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cow-tag · 1 year

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Holding the universe in his arms/////Fuck it we ball jonatello fusion fic real

literally so fucking exausted i might not even continue idfk but i needed to get it off my google docs so i can continue or smthn idfk but here yall go enjoy

The crystal glowed with an eerie light, illuminating the room and reflecting off Donnie’s goggles. They carefully chipped a piece off and held it under a microscope, watching the colors swirl and change. It was unlike anything they had ever seen before, and it certainly wasn’t recorded in human history. ‘Makes sense’ they thought, huffing to themself lightly. ‘I found it on a crashed Kraang ship, so it’s probably some sort of alien material.’

The object glowed and almost pulsed. It was mesmerizing, one could fall asleep if they stared at it for too long. But Donnie wasn’t going to sleep. Not just yet.

Now, Donnie should have expected what happened next. It’s rare they get a moment of peace with their family. But, surprisingly, the person that tumbled into their lab with a laugh and a shout was not an orange and green blur. Donnie looked over at the absence of orange for a split second, but immediately turned back when they saw the intruder. Of course he would bother them at this exact moment.

“Heeeyyy, Stickmaster!! What’s that shiny rock ya got there?”

Arnold Casey Bernid Jones Junior. The way Donatello got his full legal name is not important. What is important is the fact that he is their greatest rival. In love, in snarky remarks, in machinery, you name it. Except intelligence. They trump him on that topic. But either way, he has no reason to be here, and Donatello had no reason to put up with him.

“Nothing you need to know about Puckhead, now get out of my lab before I lose a foot up your ass.” Donatello doesn’t move from their spot examining the crystal, not even when they hear a chuckle and a soft “Hot.” come out of Casey. He’s been doing that lately. He’s been.. Flirting. More so than normal. Which in and of itself is a feat, considering the walking pansexual disaster flirts with almost everyone he meets. No, the flirting is not strange. It’s that he’s been flirting with Donatello. An insane thing to hear, Don was shocked the first time they heard any words of romantic affection come from his mouth. But, alas, this is true. It started out small, just little “damn!”s and wolf whistle coming from the human. But it’s been escalating more as of late. Patting their shoulder and giving them a sly smirk, random offhand comments about their attractiveness, a couple sexual innuendos thrown in with their regular banter. Donatello hated it. They hated it so much, they hated the way their face flushed when he got close, hated the way their stomach flipped when he smirked. It was ridiculous, unnecessary, horrible, but somehow the best feeling they’ve ever had.

“Come on, I just wanna look! Just a little peek?” Casey whines, slumping over Donatello’s shoulder. He was close. Too close. They could feel the warmth emanating from his body, feel the unnaturally loud thrum of his heart, could feel his hot breath on their neck. He was too close. Far too close. They shrug him off the best they can, which resulted in him groaning and spinning their chair, and by proxy, them, to face him. He steps back and crosses his arms, a slight pout on his tan, freckled face. It shouldn’t have been endearing. “Listen, Shit-for-brains, I have work to do. I need to study this.” They turn back, hearing another loud groan come from their ally.

“Doonniieeeeeee, you’ve been in here for days! That's the whole fukin’ reason I'm in here, Leo told me to come and get ya before she came in to whoop your sorry ass into bed.” Donnie scoffed, of course that was why he was here. Their sister. He would never come in here on his own terms.

[a small part of Donnie deflated at that last thought. They smack that part of themself upside the head, and focus on ignoring his presence.]

“Well, you can tell her that I am just fine staying where I am. I have been keeping up with my hygiene, and have been eating and drinking properly. There is no reason I should need to leave.” Casey barks out a laugh, pushing Donnie’s tools across the table to lean in front of them. “‘You can tell her that I am just fine staying where I am’” Casey mocks them with a high, nasally voice, adopting a smug, reserved look as he does so. “Bull! When was the last time you went out and ate?” He then yells, reverting back to his regular, loud voice. Donnie shrinks back just a titch at the volume, before scoffing and crossing their arms. “This morning.” They say, pushing the goggles up on their forehead.

Casey raises an eyebrow. “And what was the date of this, ‘this morning’?” he says, eyeing them suspiciously. Donnie pauses.

“April 3rd.”

There's a moment of silence before Casey bursts out laughing again. “April 3rd?!? Dude, it’s the fifth today!” Donnie jumps back at that, rushing to their laptop to check the human’s facts. He was right. HE WAS RIGHT?! Donnie had been cooped up in their lab for two whole days?! They swear it hadn’t been that long! But the universe was against them in this. And apparently was hellbent on making it worse, because Casey then grabbed the crystal. “So, on account of this new realization you have just had,” He said, holding the glowing thing above his head in a ceremonial way, “I am going to confiscate this until further notice.”

Donnie stood up and shouted, lunging for the crystal. He somehow managed to swerve away from them, laughing and jumping around. “Casey! I don’t know if it’s safe to touch! It could be unstable!” They moved to grab it again, but he was too quick. How was he too quick?! “I dunno don, seems pretty safe to me.” He runs the crystal from the middle of his thigh to the side of his collarbone, smirking the whole time. It pushes up the side of his hoodie for just a moment, putting his hip and lower waist on full display. Casey wasn’t likely to be seen without layers of black clothing, and Donnie was surprised to catch a glimpse of freckled skin before the hoodie fell back down. Apparently Donnie was Immensely tired, because not only was Casey faster than them, that last little trick he pulled was effective in slowing them down even further. They curse themself for being so easily flustered.

Casey laughed at Donnie’s state, hopping back and forth around them. Crystal in hand, he was literally running circles around them. Donnie continued to try and fail to grab the crystal from him, resulting in the pair entering a sort of dance. Casey came close, Donnie lunged, Casey dodged and barked out a laugh. The crystal seemed to grow brighter in Casey’s grip everytime the two made some sort of contact, illuminating his face in an ethereal way. This was not helping Donnie’s case at all. At some point Casey started dancing around the mutant, his laugh filling the room with joy. Donnie hated it. He came close, grabbed their hand. The crystal grew impossibly bright. He let go, spinning around and around, dragging Donnie with him. Donnie was dizzy and annoyed. This was so ridiculous! He was messing with a potentially dangerous force, with no regard for his safety! And while this was no different than normal, it was endlessly infuriating. To top it off, Casey ended the spin with a dip, holding donnie in one arm and the crystal in the other. He held the crystal far away from Donnie, but the light still managed to reach his eyes.

There was a moment, a still moment, where everything was calm. Where, for a moment, the light filtered through Casey’s fingers with an unearthly glow. Where, for a moment, Casey’s normally dark eyes seemed to hold an entire galaxy. Where his smile was as big as could be, missing teeth and all. Where his dimples indented his cheeks in a way that perfectly matched the splattering of freckles on his face. Where all the acne scars seemed like stars, light spots scattered across his face. Donnie saw themself in his eyes, along with the galaxy they held. Logically, they know it was just the reflection of light off their goggles. But, for a moment, it seemed as though they were peering into puddles of space. And, for a moment, Casey was just so impossibly beautiful that they could not stand to look at him anymore.

Thankfully, the moment was ended by the pair being enveloped in white light, forcing them both to close their eyes.

[With how observant they were, Donnie seemed to miss Casey’s flush as he dodged and weaved, seeming to miss how loud his heart was. They seemed to miss that Casey did not have a galaxy in his eyes, because he was looking at Donnie like they were his whole universe.]

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lovestuckyhatemarvel · 8 months

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CHAPTER 5. THE FLAYED. Sorry I just think that’s super dramatic.

1.) Why is that elevator so fast? The kids could have gotten this place shut down so fast just by going to OSHA.

2.) Erica and Dustin are worsties.

3.) They are so far underground. The logistics of getting that elevator built must have been a nightmare.

4.) The evil Russians can’t build elevators but they sure are good at building secret bases under houses.

5.) The subtitles have betrayed me and no longer translate Russian for me. Probably because Joyce and Hopper don’t speak Russian. So like it makes sense but I can still be annoyed because I’m nosy.

6.) Policeman have rules? Man, you really aren’t from around here, my dude.

7.) STOP SHOOTING A MACHINE GUN IN A CLOSED AREA, DIPSHIT.

8.) Joyce is bad at throwing but that Russian is worse at shooting. HOW MANY ROUNDS DID YOU SHOOT WITHOUT HITTING ANYTHING? And people say stormtroopers are bad, but they at least canonically weren’t actually trying to stop them. Pretty sure that dude actually was supposed to be stopping them.

9.) Nancy called Jonathan at 6 am to vague about Will being in danger, something no rational person would do, but it was done to be dramatic so they could cut to other characters.

10.) JOYCE AND HOPPER BICKERING IS SO BORING. SO FUCKING BORING.

11.) I love Max being sassy to Mike. Also excited for this to go from 4 groups to 3 groups.

12.) I missed part of Robin and Erica being sassy to each other because I was giving smooches to my cat on his widdle head. And now he’s cuddling with me. That’s not an update about the show but I feel it’s important.

13.) Steve stops the elevator door with a truly impressive move.

14.) Dustin got called roast beef.

15.) I don’t care about evil Russian guy who looks like if you ordered Arnold Scwarzenegger from Wish.

16.) OHH MY GODDDDDDDD. WHY DID THE DUFFERS HAVE JOYCE AND HOPPER BE SO INSUFFERABLE AROUND EACH OTHER THIS SEASON?

17.) I forgot that they carjack a guy named Todd and it is the Toddfather car.

18.) Steve figures out the potential upside down connection about the same time that Dustin does.

19.) I love that El just breaks into so many places.

20.) Their plan is to use an 80 year old woman like a tracking dog.

21.) I forgot they take Alexei to Murray.

22.) I love Joyce.

23.) I love Robin believing Erica about the comma room immediately while Dustin is like ‘that could be anything’.

24.) It is very funny that the only time Steve wins a fight is against a Russian soldier while in an adorable sailor outfit.

25.) Robin discovers the portal.

26.) I hate that they have Jonathan say he was 100% wrong. He kind of wasn’t wrong. The real enemy is capitalism, btw. The patriarchy too. That being said, “I’m a woman and I want to do this so you’re not allowed to be mad about losing a job you desperately need because your financial situation is completely different than mine” is not a feminist take, actually. Like Nancy has her own phone in her room. She has her own TV. Her mom is a stay at home mom. She doesn’t have to worry about how she’s going to pay for college or if she has connections for a job because she has both. She can even blow off a job in the summer before her her senior year because it’s not that important. Jonathan doesn’t have any of those luxuries.

Like yes, Nancy was right about this case and she was right to pursue it, but Jonathan wasn’t wrong to want to drop a case that looked like nonsense to keep a job he needed. Or at least not rock the boat with it. It was also just kind of naive that Nancy thought that there was an amount that would make a bunch of sexist men who saw her as a couple years away from being worth fucking to see her as a professional. There literally wasn’t. They didn’t ask for proof, they asked for her to shut he fuck up and get them coffee.

27.) I love Lucas being the one to notice a moment to actually talk to El. Dustin may think he’s the smartest child out of the boys, but it’s actually Lucas.

28.) I forgot that they get chased.

29.) The flirting going back and forth between carnage in the hospital while Nancy and Jonathan run for their lives is something.

30.) so many people get choked this season.

31.) Jonathan gets his ass beat this season.

32.) For every time that ugly man disrespects Nancy Drew, he owes me 20 dollars, so he owes me a lot.

33.) I think they just killed like 1/5 of the papers staff at least. Do either of them get to have a moment to reckon with the fact that they killed two human beings?

34.) The bodies melted into bad CGI that is STILL DISGUSTING.

35.) Have you heard of a meet cute and a meet ugly? Now in season 3 episode 5, you can see a meet disgusting where two blobs come together to form into a mini mind flayer.

#stranger things #stranger things rewatch #s3e5 #stranger things s3e5

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vole-mon-amour · 2 years

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Who's rewatching Mozart L'Opera Rock and having feelings again? Me.

And it's their regular version of the opera. The homosexual undertones that were always there. The amount of chaos that was happening on their 'fun' days? I kind of miss that. It was very fun.

Not to mention Mikelangelo having that absolute wild energy, kissing everyone and jumping like a grasshopper all over the scene the entire play, even on their 'regular' days. He's so flamboyant.

And while I'm at it, it's incredible how they were able to dance every evening and still sing live (!). I remember them performing while sick, Mikele's voice breaking. That is some serious skill (not to mention how fit they should be to do that).

J’accuse mon pere: Merwan. <3 Also, my goodness, that deep voice of Laurent/Solal still gets me. One of the best songs in this play.

What a great joker. Comedie tragedie, my beloved. Also, interestingly enough, I tried 3D version and somehow it's worse? Lots of details missing even though the original version is not that sharp quality wise and close to the actors. And yet.

It occurred to me at 38 minutes in that there is still no Salieri? And I'm still invested? Niiice. It's definitely not perfect & some moments look silly, and not in awe like I was back in the day, but I still like it. And yes, I completely forgot that Salieri only appears in second act.

58 minutes & Salieri walks in. Hello, sweetheart. Heavenly Haven't seen you in, like, 8-10 years or something.

Rosenberg: "Salieri, don't look." Meanwhile Salieri: stares and is very much is in love.

Rosenberg: Salieri, are you coming? Salieri, listening to Mozart's music: Yeah, I am.

This is an episode of Hey Arnold right there, and Salieri is Helga.

Le Bien qui fait mal: I mean, what is this? Who came up with the costumes? And Florent isn't making it easier, lmao. Whoever came up with the way it should be performed, with the entire concept deserves all the praise. This is the greatest (semi) BDSM party on stage.

I also like how the lyric is basically about love and suffering. "I'm shaking, I'm happy and in pain. I'm losing my mind. I don't know where this madness came from, but I adore it. Passion becomes my prison." I mean, seriously? I thought I was shipping them just for the sake of it (Florent and Mikelangelo also had wild chemistry and, I believe, lived together at some point). But this is literally canon? Salieri losing his mind over Mozart and his love for him is canon? That I'm still in awe about. Beautiful, just beautiful.

Somewhere here I decided to give the 3D version another try 'cause Flo with a ponytail was An Experience back in the day & I loved that look.

I mean? Grumpy boy. <3 Speaking of boys, Salieri was supposed to be old and Wolfgang was supposed to be young. I know, they compensate with Mikele's wild energy, but I feel like, without googling, he's older than Florent? Oh well, just a curious thing. It's the talent and skill that matter, after all.

Also, hello, they switched actresses that play Constance?? I forgot everything. I think watching the original thing and then coming back to 3D is the best option.

I'm sorry, this dork has only his nails painted only on one hand? Why? :')

Flo as Salieri does steal the show in my opinion. And the costumes, ahh. The black print that matches Wolfgang's (but it's generally nice).

L’Assasymphonie: This sad pretty boy with shaking hands. *deep sigh*

The lyrics, I swear. Still iconic.

Victime de ma victoire: 1) I forgot this exists, but I'm happy it does. 2) Ok but this performance is sooo much better life when they were running through the crowd? I feel like I'm gonna go through some of those after I finish watching this. It was so fun!

Why is this hilarious, lmao. He's so emo. There's probably some better quality version and w/o subs, I want it.

Same to both of them. You go, dramatic goth bat & a woman that wants him. It takes me so much to make and posts these screenshots, I could've created gifs already but nooo. Lol. I'll see what's with the quality out there. I also wanted to rewatch Le Roi Soleil, if we're talking musicals...

I love it so much. Casting Flo was a very wise decision.

Yes? Hi? Hello? IDK if Mikele kissing Laurent during Le Bien qui fait mal that one time was a wise decision 'cause a kiss here would fit perfectly. I love the act itself more than this song. Hold hands. Hug. Kiss. Be happy together. Enemies to lovers slowburn.

Well, that wasn't perfect in no way & I only like, like, 6 songs (and LOVE love even less), but I had fun. I'm glad I went to a live concert to listen to it when I had the opportunity, at least.

#mlor #mozalieri #natiswatching

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fantasticpatrolcherryblossom · 2 years

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heinoustuck johndavekat ( weird thought but its more for me than it is for you. The person who is reading this)

So after finding and saving some Random girl from getting killed/transmuted, John and the girl hideout in an dumpster that has been laying on its side and is completely covered in piles of garbage bags--don't ask john what's inside the bags, he's checked and he doesn't want to talk about it!!....poor little guy..ANYWAY ON WITH THE SURPRISINGLY FUNNY SKIT! (I think?)

Girl??: So...what's in these little bags??

EB: !!!-Don’t--

Girl??: omg!! WHY DO YOU HAVE YOUR DIRTY LAUNDRY IN A BAG!! OH my GOD! Is that your boxers!?

EB........uh yes? (Privileged much) because..it's not as if we have a fully functioning washing machine just laying around Unless we're talking about the one that's on or in the piles of trash outside also why should it matter and I don't think you can consider this laundry more like rags that I merely found that could keep me warm!

Girl??: *sigh* well I guess you're better than nothing...

EB: uhhh? What's that supposed to mean?

Girl??: you know! * Vaguely gesturing*

EB: uhh umm?.....

Girl??:....

EB:??..what? (why do I feel like I've just made a mistake by helping her)

Girl??: ugh!! You know! Repopulating and saving others AND definitely destroying those Abominations!!

EB..........

EB..um. I'm pretty sure that wouldn't work because first of all I've just hit my first milestone of being fourteen years old and I don't intend on getting killed unless I really need too, after all I Never thought I'd sadly get this far--

Girl??: that's exactly why we hav--

EB: ALSO!! I'm bi and unfortunately in a relationship that I can't escape from with an disembodied, loud voice Telling me That they made the stars for me.....and that there always watching.....

Gir??:......* Mild concern mostly for herself, granted*

EB: Aannd A giant flying feathery monstrosity that used to stalk my house and leave...little..dead things. AND crushed chocolates that looked as though they have been ripped out of a box or container. OH wait they probably WERE!!

Girl??:.don't tell me you actually ate them.

EB....

Girl??: oh my God *proceeds open up the dumpster and puke their guts out*

EB:.wow. I WAS gonna tell you "no.I thought about it but no." BUT you just immediately Assume I ate the chocolate. Wow. So logically you're just puking for nothing

Girl??: and to think, I was looking at you as though you were the main character in those apocalyptic fanfics and novels and comics who was portrayed as the strong broad, strategizing guy that know one suspects!!

EB: excuse me. who are you to judge.. Also I don't think you have noticed but I'm a fourteen year old kid with a typical nerd looking figure who sadly doesn't look big or buff. I'm not built like Arnold Schwarzenegger or the Rock!

girl??:Oh wow. And here I thought The reason Why you look and talk the way you do was because you have mummy issues..*eye rolling*

EB:..........

Girl??: ok. I didn't know why I said that. I'm sorry.

EB: Nah.Thats alright. It would explain my taste in past crushes. Like how my crushes is always seemingly intimidating and threatening upon my life and how they always seem to be stronger than I am. But that's just probably the general vibe I got from rose..

