#TRACY ISLAND TIME TRAVELING DIAMOND

[h0neybane]

I'M A PUPPET ON A STRING

[lovelyprincessn64]

Pokemon Day event

🎉 Hello Pokemon trainers new and old, it's that time of year just like every year in the month of the day that Pokemon was born every year trainers and fans celebrate to remember the nostalgic times of growing up with Pokemon however this year I got something special for trainer.

Welcome to the Pokemon request event in this event you can request any nostalgic things about Pokemon including crossovers overall I do hope you enjoy the nostalgic feeling. 🎉

Every generation has a new beginning

2. The ghost of maiden's peak

3. Legends of Arceus

4. Fakemon

5. Hunting shinies (Disclaimer please do not send certain shinies that are too difficult to color.)

6. It's been 3,000 years

7. Heart of Gold

8. Pikachu wedding

9. No you're not the one

10. Trainer OCS / Pokemon OCS

11. Sun and Moon

12. Black or white

13. Types of contests

14. My dream to become a Pokemon Master

15. Sylveon day

16. Choose your starter

17. Happy 10th birthday

18. Goodbye Ash Ketchum

19. Eternal happiness from Ho-oh

20. Blue as Sapphire

21. Soul of silver

22. Pikachu wedding

23. I'll be the best you will see

24. Lonely mimikyu

25. Cute Ash

26. Gamble at game corner

27. Got to catch them all

28. Summoning Lugia

29. Mewtwo Strikes Back

30. Happy birthday Mewtwo

31. Roads of victory

32. N's room

33. Red as Ruby

34. Mystery Dungeon

35. Crystal Onix

36. Pink Island

37. Bye-bye Butterfree!

38. Alola forms

39. Ultra beasts

40. Crystal Beauty

41. Any type of Pokemon prompt

42. Spin-offs

43. Pop stars

44. Possessed Dawn

45. Damn it Rotom

46. Shadow Lugia

47. Gardening with Gardevoir / trainer

48. Training to get stronger

49. Mythical / legendary Pokemon

50. Snapping pictures

51. Flavors of pokepuffs

52. Jelly filled Donuts my favorite

53. Ranger school

54. Don't talk to Hypno

55. Safari Zone

56. Traveling through regions

57. Golden Sudowoodo

58. Pearls with diamonds

59. Malasadas Mania

60. Work at Pokemon cafe

61. Nightmares of Darkrai

62. Old chateau

63. Sundae dress

64. Nurses of joy

65. Trials

66. Mallow's stew / or it could be something else of food of your choice

67. Mew cakes

68. Jirachi summons meteor shower

69. Pokéathlon

70. Waiting for Jirachi's return

71. Team rainbow rocket

72. Muddy Mudkip

73. Hall of Fame

74. Crossovers

75. Poketoons

76. Meet Red at Mount Silver

77. Daycare days

78. Better with Platinum

79. Drawing with Tracy

80. Never ending hunger

81. Berry Harvest

82. I'm so cold

83. Ninja Ethan

84. TMs sucks

85. Popplio Squad

86. Pokemon memes

87. Sword or Shield

88. Fallen Leaf

89. Melody from Meloetta

90. Erie Cemetery

91. Moo moo milk

92. Raticate's death

93. Cubone's sorrow

94. It wears the skull of its mother

95. Scarlet with some violet

96. AUs

97. Indigo disk

98. Detective Pikachu

99. Galar forms

100. Crown tundra

101. Isle of armor

102. We're blasting off again

103. Regigigas

104. Get out

105. Mega Evolutions

106. Lake of Rage

107. Destiny bonds

108. Snorlax in the way

109. McDonald's with Pokemon

110. Avoid black sand

111. Stairs that lead to Arceus

112. Metal hunger

113. Zombie Pokemon

114. Fan games

115. Jackass rivals

116. Two sides of Lillie

117. Narcissistic mother

118. Lava cookies

119. Diglett stampede

120. Darn that Meowth

121. Tea with Treecko

122. Z moves

123. Thinking of a nickname

124. Curse of the nine tails

125. How to cook Pokémon

126. Exploring the burnt Tower

127. Green as Emerald

130. In the flower fields Shaymin awaits

129. Examining fossils

130. Dreaming with Pokémon

131. Pokemon as humans

132. Raichu's pancake delivery service

133. Pikachus vs Teen skull dance competition

134. Destiny Deoxys

135. Virus Groudon

136. Kimono girls

137. Seasons of Deerling or Sawsbucks

138. Jewel of life

139. X & Y

140. Teenage Pokemon series

141. Too cute: Pokemon (Esquirebob)

142. Make a mon out of you

143. Movieunleashers

144. Dr Sylveon

145. Be aware of the side effects of rare candy

146. Out in the Reign

147. Ditto disaster

148. Wild Oranberries

149. Lavender Town

150. Concept Pokemon designs

151. Jigglypuff draws

152. Pokémon 2000 movie

153. Hypno's orphanage

154. Disguise as a Team Rocket grunt

155. Poke parodies

156. Knock offs

157. Pokemon smile

158. Mister donut pokemon

159. Collection of badges

160. Twilight wings

161. Scientifically accurate pokemon

162. Pikachu gets rabies

163. MAD rejected Pokemon / any MAD episodes that has Pokémon

164. Made of dead Pikachu

165. Robot Chicken Pokemon episodes

166. Pokemon fever

167. Dream world

168. Lavender Town

169. Mismagius Rayquaza

170. Pokemon Fusions

171. Addicted to trash

172. Secret base

173. Pokedolls

174. Gigantamax

175. Pika Chew

176. I have a Charizard bitch

177. Eevee evolutions

178. Zubatman

179. You don't have enough money to train me!

180. Rusty (he's from Dorkly fan made Pokemon series called Rusty red)

181. Peanut butter the god of Bidoof

182. Bidoof's Big Stand

183. Pokemon amie

184. Kraft mac and cheese Pokemon

185. Dreams of Cresselia

186. Pokemon products

187. Mochi mayhem

188. Baskin Robbins ice cream pokemon

189. Castelia cones

190. Hogging nuggets

191. Gardevoir goes to the convenience store

192. Elite Four

193. How to train your Dragonite

194. Fairy nightmare

195. Are you a boy or a girl?

196. Help I have turned into a Gengar

197. Curry cook off

198. The Great Pokescape

199. Resort house

200. Something about Pokemon

201. Gardenia and the Old Chateau

202. Corrupted Aquamarine

203. Purple poison

204. Pokemon Park

205. My Dear Friend Electrike

206. Battle Tower

207. Arceus Chronicles

208. Battle Frontier

209. Hex maniac

210. Strange House

211. Forget about the Lunar wing, Stay here with me…

212. Drowsy is a criminal

213. Monster Lusamine

214. Poke flute

215. Distortion world

216. Revisiting Pokémon

217. Build-A-Bear X Pokemon

218. Let's go Pikachu

219. Let's go Eevee

220. Trainer classes/ranks

221. Gimmighoul coins

222. Pikachu with balloons

223. Hotel themed Pokémon

224. Badges

225. Hungry Hungry Hippopotas or Hippowdons

226. Great Canyon

227. Ultra Necrozma

228. Beauty swimmers

229. S.S Anne

230. If May wore blue instead of red

231. Berry juice

232. Shiny leafs

233. Everything blue

234. I thought it was just a regular Apple!?

235. 3 of connoisseurs

236. Poke Cats / Dogs

237. Dragons hate fairies

238. Toughest Scottish girl

239. Poke mart

240. Loyal three

241. Pokemon Center

242. Hoping it hatched shiny

243. Baby Pokemon fight

244. Unlucky bug catcher

245. Creepy Giratina summon

246. Catching bug competition

247. Silver's change of heart

248. Lake Trio

249. Evolving into a beautiful Swanda

250. Musical theater

251. Slowpoke tails

252. Furfrou haircuts

253. Squirtle gang

254. Pokemon Redraws

255. Pokemon Sinners (it's Pokemon fan horror by made Mr. Prinz)

256. It's not always Pikachus and Butterflies

257. Don't Catch Em All

258. Unown

259. Van Gogh style Pokémon

260. Pikachu's surfing waves

261. Poke puff picnic

262. I Choose You

263. Pokemon sweets paradise

264. Don't trust litwick

265. Wally got lucky

266. Battle against Wally

267. Alkadabra Alkazam

268. Failed Mew clones

269. Holiday hijinx / specials

270. Ice cream man Giovanni

271. Bitchy Whitney

272. I choose you to die

273. Going through hoops

274. Can you go with the ferris wheel with me

275. When night falls the Clefairies come out to play

276. Celebi event

277. The Boy that hides behind a mask

278. Poisonous Rockstar

279. Sunken ship

280. Pokemon ships

281. Training session with Lieutenant surge

282. Delta episode

283. Poke blocks

284. Pikachu's Lament

285. Holiday themed Pokemon

286. Artist Smeargle

287. Tapus

288. I'll be worthy in your spotlight

289. The little Primaeina

290. Oceanic operetta

291. You're the worst father I ever had

292. Iris as champion

293. Color swap scenario

294. Loyal 3

295. Scariest monkey I've ever seen

296. Pink glitter vomit

297. Haunted Library

298. She sleeps in her room of Dreams

299. Garden shop

300. Gym leaders

301. Poffins of choice

302. Luxury in a luxury ball

303. What is wrong with you Guzma

304. Officer Jenny

305. Underwater diving

306. Iron Island

307. Forms of Castform

308. Karate ranks

309. Hoping to win a lottery

310. Trying to act tough

311. Pokey hoarder

312. Robot Pikachu

313. Playing at Diglett's cave

314. Torchic eats Fried Chicken

315. Emmet eating cup noodles while his big noodle wants a bite too

316. Electric Yellow

317. Champion Lance week

318. Dressed as their Pokemon

319. Tea party with shiny Geodude

320. Calm mind

321. Food based Pokemon

322. Spooky version of Pokemon

323. Trainers with nation flags

324. You received an egg

325. Oh the egg is hatching

326. Who is your rival?

327. Pokemon Clover Edition

328. Metal princess

329. All grown up Pokemon trainers

330. Fashion show

331. Sky battles

332. Pokemon with a gun / sniper rifle

333. Stupendous cake

334. Descendants of trainers

335. Nerdy Pikachu

336. Kanto side

337. Pokemon Journeys

338. Colonel Sanders plays Pokemon

339. Astronaut trainer of your choice

340. Farfetch knight

341. Burger King with Pokemon

342. Black dress Gardevoir

343. Duchess Pikachu

344. It looks sick

345. At the beach

346. Queen of combees

347. Sailor crew

348. Rockstar Pikachu

349. Some Pokemon just don't like baths

350. Crossovers options of your choice

351. Walking with Pokemon

352. If a flame of it's tail goes out it dies

353. Starter Squad

354. Gladion meets his father for the first time

355. Unfair Trade

356. The Unseen Side of Poké Rangers

357. Pop star Pikachu

358. Ball guy (it's a character that wears a Pokeball with a face acting like a mascot or something from Pokemon sword and shield)

359. The Eevee with many dreams

360. Shadow Pokèmon Redemption

361. Whispering Woods

362. Healer's touch

363. Trapped in a Pokemon body

364. The Silent Siren of the Sea

365. Pokemon University

366. Ghosts of Pokemon past

367. Dances with Whimsicott

368. Japanese city with Pokémon mew flying

369. Chansey's Lullaby

370. Thief in the Safari zone

371. Journey to Jigglypuff's Dreamland

372. Mythical Moon

373. Stolen starters

374. Coping with loss

375. Princess of crystal

376. Companion Forever

377. Heroic Hurdles

378. Elemental Traps

379. Magician's Pokemon

380. Uncharted Territory

381. Capture with care

382. Eternal Floette

383. Ash Greninja

384. Dark Ash

385. Lumiose city

386. Johto side

387. Galarian forms

388. Pokémon Legends Z-A

389. AZ Florges

390. Don't fall for Mindy's scam

391. Project voltage Pokemon x Hatsune Miku

392. Rival Showdown

393. Underwater Expedition

394. The thrill of victory

395. Pikachu's Party Planning

396. Saving the stray

397. Dystopian Pokemon

398. Butt face make farts aButtface McFartsalot

399. Fanarts of mashed pokemon

400. Is this the last Journey?

401. Birthday Zapdos

402. Banana chocolate Umbreon

Disclaimer: Unlike normal requests you can only request of the theme of the name along with the prompts however if it doesn't it just you there are other request events or just send a normal request.

Also feel free to make prompt suggestions to suggest for me to add even on upcoming ones or suggest ideas.

One last thing please read the rules before requesting.

Link to the rules:

[mxmentos]

— r u mine?

song ; r u mine? by arctic monkeys. character(s) ; pantalone genre ; songfic, hurt no comfort, angst, modern au word count ; 1415 cw/tw ; cheating, breakup??, moody/soft pantalone, not proofread a/n ; IM SORRY ILL MAKE Y/N THE GOOD GUY NEXT TIME i also have a very small insert from this fic which i didn't include so if yall would like to read it then let me know !!

i'm a puppet on a string

“leaving so soon to mondstadt, dear?”

pantalone’s velvety voice echoed throughout the room. you turn your head around, meeting his twinkling eyes. you put your hands in your pockets as he looked at you keenly. 

