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Hey Jude.

WC: 969, CW: None, Genre: Music, Bad Dream, Just for fun, Pronouns: Her Dividers: @/sligheach-sidhe

Last week at work I searched Jude's name on YT (just because), and I came across this song by The Beatles called: Hey, Jude! And immediately, the heavens opened up and granted me this scene of the members of Crown all singing to Jude, who's stuck and can't runaway. I was wheezing in the office as the song played and my co-worker asked me if I was okay because I was losing it. It is probably much funnier inside my head than how I conveyed it, but whatever, I enjoyed writing it. I humbly apologize for introducing this into society. You can listen to the song here.

A single spotlight flashed from above in the pitch black room illuminating a rather foreboding figure who was firmly fixed to the stool he was sitting on. He wasn’t physically restrained, but for some reason each time he tried to stand up, it was like he was magnetized to the chair. His eyebrow twitched, but at least he was able to pull out a cigarette to smoke. After a welcomed puff escaped his lips, he heard a melodious voice sing out beside him.

“Hey Jude, don’t make it bad…….”

Jude turned his head to find Victor standing behind a microphone as a soft light gradually illuminated him, with William and Harrison on the platform as well. There was something shimmery in Victor’s hair that looked like little stars, and he was wearing something black and smudgy under his eyes that accentuated them. Just as Jude was starting to feel disgusted at the sight, he noticed William playing the piano and Harrison starting to shake a tambourine as he read the latest Conan Doyle release. It was clear that William was catering to Victim’s whims and Harrison was no doubt made to be there, but completely disinterested in what was happening. Then Victor started singing the second verse.

“Hey Jude, don’t be afraid….”

Another platform in front of Jude lit up as well. Roger and Alfons were playing the guitar and harmonizing their voices, while Ellis was coolly playing a drum set behind them. Jude couldn’t make sense of what was happening and he couldn’t very well think clearly either over Victor’s screeching voice. So, he took another puff of his cigarette, still unable to move from the stool that he was sitting on in the middle of the room.

“And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain……”

Odd multi-colored lights started to strobe overhead while mist started to slowly fill the room from behind the stages. Jude didn’t know how any of this was possible, but he was sure that it took a great amount of engineering. A cigarette butt dropped to the floor and he quickly lit another.

“Remember to let her under your skin……”, The next thing he knew Elbert and Liam started to dance in harmonious circles around him, while throwing pink and purple flower petals at him. A vein quietly popped on his temple, but he remained silent and continued to suck on his cigarette.

“Ahhhhh…..Na na na na na……Hey Jude……”

He didn’t know what they hell was happening, but it clearly was a nightmare as he was unable to move from his seat. Victor belted his voice in a high note as he jumped on the floor to join Elbert and Liam in throwing flower on Jude, not caring that he was piercing Jude’s eardrum. Victor was in hopes that their song would move him to open up to the one he’d been pushing away, and he called for Ellis to join them on the floor, handing him a flower crown to place on top of Jude’s head.

“Be honest with your feelings, Jude. Then you’ll be happy.”

Ellis joined the four other Crown members swirling and dancing around him, as his boss stared at his with a murderous look in his eye. Pissed at the flower crown being placed on his head, he tried to remove it, but some invisible force restrained him from doing so. He lights a third cigarette and watches the remaining band members carry on the song, Victor belting it out with his hand held mic, and Roger now playing the drums to replace Ellis.

It was utter chaos. Crazy lights, mist, make up being worn by Crown’s leader, flowers on his head and flowers being tossed at him. “Na na na na na, Hey Jude…..”

That stupid chorus kept being repeated. Over and over. It didn’t stop. However, by the time he put the fourth cigarette in his mouth, something unexpected happened. Jude was able to shift a little on the stool he was sitting on, and the more he thought of it, he realized it was because the song was reaching the outro. Soon, he was able to stand and as the members of Crown continued to play and sing,”Jude….Na na na na…..Wooooow….Hey….Hey…Yeaa, Yeaaa, Yeaa….”, Jude slowly walked up to a stand holding spare guitars.

