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Lady and the Tramp

Parker and Nichole had been celebrating the new year with movies and cuddling. Currently the two were watching one of Nichole's favorite movies, The Lady and The Tramp. To say Parker was bored was an understatement. Parker never cared much for the movie, but if Nichole was happy then she was as well. "Babe, lets watch something else," Parker suggests. Nichole's eyes were locked on the TV screen, "After this. I love this movie." "But you love me too, right?" Parker questions, leaving small trail of light kisses over Nichole's neck. Parker could feel the small shiver work it's way through Nichole's body. "Yes, I love you too, but I want to watch this," Nichole states, wiggling a bit to change her seating position. Parker sighs and stays quiet for a few moments before growing restless and leaning down just a bit to kiss Nichole's neck. A few seconds later a small whimper fills the air around Parker and Nichole. "Let's do something different babe," Parker says, a smirk on her face as she grabs Nichole's chin and turns her head towards herself. Nichole leans her head up the slightest and kisses Parker softly. Parker kisses her back, her hands wandering around Nichole's waist. Slowly Nichole moves so that she is sitting on Parker's lap facing her. Parker breaks apart the kiss and starts kissing at Nichole's neck once more and pushing Nichole off her lap and onto the couch so that she is laying with Parker hovering over her. Parker's cold fingers slip under Nichole's shirt and slowly make their way up Nichole's side. Nichole lets out a small huff making Parker hault her actions. "Patience, princess," Parker mumbles, looking at Nichole. Nichole goes to respond but is stopped when Parker kisses her once again. Parker pulls off Nichole's shirt, breaking the kiss only when needed, then continues, working her way down Nichole's neck and down to her chest where she takes off Nichole's bra. Just before Nichole could complain anymore Parker slips her hands down to Nichole's pants, undoing them and pushing them down, her fingers grazing over Nichole's hips. "Are you ready? It's our first time, you sure you want this?" Parker asks, waiting for reassurance. "I'm rea- Omg babe! This is my favourite scene!" Nicole exclaims, crawling back up. She points towards the screen, a smile covering her face. "You do really like this movie don't you?" "It's my favourite."

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I was always taught not to look directly at the sun. When I saw him I understood why. I was always taught not to look directly at the sun. The sun is bright and warm and has a smile so beautiful your heart will weep at the sight. I was always taught not to look directly at the sun. The sun radiates light and makes my skin pink just thinking about him. I was always taught not to look directly at the sun. The sun fills your thoughts and takes command of your sight so all you see is him. I was always taught not to look directly at the sun. What I wasn’t taught is that the sun walks on this earth and he is entrancing.

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Slythindor

Hogwarts AU where Parker is not your typical Slytherin whom gets picked on and Gryffindor Nichole comes to the rescue!

A/N: I wrote this while riding in a car for 3 hours and it probably sucks. Sorry in advance for an errors.

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Parker is a Slytherin, always has been, and she prides herself in that. She knows she belongs there. However, fellow snakes seem to disagree. The quite girl was always singled out by bullies. Though Parker could, sadly, say that she was used to it, beyond it really but sometimes she felt lower than low and your stomach would curl deep with self-hate. Those days were the worst for her. Those days everything the other Slytherins would say to her, hurt ten fold.

