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uwudonoodle · 2 months

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Happy pi day! I think stories are always better if they have a delicious pie in them. So here's a random list of pies on screen, that I lowkey want to make and eat. 🥧

🎞 Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

🥧 Gooseberry Pie

The queen poisoned Snow before she could put it in the oven. That's the real tragedy. I've never had a gooseberry pie, but my dad has a small gooseberry bush that might produce enough for a pie some day.

🎞 Julie and Julia

🥧 Chocolate Silk Pie

Julie makes a pie in the opening of the movie while musing about how cooking brings her peace in a chaotic world. I had never had a chocolate silk pie before, but after the movie I looked up a recipe and made it. It's now one of my most requested pies at Thanksgiving. Although I like to use an oreo crust where Julie used a Graham cracker.

🎞 Big Fish

🥧 Apple Pie

Of course the perfect little idyllic town of Spectre, Alabama served hot apple pie. It looked real good too.

🎞 Kiki's Delivery Service

🥧 Herring Pie

At least I think it's a fish pie because of the design on top, not positive. Fish pie wouldn't be my favorite to eat. It was baked in a wood fired oven, and man, did the crust look amazing.

🎞 Harry Potter

🥧 Shepherd's Pie, Pumpkin Pasties, and Treacle Tart

(This includes the books as well since I think only the Pumpkin Pasties are mentioned in the movies.) Shepherd's pie is pure comfort food. We aren't really shown pumpkin pasties, but they sound like mini pumpkin hand pies. I saw Binging with Babish make Treacle tart (Harry's favorite) and now it's on my wish list. I just have to order some golden syrup from the UK to make it.

🎞 Tangled

🥧 Raspberry Rhubarb Pie?

We don't really know what kind of pie Rapunzel bakes in her tower kitchen, but the internet thinks it's raspberry rhubarb, which sounds awesome.

🎞 I, Robot

🥧 Sweet Potato Pie

I love how Will Smith's character is so excited for his Grandma's pie, that he just starts eating without even cutting a slice. Then he tells some stranger on the street to hold it or wear it. 🤣

🎞 Hook

🥧 Imagination Cream Pie

All the imaginary food in Neverland looked amazing to me as a kid. It would be fun to try to make a cream pie that was as colorful as the food in that scene. I wonder what flavor it should be? Inventing new pies is fun.

🎞 The Emperor's New Groove

🥧 Spinach Puffs

Arguably not pie, but it's a filling in a pasty, so close enough. Binging with Babish's recipe looks awesome, but I have yet to try it. Kronk is a proud cook, and I respect him for it.

🎞 Blazing Saddles

🥧 Cream Pie

They did more throwing than eating, but the pies still looked tasty, and it was a good time.

🎞 Waitress (movie and musical)

🥧 Marshmallow Pie, Dark Chocolate Strawberry Pie, Spiced Pumpkin Pie, Chocolate Blackberry Pie, Butterscotch Banana Pudding Pie, Ham and Cheese Quiche, Spaghetti Pie, Pecan Cheesecake, Peach Pie, Cherry Pie, Chocolate Custard Pie, Cinnamon Custard (hope I remembered them all)

Before I saw Waitress, I had made pies, but I never thought about inventing new pies. Jenna got me thinking more creatively. I've since made my own versions of her Dark Chocolate Strawberry, Chocolate Silk, Spaghetti Pie, and Ham and Cheese Quiche. FYI, one of the pies on the DVD cover has a lazy lattice, and I noticed. 👀

📺 Monk

🥧 Chicken Pot Pie

Monk got the crust perfectly placed and then stalled while he counted the peas. It hurt my heart that I never got to see the finished product. I should make more pot pies, they are awesome.

📺 Avatar: The Last Airbender

🥧 Egg Custard Tarts

Avatar did not need a pie to be one of the best shows ever, but it did, because Avatar has it all. The face Aang makes when tempted with egg custard is adorable. Now I know why, as I made an egg custard a few years ago at Christmas.

📺 In Plain Sight

🥧 Lemon Meringue or Banana Cream (I didn't get a good look)

After a long hard day, Mary's partner got her a big slice of pie from a bakery and told her, "Eat pie. Pie makes everything better." Thank you, Marshall. We stan.

📺 The Dragon Prince

🥧 Jelly Tarts

Of course my favorite show has pie. They are based on an Israeli dessert, but they're close enough to pie for me. Callum's Spellbook has a recipe, although I might try making them with traditional pie dough. Maybe for the season 6 premier?🤞 I just have to decide which flavor. 🤔

📺 Adventure Time

🥧 Apple Pie (with crystal apples!)

I watched the first episode, and when they mentioned pie, I was like, this show is going to be good. Even though Tree Trunks was wisked to another dimension and never actually got to finish her pie, I ended up loving Adventure Time.

📺 Pushing Daisies

🥧 Mixed Berry Pie, Kiwi Cream Pie, Three Plum Pie, Apple Pie with Gruyere

No joke, my therapist recommended this show to me because she knew I loved baking pies. I, of corse, immediately identified with the sad pie maker who was obsessed with making pies as a way to cope. I binged the entire series, then found out it was cancelled, and processed to mourn for the next week. I still want to try to recreate some of their signature pies. The Kiwi Cream is so pretty.

🎮 The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild and Tears of the Kingdom

🥧 Apple Pie, Pumpkin Pie, Fruit Pie, Meat Pie, Fish Pie, Egg Tarts, and Cheesecake (it counts)

These the first video games I ever finished (my parents banned them so I didn't get to start playing until I was older). The combat still kind of scares me, but I took to the cooking right away. On my first play through, I was so excited to get Tabantha Wheat, so I could finally make pies. Wild's era Link is so much cooler because he's a pie maker. I always keep a few egg custard tarts in my inventory for some quick hearts.

Happy pi day! Go eat a big slice. Pie makes everything better.

Please comment any pies I missed (I definitely haven't seen everything).

*Sweeny Todd, American Pie, Spongebob's bomb pie, and The Help aren't mentioned because their pies were not delicious.*

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azusamarryme · 7 months

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The last one standing

Chapter 1: the pit of despair

We woke up in a different place, where we don't live and know. Neither we wanted to be

I get up rub my eyes and spot someone in my right. It was a boy with a blue jersey, cherry coloured hair and he seems peacefully sleeping...somehow. After some minutes he wakes up.

"Reiji.... get that light off my face...Its Sunday" he mumbled rubbing his eyes.

"hm? Where the hell are we?"

"I think on a random island" I mumbled looking around

"Well of course Someone else will be here!" He said Getting up.

"I don't-" I was cut off by him leaving alone. Without taking me or asking me to come with him!

Of course I followed him I was scared something had happened to him. We walked a lot until we found something, looking like a camp.

"Finally! You two woke up! Ayato you were snoring like an old man!" A brunette Mascular man said carrying some crops.

"No I didn't!" Ayato said Blushing in embarrassment.

"Yes you did! I wish I had my phone to record you!" A boy with black hair and red eyes said playing some video games.

"Ok then! How you woke up then!"

"...None of your business...." You can see he was red and looking away.

The basket was full of goods ,Tasty fruits,some fish, some vegetables and...random video games?

"Anyways! Kino! Carry Something and stop being so damn Lazy! I brought you to help me not to play video games!" The brunette said looking at Kino.

"Stop ordering me around! I am doing my best ok?!"

"No you aren't! All this time I do the work while you are playing on this damn thing!"

They were arguing all the time while we were walking back to where we will stay. Suddenly, I heard some slight noises from deep in the woods.

"What's up?" Yuma turned and looked at me kinda worried.

"Um...I heard something in there!"

"YUMA YOU ARE HUGE PROTECT US!" Kino said pointing at the woods.

"Everyone get behind me! I will protect you all!" Yuma said and got on a defensive pose.

A sleeping blonde boy was thrown at us. He was somehow still sleeping even though he got tossed at us.

"OH MY GOD! IS HE DEAD?!" Kino screamed hiding behind Ayato. The boy was still sleeping when a guy with black and blue haired appeared.

"Jesus....he is heavy! Why I agreed to cooperate with a lazy guy like him!"

"Ah! Ruki! I found some food! I don't think if they are enough for us! But we tried" Yuma said showing his basket.

"Good job! I can carry that You can carry Shu...he hasn't even lifted his finger!" Ruki said walking east.

"On it!" Yuma got Shu on his arms and followed him and of course to not get lost we followed them.

#diabolik lovers fandom #diabolik lovers #thelastonestanding #mukami brothers #sakamaki brothers #tsukinami brothers

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tinandabin · 2 years

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Her Cosmo Heart

Chapter 2: I regret everything.

( where I found this picture- )

"Maybe they are, maybe they aren't. But that doesn't matter because we need to run our asses away from here-"

"Why fear when I am here!" You said while picking up the flamethrower.

"What...the hell is that thing?" The demon's sharp and bitter voice spoke. You can see some drool slipping from its mouth-

"Oh, trust me, something you don't wanna know..." Your ride or die gal mumbled. Flashback to the time when you wanted to use a flamethrower to cook food because you saw Bard from Black Butler do it.

Never mind the fact your dad was supporting you through it while your mom and Ollie's dad just stood there with horrified expressions.

"I live for destruction," You told with a grin on your face, as you pressed the button to activate it. Dont come after me, I dont know how they work.

