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#*Gasp* Bro I just got to the 8 heart event- YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!
ruby-static · 3 years
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I'm really excited because I triggered 2 heart events in a row for Shane today
AND???
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THIS???
HOLY SHIT???
Not to mention the 8-heart event-
BECAUSE
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My heart, man-
I'm getting way too excited over a farming sim. Dear god.
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mamawolfblood · 3 years
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Though he didn't know it yet Chris Mclean was in for a shocking revelation. One of the campers is not exactly just some rando kid. This camper is his kid and she is out to expose it.
Name : Iris  Escalona
Age 16
Eye color green
Caramel skin
Black hair that she keeps in a high ponytail. A Cherokee rose on the left side of the hair tie.
Iris is 5ft 8",135lb
Out fit-White tanktop with the alchemists symbol blue acid washed jean shorts black converses
Iris has a dark sense of humor. She loves horror,pranks,is resourceful. Iris is not above smashing some skulls together. She is not quick to anger but Heather pushes a lot of her buttons.
All her life she just wanted Chris to know she was alive. Her mother never gave the reason why she left. She is the oldest of seven children.
____chapter5pt1____
Chris: Last time on Total Drama Island… The Killer Bass finally dodged their pathetic losing streak against The Screaming Gophers. There were bruises, tears, risky moves, and dangerous alliances. And in the end, it was Noah the know-it-all who didn’t see it coming. This week, another challenge will send one more camper on a cruise to Loserville. Population: Four. Who will sink? And who will stay afloat? Find out right now on Total. Drama. Island!
Iris walked back into the cabin after a shower. "Oh no this is bad. Im out of fake tan already." Lindsay said concerned. "Then go ger a real tan." Iris said putting her stuff away. "Oh its so tragic" Gwen said sarcastically looking a little more alive today. "Now I have to actually, like, suntan. In the sun! Do you realize how shriveled and wrinkly that can make your skin? Oh, you totally do." Lindsay said now by Gwen. I roll my eyes placing my hair in a ponytail. "See you ladies in the mess hall." Iris said leaving the crazy. "Oh off to find your delinquent boy toy. " Heather tried to get under my skin. "He at least I have a joystick. You should find one maybe you wouldn't be a stuck up bitch all the time." The girls laughed as I left. "That white girl is alright in my book." Leshawna said.
 [over loudspeaker]: "All right, campers! Enough beauty sleep! Time to show us what you’re made of!" Chris said
The campers made it to a make shift out door theater.
(Confessionals)
Iris
"I actually have a good feeling about this. Ever since I was little Dad and mom would take me to see musical and plays. I grew up a theater kid just something about it made it so magical."
*static*
(End of Confessionals)
Lindsay: Are we gonna see a musical? I love musicals. Especially the ones with singing and dancing. Heh." She asked amazed. I had to chuckle at this poor girl.
Trent: Gwen! Saved you a seat." He said moving aside for her. That is adorable I'm happy for them.
Gwen: "Thanks." She said sitting down next to him.
Cody: "W-W-Whoa! Uh, heh." Oh Cody you poor soul. She wont go for you give up already.
*Lindsay blows kiss *
Uhoh someone is braking the rules hahaha poor girl can't see the bitch she is helping.
*Heather turns and waves her ponytail in Lindsay's face. *
As I said bitch.
Lindsay: Oh! [spits out a wave of Heather's hair] "Hey Lindsay come sit with Me and Duncan." I said she got up and sat with us.
Chris: Welcome to our brand new deluxe state-of-the-art outdoor amphitheater! Okay, this week’s challenge is a summer camp favorite. A talent contest!" This made me happy.
Owen: Yes! Awesome!
Chris: Each team has eight hours to pick their three most talented campers.[Katie and Sadie squeal.] These three will represent them in the show tonight. Sing, dance, juggle. Anything goes, as long as it’s legal.[Duncan snaps his fingers.] You’ll be judged by our resident talent scout, former DJ, VJ, and rap legend, Grand Master Chef, who will show his approval via the Chef-o-Meter.[ding ding ding ding ding ding] The team that loses will send one camper home tonight. Good luck.
[whistle blows]
Heather started saying she was the captain. "Who said this Chika" I asked Gwen second it. "Beth and Lindsay"She said crossing her arms. "Fear is not the way to go Heather." I said and everyone backed me. "We shall see halfbreed." She said as I sat down .
It was Trent,Heather and Iris in the talent show for the Gophers.
For the Bass it was Courtney, DJ, Geoff.
Why we were killing time watching the other talents. Heather got ahold of some secrets that she was about to spill.
Cody: What you got there, a journal?
Gwen: Beat it.
Cody: Oh, I get it. Yeah, it’s private, huh? I’m down with that, yeah. It’s cool, brah.
Gwen: What part of beat it don’t you understand?
Cody: [sniffs]
Gwen: What are you, some kind of freak?
Cody: Y-you just… smell… really… pretty.
Gwen: It’s just… soap.
[guitar playing]
Gwen: I won’t even ask.
[guitar playing resumes]
Heather: Look! The first hook up of the season.
Gwen [sarcasticaly]: Oh yeah. We’re going at it big time. I need a swim just to cool off.
[door slams]
[door slams]
Cody groans
Trent: Gwen, wait up! I’ll come with you.
Gwen: Sure. I mean… whatever.
Chris [loudly]: It’s the TDI Talent Extravaganza! [normal voice] Welcome to the very first Camp Wawanakwa… Talent Contest. Where six campers will showcase their mad skills and desperately try not to humiliate themselves. First up for the Screaming Gophers… is Iris.
Iris walks out (a outfit that looks like Melanie from pokemon 2000. The Island maiden.) She started to play on her Ocarina my heart will go on.
It got a seven on the Chef-o-Meter.
Chris: First up for the Killer Bass… make some noise for the big guy! DJ!
[clapping]
Tyler: Woo-hoo!
Katie and Sadie: Yaaaay! Wooo!
[spiritual music]
[swirls]
[whips]
[thud]
Duncan: Ooh-hoo-hoo…
Katie: Gah!
[stretching]
[snaps]
Chris: Dainty and yet masculine. Let’s see what Grand Master Chef thinks.
[ding ding ding]
Chris: Not much.
Chris: So, with two down and four acts to go, it’s the Screaming Gophers… screaming ahead. Next on deck… Trent. Take it away, my bro.
Trent: This one goes out to someone special here at camp.
[guitar playing]
[Trent]
They say that we’ve only got summer
And I say that’s really a bummer.
But we’ll swim in the sun and have lots of fun…
It’ll just be the two of us…
Nothing to do… just hang…
So let me say only this…
Stick around… for just one kiss…
[clapping]
[ding ding ding]
Chris: Nice work! I’m liking your style, dude. And so does Grand Master Chef!
[clapping]
Chris: All right, quit hogging my light, buddy.
[objects tumbling]
Chris: Three down and three to go and the Killer Bass are totally sucking so far. Let’s hear it for Bridgette!
[clapping]
Courtney: Are you sure you can do this?
[stomach rumbling]
Bridgette[with her stomach rumbling]: Ooh. Definitely. No, uh, I’m great. Really. [She burps a few times]
[splash]
Screaming Gophers gasp and moan
Bridgette moans and projectile vomits loudly
Courtney and Heather gasp
Owen: I’m hit! I’m hit!
Bridgette projectile vomits loudly
Katie screams and vomits
Bridgette projectile vomits loudly
Lindsay [loudly] :Hey, puke on your own boyfriend!
Heather: On your own what, Lindsay?
Lindsay [quickly]: I didn’t say, boyfriend.
Chris [nasally] :Clean up in aisle three, four, five, and six! [normally] In the meantime, we’ll take a short break to hose the joint down.
[elevator music]
(Confessional: Bridgette)
Bridgette: Going home won’t be so bad… I-I can always work at the surf shack.
(Confessional Off)
Chris [loudly] : Welcome back to the TDI Talent Extravaganza! [normally] Welcome back. Okay. So in a strange turn of events, Bridgette’s chunk-blowing fest registered two thumbs up by Grand Master Chef. But, it’s not enough to pull ahead the Screaming Gophers, who held the lead with Trent’s love song. So, without further delay, here she is for the leaders… Heather!
[clapping]
Heather: Originally, I was going to dance for you. But instead, I want to celebrate team spirit, with a collaboration.
Iris saw what was in her hand. She started sweating.
Heather: So, with words by Gwen, performance by me, enjoy. [clears throat] Originally I thought he would be different. Even though mom says that my father and I are alike I don't see it. He said I remind him of someone her knew long ago but she left. I found that odd because I was alwats told he left. It doesn't matter either way because I know that Chris Mclean is 100% my biological father. " she said then handing my birth certificate to Chris who looked at me shocked. I got up and ran. Thats not how I wanted him to find out.
Heather: Thank you.
Courtney: [to Bridgette] That was so mean.
Bridgette: Seriously.
Chris: Well then, it’s down to the final act of the night. Can Geoff and his rad stunts turn it around? I seriously doubt it. Let’s find out.
[crashes]
Geoff: Whoa… that kinda wrecks the ride.
Bridgette [nervously] : Now what?! We have to send someone out there or we’re going to lose this!
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theycallmemoosey · 5 years
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Memories
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Dan x Reader
A/N - Yahoo! Back again for 2019! Happy new year! So, here’s another lovely request that I really really enjoyed writing from the wonderful @winchestergirl907 . I hope you guys enjoy it! Moose :)
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“So guys,” Benny began as yourself and Dan settled into the chairs in front of the famous ‘Fine Bros’ scenery, “I know you’ve been and done this before for a couple of videos but I’ll just do a quick rundown so you know what’s going to happen. So, what we’re going to do is ask you a couple of questions about yourselves and your relationship etc etc and then we’re going to show you some clips. Act as naturally as possible and we’ll guide you in the direction we need you to go. Once we’ve shown all the clips we have for you we’ll ask you a couple more questions about the clips and what you thought and then the whole sign off thing. Sound ok with you guys?” 
“Sounds awesome” you replied, smiling and nodding as you sorted out your hair. 
“Received” Dan added, cringing slightly after realising what he had just said. 
“Ah-shit. Just got to talk to Rafi about something. I’ll be two seconds. Sorry guys” 
“Oh no,” you reassured, “don’t worry. No rush”
As Benny left, Dan leant into your shoulder and whined in your ear, “can you sort out my hair?” 
“It’s fine” you replied, not even looking at him as you checked your phone. 
“Y/N!” 
“Stop it, Dan. It’s fine” you chuckled, lifting your hand to stroke his head. 
“You just messed it up. Fix it!” 
Sighing, you put your phone down and turned towards him, placing his curls in random places just to keep him happy. 
“Are you okay by the way? You seem…nervous”
“Nervous?” 
“Yeah. Quiet and just fidgety. It's not like you haven’t filmed a collab video before”
“Yeah. No. I’m fine. I’m just really tired that’s all. Jet-lagged” 
“Well sorry you had to come back to MY country to see MY family for Christmas, even though I live in YOUR shitty, rainy, boring old country” 
Dan looked at you blankly, “Don’t be racist”
Laughing, you finished off ‘fixing’ his hair.
“Better?” 
“Much” he smiled, kissing you quickly before returning to the position he was just in as Benny walked back onto set. 
“Sorry about that guys, we’re ready to start when you are” 
“Ready!” 
“Ok. I’m gonna do the intro and then we’re into it. Just act natural” 
“Easy” Dan smiled. 
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“Dan Howell and Y/N L/N. You two are a very famous youtube couple that has a total subscriber count of over 8 million. How long have you two been together?” 
“We have been together for about…” you hesitated, looking at Dan for help, only to physically see the cogs turning in his brain as he too tried to work out how long you had been together. 
“7 years? We’ve been together since 2012 haven’t we?” Dan asked you. 
“I think so” you laughed, looking back at Benny who was looking at the list of questions on his sheet. 
“How did you two meet?” 
“Well we both were young idiots making videos on youtube and somehow we had already made quite a large fanbase separately. We were both invited to the Sony Awards that year in which Dan and Phil were nominated for the Golden Headphones Award for their radio show.” 
“Yeah, I remember that now. Oh god, 2012…” Dan cringed, remembering how awkward the whole event was, “Wait, why were you even there” 
“I think I was just invited by my uncle who was one of the nominees. You know he lives in England.” you replied, looking at Dan before looking back toward Benny to continue the story, “Dan and Phil didn’t know a lot of people there and I, for one, appeared to be the only American there. Naturally, the three loneliest people got together and we really got on” 
“We then showed her around London for the next two weeks while she was over here” Dan continued, “then we exchanged Skype usernames and our numbers and everything before she went home. Remember that? Skype? Ew” 
“I can still hear the ringtone” you laughed, remembering the hours the two of you spent calling each other. 
“I think it was only a few weeks later that we officially got together. I mean, I knew from the moment I saw you that I liked you, and it was a few weeks after you left you finally told me you liked me back” Dan smiled, taking your hand underneath the table to keep the PDA to a minimum. 