It was a particularly bad day for Parker that day. She hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep the night before, instead choosing to coop herself up in the library to study until lights out, then choosing the calming common room to avoid the others. That morning she has walked into her Charms class, beyond confident that she would ace the test and confidently move throughout the day, however the moment she started her test she panicked and failed. Her potions class ended much worse when she brewed a potion the wrong way and ended up with a mess. None of her classes after that went well. She broke her ceramic piece for Muggle Arts, misplaced her music during Orchestra, and all but had a melt down at quidditch practice. It was the evening now, everyone was gathered in the great hall for dinner. That’s when bad became worse. As soon as she sat down at the Slytherin table there were whispers from the others and angry comments thrown at her. By the time she had decided to leave another Slytherin had jinked her and tied her shoe laces together. Causing her to trip when she was walking away from the table. The entire house erupted in laughter as Parker landed on the ground. She quickly untied her shoes and retied them separately. As she was leaving another Slytherin raised their wand in an attempt to throw another jinx her way, however this time was different. Two tables a Gryffindor stood up and shouted, “Expelliarmus!” The Slytherin’s wand quickly flew across the room and into the Gryffindor’s awaiting grasp. Parker spun toward the Gryffindor girl and made quick eye contact with her before walking again toward the exit. For the next two hours, things were quiet for Parker, just as she liked them. She had been at the Quidditch pitch since dinner, sitting in the middle of the field. About ten minutes later the Gryffindor girl from earlier appeared behind her, clearing her throat and startling Parker. “Mind of I join you?” the girl asks, sitting beside Parker anyway. Parker examined the girl, her Gryffindor robe proudly displaying which house she belonged to. Her hair was almost a complete contrast to Parker’s own, long and brown. The girl wasn’t, per say, skinny, but she wasn’t thick either. Her eyes must have been brown as well but the dark made it too hard to tell. Parker finally pulled her eyes away from the Gryffindor and pulled her knees up to her chest, resting her arms on her knees. “You know, 19 years ago our friendship would have possibly been seen as a major no,” the Gryffindor girl says. Parker stays silent, rather trying to ignore the girl. “Hey Gryffinwhore,” a voice calls out, Parker knows its a Slytherin, specifically a boy named Eric, his friend Kyle probably with him. “Oh look, even Parker is here,” Kyle sneers. “Leave you two, neither of you are supposed to be here anyways,” the Gryffindor snaps, probably already annoyed because of the two Slytherins. “I want my wand back Cox,” Eric growls, walking over to the two. Parker can see the Gryffindor stand up beside her, Parker opting to just stay sitting on the ground. “Then have it,” the Gryffindor says, throwing the wand to the boy, “but next time you or another Slytherin torture Parker like you have been I’ll be going to the headmaster.” Eric snorts and quickly casts a spell, Kyle doing the same. Parker instantly regrets staying seated on the ground when the spell Kyle has casted hits her, her own body being lifted off the ground. “G-gryffindor!” Parker squeals, trying to reach out for the girls cloak before she is too far away, but to no avail, the hood of the cloak slipping just barely from her grasp. Eric and Kyle throw out tantalizing bouts of laughter at Parker. Instantly the Gryffindor girl throws a spell back to Eric, the two beginning their own battle, Kyle too focused on keeping Parker’s body rising in the air. While Kyle was momentarily distracted from Parker she slipped her wand out from within her robe and threw down a jinx at Eric and Kyle. Kyle’s broken concentration sending Parker falling. Instantly Kyle began helping Eric in dueling the Gryffindor. Parker herself had too short a time to save herself from hurting her self and landed on the ground with a thud, the instant pain of a broken wrist shooting up her arm. Parker forced herself up, ignoring the pain that was shooting through her arm. As soon as she was standing Kyle began throwing curses at the girl. Parker knew all too well of his antics and blocked the spells with ease before shooting several back. The last three hitting Kyle, disarm, body bind, and jelly legs. As soon as Kyle was down, Parker stepped up and helped the Gryffindor. The Gryffindor blocked the spells as they came the best they could, but within moments she was overcome by the amount, Parker helping her block. As soon as a free moment came Parker casted the same three spells as before toward Eric, them landing home when Eric casted one last curse in Parker’s direction. Parker was thrown back across the field a few yards. As soon as the duel was over the Gryffindor ran over to Parker, who seemed fine beside the broken wrist. “Are you okay?” The Gryffindor asks, holding a hand out to help Parker up. “Fine, I think his last spell was Imperio however,” Parker says, wincing at the momentary pain she had felt when the curse had hit her. “That’s forbidden,” the Gryffindor states. “I’m much aware of that, though neither of those two follow rules.” Parker slips her wand back into her cloak and proceeds to walk over to where the others were at, mumbling a quick ‘accio’ before dropping their summoned wands upon their chests. The Gryffindor walked the entire way to the infirmary with Parker, insisting that she must make sure that the other Slytherin’s didn’t attack her. By the time they had rea hed the infirmary the roles had switched and Parker was insisting that the Gryffindor stay with her at the infirmary, maybe even cuddle with her. The Gryffindor didn’t deny the offer and offered her name to the Slytherin. “Nichole.” “Parker.” The two talked for the rest of the night in the infirmary, eventually both of them falling asleep in the bed, Nichole holding Parker closely while Parker burrowed her head in Nichole’s chest. The following morning Parker was smiling and was not once bothered by a Slytherin for the rest of her year, the Gryffindor, Nichole, and all of her friends opting to hang out with her. By the time the year had ended Parker had gone from no friends to 5 new friends.

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Types of Divination Masterpost