Girl??: who's rose.

EB: Not important :B

Girl??: but--

EB: LET'S MOVE ON. *and escape from this conversation where I randomly spill my whole backstory*

Girl??: --_--

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helenofsimblr · 2 years

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Sarah: I practically tripped over you. I thought I hit you with my book. *Sarah is still whispering*, So I was apologizing for that, when I realized it was you Francine. We went to school together. When you trip over the most popular girl in your high school... it seems... right to apologize. Sorry. I am being stupid. I'll be quiet now.

Francine: Me? Most popular I... Oh yeah, Arnold... of course. *She nods*. I remember you, you're... Sally, no... Sarah! It is Sarah right?

Sarah *shocked*,: You remembered. Wow. Thank you

Francine: I remembered you because... *She thinks of a time when Judith, straight up used to make this poor Girl's life hell. One particular incident of great embarrassment, for Sarah.* because of Language class... you were good!

Sarah knew the real reason she remembered her, it stung her like a dagger in the chest.

Sarah: Y-yeah. Language. Particularly the stuff that Judith used to yell at me. *She laughed nervously.*

***

Francine also laughed nervously and took a drag on her cigarette trying not to make eye contact a moment. As she exhaled she nodded agreement to what Sarah said.

Francine: Judith was a bitch. I couldn't stand her.

Sarah *faint smile*: Yeah, I just never had enough courage to say it.

Francine: No, I wouldn't have either, she may have looked like a primadonna, but at nearly 6 foot tall and she's quite uh... robust looking... I'm not sure I'd have said anything either. Bitch knew how to fight too. Remember when she and Mandy Riley had a throwdown in the corridor? Mandy was hard as rocks and Judith laid her out.

Sarah: y-yeah I remember that! She was very ...she liked to pick at me... seems most often. Are you here for law like me?

***

Francine: Um yeah. I'm just having a quick break before I go and try and do this fucking assignment.

Sarah: Maybe I could help? I am getting a good GPA. Have to with my s-s-scholarship. Since I am on the same assignment. we could work it together if you want. I don't really know anyone here. You're the first friendly face I've seen…

Franny takes a sip of coffee

Francine: Not sure about the friendly part... but, I'm a face for sure. Do you want to join me on break first and then yeah we can try and do this shit?

Sarah: I think you have a friendly face. I would l-like that. Thank you.

#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #the tomorrow men #KSU #collab #sparkiekong #Francine #Sarah #Crossover #tw smoking #tw coffee #tw bad language #tw bullying mention

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justthehiddleswrites · 3 years

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Forever Hold Your Peace | Tom Hiddleston x Cumberbatch!Reader | Chapter 3 | The Bachelor Party

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Cumberbatch!Reader

Summary: Tom Hiddleston dated Benedict's little sister (reader) back at Cambridge, after a bad breakup Tom and Benedict are now friends. The reader is now engaged to an American who Benedict does not trust. Ben turns to his good friend Tom to help break up the wedding and win back the girl he never truly got over.

This Chapter: Tom keeps running into you as wedding preparations kick into high gear. An incident at the bachelor party resolves Tom to join Benedict of this plan of wedding ruin.

Warnings: Fluff, angst, slapping, cursing.

The wedding preparations moved fast over the next two weeks. You had time no to stay mad at Ben. You needed the help.

“Why isn’t what’s his face here to pick out a cake?” Ben grumbled as he took a bite of white cake.

“He needed to take care of some things at work, but he is meeting me at the florist at 3 to pick out the flowers.”

“How convenient.”

“I thought you would be nice.” you snapped as crumbs fell from your mouth.

“This is me being nice. Pardon me for thinking the groom should take part in the details of his own wedding.” Ben rolled his eyes.

You pushed away from the table. “This visa thing has stressed him out. And I would expect my family to be supportive!” You stormed off to get some fresh air. As you pushed the door open, you ran into the gentleman entering the shop.

“So sorry.” you muttered.

“My apologies.”

“Tom?” you asked as you spied familiar blue eyes staring at you.

“It’s nice to see you. You look fantastic.“ He pulled you into a hug. You held him just a second too long.

“You too. Why are you… My brother called you, didn’t he?”

Tom laughed. “He asked me to meet him here to go out for a drink. But it looks like I am a bit early.”

“Nonsense. We were wrapping up.” You fidgeted with your hair, flustered.

You opened the door and the two of you stepped back in. Ben’s face lit up when he noticed Tom walking with you. Now there was a brother-in-law he could live with.

Tom hugged Benedict. “Dirty pool at giving me the wrong time, mate.” Tom whispered.

Ben smiled wide. “Just reminding her of the options.”

“I’m not an option.“ Tom turned to you. “Where is your fiancé? I was hoping to meet him before the bachelor party this weekend.”

You swallowed. “You’re going to that?!”

“At your brother’s request. Now where is the man who swept the most beautiful girl I ever dated off her feet?” Tom winked at Ben. You didn’t notice because you were too busy hiding your embarrassment.

“He had work stuff. Something to do with his visa.” You made excuses. “He’s stressed what with the wedding and all.”

Tom gave a soft smile and kissed your temple. “Of course. I can only imagine. Well, let me take your brother off your hands and let you get back to planning the big day.” Tom saw the worry on your face. “I would suggest a simple vanilla cake, if it were me.”

You nodded and gave both of them quick hugs, but your eyes filled with sadness as they left you alone in the bakery.

Once Tom and Ben walked out of sight, Tom punched Benedict hard in the shoulder. “Next time give me a little warning.”

“And where would be the fun in that?” Ben laughed. “It is so rare I catch you off guard. And if it must come at my sister’s expense…”

Tom scowled. “Speaking of your sister, where is the infamous Billy Bob?”

Ben groaned. “Working, but I have my suspicions he is othwersie occupied.”

Tom furrowed his brow. “Why?”

“He is never around. All the big events of this wedding he has missed. No one works that much. Not even you.”

Tom frowned. “Have you talked to her about it?”

“She doesn’t take me seriously. I’m just the annoying big brother. Now if you…” Ben looked at Tom with hopeful eyes.

“Oh no,” Tom backed away as they reached the pub. “Absolutely not. I will not ruin your sister’s wedding based on your paranoid suspicions.”

“I thought we were friends.”

“We are but I am not willing to die for that friendship. And your sister would kill me.”

“Coward.” They sat down in a booth.

“To want to continue living. Yes I am a coward.”

Tom’s look said to drop the subject, which Benedict obliged and they enjoyed the rest of the meal. They parted making plans to meet for the dreaded bachelor party that weekend.

“Please don’t leave alone during this horrid affair.” Ben pleaded.

“I promise I would come didn’t I?

“True but…”

“Then I will come.” Tom assured him. “And I will get to meet the infamous Billy Bob.”

“Indeed. And you will then understand why this wedding must never happen.” Tom raised an eyebrow and Ben held his hands up. “Apologies.”

“Goodbye Benedict. Good luck on your hairbrained scheme. Try not to make your sister cry.”

“That’s your job, Tom.”

Tom laughed it off as they parted, but Ben’s words stung his heart. He hoped to never make you cry ever again.

You answered the door of your brother’s home to find Tom standing in jeans and t-shirt. His blond hair tousled in curls.

“We have to stop meeting like this.” He winked at you.

You bit your lip. “We do. Although…” you glanced over your shoulder. “… I suspect my brother may have something to do with that.”

Tom laughed. “I suspect you’re right.” He shuffled his feet out of nerves. “Listen… I know it’s been years but I’m sorry.”

Your shoulders slumped. “It’s fine. I’m over it.” You stepped outside to leave. Tom grabbed your hand.

“No, it’s not fine. I behaved like a right bastard and no one deserves to be treated less than.”

Tears pricked at your eyes. “Thank you, Tom.”

“And look at you now, successful and getting married in two days to the man of your dreams! I wish I could be there to see it.”

You nodded as his words hit your heart. Was William the man of your dreams or just the man you said yes to? You pushed the troubling thought aside.

“I’m sure Ben will share pictures.” You wanted to get out of there. Away from Tom’s charm. You stepped down the stairs.

Tom gave a killer smile to hide his heartache. “I won’t keep you any longer. You must have lots to do.”

You nodded. “It was good to see you, Tom.” You lied.

“You too.” He kissed your cheek. “Good luck tomorrow.”

You hustled away before you cried in front of him. Ben came to the door just as you disappeared from view.

“Still hitting it off with the ladies, I see.” Benedict teased.

“Weren’t you the one who forbade me to date a member of your family?” He raised an eyebrow as they got into the car.

“A position I am reconsidering. Thank you for accompanying me to this thing.”

“Why did you invite me, anyway?”

“You mean I can’t enjoy the company of one of my best friends for an evening?”

“No.”

“You’re right. I need a second opinion on William. And a second pair of eyes—”

“— to spy—”

“—to observe.” Benedict shot daggers at Tom.

“Another word for spying.”

“Are you going to help?”

“I intend on enjoying myself tonight.”

“Then we agree.”

“Not at all.”

This continued until they pulled up to the club. It was the sort of place Tom and Benedict would never frequent of their own accord. Too trendy, too loud, too bright.

It’s the “classic bachelor party” William explained to Benedict who later relayed that to Tom.

“In other words, too much booze and too much boobs.” Tom commented.

“It’s that rather crass. On second thought, that’s probably what he thought.” Benedict quipped. They grabbed drinks at the bar. “Oh shit, here he comes.”

Benedict hooked his chin towards a sweaty and smiling man.

“Holy fuck! It’s Loki!” William screamed over the loud club music.

Tom nearly spit out his drink. He hated him already. “In the flesh.” he choked out as William took his hand into his meaty paw and shook it hard, squeezing.

William punched Ben in the shoulder. “Bro, you never told me you knew Loki!”

Tom giggled behind William’s back at Ben’s discomfort. “You never asked.” Ben scoffed.

William spun to speak to Tom and Benedict pulled faces behind, mouthing “wanker” at Tom.

“Dude, do you know Arnold Schwarzenegger? He is my favorite.”

Benedict rolled his eyes.

“I’m afraid not, William.” Tom gave a tight smile. “But Ben you were at that BAFTA event last week…”

That was all it took to send William talking a mile a minute. Tom smiled at Benedict as he walked away to leave Benedict to fend for himself for a bit.

“Serves him right.” Tom muttered to himself as he went off to find a dark corner.

Ben didn’t resurface until 30 minutes later.

“You’ll pay for that.” Benedict cursed as he sidled up Tom at the bar.

“Fair is fair.” Tom smiled. “How is Billy Bob?”

“On his third cocktail and even more insufferable than usual with his mates by his side.” Benedict’s voice dripped with disdain.

“Shame. Here’s to getting out of here unaccosted.” Tom raised his glass.

A heavy hand hit Benedict’s shoulder.

“Onto our second stop for the night.”

Tom and Benedict furrowed their brows.

“I beg your pardon?” Benedict questioned.

“This was just the appetizer, bro. Onto the entrée. Zander will give you the address.” He walked away but not before shooting his fingers at the two men.

A tall thin man with slicked down black hair, who was Zander, gave them the address to a private residence. Benedict called the car.

“Do you have any idea where we are going?” Tom asked.

“I wasn’t consulted on the party plans. It’s probably a stripper popping out of a cake, judging by this crowd.”

Tom buried his head in his hand. “God, I hope not.”

The private residence was the rental for the groomsman. Everyone else headed to the parlor while Tom and Benedict wandered to the kitchen to see if there was anything edible in this house. They found only beer in the fridge.

“William! We are going to grab some food and be right back.” Tom yelled.

“Whatever, dude.” William yelled, his voice coming from the crowd of his friends.

Curious, they took a step into the parlor. The men hooted and hollered as rock music played from an unseen sound system.

“I’m afraid you were right.” Tom pointed towards the center of the room. All he saw was a buxom woman wearing little more than a thong and pasties.

Both of them moved out of the room after getting an eyeful of flesh. They sighed as they stepped out into the cool London air.

“That was awkward.” Tom commented.

The two laughed at the absurdity of their situation as they walked towards the nearest store.

They returned thirty minutes later to a very different scene. The rock music still blasted throughout the house. However, most of the guys were passed out on the furniture or playing video games.

“Where’s William?” Benedict asked a guy name Ashton.

The blond guy just shrugged his shoulders.

“What do you think?” Tom questioned. “Do you want to take the food home?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Tom handed the bags to Benedict. “I am going to the loo first.” He turned to Ashton. “Where’s the bathroom?”

“Upstairs, second door on the left.”

“Thanks.”

Tom shuffled off.

“I mean right!” Ashton yelled after Tom.

Tom headed upstairs and opened the second door on the left, which led to a bedroom. A bedroom occupied by the stripper and one gentleman from the party, in a state of undress.

“Terribly sorry to interrupt,” Tom apologized. “I was looking for the restroom?”

“Second door on the right, dude.” a familiar voice answered.

“William?” Tom squinted at the man whose neck was being sucked on by a nearly naked woman.

“Loki?”

Tom’s vision flashed white as his hand balled into a fist and it connected with William’s face.

“The name’s Thomas, Billy Bob.” Tom shook his hand out as William laid sprawled unconscious on the bed. He pointed at the stripper.

“He said he was one of the groomsman!” she screamed.

“Your name?”

“Diamond.”

“Diamond.” Tom resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “Party’s over. Get dressed and get out.”

She nodded, too scared to ask questions.

Tom stomped down the stairs and found Ben leaning against a wall.

“I’m in.” Tom grabbed his arm. “I’ll explain in the car. Just tell me when this wedding is.”

Benedict couldn’t help but smile.

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King Falls AM Episode Twenty: Referencing Aladdin Don’t Make It Right

King Falls AM Transcript

Episode 20: Referencing Aladdin Don’t Make It Right

Run time: 22:17

First Aired: Feb 15, 2016

Summary: Sammy & Ben get a quick update on the little ones off Route 72 and learn live on-air that not everyone had a great evening on the night of the Valentine’s Day Dance.

(For a list of characters and references from this episode see the end of this post)

[King Falls AM theme plays]

Troy: Hey folks, if you or anyone you know has any information on these hybrid werewolf slash human baby thingamagigs-

Sammy Stevens: Is that a technical term, Troy?

Ben Arnold: Can you please let Troy finish, Sammy, this is important!

Troy: Heh, thanks, little buddy.

Ben: Go on, Troy.

Troy: Well if you see those little beasts or have information on them you just got to let us know. Don’t harbor them, they could have the rabies and or the colic. And please don’t try to adopt while it’s in its human form, cause that ain’t gonna end up well. Just use your common sense and be safe.

Sammy: Thanks for calling in officially with police business and alerting the public to the issue.

Ben: Yeah, nice hearing from you on the job, Troy.

Troy: Whilst I’m still on official police biz, I’d like to make one more little statement if I could, fellas.

Ben: Dude, of course! The floor is yours!

Troy: Well the sheriff is a real foul mood regarding these hybrid wolf babies and what have you just running amok, and he wants to make it completely, perfectly, crystal clear that if anyone should have these animals or any other illegal animals in the city limits of King Falls, they will be apprehended and exterminated on site with extreme force of malice. King Falls is a zero tolerance town for any illegal animals of any kind, up to and including wolf-human hybrids.

Ben: So… uh (clears throat) you’re saying that anyone listening that may have access to a cute and cuddly but illegal animal should do… what?

Troy: Now I’m not talking to no one in particular, I mean this isn’t a warning, it’s just a fact. Sheriff Gunderson is making it a personal project to bring down any and all animals that shouldn’t be in town.

Sammy: But cats are fine, is that right, Troy?

Troy: No doubt about that. Ain’t nobody gonna get any cats while I’m patrolling the streets, friends.

Sammy: There you have it, folks. If you or anyone you know has any information on the werewolf puppies last heard from around Route 72 or any other illegal animals not allowed in the city, please contact the sheriff’s department at once.

Ben: (sounding strained) Thanks for the info, Troy.

Troy: All you listeners, you stay safe out there, alright?

Sammy: Thanks, Troy. We’ll talk to you soon, sir.

Troy: Roger that, Sammy.

[The sound of a phone hanging up]

Ben: (clearing throat) Well… that’s good information there, huh?

Sammy: Are you okay, Ben?

Ben: Yeah! You know, I’m just… I’m not a fan of the idea that Gunderson is sending out gangs of thugs to dispatch animals, man! Aren’t there real issues for law enforcement in this town? Last week, I saw old lady Turner jaywalking in front of the grocery store.

Sammy: So you’d rather Gunderson take down the organized jaywalking underbelly of King Falls?

Ben: No, I actually helped her cross the street, but the point is that this werewolf issue seems like an animal control issue! Let Ralf Harkins take care of this! Why are the police even involved, man?

Sammy: Your guess is as good as mine. Moving forward-

Ben: Yeah! Yeah, uh, moving forward we’ve got about thirty minutes of open calls lined up before acclaimed ebook author Kirk Sycamore- don’t judge this, Sammy- will be joining us to talk about his new book Dead Tom Turkey: The Perils of Uncooked Poultry.

Sammy: I’m sorry, what now?

Ben: I mean… it’s a thing. Undercooked anything can’t be good, right?

Sammy: I would assume, but seemingly that one sentence just covered everything you need to know. Cook it longer.

Ben: Then it might get dry. I don’t know man! Don’t look at me like that! Merv emailed and asked to book this guy. His book topped Beauregard’s King of King Falls, it’s got to be worth something, right?

Sammy: The perils of uncooked poultry.

Ben: In thirty minutes.

Sammy: I don’t know if I can hold this excitement in for thirty minutes, Ben. You must be bursting at the seams! Surely you’ve waited your entire journalistic career to talk about under-broiled birds.

Ben: Uh, if it makes this any better, apparently this is a novel, not an instructional guide.

Sammy: (outraged) That actually makes it worse! This is a fictional piece of work?!

Ben: Merv emailed this to us, Sammy.

Sammy: Listeners, please immediately stop what you’ve got going on and mark this down: I’m going to do my damndest to get you the info on Merv’s book of the month club. I’m on your side and I am fighting for you.

Ben: Merv, if you are listening, I do not need to be cc-ed on the email you are penning.

Sammy: (laughs) You heard it folks, that’s coming up quickly, but until then we are taking your calls, King Falls. What would you like to talk about this evening, Ben?

Ben: Whatever’s clever.

Sammy: Talking about whatever’s on your minds before what is sure to be a Pulitzer winning interview.

Ben: It’ll be good- you’re making fun- but it’ll be good.

Sammy: How could it not be? You heard our story, King Falls, now let’s hear yours.

Ben: Give us a call at the station- 424-279-3858, or hit us up at the tweet machine!

Sammy: That’s @ kingfallsam and @ kingfallssammy respectively. Line seven you are on the air with King Falls AM.

Pete Meyers: You’re saying to yourself: I don’t think Pete Meyers would listen to a show of this terrible quality, as handsome and as smart as he is. He’s probably watching Big Bang Theory or something.

