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broomballkraken · 6 months

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Title: Chicken Chaser

Fandom: Unicorn Overlord

Pairing(s): Auch/Rolf

Word count: 1928

Warnings: None

Summary: After turning himself into a chicken with no idea how to turn back, Auch runs off in a panic. Rolf gives chase, hoping to catch the distressed sorcerer before he ends up as the main course of tonight’s dinner.

“Auch, wait! That’s where Chloe is preparing dinner!”

Rolf’s shout of warning fell on deaf ears as Auch, stuck in chicken form, shot off in a panic, and the young hunter cursed under his breath as he quickly gave chase. This was certainly a first for him, chasing after his ‘prey’ in order to save it from slaughter. He certainly didn’t want their resident sorcerer to end up on the chopping block, even if he had been acting like a prick before turning himself into a chicken.

Ignoring the confused shouts of his fellow Liberation members as he sprinted by them, Rolf reached the kitchens, his face going pale when he heard Auch let out a loud series of bawks. Rolf made haste and rushed inside, finding the chicken-sorcerer pinned to the table by Chloe, who had a rather large meat cleaver raised over her head.

“Chloe, wait!”

Without a second thought, Rolf launched himself onto the table, arms outstretched, and he snatched up the squawking Auch. Chloe brought down the cleaver a second later, the blade coming just shy of slicing the tip of Rolf’s nose clean off.

“What the hell, Rolf!?!” Chloe screeched as she jumped backwards and her arms shot straight up, sending the cleaver flying behind her and clattering to the floor. Rolf stood up, shaking his head as he tried to catch his breath while keeping a firm hold on the struggling Auch in his arms.

“Auch…This chicken…is Auch…” Rolf gasped, and he hugged the distressed sorcerer tighter to his chest when he felt him start trembling violently. He ran his hands gently over his feathers and whispered, “It’s okay. You’re alright, Auch.”

That seemed to settle him down a bit, and Auch let out a weak cluck and buried his head into the crook of Rolf’s elbow as he explained the situation to a perplexed Chloe.

“Ah! I’m so sorry, Auch!” Chloe lifted a hesitant hand, before gently brushing it over his feathers. “But…wow, you really did turn yourself into a chicken! That’s some awesome magic!”

Auch pulled his head away from Rolf and let out a bawk as his feathers puffed up. Rolf rolled his eyes; he could practically feel the smugness radiating off of him. Letting out a tired sigh, Rolf shook his head as he turned back to Chloe.

“Do you know where Yahna is? She might know how to change him back.”

“Yeah, I think she said something about meditating by the lake.”

“Thanks. C’mon then.” Rolf tucked Auch under his arm and made to leave, casting a glance over his shoulder when he heard Chloe giggle.

“See you later, Chicken Chaser!” she said, winking as she gave him a small wave before walking over to retrieve her fallen cleaver.

“...That nickname better not leave this kitchen,” Rolf grumbled, dragging his free hand down his face as he left the room, and Chloe’s laughter, behind.

“Alright, let’s find Yahna and get you out of this mess,” Rolf said to Auch, who clucked in response and pecked at his arm.

“Ugh, knock it off!” Rolf’s eyes narrowed as he tried his best to fend off Auch’s assault while also keeping a firm grip on him, and he quickened his pace. “She’s the only one that can help you, so you’ll just have to deal with her scolding or teasing or whatever you’ve got coming.”

Auch’s pecking continued, to Rolf’s incredible annoyance, but luckily for him it didn’t take long to find the elder witch, and Rolf was quick to explain the situation to her.

“Oh Auch, you silly boy,” Yahna said, letting out a deep sigh as she placed a hand on her hip, “If you wanted to learn about shape-shifting, you should have come to me in the first place. You would never have gotten into this mess with my expert guidance.”

Despite his animated protesting on the way here, Auch deflated in Rolf’s arms at her scolding, and Rolf almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

“Can you change him back?”

Yahna tapped the end of her staff on the ground and nodded. “Of course I can. Hold him still, Rolf. This will only hurt a little bit.”

Auch bawked vehemently at that, and Rolf had to concentrate to keep hold of him as he struggled and puffed out his feathers. Yahna let out a rather dark chuckle that made the hairs on the back of Rolf’s neck stand on end, before lifting her staff and muttering under her breath.

Suddenly, the chicken in Rolf’s arms was replaced by Auch. The former was not prepared for the weight difference, and they both were sent to the ground in a heap. Rolf landed on his back in a daze, and the wind was knocked out of him when Auch fell on top of him.

Rolf gripped Auch’s upper arms to steady the disoriented sorcerer, whose head lobbed forward, giving Rolf an up-close-and-personal view of his striking hazel eyes. Auch’s breaths were short and shallow, and Rolf felt the warmth of each one against his cheeks, which made his eyes go wide and heart start to inexplicably race.

Auch’s face was close…very close…way too close.

“Get off me-” Rolf started as he pushed against Auch’s arms, but he was cut off when he was hit in the face by the feathers that the sorcerer started coughing up. He blinked as Auch finally rolled off of him and ended up kneeling on the ground as more feathers spewed from his mouth.

“Oh dear, you really managed to miscast this spell,” Yahna said, shaking her head as she tapped her staff against the back of Auch’s head a few times, “I don’t think I’ve seen this particular side effect before.”

“You can fix it though, right?” Rolf asked, and Yahna barked out a laugh.