A

Abacomancy: by dust or sand

Acultomancy: by needles

Aeromancy: by atmospheric conditions

Agalmatomancy: by statues

Aichmomancy: by sharp objects

Alectormancy: by rooster sacrifice

Aleuromancy: by flour

Alomancy: by salt

Alphitomancy: by barley

Alveromancy: by sound

Ambulomancy: by walking

Anemoscopy: by wind

Anthomancy: by flowers

Anthracomancy: by burning coals

Anthropomancy: by human sacrifice

Anthroposcopy: by physical appearance

Apantomancy: by chance encounters with animals

Arachomancy: by spiders

Archnomancy: by sacred relics

Ariolation: by altars

Arithmancy: by assigning numerical value to a word or phrase

Armomancy: by one’s own shoulders

Aruspicina: by studying entrails

Aspidomancy: by sitting in a drawn circle

Astrapomancy: by lightning

Astrology: by celestial bodies

Auramancy: by auras

Axiomancy: bu axes

B

Batraquomancy: by frogs

Belomancy: by arrows

Beltonism: by water current

Botanomancy: by burning sage or figs

Brontomancy: by thunder

Bumpology: by bumps on the skin

C

Canomancy: by dogs

Capnomancy: by smoke

Carromancy: by melting wax

Cephaleonomancy: by boiling a donkey’s head

Ceraunoscopy: by thunder and lightning

Ceromancy: by dripping wax in water

Chalcomancy: by striking gongs

Chaomancy: by aerial visions

Chartomancy: by things on paper

- Cartomancy: by cards

- Taromancy: by tarot

- Bibliomancy: by the Bible

- Stichomancy: by books

- Aleuromancy: by fortune cookies

- Stoicheomancy: by the Iliad and the Odyssey

Choriomancy: by pig bladders

Chresmomancy: by the ravings of lunatics

Clamancy: by cries heard in crowds or at night

Cledonism: by chance events or overheard words

Cleidomancy: by keys

Cleromancy: by casting

- Astragalomancy: by dice

- Domino Divination: by dominos

- Favomancy: by beans

- Runecasting: by runes

Cometomancy: by comet tails

Colormancy: by colors

Conchomancy: by shells

Cottabomancy: by wine in a brass bowl

Cromnyomancy: by onion sprouts

Cryptomancy: by omens

Cryomancy: by ice

Cyathomancy: by cups

Cycolicomancy: by swirling water in a cup

Cyclomancy: by wheels

D

Dactyliomancy: by finger rings

Dactylomancy: by finger movements

Daphnomancy: by burning laurel wreaths

Demonomancy: by demons

Dendromancy: by trees

Dictiomancy: by randomly opening a dictionary

Dowsing: by diving rod

Dracomancy: by dragons

Dririmancy: by dripping blood

Drimimancy: by body fluids

E

Electromancy: by electricity

Eleomancy: by oil

Entomomancy: by insects

Eromancy: by water vessels exposed to air

Extispicy: by the remains of sacrificed animals

F

Fructomancy: by fruits

G

Gastromancy: by guttural sounds

Geomancy: by earth

Geloscopy: by laughter

Gematria: by the Hebrew alphabet

Genethlialogy: by birth date

Graphology: by studying handwriting

Gyromancy: by dizziness

H

Hagiomancy: by saints

Hematomancy: by blood

Hepatoscopy: by liver

Hydratomancy: by rainwater

Hyomancy: by wild hogs

Hypnomancy: by sleep

I

Ichthyomancy: by footprints

Idolomancy: by idols

Iridology: by eye colors

K

Knissomancy: by incense

L

Labiomancy: by lips

Lampadomancy: by flame

Letnomancy: by secrets

Lithomancy: by gems or stones

Logarithmancy: by logarithms

Lychnomancy: by candles

M

Macharomancy: by swords or knives

Macromancy: by large objects

Maculomancy: by spots on the skin

Margaritomancy: by bouncing pearls

Mathemancy: by mathematics

Mazomancy: by breast feeding

Megapolisomancy: by large cities

Metagnomy: by magic

Meteormancy: by meteors

Metoposcopy: by forehead lines

Micromancy: by small objects

Molybdomancy: by molten metals

Moromancy: by foolishness

N

Necromancy: by speaking to the dead

Necyomancy: by summoning damned souls

Nephomancy: by clouds

Notarikon: by initials

Numerology: by numbers

Numismatomancy: by coins

O

Oculomancy: by eyes

Odontomancy: by teeth

Oenomancy: by wine

Ololygmancy: by the howling of dogs

Omphalomancy: by navels

Oneiromancy: by dreams

Onomancy: by letters in a name

Onychomancy: by fingernails or toenails

Oomancy: by eggs

Oromancy: by mountains

Oryctomancy: by minerals

Osteomancy: by bones

Ouija: by Ouija boards

P

Pallomancy: by pendulums

Palmistry: by the palms of hands

Papyromancy: by folding paper

Pegomancy: by fountains

Pessomancy: by pebbles

Phobomancy: by feelings of fear

Photomancy: by fields of light

Phrenology: by the configuration of one’s brain

Phyllomancy: by leaves

- Sycomancy: by fig leaves

- Tasseography: by tea leaves

Phyllorhodomancy: by rose petals

Physiognomy: by faces

Phytognomy: by the appearance of plants

Pneumancy: by blowing

Poe Divination: by throwing stones on the floor

Portenta: by natural phenomena

Pseudomancy: by false means

Ptarmoscopy: by sneezes

Pyromancy: by fire

R

Retromancy: by looking over one’s shoulder

Rhabdomancy: by rods or sticks

Rhapsodomancy: by poetry

Roadomancy: by constellations

S

Scarpomancy: by old shoes

Scatomancy: by excrement

Sciomancy: by shadows or spirits

Scrying: by gazing

- Crystal gazing: by reflective objects

- Gastromancy: by crystal ball

- Hydromancy: by water

- Catroptromancy: by mirrors

Selenomancy: by the moon

Shufflemancy: by electronic playlist

Sideromancy: by burning straw with an iron

Skatharomancy: by beetle tracks

Solaromancy: by the sun

Somatomancy: by the human form

- Cephalomancy: by skulls

- Podomancy: by the sole’s of one’s feet

- Rumpology: by buttocks

Spasmatomancy: by convulsions

Spodomancy: by soot

- Libanomancy: by incense ash

- Tephramancy: by tree bark ash

Stareomancy: by the four elements

Stercomancy: by seeds in bird excrement

Stolisomancy: by fashion

Styramancy: by patterns in chewing gum

Symbolomancy: by things found on the road

T

Technomancy: by technology

Theriomancy: by animal behaviors

Thumomancy: by one’s own soul

Topomancy: by geography or geological formations