Sammy: That is exactly what I was thinking, Pete.

Ben: Word for word, almost.

Pete: Look, I don’t like talking to the two of you either.

Ben: Yet you continue to call! And listen! And show up at events!

Pete: Ben if you don’t drop a little bass out of your voice I will roundhouse you right in the gullet the next time I see you. You hear me? I will skullf-(beep) your mom.

Ben: So now you’re threatening me? Do you hear this Sammy?

Sammy: (annoyed) Just hang up.

Pete: (stammering) Whoa, wait, wait, alright? You know, I’m sorry. I’m a little emotional right now… I would never intentionally try to scuff up my lugs on your face, Ben. I apologize.

Sammy: I don’t think that-

Ben: What’s the matter? Got a vampire not appreciating the hedge art you’ve been clipping into the bushes?

Pete: Well it’s kind of about him- did you say vampire?

Ben: (triumphantly) Knew it! Man, just fess up and tell everyone that your boss is a vamp!

Pete: Ben Arnold, I just bought domain to your name. And you know what? I’m going to fill up all the pages with babies and donkeys. What’s the world going to think of you? Some weirdo guy, making an internet site about babies and donkeys? Yeah, that’s right-

Ben: (all riled up) Oh yeah? Ooooooh, Pete! Why don’t you come down here, look me in the eyes, when you’re saying this huh? Huh?!

Sammy: Guys.

Ben: Meanie!

Sammy: Guys! That’s enough. Pete, state your problem or move along.

Pete: Alright, fine. I messed up big time. Worse than the time I dressed up as Edward Scissorhands for Halloween and ruined Mr. B’s hedges. Apparently I pushed a button or didn’t-really-push-a-button on a fancy thing… that’s beside the point. What I really want to know is- did you guys hear something funny on your station a week or two back?

Ben: Um, um, I’m hearing something stupid right now but I don’t know if that’s-

Pete: Come on, Ben! Be serious. I take you seriously- I almost respect you! Now, I heard a little something like maybe you guys got hijacked or something like that and I just wanted to know… you know, what’s up.

Ben: This again?

Sammy: Wait, Ben, we’ve heard this a few times actually. The shotgun guy said it, we’ve had a number of tweets about it. We don’t know anything about this but apparently another feed cut into ours about a month or so ago.

Pete: Oh sh-(beep).

Ben: Watch your language, Pete.

Pete: Watch your… face, Ben.

Ben: Wait, what the hell are you and Beauregard up to?

Pete: None of your damn business.

Beauregard: (from the background of Pete’s call) Yard boy, what are you doing in this chamber without supervision?

Pete: Uhhhhhhh what? Uh, Mr. B, uh nothing!

Beauregard: Don’t act like an ignoramus around the transmorgrifier.

[There are metallic clanks and scrapes in the background and the sound of metal pipes moving around. A whirring humming sound begins like a machine turning on which grows steadily louder]

Sammy: What the hell is going on over there? Pete?

Pete: You made me mess up again you butt smackers.

Beauregard: Don’t just stand there all slack-jawed and drooling. Turn it off this instant. Celestia!

[The whirring cuts off and there is the sound of a call ending]

Ben: What the hell?

Sammy: Well, folks, this is a first for me that I believe an on air failed attempted felony will lead us right into break.

[Cheerful music starts as a commercial begins]

Ernie: Hey there! Ernie Salsado’s leather bound books ain’t your normal bookshop. Maybe you’re asking yourself: Ernie, whatever do you mean? What I mean is that Ernie Salsado’s leather bound books is more than just a hipster reading book nook. We don’t carry none of those cheap-ass paperback books or harlequin novels here, plus you sure as hell ain’t gonna find nothing to read on your I-pad kindle whositswhatsits. For what I understand it’s only first edition leather bound books and (???) up in this joint. Maybe you’re thinking you need to gussy up your place to impress some broad or you have a real need to make people think you got a bigger vocabulary than some Johnny come lately. Either way, Ernie’s got you covered. That’s a book joke! Ernie Salsado’s leather bound books- we got fancy books! F-(beep) you, pay me.

[King Falls AM rock music plays then fades out as the commercial break ends]

Sammy: Ernie Salsado’s leather bound books? There’s two of these stores here? I’ve never even heard of one of them until Rich McGuff! I don’t know what’s more surprising, Ernie’s entrepreneurial rise in the community or him almost making me forget what happened before the break…

Ben: I’m literally afraid to comment one way or another on this.

Sammy: (amused) He is an intimidating specimen.

Ben: (carefully and slowly) If he… likes to hear that, then, yes, you are right. If not, please don’t slander that gigantic human!

Sammy: Ha, no slander intended. We’re taking calls and counting down the seconds before we get a riveting interview with the man who some call the Dan Brown of bird related mysteries.

Ben: Wow, they say that?

Sammy: No, they don’t! (laughs) The phone lines are still lit up, let’s take some calls.

Ben: Good evening, you’re live on King Falls AM.

Greg Frickard: (smugly) Well look who decided to pick up the phone.

Ben: (quickly) Um, let’s take another-

Greg: Hey, Sammy! I’ve got a topic of discussion. Let’s talk about how that co-host of yours is just gonna sit there all quiet and not even mention the fiasco he caused earlier this week at Granny Frickards!

Sammy: Greg? Is everything okay?

Greg: Oh, it’s not okay, Sammy. That- pardon my French- moron, that he would even-

[the sound of a call ending]

Ben: Whoops!

Sammy: Ha!

Ben: Line five you are on with Sammy and Ben!

Sammy: Wow, it looks like you learned a thing or two from Chet, I see.

Ben: Don’t know what you’re talking about!

Caller: Hello?

Sammy: So what happened at Frickard’s?

Caller: Are you talking to me?

Ben: Nothing happened to… let’s just-

Sammy: Not only are you my broadcast partner, I thought we were friends!

Ben: Hey! We are friends! I just didn’t think to tell you that I happened to have dinner at Frickard’s earlier in the week.

Caller: Hellooo?

Sammy: Uh huh. This wouldn’t happen to be the same night Emily was on a business meeting with Greg, would it?

Ben: I really don’t recall but it might have been… that’s a good question.

Sammy: You don’t recall going to your least favorite restaurant in town, which you never eat at, on the night of the King Falls Valentines Day Dance where your main squeeze-

Ben: Watch it.

Sammy: Where the girl you pine for-

Ben: Watch it!

Sammy: Where Emily Potter-

Ben: Thanks.

Sammy: Happened to be roped into a business meeting with Greg Frickard.

Ben: My mortal enemy.

Sammy: Paid sponsor of King Falls AM.

Ben: Whatever.

Sammy: You don’t recall if that’s the night you dined at Granny Frickard’s?

Ben: Ehhhh it’s not really ringing any bells!

Sammy: Maybe we should call Emily.

Ben: Don’t do that!

Sammy: Things coming back to you now?

Ben: Did- ugh… can I fill you in at break and not on the air?

Sammy: You’d better! You know, I’m a little sore that you didn’t tell me to begin with! And this was days ago!

Ben: I’m sorry, man, it’s just it’s not the best story. Believe me.

Caller: Hello? Can we talk now?

Sammy and Ben: No!

[The sound of a call ending]

Sammy: The turkey guy is not sounding so bad right now.

Ben: Ha, why don’t we try… lucky line one, you’re on King Falls AM.

Greg: Hey Ben Arrrnold! Why don’t you tell the whole friggin town about you showing your butt and ruining my business meeting with Emily Potter!

Ben: Greg, I really don’t wanna get into this.

Greg: Ohh, you can’t talk in front of Sammy and the whole town- what’s the matter? Frog got your tongue?

Ben: That's not a saying.

Greg: You sure didn’t have a problem causing a ruckus at the restaurant! In front of Granny no less!

Ben: Can we take another call, Sammy?

Sammy: Is this true, Ben?

Greg: You can’t deny it, Ben Arnold! I’ve got it on camera from multiple angles! You are a heathen.

Ben: Why do you have me making a scene on camera?

Sammy: Multiple angles?

Greg: I’d like to say it’s just the security cameras… but, if you must know, I hid a few cameras around the Froggery for my big night.

Sammy: You call a business meeting your big night?

Greg: With Emily Potter I absolutely do! She is the most beautiful creature in King Falls!

Ben: So you admit that it was a date?

Greg: It was a business meeting with a gorgeous woman! Take it as you will!

Ben: You’re so creepy! God!

Greg: Oh, so it’s creepy. Wanting your gramma and your future children to see the moment their future mother and I fell in love? Recorded for prosperity forever. Probably. Classily edited to voice a man and everything.

Ben: Yeah! It’s creepy!

Greg: (singing) I’ll make love to you! Like you want me to, oh baby hold me tight I will love you all through the night…

Sammy: That is really creepy, Greg.

Greg: You’re just a heathen. You don’t know what love is. What do you know? Tell them what you did, Ben!

Ben: I’m not getting into this on the air, Greg. Let’s just-

Greg: I am a paying sponsor of this show, Ben Arnold! Fess up, right now!

Ben: What are you gonna do, Greg?

Greg: So help me I’m gonna ask Granny- real nice- to pull your sponsorship money!

Sammy: Greg... are you crying?

Greg: (in a high pitched voice) No...

Ben: Hmm, so you’re threatening the show over a personal issue?

Sammy: Greg, we appreciate what you and Granny do for the show and the station-

Greg: I’m glad to see one of you does.

Sammy: But I’m not about to let you threaten taking money away from the station to pressure Ben into talking about something he doesn’t want to. Do what you got to do.

Greg: Ha! Don’t think that I won’t wake up Granny right now!

Ben: You want to talk about this on air, Frickard?

Greg: Tell the people what you did. Just tell them!

Ben: Ugh, okay. So, I made a reservation for myself at the King Falls best f-(beep)-ing Froggery the same night as your video taped date with Emily.

Greg: Keep going.

Ben: Jack-In-The-Box-Jesus, this is ridiculous. Sammy, I made a reservation and I made a scene! The end.

Greg: Details, heathen!

Sammy: Details would be nice here, Ben.

Ben: So, uh, (clears throat) I got there right as Emily was sitting down.

Greg: At a table right next to ours! He requested it!

Ben: That is also true.

Sammy: Ah.

Ben: And that’s that! I watched Greg lose his mind. Nature took its course.

Greg: He ordered every single flambé frog special on the menu.

Ben: Yeah? So?

Greg: Everybody who’s anybody knows that that’s the most romantic frog dish in the world! And you cleaned us out!

Ben: So what? You don’t need romance on a business meeting!

Greg: You ordered twenty of those things just for you!

Ben: And I paid for twenty! What’s your point?

Greg: My point? You didn’t even eat them! You brought in Chipotle!

Ben: Yeah, man! Cause frogs are gross!

Greg: You… you’re gross!

Ben: Oh yeah?

Greg: Yeah. You’re gross! A gross heathen and I… I hate you! I hate you! Ha! I said it. I hate you.

Sammy: Guys…

Ben: I’ll do you one better- I never liked you to begin with. You creep me out.

Sammy: Ben…

Greg: Well, heh, that’s not what your mom says.

Ben: Don’t you bring my mom into this.

Greg: Your mother things I am a fine, upstanding, entrepreneur, and model citizen!

Ben: She’s an idiot then! Sorry mom.

Greg: Heathen!

Sammy: Guys! (Clears throat) Okay so you disturbed Greg’s meeting with Emily. You ordered food you didn’t eat. I-is that it?

Ben: Basically! He lost it because I was probably in the shot of his candid camera date!

Greg: I lost my temper, but you had it coming! You get Emily whenever you want and I schedule months in advance!

Ben: Yeah, and you did it during the Valentine's Day Dance. Just real messed up, man. You’re a stalker.

Greg: Who showed up at whose date, Ben?

Ben: I was just having dinner at my favorite sponsor’s restaurant.

Greg: You don’t even like frogs!

Ben: Nobody does!

Greg: Why don’t you tell them how you got escorted off the premises?

Ben: You just did, idiot!

Sammy: If you were just eating, or not eating as the case may be, how did they have the grounds to toss you out of Granny Frickard’s?

Ben: Ugh. I- I may have started throwing tiny hush puppies in Greg’s general direction.

Greg: You, you, you may have? Pah-lease! You were pretending to be Nolan Ryan while you’re lobbing them at my head.

Ben: You had no right to kiss Emily’s hand!

Greg: Well you wouldn’t have even known if you weren’t, you know, stalking us to begin with!

Ben: Yeah? Well, uh, stay away from Emily!

Greg: Well I won’t have a problem doing that since she hates us both.

Sammy: I’m sorry, what’s that, Greg?

Ben: Can we move on… please.

Greg: Emily left in a huff and said she wasn’t a prize to be won. Totally thought she was roleplaying and I called her princess Jasmine… Which she also didn’t appreciate…

Ben: Nice touch, dumbass. Referencing Aladdin don’t make it right.

Greg: It’s kind of ludicrous when you think about it. I mean, she is a prize to be one. She’s the trophiest of trophy wives to ever be trophy won!

Ben: She’s pretty mad, Sammy.

Sammy: It sounds like she kinda should be…

Ben: She probably hates me now, man. Stupid stunt…

Sammy: I’m sure she doesn’t hate you, Ben.

Greg: Oh yeah, she hates him big time. I mean, she hates us both, but it’s basically a win for me. She was only lukewarm to my intentions but she can’t stand Ben now. She’ll eventually come back around to the Frog Prince if, uh, he’s out of the picture.

Ben: Greg.

Greg: I’ll take your apology on air, Ben. But I would also like it written on a nice piece of cardstock so I can show it to Granny.

Ben: I sincerely hope that you catch a frog-based STD and die.

Greg: And I hope that you find another perfect woman to fall head over heels in love with, Ben, because you just struck out. You stuck out big time.

Ben: You’re an imbecile! Nobody likes eating frogs! It’s 2016, Greg! You’re gross!

Greg: Ha! Shows what you know. Some cultures consider frogs the poultry of the pond.

Ben: Literally no cultures say that!

Greg: Oh yeah? Well ask Kirk Sycamore when he comes on, he’ll show you.

Ben: I’m not asking anybody anything.

Sammy: Greg, I think it’s best if we part ways for the night.

Greg: Fine! No skin off my bubble butt! Later haters!

[The sound of a phone hanging up]

Sammy: I think-

Ben: Can we just go to commercial, Sammy? I just- I can’t right now.

Sammy: D-do you want to? Is that on schedule?

Ben: No! And, no… Ugh, just take a couple more calls before the bird man pops in.

Sammy: Lucky line one you’re live on-

Caller: Hi, Sammy. Hi, Ben…

Sammy: Good evening, Emily. I assume you’ve been listening.

Emily. I’ve been listening.

Sammy: You know what, let me put you on hold so you can talk to Ben off the air.

Emily: No! I’d like to talk to Ben on the air, if you don’t mind, Sammy.

Sammy: You know, I uh… Ben?

Ben: Uh, whatever you want, Emily.

Emily: Okay, you know I don’t hate you, Ben. Far, far from it.

Ben: I’m so sorry Emily. I just, I lost it sitting there, thinking that you were all alone with that creep and-

Emily: You acted like a real ass.

Ben: I know I did!

Emily: I’m not a child, Ben. When I told you that I would love to go to the dance with you, that was the truth. But when I also told you that I was a woman of my word and was going to honor my prior engagements, as stupid and contrived as they were, I meant that too.

Ben: I just-

Emily: You acted like an ass!

Ben: I know, but-

Emily: There’s no explanation that will make this better, Ben! You acted like a jealous boyfriend and I’m not sure if you know this, but you aren’t my boyfriend.

Ben: Can I just say-

Emily: Even if I wanted you to be before, you aren’t. So you have no right to act like this!

Ben: (Pausing) You wanted me to be your boyfriend?

Emily: Before the incident there was no doubt about it.

Ben: After?

Emily: I- I- uh- I can’t let my feelings override the fact that you treated me like a kid, Ben. I am a grown woman! I am a professional woman. I don’t need some white knight to save me from the likes of Greg! And while I appreciate the idea behind it, like I said to you and I said to Greg, I am a person! I have feelings! I’m not a prize to be won!

Ben: I really messed this up, I’m… I’m sorry. Emily if you’ll just-

Emily: I just- I need some time to evaluate what the next step is.

Ben: Because you hate me.

Emily: No! Bec- because I lo- I strongly strongly like, probably definitely on the verge of more. I mean, I was scared to death that you were hurt or worse during Lincoln’s revenge! But I was scared even more when I saw you acting like a high school bully during that meeting.

Ben: You strongly strongly like me?

Emily: I do. But it’s, it’s gonna be a little bit before I can trust you to be okay with that.

Ben: I understand.

Emily: But I… I wasn’t going to let another minute go by of you think that I hated you. Cause I don’t. But you really need to fix this.

Ben: And I will. I- I promise.

Emily: I hope so. (pause) Ah, goodnight, Sammy. Ben.

Sammy: Goodnight, Emily. We will talk soon.

Emily: I’m sure of it. Ah, I actually wanted to talk to you about being one of the library’s spring break speakers soon. I’ll send you an email.

Sammy: Oh, please do. Anything to get the kids back in the library after, you know, Lincoln’s revenge…

Emily: Thanks, Sammy. Goodnight, guys.

Ben: Hey- hey, Emily?

[The sound of a phone hanging up with a beeping that slowly fades out. The King Falls outro music and credits begin.]

References:

Nolan Ryan: a baseball pitcher.

The Big Bang Theory: A television show.

Edward Scissorhands: a charactor from an old fantasy movie by the same name about a man who had scissors for hands.

Harlequin novels: a trashy romance story.

Characters:

Sammy Stevens, Ben Arnold, Troy, Greg Frickard, Emily Potter, Pete Meyers, Beauregard, Ernie Salsado.

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O Zion Arise

Hi everyone! So, this scene is a bit different because it’s actually from Benjamin’s POV instead of Elizabeth’s. This is one of the only scenes I wrote from his perspective that I am actually proud of. Like the last one, this scene takes place after the events of May 1778 and features what I love most about Benjamin and Elizabeth’s relationship: the softness they have for one another. The title is taken from my favorite Shaker song/hymn. I hope you enjoy!

SS&SP Spoilers under the cut!

It was morning.

He could tell from the light coming in through the windows in front of him, the curtains slightly drawn open, only letting in a partial amount. The light was becoming brighter as the month came closer to ending, as June slowly approached. It was getting lighter earlier, the light was lasting longer.

He desperately needed it, held onto it, let it guide him. Light was what he used to tell time, now. Light reminded him where he was, light let him see whether it was morning or nighttime and everything in between. There was no clock in the room where he was staying, the room where he was being kept. And he didn’t have a watch to wear in the first place.

The sun was always the weakest, the most restrained, in the morning. It was slowly waking, rising, letting itself be seen. It had been used to being hidden, to sleeping. It would take time for it to regain consciousness, energy. It would take time for it to appear the way it always did, the way it was meant to.

