#Poor Dora and all in one night lol

[duusheen]

Breaking Ties 3/3

[lemonflowercat]

75 soft: day 9

weird feelings in my head today. I think the it's mainly guilt over feeling like I'm not doing enough. I feel fat and ugly, I feel like I'm letting precious time slip through my fingers and my exam is going to be a shit-show again.

I think my guilt is being triggered by

a. that I ate a big fast food meal last night. it's supposed to be "cheat meal" but I despise myself for even wanting it, and I feel like I can't trust myself because I went over my calorie limit twice last week.

b. skipping my evening wxo to do chores yesterday, and that the day before I didn't finish a wxo. I'm dreading getting fat. The 4 kilos I've gained since last May weigh so heavy on me, I want to cry. i don't know how to not hate myself over being inconsistent.

c. February is coming to an end and I've barely made any progress with studying. I have 19 subjects to cover by April and here I am, doing 1 for the past 2 weeks. I disgust me hahaha.

I'm feeling decidedly slump-y and this is where it's coming from. how hilarious is it that the very thing that's bothering me - my ineptitude to get things done, is pushing me to not do said things even more? everything feels chaotic and out of control and I just want to run away from it all.

[x] morning yoga/walk/run x6d/w

did some back bend loaded yoga this morning. it was great but I feel like shit anyway

[] meditate x at least 15min every afternoon

skipped. A was home early today so I made him lunch in that time.

[x] study 42h/w: 37h 30m to go 34h 30m to go

i tried to pacify Dora Milaje by putting on cute home-wear and blue eyeliner - i looked at myself in the mirror and said to her, look, i am cute. i guess it worked? lol. i did manage to get in 2 hours of studying after that.

also, to feel less out of control, i wrote down my priorities. i told myself these are the only 2 things that need to happen today.

except for the quick notes on protein IEMs, they all did! :)))

[x] evening wxo x6/w

30m HIIT because apparently that's all my stamina is now? hehe. it was great fun!

[x] [x] [x] 1 raw veggie or a fruit x3 meals

- green grapes for morning snack (yea GGs are the fkn best

- and i had them for lunch+dinner too, ok) w a lettuce cherry tomato cucumber salad for both meals

can we pls just take a moment to appreciate my lunch plate (':

also, uncle-aunty (who own this farm) gave me fresh veggies this morning! literally watched aunty pluck these radish out of the bathtubs they grow them in (((: so excited and so grateful! looking forward to eating these raw/minimally cooked.

[x] 1400cal x6/week

[x] progress picture/day x6/w

[x] 2.5L of water/day

it's getting so hot, this goal is soon gonna have to be up-ed.

[x] brush before bed

[x] no media consumption (one movie/d allowed) - for freezes and PMS days

watched Poor Things today! creative funny thoughtful emotional movie w AMAZING FASHION INSPO ☆ I loved it, also I really like Emma Stone.

[akindofmagictoo]

first spoken lines tag game

@sleepyowlwrites stuck a sticky note on my forehead that said “you’re it!” so here I am to do this tag. 

(no sticky hands this time, just sticky notes) 

and also because I’ve actually started drafting Dragonsong so I can do this :) 

Isi and Robin 

A curse from behind her snapped her out of her thoughts, and she turned around to see Robin easing himself down to sit on a nearby rock. He was still a little way away; even with a cane, the rocky terrain took him longer. 

“Do you need a hand?” 

Robin pulled a face. “Give me a minute. I should be right. Just—ow. Go on without me, if you want.” 

Baya (who’s minor but the next named character to show up lol) 

As Baya made her way across the room, her wrinkled brown face creased in a smile. “Same room again, tor?” 

Meg (also relatively minor) 

Stabling the horses didn’t take too long. She was just leaving the stables when she ran headlong into Meg. Formally, she was Tor Margaret, but Isi had earned ‘Meg’ privileges, an honour only afforded to the squires she’d mentored. 

“Back in one piece. Good,” said Meg with a curt nod. Her iron-grey hair was pulled off her face into its customary tight bun. 

Isi smiled. “I see you missed me very much.”

“Oh, absolutely.” Meg’s face didn’t change for a second. Then she smiled, a twinkle in her eye. “Welcome back, Isi. Do you have things to be getting on with? I’d better not keep you.”

Brendon 

Brendon whirled around. 

“What do you think you’re up to?” [Isi] asked, voice level. 