Smiling with the lit cigarette between his teeth, he picked up a beautiful electric guitar, kicked over the remainder on the stand and then started busting everything up. He picked up the stool and threw it at Victor and the other three who ran away in terror as Victor continued to sing. Leaping onto the different stages Jude started kicking over the equipment, and smashing the instruments.

Jude wreaked havoc on the musical room that kept trapped inside, and by the time he was finished, sparks were flying over head from the damage he did. He laughed sinisterly, ripping the flower crown off his head he turned on his heel and walked out….

“Hey, Jude.”

His eyes shot wide open. Not that shit song again, he thought.

“Want to walk to the bakery with me?” He rubbed his eyes in relief that what he just endured truly was a nightmare.

“Hell no I d-”, Just as he was about to decline, the words that Victor sang in his dream echoed in his brain.

“Hey Jude, don't be afraid. You were made to go out and get her.”

It wasn’t that he wanted her necessarily, but he wanted to stop hearing those annoying words ringing in his head. So he agreed.

“Fine, but ya owe me.”

“Alright, it’s my treat then.”

It was just to get that annoying song out of his head. He wasn’t afraid of anything. He wasn’t.

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Alfons Sylvatica Chapter 4 Semi-Summary

This is a fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors and translation inaccuracies. This is a SEMI-SUMMARY of each chapter. I am roughly translating this with out much research other than specific lines from certain scenes. Why? Because it's a huge task to translate a main route chapter line by line. So, this is what we're working with, and I appreciate your understanding ♥︎ Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my summaries elsewhere. Minors: Please DNI or consume this content. CW: Dub-Con. Dividers: @/natimiles

Alfons greets Kate in a back alley saying that it’s been a while since they’ve seen each other, and asks how she’s been. It’s been a few days since she’s seen him, and he has an indifferent look on his face that makes her feel disgusted. She tells him that it’s been a peaceful few days since he hasn’t been around to mess with her. He laughs and says that’s boring, but promises that tonight will be exciting. Kate raises her voice asking Alfons how he takes that as her saying she needs excitement, which causes Ellis to shush her gently, and Alfons joins in with Ellis in agreement as if he wasn’t the one instigating her. Quieting her mind and reminding herself that she is the Fairytale Keeper, she refocuses on their mission.

She, Ellis and Alfons were on a stake out about a sort of street crime. They hunker down in the alley in a single file line, with Ellis being in the front and Alfons behind her. It’s so dark, they can’t help but to as close to each other as possible in order to see the other person. The scent of various perfurmes from Alfons waft into Kate’s nostrils and make her restless, and she reminds herself to concentrate. Looking ahead the dimly lit street is filled with several people - small children emaciated men, most of them with out homes, sleeping or just walking around - and it hurts Kate to see these people suffering in the shadows while England boasts it’s age of prosperity.

She recognizes that though the country has enough wealth to share, life is not equal.

The disgust she felt when she saw the pile of black corpses from previous chapters rise within her, and a feeling of neither sadness or bitterness filled her heart. This is when she realizes that since that initial incident, she had been so preoccupied with Alfons, that she didn’t properly have time to think about it, even though her heart is lighter feeling because of it. She decides that her heart must’ve drifted towards the easier way out.

Alfons: Kate.

Kate: …!?

Alfons calls her name from behind her and she recalls their feverish night. He had called her name many times that name when she was under the suggestion of being his lover.

Alfons: Haha, that’s a cute response.

Kate: I’ve got a lot to think about…..please don’t interrupt me.

Alfons: That’s why I interrupted you. So that you would think of me.

Kate:…..?

Alfons: There are a lot of things in this world that you can’t control, even if you face them squarely.

Alfons: Don’t you think it’s ridiculous to take single one of those things seriously, and get hurt?

Kate recalls that she’s been told something similar before.

FLASHBACK TO DINING ROOM BREAKFAST SCENE

Alfons: Well, you don’t need to know about such troublesome things.

Alfons: It doesn’t matter.

Alfons: Miss Kate, are you sure? You want to hide this.

FLASH BACK TO KITCHEN SCENE

Alfons: It’s better to be occupied with what feels good and pleasurable.

Alfons: Keep up the good work and keep your mind occupied on me.

FLASH BACK ENDS

(Only when I’m down in the dumps, worrying about this and that, does he start messing around me with me.)

