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Summary: Susan calls ahead to warn Harry about a Red Court vampire that might be heading to Chicago. It isn't the only thing on her mind.
Susan had read through all the documents on Valentina Vidal, each one making her more sick than the last.
A real piece of work going by the pictures and descriptions of what she'd done to her victims. Torn apart, gutted, contorted into mockeries of religious art.
And now she might be heading to Chicago.
The phone rang three times before she heard his voice, coming in with the echoes of static but recognizably his, "hello?"
"Hey, it's me."
"Susan?" Surprise, as expected. There was something else too, but maybe she was imagining the joy in his voice. "I wasn't expecting you to call, I was just about to leave my office for the day."
There was chatter in the background from who she presumed to be a client, a male voice and unexpectedly the excited tones of a young child.
She pushed past the lump in her throat. She had to stay focused, she could worry about that later. "The Fellowship has some intel that a local Red left Columbia. She's been heading north and might be aiming for Chicago."
And you, she thought.
"Oh." He sounded disappointed, maybe hoping this had been a social call. But they weren't like that anymore, not with the war going on, not with her halfway to monsterhood. "Thanks for the heads up. What can you tell me about this vamp?"
Susan summarized what was known about Vidal's MO. Not a political player, more like a weapon the Red Court ocasionally pointed at specific targets, often with civilian casualties. A monster inspired by the faith of her former humanity to create horrific pieces of art.
"Hell's Bells," he swore. "Sounds like a piece of work."
I know, that's what I said! she wanted to joke. "I've been tracking her for awhile. If we get her location confirmed I might end up in Chicago too."
Back where you are. She shouldn't say that, might give him the wrong idea. "How's life treating you?"
Harry chuckled at that, the sound warming her. She had missed him. "The world seems to nearly end once a year. You know, usual stuff."
He told her about the craziness he'd been involved in the past few years: getting pulled into White Court drama, fighting zombies on his birthday, getting dragged into being a Warden, being given an apprentice.
That sounded like Harry, surrounded by drama and danger.
No room for a child, her mind whispered.
"And you?" Harry asked softly. "Are you doing okay?"
She should tell him since they were talking. They rarely talked these days. He deserved to know, even if it turned out he wanted no part of it.
Her name is Maggie. She's two years old. She's safe with good people. I think you would like her.
Not over the phone. Not when their work took precedence. Not when she could instead explain her reasons in person.
"Well enough," Susan said smoothly.
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blackkatdraws2 · 2 months
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There are more things in the Parable than Stanley knows about. [Blank Scripts AU]
#hoh boy i was going to make a comic to introduce these monsters but#i couldnt help myself and made an animation instead#because i just think they're so neat and cool okay#listen i cant for the life of me just infofump about my AU and OCs#because i just think that making actual content about my lore and stuff will not only raise the chances of people being interested#but also it will also raise my motivation to actually produce more content other than the same old recycled front-facing-profile drawings#i need to get creative with my stuff or I'll also loose interest and I DONT want that#in order to be happy with what i have i cant just think about it and expect to be given something new NOOOO i need to MAKE it ughh#i cant believe in order to get more content out of my own au i would need to draw it and feed myself ugh ugh ugh unbelievable (kidding)#but also#i wanna make a little music video or animation again for youtube#its been a hot while since ive uploaded anything in there at all#maybe an animation reel will do for now?#i hope so :(#because ive been working on expanding the Black Scripts AU#and honestly i dont regret it#i had a lot of fun making up scenarios and comics for Stanley and the Narrator (Black)#but yeah!#apart from this little video#you wont be getting an explanation on what these things are supposed to be#and why theyre there#actually i was originally gonna make this into a full fledge animation with sound effect/music/frame-by-frame movement/etc.#but i got lazy HAHA#tsp blank scripts au#tsp au#the stanley parable#the stanley parable ultra deluxe#tsp
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spidertams · 1 month
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[OCs] Marcie and Théo in a spring afternoon 🍃✨
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endominator · 3 months
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Guess who's back 👀
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And a small bonus page made by my friend Clevzx
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atalienart · 8 months
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"Wysoki i szczupły, K. był kwintesencją elegancji, od nienagannego ubioru, szytego według najnowszej mody, przez starannie ułożone, piaskowe włosy, po sposób w jaki się trzymał."