“aha… yeah. there are places where i need to be, unfortunately. oh, and there has been a slight change in venue; i'm going to liyue instead.”

before you could leave the room, pantalone stood up and made his way towards you. he admired every single feature of your face dearly, his hands cupping your cheeks. he gently pressed his lips on your forehead, and gave you a warm smile. 

you swiftly placed your hands over his, attempting to remove them from your cheeks. his smile faltered as you averted his gaze. you sighed, as you took your phone from your pocket. 

“...i’m sorry. but, i really need to get going. see you, pantalone.”

you gave him a stiff smile and left the room without another word. pantalone stared at you as you made your way out of the room, climbing down the marble staircase. ‘they’ve never called me by my name…’ he thought. what has gotten into you over the past weeks? 

tracy island, time-travelling diamond cutter-shaped heartaches

you didn’t usually act like this. pantalone took a seat next to the window, staring at the velvet, morning sky. he traced every moment that might’ve led to your strange behaviour towards him, but he was unable to find anything that wasn’t justified. 

did he do anything wrong? he had given you everything you had ever asked for; diamonds, the finest wine from angel’s share, pristine jewels, antique machines from fontaine - you name it, he could get it for you. and he would seize it by any means necessary, as it was worth something not even money could buy - your tender smile.

come to find you four in some velvet morning years too late, she's a silver lining

whatever might be the reason for your sudden loss of interest towards him over the past few weeks, he would find a way to make it right. to him, you were the silver lining to his cloud, the rainbow after the rain. you lit up his world like nobody else, and if anyone were to quench the light, he would forever remain in the darkness.

he had already ruled out any part from his side to contribute to your mood, but was there something going on from your point of view? his darkest suspicions confirmed, his eyes widened at the thought of your waist held by somebody else other than him.

lone ranger riding through an open space in my mind when she's not right there beside me

‘now to think of it, they keep tilting their phone towards themselves whenever i come around…’

‘no, you should never lose faith in your lover,’ he thought. ‘there has to be some concrete explanation for this.’ but his thoughts alone couldn’t assure himself. he paced around the bedroom, attempting to calm himself down.

hands in his pocket, he couldn’t stop himself from reminiscing the times he had with you. he thought of the time when he was flipping through pages of ‘the pale princess and the six pygmies’ as you laid your head upon his chest and slept soundly, and the time when you played with his wavy hair as he told you about his day.

he knew that thinking of him and you being together was the only hope that he held on to.

i go crazy 'cause here isn't where i wanna be

it had been a week since you had left off to liyue, and pantalone was free as ever, quite unusual for a harbinger. he couldn’t stop to bring himself away from the thought of your enchanting presence. if only you were right next to him, so that he could spend these countless hours with you.

so, why not utilise his time in visiting mondstadt’s goth grand hotel? he definitely needed a break and some time to distract himself from you. besides, it was definitely a pleasant visit to the hotel the last time he had been there. 

and satisfaction feels like a distant memory

once he set foot in mondstadt city, he couldn’t stop thinking of you. he didn’t know how, but somehow going to the hotel made his heart ache for you even more. the happy, little moments of you and him in mondstadt reeled in his mind; the time when he surprised you with a bouquet of cecilias brought back sweet memories.

oh, and he could not ever seem to forget the time when the both of you had a date under the moonlight. a relaxed pantalone enjoyed the breathtaking scenery, red wine swirling in his cup, while you laid your head on his shoulder under the star-strewn sky.

and i can't help myself, all i

pantalone sighed as he walked towards the statue of the anemo archon, eyes searching for a sign of the goth grand hotel. it had been a while since he had been to mondstadt, and so he was searching through the bustling crowds for any signs of luke, that arrogant fatui guard.

“you know, you’re really something else.”

pantalone’s eyes widened - was that really you? he brushed it off, thinking that it was just a figment of his imagination. he kept searching through the city for luke.

“it’s fine, he’ll never know.”

and there it was again. a cold shudder tingled down his spine. what were you doing here in mondstadt? wasn’t the venue of your business meeting shifted to liyue? with his questions unanswered, he swiftly turned towards the direction of the sound.

“...[name]?”

wanna hear her say is "are you mine?"

and there you were, your waist being held by another. only a string of saliva was separating you and your new-found lover beside you. hearing the sound of pantalone’s velvety voice, you turned around, your glassy eyes meeting his.

“p-pantalone? what are you doing her-”

“it’s me who should be asking that question, [name].”

the one who held you close had let go, and you felt a tear trickle down your cheek. pantalone was filled with emotions by what he had just witnessed – he was sad, shaken and most definitely furious with you. after all you both had been through, he would’ve never imagined you, out of everybody else in the world, to double cross his heart.

secretly, he hoped that the one tear that trickled down your cheek was for him.

well, are you mine?

pantalone never showed his emotions to anybody except you. but now, he found himself frozen in front of you, his eyes welling up with tears. he straightened his glasses and tried to speak, but his quivering lips couldn’t bring themselves to move. did everything he’d do for you mean nothing?

“i’m sorry, i was going to tell you but i-”

“save it, [name]. there’s no point in apologizing and promising not to ever do it again because i know that you won’t keep it. besides, promises are meant to be broken, and you are notorious for breaking them.”

are you mine?

“pantalone…”

that was enough to make pantalone snap. after all he’s witnessed, he simply couldn’t forgive you anymore. if there was someone else, then that meant that he wasn’t ‘good enough’ for you, didn’t it? even after the countless, expensive gifts he had gotten for you, the unconditional love he had shown for you, and all of the seconds he had to spare were all spent for you.

plus, if this was just one incident that he had witnessed, he couldn’t bring himself to imagine all the incidents that were unseen.

“oh, and one more thing – keep my pretty name out of your mouth.”

are you mine?

on normal days, he would never hurt you to this extent, as he believed that you would never do the same thing to him. but now his cold, stern expression that he wore only when he was on duty was now displayed on his pale features.

he strode out of the scene, leaving you and your new-found lover all alone, just like you wanted. he was never like this to others, usually keeping himself calm and composed, no matter what happened inside. but what happened with you and him, this time was different.

because, after a painstakingly long time, the one whom you held close to yourself had finally let go.

fic by @/mxmentos on tumblr. note: i do not own any of the lyrics in this story, they belong to the original creators of the song. please support the artist(s) by listening to the song linked above, thank you <33

[slaygentford]

literally I'm a puppet on a string tracy island time traveling diamond cutter-shaped heartaches come to find you four in some velvet morning years too late she's a silver lining lone ranger riding through open space. and that's that on that

[chrancecriber]

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Al Miller - You Got Me - Thomas Lemmer Chillout Remix 15:24 Green Lemon - Voz Interior (Meditation Mix) 15:21 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 15:20 Sangar - So Beautiful 15:16 D - Chill - Paradise Feat. Katy Blue (Original Mix) 15:13 Ikarus - Secrets Of Tantra 15:10 Catching Flies - Silver Linings 15:06 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 15:03 Kentaro Takizawa - Gradual Life (Silent Dream Version) 14:57 Tomazz - Lucid Dream 14:52 Vargo - Precious Part One 14:49 Aqualuna - Spirit Of The South 14:46 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 14:41 Dmtunes - After The Storm 14:36 Oscar Salguero - With You 14:30 Schwarz & Funk - Don-'t Stop 14:27 Michael E - Southern Comfort 14:21 Soulsonic - My Heart 14:14 Atrium - Praise For The Beach 14:09 Lounge Groove Avenue - Don't Be So Shy 14:06 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 14:01 Jose Delgado - Sal Rossa (Original Mix) 13:55 Jens Buchert - Five Zero 13:53 Triangle Sun - Beautiful (Original Mix) 13:50 Seven Dreams - Seven Dreams 13:46 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 13:45 Nofilter Feat. Furns - Just A Fling (Original Mix) 13:38 Sinan Mercenk - France 13:33 Espresso Del Lago - Suratat 13:31 Blackfish - Bay Of Islands 13:27 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 13:24 Juzhin - Wonderful 13:19 Playton Feat. Julia Blumental - So Many Ways (Downtempo Mix) 13:14 Bliss - Mivahetsek (Feat Lisbeth Scott) 13:12 Diascries - Anemone (Original Mix) 13:05 Beach Hoppers - City Light (Original Mix) 12:59 The Maxwell Implosion - Tic Tac 12:58 Bobby Hughes Combination - Olympic Girls 12:54 Jive Ass Sleepers - Horizons 12:51 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 12:45 Max Denoise, Claire Willis - All I See (Original Mix) 12:39 Blackfish - Hidden Shore (Asia Mix) 12:36 Garden City Movement - Slightly All The Time 12:33 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 12:31 Nicola Hitchcock - Surrender 12:28 Etro Anime - Let It Go 12:21 Soundlift - Savage Islands (Original Mix) 12:19 Hawke (And The Lady) - Sad And Blue 12:16 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 12:13 Napalm - My Love (Tenderheart Remix) 12:07 Left - Lovesong 12:04 Late Night Alumni - White Bear 12:02 Charly Mclion - Beachday 11:59 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 11:52 Marga Sol - Poison & Passion (Pier-O Passionata Remix) 11:46 Jayson House - Time To Rest 11:41 Mahoroba - Des Moments (Guitar Mix) 11:39 Velvet Dreamer - 1000 Miles Away 11:35 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 11:31 Carly Aurora - The Liar (Jepsen Downtempo Mix) 11:26 Kuba - We Can Still Learn (Original Mix) 11:18 The Sushi Club - Hamaguri 11:16 Dj Rico Bonetti - Chill Solution 11:13 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 11:10 Adani & Wolf - Nuages (Feat. Suzette Moncrief) 11:00 Morcheeba - Let Me See (Sonic Warrior ‘Beat’ Mix) 10:54 Noise Boyz - Supernatural (The Man Behind C. Edit) 10:52 Messiah Project - Sadeness 10:49 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 10:47 Cafe Americaine - L Amour 10:41 Setsuna - White Light 10:38 Collioure - Inshore (Original Mix) 10:32 Green Lemon - Voz Interior (Meditation Mix) Feat. Magica Fe 10:25 Catching Flies - Daymarks (Green Relax Edit) 10:23 Brook Sapphire - Booze&juice 10:13 Andreas - The Outlands 10:11 Bobby Escobar - Playa (White Sand Mix) 10:05 Comatrixx - Champagne & Lobster 10:03 Deep From Street - Moscow 09:56 Wayman Tisdale - Way Up 09:53 Max Melvin - Endless 09:50 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 09:48 Norman Doray - Chase The Sun (Musica Feliz Ibiza Beat Remix) 09:41 Florito - Saigon Morning 09:36 Michael E - Promise 09:32 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 09:27 Weathertunes - Happy Birthday (Feat. Wawa) (Original Mix) 09:21 Vargo - The Moment (Short Chorus Mix) 09:19 Il Greco - De Longpre 09:17 Achillea - Desndame 09:13 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 09:08 Ambient Lounge All Stars - Club L'amour 09:06 Bessie Boni - Mystic Revelation (Feat. Gianna Partner) 09:03 El Petit Jardi - Clic Du Mer (Original Mix) 08:59 Weathertunes - Champs De Lavande 08:56 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 08:50 York - Iceflowers 08:47 Mirage Of Deep - Manhattan 3:25 Am 08:44 Urban Phunk Society - De Janeiro 08:37 Xemplify - Always You 08:30 Weathertunes - Feel You (Original Mix) 08:25 Klangstein - Run 08:19 Moodorama - Too Late 08:14 Vargo - Speak To Me 08:13 Moonnight - I Need A New Love (Feat. Neptune) 08:06 Marie Therese - City Lights 08:04 Afterlife - Dub In Ya Mind (Insatiable Mix) 08:01 The Sonic Company - Unexpected Love (Original Mix) 07:58 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 07:52 Lounge Traveller - Many Places 07:47 Baghira - El Capricho 07:45 Randy Seidman, Rogerio Jardim, Tommy Cunningham - Come Back To Me (Polished Chrome Remix) 07:42 Lisa Shaw - Grown Apart 07:39 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 07:33 Kusuma Orchestra - Nightfall 07:31 Mirage Of Deep, Gushi - Selflove (Mirage Of Deep Remix) 07:24 Cinematic - Noises (Dream Of You Mix) 07:21 Kosmopolitans Feat. Crystalia - Wild Is The Wind 07:18 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 07:15 Samsara Inc. - Endless Autumn 07:12 Yuri Petrovski - True (Original Mix) 07:06 Deeper Sublime & Coffee Machine - I've Got You (Original Mix) 07:03 Mary Elizabeth Mcglynn - I Want Love 06:59 Paradise Airlines - Nassau Beach (Paradise Chillout Mix) 06:54 Michael E - Secret Dancer 06:52 Dj Maretimo - Sardinia Sailor (Small Waves Cut) 06:49 Urban Phunk Society - Self-made Paradise 06:46 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 06:44 Hiatus - Save Yourself 06:41 Fancy Vienna - I'll Follow 06:31 Cary August, Computer World - Tour De France (St. Tropez Chill) 06:29 Paco Versailles - Two Feathers 06:26 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 06:21 Sundance Girl - Open Your Arms (Falling To Pieces Mix) 06:16 Don Gorda & Solanos - Festa Do Sol (Funk Edit) 06:13 Capa - Imperfection 06:11 Nick Prosen, Dew - Taking Me Home 06:07 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 06:01 Deeper & Pacific - Breeze (Feat. Geanine Marque) 05:56 My Island - Maledives Beach Lounge (Palm Garden Mix) 05:51 Waldeck - Slowly 05:50 Sven Van Hees - Barracuda Staredown 05:46 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 05:40 Enrico Donner - Sensual Education 05:35 Palma Players - Velvet Sky 05:29 Max Melvin - Seasons 05:27 Jens Buchert - Aurora Dub 05:23 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 05:22 Sandra - The Art Of Love 05:12 How To Destroy Angels - A Drowning (Vikmir Remix) 05:07 Massive Gold - For A Moment 05:05 Funkstar De Luxe - Tell Me Why 04:55 Max Melvin - Slowburn 04:53 Magic Waves - Remember 04:43 Mark Otten - Tranquility 04:41 Jens Buchert - Touch Me 04:38 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 04:33 Dj Maretimo - Sun Addicted (Pure Beach Cut) 04:31 Riccardo Eberspacher - Time Feat. Odali 04:25 Kidnap Kid - First Light 04:23 Late Night Alumni - Moonwalking 04:20 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 04:16 Kondencuotas Pienas Feat. Mill - So Pure (Lemongrass Remix) 04:11 Steen Thottrup - Satellite (Feat. Denver Knoesen) 04:01 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 03:56 Five Seasons - Round And Round 03:51 Cosmo Notes - Seduction 03:49 Gary B - Live It Now 03:46 Peter Pearson - Summer Memories 03:43 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 03:38 Lemongrass - Nightglow 03:33 Smooth Deluxe - Waterway To Bora Bora (Faris Al-hassoni Mix) 03:28 Cocktail Groovers - The Fire In Your Heart (Ibiza Jazz Terrace Mix) 03:26 Hooverphonic - The World Is Mine (Eli Janney's Tight Remix (Edit) 03:23 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 03:18 Placid Larry - Dew Drops 03:12 Aquarius - Crawl The Line 03:07 Pablo Nouvelle - You Don-'t Understand (Feat. Alx) 03:01 Tactful - No Fear 02:57 Redlounge Orchestra - Reserver 02:51 Van - Life Journey 02:47 Moby - Lie Down In Darkness 02:44 Dj Sleeptalker - Autumn Leaves 02:41 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 02:36 Princess Of Lounge - We Found Love Feat. Dione (Wish You Were Here Mix) 02:33 L' Art Mystique - Beautiful Things 02:26 Lounge Jam - Mistery (Original Mix) 02:23 John Legend - Wanna Be Loved 02:16 Fous De La Mer - Time To Wake Up (Volver A Despertar) 02:14 Monodeluxe - All Night 02:07 Leo De La Rosa - Te Pienso (Marga Sol Balearic Remix) 02:06 Vargo - Talking One Language 02:02 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 01:57 Charly Mclion - Beachday 01:52 Yaima - Gajumaru 01:51 Paul Hardcastle - I Really Like 01:47 Zimpala - Fall In The Water 01:44 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 01:39 Misery Boy - Need Water (Original) 01:35 Yonderboi - Another Geometry 01:29 Trillian Miles - Don't Cry 01:26 Do - Move Closer 01:23 Ross Couch - Music Is My Life 01:16 Velvet Lounge Project - A Little Bit Longer 01:13 Kama - Incanto D'amor 01:10 Fous De La Mer - Time To Wake Up (Volver A Despertar) 01:06 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 01:04 Andrea Caloni - Daddy Don't You (Original Mix) 00:57 Solasoap - Right Away 00:53 Uschi - Out Of My Life (Vinil Q Mix) 00:51 Cafe Americaine - Magical Mambo (Latin Lounge Cut) 00:47 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 00:42 S.w. - Humans And Gods 00:40 Lazy Hammock - Summer Chill 00:33 Ettore Poggipollini - Minha Janela - Lead Acoustic Guitar 00:30 El Segundo - Blue Marlin (Juan Padilla Serve Chilled Remix) 00:24 Gary B - Never Been Free 00:21 Papercut - End Of A Love Affair 00:15 Zoe Moon & Miyoki - Mannequin 00:12 Noise Boyz - Where Do You (Ambient Mix) 00:09 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 00:02 Marga Sol - Buddhanima