The flames came through it and the demon almost, almost got burnt. The fire did manage to burn a bit of its skin and very unluckily for you, it screamed. Attracting the attention of more demons.

Because if we go down, we go down together.

"What thE FUCK IS THAT THING," Cried out the demon. Bitches better be scared because you will burn them.

"This is everything I never wanted.." Grumbled Ollie. I doubt others would too appreciate a hoard of starved and drooling demons running after them.

As soon as the flames busted through the flamethrower, you got scared, I got scared, Ollie got scared, the demon got scared, everyone got scared.

So you threw the flamethrower on the demon!

Sometimes things are too intense so we just gotta abandon a flamethrower and run away.

Grabbing your bag and Ollie's hand, maybe you are gay. You ran away. You Scooby-dooed the fuck away from the demon.

"How-How the hell will we get out of this hell-" Wheezing, your helium to your balloon spoke.

"I wish I knew."

"What do you mean you don't?"

"Do you know tho? "

"No."

"How do you expect me to know then."

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"So, you are telling me we are in the final selection according to the manga..and we don't know how to get out...?" Ollie blankly stared at the clouds, the gloomy atmosphere adding to your feelings.

You nodded just as the rain started, gladly you both were under a tree. The rain could also be a demon's drool but none of you got enough energy to give a fuck.

You hope tomorrow morning the rain would have stopped.

Sighing, you pulled up the bag full of tasty tasty snacks.

"You want some?" You asked while crunching on some takis.

"Nah.." Replying, she sighed. Already tired and oh so ready to make a make-shift bed out of leaves and go into hibernation. She is the master of making things out of whatever is available. I mean, she built a playhouse when you both were 4 years or something out of rocks. The balance wasn't equal so it did shatter and fell onto both of you leading you both into a mini-coma.

You remember the dream you had of riding a lollipop in the shape of a horse that would eat anything in its way. You sometimes have seen that same horse in the corner of your eyes.

Finishing the takis, you were about to carelessly throw it somewhere but decided against it and stored it in the bag.

You very dearly regret not bringing a pillow.

"NEIGHHHHH"

...

"What the fuck." Both you and Ollie said in unison blinking and looking around you.

"NEIGHHGGHHGHH" Again, that unpleasant shrill ugly voice shouted. Stop, it will make your ears bleed. That would not be very Gucci.

"DUDE, STOP." Ollie already angry screamed at the voice in her most high-pitched voice. What is it? A screaming contest of who can have the most high-pitched voice? You are joining it.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," That-That took so much of your energy and oxygen out of you- Panting, you were about to scream again when the voice came running at your voice, mhm, running at your voice.

"NEIGHHHHH"

As soon as you saw the creature, I kid you not, you almost shitted your pants. How can you not? IT'S THAT LOLIPOP HORSE. IT EXISTS. IN THIS UNIVERSE. AS A DEMON. As the author said, it will eat anything. Even your enemies. Even you.

You screamed. Loud. Bet it got the attention of even the Ubuyashiki estate. Immediately, you took the empty packet of takis and threw it at that ugly ass demon. And guess what? It ate it.

It's fucking chewing on it as if it's chicken legs.

"HEY, WE NEED TO RUN. NOW." You shrieked at Ollie, all logical and common sense thrown out the non-existent window.

"OKAY, OKAY, CALM DOWN FIRST YOU CRACKED EGG," She shrieked at you in the same manner.

"Mom come pick me up, I am scared."

As if the Gods wanted to mock you, you could see the clouds taking the shape of a "no."

Do you realise how badly you have messed up.

Do you.

Picking up a branch that had very in timing fallen off you hit the horse. On the head. It released a very painful shriek.

Wait, the horse was made out of lollipops.

You just cracked its skull open. You cracked its skull open.

"HOLY MACARONI." Eyes wide Ollie took in the sight before her. She has always been a crazy lover of candies. And by crazy, I mean crazy.

And she was about to just start swallowing all the candy when you stopped her. I mean.... It was a demon.

Demons don't die easily.

A laugh escaped you as you looked at the pieces of the candy getting together slowly.

"I regret everything."

Chapter three.

( where I found this picture- )

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nakachuchu · 3 years

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Medusa | Miyazawa Kenji

chapter eight of the Fairy Tales and Myths series

SYNOPSIS: Medusa inspired AU.

READER: female

WORDS: 1006

WRITTEN: 03/02/2021

Kenji lived in a small village where all the folks were nice to each other. There was the occasional bad seed, but they'd simply get sent to the dark cave in the part of the mountain that no one went to—except for Kenji.

He heard rumors and legends of a woman who turned men to stone. You were never seen leaving the cave, but you did at night to hunt for food.

Kenji decided to visit you. No one in the village knew because he knew they would try to stop him.

He brought a basket full of fruits and meat as an offering to you because he thought it would be a nice housewarming gift.

"Hello?" he called out.

He had his eyes closed because he heard that her stare was deadly. He could hear the hissing of snakes.

"You shouldn't be here. Are you a criminal?" you asked.

"No, I'm here to bring you food! I thought you'd be hungry and lonely," said Kenji.

"What? Why would you do that?"

"Because it's a nice thing to do. Plus, you must be lonely. I would be if I had to live in a cave all alone."

"I don't have to. I just prefer to," you said.

"Why?" he asked as he took a step forward.

"Don't come closer. I simply don't like men. That's it. Please leave. You seem like a nice person, so I'd rather not have something happen to you."

"You seem like a nice lady! Let's eat together," he said as he sat down on the floor, mindlessly opening the basket and taking the food out.

"Wha—Did you even listen to me?"

"I should be fine as long as I keep my eyes closed, right? Easy peasy."

"You're not listening to me at all," you muttered.

You gave him a wary look and your snakes hissed softly as you sat in front of the young man. He seemed innocent with his dirty and ruined overalls and the straw hat strapped around his neck.

"Here ya go!" he chirped as he handed you an apple. "My neighbors grow these apples and they're super tasty."

You took it from his hand and sniffed the apple for any poison. When you determined there was none, you bit into the apple.

It was sweet like he said. You didn't get to eat much fruit since it only grew in the village. You mainly ate bush berries and animal meat you hunted yourself.

"Why don't you come down to the village?" he asked.

"People aren't very fond of me, but neither am I of them," you said.

"How come?"

"You aren't afraid to ask questions, are you?" you asked.

"Nope! You seem like a really nice person to me."

"Peculiar," you murmured.

You weren't comfortable around men. They had ruined you in the past and laughed at your pretty tears as they had their way with you.

You had been cursed by the gods when you killed those men with a rock nearby. It was an atonement, they said.

You scoffed whenever you thought about it. You were protecting yourself but received a punishment instead.

From that day on, Kenji came at least weekly, if not every day. He would tell you stories about his day and his childhood, then ask you about yours.

You rarely responded at first but started opening up. Even a few of your snakes greeted him whenever he came by.

You found yourself waiting for him every day, and you even made a blindfold out of your clothes for him.

You didn't want to take the risk of him opening his eyes for any reason. You learned Kenji was not like those men. He was much more pure and happy, like a cute pup.

"Can I touch you?" he asked.

"I'm sorry?"

You were bewildered by his question and didn't know how to respond. You weren't ready for that.

"I want to picture what you look like," he said. "Can I touch your face?"

"Oh, yes, you can," you said as you tried to calm your racing heart.

With the blindfold on, he reached for your face. He patted your cheeks, silently in awe at how cool you felt.

He could feel a few patches of scales on your jawline and cheeks. He twitched when a snake bumped its nose onto his hand but continued to feel your face.

"You're so pretty," he breathed.

"I'm not," you retorted.

He shook his head. "You're the most beautiful person I've ever met. I wish I could see you."

"You can't," you said. "But...thank you. You're pretty too."

He smiled, retracting his hands. "Thanks!"

He didn't come to see you for another few days. You wondered if something happened to him, but forced yourself to wait.

Whenever you were feeling sad, your snakes would nudge their noses against your cheeks for comfort.

They were part of your curse and your friends at the same time.

On a particularly windy night, Kenji came by. The snakes heard him before you saw him, and you were happy to see him until you turned around.

"Kenji, what have you done?" you asked, taking in his bloody appearance.

"I killed everyone, Y/N. Now, we can be together in the village! You won't have to worry about anyone else ever again. I'll protect you," he promised with a closed-eye smile.

“I didn't ask you to. I never wanted you to get your hands dirty.”

“I don't mind. This is the least I can do for the person I love. Besides, look on the bright side, Y/N. You don't have to live in this cave anymore. We can grow fruit together and raise pets together. Maybe we’ll even have children,” he added.

You didn't know what to do. You had killed many men because of your curse and you never felt bad about it.

“You're right,” you murmured.

You had lived in the cave for years by your lonesome, but now you had someone who loved you regardless.

#bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd #bsd x reader #headcanon #imagine #Miyazawa Kenji #Miyazawa Kenji x reader #Kenji Miyazawa x reader #Kenji Miyazawa #bsd kenji

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thewidowsghost · 3 years

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The Unknown Muggleborn - Chapter 8

3rd Person POV

Later that night, (Y/n) crawls under her covers to go to sleep; Marvel lies her small head on (Y/n)'s chest.

"'Night, girl," (Y/n) murmurs, drowsily scratching behind the cat's ears.

. . .

A few hours later, Marvel lifts her head, nuzzling (Y/n)'s face to try to wake her up. She lets out a whimper, pawing (Y/n)'s face.