The same could go for you, he thought.

He was always weakest in the morning.

He was always weakest in the morning, when his body tore him from the comfort of sleep- as if a comfortable sleep existed, as if he ever had it. He wasn’t looking for comfort, even if he needed it, even if he craved it. He was looking for rest. Rest was what he needed the most, rest was what was required and what was never given to him- until now, when it seemed to be endless, the only thing he was given, the only thing he was allowed.

Everything else had been taken away.

Nothing had been given back to him.

He was always weakest in the morning, and in the evening.

After the morning came the slow hours, the hours when all he could do was lay in wait, like a hound waiting for the next hunt. That was what he did, all day- he waited. He waited for Elizabeth to wake up, to bring him a meager breakfast of broth or tea- they hadn’t said when he was allowed solid food.

He waited for McHenry to come and exam him for the first time that day, to help him sit up straight so he could change the bandages, so he could inspect the damage done, as if he hadn’t seen it countless times before. He sat in silence as the doctor concentrated, his fingers moving over each inch of the wound with a trained, acquired precision. He tried carefully, but the sting and soreness never went away, triggered like a canon whenever the wound was touched. Even the slightest movement made him close his eyes, bite his lip to suppress a groan or a moan or worse, a scream. His voice was slowly returning, but he wouldn’t let himself.

You have screamed enough. This house does not need more chaos. This house does not need more pain.

And what about me? He asked.

His mind never answered.

“I’m sorry, Benjamin,” McHenry would say, his voice steady and calm. He had become used to saying the words. “I assure you the pain and the soreness will not last as long as you think they will. It never does.”

He just wanted it to be over.

He just wanted to be healed.

After McHenry came the visitors, the well wishers. He hated every one of them, muttered a swear under his breath each time the door was opened. He couldn’t send them away, couldn’t hide in shame.

Why did they want to see him like this?

His fellow aides, each one, it seemed, at a different hour of the day, peeking through the door. No one of them had entered the room, they only gripped onto the doorway for a brief few moments. They only made small talk- talk of what was happening downstairs, things Elizabeth couldn’t tell him. Talk of the general orders for the day, of the letters being sent out, of the latest developments in camp. Only Hamilton talked the longest, the most in depth. He had been given the burden of managing the ring while Benjamin recovered. He couldn’t tell if Hamilton loved it, or hated it.

His Dragoons came, too, all of them in one large group, a single unit taking up too much space in the hallway. They all talked at once, quickly, as if they couldn’t wait to get back into camp and leave him behind. “We are so glad to see you recovering, sir. It will only be a matter of time before we- and you, as well, god willing- return to the field, sir.” They looked at him as if they didn’t know him, as if he wasn’t their commander, their leader.

You do not look like a leader, you look like a body in a bed. You look small and weak and fragile, feeble.

You look as if you are dying.

You were.

Caleb was the only welcome one. He stepped into the room whenever he pleased, without a knock or someone introducing him- that was another thing Benjamin hated about these visits. People being introduced by one of the aides or life guards or Elizabeth. “Benjamin, someone is here to see you.” As if he could reject it.

General Washington must have felt that way constantly.

But not Caleb. Although he didn’t kick the door open and strut in the way Benjamin expected, he came in the room regardless, without asking. He entered slowly, always asked the same question, “Are you sleeping, Benny boy? I don’t want to interrupt you dreaming of dear Lizzie.”

And then he walked over to the chair directly by Benjamin’s bedside, reclining and rocking as if they were sitting in Benjamin’s tent. It felt normal, almost. Caleb’s presence was welcoming and comforting. Besides McHenry, Caleb had helped him where Elizabeth couldn’t. He had shaved him, for God’s sake.

He stayed for as long as he could, talking away, about what was happening in camp, but more importantly, what was happening with the ring.

“Do Abe and Anna know?” He had asked. “Do they know what happened?”

He couldn’t say the last part.

Do they know what happened to me?

“I haven’t seen the chance to see either of them,” Caleb responded. “The last time I saw Abe was when I was trying to get him out of prison. If he doesn’t know, neither does Anna.”

Elizabeth had written a letter to his father, explaining what happened. After he made it, after he was out of the woods.

His reply had yet to arrive.

And when Caleb wasn’t there, it was the people Benjamin wanted to see the least.

It was the officers, the superiors, who came to see General Washington and decided to stop by before they left. General Greene, General Knox, all of them. They all knew what happened- they had been in the house, during the worst of it. Greene must’ve seen and heard it, the entire ordeal, from his quarters.

Even General Arnold had stopped by, for an uncomfortable moment; Colonel Sheldon saw him as soon as he rode into camp.

Officers, who should he should have been able to stand for, who he should’ve saluted.

Instead, all he could give them was a nod.

His aching body wouldn’t let him do anything else.

And then, the evening came, and started to take away his strength. The strength he had left. The strength he spent waiting and seeing and hearing and trying to heal. Healing took the most of it. Healing was greedy.

And with the evening came General Washington.

He ate his dinners in Benjamin’s room.

At Benjamin’s bedside, the same way he did the first night, the night after he woke, the night he came back to life.

They barely talked- Washington ate and watched him. Washington hovered. He asked if Benjamin needed anything, if there was anything he could do for him, if there was any way he could help. If he needed to see someone, if Washington needed to summon McHenry or Cochran immediately. If he wanted medicine, if he wanted his pain erased by laudanum. “Just say the words, and I will see it done, Benjamin.”

“You have given me enough, sir.”

He didn’t want anything else.

And if he did want something, Washington couldn’t give it to him.

No matter how badly he wanted to.

He left when it was clear Benjamin was declining, when it was clear he was fading. He tried to hide it, keep up a facade, but it was impossible. His body fought him and won.

Washington left, and Elizabeth took his place.

Elizabeth.

The person Benjamin wanted to see most of all.

She had started to leave him, to spend her time outside of the room. She would go home, or she would be downstairs. He didn’t know whether she was trying to give him space, or if she was trying to pull herself away from him. Trying to ween herself off of him.

As soon as he got better, he would leave her.

He would leave, and they both knew it.

But he loved the time of day when she appeared, closing the door. She closed the door, and shielded him from the world. She let him be alone, she let him decompress, collapse into the mattress and let his weary muscles relax, his weary muscles rest. When she was there, he didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing him. No aides, no officers, no generals, no Washington. He didn’t have to worry about anyone pitying him.

She closed the door, and she closed the curtains, lit the candles. Then, she got undressed, put her clothes in a pile on the cot underneath the windows, the makeshift bed she had been using. And, when the room was quiet, when the only sounds were her footsteps and his heavy breathing, she walked over to the bed, and gently lay beside him.

They were finally allowed to sleep in the same bed.

With no worry, no secrecy, no guilt.

She lay beside him, as gently as she could, more gently than he ever thought possible. It was the only requirement. “Be gentle with him,” McHenry had told her, as if Benjamin wasn’t there, as if he wasn’t listening. This was on the first night, after, apparently, McHenry had went to change the bandages and discovered Elizabeth sleeping beside him.

And gentle she was.

He hadn’t realized how much he missed her, how much he missed feeling her body against his, feeling her soft, warm touch. Her touch was the only thing that could take the pain away. The stinging and the soreness, the soul crushing weight. It was a fire on a cold night, the sea on a summer day. A relieving gift, a thing you could never take for granted. A thing you remembered, a thing you cherished.

She was the only one who could take the pain away.

She was the only one who could heal him.

Elizabeth.

It was morning, and she wasn’t there.

It was morning, and she wasn’t beside him.

It was morning, and he was in pain.

He was always in pain.

He just wanted to heal.

He just wanted her.

Benjamin opened his eyes, waited for the world to become clear.

And then, he found her.

She was sitting at the vanity, sitting in front of him, between the two windows, between the sunlight, in the still, partial darkness of dawn. He could barely see himself in the candlelight, laying behind her in the mirror. He could barely see her- see her face. All he saw was the outline of her body, her shape as she moved in place.

All he could do was watch her.

He was content with that.

It was morning, and he was watching Elizabeth.

The silence was swiftly- but softly- broken.

Elizabeth was singing.

She was singing to herself, under her breath, barely above a whisper, and he almost didn’t hear it. It was like a light breeze, overpowered by the sound of the birds chirping outside, the river running. The camp hadn’t come to life yet. The valley was still sleeping.

She thought she was alone, that he was still sleeping, too. He was caught between sleep and restless, life and slumber. Before what had happened, before their lives were changed, he was the first one to rise in the morning. When he lied with her, he was awoken by Mary, every morning, every dawn. “You need to get back to camp, Major.”

Before anyone could see him.

Before anyone could know.

He got ready in silence, in solitude, Mary waiting for him outside the door, handing him the reins of his horse and watching him ride down the long road back to life, back to the valley.

He used to be the one waking alone.

He wished it was still him.

Elizabeth never stirred.

Elizabeth was singing to herself.

She was singing a hymn.

A hymn, a psalm. He remembered it well. It was his father’s favorite. He tried to include it whenever he could in his sermons, in the Sunday worship. If he closed his eyes he knew he would see himself back in Setauket, sitting in the front pew on the right, watching his father proudly standing at the pulpit, preaching and praying.

Elizabeth sounded more beautiful than any chorus could.

Her voice, as quiet as it was, was more beautiful than the lyrics of any hymn could ever be.

He believed in her more than a hymn, more than a prayer.

He loved her, as much as he loved God himself.

Elizabeth was singing a hymn.

“Elizabeth,” he spoke for the first time that morning, and he couldn’t help it when her name came out in the form of a whisper, of a groan.

The pain was always at its peak in the morning.

She turned, she looked over her shoulder. He saw the hairbrush, the blonde curls framing her face like a halo. She had been getting ready.

She had been getting ready to leave.

And then, he saw her smile.

“Benjamin,” she said.

He heard her voice.

He heard her voice, and the pain was gone.

“Come here,” he said. “Come here, and be near me.”

Please, he wanted to say.

Elizabeth rose out of her chair, and in the darkness she looked as if she was in a dream, as if she had suddenly appeared, a vision of calmness and serenity in her shift, a vision of beauty, pure white. She looked like an angel.

She stood over the bed, her fingers grabbing his outstretched hand. “Good morning,” she whispered.

He leaned into her touch, pulling her closer. He wanted her closer- he needed her closer.

He needed the pain to be taken away.

“Are you getting ready to leave me?” He heard himself, and realized how small his voice was. How helpless he sounded.

You are helpless.

And she was the only one who could save him.

Elizabeth nodded. Her smile had changed. “Yes, but only if you want me to.”

“I don’t.”

Not when the pain was still clinging to him, not when he was at his lowest point, not while the sun was rising and he was falling.

Not when he couldn’t heal by himself.

“Stay, Elizabeth. Please.”

He finally let himself say what he was always thinking.

And she always knew before he even had the chance to say it.

He felt the bed shift as another body joined him, the sheets tangling underneath him, the blankets being moved above him.

“I’m here, Benjamin.”

He knew, because he could feel her touch.

The only touch that didn’t hurt.

The only touch that took away the pain instead of giving into it.

“Thank you, Elizabeth.”

She kissed his shoulder, found his hand, wrapped her fingers around it. “Get some rest, please.”

“Anything for you, my dear.”

He wanted to heal.

He wanted to heal for her.

“Anything for you, Elizabeth.”

#woooooooooooooow #isn't that something #it's about the yearning #anyway i love them #*amanda cries*#please talk to me about this scene i love it SO MUCH #The Summer Soldier and the Sunshine Patriot #SS&SP #Benjamin & Elizabeth #otp: first thing in the morning #Benjamin Tallmadge #Elizabeth Walker #amanda writes #turn: washington's spies #turn amc fic #turn fic #SS&SP spoiler time cause I said so

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All of my Hickory, Dickory & Dock HC’s from my note pad bc Why Not:

. Parents did actually die from an avalanche or rockslide of some kind. They are (possibly) the only yodelers left, which is why they want to preserve their music so much, for their parents.

. There’s a random plot of mountains on Poppy’s map and I’m just gonna assume they are from there ok thanks.

. Fast and resourceful as heck. They live in the mountains and travel a lot so they have to be!

. Being a sub-genre of country technically, they have a satyr like appearance. Folk and Bluegrass trolls probably look about the same or similar though more than likely are based off of deer rather than mountain goats.

. Since they are based off mountain goats they can basically levitate against a complete vertical angle. Powerful.

. Hickory is bi ok. Call it southern charm, hospitality, whatever, but no he bi.

. Dickory and Growly Pete are a thing, why do you think he just let Hickory break Poppy and Branch out like that?

. Leaving Lonesome Flats is a coming out song and is abt Hickory’s internal struggle of finding himself in this essay I’ll-

. Hickory’s the little brother sorry I don’t make the rules.

. Hickory and Dickory have yodel fights and just kinda scream at each other until one of them gives up.

. This is mostly a joke but Dickory can and will commit arson.

. Probably have done lots of disguises before. It’s kind of a requirement for the job, and too, a lot of trolls probably found them kinda weird.

. It took them weeks to perfect their country troll look and movements. Cue montage.

. Dock got separated during the landslide incident and was raised by classical trolls (it’s closest to the mountains on the map) and can sing opera!

. Hickory’s Germanic accent during the reveal scene was more of a shock value thing(esp since he goes back to the country accent later)- he’s always had a little southern drawl to his voice but it slips when he’s really nervous or angry. I am once again projecting in this chili’s tonight.

. Hickory took to country music so much, he was extremely worried about what Dickory might think. He liked who he’d become, the friends he’d made, and how he was perceived, and I mean,,,,he was literally shaking and nodding his head no whenever Dickory went to rip the rest of his disguise off.

. Dickory ends up really liking rock music, Hickory of course takes to country. They each have their own ‘thing’ and love each other for it. EX: Hickory took the brush out of his Tyrolean and put it in his cowboy hat, Dickory likes letting his hair down and getting a rock makeover for Barbs concerts. It’s a good outlet for both of them esp bc Dickory has a tendency to get really stressed out.

. Dock reunites with Hickory and Dickory at the end of the movie and they are v happy and all trans : )

. Hickory’s music style post movie??? See: Cattle Call- Eddy Arnold Empty Yodel No. 0 - Nick Shoulders Long Gone Lonesome Blues - Hank Williams Ur welcome.

. Dock is really nice but Trollzart swears she is a little gremlin not to be messed with. (He’s right)

#twt #Dreamworks trolls #trolls world tour #trolls hickory #trolls dickory #twt spoilers #trolls headcanons #I've had this notepad doc on my phone since the movie came out and I've shared it in servers n stuff but havent posted it here??#I'm sorry I tried putting this under a readmore and I couldn't get it to work?#oof #I dunno how tumblr works tbh I just post my stuff and leave

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2021, February

Biden Law, Five Years Lockdown Monday the first day of February of 2021. Canada Kidnapping Themselves Tuesday. All About Hive Blog Wednesday. Alex Jones and DR. STEVE PIECZENIK Thursday. Are you ready for Weapons of Mass Distraction Friday. Amazon Spies Saturday.

Instagram Rising

I was banned on Bittrex Sunday the 8th. My Cash App is $joeyarnoldvn Monday. Cronyism Sucks Tuesday. Gold-Backed Crypto Wednesday. Protonmail problem on my 36th birthday Thursday. Just kidding. Brother Joined Hive Friday. Shoveling Snow Saturday.

Ice Killed Texans

Happy Valentines Day Sunday the 14th. President's Day. Party at Five Monday. Texas Freezing Tuesday. Vietnamese pho dinner was yummy. Travel Post Banned For Not Being a Travel Post Wednesday. Photoshop Funny Thursday. We Need County Coin Friday. Why is Sweden banning masks Saturday.

Can't Disrupt Commerce lol

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Biden Law, Five Years Lockdown Plan

2021-02-01 - Monday

Hello Pocahontas

Americans to be placed under Extreme Lockdown House-Arrest for at least 12 months, that is the plan. You will be stuck in your house like they did in China. You will starve to death and die. The plan is to begin this before 2022, as in as soon as possible. Your loved ones will die from Covid Vaccines which is already murdering hundreds to thousands of people. This is a hole straight down to the pits of Hell.

Canada Kidnapping Themselves

2021-02-02 - Tuesday

Biden, Harris, Napoleon Dynamite Voting Meme

When Canadians return to their home country, Canada, they're federally kidnapped, imprisoned in Covid Concentration Camps for many days, and then charged at least $2,000. Wow. Justin is so liberal. Let's all move to the Land of the Moose. 2 masks at least says CDC. Go to their website and read the article.

Try To Withdraw Money

If you try to take your money out of your bank, they'll flag you, stick the IRS up your butt. Just try it, I dare you. When you try to withdraw cash, watch what happens, and don't get me started with if you ask for gold when you try to cash out. Paper money was supposed to be an "I-Owe-You" check which is supposed to be exchangeable for actual gold, a place-holder.

All About Hive Blog

2021-02-03 - Wednesday

Picture of Joey Arnold

Hive is like Facebook except it pays you to post. Did you know Covid is also called SARS-COV-2? Wait a minute, whatever happened to SARS-COV-1? Did we have a pandemic for the first one? How are we already in the second one? Was I sleeping while the first one was going around? How many years ago was the first one? Is China stealing oil from Texas? Why was Joe Biden refused a Pentagon security clearance? There has been documented cases where people were missing over 90% of their brain tissue but where still able to function like a normal person. One person to even had just a thin layer around the inside of the skull. Literally an empty head and yet could still function as a human. They are destroying the second amendment right now. You have no idea.

Alex Jones and DR. STEVE PIECZENIK

2021-02-04 - Thursday

Trump Terminator

Big interview between Alex Jones and DR. STEVE PIECZENIK today, 2nd hour of the show. The dollar could lose over 20% of its value under Lord Biden before 2022 and much more the following 12 months. It is likely the dollar will die sooner or later meaning you must convert your dollars into something else while you still can. This is financial advice. You have been warned. Your money is on fire but not in a good way. You're leaking value each day. You might as well give me your money as you're losing your money each second. You're wasting your money as you let inflation destroy the value of fiat. Was the Burma Election stolen like it was in America? If you think Biden won, then you do NOT know who won in Burma. I don't care what military is doing. Who won the election in Burma? I'm asking who got the most real votes excluding the fake votes. I want to know who really won. Please let the REAL WINNER be the leader of what you call Myanmar. Whoever actually won should be allowed to run that country, period. Military should help whoever got the most legal votes in that nation. Period. I don't know who won. I am just saying let the real winner have the power, good or bad.