[yikesbergs]

In honour of Critical Role Campaign 2 finishing I thought I’d share all my alternate titles for the episodes:

Episode 1: 7 Wandering Destinies Walk Into A Bar

Episode 2: Prison Is Not Beaus Favoured Terrain

Episode 3: The Gang Don’t Find A Witch Hut

Episode 4: Caleb Takes A Bath

Episode 5: Fjord Has A Wet Dream

Episode 6: The Gang go Knoll Hunting

Episode 7: Caleb Is Straight Up Not Having A Good Time

Episode 8: The Mighty No Is Born

Episode 9: The Nein Takes A Bath

Episode 10: Molly Mocks A Spider To Death

Episode 11: Jester Gets Some Smut

Episode 12: Just A Little Friendly B&E

Episode 13: Caleb Gets A Hit Off The Dodecahedron

Episode 14: The Gang Meet A Sweaty Sweaty Man

Episode 15: Frumpkin Gets Cubed

Episode 16: Fjord Deepthroats A Sword

Episode 17: This is Sparta??

Episode 18: Caleb Widogasts Honesty Hour

Episode 19: Yasha Gets Yolked

Episode 20: Jester Becomes A Mother

Episode 21: The Nein Meet A Dragon

Episode 22: Caleb Gets A Shave

Episode 23: Nott Is Just Your Average American Man

Episode 24: The Nein Win A Drinking Contest

Episode 25: Laura And Travis Have A Baby

Episode 26: Shine Bright You Crazy Diamond

Episode 27: The Nein Do Some Recon

Episode 28: The Nein Find A Grave Digger

Episode 29: Calebs High Noon

Episode 30: The Nein Take A Long Rest

Episode 31: Jester and Nott have a Girls Night Out

Episode 32: The Nein Adopts A Bird 2.0

Episode 33: Family Jewels Reunited

Episode 34: Who the fuck is Traci?

Episode 35: Jester Dies At The Docks

Episode 36: Caleb pulls a Betty White

Episode 37: The Hunt For Fjords Third Ball Continues

Episode 38: Beau gets Jungle Fever

Episode 39: Nott hears Colour

Episode 40: Fjord FJUCKS

Episode 41: Nott Makes A ‘Bomb’ Bolt

Episode 42: Jester Starts A Bar Fight

Episode 43: The Nein Go Deep Sea Diving

Episode 44: Fjord and Caleb become Blood Brothers

Episode 45: Impromptu Weeklong Getaway

Episode 46: Yasha Thinks of Home

Episode 47: Cad Capsizes The Boat

Episode 48: The Nein goes through Customs

Episode 49: Caduceus “Geoff” Clay

Episode 50: Frumpkin is the Fae King

Episode 51: you know that one bird in FFXV? Yeah

Episode 52: Zorth and Gorth make a deal

Episode 53: The Nein Find A Witch Hut??

Episode 54: Æłdrïtćh błaæęšt

Episode 55: Just A Little Friendly PVP

Episode 56: Caleb Changes Everything

Episode 57: Beau Checks The Thread Count

Episode 58: Nott and Caleb Update Their Character Art

Episode 59: Cad Makes New Friends

Episode 60: Just a Normal Fucking Turtle Matthew

Episode 61: The Nein Gets New Threads

Episode 62: Cad and Jester make a Hot Tub

Episode 63: The Nein Fights A ‘bugbear’

Episode 64: Jester Gets A Kiss

Episode 65: The Nein Find A Birds Nest

Episode 66: Jester has a pet bat?

Episode 67: Yasha Uses Chidori

Episode 68: The Nein Traverse Mickies Haunted Mansion

Episode 69: Episode 69 Is Not As Fun As It Should Be

Episode 70: Bren Meets A Prisoner

Episode 71: Luc Gets A Dog

Episode 72: Fjord Yee’s his last Haw

Episode 73: Nott and Beau Climb A Tree

Episode 74: Beau Spends 2000 Gold At The Library

Episode 75: Caleb Turns Swedish

Episode 76: The Nein Invent Mead Pong

Episode 77: Beau Becomes The Man

Episode 78: 6 Wandering Destinies Walk Into A Bar

Episode 79: The Nein Crash Land

Episode 80: Caleb Widogasts Web of Fire

Episode 81: Caleb Becomes A Father

Episode 82: The Nein Get Vored

Episode 83: Nott Takes A Nap Right There

Episode 84: The Nein Get Their Library Cards Back

Episode 85: Pumat Is Not A Combat Wizard

Episode 86: Thunderbolts And Lightening Very Very Frightening

Episode 87: The Nein Reach For The Squishy

Episode 88: Caleb Sees An Old Friend

Episode 89: The Nein Find A Fight Pit

Episode 90: Fjord Does Time

Episode 91: Essek Stays For Dinner

Episode 92: The Nein Run Into Old Friends

Episode 93: The Nein Finally Find A Witch Hut

Episode 94: Nott Hires Some Help

Episode 95: The Nein Go Bug Stomping

Episode 96: Good Night At The Ranch?

Episode 97: Extreme Makeover: Veth Edition

Episode 98: Yashas Self Care Sunday

Episode 99: Fjord Gets A Orchiectomy

Episode 100: The Nein Fights An Island

Episode 101: Caduceus’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Episode 102: The Nein Go Cave Diving

Episode 103: The Nein Search For The Butthole

Episode 104: Caleb “Let’s go Lesbians” Widogast

Episode 105: Beau And Caduceus Just Vibe

Episode 106: Jesters Problatunity

Episode 107: T-Rex vs T-Rex: Jurassic Fight Ring

Episode 108: Traveller Con 3000 Goes About As Good As We Expect

Episode 109: Fjord Makes A Great Purchase

Episode 110: Beau Gets More Pocket Bacon

Episode 111: The Nein Visit A Friend

Episode 112: Fjord Smacks A Painting

Episode 113: Caleb Flirts With A Sea Monster

Episode 114: The Mighty Neins Murder Mystery Hour

Episode 115: Veth ‘Snow’ Brenatto

Episode 116: Fjord Yeets Veth Off A Cliff

Episode 117: Yasha Doesn’t Know Weasel Life

Episode 118: The Gang Go Sledding

Episode 119: Cad Kills A Baby

Episode 120: Veth Cockblocks The Lesbians

Episode 121: Jester Does A Tarot Reading

Episode 122: The Nein See The Attic

Episode 123: Fjord Does 69 Damage (nice)

Episode 124: The Nein Get Mulaned

Episode 125: Veth Uses Halfling Luck

Episode 126: Caleb Goes Dancing

Episode 127: The Nein Commits Some Friendly B&E

Episode 128: Fjord Becomes A Busboy

Episode 129: The Lesbians Pick A Lock

Episode 130: The Spice Girls Go Shopping

Episode 131: The Nein Get Essek Naked

Episode 132: Veth Recreates The Opening

Episode 133: Caleb Shows Essek The Stars

Episode 134: Fjord Gets A Haircut

Episode 135: Veth Gets A Crossbow

Episode 136: Sprinkle The Archfey

Episode 137: Caduceus Smacks A Sheep

Episode 138: Wizards Break Reality For Nap Time

Episode 139: Essek And Veth Tell Some Jokes

Episode 140: The Nein Live Up To Their Number

Episode 141: Nine Wandering Destines Part Ways

[roxa-sos]

r u mine? - john b routledge

john b routledge x pogue!reader

tw; mild smut

not requested; based on r u mine? by arctic monkeys john b’s been interested in the reader for a while, they've been sleeping together, and he can't get over her, even when she says it's just supposed to be a friends with benefits thing.

a/n -- i’m an arctic monkeys slut. that’s all. 

i'm a puppet on a string tracy island, time traveling  diamond cutter-shaped heartaches come to find you four in some velvet morning years too late, she's a silver lining lone ranger riding through an open space in my mind when she's not there beside me

“dude, you’re whipped.” jj slurred to his best friend, who was leaning on a tree, watching you down your sixth beer, jumping around with kie as music played from someone’s speaker. 