“I—nothing. Sorry I can’t have a conversation, tor.” He had no obligation to address her by her title—few knights bothered when speaking to another knight—but he loaded it with sarcasm anyway. 

the king who does not have a name rn but he doesn’t really need one

“We found this creature in her back room, your majesty,” said the supervisor, gesturing at Enya. The same man still held her, but her jaws had been tied shut. Isi’s blood boiled. Poor Enya. 

The king nodded, looking disdainfully down at Isi. “I see. Tor Isadora, do you care to explain?” 

S.B.  

As the figure emerged into the firelight, she recognised him as a man perhaps ten years her senior with olive skin. Long scraggly black hair and a matching beard hid his face mostly from view. He held his right arm close to his body, but his left held no weapon. 

“Who are you?” said Isi, leaving the sword where it was. 

“What’s it to you?” grumbled the man, stealing a wistful glance at the fire behind Isi. 

Sierra

“Isadora?” It wasn’t Robin speaking this time. The mystery archer threw their hood back, revealing curly brown hair and a freckled face Isi knew as well as her own. 

Still, she frowned, wanting to make sure of what she was seeing. “Sierra?” 

“Dora!” said the mystery archer, erasing any doubt from Isi’s mind. Even as a small child, Sierra had called her older sister ‘Dora’. Even as a slightly less small child, Isi hadn’t loved the nickname. 

Holly

“You’re injured,” said Sierra’s companion, the swordswoman. She unfastened her cloak and unslung a pack from her back. “I can help.” 

Isi shrugged out of her bloodied shirt. The night air bit at her bare skin and got through her undershirt with no trouble. 

“I’m Holly.” Holly sat down beside Isi and took hold of her elbow, moving it this way and that to get a good look at the wound. 

“Nice to meet you,” said Isi, because it was. “Thank you for your help.” She directed it to both Holly and Sierra. 

Ella (also minor) 

“Isi?” said the knight at the back, a red-haired woman about Isi’s age. “Is that you?” 

With a start, Isi realised she knew the woman. They’d been Chosen as squires at the same time. “Ella?” 

“What brings you all the way out here? I thought you were posted in the citadel.” 

I’m 23k words in and with one or two exceptions that concludes all the characters we’ve met. Enya is also an exception but she doesn’t... talk. so yeah. 

I shall tag @ellatholmes @vellichor-virgo (when you have the energy!) @isherwoodj and @josephinegerardywriter :) 

[alternislatronemhq]

Congrats, Kay, you have been accepted to AL for the role of Andromeda Tonks (FC: Keira Knightley). Fantastic job, Kay! I loved your application. It was equal parts sweet and serious, and you can really feel the inner conflict in poor Andromeda when it comes to loyalty to the family she was born to and loyalty to the family she ultimately chose. I think you have a great grasp of the plot and I’m excited to see the way you navigate through some of the familial plots that you mentioned in your application. Please send in your blog (no sideblogs for first characters, please) in the next 24 hours and be sure to take a look at our new player checklist.Welcome home, we’re so excited to have you join the family!

OOC

name — kay age — 30 pronouns — she/her timezone — mst/gmt-7 activity level — currently it would be about a seven out of ten; i’m a teacher, and it’s summer break! I have a lot more free time now but i’m also trying to keep myself busy with more meaningful things as well, so my activity is not as steady as it might have been in years past lol

IC Overview

name — Andromeda Ismene Tonks, née Black age — 30; her birthday is March 1, 1955 gender — cis female sexuality — bisexual but that’s a very closely guarded secret; she had a very brief, very secretive relationship with a girl during her time at Hogwarts, but she knew what her family would think of that and nothing came of it; Ted came along not long after that, and she’s never looked back.

patronus — a cat, hers specifically takes the form of an Egyptian Mau; she summons the Patronus with the memory of when she and Ted took Dora shopping for her first year school supplies

boggart — Dora, dead by Bellatrix’s hand - as much as it would kill Andie if something happened to Ted, it’s nowhere near the pain that would come if something happened to Dora. Her greatest fear has always been that her family would find and hurt Dora somehow, and now that she and Cissa have reunited, Bellatrix is Andie’s greatest worry

IC In Depth

personality traits — +loyal, compassionate, thoughtful: As a Black, she was raised to prize loyalty; Andie took it to mean loyalty to her family above all (and as she grew older, the definition of family changed) and it’s a trait that she still prizes. To those who have proved themselves trustworthy, Andie extends all the loyalty in her. Despite her upbringing, Andie has always been compassionate - it was why she first wanted to be a Healer, to help those in need. Her bedside manner is well-known at St. Mungo’s because of this. If someone comes to Andie for advice or help, she takes her time to consider what she’s saying; this is true in everything she does. Andie was impulsive when she was younger but has since learned the importance of stopping to think about her actions.

