#i guess a;lskdfj

[on-this-day-mcr]

On this day, June 14

In 2002: My Chemical Romance played their first show with Frank Iero as part of the band. The show was played at Krome in New Jersey, USA. (🖤)

source

#lookin. crusty #there's also a cute little interview at the source link <3 #thank you to tumblr user tyforthevnm!! #bullets era #2002 #june 14 #tour date #i guess a;lskdfj #touring their home town :)) #20 years later on this date they played a packed show at an outdoor arena in stockholm sweden :')

[aurawra21]

whats ur fav ending in the re up?

the one where jeckole make out and leave their shitty town together after they graduate

it still hasn't happened yet so i don't have a fave ending at the moment

#asks #anonymous #a;lskdfj in all honesty i have no idea i dont remember them much i guess the one where nicole tried dating ari and totally fucked it up #so jecka got mad at her like ok jecka i KNOW WHAT U ARE

[wuntrum]

saints for girls are Like That because 3/5 of them were theater kids in high school 👍 hope this helps

#saints for girls #ry acted and sang. who couldve guessed #and cassidy and vincent knew each other in high school #bc they were on the tech/set crew together <3 #vincent used to have shoulder length emo hair. it was awesome #i have one bad drawing of it in my sketchbook. gotta try it again lskdfj

[letapollojusticesayfuck]

[PREV]

April 20, 2026: 10:38 AM

You briefly consider checking the Court Record, distantly aware that you are mid-trial and that you probably should do your job. However, the (possibly literal!) siren song of New Music calls to you, and you fumble around with your phone under the defense bench. You just have to know what these Gavinners sound like--and you're not above listening to their music in the middle of a courtroom. Though you do pull out your headphones, too. You're not a public menace, after all.

Opening up Spooftify, you search up the band and put their latest album on.

This is....is this music? It's awful, as far as you're concerned--too noisy by far, and the lyrics--they're so on-the-nose it's not even funny. You fight to not throw your phone across the courtroom in shock when you look at the band's page--they have how many monthly listeners? This is absurd! It's a crime!

...or maybe the real crime is the one that was maybe committed by. Um. You check your notes briefly as you peek back around at the courtroom. Olga Orly? That's got to be the witness's name, right? You vaguely understand that while you've been distracted, Mr Gavin has argued that Ms Orly is the person with the real motivation to do the murder.

You can't stand listening to this noise anymore, so you rip your headphones out and try to figure out what's going on. Okay. Recap: Olga Orly was in the basement room as Mr Wright and the victim (Shadi Smith) played poker, and had been convinced to help Smith win the game by adding an extra card into Wright's hand--which would expose him as having 'cheated' and nullify the game? Wow, there's a lot of poker knowledge that goes into law, apparently. Either way, you know that the idea of there being five aces in the deck is important.

Where do you go from here?

#adventures by committee #aa4 #ace attorney #so far this trial apollo has started off very law-abiding #and then spent the rest of it on his phone #would YOU let him defend you? #also a;slkdfj plz excuse my Actual Spotify Screenshots #shhh my music taste is. well it sure is. #bonus points if you guess what album i edited into guilty as charged #ANYWAY hi hello are you reading these tags? it's my birthday today #technically. it's not really the 17th until i sleep and it is almost 2AM #soooo #whatever #close enough though #tumblr just refuses to let me update my blog description a;lskdfj #i just want to change my ageeee #ANYWAY #enjoy the poll hope you make good choices #what are the good choices? it's a mystery #goodniiiiight

[ripmaxine-archive]

i  serve  no  master ,    i  worship  no  gods :    phoebe rambles about max becoming an oracle & some of the lore behind it .

when  max’s  powers  came  to  fruition ,    they  were  not  born  of  divinity .   her  prophecies  were  not  gifts  given  to  her  for  upholding  a  god’s  ideal  or  championing  their  cause .   instead ,    they  are  drawn  from  max’s  personal  connection  to  the  astral  plane  ( usually  referred  to  as  the  void  or  as  the  nether )  and  residual  powers  left  by  henry  creel  after  his  death .   while  max  was  in  her  coma ,   lost  in  the  darkness ,   her  spiritual  self  was  set  adrift .    as  her  physical  body  slowly  recovered  and  her  friends  fought  to  rescue  her  from  the  unrelenting  grasp  of  evil ,   her  second  half  began  to  awaken .   unable  to  free  herself ,    she  instead  began  to  grow  comfortable  in  the  void .   eventually ,   when  she  was  jaggedly  from  henry’s  spiritual  self  and  finally  awoke ,    she  found  that  the  two  halves  of  herself  had  formed  a  perfect  parallel .

max  is  still  learning  how  to  connect  the  two .    it  turns  out  the  boys’  d&d  book  didn’t  have  much  to  say  about  oracle  powers ,   and  half  the  time  she’s  not  sure  they  actually  believe  her ,   anyway .    her  spiritual  self  acts  as  a  gateway  through  time ,   allowing  peeks  and  glimpses  occasionally .    max  must  work  to  control  her  visions ,    but  eventually  she  will  be  able  to  zero  in  on  specific  people  &  events  in  specific  times  in  history .    the  visions  of  the  future  are  seemingly  less reliable  than  those  from  the  past  —   she  learns  that  the  future  is  still  a  malleable  thing ,    open  to  change  &  shift  like  the  tide .    drawing  such  power  unfiltered  is  a  dangerous  game .    if  handled  clumsily ,   being  bestowed  such  a  gift  damns  those  too  weak  to  contain  it .    luckily ,    max  had  several  things  in  her  favor :   one ,    the  residual  powers  from  henry  were  barely  a  trace  of  his  true  abilities ,   like  a  handprint  left  on  glass .   if  she  had  more  power  put  upon  her  shoulders ,    it’s  likely  she  wouldn’t  have  been  able  to  control  it  at  all  and  would  have  become  unintentionally  dangerous .   two ,   she  had  jane  by  her  side .    with  her  best  friend  as  an  experienced  guide ,    the  journey  seemed  far  less  daunting  &  more  like  an  adventure .

#╰ ‘ 𝘐𝘕 𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘌𝘠𝘌𝘚 ‚ 𝘏𝘖𝘔𝘌 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘈𝘓𝘞𝘈𝘠𝘚 𝘉𝘌𝘌𝘕 𝘉𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 … ’ › headcanons . #i guess? idk what to tag this as i just wanted to talk about this in a way that implements some dnd lore lskdfj

[humming-doodles]

Was going through my old art folder tidying things up and realized that I don’t think I ever shared my full piece for the avatar cookbook zine I was in years ago??? So uh here’s that I guess a;lskdfj - the piece on the right was one of the other ideas I pitched, I still like the color thumbnail a lot!

