#cake and hugs and shrimp? looks like a family visit

[drethanramslay]

Perfect (Happy Birthday Bree!!)

Pairing: Ethan x MC (Leah Garcia)

Word count: 1500 words

MASTERLIST

Warning: None, this is just a load of fluff 

Author’s note: Happy birthday @jamespotterthefirst​, the most talented and amazing writer🎂🎂 Hope you have a great day and keep rocking babe❤

I have taken part in @wackydrabbles so the prompt will be in bold 

Title inspiration: Perfect by Ed Sheeran 

Forgive me if i make any mistakes 🥺

"Happy birthday, doctor!" A cheerful nurse greeted as Ethan stood at the nurses' station, signing charts at a break-neck speed.

"Hrm." He answered absent-mindedly, not even bothering to look up from the file and continued to look down at it as of it were the most interesting case but the fact is that Ethan did not care to celebrate his birthday.

But if Leah were to hear that, she would have him by his balls.

And Ethan wasn't one to go against a woman with a mission. She had said that they would do something in the evening and Ethan was low key looking forward to it, which is quite the growth from a year ago.

According to Ethan, birthdays were irrational. He couldn't figure out the entire hype to celebrate the day which is just a marker that you are one year closer to death. Sure it's a pessimistic way to see it but Ethan never promised to have a positive outlook on life.

No wonder Leah calls me the human equivalent of a robot.

The thought just whispered into his head which had him halting what he was doing and a small smile made its way on his lips.

Just her very name has his face splitting into a wide grin. Her very presence has this flux of endorphins in his system that he feels as if his heart is going to burst or a blush would sear through his cheeks.

She was his Kryptonite. Yes, Leah had taught him that reference when they watched that Super-boy movie.

Coming back to his birthday, Leah had wished him in the morning itself which comprises of affectionate kisses with a side of old man jokes.

Or you could say it was the other way around.

She then proceeded to give him a hand-knitted scarf which she made along with this gold plated bar set which he had been eyeing for a couple of months but never had the chance to buy it.

"I hope you like it?" She had asked in a tiny voice, watching his every expression.

"Leah, you are the best gift I could ever have. You didn't have to go all the way out for me."

And it was true. Leah just wishing him was the only thing that mattered to him. Nothing could compare to it. Just like the shine of glitters can't compare to the radiance of the sun. But Leah just pressed her lips in a soft kiss and said that he deserved the best of everything.

I am so lucky to have a partner like her.

He shut the file and submitted the last chart to the nurse. He lifted his left wrist to check the time and he noticed that there was only an hour of work left before he could head back to their home.

With a sudden burst of motivation, he turned down the hallway to visit his next patient.

It would be an understatement to say that Leah was nervous.

The pressure of this entire evening being perfect weighed down on her like a pile of bricks. She paced in the living room, digging tracks from her walking back and forth so that she could work off the nervous energy settling into the pit of her stomach. The posh, classical music did nothing to calm her racing heart down.

Will he like it? The doubt filtered through her head which had her gulping and smoothening the little black dress which Ethan liked a lot.

Jenner whined, sensing her distress. She trotted towards the stressed intern and nuzzled against her leg, stopping Leah in her tracks.

"Hey, girl... Guess I'm just overthinking huh?" Leah ran her fingers through Jenner's silky ears and scratched behind her ears which earned her a happy bark.

The sound of the door unlocking had the duo looking up. Jenner cocked her head before running to greet her dad. His familiar baritone voice echoed through the hallway leading to the living room. Leah ran her eyes around the apartment, just running a final check to see if anything was out of sight.

She had lit candles all around the house and turned the lights down low, to set the relaxed ambience of the place.

But that wasn't the main event.

She had come home early so that she could cook an entire extravagant meal for him. From butter garlic shrimps and stir fry vegetables as appetizers to Pastelon which is Puerto Rican version of traditional Italian lasagna as the entrée. She had used her grandma's recipe which has been passed down for generations on her Father's side of the family. Last but not the least, she had baked him a coffee cake which was the only flavour he liked.

She had set the table out on the balcony because it was a wonderful weather and nothing beats a candlelit dinner under a starry night.

"Leah?" His voice called out and she turned to face him with an incandescent smile which beautifully complimented against the dancing shadows of the lit candles. She walked towards his open arms and embraced him.

Hugging Ethan was something she thoroughly enjoyed, The way this man was all hard and soft at the same time often blew her mind away. The way his arms would tighten around her waist and the way he would tuck her head under his chin was her personal heaven. His cologne mixed with his manly essence was intoxicating, which blanketed her senses, making her feel safe and at peace.

Placing a soft affectionate kiss on her forehead, they pulled back just enough to see each other's face.

"Hi."

"Hey yourself, E."

"So what is this surprise you have planned for me?"

Leah chuckled, her hands looping around his neck. Her fingers played with the short hairs on his nape as she looked at him adoringly. "Eager are we?"

"If it comes to you? Always." He pecked her lips.

"Good. Go get fresh and meet me at the balcony."

Ethan and Leah were having fun.

They had popped open the champagne bottle which Ethan had stored for a special occasion and poured copious amounts into the sparkly glasses. And the food was amazing.

The way Ethan devoured the food and gave compliments every now and then made Leah smile with pride.

"Sunshine, you have to feed me more Puerto Rican dishes because this is delicious," Ethan said as he sipped on his champagne.

"I am not as good as my dad. He can make so many more yummy dishes than me. He actually hosts a cookout Sunday for the boys working at his security firm. I have only been to a few but they are super fun."

"You have already met my dad so I think it is about time I have to meet yours."

A rosiness settled on her cheeks as she smiled back at him. "Of course. I know he will like you."

Giving a smile which has his eyes glimmering like the stars, they went back to their meal. After a while, with their stomachs full and plates wiped clean, Leah rose from her seat. Ethan shot her a questioning look but she just kissed his cheek.

"I baked a cake for you. Just getting it out so that we can cut it, old man."

Ethan groaned as Leah chuckled. "I am not that old, okay? I'm a millennial!"

"Whatever you say, gramps."

She went indoors to take the cake out of the fridge, where she had placed it after icing it. A sudden thunder resounded throughout the penthouse, which had her raising her eyebrow.

Rain? But the weather forecast said it won't...

She placed the cake on the counter and headed out only to find Ethan standing there, with his eyes closed and enjoying the raindrops washing his face. The water seeped through his black shirt, making it cling to the hard planes of his chest. A small smile played on his lips.

"Ethan? Come in, you will fall sick." She said as she stood at the threshold. To be honest, there was a reservation in her voice because it had been so long since she has seen him so peaceful.

"No, I will be fine. Come, join me." His eyes smoldered as they fell on Leah and it felt as if she was hypnotized by his brilliant blue eyes.

She walked towards him and instantly Ethan settled his hands on her waist. Placing her hands on his chest they just swayed to a rhythm of their own.

"Are we really dancing without music?" She whispered as she looked up at him.

"What can I say sunshine... you make me want to dance even when the music stops."

The cool raindrops fell on her flushed face while Ethan smiled down at her gently.

"I hope you liked your birthday, Ethan."

She wrapped her arms around him and placed her face on his chest, this heartbeat lulling her into her own safe haven.

"I won't forget this. Ever. This was by far the best so thank you, Leah. I love you so much."

"I love you too."

I would have attached pictures but a bitch is lazy 😔✊

Taglist: Tagging separately because that seems so effective

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[secret-captain-swan-blog]

Castle on the Hill

English Literature PhD student Emma Swan just needs money to pay for her last semester of grad school tuition. Killian Jones has always dreamed of opening a bookshop but has never been able to afford it. So when the small principality of Misthaven is looking for their lost princess, the pair decide that this might just be the perfect money making scheme.A Multi-chapter Modern Day + Lost Princess (think Rapunzel/Anastasia-esque) + Book Lovers in a Coffee Shop AU

Rating: T

Word Count: 94580/ ?

Prologue (Part 1 + 2) // Ch 1 // Ch 2 // Ch 3 // Ch 4 // Ch 5 // Ch 6 // Ch 7 // Ch 8 // Ch 9 // Ch 10 // Ch 11 // Ch 12 // Ch 13 // Ch 14 // Ch 15 // Ch 16 // Ch 17

Read on: Ao3

--

Killian is reading in the garden when it starts to rain. It’s not a lot, just drops against the thin pages of his book. He’s nearly to the end of Jane Eyre now. He’s honestly ready to be done with the book. Where it had once been enthralling, it now seems tiresome. The pain of the loss of Alice lingers folded in it’s pages.

He’s wondering if he should seek some refuge from the rain, when he looks up to see Emma running across the field. She’s windswept, her hair falling loose from her ponytail. Yet she’s still beautiful, like a Romantic heroine, her dress sticking to her torso. He can tell there are tears in her eyes.

He rises to his feet, striding as quick as he can to her. They meet in the middle. He wraps her in his arms quickly. Something is wrong, he notices instantly, from the slump of her shoulders and the desperateness she clings to him with. Her hands knots in the back of his shirt, holding on to him.

“Emma, love?” He asks into her hair. “Whatever is wrong?”

It must be the statue, he thinks. It must have gotten into her head. He should not have left her there by herself. She had heavy emotions that he should have been there to help her with.

“Killian, I can’t,” she mumbles, her voice half delirious.

“Can’t what?” He prods, fear trickling through his body.

She sniffles and whispers again, “I can’t.”

It’s windy outside, the rain picking up, and he can’t hear her well.

“Come, love,” he says. “Let’s get you inside. It’s getting bad out here.”

She shakes her head against his chest, “No. I can’t.”

He rubs his hands up and down her arms. “You’re going to catch a cold, love. I want to hear what’s upset you, but some place a bit less damp and cold.”

“No, no,” she says. “We can’t go into the castle. I can’t deal with it.”

“Deal with what, Swan?” He asks, slipping his hands down her arms to take her hands in his. He raises them to his lips to kiss them softly. They are already freezing.

“They’re going to tell me that I’m the lost princess,” she whispers. “And I’m not ready for it.”

He tries to process what she is saying. She’s the lost princess. She’s not ready.

His mind flits through all the evidence that he’s been trying to not point out for so long. The uncanny resemblance between the girl in Killian’s memories and Emma herself. The name. The accent. The right history. The scar on her shoulder. Even the chin. Killian’s spent so long trying to get Emma to remember something. For the connection to hold. And maybe, just maybe this visit to the gardens triggered the very thing that Killian’s been dreaming of. Maybe, even after last night’s fight, she has finally had the epiphany that he knows, he’s certain, must be coming.

But maybe that’s not it? Killian doesn’t want to get his hopes up. Reality rushes through him. Maybe the Queen or Regina just think that Emma is the lost princess and they want her to go public about it for publicity. Maybe now they’re manipulating her, asking her to pose as the princess. For what? For Misthaven Morale?

He’s going to need more information. Emma’s given him such few words, but his mind is spinning with possibilities. He knows, he’s certain, that something fundamental, potentially something he’s yearned for, is changing right here and now.

He brushes his hand against her hair softly, like he would a timid animal. She curls into him more, shivering.

What she needs, he realizes, obviously isn’t to go back into the castle. She needs to talk and in more than one way, unfreeze.

“Come love,” he whispers into her hair.

He leads her out of the castle grounds, the statues and winter garden behind them. Looking back now, he’s uncertain why he thought it was a good idea to take her there when she was in a bizarre state from the night before. As they weave down the cobblestone, she sniffles now, looking a bit less anxious. He thanks the gods for that.

There is a little tea shop in the grey stone shops lining the road. Called “The Castle Gate Cafe,” it’s lace doily sort of place. The counter boasts an assortment of cakes. He situates Emma in a table that’s tucked into a bay window off to the side that overlooks a damp patch of garden.

As he orders an Americano, a cappuccino, and a slice of lemon lavender cake, he glances back at Emma. Her face is distant, as if her thoughts are in another world.

When he comes back to join her, he presses a cappuccinos into her hands. She closes her eyes and takes a sip, her shivering subsiding.

“Sorry,” she says, after another pensive sip. “I must have seemed crazy back there. Or pathetic.”

“Emma, love, you seem traumatized,” he tells her.

She swallows, “I think I am a little.”

He takes a bit of the lemon cake. It’s sweet and soothing. He puts a piece of it on a fork and passes it to Emma. She takes the bite and gives him a smile.

“I was really affected by what I saw in gardens. I felt so ashamed for scamming the queen. I honestly couldn’t take it anymore. I was like in a weird trance or something, I swear. I felt like an out of body feeling, I don’t know.”

He takes a bite of cake and nods at her to continue.

She rambles, ”So, I went into the castle and all of a sudden, Mary Margaret was there and I just had to tell her everything.”

Killian chokes on his cake, “Everything?”

“Yeah, about the opera and our old plan and everything,” Emma manages.

He frowns knowing this means risking her security in Mishaven, her trust with the Queen, and the possibility of her returning to the country- and to him. “What happened?”

“She didn’t care. Killian, it’s crazy. She said that it doesn’t make a difference. She loves me,” Emma admits.

He reaches out to take her hand. Killian knows how much this means to her- to get the Queen’s affection and approval, to be loved by a parental-type figure in the way she’s always yearned to be. He knows it because he’s wanted it too. That’s part of why he’s never taken Ruby’s Granny’s generosity for granted. He rubs his thumb against her palm, part of him so understands and is proud for Emma.

“That’s marvelous, Swan,” he says.

She takes another sip of cappuccino, before she presses her lips together, and looks up at him.

“But then all of a sudden, Prime Minister Mills walked in,” she tells him.

He lets an eyebrow lift in place of a question.

“And she said that she took DNA from us both, without either of us knowing,” Emma says.

Killian thinks back to the week before, the suspected break-in. Of course it wasn’t the hooded man, it was the Prime Minister.

“We’re related,” Emma tells him. “I’m Mary Margaret’s daughter.”

So he was right.

He’s been right all along. It’s her. Emma is the girl from his childhood. It was Emma who he used to play games with in the castle courtyard. It was Emma who he used to eat sweets with in the kitchens when the cook would make them an extra treat. It was Emma who he ran across the field with that dark night. It was Emma who saw his brother right before he died. It was Emma who was now his sovereign. Emma.

“You’re the lost princess,” Killian says.

He feels a weird bit of emotion well up in him, a feeling of completeness that now is crescendoing. The girl who disappeared that night has been found. The lost girl who never had a family has been welcomed home.

When Emma looks up at him and sees the emotion in his face, something changes in her too. Tears spring again to her eyes. He quickly moves from his seat to slide in the booth next to her. His arms wrap around her. His lips kiss her hair. He tries to hide his sniffles, but he can’t.

She wraps her arms back around him, burying her face in his chest.

“We found you, Emma,” he whispers. “You came home to us.”

She sniffles.

“Killian, I don’t know how to react to this,” she murmurs back. “You’re crying, Mary Margaret is crying. I don’t know how to feel. I don’t feel like a princess. I don’t feel like my life is changing. I still don’t remember anything. It’s not like a sudden dramatic flashback or anything. All of these people keep looking at me like I’m supposed to be crying, but I don’t even know.”

Killian tries to be attentive to her. He realizes that Emma isn’t experiencing this moment as he is. He needs to be there for her. Princess or not, Emma is his girlfriend. She needs him to support her through this emotionally cataclysmic moment.

“Don’t know what?” He asks, brushing another hand through her hair.

“How to be a princess? How to be a daughter? I’ve only ever been Emma Swan. I’ve only ever been lost or alone or fighting for myself. I just want to go back to Durham and write my thesis. I don’t want to learn how to curtsey or use dumb shrimp forks or whatever people do in those Hallmark lost princess movies.”

“I’m not quite sure what a Hallmark is,” Killian replies.

“It’s not important,” Emma says, sniffling and sighing. “It’s just. I’m not really sure I ever wanted this.”

“Emma, you have a family,” he says emphatically, tears still in his eyes. “You have a real life fairy tale. You weren’t reading Blanche Neige all these years to run away from that. Princess Emmaline Georgette Analise Charmant Blanchard Nolan, I promise this is everything you’ve ever wanted.”

She smiles and sniffles and nods, “Yeah, I think I know that. Maybe that’s what scares me the most.”

He hugs her tight.

“I still don’t know what to do,” Emma says. “I ran away from the Queen.”

“You ran away?” He laughs.

“Yeah, I didn’t know how to react and she was crying and I absolutely couldn’t be in that room another moment,” she says.

“Oh love. Oh Swan,” He says, amused. His voice is still ragged from tears. “I think we should go find your Mum now. She’ll be wanting to hug you too after all these years.”

--

They walk back into the castle. Emma has to fight against everything inside her that says to turn her back, head for the Misthaven airport, and take off for North Carolina. But Killian’s hand inside her own helps, a lot actually. She lets it ground her, stabilize her. He’s still looking at her with tears in his eyes that makes her uncomfortable, but she’s managing.

Queen Mary Margaret and Prime Minister Mills are standing in the foyer when they arrive. She realizes that everyone else is gone- the secretaries, the dignitaries and diplomats, or whoever else might be in the castle. It’s just them.

“Your Royal Highness,” Regina says, “I’m truly sorry for springing the news on you in an improper way. I apologize.”

Emma tucks some hair behind her ears. It’s still damp from the rain earlier, which has now turned into a gentle mist.

“It’s fine,” she says. “I’m sorry for running away. It’s an old habit, I guess.”

“Emma,” the queen says finally, her voice choked up.

Mary Margaret takes a step forward, her lips pursed to hold back a sob.

Emma realizes that like it or not, this is her life now. She can keep running from it. Or she can embrace it. It doesn’t mean she needs to give up everything. Those details- her thesis, her livelihood, the dumb shrimp forks- they can be sorted out later. But right now, she’s just found out that this woman who has been nothing but a kind motherly figure to her these last few months is her actual real life mother. The least she can do is hug her.

She crosses the space and steps into her arms. It feels like melting, like comfort. Like a blanket wrapped around you on a cold day. Like turning the doorknob on your apartment door. Like a bowl sized cappuccino made just how she likes it. Like home. Mary Margaret, Killian, Misthaven- this was her home. She has a home. She is home.

“I’ve had a few assistants go out to get some Mamie’s coffee and croissants for you,” Mary Margaret says. “And we’ll call in some take away later for dinner.”

Emma doesn’t say that they just got coffee, because really, she always wants coffee. And it sounds, oh so cozy, to drink more coffee in this castle with the Queen. With her mom.

“I was thinking that I could give you a tour of the castle,” Mary Margaret says. “And then maybe, this is silly, but we’ve got these old home videos David used to take of you as a child. They’ve been too painful for me to ever watch, but maybe, since you’re here- we could watch them together.”

Emma smiles. She could do this. And maybe the home videos might even help her process and visualize and remember.

“That sounds great,” Emma tells her.

“I’ll just see you later then,” Killian whispers from behind her.

“No, no,” Mary Margaret says. “Please, Killian, you are family. Stay.”

Emma turns to smile at him and offer him her hand. “Stay.”

--

It’s late that night when they make it back to Emma’s apartment. After the long, harrowing, revelatory day, the clean white apartment and cozy house plants are the perfect greeting.

Emma is pretty sure she’s never been so tired. The rain and the emotions of the day have left her past drained. She leans on Killian as they walk in.

“Shower,” she mutters, as she stumbles towards the bathroom.

When Killian doesn’t follow immediately, she turns to him, “You too.”

He chuckles, before following her into the bathroom. She turns on the shower and cranks it up as high as it will go. That’s all she can think of right now- warm water and then a long sleep in her bed.

She strips off her clothes. Despite how tired she is, she glances behind her to see Killian’s expression. It’s something of admiration as he takes her in. She smirks and raises her eyebrows, before stepping in.

He’s inside the stream with her, sooner than she expects. The hot water alongside Killian’s arms wrapping around her lulls her and she feels the stress of the day leave her. She lets her eyes flutter closed as she leans back against his chest.

“What did you think of the evening with your mum?” He asks.

Emma smiles at the fact she has a mother. It’s a fact that is going to take a very long time to accept and set in, but for now she’s honoring her personal intention to embrace it.

“It was good,” Emma says.

“You know you can be honest with me,” Killian tells her, his hands moving to rub her shoulders. She realizes all the tensions she’s held in.

“No, I’m being honest,” she insists. “It was like having a family. A very rich, ridiculous family. But a genuine cozy little family.”

Killian nuzzles her hair, before moving to get her lavender aromatherapy body wash. He dabs it on a loofa and begins to rub it all over her.

“It was weird with those videos,” Emma murmurs.

She thinks back to the happy memory from less than an hour ago: of her, Killian, and Mary Margaret piled on a couch in one of the more comfortable lounges of the hilltop castle. They’d had takeaway pizza, which Emma could process now as a gesture from the Queen to be “chill” and let her ease her way into this.

They’d watched these videos of Emma with her family as a child. Baby Princess Emma waltzing with her father. Baby Princess Emma riding around on Prancer in the woods. Baby Princess Emma giggling as she plays tag with Killian down palace corridors. It’s weird to look at that little girl and know that it was her who did those things.

“I guess,” Emma says, as Killian switches from washing to shampooing, “I’ve been thinking for the last months, since I got here, that Princess Emma is this other person. A person who probably hates me for impersonating her. A person who is far more innocent than myself. A person who is probably dead.”

Killian starts rubbing shampoo into her hair and it’s fundamentally soothing. She lets out a soft sigh.

“It’s just weird to think that she’s me,” Emma says. “We are one in the same.”

She turns to face Killian and looks up at him. “You aren’t saying anything. I’m just monologuing here.”

He shakes his head as he runs his finger along the scar on her shoulder.

“I know, love,” He says softly. “I’m sorry. It’s just, I’ve thought you were her this whole time. I know you don’t want to hear it.”

She takes his hand from her shoulder to bring it to her lips to kiss his palm.

“No, it’s fine,” Emma says. “As much as I wanted to deny it, I knew you had your suspicions the whole time. Even last night, you did. And in the end it doesn’t matter, because here we are anyway.”

Killian reaches behind her to turn off the water. He kisses her softly before opening the curtain. He passes her a towel and she wraps it around her shoulders, following him out of the bathroom.

She pulls on a Duke Writing Studio t-shirt and a pair of underwear, before toweling off her hair and crawling into bed. Killian is already there, arms ready to pull her close.

Her eyes flicker closed naturally and she sighs softly.

She supposes that is another good, but terrifying thing about this whole situation: every obstacle of distance that was between her and Killian has faded. Misthaven is her home now.

She knows that she has plenty of thoughts about that to fret over in the future. A tendril of fear and another of anticipation wind in her stomach, but for now the wave exhaustion crashes over and pulls her under.

--

The next morning, Emma tries to fall into her normal schedule. She needs routine and hard work to ground her. She always has. It’s a coping mechanism.

Killian is still sleeping when she wakes. She makes coffee in the French Press before heading to her desk overlooking the park. She pulls the soft grey blanket off the couch and wraps around herself, before opening up her thesis materials. She’s just a happy little Emma in her quaint, minimalist Misthaven apartment enjoying her coffee and working on her PhD.

She doesn’t know much about what the future holds, but it has to hold her dissertation. She’s spent so much time on it. She’s put in so much work. Looking at it now, she hopes that she won’t look ridiculous for writing her thesis on her own mother’s work or specializing in the literature from the country she is now sovereign of. But she thinks that if she can keep the Blanche Neige secret under wraps and she can probably pass off a decent thesis.

She smiles fondly at herself as she starts typing- she can be the first Princess with a PhD. She googles it just to fact check herself. Frowning, she realizes that a Japanese princess has already beat her to it.

A princess , she reminds herself. She’s still processing it. If she’s being honest, she’s probably at a sort of denial stage in the process because she’s feeling pretty chill about it. The shock of it has worn off, but she’s certain that the reality hasn’t set in yet either.

“How is my princess this morning?” A groggy voice asks from behind her.

She turns to see a disheveled Killian leaning against the door frame of her bedroom. He’s just in boxers and his hair is sticking up in all directions.

She purrs, “Come here.”

He walks behind her chair and loops his arms around her. She feels the scruff of his beard on her cheek as he leans down to give her a kiss.

She turns her head to kiss him on the lips, her hands cupping his face to pull him down to her. His body curves around hers to deepen the kiss and pull her close. She feels so soft and delicate, like she’s something so precious to him. She’s grown to like that feeling- like she matters.

Her arms lift to his shoulders and he uses his own arms to lift her. Her legs curl around his torso.

“Sorry about the coffee breath,” she whispers, self conscious.

“Dammit Emma,” He whispers, as he falls onto the couch.

She transitions perfectly into straddling him. Her hands dive into his gloriously disheveled hair. His head lowers to kiss her neck, then her collarbone, before he settles to lick at the base of her throat.

She hums in pleasure. All her thoughts, her worries, her cares are gone. All she can think of is Killian, the man she loves- and it’s bliss.

Then a phone's ringtone strikes the air and the spell is broken.

Emma stumbles off of him to head for her bedroom where her phone is lying on her bedside table.

“Hello,” she asks, not pausing to glance at the number.

“Emma, darling,” replies Mary Margaret.

Her mom. The queen. Blanche Neige. It’s almost dizzying.

“Oh hey,” Emma says, sitting on the side of her bed.

“I was wondering if you and Killian would like to join me and Regina for brunch,” she says. “We have a lot to go over- publicity, citizenship, castles, balls.”

Emma can hear a smile in her voice, but her own stomach churns. The denial phase is slowly slipping away into something else, some sort of reality setting in. She can’t have slow and silly mornings with her boyfriend because she has princess responsibilities.

But she feels, alongside of that, a weird sense of duty well up in her. Of course, she must be at this meeting. She can tell that just like the night before, the Queen is trying to make it easier for her. She isn’t throwing her into royal duties, just inviting her to a casual brunch.

“Yes, certainly,” Emma says. “We’ll be there.”

“It’ll be at my place,” Mary Margaret says. “The Summer Palace. I’ll send a car for you in about a half an hour. See you then!”

Killian pokes his head in and she explains the brunch meeting.

“I’ve actually got work this morning, love,” He explains. “I can skip it, for certain, darling, if you want. I don’t want you to go alone if you are nervous.”

Emma can’t believe she forgot that Killian has a life outside of her. But of course he does. She senses that everything for them is going to change very soon. “Publicity” the queen said. It may be one of the last times that Killian will get to work in peace, or work at all.

“It’s fine,” Emma says, rising to meet him and kissing his cheek. “Go to work, Killian.”

They launch into action, mutually displeased to leave behind their moment on the couch, but both busy with their plans. Emma changes into a pair of black jeans and a sweater, hoping that it’s a nice enough outfit for brunch with the Queen. Her hair, messy and tangled from sleeping it in wet, goes up into what she hopes suffices as an elegant top knot. A spritz of perfume, a bit of concealer and mascara, a peck on Killian’s lips- and she’s out the door to meet the car.

The Christmas decorations are up in their full glory when Emma arrives at the summer palace: fairy lights, garland, and wreaths of evergreen adoring the palace. She exits the car and is greeted by a doorman who informs her that the Prime Minister and Her Majesty are in the Forest Room. Emma nods and makes her way through the palace, trimmed with Christmas cheer, before finding the tea room.

“Emma, darling,” Mary Margaret says, crossing the room to envelop her in a hug.

Emma wants to resist, because that is her instinct. Flashes of Ingrid, of other foster parents flash through her mind. People she thought she could trust, but proved her wrong. It’s hard to believe that there is actually someone here who truly loves her and won’t leave. But it’s true. So she lets her mother hug her and lets herself relax into the hug. A part of her that has always been raw and ragged, now feels soothed.

“Did you sleep alright?” She asks.

Emma nods.

“Well there is fruit and patisserie on the sideboard, coffee and tea as well. If you prefer a hot breakfast, you can just order from one of the footmen,” The queen directs.

Not being fussy, Emma takes some strawberries and a pain au chocolat. She fills one of the dainty mugs with coffee and then joins Mary Margaret and Regina at the table.

“Shall we dive into it?” The Prime Minister asks. “We need to decide when to send out the press release. I’ve already had it drafted and you can review it if you please.”

She pushes Emma a piece of paper with the official Misthaven seal on it. Emma tries to skim it, but her mind is too all over the place to focus.

“I think it’s best to do it as soon as possible,” Regina informs her. “It would be disastrous if the information was leaked from someone else. Obviously there will be a lot of commotion about it at first. This is, afterall, a nearly impossible event to happen- lost princess finds her way home. So I expect that we’ll have a fair bit of international coverage. It’ll be best if you lay low during that time, avoiding reporters and the like. However, once it dies down, you should be fine. Misthaven is too small to have the insane paparazzi that English and Swedish royals face.”

Emma nods. The words paparazzi makes her squirm and want to run away. She thinks about the simple pleasure of drinking coffee at Mamies or sitting, editing her paper, in Killian’s pub. She wonders if she’ll ever get that pleasure again. Or at least how long she’ll have to wait to do that again.

“We’ll hire you security as well,” The queen adds. “At least until the hype dies down and even after, so we all know you are safe.”

Emma nods again. She wishes she brought a notebook to take notes.

“You’ll obviously move into the house in the Southern Valley,” the Queen tells her. “And we’ll have to make plans for the Christmas ball. It’s a bit last minute for a dress, but we can figure something out.”

Emma feels her forehead crinkle, all of it hitting her too fast to process.

“But, I’m leaving Misthaven next Thursday to be back in America for Christmas,” Emma says. “I already bought the ticket.”

The only way that Emma could buy the ticket was through her grant and fellowship. There was no way she could afford it on her own. She couldn’t just buy another one because she changed her mind about when she wanted to go back.

“What do you mean going back to America?” Regina asks, perplexed.

“To go back to Duke and finish my PhD,” Emma explains.

“Well clearly that isn’t important now, is it?” Regina says.

“What do you mean?” Emma says, startled. Her mind races with defensive thoughts. She can’t lose her thesis. “That’s everything. My life’s work.”

“Emma will finish her PhD,” Mary Margaret says. “Of course she will.”

Emma feels her pounding heart decelerate.

“It might be in your best interest, however,” the Queen says. “To take a semester off. See if you can take a small leave of absence. I’m sure it’s understandable, just so you have time to transition.”

Emma wants to say no. She wants to say that she spends Christmas with Belle and her father each year. She wants poinsettias in the green house and presents under the tree.

But then she thinks about waking up on Christmas morning with Killian beside her. A Christmas tree in her own house. Emma’s never even entertained the thought of having a house of her own before because it seemed too impossible. But now she’ll have one and a family of her own to spend Christmas with. Yes, she’ll have to stay. It seems silly now to have even thought otherwise.

“What about my flight home?” She asks. “I already bought it.”

“Don’t take it, obviously,” Regina says. “I’m not even sure why we are talking about this. You’ve just inherited a hundred million euros, I’m not quite sure why you’re hung up on this.”

Oh.

Emma tries to process a hundred million.

She thinks about stealing concealer from the drugstore because she couldn’t afford it and she wanted to cover up the bruises.

She thinks of eating a grilled cheese every other day and sleeping in the library.

She thinks of all the opportunities she said no to- studying abroad, nights at the theater, dinners out with professors- because she couldn’t afford it.

And now she has a hundred million euros.

Emma doesn’t realize she is crying until her fat tears fall into her coffee cup, a sob coming out of her chest.

“Emma,” Mary Margaret gasps, coming over to her and placing a hand on her shoulder. “My dear, what is it?”