Transataomancy: by things accidentally seen of heard

Trochomancy: by wheel ruts

Turifumy: by shapes in smoke

Tyromancy: by cheese

U

Umbilicomancy: by umbilical cords

Umbromancy: by shade

Uranomancy: by the sky

Uromancy: by urine

Urticariaomancy: by itches

V

Videomancy: by films

X

Xenomancy: by strangers

Xylomancy: by the shape or texture of wood

Z

Zygomancy: by weights

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Ex’s Watch

Dec. 24th

“We went through a really bad break up a month ago, but I already bought you a Christmas gift. it’s too late to return it now and I know you’d really like it so I show up to your house on Christmas Eve and present the new watch I bought to replace your old one that’s nearly falling apart and I swear I see tears in your eyes” AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“I can’t do it anymore,” Nichole shouted. Parker and Nichole had gotten in yet another fight where Parker threatened to leave. “If you’re going to threaten to leave, then just leave. I can’t handle any of this anymore, it isn’t worth it. So just leave. We’re done, take your things and don’t come back,” Nichole states, tears falling down her cheeks, her black mascara following after. “Fine! Don’t whine to me when you need help again,” Parker grumbles, storming up to their shared room and putting what she could in bags before leaving the house. Neither wanted to see each other again, although they both missed each other dearly. A knock on Parker’s door pulled her from her train of thought, the peacefulness of creating music broken by the sound. After a few seconds there was another knock. Slowly Parker made her way to the door, making herself look presentable in the process, before opening the door. “How may I help you?” Parker asks before looking at the person who stood on the other side of the door. “I know we had this silent agreement that we wouldn’t talk with each other anymore but I bought your Christmas present before we broke up and it’s too late to return it now and I know you’ll really like it. So here,” Nichole states, holding out a wrapped box. Parker grabbed the box and unwrapped it quickly, a sleek black box underneath the wrapping. Opening the box it took a moment for Parker to comprehend what it was. Inside the sleek black box was a brand new watch, completely metal, and uber nice compared to Parker’s current watch that is practically falling off her wrist. Parker looks up at Nichole with tears in her eyes and closes the box, “Thank you Nichole.” Nichole nods and smiles before reaching up and wiping away the single tear that traces a path over Parker’s cheek, “Use it well.”

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3rd Floor

Dec. 23rd

“It’s hella snowing outside and the power went out on the third floor (aka your floor) of our apartment building. You come up to my door, asking for blankets because you’re freezing but I just pull you inside and oh wait when did we start cuddling” AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

I hate winter. I hate snow. I hate the cold. Nichole loves the spring, and she was beyond grumpy when the power on her floor went out. Why is it only the third floor that’s out? Or are they all out? Nichole trotted down the stairs carefully and looked at the second floor. Every single apartment here has power, this is ridiculous. Nichole storms over to Parker’s door and knocks on it, hoping she will answer the door quickly. “Nichole, what’s up?” Parker asks as soon as she opens the door. “The power went out on the third floor, and I am freezing cold, can I borrow some blankets until the power comes back on?” Nichole asks, stuttering on some words from the cold. Parker stays silent then pulls Nichole inside her apartment, “Even better, stay here until the power comes back on, I have plenty of space.” Nichole nods and looks around, the apartment, even though it’s the same size as her own, looked big and felt cozy. “Make yourself at home, I’ll fix you some hot cocoa to warm you up, and you can use on of the blankets that are draped over the back of the couch,” Parker states, walking into the kitchen. Nichole does make herself at home, she grabs a black blanket and sits on the couch, turning on the television. Parker fixes the hot cocoa then takes it to Nichole. The two sit on the couch together, watching whatever was on the screen, both of them too tired to change the channel. Nichole snuggled up against Parker’s side, soaking up any warm Parker let off. Parker wrapped her arms around Nichole, pulling her closer, more than happy to share her body heat with Nichole. Shortly after Nichole finished her cup of hot cocoa the both of them fell asleep, waking up in the morning and realizing they were cuddling, but neither caring.

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Santa Hat

Dec. 22nd

You put a santa hat on my head this morning and I thought I took it off but it turns out I didn’t so i’ve been walking around all day wearing a santa hat I hate you AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“Merry Christmas Eve,” Nichole says to Parker as she walks into the kitchen. “Merry Christmas Eve. What’s for breakfast?” Parker questioned, back hugging Nichole. “Omelets,” Nichole replies, looking back at Parker the best she could and kissing her cheek. “Delicious,” Parker replied, walking over to the fridge and fixing herself a glass of milk, “What would you like to drink beautiful?” “Hot cocoa,” Nichole replied, putting the last omelet on a plate and setting them both on the table. Parker fixed Nichole’s drink then sat down at the table and took a small bite of her omelet. Nichole walked over with some hot sauce for Parker and a Santa hat in hand. “Enjoy babe,” Nichole states, putting the Santa hat on Parkers head. Parker smiled and drizzled hot sauce over her omelet and smiling at Nichole.

