#LE GASP!!!

[funnydishserver42]

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[lologoinsolo]

A continuation of this post! Tw: the word Daddy is mentioned but not in a sexual way!

Cats and Their Men Masterlist, Part 3

A week passed since that guy came in. You hope that the kitten's okay, the guy seems much better than you thought him to be. You did wonder if that was blood on the bills he gave when your manager had counted the register for the night. It looked a lil too red for your taste. But everyone has their secrets and you’re not about to ask that tank of a man if he killed someone or just happened to prick his finger. Still though you hope Bailey is faring much better with him than in the could and… you hope he comes back.

Sunday’s the worst but you managed to persuade your coworker to take over your register. Truck had just came in with so many things for the store and your managers are scrambling to get it all on the sales floor.

Humming along to the song from your earphones. The perks about stocking is that you hardly get bothered by your coworkers. No one likes to restock the numerous bedding and litter and pet clothing so you jumped at the chance to do it. Gives you some peace and quiet save for when the customers will tap at your shoulder. You’ll plaster a smile and use your “customer voice” to point them to where they need a certain item and then get back to stocking. You really should find a way to just work with animals. Maybe you can talk to your manager to see if you can try grooming instead of—

“Girl!”

You jerk and nearly ruin the stack of dog cans you had just put up when someone grabs your arm. “Jesus, Jess,” glaring at your manager when you give her a scathing glare. Coincidentally this one’s the grooming manager. “What’s the matter?” Normally she wouldn’t be out of the grooming salon but the stores been short staffed and cutting corners. She’s been running around having to manage the store floor and hers.

“What’s the matter,” she scoffs, “the matter is your boyfriend is asking for you.” Boyfriend? “He’s a real asshole, ya know. We paged you twice over the intercom. Did you not— are you wearing headphones?” You wince when her voice gets screechy. You pull on your earphones and sigh, it’s an unspoken rule to not wear earphones but that literally never stops her groomers from wearing them.

“Jess, I don’t have a boyfriend.” Rolling your eyes as you give her a once over. Her hands land on her hips and you inwardly sigh. “What does he even look like? Did he say my name?” A little hopeful and also very worried because why is there a man claiming to be your boyfriend and why did your manager come get you for this? “I’m sure he’s one of the customers that’s been bitching lately. The fish tanks aren’t on sale anymore maybe he—“

“He’s not here for fish.” Cutting you off, “he asked for you. I thought he was your boyfriend cause he knew you were working right now.” The alarms start going off in your head. “Look, just go see what he wants.”

“Jess, I don’t know who this man is. Why didn’t you tell him I was like— I don’t know, not working?!”

“Because he’s refusing to fucking leave and he looks like he’s apart of the goddamn mafia!” She yells and you blink at her. Your anger boils to a simmer when she mentions what he looks like.

“Wait, wait… is he wearing a black mask? The ones people wore during COVID?” She nods and you pinch your nose hard. This motherfucker, “okay… I know him. He found a kitten a week ago. I told him to come find me. I didn’t think he’d remember my name because my name tag is so small.” Sighing loudly and stepping around her. “I’ll go talk to him.”

“Good, he’s given us all a fright and I really don’t need this right now. Bella bit the shit out of Felix and now I’m down a groomer.”

“Okay,” nodding as she tells you her woes. It’s been hard all around cause there’s not many workers but you’ll take a mask wearing customer over a shih tzu that’s known to bite. Fixing your shirt and putting on a smile when the figure that’s haunting the grooming salon takes one look at you and starts walking to you— quickly. “Evening, good to see you again. How can I—“

“She’s not eating any of the shit you told me to buy.” He cuts you off and you wonder if you’re actually just made of paper with how everyone cuts you off. There’s a black scarf he’s wearing and you notice a little bit of movement. This guy seems to favor black considering the matching jacket and pants color scheme.