Fall or Rise of Empires

This is what Mike Adams said today. He said something bad could happen over night, that is to the extent the dollar crashes, they'll try to blame the crazy Redditters, the conservatives, for destroying the money, they'll come up with crazy excuses, conspiracy theories, and then say how they saved us by giving us Biden Coins or whatever they want to call it. They are trying to have one centralized global digital currency, no cash, no decentralized cryptocurrencies. So, I agree this could happen at any time, especially if three or more stimulus checks come out in 2021, as they spend more and more money, as people demand silver, gold, etc. The centralized banking system could fall in the next few years or sooner. As that happens, either the good guys or the crazy globalists and baby eaters can take over as that happens. So, in other words, we are in a major transition in global history similar to the rise or fall of other great empires like that of Rome, Babylon, Persia, England, China, etc. But I can't say if we are in the middle of the fall or the rise of an evil authoritarian regime.

Are you ready for Weapons of Mass Distraction?

2021-02-05 - Friday

Alex Jones

Happy birthday brother. Are you ready for Weapons of Mass Distraction? In order to buy guns in 2021 in America, you either have to right now or potentially soon will have to pay too many taxes, additional taxes, including gun related taxes, and pass a test which includes questions relating to if you want to own a gun. If you answer you want a gun, you fail the test because only crazy bad guys want guns. If you want a gun, pass a test. The only way to pass the test is to answer you do not want a gun. Once you answer you do not want a gun, then the genie in the bottle comes out and says in the voice of Robin Williams in Disney's cartoon movie, Aladdin, "As you wish." There were at least two 2020 USA General Election court cases which heard evidence meaning the other dozen or more cases were unconstitutionally dismissed by compromised judges. There is one case in Arizona which is leading towards potential ballot auditing. There may be other legal cases pending in other states in the United States of America. New court cases may rise. Others are ongoing. Some may be, if they haven't yet, potentially, refiled or retried. In some cases, you can do that. It's not double-jeopardy in some cases. It depends but you can sometimes do this depending on the details. A federal case for example could be then tried on the state level. That is not double jeopardy. You can pressure your local counties to call for ballot audits today. Join the revolution.

Nullifying Federal Executive Orders

North Dakota is planning to nullify (on a state level) unconstitutional federal executive orders. If you're not living in this state, you should either go there or encourage your state to call up North Dakota. Hello Texas, Idaho, Wyoming, Arizona, etc. In the world of rock paper scissor, you can see state and federal power. However, never underestimate the power of the county sheriff which trumps over them. You should make friends with your local sheriffs and talk to them about the rule of law regarding what you have to do in your county, legally speaking. Don't go against the sheriffs. Find out what they expect from you as a citizen of the county you're living in.

Amazon Spies

2021-02-06 - Saturday

Trump

Amazon vans have cameras actively spying on people, as in anybody and everybody as they drive around delivering packages, not just their customers but also neighbors and everyone else as well. They collect the data in order to develop a China Social Credit Score Database. Even if you're not on Facebook, they'll still have your data. If you do something that our overlords deem not right, your social credit score begins to go down and down. A lower Social Credit Score means you will not be able to buy and sell, travel, have food, have protection, have safety, have a job, have schooling, have a house, have children, have parents, have organs, have water, have power, have Internet, have apps, have trash, have doctors, have hospitals, have health care. When you call 911 and say somebody cut off your arm and you are bleeding to death, the operator will answer the phone and say, "Sorry, your social credit score is too low, please raise it to an acceptable level and try your call again. Have a good day. Good bye."

I was banned on Bittrex

2021-02-07 - Sunday

I was banned on Bittrex

Banks and big tech companies are making special cities all around the world. Covid to End on the 31st of March of 2025 according to WorldBank.org.

My Cash App is $joeyarnoldvn

2021-02-08 - Monday

Facebook Restricted

My Cash App is $joeyarnoldvn and what is yours? Let's have a party before the dollar dies. Let's come up with backup plans and come together in local communities while we still can. Now is the time.

Cronyism Sucks

2021-02-09 - Tuesday

Cronyism Sucks

George Washington did NOT say, "My fellow Americans, read my lips, I hereby grant you some rights which we can then take away if there is a pandemic or if you feel a little unsafe regarding your neighbor's cannons." You can either help your state leave the United States of Satan or you can leave that state. A woman in Vancouver, Washington went to a hospital. Nurses and doctors tried to stick a needle in her arm against her wishes. She said no. The hospital called the police who came and kidnapped her for not breaking the law. No crime. The hospital and the police committed crime against her. And believe all women. And what if I told you she was black and black lives matter. And police are bad. The police might as well sell her to sex trafficking. Don't we want to defund the police? And I am Pro-Choice too. My Body My Choice. And none of your business. Thousands of people go to Oakes Farms Market in Florida daily without masks in 2020 and many of them go there seven days a week because it's the new Disneyland, the happiest place on earth, even some of their staff are 80 years old or older and yet are not getting sick. But if you do want to wear a mask, have at it. Hundreds of new customers come in each day from out of state, some come as far as like New York. You can tell they're new because when they enter the store, their jaws drop like as if they're cartoon characters.

Cash App

My Cash App is $joeyarnoldvn and what is yours? Let's have a party before the dollar dies. Let's come up with backup plans and come together in local communities while we still can. Now is the time. I will invest in a gold-backed cryptocurrency, as much as I can. Is there such a thing yet? Sign up to be a First Responder today, just call, not toll-free, at 1-800-Get-A-Gun-Duh. Don't kill your chickens, wait until they die of old age, say a little prayer to remember the wonderful life Chicken Little had and then get out your knife and prepare for a feast in honor of the life of the little guy. Study shows over 80% of Covid-19 Patients have vitamin D deficiency. Nurses stick stuff inside babies causing hearts to stop. After that, they try their best to restart the infant's hearts. Too many do die. It is covered up. You don't hear about it. Most viruses die in the air within seconds. Over 85 percent of child trafficking related things seem to be happening on Facebook Messenger.

Gold-Backed Crypto

2021-02-10 - Wednesday

Find me on Instagram at Joeyarnoldvn

Gold and silver are accepted as legal currencies in Utah, Oregon, Colorado, Oklahoma, and Missouri. Before 2030, globalists will most likely murder over 6 billion people. The good news is, number one, we can try to stop some of that, and, number two, regardless, you don't have to be one of them, you don't have to die, there may be only a billion people left on our planet soon. Come join me and survive this coming Holocaust. The greatest Holocaust ever. Save as many people as you can. But at the same time, you don't have to die. Get out of the big cities. Find a farm while you still can. You are running out of time. Find a community of like-minded people and get a room, I mean a community, a neighborhood, a state where you can find like-minded people. Do it while you still can.

Genocide Coming

Because there may be over 7 billion people who support the globalist agenda, they will end up dying most likely in the next few years. You must be prepared for this probability or worst case scenario. Every day you're still not dead yet is precious. You get what you promote. Justice is coming. There are consequences and rewards for the actions we take in life. Will you buy smart underwear which will be connected to the NSA? How do we detox from the lead which is in the soil? I have a friend named Tim Osman. Please don't Google his name. You can make money posting to blockchain social networks, I can help you sign up for free, no credit cards, no money required. I post on these websites and I make money. I did not put any money into them. You can take the money out. You can wire the money to crypto exchanges, banks, wallets.

Protonmail Banned Me on my 36th birthday.

2021-02-11 - Thursday

Protonmail Banned Me on my 36th birthday.

Protonmail Banned Me on my 36th birthday. Step one, find out how many people died annually for the last ten years in your country. Step two, please post those statistics for each individual year including 2020 in your report. We will copy and paste what you find everywhere. Thank you very much. Leftists say you have to say chest, can't say your baby is sucking on your breasts. You have to say human milk. You cannot say it is the milk of the mother. Oh My God. Russia killed the ALL-MIGHTY DOLLAR! I hate you RUSSIA! Are you happy America is becoming Venezuela in the next few years or much sooner because you do nothing, isn't that really cool that you're helping this republic and the world crumble? Are you excited as millions of people die? Do you wake up each morning happy that you don't care about this? Covid Vaccine has over 5 different viruses which it programs and mass produces in your cells to eat up your body from the inside-out, to attack the proteins, to kill your babies, to give you HIV, to kill your immune system and cause you to die from the common cold within months to the extend you're lacking enough essential vitamins.

Regarding Gold-Backed Cryptocurrencies

But the idea of a gold-backed cryptocurrency could at least in theory become a 2-in-1 deal where it might be backed by gold and yet as a fail-safe if all else goes wrong, if governments and others come in to confiscate the gold, you would still have something like Bitcoin or whatever type of cryptocurrency it may be. I see that as a potential two in one deal. Of course the risks, liability, privacy risks of having governments seek to imprison people for having gold which might be connected to a cryptocurrency, I understand that might be too big of a risk in some situations, it may be harder to be anonymous if police were to spot you holding some gold. Finding ways to stay as anonymous online in the mist of tyranny is a worthy cause and that is why I value the 4th amendment of the U.S. constitution. Cartoons and other children shows are actively singing songs and otherwise encouraging toddlers to wear masks, to not shake hands, hug, or get close to other people; to simply not be humans at all, this will scar these kids for the rest of their lives, deep intellectual abuse.

Brother Joined Hive

2021-02-12 - Friday

My brother joined Hive - When I Was Young, Busted Knees, No Helmets, No Limits

Mother cries as insulin for his son who could die without it costs more than $500 even as it only costs pennies to make. Biden did this. Watch the video of this mother in her car video. Listen to her passion as she speaks truth. They say even after everyone on the planet is vaccinated, we still must have lockdown globally, even in ten years from now. Are you happy for living on Planet Wall-E as Fat People stuck in The Matrix? Over ten million starved to death in 2020 thanks to people staying at home and being safe. We kept ourselves so safe, we ended up dying because we had no food. We are so scared, we make the problem worse. The odds of coming up with the exact numbers of the 2020 U.S. General Elections, Mathematician Expert Edward Solomon says there aren't enough stars in the known universe to have it come up by chance apart from electronic manipulation, statistically, it's astronomical, he went on to say there aren't even enough atoms in the universe. Biden won exactly the same percentage points across multiple precincts at designated times a day just long enough to put him in the lead. One example in Fulton County, Georgia on starting at 12:54 AM on Wednesday, the 4th of November of 2020, the percentage was set 5.5555%, and every 30 minutes to an hour plus a few times on Thursday, that is eleven separate times, each time it was exactly 5.555% percent, and that is humanly impossible to replicate by hand without the help of voting software.

Elmo Vaccine

Elmo got the vaccine and people on Sesame Street are locked in their homes like as if they were living in China. Children are being brainwashed. This is worse than sexual abuse. Green means you can travel. Different colors means different things under the Chinese Credit Score which is going to Europe, Australia, Canada, and is also slowly getting into America. If the centralized powers don't like you or your friends, then you can't work, school, travel, buy, sell, have your kids, have Internet, have a phone plan, health care, police care, fire care, water, sewer, garbage, food, etc. There is an alleged James Clapper interrogation audio tape which I'm listening to right now.

Shoveling Snow

2021-02-13 - Saturday

Michelle Obama, "Joe Biden, get your hands off my dick."

Before getting the Covid Vaccine, read the ingredients, the insert. And tell yourself, oh, I am putting this thing in my body, that is awesome. And oh, I am putting this other thing in my body. It is not a vaccine. Ignorance is Bliss. It's cool when you don't know you don't know something. It's cool when millions of people are likely to die or very close to it in 2021 because of Covid Vaccines.

Money is Dying

Cannot wait for the dollar to die. A study found that over 80% of those who got Covid were vitamin-D deficient. And the Flu magically disappeared during the winter. If you're going off the CDC website, you should make a list of the exact numbers.

Happy Valentines Day

2021-02-14 - Sunday

Joe Biden in like 2003

Happy Valentines Day. America has been dead for 209 years. They try to kill people via nano bots which goes into the body to cause flu like symptoms. That is fused with 5G, geoengineering, chemicals, waves, a variety of things working together. You must actively try ten times harder to counter as much of it all as you can, your ignorance is bliss, your children will suffer to the extent you try not to counter things you are yet to know. I repeat, things you are yet to know. Apple cider vinegar, 2 tablespoons a day but broken up gradually throughout the day, can help you. Encouraging healthy pH blood level balance minimizes cancer, detoxifies the liver, dissolves viruses, and helps the heart. The brain-gut connection. Is it true the last U.S. President to take the oath for the united states for America was back in around 1812? Has America been dead for over two centuries now? Did you know there is a star inside our earth? Biden is telling Americans to wear masks until 2022.

Reducing Zombism

Candida is a type of fungus which helps decompose dead bodies but the problem comes when the people are still alive while Candida is excessively growing and eating up your body even before you are actually dead. Therefore, you want to look at fasting, at starving those little guys at least once every ten years if not as often as you can to minimize how much of them you have inside of your biology. Borax detoxes fluoride from the brain. Inside your body are the bad guys, the fungi, which wants your body to die, and the good guys, which are the bacteria which wants your body to live, that is the civil war within your chemical makeup. The pineal gland in our brain is a spiritual window into the Supernatural Internet which transcends space and time, it truly is the third eye, but fluoride blocks it. Does the earth have two moons?

Party at Five

2021-02-15 - Monday

Star Wars Luke Kenobi Father Vader Anakin Floor is Lava Game Sucks He Was And Died Hahaha Meme

Party at Five. RINOs are Republican In Name Only and PINOs are Patriots In Name Only. Thousands of refugees are being allowed into California and Texas from Mexico but without being tested for Covid, no masks, no safety. But if you want to go anywhere or do anything, you have to get tested. When immigrants come in, as they do right now, they are NOT being tested for anything really, they can pass on diseases to you and you are not allowed to do anything period.

Texas Freezing

2021-02-16 - Tuesday

Girl from Firefly show

A 28 YEAR OLD WISCONSIN MOM DIES DAYS AFTER SECOND PFIZER SHOT. Why are kids sneaking out of the White House? Is Tom Cruise part of an off-planet corporation called Umbrella? You can find really old videos on the Internet of really tall people, some of them may be 14 feet tall or taller as you can see people and horses almost reach the height of this man's knees. Did you really think those videos were fake? Many times you'll find truth hiding in plain sight. Truth is often lying underneath your nose all along. This takes the Mandela Effect to a whole new level. Is the South Pole actually the North Pole? It's below zero degrees in Texas right now, they refusing to turn the power back on as people freeze to death, they're shutting down stores as people starve to death, and they're refusing to plow roads. You can literally watch videos of giant semi-trucks crashing into other trucks, at least three giant trucks, one which was going at least 70 MPH and the others were going pretty fast too, several people died in just that pile up alone.

Who is Oatmeal Joey Arnold?

I am single, 36 years old, I live in Shelton, I am Christian, no kids, I live with my parents, I don't wear a mask ever, I listen to Alex Jones, I love Trump, I am a little bit crazy, I don't work. I don't have a job. I just sit on a computer all day writing on my blog and that is it. Was the inspiration behind the Star Gate movies and shows stolen from the Native American Indians? Weather manipulation meetings at your local town hall in a county or state near you, why are you not there to ask them questions? Things got so bad in India that they created a task force and then ended up banning the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation. That's how EVIL India is. Hey folks, how could India keep out our SAVIORS? We all know Bill Gates is the second coming of Jesus Christ. Kissinger wrote a report back in the 1970s regarding how to control the African population.

Travel Post Banned For Not Being a Travel Post

2021-02-17 - Wednesday

White Culture Dont Have Any Joke Yes We Do

Texas Dark Winter to last for weeks, people are freezing and starving to death, people are so excited as the globalists take over the world, Biden said the Dark Winter was coming, he was right. Be prepared for a new biological weapon, a new Covid disease, coming either this year in 2021 or at least before 2025. It will kill at least 4 billion people. Don't tell me I didn't warn you. I'm on record trying to tell you how bad things are. If you're reading this, you're guilty of not caring. Please, do something. The clock is ticking. Will China be aiming nuclear weapons at 24 targets across the globe, will it be real, will it be staged, will it be an excuse to lockdown the world, what is going to happen? Will it be exactly 24 different places in different countries around this planet? Will this be a good thing or a bad thing? Will the good guys or the bad guys be able to take control of whatever that might happen in February of 2021? Will it be any day now? Will people fall for false flags? Is there anything we can do right now?

Bill Gates Over Biden

Biden won't speak to world leaders. Boris Johnson said Bill Gates is really the head of the G8. This is how globalism works. They're getting the general population used to the world being run by technocracy. In a secret video, Mark Zuckerberg told his Facebook staff he didn't trust the Covid Vaccine. So, why isn't Mark telling his 2 billion users this? Why keep such a thing a secret? In the 1960s, America asked Russia to start a world war against China but Russia declined. That was declassified.

Photoshop Funny

2021-02-18 - Thursday

1776 Put Mask On Americans No Way

Funny story today, somebody used photoshop to try to fool me ahahahahhaaa! Biden is taking over the Texan Power-Grid, red alert, warning warning. We know their plan. We know the patterns. They'll say deadlier strands are out there now. This will likely be by the fall of 2021 if not a lot sooner. The strands will generally be less deadly. But it's extremely coordinated, scripted, they will all try their best to make you gulp down this Kool-Aid of Death. Shifting into Techno-Scientific Dictatorship, they're phasing the general public to accept this shift in world history globally, most people are stuck in a trance and they do NOT even know it. Even if you tell them, they will say to you, "You are crazy." THEY'RE PUTTING CHEMICALS IN THE SKY THAT MAKES THE SNOW GAY. The power grid was an attack on water-power devices, especially in the 1930s. Some people had water-powered devices. They didn't need electricity because they water-powered devices.

Scaring Children to Death

A ten year old was admitted to the hospital because he was losing weight because he was refusing to eat for so long because he was afraid he would get Covid and die. Sergeant Major said they don't call it a Lie-Berry for nothing. Did you know they used to have water-powered mechanical devices? You were not told real history. A lot of stuff covered up. Why not get back to water power? Aren't you even just a little bit curious? People had free electricity thanks to tap water in the early 1900s. So, why would people give that up? What happened? Why trade that in for a monthly electricity bill?

We Need County Coin

2021-02-19 - Friday

Lauren Chen was on Friday Night Tights

Steele mentioned the idea of CountyNet. Also, he mentioned an idea of a CountyCoin which loses value the farther away from the county the coin moves in order to incentivize investing back into the same community as opposed to going excessively and obsessively overseas aggressively, as in too much and too often. I confess I fell for fake news when I thought Babbit died. I was wrong. Steele says Wall Street and others stolen 100 trillion dollars. People in power plants in Texas were ordered to lower down, to power down to zero percent in most cases, the documents are here, you can read the documents, they were ordered to do this on purpose, this is KILLING PEOPLE, and YOU DO NOT CARE. Do you have no friends or family in Texas? 2021-02-14 - Sunday - 08:51 PM EST - The 14th of February of 2021 - DOE Order Number 202-21-1 was issued for Texas (ERCOT), for more info, go to Energy dot gov, their official government website.