The girl was sweating and her neck was resting at an awkward angle. Her breath had quickened and her eyes were moving rapidly under her closed eyelids.

Marvel jumps off the bed and streaks into Hermione's room. Hermione had always been a light sleeper, so when the cat jumped onto her bed, she wakes.

Marvel meows, and Hermione's head tilts in concern.

"What's wrong, Marvel?" Hermione asks and the black-and-white feline paws at Hermione's hand and jumps off the bed, stopping at the door, then looking back at the brunette.

What a peculiar cat, Hermione thinks, throwing back the covers and following the cat across the hall to her sister's room.

Marvel streaks over and onto the bed, her green eyes wide as she tries to nudge her companion awake again.

Realization and fear dawn in Hermione's eyes and she walks across the room and switches on (Y/n)'s bedside slight before placing a hand on her sister's shoulder, shaking it roughly.

"Come on," Hermione murmurs. "You've got to wake up."

(Y/n)'s eyes flash open, and she sits up in her bed, her eyes closed, head leaning against the headboard, her hands trembling.

Hermione sits down on the edge of (Y/n)'s bed, and takes her sister's hands in her own.

(Y/n) looks up, her eyes wide with shock - and a bright silver.

Hermione looks at her sister and (Y/n) subconsciously moves over and Hermione slides under the covers, her back leaning against the other half of (Y/n)'s pillow.

(Y/n) leans against Hermione's shoulder; Hermione, used to these nightmares, remains silent.

After a few minutes, she reaches over and turns off the bedside light.

(Y/n) turns on her side, her head resting on the pillow, and Hermione does the same.

. . .

(Y/n) and Hermione don't talk about the nightmare the night before as the two go about the rest of the break leading up until Christmas.

After breakfast Christmas morning, (Y/n), Hermione, and their parents walk into the living room.

"You girls want to pass out gifts?" Mrs. Granger asks and (Y/n) and Hermione nod.

After passing out the gifts, (Y/n) settles back down at her place in front of the couch. (Y/n) pulls the wrapping paper off one from Fred, and sitting on top was a card. It said:

(Y/n), Somebody got this picture of your first Quidditch match, I thought you'd like it.

- Fred

Lifting up the card, (Y/n) smiles seeing a picture in a frame. It was a picture of Fred and George lifting her up onto their shoulders after her first Quidditch match.

(Y/n) sets the picture and card beside her before picking up a gift from Harry. She smiles when she sees a Advanced Charms book and a book on Magical Creatures.

(Y/n) looks over at Hermione as the brunette at her side opens her gift. (Y/n) had given her sister a copy of Hogwarts: A History.

"I have a copy already," Hermione says, turning to (Y/n).

"There's a charm on it," (Y/n) explains. "Whenever something important in Hogwarts' history, it get's copied down in here. Look," (Y/n) says, opening a page. It says, October 31, 1991 - Hermione Granger, (Y/n) (L/n), Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, defeated a mountain troll in a girls toilet.

Hermione stares down at the book and a smile slowly spreads across her face. "This is really cool! I love it! But that's not how that went," Hermione says.

"Ah, but it's better than what actually happened," (Y/n) argues. "That was not my best birthday."

(Y/n) grabs another gift, pulls the paper off, and finds a box of chocolate frogs from Harry, and she sets them aside, promising to have one later.

One of (Y/n)'s last gifts is a package wrapped in glossy blue paper with wolves printed on it.

(Y/n),

Happy Christmas! I'm very proud of what you have accomplished at Hogwarts in such a short amount of time.

-Love,

Uncle Remus

(Y/n) gazes down at the card, a small smile on her face. Then she sets the card at her side and looks at the contents of the box. Inside was a small stuffed wolf with a tag on it's ear that read - (Y/n)'s first stuffed animal, a gift from Uncle Remus. Under that was a new stack of photos that (Y/n) promises herself to look at later.

(Y/n) opens a package and finds a red sweater with a silver (First Initial) on it. Under the sweater was a large box of homemade fudge and a letter.

(Y/n), My sons Ron, Fred, and George have told me a lot about you. My husband, Arthur, and I wish to meet you soon. Happy Christmas! -Molly Weasley

Grinning, (Y/n) pulls the sweater over her head and the four finishing opening all their gifts, both (Y/n) and Hermione take all their things upstairs.

3rd Person POV - with Harry - A few hours earlier

On Christmas Eve, Harry goes to bed looking forward for the next day for the food and the fun, but not expecting any presents at all. When he wakes early in the morning, however, the first thing he sees is a small pile of packages at the foot of his bed.

"Merry Christmas," says Ron sleepily as Harry scrambles out of bed and pulls on his bathrobe.

"You, too," says Harry. "Will you look at this? I've got some presents!"

"What did you expect, turnips?" says Ron, turning to his own pile, which is a lot bigger than Harry's.

Harry picks up the top parcel. It is wrapped in thick brown paper and and scrawled across it was to Harry, from Hagrid. Inside is a roughly cut wooden flute. Hagrid had obviously whittled it himself; Harry blows it - it sounded a bit like an owl.

A second, very small parcel contains a note. We received your message and enclose your Christmas present. From Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. Taped to the note is a fifty-pence piece.

"That's friendly," says Harry.

Ron seems fascinated by the fifty pence, "Weird!" he exclaims. "What a shape! This is money!"

"You can keep it," says Harry, laughing at how pleased Ron is. "Hagrid and my aunt and uncle - so who sent these?"

"I think I know who that one's from," says Ron, turning a bit pink and pointing to a very lumpy parcel. "My mom. I told her you didn't expect any presents and - oh, no," he groans, "she's made you a Weasley sweater."

Harry had torn open the parcel to find a thick, hand-knitted sweater in emerald green and a large box of homemade fudge.

"Every year she makes us a sweater," says Ron, unwrapping his own, "and mine's always maroon."

"That's really nice of her," says Harry, trying the fudge, which was very tasty.

Harry's next present also contains candy - a large box of Chocolate Frogs from Hermione which Harry thought was kind of funny because he had gotten (Y/n) the same thing.

Harry's next parcel was from (Y/n). Opening it, he sees a small box. Feeling curious, Harry opens the box to see a couple of photos. One was of a raven haired man with amber eyes, Harry's father, and a red haired women with emerald green eyes, his mother. The two are standing with a (M/H/C) haired women, (Y/n)'s mum; all three were smiling.

Harry looks at another picture of two kids, probably about a year old. One was a boy with raven hair and emerald eyes, the other was a girl with (H/C) and green eyes - Harry himself and (Y/n).

Then, Harry sees a piece of paper sitting in the box.

Hey Harry,

I found these pictures in the box my godfather left me and I made a few copies. I figured you'd want them.

-Love,

(Y/n)

Harry smiles and picks up the final present. He picks it up and feels it. It's very light, he thinks, and he unwraps it.

Something fluid and silvery gray goes slithering to the floor where it lies in gleaming folds and Ron gasps.

"What is it?"

Harry picks up the shining, silvery cloth off the floor. It's strange to the touch, like water woven into material.

"It's an Invisibility Cloak," says Ron, a look of awe on his face. "I'm sure it is - try it on."

Harry throws the cloak around his shoulders and Ron gives a yell.

"It is! Look down!"

Harry looks down at his feet, but they are gone. He dashes to the mirror. Sure enough, his reflection looks back at him, just his head suspended in midair, his body completely invisible. He pulls the cloak over his head and his reflection vanishes completely.

"There's a note!" says Ron suddenly. "A note fell out of it!"

Harry pulls off the cloak ans seizes the letter. Written in narrow, loopy writing he had never seen before were the following words:

Your father left this in my possession before he died. It is time it was returned to you.

Use it well

A very Merry Christmas to you

There is no signature; Harry stares at the note, while Ron is admiring the cloak.

"I'd give anything for one of these," Ron says. "Anything. What's the matter?"

"Nothing," says Harry. He fells very strange. Who had sent the cloak? Had it really once belonged to his father? he thinks.

Before he can say - or think - of anything else, but the dormitory door is flung open and Fred and George Weasley bounds in. Harry stuffs the cloak quickly out of sight. He doesn't fell like sharing it with anyone else yet.

"Merry Christmas!"

"Hey, look — Harry's got a Weasley sweater, too!"

Fred and George are wearing blue sweaters, one with a large yellow F on it,the other a G.

"Harry's is better than ours, though," says Fred, holding up Harry's sweater. "She obviously makes more of an effort if you're not family."

"Why aren't you wearing yours, Ron?" George demands. "Come on, get it on, they're lovely and warm."

"I hate maroon," Ron moans halfheartedly as he pulls it over his head.

"You haven't got a letter on yours," George observes. "I suppose she thinks you don't forget your name. But we're not stupid — we know we're called Gred and Forge."

"What's all this noise?"

Percy Weasley sticks his head through the door, looking disapproving. He had clearly gotten halfway through unwrapping his presents as he, too, carries a lumpy sweater over his arm, which Fred seizes.

"P for prefect! Get it on, Percy, come on, we're all wearing ours, even Harry got one."

"I — don't — want —" says Percy thickly, as the twins force the sweater over his head, knocking his glasses askew.

"And you're not sitting with the prefects today, either," demands George."Christmas is a time for family."

They frog-march Percy from the room, his arms pinned to his side by his sweater.