You pull a face and turn to your side when he steps right in front of you. Jesus, he’s tall. Craning your neck to look up at him. “Sir, you have a weeks worth of three different foods?” Is she refusing to eat all of them? “It’s only been a week. Are you sure she’s—“

“Gave her a different one each day and she ain’t eating.” He tilts his head down, “why?” You swallow a bit when he glares at you. You wonder if whoever pisses him off gets to see this last before they get knocked the fuck out.

“You?” Shriveling up slightly, “wait,” once it runs through what he says it starts to click in your head. “You gave her a different one each day. You’re not supposed to do that.” Now it’s your turn to glare at him, “you’re supposed to ease her out into a new one before letting her try it suddenly.” You gave him the kitten version of chicken, beef, and salmon. You had a feeling that she was probably eating literal garbage and wanted her to try the chicken first. It’s your usual go to for new kittens.

“News to me,” he crosses his heavy arms over his chest. “Should’ve told me that.”

“I did tell you…” you start to trail off when you realize that you in fact did NOT tell him that. You just assumed he would know that. Goddamnit. “Okay,” he cocks an expectant brow, “maybe I forgot to mention but you didn’t ask. I thought you knew.” A measly form of an apology and taht doesn’t seem to settle him

“I told you I need things for the little shit. You made me buy those things,” he takes a step forward, “expensive things and now she’s waking me up all hours of the damn night because she’s hungry.” Your throat must be very dry from how hard you swallow. “What you didn’t tell was how to feed her.” His hands ball and flex.

Rubbing the back of your neck, you realize that maybe you are more in the wrong than your pride wishes to admit. “Look I,” taking a breath, “I’m sorry. It’s on me, I should’ve told you. I would’ve given you one of those first time pamphlets but we ran out.” Feeling like how a bug feels under a boot with how you tremble out an apology. “Was there one that she seemed interested in the most? Some cats like the chicken more while others prefer the salmon.” Maybe you can give him some wet cans to entice his little pet. A small thing like her shouldn’t be without food and you start to feel worse.

“She sniffed more at the salmon.”

“Okay, that’s good.” Perking up and you turn on your heel. “Come on, I’ll buy you some wet cans.” Before he can even protest you cut him off finally. “Look, I feel horrible, it’s the least I can do. Plus I get discounts.” Giving him a wink and he doesn’t give you anything other than a curt nod. You grab the salmon wet cans, the kitten ones, and you pray to the gods that Bailey will eat it so her dad won’t kill you. “Try the wet cans, see if that’ll work. If not then you’ll have to try for a different one. There’s a brand here that sells rabbit and turkey, a bit expensive.” You laugh shortly, “but cats have sensitive stomachs. They don’t mean to be picky.”

“Might not be picky but she sure as hell like to run my money.”

You huff a small laugh at his expense, “you should see the bills I’ve seen that get racked up here.” You skip the line to head to your register. Ringing it up and usually you’re not supposed to use your own discount for others but you’re not willing to risk mafia guy’s anger. Bagging it and passing it to him for him but he doesn’t grab it right away “Is there… is there something else you need?” You ask and he takes the bag from you finally.

He mulls over your words for a second and then says. “Need a collar,” he tilts his head to the side and out pokes Bailey’s itty bitty head from his scarf. You nearly scream when you see her but manage to bite your tongue on time. “Here,” he pulls her out and she lets out a disgruntled meow. He plops her down in your waiting arms. “Scratched up my neck.” He grumbles under his breath when he fixes his scarf back up. The kitten simply purrs in your arms when you coo and run from her nose to head. A glutton for love and you readily give it to her. “Find something for her.” He waves offhandedly once his scarf looks decent around his neck once more.