“fuck it, sure. look at her.” he mumbled back at his friend, rolling his eyes. he was a few drinks in himself. the things he would give to be with you were unimaginable, and he was done arguing with pope and jj about how badly he wanted it - how badly he wanted you - and he had been for a while. they only knew he was interested, not that either of you were actually acting on it.

there were almost always eyes on you at these dumb parties. kooks, tourons, pogues, you usually ended up blowing them off if they made a move. though, you always had other things in mind when you met john b’s gaze, throwing him a smile, recognizing his stare. there was some power knowing you had a guy like him staring at you.

he got drunk off of you. talking with you, your shameless flirting, your gentlest touch, he was obsessed with it. at least, he seemed obsessed with it. 

you were a lot for him. life was worth living fast and short in your eyes, so you weren't looking for anything too serious with him. you two were friends, anyways. the pogues would hate you guys if they found out, you wouldn't blame them. you did dumb stuff anyways, he was one of the dumb things you did. you revved over the speed limit, you jumped off of cliffs, you almost drowned to get good waves, it had to be hell to even be your friend. but to him, you were the silver lining of being friends with you. having you was that good part. 

you had a monopoly over his mind. when you fell asleep next to him, he couldn't help but think about you. he watched you dance at parties, laid next to you in the hammock, talked to you first when you were with the pogues. he couldn't help it.

i go crazy 'cause here isn't where i wanna be and satisfaction feels like a distant memory and i can't help myself, all i wanna hear you say is "are you mine?" well, are you mine? are you mine? are you mine?

he wanted more from you. that was more apparent when you weren't pressing him up against the wall at the chateau, two hours after the kegger, but he knew it. as his hands slid down your side, resting on your hips as you acted like this was the last time you were going to kiss him.

john b wanted to be something with you, but you didn't want a boyfriend. he didn't even know if he wanted you in broad daylight like that. it seemed sweeter to just have your lips on his neck sometimes. 

he tried giving you up before. you weren't exclusive, both of you knew that, but every time he turned his gaze from you to someone else, you were still in his mind. the image of you sitting at the end of his bed, your clothes on his floor. the feeling of your skin against his, it was always going to be there, no matter who he thought he was interested in. he still wanted you, nobody else was going to be good enough.

you slipped your hands under his shirt as he thought, helping it off of his body as he walked you towards his room. he knew you wanted him, but in a lustful way. he was yours, but he knew that you weren't his. 

i guess what i'm trying to say is i need the deep end keep imagining meeting, wished away entire lifetimes unfair we're not somewhere misbehaving for days great escape, lost track of time and space she's a silver lining climbing on my desire

you guys didn't really talk. with the pogues, sure. wasted, yeah. but never sober, never in your right minds, never dressed. he wanted to know how your mind worked, he wanted to know what you thought - of the world, of yourself, of him. he wanted to be something more to you, someone you wanted, someone you talked to.

he couldn't stay away from you, though. there was no ultimatum for him to give without losing. you weren't one for commitment, so casual sex was all you could give him. he wanted you in any way he could have you, so he took what he got. not that looking at you laying in his bed from on top of you was a bad thing to get. he was just wasting his time looking for more. 

even then, he only saw you after midnight. not nearly as often as he would prefer, where he'd rather have you for hours, days, even, at a time. have you where you didn't worry about how long you'd been with him.

the situation killed him, sometimes, but you were the silver lining. you had him wrapped around your finger, and he loved it. he hated the way you treated him in public, but he loved the way you felt under his hands behind closed doors. he hated how other guys were openly interested in you, but loved the sounds you made in his ear.

and the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways so in case, i'm mistaken, i just wanna hear you say, "you got me, baby are you mine?" she's a silver lining lone ranger riding through an open space in my mind when she's not right there beside me

seeing as he had you in his bed in the earliest hours of the morning, he thought he had a chance with you. he thought he could say something and it would be alright for him, he'd get what he wanted from you.

but he didn't know if that was his own logic talking, or your reality. you hadn't made it clear whether you wanted him the way he wanted you or not, so he had to wait. that excruciating wait, holding on until you said something. something like asking him if he was yours. if you were his. 

and even though that wait felt like a million nails in his heart, or it felt like it was too much and not worth it, if it meant you, he was going to wait for it. wait for you, or just hold onto you and your casual need for him. 

because you'd always be in his mind, either way. 

a/n -- i don’t love this but here u go either way lmao

[tsarisfanfiction]

Night At The Opera

Fandom: Thunderbirds Rating: Gen Genre: Friendship Characters: Scott, Penelope, Parker, Tracy Family

So this one took forever and is my longest single contribution to @gumnut-logic‘s irrelief so far (’Toffee’ will end up longer but that’s a multichap and this is not).  We’re using @darkestwolfx‘s prompt “Any characters (but maybe including Scott) – going to the opera” this time, although there’s not much opera actually in this, whoops.

Thanks to Nutty for helping me out with things to see in Sydney - any errors are my own lack of research, laziness, and the excuse “it’s 40 years in the future, things might have changed” - and how timezones work.  I also seem to have transplanted TOS!Penelope’s personality into her TAG counterpart because it fit better, oops.

Surely an invitation to the opera was better suited for Virgil?  Or one of his other brothers?  No?  Okay, then.  Wait, what do you mean he had to wear a suit?

Despite reassurances to the contrary, Scott was still fairly sure there’d been a mistake.  The invitation may have come from one Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward, a woman who most certainly did not make mistakes, but why a ticket to the opera would come for him rather than, say, Virgil – or even Gordon, if he was reading the air between the pair of them correctly – was utterly beyond him.  Hell, it was the sort of thing he’d expect her to drag John to, for a bit of social time with no requirement to talk.  An opera theatre was not exactly where you’d expect to find Scott Tracy.

An air show was more his speed, preferably as one of the performers.  Not sitting in a secluded box for people of importance and expected to sit still and quietly for several hours.  In a suit.

“Scott, are you ready?” Grandma rapped on his bedroom door loudly and he jumped, almost dropping the tie he was fidgeting with.  “Lady Penelope’s almost here!”

He was almost ready. A crisp sharp grey suit had been dredged out of the dark part of his wardrobe – the area where clothes he disliked hid away, and all suits registered highly on the ‘disliked’ list – and pulled on with extreme reluctance.  Cufflinks, silver with diamond studs and in the shape of small planes, had been begrudgingly pulled out of hiding, and additional gel had been called upon to slick his hair back entirely, rather than its usual half wind-swept style.

It all felt stifling, and once the tie went around his neck it would all be complete.  The man looking back at him in the mirror was stiff, and it was only years of scoldings from Grandma that stopped him scuffing his shiny shoes on the floor, just to break the perfect gentleman look.  Scott was a perfect gentleman, thank you very much. He didn’t need to dress up all fancy for that.

But Lady Penelope had insisted, and when Lady Creighton-Ward insisted, there was very little anyone could do to stop her.  Just ask John.

His door hissed open, and he jumped as his grandmother entered the room, her eyes raking him up and down.

“Grandma!” he yelped, scurrying back a step or two and tugging at his jacket sleeves again, just to make sure they were absolutely perfect.  The big Three-Oh might be looming in his not too distant future, and he might be the interim commander of International Rescue, but his grandmother could always reduce him to feeling like a child with his hand in the cookie jar with nothing more than a simple look.  “What if I was still getting changed?”

She shrugged at him, unconcerned.  “I used to change your diapers, kid.  It’s nothing new.”  She’d also dragged him, battered and bleeding and barely conscious, out of his uniform less than a week prior.  He still had the stitches and bandages from the worst wounds, carefully hidden beneath the suit.

Neither of them mentioned that one.

“But I’d say it’s a good thing I came in,” she continued, striding forwards and plucking the tie out of his hands.  “You can’t wear this one.”  This one was a simple navy tie, plain and unassuming, and therefore Scott’s favourite – if he had a favourite tie.  He didn’t.  “Honestly, child, you know the man should complement the Lady’s attire.”

She rummaged through his collection, and years of experience led him to back off and just let her do what she wanted.  When Grandma got an idea into her head, there was little chance of dissuading her.

“I’m not going as her date,” he protested, though, just to make it clear.  As a friend, perhaps, work colleague at worst, but he’d seen the aftermath of Gordon’s jealousy after the charity auction and had no desire to be on the receiving end of it himself.  Teasing younger brothers was all well and good until they retaliated with goop and other questionable substances at inopportune moments.  John avoided the worst of it by virtue of being on Thunderbird Five, and not even Gordon was willing to ruin his entire rare stays Earthside.  As a permanent resident of Tracy Island, Scott had no such escape, and he was fairly sure being the eldest brother meant anything went in their resident prankster’s eyes.

“You’re escorting her, and no grandson of mine will be embarrassing us or her by wearing the wrong colour tie,” Grandma rebuked, finally pulling out a light blue tie and approaching him with it.  The height difference was no obstacle to the formidable woman as she slipped it around his neck and tied it with a flourish into a Windsor.  “There.”  She patted his jacket lapels down before stepping back.

“Lady Penelope’s here,” Virgil said, poking his head in through the door.  “Gordon’s drooling worse than Sherbet, just so you know.”

A not insignificant part of Scott had hoped his brothers would be out on a mission when his ‘h’escort’ arrived.  The raised eyebrow from Virgil and betrayed pout of Gordon had been bad enough when the tickets had arrived the previous day, and had only increased when Scott had immediately contacted their London Agent to point out the mistake, to be told there was no mistake, Scott, and we’ll be collecting you at four pm tomorrow.

For once, the world was silent, and all four brothers were there, if one holographically, to observe as he somewhat stiffly made his way into the den, where Lady Penelope was waiting in a stunning pale blue evening dress – the exact same colour as his tie; clearly someone had been co-ordinating behind the scenes, and that someone was probably Grandma – and a matching bouquet of lace and faux flowers atop her head that Scott didn’t think deserved the name of ‘hat’, but women’s fashion had never been his strong point.

Gordon was, as Virgil had said, almost entirely oblivious to anything in the room except the blonde woman, although sadly not oblivious enough to miss Scott’s matching tie. Amber eyes narrowed at him and Scott offered them an apologetic smile.

“Scott!”  Perfectly manicured fingers caught his arm, Lady Penelope gracefully linking their arms together in a way that made it look like he was in control.  It was an illusion – he wasn’t.  Gordon’s eyes narrowed further, and Scott made a mental note to attempt to talk him down from whatever revenge he was no doubt plotting as soon as he got back. “You look amazing, dear,” she continued. “Boys, I’ll be borrowing your brother for the evening.”

“By all means.” Virgil was grinning broadly.  “You two have fun.”

“Oh, we plan to, Virgil,” Lady Penelope reassured him.  “Don’t wait up for him; I’ll bring him back tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”  Scott hadn’t heard that before, and from the strangled noise Gordon made, he wasn’t the only one who hadn’t been told that little detail.  “But…”

“The performance doesn’t finish until midnight,” Lady Penelope informed him.  “I’ve made all the arrangements for the overnight stay, and we’ll have you back here by this time tomorrow.”

“But-”

“No buts, young man,” Grandma cut in, her hand coming to his elbow.  Between them, the two women started to steer him down towards the hangar, where Parker and FAB1 were no doubt waiting.  “Go and enjoy your downtime.”

Downtime.  The thing he’d been on since that mission.  That thing he would still be on until Grandma and Virgil decided the stitches could be removed and that he was ready for duty again.  Suddenly things started slotting into place.

“See you tomorrow, Scott!” Alan called cheerfully, echoed by Virgil.  Gordon made a noise that sounded more like a grunt than words, and Scott decided the best thing to do would be to ignore it as he was led downstairs.

“h’All the bags are packed, M’Lady,” Parker greeted them as he held the door open.  Sherbet yipped at them from the back seat.  “Shut up, you.”  Manners drilled into him by his grandmother indicated that Scott should assist Lady Penelope into the car first, but before he could even make a move, she was slipping off of his arm and sidling all the way across the back seat, scooping Sherbet up in the same fluid movement.  “h’After you, Mister Scott, sir.”

With a nod to Parker, and stooping just enough for Grandma to kiss his cheek lightly in farewell, he folded himself into the remaining seat and pulled his seatbelt on.

FAB1 was not a usual Tracy ride.  Scott wasn’t familiar with the car like he was their fleet of transportation – both Thunderbirds and regular craft – and had rarely had the opportunity to travel in the pink Rolls-Royce.  Much of that was down to his preference to pilot himself places, rather than be a passenger, and being trapped in a suit normally didn’t stop him firmly placing himself in the pilot’s seat of whatever plane was being used.

Grounded for injury as he was, however, the option of piloting had been forcibly removed by the family medics, leaving him with no choice but to recline in the back seat as Lady Penelope gave the order for them to leave the island.  Palm trees didn’t show the car the same respect as Thunderbird Two, and stayed rigidly upright as they passed between them, FAB1’s flight mode engaging with plenty of time to spare before they ran out of runway.

The car was, for obvious reasons, not as fast as his usual rides.  Even the regular aircraft they kept for official non-IR business went faster than Parker was currently going, and Scott quickly found the expanse of water passing below them monotonous.  No doubt Gordon would find it fascinating, if he could tear his eyes away from Lady Penelope, but Gordon wasn’t here and water wasn’t Scott’s preferred view.