Harry had never in all his life had such a Christmas dinner. A hundred fat, roast turkeys; mountains of roast and boiled potatoes; platters of chipolatas;tureens of buttered peas, silver boats of thick, rich gravy and cranberry sauce —and stacks of wizard crackers every few feet along the table. These fantastic party favors were nothing like the feeble Muggle ones the Dursleys usually bought, with their little plastic toys and their flimsy paper hats inside. Harry pulls a wizard cracker with Fred and it didn't just bang, it went off with a blast like a cannon and engulfed them all in a cloud of blue smoke, while from the inside exploded a rear admiral's hat and several live, white mice. Up at the High Table, Dumbledore had swapped his pointed wizard's hat for a flowered bonnet,and is chuckling merrily at a joke Professor Flitwick had just read him.

Flaming Christmas puddings follow the turkey. Percy nearly breaks his teeth on a silver Sickle embedded in his slice. Harry watches Hagrid getting redder and redder in the face as he calls for more wine, finally kissing Professor McGonagall on the cheek, who, to Harry's amazement, giggles and blushes, her top hat lopsided.

When Harry finally leaves the table, he is laden down with a stack of things out of the crackers, including a pack of non-explodable, luminous balloons, a Grow Your-Own-Warts kit, and his own new wizard chess set. The white mice had disappeared and Harry has a nasty feeling they were going to end up as Mrs.Norris's Christmas dinner.

Harry and the Weasleys spent a happy afternoon having a furious snowball fight on the grounds. Then, cold, wet, and gasping for breath, they return to the fire in the Gryffindor common room, where Harry breaks in his new chess set by losing spectacularly to Ron. Harry suspects he wouldn't have lost so badly if Percy hadn't tried to help him so much.

After a meal of turkey sandwiches, crumpets, trifle, and Christmas cake, everyone feels too full and sleepy to do much before bed except sit and watch Percy chase Fred and George all over Gryffindor Tower because they'd stolen his prefect badge.

It had been Harry's best Christmas day ever. Yet something had been nagging at the back of his mind all day. Not until he climbs into bed is he free to think about it: the Invisibility Cloak and whoever had sent it.

Harry leans over the side of his own bed and pulls the cloak out from under it. His father's ... this had been his father's. He lets the material flow over his hands, smoother than silk, light as air. Use it well, the note had said.He has to try it, now. He slips out of bed and wrapped the cloak around himself. Looking down at his legs, he sees only moonlight and shadows. It's a very funny feeling.Use it well.Suddenly, Harry feels wide-awake. The whole of Hogwarts is open to him in this cloak. Excitement floods through him as he stands there in the dark and silence. He can go anywhere in this, anywhere, and Filch would never know.

Ron grunts in his sleep. Should Harry wake him? Something holds him back— his father's cloak — he felt that this time — the first time — he wants to use it alone. Harry creeps out of the dormitory, down the stairs, across the common room, and climbs through the portrait hole.

"Who's there?" squawks the Fat Lady. Harry says nothing. He walks quickly down the corridor.

Harry, his heart racing, and thought. And then it came to him. The Restricted Section in the library. He'd be able to read as long as he liked, as long as it took to find out who Flamel was. He sets off, drawing the Invisibility Cloak tight around him as he walked.The library is pitch-black and very eerie. Harry lights a lamp to see his way along the rows of books. The lamp looks as if it was floating along in midair,and even though Harry can feel his arm supporting it, the sight gives him the creeps.

The Restricted Section is right at the back of the library. Stepping carefully over the rope that separates these books from the rest of the library, he held up his lamp to read the titles. They didn't tell him much. Their peeling, faded gold letters spelled words in languages Harry couldn't understand. Some had no title at all. One book has a dark stain on it that looked horribly like blood. The hairs on the back of Harry's neck prickled. Maybe he was imagining it, maybe not, but he thought a faint whispering was coming from the books, as though they knew someone was there who shouldn't be. Harry had to start somewhere. Setting the lamp down carefully on the floor, he looked along the bottom shelf for an interesting-looking book. A large black and silver volume caught his eye. He pulls it out with difficulty, because it was very heavy, and, balancing it on his knee, lets it fall open.

A piercing, bloodcurdling shriek splits the silence — the book is screaming! Harry snaps it shut, but the shriek goes on and on, one high, unbroken, earsplitting note. He stumbles backward and knocks over his lamp, which went out at once. Panicking, he heard footsteps coming down the corridor outside —stuffing the shrieking book back on the shelf, he runs for it. He passes Filch in the doorway; Filch's pale, wild eyes looked straight through him, and Harry slips under Filch's outstretched arm and streaks off up the corridor, the book's shrieks still ringing in his ears.

Harry comes to a sudden halt in front of a tall suit of armor. He has been so busy getting away from the library, he hadn't paid attention to where he was going.Perhaps because it's dark, he didn't recognize where he was at all. There is a suit of armor near the kitchens, he knew, but he must be five floors above there.

"You asked me to come directly to you, Professor, if anyone was wandering around at night, and somebody's been in the library — Restricted Section."

Harry feels the blood drain out of his face. Wherever he is, Filch must know a shortcut, because his soft, greasy voice is getting nearer, and to his horror, it's Snape who replies, "The Restricted Section? Well, they can't be far, we'll catch them."

Harry stands rooted to the spot as Filch and Snape come around the corner ahead. They can't see him, of course, but it is a narrow corridor and if they come much nearer, they'd knock into him - the cloak didn't stop him from being solid.

Harry backs away as quickly as he can. A door stands ajar to his left. It's my only hope, Harry thinks. He squeezes through it, holding his breath, trying to to move it, and to his relief, he manages to get inside the room without their noticing anything. They walk straight past, and Harry leans against the wall, breathing deeply, listening to their footsteps dying away. They had been close, very close, It is a few seconds before he notices anything about the room he his hidden in.

It looks like an unused classroom. The dark shapes of desks and chairs are piled against the walls, and there is an upturned wastepaper basket — but propped against the wall facing him was something that didn't look as if it belonged there, something that looked as if someone had just put it there to keep it out of the way.

It is a magnificent mirror, as high as the ceiling, with an ornate gold frame,standing on two clawed feet. There is an inscription carved around the top: Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi.

His panic fading now that there is no sound of Filch and Snape, Harry moves nearer to the mirror, wanting to look at himself but see no reflection again; he steps in front of it.

He has to clap his hands to his mouth to stop himself from screaming. He whirls around, his heart pounding far more furiously than when the book had screamed - for he had not seen only himself in the mirror, but a whole crowd of people standing right behind him.

But the room is empty. Breathing very fast, he turns slowly back to the mirror.

There he is, reflected in it, white ans scared-looking, and there, reflected behind him, are at least ten others. Harry looks over his shoulder - but still, no one is there. Or are they invisible, too? Is his, in fact, in a room full of invisible people and this mirrors trick is that it reflects them, invisible or not?

Harry looks in the mirror again. A woman is standing right behind his reflection is smiling at him and waving. He reaches out a hand and feels the air behind him. If she is really there, he would touch her, their reflections are so close together, but he only feels air - she and the others exist only in the mirror.

She is a very pretty woman. Dark red hair and her eyes, emerald green eyes. Harry edges closer to the to the glass. Bright green - exactly the same shape as Harry's, but then he notices that she is crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wears glasses and his hair is very untidy. It sticks up at the back, just as Harry's does.

Harry is so close to the mirror that his nose is nearly touching that of his reflection.

"Mom?" he whispers. "Dad?"

They just look at him, smiling. And slowly, Harry looks into the faces of the other people in the mirror, and sees other pairs of green eyes like his, other noses like his, even a little old man, who looks as though he as Harry's knobbly knees - he is looking at his entire family for the first time in his life.

The Potters smile and wave at Harry and he stares hungrily hack at them, his hands pressed flat against the glass as though he is hopping to fall right through it and reach them. He has a powerful kind of ache inside him, half joy, half terrible sadness.

How long he stands there, he doesn't know. The reflections do not fade and he looks and looks until a distant noise brings him back to his senses. He can't stay here, he has to find a way back to his bed. He tears his eyes away from his mother's face, whispers, "I'll come back," and hurries from the room.

Harry does for the next two nights and Dumbledore had found Harry the last night. Dumbledore had told Harry the purpose of the mirror, to show the deepest desire of their hearts.

Dumbledore had convinced Harry not to go looking for the Mirror of Erised again, and for the rest of the Christmas holidays the Invisibility Cloak stays folded at the bottom of his trunk. Harry wishes he could forget what he'd seen in the mirror as easily, but he can't He starts having nightmares. Over and over a again he dreams of his parents disappearing in a flash of green light, while a high voice crackles with laughter. What Harry didn't know, was that (Y/n) was having the same dreams. Repetition from the one on Christmas Eve night.

"You see, Dumbledore was right, that mirror could drive you mad," says Ron, when Harry tells them about these dreams.

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shra-vasti · 4 years

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MAKES ME WONDER [5/40] The Parting

→ Synopsis : Your dream to attend a Seventeen concert was finally coming true but you weren't prepared for the events that were going to follow after Joshua made eye contact with you and chose to make you his partner for the mini game and take you out on a date as a winning prize.

→ Genre : fluff with a pinch of angst

→ Type : Idol x fan au

→ Word count : 1.5k

→ Taglist :@mngyuheart @vannie24 @uglyratlmao @rjsmochii @dwcljh @noniesgirl (let me know if you want to be added to the taglist)

→ Pairing : idol!Joshua x fan!reader

→ Main Seventeen Masterlist

→ Makes Me Wonder Masterlist

"Wow, I never felt so good while doing something so rebellious and troublesome."