“We were online boyfriend and girlfriend for months before I finally got enough money to go back over to the UK to see them again. We did this for ages” 
“And then eventually, Phil and I decided that we missed Y/N as soon as she left our apartment so we asked if she wanted to move in with us. We were looking to move apartments anyway so we thought, why not? We never did end up moving though so you moved into the iconic London apartment before we moved last year” 
“So how long have you been living together now?” 
Dan chuckled, “Probably about four years or so. Best four years of my life” 
“Shush you big baby” you laughed, slapping his arm playfully. 
“So we have a few clips to show you if you’re ready?” 
“Yup. Ready” you nodded at Benny, taking the laptop from him. 
“So I’m sure you guys have seen some edits of your relationship as you are the fan favourite relationship of youtube” 
“Are we really the fan favourites? I didn’t think we could compare to couples like Alfie and Zoe or Felix and Marzia…god forbid, I never thought we would be the fan favourites against the Joe and Dianne!” you blabbered excitedly. 
“How far back do these clips go? Right back to 2012?!” Dan asked, jokingly with a panicked tone.
“Yes! Right back to 2012!” 
“NOOOOOOO!” Dan groaned jokingly, placing his head in his hands as the first clips began to play. 
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“Oh!” You exclaimed, “this is of you and Phil recording the radio show!” 
“We just wanted to say, “ 2012 Phil stated into the mic, “that we are so grateful here at BBC Radio 1 for all your votes that made us win the Golden Headphones Award last week. We are honestly beyond thrilled that our silly little show has brought you guys so much entertainment so thank you guys” 
“Phil,” Dan replied, “stop being so sappy” 
“Sorry. It was actually a great evening. Really fun. We met a load of new people and got to learn more about radio stations etc etc. Oh but Dan loooooved the party. We both made a new friend who happens to now be staying with us. She’s pretty awesome actually” 
“You hear that kids? Going outside can sometimes be a good thing!” 
“Hear that hun? 2012 Dan wasn’t lying. You really need to start going out some more…it can be a good thing” 
“But the outside is dangerous. And I’m not a kid”
“Shush, just watch it” 
The video went from present day back to 2012, Dan and Phil showing you around central London. 
“This is the famous Big Ben?” You asked, your accent thicker than usual as you were living in America at the time.
“I know, not very impressive is it?” Phil laughed, panning the camera over to the three of you, their hair longer and straighter than you ever cared to remember. It was easy to spot that Dan had a thing for you back then, as he could not take his heart-eyes off of you as you took in the surroundings. 
“Well, I’m not saying it’s not impressive but…it’s not exactly the Empire State, is it?” 
Dan laughed, “Yeah, it’s a bit underwhelming. Onwards to the London Eye!!”
Dan laughed, “Two days you had been in that country and you drag our entire culture down in a matter of seconds. Wow.” 
“It’s true! It is so hyped up. Although to be fair, we had a great rest of the day” 
“And using the Empire State in comparison. Y/N, you aren’t even from New York” 
“Yes but that’s what most people think about first when they think about America in general. After Hamburgers, Trump and guns” 
“Woah. Stereotyping your own country” 
“What’s this?” You asked, pointing towards the laptop. 
“Oh lord, it's the pink diary video. The one we filmed after we announced that we were together” 
“Shit! No! Do not press play, Daniel!”
“You had a bright pink diary when you were 12!” 
“Dude, if you think that’s bad, then you should have seen my room. Bright pink walls, curtains, floors, bedsheets…got how much I regret that. Well, perks of getting your older sister’s old room” 
As the two of you scanned through the pages, Dan flicked to the page where you mention your childhood crush. 
“Oh my…who’s Elijah, Y/N?” 
“What? Oh god, Dan wait” you laughed, lunging to grab the diary from his hands. 
“Y/N, are you cheating on me? Already?!” He gasped, laughing as he held the diary out of reach from you. 
“Dan, just…give it back. Let me see it!” 
“How do I explain Elijah?” Dan began to read, “He is the coolest, most popular, handsomest - Y/N, that’s not even a word!” 
“Shut up, Daniel” you slapped his arm. 
Dan chuckled and cleared his throat before continuing, “Handsomest boy in school. God, how much I wish he would notice me. O-M-G. I think I love him!!” 
You groaned, covering your face with your hands. 
“That will forever be one of my favourite things I have done with you” Dan smiled, pausing the video as you calmed down from your giggle fit. 
“Hearing all about my first love, Elijah? God, 12 was a good age for me” 
“What’s next?” Dan laughed, pressing play and starting the next video. 
“Oh! It’s my first gaming channel appearance” 
“Hello, DanandPhilgames spooky weekers!! Today, we are delving into the well-known game that is no doubt going to make me shit myself, Outlast! Unfortunately, Phil is not able to join me today because he has left me all alone in the house which was a very stupid idea. However, because I am too much of a pansy to actually do this by myself I invited, the one, the only, the very amazingly beautiful pain in my ass, Y/N!” He paused, waiting for you to roll the chair into frame. 
“Y/N!” He repeated, waving his hands as a gesture to get you over, “Seriously? Do I have to do this? Oh come on” 
Dan shuffled towards you and grabbed the arm of your chair, pulling you into frame as you frowned at the camera. 
“I don’t want to be here” you stated, Dan laughing next to you. 
“The people need a video and there is no way I am playing this game on my own at night in an empty house. I’d do it for you!” 
“Well, I’m here now aren’t I? Eurgh come on, let's just get this over with”
The two of you began to play, although the video had sped up until the first jumpscare. 
“I think that we need to - OH MY GOD!” Dan cried out, accompanied by your loud scream. You threw the controller onto the desk and shook slightly before clinging onto Dan’s arm tightly. He too was shaking slightly but laughing more at your reaction. 
“Daniel you know I fucking hate horror games. Why the fuck am I here?”
“You’re cute when you’re scared. It’s ok, you’re ok.” Dan comforted you, hugging you tightly after pausing the game, “Nothing has jumped out of the screen yet” 
You gasped and moved back from Dan, slapping his arm slightly, “Why the fuck would you say that! The nightmares I am going to be having tonight” 
“Come on, let's continue” 
“I still hate horror anything to this day” you stated, Dan laughing as he nodded in agreement. 
“Yup. Games, movies, houses. Anything remotely scary and it's automatically a no-no for you. But its ok, you have me to protect you” 
“Says the man that falls off his chair every time he has a jump scare come at him” 
“Woah ok, thanks Y/N” 
“Day in the life of Dan and Phil!” Phil exclaimed into the camera, walking into the front room to capture Dan in the sofa crease, “What’s happening today, Danny-boy?” 
Dan laughed before closing his laptop, looking towards the camera before explaining, “we are going to pick up Y/N, who I’m sure you guys have seen before and if you haven’t, just…who even are you?” 
“Yeah, she and Dan have been dating for quite a while now. So, catch up guys. Sorry Dan, carry on” 
“Thank you, Phil.” Dan glared, “Basically, we decided that Y/N should just move in with us because she was spending so much money constantly travelling back and forth from America to see us” 
“We’re picking her up from the airport today and then grabbing some more things she needs for the apartment” Phil explained before sighing at Dan, “We have to pick her up in about an hour, why aren’t you ready?!” 
“Seriously, Danny? Phil was more excited to pick me up than you were?! And I’m YOUR girlfriend” 
“Yeah well…” Dan began, but you hit his arm to silence him. 
“Helloooo everyone and welcome to baking with Dan and Phil!” Phil began, Dan doing something weird as usual next to him.
“YES HELLO WELCOME TO SPOOPY BAKING” 
“Today,” Phil began in a fit of giggles, “we are making spooky pumpkin spiced cookies” 
As the video continued in the background, you turned to face Dan, “I was so mad after this video” 
“Oh my god, I remember” Dan laughed, rubbing his eyes slightly. 
“They made such a mess and I had to fix it. And I wasn’t even allowed a cookie afterwards because the fat pigs had eaten them all. Doesn’t help that I was on my period at that point and super cranky. I think it was during the period I was moving in as well, so I was stressed as anything” you explained, Dan giggling softly behind you. 
“What did we actually upload? Because you had a proper fit” 
“Shut up you arse” 
“OH OH THIS IS WHERE YOU COME HOME!” Dan exclaimed excitedly. 
“Hey guys” you said, walking into the kitchen as you had come home from the meeting, “what you up to?” 
“Baking with Dan and Phil” Phil said, filming Dan as he whisked together the mixture. 
“You two are baking? This should be a shit-show” 
“Cheers for the support, hun” Dan said over his shoulder, jumping slightly when you kissed his shoulder. 
“I’m going for a shower, this place better not be burnt down by the time I get back”
“Famous last words” You scoffed, making Dan laugh as the two of you continued watching. 
The video had fast forward to the point you came back from the shower, changed into jeans and one of Dan’s shirts. You stopped in your tracks when you saw the mess in the kitchen. 
“What the hell have you done!” You shouted at them, looking at the state of the floor.
“We’re making cookies?” Dan shrugged his shoulders, eating icing out of the bag.
“BOYS!” You cried, taking a large breath before the clip cut to the next video. 
Dan paused the video and looked at you smugly, “I had to edit out your little fit because you literally screamed at us for two minutes straight” 
“Did you see the state of that kitchen? It was disgusting! You deserved it” 
“Basically,” Dan explained to Benny, “She then ordered us out the kitchen, tidied everything away, finished the cookies off for us and then went to bed to edit a video. Phil and I finished the video and I gave her some chocolate” 
“The way to Y/N’s heart is chocolate. Noted.” Benny replied, laughing as he urged the two of you to continue. 
“Helloooo Dan and Phil karters” Phil waved at the camera, Dan making some weird noise at the side. 
“Good. Dayyy” Dan dragged on, before snapping back to his usual persona he had on camera, “we are here today to celebrate the first Mario Kart session with Y/N!” 
“Good morning” You rolled into frame, shuffling the wheelie chair into the middle of the boys. 
“This is the first time you’ve been on the gaming channel since you moved in, Y/N. How does it feel?” Phil asked, pretending to hold a microphone up to you. 
“The same as it did when I was last here”
“Yeah but you now live here” 
“Biggest regret of my life. Girls, don’t move in with two boys. They smell. And if they order takeout, leave as quickly as possible or else you’re being the one who gets the joy of cleaning it all up” 
“When you’re quite finished dragging us into the gutter, Y/N!!” Dan cried out, placing his hand over your mouth jokingly to stop you from going on, “God. Imagine when she beats us, Phil…we’d never hear the end of it for god’s sake” 
“We just have to beat her then” Phil said, cracking his knuckles as he picked up the control to start the game. 
As the clip continued, you watched and smiled, feeling Dan take your hand and stroke his thumb over your knuckles. You glanced back at him and smiled, sticking your tongue out at him before leaning into his shoulder. 
“I stand by that by the way, Dan. Although I have to admit, you have been getting better at clearing up after yourselves. Phil too” 
“Yeah but Phil has just become a bit of an obsessive cleaner” 
“That’s very true” 
“What’s up guys, its a-me, Y/N. Today we are joined by my very sweet, very lovely, very amazing boyfriend, Daniel James Howell” 
“Hello everyone” Dan waved slightly, chuckling in his usual way. 
’What are we going to do today, Dan?”
Dan sighed jokingly, placing his face in his hands, “The goddamn bloody ‘Boyfriend Tag’ that I swore I would never do yet here I am” 
“Woah ok. If you don’t want to do this then I guess I should cancel the pizza I ordered” 
“OKAY HI GUYS LETS CONTINUE ON WITH THIS” 
“Seriously?!” You burst out laughing, grabbing your phone from the bedside table. 
“Food - the way to my heart!”
“Not me then?”
“Nope” he smiled, giving you the famous heart eyes. 
“Guess I should pack my bags and head back to America then” you huffed as you sat back down, opening Twitter to get up questions and suggestions from fans.
“Guess you should” Dan smiled before leaning over and kissing your cheek gently.
“Can we get on with the video now?” You asked, sighing as you glanced at Dan, just wanting to get the video over with so that you could chill out with the boys and relax.
“Do you want to film this tomorrow?” Dan asked, leaning his head on your shoulder while giving you heart eyes.
“Babe, it has to go up tomorrow…” you whined, continuing to scroll through the comments.
“I’ll buy you your favourite ice cream if you leave that in the video” Dan smirked, laughing as you turned back to the camera and smiled, indicating you were going to continue with the video” 
“Jesus, it looks like I really do know the way to your heart huh?” Dan laughed, pausing the video to look at you. 
“Sure do. Offer me food and I’m putty in your hands” 
“OH! So not, you know, the years of affection I’ve given you or the fact that I let you move into MY apartment or my handsome looks or even, you know, that I LOVE YOU” he jokingly shouted, smiling at the way you laughed at him.
“No. Just the food” 
“Right I’m going to press play again because clearly, you don’t love me”
“First question…when did you realise you first loved me?” 
“Ew gross. Next question?”