“Are you sure you didn’t mean Virgil or Gordon?” he asked, glancing over at the woman beside him.

“Quite sure,” she confirmed. Sherbet let out another yip and jumped onto his lap, demanding to be petted.  Scott acquiesced, running a hand over short coarse fur to the pug’s obvious pleasure.  “I’m aware that the opera house is not your usual preference, but your family agreed that a change of scene would be good for you.”

“Even Gordon?” he asked, and was surprised to see a hint of colour in her cheeks.

“Gordon was not involved in the discussion,” she admitted.  “It was mainly your Grandmother and John, although I believe Virgil also had some input.”

Why did that not surprise Scott in the slightest?

“Of course it was,” he sighed.

“How are your injuries?” she inquired, and he winced.

“Healing,” he evaded. She didn’t press further, not that she needed to.  No doubt Grandma had filled her in on exactly what injuries he had and therefore situations to avoid until they were healed.  As it happened, sitting down for extended periods of time was one of the few things he could do under her instruction.  No doubt the opera would fit the bill precisely.

Small talk was not Scott’s preference, but Lady Penelope was a master of the art.  Coaxed into discussions about his brothers and the newest GDF fliers, the journey to Sydney passed quickly.  The fact that it was four pm when they arrived might have thrown Scott at one point, but jetting all over the world daily had long since dulled him to timezone changes and, thankfully, jet lag.

“I’ve secured reservations for dinner in our hotel,” Lady Penelope informed him as FAB1 gently set down on tarmac and folded in her wings, returning to the usual form of a regular, if expensive car.  “The performance begins at nine, but the doors open at seven thirty.”

“You really have this all planned out, don’t you?” he asked, thoroughly unsurprised.  She smiled and gestured towards the opera house, now visible as they headed towards it.

“’Ere we are, M’Lady, Mr Scott,” Parker said, pulling FAB1 to a gentle stop outside a hotel.  It was suitably lavish for Lady Penelope’s accommodations, no doubt five star with a three star restaurant nestled inside. Diamond-studded cufflinks fit right in, and Scott viewed it with some trepidation as Parker opened the door for him. Cars were not designed for long-legged Tracys to be in for any length of time – one of the many reasons Scott adored Thunderbird One was her unlimited legroom on longer flights – and it took him a moment to straighten fully, by which time Lady Penelope had materialised on his arm.

“Shall we?”  He sent a glance back at where Parker was opening FAB1’s deceptively large boot to reveal their overnight bags.  “Parker will take care of the bags, Scott,” Lady Penelope assured him, and without waiting for a reply began to steer him into the building.

The interior matched the exterior, marking this as a hotel clearly aimed at the upper class upon their visits to the Opera House.  Holograms gave him a changing view of the Opera House itself through the years, its iconic silhouette particularly striking in dusk views in Scott’s opinion. Undeterred by the lavish interior, Lady Penelope whisked him through to the desk, where Parker had already materialised, bags in tow, to claim both room keys.

It was easy to forget, with Parker’s h’attitude and ‘misspent youth’, that he was perfectly competent in his primary role as butler and chauffeur to the Creighton-Ward estate. Watching him in what should be an arena far outside his status – one that felt far outside Scott’s, despite the fact that he was, in fact, a multi-billionaire – never ceased to amaze Scott, who was content to let the Brits whisk him through the foyer, through some glass elevators and into a large suite with too many chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.  Through one open room he caught sight of a king sized bed.

Lady Penelope didn’t bother asking him if it was good enough for him – she had, once upon a time, but Scott was fairly sure she’d got fed up of being told the various rooms she found for them were excessive and now just swept them up in the extravagance and expected them to appreciate it, or at least have the good grace not to comment unprompted.  Scott had learnt that lesson, too.

Still the suite was a far cry from sharing a bedroom with two brothers in a small house in Kansas, and while Scott was getting used to being dragged to such places, he still preferred to stay more down to earth.  Not having to share with a brother was enough for him (sure, he loved his brothers, but personal space was nice, too).

He was abandoned with his luggage – luggage he had not packed, so he had no idea what was in it and prayed that the person responsible had packed something comfortable and not just another suit – while Parker showed Lady Penelope to her own quarters next door.  Parker had told him not to touch his luggage and that he would be back soon to unpack for him, but Scott had never had a butler and no intentions of starting now.

His stitches pulled worryingly as he picked the case up and he froze.  Tearing stitches and bleeding through bandages was always a nuisance, but in the stuffy suit he’d been coerced into, it would be an utter nightmare.

“h’I told you not to, Mr Scott.”  Suddenly Parker was there, whisking the case out of his grip and making a beeline for the bedroom.  “Your gran would ‘ave my ‘ead h’if you tore your stitches ‘ere.  M’Lady, too.”  Scott winced and followed him.

“At least let me unpack my own clothes,” he said, jumping in as the case opened and Parker started to pull clothes out of it – oh joy, another suit.  Why?  It was only one evening!

“You ‘ave h’one ‘our h’until the restaurant reservation,” Parker informed him, subtly blocking his attempts to get at his own clothes.  “M’Lady h’expects you to take a walk h’around the garden with ‘er.”  The older man had Scott hustled out of his own quarters before he even realised what was happening.

Lady Penelope emerged from her room at the same time, and Scott had known her far too long to even entertain the notion that it was coincidental.  He didn’t bother to comment on it, allowing her manicured talons to curl around his bicep once more as she left her room key with Parker – who had never even let Scott touch his – and swept back towards the elevator, Tracy firmly in tow.

“The gardens are delightful at this time of year,” she informed him as though this was his first time in Sydney.  Admittedly, it wasn’t a place he’d visited much, and when he had been there, the scenery was usually the last thing on his mind.  “We shall visit them properly tomorrow, but a short stroll will do us both wonders after our journey.”

Not one to turn down fresh air at any point, Scott was willing to step outside the rear entrance of the hotel – just as grand as the front – onto neatly manicured lawns.  Beyond them, the botanical garden loomed, with its trees in full bloom.  Neither of them wore shoes designed for walking on grass – or far at all, in the case of Lady Penelope’s heels, although Scott knew she could do a lot more in them than appearances implied – so they restrained themselves to the paths.

It was certainly easier terrain than Tracy Island boasted.  The rocky, volcanic island had been chosen precisely for being remote and inhospitable, allowing them to train in secrecy, but it lent itself less well to the walking injured.  Not that Scott considered himself walking wounded, but Grandma and Virgil both did, and restricted his permitted movements accordingly.  To that end, he admitted it was good to get away from the island and the worried smothering of his family for a few hours.

The company certainly didn’t hurt, either.  Scott had a lot of respect for Lady Penelope, but thanks to their respective lines of work and commitment, rarely got to spend any time with her.  There was also the constant worry of the paparazzi and rumours of more than just friendship flying, what with them both being filthy rich heirs and famous (even if Scott was technically not an heir anymore), but if Lady Penelope had proposed the visit, then that angle was certainly being taken care of. Kayo had been suspiciously absent over the last couple of days with no real reason given, and Scott chose to believe she was working some magic somewhere.  After all, if his sister was on the case, nothing unwanted would be leaked – and even if it somehow got past her, there was John ready with a digital nuke.

He’d pulled that one before, more than once.  It had proven very useful, even if its legality wasn’t even debatable and the GDF were turning an obliging blind eye to the fact that sometimes information just vanished.  Or they plain hadn’t noticed; that was also possible, although Scott liked to think Colonel Casey was a little more observant than that.

Their hour in the comfortably warm Sydney sun passed quickly.  Scott wasn’t the best at keeping track of time, relying on John for that when it was important, but Lady Penelope seemed to have a built-in pocket watch because they wandered into the restaurant at precisely one minute to five to be seated by a waiter in a sharp pressed suit who held out a seat for Lady Penelope and himself before Scott could even grasp the back of his own chair.  Scott prided himself on his quick reflexes; serving staff were truly in a class of their own.  His injuries weren’t slowing him that much, although he ruefully noticed that after an hour’s easy stroll the act of sitting down was appreciated by his body.

Maybe he did need the break from rescues, not that he’d be admitting that to anyone any time soon. Sharp blue eyes followed his every moment, but Lady Penelope had enough tact to keep her observations to herself, so Scott wasn’t unduly concerned about her.

Eating at a three star restaurant was far from Scott’s usual fare, and he left handling the waiter entirely to Lady Penelope.  The idea that they’d be attending the opera later that evening didn’t phase him in the slightest as he offered them a shorter menu that would allow plenty of time for the final course to settle before they made their way towards the Opera House, and while Scott hoped that three star did not mean food arranged in an overly fancy manner but with very little actually on the plate – there was a lot of him to feed, especially in comparison to the delicate form of the Lady opposite him – he agreed with Lady Penelope’s assertion that that would be perfect, thank you.

It took some dredging up of strict lessons on dining etiquette when he was younger and Dad was making his first millions from the depths of his memory, but Scott was quite pleased with himself for not committing a faux pas during the meal.  The portions had been small, as he’d feared, but still filling enough that he thought he could probably survive an evening of opera.  Which, now that it had sunk in that it really was him going and not one of his brothers, didn’t seem all that terrible an idea. After all, he could appreciate good music – it was impossible to live with Virgil and not, although Alan was doing a good job at it, but that was teenagers for you – he just rarely had time to.

Time was something he had been rather forcibly given, courtesy of a rescue that had felt perfectly successful to Scott – no-one died, after all – barring an inconvenient injury that had him just coming out of forced bedrest.  His family were rather unfortunately more influenced by the so-called ‘cost’ of the rescue – a fair bit of Scott’s blood, an unexpected nap for a few hours and a dozen stitches – than the success.  So maybe he’d given them a fright when he’d collapsed out of his ‘bird and narrowly missed getting splattered on his own ‘bird’s hangar floor when he didn’t quite land square on the extended access ramp (apparently – he didn’t remember that bit but John was insistent), but that was nearly a week ago and he was fine now.

Well, near enough, he mentally amended as he stood up from the table and his stitches tugged threateningly again.

“Come on, dear,” Lady Penelope tutted, once more scooping his bicep into her grip and guiding him out of the room and… back upstairs?  “We’re a little behind schedule, so you’ll have to get changed quickly.  Parker should have your new outfit laid out for you already.”

“Get changed?”  Scott looked down at his crisp suit.  “Why?”

“We’re two of the richest people in Sydney right now,” she said, as though that should mean something. “Being seen in public in the same outfit twice just won’t do.  Don’t worry, I’m sure Mrs Tracy has found something you’ll be comfortable in.”

Suits and comfortable were two words that did not go together, but Lady Penelope was a force to be reckoned with and subtly manhandled him into his own suite before vanishing into her own, neighbouring suite.

“There you h’are!” Parker exclaimed, ushering him forwards.  To Scott’s chagrin, there was indeed another suit laid out for him.  “h’I’m under h’orders from your gran to check your stitches, so h’off with those.”  He gestured at the suit Scott was still wearing, and he cringed.

“Do we have to go through all this fuss, Parker?” he asked.

“h’Oh yes, Mr Scott.  ‘Er Ladyship’s changing ‘er dress and h’I wouldn’t want to be the h’one to make M’Lady look bad by not wearing the right clothes, h’if you catch my drift.”

Scott did catch his drift. That didn’t mean he liked it, but both Lady Penelope and his grandmother were terrifying women when they wanted to be, and upsetting them would lead to nothing good.

There was some glee in getting rid of the tie, too, even if it was only going to be replaced by a black bow tie, by the looks of it.

According to tradition, stereotypes, and everything else, women took forever to get ready.  But by the time Parker was satisfied his stitches were as they should be and got him into the new suit – a light blue waistcoat over a white shirt underneath the navy jacket, and matching trousers – Lady Penelope was waiting for him.  Her dress was almost the same colour as before, but in a different cut and with a different assortment of lace and fabric perching on top of perfectly coiffed blonde curls.

“You look fantastic, dear,” she informed him as he escaped Parker and his lint brush.  “Are we ready?”  A matching clutch purse occupied one of her hands, but the other resumed its default position of curling around his bicep and guided him back towards the elevator.

Even amongst other ridiculously rich people in their suits, Scott felt overdressed as he pretended to escort Lady Penelope, who was very much actually escorting him, to the doorway as Parker vanished, only to reappear in FAB1 by the time they left the building.  Scott had no idea how the man did it, but it was a relief to slip into the pink car and away from any watching eyes.  He was conscious that he wasn’t at his best, and had no real desire to advertise to the world that the interim commander of International Rescue was injured.  The suit did its job well and hid the bandaging, but Scott couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling that everyone looking at him could see.

At least at the opera no-one would be looking at him.

Getting into the Opera House, however, required once again walking in front of crowds.  A pink car drew attention, even in front of a spectacular building like the Sydney Opera House, and as Parker assisted first Scott, and then Lady Penelope out there was the tell-tale flash of photography. Scott hoped Kayo and John were on top of that.