After the two finished their breakfast, Parker gets ready for the day and leaves for work. “Good to see you looking festive today, Parker,” one of Parker’s patients say, smiling at her. Parker nodded to her patient before leaving. The entire day people commented on Parker’s festiveness. By the time Parker got home she was beyond tired and collapsed down on the couch, a white ball hitting her in the eye. Parker winced and grabbed the ball, pulling on it, taking off the Santa hat that Nichole had put on her earlier. “Nichole!” Parker shouted, looking at the hat. Nichole walked into the living room and smiled, “You look good in a Santa hat, you know?” “Nichole, I’m not supposed to wear hats at work, if the head nurse had been there today I could have gotten fired,” Parker states, dropping the hat on the coffee table. “I’m sorry but come on, you didn’t get fired and you looked good anyways,” Nichole states, rolling her eyes, “Don’t be so grumpy.” Parker sighed, mumbling a quiet, ‘I hate you.’ Nichole chuckled and sat next to Parker, “I love you too.”

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Unicorn

Dec. 21st

You asked me what I wanted for christmas and I was feeling really sarcastic so I said “a unicorn” and you actually went out and got me a stuffed unicorn I hate you so much but actually it’s really cute and I might sort of love it AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“Why in the world did you get me a unicorn?” Parker questioned Nichole, holding up the stuffed unicorn. “Because you said that you wanted one, remember?” Nichole stated, trying to remind Parker of what she said. Parker thought for a moment then remembered. “So what do you want for Christmas,” Nichole questioned Parker. Parker shrugged and thought for a moment, she honestly had no idea what she wanted, so she gave a sarcastic response, “A unicorn.” Parker laughed, “Okay, well, I was being sarcastic.” Nichole rolled her eyes, “Well I’ll just take it if you won’t accept it.” Parker gripped the unicorn to her chest, “I hate you.” Nichole sighed and looked at Parker, “Rude.” “No, but it’s actually really cue and I might sort of love it,” Parker mumbled, looking at the unicorn then back up to Nichole. “Thanks babe,” Parker states, leaning forward and kissing Nichole. Nichole smiled, “You’re welcome.”

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Cookie Dough

Dec. 20th

I’m making christmas cookies sTOP SNEAKING IN HERE TO EAT THE DOUGH OR I’LL SMACK YOU WITH A SPOON AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“Yum, cookies,” Parker states, a grin on her face. Nichole had been in the kitchen all day making food for the holiday, Parker only wanted a snack. Walking up behind Nichole, Parker grabs a small bit of cookie dough and eats it, “Just as delicious as always.” “Glad you like it, now back off, I’m trying to cook,” Nichole responds. Parker sighs and sits at the kitchen island, watching Nichole. About every five minutes Parker would get up and sneak another bite of cookie dough when Nichole wasn’t looking. About the fifth time Parker snuck cookie dough Nichole turned around and caught her in the act. “Parker!” Nichole shouted making Parker jump. “I’m making Christmas cookies, stop sneaking in here to eat the dough or I’ll smack you with a spoon!” Nichole shouts as Parker walks back to the island. “Kinky, princess,” Parker says, smirking, licking her fingers off. “I won’t be nice about it either,” Nichole states. Parker jumps a bit in her seat and leans back, her hands raised in surrender, “Alright you win.” Nichole smiles in victory and goes back to cooking. About ten minutes later Parker couldn’t help herself and once again sneaks a bite of cookie dough, Nichole catching her once again. “Parker!” Nichole shouts, running over to her quickly and smacking her on the shoulder with the wooden spoon in her hand. Parker winces in pain and scoots away from the spoon, “But it’s so good.” Nichole raises the spoon again in threat and keeps a stern face. In response Parker quickly leaves the room, much like a scared dog with its tail between its legs.

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Skating Teacher

Dec. 19th

My Date just ditched me at the ice skating ring.  And you’re the cute instructor that lets me join your Kiddie skating class, because I don’t know how to skate.  Can I buy you Hot Chocolate after the lesson, or maybe kiss you until we’re both breathless AU.

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“You don’t know how to skate?” Bethany asked Parker as the two entered the ice skating rink. “No, I don’t,” Parker states. Bethany sighs and stops just past the door, “I’ll be right back, I forgot something in my car.” Parker nods and walks over to the front desk, renting a pair of skates for herself, then sitting on a nearby bench, putting the skates on. It takes her a good ten minutes to get the skates to fit and by the time she’s finished, she realizes that Bethany ditched her. Parker groaned and rubbed her face, ready to leave the rink already, no matter how much she’s wanted to try skating before. “Getting on the ice any time soon?” a girl asks, drawing Parker’s attention. Parker looks up and sees a girl with deep red hair, “Um, no.” The girl raises an eyebrow and gives Parker a questioning look, “Why not?” “I can’t skate and my date just ditched me here,” Parker states. “Well, what’s your name?” the girl questions. “Parker,” Parker responds. “Well, Parker, my name is Nichole. Would you like to join my Kiddie class?” Nichole questions, holding a hand out to Parker. “You’re joking right?” Parker asks, her cheeks flushing red at the thought. “Nope, besides, no one will judge you, the little kids will find it fun to see someone older on the ice, struggling just as much as they are,” Nichole states. Parker thinks for a moment before sighing and giving in, “Fine, I’ll join you.” Nichole smiles widely and pulls Parker into a standing position. The two walk out onto the ice where there are about a dozen or so little kids, all slowly sliding around and falling on their butts. “Welcome to Kiddie class!” Nichole says excitedly, smiling at the little kids. The entire class stops and says hello to Nichole then watch as Parker struggles to get on the ice.