“Ok. Just for me. I’ll edit it out the video” 
Dan sighed, looking down as he felt himself turning red, “Honestly? As soon as I saw you, I knew you would mean the world to me. And you really do”
You smiled at him, leaning in towards him as he went to kiss your cheek. 
“Awww you big sap” you laughed, placing your hand on Dan’s as you kept watching the video, blushing as you felt Dan copy the video and kiss your cheek.
“Totally going to leave that in there” you chuckled, Dan gasping and clutching his chest.
“But you promised!” 
“You promised that I could choose what we had for dinner last night but that never happened did it?” 
“Touche” Dan chuckled, watching you lovingly as you scrolled down through Twitter to find another question, “I love you” 
“I know” 
“Honestly, the number of comments from fans after you uploaded this video was the most we’ve ever had, including Phil” Dan added, looking towards Benny who smiled, “I was speaking the truth there though Y/N. I still mean it, even seven years down the line” 
“Really?” You asked, the laptop playing in the background.
“Course. You’re everything to me” 
“Can you post this on YouTube or is this too NSFW” you turned to Benny, laughing as you blushed.
“Really Y/N?!” Dan laughed loudly.
You glanced back at the laptop, watching as Dan kissed you before heading to grab his phone from the front room. 
“Wait…I didn’t upload that. You kissed me, we both agreed that we wouldn’t kiss on camera…hang on. This is the full video. The unedited one…”
“Is it? Oh. You may have just uploaded the whole video by accident” 
“No…no I’m sure I didn’t. Remember, I spent hours doing this edit” 
“Shhh…listen” Dan nudged you, 
Dan sat down in front of the camera and did a big sigh before smiling gleefully, holding his phone to his ear as he appeared to be speaking down the phone to someone.
“Hey guys!” He spoke down the phone, “Thank you so much for coming back to me…oh fantastic! We’re going to America to visit Y/N’s family for Christmas on the 15th. I would kinda like to do it on the 30th if that suits you guys?…amazing. Thank you so much for doing this…yeah, yeah, she’s going to absolutely love it…I’ll speak to you soon…bye!” 
Hanging up, Dan did a little fist pump in the air as he imagined the collab video in just a months time. Just as he was going to switch the camera off, Phil walked in. 
“What did they say?” 
“They’re thrilled. 100% happy to do it” 
“Amazing!” Phil cried, going to hug Dan. 
“Seriously, I have literally never felt closer to crying of happiness since…since…oh, I don’t know. Since the birth of Dil” 
“Oh wow. Dil over Y/N. Smooth dude” Phil laughed, walking back out the room to leave Dan to switch the camera off. 
“Dan?” You asked him, glancing towards him in a state of confusion.
“What?” 
“What was all that about?” 
“I don’t know what you mean” 
“Well…this isn’t exactly an edit is it? It’s-“ 
“SHHHH” 
Dan quietly pushed the door open to your shared bedroom, the camera pointing down towards the floor. Giggling softly, he climbed onto the bed where you were asleep, placing his legs over both of you as he stood up. Angling the camera towards you as you slept, Dan began to jump on the bed. 
“Happy birthday to you!” 
“DANIEL!” You cried angrily as you were jolted awake. 
“Happy birthday to you!” 
“Dan, stop it!” You shouted, the covers falling off of the bed as Dan jumped carelessly on top of you, showing you sleeping in just Dan’s t-shirt. 
“Happy birthday to Y/N” he sang out of tune, stopping jumping as he sang your name, the camera filming you squirm underneath him. He collapsed down to his knees, rolling over next to you while keeping the camera at arm's length to capture your shame. 
“Happy birthday to you” he whispered in your ear, kissing your cheek gently. 
“Thanks for the wake up call Danny boy” you giggled, turning towards him to kiss him passionately, his arm still outstretched to film the two of you. 
As you pulled away you smiled lovingly at him, before he stuck his tongue out at you. 
“We can’t upload this footage” he laughed, indicating towards the camera as he noticed your confused expression. You groaned as you realised what he was doing, moving your arms to block the lens as you tried to escape out of Dan’s grip. 
The video switched quickly to another, showing a video of the two of you on your first Christmas spent together at Dan’s family’s house. 
“What did you get Y/N?” Dan’s brother asked, standing up slightly to see over the lid of the box Dan had wrapped your present in. 
“Patience Adrian” Dan laughed, panning the camera over to his brother and parents before pointing it back at you. 
“Oh my gosh, Daniel” you gasped, instantly recognising the distance bracelets. 
“I was thinking white for you and black for me because it matches my soul” 
“Daniel…” his mother warned, smiling at the thought of his gift. 
“Thank you so much, Dan” you jumped up to kiss him, before handing his to him. 
“Its so that when you have to go back to America to see your family or for work, and I can’t come with you, you still have a little bit of me with you” 
“Oh god, I’m going to throw up” Adrian faked a gag, his mother slapping him on the arm as a result. 
“I love it, thank you Daniel” you smiled at the camera before it shut off, the video switching to another one. 
A snapchat video was played on the screen - one that was never posted for Dan’s immaturity. Dan was filming you driving in your car, dancing slightly to the radio. 
“Where we heading, Y/N?” He asked you, filming you glance towards him and see him hold his phone up towards you. 
“We are heading to Ikea today to do some shopping. We need to buy a new TV stand, some new houseplants for Philly and a new bed” 
Dan flipped the camera around to himself, smirking at the camera, “Because I broke it!!!” 
“I wouldn’t be so smug about that mister. You’re costing me a goddamn fortune!” 
“Calm down, Y/N. You sure weren’t complaining last night” he winked at the camera. 
“DANIEL!” You cried out before the snap ran out of time. 
“I’m so glad you didn’t post that” you laughed, wiping the tears from your cheeks, “Dan, what is this? We’ve never uploaded any of this”
“You’ll see in just a second” Dan wrapped his arm around you and pulled you to his chest, kissing your forehead and wiping a tear from your cheek before changing his attention back to the video. 
The video changed to Dan filming you asleep on him on the sofa, near Christmas as the decorations were stringed up behind you. He stroked your hair gently before resting his hand on your arm. 
“I just wanted to say that in moments like these, when you fall asleep on my lap and talk sometimes in your dreams, that I love you more than anything or anyone in the whole world. I would die in a heartbeat for you. I am so incredibly lucky to have found you. You are my whole world” 
The second clip started playing and Dan was filming you cooking in the kitchen. He set the camera against a glass and filmed him dancing with you, the bacon in the pan burning as he twirled you and swayed with you to the songs on the radio. At one point, he tried to lift you up in the air to do the dirty dancing lift but your squirming caused the both of you to fall to the ground in heaps of laughter. 
The next clip played and Dan was at the piano, filming himself playing his newest piece to send to his grandmother when you plopped down next to him, placing your head on his shoulder and listening to him play so elegantly. He was so humble about his talent and very rarely shared it online. The two of you started laughing when you placed your finger on a random key and disrupted his piece constantly. 
The clips changed and Dan was now filming you on your phone in their patio garden, “You always look so beautiful and I constantly wonder how a guy like me scored such a gorgeous girl like you. We are going to have the most beautiful children...if they get all your genes anyway. God, I love the way you just make the simplest of actions the most beautiful things. I could watch you for hours…in a non-creepy way. You make me so happy. You are the reason I’m still here. You keep me going. I can’t wait to marry you one day”
The video changed once again and it was a video Phil took of the two of you when you all decided to go on holiday quite early on in your relationship. You and Dan thought he was taking photos so you kept doing different poses, some for your followers and some for yourself. Dan looked at you lovingly and held you tightly. Unknowing that Phil was filming, you kissed Dan gently with the sea in the background, smiling when his hands squeezed your waist. When you pulled away, Dan whispered the words “I love you” for the first time. You took a step back breathlessly, before jumping into Dan’s arms. You kissed him multiple times, saying “I love you” every time you pulled away. You didn’t know this video existed, but it was already one of your favourite videos of all time. 
The video changed once again, to the all of you shopping. Dan filmed you and Phil as you both looked through each of the clothes on the rail in Primark. He sighed contently, “Fuck it.” 
He filmed himself walking over to you and explaining he was just going to the camera store with Phil, kissing you on your temple as you were unaware he was filming. The video sped up as the boys walked out of the store, heading to the nearest Jewellers. 
“You’re going to do it?” Phil asked Dan, excitement in his face as he watched Dan browse all the rings. 
“Course I am. What do you think?” He asked, pointing at the rings in front of them. 
“Black diamond” 
“You read my mind” he smiled, walking into the store.
The video changed to the last clip, Dan set the camera against something and sat down in the chair in your parent’s house. Your father walked into frame and sat down opposite him, his arms on his legs as he looked at a nervous Dan. 
“Sir, I want to just say how grateful I am that you have welcomed me into your family and life. I love Y/N with everything I have and I swear that for as long as I live, I will give her everything she needs. Basically, what I’m trying to ask is…” 
“You want to marry my daughter?” 
“Y-yes, sir. With all my love in the world, I want to give her the life she deserves. I want her to be my wife. Forever” he began to laugh, wiping the tears from his eyes. 
“I thought you would never ask! Of course, Daniel!” Your father jumped from his seat to embrace Dan, laughing happily with him before shouting to your mother in the next room, “DANIEL IS GOING TO MARRY Y/N! WE ARE GOING TO BE DANIEL’S IN-LAWS!” 
You hiccuped, your eyes and nose streaming as your eyes were fixed on the screen. You watched the video of your father jumping up and down with Dan fade to black, laughing at your father’s immaturity. You wiped your eyes with your sleeve when you notice that Rafi has joined Benny behind the main camera, holding another camera down towards the floor. You followed his line of sight and gasped when you realised that Dan had moved from his chair and was now kneeling down next to you, a black box in his hands revealing a silver band with a square black diamond. You cried loudly as Dan took his own deep breath, starting to say the words, “Will you -“ 
“Shut up. Shut up. You know it's a yes you idiot! Yes! Oh my god, yes!” You jumped off of your seat and into Dan’s arms, making the both of you fall to the floor in a laughing but sobbing mess.  You heard Dan cry into your shoulder, muttering “thank you thank you thank you” over and over as he tried to push you away to put the ring on your finger. 
“Oh, Daniel…Dan, its so beautiful thank you so much”
You heard a large round of applause and cheers from behind the camera, as all of Benny and Rafi’s employees and other reactors had snuck in to watch Dan propose.
You and Dan climbed back into your chairs, very embarrassed as you had fallen onto the floor in a complete scene of PDA. 
Benny laughed, still clapping along with the rest of the crowd behind him.
“So guys!” He began, “You two are engaged!” 
“Yes!” You cried, holding your hand up and wriggling your fingers to show your new engagement ring, looking at the red, puffy-eyed Dan holding your other hand and smiling widely.
“Congratulations you two, how do you feel?” 
“I feel like I’m on cloud nine right now. Every dream of mine is finally coming true” you answered, still sniffling. 
“Best day of my life so far” Dan smiled, kissing your cheek. 
“Well, we expect you here next time to react to your wedding! And then your first child. And every relationship goals video ever” Rafi added, making the two of you laugh. 
“Of course” you nodded, still looking at your new ring. 
“We’re just going to wrap up the video now - if that's ok with you guys” Benny explained, yourself and Dan nodding. 
“Like this video and subscribe to the Fine Bros” Dan explained, pointing down to the floor as an indication for the description box. 
“Thank you so much for watching and we’ll see you again next time! I’m engaged!!” You shouted, moving your hand towards the camera as everyone laughed. 
Dan moved to hold your free hand and kiss your temple before you both looked towards the camera, waving your hands, “BYE!!!” 
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Chapter 8: Free me, from Fear/Heartbreak Hotel
Kensuke is sitting in his bedroom alone, trying to meditate. He closes his eyes, then begins breathing in and out. A soothing silence washes over the room, as he focuses on himself. A beam of white light flashes in front of him, forming some kind of apparition. A faceless individual about his age, maybe a little younger. A boy? Maybe, difficult to say for sure. They are sitting at a lunch table with one of their feet resting on the seat. Purple hair that covers their eyes and nose. They chew on a small looking substance, it's blurred. The figure veers their Fangs at their unsuspecting feast and CRUNCH! It gone. The fangs absorb all the nutrients from the item and they eat it. They smile at Kenny, his body frozen in terror, yet mildly fascinating at the same time. Just as things are getting too bizarre, a flash of light snaps him out of it. Kensuke starts hyperventilating as if he had stopped breathing during this process. He grabs his chest, the feeling of his blood organs pumping fast makes him gasp for air. As this is happening, Mallek happens to be coming into the room to see him toppled over with his hand on his chest.
MALLEK: Are...ARE YOU OK!?!?
KENSUKE: (Coughs) No... strange mirage (Coughs) Biting... (Coughs) Fangs...(Coughs) NEED WATER!
Mallek quickly helps him up and gets him one his water bottles he keeps in the mini fridge. Kensuke drinks the water then calms down a little.
MALLEK: Kensuke...I'm sorry.