#i cannot Believe i've never posted this before #that's fuckin Wild I could've sworn I did that #was literally just gonna share the image on the right but then I looked and realized the actual final piece wasn't anywhere #avatar the last airbender #aang #zuko #katara #toph #sokka #suki #azula #ursa #atlacookbook #not a comic #finished art #man what other stuff have i forgotten to share

[shapeshiftinterest]

This Is Not The Princess You’re Looking For: bowser x luigi

one of bowser’s lines based on THIS

wanted a story where luigi’s in a dress but not as princess peach, kind of like in THIS doodle i drew

bowser comes to kidnap peach

she’s not here at the moment but why not talk to her cute brunet friend with the super short hair and pretty green dress?

story under the read more

This Is Not The Princess You’re Looking For (also on ao3)

‘There’s-a no way this is-a actually happening,’ Luigi thought to himself, dumbfounded. He watched Bowser flex an arm while continuing his exaggerated story about fighting Mario.

Mamma Mia this was happening.

A few minutes ago Luigi had been waiting for Peach in the Tea Room; she’d mentioned needing more time to prepare their snacks and Mario took the car because he forgot something at their house. Bowser had broken into the castle and landed right in front of Luigi.

It was a good thing the plumber was wearing one of his dresses today; it didn’t take long for the king to notice someone else was in the room after seeing a distinct lack of Peach. No, the real surprise came when said Koopa King, destroyer of castles, kidnapper of princesses, fighter of plumbers, looked the dress clad brother up and down...

...and started flirting with him.

Luigi was thankful he was wearing a mask because of a cold or Bowser would have noticed his jaw dropping. And the mustache, he guessed. Regardless, he could only mumble out that he was a foreign guest from far away when Bowser asked who he was.

‘Of course everyone knows who I am,’ he’d bragged, proudly puffing out his chest and thumping it with an equally large hand. Opening an eye to look down at the other, Bowser tilted his head to the side. He leaned down to take a white gloved hand in his and smirked, sharp teeth on display. ‘I’m a little upset Peachy girl never mentioned having such a cute friend though.’

A;LSKDFJ;ASD

Luigi coughed, choking on his own spit. Wow. Woooooow. He wasn’t sure if he was cringing or impressed; maybe both if he was being honest.

The green plumber waved the king’s concerned looks, stating that he just had a cold.

‘I could kiss you to make you feel better?’

That just started another, shorter coughing fit with Luigi rejecting the offer on the grounds that he didn’t want the king to catch his cold. Surprisingly, Bowser didn’t look like he was coming onto him with the suggestion. ‘Maybe it’s-a his solution whenever his kids were sick,‘ Luigi thought in between coughs.

‘Ahem, how do you know the princess again?’ Hopefully asking about Peach would be enough to buy some time before Mario came back.

Bowser lit up and immediately started talking about his (glorified) perspective of their adventures. He had to admit, it was interesting seeing them from a different point of view. Even if that point of view was peppered with a few cheesy pick up lines and saucy winks.

Speaking of...

Comfortable now that he knew Bowser wouldn’t try and incinerate him, Luigi yawned, stretching in his seat. He could hear the king’s speech falter before picking back up. Hmmm.

Focusing his attention back on the koopa, the green plumber adjusted his skirts and placed his elbow on the tea table, hand in cheek. He leaned forward towards the king and watched the taller man fumble his words when they made eye contact. Heh, he should probably stop before Bowser caught on.

“I hate to cut this short, Your Majesty, but I guess I’ll be going home now. Peach must’ve forgotten to tell me she was busy today.”

Luigi stood up and patted the imaginary dust off his skirts. “It was nice ‘meeting’ you though,” he said, smiling behind his mask.

“You can just call me ‘Bowser’ y’know. I could give you a ride home, easy peasy,” the king offered.

“Ha ha, no thank you. It wouldn’t do to go with a stranger now would it?” He winked. “I can just wait for my ride.”

Bowser blushed. “Right, right,” he coughed, awkwardly. Welp, if Peach wasn’t even here, he didn’t need to be either. Even if he wanted to keep talking to her friend in the pretty green dress. “Here’s my number, if you ever wanna be more than strangers.” Clawed hands pressed a business card with Bowser’s insignia on the front into his own and in a moment the king was gone, the sound of his clown car puttering off into the distance.

Luigi let out a breath. Oof, trying not to let his accent out was hard when you had a cold.

“Treats are ready~!” Peach sang out, gliding into the tea room; cart full of different pastries and teas pushed by Mario followed.

“Hey-a, bro! Did we-a miss anything?”

Luigi laughed and started telling them what happened.

BONUS:

bowser tells kamek what happened and kamek responds the way commander peepers did at the end of The Date from wander over yonder

hater: /talks about disguised sylvia and wander/

peepers, deadpan: you mean sylvia and wander in dresses

hater: ... WHAT?!?

#my words #my fanfic #fanfiction #shapeshiftinterest #games #mario #luigi #bowser #bowuigi #princess peach #peach #LGBTQA #april fool's day #clothing swap #luigi in a dress #not as princess peach #flirting #bowser thinks luigi's a cute girl #luigi doesn't make fun of bowser he just doesn't correct him #very light pranking on the spot

[rainboopz]

Maybe it’s because I’m a fellow oc creator, but it’s always so neat to watch you switch your fixations!! One day it’s your kitties, then the next it’s mermaids!! Idk, it’s always super interesting and fun for me! Hahaha

Oh!! Btw!! Happy Holiday season! Hope it’s been well!! <33

Oh my goodness XDXD I guess it never occurred to me what it would look like to other people, but I'm glad my bouncing around is amusing a;lskdfj;

That's the pros of having diff OC ideas- lotsa playhouses!! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ Happy holidays and new year!! ❤️

#ask

[daenerys-targaryen]

an egot is when you have an emmy, grammy, oscar, and tony, so if he wanted one he has the grammy thanks to taylor

yup, figured that out all on my own thank you (she said lying)

and yeah I guess but when it's phrased that way it kinda sounds sinister lskdfj

#leah has mail #Anonymous

[wench-and-jezebel]

NCIS Reaction: Yankee Whites

Wench (@scripted-downfall) reacts [with (maybe) occasional asides by Jezebel (@typicalopposite)]

The honorable Introductory Conversation, for your viewing pleasure:

Wench: I’m only halfway through my workkkkk. Jezebel: OOOOOF *two minutes later* Wench: Ya know what, heck it.  Episode now, work later.  Cool? Jezebel: YESSSS.  Don’t forget to send me the link too.  I wanna watch with ☠️ I can just work while I do it Wench: kjl;kadjf okay.  I'm gonna dish out some soup first, though. Jezebel: 😂😂😂 ok! Wench: I'm gonna get coffee too Jezebel: You bastaddd Wench: Oh shit, I already had coffee Jezebel: 😂😂 Wench: I thought I'd finished that half an hour ago a;lskdfj.  Clearly it's not doing its job 

I know that our random introductions are amazing, so I gift you with more!  Anyway, on to the ep…

– – –

That opening screen felt like the opening to a Dark Angel alskdfj

New guys are always suspicious; never trust new recruits

[Kateee]  idk who Kate is, but she’s apparently important

Well, I guess they know each other.  But still

Always expect problems.  YES!  Exactly!