Kate’s thoughts stop at this like she’s stumbled over a stone.

(Huh...but, I wonder why he keeps messing with me at the same time….?)

Ellis interrupts her thoughts by calling them both with a raised voice, ignoring the dispute behind him. Kate turns her face away from Alfons and back to the street. The screen jolts as someone says, “April Fools”, and the voice is accompanied by something spilling out onto the street. Several men in black cloaks are on the street who start to attack the slum dwellers, and a bizarre chase begins. It’s almost like they are hunting, swinging their weapons at the unarmed people. Kate is frozen as she describes it as something from literal hell.

Alfons: Hmm, it’s all rather frenzied.

Alfons: This is more of a massacre than a street riot.

Kate: How can you stay so calm?

Alfons: It’s a common sight on missions.

Ellis: Al & I will take them all into custody, you stay here Kate.

Ellis soon leaves them and Kate’s body begins to shake when she thinks about being left alone, even though she knows she should be. She tries to tell herself that she won’t be able to record their sins if she can’t look at them properly.

Alfons: Ahhhh, you poor thing.

Alfons’ hand touches the nape of her neck and tells her that what she is seeing is a play, and his voice flows through her mind like an eroding stream.

Alfons: That bright red thing is bloodstain.

Alfons: Tonight, it’s me and Ellis, and we’ve come to see a play.

Alfons: You will enjoy the breathless action in this seat….until we return.

Kate was in the theater when she was stuck with a floating sensation.

(I’ve never seen such an amazing performance…..)

The bloodbath that continued to unfold before her eyes was captivating. The blood spatter, the flying pieces of flesh, and even their expressions of anguish on the verge of death - they’re all very unlike a play. Alfons approaches and says that he’s off while she’s still mesmerized by the stage, and Kate tells him to go ahead. But going where? She came to see the play with him, didn’t she? When they look each other in the eyes, he tells her to kiss him and give him a lover’s pep talk.

(That’s right……Alfons and I are lovers.)

Kate: Yes, of course.

She offers a kiss on the lips with a smile as if she were seeing her lover off.

Kate: Mmmm…..

After their lips touch each other, he removes his hand from her nape. The stage floor was so soaked with blood that it was unrecognizable. When she sees that Alfons is going onto the stage too, she thinks it’s great at first, and then she notices Ellis on stage touching the heads of the targets and binding them. That’s when she sees that just a word from Alfons could cause a flurry of people to fall down as well.

Kate: And yet…..

Kate: It’s a very, very realistic play.

Even though she knew it was all an act the shrieks of the people made her heart shrink back, with fear and anxiety, her heart was beating very fast. When a knife almost grazed Alfons, she felt a chill crawl down her spine, even though it happened on a stage.

(I like to watch plays….)

(This one time……l hope it’s over soon.)

(I’m so scared….I don’t even want to look at it.)

(…..I’ve never thought this about a play before.)

(But why did I have to go to a play with you two tonight….?)

A sudden feeling of discomfort washes over her, and she squeezes at her heart over her clothes.

Alfons: Kate.

Kate: !

The boys come back to her and Alfons asks her, “How was our play?” Ellis is surprised and then says, “Oh, I see,” and plays along and asks her the same question. She says it was amazing, but she tells them that her heart felt crushed by anxiety. She couldn’t help but hug Alfons tightly to make sure her boyfriend was safe, which surprises his dumbass for some reason. Kate feels relieved, once she feels his heart beat and as she was about to let go of Alfons, he puts his arm around her.

Alfons: I apologize for any concern this may have caused you.

Alfons: …..I’ll stay by your side tonight, until you feel safe.

Premium Story:

After the blood soaked play, Alfons escorts Kate back to her room, but on the way back she’s struck with a strange sensation. She remembers passing through a street she’s unfamiliar with and she can’t figure out why she went to see a play with Ellis and Alfons. Back in the room, she finally breaks down and then asks Alfons, if what she watched was really a play or not. As soon as she asks, a thought popped into her head about the blood not being fake like stage play blood.

Alfons: Have you awakened already?

Alfons: You have a surprisingly stronger ego than I expected.

Kate: It was real.