“Do have a specific—“ you trail off again when his eyes squint down at you. Right… he doesn’t really care. “Okay, I’ll be right back.” He grunts an acknowledgment and you walk off with the cutest little baby. She keeps pulling at your chest, seems eager to get to your shoulders and you wonder if she does that to her dad all the time. “Hmmmm,” looking from all the collars that the store sells. “You’re too tiny,” you hold her up like the monkey did the lion cub, a little sad that there’s not much that’ll fit her. “But,” noticing a small blue collar that shines slightly, “this could fit. It’ll give you enough room to grow into as well.” It’s a cat collar designed to unclasp if it gets snagged hard onto something. And knowing this curios kitten, she’ll need it.

Bailey doesn’t seem to mind when you let her sniff at it till the collar comes on and then she’s desperate to figure out what’s around her neck. Her back legs kicking at the edge of the collar and you cup her so she won’t tug it off. “Your daddy wants you wearing that so you gotta get used to it.” He could train her to walk on a harness later but that does take a good amount of training and

“Daddy, huh?”

You jolt from your thoughts and squeeze a little too tight around Bailey. She lets out a little hiss and you blubber an apology. “I didn’t— that’s not what I—“ the ‘daddy’ in question seems far too amused with how you stutter. “I uh… I thought you were at the front?” Coughing to push past your embarrassment. Petting Bailey as an apology on her sides and under her chin. She doesn’t forgive easily as she gives you a well deserved nips. You murmur a sorry to her and she squints up at you.

“Thought you got lost.” He comes around and pulls his kitten from your hands, he took a little longer to get her out but maybe you’re thinking too hard. You were taking a bit down the aisle but you wanted her to have a nice collar that fit her well. The heat from his fingers though makes your own cheeks warm slightly. When did he get that close and also why didn’t you hear him walking up? “Looks good,” he holds Bailey up and moves her around like she’s a little jewel. “Blue suits her.” He pushes her back inside his scarf and you can faintly hear her little purrs. A slight movement of the fabric before she settles right up against his neck.

Clearing your throat slightly, some strands of hair falls a bit forward but you’re still a bit squirmy to fix it. “I knew she would look good in blue. It matches her, I can buy it for you as well. I don’t min—“ your eyes widen when he moves his hand to tuck those loose strands back behind your ear. You stare up wide at him and he stares down at you. Nothing in his eyes give away an ounce of an emotion despite how you look. To his credit, he may have not meant to do that with how quickly he puts his hand down. “Uh… I— sir?” You manage to squeak out and his mask twitches slightly.

He flexes his hand that touched you and leaves you standing there bewildered, confused and your cheeks burning up so much that you might consider it to be a fever. You don’t follow him when he took off without giving an answer but you do touch your ear. The phantom feeling of his fingers makes butterflies flutter in your stomach. “What the fuck?” You murmur under your breath.

…

The next day you manage to get to work with little sleep from how you tossed and turned. You sorta waited more around your register to see if the man would come back but to your disappointment… he doesn’t. You take it in stride and continue about your day. Just as you’re about to clock out a man with a charming smile and model worthy appearance comes in holding a kitten in his hands and says, “I was told by my friend to ask you for help with cats. Can you help me, love?”

[toiletpudding]

What's this? A wholesome family???

[r-aindr0p]

Aaaafhdvssv look at them !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!✨️I keep making pauses during scribbles to admire the sillies

Got this in the mail yesterday with the stickers and the svsss polaroid, thank you @rakiah my flu was instantly cured

[entropickindle]

More Loop art because I CAN

[rebouks]

Previous // Next

Penny: Oh my god! Levi: What? Penny: Look, you can see outside!

Levi: Woop-di-do. Penny: Where are you going?! Open the door! Levi: It’s locked.

Penny: Well, can’t you pick it like Robin did? Levi: It’s not that kind of door, babe. Penny: Let’s break this glass then.

Levi: With what, my face? Nothing’s gonna get through that, anyway. Penny: Leviiiiii-.. what’s wrong with you?! Our escape is literally RIGHT there! Levi: It’s not though. It’s an unviable option.