[Welp.  Look at that. A problem]  Ma’am, what art thou doing.  [This isn’t even my reaction.  I can’t help it]

Wait.  Didn't he already meet her?

Well shite, buddy's dying.

“What’s wrong with him?”  DO YOU NOT SEE THE FROTH MADAM  ASDLKFJASLDKFJALDKFJ

The president is the murderer, obviously

Whoa, damn.  That's an impressive boat

LOGAN  Er.  Tony.  I mean.

“If we had our own jet-” kasjdf;lksadjf

"Details are sketchy" I see you, Sketchy-from-Dark-Angel reference

alksdjflaksdjf THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T TALK IN ACRONYMS

“NCIS.  Never heard of it” They never have

“Only if you’re dyslexic” Damn, Logan, go off

Loving the recurring conversation about the jet alskdfj

[Ducky] idk who Ducky is either, but cool!

Y'ALL.  STOP TALKING IN ACRONYMS.

Y'all, please, consider the foam.  Please.  That is the best clue you've freaking got.

"Looks like a natural death to me" I'M SORRY?!!??!?!  WHAT THE- WHAT

Stop.  talking.  about.  food.  and focus.  on the possible. poisoning. [Just wait lol]

I.  I'm not sure this is how things are supposed to work.

alaksdjflsakdjfl;ksadfj THIS TIME IT'S LOGAN (er.  Tony) WHO'S STUCK STARING AT THE CONFLICTUAL TENSION FROM THE OUTSIDE

Y'all, handshakes aren't supposed to last that long; now you're just holding hands (cough cough)

They're.  Taking the plane.

I once again am about 99% certain this isn't how things work

This.  Is veryyyy suspect.

lkjas;ldkfjas; Tony, sir.  Now who's a cocky, "happy-go-lucky sociopath."

Y'all, please stop ranting about a model on a magazine and FOCUS ON THE DEAD BODY

I greatly appreciate the Air Force One references

How do you not know liver temp stuff; it's in, like, any CSI episode.  Which clearly exists in this universe

I'm sorry, why.  Why.  Please stop.  Liver temp isn't that accurate

[Good luck keeping up with all the rules]

Tony is indeed Alec-coded, ngl.  And I actually like him okay in this one, thus far.  Cocky little shit?  Yes.  Decently acted?  Thus far.  Aka: not bad, currently.  [Jezebel: 😂😂😂😂😂💕]

MA'AM DO NOT PUT YOUR GLOVES OVER YOUR MOUTH THAT DEFEATS THE POINT OF GLOVES

I swear, every single organization in these kinds of shows are represented as the underdog.  CTU in 24; NCIS in, well, NCIS; CSI in, oh yeah, CSI.  Y’all don’t have to make your organizations cool by making them the unknown-but-not-to-be-underestimated group

I'm.  I'm sorry, but what is Tony's job?  Is he the crime scene photographer/sketch artist or an interviewer or-? [Comedic relief ☠️]  NOOOO  [I mean he is]  FAIR

THE PHOTOGRAPH SCENE IS BEAUTIFUL

"Or the only presidential detail you'll get will be walking Spotty"  ngl, walking the dog doesn't sound too bad

"Where's the body?" "I don't know" … Not that convincing, bud

“Never say you’re sorry” What rule is that?

Oh, damn, no crocheting it?  That poor rule feels so unappreciated

alksdjf They're going to solve the case off of that few-ribs-and-coleslaw evidence, I call it now

NOOOOO TONY  ASJLDFKJA;SDLKFJA;LSKDFJ  Oof

Okay, I admit, that was hilarious

Was that President Logan from 24?  I only got a glimpse (I think it was)

– – –

So, I confess that I kinda forgot until a bit past halfway, but I’m gonna keep up the midpoint reaction thing for these.  SO…  

It's more enjoyable than I've expected thus far, I'm gonna be honest.  Currently --- and idk how I feel about saying this, but... *sigh*, I guess I will --- Tony is indeed top character.  Then Ducky.  Then, I guess, Kate, but I don't feel strongly.  [Yusss!  Successs!  😂😂😂😂 love it!  Also. You haven’t met Abby yet]  This is true!  It does kinda annoy me, however, that they stillllllll seem to be ignoring the fact that the guy had white foam coming out of his mouth because THAT IS A SYMPTOM THAT CAN GIVE THEM A HEADS-UP ABOUT WHAT TO LOOK FOR IN THE AUTOPSY but anyway… *clears throat, calms self*  Not bad thus far!  [☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️]

Now I’m gonna go get that coffee.  Back in a few :)

– – – 

Coffee is obtained; onward we go!

ABBY NAME DROP

"What's this?"  "A mole"  Buddy, leave it to the experts aslkdfj

Sir.  Sir.  Why are you trying to sleep on the autopsy table.  [Cause buddy don’t sleep]  AND AN AUTOPSY TABLE WILL HELP?  [Be prepared for sad ass back story for Gibbs.  Idk what ep]

Health snacks are poison

SEE, SOMEONE HAS ACTUAL BEDS

"Bless you"  "What are you, my priest?"  "... Curse you?"  Abby, I like you already

HER GLOVE.  I’m obsessed [😂😂😂]

lkajsdlfkjsad;lkfj not going after the diet!!!

How can anyone trust what NCIS says at this point?  They're legitimately lying constantly.

I.  Don't trust this "natural death"

He said please!  [I love that you say that… Just wait]  ABBYYYYYY

Y'all, it wasn't a stroke.

CHECK THE DRINKKKKK They don't mention shit unless it's important

Oof.  The Ted-centric scene is a bit sus- OI WHAT DID I SAY

I confess that I didn’t expect him to die, but whatever.  I called it.