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kytiit0o · 10 months
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sorry took a while to get the next part out, back at it~~
Ch.1
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littlebloomclan · 2 months
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Burnclan really saw a little dude that could be very much apprentice aged and said 'is anybody gonna kill that thang?' and not wait for an answer. like damn, what meaners.
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aidakhar · 2 months
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quinn-pop · 2 months
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okay fine i’ll bring back the egg. sorry for the pun but i’ve been sitting on this for a while because i can’t decide what to name them
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(thinking they/he???)
they love being warm and must be approximately as snug as a bug in a rug at all times <3
didn’t give much context before but we’re going with that the egg was abandoned in winter horns and recovered by a group of waddle explorers
there wasn’t a lot of (known) writing on dedede’s species so figuring out what to do from there was kinda hard and they didn’t really know anything for certain, but between a little research, a gut feeling, and dedede and mk already used to Parenting, they passed the egg onto them to look after and well. yeah
it was definitely a rollercoaster for dedede, to be given hope that there were others like him after all - so it was only natural he’d take it very seriously. he spends a lot of time with them and they’re very clingy because of it. he says they’re like a duckling
being so big also comes with problems because as clingy as they are, they outgrew being able to be held by other people pretty fast lol
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“meta pls stop looking like ur gonna punt our kid”
anyway i guess i’ll introduce the other kid next? between the two of them uhh dedede had a very tiring few years. stay at home dad problems i guess. on top of being a king lol
he probably realized how grateful he was that kirby was so independent lol..
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the real enemy is everyone (meta especially) having a busy schedule
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antdays · 9 months
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might turn this into an actual fic later but consider:
Jefferson Davis gets into a mild accident and somehow this spirals out of control into all of the male role models in the spider society deciding that Miles needs a back-up father figure. You know, just in case.
basically there's a mini society lobbying for 'Who Gets to be Miles' New Dad'.
Peter B. considers himself the obvious choice because he was Miles' OG mentor AND he's actually a father (rip Miguel).
Miguel claims he's trying to further study Miles' status as technical anomaly and keeping custody of him would be the best option. The stacks of adoption papers in his hands are in full view.
Hobie finds out Miguel's trying to get custody and tries to adopt Miles to spite him. He gets Pav to be his hype man. (Miguel tries to claim Hobie can't adopt someone less than two years younger than him. Hobie's defense is that Miguel is 'just a hater'.)
Spot has this weird Miraculous-type thing going on with Miles, where Spot doesn’t know Miles’ secret identity but Miles knows Spot's ‘secret’ identity, and Spot’s rather fond of Miles but angry at Spiderman/demanding his acknowledgement, and Miles thinks Spot’s a funky little guy regardless. After Jeff’s accident, Spot immediately jumps to conclusions and literally attempts to ‘fill a void’ in Miles’ life, but decides to get legal advice because he's a nerd at heart. He can’t find any other lawyer who’ll consider him, so he intentionally gets captured by Gwen Stacy and decides that there's got to be at least one universe where Spider Man is a lawyer.
Ben has been waiting for his chance to have a sidekick for AGES.
Miles is fifteen and absolutely sick of this shit.
(Jefferson is fine, for anyone who's listening.)
Edit: so. i wrote the fic.
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miutonium · 10 months
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✨️I'm less busy now so I'm opening back my commissions :D✨️
EDIT: CLOSED!!
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Hi hi I'm opening 5 slots for the commission. Taken slots will be updated from time to time
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I'm also posting my art samples (personal art) undercut!