KENSUKE: For ignoring me? It's fine.
MALLEK: No, no sarcasm. You were right. I never considered his emotional state. Maybe I'm just self-centered.
KENSUKE: Mal, I don't wanna do this right now. I've got more important things to deal with.
MALLEK: ...What's more important than your best friend confiding about his mistakes?
KENSUKE: I didn't mean it like that... I mean there is a dilemma...An immense one...one that kind of outweighs this trivial spat of ours.
MALLEK: Wait, huh? What are you going on about?
KENSUKE: I’m leaving Grimwell, Mallek.
Mallek's face drops and he turns pale.
Elsewhere (Because who doesn’t love a good level of story suspense) Mickey and Kyle are in their room together. Kyle is on the floor doing push up, while Mickey lies on him on his back, reading his book.
KYLE: Come on Mickey! At least try to act heavy! 247! Ureahh! 248!
MICKEY: Heh, how does someone “Act Heavy,” Kyle?
KYLE: 249! You are so small and cute; I wonder how you manage here being so small. 250!! Ahhh, I’m done!
He plops down on his stomach, Mickey continues to lay on his back.
MICKEY: …Kyle…you-you think I’m cute?
KYLE: Duh! Of course you are cute. Look at you.
Mickey blushes a little.
MICKEY: That means a lot coming from someone as good looking as you are Kyle.
KYLE: ME!?!? Hahaha! I’m not good looking man.
MICKEY: What~ sure you are! You’re really fit, have an attractive face, and are really Kindhearted! Any girl would be lucky to have you!
KYLE: You…you think I’m Kindhearted…?
MICKEY: Of course! When I first started here, you were the only person that would talk to me and Moe. I was so happy when I found out I’d be living with you! You make me feel…wanted.
Kyle’s face turns a little red.
KYLE: M-M-Mickey…you can’t mean that…
MICKEY: But I do! Even when you scare me, or make jokes about me, I can tell they aren’t meant to hurt me.
KYLE: No never!
MICKEY: I like being with you Kyle! You’re my best friend.
Kyle starts to get a little hot under the collar and his face starts burning up a little.
KYLE: Heh! You shouldn’t word it that way hahaha!
MICKEY: Can…Can I tell you a secret…?
KYLE: Of course man! We are friends, spill!
Mickey rolls off of Kyles back and the two of them sit face to face.
MICKEY: Y-Y-You have to promise not to t-t-tell anyone, ok!?
KYLE: My lips are sealed.
MICKEY: I… think I have a crush on someone at our school…
KYLE: C-C-C-C-C-CRUSH!? HERE!? WHO???
MICKEY: Shh~! It’s a little embarrassing because I didn’t know that I liked guys until now…
KYLE: But…Who is it…?
MICKEY: Hehehe… If I tell you swear you won’t get mad…?
KYLE: Mad? Why would I be mad!?
MICKEY: People get weird when you talk about liking the same sex…I don’t want you to see me any differently…
KYLE: You’ll always be my little Mickey!
MICKEY: It’s…Kensuke!
Kyle maintains his big smile even though he is deeply saddened.
KYLE: Oh wow Kensuke huh!? I never would have guessed that. Have you talked to him about it?
MICKEY: Kind of…I kinda made a chump of myself. But he just told me that I was better off trying to find someone else. Someone better…but that just made me want him more for some reason…
Kyle takes a huge gulp to shallow his pride.
KYLE: Well…keep…trying. I’m happy for you.
MICKEY: Really!? Oh thank you Kyle, I knew I could trust you.
KYLE: Yup…that’s me…old trustworthy Kyle…
Meanwhile in Cyrus’s room. Cyrus is parting with some of him dorm-mates.
CYRUS: Ha-ha! YEAH BRO! Fuck it UP!
Then a loud knock on the door silences the entire event. He opens the door to see Dio.
DIO: Cy, what’s up?
CYRUS: Holy Mother-Fuckin Butter Balls! DIO! WHAT IS UP! El Queso-Dio!?
DIO: You got a sec? I need to talk to you.
CYRUS: Sure bro, anything for a bro in distress.
Cyrus steps out of his room, then he and Dio walk around the outside of the institute.
CYRUS: So what’s got my good time bro all up in his sad face feelings?
DIO: It’s your brother…
CYRUS: What about the Mallek?
DIO: When is he going to get it…? You said he was close to understanding! I keep trying but I don’t think he gets what I want.
Cyrus picks up a nut from the grass.
CYRUS: My bro’s like this nut…if you up and keep puttin’ the squeeze on him.
Cyrus crushes the nut with his bare hands then shows it to Dio.
CYRUS: You might wanna get yo wicked chill on before courting my bro…he has the will of a 100 blind swordsmen at a supermarket.
DIO: I swear…sometimes I wonder what the heck you are talking about.
CYRUS: Plus, your ship may be already swimming with the fishy.
DIO: Come again!?
CYRUS: There is different boat in this rat race, an endearing little boat with alluring peepers. And that bitch magical af. You don’t stand a chance.
DIO: So you are saying someone else wants Mallek? WHO!?
CYRUS: My Lips like Zip! Shhhh~ it’s time to move on bro… You’s a nut buster.
Meanwhile, back at the A Plot, Kensuke starts putting his stuff in his bags. Mallek grabs his arm angrily in protest.
MALLEK: What the heck man!? You can't be serious! What do you mean, you're leaving!?
Kensuke snatches his arm away and turns to him.
KENSUKE: Something dangerous is transpiring! And I can't just sit around waiting for it to blow up!
MALLEK: Why do we keep fighting like this?
KENSUKE: ...I don't know. So much is going on, ok!? I'm not trying to fight with you...you are supposed to be my friend.
MALLEK: Friends fight all the time but not like this... You need to tell me what's going on? Why are you trying to leave Grimwell!? You JUST got here!
KENSUKE: It's begun. Today I hung out with Mickey...and he kind of came on to me...
MALLEK: Mickey...? Huh. I never thought he'd ever work up the nerve.
KENSUKE: Huh...?
MALLEK: First you tell me what you think is going on.
KENSUKE: This is how it starts...Someone starts craving my attention or "liking" me. A power stronger than what my eye can do. Almost as if my aura itself is of giving of desire-
At that moment Kensuke body froze up, and his eyes go dark black, as if he was having an out of body experience. He loses his footing, and starts tumbling backwards. As he's falling Mallek quickly grabs hold to him, keeping him from hitting the back of his head.
MALLEK: Kenny...! KENNY!! KENSUKE!!!!
Mallek examines over Kensuke unconscious body, freaking out, then lays him down on the bed.
MALLEK: OH MY GOD!! KENSUKE WAKE UP! OH MAN, OH MAN, OH MAN!
He places his ear to his chest, trying to hear a beat. But nothing, he then tries to see if any air was coming out of his mouth. Nothing.
MALLEK: SHIT! HE'S NOT BREATHING!
Mallek moves closer to him then takes a deep breath. He leans in to give him mouth to mouth. When all of a sudden his eyes pops wide open.
KENSUKE: Uh...I think I just fainted... What are you doing...?
Kensuke realizes Mallek is over him in what looks like a kissing position. He gently, yet firmly tosses him off of him.
MALLEK: Ow! Dude I thought you were dead!
KENSUKE: So you tried to kiss me?
MALLEK: I was trying to save your life! You weren't breathing!
KENSUKE: I wasn't!!?? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN I WASN'T BREATHING!? Everything just stop for a second and my body felt numb and that's all I remember...I could've died...
MALLEK: Ok...ok...I am officially freaking out now.
KENSUKE: That's...never happened to me before. I was scared that I was going to die…
MALLEK: Don't you say that Kensuke! Don't you ever fucking say that...
KENSUKE: Let's just calm down. I think, I'm ok for now.
Mallek clutches him in his arms, then holds him close to his heart. Kensuke's face goes pale out of shock. Mallek robust arms cradling him. His hands petting the back of his head ever so gently.
MALLEK: Please don't scare me like that ever again...
KENSUKE: I...I... I’m sorry.
MALLEK: Kensuke...I don't want you to die...I don't want you to leave...
Kensuke's eyes widen, he could sense Mallek's body start trembling in terror. Kensuke takes his arms then hugs him back.
KENSUKE: Mallek...
MALLEK: I know, what you were talking about with all the aura stuff but… that's not what's up with Mickey...
KENSUKE: There's no other reason it could be.
MALLEK: He just has a crush on you, dude. I overheard him talking about it with his brother the other day...
KENSUKE: So... it’s not my dark aura...? He just...like me cause he likes me...?
MALLEK: I think?
KENSUKE: No one has ever liked me just because...It's always been because of magic...
Kensuke begins to tense up, Mallek squeezes him even harder.
MALLEK: Don't be afraid...
KENSUKE: How can I not be…? That’s more terrifying than anything I’ve ever faced…
MALLEK: Do you wanna stay like this for a while...?
KENSUKE: Yes...
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Flutter and Burn
SOULMATE!CALUM YEET OK ENJOY
Title: Flutter and Burn
Reader Pairing: Y/N and Calum
Rating: PG-13, some swearing and just a whole lotta fluff
Word Count: idfk honestly it’s lOng
Requested: Nope I’m just having feels
Description: In the world of soulmates, you’re destined to have one. But at the age of 22, Calum isn’t quite sure where his is, or if he even has one. Then one day, one glance, and a whole lotta feelings, Calum believes he has found them.
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Everyone has one. A soulmate, I mean. And with every person you ask that has found theirs, they’ll tell you the same thing.
“You just feel it. Even with their name being said, your heart will start to race. And when you finally see them, eye to eye, in person, no matter the distance, your heart starts to flutter, and then before you know it, it’ll start to burn. And it’ll burn badly until you look at them again. And that’s when you know who you’re dedicating your life too.”
My mom always told me that I’ll find my soulmate, and that immediately I’ll feel it. She used to tell me when she’d hear my father’s name before they ever knew each other, her heart would race and she’d get scared. Then she met my father and she understood.
I’ve never felt that, though. The instantaneous flutters, the racing pulse. I’ve never had a name that made me smile, at least not a name that wasn’t some celebrity I admired.
I sat in my room with my best friend Grace talking about the future event that’ll take place tomorrow.
“I’ve listened to them for six years, G. I’m finally gonna see them after six whole years.”
I rolled over onto my stomach to look at her and the poster she sat next to on my wall.
“They put on a great show. I’ve never heard of someone having a bad time at a 5sos show. Youngblood is also a new style, though, so I’m not sure how to prepare for their show this time.”
She smiled at me, soon looking back down on her phone and scrolling.
For my 19th birthday, my parents had gotten together with Grace to get me first row floor tickets to 5 Seconds of Summer, a band I’ve been obsessing over since I was 13. Grace had seen them twice before, back when they were more punky, and my family and I didn’t have money to go.
I sat up in my bed, tracing my hand along the Maori boy on the poster.
“I’m gonna see Calum in real life tomorrow. Literally less than 24 hours before I see his perfect face in person.”
My heart started to race even thinking about the show, my smile growing wider the longer I looked at one of the many of my 5sos posters.
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It was the next night, Grace and I standing in line for the show. It was a sold out show, me being lucky to have the seats that I do.
“The lines moving!” Grace said giddily.
“Are you excited?”
My head shook vigorously. Tears already beginning to well in my eyes. It was such a big moment for me.
I heard two girls talking loudly behind me.
“Dude, I cant wait to just see Calum’s hot ass face up close. Bro, what if he sweats on us in the pit?”
I giggled lightly to myself before feeling my heart rate pickup, causing me to feel light headed.
“Y/N! Dude, you look like you’re gonna pass out! You okay?”
I shook my head, the feeling going away.
“Yeah, I’m good. It was weird. My heart started to beat really fast and I got lightheaded. I’m good, I promise.”
Grace smiled at my own reassuring smile.
We approached the security workers and handed them our tickets as our turn was up.
“This is it, Y/N! You’re gonna see 5sos!”
My hands started to shake as I took my scanned ticket back from the worker, tears starting to well up in my eyes.
“I know,” I whispered in fear of my voice cracking.
“Let’s go get merch first! It’s always easier that way then waiting in line after the show.”
I nodded my head, and followed Grace around in the venue. We came across a big table with a bunch of shirts sitting on it along with a few other accessories. I went to pull out my money from my small backpack as she just smiled.
“Don’t worry, bro. I gotchu.”
I smiled at her and told the employee what shirt I’d like.
I put it in my backpack and thanked Grace as we walked towards the middle of the venue heading to our seats. We were in the front row, right behind the pit, smack dab in the middle of the stage.
Grace hugged me and pulled out her phone for a selfie.
“Happy late birthday, Y/N!” She said into the camera.
I hugged her back and smiled.
Soon the opening band came on, Grace and I standing up and jumping along to the few songs we knew. We sat down as they exited the stage, out of breath, and took drinks from our waters.
“5sos is next dude. I hope you’re excited, because I am.” I said, my hands shaking from my nerves.
Grace just laughed and smiled.
Before I knew it, Grace had her phone out recording me.