“He’s here because his gut is still churning, isn’t it?”  At least it’s not poisoned (yet)

NCIS = Naval Criminal Investigative Service, I see

Y’all.  Why are you eating.  On a plane.  Where you can’t see the preparation.  When a guy died there.  Yesterday.

Ma’am, the fact that you feel the need to justify your choices is telling.  This is very Max-justifying-Eric-coded, just saying

“Everyone on-board has been vetted by us”  Yeah, and the body was allegedly secured by you too, but that ended up being Tony, so.

I love Abby's necklace

That hair is not laboratory-regulation-compliant, but I ignore this for style

"Doesn't appear to be a robbery" Y'ALL.  THE FOAM.  I'M BEGGING YOU.

Abby, you're adorable and I love you

I SAIDDDDDDD THAT IT WAS A TOXIN.  I SAIDDDDD [You did indeeeeed]

You know, maybe, if you’d considered what poisons cause frothing at the mouth, you’d have gotten there faster

Oh, damn, poor... uh.  first dude.  I feel bad for not knowing his name

Damn, Alec-coded characters get no rest; leave Tony alone [Moooood]

Two people in the bathroom isn't suspicious at allllll

THEY WERE THERE FOR A DRINK.  IN PUBLIC.  HOW DO YOU THINK SHE GOT THE POISON SOAKED INTO HIS UNIFORM IN PUBLIC.  THEY WEREN'T DOING COITAL SHIT IN THE DAMN BAR  (Just to be clear, I understand that it was a test.  But still.  It's a stupid test.)

Gibbs, you're kinda an ass.  Just saying.  [Tis true.  You grow to love him but he is lol]

This is so hectic.  The President's whole staff boutta get killed by snakes that aren't even in the room.  [And another one bites the dust.  I’m tired of these mfing snakes on this mfing plane ]

Y'all.  Pay attention to the suspicious guy who immediately turns away

LKSAJFDLKADSJF THE MOVIE.  THEY’RE DOING THE BLOODY MOVIE

I’m crying.  That’s hilarious.

But also.  How tf did Air Force One not change stuff after the movie.

What was the plan there.  How was that possibly gonna do anything.

Oh, no, not the paperwork

Kate gonna go work at NCIS… Maybe you can have relationships with supervisors there

"Pull that crap at NCIS, I won't give you a chance to resign" mmmhmmm

"FBI this", "Secret Service" that… Poor NCIS, getting no love on the television

ngl, I don't think I'd *want* that attention.  Attention means attention for the good, but also attention for the bad

AND WE’RE DONE!

– – –

Unlike Jezebel, I’m cool enough to give you my summary reaction at the end of the liveblogging post, so…First episode was decent!  I'm not in the practice of judging a show by the pilot --- The X Files proved that one, as did Dark Angel (well... the entire first season was misleading, technically) and a number of others --- but it was decent!  And I'm willing to keep watching for (currently) Tony and Abby, so.  I'll do another episode today, I think, and then switch back to my work.  See if I can fit in another at the end of that.  Savvy?  [Sounds good 🙂]

#ncis #ncis reactions #reactions #episode reactions #leroy jethro gibbs #kate todd #tony dinozzo #abby scuito #donald mallard #s01e01 #yankee whites #wench (pr)

[ruffboijuliaburnsides]

BESTIE

YOU MADE THE 'theres a tv show called old enough and its great' POST?????

OH MY GOD YOU ARE LIKe

WAY TOO ICONIC

DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES IVE READ THAT POST?! ITS EVERYWHERE!!

BESTIE YOU ARE JUST SO VERY

SO VERY ICONIC

WOW

GONNA BE RESPONSIBLE AND SLEEP NOW

a;lskdfj;sldg YEAH THAT WAS ME. It got like 20k notes somehow,i guess folks just really needed something sweet and cute to think about.

now GO ASLEEP <3

[troglobite]

lskdfj

homophobia tw i guess? it's really not that serious. lol

still thinking abt how i played among us w some friends last weekend but there were only ~4 of us so we mostly did hide n seek

but i got enough beans to buy the lesbian flag name banner

and eventually we were like "let's open it up to public so we can have a real match" so we did

and literally the first game in, first meeting

someone BASELESSLY accused me

and EVERYONE (except friends, who knew it wasn't me) voted me out

and i'm 10000% certain it's bc i had a pride flag banner.

friend had the bi flag banner and they also tried voting her out, too, the next round.

anyway, i know bigots aren't the majority, but jfc, that was deeply annoying.

[ibyul]

yes omg I remember it very clearly alskdfjasfd 😬 this time it wasn't as bad ;sdalf i guess the first time it happens to you is the worst dkfj this is why u can't trust men (😭 even ones that seem more trustable) i mean to be fair sometimes i can't even trust myself... not that I would commit a crime tho lskdfj

aww 🥺 u are so sweet and based on my stalking u seem to be doing well too and I am so happy for us -gives u a hug because it's october and its getting cold- listen in my heart im crocheting u a scarf as well we have been blessed with a 3 year friendship (time passes so fast ??) i love u too friend 🥺💘

@shadowy-multifandom

#also thank u for lowkey somehow being a constant in my life these last few years lmao #everytime i move blogs i take one of ur asks with me and post it like this hehe #makes it feel like im packing u up and taking u with me #also bless u for having the same url for all this time too... i think that adds to that vibe ll #heni #shadowy-multifandom #replies

[tobii-kadachii]

Hello, this is my monster hunter sideblog! I made this cause hyperfixation go brrrr. hopefully this interest lasts long enough for this blog to be worth it! anyways my main is @oasisofgalaxies

i have no idea what else to put here so :D

#intro? i guess? definitely not a pinned post LSKDFJ

[magic-is-something-we-create]

happy wbw!! tell me about the universe of firebreathers. are all the countries on an earth like planet, are there other planets, is there a sun, (hio greyheart flashbacks hsdlfjds) what does the great scale of the world look like? also, in a different sense of big, what's the scope of firebreathers? do you have a vision for the final word count or are you just going with whatever happens? 50k? 100k? what's it at now? i'm curious <3 :)

happy wbw lila!!! thank you for the ask!!! i hope ur day is going well <3<3<3

As of right now, all of the governments (/countries/landmasses/whatever you want to call them) are only on the planet of Ehl! And the Ehl solar system only has 1 star, and I’m still working on what other celestial bodies they might have!! (Hio Greyheart is the popular creation myth for the sun on Emarye!!! and also hio is the Emry word for ‘sun’!!!!)