And as always, reblogs are highly appreciated 🥰💕💕
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🔷️Honoring my last offer, im taking $10 off if you make me draw Jack (Samurai Jack) or Professor Utonium (PPG) :3 (doesn't matter if it's solo, with a canon character or with your s/i oc :3)
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Reblogs are definitely very much appreciated 🥰💕💕
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akoyaxs · 12 days
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everyone, meet Le'the Te Neylan Sae'lite of the Omatikaya clan
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And then came along little miss stick-up-her-ass.
All slim muscle and swishing dark braids that clinked with their amber beads. All snarls and glares and huffy silence. All smooth azure skin streaked with thin stripes and glittering tahni. He really had no idea what to make of her. He had no doubt that a blade was hidden on her somewhere. And in her hair, completely out of place among her warrior attire, sat the faintly glowing flower. The moonflower.
Yes, Le'the was unlike anyone he had ever met. She didn't care who he was, who his parents were, where he was from. He was an outsider to her, an unwelcome outsider at that, and she was not pleased to have him in her beloved clan. 
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𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗜𝘁 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 Tame Impala
𝗖𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗠𝘆����𝗲𝗹𝗳 Alexandra Savior
𝗦𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗲𝗮𝗺 Shelly
𝗕𝗶𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴 TV Girl
𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿 Lana Del Rey
𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝗔𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗦𝗵𝗿𝘂𝗯𝘀 Men I Trust
𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗙𝗹𝗮𝘃𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱. The Neighbourhood
𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 TV Girl
𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗛𝗲𝗿 Jeff Buckley
𝗕𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗺 Cigarettes After Sex
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𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘀:
Fiercely loyal and viciously protective of what is hers
Will fight to the death at any given moment if those she loves are put in harms way (she'd always win though)
Pretends she's fine and buries everything extremely deep and down and dark in the hopes it will all compact and pressurise like sedimentary rock and she won't really have to worry about it
The most stubborn person to ever walk the surface of Pandora
Absolutely holds a grudge
𝗛𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆:
Typical character backstory - daddy issues and dead mom
Lots of issues that we'll be unpacking throughout the fic
High ranking in Omatikaya militia - second to Jake and equal with Neteyam
After her family was torn apart, she was taken in somewhat by the Sullys and would protect them with her life
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LE'THE and AO'NUNG
Short Fuse The Lighter
"Little Miss Moonflower" "Ocean Boy"
You know where to find me and I know where to look
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She has no idea what's going on beside her. What lurks behind the ocean of Aonung's eyes. What thoughts are crawling through his mind. About her.
"Do not hold back. I want it faster, harder, angrier."
"I'm sure you do," Aonung smirks, ducking quickly under the annoyed punch sailing towards his smug face. He misses the knee though, and the next minute he's bent over and winded on the ground.
"Only when you're all breathless at my feet," she says tauntingly, reaching down and grabbing him by the jaw. "You're quite pretty like that."
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Fuck you Aonung. Quite literally go fuck yourself, you irritating, self-important, unjustifiably arrogant piece of shit with seaweed for a brain and sea-sponge for a sense of humour.
"Just admit you don't want me dead."
Le'the raises her brows at him, looking extremely unimpressed by his argument. He keeps her gaze with a faint, unassuming smile on his face, waiting for her answer.
"Yes, fine," she snaps. "Now can we hunt?"
"Of course, little miss-"
"I never said I wouldn't wish extreme, serious injury upon you," she interjects. "Preferably one that unfortunately mutes you for life. And I never said I wouldn't be the one to deliver it, so best you listen to what I have to say, before my knife comes out."
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INTRUIGED? DAZZLED? IN LOVE?
Read all about my gorgeous OC in my fanfic MOONFLOWER, where it's a reverse ATWOW where our favourite Metkayina baddies come to the forest, and Le'the is unfortunately forced into the charming company of Aonung.
Enemies, tension, daddy issues, angst, spice and the occasional rare fluff - we've got it all (when I find time to publish more chapters).