Emma tries to breath and chokes on her breath, a hiccup forming.

“I’ve never had money like that,” she says. “Nothing close to that. I’ve always had to scrape and fight for scraps. I don’t know how to have this life now.”

Mary Margaret and Regina exchange a look and the Prime Minister leaves the room.  The queen lowers herself down so that she meet Emma face to face.

“Emma,” the queen begins, rubbing her back as tears tumble from Emma’s eyes. “I am terribly sorry that you’ve lived a life you didn’t deserve. I’m so sorry that you’ve had to experience such horrible poverty and so much financial anxiety. I’m sorry for every moment you’ve been lonely. Every moment you’ve wondered where your mum was. I’m sorry that I couldn’t tuck you in at night and take you on nice holidays and buy you new books. I can’t begin to understand what your life has been like, but I can tell you it’s going to be better now.”

Emma sniffles and looks up at her.

“You’ll never want or fret about money. You’ll be able to help others with that money, make a difference in the world. You and Killian will be able to give your kids everything you didn’t have,” The queen says.

The queen beckons Emma into another hug and she obliges.

“You are going to have a good life now, Emma,” the Queen tells her.

Eventually Emma’s tears lull and Regina returns. They start to make plans for Emma’s move, which is to happen in two days. They take her measurements to send to the dressmaker for Emma’s dress for the ball, which will also double as her public debut. And they pass along a debit card for her new royal bank account. Regina advises she starts updating her wardrobe with pieces that are “couture” and informs her that once her move is finished, a stylist will come to help her look a bit more sophisticated.

The comment makes Emma want to roll her eyes, but she decides that isn’t very princess-like and resists.

It’s overwhelming and totally new. But Emma is trying, with all her might, to shove the walls down. If they come up now, she’ll only hurt Mary Margaret and Killian. She hasn’t worked this hard to turn on them.

As the driver takes her back down from the mountaintop palace, she leans her head against the window. She imagines herself turning into a tree, roots growing deep into the ground, branches reaching towards the sky. She tries to think of herself as being unmoved here, firm of purpose and place. Growing a home here in this place, here in Misthaven.

She has the driver drop her off at Mamie’s, where she gets a cappuccino and reads a book of fairy tales. Emma decides she needs to make the most of her last few days of anonymity. It starts to rain again, the weather decidedly cold now, Indian summer behind them. From Mamie’s, she can see Killian’s pub across the street and across the blustery street she can just make him out at the counter. She sends him a text telling him to come over when he finishes his shift.

As she flicks through her phone, she realizes she has a text from Belle.

Sorry to change our usual plans girl, but Will invited me to Misthaven for Christmas to meet his family. Any chance I can convince you to stay in Misthaven for Xmas as well?

Emma taps back.

Haha I just decided today to stay in Misthaven for Christmas too.

Emma smirks to herself and sips her cappuccino as she waits for a response.

Yes, amazing!! Can you stay with Killian then? Is it okay if Will and I take back his apartment?

Rolling her eyes, Emma replies:

In a huge plot twist, I’m actually getting my own place in Misthaven. I’ll explain more later on facetime when I am not at a coffee shop. Loooong story.

#Captain Swan #CS fic #CS fic rec #cs ff #cs ff au #cs modern au #killian jones #emma swan

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A regretful Wolf and his Beauty

Chapter Twelve

Beast!Rex x Fem!reader

Summary: As punishment for his actions, young prince Rex was cursed to become a monster by a witch. The only thing that saved him from his fate was an enchantress, who gave him a condition. He has to find true love in order to redeem himself and he only has until the last petal of the enchanted rose falls. Rex's family helps you by guiding your way into his heart. Rex's fate now lies in your hands.

Warnings: mental and physical child abuse, injury, blood, dislocation, trauma, feelings are hurt, anxiety, emotional and physical pain, fear, shouting, blame, guilt, manipulation, lies, neglect, mistreatment, mention of death. 

A/N: This is a collaborative fic with @ahsokatano-thetogruta.

Stutter would be sticking his tongue out in concentration, if he could that is. The sixteen year old is painting a picture of a stunning sunset at the moment. Jesse is watching him as Kix watches sixteen year old Sabine paint a picture of an explosion.

The two have always loved to paint, it’s the reason the two were turned into paintbrushes. Stutter especially loves it, it started as a way for him to bond with Rex and his brother’s. Rex had gotten him into painting when he first arrived at the castle, and it grew from there. Stutter’s family didn’t treat him right, they hated his stutter. His mother died a few days after he was born, his father would beat him when he got angry, but never laid a hand on his brothers.

His brothers would push him around and make fun of his stutter, they told him that he was nothing, and that no one would ever love him. No one outside the household knew what was really going on, his father made sure to never hit him where it was visible. 

Rex and his brothers always came for visits to their uncle’s, they loved their cousin’s. But they had noticed something off, Stutter always seemed afraid of his father and brothers. He seemed to hide away from everyone a lot, no one realized what was going on until Stutter was three. 

It was one of their few visits that they finally figured it out, and none of them will ever forget it. 

Thirteen years ago

Stutter's oldest brother, Adam, has just turned twelve years old. Rex, Cody, Fives, Echo and Bly have gone to their Uncle's to celebrate their cousin's birthday. The extravagantly decorated cake sits on the table, along with lots of presents that he has had from his family and other relatives, though most of them are from his Father because he spoils his sons, except for one.

“Where is Stutter?” Everyone is sitting in the lounge as they partake in the activities that Adam has chosen. Adam rolls his eyes. “Why? Does it matter where that Shrimp is?” His half hearted answer makes Rex's blood boil, but he keeps calm and level headed as Cody places a hand on his shoulder, sensing his Rex'ika's anger.

How dare he call him that horrible name, they always call Stutter that, and he hates it. Rex stands up “I need to go to the refresher.” No one but his own brothers acknowledge him. Rex walks upstairs, looking through the few rooms that are on the upstairs floor. He comes to a door and tries to open it. It's locked. Rex worries a little as he hears a quiet sobbing sound. “Stutter? Are you in there? It's Rex.” 

“R-Rex?” the three year old boy sniffles as he frantically wipes away the tears from his face, not wanting Rex to see that he was crying. “May I come in?” There's a long pause before he hears the click of the lock. The door slowly opens, revealing Stutter's sweet, little face peering through the gap. 

He steps away from the door to allow Rex in. “Are you alright, Stutter? Do you not want to join us for your brother's birthday party?” The question almost makes Stutter cry again. He doesn't want to think of Adam as his brother, not after what they do to him. Stutter just shakes his head. “N-No, I-I-I'm not f-feeling well.” His shoulders droop a little as he holds one arm nervously.

Rex can tell that something is wrong. “Have you been crying?” Stutter shakes his head abruptly. “It's okay, Stutter. You can tell me anything, you know that right?” He goes to walk closer to the three year old to give him a hug, but Stutter jolts away. Rex shows a concerned expression, seeing Stutter give an apologetic look. “What's wrong?-” that's when he sees it.

There's something dark at the collar of Stutter's oversized shirt. It looks like he buttoned his shirt up the best he could to hide whatever it is underneath. “What is that? Could you unbutton your shirt slightly for me please?” Rex asks kindly, but the young boy freezes and doesn't say anything, so Rex approaches him slowly so as not to startle him, crouches down, then gently starts to unbutton the shirt. Four buttons later, he can see it fully now. A black and purple bruise is apparent at the base of his neck and just above his chest. 

The shock and fear in Rex's eyes makes Stutter feel nervous, scared that his Father will find out that someone knows about his bruise. Stutter was threatened that if someone else found out about his bruises, then he'd get another one. “What…how did you get this?” The worry in Rex only increases as Stutter trembles and tears fill his eyes. Rex pulls him into a hug, trying to make the small boy feel safe as he cries into his chest. “Shh, it's alright. I'm here for you.” 

Once he had calmed down, Stutter sniffles as he pulls away from Rex, his nose slightly snotty, eyes red and sore from crying so much in one day. “I...F-Father s-s-said t-t-that I d-deserved i-i-it.” Rex feels anger. “No, this is not what you deserve Stutter. Why would you think that, what did he tell you?”

Stutter tears up more, choking up on a sob. “Father a-a-and b-brother’s said that I-I k-k-killed mother, t-they s-s-said that I-I-I’m b-bad. My b-brothers also s-said that I-I’m not g-good e-e-enough to be t-their b-brother.” Rex feels anger flow through him, who in their right mind would tell a child that they killed their mom. That’s disgusting! 

“It was not your fault Stutter, they are lying to you! Your mom was sick, it was no one’s fault. Now, we need to talk to Cody.” Stutter trembles in fear, tears spilling from his eyes, Rex wraps his arms around him. He picks the three year old up, carrying him out of the room and carefully downstairs. Rex carries Stutter straight to the lounge, rubbing the sobbing child’s back gently.

Rex walks in, he sees that his Uncle has joined everyone in the room. “Cody!” Cody jumps up as soon as Rex calls, running over to the two. Stutter’s father jumps up as well, Rex sets Stutter down, and Cody sees the bruise right away.

“What the hell happened?” Cody asks, wiping Stutters tears away gently and taking a closer look at the bruise. Rex turns, glaring at his uncle. “Ask him.” Rex tells him with disgust, staring straight at Stutter’s father. Cody’s brow furrows in confusion, and he turns to his Uncle. “What is Rex talking about, Uncle?”

His Uncle shakes his head, giving Cody a comforting smile. “I have no idea, Stutter must have fallen, come here son.” Stutter’s father goes to walk over to Stutter, who cowers in fear, grabbing onto Rex for dear life. Rex scowls at him “If he fell, then why did he lock himself in his room and not come to us straight away?” Stutter's Father glares at Rex, in warning, as he continues to walk closer. 

Cody’s eyes narrow. “Stay back.” He tells his Uncle firmly, then he turns to Stutter. “Stutter, you need to tell me the truth. Did your father do this to you?”

Stutter whimpers, nodding. Cody feels anger coarse through him. “Stutter also told me that his father said that he deserved it, Cody. And both our Uncle and our cousins told Stutter that he killed his mother!”

“They told him WHAT!!?” Cody turns to his Uncle who has started storming over. “I said nothing of the sort, the brat’s lying.” He pushes Cody out of the way, grabbing Stutter roughly by his left arm and yanking him away from Rex, so hard that a loud snap-like popping noise sounds around the room. Stutter screams and cries out in pain, making everyone, but his father and brothers, gasp. Cody jumps right into action. He grabs his uncle's arm and gently pry’s Stutter’s hand from his grip, the little boy runs straight into Rex’s arms while clutching his left arm from the pain, being unable to move it whatsoever.

Rex hugs him close, wrapping his arms tightly around Stutter. “It’s okay now, I’ve got you, he can’t hurt you anymore, I promise.” 

Cody does his best to keep as much distance between his Uncle and Stutter “You're such a little brat, Shrimp! Get out, NOW! You're not staying here anymore, I've had enough of your stupid behavior!” His Father shouts at him, making Stutter scream out, just wanting to never hear his voice again, wanting to be free of the agonizing pain he's been in for so long, mentally and physically. Cody shoves his Uncle back. “ENOUGH! You have no right to call him that!” Cody turns to Rex. “Rex, get Stutter out of here, now.”

Rex doesn't waste another moment. He turns on his heels as quick as he can and bolts down the hallway and out of the front door. He can hear footsteps following behind him, also running at a fast pace. Without stopping to see who it is, Rex just holds Stutter close with a hand cupping the back of his head. Stutter looks behind Rex to see his three older brothers chasing both of them. The three of them had picked up some rocks along the way to throw at their brother and cousin.

Rex took all of the hits on his back, making sure that none hit Stutter. A few painful hits later, the rocks had stopped being thrown at them. Rex stops to see Fives, Echo and Bly tackling them to the ground, holding them down. “Rex, just keep running! We've got them pinned!” Bly shouts over to him, holding down the oldest of the brothers, making Rex start to run again, comforting Stutter by giving him words of reassurance that everything will be alright now.

Back at the house, right after Rex had run outside with Stutter, his three cousins and brothers running too, Stutter's Father just stands completely still, not too far away from Cody. The sixteen year old turns to leave him be, but the low, dark voice sends a shiver down his spine. “Where do you think you're going?” Cody feels fear and confusion at the same time. “I'm going back home now. I don't want to stay here any longer-”

“You took him away from me! It's All Your Fault! If you and your kriffing brother hadn't got in the way, then that Shrimp would have still been mine!” The venom in his voice angers Cody, making him turn around again. “I told you not to call him that!!” Cody runs towards him, swinging his fist at his Uncle. Cody wishes Obi Wan was here. 

His boyfriend is brilliant when it comes to hand to hand combat. Cody on the other hand, he's too slow, allowing his Uncle to dodge his attack. A fearful gasp escapes Cody as he feels a hand yank him backwards, then a burning sensation around his neck as his Uncle wraps a hand around his throat, lifting him off of the ground. Cody claws at the hand, desperately gasping for air, some fearful tears spilling from his eyes. “S--t-op. P-Ple--ase.” Cody chokes out, wanting to be let go of and put down.

Instead, his Uncle tenses his expression and widens his eyes as he throws the sixteen years old boy across the room. Cody's life flashes before his eyes as he heads straight for a small coffee table. There's no way of stopping in mid air now. He wishes that Obi Wan was here to save him, just wanting to be held by him, wanting to--

Cody makes harsh contact with the edge of the oddly shaped table, cutting and splitting the left side of his face from his temple to his cheek, around his eye. He lands on the floor with a painful thump, letting out an agonizingly pained scream that echoes throughout the room. He clutches his face, tears flooding out of his eyes now. Cody sees red flow in front of his left eye, making it sting, a lot. Moving his hand away from his face, he sees, using his right eye, that his hand is covered in blood. Lots of it.

His Uncle walks forward, towering over him. “Get out…NOW! I SWEAR THAT I WON'T GIVE YOU ANOTHER CHANCE, BOY!” Not a moment later, Cody scrambles to his feet, hand clutching his face again as he runs as fast as he can out of the house. He sees Rex running in the distance as the three of his cousins push past Cody and back into the house, slamming the door shut behind them and locking it immediately.

“Cody!” Fives, Echo and Bly call out to him, rushing over, only to see the blood seeping through his fingers. “What happened?” Fourteen year old Bly asks in complete worry for his Ori'Vod. Cody doesn't respond, he just wobbles on his feet as his vision becomes blurry. “Woah, hey. It's okay, we've got you, Ori'Vod.” The three of them support Cody as they make their way back to the castle.

Rex and Stutter finally arrive at the castle, pushing through the gate and running up the stairs and into the main hall. At the moment the only people in the hall are Obi Wan, Knight Plo, 99 and the bad batch. They all look confused when they see him breathing heavily, with young Stutter clutched in his arms.

“Rex? What happened? Why do you have Stutter here?” 99 asks, and Rex carries Stutter over. “Uncle has been abusing Stutter, so we took him.” Rex sets Stutter down, and everyone gasps when they see the large bruise. 99 hobbles over, kneeling to take a closer look.

“Did your dad really do this, Stutter?” Stutter nods, tears still drip down his face. “His father and our cousins also told him that he is the reason that his mother died, I also don’t think this was the first time that this has occurred either. Remember the times we offered to help with Stutter, but Uncle wouldn’t allow us to change his diaper or clothes?” 99 nods while Plo leaves the room for a minute, when he comes back he has Kix with him. His cousin is training to be a doctor, he’s almost done so he’s certified enough to check Stutter over.

Kix Starts checking him over when Cody, Fives, Echo and Bly all walk in, everyone gasps when they see Cody bleeding profusely from a wound on the corner of his forehead. Obi Wan goes running, so does Kix. Rex’s eyes widen. “Cody, what happened?!”

“It- It was Uncle! He attacked me.” Cody stumbles, and Obi Wan has to grab him so that he doesn’t hit the ground. Rex hears another gasp, he turns to see 99 and his uncle Plo with Stutter. They have taken his shirt off so that everyone can see the bruises littering the young boy's body, some are yellowing, telling everyone that they’re older and some are bright purple.

Kix looks angry when he sees them, but he continues patching up Cody first as Rex, Plo and 99 take care of Stutter. Everyone is angry over what happened. Wrecker hugs Stutter close, him and his brothers know what it’s like to be unloved by their parents. “It’s okay Stutter, you’re going to be safe here.” Wrecker whispers quietly, nuzzling the top of the three year old's head.

“Uncle Plo, do you think that you can gather a group of knights and go to arrest my uncle?” Plo nods. “Of course, I would be happy to.” with that Plo leaves the room, and Kix finishes up with Cody, who’s already looking a little better. A bandage has been wrapped around the left side of his face and over his eye, leaving him to only see out of his right eye. Obi Wan gives Cody a sweet kiss on his right cheek.

Kix leaves Cody with Obi Wan, walking over to check Stutter over. “Can you check his left arm, Kix? His father grabbed and yanked it pretty hard. Then there was a sort of snap-like popping noise.” Rex asks, and Kix nods. “Can you move Wrecker? I know that you want to comfort him, but I need to check him over.” Wrecker nods, moving to stand beside his brother’s. All four of the boys look angry, they’ve visited Stutter before in the year they’ve lived with 99 and absolutely love their little cousin. They can’t believe that they’ve never noticed anything wrong.

Kix checks Stutter’s arm, he gasps, then sobs when Kix presses on his shoulder. “It’s not broken, It is dislocated. Obi Wan, can you come over and hold him still, I’m going to have to pop it back in.” Obi Wan nods and walks over, not wanting to leave Cody, but making sure that Stutter holds still while popping his shoulder back into place is important. He grimaces. He knows that this is going to hurt him. “Boys, why don’t you leave the room, I’ll call you when they’re done.” 99 tells the bad batch. The boys nod, leaving the room. 

“Bly, please take Rex, Fives and Echo out.” Rex shakes his head. “I’m not leaving him.” Cody sighs. “Rex’ika-”  “No! I’m not leaving him. Not after what he's been through.” Rex stresses, standing his ground. Cody turns to Bly. “Take the other two out, Rex can stay.” Bly nods while he takes the twins out of the room, Rex walks over to Stutter.

“You can hold my hand if you like.” Rex offers out his hand, making Stutter feel nervous. “I...I-I've n-n-never held a-anyone's hand b-before.” Rex, Cody and Obi Wan all look at eachother, sharing a sympathetic look for the three year old.

Rex smiles sadly. “It's alright, you can hold my hand whenever you'd like to.” Stutter reaches out his hand, touching Rex's palm but instantly flinches away. Rex smiles comfortingly “It's alright, you're safe now.” The final bit of encouragement makes Stutter cautiously but comfortably take his hand. The feeling is nice and comforting, way more pleasant than being hit or beaten. The soft feel of Rex's skin feels nice, making Stutter let out a small sigh of relief, feeling safer.

Obi Wan holds onto Stutter as Kix gently grips his arm. “Okay, I'm going to count to three. One. Two-” on two Kix quickly pops his arm back into place, making the three year old scream, then start crying. “Shh, shh. We’re done Stutter, it’s okay.” Kix comforts him quietly, he hates seeing kids in any kind of pain. Rex gently hugs Stutter close to his chest while Obi Wan pets his hair. Kix starts putting a cast on Stutter’s arm since he thankfully brought everything with him in his bag. Once he finishes and It’s dry Kix places it in a sling.

“There, all done. Why don’t you go show him around the castle Rex?” Rex nods. “C'mon, Stutter. Let's give you a tour.” Before he starts to walk, he feels a small hand hold his right hand, seeing that Stutter still looks nervous, but he's seeming a little braver already. 

Rex takes Stutter around most of the castle, showing him the most interesting places like the library, drawing room, conservatory, all those kinds of places. When they reached the kitchen, the lovely aroma of food made Stutter's stomach growl. “Are you hungry?” Stutter shakes his head. “I-I-I'm f-fine. I'm n-n-not hungry.” His stomach growls again, more violently. 

“You are allowed to eat something whenever you'd like. My cousin Gregor can make you something if you'd like?” Rex offers the boy with a smile, and the boy nods his head. “What would you like?” 

“I-I'll have w-whatever I-I-I'm given, I promise I w-will eat it e-e-even i-i-if I d-don't l-like it.” Stutter's reply was quick, making Rex frown a little. “If you don't like something, I promise that we won't force you to eat it.” Rex squeezes Stutter's hand reassuringly. 

“O-Okay, t-t-thank y-you.” Stutter smiles for the first time, filling Rex's heart with happiness. “You're welcome, though may I suggest the waffles and strawberries? They are very tasty and I live having them for breakfast.” Stutter nods, making him a little excited for it just by the name of it. He was never told the names of food he was given, all he knew was that it tasted horrible.

About ten minutes later, Stutter sat down at the table, enjoying his waffles and strawberries. It's the best thing that he has eaten in his entire life. A few tears of happiness spill out of his eyes and roll down his cheeks as he munches away. Rex smiles as he watches Stutter finish the rest of his food, letting him know that he's full now. 

They carry on the tour for a bit, when suddenly Stutter yawns. “S-Sorry.”

“There's no need to apologise, Stutter. Would you like a nap?” the three year old hesitates before he yawns again, nodding his head as he rubs his eye sleepily. “Here, would you like me to carry you?”

“Y-Yes p-p-please.” Stutter lifts his arms up a little as Rex picks him up, allowing Stutter to wrap his little body around him.

Rex carries Stutter to the West wing to have a nap on his bed. Setting the sleepy three year old down gently into the bed and readjusting the pillow beneath his head, Stutter speaks again “R-Rex?”

“Yes, Stutter?” Stutter has a nervous look again. “I-If it's not a-a-a p-problem, c-could you s-s-stay w-with me?” 

“Of course I can, would you like me to lie next to you?” Rex smiles as he sits on the edge of the bed, seeing Stutter nod. Rex swings his legs onto the bed, wrapping his arms carefully around Stutter.

xxx

Stutter wakes up with a quiet gasp, he had a nightmare again. Stutter takes in his surroundings, seeing Rex and remembering where he was. That’s when he felt the wetness underneath him, he looks down and sees the wet spot on his pants and the bed surrounding it. Fear strikes him, his dad would beat him for wetting his bed, and he knows that he’s going to get a beating from one of the adults for wetting Rex’s bed.

Stutter gets up, panicking. He doesn’t want a beating, he’s breathing rapidly and he feels so much fear. Stutter ends up throwing up all over the floor, waking Rex. Rex jumps up out of bed and rushes over to Stutter, rubbing his back soothingly “I-I'm s-s-sorry, R-Re-” the young boy continues to throw up, choking on his vomit a little as tears prick in the corners of his eyes. “Shh, it's alright. Just let it out.”

Stutter spluttered out the last drops of vomit, shivering a little. Rex frowns “Here, come to the refresher with me.”

“B-But t-the mess and t-the wet b-b-bed, I'll g-get told o-o-off if I d-d-don't c-clean it u-up.” “Nevermind that, it's alright. You're not in trouble. These things happen sometimes, but it's okay. I promise.” Stutter feels confusion as Rex helps him to the refresher. All Stutter had ever been told that if he makes a mess, he'll get in big trouble that ends up with him being beaten. 

“Alright, let's get you cleaned up shall we?” Rex smiles at the three year old, still looking terrified. “Here, let me wipe off as much as I can and then you can have a bath if you'd like one?” 

Stutter nods as Rex uses a towel to wipe up as much of the vomit as he can. Rex starts the bath up, squeezing some soap into it, and soon Stutter sees the steam and fluffy bubbles coming from the bath “W-Who's t-that for?” Rex looks over to what Stutter is pointing to, seeing that it's the bath he is asking about. “It's for you,  why?”

“I-I was o-o-only allowed t-to h-have c-c-cold water b-baths.” 

“Wait, you haven't had a hot bath before?” Rex sounds surprised, Stutter shakes his head nervously. “N-no, sorry.”

“There's no need to apologise Stutter, it wasn't your fault, I just…Here, wait here, I'll be back in a few minutes. I'll be back soon.” Rex smiles as he leaves the refresher, leaving Stutter just staring at the bath, mesmerised by the steam coming up and off of the bath water. He's fascinated by it. A few moments later, Rex arrives back with some clean clothes.

“Here these might be slightly big for you, but they should be okay. They are some of Tech's clothes, he's only two years older than you so they might be a bit big, but not overly.” Rex places the top, trouser and jumper on the sink. Because Stutter was shivering, he thought that the jumper after the bath would keep the three year old warm. Rex walks over to the bath and switches it off, just before it rises halfway. He checks the water temperature. “Perfect. It's ready for you, if you undress and hand me your clothes I'll put them in the laundry basket and have them washed right away for you.” Stutter nods as he strips himself off. 

The clothes are passed to Rex, who takes them into his room before going back to help Stutter into the bath. “You ready? I'll help you in.” Stutter puts his arms in the air some before Rex gently lifts him up and places him gently into the warm water, making sure to keep his left arm out as too keep the cast dry. Stutter gasps in surprise, he's never felt anything like this before. He hums happily as he leans back in the water. “T-This i-i-is nice, t-t-thank y-you.” Stutter closes his eyes, enjoying the warm water swirling around him as he shuffles. He then plays with the bubbles a little, scooping some up in his hand and blowing it off. 

The giggle makes Rex happy that the bath is helping. “Would you like me to wash your hair for you?” 

“Y-Y-Yes p-please.” Stutter feels comfortable with the touch of Rex's hands, but always being beaten, being touched is a very scary thing for Stutter, afraid that someone will want to hurt him again.

Rex gently rubs the shampoo into Stutter's hair, who enjoys the feeling of having someone wash his hair for him, instead of struggling himself. He'd always cry at the stinging sensation when the soap got in his eyes, but Rex is being careful not to get a single drop in them.

Rex then grabs a cup off the counter. “Close your eyes.” Stutter does as Rex told him, Rex cups a hand in front of Stutter’s eyes, gently pouring the water. The little boy hums at the nice feeling of the water flowing through his hair and down his back. “You like that?” Rex asks with a chuckle, only getting a sleepy nod in response.

He finishes up washing Stutter’s hair, he then grabs a towel. “Time to get out.” Stutter nods, standing up and letting Rex wrap the towel around him and lift him out. Rex sets him down and softly dries Stutter off, being very gentle around his bruises. 

He then helps Stutter get dressed, the clothes are a little big, but not by much. Rex then carries Stutter to Obi Wan's bed where he knows Cody is, laying down with the two older teens. Before Stutter closes his eyes, he sees the sun setting over the horizon, bright shades of oranges and yellows shining into the room, making him feel cozy and warm before closing his eyes to get some sleep.

xxx

Stutter finishes his painting. "L-Look Jesse. I-I-I'm done." He would be smiling if he could, the memory of being rescued by Rex and his brothers always makes him happy. It was the best day of his life, even if his father and brothers got away.

Stutter loves drawing sunsets, a sunset was the thing he saw the first time he ever felt safe and warm, loved, and it always relaxes him to draw them.

The paper man runs over to Stutter, being careful of the paint. "That looks amazing Stutter, you did a great job." Jesse smiles at him, and Stutter wishes that he could smile back. "D-Do you t-t-think t-that Rex w-would like it?" 

"Of course he would, why don't we go give it to him. We could go get Obi Wan to help us carry it." Stutter makes a nodding motion, and Jesse runs over to Kix. "Come on Kix, you can come help me and Stutter get Obi Wan." Kix sighs, but nods.

"Fine, but if he's busy we're leaving him alone. We can always just grab Rex and bring him down here, okay." Both Jesse and Stutter nod, and with that the three fly out of the room. Jesse folded into a bird as usual.

They fly to Obi Wan and Cody's shared room, and Kix hits his body on the door, making a thumping sound. It's the only way he can knock. They wait a few moments, then Kix knocks again. After a few minutes this time the door opens and they see the suit of armor looking at them.

"Did you three need something?" He asked, it's not very often that someone interrupts him and Cody. Stutter stays behind the two older cousins, even after so many years he's still afraid of some things. "Stutter painted a picture and wanted to give it to Rex, we were wondering if you could carry it up for us?" Jesse asks.

Obi Wan chuckles. "I can definitely help with that, let's go get it. Do you want to come Cody?" Cody shuffles towards the door. "Sure, let's go. Do you three want a ride?" Kix, Jesse and Stutter all nod and fly up, Jesse holds onto Kix instead of folding himself this time. They sit on Cody as him and Obi Wan make their way to the drawing room, once they get their Sabine is still painting and Stutter's painting is sitting right where he left it.

Obi Wan picks it up, admiring it. Stutter starts to get nervous, he doesn't know if Obi Wan likes it or not. Obi Wan senses Stutter's nervousness. "This looks amazing Stutter, you did a great job on it. Look Cody." Obi Wan holds the picture where Cody could see it, and the desk hums when he sees it. “Wow, this looks stunning. I love the colours you used, you're so talented. Rex is going to love this.”

Even though he doesn't have one, Stutter's face is beaming in delight. “Thank you so much, I hope he does.” The four brothers and Obi Wan, who carries the painting with care, head up the stairs towards the West Wing. As soon as they arrive at Rex's bedroom door, they hear a soft snoring sound. Obi Wan gently knocks as he opens the door to see Anakin lying on top of Rex at a slight angle across his fluffy chest and stomach. As Rex breathes, letting out the soft snores, his chest slowly rises and falls. 

A few moments later, Anakin starts to stir, looking up to see Obi Wan standing in the doorway. He can't see Cody or the others at the level he is lying at. Anakin lets out a yawn and whispers, as to not wake Rex “Obi Wan. Is everything alright?” Obi Wan nods and whispers back “Yes, everything is fine. Cody, Stutter and the twins are here too.”

Anakin hears a shuffling and sees them all come into view now. “Hey you guys.” they all respond with a quiet greeting. “What you got there, Obi Wan?” Anakin nods towards the canvas.

“It's a painting of a sunset that Stutter did for Rex.” Obi Wan explains, smiling invisibly to Stutter. “I-If h-h-he's asleep, I-I-I c-can just l-leave it h-here f-f-for him.” Stutter offers. 

The sound of quiet talking to each other eventually wakes Rex up. He goes to sit up when he remembers that Anakin is lying down on top of him. As he lets out a yawn, the others see his sharp teeth and fangs showing on display. It doesn't bother anyone in the slightest that he has them. Anakin chuckles a little as he gets up, allowing Rex to sit up “Nice nap, Rexster?” 

Rex smiles at the nickname that Anakin gave him when they were younger. It started out as something to bug Rex with, when they first met Anakin didn't really like Rex very much, but things have definitely changed since then.

"Yeah, it was nice. So what are you guys doing here?" Rex asks, gesturing to the group. Stutter is hiding behind Obi Wan now, suddenly very shy. "Well, Stutter painted a picture for you, Rex'ika." Rex perks up, he loves when Stutter paints him pictures. He looks around, but doesn't see the paintbrush anywhere.

"Where is he?" Rex frowns while he asks, he knows that Stutter must be hiding. It happens sometimes, even after all the years away from him, Stutter still has habits and scars from his father. Physical and emotional.

"Come on out, Stutter. You know that I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." Stutter flies out from behind Obi Wan, who walks forward. "This is the painting that Stutter painted for you." Rex takes the painting and Stutter flies over while Rex looks at it.

"This is amazing, Stutter! I love it!" Stutter beams, flying up and snuggling into Rex's fur. Rex chuckles, nuzzling the paintbrush. "Thank you, Ori'Vod." 

Rex smiles, it always warms his heart when Stutter calls him that. It took him so long to get up the courage to call Rex his brother.