Penny: Unviable option-.. god, you’re so annoying. Levi: Annoying, but right. [Penny threw her head back and groaned, reluctantly trudging after Levi]

…

[electronics buzzing]

Penny: We should call for help. Levi: Wait. Penny: Ugh-.. what?!

Levi: What if it’s a trap? [Penny rolled her eyes, shaking free of Levi’s grasp] Penny: You’re just being paranoid now, Levi.

Levi: Well! The person on the other end might not be friendly for starters-.. if it even works. Penny: Monsters don’t exist and I’m not about to die of starvation stuck down here! Levi: Still, I don’t think you should touch it…

[marquessofendos]

"no endo is claiming to have did" factoid statistical error. endo georg, who lives in a cave and experienced hell trauma that led to a DID diagnosis from a licensed professional, is someone you overlooked on purpose to pander to sysmeds

update 1/7/25 as my tags are being ignored

[heyimkana]

ALEKS???? SIR????

[verreerrant]

My Luminara Unduli and Barriss Offee designs! I have reworked alot of Star Wars species since as amazing As the universe is... half of the "aliens" are repainted humans.

Also looking at all of Luminara's live action poses, girlie is not photogenic (headcannon the actress is great)

Small things to note, Barriss has split hypochromia, brown and blue. Luminaras has yellow eyes since that is an eye color Mirilans can have, she is not Sith. And the blue beads are actually supposed to be inspired from the clay tiles used in mirialan culture that i read about once.

The outfits have a good amount of Christian coding, Luminara as a priest, and Barriss with a scapular. HOWEVER, I think that the Jedi order is more in line with a more spiritual or polytheistic way of thinking. I mean, look at Hinduism and Buddhism. I PERSONALLY see the Force and Jedi teachings more aligned with that, even if Anakin is a Jesus figure guy. (sry if its badly worded i am very tired)

also also, The mix of someones heriatage and cluture as it mixes with being a Jedi is one of my favorite things to think about atm. And these two are such different ways to look at it too. I will stop rambeling now and talk about it laterrrr bye.

[jade-green-butterfly]

Today’s a very important and special day, folks...~🌟Today is the awesome Ron Funches’ birthday, which means it’s my special darling boi, Cooper’s birthday too!!🎊🥳🎂✨😍

Preparing for the special occasion, I started thinking up of what I could draw for him and Ron this year...🤔 And then I thought, 'I know! Why don't I draw me and Cooper having some quality time together a.k.a 'seven minutes of heaven' during his birthday party, and sometroll catches us in the moment?'💡😀 I did just that and WOW!!😲It turned out just as I imagined it!💖🤩💖Sure, the pose was a little difficult at first but I managed to get me and Cooper spot-on and how I wanted us to be - all smoochy-smoochy~💗😚💗And lookie at all those kiss marks!😆(Hehe, I went crazy!💋💋😘💋💋) Well, my birthday prince DOES deserve the best and all the love in the world, tee-hee~💕🤭🩷♛🧁 This was actually inspired by @sunzysky's adorable Cliva moment during the holiday season and I'm proud of how I added the shadow effect, making the moment look more intense!👌🏻😁I am so thrilled with the result in fact, that I actually made three other versions in comparison - non-shadow and textless as seen below!✨

But who is the unexpecting troll who caught Cooper and I??😯I'll let your imagination decide on that one, folks~😉 My money however, is either on Poppy or Branch, Smidge or one of the Snack Pack, or even Prince D himself, that cheeky twin bro...😏 Hope you all like too, dears!💕✨😊👍🏻I really had fun and enjoyed making this piece, especially for Ron and my beloved sweet jellybean, Cooper~💗🫶🏻U//w//U💘

🎉🎈🌈🎊~A very Happy Birthday to you, Cooper a.k.a Ron Funches!~🎊🌈🎈🎉=^o^=🥳🎂✨🎁 I love you with all my heart, and thank-you so, so much for all the happiness and love you have brought me~💗🌈💖🥰💝🫂xoxo.