Read if you're a real one lads 💋
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saline-coelacanth · 1 month
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You know I think one of my favorite things about Cinder is simply the fact that he's an elemental master with an element that we really didn't get to see a lot of before. And I mean, a lot of the elements from before are ones we haven't seen much from simply because there wasn't a lot of screentime they could feasibly give to the other elemental masters, but I just find it cool that now we have a much more important character with a previously underutilized element that we're able to see in action more.
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aliypop · 2 months
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Return To Sender : Chapter 2
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Word Count: 1,908
Writers Note: Alright so here's part 2! Once again dedicated to @sissylittlefeather Sorry if twos a little short
Warning: Language
Pairing: POC OC x Elvis / OC x Jerry
Plot: It's 1968 and Natalya Dyer a divorcee and single mother is tasked to interview Elvis and Cecelia Presley at their humble mansion Graceland about their spicy relationship only to learn more about them as people.
Chapter 1
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Memphis August 1968
"Jerry Schilling..."
"Natalya Dyer." She removed the cigarette from her mouth, "Nice to meet you," He smiled at her as she nodded, "Likewise." Natalya heard footsteps, which made her focus on the door, "Mama!" was all she heard as her son came charging towards her with the force of a bull. Jerry looked at her and then at her son as he smiled, "I'll let you handle that." He exited the door. Jerry thought she was pretty, but he was sure she wouldn't even be interested. Besides, she probably already had a husband.
 "Yes, Jer- Bear?"
"Can I go ride golf carts with my friends?" Jericho's eyes got huge, like a puppy. She thought about it from a mother's standpoint on how dangerous it could be, but she remembered she trusted that the Presley family, like any parent, would keep their kids safe. Of course, she also thought he'd be playing with the kids of Elvis and Cecelia, which in its own right was odd in its way, "Please, mama!"
"Oh, alright," She ruffled his blonde hair and kissed his forehead, "But be careful! You have school tomorrow!"
"I'll be okay!" He ran upstairs as she followed him up. 
"El..." Cecelia laughed as she felt him kissing her neck, 
"Hmmm..."
"I can't make dinner if you're seducin me." She chuckled, "Then Birdie can make dinner." He whispered,
 "Birdie's got the week off," She smirked, 
"But, baby,what'cha want me to do..." He pouted as Cecelia nudged him. 
"Let me cook." She turned to face him to kiss him. Elvis picked her up and placed her on the countertop. He kissed her eyelids, then her cheeks, then her nose and her lips again with a sweet hunger as she blushed, 
"What's wrong, Satnin..." He asked,
"You have a way of makin' me fall deeper in love with you every day." She whispered as she pulled him closer to her. 
"You love me, huh honey," 
"Mhmm," Cecelia kissed his cheeks, then his hands, 
"Do have anymore Mai Ta-" Natalya began to walk off as Cecelia and Elvis broke apart,
 "We do!" She flattened out her pants as Natayla laughed,
 "If you two were gonna make out, I could sit in the dining room." 
"We weren't going to do that," Elvis mumbled, 
"Mhmm..." Natalya chuckled, "You know I was thinking about that magazine proposition you two mentioned and..." 
"And..." Cecelia said,
"I wanna work on my first article, and..."
"You want us as your lab rats?" Elvis suggested as he leaned against the counter. Cecelia handed her another Mai Tai as Natayla sipped it, 
"Nothing like being a kissin cousin to a ripe pineapple." She joked as Elvis couldn't hold his laughter in, "Alright, but none of those raunchy questions about my-" Cecelia nudged him again, "Of course not, I want the world to get to understand you two as like a couple, not the stars you know." Cecelia nodded,
"I'd like that," Elvis smiled, 
"Cool, so uh... anything I can do while i'm interviewing?"
"You can help cook," Cecelia gave her a knife and a cutting board. Natalya began to cut onions. She thought of her first question, 
"So what was it like being an interracial couple in the 50s versus now?"