“Why’re you recording me?” I laughed.
She didn’t say anything, just smiled.
Next thing I knew a video was up on the screen in front of me.
The crowd began to chant.
“30! 29! 28! 27!”
I began to scream, understanding Grace wanted my reaction.
“10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5!”
“OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING!” I screamed.
“3! 2! 1!”
Screams erupted throughout the entire arena.
“Hey guys! We’re 5 Seconds of Summer. For some reason we’re expecting a delay, so sit tight!” Michael had said on the video displaying before us.
Everyone ‘boo’ed and ‘awe’d before the screen changed colors and Luke jumped into the frame.
“Sike!”
The screen went to black and a bass riff began to fill the ears of every patron in sight.
“GRACE! OH MY GOD! THAT’S CALUM! IT’S LUKE! MIKEY! HOLY SHIT ASH!”
She continued to film me screaming until I turned and looked at her with tears in my eyes.
“Thank you,” I mouthed.
She smiled and put her phone down.
They went through a couple songs before they began to talk.
I laughed at Michael’s jokes, and cheered when they’d say something important.
They began to play a few old songs, If You Don’t Know being one of them.
Soon it was Calum’s verse, and I shouted it loud.
During the middle of his solo he looked straight at me and smiled, and the second he looked away I felt a feeling I’ve never had before.
It started with the flutters, my heart doing backflips consistently.
I grasped onto Grace’s arm, my breathing beginning to fluctuate along with the flutters.
Then Calum had stopped singing immediately, clutching his chest with his hand. He began to pace his side of the stage as the rest of the music stopped altogether.
“Cal, man, you alright?” Luke asked into the mic.
Calum couldn’t hold a long enough breath to get his words out before his hand was back on his chest, hoping that adding pressure would stop the foreign feeling.
His other hand occupied his knee to hold himself up, as did my own.
Then I felt it.
The burn.
“GRACE!” I screamed.
Tears welled up in my eyes, both hands over my heart as I fell to the ground not being able to breathe.
She ran towards me quickly, crouching down to try to figure out what was wrong with me.
As I sat there, up on the stage Calum had thrown his bass to the ground with a hard thud, his hands holding his chest harshly as he fell to all fours trying to breathe.
Luke and Michael had set their guitars down and ran to Calum, as did Ashton from his drum set.
All you could hear was Calum’s screams of pain from the top of the stage through the microphone.
The girls around Grace and I ran over to help me try to breathe, noticing my tears.
“Y/N, where does it hurt?” Grace asked trying to stay calm.
“HEART! BURNS!” I choked out through the tears and pain.
The girls next to us gasped and smiled.
“Y/N,” one girl said, getting my name from Grace, “do you not understand what’s happening?”
I shook my head violently.
“We need to get her up towards the stage! Or at least get Calum to look over here! Their in the second stage of connecting with their soulmate! Calum is her soulmate!”
“CALUM!” The girls around us started to scream.
He looked up from his place crouched on the stage, a pained expression taking over his face.
“Y/N! Look at him! Now! He’s looking!” A girl said to me.
My eyes looked up, the tears falling from them as I held my chest tighter. Then I felt it. I felt the burning stop. I felt my heart begin to swell in such a pleasant way. I felt the chocolate brown eyes peer into my soul and make me smile. I felt complete. Full, even. I knew he was it.
“Dude, Calum Hood is your fucking soulmate.” ————————————————————
HI HELLO HERE’S PART TWO 
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Silent Falls (Chapter 8)
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Characters: Stanley Pines, Stanford Pines, Filbrick Pines, Pyramid Head and Bill Cipher.
Words: 4562 Rating: PG-13 for language. NOTE:  Many apologies for the long hiatus. Life is a wreck. Anyways, I've returned with an update! (I can finally access tumblr!) I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for all the likes and reblogs. Comments in tags are highly appreciated (it motivates me).
Chapter Eight
THEN
          Stanley watched as the coffin was lowered into the grave. Inside the coffin, his mother sleeps until the end of time. He feels nothing, and he wondered briefly if he should be concerned with his lack of emotion. His eyes were dry. There were no more tears to shed. The day was bright and the birds sang merrily above their heads. A contradiction to the atmosphere surrounding the small crowd of people who attended the funeral. A crow cawed and Stanley raised his eyes to stare at it as it perched on a nearby tombstone. It stared at him with its beady eyes. It cawed once more before taking flight.
          Shermie let out a choked sob beside him and he stepped closer to his brother, the back of his left hand brushing against Shermie’s clenched right hand. Filbrick’s hand lay on his eldest son’s back, between his shoulder blades, and his thumb absentmindedly rubbed at the nape of his son’s neck as a sign of comfort. He was silent but his eyes were red as he stared at his wife’s coffin. His mind whirling with questions. Lisa’s death was so sudden. He had lost one of his sons not four months ago. Why is this happening to their family? He glanced at Stanley who was staring at him with blank eyes. He wondered what was going on in his son’s head at that moment. Stanley blinked once, then moved his gaze to the coffin and narrowed his eyes.
          The three remaining Pines returned home in silence. Filbrick took out a bottle of whiskey and sat alone in the kitchen while his sons went to their respective rooms upstairs to mourn.
          Stanley tossed his tie and coat onto the chair before he sat on his bed.  He could hear Shermie crying in his room. Shermie was always an open book. He wear his heart on his sleeve. The overly emotional brother of the Pines brothers. Stanley he pondered if he should go comfort his brother.
          It wasn’t an accident .
          Stanley looked up and a girl was standing in front of him. She flickered like static in a television. His brows furrowed, “What do you mean?”
          Your mother… she was murdered.
          “What?”
          She got too close. She knows their secrets. The secrets they keep in Silent Falls.
          Stanley stood up and the girl flickered out of sight. He gasped and looked around the room. His thoughts filled with questions: murdered? Ma was murdered? Why? What was she doing at Silent Falls? Wasn’t she visiting his grandparents? Who killed her?
          He needed to know. He left his room and went downstairs. His strides wide and quick as he approached the kitchen, “Pa?”
          Filbrick looked up at him with swollen red eyes. Stanley noticed the bottle of whiskey was almost empty. He knew his father was drunk and he should just leave him alone. However, he couldn’t stop himself, “Why was ma in Silent Falls?”
          Filbrick’s eyes narrowed, “What?”
          Stanley knew he should back off but he couldn’t seem to do so. He wanted answers, “Why was she in Silent Falls?”
          Filbrick stood up unsteadily, “What are you talking about?”
          His son stared at him, confused, “Didn’t you say she went to visit her parents?”
          The oldest Pines gulped, “Stan… your grandparents live up in Ashfield. They don’t live in Silent Falls anymore. Not for thirty years.”
          Stanley frowned in confusion. His father approached him unsteadily, staring at him with worry. Stanley’s frown deepened when he saw a hint of fear in his father’s eyes. He tilted his head, “Didn’t she die in Silent Falls?”
          Filbrick’s eyes widened and he grabbed his son’s shoulders, “Stop saying that damned town’s name!”
          “D-dad?” asked Stanley, shocked at his father’s reaction.
          Filbrick began shaking him frantically, “I don’t want to hear that name ever again! You hear me boy?! Do you hear me?!”
          “Dad! What are you doing?!” Shermie exclaimed as he rushed in to separate his father from his brother. He frowned when he smelled whiskey in his father’s breath. He was startled when his father grabbed the front of his shirt and tugged him forward. He nearly fell forward at the sudden shift of his balance.
          “And you Shermie! Don’t you ever go near that town!” Filbrick growled.
          Shermie grabbed his father's wrist, his heart pounding, “Dad, let go!”
          “Please say you won’t go near that town! Never!”
          “What’s got into you dad?! What town?”
          “What’s in Silent Falls?” asked Stanley.
          Filbrick and Shermie stiffened as they stared at the youngest Pines. Stanley’s eyes glowed eerily in the dark. Anger flashed in Filbrick’s eyes and before Shermie could stop him, he swung a fist at his youngest son. Stanley’s head snapped to the right and he stumbled a few steps back.
          Shermie gasped, “What the fuck dad?!”
          “Don’t.you.ever.say.that.town’s.name!” Filbrick growled, his eyes gleaming dangerously.
          Shermie stepped between his father and brother protectively, “STOP! You’re drunk dad!”
          “Dad… I-I’m sorry,” said Stanley shakily as he stared at his father with wide eyes, hurt and betrayal shining in them. Filbrick’s anger was quickly snuffed out and was replaced with guilt. He realized this was the first time he hurt one of his sons physically. What have I done? He thought, horrified. He took a step forward but Shermie quickly placed a palm against his chest to stop him. His son glared at him, silently giving him a warning.
          “Don’t apologize Stanley. Not your fault. Why don’t you go upstairs?” said Shermie soothingly.
          Stanley nodded numbly and turned to leave. Once he was out of sight, Shermie shifted his gaze to his father, his eyes narrowed and nostrils flared in anger, “What’s wrong with you?! I know you’re grieving but seriously dad! What the fuck man?!”
          “I- I don’t... “ Filbrick couldn’t finish. He was speechless.
          Shermie shook his head with a huff, “Go to bed and sober up dad. We’ll talk in the morning.”
          Filbrick watched his son jogged up the stairs. He rubbed a hand on his face and sighed wearily as he wandered toward his bedroom. When he pushed the door open, he was swamped with loneliness and emptiness. Usually, Lisa would be sitting in bed with a book or cross stitching something. Now it’s empty. He trudged toward the bed and flopped down on his side. He let out a shaky breath and a choked sob as he let the tears fall freely, “Lisa… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
          “Hey,” said Shermie.
          Stanley looked up at him with wide eyes, “Shemie, I didn’t-”
          “It’s okay Stan. Here, lemme see the damage,” said the eldest brother as he approached him. He turned on the bedside lamp and Stanley flinched at the bright light. His brother gently held his face and assessed him. He clicked his tongue, “It’s not bad. You’ll probably get a bruise.”
          “Nothing I never had before,” said Stanley as he pulled away from his brother’s hands. His brother frowned at those words.
          Shermie sat down beside him, their shoulder touching, “A-are you going to be alright Stan?”
          “I’ll live. Like I said, nothing I’ve-”
          “I mean without mom,” said Shermie shakily. His eyes prickled with tears at the thought of their deceased mother.
          Stanley was silent for a long moment, “I dunno.”
          “Maybe you should come live with me?” said Shermie.
          “Sherm, I got school.”
          “I know, sorry. That was a dumb suggestion.”
          “... I’ll go with you though, once I graduate high school.”
          Shermie turned to him, “Really?”
          Stanley smiled, “Yeah. I applied to GHU remember?”
          “Right. Did you…”
          “No. He still didn’t know.”
          “Are you going to tell him?”
          Stanley was silent.
          “Stan?”
          “Maybe after I graduate.”
          Shermie nodded, “Okay.”
          The brothers sat in silence. Shermie was startled when Stanley suddenly leaned heavily against him, “I miss ma…”
          “I miss her too brother,” said Shermie as he wrapped an arm around his brother’s shoulder and gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze. He heard his brother gasped and flinched, “Stan?”
          “N-nothing. Just… startled.”
          Shermie frowned but he didn’t push for an answer. A few minutes later, his brother’s breathing evened out. He carefully maneuvered his brother and lay him down gently. He took off his shoes and wondered if he should take off his brother’s dress shirt but decided against it when his brother shivered. He pulled the blanket over him and ruffled his hair affectionately, “Good night Stan.”
          When he left, he didn’t hear his brother’s quiet whimper as he rolled onto his left side to alleviate the pain on his right shoulder. Stanley cracked his eyes open, “G’night Sherm…”
          When morning came, both brothers had their breakfast in silence. Their father had left early. ‘Off to work’ as the little note on the fridge says. But both brothers knew he was avoiding them after last night's event. Shermie was staring into space, his coffee forgotten and gone cold. Stanley stared at his cereals sleepily, eyes red with lack of sleep. He was plagued by nightmares but fortunately he didn’t make a ruckus to alert his brother. He was dreaming about that place again. Silent Falls.
          “I have to go back to Gravity Hills on Saturday,” said Shermie cautiously.
          Stanley nodded, “The day after tomorrow.”
          “Maybe I should take another week off?”
          Stanley looked at his brother, “Sherm, you’re in your final term. You got a thesis and a portfolio to finish.”
          “Ah, right. I shouldn’t waste anymore time…”
          Shermie took a sip of his cold coffee and he met his brother’s gaze, eyes glistening, “I’m sorry I have to leave you.”
          Stanley sighed and gave him a small smile, “You big softie. I’ll be fine. I got dad.”
          Shermie’s eyes darkened, “That’s what I’m worried about.”
          “Hey, dad was drunk and upset last night. I’m sure he didn’t mean to hit me. He ain’t thinkin’ straight.”
          “What if he gets drunk every night while I’m not here? What if he hurts you?”
          “C’mon bro. It's dad. Besides, I’m a big boy. I can take care of myself. I’ll stay out of his sight whenever he’s drunk. It’ll be fine.”