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

Cooper (c) DreamWorks Trolls/DreamWorks Animation Trollsona Jussy/Justina Butterfly (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!)

[hyunpic]

march 2024 with hyunjin

[seventeenlovesthree]

It's been over 20 years and to this day, I am still wondering if this was intentional. Toei, I am judging you, hard.

[ruinedwithlust]

I love the idea of slowly introducing more feminine clothing into his wardrobe. Not forcing, no, but when we go out shopping, I hold up different things and ask if he would like to try them on or if he sees one he likes. At first, he's nervous and shakes his head. After all, it's new, and everything is a process.

But slowly, gradually, I start noticing his eyes linger on one specific piece of clothing. And without his knowledge, I end up buying it along with my other things. By the time we get home, I ask him to go shower and that I have a surprise waiting for him when he's out. It gives me more than enough time to lay out the piece of clothing, maybe a skirt, maybe a cropped but fitted shirt that hugs him just right, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that it's just for us, for him, and for me. And spending the rest of the night reminding him he's beautiful, that he's perfect, well I don't mind.

[r-aindr0p]

Alright I'm a bit over halfway through book 6, still not at the sad part but- (~chapter 40)

First off, I didn't expect this much Rook yapping and I'm really happy with that. Queens gotta slay even if abducted, you go and do your duty man, pass him the cosmetics. Really even in that case or when Epel + yuu decided to tag along he had only admiration and saw the best of things in any situation I love that so much. Glad I never spoiled myself on book 6 and learnt by myself about his villas and siblings :'D Dang man tell us more...

But most importantly as I listened to his fantastically pronounced french(/pos) I noticed that what he was saying did not always stick with what was written in french in text if french or text at all sometimes. And more particularly, the nickname he gives Idia. Written as "Roi de sa chambre" BUT he CLEARLY PRONOUNCES it "Roi de TA chambre" which seems minor but it changes the dynamic (on a small scale but still)

"Roi de SA chambre" translates to "King of HIS bedroom" whereas "Roi de TA chambre" translates to "King of YOUR bedroom" and "TU/TON/TA" is the singular second person pronoun, which is undistinguishable from the formal and plural version in english but is in french. Talking to others by using "TU" is called "tutoyer" and indicates that you are or feel familiar enough with others to refer to them by "TU" (used casually among people of roughly the same age/family/acquaintances. Any other person/stranger/staff except kids is usually refered to by "vous". And honestly sometimes even if someone way older tells me I can use "tu" I can't, I don't feel at ease but that's just me being uh, me/derogatory.)

This isn't anything huge especially since Rook and other classmates are in the same age range so it's only normal he's referring to them in a familiar way. Sure he calls some of them "monsieur" but it's part of a fun little nickname he gives them with his own degree of endearment?? I guess?? (Except EN has a bunch if not most, of whack nickname translations that I don't quite get and are dumb as hell.... and Idia and Rollo's nicknames?? one gets roasted and the other uh.... yeah no Roi du Mouchoir that's insta banned for me) So have the nickname changed to "roi de sa" chambre makes it like he talks as if Idia isn't even there ?? why ? Anyone would say "ha, you are the king of your room" and not "you are the king of his room" unless there were a third party involved in said conversation...

That's all, I'm diving back in now, I just couldn't hold it in and needed to yap

TL;DR : en translation is whack, french individual complains (as any french would do) about the french mistranslations compared to what Rook speaks in audio

[dollypopup]

look, y'all can all gleeful cancel me for this #unpopular opinion if you want, but even IF Nicola wasn't nominated for the comedy section and it was her and Luke head to head in best drama?