“Oh, of course I can…as long as he promises to come to me next time before trying out a new shape-shifting spell.” Yahna poked Auch’s back this time, and he groaned as he coughed up a few more feathers.

“How…degrading…” he managed to squeak out, and Rolf ran a hand through his hair and shrugged.

“Well, I need to go help Chloe with dinner. Good luck.”

Rolf paused when he turned to leave, and he decided to give Auch a gentle pat on the back before he left the bizarre spectacle behind, and he couldn’t help but wonder if this was some really messed up dream that he was having.

Dinner came and went, with Auch’s shape-shifting debacle being the hot topic of conversation, and when the sun had set and most of the other Liberation members had retired for the night, Rolf found himself enjoying some peace and quiet alone by one of the campfires.

“Ah, hello Rolf.”

Raising an eyebrow, Rolf looked up to find Auch standing across the fire, his gaze locked at the ground as he shifted back and forth on his feet. Rolf was glad to see that he was back to normal, but he was curious as to why he was here.

“Evening, Auch. Did Yahna manage to fix you up?”

“Yes…but I fear that I will never recover from the scolding that she gave me afterwards.” Auch visibly shuddered, causing Rolf to chuckle, and his gaze wandered to the log that Rolf sat on. “May I…join you?”

“Sure.”

Auch took a seat and they sat together in silence. Rolf cast a sidelong glance at him; the sorcerer had his elbows propped up on his thighs and his chin was resting in his hands as he stared at the dancing flames with a dejected look in his eyes. His shoulders were slumped, and he let out a deep sigh every so often, causing Rolf’s brow to furrow with confusion.

Rolf didn’t get Auch. One minute, he would be turning up his nose at someone suggesting that he do something that was beneath someone of his skill, only to turn around and berate himself in the next breath for being a failure and not living up to his mother’s expectations. Right now, he was acting like a wet dog without a bone, which made Rolf want to come up with a way to get Auch to pull that stick out of his ass. Maybe Mordon could help him get his hands on some strong liquor when they reached the next town…

“Um, Rolf?”

“Hm?”

Auch lifted a hand to his face and cleared his throat, and Rolf swore that he saw a light blush settle upon his cheeks. “I wanted to thank you for saving my life…and I also wanted to apologize for insulting you earlier. I took my frustration at my own inadequacy out on you, and that was unfair of me.”

Rolf’s lips set into a line as he poked at the fire; there was that piss-annoying self-loathing of his again. He resisted the urge to tell Auch off, as he did appreciate this completely unexpected apology.

“It’s fine, and you don’t need to thank me, really. I wasn’t going to just leave you like that.”

Glancing back at Auch, Rolf was given pause at the intensity of his gaze. His eyes narrowed when Auch let out a frustrated sigh and wrapped his arms around himself.

“I mean it, Rolf. If you hadn’t been there, I would have ended up on the dinner table tonight. This whole ordeal would not have happened if I could only live up to my mother’s expectations-”

Rolf couldn’t hold his tongue this time, and he cut him off sharply. “Auch, you’ve gotta cut that self-deprecating shit out.” He paused and watched as Auch’s mouth slowly closed while his gaze drifted to the ground.

“I wasn’t bullshitting when I said that you’re an accomplished sorcerer, and I really wish that you could see what I do when I look at you.”

“Rolf…” Auch’s voice was soft, and he hummed with contemplation before standing up and turning to leave. Rolf rolled his eyes and huffed as he poked at the fire, but he froze when Auch continued speaking:

“I…almost believe it when you say it, so…maybe someday your wish will come true.” Auch glanced over his shoulder, and Rolf’s eyes went wide when the sorcerer gifted him with one hell of a smile.

“Goodnight, Rolf.”

“G-G’night…” Rolf barely managed to push the words out past the lump that had formed in his throat, and he stared at the spot where Auch disappeared into the darkness, long after he had left the light of the campfire behind.

What…the hell was that about? Rolf pursed his lips as a weird pit formed deep in his gut. That smile…he didn’t think he had ever seen Auch smile like that at anyone before, and it was something else. The way that his eyes lit up as bright as his beautiful blond hair, and the genuine happiness that was displayed plain as day on his face made him look quite handsome-

Rolf cringed, the direction of his thoughts making him physically recoil, and he was sent toppling backwards off of the log and onto his back. His brow furrowed as he stared up at the star-filled sky, trying to focus on how beautiful it was and nothing else. Alas, it was all in vain, for one thing and one thing alone was at the forefront of his mind: that prickly sorcerer’s damn beautiful smile, and that caused a not-so-subtle warmth to blossom within Rolf’s chest.

“Oh hell no…”

#unicorn overlord #auch unicorn overlord #rolf unicorn overlord #auch x rolf #fanfiction #jade writes fanfiction

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lulubui · 1 year

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Miraculous Viet Nam: The final sage warrior

Miraculous Ladybug Movie Idea:

[Open draft - head-canon in Scarabee and Kitty Claw universe]

There'll be Vietnamese to spice things up. I'm giving Kim some Vietnamese dialogue since his origin is there, so it's a win-win

There's a reason why I use this Au since Ox!Kim has it very far similarity to water buffalo. Viet Nam have water buffalo as it symbolized (not confirmed yet) but I think Ox may go well with the Akuma here.

The main perspective that will surround this (vital role character) is:

Alix/Scarabee

Chloe/Kitty Claww

Marinette/Draconia

Fei/Ladydragon

Kim/Nha vua Bullock

Kagami/ Muse Musami

Special mentioned: Alim, Jalil/Lapin du Temps, Luka/ Adrien and Nathaniel/ Marc.