          Shermie seemed to contemplate about it, “Okay. But if he hurts you, you call me!”
          Stanley nodded, “I will.”
          “Promise?” asked Shermie, his voice small and hopeful.
          Stanley smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes, “Promise.”
          Two days later, Stanley watched his brother drove off solemnly. His father wasn’t home so he was left alone. He sighed and closed the door behind him. The house was silent and cold. He tried to remember when it was warm and filled with laughter but it was no use. He was actually relieved Shermie didn’t ask him about… about the brother he couldn’t remember. He frowned and rubbed his dully throbbing temple. He went up to his room and dug out a journal he had been keeping and opened it. The most common words written in the journal were; Stanford , Silent Falls and accident. The three keys to his memory loss.
          He pressed his lips in a firm line and read through the pages, hoping to remember details. He made plans for the future. One day he’s going there. He’ll go to Silent Falls and find out the truth.
NOW
          Stanley wasn’t sure how long he has been walking but the stairs seemed to stretch on forever into darkness. He mused if it’s leading him to Hell and shook his head to banish the thought. He glanced at his torch and he began to worry it wouldn’t last long. The flame flickered and he paused. He could feel a cool breeze. He quickened his pace and he finally saw the bottom of the stairs. The flat ground was wet and covered in moss. There was a rusty metal door, that resembles a submarine door, at the end of the narrow passage.
          Stanley wedged the torch between a crack in the wall so his hands are free to turn the wheel on the door. He grunted as he had to pull with all his might. The wheel gave a screech as it turned on it’s rusted axle. A gust of wind burst through the opened door that it blew out the torch. However, there was light coming from the other side. Stanley cautiously went through the door.
          The room was spacious and dimly lit. Stanley sputtered when a black butterfly flew at his face. He waved it away with a scowl. He looked around and concluded he’s in a boiler room. There was a spiral stairs and he walked up, hoping to find the exit since he didn’t see one on the floor he was standing. He reached the top and opened the door. What he saw shocked him.
          “What the heck?”
          He was in a forest. He looked behind him and wondered how he ended up on the surface when he was sure he had walked a very long way down in the dark passage. He cautiously stepped out and the leaves crunched under his foot. The ground was solid. He shut the door behind him. It seemed like he had step out of a concrete box. He decided not to dwell too long and that he should find his way back to town.
          “Stan?”
          Stanley looked up when he heard rustling. Edward climbed down a nearby tree and dust his hands on his jeans. He stared at Stanley with wide eyes, “You’re alive!”
          “Eddie! How did you- Why did you run off?!”
          Edward rolled his eyes, “Duh! I had to hide from the monsters. Weren’t you listening to me?”
          Stanley looked at him over quickly. The teenager looked unharmed and his eyes showed more clarity than the last time he saw the kid. Edward combed his hair back with his hand, “So did you find that friend of yours?”
          Stanley shook his head, “No.”
          “Bummer man. Look, I don’t know about you, but I’m gonna leave Freaky Town.”
          Stanley looked around and saw clouds of mist appearing around them, “I thought you said we can’t-”
          “Only when there’s fog. It’s safe now. We’re back in the real world! See? The sky is clear!” said the teenager with a grin as he motioned around him.
          “Edward… I can see the fog.”
          The smile on the teen’s face disappeared and his eyes widened with worry, “Oh no. You have unfinished business here.”
          “Unfinished bus-”
          “You better run Stan! Find a safe place!” said Edward frantically as he began to fade from his sight.
          “Where?! We’re in a forest!” said Stanley as the fog swiftly rolled in as if it was alive and wanted to devour him. Everything seemed to turn dark and grey.
          “STAN, RUN!” cried Edward’s voice from beyond the fog.
          Stanley cursed under his breath when he heard a howl. He turned and started running. His eyes darted around looking for threats. The trees creaked as they shriveled and turned black. The leaves falling and disintegrating into ash. Stanley coughed when the smell of smoke assaulted his nose and his eyes stung. He blinked and tears washed away the ash that got into his eyes. He could see light in the distant and he quickened his pace.
          As he got closer, he slowed down to a halt and his eyes widened as he stared at the burning building. He could see a cross on one of the two towers and guessed it was a church. The flames were fierce as they devour the building. The hot air wrapped around him and the air stifling. His clothes began to get soaked with sweat.
<center> Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
Ashes, ashes,
They all fall down! </center>
          Stanley saw a girl dancing a few feet from the burning building. She was wearing a white nightgown which was stained with dirt and soot. Her long blonde hair flying around her as she twirled. He ran toward her, “Hey! Get away from there!”
          The girl spun around with a gasp, startled. She stared at him with wide fearful eyes. Stanley’s breath caught in his throat as he stared at the familiar face. Alessa?! She looks younger but she is definitely the ghostly girl he kept seeing. He could see she was ready to run and he quickly raised a placating hand, “It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.”
          “W-who are you?” she asked with a small voice, her bottom lip quivering.
          “I… I’m Stanley and I’m kinda lost. What’s your name sweetie?”
          She looked around anxiously, “I’m not supposed to talk to strangers. Aunt Christa will not be pleased.”
          “You can talk with me. You see, I’m a policeman,” he lied.
          Her eyes widened with wonder, “A policeman? Then you must be a good man!”
          Stanley smiled at her. She smiled back shyly, “My name is Pacifica.”
          “Pacifica. That’s a nice name.”
          They jumped when there was a loud groan and the burning church began to collapse. Stanley instinctively pulled Pacifica into his arms and took her away from the burning building. He watched as it collapsed, “What happened here?”
          “She burned it down,” said Pacifica.
          Stanley looked down at her, “Who?”
          Pacifica shook her head, “I shouldn’t say her name. It’s forbidden to say her name. Aunt Christa says it’s bad luck.”
          Stanley frowned, “Why are you here alone Pacifica?”
          The girl pursed her lips, “I’m not alone.” She smiled widely and poked his nose gently, “I’m with you!”
          Stanley couldn’t help but chuckle, “Smart ass.”
          Pacifica’s eyes widened and she gasped, “You said a bad word!”
          “Sorry,” said the man as he put her down. He frowned when he realized she was barefooted and that her feet were covered in cuts, “Pacifica, your feet...”
          “Huh? Oh, it’s okay! I’m used to it!” she beamed as she wiggled her toes.
          Stanley straightened and looked around, “Where is everyone?”
          “They’re all dead.”
          His eyes darted to her and he was disturbed by the way she said it calmly, “What do you mean sweetie?”
          “She killed them. They were mean to me and she killed them and burned them.”
          “Who?”
          “I’m not allowed to say her name.”
          Stanley knelt in front of her, “Is she a bad person?”
          The girl shook her head, “She’s not a bad person. She protects me!”
          “But sweetie, what she did… it’s not right.”
          “But… they were mean and horrible to me. They hurt me!”
          Stanley’s eyes softened as he took her small hands in his, “Pacifica, I’ll-”
          “Get your hands off her!” a woman shouted as she approached them with a frown.
          Stanley stood up to face her and he didn't miss the way Pacifica gasped in fear and quickly hide behind him. He sized the approaching woman. She had dark brown hair tied up in a tight bun and narrow brown eyes. Her face was sharp and so was her nose. Her lips thin and covered in dark red lipstick. She was a good one foot shorter than him. He could take her down if he need to, he mused. She was wearing a long black dress with white collar and cuffs. He blinked, is she a nun?
          “Aunt Christabella,” Pacifica whispered fearfully. Stanley instinctively pushed her behind him to keep her out of the woman’s sight.
          “Come to me Pacifica!” said Christabella sternly.
          Pacifica hesitated and Stanley spoke up, “Who are you?”
          The woman glared at him, “I am her guardian.”
          “You left her alone!”
          “I did not! I went to make sure everyone is safely out of the burning building!” said Christabella as she motioned at what used to be a church. She glared down at Pacifica, “And this little rascal had wandered off from the group! You had me worried young lady!”
          “I’m sorry,” said Pacifica in a quiet voice.
          Christabella grabbed her and pulled her along, “Come, we need to get back to the group!”
          “Hey now, no need to be rough with the kid," said Stanley as he followed them.
          Christabella stopped and turned to him, her eyes judging him warily, “Who are you? I have never seen you around town before.”
          “I’m Stanley Pines. I’m from Gravity Hills and was just passing through. Car broke down on the way,” he lied again. He nodded to the still burning church, “Saw the smoke and ran here to see what happened.”
          “Well, I’ve called the fire department and they’re on their way. You should go along now and get help for your car.”
          Stanley didn’t like the woman. He glanced at Pacifica who stared at him with pleading wide eyes. He wanted to help her. She’s obviously afraid of this woman. But he couldn’t do anything as Christabella tugged at the little girl. Pacifica threw another look at him over her shoulder, her eyes calling to him for help. Stanley jogged after them, “Wait!”
          Christabella stopped again and turned to him, annoyance evident on her face, “What is it now Mr. Pines?”
          “I need a phone.”
          The woman seemed to chew at the inside of her cheeks. She tilted her head, “There’s a telephone booth near the entrance gate.”
          Stanley looked to where she motioned and he could see the black painted gates. It struck him odd that there’s a telephone booth at the entrance of the church. He nodded his thanks to her and glanced at Pacifica who mouthed, please don’t go ! He was torn. If he took the girl with him and ran off, he could end up in trouble. He’s in a strange place after all. And he didn’t want to endanger her what with monsters that tend to show up whenever the fog appears.
          “Is everyone safely out of the church?” he asked, stalling the woman.
          Christabella’s brows furrowed, “Yes, and this is not a church, it’s an orphanage.”
          “Oh.”
          “I must leave now. The children must be terrified.”
          “W-wait!” Pacifica blurted out. She pulled her arm free and ran to hug Stanley. Her short arms wrapped around his waist. She looked up at him and whispered, “Be safe, Lee!”
          Stanley’s heart stuttered at the name. Only his brothers called him that. It was their affectionate nickname for him especially from Stanford. Ford , his heart whispered with an ache. Pacifica dug out something from her nightgown pocket and placed it in his right hand. She curled his fingers around it and kissed them, “This’ll protect you!”
          “Sister Christabella?” asked a small voice.
          Stanley looked up and he held his breath when he saw a small boy with curly brown hair and large brown eyes. His large glasses resting at the bridge of his nose and freckles peppered his cheeks. The boy resembles someone he knows. Someone he grew up with. The boy stared at him anxiously and he quickly hid his hands behind his back making Stanley curious of his action. Pacifica ran to the boy and grabbed one of his hands, “Ford! Are you alright?”
          Stanley nearly choked when he heard the name, “Ford?” he whispered.
          Christabella clicked her tongue in annoyance, “Oxford! I told you to stay with the group didn’t I?”
          The boy, Oxford, bowed his head, “I’m sorry Sister Christabella. I was worried about Paz.”
          “It’s alright, Ford. I’m okay!” said Pacifica cheerfully.
          Oxford examined her with his eyes and nodded, “Okay.”
          “Come children. Let’s hurry back to the group,” said Christabella as she ushered them away. Pacifica waved at Stanley sadly. Oxford turned to him and gave him a shy wave as well before he quickly hid his hand. Stanley’s eyes widened and his vision blurred with tears. He didn’t miss it. Oxford has six fingers and that made his heart stutter and ached so much it physically hurts. I’m a freak, Lee, a small voice whispered in his head sadly.
          “No. No you’re not,” he whispered without being aware. He watched the two children disappear with Christabella to the other side of the still burning building. Stanley let out a stuttering sigh and opened his hand to see a black butterfly brooch in his hand. His brows knitted in confusion but he decided to keep it with him. He put it in a small pocket inside his coat and then walked toward the telephone booth. He heard a rumble and saw a bus filled with children drove out of the orphanage’s courtyard. He saw a glimpse of Pacifica and Oxford staring at him solemnly. His eyes focused on Oxford’s six fingered hand pressed against the window.
          Memories flashed to the forefront of his mind. A boy with tears in his brown eyes staring at him sadly as he raised his hands, “ I’m a freak, Lee. ”
          Stanley grabbed those hands and gave them a gentle squeeze, “No. No you’re not! You’re my brother, Ford!”
          Stanford let out a choked sob, “I’m sorry you got hurt because of me.”
          Stanley’s eyes softened, “Don’t be. I’ll do it a million times if I have to. I’m not going to let anyone hurt you because you’re different Ford.”
          Stanford shook his head, “Why am I so different? Why do I have these?!”
          “Hey, hey now brother. Remember what ma said? You’re unique. You’re special.”
          “But-”
          “Ford, you’re the smartest kid I know! You’re also the bravest!”
          Stanford let out a short laugh, “Not as brave as you though…”
          “Point is, I’ll never stop loving you. Yeah, you’re different and people call you a freak but that doesn’t matter! I’m here. Shermie’s here. Even ma and pa! We’re a bunch of freaks! A family of freaks!”
          Stanford laughed, amused, and Stanley smiled as his brother gave him a light shove, “You’re not making sense!”