They do have 6 moons, though! And possibly some rings like saturn, but im still deciding if I’m gonna do that ;aslfkjas;ldkjf

And currently, I’m thinking the Maelands (the continent where firebreathers happens) is about half the size of the continental US?? I’m not too good with scale though so thats up for change later!

~hopefully~ the final draft of firebreathers book 1 will be around 100k, but depending on how my plotting goes from here on out, the series could end up anywhere from a duology to trilogy+, so!!

The last draft (the one that i just decided to drop) was at about 55k!! And the rewrite so far is at about 14k!!

#wbw #ehlverse #ehlverse geography #(? i guess that applies a;lskdfj;asldkjf) #this was v fun to talk about!!! #a&a

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Danger on Deck - Chapter 2

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Rating: T 

Warnings: There’s a mention of Henry’s injury from chapter 1, but that’s all I really know of. If there’s anything any of you need me to warn for in the future, please don’t hesitate to let me know!  I believe most of the warnings will be for language, minor violence (like I might include a fight scene, but it’d be a classic Henry Danger fight scene, meaning nothing too graphic or anything) and there is underage drinking and a mention of underage drug use in future chapters (I mean weed, nothing hardcore laskdjf also I don’t include the actual usage, it’s just mentioned) but there will be warnings on those particular chapters. I’m changing the story somewhat as I go, but whatever happens, the rating will remain at T/PG-13.

Word Count: 4992

A/N: I feel like this chapter is really boring, I’m sorry lskdf. There’s a lot a have to establish before I get into the heart of it, so I appreciate everyone bearing with me! It gets better. When I originally started this, I wanted the POV to change between Henry and Zack every chapter, but there’s a lot of stuff I need to establish in the beginning from Henry’s POV so whenever I switch between the two I just used some ****. Hopefully I can balance it out later, but for now it’s going to be from Henry’s POV more than Zack’s.

Tag List: I’m not going to retag everyone, but if anyone new wants to be added to the tag list, please let me know! 

After Zack left Henry in the infirmary, he practically sprinted to his cabin to change into his uniform before making his way back to the Sky Deck to start his shift at Easy Squeezy. Once there, he found his very angry coworker manning the counter in his absence.

“Zack, your shift started forty-five minutes ago! I have to stay at the counter until you get here, and do you really think I want to spend my off time filling out drink orders?!” he seethed. Zack resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

“Tom...there’s no one even here,” he refuted as he gestured to the completely empty smoothie bar. While the Sky Deck was packed with new and returning students along with their parents, most of them were busy waiting in line to get their room assignments, or catching up with classmates they hadn’t seen over the summer, so the juice bar was entirely deserted. Tom pursed his lips as he started to remove his apron, moving out from behind the counter as he did so.

“Still,” he stated, a little more calmly now, “You’re just lucky I didn’t tell Mr. Moseby.”

Zack turned his back to him and scoffed as he started clearing empty smoothie cups off the counter.

“As if I’m afraid of Mr. Moseby,” he sneered with a smirk. He turned around and jumped when he saw a very serious Moseby standing not one inch from his face. Tom stood behind Moseby and just gave Zack an arrogant smile before walking away.

“You should be,” Mr. Moseby asserted as he glared at Zack. “Lucky for you, I have more pressing matters to attend to at the moment besides reprimanding you for being late again. Have you seen your brother?”

“Not since this morning,” Zack answered as he put the smoothie cups into a bin for dirty dishes under the counter and picked up a dishtowel, “What do you need him for?”

“I wanted to see if maybe he could get this thing to work,” Moseby replied as he held up a black tablet with a glitchy screen.

“Here, let me see it,” Zack said, tossing the dishtowel to the side as he grabbed the tablet from Moseby’s hands. Moseby tried to protest, but Zack was already slamming the tablet down on the counter, much to Moseby’s dismay. After a second, the tablet’s screen stopped glitching and faded to black.

“Well, that’s all I know to do,” Zack said with a shrug as he carelessly tossed the tablet back to a now very frazzled Mr. Moseby. Moseby scowled at him, but Zack was unfazed as he picked up the dish towel again and started wiping down the counter.

“What’s that for, anyways?” he inquired, jutting his chin towards the tablet.

“It’s what you’re supposed to use to take orders and payments now, but neither Tom nor I have been able to get it to work all morning.”

Zack paused, shooting a clueless look to Moseby, prompting him to explain further.

Arwin automated the whole ship…” he continued, but Zack held up a hand to stop him, cutting him off.

“You don’t have to say anymore.”

“Exactly. So, if you see Cody will you tell I’m looking for him?”

“You got it, chief,” Zack declared as he returned to his task of wiping down the counter. Moseby nodded in response before beginning to walk away, just as London rushed up to the counter. Before Zack could even open his mouth to say hello, she was talking excitedly at him.

“Zack! Did you seriously break someone’s nose this morning?” she questioned as she sat down. Moseby quickly wheeled back around.

“Hello to you too, London,” Zack responded sarcastically.

“You did WHAT?!” Moseby exclaimed, his eyes practically bugging out of his head. Zack winced a little.

“It’s not as bad as it sounds! I didn’t break it, it’s just...bruised,” he answered softly. London looked visibly disappointed while Moseby just glowered at Zack once more.

“You injured another student?!”

Zack grimaced.

“’Injured’ is a little dramatic. He’s okay!” he replied hastily. Moseby stared at him, now clearly exasperated.

“Zack, it’s the first week of school. Classes haven’t even started yet. Can you please try to stay out of trouble? Just for a little while?” he begged, his voice low.

“Fat chance of that one,” Zack thought to himself.

“Yeah, yeah,” he answered, dismissively waving the cloth in the older man’s direction before resuming his work. Moseby continued to watch him with a pleading expression, and Zack exhaled sharply, rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, I promise,” he said in a defeated tone. Both of them knew deep down that he was lying, but they also knew that arguing any further would be futile. Moseby scowled at Zack for a beat longer before he finally started away from them again. Zack watched him disappear off the Sky Deck before he tossed the dishtowel aside and turned his attention to London.

“So, do I get a hug or a ‘nice to see you again, Zack’ or anything?” he asked, moving out from behind the counter and putting his arms out in case she decided to accept his offer. London playfully rolled her eyes and grinned as she stood up.

“I suppose,” she teased, putting her arms around him. “It is nice to see you again,” she said sincerely, “but I did see you just two weeks ago. We do live in the same hotel. Remember?”

“I know. But, that was two weeks ago, before you decided to jet off to Paris again,” he said, his arms still wrapped around her. As the pair let go, a familiar head of curly black hair approached the counter.