"You're welcome, Stutter. I love it. I'll make sure to find a place to hang it up later." Rex stands up to find a place to put the painting, and that's when Stutter backs up. Accidentally bumping into a glass framed painting of Rex's parents, it falls to the floor, shattering. The loud noise scared Stutter, but even more so knowing how important that painting is to Rex.

Anakin knows this too, and he starts walking towards Rex to calm him down. "STUTTER!!!! HOW COULD YOU!!!" Rex yells, making Stutter flinch and whimper loudly. Stutter flies as fast as he can out of the room. The room falls silent, regret fills Rex as he feels everyone in the room staring at him. “Rex!! Why would you yell at Stutter like that?!” Cody makes Rex press his ears back, whimpering as he realizes what he just did. “I...I didn't mean to-” Rex bolts out of his room to go and hide from everyone, embarrassed at what he just did. Obi Wan places his hand on top of Cody to calm his boyfriend, feeling his anger boiling up inside of him. 

Stutter sobs hard as he floats down the hallway, trying to fight away his pain caused so many years ago, on the verge of letting it consume and destroy him. He bursts into a room, falling to the floor from the loss of energy. He chokes on his sobs, wishing that he had tears that would allow him to cry away his pain for a short time, before his episodes of panic attacks fully developed into outbreaks that would uncontrollably happen every now and then. 

“Stutter?” 

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The Princess of the Two Household

N’Yim is all grown up now. And she’s not anymore the little girl that Ae used to sniff kiss and cradle on his arms... the little niece is now a young lady who can kick anyone’s ass - thanks to Ar Ae’s teaching and can smile like an angel - thanks to her Ar Pete’s advice...  This is from the eyes of our little N’Yim all grown up :) 

The bell rang at the school indicating that its time for them to pack up and go home.

The petite girl with a cute long hair in ponytails, ivory skin, rosy soft cheeks and bright soft brown eyes hurriedly pack her things. There’s a sweet lovely smile on her lips that even her classmates cant help but wander what happiness is inside of her head.

‘Ai Yim! Are we going to the bookstore?’ Rune asked her friend.

Yim smiles at her and told her friend in a cheery voice, ‘Sorry Ai Rune. I’m heading home now! My uncles are there! Sorry gotta go!’

And even before Rune can answer Yim was out of their classroom in a flash.

Yim is excited.

Super excited!

Why?

Its Perth’s birthday, her little brother is turning 7 years old and it would only mean one thing - family gathering!!!

Its been so long since she saw them.

She pedal faster and the elders who knew the petite girl who pedals like a boy shook their head with a sweet smile on their lips.

N’Yim took after her favorite uncle, boyish in some ways. It warms their heart that the girl is full of bright laughter, she's like the sunshine of their village. She’s friendly, sweet, kind, gentle yet sometimes unladylike especially when someone tries to bully her. She’s not from ‘that family’ if one can just easily bully her.

She came from the family of a strong household.

She smiles when she saw a familiar Mercedes-Benz parked outside her grandmother’s restaurant.

She pedals faster her bike and parks the bike hastily, runs inside and shouted, ‘Ar Pete!!!’

Yim runs so fast and hugs the man who opens his arms to her.

‘I miss you!!!’ N’Yim actually jumps to Pete and Pete catches her while hugging her tight.

’N’Yim! You’re going to topple Pete!’ she heard the voice from Pete’s back and saw her other favorite uncle steadying the back of Pete. More like holding Pete’s waist in a possessive and protective manner.

Yim only grins and sniff kiss Pete’s cheek and told in a sweet honey voice, ‘But N’Yim misses her Ar Pete so so so much. Its been years-‘

‘Oi! It's been 3 weeks only!’ Ae cut her off.

‘Fine 3 weeks! I miss you Ar Pete!’

‘You miss him? Huh?! Says the little girl whose always messaging him day and night-‘

Yim gasped dramatically, ‘Not true-‘

Pete chuckles and let the niece and uncle have their little battle. Pete saw Nut and Oh shaking their head.

’N’Yim get down. You’re a big girl now. Pete cant carry you anymore. Act like a proper lady,’ Ae said in a stern voice.

Yim gets down but with a pout and a smirk, ‘Hmp! Ar Ae, you’re just jealous. You just don't want me or anyone touching Ar Pete.’

Before Ae can retort to that Ae’s parents laugh so loud, they turn around and saw that they’re back from the temple with Perth on their hand.

‘Ai Ae! It looks like Yim got you there! Hahaha!’

Ae rolls his eyes and cross his arms to his chest. Pete smiles and whisper something in his ear that made Ae grins and pinch his soft cheeks with affection.

‘Okay. Stop. I don't want to see you guys doing a public display of affection cause I’ll be jealous!’ Yim said and turn her head with a hmp! and went to hug Perth.

‘P’Oh - what happen to my little sweet niece?’

‘She grew up Ae. And when I said she grew up - she took most of your traits and Nut. Think about what I’m going through!’ Oh said which earns him a jab from his wife.

The whole family laughs and N’Yim smiles.

She loves her family.

She loves them so so much, especially her Ar Pete.

Ar Pete - Pitchaya or Ai Koon Chai - the endearment they all know by heart by now is her Ar Ae’s husband or wife as the later calls him when they are doing some silly things. They’ve been married for several years now and both are living happily in an apartment Pete’s mother bought for them as a gift.

Her Ar Ae is so much a prideful man that he keeps on insisting no when she heard Putcharapon’s word to her uncle: ‘Am I not your mother too? I want both of you to settle in your own comfort zone. I hate it that you travel back and forth to two different apartments when both of you can just live in one. And Ae… I want you to always care for Pete. He might vanished again you know.’ Putch added that as a teasing note but Yim knew that Pete's mother won that battle when she saw her Uncle’s shocked face turned determined and frown at the notion of Pete vanishing again.

And when she saw the face of her uncle, she knew that there’s no second question or any hesitation. She remembers all too well the grief of her Ar Ae when Ar Pete was taken away by the giant airplane. Ae will always cry and stay in his room while touching his ring finger and then crying again. There was nothing that can brighten his mood.

But after 3 years of loneliness, she saw once again the bright laughter and glow of her Uncle because Pete came back. Pete came back to her Ar Ae.

Now they are back together, she can see the glow of happiness in her uncle’s eyes. Its like the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

What’s the best was she become the princess of the two household.

Her Ar Pete’s mother Putcharapon hugs her and told her, ‘I don't have a daughter and Pete now is a grown up man and is being taken care of your Ar Ae - would it be okay if I spoiled you?’

Putcharapon will always brought her gifts and so was Ar Pete’s grandmother. They always - the two family - celebrates special holidays in Ar Pete’s hotel.

But today, as this is Perth’s 7th bday, they will celebrate it within the family first. They dont want to disturb Putcharapon for a small occasion.

And because Pete now is part of the celebration, the simple feast becomes grander for he asked his Par Jiew to cook for them. There’s lots of delicious food, shrimps, bake cookies, short cakes and a cute chocolate fondue. And Putcharapon and Pete grandmother sent out so many small bears that almost filled the room. There was a giant gift wrap in the corner with a note: ‘Happy Birthday dear Perth ~ Loving you always, your great grandma.’

Night time.

‘Happy Birthday to You ~ Happy Birthday to You ~ Happy Birthday Dear Perth… Happy Birthday to You… yey!!!’

‘Perth blow the candles now…’

Perth smiles and blows the candles.

The family claps and each one settles down.

’N’Yim, how’s your school?’ Pete asked her. Pete has always been the gentlest and sweetest uncle ever. Pete will always asked her how was her school, did anyone bully her, did anyone made fun of her, or did she made friends, how was her grades and all and if there’s anything he can help her. Pete is always ready to give his time to her.

Yim smiles and settles to seat beside Pete which made Ae growls. This made Yim giggles, she likes seeing her Ar Ae jealous. Its so funny. She’s her niece but he’s jealous of her getting close to Ar Pete. She remember before that Ae keeps on saying that she cannot hug Pete so much. She didn't know it before, but Ae doesn't like Pete being touched by anyone, and the only one allowed to even kiss or hug Pete is him. Talk about an idiotic possessive boyfriend/husband.

She likes seeing Ae’s expression and Pete’s too so she does stick close to Pete. ‘Ar Pete its fun at school. I have ton of friends but a few close friends…’

’N’Yim is there any guys closing in to you?’ Ae asked leaning on to Pete so that she can see his face, if no one knew her Ar Ae, this face is a man who is mad, angry, threatening her - but to those who knew Ae - there’s only concern, love and gentleness in those eyes and features.

Yim smiles brightly and told him, ‘Nope! No boys are! They are kinda afraid of me or something. I heard that some boys think of me boyish and some says I have uncles not to be messed with,’ Yim grins when she saw Ae blushed and so was Pete and her father Oh.

Nut and her grandma giggles while her grandpa shook his head with a smile.

When Yim enters her 7th grade many have seen the change in her. From when she’s a cute little girl turn into a tall petite beauty of 13 years. Yim inherits her mother’s beautiful flowing light brown hair, cool brown eyes and soft features. But Oh groans when as growing up, Yim inherits most of her Ar Ae’s boyish character and loves of football. Her Ar Ae is Chelsea while she supports Manchester United. Ae loves it when they argued a lot regarding football.

At the first week of her school, Nut told the guys in her family that Yim have several young boys looking at her and whispering that she’s so pretty and that they would like her to be their girlfriend. Many boys argued who will go out with her first. Nut was happily telling it to the boys without knowing the dark ominous aura surrounding the men.

So without talking to one another. One by one the men sets out.

First it was Ae.

Ae was waiting for Yim to finished her class when he heard the boys talking about her outside the school gate. Ae grits his teeth and in a low menacing voice, ‘N’Yim is my niece. If I heard one of you bothering her - you will see this face every second of your life.’

The boys gulped down and turn around. Ae’s face was still the same but with age comes the features that most boys will be scared off. Ae at college already has a fierce harsh features. Though it tone down whenever Pete is with him - without Pete and when Yim is concern, he reverts back to his old glowering look. Eyebrows that is consistently frowning, you think he just killed a lion; dark skin, tall height and what’s scary is the big muscular body.

Second to visit was a beautiful angel.

Some of the boys who wasn't there at the first day and who never met Ae was waiting in the corner of the school gate when Pete heard them talk about how they will surprise Yim and then asking her out and some of the boys plans about a bad guy approach so that the other can save her. Pete then chuckles and the boys turn around. All boys have their jaw drop seeing a very beautiful handsome man with a gentle smile on his face. It was so majestic as if they witness a miracle, even his voice is sweet like honey, but they all shiver when they understand the words the angel was saying, ‘N’Yim is my niece. I love her and will protect her at all cost. If you are planning to accost her, then I have no choice but to call the police and have you all arrested. Would you like me to call them now? My uncle is currently the Phan Tam Ruad Tri ~ Major Superintendent. Do I have to dial his number or you guys will not approach my niece anymore?’

The third day was different. There were a few guys who are waiting for Yim to come. They feel lucky. The competition today was low. They saw on the first day there were lots of boys so they back out. The second day they also back out seeing that they cant compete with them - but lucky them. It seems today Yim will leave early.

They were about to call her when a voice; loud, clear and strong calls out first: ’N’Yim! Your paw is here!’

The boys all turn around slowly to the man who towers them and while waving with a smile, the words that came out of his mouth have them quivering and having a nightmare for a few days, ‘That’s right. I’m her father. Naai Oh. Tell this to all the boys who thinks they can approach my girl - I will have all of you buried in the paddy field and your head sticking out. So scram now while I’m being nice. You don't want her grandfather talking - he is a retired officer with guns still loaded.’

And the rest is history.

No boys dare to approach Yim.

She found that out much much much later. And she laughs out loud. She loves her uncles and Paws so much but 80% they are over protective. But she loves their protectiveness. She always feel safe and so much cherish.

‘Oh! Perth made a friend! ’

‘Really?’ all of them look at the youngest who blushed and growl at her sister.

‘Really sweetheart? You made a friend?’ Nut asked her youngest. It may sound weird to some but Perth is very different to Yim and Ae.

Where both are active and straight forward in their answer and sometimes brash, Perth is the exact opposite.

He is a quiet boy - but this is not because he doesn't care. It’s more like he is observing them. He observes people and he is careful to what to say. Perth at a young age has a deep sense of empathy and he is very sensitive. Perth is easily hurt that’s why he doesn't have any friends. Not physical hurt, but emotionally hurt. Some kids are very harsh and Perth is a very shy kid.

‘Perth?’

Perth blushes and in a small voice, ’Saint… P’Saint.’

‘P?’ Oh asked.

Yim nodded, ‘Yes Paw. It seems Saint came from China and is very new here in Thailand, so instead of enrolling in a higher grade, he's enrolled to a lower grade to learn Thai.’

‘What are they like? Is she beautiful?’

Perth blushes again and nodded, ‘He is beautiful Paw. And he is a boy not a girl. P’Saint is good to me.’

Yim supplied the details to her family, ‘Ai Saint is very beautiful Paw! Like a china doll. I thought Perth was talking to a doll at first but then the doll moves and laughs!’

‘How did the two of you become friends?’ Pete asked with a gentle smile and a gentle hand on the little boys smaller ones. Pete knew how shy Perth can be, he is just like him. It takes time to say the things he wanted to say.

‘He… he saves me…’

‘Huh? Did someone bully you?,’ Ae asked in a angry voice which made Perth flinch with fright.

Pete touches Ae’s arm, ‘Shhh… let’s listen to Perth. I think its not like that…’

Ae nodded.

They waited for Perth to speak up, ‘I… I was walking to the classroom when I slide, there was water and my books got soaked… some… some kids laugh and P’Saint - errr - P’Saint smack their heads with his fist. And shouted at them. They’re about to cry when P’Saint said: ‘Are you going to cry like a baby?’ then he approached me... and he helped me dry my books… and then… I was called in the classroom to recite, but the books are… prints are faded… He moves closer to my chair and lend me his book. And then he started talking to me more and we - we eat lunch together.’

‘Wow! That’s amazing Perth! You must bring your friend here next time so we can thank him properly,’ Nut said and all nodded.

Perth nodded shyly but is happy. He can spend more time with his P’Saint.

‘Ar Pete… will you sleep here tonight?’

Pete gave her a beautiful smile, ‘Would N’Yim like to sleep in our room?’

Ae shook his head to let his niece say no but of course this is N’Yim.

With a beautiful smile, ‘Yes Ar Pete. I have lots and lots to tell you.’

Pete smiles and nodded, ‘Then I will stay here. I have lots and lots to tell you too.’

Ae then bangs his head on the table and grips Pete’s thigh a little tightly - sending a silent signal : “I will punish you… later…”

Pete only smiles while eating his cake.

N’Yim sees all that and smiles.

This is her family.

She’s happy.

She’s blessed. 

She loves her family.

She belongs to the Two Great Household of Ae and Pete. She’s the princess who will protect her Ar Ae and Ae Pete from anyone. 

She loves their love. 

It is beautiful and even at a young age, she knew that their love is one of a kind. They deserve the happiness and deserve to be protected. 

This is a work of fiction: Any resemblance to any real people – names, characters and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously (living, dead, or stolen by fairies), or to any real animals, gods, witches, countries, and events (magical or otherwise) is just blind luck, or so I hope. Please be advised/ reminded that ENGLISH is not my natural language but I do try to deliver the story… Please forgive any grammatical error, typo error or any ERROR at all. If you find any error – then feel free to change it in your mind. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of LOVE BY CHANCE. All rights belong solely to the author MAME and the Director New Siwaj And neither do I make any money from this story. Any resemblance to any real people (living, dead, or stolen by fairies), or to any real animals, gods, witches, countries, and events (magical or otherwise) is just blind luck, or so I hope. I want to say thanks to @opald  - she's awesome! I got Perth & Saint's personality base on her astrology talk :) I LOVE HER :) Please read her works - its amazingly wonderful.

#love by chance #lbc #aepete #hcs

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 88

from discoveries, to true cross drama, to tournaments and consultation offices

 Bakugo: "...This...is my hell." *stuck on an elevator with multiple screaming children*

itsuka: ^^;

Child 1: *stares at Bakugo* "..." *whispers to Child 2* "That's the superhero, Kacchan--"

Bakugo: >_< #

-elsewhere-

Akitaru: *opens the blinds to the backyard* "..." *closes the blinds* "...VULCAN! TAMAKI! MY OFFICE, NOW!"

Vulcan: "..." *tries to run*

maki: *drags him*

tamaki: Q_Q;;;

Akitaru: *opens the blinds--and there are dozens of cats outside* "Who?!"

Vulcan: "..." *points at Tamaki*

tamaki: what the-

yu: they all just followed me home!

Akitaru: "How do they all follow you home--sardines in your socks?!"

yu: i dont know Q_Q

Takehisa: *petting a cat* "..."

Akitaru: "DON'T PET IT!"

miwa: *hands akitaru a coffee*

Akitaru: *takes the coffee*

Takehisa: "How is that, Doug?"

Akitaru: "DON'T NAME--Wait, 'Doug'?"

karin: have a snickers too while you’re at it.

miwa: good call!

Akitaru: =~=

Vulcan: "...I'll go build a housing pen--"

Akitaru: *grumbles*

Relan: Q_Q *holds Button's cage*

padma: =~=;

-elsewhere-

Anya: *heads down the stairs* =_=

Kana altair: ....

Anya: "...Oh. You."

kana altair:.....your lovelife is a mess, isnt it?

Anya: O\\\\\\\O "WHERE THE CRAP DID THAT COME FROM?"

kana altair: i just know.

Anya: "..." >\\\\> "Let's say...that was true. How would you know?"

kana altair: the walls have ears.

Anya: >\\\\\\\< "...Darn it..." *sits* "...What is wrong with me?"

kana altair: your heart is in several places at once.

Anya: "...How do I put it in one place?"

kana altair: if you want to find happiness, try to focus on yourself first.

Anya: "But that's what I've been doing!"

kana altair: is exhausting yourself to train really for yourself?

Anya: "...No. It's so I can find Yana."

kana altair: ....i see.....where would you even start looking?

Anya: "..." *heads in hands* "I don't know. The group she was with can't be found."

kana altair:....i doubt that will have been the last you saw of her. with any luck, she'll turn up again.

Anya: "..." *sits closer to the table* "Could you...do a card reading?"

kana altair: of course. *setting up*

-the cards chosen are the lovers, temperance, and the fool-

Anya: -_-# "Ignoring 'the Fool'...What do they mean?"

kana altair: the lovers, representing relationships and choices. it appears there is a choice in your life you wish to make, regarding your relationships. for temperance, it seems to state if you are single, chances are this isnt the time for you to find a relationship. as for the fool, it represents a new beginning.

Anya: "...So what, I should just give up on..." *hugs her knees*

kana altair: ...perhaps you will get lucky, perhaps not. who knows.

Anya: "..." *sniffs*

kana altair:...i'll give you time to think it over.

Anya: *nods* "...Thank you."

-elsewhere-

Dazai: "How did it go?"

kirako: it went pretty well. the baby's coming along well...

Dazai: *smiles* "Good...I was just setting up the mobile..."

kirako: *looks* oh, how cute. ^^

Dazai: *nods* "Glad it is...Tanizaki and Atsushi helped put it in."

atsushi: ^^

kirako: well thank you both.

Tanizaki: *asleep on the couch*

Dazai: .w.;

atsushi: ^^; guess he tired himself out.

Dazai: "...Let's put him in the crib. It'll be a hilarious photo."

-that night, in sleepy hollow-

emily: well, here we are.

Steinbeck: *adjusts his collar*

twain: fancy place!

Hemingway: "You need me to watch outside?"

baum: it'd be appreciated.

-inside-

katrina: ....

Mr. Van Tassel: "Oh-ho! There you are..."

katrina: 7.7

Mr. Van Tassel: "Don't you want to say hello to the guests?"

katrina: *glances*.... ? (mr crane? what's he doing here?)

Crane: *looking at paintings* "..."

-seems he's looking at a family portrait-

mrs van tassel: yes, that was when little katrina was only 6, isnt she so cute~?

katrina: mooom. =~=;

Crane: ^^; "You all look happy."

emily: *entering, listening*

Crane: *studies the painting*

-elsewhere-

Shotaro: [u online? u see what they're saying about u?]

mana: [wat?]

Shotaro: *shares clips of people freaking out over Mana knocking out Number 1*

mana: [wow. mixed bag]

Shotaro: [but look at this one] *it's a four-year-old girl imitating Mana's moves*

mana:.... *blushing and trying not to cry from pure joy*

Shotaro: [cool, right?]

mana: [yeah]

-elsewhere-

Alone: "He just keeps smashing things in the parking lot..."

saku: how childish.

Alone: "He said it was 'practice.' I think it's over-compensating..."

saku: he's over-compensating alright.

*knock knock*

saku: ??

mimeca: ~?

*The door is knocked down by Robo-Suit PlushFix*

saku: ....

PlushFix: "...THIS ROCKS! I'm going to rip this town a new anus!"

saku: <how pleasant.> -_-

Alone: .w.; "...Where do we go?"

-elsewhere-

katrina:....*noms on a shrimp*

Crane: ^^ "Good food..."

Steinbeck: *serving--spots them* "!!!" *turns just enough to hide his face*

katrina: yeah, my folks go all out.

Crane: "When you can share such a bounty, it is appreciated..."

katrina: i guess....

Crane: "...So, about your research paper..."

katrina: what about it?

Crane: "I quite enjoyed it! Your sentence structure needs work, but your research was solid--and surprising!"

katrina: is that right?

Crane: "You used the family archives for some of the research--not many of us get to use them."

katrina: .....y-yeah...

Crane: "I'd love to take a look at them." ^^; "Think your parents would let me?"

katrina: i-i dont know...

Crane: "Well, I could ask them..."

katrina: good luck...

-she should at least know of it. you should bring her along, maybe she knows something-

Crane: "...In fact, I had mapped out a new location..."

katrina: ??

Crane: "One site your ancestors visited when locating their future estate. Oh, you should see it--great view!"

katrina: really now?....hmm...

Crane: "Not too far from here..."

katrina:.....

emily: hm....

Steinbeck: "..." ("What's he doing?")

Crane: "Well, let me know when dessert comes."

katrina: .....

-later-

Steinbeck: -_-; "What did I say about sneaking bites from the cake?"

twain:....*slow nom*

Steinbeck: *dope slap* "Get back to serving!"

twain: TT3TT

Crane: *away from them* "So, ready to go?"

katrina: ...i guess.....

baum: ??....*takes dorothy's hand and follows behind*

Steinbeck: "..."

Crane: *smiles* *follows forest trail*

katrina:....so what exactly are we doing?

Crane: "You'll see--I found some of the remains of early surveying and initial construction."

Steinbeck: "..." *following*

katrina: oh?

Crane: *nods* "I think it will help your research--you can even use it to publish your essay!" *takes her to a more secluded spot*

katrina: you sure you're not planning to do something horrible like murdering me?

Crane: O_o; "Wait, what?! No!"

-in the girl's defense—

Crane: -_-; "Just...look over here at this tree..."

katrina: ......

baum: ......

-there is a cave just ahead...looks old..-

Crane: "See how the tree has a marker on it? Where does it point to?"

katrina: points to that cold cave....

Crane: "That's where they kept building equipment..." *walks to it*

katrina:.....*uneasy*

Crane: *takes out his phone, turns on its flashlight, shines inside*

katrina: ......

Crane: *shines the flashlight onto--*

-there is something covered by a sheet-

Crane: "That's odd...Katrina, could you grab that?"

baum: ???

katrina:...*pulls the sheet back*

Crane: "..." *small smile*

-there is a woman's head there...-

katrina: *SCREAMS*

Crane: ^^; "I guess that's a normal reaction..."

katrina: w-w-what the hell is that?!

Crane: "A head."

katrina: I CAN SEE _THAT_!!

Crane: ^^; "I'm sorry for not telling you the truth sooner. I guess I got caught up in my discovery..."

emily: w-what the hell is this?!

Crane: "...Remember the Headless Hessian?"

emily:....!!

katrina: y-you mean....

twain: looks a bit too fresh to be any hessians, i'd think.

Crane: "?!" *turns*

katrina: !!!

emily: professor, just what is this?

???: idiot! i told you they were onto us, but did you listen? noooo!

Steinbeck: ._____.;;;;

Crane: -_-; "I'm trying my best!"

emily: ????

katrina: w-what was-?

????: just open your shirt so i can breathe!

Crane: "..." *sighs* >\\\\< *opens his shirt*

-there is a skeletal face there....-

???: and who might you lot be, eh?

katrina: !!!!! *passes out*

twain: *nice catch* easy now, easy…

Steinbeck: "!!! ...J-Just some passer-bys..."

???: issat right?....*glances at Hemingway*

Hemingway: "...Huh...What did you do to yourself?"

???: it's simply my ability, lad. attaching my soul to another living being. speaking of which, ichabod! you _did_ remember to bring my body here, right?

Crane: "Yes, yes, I remembered...It's around the corner."

emily: ability? wait, you're an ability user?

???: yeh, th'name's washington irving.

Steinbeck: "...The old man?"

irving: watch you yer calling old, boy! >3<#

emily: you were with the guild, correct?

irving:....how d'you know 'bout that?

Steinbeck: "Because we _are_ the Guild."

irving: ?!

Steinbeck: "I mean, we're the remnants of the previous Guild that Fitzgerald took over--You know what, this is taking too long, why the hell do you have a face on you?!"

Crane: .\\\.

irving: i just told ya what my ability does! ichabod, hit the blondie for me, will ya?

Steinbeck: "That doesn't explain jack! Why would having your soul attached cause you to grow a face--"

Crane: *picks up a shovel* "Okay!"

Steinbeck: "?!" *steps back*

irving: it's a side effect! >3<#

Steinbeck: "So's this!" *a vine appears along the ground, grabbing Crane's wrists before he can bring down the shovel*

Crane: "GRK?!" O_o

emily: alright, we have questions, and you're sure to have answers. first of all, what exactly is going on here?

Crane: *tied by vines* ._.;

Hemingway: "...I'm shaming this. So much."

Steinbeck: *clears his throat* "So. Headless Hessian. Why is the head so well-preserved and not rotted? What did you do to keep it looking this...um, good?"

irving: you want to tell them?

Crane: *defeated sigh* "So...I've been researching the Headless Hessian for some time, came upon the head, saw it lasted for so long, and figured, hey, must be something to that."

Steinbeck: "...Okay. You're a _professor_. I _know_ you can be more long-winded than that!"

emily: -_-;

irving: from what we found out, seems there's more to the hessian soldiers than initially believed.

Crane: *nod nod* "Just reach into the Hessian's mouth--*

Steinbeck: "WHAT THE HELL?!"

twain: *reaching in* ewwwww its all wet! phrasing!.....*ahem* *pulls out....a dogtag with a symbol and a name; Elsa Van Tassel*

Crane: "So...Yeah, kind of needed a Van Tassel here for that..."

twain: holy plot twist.

katrina: *coming to* nng....huh?

Crane: "...and with her here and awake, now we can figure out the secret to immortality!"

katrina: whats going on here?

Hemingway: "Well, if it's what I think it is, your creepy teacher has a head growing out of him and wants to take your body to use it to figure out how to extend the life of said body-face man."

irving: THATS NOT WHAT IT IS AT ALL, YOU BEEFCAKED OAF! we just want access to the family library and needed to give her a reason as to what's going on!

-emily explained to her what was going on-

katrina: ..n-no way.....i thought it was just an urban legend....right?....i-i didnt think the hessian was real, let alone a van tassel!

Crane: "Well, it is real. And please, we need your books--this is the discovery of the century!"

katrina: t-this is so much to take in....

emily: *examines the symbol on the dogtag* ....*snaps a picture*

baum: *pouts* i was hoping to show off in combat, too....darn...

dorothy: next time...

Crane: "Please? Irving and I would be so grateful..."

katrina:....i.....i'll think about it........*stares at the head*....she looks just like me...but older....

Crane: ^^; "I thought the same. Sorry for not telling you sooner, but when I saw the resemblance and checked your family history..."

katrina: .....d-do i tell mom and dad?

Crane: "Well, given your reaction, may be a better idea not to let this news get out. We're not ready to share this news with the world yet."

katrina: g-good call.....

emily: well, if its not too much to ask, we have some questions regarding the old guild, if mr irving is willing to answer....preferably in his own body? ^^;

Crane: ._.; "...Uuuuuum...I think that'll hurt--"

irving: just but your hand on my body's, i'll take care of the rest.

Crane: >~< *whimpers* *touches Irving's head* "Eeeeeew..."

twain: creepy.

Crane: *shivers*

*Something is heard moving around the corner*

emily: ??

baum: *SCREAMS AND JUMPS into the arms of the nearest person*

Hemingway: "???" *holding Baum, looks* "...Oh, Irving!"

Irving: *marches out* "Yeah, yeah..." *yawns, stretches* *smacks his lips* "...So, what time is it?"

emily: about 10:38 pm.

Irving: "No, what year?"

emily:.....

-later-

emily: so we were told about you from ms wilder.

Irving: *yawns* "Oh? How is she?"

emily: she's doing well, living with her children and grandchildren.

twain: QwQ she its hard for a little old lady...

Irving: *small laugh* "Yeah, I remember..." *rubs his chin* "She say anything nice about me?"

emily: she thought you were dead.

Irving: "...Well, that's not nice."

emily: ^^;

Steinbeck: "And you came here to...what, find a way to live longer?"

Irving: "FOREVER."

emily: hmm....so what do you know of the other old guild members? we heard mentions of a salinger and a harper?

Irving: "Zzzz..."

emily: *shakes* SIR!

Irving: "URK!" *clutches his chest* "Don't do that to an old man! ...Oh, right, J.D. is in the City, and Harper is in Alabam-ee."

emily: which city?

twain: alabama eh?

Irving: "..." -_- "_The_ City. New Amsterdam City."

Crane: *cough* "New York City, sir--"

Irving: "I knew that!" >_<

emily: i see, thank you. do you know of any other old guild members?

twain: other than melville, cause we know where he is.

Irving: "Well, Wilder is in the Midwest--"

emily: we know, we already spoke with her a while back ^^; which is how we found you.

Irving: "...Who are you?"

emily:...*sweatdrop*

baum: oh dear....

-elsewhere-

Bryn: *checks her wallet* "..." *sighs*

mana: good luck out there.

Bryn: "?!!!" *turns* "...Oh. You. Um...'Tiny'?"

mana: you can call me mana.

Bryn: "...Hmm. Bryn."

mana: well, do your best out there, ok? ^^

Bryn: "...'Kay."

-elsewhere-

soul: hey becky, just checking in.

Becky: "...Fine..."

soul:...i got you rice crispy snacks.

Becky: "...Why?"

soul: thought you'd be hungry.

Becky: "..." *nom* "...It's good."

soul: glad to hear, kiddo.

Becky: -\\\\- "B-Becky is fine..."

soul:....so how's school for you?

Becky: "..." *opens her folder, hands a paper to him*

soul: ??

Becky: "Teacher wants to meet my guardian."

soul: ah, i see.

Becky: "...I don't think I'm in any trouble. They want to meet all the kids..."

soul: ok, sounds good. *smile*

Becky: "..." -\\\\- *nom* "...When did you learn to make these?"

soul: found a tutorial.