The grin on your face widened when you took a look at his disheveled self, both of you trying your best at catching your breath.

He was not the perfect Joshua everyone sees on camera, you could see the blood in his veins all across his tan skin, glistening in sweat but still managed to take your breath away.

It was truly a sight to behold.

You bend down, holding your knees and watch him do the same before he extends his hand towards you which you gladly took.

"First thing first let's find some accessories to disguise my face, I don't want to take any risk of getting spotted in the streets like this, don't want you to be in trouble because of me."

You would have understood him if he had said he wanted to protect his image while looking for a disguise but you couldn't help the endearing feeling erupting in your chest at his words.

He cared enough to not get you in trouble instead of thinking about himself, his first thought was your safety.

You had to remind yourself that you are his fan, just a fan who managed to be lucky enough to receive a rose from him, dance with him and go on a date with him which led you here, you won't see him after today and the thought made your heart break.

You felt him tug your hand making you look up at him to see him confusingly staring at you.

"What are you thinking? I was calling you from the past 2 minutes, come one take me to a shop so I could get a cap or something."

"I know a shop near this area, let's go."

You unconsciously intertwined your fingers with him as you led him towards the shop which you were talking about, he let you drag him, his eyes trained in yours and his intertwined hands.

A small simple crept up on his face, his hand gripped yours firmly, he was astonished at how perfect your hands fit his.

He wasn't sure if he was allowed to feel the emotion he was currently feeling, you were his fan but he couldn't help but look forward to the rest of his day.

He knew you had something in you which kept him hooked since the time he first laid his eyes on you but what kept him wanting to be closer to you was the fact that you were treating him as a person rather than an idol.

He never once saw you behaving all crazy or too nervous, never heard you gush about how handsome he was or how you could even die for him, heck he was ever more astonished at the fact that you hadn't asked him for his autograph or a selca.

You made sure to maintain your boundaries, you didn't try to ask him about his personal life and didn't really care about anything related to his idol life only caring when he told you how he wish to escape this life for once and here you were granting him his wish knowing that you could be dragged in it too.

He found himself inside a small shop with lots of adorable accessories.

"Here it will suit you."

You put a big pair of sunglasses on his eyes before wrapping up his neck with a thick scarf which covered half of his face.

He looked at the small mirror satisfied with his disguise.

"Don't cover up too much , you'll attract attention."

"You're right."

You smiled at him widely before holding his hand again and taking him out of the shop.

"You see there's this restaurant down there where not many people come but the food there is so tasty and every seat of them is divided by small cabinets like walls for privacy so even if anyone was there inside with us they won't see us."

He just watched you gush about this particular restaurant you were leading him to and with each expression on your face he felt himself getting more drowned by you and his heart filled up with adoration.

Both of you reached the restaurant and made your order.

"Are you happy?"

"More than I could even explain, it feels nice going around walking without worrying if anyone will see me, being able to enjoy myself without being surrounded by fans or cameras or crew."

He leaned on the table, putting his elbow on it as he looked at your face.

"Then I'm happy that I could make you happy."

He laughed and nodded his head before reaching for your hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Thank You so much for today and everything you had done for me and also for paying for these since I didn't bring anything with me."

You frantically waved your hands in the air dismissing his gratitude.

"Think of them as my gift to you."

Both of you continued to eat in silence, neither of you talked but the silence wasn't awkward, it was rather comforting.

"You know-" you looked at him as he ordered the dessert for both of you and talk when the waiter left, "-I know I have said thank you before this but I can't really express how much greatful I'm feeling that you came in my life, I mean since you are my fan you may know that I wanted to quit if it wasn't for Jeonghan and ever since then even if I felt everything was so overwhelming I still tried my best and I always try to be the best version of me, but sometimes things get suffocating and hard that all I want to do is cry but then again I remember I'm an idol and if it cry it would ruin my makeup, my stylist often says that idols don't have feelings they don't cry."

You could feel your eyes getting filled up with tears as he explained to you and you let him share all of his worries with you, if you share pain it divides after all.

"Joshua, sometimes it's okay to break down, you aren't weak, I can only imagine how hard it may have been for you especially during the time when Seungcheol and Jeonghan were on hiatus but know that we will always be there for you."

You didn't even realize you were crying till he wiped your tears with his hands and he wondered how he was lucky enough to find someone like you even if it was just for a day.

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"Don't get me wrong but do you have a boyfriend?"

You were standing in front of the hotel he was staying at as he asked you the said question while both of you waited for your cab to arrive.

"No I don't, I mean I did have one but we didn't end up on good terms."

He nodded his head, stuffing his hands inside his pocket.

"I'll miss you, I hope you'll meet soon somewhere in the future."

Your eyes met his and you weren't sure what he actually wanted to decipher through them.

"I'll miss you too, I was lucky enough to have a date with you let alone be able to spend a whole day with you, I couldn't ask for more, I hope you'll take proper rest and tell others the same too."

It didn't felt right for both of you, Joshua wanted the day to be just a bit more long, he didn't want to leave you yet, he wasn't sure why he was feeling like that but the thought of this being the last time he ever sees your face or be in your presence made his heart feel emotions he never felt, it was almost as if his heart dreaded the thought.

He wasn't sure because it hadn't been much time since he knew you, heck he didn't even know you existed 2 days back and yet here he was aching to hold you back and tell you to not live when you waved him goodbye and got inside of the cab.

You quickly shut the cab's door without giving him a second glance because you knew if you did you would change your mind and hug him tight.

You weren't supposed to feel so strongly for your idol, you weren't allowed to, you were just a fan supporting your idol so you didn't know why the tears were continuously slipping from your eyes at the thought that you wouldn't be able to be that near him ever again.

You didn't understand why you felt like it was your responsibility to take all of his pain away, you didn't understand why your heart was aching.

He would get busy after 2 weeks of vacation and he'll forget about you, you'll just be a vivid memory to be if not a forgotten one, you were just another fan among the sea of many others, there were lots of female idols with more perfect features, it wouldn't require him much time to forget about you but somehow those thoughts managed to hurt you more than it were supposed to console you.

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rocksandrobots · 4 years

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Of Rocks and Robots Ch. 21 - Fishing Trip

"So what do you wanna do this weekend?" Hiro asked Varian.

The other boy only shrugged his shoulders as he had no idea.

It was Friday and they were both walking home from school while trying to make plans for the weekend. All of their other friends were either away or busy due to Father's Day coming up. Fred was going to accompany his dad on a mission. Gogo was driving down to her father's for a few days. Wasabi had bought plane tickets to fly back to his hometown of Seattle. Karmi went back upstate for the weekend with her parents, and Megan was still grounded, but had a full day planned to butter up her dad. Even Honey Lemon was going home to spend time with her abuelo.

This left Varian feeling a little awkward. In Corona they had a Guardians Day, which was meant for both parents or caretakers in general, but for Varian it was always a day for just him and his dad to spend time together. One of the few times in the year when his father wouldn't work in the field, or go to market, or have business at court.

Varian knew precisely what a day like Father's Day meant and how special time spent with the man who raised you could be. He envied his friends, but mostly, knowing this would be the second year without his dad pained him.

In a way, he was thankful that Hiro shared his delima. Though he certainly wouldn't have wished his predicament upon anyone, it was still somewhat comforting to know that he wasn't alone.

They were a less than a block away from the Lucky Cat, still discussing things to do, when a sleek car pulled to a stop beside them. The window rolled down to reveal a man with blonde hair, a large nose, and a wide smile. He was wearing a plaid shirt and a tan floppy hat.

"Hey Hiro! Go grab your overnight bag and some sunscreen!" He joyously ordered. "Your new brother, cousin, thingy too. We're going fishing!"

Varian could only look on confused, he didn't know this man nor why he wanted to him and Hiro to go on a fishing trip with him. However, Hiro apparently did know him and was also apparently not onboard with this idea at all. He stood with his mouth a gape with a look of horror in his eyes.

After processing this terrible news, Hiro could only sputter out, "But.. but why?"

The man in the vehicle began to offhandedly list his reasons. "Because fishing by oneself isn't any fun unless there's someone else around to show off to. Because I had an awful childhood, whose own father would never take fishing, and now I'm living vicariously through you. Also, you're still my intern and for the rest of the year, I still own you."

The man flashed another wide grin and Varian began to put the pieces together. This must be Krei. Owner of Krei Tech, the man in charge of the portals that brought him here, and also Hiro's boss. Though, this new revelation did nothing to stem the confusion in his mind. He couldn't for life of him see why he was being invited along on the trip nor did he understand Hiro's objections.

"But...but...b, but…" Hiro suttered desperately trying to think of way out of going.

"No buts! I've already talk with your aunt and got her permission, reserved the campsite, and I even bought you both fishing poles!" Still grinning, he reached down beside him and lifted the new poles up for Hiro and Varian to see.

Hiro let out a wordless half groan, half whine in defeat, before turning around and slumping towards the cafe. Varian blinked and looked back and forth between the two of them unsure what to do. Krei waved to him cheerfully, clearly excited for the upcoming trip, and Varian numbly waved back before deciding to follow Hiro and pack his own bag.

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Varian found himself enjoying the fishing trip more than he had expected. The first day was spent mainly getting there and setting up the campsite. The second day was spent fishing, exploring, and just taking in the scenery.