“London! Welcome back!” Woody announced as he pulled her into a tight hug. 

Woody had come aboard a few days before and was therefore already reacquainted with Zack and Cody.

“Hey, Woody,” London responded, returning his hug. Once they let go, Woody turned his attention to Zack.

“So, are the rumors true? Did you really break that poor kid’s nose this morning?” he questioned. Zack rolled his eyes.

“No! It’s just bruised. And what do you mean ‘rumors’?”

“Dude, it’s like, all over the school already,” Woody responded and Zack exhaled sharply.

“Seriously?! Man, why is everyone placing all the blame on me? You’re the one that threw the football! Thanks for bailing on me after that, by the way,” Zack grumbled, gesturing to his friend. Woody threw his hands up in defense.

“Hey, just because you were going down doesn’t mean I had to go down with you. Besides, you didn’t have to elbow the guy in the face in order to catch it.”

Zack shot him a look but didn’t respond. Just then, their other friend, Bailey, made her way over to the group, and like Woody, she had come on board a few days before and had said hello to London when they had met in their shared room earlier that morning.

“Zack, did you really-” she started, but Zack cut her off.

“It’s just bruised!” he cried before she could finish, throwing his arms up in exasperation. As if on cue, Henry started strolling across the deck next to them, an ice pack pressed to his nose as he made his way over to his friends. “Look, see! He’s fine! It’s barely even a bruise,” Zack announced, gesturing to Henry, although thanks to the ice pack, they couldn’t really see much. “Hey, Swellview! How do you feel?” he called after him.

“Like someone elbowed me in the face,” he called back without looking, his tone biting. Woody, Bailey, and London exchanged amused glances before watching Henry make his way across the deck again.

“What did you just call him?” Bailey inquired, breaking her concentration from Henry to look at Zack.

“Swellview. That’s where he’s from,” Zack answered. Bailey snickered.

“That doesn’t sound like a real place,” she scoffed. Zack furrowed his eyebrows.

“You’re from Kettlecorn,” he pointed out. Bailey opened her mouth to respond but paused for a moment, clearly trying to come up with a rebuttal. 

“Fair enough,” she said finally, turning her attention to the new kid again.

As all this occurred, Mr. Moseby and Cody approached the counter, and Zack caught the end of Moseby’s sentence.

“So, maybe you could take a look at it? See if you can get anything to work?” Moseby asked hopefully. Cody smiled at him as he took the now dead tablet from him.

“Not a problem,” he responded, turning it over in his hands as he examined it for a beat. Moseby grinned at him, seemingly satisfied with that answer.

“Thank you,” he replied before he started tending to the guests on the Sky Deck. Cody turned his attention to his friends now, giving them a quick hello.

“What are we looking at?” he questioned, scanning the Sky Deck.

“I was just showing everyone that Henry is fine,” Zack answered, gesturing to Henry, who was now standing on the other side of the deck near the railing with the girl Zack and Cody had met earlier that morning, Charlotte? (Zack made a quick mental note to try to talk to later because boy, was she pretty) along with the two older men Zack never got the names of. The group kept their attention on Henry for a moment, and after a second he turned to look at them, his face twisted in confusion when he noticed they were all gawking at him.

“Alright, you already gave him a nosebleed, let’s not freak him out by continuing to stare at him,” Cody mentioned, clearly also taking note of the puzzled and slightly agitated look on Henry’s face. The majority of them swiftly looked away then, while Cody mouthed out a “Sorry,” followed by a sheepish grin, and Henry immediately smiled. As Zack watched the interaction unfold, a strange sensation started forming in the pit of his stomach but he couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.

It almost looked as if Henry was...blushing? But, Zack decided it was just his eyes playing tricks on him. 

Still, he couldn’t help but notice Henry periodically stealing glances in their direction, and Zack was almost positive that he was looking right at Cody.

“But why would he be doing that?” he wondered to himself. He speculated for a second that maybe Henry was actually checking out London or Bailey, and maybe from the angle they were both standing it only seemed like he was looking at Cody.

But, somehow that thought didn’t make the strange sensation in the pit of his stomach feel any better.

Henry only eventually stopped looking over at them once his other friend from earlier that morning rejoined their group.

“Zack!” he heard someone exclaim behind him, and he turned to see Moseby standing at the counter, gesturing wildly to a few guests that had sat down and were impatiently waiting for someone to come fill their orders. Zack exhaled sharply.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” he responded with a dismissive wave of his hand, and he was sure he saw Moseby start actually fuming out of the corner of his eye. He said his goodbyes to his friends before making his way over to the guests to begin taking orders.

****** After Henry watched Zack take off in order to start his shift, he started out of the infirmary in order to find his way back to the Sky Deck to meet up with coworkers once more. The nurse had provided him with some over-the-counter pain medication to take as well as a disposable ice pack to put on his nose on the way out, and he thanked her as he gently placed it on his face, hissing at the slight pain that shot through him on contact.

It took him a little longer to find his way back; he hadn’t been paying much attention to where they were going when Zack had escorted him down there. Lucky for him, there were signs plastered up everywhere, and those, along with the map Jasper had sent him via text, was able to lead him back.

Once he got there, he saw Zack standing near the Easy Squeezy juice counter in his work uniform, a green polo shirt, khaki shorts, and a navy blue apron tied around his waist. He was with a few other kids Henry didn’t recognize.

“Hey, Swellview! How do you feel?” he heard Zack call after him as he walked past their group.

“Like someone elbowed me in the face,” he shot back without looking at him. He felt a twinge of guilt over his sharp tone, but considering his head was throbbing and he still felt uncomfortably sticky from the smoothies that had spilled all over him earlier, that guilty feeling was fleeting. He spotted Ray, Charlotte, and Schwoz on the other side of the deck and he made his way over to them.

“Hey! How’s your nose?” Charlotte questioned as he approached, concern dripping from her voice as she instinctively reached out to him, stopping just short of his face.

“It’s okay. It’s not broken, luckily. Just bruised. Where’s Jasper?” he asked as he glanced around the Sky Deck, trying to spot their other friend. 

“He just went to put your stuff in your room. You guys are roommates,” Charlotte responded, shoving her hands into the front pockets of her jeans.

“Yeah, he texted me about that. He didn't tell you what our room number is, did he? I really want to go change and get this smoothie off of me,” Henry said, running his free hand through his hair and grimacing at the sticky sensation he felt on contact. Charlotte just shook her head in response.