The mentioned miraculous: 12 animal zodiac sign.

rat ox

tiger

rabbit = cat*

dragon

snake

horse

goat

monkey

rooster

dog

pig

(*) (Vietnam uses familiar animals in their daily life so cat is the symbolized animal replacing rabbit)

Part 1: The Journey.

This takes place in the middle of 1 year after Miraculous World ShangHai, read the my post movie script for the extra epilogue.

Kim wanting to visit his 1'st father's family bloodline/root. That when his 2'nd father offers a trip return to Vietnam (headcanoning that his second dad is a rich,bulky Parisian). Mr. Ature offered some friends of him going on a trip as he chose Marinette, Marinette asked Kagami.

For some specific reasons, Tomoe agreed on letting Kagami go there WITH her.

Three of them went to Viet Nam alone as they politely inform Scarabee as their heroes ego (separately) and following similar events like the event of ShangHai, they all received an alarms doll that activated due to Akuma attacks.

Nathaniel, Marc, Adrien and Luka are the middle team, they will assist when Scarabee calls out, since Alix and Chloe are ALSO going to Viet Nam but different cities. Nathaniel and Marc will control the Paris team when they left.

[It's divided like this.

-Nathaniel, Marc, Adrien, Luka will be at Paris.

+Adrien/ Stallion Star learn a new upgrade as he can open a portal connecting two destinations into one. That means he can help Scarabee/ Kitty Claw go to the other heroes destination without Stallion appearance. "Vortext"

+Marcel Gibbon later on learns about Sun Wukong Legends as he is able to not only make uproar but also acquires the 72 Earthly Transformations

[Explain shortly about the 72 Earthly Transformations: Basically a transformation that can turn him into another human, animal or object. It's a special concept of a kwami.]

+Nathaniel will be able to upgrade his fox power and turn into a 9-tails fox which granted him the ability to mind control/hypnosis and dream control.

+Luka also unlocked new rooster power. Not by giving himself sub-power but also giving the clucking sound...well, it seems a worst name to be called but when he used that ability, it's eliminated the hypnosis effect, sleeping effect in all conditions without exceptional.]

The France's protection team are out of the way, now to the others journey heroes.

[ Heroes --> Destination.

Alix/ Chloe --> Ha Noi, Viet Nam. They went for a visit of ancient architectural display. In which they found out it something related to the connection between VietNam and China and the magical systems.

Kim/ Marinette/ Kagami --> Ho Chi Minh City --> Tay Ninh]

"So, anyone wanted some sugarcane juice?"

Kim asked as he pointed at the mini stalled where a young lady was crushing down some sugarcane, the groups looked awestruck at the city scenery as well as the friendly atmosphere.

"Wait, what are the currency do they use here?"

Marinette asked, she was about to pull out some euro as she realized the money here looked different. Kagami observing the girl as she stated.

"As far as I know is Dong, 1 euro equals to approximately 25,000 to 26,000 (thousand) Dong. My mother already gave me some of the cash while we transferred here."

"Woah there, some knowledge before we settle down here eh? Why don't we shake things up a bit? Chú ơi, cho con chén hột vịt lộn"

[Translated: Mister! Can I have a bowl of Baluts?"

And, the girls were traumatized by the bowl of cooked duck embryo. Kim delightfully swallowed down them deliciously while they refused to eat them.

"Come on, we've to travel two hours more to visit my nephew."

"Your have nephew?!"

Marinette, Kagami unison asked.

On the North of the S-shaping country, at the city with its well known nickname "the Mistress Parasian of the east" - "Tiểu Paris Phương Đông", Alix and Chloe was having a date holding their hands and participated in a new historical architecture museum.

What shocked the two girls is that 4/5 of the section all contain symbols of the Kwamis, as well as the potraits showing an emblem of the Renlings "King". Alix quickly messaged to Marinette, who contacted Fei immediately.

"What are you doing Buggy girl?"

"The symbol Goldie, don't it ring the bell?"

She noticed it resembled the former miraculous box, as she hugged Alix tightly.

"That's right cuddly bear!! Should we inform the adults ?"

"Not yet, Jalil may notice it too, since he kept giving me side eyes on random moments. For now let's contact both Marinette and Fei."

The message quickly arrives to the girls, Fei asked for permission from Wang as she rushed to the baker girl's location instead.

Before her arrivals, the group already settled down at an urban area of Tay Ninh where there isn't much different from Ho Chi Minh city

[My fan-non things for Kim is that his first father married his mother, who has her first name is Lê and that his 1st father followed the family name bloodline. Until they got divorced, his 1st father stayed with his 2nd father Ature and that's where he got separated by his mother.

He lives with two of his fathers.]

There's a reason for Mr.Ature willing to give Kim and Mr. Lê a visit to their home town.

Before the divorce happened, Kim used to live with nephews that his relatives sent to "shaping them up".

What he remembered is they have a stubborn, reckless, cocky and arrogant personality and a girlish version of himself, yet they are a " boy".

Soon, Marinette found a local guide as they were transferred to a suburban area. Which something unnerve Kagami sensation.

"Something isn't right Marinette."

"What's wrong Kagami?"

As they soon going to their final destination, Kim mentioned a key word, revealing the local guild Identity.

"Mùi hoa sen có vẻ đẹp dịu kì."

"Lotus have it's own beauty."