Varian had been allowed to bring Ruddiger along, as Hiro had also brought Baymax. His pet was overjoyed to be back in his natural environment and Varian had to admit that he felt more at home here in the great outdoors than in the crowded streets of San Fansokyo. The big city was fascinating but he'd always be a simple farm boy at heart.

Krei felt much the same way. The businessman hadn't been raised in the countryside the way Varian had, but he had a great love of camping, fishing, and being out in nature. His passion stemmed from childhood summers spent on vacation at something called 'summer camp'.

Varian found he got along with older man well. They spent the ride up chatting about science and it's more practical applications, spent the trip sharing wilderness tips, and fishing out in Krei's boat. Fishing had never been Varian's favorite activity, but he now found a new sense of nostalgia for it and the praise Krei would send his way whenever he caught one helped to fuel his enjoyment of the sport even more. Plus he got a chance to show off his cooking skills after they had cleaned their catch. Not the most pleasant task ever, but Varian could stomach it much better than butchering other kinds of meat.

Hiro however did not enjoy fishing, or camping, or anything to do with the outdoors really. The other teen mostly sulked the whole trip. When he wasn't busy gagging at the worms used for bait or getting scared by the unfamiliar sounds of the local wildlife that is. Mainly he stuck close to Baymax and the tent, bored out his mind and annoyed he had been forced to come long. Varian's enthusiasm only aggravated him further and, if he was being honest with himself, he was a little jealous by how easy things came to the other boy. He'd spent half a year trying to get on Krei's good side and impress him, while Varian had managed it in mere minutes of meeting the CEO.

The only time Hiro came out of his grumpy shell was at night, when they built a campfire and roasted marshmallows. Varian had never had smores before, but they were tasty, if also sticky and a little too sweet. Ruddiger however went nuts over the fluffy sweets and had to be kept from stealing the whole bag of them. Hiro didn't really care one way or the other about the traditional treat, but was more than eager to share ghost stories with the rest of the group. Gleefully recalling with gory detail about the spirit of an ax murderer who apparently stalked the woods. Perhaps it was a little vindictive of him, to try his best and scare the other teen, but Hiro couldn't help filling a little thrill whenever Varian gave a little jump or clutched his pet raccoon even tighter in comfort.

Keri was only amused by the story. He'd heard similar ones growing up at camp. He laughed at the end of Hiro's tale.

"Ha! Kids are still telling that one? Let me tell you a real horror story."

It was about tax audits.

Both boys could only shrug at each other.

"I do not understand the purpose of a 'ghost story'." Baymax observed.

"It's suppose to be for fun." Hiro informed him.

"I see; an adrenaline rush within a safe and controlled environment can be considered a pleasant feeling for some people. However I do not understand how taxes figure into that."

"Uuuuh, neither do we." Hiro admitted, "but I guess fear is subjective. Do you have any stories to share, Varian?"

Varian had to rack his brain on that one. His own life was more of a horror story then most ghost tales he knew, but he didn't want to devel into that. Instead he told a folk legend that his dad had once told him. It had been an old story from his home country; a parable about a rich man who was so greedy that he hoarded a well from the poor townspeople during a drought. Forcing them to pay him tribute lest they die of thirst, but he made the mistake of refusing water to a witch and so was cursed to become a vampire. To spend an eternity in thirst himself and to be forever alone, because he could no longer get close to other people without risking harm to them.

"And so a leader must care for his people, son," he remembered his father instructing him at the end of the tale, "He must share and give back to the community. He who sacrifices love for his fellow man in exchanged for selfish possessions, forfeits his right to live among mankind and to even be called a 'man' himself."

If only his father's words had been true. If real life had been as simple as stories, then Corona would have sided with him and not the evil king who kept the wondrous healing flower hidden away and who turned his back upon people need. But Varian conveniently left out this more personal anecdote.

"Wow." Hiro said flatly. "That's deep."

He wasn't used to horror stories having explicit morals attached to them and didn't know how else to respond. The tale hadn't been scary so much as eerie with an unnerving ending. Unlike his serial killer story, it wasn't anything you could be afraid of happening to you, yet questioning your place in the world was somehow more off putting than simple dismemberment.

The mood was broken however, by Ruddiger stealing Hiro's marshmallow off his roasting stick. It turned out to be last one as Krei had spent the majority of Varian's story battling the gluttonous raccoon over their food stores.

"I know racoons aren't 'mankind', but does this mean he's doomed to be a marshmallow vampire now?" Hiro joked as Varian got onto his pet.

"I don't know. Your robot looks like a walking marshmallow though." Varian shot back good naturedly.

Now out of food, save for leftover fish, they all decided to tuck in for the night.

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Hiro hated the woods. He hated how unfamiliar everything was, how inconvenient it was, and most of all he hated how gross it was. He woke up irritated and sore from sleeping on the thin sleeping bag inside the tent. He couldn't find anything decent to eat for breakfast. He never stopped grumbling while he was forced to use the bathroom outside. To make an awful morning even worst, he couldn't shake the feeling of being stalked as strange animals hooted and howled. One bush in particular shook right when he pasted it. He nearly jumped out of skin when Ruddiger pop out of it holding the last of the fish in its mouth.

He groaned as he watched the raccoon scurry away and climb up a tree a little ways off from the campsite. He didn't much care for the creature, or for wild animals in general, but he knew how important the pet was to Varian and so had tried to be polite about having it around. Still Hiro's patience was wearing thin. The walking bottomless pit had eaten practically everything in the camp.

Hiro reluctantly followed after, debating if it was worth trying to get the fish back. Probably not, he didn't even like the taste of fish all that much to begin with. He stopped in surprise when an apple core fell from tree and nearly hit him. He looked up and found Varian sitting in one of the top branches, raccoon by his side, and reaching up to pick another apple off the tree.

The other teen paused when he saw Hiro. "Hey! Morning! You wanna an apple for breakfast?"

Hiro's stomach growled in response but all he actually said was, "How did you get up there?"

Varian laughed, "Climbed up here. How else you do think? Fly?"

Hiro looked up at him blankly. It was an obvious answer, of course, and he felt silly for having asked it.

"Come on up!" Varian encouraged. "There's plenty of apples to go around."

"I..I can't." Hiro admitted sheepishly.

"Why not?"

"I don't know how to climb a tree." He mumbled.

Varian looked surprised by this revelation and before Hiro could do anything else, the other boy quickly climbed back down to join him.

“You never climb a tree before?”

‘Well, I did once, with Baymax’s help.” He rubbed the back of his neck self consciously.

“It’s not like there’s a whole lot of trees in San Fransokyo to climb.”

“Oh, well, it’s easy. Here, I’ll show you. Just put your foot there, in that knot, and place your hand here on this bump in the bark.” Varian instructed, helping Hiro find the footholds. “Now you see that groove up here, place your other foot there, and as you hoist yourself up grab that lowest branch with your other hand, like climbing a really uneven ladder.”

Hiro did so, though not without some struggling, but eventually he pulled himself up onto the lowest branch.

“Great!” Varian cheered and followed after with practiced ease. “The hardest parts done. Now all you gotta do is swing up the rest of the branches, like so.”

Varian took off, showing Hiro the best way to navigate the tree top. Hiro followed him, mimicking the other boys actions. With great effort he hauled himself up onto the final branch and heaved a ‘wooooph’ in relief of having made it up.

His sigh quickly turned to awe though when he caught sight of the view. The early morning sun sparkled on the lake. Further out a misty fog was beginning to disperse and you could see the opposite shoreline reflected in the water like glass. Beyond that giant redwoods poked out of the canopy of trees and way, way off in the distance you just about make out the tips of blue mountains.

“Woah.” He breathed. Hiro had to admit, you didn’t get scenery like this in the city.

‘Here.” Varian handed him an apple. It was smaller than the ones you’d buy in the store, with pink and yellow skin. Hiro tentatively took a bite. It was crunchy and very tart, but edible. Not to mention it was practically the only food they had left in the camp, so Hiro wound up eating it all and started in on a second one.

“So, where did you learn to climb?” Hiro asked taking another large bite of the wild fruit.

“Oh, I’ve been climbing trees since I could walk.” Varian laughed. “We owned an apple orchard along with the farm. Also the forest is right next to my village.”

Ruddiger joined them, procuring his own apple and sitting right on Varian’s lap to enjoy his meal. Varian scratched his pet’s ear.

“Does he ever get full?” Hiro asked.

“Nope.” Varian replied, and then they both broke into giggles.

Once the laughter had subsided Hiro commented, “I guess that’s why you’re so good at this outdoors stuff. This is the first time I ever been fishing, and with any luck, it’ll be my last.”

“My dad taught me.” Varian quitely confessed. “He’d take me on trips like this sometimes. Try to teach me how to hunt and fish. The fishing is a lot better than the hunting, let me tell you. I never could fire an arrow right and I can’t stand the sight of blood.” He cringed as if recalling a gruesome memory. “But, I guess he was just looking out for me. He taught me the skills he had to live on to survive. Apparently there were no farms where he grew up, the land was always baren. I guess that’s why he prefered gardening to being a knight.”

“Wait, your dad was an actual for real knight?”

Varian nodded, “Yeah, I found his armor after...after the accident. Along with a bunch of other important stuff he never told me about.” He added bitterly.

Hiro didn’t know how to respond to that. So he stayed quiet and let Varian dictate the conversation.