Henry got an uneasy feeling then that someone was watching him, and he quickly glanced around to see that Zack, Cody, and their three friends were still watching him. His face twisted in confusion and he felt his irritation grow as he tried to figure out why they were all staring at him. He saw Cody say something, although he couldn’t work out what, before they all hastily looked away again, save for Cody, who gave Henry a sheepish smile as he mouthed the word “sorry.” Henry felt his annoyance slip away, his heart-rate speeding up and the corners of his lips tugging upwards into a grin, as the two of them shared a look. After that, he kept sneaking a few glances over to Cody, and he was sure that Zack had noticed but he didn’t care. He finally stopped when Jasper rejoined the group. Before Jasper could even say hello, they heard an announcement ring out over the loudspeaker, “All ashore that’s going ashore.”

“Well, I guess that’s it for us,” Ray declared, gesturing between him and Schwoz, “You guys figure out who the hacker is and you call us. Don’t do anything without me. We don’t know how dangerous this guy is,” he warned.

“Why are you assuming it’s a guy?” Charlotte shot back. Ray just rolled his eyes but didn’t respond. The group fell silent as they watched each other in a slightly uncomfortable silence for a beat. Finally, Henry and Ray said goodbye and gave each other an awkward quick half-hug. Jasper threw his arms around Ray, much to Ray’s dismay, but he returned the hug after a second before they both said their goodbyes. Once Ray got to Charlotte, they both watched each other awkwardly before deciding on a goodbye high-five.

Schwoz was a lot less shy than Ray was, and he gave each of the kids a big bear hug as he choked back a few stray tears.

“Remember, as soon as you find anything out you call me,” Ray reiterated to Henry one last time. Henry nodded in agreement, and with a final wave goodbye, Ray and Schwoz were making their way back to shore.

Henry turned to Jasper then, but before he could ask for their room number, Jasper’s eyes were wide and he was hitting Henry’s arm excitedly, practically bouncing on his heels.

“Henry! Henry! Do you know who that is?!” he nearly shouted.

Henry was taken aback by Jasper’s sudden outburst, and after a second he removed the ice pack from his nose so he could use both hands to grab onto his friend in an effort to get him to stop hitting him.

“Who?” Henry interrogated, his tone mildly agitated as he followed Jasper’s gaze to the group Zack and Cody had been standing with just moments ago, although now both of them were at the juice counter, with Zack filling out orders and Cody fiddling with some type of electronic, so it was just a curly-haired boy and two girls.

“The girl!” Jasper exclaimed, gesturing wildly to the remaining trio.

“Which girl? There’s two of them,” Henry replied, puzzled. Jasper exhaled sharply with a roll of his eyes as he looked to Charlotte. “Charlotte?” he said, his tone indicating that he was hopeful maybe she knew who he was talking about, but she just shrugged. “That’s London Tipton!” he declared as he looked between his two best friends, obviously waiting for them to have some type of reaction, but they just stared at him, perplexed. “Hello? What boat are we on?!” he continued, gesturing excitedly. Realization dawned on Charlotte and Henry’s faces then.

“So, she owns the boat...” Charlotte commented, her statement sounding more like a question as she furrowed her eyebrows.

“Well, her dad does. But, it’s not even that. Haven’t you guys ever seen her web show? ‘Yay, me! Starring London Tipton’?”

Charlotte and Henry shared a confused glance and a shrug and Jasper rolled his eyes again.

“Yay, me! London Tipton!” he echoed as if repeating her name would suddenly give them knowledge of who she is. Jasper’s last proclamation got the attention of the brunette girl in a sparkly outfit that had been standing with the twins before. She looked at Jasper curiously as she made her way over to them. Jasper’s eyes went wide and he moved behind Henry slightly as she approached.

“Do I know you?” she inquired once she reached them, cocking her head to the side as she studied them. Jasper just stared at her, obviously unable to form coherent sentences as she waited for a response.

“No, you don’t. This is my friend, Jasper. He’s apparently seen your web show,” Henry responded for him, pulling a reluctant Jasper out from behind him as he pushed him closer to London. London smiled then as she looked at Jasper.

“You have?” she asked excitedly. Jasper grinned sheepishly as he met her gaze. “Yeah! I’ve seen every episode!” he answered eagerly. Charlotte and Henry shared an amused look over their overenthusiastic friend, while London watched him for a second.

“I like you,” she stated finally, “I was just about to go to the boutique to get some new clothes. Come with me and tell me how pretty I look!” she declared, grabbing Jasper by the collar and not really giving him the option to say no as she started dragging him away, although given by the look on his face, he didn’t mind much. The remaining two chuckled as they watched their friend being yanked across the Sky Deck. Henry’s amused smile faded suddenly as he realized he still didn’t know what room number he was in, and he really didn’t want to wait any longer to get the smoothie off of him.

“Wait, Jasper! I need our room number!” he called after them, but they were already out of earshot. Henry started across the deck after them, turning to Charlotte as he went. “I’ll catch up with you in a little while!” he said to her before he started off after the pair once more.

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A few hours later, Henry had showered and changed and was now standing in his cabin with his suitcase open on his bed, although he wasn’t really unpacking it as much as he was just thinking about unpacking it.

Unpacking it meant staying, and staying was the last thing he wanted to do.

He heard a knock at the door, and he quickly zipped his still full suitcase back up and haphazardly threw it in the closet, shutting it before going to answer the door. He found Cody on the other side of it, holding another disposable ice pack.

“Hey! I brought this for you. Just in case,” he said, awkwardly reaching out to hand Henry the ice pack. Henry smiled as he took it. The pain medication had taken away his headache, and his nose was down to a dull ache now, so he wasn’t really sure he needed the ice anymore, but Cody had been nice enough to bring it to him.

“Thanks,” he said, pressing the ice to his face.

“How’s it feeling, by the way?” Cody inquired, gesturing towards Henry’s injury.

“It’s not so bad now. The headache is gone, at least,” Henry responded, and Cody smiled a little at that. They fell into an awkward silence for a beat . “How’d you know where to find me? I don’t remember passing you in the hall yet…” Henry started, “Did I tell you my room number and I just forgot? Maybe Zack hit me harder than I thought,” he finished, that last part more to himself than Cody. Cody grinned sheepishly as he glanced down at the floor for a moment.

“Zack kinda...hacked into Moseby’s computer and found your room number for me.”

Henry furrowed his eyebrows, and Cody shoved his hands into his front jeans pockets.

“And, now that I’m saying that out loud, it sounds kinda stalkerish,” he added, meeting Henry’s gaze, causing Henry’s heart to skip a beat as he grinned, but his smile faded after he truly registered what Cody had said.  

Did he say “hack”?