“h’I shall be ‘ere when you come h’out, M’Lady, Mr Scott,” Parker said as Lady Penelope once again positioned herself on Scott’s arm.

“Thank you, Parker,” she said.

“He’s not coming in?” Scott asked, surprised, as they made their way inside.  Behind them, FAB1 drove away.

“The opera isn’t Parker’s style,” she answered, flashing their tickets at the assistant, who promptly called for someone to lead them to their box.  “He’ll find his own entertainment for a few hours.”

“Doing what?”

“Oh, I’m sure I don’t know.” Scott knew a conversation end when he heard one; whatever her butler was up to, Lady Penelope knew and had no intentions of sharing.  Then again, considering Parker’s so-called ‘misspent youth’, ignorance was probably a good idea. Having four younger brothers had taught Scott the value of plausible deniability long ago.

They were ushered into a small box, high above the stage, with enough room for four people to seat comfortably.  Only two chairs had been set up, however, leaving Scott with the relief that he wouldn’t be sat with strangers for several hours.  Lady Penelope chose her seat, sitting down elegantly and looking entirely at ease in the velvet-lined chair, with her no doubt several-thousand-pound dress (Scott had no idea if it was actually a British dress) arrayed around her without so much as a crease wrong.

In comparison, Scott felt decidedly ill at ease as he sank into the surprisingly comfortable chair in his own far too expensive suit, leaning back until he found a position where the stitches didn’t complain.  The box had ample leg room even for a man over six foot in height, and Scott took full advantage of the fact that the box was almost impossible to see into, even if anyone wanted to people-watch instead of opera-watch, to stretch out his long legs.

There wasn’t even as much as a tut from his companion, and in slight surprise he looked over to her to see a smile gracing her face.

“You may as well be comfortable,” she agreed, although she remained prim in her posture.

“What about you?” he asked, and she laughed lightly.

“I’ve been taking posture lessons since before I could walk,” she reminded him.  “This is perfectly comfortable for me, but thank you for your concern.”  Pacified, Scott relaxed and turned his attention to the stage below them.

It was empty, the show still not due to start for another hour, according to the holographic interface on the inside of their box, ticking down the minutes until the show began. 00:59:01 ticked down to 00:59:00 and then so on, counting it down to the second.

It had been a long time since Scott had last been to the opera, or any stage performance – was it normal to have the timing of the start down to the second?

“Not everywhere,” Lady Penelope told him when he asked.  “But Sydney Opera House is one of the best in the world, and when you’re the best, the timing is expected to be precise.”  Scott could respect that; enough air show routines had been down to the millisecond for him to appreciate the importance. He just hadn’t expected to find it in an opera.

Lady Penelope picked up a pair of what looked like miniature binoculars and raised them to her eye delicately.

“Shall we see who’s in the crowd tonight?” she mused, training the lenses at the not-box seating below.

“Using binoculars?” Scott asked, glancing down to see many men in stuffy suits and women in fancy dresses. “Really?”

“Opera glasses, Scott, they’re called opera glasses.  And of course.  They have fantastic levels of magnification.  Oh, that poor woman – whoever told her salmon and lemon work together like that?”

Scott blinked, lost at the sudden change in conversation.

“I thought you were supposed to put lemon on fish?” he asked, only for Lady Penelope to turn her head and stare at him for a moment, before shaking her head lightly.

“The colours, Scott, not the food.  See that woman sat in the third row?”

He squinted, and she tutted before handing him the binoculars – opera glasses.  Reluctantly he raised them to his eyes and peered through.

“The one dressed in pink and yellow?” he asked, finally locating someone who might have fit the vague description.

“The colours are salmon and lemon,” Lady Penelope corrected.  “But yes, her.  See how the lemon overpowers the salmon?  It makes her complexion look quite ill.  I dare say she’s wearing the wrong undertone foundation as well.”

“The wrong what?”  He supposed the woman in question did look a little off colour.

“Undertone foundation,” she repeated.  “The undertone of the foundation is important; using the wrong one ensures that even if you have the perfect hue, it won’t match your complexion properly.”

“If you say so,” he said dubiously, beyond relieved that Kayo barely wore any make-up to his knowledge, and didn’t expect him to know anything about it anyway.  Then again, knowing Kayo her lipstick – lipgloss? Lip-thing – was probably modelled after that one Batman villain’s and was toxic.

“I do,” she said, shooting him a quick smile.  “Your turn.”

“What?”

“Pick someone,” she explained, gesturing at the ever-increasing numbers finding their way to seats below. “We’re people watching.”

Scott gaped at her.

“Isn’t that supposed to be rude?” he asked, gesturing at the opera glasses they both held.

“Everyone does it.” She brushed his complaints off.  “See, in the box opposite; the light just glinted off of their opera glasses.”

“But why?”

“It’s interesting,” she smiled.  “And also good practice.”

Good practice for what, Scott managed to stop himself from asking, finally remembering that he was at an opera house with one of the best spies in the world.  “So I just… pick someone?” he asked instead, beginning to scan the crowds with more intent.

“Anyone,” she confirmed, just as his gaze was caught by a teenage boy who clearly didn’t want to be there.  He reminded Scott of Alan, for all that this teenager was a redhead and shorter than his brother. Lady Penelope laughed when he mentioned it, before finding him with her own opera glasses and agreeing.

People watching was surprisingly fun, once Scott got the hang of it, and found himself caught out when the lights dimmed and the stage was lit in spotlight.  The holographic countdown declared 00:00:28 when he glanced at it, and following Lady Penelope’s lead he focused his opera glasses on the stage, where at precisely nine pm, the show began.

And at precisely midnight, three hours of singing and a short interlude where refreshments had been offered (and devoured by a hungry Tracy), the final note cut off, accompanied by the lights, plunging the entire room into darkness.  The applause was genuine, if at a polite volume, echoing through the darkened arena.  Scott was more than happy to join in, having enjoyed the performance more than he’d expected.

It was even worth being stuffed into a suit for several long hours, although he’d keep that part quiet from his brothers.  He had something of a reputation to uphold, after all, and as much as he’d enjoyed it, it was probably still more Virgil’s thing.

The main lights slowly brightened, and Scott stretched his legs out.  Even with the leg room, the lack of actually moving had stiffened his muscles up somewhat.

“So how long do we stay here?” he asked, looking at Lady Penelope only to find her already on her feet.

“No longer than necessary,” she quipped, holding a hand out to him.  “How are you feeling?”  It was only the second time she’d referenced his injury all day, and Scott found that after the opera he was feeling slightly more charitable towards it being mentioned.  No doubt an anticipated reaction from the short woman with him.

“I’m not designed to sit still for several hours,” he shrugged, accepting her hand and hauling himself to his feet, ignoring the familiar twinge of a healing wound.

“No, I don’t suppose you are,” she agreed.  “But you enjoyed the evening?”  He smiled down at her as her hand once again found his bicep.

“More than I thought I would,” he admitted.  “Thank you for this.”

“What are friends for?”

Parker was waiting for them, as promised, when they left the building, draping a thin fur coat over Lady Penelope’s shoulders as they were exposed to the slightly cooler midnight air.

“Thank you, Parker,” she said, gliding effortlessly into the back of her car and picking up a sleeping Sherbet – who Scott had seen surprisingly little of since their arrival in Australia, now that he thought about it.  “I trust you had a successful evening?”

“h’Oh yes, M’Lady,” Parker responded gleefully as Scott got in and shut the door behind him.  “Most successful.”

“Successful?” Scott asked, and Parker laughed.

“Those ‘ooligans down at the casino never knew what ‘it ‘em, Mr Scott, sir.  H’It’s h’always worth taking them folk down a peg h’or two, h’if you catch my drift.”

So Parker had been cheating cheaters out of their scammed earnings while they were gone.  Scott supposed that wasn’t surprising; Parker made no real secret that his underground skills remained sharp – indeed, all of the Tracys could cheat their way around cards, in no small part thanks to tricks taught to them by the butler himself.

“Well, it’s been a long day, especially with all those timezone changes, so I think I’ll turn in for the night when we get back to the hotel,” Lady Penelope said.  “I’d like to see the botanical gardens properly and I did promise to get you back to your brothers by four pm Tracy Island time tomorrow, so that will mean an early start, I’m afraid.”

“I don’t mind getting up early,” Scott assured her as they arrived, and she smiled.

“Then I’ll see you for a seven o’clock breakfast?”

“Do I have to wear a suit?” She laughed.

“I’ll have Parker pick a less formal one out for you,” she promised, and Scott groaned.  “Sorry, dear, but this hotel has standards, and your usual attire doesn’t quite cut it.”

Parker caught up with them before they even reached the elevator, FAB1 parked away safely for the night, and Scott wondered if he and Lady Penelope were that slow, or if Parker was that fast.

“Seven am,” Lady Penelope repeated as they reached his room, and Scott agreed.  Parker opened the door for him with a “h’I’ll see you h’in a moment, M’Lady”, and followed him inside.

“h’Another stitches check, h’I’m h’afraid, Mr Scott,” he said, and Scott rolled his eyes but submitted to it with minimal protest, glad to get out of the formal clothes and, once Parker was well and truly dismissed for the night, a third suit glaring at him accusingly from where the butler had laid it out, finally into something properly comfortable for bed.

Crossing timezones tended not to bother him after so long in International Rescue, but without the adrenaline rush of a rescue he found himself wearier than he would usually be at midnight. He glanced at his communicator, which he’d discovered packed in the bottom of his case, and debated calling John for a chat before remembering the time difference.  Even if John probably wasn’t asleep, Scott should not be encouraging bad sleeping habits in his brothers.  The same went for the rest of them, and he had no idea where Kayo was, so contacting his family was dismissed for the moment and he sank into the soft mattress of the huge bed gratefully, only for a spike of pain to warn him that if he wanted to sleep through the night, he should take the next dose of painkillers – also packed without his knowledge, most likely by Grandma or Virgil.

Pills were thrown back with an accompaniment of Australian spring water from the minibar, and then he crawled back into bed.  Sleep claimed him almost immediately.

The next morning came quickly, Scott’s internal clock disturbing him at six.  He didn’t need an hour to get ready for breakfast, even if getting ready included pulling on another suit, but going back to sleep would be an exercise in futility if he wanted to be on time for breakfast.

Spying his communicator again, the timezone now worked in his favour.  Six am in Sydney was a more sociable hour on Tracy Island, and he’d hooked up a line to Thunderbird Five before he’d finished considering doing it.

“Morning, Scott,” John greeted him immediately.  “How was last night?”

“I could have done without the suits,” Scott admitted, rolling over onto his back.  “But it wasn’t bad.”  John, a brother well versed in the pains of being chosen as Lady Penelope’s arm decoration, gifted him a small smile.

“I know the feeling,” he agreed.  “Are you still in bed?”

“Yup.”  Scott popped the ‘p’ and made a show of stretching out, even if John could only see his head and shoulders.  “Big bed.  Nice bed. Comfy bed.  I have an hour ‘til breakfast.  There’s time.”

“Scott Tracy being lazy; I never thought I’d see the day,” John commented, and Scott scowled at him.

“I have to wear another suit for breakfast, John.  For breakfast!”

“So you’re procrastinating getting dressed by calling me,” his brother surmised.

“Can’t I check on how my brothers are doing?” he asked maybe a little defensively, raising an eyebrow.

“You could, except you haven’t asked yet.”  Pesky smart younger brothers.

“I’m asking now.” John raised an eyebrow at him in return, but humoured him.

“Everyone’s fine; they had a late-night rescue but that went fine, no injuries.  Does mean they’re all still in bed, though.”

“Even Gordon?”  It was a very tired squid that didn’t surface with the sun, regardless of what time he went to bed.

“Even Gordon, luckily for you.”

Scott blinked.

“Luckily for me?”

“The usual rumours aren’t flying around, but there are still pictures of the two of you going to the opera last night on the net.  The less time between him seeing those, and seeing you, the less time he has to scheme.” Scott groaned.

“Can’t you just get rid of them?” he asked.

“It looks more suspicious if I delete everything regarding the two of you,” John told him. “All of the captions refer to you as friends or work colleagues, though.  Kayo and I made sure of that.”

“Thanks.”  Well, it was better than nothing, he supposed. His eyes fell on the suit Parker had laid out for him the previous evening and he groaned.  “I’d better get up,” he grumbled, glaring at it.  “I’m supposed to be meeting her at seven for breakfast and I want a shower first.”

“Watch your stitches.”

“Yes, Virgil.”

John chuckled.  “See you later, big brother.”  His hologram vanished, and Scott set aside the communicator before reluctantly leaving the bed and heading for the ensuite.

Showering with stitches was always a nuisance; they were old enough to get slightly damp without consequences, but it was still annoying to have to mind them.  Still, the wound was getting better and Scott was cautiously optimistic that he’d be allowed back on duty soon – he’d have cleared himself a few days ago, but Grandma and Virgil called had that ‘nonsense’ when he’d suggested it.

Dried off, he left the room with a fluffy towel around his waist to find Parker standing there, already perfectly dressed for the day.