When she realizes that not only she peacefully watched people die, but also almost Alfons being harmed, she was so shocked that she was speechless. She recalls the uncomfortable thoughts she had as she watched the play and the things she heard. Closing her eyes and covering her ears, Alfons embraces her warmly as if scooping her out of the cold darkness.

Alfons: It’s not your fault. It’s my fault isn’t it?

Kate: But I didn’t think anything of it.

Alfons: No ordinary person could imagine such a scene unless it was fiction.

Alfons: Likewise, I thought it would be entertaining to make it fiction.

Kate: …..

Kate remembers that she thought it was like play, and that she even applauded even though someone had died right in front of her. His voice filled with pity when he spoke to her.

Alfons: You really, really want to look at reality to the point of stupidity.

Kate: Because….If I don’t look….

Alfons: Is it because of your role as fairytale keeper?

Alfons: Isn’t it crappy to get a job because you were involved in an accident?

Kate thinks about how her life hangs in the balance if she doesn’t work properly, but she asks Alfons…

Kate: That’s not all,…. If you don’t look at reality properly, you won’t realize what’s important, will you?

Alfons: Such as?

Kate: Like, why are all those terrible things happening….

Alfons: You wouldn’t know that by observing a crime scene.

Kate: Is there anyone still breathing….who can be helped….!

Alfons: Haha, you’re going to save someone in that situation? You’ll just die as collateral damage.

Kate: But…..if you or Ellis had been stabbed…..I

Kate: Thinking of that as a play……I could’ve been there to help!

Alfons: ……

Kate: Isn’t that kind of scary….?

A rush of emotion begins to blur Kate’s vision not knowing if it was because of the fear of the scene or because she was alone protected by an illusion. Alfons gently strokes her hair just as a true lover would do.

Alfons: You’re too soft and vulnerable and yet….to try to face reality instead of running away…

Alfons: ….You’re an idiot, my dear.

Alfons: When I see someone that stupid, I can’t help but want to coddle them.

He touches her nape and tells her to come play with him for the night, calling her his little sweetheart. A pleasant sensation fills her body and her thoughts are drowned out by his voice as he tells her that he’s fine, alive and well. He tells her not to look so greedy, because he isn’t going to let things end with a child’s kiss and for her to open her mouth. He pokes her lips with his fingertips as he whispers.

Alfons: Don’t be shy…

Kate: Mmmm….ahhh….

She opens her mouth and his wet tongue slips inside.

Kate: Mm…..ah…..nnn….

Alfons: I like the way you kiss.

They deeply entwine their tongues and melt into the sense of debauchery. All the while Kate feels like she’s forgotten something important, but before she knew it, they were sinking into her bed. All she could think about was her lover in front of her.

Kate: Al…fons…I- my body is hot.

Alfons: …..Body, where?

Kate: ….You know what I’m talking about, don’t ask.

Alfons: I don’t like that….

Alfons: Where do you want to be made to feel good, tell me with that pretty mouth?

Kate: Ah……

Her ribbon at the back was loosened spilling her bare skin, as she hides herself from Alfons. He asks why she’s hiding from him and to let him see. He asks again where she wants to be abused, and she says everywhere all embarrassed like. He kisses her cheek, calls her a greedy one, and then brings his mouth to her breast to suck her nipple which makes her flinch and moan. As his tongue kept teasing that part, her body lit up inside. His fingers slowly trace along the inside of her thighs, until they shift under her underwear and stroke her muddied spot several times until he slowly enters her. He pumps his finger inside her sweetly as she tightens up around him. He tells her to loosen up because he was going to make her feel good, to which he starts thrusting his fingers intensely. His finger stroke her insides making her go wild. He laughs and asks if his fingers aren’t enough for her? Embarrassed at her own naughtiness, all she can do is nod her head yes.

He laughs and asks if she’s sure since he doesn’t mind making her cum with his fingers. She’s basically begging at this point without saying anything, and so he removes his fingers from her, removes his clothes and then says to her, “Let’s get so messy, we’ll forget everything.”

He sinks more deeply into her than his fingers did, and she moans as she clings to his back as he thrusts into her. And all she can think of is drowning in his love because the arms that hold her are so gentle, and because the pitying, compassionate look in his eyes is somehow comforting to her.

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