Becky: "Online? Well, it worked..."

soul: ^^

Becky: "...Did you ever get called into the principal's office?"

soul: oh a bunch of times.

Becky: "...You were a deliquent?"

soul: i guess i was, in a manner of speaking. *chuckle*

Becky: "And they still let you adopt kids?" *small smirk*

soul: *laughs*

Becky: *laughs* "...I hope I'm doing well in school..."

soul: im sure you are.

-elsewhere-

stocking: so whats this meeting for?

Mephisto: *walking into the facility* "A follow-up and de-briefing about the Illuminati..."

stocking: hmmm....no updates on shima's end or...?

Mephisto: *finger over his lips* "I'll explain later..."

stocking: hmmm....

-and so-

Mephisto: "--and buying the land allows them to hide their research facilities under a glorified tourist trap."

stocking: from our findings, they were drugging locals and tourists and using them in experiments, one of their head researchers died during the raid on the facility...but in fairness, he deserved it.

drac: yes, but personal feelings aside, we had procured some of the artificial zombies and sent them to a research lab for testing.

-a video is displayed-

drac: as you see, the specimen retains a humanoid form. its brain barely functions, but the flesh rapidly regenerates. it was eliminated after about 30 direct shots to the brain stem.

stocking: ....

lewin: *raises hand and waves it* mm! mmm!

Triple A: "??? Yes?"

lewin: speeeaking of zombies, why not ask death city's two zombie experts? mr igor neuhaus and the DWMA's dr franken stein. they both have experience with living zombies, albeit via different circumstances.

Mephisto: "I am inclined to agree--their perspectives would be valuable."

drac: but what do those two have to do with the illuminati's research?

Mephisto: "Aside from knowledge about zombies, they are thorough."

stocking: ....

Mephisto: "And the Illuminati has been looking into demon eaters..."

drac: !!

true cross higher up: and what proof do you have?

Mephisto: "Well, let's think--they want immortality..."

drac: so their looking for stronger material?

True cross higher up: so they have yet to produce a proper vessal for satan...lord pheles?

Mephisto: *nods* "If they had, we'd see it by now."

stocking: dad, they’re asking you something.

higher up: lord pheles, if you could ask your spies to gather info on where they have its central elixer apparatus, it would be appreciated. if we can destroy it, even if the gate opens, we can prevent satan from entering assiah.

osceola: and yet i fear the gate itself requires greater caution. at the given moment, lord pheles' barrier has it contained, but it's attracted low to mid level demons as of late.

true cross member 3: the russian government has sealed the area off in a 100-kilometer radius, but the taint to the region is severe.

???: that's not all...

stocking: ??

lucy yang: the demons in the area have been more wrily as well, it's kept us all from getting any decent sleep. >3<#

stocking: so if the gate does open, people would see demons everywhere, and basically, everyone is in for a really bad time.

true cross member 4: cant lord pheles forestall the gate’s expansion

stocking: im pretty sure repeatedly stopping time and space would do more harm than good.

Mephisto: "Think ‘uber catastrophe’ times nine billion and then some."

-uneasy silence-

Mephisto: "The Illuminati has grown so large that we have to accept the possibility that they are not operating alone--an entire nation may be supporting them. Given what we have learned from our moles, the Illuminati may be humanity's worst enemy."

stocking: *shaking*

Triple A: "Like we need your lying moles to tell us that! How do we even know the information you present is the truth? You could just be trying to sow distrust, King of Lies..."

Mephisto: "..."

stocking: *blade at his face* look, i get that you have a thing against demons, but still, im not going to let you talk shit to my father like that. regardless of where his loyalties lie, he's my dad.

higher up: settle down, both of you!

Mephisto: "Stocking! Stand down!"

stocking:.....*takes her seat* s-sorry....

Mephisto: *sympathetic nod* "...Words do deceive...so perhaps you need more evidence..." *unbuttons his jacket*

stocking:....*her stomach drops in shock* dad....*tearing up*

Mephisto: *there are cuts, blood, and blackened skin on his chest* "I have had to expend my body to keep time from moving the Gate."

lewin:....in any case, now's not the time for fighting amongst ourselves. we're still reeling from the incident, and are in no condition for direct action. right now we need to make preparations to prevent any further incidents.

lucy yang: agreed, we need more personnel.

osceola: we should inform national governments as well.

higher ups: i hope you all get good rest tonight, because one hell of a storm is brewing.

-later-

stocking: …..dad?

Mephisto: *smiles* "Yes?"

stocking: does mom know? *she's still teary eyed*

Mephisto: "..." *nods*

stocking:....*hugs*

Mephisto: "..." *holds her, hugs*

lewin: *peeeek* 'scuse me, hi, sorry to interrupt the 'father-daughter' moment, but i wanted to give you something? *hands mephisto a paper*

stocking: *rubs her eyes*.....!! this is...

lewin: ^u^

Mephisto: "You're requesting a transfer?"

lewin: yessir! *shakes stockings hands* i look forwards to working with you, senpai!

stocking: ._.; um...

Mephisto: ^^; "...Stocking will show you around soon enough. For now, I'll have an assistant get you situated..."

-elsewhere-

Inasa: *listening to announcements*

-inasa, bryn, mana, and a 4th made it to the semi-finals-

kabo: congrats, inasa!

Inasa: ^^ "Thanks...I wish you were up there with me."

kabo: ^^ d'aw. well we'll all b'rootin' fer ya!

Inasa: *thumb up* "I'll make you proud!"

-morning-

Kid: *already up and picking out his clothes*

stocking: *still in bed*

Kid: "..." *sets his clothes onto a hanger, lies back in bed, hugs her*

stocking: *sniffles and weakly hugs back*

Kid: *holds her* "...I'm sorry."

stocking:.....*shaking*

Kid: "..." *holds her* "...Do you want to take a day off?"

stocking:...might be a good idea....

Kid: *nods* "I can stay..."

stocking:...i would like that.

-elsewhere-

Bryn: *lines up* "..."

mana: ...

Announcer: "Next up, Mana Hinoki versus...um...I don't see a name for Number 4..."

Number 4: "..." *slow drawl* "Look again?"

mana: ??

Announcer: ^^; "Well, let's move on...Contestants, take your places."

Number 4: *slowly walking up...like, excruciatingly slow..."

mana: .....

Bryn: -_-# *marches up, picks up Number 4, and drops them in place* *grumbles* "There! Let's get this started so I can fight!" *marches back down*

Number 4: *yawns*

mana: alright lets-....!!! MY HAT!

Announcer: ._.; "Um...How did you--"

Number 4: *now wearing Mana's hat* "Sorry. I thought we had started...I guess I'll keep this."

Announcer: "...Um...Start?"

mana: why you little- GET BACK HERE! D8<

Number 4: *standing far from Mana, looking half-awake, but not moving* "..."

mana: *running*

Number 4: "Close..." *suddenly disappears*

mana: ??!!

Number 4: *now lying on the ring--where she trips over him*

mana: oof! why you- GIVE IT BACK! MY FAMILY GAVE THAT TO ME!

Number 4: "???" *looks inside the hat* " 'To Mana, our baby.' ..." *snort laugh, slaps their knee* "Ah, that's nice..." *puts on the hat, walks away from her*

mana: *charges* GIVE IT BACK!!

Number 4: *dodges--as Mana almost goes over the edge of the ring*

mana: *stops herself*....

{mana: *punching a bag* *pant pant*...}

{Master: *small laugh* <I thought I told you to take a break...>}

{mana: <how else am i gonna get better?>}

{Master: "..." *sets out tea* <Sit...> *sets down a box with a cloth over it* }

{mana:... *she takes a seat*}

{Master: *pours* <I want you to meet your new teacher...I think you'll like them!>}

{mana: ?? <a new teacher?>}

{Master: *smiles, pulls off the cloth--revealing...a frog inside a small bamboo cage* }

{Frog: ._. *just sitting there* }

{*A fly buzzing can be heard*}

{mana: ._. <um....>}

{Master: <Like many cold-blooded animals, your new teacher doesn't run willy-nilly to catch food...>}

{Frog: .__. *sits still, not moving*}

{Master: <Until...>}

{*The fly lands on Mana's nose*}

{mana: !!}

mana:.....

Number 4: *smiles* "So..." *yawn* "Ready to keep running?"

mana: ......

Number 4: "..." *stops smiling* "Uuuuuum..."

mana: ........

Announcer: ._.; "...No one is moving, audience..."

mana: *fist grip*

Number 4: "...Oh, come on! Aren't you going to play? ...No? Well..." *tosses the hat down...and stamps on it*

mana: *glare*

Number 4: "...MOVE!"

mana: ......

Number 4: "..." *sighs...walks over...slowly...until they are face to face with Mana* "...I can move faster than you can see."

mana: *jumps up, kicks 4 right out of the ring after reclaiming her hat*....i'll be taking this back and washing it now, thanks.

Number 4: *knocked onto their back* X_X

Bryn: "...Wow!"

*A fly lands on Number 4's nose*

Inasa: "Ha! Didn't see that one coming!"

chie: WOOOT! SHE DID IT!

Shotaro: "She used a frog jump! She used a frog jump!!!"

io: fwog jum! fwog jum!

saki: that's right, sweetie!

Tool: ^^;;;;

-elsewhere-

Izuku: ._.; "..." *starts writing notes*

tsuyu: *claps* impressive.

Iida: "Hmph. I'm glad she showed up that disrespectful speedster--most uncouth!"

momo: that puts her in the finals now, right?

Izuku: *nods* "Against one of those two...Hmm...That uniform..."

-elsewhere-

Bon: "??? Who the heck is that?"

shiemi: i think it's a new teacher. i think miss stocking's out sick today.

Rin: "...Has he even bathed?"

izumo: urk-makes me wonder if he's met the 'queen of stink' yet...

Rin: "??? Who?"

izumo: one of the students at the school.

Rin: "That's mean, Polka Brows."

izumo: well it's true! >3<

lewin: >w> ~?

-elsewhere-

Mephisto: "..."

felisia:...*hugs*

Mephisto: *hug* "It'll be okay..."

felisia:...if there's anything i can do to help, let me know, ok? *strokes his cheek*

Mephisto: *nods* "I will...Right now, let's focus on your health, too..." *rests a hand on her stomach*

felisia: ....

-elsewhere-

stocking:....*stomach growl*

Kid: *sets out pudding*

stocking:....*small nom*

Kid: "..." *sets a hand on the table*

stocking:...

Kid: "...Maybe...he would like to see you."

stocking:...y-yeah....

Kid: "Should I call the chauffeur?"

stocking: *she nods*

Kid: *nods* *presses an intercom* "A car, please."

-elsewhere-

Steinbeck: *packs* "...This was weird..."

emily: on the bright side, we can finally go home, now.

Steinbeck: "Yeah..." *looks at a map out of Terrytown* "..."

twain: we stickin' around a lil while longer or...?

Steinbeck: "...Just thinking...We're already here...New York City is on the way."

twain: OvO WOOT!

Steinbeck: "Easier than driving all the way here again--"

Hemingway: "I don't know...Is everyone too tired for that?"

emily: salinger would have to be like....60 now?

Hemingway: "So dead."

Steinbeck: -_-#

baum: -_-;

-elsewhere-

mana: congrats on making the finals, mrs hilder.

Bryn: -_-# " 'Bryn' is fine, Tiny...Good work knocking down Speedy."

mana: thanks. ^^ took me a while to clean my hat off....

Bryn: "Why's it so important?"

mana:...it was a gift from my family back home. not exactly blood related, but they're still my family.

Bryn: "...Huh. Big family?"

mana: i guess you could say that. it's certainly gotten bigger over the years.

Bryn: "...Babies?"

mana: two of them. saki's daughter, Io, and yohei and chie's son, toru. *showing pics on her phone*

Bryn: *shiny eyes* "Awwwwwwwwwwwwww~" *takes out her wallet, showing pics*

mana:....*she smiles* those are your kids?

Bryn: *nods* "Yep. Call them every day..."

mana: *smiles*

Bryn: "...I'm here to make them proud."

mana: may the best player win

-elsewhere-

Hyde: "--so my money is on Bryn. Let's hope this time I don't lose like I did on Midoriya..."

licht: ....

Damon: ._.; "...Uncle Hyde? Isn't gambling illegal?"

Hyde: ^^; "Only if you're doing it wrong--"

soul: ... -_-;

Damon: .___.; "...That sounds like bullshit, Uncle Hyde."

Hyde: O_o;

soul: *ALMOST CHOKES* d-damon!

Damon: "..." *points at Hyde* "He said it."

Hyde: "SNITCH!"

soul: *sweatdrop* damon, lets try to keep the cussing to a minimum in public, ok?

Damon: "..." *nods* "Okay...Am I in trouble?" Q_Q

soul: ..*sigh* no, you're not in trouble, but those kinds of words could get you some weird looks, ok?

Damon: "...Oh. Is that why people give Uncle Hyde weird looks?"

Hyde: -_-;

-elsewhere-

Giriko: "Here, Priest, hold her."

justin: eh? *now holding baby anna* um...hello little one. ^^

anna:...........*SCREECHES*

Giriko: "!!! What the hell did you do to her?!"

justin: O-O i-i just held her and i dont think she likes me too much.

arachne: *picks anna up. anna calms down*

Giriko: "Well, no wonder--you need to smile more. Here, like this--" *flashes a slasher smile*

anna: *laughs*

justin:...^^;;;;;; well, my pride has been damaged, but i suppose i'll live. *internally screaming*

Gopher: .w.; "...Mr. Law? How is everything at home?"

justin: very well. ^^;

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *looking out a window* "..."

-the trees are beginning to have leaves on them now...-

Chuuya: *sighs* *looks down at his hand on the windowsill* "....." *reaches into his pocket, pulls out the ringbox*

sonia:... papa?

Chuuya: "??? Yes, Sonia?"

sonia: ....*hugs his leg*

Chuuya: "..." *smiles, pats her head* "Thanks..."

sonia: ....

Chuuya: "...You know, maybe Leo would like some flowers planted..."

sonia: *smile* i think miss leo would like that.

Chuuya: *smiles* "Let's get started...I'll get the trowel."

-elsewhere-

Mafia Boss: "Okay, show me the person who stole my robot suit!"

alex:.....it was a teddybear.

Mafia Boss: "...A what?"

alex: *shows the camera feed*

Mafia Boss: "...Other bosses...fight demons, fire people, superheroes...And we're hunting for a motherfucking teddy bear...Remind me after I cut off your fingers to take your toenails, too."

alex: Q_Q;;;;

Mafia Boss: "Round up everyone in some weird animal outfit--what're they called, 'furries'?"

mafioso: sir, we got this live camera feed...

-it's plushfix' crew causing havoc and heading to the stadium-

Mafia Boss: "?!!! THAT LITTLE PUKE! Get the car! Get every weapon we got! Get all our people there, now!"

mafiosos: yes sir!

-elsewhere-

Mephisto: "..."

maid: sir, your daughter and son-in-law have arrived.

Mephisto: "??? Oh..." *smiles* "Please, bring them here."

stocking:...*hug* hey dad.

Mephisto: *hugs her* "Hello, sweetie..." *nods to Kid*

Kid: "..."

stocking:...doing better?

Mephisto: *nods* "I'm stable..."

stocking: .....

Mephisto: *smiles* "And better with you here."

stocking:...we brought pudding.

Mephisto: ^w^ "Yay--" *coughs*

stocking: !!

Mephisto: *wipes his mouth* "T-To be expected..." *weakly smiles*

felisia: *holding his hands*

Mephisto: *slight shake* "S-Sorry...I guess I went overboard today..."

stocking: we worry about you, you know...

Mephisto: "...And my concern for you...and our family, is one reason why I am taking these steps..."

stocking:.....

Mephisto: "...I know it is scary. And I promise, this will work out..."

stocking:....

felisia: ......

Kid: "...Sir, I have to ask, how--"

Mephisto: *holds up a hand* "I can't...Please, just believe me."

stocking:....*shaking*

Mephisto: "Stocking...I'm sorry for not telling you earlier."

stocking:...*rubs her eyes*

Mephisto: "I had to keep as much of this plan hidden...and I was selfish."

stocking: yeah....

Mephisto: *sad smile* "...I will do the best I can to be here...I promise."

stocking:...*hug*

Mephisto: "..." *pat pat*

-elsewhere-

Shima: *flipping through pages* "...We're doing this?"

illuminati higher up: indeed, think you can handle it?

Shima: "..." *smiles* "Of course~ I think I'm the most qualified."

-elsewhere-

seiya: alright, that covers the main tour, do you have any other questions?

Lewin: "...How often do I have to clean my food out of the fridge?"

seiya: at least once per week.

Lewin: " 'Kay..." *scratches his hair* "What're students like?"

seiya: well, you wont get bored, that's a given.

gilda: *nod nod*

Lewin: "Really, now? 'Cause whenever I talk with some others, they kinda get...eye-twitchy about some of the students? Like that Okumura guy..."

seiya: you mean rin?

Lewin: "Yeah, that guy! Could you tell me a bit about him?" *pulls out a tea-stained notepad* "I like determining some different teaching practices..." *pulls a pen from behind his ear...it looks greasy*

seiya:...well, he's a bit...erm...

Rin: "I'M GONNA BE LATE!" *running with toast in his mouth*

seiya: -_-; it's already noon.

Rin: "I SUPER-OVER-SLEPT!" *trips--slamming face down onto his toast* "..." *tail twitches...then stops* X_X

Lewin: .w.

seiya: -_-; *sigh*

Lewin: "Let me help you..." *picks up Rin*

Rin: @~@ "...Wait...Aren't you that fuzzy-hair guy with Triple A-hole?"

Lewin: "..." *snort laugh* "Yeah."

gilda: *chortle*

Lewin: "Call me Mr Lewin! I'm your teach!"

Rin: "???" *looks at Seiya* "This guy?"

seiya: yes, he will be a new teacher here. since stocking is out sick today, gilda and i had to give him the basics of how things work around here.

gilda: *nod nod*

Rin: "..." *smirks, puts an arm around Lewin's shoulder* "Well, the first thing you should know is that I am the prodigy around here! In fact, I get A's just for showing up to class..."

Lewin: "Is that so?"

-CHOP-

seiya: dont go telling lies. =A=

Rin: *collapsed again on the floor*

Lewin: .w.; "...Serious..."

-elsewhere-

Kyoka: *studying* "...Pass me a pen."

kenji: *hands one to her*

Kyoka: "Thank you..." *writes a note* "...Okay. That should be enough for a break." *takes out a juice bottle*

kenji: ^^

sylvia: ...

Kyoka: "...Sylvia? How is studying?"

sylvia: o-ok

Kyoka: "Need any help?" *looks at her page*

-elsewhere-

Hemingway: *looking out the vehicle window at the skyline* "...Tall buildings..."

twain: oooooh, fancy.

Steinbeck: "We'll find parking, a hostel, sleep off the night, then hunt down Salinger...Melville used to be here, but he never mentioned a Salinger around here."

twain: didnt fitzgerald live here too?

Steinbeck: -_-; "More on Long Island..."

twain:...hehehe....

Steinbeck: "...!!!! Cut that out!"

twain: 737~♪

emily: ^^; in any case, let's just keep our eyes peeled.

Steinbeck: *exits off the highway--and right into New York City bumper-to-bumper traffic* ._.;

emily:....*siiiiigh*

Hemingway: "..." *rolls down the window, aims the harpoon--*

-elsewhere-

Toby: *pawing at the window*

louisa: do you want to go for a walk?

Toby: *happy yelp*

louisa: *puts on the leash and walks with him*

Toby: ^w^ *leads the way down the stairs*

-outside-

ame: *walking with her parents*

Toby: OwO;

ame: ...!! *waves* lookit, *points to her pigtails* my hair's growing back!

Toby: OwO;;;;;;;;;;;; *lies down on the sidewalk*

ame: ??

louisa: toby?

Toby: "..." *inches up to Ame, lowers his head*

ame: *pet pet* hehe ^^

Toby: ^\\\w\\\^

-elsewhere-

Kafka: =_= *yawns...collapses on the couch*

etta: *humming*

Kafka: *listens* "..." *small smile* "Hmmm..."

etta:....~? oh, hey franzy~

Kafka: .\\\\. "...Hello." *clears his throat, tries to sit up--but is too tired* "...How are...*yawn*...you?"

etta: doing well~

Kafka: "...Honestly, I only just lied down..."

etta: ah

Kafka: "...Zzz..."

etta:....*tucks him in*

Kafka: =w= "Mmm..."

etta: *exits*

Kafka: *sleep mutter* "Etta...I..."

etta: ??

Kafka: "I...luuuuuuuurrrr..." *snore*

etta:...hm... *exits*

Kafka: =w= "Mmm..." *shifts*

-elsewhere-

Kid: "..."

stocking: ....*laying in his arms* ..

Kid: *strokes her back*

stocking: thanks, kid...

Kid: *nods* "You're welcome..." *smiles*

shiori: *peeek*

Kid: "??? Shiori?"

shiori: *gives stocking a drawing of a rainbow and flowers*

stocking: *sniff* thanks.

Kid: *smiles* "That was very kind, Shiori..."

shiori: she looked sad.

stocking: *hug*

Kid: "..." *hug*

shiori: ^^

Kid: "You're a good girl, Shiori..."

shiori: thanks kid.

Kid: "You're welcome..." *pat pat*

-elsewhere-

hina: so whats next on the agenda?

PlushFix: "Well, we got a few minutes before the last round of the tournament--let's get cookies!"

*A bullet fires at the robot--and bounces off*

hina: what the fuck?!

Officer: "Damn it! I can't get through it...Get the bazooka!"

mimeca: D8

officer 2: *getting te bazooka out*

hina: ah hell, its the fuzz.

PlushFix: -_-# "Forget cookies--let's rip them apart and drag their corpses TO THE TOURNAMENT, BABY!"

Officer 1: "Fire!"

-BOOOOM-

*There is an explosion...A smoke cloud forms...and in it, Robo-PlushFix still stands*

PlushFix: "..." *slasher smile*

officer 2: .____.;;;;;;

PlushFix: *raises his arm to squish the officers--then a chain wraps around it* "?!"

hina: ??!! *looks*

Mafioso 1: *tying the other end to the back of a garbage truck* "Floor it!"

-VRRRRRRN-

PlushFix: *pulled back slightly, some circuits getting pulled* "AARG!"

Officer 1: "...Since when does organized crime help the cops?"

saku: i take it you want me to deal with them?

PlushFix: "I got my hand full here--get that truck's driver!"

Officer 1: "!!!" *aims at Saku* "Hands up!"

saku: <just drop dead> *charges with her sword*

-SLICE-

Officer 1: *stands...before their head falls off, sliced off*

officer 2: *SCREAMING*

PlushFix: *pulling at the chain...and grabs it with the other robo arm, pulling the truck back* "GOT YA!"

mafioso 2: !!!!

PlushFix: "Hey, I got a new yoyo!" *swings the chain and the truck with it*

mafiosos: *SCREAMING*

PlushFix: "Run, you Matrix-dressed motherfuckers, run! BWA HA HA!" *slams the truck around*

hina: dont we have a party to crash?

PlushFix: "Yep! Grab those guns..."

-elsewhere-

Announcer: "Ready...Go!"

mana: *circling*

Bryn: *circling as well* "Nothing personal--but this is going to hurt."

mana: bring it.

Bryn: *growls--and rushes at her*

mana: *leg sweep*

Bryn: "ACK!" *trips*

mana: *leg grip*

Bryn: "Let go!" *punches at Mana's leg*

mana: AH!

Bryn: *grabs Mana's legs, pulling them back*

mana: !!!!

Bryn: "I'll rip you in two!"

-KICK TO THE FACE-

Bryn: "OW!" *a crack is heard*

mana: !!!!

Bryn: *lowers her hand, her nose bleeding* "..." *growls, as she grabs Mana by the ankle and tosses her towards the ring's edge*

mana: !!!

Bryn: *marches up, blood dripping from her face* "...Let's end this." *battle pose* "ON YOUR FEET!"

mana: *getting up*

Bryn: *glares...runs*

mana: *runs *

Bryn: "AAAAAAH!"

mana: HOOOOAH!

*A shadow forms on the ring*

Announcer: "???" *looks up* "?!"

mana: ?? what the-

*CRASH*

Bryn: "?!!!"

Announcer: "Folks, we just had fall into the ring a...crushed garbage truck on a chain?"

*Something is leaking out of it...*

mana: !!!!!

Bryn: "?! Blood?! What the hell--"

*A familiar laugh is heard--and something cracking in the stands*

mana: !!!!

Audience Member 1: "Wh-What is that rumbling--?!"

*BOOM*

-screams can be heard-

mana: !!!!.....you have to be shitting me.

*A wall crashes into the stadium, knocking down seats, as a robotic suit with a small bear plush inside walks in*

PlushFix: "Heeeeeeeeeeere's Plushie!"

mana: son of a fuck.

PlushFix: *spots Mana* "...Oh! I remember you! You're taller now...only, you know, not very much bigger..." *moves the robot hand to imitate a chest*

mana: *vein pop* WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN HERE?!

PlushFix: "Blood, burgers, and boobs and maybe a side of balls."

mana: YOU'RE FUCKED UP FOR SO MANY REASONS YOU PERVY PLUSH TOY!

Bryn: "..." *hard glare, deep inhale--then shiny eyes* "WHAT AN ADORABLE LITTLE TOY!" >w<

mana: ..............*stares at her*

PlushFix: "..." *looks Bryn up and down* "Sweetie, I'll tell you what this toy can do for you..." *deep inhale* "...First--"

-elsewhere-

Bryn's second child: "??? Daddy? What did the plush toy mean?"

mr hilder: *covering their ears* nothing, sweetie ^^ why dont we go read the butterfly book again now? ^^;;;;;;

Bryn's second child: "??? Okay..."

-elsewhere-

Yohei: *shaking, staring at the TV*

chie: O_____O

io: *crying*

saki: *holding io close to her*

Shotaro: "??? What kind of half-time show is this?"

Tool: *punches Shotaro's head* -_-#

Shotaro: "Ow!" >_<

Shinoda: "..." *looks at the garbage truck...it has a symbol on it* "...Ah...So that's who..."

nea: *pinches her nose* honestly those guys....

medea:.....*closes her door*

Emine: "..."

mono: *shaking*

Assi: "..." *pat*

-elsewhere-

mana: ....................

Bryn: O________________O

PlushFix: "...So, what you want to do first: the one with the pudding, or the one with the spatula?"

Bryn: "..." -_-# "I am over the cuteness. Let's just kill this thing."

mana: agreed tenfold.

PlushFix: "Sweet! A three-way!"

mana: hehehehe *PAWNCH* IN YOUR DREAMS, FUCKER!

PlushFix: "OW! Aim for the robotics arm, not the soft center!" *swings his arm at Mana*

mana: *dodge*

PlushFix: "Get back here, you scrawny little--"

Bryn: *roars, leaping, grabbing the weaker arm--and tears it clean off*

PlushFix: "..." QwQ "Damn! Swoll girl tore me apart!"

Bryn: *punching the leg* "Swoll _woman_, you tiny chew toy!"

PlushFix: "I need that leg!" *swinging an arm--*

mana: !!

PlushFix: *knocks Bryn--into Mana*

Announcer: "The police have asked us to evacuate--but I can't pass up witnessing this incredible battle!"

saku: <thats where you made your first mistake.>

Announcer: "?!!! Folks, it seems I have been taken hostage..."

Inasa: "I'M NOT JUST GOING TO SIT BACK!" *jumps from the stands into the stadium, runs--*

saku: ?!

Inasa: *aims at Saku--and fires a wind-blast*

saku: ?!?! *dodges*

Inasa: *turns around, lifts his arms--*

*And someone grabs him from behind*

Inasa: "?!"

mimeca: *as a large gorilla* OwO *TOSS*

Inasa: "AAAAAH--" *crash*

Bryn: *trying to get up* "You know these clowns?"

mana: unfortunatly yes. it's a long story, but i'll try to explain.

camera man: oh jeez, this is crazy...

Alone: "I know..." *shoveling popcorn into his mouth* "I thought we'd just come in through the normal entrance."

camera man: *drops camera and runs*

Alone: "???" *picks up the camera* "..." OwO *waves* "H-Hi, TV land?"

-elsewhere-

eruka: *SCREEEEEEAM*

milia: -__-#

Free: ._.; "...How the heck did he get a TV show?"

Alone: *on TV* "My most beautiful hoppy froggy, when I find you, I'm going to make you feel all the love in the world!"

eruka: *SCREEEEAM*

Free: *changes the channel* "Maybe something else is on--"

-elsewhere-

Mafia Boss: -_-# "We lost the truck, the suits, and now they are tearing up the stadium...Bring out the BFG."

alex: you got it sir....a-are you su-

Mafia Boss: "YOU WANT TO LOSE YOUR HEAD ALONG WITH YOUR FINGERS, TOENAILS, AND APPENDIX?!"

alex: Q_________Q;;;;;;

Mafia Boss: "NOW GET ME THE DAMN GUN!"

-elsewhere-

PlushFix: *swinging Kabo*

kabo: WOOOAH! *detaches vines and grips onto a ledge*

PlushFix: "More yoyos! Bring them all to me!" *rushes at Mana*

mana: !!!

???: *ROAR*

PlushFix: "???" *turns* "Oh, hey--"

mana: ?!

*Bryn tackles one-arm PlushFix and starts beating him with his own arm*

PlushFix: "Ow ow ow ow ow ow--"

Bryn: *SMASH SMASH SMASH*

saku: *SLICES at bryn's leg*

Bryn: "ARG!" *collapses* *clutching her leg, blood pouring out* "...Y-You son of a bitch..."

PlushFix: ^w^ "I can't wait to play with you...then kill you and play some more..." *raises a robo-fist*

mana: YOU BITCH! *charges*

saku: !!

-punch kick slice slice-

PlushFix: "?! Saku! Don't kill her! I'm playing with her, too!" *walks away from Bryn, approaches Mana*

mana: grk-

PlushFix: *carefully picks up her hat*

mana: *glares at him*

PlushFix: *then grabs Mana by the head--and slams her down*

mana: GRK-

PlushFix: *slam slam slam--stops, holds up Mana by the head...then puts her hat on himself* "...What? I thought this hat was magic--like, it would possess me or something. Yo, Furry, put on this hat, see if you can do a Super Mario jump..."

mana: *dragging herself over to them, coughing*

PlushFix: "..." *smiles* "Hey! When you're done groveling, can you tell me the magic words for this hat?"

Bryn: *clutching her leg, struggling to hold back the bleeding...*

mana: fuck you.

PlushFix: OwO "...Fucking your hat is what does it? I mean, with these cameras on me...?"

mana: *tries to get up, but stumbles*

PlushFix: "Here, I'll help with that--" *stomps--onto her arm*

mana: *SCREAMS*

PlushFix: "See, I do remember you--back in the house, when I was just some toy--and at Fear Factory, when the Doc was fighting you--or when I smashed you then at the Robo Tournament..." *picks her up by her un-broken arm* "And look at you, you weak little pussy."

mana: *snarls*

PlushFix: "...'Snarl'? That's it? ..." -_- "This is sad...Look at you. Some martial arts 'expert'...What do you even practice, tai kwon 'don't'?"

mana: ..... right now im just trying not to get killed.

PlushFix: *sighs* "Well, too bad--you die today. And all because you're just some normal powerless little twat. You got no fire, no quirk, no ability, no weapon--you're just worthless."

mana: i might not have any abilities, but i know how to read people's movements...