That snapped the guild, who been reveal to be Kim's nephews

"Kim?"

"Anh?"

"..Oh?!"

"OH!?!!...!"

To explained the situation out, shortly, the boy introduced. His name was Lê Quang Anh, and he's a distance relatived to Kim. He's older than them by 2 years but still shorter than them.

Shockingly, Kim former home still as new as before yet Anh doesn't live there, what is more astonished them is Tomoe there, having a friendly engagement between Kim's ex-mother and Kagami's mother.

Friendly Note: Anh hated both side of her family, hated her own bloodline, her true parent was the real reason why Anh move to live with Kim since they wanted a perfect BOY. Living with Kim's mother is under more pressure then ever so he skipped school, become reckless, and left the home when Kim move to France.

Anh appearance: 4'9, always wearing a cap/ non la to cover his hair, wearing a plain old shirt and short.

The moment Kagami felt sympathy for her, they both became loathe, as for the reason of engagement is for Kagami and Anh to become married in the future, which Marintte denied, Kagami disagreed, Anh wanted to vomited. Kim confused at the situation as both of his fathers began to argue with Ms. Lê about the teenage married and Law.

Marinette comforts the girl, while Anh hides away and sneaks out.

BACK AT HA NOI

When they are at the ceremony which was held by one of the famous 1 out of 100 the Lê dynasty. This one is one of the kind, while they giving a speech with Gabriel Agreste, who Alix suprising that he's here.

Jalil question the girls, they being suspicious about this whole issues as their kwagamata shines one more when going to the broken pieces of an ancient Fountain.

However instead of transforming, if the hero plushy being ringed up and call out, stellaBee and VisionClaw will fly to the south of the country.

RETURN TO TAY NINH

The group soon noticed the lack presence of Anh as realized he been hide out, Fei also land on her destination as find Marinette (Which she still in her Bird form), Kim suggested go into the main village since it crowded with people there.

They arrived at the local village as Fei getting Deja Vu, seeing a small figure slippingly stealing people stuff, Kim called out the unfamiliar boy yet Fei hesitated at the figure, soon they find out the it was Anh who diguise as a child, however what he's doing is use fire agaisnt fire.

A lady appoarch the nearby police station asked for a purse as Anh give out to her, which the group remember that he been stealing it from a sketchy man.

"Gosh, I must misunderstand you."

"Sorry about the confront earlier."

"My apologies on the carelessness of my word."

" Don't mind about it. Return back at the mansion, r-i-g-h-t n-o-w!!"

Fei stayed silent, observing the boy figure movement, she noticed the lack of deep vocal and fluency in his sentences, the renlings that surround her realm also sensing a new Prodigus roaming around her.

Before Kim could ask Anh to return, the boy bolted away in a flash, making them awestruck at the high speed, which Kagami noticed something wrong with his human physical. Fei dashes after the boy figure as she's the only person that can catch up on her.

Following the trace, she found herself deep into the suburban area, where no human presence can be sight, but a massive, wide shrine (?) / orphanage can be seen.

[MỘNG TRỤ CỘT/ THIÊN SỨ KẾT]

[DREAM PILLARS/ ANGELIC KIN]

Anh swiftly opened the gate and went into the place as Fei also went in there, soon Mei Shi fly out, causing Fei to caught off guard while Anh also noticed their presence.

"WHO'S THERE!?"

He tried to land a kick but got stopped by Fei, she recognized the martial art style and question, only for Anh to mockingly say.

"What're you gonna say about it kung-fu prodigy? What? "Your kick is so slow and weak I barely don't even need to fight a person like you" or trying to point out my mistake. Beat it and go away FEI"

Anh using his mocking tone to make Fei leave, but she didn't. The group was still finding them as Fei know Anh have something hidden in this strange, abandonded place, she immediately point out to get him surrounded.

"You aren't a boy are you?"

Anh stayed silent, staring the hell out of the girl soul as he hissed out.

"Now I understand what's your name really mean Fei Wu. It's mean garbage (废物) not fly ( 飛). Don't even mentioned those word infront of me."

Fei bewildered by his statement but stayed calm, Mei Shi been hold back inside her pocket as it wanted to say something. She percieve to spotted beneath Anh's shirt glowing some sort of light as it about to burst out.

Kagami slammed the door open, revealing themselves as the light disappear, to much Fei disappointed since she already into fighting stance.

"So cool, you own this place Anh!!?"

Kim amazed by the shrine Anh live in, which were wide enough for a large clan to live in, it divided to 4 section/ area. A main building for the owner to sleep, eat or done their routine; a spacious backyard with herbal plants, trees and flowers; a enormous resident that have beds for guests (?) from small to big and place to do daily Personal hygiene; and finally a front yard with a Ying- Yang circle being draw on the ground.

Kim and Marinette like this place due to it peacefulness, Kagami like it due to the inner energy that surrounded while Fei doesn't care about the backgrounded of the place as she stared the boy figure who smashing some herbal plans, thinking about the light earlier.

Some drama, tea conversation, exposing Anh bad personalities as he've been doing bad things with good purposed for people in his area, since robbery and starvation still happend due to goverment low policy and jobs so alot of victim having a bad goal to be active.

Most of the times, he'd just give a short-term answer and turn silent, not extended any more details while mixing some herbal stuff. Kim worried about Anh's different attitude rather than the sweet and innocent one in the past

Hawky time! His goal to revive one of the statues (remember Feast? yeah this is something like that but different) that empowered a large amount of dark energy, in which remsemble a toad like thingy, not to mentioned, it amoktized thing is a venomous snake which turn citizen to minion.