 -withdrawn, smothering, hesitant: Although her loyalty extends to the people she cares about, Andie finds it difficult to open up to those she doesn’t know well. Her list of friends is small - she excuses this by referring to her family difficulty and how she was never sure who she could trust when she was younger. Those who haven’t earned her loyalty aren’t people she trusts or wishes to spend much time with. She wants to help others but often can try and do too much for them, whether it’s a patient at St. Mungo’s or her friends. She would do anything for them, and needs to be told to do less when she oversteps. Her thoughtfulness sometimes leads her to hesitancy; she doesn’t want to do the wrong thing, so she does nothing. It’s a trait she’s trying to work on - to be sure she acts when she ought to, while still giving everything the consideration it needs.

character biography — 

Andromeda Ismene Black came into the world early in the morning on March 1, 1955. Her earliest memories are of her sisters: Bella racing over after Andie fell; Cissa’s tiny fingers curling around Andie’s own, much larger finger; the three of them hiding in their playroom after a burst of accidental magic sent everything toppling from the walls; Andie and Cissa crying when Bella went to Hogwarts, then Bella and Andie feeling equally heartbroken to leave Cissa behind. Her whole world revolved around the two of them, and Andie couldn’t imagine anything better.

Her Hogwarts years are memories of friends. At first, the other pureblood girls in Slytherin, and occasionally the other houses: these are the girls she knew from childhood, the ones her parents approved. Then, slowly but surely, other people began to inch their way in. Andie first began to question the pureblood ideals she’d been taught when she was a third year, partnered with a halfblood in Herbology, and realized that the other girl was just as good as Andie herself was - maybe even better. From there, more fractures appeared as Andie observed her Muggleborn and halfbood peers and realized that blood purity did not equal better magic, and certainly didn’t equal better people.

Then there was Ted. They became friends during her fourth year, when Andie was able to show that she was not her sister, she was kinder than Bella. They were friends, and quickly became the best of friends, without the hint of anything romantic on Andie’s part. She had not yet reconciled to the idea that she might have to leave her family someday, and still planned to follow through with the expected pureblood marriage at some distant point in the future. Then there was a very pretty halfblood girl in Andie’s fifth year, though nothing came of that. And then near the end of Andie’s sixth year, she realized Ted was … handsome. Kind. Good. Things she wanted from a husband. They started dating in her seventh year, and Andie never regretted that choice.

Her memories after Hogwarts are a blur of Ted and St. Mungo’s. She talked her parents into letting her go into Healer training; it allowed her to sneak time with Ted and still pursue the thing she loved, and bought time before she had to make a decision about her family. She knew it would come to a head, that this situation could not last forever. She knew that she didn’t share her family’s beliefs anymore. She knew that leaving them would be the hardest thing she ever did - maybe even impossible. And so she put the decision off, as she trained and met up with Ted and fell more and more in love with him until everything broke. She tried to plead her case, and her parents issued their ultimatum: the family or Ted. And with that choice before her, she could only do one thing. She left her family in November, 1974.

Since that time, her memories have been full of Ted and Dora. Dora was born in August, 1975 and Andie’s world shifted irrevocably. Her priority is to keep her daughter safe - her laughing, rambunctious, miraculous gift, who can change her appearance at will (a fact that brought her parents immense anxiety when Dora was little). Their home is a place full of laughter, cozy and homey in a way that Andie never experienced when she was younger. They stayed out of the war, after long discussions over many nights about their responsibility to society and their responsibility to their daughter. Andie goes to work and does her duty, and comes home and dotes on Dora and keeps the house tidy and loves Ted. And since the war’s end, she cautiously lets Cissa in as well, gets to know her little blonde nephew and tries to mend fences with her youngest sister and hopes that the future is as bright as it seems.

plot ideas — 

1) I love family plots, so I definitely want to plot with Narcissa and Sirius! I feel like there’s a lot of possibility for angst and drama with Cissa and Andie, just given how their reunion can be seen as manipulative on Cissa’s end. And since Sirius was Andie’s favorite cousin, and she probably always saw him as very immature, I like the idea of her getting to know this different side of him. 