PlushFix: *smiles* "Really?" *brings her up closer until he's eye-to-eye with her* "And what do you see girly?"

mana:.....*looks behind him*

*There's a man with a suitcase, pulling something out from it...*

-BOOOOOOOOOOM-

mana: WOAH!!

*The robot head is blown off, knocking PlushFix out of the cockpit--and releasing Mana from the robot's grip*

PlushFix: *lands with a squeek next to Bryn* "...Hey. Can I cushion myself in--"

Bryn: *smashes a fist into PlushFix's head, sending him into a crater*

PlushFix: "..." *gets up* "I just want to bury my head in--"

mana: *STOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMP*

PlushFix: "OW OW OW OW OW OW OW--ooooooo...Lower...--OW OW OW OW OW--Stop! My stuffing--"

mana: shut up. just die and stay dead.

PlushFix: "I'LL NEVER DIE! I'LL LIVE FOREVER UNTIL--"

Bryn: *grabs a leg* "...Wishbone this turkey..."

PlushFix: OwO; "Ladies, please--"

mana: ^^

-RIP-

PlushFix: Q_Q "NOOOOOO--"

*PlushFix is now half the...er, plush, he once was*

Bryn: *holding up half of him* "...*

PlushFix: QwQ "...You got my good half. It's got--"

Bryn: *PUNCH*

PlushFix: X~X

hina: ah shit.

Alone: *filming this* "Damn...I can see his Winnie the Pooh innards..."

mimeca: D8>

PlushFix: "Bury me...with hot people..."

mana: *rips the arms off* this is for everything you did to saki.

PlushFix: D: "Who the fuck is Saki?!"

Mafia Boss: *walking down the stairs to the ring*

mana: the woman you turned into a cyborg and got pregnant?

PlushFix: "...Oh, she didn't abort that thing?"

Mafia Boss: *approaches Mana*

mana: *wrangles the doll* YOU ARE THE WORST- *notices the mafia boss* can i help you?

Mafia Boss: *still pointing a gun at her* "Follow me."

mana:.....*follows* should i bring the trash?

Mafia Boss: "Well, yes, but that's a mean thing to say about your opponent--"

Bryn: "I'm still bleeding...a lot."

mana: i meant this. *holding up plushfix*

PlushFix: XwX "Hey, sexy~"

Mafia Boss: "...Alex, get a gurney for Mrs. Hilder. And a garbage bag for that doll...thing."

alex: yessir!

Bryn: -_-# "Great...I didn't get to finish my fight because some plushie abomination, now the mafia kidnaps me. It's my 16th birthday all over again."

mana:.....if it helps, i'll give you the tournament victory. you deserve it.

Bryn: "..." Q_Q "D'aw, that's so sweet~ When I heal, we're going to have a rematch so I can defeat you the right way--with my fists."

mana: sounds good.

Mafia Boss: "Enough mushy stuff, or I'll rip out Alex's wisdom teeth."

alex: havent i lost enough today? TT~TT

Mafia Boss: *opens the doors as they load in Bryn* "Tiny, you and the trash come with me." *points into his limo*

mana:....*takes a seat*

Mafia Boss: *nods, as the doors shut and the car takes off* "What's your name?"

mana: Mana Hinoki, sir.

Mafia Boss: "Hello, Mana Hinoki--I'm Abernathy. And your little doll friend took my robot and wrecked my town."

mana: this thing is not my friend.

Abernathy: "Really?" *takes out his gun, aims at her* "I'll be sure to tell your next of kin."

mana: IM SERIOUS! I-I KNOW MISS POLITO!

Abernathy: "... ... ..." Q_Q "..._Nea_ Polito?"

mana: the very same.

Abernathy: *blue screen of trauma*

{Abernathy: *collapsed on the floor in a puddle of tears* "Stop laughing at me!"}

{vanille: welle little sister? do you want to take a whack at it?}

{lil nea: hehehe~ *murderous smirk*}

Abernathy: T~T "She said if I crossed her, she'd turn me into a human Slushee..." *light bulb* "How do I really know you know her?"

-riiiing-

mana: *on speaker* yes?

Yohei: "Mana! Are you okay?"

nea: mana dearie, how's everything on your end? everyone's worried sick about you, you know! >3<

Abernathy: *color fades from his face* .________.;;;;;

mana: well, im not dead, but...

Yohei: "Where are you?"

mana: welll....sir, what did you say your name was?

Abernathy: *squeeks* "Ab-Abernathy?"

nea:....mana, be a sweetie and let him have the phone for a moment~? <3

Abernathy: Q~Q

nea: if you as much as bring her a smidge of harm i'll have a nailbat french kiss your intestines by way of your anus!

Abernathy: >~< "WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN ABOUT THESE THINGS?!"

nea: is that a complaint i hear~? ^^#

Abernathy: Q__Q "No, ma'am."

PlushFix: OwO "...Hot."

mana: DO YOU EVER SHUT UP YOU STUPID PLUSHIE?!

PlushFix: "Nope! Hey, is that the hot ice woman? She still got rocking tits?"

nea:.....do you have duct tape in that car? if so, SHUT HIM UP!! DX<

Abernathy: "ALEX! HAND ME THE TAPE!'

PlushFix: OwO "Oh, yeah, tie me up~ ...And sew me back up..."

-one mouth taping later-

mana: =_=#

Abernathy: Q_Q *shudders* "Wh-What do you want from me?"

mana: i could ask you the same thing.

Abernathy: "Look, I want no trouble with Polito--but I lost my suit because of that fluffy shit...Where you live?"

mana: death city, sir. also i have to reclaim my stuff from the hotel.

Abernathy: "...Hmm...Got some people who owe me..." *writes down a name*

mana: ??

Abernathy: "He had called an associate when he was going under--but he did a follow-up that he was in a secure location. Meet him there--he leaves messages there..."

*The note: "Hook Cemetery. C.N."*

mana:....*nods* understood, sir.

Abernathy: "This thing?" *dangles PlushFix* "I don't want. But someone owes me a new robot, and get the cops off my tail for that collateral damage, and killing my people..."

PlushFix: -_-#

mana: what do you want _me_ to do with it?

Abernathy: "Is it kill-able?"

mana: doesnt appear to be...

Abernathy: "Hmm...Could just bury him in a cement building..."

PlushFix: Q_Q

mana:....*opens the window and tosses him out*

PlushFix: D: *muffled* "Fuck y'all--" *run over by cars*

Abernathy: "...Brutal."

mana: after all the shit he has done, i dont give a single ounce of a fuck

Abernathy: "...We got medics for your arm...Amazed you can think through that pain..."

mana: i've had worse....

-elsewhere-

Alone: *still holding the camera* "So much for that..."

hina: at least it's disconnected to the system now, otherwise it'd be bad for us.............where did saku and mimeca run off to?

Alone: "No idea about the sword...I'll call Mimeca." *shouts* "Mimeca! If you're here, shout back! Marco!"

hina: -_-; she cant talk, remember?

Alone: OwO "...I could record a message?"

-elsewhere-

Yohei: "...So those mafia people were associates of yours?"

nea: what can i say, mama's got herself connections~ ^^

chie: that must be useful.

Yohei: "Will Mana...be safe?"

nea: im sure she'll be fine, she seems to be quite the capable girl after all~ *text* ah....yes, mana's doing well~

Yohei: *sighs* "...Why is he still out there..."

chie:....*hugs*

io: *sniffles*

Tool: *checking outside* "...I don't hear anything...No threats coming..."

-elsewhere-

Free: *rubs her back*

eruka: Q~Q

milia: its ok mommy! if that jerk comes here, i'll hex him into next week!

Free: ^w^ "Good, Milia. We'll need everyone..."

eruka: call up the mizunes too?

Free: *nods* "On it..." *takes his phone, dials*

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: "I think this looks good...Maybe a fountain."

hans: perfect! just need to determine a design. hmmm... i would kind of like to have a mermaid fountain.

Chuuya: "Oh, that'd look great! Kajii isn't bad at making sculptures--you could ask him...But he'll try to sneak a lemon into the design."

hans: ^^;

Walter: "Yo! You see the news?"

hans: ??

*Puts on footage of the tournament*

hans: oh wow.

Walter: *nods* "One of my online friends was in it..."

Chuuya: "...In Salt Lake? ...Hmm."

-text message-

agate: [u saw that, didnt u walt?]

Walter: [guilty ^^; u safe?]

agate: [ya, was @ the hotel when it happened. freaky >~< ]

Walter: [scary! glad ur safe. u gonna be able to get out of there?]

agate: [i think]

Walter: [heading home after? or still traveling?]

agate: [heading home probably.]

Walter: [splatoon l8r?]

agate: [heck ye! ⚡ ]

Walter: [safe travel!]

Chuuya: "..."

hans:....?? chuuya?

Chuuya: "...Sorry. I just...recognized a symbol there in the news."

hans: oh?

Chuuya: "...Yeah. Old friend."

hans: .....

Chuuya: "Hope they're alright..."

-elsewhere-

Kunikida: "Good work--take a five-minute break."

atsushi: *checks his phone*

Kyoka: "??? Any messages?"

atsushi: huh, apperantly there's an ability consultation office opening soon.

Kyoka: "...Who runs it?"

atsushi: *checking the info* apperantly it's a project by the special abilities department. and they'll be moving into.....the unoccupied floor of this building.

dazai: huh, so i guess that makes at-work nookie with kirako more difficult

Kunikida: *dope slaps Dazai* "..." *checking something on his phone*

sylvia: ??

Kunikida: "Hmm...We'll have to check our security again."

kenji: oh?

Kunikida: "...Okay. Katai will be by to fix some details between the floors."

Dazai: .w.;;;;;;;;;;;

sylvia: ??? m-mr dazai? are you ok?

Dazai: "...I have to use the bathroom. Excuse me." *fast walking*

sylvia: ??

kirako: 7/////7;;;;;;; *ahem*

Kyoka: "...Best not to ask."

-elsewhere-

Kid: "..."

stocking: *asleep*

Kid: *holds her gently*

stocking: ...*she seems calm*

Kid: "..." *closes his eyes*

-morning-

Bryn: *in the hospital* "..."

mr hilder: you did great out there honey. ^^ *talking via vid chat*

Bryn: "Thanks...I just wish it felt like an earned victory...Such a pain."

mr hilder: still, you deserved it.

Bryn: "Thanks...I'll prove I earned it--right after I heal. I'll be back home in two days."

-elsewhere-

Neuhaus: "Heading to the backyard?"

michelle: *nods* i wanted to...see the flowers.

Neuhaus: *nods* "Okay...I'll finish up breakfast."

michelle:....*looks at the dewdrops*

*It feels like someone else is there...*

michelle:.....*uneasy*

Neuhaus: *pours orange juice* "About set..."

michelle: *reenters quickly*

Neuhaus: "??? What's wrong?"

michelle:....n-nothing...

Neuhaus: "..." *sets out a fruit salad* "...How are the plants?"

michelle: alright...

-elsewhere-

Yohei: [how long in the hospital?]

mana: [bout a week]

Yohei: [yikes. need anyone to come up?]

mana: [can tuhl pick me up plz]

Yohei: [sure. bring anything with him?]

-elsewhere-

*Someone walks through the halls at True Cross*

students: *chatting*

*The student has long dark hair, looks a bit disshelved*

student 1: did you hear that chuunitsuki's getting a second season!?

student 2: hell yeah! im so hype!

Mystery Student: *overhearing...stares*

-seems the students are just chatting about things in general-

Mystery Student: "..." *looks down the hall*

-elsewhere-

Tool: *packing*

saki: be safe, ok?

Tool: *nods* "Hope so...Haven't heard anything to set off a red flag..." *pats Io's back*

io: mmm.

saki:....*cheek kiss*

Tool: -\\\\- "Th-Thanks..."

-elsewhere-

george: *setting up a room*

Kafka: "What else did you want?"

george: we could use more beanbag chairs.

Kafka: "...I...could use one, too...Easy to fall asleep in them..."

george: yeah...

sonia:....you're really stressed, arent you?

Kafka: =_= "You have no idea the suffering I have endured..."

sonia: i could imagine.

Kafka: "...What could you imagine at your young age?"

sonia:.....i've _seen_ a lot for my age...*sips her juice*

Kafka: -_-; "Uh huh..." *grabs his baggy of gummi bears*

-elsewhere-

PlushFix: *squished, smashed, run over, torn apart on the side of the road* "..."

mimeca: *scooping him up and putting him in her bag* Q.Q

PlushFix: "...A thousand indignities...I have carried..."

mimeca:...

PlushFix: "Now...Now, I'm not just going to kill that cunt...I'm going to make her suffer..."

mimeca: ^^

PlushFix: "For now..." Q_Q "Let's get to a fabric store and sew me new arms..."

-elsewhere-

Neuhaus: "I'll be a few minutes. Do you want someone to wait here with you?"

michelle:...maybe...

lewin: *peeeek* i volunteer!

Neuhaus: "??? Lewin? You're here now?"

lewin: yeep, lewwy got himself a teaching job! up top! *hands up for high five*

Neuhaus: "...No."

lewin:....too soon? OwO;

Neuhaus: "...Could you stay with Michelle?"

lewin: of course! i can show her funny cat videos!

michelle: .... ._.

Neuhaus: "Sure, perfect..." *looks at Michelle* "...Is this okay?"'

michelle:.......it wont be for too long....right?

Neuhaus: *nods* "Just 20 minutes or so."

michelle:....o-ok...

lewin: great! i got this one video of a guy in a cat mask and...well i dont want to spoil it for ya.

Neuhaus: "..." *shudders, walks* "Just get through this, Neuhaus...Just get through this..."

michelle: ....

lewin: *showing videos on his phone*

Mystery Student: *walks by*

michelle:......

lewin:....oh shit.....mother nature calls, brb! *exits*

michelle:...... -_-

Mystery Student: "Hey..."

michelle:.......?

Mystery Student: *avoiding eye contact, muttering a bit* "Um...I'm kinda lost..."

michelle:....did you try the help desk?

Mystery Student: "..." *shakes their head* "They looked...scary..."

michelle: .....

Mystery Student: "..." *sniff*

michelle: ??

Mystery Student: "I-I don't know what to do..." *crying*

michelle: *awkward pat* i-its ok...

Mystery Student: *smiles--as they take her wrist*

michelle: ??

Mystery Student: *suddenly in their hand is a syringe, which they inject into her neck*

michelle: !!!!!

Mystery Student: "Just walk with me...You'll need my support when it kicks in~"

michelle: *lets out a yell*

lewin: *wiping hands dry* im coming im co- ??!

Mystery Student: "!!!" *puts his hand on her side, starts leading her* "Walk with me, walk with me, avoid eye contact, fast-walking now, like in a mall--"

lewin: hey now friend, where you off to?

izumo: *walking* ??

Mystery Student: ^^; "This poor woman is light-headed. I'm taking her to the nurse. Oh, and Mr. Neuhaus said you need to meet him in the observatory..."

izumo: wait a second....

Mystery Student: O_O; "..." *coughs, lowers his voice* "Well, we're off!" *fast-walking*

izumo: *runs at him and kicks him in the back*

lewin: oh snap! *catching michelle* you ok?

michelle: *groan* not...really....

Mystery Student: *flips over, holding a staff--and their wig flies off*

izumo: !!!!!

Shima: "..." *waves* "Hey, Izumo..."

izumo: *fuming* you....YOU INSUFFERABLE PILE OF SHIT!!

Shima: .w.; "...Still angry about the kidnapping, undressing, and your mom dying--"

izumo: *PUNCH*

Mystery Student: *clutching his nose* "OW!" *leaps back...something black and fiery is forming along the floor*

izumo: !!!

lewin: oh shi- FURFUR!

Shima: "??? Fur-fur? A furry? Well, that's not good..." *summons a flame, sending it towards Izumo* "Sorry in advance!"

izumo: !!! *DODGE*

Shima: "Now, Exorcist Light...I'm afraid Mrs. Neuhaus has a date with me~" *smiles, holds out a hand* "Can I take her, or do I have to fire you away?"

lewin: you know, i remember a song, does thing ring a bell? you've been....THUNDERSTRUCK!

furfur: *sends a bolt at the staff*

Shima: ._.;

*The bolt strikes the staff--frying the Mystery Student...but not before...black flames erupt around him...and start burning the floor*

lewin: *picks up michelle and runs*

izumo: D8<

*The flames have burned away Shima’s disguise...and his clothes...and most of his boxers*

Shima: @~@ "Am I dead? Are there angels here?"

izumo:......*STOMPS HIM RIGHT WHERE IT HURTS*

Shima: Q________Q *squeeky voice* "My tiny Shima..."

izumo: tiny is right.

Bon: *runs* "Izumo! Izumo! What happened?"

izumo: see for yourself.

konekomaru: ??.....!!!!!!!!!!

Shima: *struggles to lift his head with his exhausted neck* "Yo, Konekomaru, Bon..." *peace sign* "What up?"

Bon: "..." *stamps Shima's other hand with his foot*

Shima: Q_____Q

konekomaru: *punch* you stupid *punch* inconsiderate *punch* heartless PRICK!

Shima: "OW! WHY?!"

Bon: "What he said!" *kicks Shima in the side*

shiemi: whats going on?

Shima: QwQ "Shiemi!" *leaps up* "Help me!"

shiemi: *punch/chops him in the nose with the heel of her hand*

Shima: "OW!" *clutching his nose* "It's already brok-e-e-e-en..." T~T

izumo: anyone got anything to cuff him with?

Bon: *pulls out what looks like a bracelet*

izumo: ??

Bon: "Given how weak he is, this may nullify his abilities long enough. But I can't cuff him since I'll have to do the chant, so someone else has to be cuffed to him until he gets taken to the prison authorities..."

konekomaru:...i'll do it.

Shima: "No girl cuffs?"

konekomaru: shut your mouth!

Shima: OxO

izumo: ....

lewin: holy shit.

michelle: .....

Neuhaus: "Michelle!"

michelle: nnh....igor?

Neuhaus: "...I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have left you here..."

michelle: .....

izumo: it's ok, she's safe, and we caught the traitor....

lewin: QwQ curse you bodily functions

Neuhaus: *glares at Lewin* "We'll discuss that later...For now, help them get this traitor to the jail cells...And get him pants."

-elsewhere-

Steinbeck: O_o; "...Um..." *staring at subway routes*

emily: i think we take this route here. *points*

Hemingway: "And then it'll put us within a few blocks of his old address."

twain: sweet.

Steinbeck: "I wonder what he'll be like..." *looking at the maps to the uptown and downtown* "..." .___.;

emily: *points* this is our stop. *writes it down*

Steinbeck: "O-Okay...Lead the way?"

emily: ^^

-elsewhere-

stocking: *making jello*

Kid: "I got the gelatin."

stocking: thanks. *checks the recipe on her phone* this is gonna be delicious. ^^

Kid: *smiles* "Which flavor?"

stocking: it calls for blueberry.

Kid: *opens the fridge* "On it...How long for it?"

-elsewhere-

Magaki: "Why does this city have so many skull decorations?"

tsubaki: it's part of the aesthetic. the city was founded by the grim reaper himself as a safe haven for people.

Magaki: "...Do you feel safe here?"

tsubaki: *she nods*

Magaki: *nods* "...Do people find communities here?"

tsubaki: *she nods*

Magaki: "Like hobby groups?"

tsubaki: of course. ^^

Magaki: "...Reading groups?"

tsubaki: *nods* ^^

Magaki: "..." *smiles* "I would like that."

tsubaki: ^^ i think the school library would be a place to start.

Magaki: "Very well--I'll visit it after class."

-elsewhere-

Kunikida: *looking downstairs* "..."

aya: whats up?

Kunikida: "Curious about the people moving into the floor..."

aya: ah.

Kunikida: "...Perhaps meet with them..."

-elsewhere-

sonia: *reading*

Jakob: -n- *yawns*

wilhelm: she reads a lot for a 6-year-old.

philip: *watching*

-tom, Q, and bessy were having a small tea party-

Jakob: "Hmph. Not enough pictures..."

Q: ^w^ "This is pleasant..."

sonia: i can manage.

bessy: ^^

maggie: this is way better than the old shelter.

george: yeah....

stephan: *juggling a hacky sack by himself*

Q: "Oh, you lived in a shelter?"

bessy: in the slums. it got burned down and george and i fell in some water and ended up here

george: my ability, as it turns out...

Q: "Oooooooo...Have you tried tossing something into the water?"

george: not much happens, i think i have to be holding it for it to go with me.

Jakob: "And if you let go?"

george:....i dont know.

Q: OwO "Let's test it!"

-elsewhere-

Triple A: *on the phone* "What do you mean 'traitor'?"

lewin: yeah, we caught that shima kid! from the ninetails incident?

Triple A: "..._How_ did he get in?"

lewin: we're interrogating him now.

Triple A: -_-# "This is embarrassing that he got in..."

lewin: try not to dwell too much on the past, ok?

Triple A: -__-## "It was only 40 minutes ago..."

-elsewhere-

Nurse: "And how are we holding up today?"

mana: hanging in there.

Nurse: "Need your bed adjusted?" *is holding mail*

mana: im good....*reaches for mail*

*Looks to be mail from the previous opponents, one from home...and...fan mail?*

mana: huh. *checks*

Letter: "Dear Miss Mana: I watched with my mommy. You did great! I hope I can be like you."

mana: QuQ

Nurse: "??? Are you hurting?"

mana: im ok.

Letter 2: "Thanks for the pep talk..." *It's the Tiny Ogre--smiling, doing a peace sign...and having a black eye*

mana:...*small smile*

Letter 3: "I WILL BEAT YOU!" *It's...a provocative pic of Number 1...and his copies...*

mana: *rips it* -_-

Letter 4: "Good work!" *it's Master with a new dish named for Mana*

-elsewhere-

Shima: ^^; "So...Long time, no see, huh?"

stocking: cut the crap, you little shit and start explaining yourself.

Shima: O_o; "Man, feisty right now...Well, you know what the Illuminati wants, right?"

stocking: .......

Shima: "You know, longevitiy? Maybe a resurrection or two?"

stocking: that doesnt explain why you're here.

Shima: "Well, Mrs. Neuhaus survived death, so my boss thought, 'Hey, Shima, go kidnap her so we can figure out how that zombie happened.'"

shura: well, part of the reason is her body is a nest for jorogumo.

Shima: "And that's so fascinating to my boss...But, confidentially..." *looks to the sides, leans in* "I can share a secret, and only with the most beautiful women I know~"

-everyone glares at him-

izumo: i'll get the hammer.

Shima: D: "I was including you in that statement! It was a compliment!"

izumo: *grabs his neck* START TALKING.

Shima: Q___Q *fast talking* "I was told to come here to capture Neuhaus's wife and bring her back, but Sir Pheles told me to get captured so I could turn over information I have on the Illuminati--but then the Illuminati _told_ me to get captured so _I_ could be a double agent _here_ against all of _you_!"

izumo:.....what?

stocking: the fuck

shura: so who's side are you on then?

Shima: QwQ "...Sir Pheles?"

stocking:....is he telling the truth? *she has her dad on call*

Mephisto: *on the phone* "Yes, it's true--"

Shima: ^w^

Mephisto: "And it's true he's still working for the Illuminati."

Shima: O_O;

stocking: that....doesnt explain anything. *sweatdrop*

Mephisto: "Shima has his role to play--and he is doing it beautifully~ Release the cuffs on him."

stocking:....are you sure about this?

Mephisto: *can be heard smiling through the phone* "It's all part of the plan."

stocking:....

Shima: *offers his wrists* "Please~?"

stocking: do you swear on your own life that this is true?

Shima: *crosses his heart--as best he can with cuffs* "Honest. No lies."

stocking:.... i dont believe you for a second....but i'll trust my dad's judgement...

Shima: ^w^; "Daddy's girls are so forgiving..."

stocking: *glare*

Shima: OxO;

Mephisto: "Careful, little mister--I still authorize my daughter to kill you if necessary."

stocking: ^^# <3

Shima: Q____Q *looks at Izumo* "...If I said I was sorry--"

izumo: *KICK TO THE BALLS* 'SORRY' WONT BRING MY MOM BACK!

Shima: *clutching his balls* "OW! It-It wasn't me! She gave up herself for you and your sis--"

shiemi: *PUNCH*

Shima: *stunned* Q\\\\Q "Et tu, Shiemi...?"

shiemi:.......

Shima: Q\\\\Q "...I'll go to my cell, then, until you're ready for...whatever comes next."

shiemi:....

-elsewhere-

Mephisto: *hangs up--and coughs*

felisia: *worried*

Mephisto: *wipes his mouth* "...I think I'll lie down for a bit..." *smiles*

-elsewhere-

shinra:....*gives iris a big ol hug* ^u^

iris: AH! s-shinra!

Relan: *group hug*

iris: *giggle* ^////^

shinra: so cute <3

Relan: *smiles* "Yes, you all are."

-elsewhere-

katya: *throwing knives at targets*

Tachihara: OwO;

Gin: "Good..."

katya: <thanks>

Gin: "Want more set up?"

katya: yeah.....i started learning how to do this when i was, what, 14-15 years old?

Gin: "A lot of practice, then--"

Tachihara: "Circus folk?"

katya: soldier, actually. started when i was 13.

higuchi: .......

katya: originally my father was enlisted into the army, but sent me in his place cause he was a goddamn coward....every day i spent on the field, i thought i could die any minute...it's on the battlefield that i awoke my ability. 10 seconds....i can stop time 10 seconds at a time...

Gin: "...Have you..."

katya: yeah, i've killed a lot fo people. i've honestly lost count of how many, it all just kinda blends together, y'know? after leaving the army, i couldnt fit back into society....i've gotten so used to killing that anything else just felt like running my fingers through sand....it all just slips out, it doesnt feel solid, doesnt feel real....

Gin: "Then the Rats..."

katya: yeeep, dostoyevsky promised to give me an endless battlefield full of enemies to kill.....and then the fucker completely THREW US UNDER THE FUCKING BUS!!! *rips the head off the dummy*

Tachihara: ._.;

katya:....*ahem* 'scuse me. still a tad bit salty.

higuchi: *sarcastically* no.

Gin: "...Need some more time with targets?"

katya: sure....

Tachihara: *hides behind Higuchi*

Gin: "I'll set them up."

-elsewhere-

Meme: "How is she?"

kana: *shivering*

EF: she's burning up...

misery: *giving her medicine* D8>

Meme: *worried* "Call a doctor?"

EF: right away.

kana: =~=

rowena: i think i might know something. my father and older brother are both doctors.

tsugumi: i thought he was a writer?

rowena: my other brother.

tsugumi: oh.

rowena: we'll have to pull the shades down and turn the fan on. we'll need a damp cloth as well.

Meme: *nods* "I'll get the cloth."

rowena: she'll need plenty of fluids and chilled food as well.

ao: understood.

kana: it's spring and im being sent back to winter. =A=

Meme: ^^; "The change of seasons can do that."

ao: better to be in an extended winter than an early summer.

mio: im gonna fall over.

Meme: "Need to sit?"

ao: i think she was adding to the gag.

tsugumi: ???

kana: =A=;

Meme: "...Oh! Then you should spring into action..."

kana: your jokes are so bad. please stop.

Anya: *pops in* "...What's going on? Don't leave me out in the cold--"

Meme: …

-elsewhere-

Rin: O_o; "...He's back?"

stocking: yeah, crazy right?

Rin: "Jeez...So, how many years is he serving?"

stocking: it's still under discussion...

Rin: "Hmm...How is Izumo holding up?"

stocking: she's a bit shaken up, but surviving...

Rin: "...Wish I was there..." *grips his sword*

stocking:...*pap pap*

Rin: "...Why did he even come back?"

stocking:...i dont know...

Rin: "...Then we'll have to keep an eye on his sorry ass."

-elsewhere-

Kuro: *yawns* "What now?"

mahiru: seems we got a text from shinoa and her friends.

Kuro: "What about?"

mahiru: apparently they found a vampire nest in texas...

Kuro: "!!"

mahiru:....have you ever met other kinds of vampires? other than servamps and subclass?

Kuro: "Only rumors..."

mahiru: ....

Kuro: "...They killed them?"

mahiru: shinoa's main group didnt take part, but a lot of C3 did eliminate most of them..some were captured....

Kuro: "...Hm. I wonder..."

mahiru: ??

Kuro: "What does C3 want to learn from them? And why?"

mahiru: not sure...

Kuro: "...Someone should find out..." *curls up into a ball*

mahiru:....maybe we could ask johannes?

Kuro: "..." -_______-; "You ask him. I'll just keep my claws out in case he drugs you."

mahiru: noted.

-and so-

Johannes: ^w^ "Would you like some more poison? ...I mean, tea?"

metsu: ....

-ding-

metsu: oh, we have customers... hello welco-. ah, its you two again.

mahiru: hey. *wave*

Kuro: =_= *snore*

Johannes: OwO *runs in* "Heeeeeeeeello~!"

mahiru: ^^; say, i was hoping for some info from you. do you know much about vampire nests?

Johannes: "..." *runs to the door, triple-locks it, pulls down the blinds* *serious stare*

mahiru: OvO;;;

metsu: *sighs* oh dear...

Johannes: *leans in* *inhale* "Wheeeeeeeeeere...?"

mahiru: O-O;;;;

-after explaining-

Johannes: "Hmm...I see...C3..." *sips tea--out of a beaker*

mahiru: yeah.

Johannes: "I've been documenting potential locations of vamps for some time--" *flips a blackboard over, revealing a map*

mahiru: wow.

Johannes: "I've been trying to find new locations for so long..." *taps on Japan* "Thought there was one here, but haven't found them."

mahiru: hmm *checking other spots* the us, russia, europe, lots of places...

Johannes: *nods* "I don't get out of town much to check...and I hate leaving home...That's why I have other people search for me!" *holds up a passport with Mahiru's photo on it*

mahiru: ._.;

Johannes: "Learn some languages for me, Mi-ha-ru!"

mahiru:....*cough*

Kuro: =_= "If we left the country, I'm pretty sure C3 would have problems. And I'm not riding in a cat carrier. Also, why are you wearing rabbit slippers? Because I'm going to claw those in about three seconds--"

Johannes: OwO; "Wait, what--"

Kuro: *bites the right slipper*

Johannes: QwQ "...At least he isn't drawing blood..."

-elsewhere-

Wes: *knocks on Poe's door*

ghost maid: yes? oh! wes! long time no see!

Wes: *smiles, waves* "Yes! How are you?"

ghost maid: well. what brings you over?

liz: QvQ;;;

Wes: "This little guy wanted to stop by..." *holds up Ghost Dog...as well as someone holds up a ghost dog...*

ghost girl: ^o^ *hugs*

Wes: ^^ "Aw..."

Poe: "..." *peeks around the corner* Q_Q "Wh-Who is there?"

ghost maid: we have visitors, sir.

lana: oh?

Wes: *waves* "Hello, Mr. Poe and...um...Mrs. Poe?"

lana: *almost chokes on coffee* O/////O

Poe: O\\\\\O

Wes: ^^; "...Sorry, I didn't remember your name..."

lana: lana shepard, sir.

Wes: ^^; "Wes Evans, and this is my wife, Liz."

liz: a pleasure. ^^;

lana: oh yeah! you're the violinist, right? my coworkers are huge fans.