HardenBee and ImmuneClaw appearance! (Immune to posion and thing similar to that) While swipping through the catastrophe in the north of Viet Nam to distract the heroes if they were there, what a surprised.

Hawkmoth began his plan as he able to manipulated one of the people related to the Orphanage where Anh live, Nguyễn Nhật Tông been force to work under Gabriel command as he been believed that the person who own the shrine should be him not some bratty kid that the couples take as their descentdant.

Tông came and confront Anh, to the boy surpised at the offer from the man that he wanted to buy the place. In the end he denided.

More reveals about the former of the shrine/Orphanage which is the couple that Fei met, Trung and Thu. They adopted and raised hundreds of children and pass down the legacy place to Anh with some secret that they taught him

Tông force her into contract since kid can't do anything but Fei and the group protect him. Anh accused as he turning 18 next week and having a high connected to the couple contract.

Before the man attack him with a knife, a shiny light burst to the room, a large, black tiger with white stripe roaring at the man. Fei look awestruck with Marinette as they knew what make that happend. Kagami and Kim pulled them to hide as Marinette and Fei hide away to turn into Draconia and Ladydragon.

Unfortunate for the tiger, after 10 minutes of struggling with Tong, it been return to Anh as the man threw him like a shack, slamming into the wall.

Draconia parry the attack as LadyDragon launched Tông out of the place.

Kim waited for the girls return as Kagami called out for the two main heroine. But HardenBee and ImmuneClaw was too busy fighting the chaos with Lapin in Ha Noi so Hawk Moth become more wild in his move.

He akumatized Tông into "Kẻ được chọn" / The chosen one

His ability is absolute wild as he violently gone crazy, destroyed the three main cities, Hà Nội, Đà Nãng and thành phố Hồ Chí Minh. The moment Anh regain himself and revealing the Vietnamese prodigious, Fei/ Ladydragon surprised before the boy getting brutual pin, thrust by a powerful energy as fling across buildings, coughing out blood.

"TCO" then entangled the two dragons heroine and smash them on the ground, a strange energy outburst, dragging the villains attentions as they got carried away.

[The Vietnamese Prodigious: 4 main symbolized resemble North, East, West, South - Phoneix, Unicorn (not the horse with horn one), Turtle/tortoise and another DRAGON! Another specialty that can sense other Prodigious and turn into the 12 zodiac sighed]

That affected the mission of HardenBee and ImmuneClaw so they called out the Parisain team to assist. That's where Stallion, Vlad, Gibbion and Arman gone and dealt with the statue.

Back at the team spotted, since it was an emergency as Ladydragon and Draconia were being outpowered by the deity like villain. His attack can destroy the whole cycle of life and restore it. It's like a god itself but in an outrageous stat that cannot be stop, while to focus on dealing with Nhà vua bullock, Mamushi, Scarabee and Kitty Claw.

Fei and Marinette return to their normal state, find out each other identity but went and find the boy first. Anh was in a terrible health condition as his cap burn down, revealing a long sily hair fell down.

"You're a girl"

Fei said while Marinette are out of her mind as the girl groaned, but further more, she then turn into a black horse as dashed away in that dreadful state. Fei hurry chased her with her horse form as Marinette retrasnform into Draconia and used lightning to catch up on them.

The shrine now being torn down by the attack, Anh become depressed at the issues as having her traumatized past haunting her.

That included Abuse, Sexism, stress and family isues.

Shortcut Lê Quang Anh past: Sexism. Her parents want a boy not a girl, they give birth to a child which they didn't know it gender. To much disappointed that it's a girl, they all wishes they not give birth to her, her mother only see her as a boy, wanting her to be aboy so they send her to the Kim's family, brought her to the south for study session and more.

Anh always skip school, hide away from the resident to visited the Pagoda, which Trung and Thu taught her many advance things. Soon they realized Anh have asthma, depression, stress and OCD which she cannot kept her mental stable when doing yoga, easily lots focus.

When they pass down the Prodigious and reveals "The Hallowed Spirit Domain" as explainning about the world hidden magical system. Kwami, Renlings, God, Deity and the miraculous, Anh become desperated to wield perfectly her country Prodigious power, in which failling to kept her transform more then 10 minutes and unable to become the 4 Legends Warrior.

In the terrible health from, she return tiredly return to "The Hallowed Spirit Domain" in which cried out to her master, telling them that she failed the mission.

"I fail..Why do I even live until now if I cannot become what people wanted? If all life form are equals, why can't I be like Ladydragon"

[Anh have a crush on Ladydragon which she didn't know the hero that she like is the person that she hated]

The Domain similar to an underground cave, a small path lead to the center with statue that hold the neclace, the two side were covered in water with Lotus floating around it. Anh laid down, fatigue as looking beaten up, wished that everything was end in here.

It's hard for her to face something that live in the past, she wanted to live in the modern day, without any old fashioned thought eliminated life-form and approved the existence of every human beings.

She been treated poorly before meeting her master and never have she felt love before.

"Anh!"

A voice echoed through the domain, Anh groaned again, remember she forgot to close the door into this place, Fei was able to go in but Draconia wasn't.

"What you want? Laugh at my face for being a poor Prodigious user not like the superior LadyDragon out there? I'm ready for you to throw me down on the lake, I've nothing left"

"No you aren't, you coming with me...did you just praise Ladydragon?"