2) Since Andie is a Healer, I think it would be really interesting to explore her working to help people aligned with the Death Eaters, either currently or in the past. Andie takes her vow to help others very seriously, and she would give an injured Death Eater the same consideration she gave someone from the Order. 

3) This is a more personal one, but I think if there was a Ted writer, it would be interesting to see Ted and Andie thinking about having more kids since things seem so peaceful. 

4) Andie doesn’t have many friends, and I would love to see her making some new ones! She’s an introvert by nature, but immensely loyal to those she deems worthy so it would be interesting to explore that, and see her deciding what proves someone’s loyalty. 

5) As things start to heat up again, I think it would be interesting for the Order to approach Andie about being a sort of Healer on call for them. She doesn’t want to fight and doesn’t necessarily want her family involved, but she would find it difficult to turn down that sort of request - she believes that the Order is right, and now that Dora isn’t a baby anymore and is safely at Hogwarts, Andie might be more inclined to aid the Order.

extra —

Just as a note: I was hoping to change Dora’s canon birth year from 1973 to 1975, just to give Andie and Ted some breathing room in their relationship, rather than them having a baby when they were 17/18. I can adjust that back if you don’t approve, but it felt like a better call for this group. I also wrote the app as Andie and Ted being together for 13 as in they’ve been dating that long, and said the marriage took place in the year after they finished Hogwarts, again just to give Andie a little more time to mature as a person before she immediately left her family and married Ted. (Also this is all a little moot since the age change; I think I changed the dates appropriately but if not, that’s absolutely something I can edit in the future!)

Character tag on my personal blog

Andromeda pinterest board

Amortentia: coffee, chocolate, mint - these are scents she associates with her home now. Coffee in the morning when she and Ted are waking up; chocolate for stolen moments with Dora when they’re sneaking a treat; the minty smell of their toothpaste for goodnight kisses.

[emitakes2019]

January 24, 2019:

We should watch the sunrise tomorrow “

The sunrise? “Where”

At clarets we become baristas where I make the best maple syrup latte there is. It’s a 10/10 from the 5 people that tried it.

The rest of the day is relaxing, i hang out in Dani’s room and get in all the college advice I can.

We stalk our opponents who we played that night. I found the best player’s instagram and everything. We were ready.

Poor Anders got another concussion but my two favorite thots came back!!! I finally felt whole again and could be my dumb self.

Girls won even with like 4 of us fouling out.

Lol so Maddie’s grandpa is granted vip access and sat with us on the bench. Me, always mad, comes out & sits next to him. Omg I start venting and throwing my Gatorade around and ALMOST whacked him. We did not need any other losses.

Good thing girls won;P

Scott “ maybe you should actually be signing up for basketball” smh

Julia and Helosia tried to teach me mesh mesh with their jack Daniel cards. My brain is not meant for it. I get a headache each time. Not to mention Helosia had gassing problems while our room was burning hot. Brain cells and breathing cells were lost.

Nigh ends with a team talk and I am so proud of Sophia. Getting us all to open up what our first impressions was of each other. I think we all got too real. Apparently I was super weird back in the day (agreed), Carmen gets called out as a horse girl, Maddie cried too much, and Elizabeth “couldn’t speak English”

Elizabeth: “yeah I also only ate tacos and watched Dora “

“Wonker” was overused on this day and became one of our favorite words.

[youreallyshouldtalkmore]

50 Ways to Stress_ Part 3

This takes place after Book 2: The Lion and His Lamb though you don’t necessarily have to read that story to understand this on. Though there are references to things that have happened previously in this series.

Summary: One of Shuri experiments goes horribly wrong and chaos ensues. And Prince N’Jadaka is right in the center of it….

As usual you can see all the parts listed for this series, along with other fanfics in my Black Panther Masterlist.  

Disclaimer:  Nothing really, Erik will be Erik so use of the N-word. And I wouldn’t read this at work, as I find it funny and you probably don’t want to burst into laughter and have everyone looking at you like you done lost it. lol

Already established Erik/Reader with T’Challa/Nakia

Part 3 

That night was a problem….

At first it was decided that you and your mini-husbands would make camp in the room that has been given to you to keep him in. Read that as an holding cell. However Erik refused to sleep there and has all streamed down to both of your bedroom. How you managed to get almost 50 Eriks into the room was beyond you. And where all of them were going to sleep….