“Morning, Mr Scott,” he said, seemingly unfazed by the fact that Scott was wearing nothing but a towel. “h’I’ve been h’asked to check your stitches h’again before you get dressed.”  Scott snatched at his underwear and beat a hasty retreat back into the ensuite to pull them on.

“Give me a minute, Parker!”

From the timing, he heavily suspected this occasion to be John’s fault, and made a mental note to complain at him later.

Parker’s presence did not vanish after the stitches check, the butler instead insisting on helping Scott with his suit and tie – a pale pink one, this time, not that Scott had known he owned one in that colour – and piling on the hair gel when Scott attempted to return to his usual style.

“Aren’t you supposed to be Lady Penelope’s butler?” Scott asked as the man wrestled the comb away from him and made him sit.

“’er Ladyship h’is less of h’a disaster when h’it comes to dressing ‘erself for the h’occasion,” Parker retorted, and Scott groaned.

“You’re not exactly aristocrat class yourself, either,” he pointed out, slumping forwards until a light jab in the back made him straighten up.

“h’I learnt from the best, Mr Scott,” the older man retorted.  “h’And you should respect your h’elders.”

“Right, sorry.”  There was a large mirror on the wall opposite, and Scott watched his transformation back into the perfect rich gentleman with a small amount of despair as Parker added one last dollop of hair gel, combed it in, and pronounced himself satisfied.

The clock proclaimed 06:57, and with no small amount of gratitude to his father for not employing an army of servants and putting him through that rigmarole every day, despite reaching billionaire status, Scott left his room to meet up with Lady Penelope – dressed in a pale pink to match his tie, as Scott had suspected – for breakfast.

It had always been drilled into Scott that breakfast was the most important meal of the day, and it was clear that the Australians agreed.  Unlike the previous evening of small plates of food arranged artistically, breakfast was a far more hearty affair, much to the delight of Scott’s stomach. Lady Penelope offered an amused smile as he dug in.

“A change from your grandmother’s cooking?” she asked, daintily picking at her smaller breakfast.

“Definitely,” he agreed, and they both laughed.  “So what’s the plan for today?”

“Nothing much, I’m afraid,” she said.  “The time difference between here and your home works against us this time, so we’ll only have time to visit the gardens before we have to leave.”

“Do I have to get changed again?” he asked, and she smiled.

“No, I think we can spare you the trauma of a fourth suit,” she laughed, and Scott relaxed, finishing off his plate with gusto and draining his coffee.  “Shall we go?”

“What about our rooms?” he asked.  “Don’t we need to check out?”

“Parker has that all in hand,” she assured him.  “I just need to collect Bertie from him, and then I’ll be ready for our walk.”

“Sherbet’s coming with us?” Scott asked, somewhat surprised.  After the lapdog’s absence from everything the day before, he’d expected him to remain in Parker’s care.

“Of course,” Lady Penelope told him, correcting his assumption.  “Bertie loves going out for walks.”

Well, Scott had no particular issue with the small dog, so he had no complaints about the additional companion as Parker materialised outside the restaurant, dog in arms and ready to be handed over to his mistress.

“We’ll be back by midday,” Lady Penelope informed him as she took her dog, Sherbet making contented little noises as he settled into her arms.  “If you could arrange a packed lunch for our journey back that would be appreciated.”

“Yes, M’Lady.  h’Enjoy your walk.”

“Oh, I’m sure we will. Shall we, Scott?”  With her arms full of dog, there was no subtle grip on his arm, but Scott remembered the way out of the hotel well enough from the previous day, and it took very little time for them to leave the building and end up back in the manicured lawns of the hotel’s garden.

Unlike the previous day, they didn’t stick to the lawns, but headed towards the trees and other fantastic flora visible in the botanical gardens themselves.  Unsurprisingly, despite the relative earliness of the day, there were already some people milling around, admiring the flowers.  An unspoken agreement had the pair avoiding them, seeking somewhere more quiet after the previous evening.

The gardens were huge, however, and it was simple enough to slip past the other admirers of nature to find a quieter area.

“A nice change from your usual atmosphere,” Lady Penelope observed, and Scott laughed, thinking of noisy brothers and roaring engines.

“Less chaos, for sure,” he agreed, “a few less rocks, too.”  While Tracy Island had some greenery, it was at its heart a volcanic outcrop – great for challenging exploring but not so much for casual strolls to admire nature.

If he didn’t know Lady Penelope as well as he did, he might have thought that she was picking her route at random through the large area.  High heels did nothing to stop the woman from finding the less even paths amongst the trees and higher shrubs, and while she was not walking with purpose, she was steering him slowly in a single direction.

Their eventual destination, after an hour or so of very casual walking, turned out to be a carved seat, overlooking the harbour.  Lady Penelope sat herself down on it gracefully, gesturing for Scott to join her.  Sherbet yapped as he did so, wriggling out of his owner’s grip and landing on Scott’s lap, looking up at him expectantly. Relaxing back against the sandstone, he scratched the dog behind the ears.

Underneath the shade of the trees, protected from the Australian sun, it was easy to relax and watch the ships manoeuvring in and out of the harbour.  Scott couldn’t actually remember the last time he’d just sat and watched the world go by – usually, he was having to chase after it in a Thunderbird as disasters struck, or there was the endless paperwork to juggle.  With both Thunderbird and paperwork strictly forbidden and out of reach, and a very determined Lady beside him, he’d been left with very little choice and found it was actually quite peaceful.

Was this what John saw, when he got a break from calls?  Maybe he should ask him about that at some point.  Birds sang overhead, and a light breeze ruffled the leaves above him, although not quite strong enough to free his hair from its heavily gelled confines. For the first time in a long time, Scott just let himself exist in the moment.

“As lovely as it is here, we must be heading back.”  Lady Penelope’s voice broke the silence suddenly, and Scott was startled to discover more than an hour had passed.  “I would like to keep my promise to your family, so we do need to leave Sydney by midday.”

Scott could just imagine the fuss if he wasn’t back by then – not because they didn’t completely trust Lady Penelope and Parker, but because the pair had a reputation for arriving where they said, when they said.  It would take more than having a single Tracy guest to delay them.  A delay would be concerning, to say the least.

Still, it was with some reluctance that he found his feet again, brushing his back off and hiding a wince as painkillers decided they’d done their duty and had worn off at some point while he was distracted.  Blue eyes focused on him, but Lady Penelope didn’t comment.  She did, however, scoop Sherbet up with only one arm, linking her other through with his.  Scott knew better than to refuse the silent aid, if only because it was Lady Penelope, and let her guide him back towards the direction of the hotel and the waiting Parker.

It was just before midday when they arrived, Penelope sliding into the car before Scott joined her.

“h’I h’obtained some sandwiches for you, M’Lady, Mr Scott,” Parker informed them as he lowered the travel table in the back of the driver’s seat and placed the paper plates laden with said sandwiches on it.  “There are drinks h’in the cup ‘olders.  h’I ‘ope that’ll do?”

“Indeed they will, thank you, Parker,” Lady Penelope assured him.

“Mr Scott, h’I took the liberty h’of putting your painkillers and some water h’in the door,” he continued, and Scott spotted them.

“Thanks,” he said, and reluctantly fished them out as the car began to move, trundling through the streets before the wings engaged and they lifted into the air.

Parker was no stranger to the appetite of the Tracy family – or the lack of cooking ability exhibited by their grandmother – and the sandwiches turned out to be numerous enough to keep Scott quite content as they flew over the ocean, back towards Tracy Island and the brothers that were no doubt waiting for him, provided they weren’t out on another rescue.

Sure enough, Thunderbird Two was still happily in her hangar when FAB1 trundled in at precisely four o’clock, according to the communicator Scott had strapped back to his wrist, uncaring of whether or not it belonged there while he was in a suit.

Also there was Virgil, who left his tools at the sight of them and hollered a call of “they’re back!” into his comm as he jogged over to the car.  Gordon immediately tore into view, clearly having been waiting as much as doing maintenance on Module Four, and in an echo of twenty four hours previous immediately zeroed in on Scott’s tie, which matched Lady Penelope’s current dress perfectly.

“Lady Penelope, you look amazing!” he gushed, almost knocking Scott out of the way in his haste to help the woman out of the car.  Sherbet yipped at him and the aquanaut flinched backwards, to Scott’s amusement.

“How are you?” Virgil asked Scott, drawing his attention to his dark haired brother as worried brown eyes looked him up and down.

“I’m fine, Virgil,” he assured him.  “You can ask Parker if you don’t believe me.”  Virgil had an annoying habit of never believing the words ‘I’m fine’, for some reason.

“Parker?” his brother immediately asked, and Scott sighed, drifting away as the questions about his health started again.  An entire day of not being treated like a patient had been a welcome break.  Unfortunately, that put him in Gordon’s line of sight, as Kayo materialised and headed straight for Lady Penelope, elbowing the blond out of the way.

Amber eyes looked him up and down in an echo of Virgil’s, only there was less worry and more scrutiny in the gaze before Gordon locked eyes with him.

“Gordon-” he started, hoping to head off whatever storm was headed his way, but Gordon interrupted him with a raised hand.

“Uh, uh.”

And then he was tackled in a hug, Gordon’s arms carefully avoiding his stitches.

“Gordon?”

“I’m still not happy you got to go and I didn’t,” his brother grumbled.  “But you look better than you have all week, so it was obviously for a good cause.”

“I- thanks?”

“But the next date is mine,” Gordon added, glowering up at him.  “Got it?”

“That’s not my call to make,” Scott admitted, as much as he’d like to say ‘yes’ just to get Gordon off his case.  “The only one who gets to decide that is her.”

They both looked across at where the two women were discussing something in hushed tones, the words “Sydney”, “arrested”, and “GDF” floating into earshot.  For some reason, that seemed to cheer Gordon up, as he released Scott and took a step back.

“Yeah, well, you look ridiculous.”  Parker’s carefully crafted hairstyle was mussed up, and Gordon made a face at the amount of gel that came off onto his hands, wiping them vigorously on his shorts. “Gross.  Go get yourself back to normal and stop looking like a pampered billionaire.”

Scott grinned at him. “But Gordon, didn’t you know?  I am a pampered billionaire.”

Gordon whacked his arm. “Go.  Change.  Don’t worry about the luggage – Virgil’s already got that.”  Scott whirled around and sure enough, his case was being carried towards the stairs by his brother.

“Seriously?” he sighed, leaving his younger brother to his failed attempts to get Lady Penelope’s attention away from Kayo and jogging to catch up with Virgil.  “I can carry my own bag.”

“Doesn’t mean you’re going to,” Virgil retorted, moving it out of reach when Scott tried to reclaim it. “Go take the elevator up.”  Scott matched him, step for step, and Virgil stopped, grumbling under his breath, before turning and heading back down.  “Fine, we’ll both take the elevator.  Come on.”

Admitting defeat, he followed, leaning against the wall as it carried them up to the den.

“Where’s Alan?” he asked, noticing a lack of his youngest brother.

“Freighter ran into some trouble just out of orbit,” Virgil shrugged.  “Brains went with him, and John’s joined them with the exo-suit.  They should be finished soon.”

“Why didn’t Kayo go?” he wondered, and Virgil laughed.

“Turns out Lady Penelope had some other business in Sydney as well as going to the opera,” he said. “Kayo’s been handling the fall out while you two had a nice walk in the park and gave Lady P. an alibi.”

Scott stared at him, making no move to get out of the elevator when it arrived.

“You mean I was playing distraction in a spy mission the whole time?”

“Seems that way, bro,” Virgil grinned, taking hold of his elbow and guiding him out, towards the final set of stairs.  “Judging by the papers, you made a fantastic one.  They’re full of conspiracy theories why you two were at the opera last night, although John’s culled the worst offenders.”

Scott sighed and picked at his bejewelled cufflinks morosely.

“No wonder they were so determined that I wear overpriced suits,” he moaned.  “Get me out of this thing; I’ve had enough.”

Virgil laughed again, pushing his way inside Scott’s room and putting the case down on the floor.

“I’ll leave you to it,” he said even as Scott all but ripped the tie away from his neck, letting the expensive pink material fall to the floor.  “See you in the den when you’re done.”

“Sure.”

It took very little time to get the offending clothes off, and his usual, comfy attire on.  His hair was a lost cause that required washing to get all of the gel out, however, so Scott just left it in its Gordon-ruffled state to be dealt with later, especially as the unmistakable sound of Thunderbird Three roared through the house; a glance out of his window showed him the large rocket returning to her silo, youngest brother presumably on board.

What he hadn’t been expecting, as he made his way back down to the den to find everyone gathered there, was the third person on board.

“You look better,” John said bluntly, crossing the room and putting a hand on his shoulder, surveying him critically like two of their younger brothers already had.  “I thought as much this morning, but holograms can be deceiving.”

“This morning?” he heard Gordon ask, but Alan chose that moment to leap at his two eldest brothers and hug them both, John’s recoil coming too late to escape.