          Stanley rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. Stanford put a hand on his shoulder and gave a gentle squeeze, “Thanks, Lee.”
          “Anytime,” said Stanley as he helped his brother to his feet. He started to pick up his brother’s scattered books and papers. And when he straightened, his brother was staring at him with a sad smile, “What?”
          “You’re an idiot Stan,” he said it sadly. His eyes sorrowful and pained. He wanted to say more but he couldn’t say it.
          Stanley patted his brother’s chest with the books and papers in his hands lightly, “Well… you’re my freak and I’m your idiot. Deal with it.”
          They turned when they heard heavy footsteps. Shermie appeared from the corner and he sprinted towards them. His eyes wide with worry, “Guys! Are you alright?! I heard from Starla-”
          “We’re fine Sherm. I kicked those bozos ass!”
          “Language, Stan!” warned Shermie.
          Stanley rolled his eyes exasperatedly. He protested as Shermie began fussing over him and his twin, “Hey, back off! You’re worst than ma!”
          “B-but I’m your big brother! I’m supposed to protect you!” said Shermie as his eyes shone with tears. Leave it to Shermie to get emotionally worked up. Stanley sighed and glanced at Stanford who gave him an amused smile. Stanford pushed his glasses up, “Let’s go home.”
          As they walked, Stanley grabbed his twin's hand, startling him. Stanford gave him a questioning look and Stanley gazed back with a determined look in his eyes. He’s not going to let anyone hurt his brother for being different. He’ll make sure of it.
          “But I failed,” Stanley whispered as he pressed his forehead against the glass wall of the telephone booth, his shoulders trembling. Tears streamed down his cheeks and leaving dark stains on the floor, “I failed.”
Hey guys, good news! Chapter 9 is in progress and may be uploaded sooner! I’m on a roll!
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Make a Move (Chapter 8)
Fandom: Until Dawn
Genre: Romance, Humor, Tragedy, Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: Josh x OC
Rated: M
Warnings: Language,
(First) (Previous)
The lights came on and Chris and Ashley lifted their heads to see they were both alive. Ashley saw Josh in his mask pulling along a restrained, crying, Maxine.
“Noo! No no no! Get away!!!” Ashley screamed.
“Max!” Chris tried to shot Josh but nothing happened.  Josh held out the arm that wasn’t holding Maxine.
“Oh Chris…” he said. “Oh Chris, Chris, Chris, Chris.” Maxine pretended to struggle as Josh walked around the two.
“What the fuck?!” Chris looked at the gun.
“Oh you’ve heard of blanks before.” Josh said. “I mean really?” he stopped and took his mask off with one had as his other let go of Maxine’s wrists.
“Josh?” Chris asked. Maxine took the tape off her mouth and held out her arms.
“Tada!”
“Max?” Ashley gasped. Josh burst out laughing as he threw an arm around Maxine.
“Hahahahahaha!” Josh walked around the table with her again.
“Josh!” Maxine turned to see Sam and Mike had entered the room.
“Josh…” Mike said. “Max?”
“Oh, oh very good!” Josh said. Sam moved over to Ashley to set her free as Mike went to Chris. “Every one of you! Got my name! And after all you’ve been through! Good-good-good-good. I mean how does that feel? Right? How does it feel? Do you enjoy feeling terrorized? Humiliated? I mean, panicked. All those emotions that my sisters got to feel once one year ago! O-Only guess what, they didn’t get to laugh it off! No! Nope! No no no! They’re gone!”
“I don’t know if you noticed this, Josh, but none of us are laughing.” Mike said.
“Oh come, come- come- come- come. Why the long faces? Come on!” Josh said. “It’s good to get the heart racing every now and then, right? And race they did, I mean, every one of you just pitter-pat, pitter-pat!” he slapped the back of his hand on his palm. “I hope you appreciated my little phantasmagorical, spectacle! I mean, no detail too small! No opportunity missed! It was such a delight to play the puppet master to all of your Pavlovian panic! And all that gore? I mean, gore, there was gore galore!! Fake bodies… I mean, god that shit was expensive! And no retakes! Nope, nope, nope, only double takes! And who could forget our wonderful, beautiful actress-“ he put his hands on Maxine’s shoulders from behind her. “Maxine! Wasn’t she amazing! Truly believable; she deserves an Emmy!” he laughed. “Oh you should have seen your faces. Hook line and sinker for every little stinker!”
“Josh… Max… Why are you doing this?” Sam asked.
“Don’t even ask this squirrelly little runt. He’s got no clue.” Mike said. “He’s out of this fucking tree.”
“Well he’s definitely off his meds.” Chris said.
“What about you, Max? Why did you do this to us?” Ashley asked. “What did we do to you?! Why would you help him?!”
“It’s nothing personal.” Maxine said. “I just know what it feels like to lose people I love because someone thought it would be funny to… play a harmless prank.” Maxine snapped. “Why wouldn’t I help him.” Josh looked at her before looking at his friends.
“Aw come on, you guys. Revenge is the best medicine!” Josh said.
“You’re done.” Mike said.
“Mike, he’s sick-“ Chris said.
“What? Come on, you guys are all going to thank me when you guys become internet sensations!” Josh said.
“Wait, w-what…?”
“Oh you better believe this little puppy is going viral ladies and germs.” Josh said. “I mean we got unrequited love. We got… we got blood! I don’t think there’s enough hard drives in China to count all the views we’re gunna get, you guys.”
“What are you talking about, you ass hat?” Mike asked. “Jessica is fucking dead!”
“What?” Josh asked. Maxine’s eyes widened.
“Did you hear me?” Mike asked. “Jessica is dead and you are gunna fucking pay you dick!!!” Maxine screamed as Mike hit Josh with a pistol.
“Josh!” she quickly checked his head. “Why would you do that?!”
“Jessica is dead because of this prick!”  Mike spat as he got Chris and Ashley loose.
“We didn't do anything to her! Josh specifically sent two to the other cabin. We never went anywhere near it!
“Tie him up.” Mike told Chris. Maxine stood and took a step back. “We're not tying you up. You're staying with the girls.”
“Where are you gunna take him?”
“Just somewhere I can keep an eye on him.”
“Just please don't hurt him.” Maxine pleaded. “We didn’t hurt Jess I swear. I don’t know what happened to her but we have nothing to do with it!”
“Why should I believe you?” Mike asked. “You apparently a wonderful actress.” Maxine started to chew on her lip before she looked down at Josh who was being tied up by Chris.
“Why did you go along with this? We never did anything to you.” Sam said. “How could you do this to people you’ve only just met.”
“I-I...”
“It's cause she's in love with Josh.” Mike said. “She has the same look... Hannah did.” Maxine's face went red and she looked down at her feet.
“I'm sorry. We never meant for anyone to actually hurt, I swear, we have no idea what happened to Jess.” Maxine said. “Just… please don't hurt him.” she said as she watched Chris pull Josh up.
“Bring her upstairs.” Mike said to Sam. Sam nodded and took Maxine’s arm.
“What did you do with Max? Where’s Max?! Where is she?!” Josh shouted as Mike pushed him forward.
“She's fine. She's back at the lodge with the girls.” Chris said.
“You really brain washed that girl didn't you?” Mike asked.
“What are you- what are you talking about?” Josh asked.
“Maxine would've done anything you asked of her. How'd you get her to go along with all this? How did you convince a nice girl like her to be cruel to people she doesn't even know?”
“S-she wanted to help me. I-I don't know why she went along with it but just leave her alone. All-all of this was my idea; don't take it out on her. D-Don't blame her!”
“Relax.” Chris said. “All the blame belongs to you.”
“Where are we going?” Josh asked. “Where are you guys taking me?” Mike pushed Josh so he stumbled to the ground.
“Locking you up, bro.” Mike said.
“What?!”
“So you can’t do anything stupid before we call the police in the morning.” Mike said.
“Come on! I didn’t do anything- Ask Max!”
“Are you serious, bro?” Chris asked.
“You’re a goddamned murderer is what you are.” Mike said.
“I didn’t do it, Michael please! Just listen to me, man! We- I did not hurt Jessica-“ Josh said.
“You know what man? You need to shut up.” Chris said.
“I don’t get it, Max.” Sam said as she paced in front of Maxine who sat on the couch hugging her legs.
“I mean, I get that you like Josh but why go so far as to torment people you don’t even know?” Ashley asked.
“We didn’t do anything to Jessica, I swear.” Maxine said.
“What about us?” Sam asked. “I mean, we’ve never done anything to hurt you.”
“Josh told me about how you guys played that prank on Hannah.” Maxine said as she looked at Ashley. “That stupid prank cost Josh his sisters. Two years ago these… punks decided it would hilarious to teepee my house and then set the toilet paper on fire.” Sam stopped pacing. “I was homeschooled so I didn’t have any friends… I lost my parents, my home… I almost died… everything was just taken away and I was left alone… until…” Maxine looked down.
“Do you take medication?” Sam asked. Maxine nodded.
“Just to help me sleep though.” she said. “Otherwise I have nightmares.
“Did you know Josh had stopped taking his meds?” Sam asked. Maxine peeked up at her and nodded.
“It wasn’t all ill intent. We…” she glanced at Ashley. “We were trying to get you to admit your feelings to each other.”
“ ‘Traumatic event’…” Sam said shaking her head. The door opened and Chris came in.
“Mike’s staying with Josh in the shed.” He told the girls. “Max…” Maxine hid her face against her knees.
“Chris.” Ashley said as she stood. She walked up to him before leading him away. Maxine picked up her head and she and Sam looked over at the two to see Ashley whispering to Chris. After a moment Chris’ eyes widened and he looked at Maxine who hid her face again.
“Let me in! Let me IN!!” Emily screamed as she pounded on the door.
“Is that-?” Ashley and Maxine got up.
“It’s Em!!” Sam said.
“Let her in! Quick!” Chris said as everyone rushed to the door. He pulled the door open and Emily fell in.
“Shut the door! Oh my god- shut the door!!!” Emily screamed as she backed herself away. Sam, Ashley and Maxine pulled her back and up.
“Em, are you alright?” Chris asked.
“I didn’t think that I’d make it-“ Emily said as the girls led her back to the couch.
“You were screaming bloody murder.” Chris said.
“Are you okay?” Sam asked.
“You look totally wiped-“ Ashley said.
“There was something-“ Emily said.
“Where’s Matt?”
“Come sit down, sit down.” Sam said.  
“Something’s out there-“
“Did you guys split up?” Ashley asked.
“A monster- it’s a monster!” Emily said.
“Wait!” Chris said. “What are you talking about?”
“I said, there is something out there-!”
“Like what?” Ashley asked.
“Ash, relax. It was Josh, it was all Josh.” Sam said.
“No no no no listen to me-“ Emily said.
“We got him tied up, he can’t hurt you.” Sam said.
“NO it was after me. And it wasn’t human-“ Emily said. She turned to Maxine. “Max that scream we heard in the wood before!”
“That was just an animal, Em…” Maxine said shaking her head.
“Hold on…” Chris said. “Em, can you tell us exactly what happened?”
“I am trying to tell you.” She said. “We were climbing up the tower and it- it fell. The whole tower just fell! Right into the mines-“
“Whoa whoa whoa, what mines?” Chris asked.
“There are these mine shafts all over, running under everything, when the tower fell we ended up down there.”
“I don’t understand, the tower fell?” Ashley asked.
“How’d it fall?” Sam asked.
“I-I was walking down there, in the mines, and it was dark and I found this pile and … there was Beth’s head.”
“Wait, what?!” Chris leaned back.
“Beth’s head. I found it.” Emily said.
“Oh my god!” Ashley said.
“What the fuck?” Chris asked.
“Are you serious?!” Sam asked.
“Yes I’m serious!” Emily said. “I think they fell down there.”
“Jesus Christ.” Chris said.
“But the worst part is I don’t think Hannah died. Like from the fall, not right away…” Emily said as she held herself.
“What? What do you mean?” Ashley asked.
“I don’t know… I feel like she was down there… like, starving to death… for weeks…when we were all up here looking for her… we had no idea!” Emily said.
“Oh god…” Maxine breathed as she put hand over her mouth.
“Jesus, that’s… horrible…” Chris said.
“Listen. In… in the tower there was a radio and I-I got through to someone – but that was right when the tower collapsed!” Emily said. Mike came into the room and saw her.
“Em!” Emily stood and they hugged. “You made it!”
“Oh god, Mike-“ Emily said. Maxine stood and put a hand on Mike’s arm.
“Mike-“
“Yeah, yeah, barely.” Chris said.
“What about Matt?”
“We’re trying to figure that out.” Ashley said.
“Mike did you just leave Josh out there on his own-?” Maxine tried to ask but was drowned out by the others.
“And there was this ‘monster’ that was chasing her…” Chris said.
“She’s all messed up, guys” Matt said. “Emily? Hey, Em?” Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“Whoa.” Chris said.
“Who the fuck can that be?” Mike whispered.
“Josh?” Ashley and Maxine asked at the same time.