You couldn't think about it.

You also couldn’t think about how to find around 50 five year old pjs on short noticed for all of your husbands and there was no way you were going to help wash up 50 of them.

You had gone through your usual routine although you quicken it. Upon exiting the bathroom, you almost quivered at the sight of so many mini-Erik around the room. Your bedroom was spacious but right then it looked like even it would be too small.

With a sigh you headed to bed and got in pulling the covers over you. You watched in amusement as a bunch of random Erik started entering the bed after you. You knew better than to offer you help or say anything.

All the Eriks were going to take whatever corner or floor or even bathtub they could. Extra blankets and pillows had been brought out.  Before entering the bathroom you had to monitor and break apart one fight over a pillow. Your suggestion of sharing the pillow had been met with almost ludicrous looks. So you left them too it….

“Is everyone settled?” You asked.

You got mostly affirmations until you realize one exited the bathroom and was marching towards the bed. He practically hopped up in bed. There was an Erik that was snuggling up to you but that Erik pulled himself away.

“Erik!” You cried as he pushed his other self off the bed.

“What did you do that for?” You asked leaning over to make sure that Erik was okay. That Erik was rubbing his head and muttering curses. He looked up as if he was going to challenge himself but the Erik that pushed him glared down.

It had become quite apparent to you that there seemed to be a lead Erik among the 50. Now you could never tell if it was the same Erik but you seemed to think so. He seemed to lead and be more like your Erik.

“He was in my way!” the Erik that pushed himself off snarled.

“Erik, that is….you…..” you trailed off.

“Don’t care. He was in my spot!” Erik cried before diving under the covers.

Since the bed was big enough there were other Eriks on the other side of you as well as one already sleeping like a baby at the foot of the bed. That one didn’t stir during the commotion and had a blanket and was hugging a small pillow. You thought that one was so cute. Something you knew that Erik would kill you for saying even if you were his wife.

“Alright now are we settled?” you asked again and got affirmations. 

A snore-snort came from the one that was already sleeping.

“Good!” you chirped before clapping your hands and the lights turned out.

You snuggled down, laying on your back. The other Eriks on your other side all huddled up into you as you did, making the the Erik that pushed himself off glare at them.

“Calm down and go to sleep, my love.” You murmured.

Erik sucked his teeth.

You couldn’t help the tease, “Are you jealous of yourself?”

Erik growled but didn’t say anything. You risked raising your arm and placing it around him bringing him into your embrace.

“Woman, are you trying to cuddle me?”

“Hush and go to sleep, my love. Would you like me to sing you a lullaby?” You knew that you might have gotten into trouble but you couldn’t resist.

“I will stab you.” Erik said though he didn’t have much heat behind his words.

You laughed softly, “Don’t worry, N’Jadaka. We will get through this. Now go to sleep. I’ll sing….”

By the second day, entire palace was alerted to the fact that there were a gaggle of Prince N’Jadakas and to be on alert. High alert.

Just about all of the Dora Milaje had to be all hands on deck to make sure that not one mini-Prince got into something they shouldn’t. The second day was a bit more lax….you were a bit stressed trying to keep your husbands occupied.

This usually boiled down into playing some army picture that you hated. You got a screen and sat in in front of you so that it blocked the view. You didn't need nightmares though all the screaming and yelling didn’t do you any favors. However all the Eriks running around playing army did keep them occupied.

But trying to keep 50 mini-Erik’s fed was a colossal nightmare. He was pragmatically eating through the storage.

You thought about ringing Shuri for an update but you didn’t want to interrupt.

And by the third day you were practically drowning in stress. You never realized that dealing with 50 mini version of your husband would be such hard work.

And never let it be said that Erik Stevens wasn’t high maintenance. Because he was, however split into 50, 5 year old versions of himself made it all the more worse.

Couple that with his own increase in boredom and anger about being in predicament did not make for him to be good company. He was grouchy and moody and it tested you patience thoroughly.

You tried to remain calm but it was hard.

You and T’Challa were glaring at Shuri. Even through the Kimoyo beads, the Princess could feel the weight of both of your withering gazes. She thought she did right ringing both of you at the same time for a 3-way conversation. At least she could get it over with at one time.

“I’m sorry, you wanna repeat that?” You asked calmly.