The kiddie class went pretty well overall, by the end Parker was able to skate around the rink without falling. “So, Nichole, can I buy you a hot cocoa, or something?” Parker offers. “Or something?” Nichole questions, skating around the ice rink. “Nevermind, it’s a stupid idea,” Parker states. “Really, what was it?” Nichole asks. “I was going to ask if I could kiss you until we were both breathless because you are really cute and I’d love to try and date you,” Parker says, not realizing she’d said any of that out loud. Nichole smirks and skates over to Parker, stopping in front of her, “Do it then.” “Do what?” Parker asks, genuine confusion covering her face. “Kiss me until we are both breathless,” Nichole says. Parker instantly does exactly that, the two kissing until the Zamboni driver walks out and tells them to get off the ice.

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Black Friday

Dec. 18th

“No Black Friday today. No Black Friday next year. No more Black Friday.” AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“Let’s do this!” Parker shouts at three am. Instantly Nichole hates Parker for waking her up, then realizes exactly what she’s talking about, “Oh no you don’t!” Parker stops for a moment, “Oh yes I do. There is some great music equipment on sale along with new technology, I can get all your birthday present, it’s going to be a great Christmas baby girl.” “No. No Black Friday today. No Black Friday next year. No more Black Friday,” Nichole states, glaring at Parker. “Maybe not for you, but myself on the other hand, I’m going,” Parker states, pulling on her usual sweatpants and sweatshirt with running shoes. “No! Do you not remember what happened last year?” Nichole questions, getting angrier by the second. “Yes, I broke my ankle from slipping on ice,” Parker states simply. “Do you want that to happen again?” Nichole questions. “Nope, that’s why I have super sturdy braces on both my ankles, and I also have brace on both my wrists so nothing happens there. I’ve got knee braces on and even a back brace. Nothing is stopping me from this sale,” Parker states, putting her hands on her hips and smiling triumphantly. “The fact that you own enough braces for that is a depressing fact all on its own and the fact that you are wearing all of them right now is even more depressing. You’re pretty much saying that you already know that you’re going to get hurt,” Nichole states. “I don’t care, go back to sleep, I’m leaving,” Parker responds.

Five short hours later Nichole is in the kitchen fixing herself breakfast when Parker walks into the house with a small wagon pulling a dozen different instruments. “You couldn’t carry all of those because?” Nichole looks at Parker and sees her arm in another sling. “Long story but I sprained my wrist, but I got everything I wanted to get and everything I needed to get for you,” Parker replies, setting things on the couch then making three more trips out to her truck and pack. “No more Black Friday,” Nichole states, crossing her arms.

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Wine & Family

Dec. 17th

All I want for christmas is a fucking drink this family party sucks and who the hell are you meant to be oh you’re my aunt’s new step-kid i forgot she remarried and you’re actually really hot and clearly also hating this so let’s steal some wine and sneak off AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“I don’t want to go,” Parker groans to her mother, her adult self completely hiding. “Parker, it’s a family reunion, at least come and say hi,” her mother states. Parker groans again then mutters a fine and gets ready for the evening.

Parker already hates her family gatherings, she hates it even more now because not many of her family support her being transgender. “All I want for Christmas is a fucking drink, this family party sucks, and who the hell are you meant to be?” Parker complains to the only other person who looks just as alone as she is. “I’m Nichole, I’m Maria’s step-daughter,” the girl replies. “Oh, you’re my aunt’s new step-kid, I forgot she remarried, and you’re actually really hot. Clearly don’t want to be here either, how about we steal some wine and sneak off?” Parker suggests. “Alright,” Nichole responds, sending a smirk to Parker. The two grab a bottle of wine and sneak out through the garage and into Parker’s car, where they drive out to Parker’s apartment and share the bottle of wine while watching stupid cartoons and talking about how much they hate the party. However, at one point Parker end all conversation and kisses Nichole. The kiss slowly becomes a make-out session, then by the time they both register what they are doing they don’t care. Parker doesn’t care that Nichole is grinding on her lap, practically giving her a lap dance, and making her lips swollen. Nichole doesn’t care that she’s missing her shirt and that she’s more than happy to let Parker mark her skin with hickeys. Neither of them care one bit, until Nichole’s step-mom, Parker’s aunt, calls Nichole to ask where she’s at.