“How was it?” the youngest asked excitedly.  “Did you see the bridge?  Was the Opera House all lit up?”

Scott didn’t get a chance to answer before John cut in.

“Get off, Alan.”

However, their youngest brother was like a limpet when he wanted to be, and with Scott not particularly trying very hard to escape, John’s struggles were fruitless, much to the amusement of everyone else in the room.

“Dog pile!” Gordon yelled suddenly, and Scott joined the laughter as Virgil got willingly dragged in, the four youngest brothers making a ring around the eldest.

“Guys!” John complained, but there was no real bite to his tone.

“Well, isn’t that just a picture,” Grandma commented.  “Kayo, be a dear and take a photo of my grandsons.”

“Already done.”  She flicked it up onto a holoprojector, and after a few moments the five boys disentangled enough to see it.  Four of them were laughing, with the fifth wearing a reluctant smile.  It was a total mess, with limbs everywhere and Gordon in danger of falling over where he was half-clinging to Virgil’s back.  Alan wasn’t even facing the camera, a bright blob of blond shielding most of his face from view.

“That’s awful,” John said, at the same moment Lady Penelope asked Kayo for a copy.

The two long term friends looked at each other, one frowning, the other openly amused, before John shook his head and extracted himself entirely from the crowd of brothers. Scott watched the exchange, amused, before realising his brother was heading back towards the hangars.

“John, where are you going?” he asked.

“Back to the office, and sanity,” the redhead retorted.

“You don’t even want some cake?” Lady Penelope asked.  “It’s chocolate.”

Cake?  “When did we get cake?” Scott asked, turning away from where John had paused to look at her, still dressed in her posh pink dress.

“h’I did, Mr Scott,” Parker waved.  “While you were h’out on your walk this morning.  M’Lady h’asked that h’I pick h’up the cake she h’ordered yesterday.”

“It’s in the kitchen, ready to be eaten,” Grandma interjected, and Scott blinked as his three youngest brothers vanished in a stampede, Kayo already long gone.

“Fine, I’ll stay for the cake.”  John’s reluctance was entirely put-on, in Scott’s opinion.  “Come on, Scott, or the vultures will have eaten it all before we get there.”

Scott laughed, and hauled himself back out of the sofa.

“Race you!”

As he and John tore down the stairs, both slowed down by injury or gravity, he heard more laughter from the den, and the click of another photograph being taken.

[asteri-seirios]

I’m a puppet on a string

Tracy island, time-traveling diamond

Cutter-shaped heartaches

Come to find you, four in some velvet morning

Years too late

She’s a silver lining, lone ranger riding

Through an open space,

In my mind when she’s not right there beside me.

I go crazy cause here isn’t where I wanna be.

And satisfaction feels like a distant memory.

And I can’t help myself.

[les-sugaar]

Tracy island, time-traveling diamond

[ask-nerdynatemare]

"I'm a puppet on a string, tracy island, time-traveling diamond~" he came forward, desperately trying to sing that catchy song well; and enthusiastically waved hello to the siren. The mood was good, and Lid was gonna share the vibes with everyone.

Natemare watched with an amused grin. “Well, nice to see you in a good mood.” He commented with a light hum.

[mutantmorphingpotions]

I'm a puppet on a string Tracy island, time-traveling diamond Could a shaped heartaches Come to find ya fall in some velvet morning

[chrancecriber]

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Judith Erb - When The Sun Goes Down (Sea Session Mix) 10:10 Roberto Sol - Nube De Agua 10:06 Amour Fou - J'aime Comme Tu Rit (Original Mix) 10:06 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 10:00 Magic Waves - Remember 09:57 Willie Blake - Classical Gas 09:52 Riccardo Eberspacher - Freedom Feat. Glove 09:46 Green Lemon - Voz Interior (Meditation Mix) Feat. Magica Fe 09:46 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 09:40 Enrico Donner - Sensual Education 09:36 Luke Standing - The Hushed Love 09:29 Don Gorda Project - Serenidad 09:21 Dimitris Manasidis - Love You For Life - Bobby Deep Sunset Mix 09:17 Lounge Groove Avenue - Don't Be So Shy 09:09 Lorenzo - I Will Love You Forever 09:06 Frame By Frame - Out Of Norway 09:01 Venus In Motion - This Love 09:01 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 08:54 Miguel Migs - Breakin' It Down 08:50 Ganga - Golden Lightfalls (Feat. Sophie Tusnelda) 08:45 Mark Down - Right Control 08:40 Dalminjo - And She Said (Ex-girlfriend Mix) 08:35 Princess Of Lounge - We Found Love Feat. Dione (Wish You Were Here Mix) 08:30 Tim Angrave - Positivism 08:25 Sofa Groovers - I Feel Love 08:22 Five Seasons - Dreams Come True 08:17 Blank & Jones - (You're Gonna Look) Good In Blues (Feat. Mick Roach) 08:11 Jonas Kroon - Her Er Eg (Xerxes Remix) 08:07 Houie D. - Endlesslove 08:03 Therr Maitz - Found U (Riesso Remix) 08:02 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 07:58 Rhod - Crazy 07:54 Idenline - Carry Heart 07:50 Roberto Sol - My Nature (Midnight Lounge Mix) 07:43 Max Melvin - Slowburn 07:43 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 07:41 John Legend - Wanna Be Loved 07:36 Phontaine - Wellingtons 07:30 The Diventa Project - Bang Bang (Lazy Hammock Chillout Mix) 07:21 Airily - Harmonize (Spring Version) 07:14 Christos Fourkis - Butterflies Everywhere (Original Mix) 07:08 Ohmg & Bruno - On Your Skin 07:03 Mariella Narvaez - Play With Fire (Miami Chill Out Groove Mix) 07:00 Smoke City - Underwater Love 06:55 Alexandra Hampton - 90 West 06:51 Chris Coco - Summer Sun 06:44 Apollo 440 - Omega Point 06:44 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 06:40 Weathertunes - Take Me Away 06:35 Anam - Precious 06:31 Funky Juice Trio - Easy Come Easy Go (Into The Silence Mix) 06:28 Breakfast Trim - Dubai Sun 06:28 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 06:23 Polished Chrome - Beautiful 06:19 Peter Pearson - This Way To A Dream 06:14 Brandy Loungetta - Painted Red (Buddha Beach Bar Mix) 06:10 Smooth Deluxe - Zoe 06:05 Joanes South - The Reason 05:58 Max Melvin - My Hands 05:52 Vargo - Infinity (Original Mix) 05:48 Mario Basanov & Vidis Ft. Jazzu - I-'ll Be Gone (Extended Original Mix) 05:44 Counting Clouds - Morning Sun 05:40 Lemongrass - Lucky (Feat. Suzy Duffy) 05:35 Two Heroes - Leave Me 05:30 Velvet Dreamer - Last Kiss Of Summer (Tim Gelo Night Groove Remix) 05:26 Villablue - Leaving The Lights (Feat. Juanita Grande) 05:22 Papercut - Here I Am 05:17 My Island - Maledives Beach Lounge (Palm Garden Mix) 05:12 Citrus Jam - Hakan's Way (Jazzman Mix) 05:05 Cinematic - Noises (Dream Of You Mix) 04:59 Xemplify - Twenty11 (Original Mix) 04:51 Lamb - Trans Fatty Acid (K&d Session) 04:48 Counting Clouds - Daylight 04:48 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 04:43 Slo - Birds In The Cage 04:38 Kusuma Orchestra - A Glittering Mosaic 04:34 Yanni - Kill Me With Your Love 04:29 Bulb - Impossible (Original Mix) 04:23 Blue Wave - Diving Delights (Original Mix) 04:18 Bluebeat - Dans Le Soleil 04:15 Antennasia - Seren (Sour Mix) (Sour Mix) 04:10 Funky Brothers - Through His One - Original Mix 04:09 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 04:05 Michael E - Don't Stop 04:01 Waldeck - Midsummer Night Blues 03:55 The Dream Catchers - Flower Of Spring (Suntheca Lounge Mix) 03:51 Velvet Lounge Project - The Secret Of Your Heart (Anthony Island Remix) 03:46 Duo Varial Feat. Julie - Pretty Places 03:41 351 Lake Shore Drive - Seabeam 03:35 Shakedown - At Night (Afterlife Remix) 03:30 Cocogroove - Silent Fantasy (Fairytale Mix) 03:25 International Pony - Superyou 03:20 Cafe Americaine - L Amour 03:15 Ganga, Nikolaj Grandjean - Carry You Home 03:10 Bloomfield - France Calling 03:10 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 03:06 James Vincent Mcmorrow - We Don't Eat (Dinka Bootleg) 03:00 Vargo - Get Back To Serenity (Beach Mix) 02:55 Afterlife - Far Away Feat. Juanita Grande 02:49 Man In A Room - Something 02:45 Liquid Motion - Silent Running 02:40 Camelphat & Elderbook - Cola (Simon Mills Full Sugar Mix) 02:36 Marga Sol - Come & Love Me 02:31 Good Chillaz - Stoned Love (Jazzomatic Mix) 02:30 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 02:25 Andrea Caloni - Daddy Don't You (Original Mix) 02:21 Luis Hermandez - Thru The Night 02:19 Menik - El 02:14 Velvet Dreamer - French Kisses 02:14 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 02:09 Dmitry Aeolus & Natalie Gioia - I Hope (Original Slow Mix) 02:04 Xemplify - Naughty Secret 02:00 Coyote - Tanit-'s Groove 01:55 Citrus Jam Feat. Judith Erb - When The Sun Goes Down (Sea Session Mix) 01:54 Jingle - Radiosun.ro 01:49 Vargo - You're Not Alone 01:43 Bonobo - The Keeper 01:38 Mop Mop - Blue Soul 01:34 Naoki Kenji - Destination Earth 01:29 Afterlife - Dub In Ya Mind (Beachclub Mix) 01:23 Don Gorda Project - Warm Tones 01:18 Cafe Americaine - Magical Mambo (Latin Lounge Cut) 01:14 Surfers - Paradise Island 01:08 Fight The Feeling - Pnfa 01:05 Bimbotronic - Wherever You Go 01:00 Chris Le Blanc - Beyond The Sunsets (Ibiza Late Night Mix) Feat. Pat Lawson 00:56 Cantoma - Clear Coast (Feat. Brenda Ray) 00:49 Max Melvin - Earth Inside 00:44 Svendaq - Cosmic Sweeper 00:41 Weathertunes - Champs De Lavande 00:36 Hacienda - Be With Me 00:31 Velvet Dreamer - Chasing The Moment 00:27 V - Sta - Rainy Day Feat. Jody Purita (Original Mix) 00:22 Toby Ernest - Gonna Be Fine (Turbotito Ode To Keni Remix) 00:17 Emotional - So Free (Vocal Chill Mix) 00:11 Wen Feat. Misal - Call Me 00:07 Luis Hermandez - Soulwalking 00:02 Blue Six - Aquarian Angel

[chamaleonsoul]

IM A PUPPET ON A STRING TRACY ISLAND, TIME TRAVELING DIAMOND CUTTER-SHAPED HEARTACHES COME TO FIND YOU FOUR IN SOME VELVET MORNIN YEARS TOO LATE. SHES A SILVER LININ LONE RANGER RIDING THROUGH AN OPEN SPACE I MY MIND WHEN SHE'S NOT RIGHT THERE BESIDE ME

[iliveinadesertandabeach]

I'm a puppet on a string

Tracy Island, time-traveling

Diamond cutter-shaped heartaches

Come to find you four in some velvet morning

Years too late, she's a silver lining

Lone ranger riding through an open space

In my mind when she's not right there beside me

I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be

And satisfaction feels like a distant memory

And I can't help myself, all I

Wanna hear her say is "Are you mine?"

Well, are you mine?

Are you mine?

Are you mine? Woah, ah

[ubun-t-u]

Arctic Monkeys - R u mine

I'm a puppet on a string Tracy island, time-traveling diamond Could a shaped heartaches Come to find ya fall in some velvet morning

Years too late She's a silver lining lone ranger riding Through an open space In my mind when she's not right there beside me

I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be And satisfaction feels like a distant memory And I can't help myself All I wanna hear her say is are you mine?

Are you mine? Are you mine? Are you mine?

I guess what I'm trying to say is I need the deep end Keep imagining meeting, wished away entire lifetimes Unfair we're not somewhere misbehaving for days Great escape lost track of time and space She's a silver lining climbing on my desire

And I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be And satisfaction feels like a distant memory And I can't help myself All I wanna hear her say is are you mine?

Are you mine? Are you mine? Are you mine?

And the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways So in case I'm mistaken I just wanna hear you say you got me baby Are you mine?

She's a silver lining lone ranger riding through an open space In my mind when she's not right there beside me And I go crazy cause here isn't where I wanna be And satisfaction feels like a distant memory

And I can't help myself All I wanna hear her say is are you mine? Well are you mine? (are you mine tomorrow?) Are you mine? (or just mine tonight?) Are you mine? (are you mine tomorrow?) (Or just mine tonight?)