I'd still vote for him

because I genuinely and truly think his acting is INCREDIBLE. and I think he's one of the better actors on Bridgerton full stop. I love the nuance he brings to Colin as a character, I love how he so fully embodies him as a character and that Colin has similarities to him, but is fully different at the same time. Colin does not talk like Luke, walk like Luke, even fidget like Luke. He has his own character beats and yes, sometimes parts of Luke bleed into him, such as with the head tilt, but the voice is different, softer, the movements of Colin as a character are distinct to me, he delivers humor well ('you'd already be dead?') and his decisions for Colin as a character are ICONIC (I'm never forgetting that dress adjustment with specific fingers was all him). Colin had a harder go of it than a lot of leads because his story isn't as loud- he doesn't get a lot of big, dramatic moments to have big dramatic acting, and honestly the show didn't give him a lot of screentime in the first place. But when he does have poignant emotional moments? They feel REAL. He isn't given as much time with the audience as other characters are and he doesn't go for the broad strokes with his acting, so sometimes I think he can get lost in some of the louder acting, but that doesn't negate the fact that he's GOOD. He's a good ass actor. He plays Colin like Colin is an actual person.

And for me? For me, that hits home. Even with truncated time on his own season (yeah, I'm still bitter), he delivers every single time. Anger, betrayal, longing, heartache, silly awkward humor, heat- and he does all of those emotions BELIEVABLY. I watched Luke Newton depict Colin falling in love so beautifully and so realistically, I HAVE NO CHOICE but to give him his flowers. Just because he's not as heavy in the hustle as other actors are (please remember this is a neurodivergent actor with anxiety and dyslexia, mental health is important and it's good he took a break ) doesn't mean he's not a fantastic actor. And if you've ever seen his depiction in The Shape of Things? The man is excellent.

I think Bridgerton has a lot of 'big moves' actors. And that's fine. Many people prefer that. But I prefer the nuanced moments and the softer beats of it all, and I think if the camera had allowed us as an audience a longer glimpse into moments with Colin, we'd all be even more floored. I can watch gifs of his scenes over and over and over again and find something new every time.

So y'all can sit there and accuse others of a 'pity vote' but idgaf. Luke Newton is one of the best actors on that show. And I stand by that. Eat me.

[nanenna]

Aftermath of a reveal gone wrong, that's all the context you get LOL

Read it here or read it on AO3

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Danny couldn't believe it, who would have ever guessed! "You got everyone from Amity Park to come to the show?" he asked Ember.

"No, they did that all on their own." She seemed upset, jealous probably. Nearly a third of the crowd cheering for a back up guitarist rather than the star of the show would do that.

There was a knock at the door, followed by Jazz, Sam, and Tucker poking their heads in.

Danny grinned, "Guys!" He ran over to pull them into a hug as they slipped into the green room.

"Danny!" Tucker greeted, just as eager to hug back.

"Did you guys arrange this?"

"Eh, kinda," Sam answered. "A lot of the others were already keeping tabs on Ember and making plans to come to her spring break concert, your debut just made everyone wanna do it."

"We did help organize things once everyone decided to go," Jazz took over explaining. "Booking for groups was actually way easier than making everyone do it on their own and hope we could all match up."

"That includes a sick afterparty, you're all invited," Tucker said cheerfully.

"Everyone will want you to sign their merch," Sam added with a smirk.

"Well, if it's for the fans," Ember said with a sniff.

"I'm down," Danny said with a laugh, "just let me slip into something a little more comfortable." He let his transformation wash over him, leaving him with beating heart. He'd still have to wash off his stage makeup and put away all his accessories since they were all ecto, but the transformation meant that could wait until the morning. Very handy after a long day performing.

"Let's go!" Tucker pointed to the door. He, Sam, and Danny all slung arms over each other and started talking a mile a minute as they headed out of the green room and down the hall, despite talking on the phone nearly every day before this.

Out in the lobby were the rest of the Casper High class of 202X, the A-listers front and center.

"Danny?" Kwan asked with a furrowed brow.