"Well... Should I answer first or you?" Elvis asked Cecelia as she shrugged, seasoning up the steak, 
"I'll answer," Cecelia smiled,
 "Honestly... It's hard. There's not much of a it was, you know. My fans didn't mind it, but when it came to the elders..." Cecelia sighed, "I was ridiculed and called a traitor to my race,"
"We tried to hide it, but our love was too strong to hide." Natalya caught his glance as she alternated from chopping to writing, "I mean, I-It was rough when we had the twins, the uh press askin if they'd be dark or fair," Natalya could tell that angered him, "It didn't matter none to me as long as they were healthy, because love ain't color, it ain't creed, it's a feelin'." He smiled, 
"Oh, Elvis..."
"Hmm?"
"Are the greens missin somethin?" Cecelia asked as he ate them, 
"tomatoes..." He grinned, 
"You and your tomatoes," The pair laughed as Natalya chuckled, "It was like that with my son," Natalya mentioned, "He's half Seminole, so a lot of speculation on why he's got blonde hair and blue eyes, unlike me."
"Hell, we got Cherokee in us." Cecelia smiled. Natalya grinned as she began to feel at home around them,
 "I'm a natural blonde," Elvis added, 
"So what made you two fall for each other?" 
"Her soul."
"His heart," She put the steaks in the oven, 
"Explain that, please."  
"Elvis has a heart of pure heaven, not even gold. He doesn't like to see anyone sad or struggling. Instead, he tries to be an angel on earth," Cecelia looked over her shoulder, "He's my angel on earth. He's so damn funny and," Cecelia chuckled, "He's makin' faces, isn't he?" Natalya nodded, ratting him out, 
"What can I say? Her soul brings out the best in me." He held her, "When I'm here with her, I'm not Elvis the star. I'm Elvis, her best friend, her husband, the father of our children, the man who comes home with messy hair and his shoes off,"
"The pain in my ass, but my joy, my refugee, my home," She looked at him lovingly, "Your green beans are burnin'" He smirked as she puffed out her cheeks, "See, there's the pain in my ass part." She joked,
"Oh, you love it." He smacked her butt as Cecelia blushed. 
"Did the twins change anything in your relationship?" Natalya asked. She remembered when she had Jericho, and her ex-husband couldn't even look at her for long. It was like the love in her ex-husband's eyes was vanishing. 
"The first few years were fine..." Elvis smiled, "But when they started growin older..."
"We started hitting a dry spell." Cecelia leaned against the counter, 
"A dry spell? You two?!" Natalya gasped, "No!"
"Yeah! It was bad Cece was holdin out, and I wanted to put in,"
"Or I wanted to put in, and El here was holdin out." 
"So, how'd you two fix it?"  
"We learned to listen, never go to bed angry at each other, and to kiss while makin' up."Elvis chuckled,
 "We also learned we've got a temper. And it gets in the way, every couple fights, but how you win the battle is what matters." She could see the pure admiration they had for each other. It was what Natalya wanted. Someone who'd look at her with a twinkle brighter than any star.
"Any advice to anyone finding love again?"
"Correction, don't go finding love, find a friend."
"A best friend." Cecelia nuzzled his nose, 
"You two are so sweet." The plates were made, and everyone was sitting down as Jesse reached for a role, Cecelia glaring at him 
"Not until we say grace..." 
"But mama..." Jesse tried batting his baby blues,
"Mind your mama," Elvis suggested. Even Natalya had to agree Elvis was very sexy, even as a dad, 
"Okay..." 
"You know, daddy! Today, I learned at school...How to count by 10, but then Jesse got stuck on 2x2 because he was talkin in class!" She smirked, her curly hair bouncing with every word she said, 
"And who was he talking to?" 
"Jericho." 