“Anyways, it worked. The fishing did come in handy. I had to do a lot of that, when.. when I was on my own.” He worked his jaw as he mulled over that last confession, his eyes gazing out to into the distance, clearly not seeing the breathtaking view before them.

Hiro’s heart dropped. He had a vague idea of what happened to Varian, but this was the first time it really hit home just how messed up the other’s teen’s life had been before now. He could empathize with losing a loved one, but he had always had his aunt and his friends to depend upon. If nothing else to be there and take of him as he sank into depression. But Varian had to do everything for himself, even while battling that same depression. The idea of having to catch or scavenge for your own food on top caring for you ill father was a nightmare that Hiro could barely comprehend. A nightmare that only somehow got worse.

“Fortunately, there’s a river that runs through my village, and I could set up lines overnight and just go check them in the morning, and we had food stored up for winter. Like oats, bacon, dried peas, that sort of thing. That is, until spring rolled around and the king's guards run me out of my house.” He said irritably.”Then I just had to forage or steal to survive.”

“Be...because you stole medicine?” Hiro asked disquietly. He couldn’t imagine a world so cruel and yet to his surprise the story got even worse.

“Oh no, this was before I stole the flower.” Varian said matter of factly and Hiro just stared at him in horror. Varian heaved a heavy sigh and went on to explain. “My father was the only other person who knew about the sundrop. The king kept it hidden from everyone. I guess when he found out that my dad, was, was ‘gone’, he decided to try and remove me from the picture, so as to keep his secret safe. He made a bunch of false charges about me ‘attacking the princess’ so that no one would believe me when I asked for help or told them the truth about the flower. Then he sent his elite guard to arrest me and I had to run.”

Varian gave a little shrug and added, “I guess after that, ‘treason’ didn’t seem like that big of deal. I mean they were going to throw me in jail either way, and not many people leave those dungeons alive.”

Hiro could barely process what was being told to him. He didn’t know what to say. His stomach churned and his breath shallowed. Varian’s past was far scarier than any ghost story.

Then suddenly he felt guilty. He’d been so caught up in his own grief and his own struggles with readjusting, that he hadn’t actually stopped to think about things from Varian’s perspective. He had thus far grinned and bared the discomfort of having his life turned upside down, because, well because that's what he thought he needed to do in order to be a mature decent person. And while that was true in part, it never occurred to him that this move was yet another upset in Varian’s life, in a long, long string of seemingly never ending upsets.

Hiro found himself so easily annoyed by the other teen, yet he really had no right to be. Varian was readjusting to whole new culture and way of life in addition to struggling with his grief and trauma. So what if he cooked weird food sometimes, didn’t always know the appropriate conduct to certain situations, or was so super confident in nearly everything he did that it made Hiro self conscious and a little jealous at times. Deep down, Varian was suffering through something that no one in Hiro’s little corner of the globe could fully understand, and the least that Hiro could do was try to be a little more patient and a little more open about letting Varian into his life.

“You know,” Hiro slowly said, trying to ease the conversation and offer a little understanding, “I never really knew my dad. I was just four when he and my mom died. It was always Tadashi who taught me things, like how to ride a bike or how to hotwire a robot. Though he never taught me to climb to tree, so I guess that’s one I owe you.”

He smiled encouragingly at Varian, who nervously returned it. Once again Varian wasn’t used to praise or acknowledgement that he anything ‘right’.

“Maybe, you could teach me more outdoorsy stuff.” Hiro offered. “And I can teach you more about more modern stuff, like how to play Mind Smith II Turbo .”

“That..that’s that video game you like, isn’t it?” Varian asked as he tried to remember what Hiro even talking about.

“Yeah!” and with that Hiro eagerly launched into a detailed description of the game.

Soon the boys were interrupted by Krei emerging from the tent. He stretched sore back and tried to reheat the leftover instant coffee he’d brought. He then promptly spit it back out in disgust. The boys tried their best to suppress their snickers. Keri spotted them anyways.

“How ‘bout we pack it up and go get tacos instead?” He asked them.

“Yeeesss!” Yelled Hiro, who was more than ready to go.

“Sounds great!” Agreed Varian. “We’ll be right down!”

Keri went back in the tent to start packing and Ruddigger scurried down after him, hoping to maybe steal another treat from the camp.

Varian stood up and started to also make his way down when Hiro’s voice stopped him.

“Ummm...Sooo how do you get down exactly?”

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The day ended with a trip to Yaki Taco and a huge feast of fast food nachos and deep fried burritos. Rudiger was once again confined to his carrying cage, but was allowed a cup of some cheese sauce to snack on. Baymax was let out of his charger case to kept an eye on the mischievous raccoon. All agreed it was actually the best part of the camping trip.

“Say, ‘cheese’.” The robot said, as he took a photograph with his internal camera.

The three guys sing songed the the word even as actual cheese dripped off the burritos they held in their hands, plastering on dopey grins for the camera. Then a few more pictures with silly faces to complete the set.

“Fantastic!” Krei said. “I want copies for the office.”

“Why?” Hiro asked.

“So if any clients come in I show off ‘my family’ to them instead just the photo of my mother. I love the woman but she doesn’t necessarily impress the image of ‘family friendly company’.”

“I knew there was a catch.” Hiro scoffed.

Keri looked wounded. “Hey, I told you, my employees are my family.”

Hiro rolled his eyes but he couldn’t help giving a little smile at that. He knew Krei well enough by now to know that, underneath his seemingly conviving self-serving self, he had a heart, and he wouldn’t have invited Hiro and Varian along if he didn’t care.

“Aunt Cass put you up to this, didn’t she?” He prodded.

“I’m sworn to secrecy.” Krei insisted and they gave Hiro a knowing wink. Then more seriously he said, “I know what it’s like not having your dad around on Father’s Day. So, I figured, why not a fishing trip? It’s better than being stuck at home while your father’s away on a business trip to Tahiti that weekend.”

Hiro raised in eyebrow. Keri had a tendency of oversharing at times.

“Buuut, enough about me. Who wants dessert!?”

#big hero 6 #varian #Hiro Hamada #tangled #ruddiger #krei #BH6 the series #tts #rta #tangled the series

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SHE'S MY NOONA

Chapter 16

My breath hitched as she cried. I didn't realize upto until now noona was very worried because of me. I couldn't help but smile thinking that she cares for me.

She continued to drive upto our apartment garage where it was our last stop. "Yah don't tell any of your friends that i'm your neighbour." She cried "arasso its a secret but why did manager Park give you..ani nevermind." I said to her as we got into the elevator.

It was very quiet thats when i was about to speak when she went first. "Jungkook did you ever meet any of my other friends before?" She asked curiously.

The only person i met is that stupid boy friend of his Eun woo. "Wae? Is something wrong?" I askes back but she denied telling. Her face flushed red all od a sudden making me a bit jealous after mentioning that name. I wondered if that jerk did something stupid, did he confess?

" yah just stay away from No min woo, he's bad news after getting what he wants he leaves and abandons you." I said to her as she looked back to me " aah you mean just like how you left me without saying goodbye." I heard her cry. I gulped knowing the fact that it was all her fault.

" aniyo i would have if you had given me a time to say it but you didn't, you only cared about that selfish jerk while i was with you all the time." I cried feeling hurt and anger running in my veins when the elevator door opened and i decided to leave and go to my room without her holding me back.

Now she sees me as a selfish bastard. I threw myself on the couch thinking. It was quiet for a while i never liked this silence it was good thing i had any music intrument i could play. I was getting busy drowning into creating my music. In a while i couldn't help thinking what Min ah noona was doing? Did i hurt her feelings aniyo she's the one that hurt me so she had to hear the truth.

Just then their was a knock at my door, i wondered who could it have been as i opened the door only to find Min ah noona standing their outside smiling at me as she removed a board written " Mianhaeyo. " making me smile back at her.

" anyeosseo neighbour lets start this over again." She raised her right hand for a handshake. " My name is Shin min ah and i'm 24 years old who is your new neighbour." She smiled at me as i approached her handshake "I'm Jeon Jungkook a super 21 year old korean idol." I shaked her warm hand both smiling at eachother like fools.

"Would you like to go for a drink? It's on me." She cried as i foolishly noded to this girl that i tried to get away but my heart keeps heading closer and closer to her.

End of p.o.v

Shin min ah's p.o.v

I felt kind off sad since i was not able to fulfil the date he wanted, i then realized that it was all my fault that he must have been like this not able to trust anyone no more hence i decided to make everything right by asking him out knowing that he would refuse but he didn't.

Later

At the restaurant

We had our drinks. I watched as Jungkook ordered soju, i was too scared to drink cause i was a light drinker. "Aren't you too young to drink." I asked making him mad " Yah do i look to young to you!?" He cried "aniyo i was just worried..and Mianhaeyo." I slowly said " noona try the meat it's really tasty he gave me a piece after ordering which i ate it was very tasty making me smile. " noona you remember when we first met? You called me meat buddy, at first i thought you were awkward but you seemed to make sense later." He cried taking a sip of beer

" be careful." I cried " yah i'm not young anymore." He continued " you must really remember alot." He then gazed at me " i remember even my first kiss." He said making the moment go slow between us.

" Mianhaeyo i -" " don't say it cause i know you didn't...i just don't want my first kiss to go in vain so i'm just happy noona." He smiled making my heart flutter as i realised i was just blushing my whole face was red.