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Helper Santa

Dec. 16th

I got dumped last week so I’ve gone out clubbing on christmas night and you’re the bartender dressed as a sexy santa who clearly hates their job and does not know what to do when I come back for a thirteenth shot and start crying on the bar AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“Can I have another shot?” Parker requests, her voice completely slurred. The bartender, Nichole sighed, “That’ll be your 13th one. I think you should stop.” “It’ll be my last one,” Parker mumbled holding up her index finger before letting out a hiccup. “You said that last time,” Nichole states. Parker stayed quiet for a minute, her expression slowly saddening, then she begins crying and saying god knows what. At this point in time Nichole, whom already completely hates her job, begins to hate her job even more. Nichole has no clue how to deal with drunk people, let alone the ones who are crying. “Do you think I’m cute?” Parker questions, tears still falling down her face as she looks at Nichole, “I think you’re pretty cute, dressed up as sexy santa and all. It’s hot.” Nichole doesn’t know what to say for a moment before one of her coworkers walk behind her and tell her to compliment the woman and wipe her tears away, then request her a cab. So Nichole does exactly that, the compliments the girl, tells her that she is pretty cute, and wipes away her tears, then says she’s even cuter when she doesn’t cry. Parker is beyond wasted and hearing Nichole say this makes her grin from ear to ear. Nichole uses the bars phone and calls up a cab then hangs up and turns to Parker. “Okay, I’ve called a cab to come pick you, can you get home on your own?” Nichole questions. Parker seems to give an honest answer and shrugs at the question, “I only moved here a few weeks ago, I can’t speak Dutch, I have no job, I probably don’t even have enough money to pay for what I’ve drank, and my boyfriend has just broken up with me.” Nichole thinks that Parker is going to start crying, but instead she starts laughing. “My life is beyond fucked up right now, I don’t know what I’m going to do anymore,” Parker says after calming down. Nichole tells her coworker that she is taking the drunk girl, Parker, home so that she can make sure she can get into her house without freezing to death, then she will come back. The coworker nods and ushers the two out the door. “Where do you live?” Nichole asks, pushing Parker into the cab, then getting in after her. “I don’t know, it’s on my phone, I don’t know how to pronounce it,” Parker states, handing Nichole her phone. There displayed on the lockscreen is Parker’s address.

After the two finally arrive at Parker’s place, Nichole helps her into the apartment and leaves a note for her so that when she wakes up in the morning she will see it. Then Nichole leaves Parker to sleep and sober up.

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Walk Home

Dec. 15th

I’m walking home from work in heavy snow and I just found you lying on the ground and as it turns out some assholes pelted you with snowballs and left you there and now you can’t move because you’re so cold AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016

Christmas Eve, the one night Nichole had to work. “It’s snowing so hard outside,” Nichole complained as her and her coworker were locking up the store. “I can give you a ride home if you like,” her coworker states. “No need, I don’t live far, drive safe,” Nichole replies, pulling her coat on and zipping it up. Her coworker says their goodbyes then leaves the store where Nichole locks the remaining things and shuts off the lights before exiting to the cold winter storm outside. It was a rather short walk to her home from work so it wasn’t a big deal. What was a big deal was the fact that on her walk home she saw a figure laying on the ground. “Um, excuse me are you alright?” Nichole asked as she approached the figure. The figure oved just a tiny bit and made a squeak of a noise. “Are you alright?” Nichole asked walking over to the figure and kneeling down next to them. The figure looked up at her and blinked, her mouth completely unable to move. “Can you walk?” Nichole questioned. When the girl didn’t respond, Nichole spoke again, “Blink once for yes and twice for no, okay?” The girl blinked once. “Can you walk?” The girl blinked twice. “Are you hurt anywhere?” Two blinks. Nichole thought for a moment before she spoke again, “I’m going to help you up and we are going to try our best to get you to my house, is that okay with you?” The girl blinks once. Nichole nods and grabs the girls arm pulling her up the best she can, and failing. “Okay, I am not doing so well, my house is just a few blocks away, can I maybe drag you there?” The girl blinked once.

It took Nichole a total of 15 minutes to drag the girl to her house, where she took her inside and shed her of her warm clothes and put dry, warm one on her. Eventually the girl could talk again, and thanked Nichole for helping her then explaining that she had gotten pelted by snowballs by some asshole that she didn’t know then she got so cold on the ground that she couldn’t move and that she’s glad Nichole was there or she maybe would have died.

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Mall Santa

Dec. 14th

I have a temporary job as a Santa Claus at the mall except when I said hello to your child they started hysterically screaming and now the security guards are looking at me in a really weird way it would’ve been nice to know your kid is afraid of people in costumes before I tried to greet them AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

A/N: Parker is a guy in this story.