"What's he doing here?" Paulina asked, clearly just as confused.

"Huh?" Danny asked, confused himself.

"You nerds said you were getting Phantom," Dash whined loudly, "so where is he? And why did you bring Fenturd?"

Danny didn't remember letting go of Sam and Tucker, he didn't remember rushing up to Dash, he didn't remember raising his fist. It was all done without conscious thought, one moment he was having fun with his friends, the next his fist was connecting with Dash's jaw. There were gasps around him, but Danny paid them no mind as he grabbed Dash's shirt to lift him up from where he sprawled out on the floor. "Don't call me that, don't ever call me that ever again!"

"Danny!" Jazz ran up and put an arm across Danny's chest, trying to herd him away. Danny let her, because she was his big sister and he would never willingly hurt her.

Tucker's dad and a few other adults ran over to check on Dash.

"Danny, let me see your hand, are you hurt?" Jazz gently picked up his still clenched fist, Danny immediately unclenched it and let her turn it this way and that, checking if he bruised his knuckles.

Danny never took his eyes off Dash.

Dash was sitting up now, staring at Danny in shock. "What just happened?"

"You said the wrong thing, obviously." Sam stepped in front of Danny, arms crossed as she glared at the bully.

Dash put a hand up to his face in disbelief. "I don't… how did… since when could wimpy little Fentina punch?"

"Danny, don't!"

Danny ignored Jazz, he ignored physics as he ran through his friends and the parents, carefully only becoming solid right at the second punch, this one right on Dash's nose. It gave a satisfying crunch. Dash howled.

"Augh!" One of the parents who had been checking Dash had ended up half in Danny when he stopped, she scrambled to get out of the way.

Danny grabbed Dash by the shirt and hauled him up, fist wound back for another punch. "Call me a Fenton one more time," Danny dared.

Dash swallowed thickly, but shook his head.

Danny relaxed his fist, "So you can learn."

"Okay Danny, that's enough. C'mon." Jazz Put a hand over Danny's, still fisted in Dash's shirt, and gently pushed it down. Danny let her, slowly lowering Dash back down to the floor. "Come here, baby brother, let's take a minute to calm down, okay?"

"Whud?" Dash asked, sitting up once Danny was pulled away.

"You haven't figured it out yet?" Val asked as she walked past Dash to go join Danny's friends. "I would've thought after everything that happened with those lunatics that it would be pretty obvious."

"Hey, Ember?" Tucker called. "There are a couple busses in the parking lot, the chaperones know where the party is. How about you go with them and we'll catch up in a little bit."

"Sure," Ember said with a smirk. "Baby-pop knows where Gus the bus is." She ruffled Danny's hair as she passed, "Good one, dipstick."

"I'm proud of you Danny," Jazz said softly, pulling Danny close.

It was weird being taller than her. "I punched Dash, twice."

"And you didn't crack his skull like an egg, you showed a lot of restraint. So I'm proud of you."

Danny couldn't help laughing at that, he was sure a year ago Jazz would be all about de-escalation and non-violent resistance. If things were different he was sure she'd be lecturing him right now. "I think I broke his nose," Danny murmured.

"Well he deserved it," Jazz replied.

"Dash is so stupid, everyone knows Jazz changed her name," Val said snidely.

"If he was bright he wouldn't have needed her to tutor him," Tucker said with a shake of his head.

"At least he won't be at the party," Sam said brightly. "With a broken nose he's going to spend the night at urgent care while we get to party."

"How about we go to the green room and do some breathing exercises and I'll tend to your fist, then we can go party. If you want, you don't have to."

"Breathing exercises, yeah. I'll see how I feel after that."

And after calming down and realizing that he did feel better after punching his childhood bully in the face (twice), Danny went to that afterparty and had a blast. The end. UwU

(Sorry, I didn't plan for it to get THAT angsty but when the angst wants to be written what can ya do?)