Wes: "Aw, shucks...That's nice of them..."

lana: can we get you anything?

Wes: "Tea? Liz?"

liz: coffee.

lana: coming right up. ^^

Poe: O~O "...S-Sorry! I'm not used to guests!" *holds up Karl*

karl: OvO

liz:....is that a raccoon?

Wes: "Evidently..."

Poe: "This is Karl! He likes grapes and pets!" >~<

liz:...*pat pat*

karl: ^^

liz: ^^; just be mindful of my little sister. she can be....

Wes: "How has the house been?"

lana: it's been nice. has a nice aesthetic to it.

Patty: *dives into the room* "BABY FURRY CREATURE!!!"

lana: !!!

karl: O-O

liz: how did she-

Patty: *hugs Karl* ^w^

-elsewhere-

mikami: *training*

Hibana: "Aim a bit higher..."

mikami: *flame strike with her ponytail*

Hibana: *smiles* "Nice...How far can you extend the flame?"

mikami: about 9 feet?

Hibana: "That's good...When you started, it wasn't that far, right?"

mikami: i think it was about 3 feet back then?

Hibana: "Then I would hope more practice will take you beyong 9 feet."

mikami: *nods* yes ma'am!

Hibana: "When I started, I could only make little stick figures..." *projects one with the flame*

mikami: ah.

Hibana: *then the figure expands into a field of flowers*

mikami: woah...

Hibana: "Practice makes perfect..." *flips her hair* "And I'm as close to perfection as I'm gonna get~"

mikami: ^^;

Hibana: "Hmm...Do you put anything in your hair?"

mikami: just my hair ties.

Hibana: "No product...Good. That could be flammable. Any hair-cuts?"

mikami: sometimes.

Hibana: "Maybe let it grow a bit more..."

-elsewhere-

Tachihara: "Hey, old timer."

hirotsu: *nods*

Tachihara: "How you dealing with the new digs?"

hirotsu: better than what it was underground.

Tachihara: "True 'nuff...Better lighting, too. But noisy kids..."

hirotsu: too roudy for you? *smirk*

Tachihara: -____- "I'm not good with ankle-biters."

hirotsu: want me to handle them?

naoya: if he can handle you, he can sure as hell handle them.

Tachihara: >_< # "Knock yourself out, old man!"

-morning-

Dazai: "Got the 'howdy, neighbor!' welcome basket?"

atsushi: yessir!

kenji: ^^ *he got a cow plushie*

-knocks-

atsushi: ??

Dazai: "Who is it~?"

-there is a young lady with a basket of flowers-

lady: this is the armed detective agency, yes~? ^^

Dazai: "..." *suave mode* "Yes, it is."

kenji: you got it.

lady: charmed~<3 *puts the flowers on the table* my name is frances hodgeson burnett, im head of the ability user consultation office! ^^

Dazai: "Wonderful! A fellow ability person..."

yosano: ah, i see. welcome to the building. if it gets noisy, we apologize in advance. ^^;

Dazai: "Please, have a seat--we have so much to discuss. Let's begin with your life story..."

frances: oh my. ^^;

-another girl is peeking from behind the door, eyeing dazai intently-

girl: nyohoho... 7w7

Kunikida: "???" *spots her*

frances: so what all would you like to know? ^^

Dazai: *takes her hand* "What do you think is the best way to kill yourself~?"

frances: ......*blink*

yosano: *covers his mouth* please excuse him, he's a bit....

Kunikida: "Idiotic." *staring at the door*

Dazai: OxO;

girl: OvO

Kunikida: "Who is the small child outside?"

girl: WE ARE YOUNG LADY THANK YOU! *takes a seat* you, in the bolo-tie...

Kunikida: "???"

girl: you're the one with the nullifying ability, yes?

Dazai: OwO "Yeeeeeeeeeeeah?"

girl: excellent! we'll need a sample of your blood, if that isnt too much to ask!

Dazai: OWO;;;;;; "...I think the Vampire Kunikida keeps some in a fridge--"

Kunikida: *smashes a fist into Dazai's head*

frances: OvO;

girl: OxO

Kunikida: "THERE'S YOUR BLOOD!"

Dazai: *collapsed on the table*

girl:....it's a bit contaminated, that bit.... we have a needle and container here! *holding the needle out*

Kunikida: "...Not the weirdest I've seen today, but suspicious."

frances: now, miss yoshimoto, please do try not to overdo it on him ^^;

yoshimoto: we'll be careful ^^ this is an important research thing, after all!

Dazai: XwX *sleep muttering*

-jab-

Dazai: Q____Q *howls*

-elsewhere-

rowena: how's she feeling this morning?

Anya: *sighs* "Sleeping, breathing a bit more easily..."

rowena: thats good to know.

Anya: "Still, she may need to see someone professional..."

rowena: should we take her to the hospital?

Anya: "I would call--I'm not as familiar with doctors for her age..."

-elsewhere-

emily: here's the place.

Steinbeck: "Okay. We don't know much about what he will be like, so let's approach this calmly--"

twain: *knock knock*

Steinbeck: "?! I wasn't finished warning--"

*Door slams into Steinbeck's face*

???: *bark bark bark*

twain: O_O;;;

*The dog rushes at Twain*

twain: *runs* SCREEEEEE!!!! Q~Q;;;

baum: OxO;

???: "Bite, Spencer! Go for the neck!"

twain: NO! DONT GO FOR THE NECK!!

emily: SIT BOY!

Spencer: OwO *sits* "..."

baum:...wow.

???: "?! Huh...He rarely listens to others..."

Steinbeck: *still crushed behind the door*

twain: TTwTT em you're a hero.

???: "..." *whaps Twain in the shin with his cane* "No solicitors! You try to sell me one more magazine, I'm calling the cops!"

twain: OW! WHY DO OLD PEOPLE KEEP BEATING ME UP!? Q~Q

emily: sir, we're with the guild!

???: "...Spencer!"

Spencer: *runs inside*

???: *slams the door shut--pulling Steinbeck's body with the door*

Steinbeck: X_X

-and so-

???: -_-; "I don't recall saying you could come in..."

Hemingway: *staring at dog biscuits* "..." *nom*

Spencer: *growls at Hemingway*

dorothy: *takes a dog treat from her bag and hands it to spencer*

Spencer: OwO *sniffs...takes it* ^w^

Steinbeck: *holding an ice pack to his head, leaning against a stack of newspapers...from 15 years ago...*

emily: what do you remember of the old guild?

Salinger: "It was full of phonies."

emily: care to elaborate?

Salinger: "It was a crummy time--intrigue, flashy attempts to show off power and wealth, bunch of holier-than-thou talk about 'changing the world'...I didn't need that..." *picks up a book*

emily: i...see. *sweatdrop*

Salinger: "I was never one for 'team playing.' I set out with my own goal--!!! Why am I even telling you lollygaggers this?!"

twain: *shrug*

Steinbeck: -_-; "What were you planning do to upon leaving--"

*BANG*

*A stack of books drop onto the table*

emily: oh dear.

Hemingway: *picks one up* "...You're a writer?"

twain: coolio!

Steinbeck: "You're published?"

Salinger: "..."

emily: *examines*

*It looks like a manuscript...Behind Salinger is an old typewriter...and an equally old 1990s laptop*

emily: wow.

Salinger: "?! Wh-What? I didn't say read it! ..." -\\\\- "...Wh-What do you think?"

emily: it's nice. ^^

Salinger: "Y-You're just saying that, old...you."

emily: no really.

Salinger: "..." T\\\T "Wait here--I got more you can read!" *stands up--too fast* "Ow!" *clutches his cane*

emily: easy now, easy...

-elsewhere-

shiori: *staaaaare*

Yumi: "??? Sweetie?"

shiori: pretty dresses. *shiny eyes, looking in a store window*

Yumi: ^^ "Want to go inside?"

shiori: uu! uuu!

-elsewhere

erina: *sigh* finally back home... *enters lobby*....!! j-j-jordan!

Jordan: "???"

erina: w-what brings you here? ^///^;

Jordan: "..." Q\\\\Q "I-I was worried?"

erina:...*smiles* thanks...

Jordan: ^\\\\^ "How was the trip? Family?"

erina:....it was nice.... (i didnt tell them what happened with.....)

Jordan: *nods* "...So...Um...Looking forward to getting back into the swing of things?"

erina: yeah.

Jordan: "..." ^\\\\^;;;;

erina:.....*hug*

Jordan: "!!! ..." *hug, pat pat*

erina:....*whimpering*

Jordan: "?? What's wrong?"

erina: he's still in me head......i cant get him out......

Jordan: "Wh-Who?"

erina: do-dos...*hic* he-he's right behind me...staring right at me.....

Jordan: "???" *looks*

*He's sees nothing*

Jordan: "..."

erina: im scared....he's going to get out, he's going to come for me....i dont know what to do...

Jordan: "...Erina, I--"

Allison: "Erina!"

erina: !!! alli!

Allison: Q_Q *hug, pushing Jordan aside*

Jordan: ._.;

erina: !! *hug* ^^;

Allison: "What's wrong?"

erina: c-can we get to our room?

Allison: *nods* *looks at Jordan* "..."

-upstairs, she explains all that happened-

Allison: "..." *sigh* "This is not enough..."

erina:....i need help....

Allison: *nods* "Doctor?"

erina:...yeah...

Allison: *gentle smile* "That will help..."

-morning-

frances: *decorating her office with flowers* ^^~♪

???: "H-How did it go?"

frances: it went quite well, i think. ^^

???: "..." *nod nod* "Good. G-Good..."

frances:....^^ the flowers tell me such interesting things~

???: "Like what?"

frances: secrets.

???: -___-

frances: ^^

-elsewhere-

emily: *making breakfast*

baum: *also making breakfast*

Salinger: *asleep...in his chair* *snore*

Steinbeck: *asleep on the couch*

Hemingway: *asleep...standing straight up, clutching his harpoon*

baum: he never seems to let go of that thing, does he?

emily: seems not...

Spencer: *paws at Baum*

baum: *pat pat*

Spencer: ^w^ *wags tail*

Salinger: *loud snort--waking himself up* "...Wh-What are you doing?" *looking around for his cane*

dorothy: *hands the cane over*

Salinger: "..." *snatches it, grumbles*

dorothy: ....

baum: you could at least be thankful.

Salinger: "...Where you even get ingredients?" *walks into the kitchen, opens the cupboard, pulls out a box of cereal and a bowl*

emily: did grocery shopping last evening.

Salinger: "I'm not paying you!"

emily: i didnt ask to be. ^^;

Salinger: "GOOD!" *sets out a dog bowl, opens the cupboard, pours in Spencer's dog food*

emily: if you have anything else you wanted to share with us about the other old guild members, let us know. if not, we'll take our leave.

Salinger: =_= "..." *hands her a book*

emily: *examines it*

*It's an atlas, with locations marked on it...Some have some odd writing--"Archive," "Trove," and a few names of Guild members marked on the maps*

emily: thank you very much mr salinger!

Salinger: "...If you need reading material, I got lots of it...Some of it fiction...I wrote..."

emily: maybe we could introduce you to poe someday. i think you'd get along....maybe.

Salinger: "...Hmph." *sits down with his cereal* "Subway lines aren't that hard for your Poe to navigate to visit..."

emily: you'd be surprised. *sweatdrop*

Salinger: "...Sounds like the person needs a guide dog..." *pets Spencer*

emily: well he has a raccoon, so i guess it counts? ^^;

Salinger: "...You're snowing me."

emily: ^^; eh?

-elsewhere-

christa: *reading*

shiori: *looking* ^^

Yumi: "She's really improving at speech and reading."

marie: i know~ ^^

Yumi: "She starts preschool in the fall?"

marie: *she nods* im so excited~!!

Yumi: "Will this increase your availability for some work?"

marie: perhaps.

Yumi: "Well, I know it will be a lot of work...I hope it works out for Christa."

-elsewhere-

lisa: ...

Vulcan: "Lisa?"

lisa: yeah?

Vulcan: "I brought you some tea..."

lisa:...thanks.

Vulcan: "How was your nap?"

lisa: it went well...

Vulcan: "That's good...Hungry?"

lisa: yeah.

Vulcan: "What you up for? Some leftover pasta or...?"

lisa: ....pizza?

Vulcan: "Sure! I'll heat it up..."

-elsewhere-

Tool: "All set?" *lifts Mana's suitcase*

Bryn: "..."

mana: yeah....*nods at bryn*

Bryn: "Heading home, then?"

mana: yeah.

Bryn: "...Well, if you ever get to my neck of the woods, look me up--my kids can bunk with you."

mana: hehe, ok. ^^

Bryn: "Then we'll have our rematch..." *pats her own injured arm*

-elsewhere-

shinra:....boooored.

Arthur: "..." *spits paper wad through a straw at him*

shinra: =_=;

Akitaru: "Break it up, you two...I got something to keep you busy."

shinra: oh?

Akitaru: "Someone wants you two to run an errand..."

shinra: what kind?

Akitaru: "Well...One of the Bridages needs some help...'babysitting.'"

shinra: oh boy.

Arthur: "Who are we--"

hanako: *staaaare*

shinra: O_O;;;

Arthur: "...Can't her parents afford real babysitters and not Shinra?"

shinra: D8<

Akitaru: "Well, this will be a valuable experience for you both! Firefighters have to know how to address a variety of people and keep them calm in the most trying of circumstances. If you can't do that, you don't have any right to be a firefighter."

shinra:.....

Akitaru: "...Need pointers for taking care of kids?"

shinra: yes please.

-elsewhere-

Magaki: "..." *sits in the library* "..."

tsugumi: find anything you like?

Magaki: "??? Um...I think? It's...an odd story...Who are you?"

tsugumi: my name's tsugumi. im a student here. ^^

Magaki: "...Magaki. Student."

tsugumi: nice to meet you, magaki ^^

Magaki: "...Likewise. Have you been here long?"

tsugumi: yeah.

Magaki: "Hmm..." <Japanese?>

tsugumi: <yes, actually!>

Magaki: "!!!" <Oh, good...This language is incredibly difficult...>

tsugumi: <do you want help?>

Magaki: <Yes!> "...I mean, if you would not mind..."

-elsewhere

Anya: [and make sure she keeps up her fluids!]

EF: [will do]

Anya: [good.] *looks around*

-elsewhere-

stocking:.....hey kid?

Kid: "Yes?"

stocking: *hug from behind and neck nibble*

Kid: O\\\\\O "Mmm~" =\\\\=

stocking: *lick lick*

Kid: "St-Stocking--" *giggles*

stocking: you like that~?

Kid: "Y-Yes..." *leans back into her--rubbing against her*

stocking: hmhm~ *leaving love bites along his neck and back*

Kid: *moans, pants lightly*

stocking: *pushes him onto the bed*

Kid: "Oh~?"

stocking: i have something special for you~ im going to have you screaming by the time im done~

Kid: OwO;;;;

-elsewhere-

Kafka: *washing plates* "..." *sighs*

leroux: *assisting with his hair tied back*

Kafka: "...Did we really need so many dishes tonight? They went overboard and left us with the plates..."

leroux: boss's orders. *humming*

Kafka: -____-# "I swear, this is on purpose..."

leroux: hmm...

Kafka: *wipes his hands* "...I deserve better..."

leroux: well, not much you can do about it now. just take the tides as they come along, i suppose...

Kafka: -_-; "I don't take well to water..."

leroux: figure of speech, <my friend>

Kafka: *grumbles* "I'm not someone who just goes with the flow...I have set parameters..." *drying a plate...and spots stuck food on it* "!!! I put the right amount of soap on this one!"

leroux: want me to help?

Kafka: "..." *hands the plate* "...Please."

leroux: ^^ *cleaning*

Kafka: "...And you're comfortable with this kind of work?"

leroux: i've done lots of cleaning in the past. ^^

Kafka: "...I always had someone else do this..."

leroux: wouldnt hurt you to try, yourself.

Kafka: -_-; "...I'm not one who learns new things..."

leroux: you're doing well now. and you still keep up with practice. ^^

Kafka: -\\\\- "Sh-Shhh...I'm just, you know...fiddling with it."

leroux:....*chuckle*

Kafka: "...!!! St-Stop that! I didn't mean that...joke?"

-elsewhere-

Mika: "..."

lacus: *listening in*

krul: so what is the urgent meeting for.

heller: things got bad here!

skelter: really bad! everyone's either dead, missing or captured!

heller: please help us! the attackers went to death city!

skelter: death city!

lest: death city, hm? i didnt think the DWMA would bother with our affairs.

skelter: not them! C3!

heller: C3!

Urd: "...Sounds serious."

krul: tch-, well that sounds pretty bad....very well, if it's a war they're declaring. consider it declared. ferid, i have a task for you.

Ferid: "You know I aim only to please~"

krul: ... well you can start by gathering a team to investigate the matter.

Ferid: "And I know the first person..." *opens the door* "Lacus, Mika..."

lacus: *stumbles back* we werent eavesdropping! ^v^;

Mika: -_-;

Ferid: "You're up."

lacus: for what? OvO; *pretending he didnt hear*

Ferid: "We're traveling to the City of Death..."

lacus: sounds fun, right mika? *elbow nudge*

Mika: "Don't nudge me."

lacus: is rene coming too?

Ferid: "If it makes you happy, of course~ The more the merrier!"

lacus: SWEET! *runs* RENEEEEEE! RENE RENE RENEEEE! GREAT NEWS! WE'RE HEADING TO DEATH CITY AND IT'S GONNA BE AWESOME!

Rene: *his fingers grab Lacus's lips, closing them shut* "Please, not so loud indoors."

lacus: but isnt it awesome! i wonder if its like what we see in the movies and books? we have to get a souviner! i've always wondered if american blood tastes different from japanese blood, or is it the same? it reminds me of that whole ketchup debate a while back.

Rene: "..."

Mika: -_-#

lacus: sorry, im just excited. ^^;

Rene: "Just keep focused..."

lacus: right, right. *intense stare*

Rene: "...Blink."

lacus: i didnt forget to blink!

guard: *sweatdrop*

guard 2: never a dull moment, eh mika?

Mika: *grumbles*

-elsewhere-

hyakuya: *wakes up in a cold sweat* *pant pant*........*sigh*...*gets up and goes to the kitchenette to get some water*

Kimizuki: "Shouldn't you be asleep?" *walks in*

hyakuya: cant...*siiiips* shouldnt _you_?

Kimizuki: "...I had a headache. So I need something to eat while I take some medicine..." *opens cupboard* "...Where are my cookies?"

hyakuya: blame that tsurugi guy.

Kimizuki: "...Pardon me--I have to hurt Mr Tsurugi."

hyakuya: dont let the door hit you in the ass on youre way out.

Kimizuku: *knocks on Tsurugi's door--until it comes off the hinges*

hyakuya: .....

-elsewhere-

Gogol: "..." *kicks the sheets off, murmuring*

lydia: *on guard duty*

Ivan: *yawns* <What now?>

lydia: <just keeping an eye out.>

Ivan: <We've moved around so much...How likely is it we'll be found here?>

lydia:.....<i cant be certain...>

Ivan: *sighs, takes out playing cards*

lydia: *takes a seat*

Ivan: <Know the rules?>

lydia: <i think so.>

Ivan: *deals out the cards* "..." <When will he return?>

lydia:... <someday.>

Ivan: "..." *sniff* <I-I suppose...>

lydia:...*pats his back*

Ivan: <Th-Thanks...>

lydia: <anytime, vanya.>

Ivan: "..." *holds up his cards* <Got any 2's?>

-elsewhere-

emily: *examining the notebook*

Steinbeck: "He sure trusted you..."

emily: *smiles*

Steinbeck: "..." *smiles* "So, Lee's location is in there?"

emily: yep.

Steinbeck: "That's convenient...Maybe it has some other information. For example, what is that 'archive' on the map?"

emily: perhaps a guild archive?

Steinbeck: "That'd be interesting...Surprised Fitzgerald hadn't brought it up..."

emily: hmm

Hemingway: "Maybe Baum can be useful there--can sort the books..."

baum: =3= i can fight! right dorothy?

dorothy: ...

Steinbeck: "...Anyway, let's pull over soon--Twain is getting fidgety."

twain: i need to go take a leak! >3<

Hemingway: "Rest stop is 40 minutes away. Need it any sooner? We pull over or you go in the empty bottle."

-elsewhere-

Walter: *asleep...in a sleeping bag...in the living room...in front of his game system...* =w= "Zzz..."

kuniko:....that guy knows how to live life.

Gin: "Indeed."

higuchi: *sleeping on the couch*

Gin: "..." *picks her up carefully*

higuchi: =/////=

Gin: *carries her* "Good night, Kuniko..."

kuniko: night.

-morning-

Kid: =\\\\= *sleep clinging to Stocking*

stocking:....*makes a call* morning mom, happy birthday.

felisia: thanks sweetie. ^^

Mephisto: *smiles, setting down a plate*

-elsewhere-

chie: *wearing a birthday hat* =///=

Yohei: ^^; "And Tool should be bringing Mana back to help celebrate..."

-knock-

mana: we're home!

Tool: *bringing in luggage*

Shotaro: "Mana!" *glomp-hug*

mana: ah! s-showtaro! my arm!

Tool: *pulls Shotaro away* -_-#

Shotaro: ^^; "Sorry..."

mana: it's fine. sore, but i forgive you.

Shotaro: "Thanks..."

Emine: "Hello, Loser."

mana: -_- emine.

lin-kimpur: we have cake.

Assi: *nom*

Tool: *picks up Io*

io: haha!

Tool: ^^ "How you doing, kiddo?"

io: ookee!

Tool: "Great!"

-elsewhere-

Jun: *cutting up fruit*

mitsuba: aw yeah, smoothie time!

Jun: ^^ "Any ingredients we're missing?"

mitsuba: nope. looks good.

Jun: "Then we just take the blender--!!! WHAT DID THEY PUT IN THIS THING?!"

mitsuba: ._.

Jun: "It looks like...seaweed and smells like...chalk?"

hyakuya: clean it out?

Jun: "...I think I'll need a hazmat suit first..."

-elsewhere-

reimi: you look great, miss kirei!

kirei: *smiles*

fang-hua: congrats again. *claps*

Tsukiyo: TwT *nod nod*

kirei: ^///^ thank you. my chest is fluttering like crazy...

Tsukiyo: "Well, if it makes you feel better, I think the groom is nervous, too..."

kirei: ^^;

-meanwhile-

kabuki: just remember to breathe, ok?

Benimaru: "..." *inhales* "Right...I do feel much calmer now..."

*Three buildings behind him are collapsed*

Konro: ^^;

-and so-

kirei: *smiles*

Benimaru: *stands beside her...looking forward...his hand reaches for hers...*

kirei: ^////^

Shrine Head: *pours sake into a large cup, handing it to Benimaru*

Benimaru: *sips...hands it to Kirei*

kirei: *takes a sip and smiles*

Shrine Head: "And now, the groom will recite vows he has written..."

Benimaru: "..." *gulps...*

Konro: *hands cards in Benimaru's handwriting to him*

Benimaru: "..." *shakes lightly...ground trembles a bit under his feet...*

kirei: *holding his hand*

Benimaru: "..." *steadies himself* "...Kirei...You have been...You are a stable force...I could not imagine life without you..."

kirei: *smiles* i feel the same. im not exactly good with speeches lke this, but even so, i love you dearly. ^///^

Benimaru: *smiles* *nods* "Yes, I love you, too..."

reimi: awwww!

fang-hua: shh.

Tsukiyo: TwT

Shrine Head: *hands Kirei a sakaki tree* "May your marriage persist, like this tree..."

kirei: *takes it and smiles*

Shrine Head: "May the spirits watch over you and provide you with the family you deserve, and the happiness we all want for you."

kirei: ^^

Benimaru: *smiles...carefully takes Kirei's hand, slipping the ring onto her finger*

Konro: *holding the ring for Kirei to put onto Benimaru *

kirei: *places the ring onto benimaru's finger* *blush*

Benimaru: .\\\\.

Shrine Head: *claps twice* "Congratulations to the bride and groom."

kabuki: congratulations~! ^^

fang-hua: congrats!

Tsukiyo: *crying*

Konro: QwQ

Benimaru: "..." *smiles, holds Kirei's hand*

kirei: ^/////^

*Applause in the shrine*

kirei: *smooch*

Benimaru: "Mmm..." *returns the kiss*

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *looking at a calendar* "..."

higuchi: hard to believe its halfway through march already....

Chuuya: *nods* "Passing quickly..." *sighs*

higuchi:...you want us to watch sonia for you for a while or...?

Chuuya: "..." *nods* "Just for today."

higuchi: ok.

-elsewhere-

kyouko: rin? time to ea-....are you ok?

Rin: *watching TV* Q___Q "What a beautiful ceremony..." T~T "Such a gorgeous dress...and that scenery..."

kyouko: um...hello? earth to riiin? *waves hand in front of his face*

Rin: *sniffs* "I-I need a moment!" *typing posts on social media*

kyouko: *sweatdrop*

Rin: "I want a wedding like that--maybe not the sake..."

kyouko: maybe one day, who knows.

Rin: Q____Q "...I want to eat my feelings now."

-elsewhere-

yana:....

Ivan: <Oh, Young Master~ Now with your leg healed, I'm sure you're ready to jump up and get back to 110% work effort!>

yana: <still sore though....>

Ivan: <Want to walk with me?>

yana:...sure....

Ivan: ^w^ "Lovely weather outside..."

yana:....i guess so....

Ivan: "Want me to bring in flowers?"

yana: sure, knock yourself out.

Ivan: "Glorious~! Maybe we can make arrangements...What's your favorite flower?"

yana: i've never really thought of it, to be totally honest with you.

Ivan: "Hmm...You remind me of the Adonis."

yana: oh?

Ivan: "It represents memories..."

yana: ....is that right?

Ivan: "Memories of regret."

yana:....oh....

Ivan: "...We all have them. I mean, I forgot mine..." *taps his head* "But new ones replace those old ones."

yana: .....

Ivan: "It sometimes requires moving on...Or talking about it. Or channeling it..."

-elsewhere-

atsushi: .////. h-hi lucy.

Lucy: .\\\\. "...Hi. ...How are you?"

atsushi: *hands her a box* IGOTYOUSOMETHING! >////<

Lucy: "!!! Jeez--you about made me jump out of my skin...Um...Thank you." *nods* "..." *unwraps and opens*

-inside is an amethyst brooch-

Lucy: "..." Q\\\\Q "...It's beautiful...How did you...?"

atsushi: i saved up a lot of money for it. i hope you like it. ^///^;

Lucy: "I love it! Thank you--" *hug*

atsushi: O///O .... =/////= *tail wagging*

Lucy: *strokes his head, kisses his cheek*

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *holding flowers at a grave* ".....Hey there...Sorry, I wanted to visit sooner..."

-…-

mana: hello? CN?

Chuuya: *knife out, turns, aims at her throat*

mana: *grabs his arm and tosses him*

Chuuya: "!!!" *on his back--but he still holds her arm, twists slightly*

mana: ah!

Chuuya: "Heard your steps. Saw you favoring the other arm...Only a few people call me 'CN.' Who sent you?"

mana: *hands him a note*

Chuuya: *looks at it* "...Oh, for crying out loud--"

-…-

{Abernathy: Q~Q *crying in the corner*}

{Chuuya: -___-;}

{Abernathy: "Some day, I'm going to have a robot suit--and then I'll show her who's boss!"}

{Chuuya: "Just cry it out..."}

Chuuya: -_______- *sighs* "What do I owe you, kid?"

mana: he said you would train me or something?

Chuuya: "...Must be serious. How is he?"

mana: alive, but a bit bitter about his robot suit being stolen.

Chuuya: "...He's still trying that? ...Nea embarrassed him, didn't she?"

mana: if by 'embarrassed' you mean threatening to probably grind his balls into a fine powder, then yes.

Chuuya: "...Oh, the good old days..." *sighs* "..." *writes something on the note* "Meet me there."

mana: hmm...

Chuuya: "Alone." *it marks an abandoned water plant in the slums*

mana:....noted.

Chuuya: "...Leave. I want to be alone."

mana:.....*exits*

Chuuya: "...Rain, what even was that..." *sighs* "Guess it would keep me busy..." *rubs the back of his neck*

-elsewhere-

Kid: *exhales*

stocking: still sore? ^^;

Kid: ^^; "Maybe..."

stocking: aww. do you want a bath?

Kid: T\\\T *nod nod*

-elsewhere-

Kyoka: *looking downstairs* "..."

sylvia: *peeeeks downstairs*

Kyoka: "...Odd neighbors..."

sylvia: scary....

Kyoka: "...I think we need to investigate--"

aya: want me to rough 'em up?

kenji: ^^

-a young boy with orange hair pokes his head up to look at them-

boy: hey, those agency kids are looking down here.

Kyoka: "!!! So much for investigating..."

kenji: howdy there. ^^

boy: *raises a brow at them* may i help you?

Kyoka: "...Hello. We were curious how your move into this office was working out."

boy: it's been fine. the boss is still getting unpacked. must she have so many damn flowers in her office? =_=;

Kyoka: "Botanist?"

boy: she just really likes flowers. she talks to them sometimes.... th'boss is weird like that.

Kyoka: "...Where are you from?"

boy: im from scotland. the boss is from england

kenji: wow! cool!

Kyoka: "Rather far from Death City..."

boy: yes, it sure is. as for yoshimoto, i think she's local.

Kyoka: "Hmm...Surprised we have not encountered her before."

boy: she was originally with city hall and works for the special abilities department as a researcher.

aya: is that why she wanted dazai's blood?

boy: yeah, she's working on an ability suppressant drug for more dangerous ability users.

Kyoka: "...How...candid."

boy: my coworkers are....odd. to say the least.

aya: same.

Kyoka: *nods* "Who's the Dazai in your group?"

boy: who?

Kyoka: "Who in your group is the weirdo?"

boy: yoshimoto's pretty weird.

yoshimoto: we take a bit of offence to that, barrie!

barrie: =-=

Kyoka: " 'Barrie'?"

barrie: James Matthew Barrie. at your service.

Kyoka: "...Long name."

barrie: just barrie is fine.

Kyoka: *nods* "Very well."

-elsewhere-

hyakuya: *tense*

shinoa: ...she's been like this all day now...

mitsuba: she probably didnt get enough sleep.

Kimizuki: "...Was up again."

mitsuba: told ya.

Yoichi: *looks worried* "Hmm..."

hyakuya: i _can_ hear you guys. =_=#

shinoa: we're just looking out for you.

hyakuya: i know, i know, but im fine, really...just a bit on edge is all...

Yoichi: "Is there...anything we can do?"

hyakuya:....well, we have time off. maybe go into town?

mitsuba: sounds great!

Yoichi: *small smile* "Maybe get bubble tea?"

mitsuba: yeah!

hyakuya: for-eyes is driving.

Kimizuki: -___- "I'll put you all in baby seats..."

shinoa: to be fair, you're the only one with a driver's license.

Kimizuki: "...Good point." *grabs the keys*

-elsewhere-

lacus: soooo we're staying in vegas?

chess: um, yeah? so it doesnt draw too much attention to us, duh!

lacus: niiiice! i heard the night life there is on point!

Crowley: *small smile* "Seems practical."

chess: ^u^

Horn: "Hmmm...Not the most austere city..."

chess: the lights are gonna be so cool to see though.

lacus: vegas hype! vegas hype!

lacus + chess: vegas hype! vegas hype!