"Nu-uh!" Jesse stuck his tongue out, "Right, Jericho..." Jericho was blushing as he looked at Elaine, his mother noticing, "You're pretty..." Elaine's lip curled up like her father's. In disgust as she said, 
"You've got germs."
"I do not have germs!" Jericho huffed,
"Do too!"
"Do not!
"Do too!"
"Do-"
"Hey uh I'm heading home for the-"
"UNCLE JERRY!" Elaine and Jesse ran toward him as Jericho looked at his mother, her eyes on his, "Night." He mumbled, picking up his God niece and Nephew, 
"Say Jerry you like kids right?"Elvis asked as he was saying goodnight, 
"I mean I like your kids." The Memphis bachelor said back,
"That sounds... wrong as hell..." Natalya mentioned as Cecelia chuckled, 
"I didn't uhm mean it like that Mrs. Dyer." He blushed getting shy again, "Can I get you another Mai Tai?"
"Yes, you can."Elvis grinned getting invested in whatever was stirring up in front of him. 
"Actually gotta get this little one to bed," Sleep had hit Jericho as he was nodding off on his plate, 
"You two can stay over!"
"El, I'm sure she wants to go home..." 
"But..." He pleaded, and whispered, "I'm playin' Cupid." he smiled as Cecelia chuckled, 
"Besides when have I ever been wrong..."
"Well..." 
"Go 'head name a time..." 
"That damn monkey Scatter..."
"Scatter was fun!"
"Scatter wore my bra on his head, and let's not forget what I caught him doing with my favorite dress..."  
"Well... Uhm, may I walk you to your car?" Jerry offered. Natalya nodded, "That would be nice," she picked Jericho up as Jerry opened the door for her,
 "Great... now He's heavy," Natalya huffed, 
"Mind if I..." Jerry asked, 
"That would be kind." She smiled as he picked him up, 
"See who's stupid now!"
"Still you cupid." She chuckled, as they raced to the door to watch, "Your husband must be worried." Jerry spoke as Natalya chuckled, 
"My husband hasn't been worried about me in years." Trying to laugh off the heartache, 
"I'm sorry."
 "Ah, no need. He was a bastard." She shrugged, "What broke you two apart?" He kept walking as she sighed, "He wanted a trophy wife, and I wanted my husband to be a husband, " Natalya sighed, remembering how he'd come home late smelling of Whiskey and cheap perfume, "I'm sorry that happened to you."
 "You can give a man your life, and it still ain't enough." She looked at him. Jerry placed Jericho in the car as he looked at Natalya. She was strong, beautiful, witty, and charming and he had to know more. He had to see her again, he wanted to, 
"It's a shame he left a woman like you all alone."
"Well, he wanted to stick his dick in anything that wasn't me, especially after our son was born." She mentioned, taking a cigarette out as he took his lighter and lit it for her. 
"Thanks, Mr. Schilling."
"Of course, Ms. Dyer" 
"Please call me Natalya." 
"I'd like to call you some time if that's okay," Jerry smirked, remembering he had some of his flirtatiousness in him, 
"Was that too strong?"
"Not at all, but maybe we should start as friends." Remembering the advice given to her, "If that's okay with you, I'm still adjusting and-"
"I could show you around Memphis," He added, "The best restaurants everything," 
"I'll think about it." she took out her keys as he opened her door for her
"Well if you think about it and change your mind, meet me at Valmos Sound."
"Isn't that in Nashville?" She questioned, 
"Yeah, but it's three hours," He smirked as she felt her knees go weak, "Whadya say?"
"Oh alright..." She laughed, "But don't you dare try anything."
"I would never try anything with a friend." He smiled as he closed her car door. Driving off, the radio was playing Love Me Tender, she then groaned as she changed it again, and Can't Help Falling in Love was playing,
 "Fuck this.."
"Debuting on W.H.B.Q. Cecelia Presley's new hit To Be Loved." 
"God what did I do to deserve this!" She sighed,
SHOULD I MAKE PART 3?
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