“Say that again?” Henry said. He was certain he had heard Cody say “hack” but he wanted to be entirely sure before he jumped to any conclusions. Cody’s eyes went wide as he put his hands out in front of him.

“I didn’t ask him to hack into Moseby’s computer in order to find your room number! It wasn’t like that. He was already doing it; he does it every year. He reassigns anyone that’s assigned to his room so that he's able to keep the room to himself. Surprisingly, no one has figured it out yet,” Cody explained hastily.

“Right,” Henry mumbled, still stuck on the part where Zack had hacked into a computer. He thought about going to tell Charlotte this, but he was enjoying talking to Cody, even if he was only half-listening to what he was saying at the present moment.

“So, usually after my friends and I get back on the boat we have dinner together; we were going to do it tonight, but Moseby’s got me working on the ship’s new computer system and I can pretty much guarantee that I won’t be done in time...” Cody began again, snapping Henry out of his train of thought as he met Cody’s gaze.

“Why do you say that?” he interjected.

“Well...our friend Arwin, from the hotel- Zack mentioned he told you about the hotel?”

Henry nodded in response.

“He was the maintenance guy there, he automated the whole ship, and if you knew him, you would know what a huge mistake that was,” Cody explained. Henry chuckled.

“I think I know what you mean,” he replied with a grin. Cody smiled.

“Anyway, I was wondering if you and your friends wanted to join us? For the dinner tomorrow, I mean.”

“I don’t want to crash your dinner with your friends…” Henry responded, although deep down he didn’t really mean it. He was excited at the thought of getting to have dinner with his new crush.

“You wouldn’t be crashing! It’ll be fun,” Cody insisted with a grin, and Henry was finding it hard to resist those baby blues.

“Okay. Sure,” he replied, and Cody’s smile grew.

“Great!” he said as he pulled his phone out of pocket, “why don’t you put your number in and I’ll text you the place to meet us once I find out exactly where that is. Well, if I get cell reception that is. You’d be surprised how quickly we lose contact once we leave port.”

Henry nodded, taking Cody’s phone and keying in his name and number before handing it back. Cody looked down at his phone for a second and smiled, seemingly satisfied before he slipped it back into his jeans.

“I guess if I don’t have reception, I know where to find you.”

Henry secretly hoped then that they did lose reception just so Cody would have an excuse to visit him again.

“I’ll let you know the time and place and everything when we work out the details,” he said as he started to back up into the hallway. Henry nodded in response. “I’ll see you and your friends tomorrow night. You know, if I don’t see you before then,” he finished, giving a quick wave goodbye before he started down the hall once more.

“Wait, hold up!” Henry called after him. Cody stopped, turning on his heel to look at him once more. “Yeah?”

“This is probably a dumb question, but is Zack going to be there?” Henry asked, unable to hide the hint of contempt in his voice. Cody let out an airy laugh.

“Actually, no. He’s got other plans. He’s going to dinner with our other friend, London. They do that once a month. Nobody else is invited. We don’t know what they do or talk about but,” Cody responded with a shrug as he turned to leave. Henry contemplated Cody’s words for a beat.

“Do you think maybe he’s secretly dating London and they just don’t want the rest of you to know about it?” he inquired. Cody stopped dead in his tracks, his back still to Henry. He remained frozen in place for a second before he slowly turned to face Henry, a curious expression on his face. “I didn’t until now,” he said slowly. Henry could tell by the look on his face that he was actively trying to figure out if what Henry suggested could be at all true. His expression softened for a moment as he smiled.

“No, they wouldn’t. London’s older than us, so it'd be kinda weird if...well, I guess it wouldn’t be that weird now that we’re older... But, it’s not possible. We’ve known London forever. Unless…” he rambled, his face turning serious once more. Henry then watched as Cody flip-flopped between believing the notion was completely bogus to seriously contemplating it again as he mumbled to himself.

“It was just a thought,” Henry interjected after a while, and Cody seemed to snap out of his thoughts as he met Henry’s gaze.

“Right. I’ll just... talk to Zack about it later. I’ll see you,” he said, and with a quick wave goodbye, he started off down the hall.

After Henry watched Cody disappear around the corner, he made his way down to the deck where the girls’ rooms were located. After a second of searching, he found Piper’s room, and he knocked on the doorframe of the open door of her cabin. Piper looked up from her open suitcase that was sitting half-empty on the bed closest to the door. Sitting at the desk on the opposite side of the room was a dark-haired girl around Piper’s age that Henry assumed was her new roommate. From the looks of it, she was already completely unpacked and moved into their new cabin.

“Hey, what’s up?” Piper asked as she went back to unpacking.

“I’m kinda hungry, so I was going to see if I can find Charlotte and Jasp and maybe get some food. You wanna come? Your new roommate can come too…” Henry suggested, gesturing to the girl sitting on the opposite side of the room.

“No, thanks. I really want to finish unpacking and getting all moved in,” Piper responded without looking up from her suitcase, excitement dripping from her voice. Henry felt a twinge of guilt then. He was hopeful that they wouldn’t have to stay on the boat long, but he didn’t think about how this would impact his little sister, who wouldn’t really have a clue as to why they would be leaving so soon. “Besides, Mara and I have plans later. By the way, Mara, this is my older brother, Henry. Hen, this is my roommate, Mara,” Piper said, gesturing to the both of them respectively. Henry nodded to the other girl and she gave Henry a sweet smile.

“Thanks for the invite, but no thanks. I have...other plans in mind,” Mara replied an air of mystery to her voice. Henry furrowed his eyebrows for a second as he looked up at her, her thick, dark-rimmed glasses reflecting some of the light from the open porthole. The way she said that made him feel a bit uneasy, but he decided not to press the issue.

“Uhhh...okay. No problem, then,” he responded. Piper smiled at him as the three of them remained silent for a beat.

“Was there anything else?” Piper questioned after a moment, a hint of irritation in her voice.

“No, that was it,” Henry said as he stood up straight again, “Just...be safe. Stay out of trouble. You know the rules.”

Piper rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. Henry looked at her with a serious expression and she grinned.

“I got it. I’ll see you later,” she responded as she made her way to the door. Before he could even say goodbye, she was shutting the door in his face.

“Later,” he said to no in particular, before he went to go search for his two friends.

#danger on deck #the suite life on deck fanfic #suite life fanfic #henry danger fanfic #zenry #zelda writes #zwrites #* #I really put a slightly more specific description for Mara knowing damn well no one is going to see it #ah well #Nesha probably will so #this fic is like mostly for her anyway at this point lskdfj #but the rest of you can read it I guess