"Well now she knew the Vietnamese "good" Prodigious is a failure girl that been disguise as a boy for her entire life and now being exposed to you, I'm surprised that you were able to guess my gender in the first meeting."

Fei doesn't say anything as she walks up, sits next to the Anh who defeated on the ground. The girl's hair was wet with sweat and blood.

"I know that our interaction for the first time isn't surely the best due to your arrogantness and cocky attitude, but my prodigious said that you're a pure soul that has just been...broken, just like me before."

"haha nice try....wait, your prodigious?"

Fei moved her hand to remove the strain hair on the girl's face, who blushed and confusing at the same time.

"Now we know each other's identity, it's a draw now. By the way, not that I realized your vocal isn't as deep as a 18 years old teenager, i see you wearing female underwear while changing."

"Pervert"

"Thief"

They became quiet, Anh doesn't know how to react when her hero crush was the person she treated poorly before, not until the moonlight begin to shine through a crack, into the domain, a spark appear, burst into the room causing the two gasp in awe. Not until it fly out of the room in a sonic move, Anh and Fei both heal their body miraculously.

Outside, “TCO” was overpowered the heroes due to Hawkmoth achieving a secret power techniques, however, before he could victoriously knock out, a white light join into the battle, knocking out the villain just in a blink of an eye, everyone felt a massive scary pressure that triggering their soul.

Scarabee and Kitty Claw miraculous flash quickly, just like something absorbing all of their energy.

The others aren’t immune to it as immediately de-transform, but able to hide away quickly to keep their identity hidden, Kim having the Ox’s miraculous able to withstand for 10 minutes before seeing a white spritual creature floating down.

It’s appearance look uncanny, having three straight black eyes, emotionless, traumatized anyone soul if they have a weak mental state. It brutal attack knocking out the villain as the butterfly fly out, but soon shattered down.

Before could do anything else, KC grabbed SC as they soon both destransform.

Tikki and Plagg looking weak, as if something pressuring them.

The white spirit then ask Kim to take it to the Domain.

Reunited! Fei and Anh also sense an intense surge.

Null scanning those two, before snapping it paw, transferring Kim outside.

Anh wanted to cried out, seeing a force that she have never sense before, all the lotus in the domain are withering away, Fei put her hand infront of the girl, trying to protected her. Mei Shi then come out, greeted.

“If something is end, it’ll only just the beginning. Life consist both Live and Death, anything that is Zero will be all real, nothing is finished and it will be reborn once again. Nice to meet the god itself, Null”

The spirit doesn’t react but suddenly blurbs, it’s power was enough to crack the wall predictably but also magically revive all the lotus, as it zoom through the three and touching it paw to the ancient shrub, a magnificent aura covers all the earth in a flash. Null, the spirit through Mei Shi words now became mix, it’s mood swing to another different one.

“WOah! So this is what “EARTH!” is, such an amazing knowledge filled place to study!! WAit I Already know everything! BORING!”

The spirit now is in Dark Red, Shining Gold and glittery silver a weird mixture of color as Anh was fully clinging onto Fei back with a heart attack. The shape// of the animal also embody some sort of identical things, similar to Mei SHi

“If this is my punishment for being poorly treated on you, I’m sorry, i’m a terrible person.”

“Quick it Anh, we know that it isn’t 100% your fault until returning to that topic. Mei Shi, explain please?”

Fei reassured the girl safe as looking at the strange, reckless spirit flew around the domain.

“Since we don’t have any grimoire here, let me explain quickly with human modern stuff. The universe extended in a rapid way that living entities like us cannot feel, each of the creations of the universe appears a Null, which it isn’t Tikki who made him, but the archverse is. Null like human USB, if it contacts any ancient magical artifacts, the energy will absorb and store into it core, like how the USB has its storage level, but Null it restricts to only an area that the energy limit, for example, this Null restricts inside the VietNam Domain and it only has the knowledge of history, life and anything only about VietNam.”

Fei dumbfounded at the explanation but Anh understands the whole context, “Null” giving her a praise as revealing that they also stored the memories of the two couples, who are the vigilante Prodigious Master.

Trung is a researcher on soul, spirit kind, that included Kwami, Prodigious and others essential being and also mastered the techniques to use, protect and control over their enhanced vitality.

Thu didn’t embody any of the power that Trung has, but she’s a herbalist and eminent artist who illustrates symbol of the archverse. She also good at martial art, sign languages and human antonamy study.

These two have a strong connection with all of the guardian temple, where the miracle box stored. However, “Null” state out that they wouldn’t be belonging to the human race anymore which shocked the two.

Some more “Null” explanation about it duty to help Anh as a tutor and about how she and Fei could become the Vigorous Dragon Duo, with a embarassed Anh and a Lesbian Fei, who couldn’t agree more to co-op with her.

Anh decided to name the creature a proper one since it embody Vietnam cultural core, XianXian (显现). As she and Fei solves the miscommunication, Fei ruffel Anh’s head in joy,, the heroes finally be able to get inside the cave, Kim worried the hell out of Anh, all of them seems to be in heavily injuried. Scarabee, the leader was the one who question.

“Romace, family reunion, or whatever not in the topic but aside. ANH, A FULL EXPLAINED.”

Anh felt a spine chilling wave, knewing that the ladybug hero is the leader of them all, she hestitately open her mouth. In the end, Meishi, XianXian and Fei the one who end up justify the problem to everyone.