" noona... you didn't drink but your face is red did i perhaps make you b-" he cried" aniyo i always get like this after awesome speeches, kookie you are really amaizing...i envy the woman you'll be with." " then you aren't late." He chuckled making me cough awkwardly. " drink up you are drunk." I cried removing all the weirdness between us.

"Why speak like that your making me feel more guilt." He stared at me. I didn't know why i was behaving like this but at first i always treated him normally since he was cute but now he's changed his ways are manly as if he's pushing me away.

"Noona Why aren't you drinking?" He asked me who i was all subconscious " aah?" He then steadly looked at me as his deep hazel eyes met mine, i couldn't take it " noona.." his husky voice hit my face " don't tell me...your afraid to drink thinking you'll repeat the same mistakes." He chuckled making me panick and hit him.

Somehow i found myself forgetting all the troubles because of his warm presence i had. " noona you don't have to worry cause i just lied yesterday that you slept..with me." I heard his drunken confession. He was so talkative that his face was all pink and cute.

"Noona...aniyo Shin min ah...you clueless girl did you forget that..jerk..i just wanted to say there many men who would like to go out with my pretty noona." " just know that i'm a..lways there for you." He cries as he gently took in my hand. " noona..IU is pretty..but you..you are the beautiful girl with a pretty smile so don't use it to just anyone arasso!" He continued before he passed out.

What was that? He looked like proposing..aniyo he can't but why was my heart still fluttering and my breath just stopped after the way he touched my hands. I wasn't falling for him was i? I asked myself as he passed out quickly.

End of p.o.v

At the end Min ah gathered all her strength and took the guy home where he lay down " i thought i was the only light drinker but it seems we both aren't." Min ah could only watch the charming idol sleep peaceful. She was about to leave when she lightly pecked his forehead " sweet dreams kookie." She smiled leaving the room as Jungkook also smiled in his sleep.

Days passed and Min ah started getting used to the boys, she would hang around with them all the time like an assistant. She would even cook for them nice and delicious food. To Min ah she was happy all the time and laughing which made them flutter she treated them like her children.

This bothered Jungkook so much he would get jealous all the time he sees someone flirt with her especially that Noo min woo.

Another day at practice

The boys were practicing for their next concert that morning. " yah i'm so tired when is Min ah coming?! She doesn't get late." Tae cried as he lay down on the floor. " bogoshipeo, i really miss noona already." Jimin cried making Jungkook glared secretly at him as the other boys who noticed just laughed.

"She'll be right here, she just went to see her granny for a while." Jungkook said as he practiced some moves for the dance. The boys were all being suspicious between the two since they always come in together. " but guys it's almost our dear golden maknae's birthday." Jin happily cried " woah..we should tell Min ah about this." J hope and the others ran to their young maknae who was so cute that they couldn't handler.

"Yah you guys are always curious Noona just picks me up at home everyday." He cried innocently lying. " she's not your driver by the why does it have to be you only she's our noona you don't have to be selfish." Jimin cried " ne sharing would be nice, she can help me too." J hope cried

Now everyone was being too greedy to want Min ah's time since she was like a mother to them.

Jungkook's p.o.v

" anyeosseo guys." A voice cried at the door stopping all the rackus hyungs were making. It was Min ah noona she looked different, i didn't realize she was more pretty with short hair with her beautiful smile that i became selfish to share with.

Hyungs were very silence. They really loved Min ah noona smile. " What's wrong do i look bad?" She asked nervously feeling shy. " aniyo!" They all cried as Taehyung who slowly stepped forward" how did you know i love suprises." He smirked.

" But Min ah are you heading somewhere you look pretty." Namjoon and Jin cried " uhm actually granny asked manager park to arrange me a blind date." She said making both of us shocked. " did you also agree with that?" I found myself asking her as jealous hit my heart.

Was noona starting to see other men?I was happy for her moving on but my heart ached knowing that i prepared a song for her and she was just gonna leave. I lost my appetite so i left the room.

End of p.o.v

"What's wrong with him? Did something happen?" Min ah clueless asked but the boys turned cold shoulders and wished her luck on her date.

Min ah left outside meeting happily with kookie who were now in good terms but she was confused why would Jungkook behave like that " kookie-" " don't call me that just go have fun with your whatever date." He glared at me

" Yah why are you angry of a sudden, you promised you'll always smile mmh? Did i do anything wrong?" I tried holding his arm petting him and ruffled his hair but suddenly pinned me to the wall.

" Just..stop this i'm already tired of your actions i'm not a small kid can't you...atleast..aniyo.." He gently said and let me go as he hurriedly left.

I was on my date which was actually boring. I couldn't concentrate, i kept thinking of that person who always had been making me laugh for past week it went bye too fast but i actually liked being around him.

Just thinking of him getting mad at me for not doing anything wrong makes me angry. What did i do to him, always causing trouble. I also don't care i can just be noona to those who care for me.

The date didn't go well enough till i decided to head home that night only meeting with Eun woo at my door step " Eun woo?" " Min ah sshi mianhaeyo." He hurriedly cried getting closer.

" what why are you apologizing?" I stuttered remembering the time when he kissed me. I don't know if i should like it but he was my first crush. I then realized Jungkook who came back glaring at me with his way in with a girl following him behind " oppa you are really handsome, i can really take care of you." The girl cried "and you are really sexy" he smiled comfortably holding the back of the other girl.

" arasso lets go out i'll give you a chance." I cried " really? You'd go out with me?" He smiled as i noded and smiled back at him. I didn't know why i just blurted it out but was i trying to make him jealous? Aniyo i just decided to give Eun woo a chance cause he's really sweet and friendly.

Next day

I told my friends i was out with Eun woo. They were all really happy for me but i told them it wasn't what they thought.

"So where are we going?" I cried " just somewhere." He smiled as i stared into my phone " by the way i just wanted to ask why did you suddenly agree to go out with me?" He asked " aah..cause you looked sad and i decided to give it a chance." I teased and it was very awkward in the car as i turned on the radio remembering that time i was with Jungkook.

Then all of a sudden bts was on the radio talking they were having a small concert somewhere in the city so i didn't go. Then Eun woo wanted to change" should i change i want to listen something else." I noded before Jungkook was about to sing when i stoped Eun woo from changing " may i ?" I looked at him as he stared back at me.

"So one of the member wrote a song and he wants to share it so Jungkook whats this song about i heard that it's about love tell us, did you perhaps..fall inlove?" Fans scream

" well anyeosseo army about my song i don't think i can tell you about my personal feelings because i really love army. To be true i wrote this song inspired by someone." He said " obviously it's not your members or is it IU cause we all know you are always inspired by that girl and tell us how did that person inspire you?"

The boys chuckled after hearing it wasn't them " aniyo hyungs are my family they always support me in any way and IU sunbae i like to thank her cause i love her songs, ..that person...i really don't know how to explain but he's just my friend." His chuckle made my little heart flutter when he started his song 'if you' the song was really sweet.

His voice was really sweet. I could tell he was singing from heart for someone he loves. Then Eun woo suddenly held my hand. " Min ah you are really pretty today." He smiled at me thinking maybe this could have been my true chance so i decided to give it a try.

I was asleep when Eun woo suddenly woke me up telling me that we were here. I couldn't understand i saw alot of people shooting. We were at some kind of shoot " Eun woo? Why are we here?" But he just faced and smiled " it's time to make them realise that we are together." He muttered

" Yah isn't this your company aren't they shooting some kind of reality show?" I asked " ne i managed to sign us in this reality show about love and celebrity." He said " Mianhaeyo i just wanted to be with you today to show you how much i meant every word i said." He gave me that innocent cute and lovely look i always fall for.

Just then the director and his staff asked if we were the couple in the event as Eun woo agreed "Yah how can you not tell me this is nice but appearing on tv i'm not ready." I cried but he kept begging till i agreed as we were given instructions.

" here they'll be celebrity guest stars who are going to be a pair too the concept is how two pair of couple living in different worlds survive." He instructed " you might be a fan but each of you must know your partner we'll inform the other pair as soon as they arrive."

" how long is this show taking?" I asked since it looked like a trip. " about 3days." He cried as i glared at Eun woo who acted innocent.

Just then two black van pulled over realising it must have been the two celebs. I was somehow excited till when i saw Jungkook with some of his hyungs get out of the van and IU in the other.

My world was spinning what did i do to these people why him?out of all celebs. I hid myself i didn't want him to see me here. " What's wrong?" Eun woo suddenly asked " aniyo i'm just too ex.cited." i fake smiled.

Just then the manager of the show came with the two idols trying to introduce the two of us. " nice to meet you Jeon Jungkook and IU." Eun woo cried raising his hand for a handshake. " i guess you haven't met my girlfriend." I decided to turn abit uncomfortable since we both knew each other and he was really mad at me.

" anyeosseo i think you actually know me i'm-" "- i don't think i can tell." He cried " i raised my hand but he didn't shake it " I'm Min ah then and my ...boyfriend signed me up for this." I smiled to remove the awkwardness " I'm IU you guys look good together." She smiled " i love your short hair, just like mine." " nice meeting you both i hope you have fun." Jungkook said and left with IU.

I didn't know what i was going to do but why do i feel nervous about this. Do i have feelings for him?...what if he also likes me that's why he behaves like that but what if not?...I'm with Eun woo right now so i really have to do this so i can't be confused.

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