Texas Being Murdered

The Department of Energy (DOE) was ordered to turn off the power in Texas which is causing people to die. They're literally murdering people and nobody cares. The evidence is right there, we can all grab and share it. But nobody cares that thousands to millions of Texans are starving and freezing to death. I said, to death. The Department of Energy told Texas they CANNOT produce more energy, that is why people are dying. DOE Order Number 202-21-1 mentions ERCOT (ISO), this document can be read on their official government website, you can go there, you can read it, you can pass it on to your friends, or you can let your friends die in the cold in Texas with no power. Texas electricity bill for your power, just this week now, went from $50 per Megawatt to over $9000 per Megawatt. Breaking News, Megan Fox is an Anti-Masker which means she is Pro-Vitamin, we are all going to die.

Why is Sweden banning masks?

2021-02-20 - Saturday

Alpha Heater

Why is Sweden banning masks? Many times, they ban people from YouTube but then let other upload the same videos or similar videos and profit from them. The Covid Vaccine is not a remedy but an operating system.

The Healthy American

2021-02-21 - Sunday

We Stole It Fair & Square

Stores are not legally allowed to discriminate or disrupt commerce which comes from even the customers who refuses to wear masks. Stores can say it's private property. However, because the stores are open to the public, thanks to the 4th amendment, thanks to other things as well, prohibiting customers is discrimination among other things as well. The maskless buyer is not trespassing if he or she is not disrupting commerce. Moreover, when you prohibit customers from stores, then you are engaging in the disruption of commerce which may be illegal among other things as well partly because the customers are part of the free market exchange system which we call commerce. Stopping customers means you are disrupting commerce. That is illegal. You should go to jail for disrupting commerce. It may be many different things, not just that. Stores and states must be held accountable for violating laws. Stores are public. They cannot enforce masks. Churches however are legally considered to be private and can enforce masks.

Weekly Oatmeal Show - Episode 001

2021-02-22 - Monday

Coco Cola White Polar Bear Fired For Being Too White

Sound of Freedom is a great movie. The only preparedness that counts is the preparedness that happens when you don't yet need it. One day without notice, you will wake up and you will go to an ATM and it will not work. You will have no food in your house for many weeks to many months or longer. It takes less energy to walk on two legs than it takes to run four legs. The majority of suicides are from white male adults. Second spot is held by black male adults. Why was Bill Gates thrown out of 32 countries? New monthly vaccines for the virus of the month. Are you excited? He said now we have to difficult work of "Untying this knot," that is code for crazy people have to be sent off to re-educational FEMA camps where they will either recant or be murdered.

Gina Carona Interview with Ben Shapiro

2021-02-23 - Tuesday

Gina Carona Interview with Ben Shapiro

Gina interview. Why did NASA stop looking for life on Mars in 1976, why did they transition after that to geology, to looking for rocks? Trump got over 80 million votes while Biden got less than 40 million. Why are so many world leaders saying Covid-19 is permanent? They refuse to test it on animals because it kills animals or worse. No animals were harm in the making of this post. God save the animals. I'm glad we skipped animal-testing.

Being Dead Due To Birth

2021-02-24 - Wednesday

Tell Me Your Secrets

The only time your name is written in all uppercase capital letters is on your tombstone and yet that is how it's formatted on birth certificates, when parents sign it IN CURSIVE LETTERS when you are born, that is necromancy. When they say you can't leave the hospital with your own newborn infant baby without signing it, that is theft or worse. Legally speaking, it is a literal death sentence as you are literally selling away your baby. You need to live in groups of at least ten people. Zombies will be coming from the big cities. Protect your family from the walking dead. Why are so many big people being arrested around the world each day? Why?

Who Controls The Military Right Now?

Was an executive order or other items signed officially in 2019 authorizing a former (allegedly incumbent) U.S. President full control of the military even up to 60 days after an alleged inauguration of a alleged new administration (that is the new but fake President of the possibly defunct United Corporate States of America) which would end in or around, approximately, on the 20th of March of 2021? Please let me know such things were not signed. Please let your friends know nothing at all happened in 2019 at all. I'm only asking. I have no idea what happened.

Captain Biden Flying Around Zapping Brown Kids

2021-02-25 - Thursday

Captain Biden Flying Around Zapping Brown Kids

My gender is oatmeal. That is the kind of sex or gender I am. In India, doctors are saying women who get the Covid Vaccines are showing signs of the beginning stages of sudden breast cancer. Wow. This is amazing. Sign me up. Now we can all be Booby-Free Angelina Jolie. Please stick ten of those things in my arms today. Quick, this cannot come fast enough. Make boobs not great again. Please tell your friends how awesome this is. Learn To Say No Just For One Day Article. Tree Court Article.

Globalist vs Brazil

In Brazil, they're trying to force the government to not only waive all liability for the Covid Vaccines but also to sign over military bases over to them as well, it's insane but crazy things happen daily if only you knew the half of it. Back to American news. The Supreme Court has committed treason against the constitution and the republic of these American states. They've ruled saying whoever cheats the most in an election gets to be the alleged president of this defunct fake corporation which we illegally call in all caps THE UNITED STATES OF [not 'for'] AMERICA. Cheating is not only allowed but now also endorsed by the highest court of the land.

My-Body-My-Choice No-Mask Sign

2021-02-26 - Friday

My-Body-My-Choice No-Mask Sign

Masks Causes Bacteria Pneumonia. My-Body-My-Choice No-Mask Sign. Their goal is to make all humans unable to naturally reproduce by 2030. Why is South Africa cancelling the Covid Vaccine? There is also related news in Brazil, India, etc. See, people are dying from vaccines. They've been spending billions to trillions of dollars covering up vaccine deaths for decades globally. They murder people who expose this or worse in most cases. You have no idea how bad it is. Bill Gates and others are involved in giving vaccines to people around the world. That is why Bill Gates is banned in so many countries. In other news, there may be someday selling cloned synthetic children meat to encourage people to eat. Hell, they may have it ready already. Celebrity meat actually. The only we defeat this invisible enemy is to decide our own destiny. 80% of people who died of Covid in Canada were in nursing homes. 101 Pocketball Journal Scans Uploaded.

Covid Vaccines Are Murdering People

Why are over 75% of U.S. military troops refusing the Covid Vaccine? Because vaccines kill people. But more than that, the Covid Vaccine is not a vaccine. It utilizes mRNA which turns your cells into virus factories. That is what mRNA is. See, the M on mRNA means MESSENGER. This is Basic Biology & Science 101 For Dummies here. The vaccine literally sends messages or mRNA into the cell nucleus to tell it to make specific items. Covid-19 and the alleged vaccines in response to it are both GMO-like chimera monsters. They're a combination of different viruses, different things, I'm talking Frankenstein on a microscopic level. I've been talking about this many times. That is why so many people and so many countries are saying no to the vaccines. And again, the Covid Vaccines are not even vaccines to begin with. I wouldn't even be surprised if nano-tech is involved among other things in regards to these things which are murdering people right now. Sadly, they're blaming the mRNA deaths on Covid. So, they're trying very hard to make you think that you need to take monthly vaccines. And the more people die, the more they'll say, "Hurry up, you need even more vaccines, etc." Remember, they have spent billions to trillions of dollars covering up vaccine deaths. They murdered many people who tried exposing them. Fake news would never tell you all of this because they're fake news.

Cleaned Out a Chicken House

2021-02-27 - Saturday

Alex Jones Predicting Covid-19 Back in 2010

Wear a mask or I'm calling the cops. Alright, call the cops. I'm suing them. In 2020, over 40 million alleged votes for Biden were fake. In 2008, it was reported that HAARP was learning how to steer hurricanes via high-atmosphere heat injection, kind of like guiding a kitten with a string. Watch out for Bioterrorism says Bill Gates. Which reminds me, kind of funny how Texas was suddenly colder than Montana. Wow. Out of nowhere. What happened on this day in 1933? Reich Fire. Hitler. Germany. Klaus Schwab says you will ONLY ONLY ONLY eat bugs and will love it.

What is in the Covid Vaccine?

Some of the ingredients for the mRNA Covid Vaccine includes some of the most commonly consumed things including vinegar, salt, sugar, plus a few very common preservatives found in so many food items. Too many people buy processed foods which includes preservatives in them. So, why are these commonly consumed items in the vaccine? It is there to trigger autoimmune responses in your body's immune system. It may takes years for your body to get there, but slowly over time, your body will begin to develop allergies to salt, sugar, vinegar, etc. These allergies may spiral out of control into even worse problems over time. Now, that is just the tip of the iceberg. But it is a good thing to start with and share with others. Don't believe me. Don't take my word for it. Go get a list of the ingredients to these vaccines and post them here. I will wait for your awesome responses. Thank you so much in advance for responding with the real list of ingredients. Prove me wrong. Easy to do. Just show me the ingredients. Show me these items, like salt, is not in the vaccine.

DEADLY-ALLERGIC to YOUR-OWN-BODY

2021-02-28 - Sunday

Covid Vaccine Ingredients

Your body will become DEADLY-ALLERGIC to YOUR-OWN-BODY. Why is Pfizer giving their customers one thing but their staff a different thing? Pfizer got a new drug out which is going to help people deal with one of the side-effects of their own vaccines. So, they make money trying to fool you into getting one and then even more money when you have to come back to take some of their drugs to deal with the deadly side-effects. Have fun, kids. You WILL swell up like a balloon. I warned you. Why were thousands to millions of 2020 ballots had computer-printed vote marks as opposed hand-written vote marks all for Biden and none for Trump?

Trump 2024 is Retarded

Downvote because Trump won in 2020. See, they can steal it from Trump in 2024 too. We have to call for FORENSIC-STYLE ballot audits in each county each day. Call people. Email people. You can make a difference. Call the military. Call Congress. Call judges. Write letters. Protest in person. Make videos. Write articles. Share things everywhere. Do something. If you are reading this and you are doing nothing, then you deserve Biden and the Chinese takeover of America.

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My Friend, you are either on my side, by my side or in my fucking way. The choice is yours.

That title though.... mmmm gurl, she's a banger!

Franz, (Yes that could be short for Franzia Boxed wine, but you may never know!) How are you? What is up. What's the hot gossip, what are the cool jams, what are the kids listening to? Oh, sorry- let me go fix my hair.

Let's get to to it. The dirty.. Man, I am clearly out of practice. Like a Football Player trying to throw an "Arnold Phillip Shortman" Shaped head. Yes, I googled what is, "Hey Arnolds's last name."

Thanks Google.

Is there a food that stimulates getting over writer's block? Hmm shall I goog? NO.

Let's say its pickles. Well shit, now i want pickles...

Please hold as your creativity loads, and your blockages dissolve. The duration of this hold time is- One 12 oz. Keystone Light, and 5 Baby Kosher Milwaukee Pickles.

Some may think this is an odd match but goodonya, can't hate til ya try it mate!

Speaking of trying new things..... Head over to Spotify and listen to some new Jammin Gems that will bring your earholes some much needed love. Eargasms for an approximate 43 minutes. That’s Spotify.com and Search for : Maiden of Musical mixes and wham-bam, Hey thanks The Sam! Be taken on a musical venture that you didn't even realize you needed.

Lately, the life has thrown weird things at me. And not the good weird, the bad kind. The kind that is like biting into a piece of under-cooked meat, or opening a Keystone Light and having it explode under all the pressure.

Taking unfulfilling jobs to "make dat monaaaay", takes a toll my friends. Floundering and attaching to careers that bring little happiness is not a way to live. Especially when over 958937597387425982 hours of your life "earning dat money". So what? Quit a job, take a new one? Get fired from your current role, out of circumstances that have been out of your control? No.

Find ways to rally.

Be your own hero.

Which is why this week's Eargasm features are:

Adelitas Way featuring New Medicine - Own It

Weezer- Hero

Adelitas Way!

Mm! These men do not get enough credit in our Rock community. So what that Rick doesn't ALWAYS scream like an angry banshee after stubbing his Toes! The utter Chemistry the band brings to live performances, and how cohesive they are is mighty respectable. I have had the pleasure of chatting with these fellas a few times, and seeing over 3 performances. I have witnessed Rick stage dive into the crowd and get carried football fields away, to a completely different set. They bring their A game every.single.damn.time!

Own It. That is what they do, have done and will continue doing! This catchy tune is about owning who you are as a Homo-Sapien. Positive and Negative traits, ya just gotta embrace em’. Or, Own It. Own who the the hell you are, and never apologize for it, and Own It alllllllways. <3 Ain’t afraid to own it.

Weezer. Man I have loved them since May 10th, 1994. (If you are a WEEZER BUFF, you will know this date.)

5. That is how old I would have been. Excuse me, while I go sob about old agenessism happening that I, for one, did not sign up for.

Back to Weezer.

They are on my bucket list to see. Punky, Uppity Happiness that floods the ole earholes with joyous tempos and lyrical ear worms that continuously flood your brainbox. Mmhmm. No friends, fam, 3 fans, I am not friends with Weezer, personally. YET.

This song reminds me of my fellow DNA sharers, who happen to be the other 2 offspring of my Mother. Shout Out Sissies.

Sissies- HA. No, these 2 do not have a sissy gene in their Den-ahhh, and it is so admirable. I won’t overshare, or get soups sentimental. Role Models, Blueprints, H.B.I.C.’s. Yes. Check, Check. My sisters have been trailblazers from day one. They don’t do things in conventional, normal ways- they pave their own damn paths and do it their way, and that my friends is the most badass thing I for one will ever witness.

SO, what did we learn?

Don’t worry. I don’t remember either.

Jkrowling. Own it, and Be Your Hero.

Well, that about does it folks. Until next time, this has been my pleasure. Or something. I blame the Keystone for my lack of sense making.

Cheers! xo

The Sam

Happy Mother's day!

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"I wish my mind wasn't an abuser. But here I am allowing abuse of self. My mind is a den of wolves, tearing into every good memory I ever had, making a feast out of misery, how could I ever be whole when the world's broken me down to dust?” - Pamela Northutt

“ You wouldn't believe the things I've seen, the hell I've been through, you would say I stole it straight from a fictitious novel, but no, reality is often darker then fiction ever could be.” - Pamela Northutt

“ I'm nothing but barebones and thoughts of self harm, I'd walk into a den of lions if it meant I could find peace. The lions could tear into me, and still it'd be better than what my thoughts do to me. Because maybe, finally I'd be able to rest.” - Pamela Northutt

“ I don't need a metaphor to explain this pain, but it seems it's all people understand these days. You could say, "I'm hurting, and I don't know how to fix it." And yet people wouldn't believe you, they say you're crying wolf, you have every reason to be happy, so be happy.” - Pamela Northutt

"The truth stings as a bullet wound would. Because often, it's what'll kill a man. Ya know, I heard of this plant, once, the Gympie-Gympie, it's sting is so bad, that it leads horses to leap off of cliffsides, now the only thing that has that affect on humanity, is the truth.” - Ewan Hanstammer

“ I've watched men pull the trigger because they learned the truth, they learned their wives were having affairs, or a family secret that lead them down a rabbit hole, but they were never Alice, and this was never Wonderland, it was simply reality, and isn't that what makes it oh so frightening?” - Ewan Hanstammer

“ All it takes to unravel a life is a single bullet, and all it takes to kill a man is a single word.” - Ewan Hanstammer

“ Man kind is doomed to swallow lies, because they just know the truth is just as lethal as the electric chair.” - Ewan Hanstammer

“ I'd plead to the Heavens, but all that ever got me was a coupl'a thoughts from my own damn skull.” - Joey Broker

“ They say it's all apart of God's plan, then what is the end goal of all this pain? Is it supposed to make me stronger? Cause all I feel is weakness trickling through my damn veins.” - Joey Broker

“ If I was given a gun, and was told to shoot the man who undid me, I'd cock my pistol and go forth into the unknown with the intent of pulling the trigger twice. Once against his skull, once against mine.” - Joey Broker

"My heart bares as many tragedies as the night owns stars.” - Connie Averfollow

“ All I can do is lay here and remember, by God do I wish I could forget them but I can't, by God I fucking can't.” - Connie Averfollow

“ I suppose I had Rosita for a wonderful twenty three years, but these fifteen years without her is what hurts.” - Connie Averfollow

"I'll say sorry for all I've done, if only it would change a damn thing." - Connie Averfollow

"I am missing, because who you knew is just another portrait slapped onto a carton of milk and forgotten the next day.” - Harry Downsworth

“ I gave the devil her dance, twirled underneath the flames of my childhood innocence, and now here I am helpless and left for dead in my own damn skin.” - Harry Downsworth

“ I'm a haunted memory of what's forgotten by the world, but always remembered by me.” - Harry Downsworth

“ Where once the sun shone bright and I could see every color my eyes could perceive, now I see the world in black and white. Because I suppose I'm the absence of light, because all I can feel is darkness.” - Harry Downsworth

"My heart is ruled by a blood thirsty wolf whom prowls underneath the moon and asks only one question. How doth I hunt in a world where hunters are condemned?” - Oskirrith Boncoat

“ I find the world works in strange and mysterious ways, one can kill to survive, and yet find damnation, but another man can kill to protect his family, his country, and be called honorable. There's no in-between.” - Oskirrith Boncoat

“ I bare bloodstained fangs and howl at the crimson moon, because that's all a wolf can do, really. He can deny his instincts, his inner nature, but all he'll do is starve.” - Oskirrith Boncoat

“ This world was made for those with ill intentions and unholy desires. I'll send you to your God howling, but I'll go to mine bloodstained.” - Oskirrith Boncoat

"Can't claim you're fighting for peace when you load your rifle with death. But that's all the world ever does, forces us into impossible situations and expects us to choose.” - Santos Valos

“ I've got my scars on this battered heart of mine, I hold them close, because they're what keeps me going. I won't go down without a fight, if I'm to go down, it'll be spitting my blood and baring my fangs. If I'm to die, it's to protect my damn sister.” - Santos Valos

"I'm a bloodstained lullaby flyin' on crimson wings. All I got left these days, is the thought'a revenge, and I ask da question, does that make me cruel or broken?” - Adelaide Debbens

“ He was me guidin' light, 'e gave me the world with the smile 'e'd give me, and now dat I don't 'ave 'im, I don't have the world, mate. I have nothin' but me damn gun and a sin on me fuckin' mind.” - Adelaide Debbens

“ 'E had no reason ta kill my love, but I 'ave plenty'a damn reason ta kill him.” - Adelaide Debbens

“ I don't need a gun ta take back what's mine, just a dagger and me damn wit.” - Adelaide Debbens

"These days, being yourself is a damnable offense.” - Charlie Holyman

“ I could hold onto my faith in God, but is that the crucifix I carry on this scarred back of mine? I'm whipped and bloody from this world's abuse, been through things no woman should have to see and tried to hold onto this faith I got, but holding onto something that's already lost is a dangerous game. It's just like playing Russian Roulette with a fully loaded gun, you're doomed to lose.” - Charlie Holyman

“ You're the forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden and still I would take you. It might be a sin to love that woman, but I've lived a life of it and I imagine one more sin doesn't change my destination.” - Charlie Holyman