“Hey little boy,” Parker said, all dressed up in his Santa Clause costume for his temporary job at the mall. Instantly the little boy started to cry and scream before he ran over to his mom. Parker felt a pang of guilt hit his stomach for making the kid cry but then stood back up and saw the security guards giving him weird looks. “It’s not what you think, so don’t even start,” Parker said to them before he heard the little boys crying stop. “Oh my gosh I am so sorry,” a woman said as she held her son in her arms and ran up to Parker. “Don’t be, I just wasn’t expecting him to cry,” Parker replied. “Yeah, he’s afraid of people in costumes, again I’ so sorry, that was probably really weird,” Nichole states, a sympathetic look on her face. “No, it’s fine really, it would have been nice to know that before greeting him of course,” Parker replies. “Don’t mind me, but do I know you from somewhere?” Nichole questions. “Oh, um,” Parker glanced around quickly to make sure there weren’t any little kids around before pulling the fake beard off his face, “It’s Parker, nice to see you again Nichole.” “Oh, Parker,” Nichole smiled, “Look sweetie, it’s just Parker.” Nichole’s little boy looked at Parker with tears still streaming down his face and reached out for Parker’s beard. Parker let the little boy grab the beard and pulled down on it before letting go and hearing a loud ‘snap!’ when the beard hit Parker’s face. Parker winced a bit and sighed, “Want a picture with Santa?” “We would love one,” Nichole responded and the three quickly situated themselves so that they looked good in the photo and snapped a quick picture. “Thanks for the picture,” Nichole said smiling before waving goodbye with the photo in her hand.

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Destroyed Decorations

Dec. 13th

It’s the night before Christmas and all of my decorations were destroyed AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

Parker was having probably the worst day of her life. Her family was supposed to come over that night and her best friend and her had gotten in a fight. Now she was at the local home improvement store buying as many new Christmas decorations as she could. It was a bit awkward at the cash register. The girl that had been scanning her items, Nichole her name tag said, she kept eyeing Parker who had been checking the time ever few minutes. “Sure is a lot of Christmas decorations,” Nichole stated. “Yeah,” Parker stated when her phone dinged. Parker looked at her phone. From: Momma Hey sweetie, we are running way early so we will probably be early. Parker groaned and massaged her temple. “Rough day?” Nichole questioned. “It’s the night before Christmas and all of my decorations were destroyed,” Parker states, dropping her hands from her head, “On top of that my best friend and I just got in a fight and my parents are coming to visit tonight.” “My shift is over after I finish with you, if you want I can finish things up here really quickly and help you out,” Nichole states. “Oh really, that would be so nice, let me give you my address,” Parker states. “Not necessary,” Nichole states, glancing at Parker, “You live in the apartment next to me. I can always hear you playing some kind of music at three in the morning. “Oh,” Parker states, her cheeks turning slightly red from embarrassment, “I’m sorry about that.” “No need to be sorry, it sounds good,” Nichole responds, scanning the last item. “Thank you again for offering help,” Parker replies. “No problem, I’ll meet you at your apartment.” The two say their goodbyes and smile at each other before heading opposite directions.

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Christmas Eve ER

Dec. 12th

It’s Christmas Eve and we are both in the emergency room but you look fine, what happened? AU

Pairing: Parker X Nichole

Disclaimer: All writing is original. Copyright 2016.

“For the entire half hour that I’ve been in hear I have seen a lot of people come and go with relatively minor injuries, but you have remained a mystery to me. It’s Christmas Eve and we are both in the emergency room but you look fine, what happened?” Parker asked the girl who sat next to her. “I was cutting ham for a family dinner and cut my hand open, apparently it was deep enough to need stitches,” Nichole responded, “What about you?” “I just like to people watch,” Parker replied. Nichole looked at her for a moment then froze when Parker started to laugh. “I actually broke my ankle,” Parker states, pointing to her right leg that was propped up. “How did that happen?” Nichole questioned. “It’s icy out by my house and my body doesn’t understand the concept of balance,” Parker replied. “And how do you know it’s broken?” Nichole quizzes. “Oh I don’t know for sure, but I’ve been in nursing for a few years and I’m just good with bones,” Parker responds, looking at the person who just walked into the Emergency Room, “That person probably fell on the ice as well and tried to catch themselves, injured their wrist. Not broken, but it is sprained pretty bad.” Nichole looked at the Parker in complete shock, “How can you tell?” “If their arm was broken, it would be the wrist section and their hand would be more limp than it is, you know what I mean?” Parker asked. “No, I don’t,” Nichole replied, completely confused. “Well see it’s like this,” Parker starts, using her hand as an example, “When you relax your hand it just kind of falls like this, but when it’s broken there is space in between your bones because of the blood rush, so it ends up looking like it’s been pulled out of socket almost and just hangs there. Judging by their other arm, it’s not broken.” Nichole doesn’t respond but looks at Parker’s wrist, which Parker is still holding in position to look broken, “How can you do that?” “Oh, I broken this wrist when I was younger and it doesn’t have much muscle mass so I can manipulate it a bit,” Parker states, letting go of her wrist. “You seem to break a lot of things,” Nichole states. “Yeah, I break a lot of things, and I don’t just mean bones, just in general,” Parker replies. Nichole hums in response, “Well, I’m Nichole.” Parker smiles, holding her hand out for a handshake, “I’m Parker.” Nichole held her hand up, showing the bandage on it. Parker nodded and put her head down. “Right, well, I hope your hand heals quickly,” Parker says, smiling, then being called back for examination. Nichole nodded and the two waved at each other before Parker disappeared.