“Jess?” Chris asked.
“It’s not Jess.” Mike said.
“Sorry man… but who is it?”
“I don’t know… we should check it out.”
“I got your back.” Chris said.
“Good.” Mike said. The two headed to the door. Mike held up his pistol and Chris opened the door as a man kicked it in, disarmed Mike and closed the door behind him.
“Okay everybody just calm down.” The stranger said. “Now just move over there.” Chris and Mike went back to the girls. “Go on, move! Let me say what I came to say. I’m here to tell you what you’re up against being back on this mountain.” The girls and Chris sat down on the couch. “You should never have returned.” He dropped a bag next to the fireplace. “I don’t know why you did after what happened last year.”
“You mean with Hannah and Beth?” Ashley asked.
“Yeah, how could you know without being involved-“ Chris asked.
“Or responsible- ?!” Sam asked.
“You hold onto your horses. I don’t take kindly to you kids coming up here to my mountain.” The stranger said.
“Your mountain?” Mike scoffed. “I’m sure the Washingtons would be very surprised to hear that.”
“Hehheh. Well this mountain don’t belong to me, it’s true. But it don’t belong to the Washingtons. This mountain belongs to the Wendigo.”
“Who?” Chris asked.
“What’s he talking about?” Sam asked.
“What’s a Wendigo?” Mike asked.
“Let’s hear him out.” Sam said.
“Not like we have a choice.” Mike said.
“Now I’m only going to tell you this once. It doesn’t matter to me if you believe it or not.” The stranger said. “I got reasons I want to… get it off my chest…”
“See? I told you!” Mike said. “He’s guilty as shit! Guilty of something!” Sam ‘shh’ed him.
“Mike shut up.” Maxine said.
“There is a curse. That dwells in these mountains.” The stranger said. “Should any man or woman resort to cannibalism in these woods the spirit of the Wendigo shall be unleashed.”
“Oh Crap.” Mike said.
“You’re going to need to find somewhere safe.” The stranger said.
“The basement might be okay…” Sam said.
“Okay. Get down there. All of you. And wait.”
“What why? For how long?”
“Until dawn.” Emily said.
“Guys… I ran off and left Josh when I heard screaming.” Mike said. Maxine stood with wide eyes.
“Where did you leave him?” The stranger asked.
“In this shed…”
“Your friend will already be dead.”
“No.” Maxine said as she shook her head.
“No…” Chris said as he stood. “No he can’t be… we were just with him!”
“A lot can happen quickly on this mountain.” The stranger said.
“No. I’m gunna go get him.” Chris said.
“Me too.” Maxine said.
“No, Max, you’re staying here. It’s too dangerous.”
“You can’t go out there, Chris.” Ashley said.
“I’m supposed to be his best friend and I-I let him down.”
“No… he let you down, Chris- he let all of us down.” Ashley said.
“I don’t care. I’m going to get him.”
“Then I’ll go with you.” The stranger said.
“I don’t need your help.” Chris said.
“Going alone is suicide.”
“Fine.”
“The rest of you, get down to the basement. Be safe. Don’t go outside again until we’re back.” The stranger came to stand in front of Chris. “You don’t seem to understand the magnitude of the situation.”
“Well I’m going to get Josh, aren’t I?”
“No, I’m going to get Josh. You’re going to help me. Do you understand?”
“…uh… yeah… I think so.”
“You need to follow me. and do everything I tell you.” The stranger said before he turned and walked away. Chris went to follow when Maxine grabbed his sleeve.
“Chris please… be careful and bring him back.” She said. He nodded.
“Get down to the basement.”
“Max I think you should sit down.” Sam said. Maxine glanced at her as she paced.
“Oh my god! Guys!” Emily said as Chris, Ashley and Mike came into the part of the basement where everyone else was.  “Thank god.”
“What took you so long?” Sam asked.
“It’s not good up there right now-“ Chris said.
“Understatement of the night.” Mike said as he closed the metal fenced door behind them.
“Chris… Where’s the flame thrower guy?”
“Ah… yeah… he uh…”
“He didn’t make it?” Ashley asked.
“Oh no!” Emily said.
“What happened?” Sam asked.
“The thing it… it tore him apart-! Right in front of me.” Chris said.
“Oh god.” Sam gasped. Chris looked over at Maxine. She was facing away from everyone and holding Josh’s jacket to her chest.
“Max…”
“Alright.” Mike said. “These all the doors?” Mike asked.
“Yeah.” Sam said. Chris walked over to Maxine and put a hand on her arm. She tensed and Chris felt her shoulders start to tremble. Chris looked at Ashley who looked at him. She motioned to Maxine and Chris nodded before pulling Maxine into his arms. He rubbed her back as Maxine’s shoulders started to shake.
“Are you sure?”
“What are you looking for?”
“Another way out.”
“Mike… I really don’t think that’s a good idea. We should stay put, right here, until dawn. At least we’re safe down here.”
“Oh? Yeah? All wrapped up like a little present with a bow on top for that thing to tear us apart on Christmas morning?” Mike said.
“People will come for us. In the morning.” Sam said.
“You don’t sound so sure.”
“That is what’ll happen. Right Em?”
“Yeah… I mean…right?” Emily asked.
“Well you can wait.” Mike said. “I’m leaving.”
“Mike… there’s no key for the cable car.” Emily said.
“Josh.” Mike said. “He’s gotta have it.”
“Josh?” Sam asked.
“One of his dirty little tricks.” Mike said.
“Great.” Sam said. “Great!”
“If that fucking thing got a hold of Josh… then… we’re shit outta luck.”
“I don’t know, Mike… it’s possible...” Emily said.
“What’s possible?” Sam asked.
“It may have taken him down to the mines…”
“What?” Mike asked.
“I saw some horrible stuff down there… I think it’s where that thing lives… and...” Emily turned and picked up a book. “huh…”
“Em?” Sam asked. “What?” she asked as she walked over.
“Fuck it.” Mike said. “I’m gunna get that key. Right from that thing’s goddamned bedroom and then I’m gunna get us all out of here.”
“Em … what is all that?” Sam asked.
“It’s that old guy’s bag.” Emily said.
“Is that a map?” Mike asked.
“The guy was prepared for anything.” Sam said.
“Not quite.” Mike said. Chris rubbed Maxine’s back slowly.
“Max, I’m really sorry.” Chris said. Maxine sniffled and wiped her eyes as she pulled back to look up at him.
“You and Ashley better stick together after this.” she said. “Tell her exactly how you feel, make sure she knows.”
“Max…” Chris felt his eyes watering. “You really cared about him…” Fresh tears started to fall down her cheeks.
“It’s pathetic isn’t it… I mean… I know he didn’t see me in that way…he probably liked… Sam.” Maxine said glancing over at Sam who was talking with Emily and Mike. Chris shook his head.
“No, Max… I don’t – I don’t know if- if telling you this will… make you feel any better but he was crazy about you.” Chris said. Maxine scoffed. “I’m serious. When he first told me about you he said he’d met this great, amazing girl. We went on and on about you.”
“He didn’t tell you I was attractive or-“
“Of course he didn’t. Why would he tell his single friend that the girl he likes is attractive?”
“Don’t guys usually do that?”
“Not Josh. I mean sure he would’ve bragged about you if you were his girlfriend but since you weren’t he didn’t want the idea of stealing you away to enter anyone’s head. You are cute and I know Josh thought so too.” Chris said. “And yes he flirted with Sam but she was Hannah’s best friend she was always over. They had no feelings for each other, just ask her.” Maxine lowered her head.
“Em…” Ashley said. “Em, what is that…?”
“Huh?” Chris and Maxine turned to see everyone backing away from Emily.
“What is that?”
“Ash…”
“Em, oh my god oh my god oh my god! Oh no, oh no, oh no!”
“It’s nothing, I just – it bit me, and-“
“It bit you? What bit you?”
“The ah… The Wendigo.”
“The what?” Mike asked.
“It’s nothing, really, it’s not a big deal –“
“You okay?” Sam asked.
“Shit.” Mike hissed.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore. Really.” Emily said. “It’s…it’s not that bad.”
“Em… if that thing bit you…” Mike said.
“I-I know what you’re thinking. And I’m fine.”
“Are you?”
“Yes!”
“Emily at least let us check it out.” Sam said.
“Emily… if the Wendigo bit you… you could turn into one of those thing.”
“Oh that’s ridiculous.” Sam said.
“He said it was from eating each other – remember he said that!” Ashley said.
“Wait is that how it worked?” Sam asked.
“Yes! It happens if it bit you, you’re gunna turn into one of them then you’re gunna turn on us. Oh my god oh my god oh my god!”
“He didn’t say that!” Maxine said. “He said nothing about being bitten. He said if someone resorts to cannibalism and she hasn’t eaten anyone!” Maxine said.
“We can’t take that chance.” Mike said. “You can’t be down here with us.”
“What?”Emily asked.
“Mike!” Sam said.
“You gotta go.” Mike said.
“Are you kidding me?!” Emily asked.
“You’re putting us all in danger!”
“Like hell I am!”
“Emily… you can’t stay here.”
“Mike… just cool your head, okay? We don’t know it works like that.” Sam said. “Maybe it’s just a bite.”
“I’ve seen what these fuckers can do.” Chris said. “I don’t wanna see it again.”
“Chris.” Maxine said.
“What is this? Guys. What are you doing?” Emily asked.
“Door’s right here.” Mike said. “I am letting you do this voluntarily.”
“Oh no you’re just making yourself feel better about sending me to my death since you know there’s a Wendigo out there ready to rip me to piece like it did with-“
“Okay oh my god will you just go?!” Ashley shouted. “Go! Get out of here!” Mike picked up his pistol and pointed it at Emily.
“Whoa!” Sam said.
“Mike!” Maxine shouted.
“…okay…” Emily said.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa- Mike…” Sam said as she rushed over to him. “Calm down.” Mike shook her off.
“You’re gunna shoot me?” Emily asked as she backed up. “Mike..? Me?”
“This is the safe room, Em.” Mike said.
“Please!” Emily moved up onto the desk, pulling her les to her chest.
“It is not safe as long as you’re in it.”
“No!”
“Not for us.”
“Don-…Don’t do this!”
“I’m really sorry.” Mike said. Emily put up her arm to block her head. “Fuck… I can’t do this.” Mike said as he turned away.
“Oh my god.” Emily breathed.
“You did the right thing.” Sam said.
“I hope you did.” Ashley said.
“Maybe… for now.” Mike said. “Shit… fuck fuck. Keep an eye on her… if you see anything weird… you guys know what to do.”
“Yeah.” Ashley said.
“No one leave.” Mike said. “Okay? It’s not safe out there.” He put the pistol down on the table. “I’ll be back soon.” Mike said before he left. Maxine went to Emily who curled up on the table. Sam sat beside Chris. Emily leaned back and laid on the table. Maxine stood in front of her.
“I thought... that…that he was gunna help us.” Emily said.
“Who the flame thrower dude?” Sam asked as Ashley picked up the stranger’s journal.
“Now we don’t have a chance…” Emily said. Ashley walked over to the other table and sat in a chair.
“No, guys, it just means we’ve got to be tough.” Sam said. “We’ve gotta do this on our own.”
“I don’t know if I can.” Emily said. Ashley started to look through the journal.
“This guy’s a little OCD.” She said. “There’s a lot of history to this.” Maxine walked over to her and looked over her shoulder. “This says that because the Windegos are… mutated from humans… when they hunt us they know how to perfectly mimic their prey.”
“Ashley.” Maxine said as she pointed to something on the page. She looked at Ashley with an almost glare like stare.
“Oh… oh no no no no no.” Ashley said.
“What?” Sam asked. “What is it? What does it say?” she asked as she walked over.
“It says that…well��� the bites…” Ashley started to lower her voice. “If it bites you it’s not infectious. It doesn’t do anything.”
“Let me see that!” Sam said.
“Um, I’m sorry what did you say?” Emily asked as she got up.
“Em, it says you’ll be okay…” Ashley said as she stood.
“It says what?”
“You’re going to be fine.” Sam said.
“Fine?! Mike almost shot me! Is that fine?!”
“He didn’t shoot you-“ Sam said.
“And this bitch almost let him!” Emily shouted as she pointed to Ashley.
“Hey! That’s not fair, she was scared-“
“I’m the one who’s scared.” Emily said.
“I-I’m sorry… I’m sorry Emily.” Ashley said. “I didn’t know what was going to happen… none of us know!”
“There’s- There’s no excuse! There’s no excuse for this!” Emily shouted as she turned and walked away from Ashley.
“Please, Emily, please just try to understand-“
“Understand the palm of my hand, bitch.” Emily said before she slapped Ashley so hard she fell to the ground.
“I’m sorry.” Ashley whimpered as she got up, moving away like a wounded animal. “I’m so so so so sorry.”
“Shit.” Sam said as she read the journal. “Shit-shit-shit. We’re got to get to Mike like now!” Sam said before leaving the room. The other girls and Chris followed.
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