Horn: -_- "Chess, calm down."

chess: =3=;

lacus: oooi, rene, mika, isnt this awesome?

Mika: "..." *turns away*

Rene: "I suppose this is the best we can do for now."

chess: do you think we'll get to attack humans here?

Rene: "I would advise patience."

Horn: *nods*

Crowley: "I'm inclined to agree."

chess: *pouty face* darn.

-elsewhere-

sachiko: *checking patients notes*

Dr. John: "Updates?"

sachiko: mr morris is doing better after surgery.

Dr. John: "That's good..."

sachiko:.... -_- jake, get your feet off the desk.

Jake: "I'm booooooooored..."

sachiko: -_- *siiiigh*

-elsewhere-

Alone: "We staying or what?"

mimeca: *sewing plushfix back up*

PlushFix: "Let me get my limbs back first, goddamn!"

Alone: OxO

PlushFix: -^- "...I need to make up for this embarrassing experience..."

mimeca: ^^~<3

hina: and sword girl still isnt back...

PlushFix: "She get arrested?"

hina: havent seen anything in police reports...

PlushFix: "Too risky to check personally...Oh, well--let's celebrate my survival--beer and hookers for all!"

Alone: owo; "...Salt Lake may be a dry town--"

PlushFix: "..." Q_Q

hina:....vegas?

Alone: "Yeah! We can re-group with the others! They were trying to find some info..."

PlushFix: *sniffs, wipes his face* "O-Okay...I'm going to demolish that town..."

Alone: ^w^ *sympathetic pat*

-elsewhere-

miura: *recieving updates*

ayako: ^w^~

Motojiro: "How's it going?"

-ding-

ayako: it's finished!

miura: *sigh* much better.

Motojiro: "Ooooh...What can she do now?"

ayako: she now has a radio and music program installed!

miura: *singing double lariat*

leo: *claps*

Motojiro: OwO *thumbs up*

-elsewhere-

shinoa: *looking at a plaza directory* alright, where to next?

Kimizuki: "Perhaps the bookstore for--"

hyakuya: FUCK! *she's trying her hand at the claw machine* this damn thing is rigged. =n=#

Yoichi: "Maybe press the button right before it reaches..."

hyakuya: maybe....

Yoichi: "Want me to try?"

hyakuya: sure, go ahead.

Yoichi: *moves the claw...presses the button right before it reaches--*

-success!-

Yoichi: "Oh, good!" *smiles*

mitsuba: congrats yoichi!

hyakuya: good for you. 737

Yoichi: "??? But it's for you--that's why I played it."

hyakuya: eh? y-you sure? i mean, you won fair and square-

Yoichi: *nods* "Of course. That's what any teammate would do."

hyakuya: .... r-right....

Kimizuki: "Well, if we're through with games, perhaps you all need new socks?"

-elsewhere-

Tsukiyo: *snores*

kabuki: *carrying her* must have tuckered herself out, huh?

Konro: "It was quite a ceremony...and I think she was little overly wrought by the Commander no longer being available."

kabuki: well, there's plenty of fish in the see......and i see the commander's other admirer has set their sights upon you now, captain. fufu ^^

Konro: O_O "Wait, what--"

fang-hua: lucky you. ^^;

Konro: -_-;

Tsukiyo: =w= *cuddle*

kabuki:... we should get her to bed now.

fang-hua: good call.

-elsewhere-

kinuta:....sunset......time for mama to shine~ *getting dressed for a night out*

*ring ring*

kinuta: hello~?

Kurogiri: "You have a mission."

kinuta: what's up?

Kurogiri: "A few local heroes will be at a charity event. We need you to get some information about them..."

kinuta: just leave it to me~<3

Kurogiri: "Stay focused--don't get outed. We need information--no killing."

kinuta: i got it.

Kurogiri: "I'm emailing to your phone their profiles..."

kinuta: thanks~

*Files seem to be local Las Vegas heroes--different abilities, ages, genders, backgrounds*

kinuta: hmmm...

*Their quirks seem to inclue speed, enhanced vision, telepathy--*

Kurogiri: "I think your magic may be useful to counteract their quirks."

kinuta: *grins*

-elsewhere-

hans: *phew* *she just finished doing some cleaning*

Gin: "Thirsty?" *brings in a tray of water*

hans: thank you....so you and your brother...

Gin: "...Yes?"

hans: you grew up in the slums, right?

Gin: "...If you call that 'growing up.'"

hans:...i can relate. after my mother died, i was left to the mercy of the streets as well.

leo: .........

Gin: "...I'm sorry."

hans: ...im grateful that johann found me when he did, otherwise my story would have ended in an alley in the snow....

Gin: "...You care a great deal for him."

hans: yeah... *blushes* as eccentric as he is, he's a good person deep down. a lazy hedonist, but a good intentioned person none-the-less.

Gin: "Hmm...Well, he did take us in--"

leo: i was told that freezing was a peaceful way to die......

hans: ._.;

leo:....sorry, that was uncalled for....

hans: ...eheheh... ^^;

leo: but i can understand the coldness...

Gin: "..." *pats Leo's shoulder*

leo:...thank you.

hans: a-am i missing something?

-leo explains-

hans:...... Q_____Q you poor thing!

leo: it hurts, but i'm getting better now. i have motojiro, katya, pushkin and the others here with me. *smiles*

Gin: "All to be thankful for..."

hans: *double hug* us slum sisters have to stick together, y'know! TT~TT

Gin: .\\\\.;

leo: ^^;

Gin: "..." *clears her throat* "So...Um, more drinks? I mean, nothing alcoholic for Leo--"

hans: well, we could try the in-house bar. orange juice for leo-

???: CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!

hans: ???

leo: ._.; oh dear.

katya: *downing booze*

pushkin: you got this, kati! you fuckin got this!

naoya: *also downing booze*

Tachihara: "Damn...Like watching...some liquid quickly...falling?"

Akutagawa: "..."

Tachihara: >_< "Shut up! I couldn't think of anything!"

higuchi: should we stop them before someone gets hurt?

Gin: "...Maybe everyone just needs a release."

hirotsu: i've made sure they both get some water in there so their hangovers arent too horrible.

Gin: *nods* "Amazed Goethe isn't competing."

etta: he went to sleep already.

Gin: "Thank goodness..."

-elsewhere-

Benimaru: =\\\\= "Zzz..."

kirei: *nuzzle* u///u

Benimaru: "..." *holds her* "...Hi."

kirei: *smiles* *cheek kiss*

Benimaru: *smiles* "Thank you...my bride..."

kirei: hehe~ ^///^

Benimaru: *cuddles* "...This feels good."

kirei: im glad.....u///u you're warm.

Benimaru: "...You, too."

kirei: i love you.

Benimaru: "I love you, too..." *kiss*

kirei: ^///^

Benimaru: "..." *holds her hand*

-elsewhere-

Arthur: "--and then we throw the Hoods into a volcano." *hangs up the last drawing on the wall*

Relan: "...You're so impatient to defeat them...that you drew a comic of it..."

Akitaru: "...And nailed said drawings to the wall."

Arthur: "...The wait is interminable."

tamaki: .....*sweatdrop*

hanako:....*sips her capri sun, staring at arthur judgmentally*

Akitaru: "Okay, enough of this--Arthur, take Hanako out for a walk."

shinra:.... Q-Q

Akitaru: "..." *pat pat*

shinra: TT~TT;; im trying, but she doesnt like me. i really am doing my best.

Akitaru: "Well, what did you try?"

shinra: i've tried playing games? talking to her, everything!

Akitaru: "Well, given who her parents are, think how they would treat her...Maybe she likes something fancy?"

shinra: maybe....but how would i even afford it??

Akitaru: "It doesn't need to _be_ fancy to _look_ fancy. Maybe play, I don't know, dress up?"

shinra: maybe...

Akitaru: "If you get an imaginative kid to pretend, you can accomplish anything..." *pulls out some colorized printer paper*

shinra:...*smile*

-elsewhere-

Fyodor: "Hello again."

yana: <been a while since the last call.....my leg's healed up now.>

Fyodor: <Good--you needed to get back on your feet.>

yana:...<hah, funny.>

Fyodor: <I thought so. How are the others behaving?>

yana: <well, but anxious to get the next step started...>

Fyodor: <Aren't we all--patience.>

yana: .... <how're the guards treating you?>

Fyodor: -3- <No fun at all...They don't want to talk.>

yana: <you mentioned one guard in particular you took a liking to?>

Fyodor: <Well, the other way around, I'm sure.>

yana: <oh?>

Fyodor: <But she seems to have gone away...>

yana: <that sucks.>

Fyodor: <Well, just have to be flexible--perhaps it will lead to new opportunities.>

yana:...<and what if the butler and nurse find out about this?>

Fyodor: *smiles* <Those, too, are opportunities.>

yana: ....<whatever you say, bossman>

Fyodor: *smiles* <Thatta girl...>

-elsewhere-

Vegas Superhero: *standing on balcony* "Jeez...Hate these crowds..."

kinuta: i know, right? such a pain.

Vegas Superhero: "???" *turns, looks* "...Hey. I was kind of hoping to be alone here..."

kinuta: oh? *cute pout*

Vegas Superhero: "..." *feels their heart skip a beat* .\\\. "..." *looks out at the city* "I mean, I'm not against it..."

kinuta: ^^ *getting a bit closer* still kinda cold out, though~

Vegas Superhero: "..." *feels like they are moving despite themselves* "I suppose so..." *puts an arm around her shoulder*

kinuta: u///u so, you're dynamo, right?

Dynamo: *nod nod* "Y-Yeah?"

kinuta: my sister is a huge fan. ^^

Dynamo: ^\\\\^ "Then I guess I owe her an autograph..."

kinuta: ^^

Dynamo: "..." *stares at her face* "...You seem familiar..."

kinuta: oh?

Dynamo: "..." *stares into her eyes...memories of seeing this face before fade* "...Your eyes are amazing."

kinuta: oh you~ hehe~

Dynamo: "..." *leans towards her*

kinuta: hey now, at least get us a hotel room, then you can tell me about yourself~ ok~?

Dynamo: *smiles* "Well, this charity event did offer me a room..." *holds her hand*

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *lifting the unconscious drunken colleagues with his powers* "Jeez..."

naoya: *asleep and drooling* uehuehue....

katya: nyehehehe...

Chuuya: -_-; "Was this really necessary?"

Kafka: *desperately wiping the table* "And this beer will stain the carpet!"

pushkin: well, at least kati was enjoying herself. ^^

katya: *snort* how'd'y'like meh now, fucker? Zzzzzzz

Tachihara: "Huh--amazed she could put so much away when she's so tiny--"

katya: *sleep kick to the face*

Tachihara: "FUCK!" *clutches his nose*

higuchi: ouch.

Gin: "..." *smirks*

Walter: *giggling* "This was fuuuuuuun..." *he has a beer bottle...one beer bottle...with only a bit of it sipped* "I'm wasted!"

hans: is that really a good idea?

Kafka: -_-; "He just had one sip. ONE. SIP. He was holding the bottle for _three hours_, then had _one_ _sip_."

Walter: *spinning in his video game chair* "Whee!"

leroux: *whines* TT3TT *cuddling his christine doll* im cooold and im lonelyyyyy...

Kafka: "..." *sighs* *puts a blanket over Leroux*

leroux: *whimpering*

etta: its ok, roro. *pat pat*

Kafka: "..."

-elsewhere-

Kepuri: "Still sore after that competition?"

mana: a little bit.

Kepuri: "I guess you have a follow-up doctor's visit? Those were some brutal fights..."

mana: yeah.

Kepuri: "...You should feel good, getting through that--after our own fight was interrupted." -^-

mana: yeah.... ^^; man. hard to think you were our enemy, years ago...

Kepuri: -_- "_Opponent_. And I still want a rematch at some point..." *starts petting some random robo-bug in her lap*

mana: thats two rematches i owe, now, haha!

Kepuri: *jealous mode* "Who's the other one?!" *pets robo-bug too hard*

Robo-bug: *stops purring--* O_o;

mana: OvO

akaderu: easy babe, easy. *shoulder rub*

Kepuri: -\\\\\- *bug purring noise*

Emine: *pokes his head in* "..."

-morning-

Kid: *curled up in bed*

lord death: *checking his temperature*

Kid: *groans*

lord death: want me to call a doctor, kiddo?

Kid: *nods*

stocking: *worried*

Kid: *shivers* *coughs*

-elsewhere-

Dynamo: *passed out in bed*

kinuta: *streeeeetch*

Dynamo: *there is lipstick all over them...but their eyes are wide open, like they are asleep but not*

kinuta:... ^^ *checking his phone, humming*

*Look to be phone numbers of superheros and agencies, as well as some texts...*

kinuta: *browsing*

Text 1: [meeting tomorrow. we continue Project Adams]

kinuta:....*writing this down*

Text 2: [meet us at HQ]

kinuta: ...

-elsewhere-

Todoroki: *thumbing through his phone*

-seems jirou has extended an invite to her house for movie night-

Todoroki: "..." *nervous groan*

fuyumi: whats up?

Todoroki: "...Social event."

fuyumi: ah.

Todoroki: "...Maybe I should go...I don't know."

fuyumi: go on ahead. ^^

Todoroki: "..." *nods* "Just nervous."

fuyumi: *pats his back*

Todoroki: "..." *nods* *texts* [thanks. would you want me to bring anything?]

jirou: [nice! feel free to byos (bring your own snacks)]

Todoroki: [i will. see you then]

-elsewhere-

Chuuya: *passing out the headache medicine*

katya: i had a nice dream last night. i threw a whole chair at fedya, then i ripped his arm off and shoved it right up his ass, then i shoved my arm into his mouth and shook his hand from the inside. before snapping his wrist.

hirotsu:...ok thats it, im getting her a psych eval.

Gin: "Seems normal." *sips tea*

hans: ._.;;

naoya:...ok

Chuuya: "Where are the others?"

hans: asleep still.

Chuuya: "Hmm...Maybe check on them..."

hans: ok..

leroux: *yaaaawn*...morning....

Gin: "Morning. Feel better?"

leroux: a bit nauseous, but alive.

Walter: -~-

-elsewhere-

kinuta: *back in her hotel room* [and that's what i got from it]

Kurogiri: [good. location?]

kinuta: *sends the coordinates*

Kurogiri: [tracking dynamo?]

kinuta: [yes]

Kurogiri: [good. keep an eye on the other heroes. also, where are your peers?]

kinuta: [nofix sent a text that he and the others are one their way to vegas]

Kurogiri: [keep him in check: we do not accept more screw-ups like his last one]

-elsewhere-

#death city days

[perfectgirlisgone]

Gn1- Big Fat Egyptian-Greek Wedding

<p>Six years had passed since the Fearleading Squad graduated from Monster High.<br /> Frankie Stein and Ghoulia Yelps ended up at the same university. They mushed their brains together in their freshmeat year and by sophmoan year they engineered a new form of space travel. They're representing Earth as ambassadors in intergalactic councils. Clawdeen Wolf went to Londoom for school and shared rent with her wonderful big sister. She blew through classes like every night was a full moon and opened a boutique in three years. A larger company copied her ideas, she sued, won the case and has her name-brand in 300 stores around the globe. Lagoona Blue briefly joined a cult that said they'd save the ocean but it involved drowning land-creatures. She would leave the cult and go to Ascarican law school to become an defender of the environment. Also when she got out of the cult she found out Gil carried their son whom she gets to visit every other week at his freshwater-grandparents' house. Abbey thought she'd go back to her village but instead traveled with C.A. Cupid to the Greek Islands. Abbey trained with the Amazons then decided to go into advertisement. Her work was ahead of its time, Abbey was relieved to be recruited by a spy agency, err, she became a florist.<br /> Draculaura got in med school but choose to follow her real passion. She got a BA in Creature Writing from the local community college. She recently re-enrolled at Monster High. She's making new friends but stalks the gang on Skullbook.</p>

<p>Cleo DeNile went to Yell University then interned at Ptolemy Towers. She climbed up the pyramid and became Empress of Boo York City; tycoon queen and fashion icon. In celebration of her success, and since she hadn't seen her friends in months, Cleo invited her school chums to her eighty-story-penthouse, everything covered by her generous hand.</p>

<p>"Ghoulia! Getting contacts was the right way to go!" Cleo said as she hugged her beastie.</p>

<p>Ghoulia hugged tighter, "Thank you, Cleo, and thank you again for the donation towards our lighter hover-boards."</p>

<p>The mummy held up her finger, "Don't mention it, I believe in the cause."</p>

<p>"Oh my, Lagoona he's so big!" Frankie said as her sea-friend showed her baby photos on her phone. "And that thing is..."</p>

<p>Frankie motioned to the large fin on his head. Lagoona smiled, "He'll grow into that."</p>

<p>Abbey chewed on shrimp while Jinafire and Clawdeen discussed strategies for bring Jin into the public. Clawd Wolf talked about his residency at BleedingHeart hospital. Venus and Robecca talked about their vitro-fertilization journey and Iris explained how she was naming the new planet. Careers, failures, new couples, a few babies and bad haircuts; adventures were happening for the grads.</p>

<p>Cleo was chatting with Dr. Jane Boolittle as a scaly hand went to her back.</p>

<p>"Great party, Babe, did you see that new head Beatrice grew?" Deuce said, pointing to the monster across the room.</p>

<p>"Jane, the delectable dinner was provided by Deuce's restaurant. He has two Michescream Stars now." The mummy said while she put an arm around his shoulder.</p>

<p>"Cleo." Deuce whined, almost embarrassed at how she told everyone she met.</p>

<p>"Shut it, let me brag." Cleo demanded happily.</p>

<p>"Aww, and you guys are still together? The pets in the vents were right." Jane said.</p>

<p>The mummy didn't know what she meant but grinned, "I know, we're like lightning caught in a bottle. Frankie said that once about a rare good thing."</p>

<p>"I'm not exactly 'caught', Cleo." Deuce said to his long-time ghoulfriends' expanded eyes. "That needs to change."</p>

<p>Everyone turned around to see Gorgon kneel down and take Cleo's hand.</p>

<p>"Cleo DeNile, I-"</p>

<p>"Yes!" Cleo screamed.</p>

<p>Deuce blinked. "Sweet. I had some other stuff to say-"</p>

<p>"Right, go ahead, but yes!" The mummy said, feeling everyone staring at them.</p>

<p>"You know what? Here." Deuce said as he pulled the ring out Cleo snatched it immediately, slid it on her finger then went to her knees to kiss him.</p>

<p>Of course everyone cheered and clapped. The moment filled Cleo's heart to the brim. She had her planning committee/ bridal party in the same room and the love of her eternal-life in her arms. Nothing could spoil things for her now.</p>

<p>In the DeNile mansion Dedyet walked into the lightless throne-room of her husband. She lit a torch and sighed.</p>

<p>"Ramses." She said, bringing the torch to him, "It could be worse."</p>

<p>The former pharaoh grumbled.</p>

<p>"She's in love, it happens." Dedyet suggested to ease her husband's agony.</p>

<p>"How could she do this to me?" Ramses asked miserably.</p>

<p>"Oh, my shining sun, she's a rebel. All we can do now is love her despite disagreeing." Dedyet said while holding her husband's hand.</p>

<p>Cleo welcomed the million kisses from Medusa's snakes.</p>

<p>Deuce was being kiss-swarmed by his Aunt Euryale who had shaved her head but kissed with her own lips. The engaged couple were on Petros Island with the Gorgon sisters.</p>

<p>"We thought they day would never come!" Euryale said hugging her nephew.</p>

<p>"I always knew." Medusa said, hugging her future daughter-in-law.</p>

<p>"No you didn't." Euryale playfully stated.</p>

<p>"A mother knows, and honestly I would've adopted this one if Deuce hadn't let the lead out."</p>

<p>Medusa said. "Oh Maddy." Cleo said with a laugh.</p>

<p>"Let's talk about reserving Aphrodite's temple, we can't fit the whole family so I'm thinking big screens on the mountain."</p>

<p>Stheno the eldest said. "I'm thinking peonys!"</p>

<p>Euryale gasped, "And tarantula-brown dresses!"</p>

<p>"Aunt E, I don't think we-" Cleo interrupted, "I love tarantulas, Auntie. You have wonderful taste."</p>

<p>"Good girl." Euryale said, pinching Cleo's chin. The male gorgon pulled his fiance to the side.</p>

<p>"Why are you lying?"</p>

<p>"I'm pleasing the family." Cleo whispered, "Even if I have to wear taffeta."</p>

<p>Deuce took Cleo's hand, "Babe, I appreciate that but it's our day, I'm choosing the menu and you are planning everything else like you really want to."</p>

<p>The mummy squeezed his hand, "What I really want is our family, friends and loyal subj- fans to be there for us. And see us be perfect."</p>

<p>"Lovebugs, we're carving you a new table for the wedding." Stheno said with an axe in hand.</p>

<p><em>Not like I have connections to dealers from my time</em>, Cleo thought, "I would like that very much, Auntie."</p>

<p>In the Lovecraft Asylum the eldest DeNile daughter sat in the garden and soaked up the sun. One of the butterfly nurses brought Nefera her meds. Nefera kicked the meds out of the cup.</p>

<p>"Tell the monsterazzi they can eat me." Nefera said. "Fetch me a chai-tea."</p>

<p>"Well done, my daughter." Ramses said as he and his wife approached their first born.</p>

<p>"Darling, if we put your meds in something pretty would you take them?" Dedyet asked.</p>

<p>"Does 'pretty' mean diamonds and rubies at a spa?" Nefera asked.</p>

<p>"Yes." Ramses said the exact time Dedyet said, "Maybe."</p>

<p>Nefera grumbled then asked, "It's not a holiday. Why are you two here?"</p>

<p>Ramses sighed deeply, "Tragedy has struck again."</p>

<p>"Ramses," Dedyet warned, "Your sister is engaged. To the boy."</p>

<p>Nefera sneered, "And you put me in the asylum."</p>

<p>"Nefera, if we can convince Cleo to let you come to the wedding then maybe even you could stay out of Lovecraft for a while." Dedyet said.</p>

<p>"Hard pass." Nefera said, crossing her arms.</p>

<p>Nefera's father nodded, "I wish I could say the sam-"</p>

<p>Nefera's mother shot him a look and he cleared his throat. "Very well, my child, but please summon us if you change your mind."</p>

<p>"I'm not the one who needs to change!" Nefera yelled then rolled onto her shoulder to face away from her parents.</p>

<p>The mummy man wanted to give his daughter a million pyramids to see her well. His wise wife said he could not so Ramses and she wished her a fine rest of day.</p>

<p>In Cleo's perosnal work-suite in the DeNile Tower Clawdeen was fitting her long-time friends' bridesmaid dresses. They were not tarantula-brown taffeta.</p>

<p>"She threw Deuce's aunt's baby-making quilt in a whirlpool and took the planning crown back." Lagoona said while helping Clawdeen place lace roses on Abbey's dress.</p>

<p>"There's our ghoul." Clawdeen said, "Hey Jin."</p>

<p>Jinafire walked into the room with a large red egg in a carrier across her chest. "I got the Pan's choir to come to the wedding. Praise is welcomed."</p>

<p>"I thought we were going to call Operetta for the reception." Frankie said while her helping cyber-net-hands sealed envelopes.</p>

<p>"Cleo would like the choir while she walks down the aisle and around the table. Operetta is for the after party." Ghoulia said nibbling on the potential butterscream wedding cake.</p>

<p>Lagoona smiled. "A soundtrack to unlife, Cleo's a deadset."</p>

<p>"Where is she? I'm happy to work for a bride but this is familiar to when she'd leave us to do all the little stuff." Frankie said.</p>

<p>Cleo was finishing a board meeting, launching healthier products in the Ptolemy-DeNile scale-care lines."</p>

...incomplete

#monster high #cleuce #generation 1 #I like more

[lavender-buck]

Rules: you must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people

Tagged by: @mikanseidest​!

The Last

1. drink: Water! 2. phone call: It was my mom asking me if I needed anything from the store! 3. text message: My girlfriend Megan <3 4. song you listened to: This Pomp And Circumstance cover 5. time you cried: Last night/Early AM hours this morning 6. dated someone twice: Yes technically and he was awful both fucking times 7. kissed someone and regretted it: I mean... It wasn’t really consented to on my part, so I regret not decking him for it. 8. been cheated on: Probably, but he would never admit it 9. lost someone special: Yes. 10. been depressed: It’s been.... A doozy lately. 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: No, never been drunk! I hate alcohol, actually.

3 Favourite Colours

12. Baby blue 13. Pastel yellow 14. Pastel pink

In the Last year have you

15. made new friends: Yes! 16. fallen out of love: Nope! 17. laughed until you cried: Yeah! It happens a lot actually! 18. found out someone was talking about you: Mhmmmm 19. met someone who changed you: I sort of... Re-met somebody.  20. found out who your friends are: Yes. 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: Nope!

General

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: Uhhhh like.... Probably around 12, but they’re family. 23. do you have any pets: I have Stihl and he’s actually a service dog so not really a pet, but he’s still an animal I own. He’s half German shepherd and half husky. I also have a male delta tail betta named Levi, he’s black and green/blue with white. I have a marimo I consider a pet too named Armin... 24. do you want to change your name: Well legally yes, since I’m transgender and my deadname is my legal name. I also try to consider a middle name for myself often, but Carter always seems to be my favorite. 25. what did you do for your last birthday: I cleaned my room.... And baked myself a cake that was secretly for it (My parents are JWs, birthdays are forbidden), and bought myself an Armin figure with a gift card my girlfriend gave me. <3 26. what time did you wake up: Oh, like a quarter to noon. 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping... But I woke up later that night. 28. name something you can’t wait for: To live with my girlfriend! 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: Just a little while ago, she was falling asleep on the couch rather than eating the food I made her... She’s very tired. 31. what are you listening to right now: My dog is barking in his sleep and my fish tank’s bubbler... 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: Wh????? YEAH 33. something that is getting on your nerves: People screaming “DOGGY” and pointing and squealing like they’re 2 when I’m out with my service dog, making me look like a circus act or some sort of freak 34. most visited website: Tumblrrrrr 35. hair colour: Auburn 36. long or short hair: Short, but I really need a trim... It’s getting out of control! 37. do you have a crush on someone: Armin Arlert My girlfriend!  38. what do you like about yourself: I like that I’m very soft(TM) and full of love! I wish others were more like that! 39. piercings: Just my ears! I keep small silver studs in them! 40. blood type: I dunno.... 41. nickname: Laurie, Bunny, and some people know me by Ingo. 42. relationship status: Taken in a monogamous relationship! 43. zodiac: Capricorn 44. pronouns: He/him/his 45. favourite tv show: Attack On Titan and Medabots and Pokemon and MLP!!!! ALL OF THOSE!!!! 46. tattoos: None, but if I were to get one I’d want a tiny bunny somewhere cute. 47. right or left handed: Right! 48. surgery: Nope! 50. sport: Nuh-uh! I’m a momma’s boy, I don’t do sports! ....Running with my dog maybe? 51. vacation: Near the ocean on a beach with lots of sand and salty seawater and ocean air and cool food vendors!!!!!!!!!!!!

MORE GENERAL

53. eating: I just finished making and eating vegetarian chili with garlic bread, and had some rice crispy treats for dessert! 54. drinking: Water, just water! 55. I’m about to: Watch Game Grumps and talk to my loving girlfriend until bedtime! 56. waiting for: When I get to see my girlfriend irl! And when I can hopefully buy more amano shrimp for my aquarium some time in the future! 57. want: Lots of Armin Arlert, Pokemon, and MLP merch! 58. get married: If my girlfriend wants to down the road! 59. career: I wanna train dogs or groom them!

WHICH IS BETTER

60. hugs or kisses: HUGS. 61. lips or eyes: Eyes! 62. shorter or taller: I’m really used to people being taller, Idk what I’d do if I met somebody shorter honestly.... I’m not ready to be the alpha... 63. older or younger: Older, for sure! I really have a thing for older partners. 64. nice arms or nice stomach: Tummy! But my definition of a nice stomach is a big round chubby one... 65. hook up or relationship: Relationship. 66. troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant, definitely. 

HAVE YOU EVER:

67. kissed a stranger: Absolutely not. 68. drank hard liquor: I was forced to and it’s part of my PTSD :’)))))) 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: I lose my glasses all the time, aaahh.... 70. turned someone down: A lot, sadly. 71. sex on the first date: Sadly yes because past me is fucking stupid. (I’m an irl virgin but if long-distance shit counts....) 72. broken someone’s heart: Definitely, but we’re still good friends because we made up! 73. had your heart broken: I’m not sure uhhhhhhh does trauma count and abuse 74. been arrested: Nope 75. cried when someone died: ...I cried when my favorite betta died actually, he had some sort of infection and a huge tumor that he had when I got him. His name was Geranium and I called him Gerry (Jerry) for short. I still miss him because I’d spend literal hours by his tank when I was depressed. But no humans close to me have ever died actually, not ever. 76. fallen for a friend: All of my lasting relationships were friendships to romance.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

77. yourself: No, to put it simply... 78. miracles: My girlfriend and my dog are miracles!  79. love at first sight: No. 80. santa claus: I was raised as a JW lmaoooo 81. kiss on the first date: Not unless they were already a friend first!

OTHER:

84. eye colour: Hazel! 85. favourite movies: All the Pokemon ones and BAMBI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BAMBI BAMBI BAMBI BAMBI AND WINNIE! THE! POOH! I also like this one movie called Felidae, but I dissociated the entire time so LOLLL WHO KNOWS IF IT’S ACTUALLY GOOD 

I tag: @stupid-things-and-armin-arlert, @joeyarlert, and @stardust-moth if you guys wanna do it! No pressure if you don’t wanna!

#buckpost #tagged

[syua]

92 qs tag + 30 qs tag!

tagged by @soonsyoung and @y0ungmins for each of these !!!! thank u

/first game/

RULES: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people (its?? not?? 92 questions??? lol)

THE LAST:

drink: bai peach juice

phone call: idr probably my mom?

text message: i’m about to leave home & have dinner with ryan downtown

song you listened to: uhhhh ive been listening to youtube videos all day but maybe vibrato by stellar

time you cried: uhh i think i cried out of pain when i came home from getting my wisdom teeth out friday or if not i def cried cos my sunburn hurt so much like a week ago

date someone twice: no

kissed someone and regretted it: ehhhgfhghhhh 

been cheated on: i mean not that i’m aware of but that’s not always something ur made aware of u know.

lost someone special: lost like died? no but if like lost contact then yes lol

been depressed: yes son

gotten drunk and thrown up: no ive never thrown up from alcohol hhhaha 

LIST 3 COLOURS

12. yellow

13. pink

14. black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. made friends: ummmm closeish lasting irl friends? no…

16. fallen out of love: thats uh

17. laughed until you cried: i can’t remember a particular time but probs lol??

18. found out someone was talking about you: not that i can think of? no one knows me they wouldn’t have anything to say lol

19. met someone who changed you: guess nottt

20. found out who your friends are: ?? not to repeat myself but i don’t have any

21. kissed someone on your facebook list: i don’t haaave one

GENERAL:

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: again lol don’t have one

23. do you have any pets: a dog (ginny) & a cat (phoebe)

24. do you want to change your name: yeah i never liked my name i always wanted to be named austin???