“I said, I’m afraid it’s going to take me a little bit more time.” She said before rushing forward, “I have the prototype but it’s still a little...wonky. I will spare you the specifics Big Sister, but I’m confident I can fix this….it will just take a little longer than I thought.”

“Explain it me then.” T’Challa voice was calm but an edge to it.

Once again, the technical jargon flew over your head but you watched T’Challa nod. “Cousin Y/N….what she says is valid. As much as we want this fix, we don’t want to make it this worse by rushing.”

You nodded but you still couldn’t help but stare hard at Shuri, “I understand that. I don’t want you to create a bigger mess than we have. However as much as I may understand that, neither of you are the one who will have to explain this to the Prince. Or would either of you like to come down and do so?”

“That is time I could be working on the solution. Then he would get mad that I wasted time….” Shuri said. 

She was well aware of being a coward right now but she did not want to face 50 mini Eriks. They scared her more than one tall grown man one.

“My King?” You asked.

“I have a meeting….:”

“You always have a meeting but thanks ya’ll. I can feel the support.”  You dryly stated.

“We both know that Erik will respond far better to you than to either of us. Especially right now….” T’Challa said. 

“Yeah, yeah….”

“Good luck, Y/N. If you do need me, you ring me.” T’Challa said seriously.

You gave a smile, “I know. Thanks. And Shuri….”

“Yes my beautiful Cousin-in-law, Big Sister…..”

“Stew it and get back to work.”

“Aye-Aye Captain….”

“Say what now?”

You gulped suddenly glad that you had instructed four Dora Milaje to be in the room with you when you broke the news. You weren’t entirely confident that the Erik’s wouldn’t turn on you.

“It seems that it will take a few extra days for Shuri to fix this.” You stated calmly. You couldn’t help but edge a little backwards so that a Dora Milaje was in front of you.

Erik looked up at you steadily, “How many more days?” he asked.

The other Erik’s were all staring at you almost too still and way to quiet. It reminded you of a scene out of a horror movie. You hated horror movies.

“Um, she didn’t say…..”

“She didn’t say. I see….”

“My love….”

Beepe---bepep e Beep Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp

You held your hands over your ears. You had never heard Erik so so much cussing in one sitting as much as he has done since this started. The other Eriks began raging and many started getting into fights with each other.

The Dora Milaje kept a close eye on them all.

“Erik..Erik!” You called, “N’Jadaka! Calm down!!”

“I will not calm down! That…..”

The cussing spree continued.

“She will fix it!” you called out.

“Oh, she better! If I’m stuck like this I won’t responsible for anything I do”

Even you went cold at the idea of Erik being stuck this way.

You clapped your hands together, “Hey, why don’t we watch that anime you wanted to see. Mr. Punchy or something….Or Dragonball Z!!”

You were relieved to hear the amusement in his voice as the other Erik’s stilled, “I think you mean One Punch Man, ma.”

“That one too.”

“You said you weren’t sure if you’d like it. Not enough pretty boys, you said…...Though how you think Dragonball Z has pretty boys is beyond me!”

“Hey now, Trunks, Android 17, Vegeta….” you began to list. 

Erik snorted, “Vegeta? Are you serious?”

“When he isn’t being that much of a jerk, yes. Bulma married him! And then there is Goku who more a cutie pie than anything.”

“Here we be having fights and you be talking about how sexy they are until they have too many muscles and it turns you off.”

“I don’t need men looking like beefcakes you know. There is a limit to the muscles.”

The poor Dora Milaje in the room where confused as jack by this conversation.

“At least I don’t have to sit through Kamisama Kiss again….”  A shudder went through the crowd.

You put your hands on your hips, “Dont you start with me one that….”

“And that horrid opening….”

You gave an indignant squeak, “That was a cute song! I loved it!”

“Well it’s not as bad as Wyoming!”

“Kiyomi!!” You cried, “….and you weren’t complaining when….. “ You bit your tongue and trailed off remembering your company in the room. You smiled and turned to them, “I think it’s safe to let ya’ll go.”

“Princess…” they chorus before marching out the door closing it behind them.

Erik looked amused at this and you glared down at him. Other Eriks began milling about.

You lowered your voice and hissed, “I don’t remember you complaining that night. You rather liked it.” 

Erik shrugged, “Doesn’t change the fact that it’s trifling song…..”

You twitched, “I’m not gonna argue my point with a 5 year old. What anime are we watching?” you said.