“ I could run from all this pain, but it'll always catch up to me. No matter what way I put it, I'm doomed to this sorrow, because it's a piece of me. Perhaps I'm bad natured or just looking for a way to cope, but I'm sorry. Cause I suppose losing oneself is the human condition, and I'm coughing up myself." - Charlie Holyman

"The world shoved a blade in my hands and told me to fight when I was only a child. And so I went to war, fought in a quaint little ghost town filled with secrets and unheard prayers, I suppose when the Lord can't hear you scream, all you can do is go hoarse.” - Eliskira Waters

“ I brandish my blade with pride, I've bared the markings of battle since I was twelve. I speak a foreign language of violence, my accent is a tangy iron, and my vowels are the clashing of metal.” - Eliskira Waters

"The sirens sing a bloodshot lullaby, I've followed them time after time, because when the one you love's life is on the line, you'd steer your ship into jagged rocks and capsize your own boat. And so I have drowned for her, not in the sense that I am dead, just in the sense that I'm not the same woman she married.” - Dove Patchens

“ I'm surrounded by love, but I fear if my darkest secrets tore their way out of my throat, they would choke on the darkness I keep inside of me.” - Dove Patchens

“ I couldn't possibly be my namesake, my father named me Dove, because he believed I would fly free. But here I am, in a little birdcage, believing this is what it's like to be free. As a man once said, a bird born in captivity will think flight is a crime. But alas, alas, it's freedom, and the key is nothing but an illusion I can't reach. I'm a dove trapped in a cage of misery, believing it to be peace." - Dove Patchens

"Despite da daggers in me back and da scars on me 'eart, I stand tall through da bleedin' if only ta protect me damn family. I 'ave spent me whole life protectin' what I got, I dun't fink aboot wot I dun't 'ave, because dat'll only distract me from da present.” - Pearl Joy

“ I dun't knu wot happened ta 'im, but I can only 'ope 'e finds peace, in 'is mind, in 'is life, and hopefully death isn't da only cure ta 'is pain.” - Pearl Joy

“ Me family is da only reason I'm 'ere, dey love me, dey support me and I'll always brandish a spear and me fangs when push comes ta fookin' shove.” - Pearl Joy

"I've been ashes before. How could I ever remain the same after I burned in the fire of who I am? The way I howled and shrieked as I was damned rings in my mind, and perhaps, I should've stayed in the dark abyss.” - Eldridge Wolfmoon

“ Somedays I wish I was still dead because at least I didn't have to deal with life. By God, isn't it so much easier to be dead than alive? I was a floating nothing in an abyss, for I would always choose nothing, over something.” - Eldridge Wolfmoon

“ This world is wicked in nature, no wonder the roses have thorns and the berries are poisonous.” - Eldridge Wolfmoon

“ I fall asleep and see only flame, my death haunts me. I am my own ghost, haunting the halls of my own mind I am the fly amongst spiders and always wonder why it is I caught in the web. I'm standing stagnant, because I'm so stuck in the past, I can't live with my death, it was supposed to be the end, so why am I still here?” - Eldridge Wolfmoon

“ You may never right your wrongs, only accept them.” - Eldridge Wolfmoon

“ "'Eavy is da burden 'a my sins, but 'ere I lay, crushed by da damn weight.” - Arnold Schull

“ I've been a bloody rippa' since da age'a fifteen, covered in the blood of boys doomed ta early graves. I'm a bloodstained wolf, me claws covered in crimson and me 'eart a pitch black lagoon'a sins yet ta be committed.” - Arnold Schull

“ I don't want redemption, I don't want forgiveness nor love, nor anythin'a the damn sort. I just want some damn rest, mate. But 'ere I am, fightin' for me life and sinnin' as if there were no damn tomorrow. And if I continue on dis path, there won't be.” - Arnold Schull

“ I'm a broken commandment, God said thou shalt not kill, and so I killed the good man I were. God said thou shalt not steal and so I ripped me still beatin' heart from my chest and watched it drip the darkest shade'a black.” - Arnold Schull

“ I seek guidance, but alas I am given a candle with no flame, the wax already dripping down my fingers, and I must tread forward with no light to guide my way.” - Salvatore Broker

“ All my life I have read from the words of God, but it's often I ponder on if I read all the wrong words, perhaps I've always been in the Devil's trap and just never once knew of it. Do you think rats in mazes know they're an experiment? I would be no different, I could be chasing dead ends and think I'm free.” - Salvatore Broker

“ I spit what I believe to be the truth to those in the pews, not realizing all that came from my lips was venom.” - Salvatore Broker

“ I've been scarred, pushed down and made ta put down those I called brotha'. But I stand tall despite that, I can't let the past be a burden, I can't let the future be a tragedy.” - Alejandro Schull

“ My son 'as fallen far, but I think, if he only realized his heart was never black, just broken, he could get back up.” - Alejandro Schull

“ I'm a soldier, I've got me daggers on stand by, but my heart will never be cast aside so I may get something done. If I am to kill a man, I deserve ta feel the after affects.” - Alejandro Schull

"I am a prison warden watching over his own cell. It seems no matter how hard I try I can not escape this prison of myself, because a man who doesn't have hope can't escape a situation he put himself in.” - Christian Holden

“ I suppose I have to raise my pistol and fight, because this new world is a war even if my whole life's been a battlefield. So I'll raise a glass to the broken world, down my poison of choice and head right into battle.” - Christian Holden

"I'm a wayfaring stranger of my own heart and soul. Because nowadays, I don't even know myself.” - Andrea Maywill

“ How am I to hold onto my past when it's the very thing that breaks me down to tears?” - Andrea Maywill

“ Don't trust a survivor until you know what they had to do to become one. I wouldn't trust myself if I was a stranger, and isn't that the saddest thing, to not trust yourself?” - Andrea Maywill

“ I'd say I regret my actions, but I'm alive, aren't I? If I hadn't killed those men, I would be dead, my sister would be dead and my promise would be broken.” - Andrea Maywill

"Knowledge is a weapon. And so I use it as a bullet. I can make truths into lies and lies into truth, I am a man of many tricks, I'm a puppeteer cutting strings to marionettes that no longer hold any use to me. Life is invaluable when faced against the grand scheme of things, you're one cog in my catastrophic master plan. You're one piece on my board of pawns, everyone I hold power over is a Queen's Gambit. You could cry out "Stalemate! Stalemate!" But I'd watch you charge recklessly into battle and die for a cause you never once believed in.” - Remington Burlwitz

“ I have no care for who you are, just what you can do for me.” - Remington Burlwitz

“ Every cold case has one thing in common, someone knows the truth. Would you like me to know the truth of yours?” - Remington Burlwitz

“ I'm everything people warn you about, the boogeyman, the tall dark stranger your mother tells you to stray away from. I'm an urban legend come to life, beware the myth based in reality." - Remington Burlwitz

"They've always said night time is when the soul is at the most peace. I find this untrue, how else do you think monsters come to be?" - Remington Burlwitz

"I'm the ghost of Evergreen's Bay, where I go, cold shadows follow and death coils around the surrounding area like a creeper vine snaking up a mansion of former riches." - Remington Burlwitz

“ I've asked for forgiveness a thousand times, and I'll ask a thousand more, because perhaps one day, someone will hear my sorrowful tale and say, "You poor soul, you are forgiven for all you've done." - Joshua Schanahost

“ I've never been a devil, no one really is, we're all humans, you could come up with a hundred metaphors to describe the actions of people, but all it ever does is make a story out of murder.” - Joshua Schanahost

“ How could we ever be perfect if we never knew the definition?” - Joshua Schanahost

“ I am not the victim here, but I am not the one who should be blamed for this bloodshed. There's a snake in the garden and he's pitting us against each other, if only we could see the decisions of one man can lead to catastrophe.” - Joshua Schanahost

“ I got sins on my mind and revenge on my got damn agenda.” - Chase North

“ We all got a breakin' point, and life found mine.” - Chase North

“ I can tell you I'm a good man lookin' for a reason ta cling on, but I'm not. I'm just a bad hombre with a pistol and a death wish.” - Chase North

"Isn't it a strange feeling, to miss yourself? I've tried hard to find who I am, but all I find is the past, I suppose I'm just a memory, these days.” - Karrassa Diabaso

“ My scars shall never bleed golden, they'll never make me stronger.. they'll only ever break me down and force me to remember, I haven't lived, not truly.” - Karrassa Diabaso

“ I'm a cruel being, living off of the dying cries of other's, I've hunted people down in forests where they'd be buried, ripped into young women with a dagger and cruel intent, how could you possibly call me anything other than a wolf?” - Mason Miedan

“ Life is a cruel game of choices, and it just so happens we're all victims of it. There are no losers or winners, all we can do is play until our life flashes before our eyes.” - Mason Miedan

“ My father has always said life is a series of choices, and if I'm still alive I must've made all the right ones.” - Mason Miedan

“ My blood lust is unparalleled, some may compare me to Jack the Ripper or the Zodiac, but they're dead and buried, and I'm here. Isn't that what scares you?” - Mason Miedan

“ How am I ta march forward when all I do is look back?” - Weron Jameson

“ Bessie was everythin' I had, her smile lit up my world and made me forget 'bout all the pain and the scars engraved in my mind. But now, I'm gon' have ta get used to livin' without her.” - Weron Jameson

“I see it in my nightmares, Saul's bloodstained bat and Bessie layin' on the ground, her heartbeat still.” - Weron Jameson

“ He thinks he can just bat us around like yarnballs, but he's gonna learn he's in a wolfs den and he's just a little kitten who's curiosity brought him too death's god damn gates.” - Weron Jameson

“ I got a bullet with Saul's name on it, and I'm sure he's got one with mine. But we'll just have ta see who draws quicker.” - Weron Jameson

"You can romanticize life all you want, in all it's bloodshed and tranquility. There's a certain beauty in the way nothing can come of peace if it wasn't fought for. Nothing can be if there was no violence, and I suppose I'm a fine example of that.” - Olympus Woods

“ I've altered many's state of self, twisted their perception of wrong and right and let them lose their minds. I'm a cruel deity, making experiments out of people. But this is for science, sacrifice is required.” - Olympus Woods

“ I've bound up Heaven's steps and found myself in God's throne, after all, I oppose even the simplest of rules. Time opposes all, but it doesn't oppose me.” - Olympus Woods

“ I'm a black rose in a garden of withered daisies and daffodils.” - Olympus Woods

“ I wish to wipe emotion from my slate, but thus far all I've done is clear other's shelves and arranged it with shiny new anger and soft spoken regrets.” - Olympus Woods

“ My wings are shaded black and my heart a shade even darker then the nebula. And so I stare into the abyss, and perhaps I stared too long, because I hath become death." - Olympus Woods

"When life's got you beat, take a deep breath and remember the worst days don't reflect your life, the best days are the ones you'll reminisce over when all seems lost.” - Chris Shaw

“ Love is the glue that holds people together, so in a world filled with hate, drown it out with the sound of your heart beating for another.” - Chris Shaw

“ You don't have to pull triggers and watch men die to be strong, all you have to do is get out of bed and take care of yourself.” - Chris Shaw

"Dese days I'm just a souvenir, a reminder dat good fings end, just a relic 'a Rome. Rome were conquered and burnt ta ash in one day, and I must ask da question, when will I be ash? All I do is fight fo' me life, but do I really got a purpose?” - McCannon Bowitsend

“ I'm followin' da paf' 'a a sinna', so me destination must be Hell. But isn't hell pain repeated ova' and ova' again? And 'ere I am, livin' a life'a pain and nuthin' else.” - McCannon Bowitsend

“ I 'ear the crowd chant me name, once upon a time dat would'a filled me wif' glee, because I'd just earned meself a spot in the championships. But now me name is a death omen ta all who hear it.” - McCannon Bowitsend

“ Uncle McCannon is comin' home, broken or not. I've broken a thousand bones, and I spose I'll break a thousand more. Because me heart beats for me family, and I can't just let em go.” - McCannon Bowitsend

“ I am beautiful with all my battle wounds and heartbreaks.” - Sherine Skidmore

“ I know people think God's abandoned us, but do you not think he weeps for our fates? Do you not think he furrows his brow as the Devil tempts thousands upon thousands of lost souls. There is no Messiah of a broken human race, because we are not broken we are survivors.” - Sherine Skidmore

"I can't find myself if I can't even meet me in the middle. I yearn for a day I can mediate with myself and come to terms with who I am, but all I ever was is a girl hiding from the spotlight.” - Hermione Vallwing

“ The stage rotted beneath me and I fell beneath the planks and boards, I climbed to the scenery and swung from the noose tied upon the painted sun. The crowd whoops and cheers for the girl who swung, because to them it's all part of the act.” - Hermione Vallwing

“ I wanna burn this theater down, get rid of these haunted memories, but all I hear is lights, camera! Action! And then my traumas play on repeat, and all I can do is stand behind the camera, watching as the horror unfolds in the screen that resides within my shattered mind.” - Hermione Vallwing

“ Death was never beautiful, and yet the poets wrote of such splendorous scenes and beautiful prose.” - Hermione Vallwing

"My memory is a blank state haze, I can think, but I don't remember. I suppose that's the tragedy of living.” - Pam Maywood

“ All I know is the name I found on a torn yellowed sheet of paper, Pam Maywood, the lost girl, traveling through her own mind finding nothing. I imagine I'm a ghost of my own mind, wandering the halls, trying to find more about this mysterious home I roam.” - Pam Maywood

“ If this is a Labyrinth, I fear the beast inside. Might he have bloodstained fangs and crimson claws? Will he be made up of sorrows I don't remember, or will she be in the mirror with a foggy mind and regret for something she doesn't remember?” - Pam Maywood

“ I see things, and hear whispers in my head, are they perhaps clues to this mystery? Are the things I see a glimpse into who I am? I've seen men fighting to the death that disappear the moment I reach them, I've heard howling on the wind and cackles from the sky. Is my past so demented that I'm only allowed snippets of it?” - Pam Maywood

“ People seem to forget even faked strength is strength, you don't gotta be strong, you just gotta act strong.” - Caldio Pastel

I've been shown the darker side of life, but I'll be damned if the credits roll.” - Caldio Pastel

“ You can't kill me, because I have the one thing you don't have, hope.” - Caldio Pastel

“ I met a beautiful woman who holds my heart, Hermione is strong, even if she doesn't think so. She's everything I ever imagined the woman I'd dance with would be, sometimes she's scared, and that's okay, the world is scary but I'm here for her whenever she needs me. Her traumas play in the screen of her mind on repeat, but whenever a nightmare strikes her down my arms are hers to crawl into.” - Caldio Pastel

“Here I am, fighting in a world that wants to kill me off and roll the credits without a second thought. But the audience claps and cheers for an encore, so I raise my fists and give it my all. Give me a standing ovation for all my efforts to live because I'm here to survive and you won't draw the curtains on me just yet." - Caldio Pastel

"If I had a dollar for everyone I've failed, I'd have thousands in my pockets." - Morston Framstein

"How sad, to be scared of your own thoughts." - Morston Framstein

"I'm a shadow of my father, these days." - Chloe Perwitz

"You can not poison a dream, you're only creating a nightmare." - Treydus Elron

"Your dreams are the world, and there's no limit to what you can do." - Treydus Elron

"I looked for guidance, but all I found was empty bullet casings." - Cormen

"You know. Through all this harsh pain I've been through, I've found even the snow can bring joy." - Ella Leopard

"The world never needed super heroes, just people willing to fight." - Mike Pennington

"My whole world crumbled before me, and all I could say, was goodbye." - Cora Eltivere

"I stared death in the eye, and I'd say I won, but ain't I in the coffin 'a myself?" - Denzel Thievesmire

"The wolf does not cower from the sheep. So why do you stare me down with a pistol and expect me to quiver?" - Vivientos Hallows

"I'm not much a man these days, just'a dog barking at his own tail wishing he could catch what he can never hold." - Cadencia Malrosa

"I am both the rabbit and the wolf, vying for somewhere to burrow, and yearning for bloodstained fang of the man who ruined me." - Wolfetta

"Time flows endlessly as a river, and unfortunately for you, so will your blood." - Morias Doorvensteil

"You know, the world is full of men who want to watch it burn. I suppose I have to be the blizzard that snuffs out the blaze." - Delaura Presha

"I can feel the shadows of my doubt creepin' up my skin." - Dusk Showtella

"I played whimsical tricks to amuse the crowds, and yet I fell victim to a trick of dark intent." - Medora Domeel

"I found as many monsters in the light as I did the dark." - Jerry Winstead

"Am I the vulture who picks from the bones of the dead or the one who hovers around death, and is a warning of things to come?" - Jeremy Vultures

"Seems trouble follows wherever I roam, either I'm death or very unlucky." - Franco Jonwitz

"I watched angels fall from the sky on burning wings and learned what's holy may become damned." - Demalliosa Vanberg

"Be the hero, they say, be the hero. Give me a reason, and I'll burn my cape before your eyes." - Caldwell Ramirez

"They say death before dishonor. So be honorable." - Caldwell Ramirez

"I always knew the dark, brother. It was only a matter of time before even the angler fish in the abyss of my soul's lights blinked out." - Caldwell Ramirez

"I wear a dress of shadows and own a heart the color of the nebula." - Clementine Ashburnum

"The future don't look to promising, guess all I have is hope." - Grifold Hangers

"I've been running from death for so long I'm afraid I became it." - Nathaniel Wessonlock

"I'd say my destination is Hell's gates, but ain't I already there?" - Cal Dunbar

"All it ever took ta make a good man wicked is a little bit of pressure. And I've cracked, sadly enough." - Cormelo Rivendell

"You have to fight for the future if you want to see it. Somedays it's tough, but you just gotta brave through it, after all, if you can survive your past, you can survive your future." - Don Bellzfort

"I've seen what it is war does to men, it makes the best of men wicked and the wickedest of men weep. War breaks all, it would seem, no matter the color'a your heart, it'll break ya." - Valkrane Pernotte

"In a world filled with shadows, one has to learn to become one to survive." - Fox Rivendell

"I've learned to fear everything, because most days it's my fear that keeps my heart beating. I can't be proud, because fear is what left other's hearts still." - Markalos Callenwoods

"I'm a walkin' tragedy, these days." - Julie Forkroad

"I'm up against the world, spose I gotta be a meteor to survive these days." - Garret Crane

"My brother's shadow swallows my light." - Ozzie Ramirez

"The Heavens and Hell are one in the same when faced with a man half Devil half God." - Lazarus Occult

"The world ain't never needed perfect, just doable." - Granville Van Steenburg

"Out of all the things you should hold onto, hold onto your heart the tightest. Because losing your heart will only result in the same cycle that caused yours to stop beating red." - Ted Axel

"The world won't break me down, I have my heart and hope. I suppose in a world filled with shadows, I have to be the light that swallows it." - Veronica Crowell

"I'm too old to cry these days, and too young to die. So what am I to do but run into the war we've waged with nothing but my sins on my tattered sleeve?" - Logan Orencia

"People say the world needs men willing to kill for a righteous cause. But I don't think the world needs killers, it needs fighters, because a soldier knows the word mercy, a killer does not." - Jolt Netz

"Can't find any peace of mind in a world that shows you chaos and chaos only. Suppose the only peace I have is the quiet after an explosion." - Arello Vendesto

"Da world shows ya wot it is ta die while yer still good and breathin'. Spose I can only eva' lower meself inta'a coffin'a me own fear." - Sheamus Soderstrom

"I'll keep runnin' down this path'a broken bones and spilt blood, cause the beast behind me is myself, and I spose I can never escape." - Finn Desandra

"I'm alone with my thoughts, plagued by the wicked touch of my past. I breathe in toxins, and I suppose I'm choking on my own doubts." - Keith Desandra

"My heartbeat is cold, I fear. After all, the world froze and all I'm left with is ice to shovel into my soul." - Darwin Crocker

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New Haircut (Axl Rose x Sebastian Bach x Jon Bon Jovi)

Tags: @rock-em-sock-em-rock-n-roll @sodalitefully @slashscowboyboots @arnold-layne @youre-in-the-jungle-baby @duffshairdye @awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands @maxwell-marittimo @motherfucker-oftheyear

Jon ran his fingers through his freshly cut hair, admiring his new look.