25. what did you do for your last birthday: umm took a final moved out of my dorm and bought myself chinese takeout

26. what time did you wake up: 1pm

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: i think i was just laying in bed watching buzzfeed unsolved over and over

28. name something you can’t wait for: when my mouth doesn’t HURT 24/7 and i can chew anything

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: like 3 hours ago

30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: i wish i didn’t give up art after high school & i actually tried to get into art schools?

31. what are you listening to right now: still youtube in the background

32. have you ever talked to a person named Tom: uhmmm i think

33. something that is getting on your nerves: everything really

34. most visited website: tumblr or youtube

35-37. well these questions dont exist apparently

38. hair color: blonde

39. long or short hair: longg i wish my hair was longer rn

40. do you have a crush on someone: i guesss

41. what do you like about yourself: ?

42. piercings: just one in each ear but i want more

43. blood type: noo idea

44. nickname: none

45. relationship status: single

46. Zodiac: taurus

47. pronouns: she/her

48. favorite tv show: game of thrones BUT i haven’t watched the start of s7 yet so shhh

49. tattoos: none but im trying to get one if i can get my shit together before school

50. right or left handed: right

51. surgery: wisdom teeth just friday like i mentioned;;

52. piercing: u already asssked

53. sport: none man

54. vacation: ?last vacation favorite vacation??? i just went to st augustine florida w my family but my best trip ever was suzhou/shanghai/beijing at the beginning of the summer

55. pair of trainers: what about them??? i never wear sneakers

MORE GENERAL:

56. eating: nothinnn the last thing i had was ice cream since that’s 50% of my diet in the last week (the other 50% is mac n cheese)

57. drinking: water

58. I’m about to: maybe sleep lol

59. waiting for: once again just until im not in pain

60. want to: literally nothing just lay in bed

61. get married: probabbbly

62. career: ?? art director or maybe something like front of house manager in a theatre or something in film production or ui eng

WHICH IS BETTER:

63. hugs or kisses: hugs

64. lips or eyes: eyes

65. shorter or taller: tall but most ppl are taller than me lol

66. older or younger: uhhh i guess either as long as it’s within a couple years of me, tho since im 18 right now i guess not younger. i guess for guys it would always be older but i. dont think i want to date guys

67. nice arms or nice stomach: well for ME i have neither and i would prefer to magically gain a nice stomach so

68. hook up or relationship: relationship

69. troublemaker or hesitant: ??? i don’t like loud annoying people so hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER:

70. kissed a stranger: no

71. drank hard liquor: yes

72. lost glasses/contact lenses: no ive never had them lol

73. turned someone down: yes

74. sex on the first date: excuse u im 12

75. broken someone’s hear: i don’t think so ive never been the one doing the breaking up so

76. had your heart broken: i dunno that’s a strong phrase

77. been arrested: nope

78. cried when someone died: not that i remember

79. fallen for a friend: yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

80. yourself: ehhhhhhghfhhhhh

81. miracles: no

82. love at first sight: it’s a strong no from me

83. santa claus: i wysh

84. kiss on the first date: sure

85. angels: no

86-89. there were no questions asked…

OTHER:

90. current best friend’s name: current What

91. eye color: blue green

92. favorite movie: the fall or only god forgives

/neeeext game/

Rules: answer 30 questions then tag 20 blogs you would like to know better.

1. Nicknames: noneee

2. Gender: female

3. Star sign: taurus

4. Height: 5'1″ / 157cm

5. Time: 7:37pm

6. Birthday: may 4

7. Favorite Bands/Groups: uhhm for kpop it’s svt, omg, loona, wjsn, etc... english it’s brand new, bad suns, stop light observations

8. Favorite solo artists: suran, heize, dean, childish gambino, hyuna, bruno mars

9. Song stuck in my head: vibrato by stellar 

10. Last movie watched: uhhhh i think i watched like half of the grand budapest hotel lol

11. Last show watched: game of thrones (tho once again not the 7th season yet lol)

12. When did i create my blog: this acct is just about to be a year old but my first one was from probably summer 2012 or 11

13. What do I post: nothin exciting, kpop + whatever pictures i like

14. Last thing googled: “red velvet red flavor” idr what i was looking for tho lol??

15. Do you have other blogs?:  too manyyy orz

16. Do you get asks?: yahuhh some

17. Why did u choose your url?: i just wanted smth short like i was surprised this wasn’t taken less than a year ago hhhu

18. Following: ~120

19. Followers: an amount;;

20. Favorite colors: yelloooow, pink, black, plus lately i like red more

21. Average hours of sleep: in the summer like 12-14 a day ha

22. Lucky number: 27

23. Instruments: nooone

24. What am I wearing: tshirt and boxers the only thing i ever wear

25. How many blankets I sleep with: just 1 comforter (+ the fan on tho)

26. Dream job: answered in the other game^^

27. Dream trip: baaack to suzhou

28. Favorite food(s): steak, shrimp, mac n cheese, red velvet cake, smoothies

29. Nationality:  american

30. Favorite song now: uhhh i’ve been listening to 1+1=0 by suran and that’s what i like by bruno mars a lot. all time favs r wishing well by blink 182, jude law and a semester abroad by brand new, and shark attack by grouplove

okiee that’s more than u ever wanted to know about me!!! tagging anyone who read this far cause this was really far so u yes u i tag u

#tagged #e. #life!!!

[cotton32]

Not been blogging for a while (sorry readers) but was recently inspired by my friend Kelli’s rather brilliant blog Thatwaglife.co.uk in which she invites us to join her as she travels ‘several flights and seat-classes behind different rock and roll bands, before standing at the side of the stage in everyone’s way’ do check it out it’s hilarious!

I wasn’t always a wag. I used to be on the other side and work as a sound engineer. But Kelli looked like she was having so much fun I thought I would give it a crack, so I went out and found myself a black t-shirt clad boy with a sharpie and a penchant for knob twiddling and here we are!

My first trip as a wag was to the exotic location of Thailand. I was super excited – finally I would get to live the dream! Then a few days before we left my boy casually mentioned that the gigs he was doing were actually for his ex-girlfriend. There is nothing like having a z-list Bollywood singer, basket ball player, model, budget Indian shampoo brand ambassador, bendy, better at yoga than me and definitely thinner ex to compare yourself to (note to self, don’t ever google your new boy’s ex girlfriends even under the pretence of ‘research’ for your blog). So I decided I would give watching her prance about on stage at some rich Indian’s 25th wedding anniversary (all the best gigs babe) a miss and swap sitting on a flight case behind a mixing desk for heading straight to the hotel. Except boy told me he was sharing a room with the keyboard player so I couldn’t. Luckily boy isn’t a complete twat and promised to book us a room elsewhere… wait for it Kelli… with a bathtub!

But this is jumping ahead. Let me tell you about the flight, which I took separately and several days later to boy, singer and her hairdresser because, well that would have been awkward and I had to go to work anyway that day. I cashed in my old Jetairways miles (now Intermiles) and got myself on Thai Lion Air. I didn’t have quite enough miles for a direct flight so I opted for getting up at an ungodly hour and a change at Bangkok. Except I didn’t get up because I didn’t go to bed. The day before I was a judge at The Indian Consumer Wine Awards (will save the full story for my next blog) and consequently hung around afterwards, picked up some partners in crime and half drunk bottles of wine, went back to mine and it escalated into some kind of weird drunken living room Bollywood party, then a local club and much dancing and some ‘kamikaze’’ shots. By the time I got to the airport I was quite frankly smashed which put a serious spanner in my last minute shopping for a birthday present for boy plans. Still I achieved some kind of gift with the help of a bemused shop assistant and somehow managed to catch my flight.

Sorry to say, on Thai Lion Airways there is no such thing as first class but I did get to sit in seat 1A with all the leg room and the flight was pretty empty, so after forcing down some vegetarian duck whatever the hell that was (not very pleasant I can tell you) I slept across three empty seats. I must have been looking rough because when I got off the flight the air hostess told me ‘get well soon dear.’

Bangkok airport is big and long with large sections that smell of pee and I had to walk really far to find a bar, but find one I did and was very happy to find airport beer doesn’t cost the earth like every other airport ever. Two bottles of Chang (local Thai beer) did a damn good job at staying my hangover, which was just as well as my flight was delayed.

One flight and one much better meal of tom yum shrimps and more unconsciousness which loosely resembled sleep later, I was in Phuket. Where my luggage had been lost. I found my luggage after yet more epic walking and met a nice man called Toe who sorted me a decently priced taxi which actually turned out to be a minibus. I then had a fairly painless journey to the hotel where I was reunited briefly with boy before he went off to his gig. The good news was no room sharing with keyboard player but sadly no bathtub. Boy did have the foresight to get me cold beer and there was ample small bottles of hotel toiletries (a little fetish of mine and also fellow wag Kelli) and a lovely pool so I was a pretty happy bunny and set about amusing myself while he did his work.

By amusing myself, I basically mean drinking one beer and then passing out from sleep depravation. I woke up with make-up smeared across my face which was rectified by a shower and my transformation back into a normal person was completed by the time boy got back from his gig. That night we hung around by the pool with the band and crew (minus the singer who was drinking chamomile tea alone or something) who were all really lovely and stayed up until 5am – our new default bedtime for the rest of the holiday. Next morning 8am and zing! My body clock was truly screwed as was wide awake. Boy was snoring and half on the floor so I rolled him back into bed and went for a really good swim and felt all healthy and pleased with myself. Here’s a picture of the view from our balcony:

Post-swim boy emerged from his slumber and we went for breakfast, ate a mountain of dragon fruit and popped next door to the spa for a massage and a pedicure which was lush. My friend Dave was very kindly picking us up and running a little late so obviously we went to the bar. A beer and some very oily tempura later we were on our way down to Rawai via picking Dave’s extremely cute kids up from school.

Dave and Trix have a lovely villa five mins from the beach where we headed straight away to catch the sunset and have a swim. I braved wearing a bikini (a rare sight) and was happy to find none of the lecherous stares I’m used to receiving on my usual Goa beach haunts. Rawai beaches are really clean, not too crowded and a much more family chilled out vibe than the more northern Phuket beaches like Patong so I’m told. Equally the nightlife in the south consists more of nice little restaurants and bars as compared to the Patong ping pong shows and street hustle as experienced by boy several nights previous (there is a story here involving a live chicken and some razor blades which is far too disturbing to recount).

That evening we went for a delicious meal in Dave and Trix’s local restaurant and I managed to procure some cake from the seven 11, ready to see in boy’s birthday at midnight, which we did, complete with candles, terrible singing and some amount of beer. Boy seemed pretty happy with this – winning!

The next day Dave drove us up along a winding road with incredible views to the big Buddha. The Buddha is still being made and you can give a donation in return for a tile which you can write on to become part of the structure. In the absence of being able to think of anything profound to write we wrote our names and my daughter’s name and the date. Here are some pictures of the Buddha and the awesome view:

              That afternoon we went to see Trix’s studio and gallery in Phuket Art Village. Trix is a fantastic painter and tattoo artist – here is a picture of her with some of her work:

The Art Village is a ramshackle collection of quirky structures built largely out of recycled bits of wood and flip-flops and other random stuff, housing some incredibly talented artists and a soon to open bar. It is tucked out the way but well worth a visit – highly recommend!

A delicious lunch, yet more beer and a massage later (where boy promptly fell asleep snoring, causing much giggling from the Thai masseuse ladies) we went back to the villa to find Trix and Dave had rustled up an amazing BBQ and a small mountain of prawns and fish and ribs and papaya salad (my fave!) After we had stuffed our faces to the max me and boy went out to go find the reggae bar and Dave fell asleep on a chair. Time seems to go by extra fast in Thailand so it was super late by the time we had walked to the bar and it was pretty empty and we were pretty drunk so didn’t stay long. Did like the bar (also recommend). Did drink tequila. Did end up on a very empty beach for romantic moonlit walk. Bliss! Walking was a theme that night and the walk home felt twice as long. We made a doing friend who followed us all the way home and upset Dave and Trix’s cats. When we reached home at 4am we found the kids had got up and were happily eating breakfast like it was the actual morning. Dave woke up from his chair slumber and packed them back off to bed as it was clearly still the middle of the night. Me and boy finally collapsed into bed tired and happy with big beach plans for our last day.

All plans of getting up early went out the window however and we woke up technically in the afternoon (whoops!). We headed straight out to check out one of the smaller beaches, armed with snorkels and random snacks from the seven 11. There are a ridiculous number of seven 11s in Phuket which is just fine by me as I love buying strange things and also beer and both can be found in abundance in these brightly lit, wondrous stores of convenience. I bought a pile of stuff which seemed to be largely seaweed, snail, centipede or squid based.

Anyway, beach was lush and snorkelling was just beautiful – I saw about 20 different varieties of fish – rainbow shimmering massive ones and electric blue tiny ones and striped angel fish and ones that look like sand on the bottom of the ocean until you nearly step on them and they move and freak you out. On the rocks were pink fronds and blue frills and black spikey balls and corals the size of a hula hoop, winding their way up in spirals. I swam a lot, got sunburnt and sandy and took pictures of boy looking all cool and handsome chilling under a parasol. I wish we could have stayed there for days, just doing nothing, but our flight was the next day so after one more massage (during which boy fell asleep snoring again), we thanked and hugged goodbye our fantastic hosts with the most and took a taxi back north and checked into a hotel near the airport to make the morning less early and painful. Here are some beach pictures and pictures of our food:

The airport hotel was boutique and amusingly British themed – rather lovely wallpaper and a great picture of Big Ben on the wall but still no bathtub. Actually boy was going to get me a bathtub room, which amassed him a ton of gold stars, but it was expensive and pointless for only a few hours of stay, so I used self-discipline and said ‘don’t worry about it’ because I am not a total princess.

We went out and ate a mountain of food and reached that point where you are so nicely tired and stuffed you can’t even finish your beer and just have to go to bed. After the best three hours of sleep ever, we said goodbye- see you soon to beautiful Phuket and got on a plane home. Boy took his revenge on the plane for me laughing at him for falling asleep and snoring all over the place, by taking pictures of me looking extremely attractive, asleep with my mouth open while he waved a beer under my nose. I’m not putting a picture of that. I did manage to sleep the entire flight which was great as when we landed I went straight to office and boy went straight to a soundcheck. Work hard, play hard (or something) – bring on the next adventure!

Thatwaglife.in Not been blogging for a while (sorry readers) but was recently inspired by my friend Kelli’s rather brilliant blog…

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[jenguerrero]

Hi everybody! I just spent the last two weeks down at Disney and Universal with my family. It really is a magical place. I think this was our 6th trip there, so we thought we had the drill down, but they’ve changed so much since our last visit, like 6 years ago. If you’ve never gone, you should totally rectify that!

*How* magical is it? Here’s a little story from the end of a wonderful and exhausting day at one of the parks…. We were so tired but ran to Downtown Disney for a few last things the kids wanted. I looked down and the pocket I keep my phone in was unzipped and my phone was gone. We tried Find My IPhone but there was no signal. It’s such a crowded tourist area that it has to be popular with thieves because bumping into people and having someone’s hand brush against your handbag is so common that it would dull any red flags. I was so upset thinking all the photos of the kids and my niece were just gone. A security guard on a bike asked if everything was alright. I explained and he asked if I wanted his help. Absolutely sure that there was nothing he could do, I <as politely as I could but skeptical or even cynical is an understatement> asked if that ever works. He took down a report and then walked us across all of Disney Springs, slower than turtles stampeding through peanut butter. About a block from guest services, he told me he was hopeful because there was no signal. Their procedure is to turn them off before turning them in. If there’s a signal on find my IPhone, they know they don’t have it. I thought it could also be explained by my power running out. He walked up to a guest services person and they ducked into a locked room and walked back out with a phone. Yeah, the opening picture is of Alex and Kat ten years ago in front of a Mickey topiary making mouse ears with little closed baby fists. I started crying and tackle hugged the security guard. He was beaming. I actually think fixing our problem made his day, too. Only at Disney, right?!

Off the beaten path stuff that we adore…

We rented a pontoon boat at the Polynesian resort. It’s a fabulous experience. You can turn up the radio and take a super chill ride past the Magic Kingdom monorail area (the castle’s visible!), Discovery Island (Big attraction for the teenagers because there’s all kinds of legends and stories about this abandoned island. No, you’re not allowed to set foot on land there.), the Grand Floridian resort, and the Fort Wilderness resort. There were only 4 of us but I think it can seat 6 (or maybe 8). It’s $45 for 30 minutes, but you don’t have to watch the clock. We were out for 45 minutes and they charged us for that, not an hour. You have to be 18 to drive it. They had little 2 person boats that you only have to be 12 to drive. I think those were $30/half hour. The Polynesian has a great gift shop with high end Hawaiian shirts, and there are speakers playing Hawaiian music everywhere – even the parking lots. There’s a Dole Whip stand there, too. If you don’t know what that is, pineapple soft serve (twisted with vanilla if you like), and you can get it on top of pineapple upside down cake or floating in pineapple juice if you like. There are other locations to rent boats, but this is our favorite so far.

Surrey bikes. What?! Yeah. It’s a 4 person bike vehicle with a roof. There’s a little basket on the front that our youngest used to LOVE riding in when she was tiny with a bell for them to enthusiastically ding. There’s no gears, so you get a mighty fine workout going uphill over two bridges for each lap you do. We rented one down in the boardwalk area. I think it’s like $30/half hour. If you like to get in a vacation-y workout while you’re on holiday, I totally recommend it! The boardwalk also has boat rentals, beach yoga, a running trail, and a bunch of boardwalk restaurants.

New/Modified rides…

The new Avatar flight ride at Animal Kingdom is the best thing at an amusement park ever. Really. I bet you think that’s subjective, but it’s totally factual. And satisfactual. They send you in with a warning page when you enter the line. I’m afraid of heights <not too bad, because there’s nothing I wont ride at a Disney park> so I was concerned. Are they actually ziplining us all? My bet was on no because they couldn’t efficiently get through a line of people like that. Will it be like Soarin’ and just strap us in a big porch swing as images go by? Probably not. I reminded myself that Disney was in the business of delighting people, and I would probably be delighted. I’m so glad I did! I worried for nothing. You climb on what looks like a Star Wars speeder bike. You are secured in place by safety gear wrapped around your abdomen and your lower back like a big hug, and more holding the back of your legs against the bike. Then you put on virtual reality goggles. Images and wonderful smells whiz by as you’re just sort of tilted about. But it all feels so real! I looked sideways at one point and saw that there are so many rows and columns of the bikes, kind of like the wall of doors in Monsters Inc.

The Slinky Dog coaster at Hollywood Studios actually feels like you’re riding a slinky at one point. They speed you up like you’re on a hot wheels track at the middle. It’s too fun! It’s kind of the perfect starter coaster because it decelerates on the droppy parts. Yes, that’s a technical term.

The Seven Dwarves Mine Train at Magic Kingdom is a really fun kiddie coaster. I love the safety bars on it. You know how on some rides, there seem to be predetermined clicks, and you’re trying so hard to get it to click down one more? Not on this. It’s somehow more personalized, so when you pull it down, it exactly fits you. Nice. We waited a torturous three hours to get on (they estimated 1 ½), so if you want to ride it, maybe head straight there from the gate.

We always loved the Norwegian boat ride at the Norway pavilion at Epcot, so we were a little sad to hear they were giving it a makeover for Frozen. Nah, it’s awesome.

The Kilamajaro Safari ride at Animal Kingdom has been updated to be so much more informative (super yay!), but they killed off the whole “Simba 1! Simba 1! There are poachers in the area!” (Boo!)! Three of us were sad, but my youngest thinks they’ve completely ruined it.

The Monster’s Inc Laugh Floor at Magic Kingdom. Okay, this was only slightly modified, but it’s my personal amusement. They select a bad guy in the audience each time. He used to be called “That guy”, and now he’s called “Sullivan”. My husband gets picked every time. Not even kidding. The last 4 trips. He did this time, too, and my sweet little niece got picked as the monster’s helper! Day made!

Food…

Disney does food so well. On our first night there, we headed to Bongos, Gloria Estefan’s Cuban restaurant at Disney Springs. The bacon wrapped plantains appetizer was amazing. The steak with chimichurri and fufu (mashed green and sweet plantains) was fantastic, and I had a tropical cocktail that was fabulous. They have live music in there, and people dancing, and it’s just buckets of fun. In terms of your pocketbook, it’s in the category “all your money”.

At Epcot, we ate at Le Cellier one day and Coral Reef another. Le Cellier is at the Canada pavilion. The filet mignon over the mushroom risotto is absolute perfection, and my personal fave at Disney. We got reservations this time, but on trips where we couldn’t get the reservation we’ve wanted at Epcot, we’ve had good luck running straight to the restaurant we wanted right when the world showcase opens. It seems to be the best shot of them squeezing you in. At Coral Reef, we had the salmon, and it was to die for. I had the mahi mahi on another trip and that’s glorious if you are in a tropical mood. They’re both in the in the category “all your money” category.

At Magic Kingdom, we always eat at Tony’s because my kids think the doggies sharing the spaghetti plate in Lady and the Tramp is the most romantic scene in movie history. I think it might actually be the almost kiss in It’s a Wonderful Life, but the kids have let me know exactly how wrong I am on that one. By the way, the ravioli stuffed with spinach and ricotta there is fabulous. Most of your money.

The second day at Magic Kingdom, we found a restaurant we’d never noticed before, Jungle Navigation Co. Ltd. Skipper Canteen. If you can’t get enough of the cheesy jokes on the jungle cruise, this is the place for you! We adored it! It’s as corny as can be and the food was great, too. One kiddo had a pineapple tofu dish, I had A Lot at Steak Salad, my hub had a whole fried hogfish, and our other kiddo had the sustainable fish of the day. All were super yummy. Most of your money. There are two cheap super-popular-for-a-reason treats that you really need to consider there: Dole Whip and Orange Bird. They are both fruity soft serve deals right before you get to the Enchanted Tiki Room or Pirates ride, and will give you delicious distraction while you’re in line.

At Hollywood Studios, we ate a Mama Melrose’s. Nice Italian food. Most of your money.

At Animal Kingdom, we ate at Yak and Yeti’s. Fantastic stuff. I had chicken tikka masala, my hub had Korean fried chicken and waffles, one kiddo had honey chicken, and the other had a shrimp and scallop sriracha mac and cheese. The sushi starter was nice, too. Most of your money.

We headed back home. On the drive, we realized our favorite Po’ Boy in New Orleans would only add 30 minutes to that 19 hour drive. So worth it. I think we’ll stop for beignets on the drive there next time.

Onto a week or two of health food to atone for vacation. We bought a new saki set at Epcot, so I think I’ll get busy making sushi! Happy week, and let me know if you need any Disney recommendations! 😀 ~Jen

Family Vacay at Disney World! Hi everybody! I just spent the last two weeks down at Disney and Universal with my family.

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[backtomylakearearootsstory]

S1E15

The kids are still in Santa Monica with Faye and Clarissa. Ian, Malachi, QJ, and Darius were laughing at a movie while the Aundrea and Alexis went to a nearby sports store to look at tennis shorts.

“You play tennis” Alexis asked Aundrea as she picked up a tank top.

“Oh yea, dads side of the family were all athletes, it’s in my blood. I’m actually trying out for the bball team at school”

“My mom played basketball, I’m more of a volleyball and tennis kind of chick. Darius plays soccer, he’s in a little league team back in Long Beach”

While they were chatting away, Deja was at home cooking dinner. She was preparing a pasta with shredded chicken and shrimp, a salad, rolls, and a cake. She also threw in a caramel pie for extra dessert. Quincy grilled some wings. She should be grading essays however there was no time for it today. Yvonne was helping her with by making homemeade beverages. One for the adults which had alcohol in it and the other one centered around sherbet and sprite. 

“This is been a busy weekend for you, hasn’t it?”

“Yes, exhausting, can you start mixing the ingredients in the pie for me after you finish with that?” 

“Sure, where’d you get this recipe for this caramel pie?”

“Pinterest”

“I figured” Yvonne said laughing, “It sounds like a dessert that’ll have me running to the gym, or at least it should”

“So what you think about Faye so far?” 

“I like her, wish my Zach would have met her Friday evening, but he will be here tonight, I’ll make sure of it. Phil’s bringing him” 

“Mom coming tonight?”

“Yeah, she said she is”

The conversation continued and including discussion about jobs and family, when Azalea called. 

“Put her on speaker”

“Hey”

“Hey, you slaving away in the kitchen?”

“I guess you could say that”

“I’m at the pool with the Dominic”

“How’s Gabriel?”

“Alot better, I know I didn’t get to spend much time with our cousin but he keeps me busy. Well both of the boys do. My daughter is the only one who didn’t inherit any issues of blood”

“Y’all have fun out there”

After hanging up, Azalea grabbed a wine cooler out of her purse that she had hidden in her purse when someone next to her asked “long day?” 

Hours later when they returned to the house it was dinner time. Helen was there when Faye walked in. The sisters and their husbands as well as their children were all in attendence when Helen walked in. Zach reached his hand out to Ian for a handshake prior to Faye introducing her daughters”

“Hi” Faye said to Helen who stood for a moment speechless. She stared for a while before they embraced. 

“Mom, wants me to tell you that she’s sorry about what happened”

Helen stated that she never blamed Clarisse while holding back tears. 

While eating dinner Deja asked if Faye had ever got to experience aunt Anna’s peach cobbler?

“Yeah, she usually made it on Sunday. She smothered alot of food growing up. She didn’t really fry things, but that cobbler always came in handy after eating smothered steak”

“Yeah, it was normally aunt Bessie that fried chicken, she did that until her health started to decline. Uncle Pete was a hell of a cook too, he started to cook more often to keep the tradition going afterwards. He made a good gumbo too” 

“I haven’t had gumbo in a while, It’s probably been three years since I’ve been down there. Gumbo is hard to find out here that doesn’t include tomato paste!”

[Faye was not immune to Louisiana, she spent the first ten years of her life down there and she would go down every other year to visit her Aunt Lorraine and her Uncles. They normally went late June to early July. Her kids were also aware of the family that they have back in Louisiana.]

“You ever watch the cooking channel and you see a cook making a roux so thick that it looks like a paste?” Yvonne laughed as she poured a cup of the alcoholic concoction.

“What’s a roux” Darius asked

Faye explained that it was the base that makes up a gumbo and that it was the result flour and grease heated at a high temperature until it was dark brown. 

After getting up to meet the other youth in another room, Helen began to ask Faye how Clarisse was doing. She said it had been years since she had seen her and that their relationship had been kind of strained every sense. 

“She’s good, thank you”

The conversation was paused when the doorbell rang, Clarissa two daughters walked in. “Hey, you made it!” 

“Those are your two?” 

“Yes ma’am, that’s my oldest Brandi, she just started driving and my youngest Amina”

“This is your cousin”

After a hug, they went to the kitchen to fix their food and met the rest of the kids on the porch.

[conversation continues]

“I never blamed her for what happened, Lucinda was out of control. I think she favored her sons over us anyway. They got away with far more than we did. Of course, once your uncle Mark was born she decided to get the help should desperately needed. We spend the bulk of our lives dodging her temper and frankly the only reason you mother was spared is because she was smart enough to run off. I was simply collateral damage.”[doorbell rings Brandi and Amina arrive]

“What do you think was the cause of her drinking?”

“She never wanted to be in the marriage that she was in. The marriage was forced upon her young, and I think she always resented us.”

As the night progressed and the gathering came to a closure and company left, bedtime came around. QJ, Malachi, and Aundrea slept in their own rooms while Faye’s children slept on the air mattress in the den. After the adults had gone off to bed, Aundrea being unable to sleep started to read “Alias Grace” and begin writing the draft to her book report. “At least now I’m getting somewhere” she said as she began brain storming and answering questions on the handout. It wasn’t that she didn’t care about school. She wasn’t so much as nonchalant, she just was not in love with it like her brother. While she was writing Malachi and Ian were exchanging Skype information and email to keep contact.  They talked about the movie they had seen for a bit before wrapping it up. 

It was about midnight before they went to bed, hence the difficulty waking up for school. 

Faye and her children were already up.

“Thank you so much for the visit, we enjoyed it”

“We were glad to have you”

“We’ll have to get together in a couple of weeks, maybe have you all come out to Long Beach”

“I’d like that”

After the kids all shook hands and embraced, they hugged the adults and headed out the door. After watching Faye and the kids leave they headed out for school.  

At school Aundrea signed up for Basketball tryouts prior to heading to social studies class.  On the way she ran into Brianna who asked her how her weekend was. 

“I wanted an extra day. We had cousins from Long Beach come in for the weekend. Last night I finally started writing my draft for the report. I’m gonna have my mom proofread it. She’s a high school English teacher”

In class, the teacher announced that they would be watching a video and taking notes. “Pay close attention, there will be a quiz next class” 

Concurrently, Quincy was watching TV when he got a phone call from a school. He signed up with the school system to be a sub for some time until he got his full time job. The call was from a middle school saying that they would need a sub Friday. 

“Yes, I can make it. 7:50 am? I’ll see you there.”

While this was not Quincy’s long term goal, he was glad to be out of the house and feeling like he would be of use somewhere to someone. 

At approximately 10:00 am, he got a phone call from QJs school saying he had been in a fight during recess, upon arriving to the school, he asked what was going on?

[Quincy(Orange) QJ (sky blue) school administrator (Pink) school bully mother (green) Ezra (light blue)]

After Quincy left and QJ had to hear a mouthful from the principal regarding his fathers “bigoted” ways he returned to class. He asked if Ezra was alright and said, he’d see him in detention.

In detention while scrubbing the cafeteria floor QJ mumbles “two days of this shit!”

“Thanks” Ezra said in a soft spoken manner. 

“Don’t mention it. Kind of sucks that we’re punished for it while his fat ass is sitting in a classroom somewhere. Anyway man, you’re my friend, we may have our fights but I hate that you have to face this every time you walk up here. You don’t deserve that.”

around 5:00 pm when detention was over Quincy arrived to pick up his son. 

“Well that’s my ride, are you gonna be okay?”

“yeah”

“Okay I’ll see you at school tomorrow”

after a brief pause he said. 

“get in the truck, my dad can drop you off”

On the ride home Quincy said “son, you did the right thing. I’ve always instilled it in you to fight for yourself and for others you see are  being wronged. You went about the situation correctly. Spitting in someone’s face is one of the most vile and disrespectful things one can do.”

“Dad, my principal was not happy with you after you left. He said you were setting and I quote “a terrible example” for me with your bigoted manners way of thinking and he said that it was no wonder that I was so aggressive”

Quincy responded by saying that he stood by everything that he said and would say nothing different if confronted again. He knew that Ezra was one of the nicest kids one would encounter.

 “Ezra, you don’t have a mean bone in your body”. “Look, I am from the south where we whip ass or got our asses whipped. Y’all didn’t grow up in that. When I was in school, they didn’t suspend kids over this. I grew up, kids handled it themselves and were friends by the end of the week. Let them hash it out! But because they’ve taken that right away, now you have kids bringing weapons because they are being told that they can’t use their hands. It’s okay for a boy to go piss in the girls bathroom because he feels more like a girl than a boy but it’s not okay for two boys to settle their dispute the old fashioned way. This is a  part of the pipeline to prison system. This is just an attempt to begin it early. The main target being young black boys, condemn them early, then their in juvenile hall by the age 11. Don’t let them get you to that manner, but don’t ever feel bad about using self defense when you need to.”

TO BE CONTINUED WITH EPISODE 16

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