Scarabee contact the group from the northern as they all seem to be fine, she disappointed that her date got corrupted by some random 18 years old kid and that BITCHYMOTH

“ I swear if I can lucky charm a gun, he’s DEAD”

As everyone checing up on each other, some of them admired the beauty of the domain, to which light from the night moon shine through the cracks and into the area.

Guess, what? Hawkmoth return with Tông, who’s now ready for round 2 of the battle, this time, Tông accused Anh’s murdered the family as also the reason why no one return to the Orphan, seeing their supervisors again. That’s a switch, turning Anh emotion down as it the only reason to traumatized her.

Anh got traumatized, remembering the last day she saw the couple, she was at the scene with blood all over her body, something that unpleasant for Anh to reminded with or ring a bell.

It’s like a bomb ticking as Anh felt stress up, KDC being reakumatized but this time with red version, that led to Scarabee realizing that Catalys is also here.

“Everyone careful, this isn’t a normal battle like before!!!”

All the hero on action to fight KDC, yet forgetting to pay attention to Anh who have a panic attack, a velvet butterfly ending up entered Anh necklace as Hawkmoth finally be able to took over the Vietnamese Prodigious.

Kitty Claw and Fei the only one who sight the issues as Fei begging Anh to fight back.

“Anh please! Listen to me and fight back at the villain. You won’t be alone again!!!”

A string of force violently pulling the girl sinking down to the lake of darkness, tangled in depression and lost. That the main reason why Anh never be able to use the 4 Legends, she been blaming herself everything and never get the right recognition.

Kitty Claw tell Scarabee who dealing with KDC now return the focused on the two Prodigious, shocked. Using the last resort, Fei kiss Anh in order to dragged the girl soul out of the darkness.

It’s actually work, XianXian landing on Anh’s head, comment calmly.

“Although the two Mastered aren’t here, but I could be seen as their reincarnated. I’d be proud to see the developement that you made through years Anh. My existence to this place is upon your wishes of gainning your true self. Even if no one is looking at you the way you wanted, there’s a person that will always accepted who you are. That’s yourself”

Fei release the kiss, who now with a calmer Anh, the butterfly mask still on with Hawkmoth trying his best to break through the soul, a small flash went through Anh’s eyes as spark of hope fire up once again. Scarabee use her lucky charm and got a handcuff, for some reason it not the exact things she wanted, but the moment she throw to BitchyMoth, his arm got wrap in and lock with an upper pole, Kitty Claw jump and trying to use her Tornado Cataclysm but fail as KDC slammed her back to the wall, much to Scarabee mental pain.

Anh not only breaking free from the akuma but also evolve the Prodigious as changing the theme. The old Tortoise turn into a giant mythical crane, and the Unicorn change into a lion cub (con nghê). Phoenix and Dragon still in the same way but having their symbolized change.

Unfortunaely, Anh lost her old concious as her fiercy spirit taking control over her body, turning into a mighty black and white dragon, she overpowered KDC easily but couldn’t take down it.

Switching between a wide variety of black and white 12 zodiac signs, Anh’s only able to keep down the damage as Fei assisting her as Ladydragon.

The akuma soon been defeated, they gang up on Hawkmoth as he then summoned a surprised Senti monster (he hidden the feather inside his staff)

Anh still passed out as most of her action was automatic (fight by intuition and her six sense), when the feather entered her charm and created a powerful god-like figure, they soon wrecked the place and blasted BitchMoth back to France.

Yet, Scarabee need to find out how to destroyed the charm and calm the Yin-Yang dragon down. She summon another Lucky Charm which surprisingly make severals item. (bar of soap ,metal chain ,giant carpet)

“Everyone, attention!”

Scarabee then yell, grabbing all the occupied heroes and told them the plans while LadyDragon try to hold down Anh’s Dragon. As the France’s Hero team leader command, Draconia fly toward them as wind dragon and cloaking the raging one with melting soap, she then give LadyDragon the chain as both of them restrained her back.

Other assist the two leaders by holding back the Senti-God which wipe all of them away. In literally.

Kitty Claw then used a massive move destruction, sending a powerful wave of Cataclysm toward the Dragon’s group as it cracked the Amok charm, Fei necklace, Marinette choker.

Scarabee quickly cast the Miraculous bringing the heroes back. However she still keep the carpet as all of them spread it, the charm return Anh to normal as the girl fall down onto the carpet with the two Dragon quickly transform and help her.

@a-chlolix-blog This is gonna be two parts long, the storyline might be a bit cringe but would you mind leaving a judgment or comment?

#mlb fanfic #miraculous ladybug #au #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #fanfic #alternative #mlb fandom

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lorelailewis · 10 months

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who: @cricketcampbell

where: their apartment

If Lorelai had one happy memory from her childhood, it was helping her family decorate their home for Christmas—twinkling lights, glittering baubles, colourful reams of tinsel, metallic decorations hanging from ceilings and doorways, the front porch littered with an assortment of tiny snow covered houses and felt Christmas gonks.

It was the one thing her family were able to enjoy together—even when choosing who would place the star on top of the tree always lead to hair pulling and a kick to the knees between Lorelai and Lucky. Lemie and Lee always seemed happy enough to let the youngest two fight it out.

Now that she had left the nest and no longer had Lucky to compete with over placing the star on top of the tree, only one person stood between Lorelai and winning the Christmas light competition—Chloe.

Her roommate who was put on this earth to torment her.