"You like it?" The barber asked as she watched Jon toy with his hair a little bit more.

"Oh yeah, thank you so much again!"

"No problem, Hun. Rose and Bach will be all over you once they see how good looking you are! Oh, who am I kidding, you look good either way." She said, chuckling at the end.

He laughed at her as he got up and paid, The barber wishing Jon a good day and good luck as he walked out the door.

Jon walked over to Richie's car, knocking on the window and getting in as he heard the door click.

"So, how was your- WOW!" Richie shouted mid sentence.

"What do you think?" Jon asked, Richie didn't answer as he reached out to feel Jon's hair.

"I'm gonna have to get used to this. David, Tico, and Alec are gonna trip their asses when they see your hair. I still can't believe you actually cut it." Richie said, Jon slowly removed Richie's hand from his hair.

"Eh, I felt like I needed a new look, you know?" Jon said. He always thought about cutting his long hair, he never thought he'd actually do it, hell, even he was gonna have to get used to his new look.

"Whatever you say, man." Richie sighed out as he started the car, driving to Jon's house he shared with his two boyfriends.

As they got closer Richie started to notice Jon get more fidgety as they edged closer to his place, it's not until he parked into his driveway that he asked his best friend what was wrong.

"Alright, Bongiovi. Tell me what's the matter." Richie asked, Jon sighed deeply.

"It's just, what if they don't like it? What if-"

"I'm gonna stop you there before you even start, my friend. Jon, listen, just because you look different now doesn't mean their love is gonna change as well. They'll still gonna love the same way and if they don't, well, let's just say they've got four New Jersey motherfuckers to deal with." Richie said, making his hand into a fist at the end. Jon smiled at his friend as he brought him in for a hug.

"Thanks, Rich. You're the best."

"I know, but can you please let go now? Your hair is tickling my nostrils." Richie said, Jon apologized as he let go of his guitarist.

"Are you sure they'll like my haircut?"

"Jon, if I wasn't in a relationship, I would've fucked you in the backseat the minute you came in here."

Jon blushed at Richie's comment and punched him in the shoulders lightly.

"You're unbearable sometimes, you know that right?" Jon chuckled out.

"I know, it's a gift of mine. Now, are you gonna get out or are we gonna sit here and talk about how I'd rip your-" Before Richie could finish his sentence Jon was already out of the car and heading to the door, flipping him off while walking.

Jon walked in to the house, hanging his jacket on the coat rack and making his way inside.

"Babes, I'm home!" Jon shouted.

"We're in the kitchen!" He heard Axl shouted back, he took a deep breath as he entered the kitchen.

He entered the kitchen, seeing both Axl and Sebastian sitting on the counter, Axl drinking coffee while Sebastian looked like he was scribbled something down on a notebook.

"Hey, doll how was your- HOLY SHIT!" Sebastian shouted mid sentence, Axl looked up and instantly spit his coffee out.

"You cut your hair?!" They both said in unison, Jon nodded as he ran his fingers through his newly cut hair.

"Yeah, you guys like it?" He asked, they both were silent before Sebastian spoke up.

"Who's hair am I supposed to grab when I'm getting a blowjob from a certain Bongiovi now?!" He cried out, Axl patted Sebastian's back in comfort.

"It's gonna take awhile for us to adjust to it," Axl said, bringing him closer to his chest, "you do look fucking hot though." Jon blushed at Axl's words.

"You really think so?" Jon asked, Axl nodded as he picked Jon's neck, biting it lightly which made him moan a little.

"Oh yeah, in fact, why don't we show you how much we appreciate it?" Sebastian said, separating the two from each other as he grabbed Jon's hand and lead him to their shared bedroom, Axl following close behind.

Jon whimpered as Axl licked up the rest of the cum from his body as his back was against Sebastian's bare chest, said man laying light kisses on his lovemarked neck, even making new ones on the spots that weren't covered.

Fuck, was this gonna be a pain in the ass to cover tomorrow.

"Hope we didn't go too far with you." Sebastian said, finishing off his last marking on Jon's skin. Jon shook his head.

"You didn't. It was perfect, actually." Jon cooed, leaning his head back to kiss his long haired blonde boyfriend.

"I'm personally offended that I'm being left out right now, and I thought you guys loved me." Axl said in fake offense, Sebastian rolled his eyes at him while Jon laughed.

"Well, sorry, it looked like you were busy down there." Sebastian implied. Axl flipped him off as he scotched upwards, making himself comfortable on Jon's chest, Jon immediately racking his hand through the redhead's hair almost out of instincts.

The three lovers stayed silent for a moment, enjoying each others touch as they relaxed into one another.

"I love you, guys." Jon purred out. Both Axl and Sebastian looked at him fondly.

"We love you too, Bongiovi." They both said, right before they dozed off.

Jon looked at both of his two boyfriends, smiling before joining them in sleep also.

"Should we wake them up?" Rachel asked, looking at the three men who were sleeping peacefully.

"Nah, just leave them. They look peaceful, especially Axl, which is rare as hell if you're in a band with him." Duff said, putting a blanket over them for comfort but also to cover up their naked bodies.

"You're right. We'll just stop by later when they're awake… and fully clothed." Rachel said, making his way towards the door. Duff followed soon after,but not before snapping a picture of them and closing the door behind them.

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Ch. 2 Valentine Blues (A Hey Arnold Fan Fiction)

Previous Chapter.

“Across, through the loop, a little adjusting, a little tug AAAND - perfect!”

Despite his previous Valentine blues, Arnold now had a patient, almost smug little smile on his face, upon looking back at his reflection in the mirror, holding onto his tie as confidently as he could, before reaching up to graze his fingers through the ends of his cornflower hair like they were a comb, making sure it stood up straight. He was proud of himself for remembering the way Gerald had taught him to to tie a tie last summer, unlike his cooky grandfather, who he appreciated more than anyone, but who was also just a little too old to remember things like tying a tie.

“Maybe Gerald was right and...all I needed was that nap.”

Maybe tonight there will even be someone as dateless as I am. Yeah, that’s the spirit.

Meanwhile...

With Helga’s phone buzzing uncontrollably, nearly vibrating off the end of her bed, she was getting ready as quickly as possible. Of course she was lucky to have a dad who ran beepers, but God were they LOUD when they wanted to be, just beeping all over the place.

“Gee whiz, Phoebe, just a second!”

Doesn’t she know that i’m getting ready? The words ‘Arnold’ and ‘dance’ didn’t register in her little miss smarty pants brain?

In spite of everything however, Helga answers nonchalantly, resting her Bob’s Beepers cell phone between her ear and her shoulder. She was in a pretty decent mood after all, despite the slow burn of nervousness that she had grown accustom to when it came to Arnold related things. “Helga G. Pataki.” Always, always professional...

Putting her multi-tasking skills to work, she yanks a collection of hanging dresses all to one side, nearly stepping inside of her stand in closet that’s filled with pink to the rim, until she finally finds the one perfect dress she’s looking for, reserved all the way in the back. “Aha! Yeah, you were saying Phoebe?”

Cheap brush dipping into her semi-stale mascara, getting to the good stuff at the bottom of the half-way goopy bottle, she begins to doll up her eyelashes, listening intently. “Uh-huh...oh, criminey! Phoebe, do you have any high-heeled shoes that I could borrow? I just...for some reason, I just can’t seem to find my other heel!”

Meanwhile, on the other line...

“I will be there in exactly 1 minute and roughly 30 seconds, Helga. Already fully prepared and on my way. Remember the last time you dressed as Cecile? Well if I remembered correctly, I recall you reporting that you lost one of your heels that exact night you wore them, and well...since then I’ve been keeping an extra pair under my bed, just in case. That’s precisely what i’ve been trying to tell you this entire time. So sorry for all of the phone calls, I just HAD to reach you, you see...”

“Oh, wow.” Phoebe really was impressive. How did she do it? Well, there was no time to question that. However, at the end of the other line, she could somehow hear her friend smile before saying, “I know you would do the same if it were me in similar circumstances with Gerald...not that I would ever land in said circumstances myself, but well...you get what I mean. It’s the very least I could do Helga.”

Did I really leave my shoe behind that night?

Helga’s memory, suddenly coming up foggy as she pondered this question. She was feeling so many emotions that night, that she had forgotten how she had even gotten home all on her own in the dark, probably wanting to head straight back before Arnoldo noticed anything too characteristic of the girl behind the mask.

“Phoebe, you really are too good to me. Just come on in, okay? Bob is watching TV downstairs and Miriam is passed out.”

Smiling to herself, she hit the ‘end call’ button. She was actually pretty excited to see Phoebe, and even go to the dance together. Sure, Geraldo was still a total geek, but he wasn’t half bad for Phoebe she supposed. As long as he didn’t mean funny business! Everyone knew that they would be talking to ol’ Betsy if that were ever the case.

Hearing a light 3 knocks on her parents door down below, despite her insisting that Phoebe just barge right in, she knew that was indicative of her friend’s arrival, which meant soon, very soon, Cecile would be making her way to P.S. 118.

BACK AT THE DANCE

“See, Arnold? This ain’t so bad.” An optimistic Gerald chimed in, as he and his best friend leaned beside the punch bowl. “They’ve even got your man playin’-”

“Dino Spumoni.” They both said in unison. “Yeah, you’re right Gerald. I don’t know what I was thinking, moping around back there. There’s more to dances than just...girls, I guess. Take this punch bowl, for instance. It’s not entirely bad once you get past the tartness...it’s actually, actually pretty good for-”

“Couldn’t help but overhear you enjoying that punch, Arnold, Gerald? I’m happy you like it! It’s homemade, straight from Sheena’s kitchen! Gee, we must have spent about an entire hour making it the other night, isn’t that right Sheena?”

“Oh, yes!” The hippie-looking girl replied just about as squeakily as Eugene, only more relaxed, her usual content smile on her face, before nodding and grabbing another refill of punch.

“You were saying Arnold?” Gerald had a look of amusement on his face, as Arnold sheepishly tugged at his collar, laughing unhumorously, a bit nervous now about tasting Eugene’s punch, despite having decided long ago that him being a ‘jinx’ was just all in his head.

“Yeah, right.” Arnold only smirked, his eyelids suddenly drooping over his eyes, the way they always did, drifting off to the sound of Dino Spumoni’s music. Before he knew it, he was off in his own world, the chatter of the children around him simply fading away as he melted into a putty of relaxation. The entire room felt like a boat, rocking back and forth in a gentle swing, as Arnold’s creative mind processed the tune filling up the auditorium, each musical note causing him to drift away farther.

That is, until...

“C-Cecile?”

From the corner of his eye, he could have sworn-

“Hey, ARNOLD. Hey Arnold!”

“Huh?” His head whipped around for a moment, confused. As Gerald was speaking to him, he could have sworn he had heard Harvey the postman speaking in his low, mature tone. “Hey Arnold, you still got those Valentine’s Blues?” He had heard the voice say, before snapping right back out of it, and once again hopping back to reality, a very concerned looking Gerald staring at him.

“Cecile? Who’s Cecile? You mean that pen-pal from France from a couple years ago? The one I took to get hamburgers?”

“Yeah! Wait, yes, but n-no. I saw her, right there Gerald!” He exclaimed, pointing to where the blur of pink had flashed before him. “But not Cecile-Cecile...Cecile! The other Cecile! I mean...it’s confusing.”

“ARNOLD, snap outta’ it. What would Cecile be doing here, on Valentine’s day? We live in America, remember? And say what?” He exclaimed, simply worried for his pal. He couldn’t explain how much it really freaked him out when Arnold pulled stuff like this. It was like, inside his head it made sense, but on the outside it didn’t look good at all.

“Gerald, I can’t explain it any better than you can. I was drinking Eugene’s punch, just listening to Dino’s music, and the whole room got all...weird, and-and-”

“Whatever you say, Arnold...whatever you say. Hey, i’m gonna go grab a slice of one of those cakes and bring it over to Phoebe. She likes the lemon meringue best. You gonna be alright? Maybe lay off that punch for a while...” Gerald couldn’t help but snicker, wondering how anyone would let Eugene participate in making the punch for the whole grade to begin with.

Meanwhile, Arnold was still trying to piece things together. Phoebe? Since when did Phoebe walk in here? Didn’t she always come in with...Helga? Just her name alone, causing an almost involuntary shutter to wash over Arnold. Thinking of Helga was still, well...a little awkward, just like it had been running into her the other day.

It was strange though, that Phoebe would walk in all alone. She wasn’t exactly the type to walk or ride all the way to school by herself. And yet he had just seen her, stepping through the entrance way alone. Or was that the same time he saw Cecile walk in?

Arnold blinked a few times, rubbing his forehead as if to correct his thought pattern, only even more confused than before. Well, it wasn’t exactly his business anyway...and Phoebe would be okay now that she had Gerald to escort her. He had always had this habit of watching over others, making sure that they were getting along okay.

With a sigh, he stared down at his cup of punch, watching his funny, semi-distorted reflection before tossing it into the nearest garbage hiding underneath one of the impressively set up tables of snacks. He had to admit, this year the decorations were looking much better than the last. It was almost like the place was set up to take place in France or something, with all of the Paree related designs.

Just then, it was nearby that he heard Rhonda Wellington speaking to Nadine and Peapod kid, a look of satisfaction on her face. “I stayed up ALL night, just designing this entire area. I would say it’s the best dance to date, since the most popular girl designed it.”

At that, Nadine nodded, half-smiling, half-smirking to herself, just happy that Rhonda seemed to be placing her energy into something creative. A moment later, they all threw their heads back and laughed dramatically. “Quite impressive, miss Wellington...quite impressive.” Said Peapod kid.

Well, I guess this was it. Without a date, he would just stand here and observe, watching everything and everyone around him as he often tended to do, just letting the evening unravel, allowing himself to space out just a little bit, all the while the lights turned down low, only a small flicker appearing.

But wait...

Another flicker, and another...

Soon those same soft flickers were washing over the dance floor in an array of tiny hearts, a slow tune playing to paint a pretty picture. In the center of the dance floor, Arnold couldn’t believe it. No one else was paying attention, all in their own little world at the snack bar or getting their picture taken, leaving this one, singular spot secluded, just for the two of them.

“Cecile?”

“Ar-nold.” There came that interesting accent, causing a small, nostalgic smile from Arnold himself.

“Is that really you? Am I...imagining things?”

“I...are you happy to see me?”

“I...don’t know, Cecile, it’s just-” His thoughts speaking for themselves, it wasn’t as though he weren’t happy to see Cecile, just confused more than anything.

“Arnold, dance with me.” She almost whispered, attempting to hide the desperation in her tone.

“I...I can’t. Not until I, know who you are.”

“What...what do you mean?” And there it was, that soft tone that came out from under Cecile’s accent every so often, that made Arnold all the more intrigued, but also suspicious, and most of all, curious.

“Cecile, how did you even get here?”

Despite Arnold’s previous claim, he had found himself placing his hands on her upper waist, where it was proper to dance, as her shaky arms nervously lowered onto his shoulders, following suit, while the hands of said shaky arms were lowered, trying their best to remain graceful sitting atop his shoulders, just barely brushing his neck and hairline.

And that’s when they began their dance, Arnold’s eyebrow raised, reminding Helga of the April Fool’s Dance, just a tinge of embarrassment coming to her cheeks. “I...like I said, I can’t tell you who I am.” Her voice plain as day, Arnold was peering into her eyes, searching... just searching.

Then, suddenly, just as quickly as the curiosity had arrived, it had also disappeared, his expression dropping to a relaxed smile, eyelids drooping downward in all of their half-lidded glory, for the girl before him. “You know, it’s been a while since i’ve seen you Cecile, and i’ve...grown up a little since then. You may even say, I forgive you for what happened.”

Forgive me? Was he being serious? Helga’s thoughts screamed to her from under her veil. God, Arnold thought he was such a noble steed! So far along his own moral compass to realize that she didn’t exactly need his APPROVAL or rather, forgiveness for what happened. What WAS he so SMUG about anyway?

Not realizing her hidden personality coming out to say hello, however, amongst her coupled secret thoughts of judgement, she murmured out sarcastically. “Oh, wow, thanks.” Only to retrace her steps both mentally and physically, seeing as she involuntarily began backing up with her dancing heels as well, nearly tripping backwards.

It was then, without realizing, that they were suddenly doing the tango, the music having switched up a notch as a new musician took up the stage. “I, I mean-” She sputtered out, but it was too late. Arnold had that dreaded smirk on his face and he was taking her all over the dance floor, gripping her waist and wrist so very tightly as they danced in union, dipping her back and causing her to nearly have a heart attack.

“Monsieur!” She squeaked. “Too fast - you’re going too fast!” If she wasn’t too careful, she was sure she would end up punching Arnoldo’s lights out. What could she say? He just brought it right back out of her, I guess, with his infuriating little mind tricks. And she thought she was bad. Is this how he had treated Lila, and all the other girls? Well no wonder he was dateless! Criminey!

“Don’t do the tango back in France, huh?” Arnold had no idea what was going on with him, but he just couldn’t stop. He knew that Cecile wasn’t who she said she was, but why was he feeling so...just so, like he had to do this? Had to get BACK at her somehow?

But his thoughts of course were interrupted, by the speechless look on Cecile’s face, looking almost as though she were crying out for help, as her eyes wandered off to the snack bar far behind them, searching for her best friend, Arnold just barely noticing this behavior, as his eyes wandered with her own.

PHOEBE....PHOEBE, SAVE ME!

Back on the other side of the bar.

“Did you guys hear something?” Came a peep from the short, dark-haired girl.

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