“She’s being unreasonable!” Lorelai huffed, pitching her voice high enough so that her stubborn roommate would still hear her over the muffled sound of Katy Perry’s Harleys in Hawaii blaring from her room. “You need to convince her that we need more lights.” Lorelai demanded, clucking her tongue expectantly at Crickett. “If we don’t win this competition because of her then I’m going to use this tinsel to straight up strangle her in her sleep.”

#threads #threads: crickett campbell #aurorabay.christmas

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most-hated-blorbo-bracket · 1 year

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Update on how many unique characters you’ve received?

As usual, super long list, so here we go!

These characters have two+ (2+) submissions, and are likely to be included.

Vriska Serkat

Eridan Ampora

Shiver

Kokichi Ouma

Haiji Towa

Minoru Mineta

Simon

Boston

Bill Cipher

John Gaius

Regal Farseer

Ayin

Kylo Ren

Mal

Jurgen Leitner

Merlin

Darkstalker

Kyubey

Ty Betteridge

Sasuke Uchiha

Dazai Osamu

Glenn Quagmire

Rose Quartz

Makima

c!Dream

Izzy Hands

Akio Ohtori

Katsuki Bakugo

Bramblestar

Michael

Don Quixote Doflamingo

Elias Bouchard/Jonah Magnus

Ansem the Wise

Kusaka Masato

Azula

The Metatron

Evan Hansen

Stella Goetia

Pierce Hawthorne

Le’garde

Lance Dubois

Santa Claus

Meenah Peixes / Her Imperious Condescension

Greg Heffley

Tony Stark

Donald Trump

Jace Herondale / Wayland / Lightwood / Morgenstern

Teddy / Kuma

Mr. Bungee

Julia Mazzone

Sentinel Prime

William Afton

Cullen Rutherford

Shou Tucker

Junko Enoshima

Ardyn Izunia

Sosuke Aizen

Happosai

Simon Laurent

Caillou

Ōchi Fukuchi

Jin Guanyao

Micah Bell

Cici

These characters have been submitted only once, and have a lower chance of being accepted.

Michael Scott

Detective Saracusa

Paul Von Oberstein

Box

Damian Wayne

Cersei Iannister

Shredder

Splinter

John ‘Jack’ Seward

Akane

Abyss Sibling

House

Nickel

Julie-Sue

Tim Drake

Xisuma

Dr. John ‘Jack’ Seward

Hisoka

Gra’ha Tia

Elias Ainsworth

Trishna

Erlina and Brugaves

Five Pebbles

The Entirety Of Homestuck

Willy Stampler

Miguel O’Hara

Medusa Gorgon

Gamzee Makara

Rohan Kishibe

Teruhashi Makoto

Gordon Blackwall

Rebecca Costwolds

Dio

Anakin Skywalker

Sigma Kilm

Caesar Clown

Shiki Tohno/Nanaya

Mori Ougai

Asuka

Marlon

Pencil

Touichiro Suzuki

Alexander Hamilton

Georg Weissmann

Dean Winchester

The Operator

Kromer

Scrappy Doo

Foreman Oyun

The Eleventh Doctor

Any Character From Welcome to Nightvale

Will Shuester

Marie

Silver Spoon

Jayne Cobb

Byakuya Togami

Prince Louis

Coco

Princess Daisy

Light Yagami

The Pale King

Yoshiharu Hisomu

Himiko Toga

Sebastian Mechaelias

Mystery Hunter (Jeremiah Hartley)

Muzan Kibutsuji

Clara Oswald

Ranpo Edogawa (Beast)

Heath cliff

Inspector Tobias Greyson

Roland

Huey Emmerich

Tom Wambsgans

Yuri Briar

Jacopo Bearzatti

Quiche

Alastor

Meredith Rodney McKay

Every Single Country In 1993

Cicero

Val Velocity

Jiren

Noor Pradesh

Blackbeard

Kristoph Gavin

Morris

Dan Moroboshi

Muu Kusunoki

Julia

Shen Jiu

April O’Neil (2012)

Johnny

Adam

Ronaldo

Makoto Itou

Ianthe Tridentarius

Disembodied Voice

Viren

Spamton

George Wickham

Floch

The New Ninja

Sakazuki Akainu

Petyr Baelish / Littlefinger

Childe

Wen Chao

Stormcaller

Chibiusa

Ashfur

Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd

James T. Kirk

Billy

Mikan Tsumuki

Teruteru

Orochi

Millions Knives

The Mage

Lotor

Otto Apocalypse

Sanji

Woodes Rogers

Zeke Jaeger

Dean Venture

Absalom

Aloise Trancey

Cynte

Akito Sohma

Pierre

Monokubs (Except Monodam)

Edelgard

Chrollo Lucifer

Chloe Bourgeois

Zhou Zishu

Wanderer/Scaramouche

Elon Musk

Il Dottore

Goeffry St. John

Nikola Tesla

Louie

Ogai Mori

Astarion

Mary Keay

Dr. Henry Miller

Booker

Voice In The Calm Ad On Spotify

Akechi Goro

Victor Frankenstein

Five

Riley Finn

Anyone From The Locked Tomb

Elias Ainsworth

Nefera DeNile

Angel Dust

Blitzo Buckzo

The Once-Ler

Moash

Zenos Galvus

Marvin Falsettos

Solf J. Kimblee

Father / Dwarf In The Glass

Henry the Eighth

Aranea Serkat

Bro-Strider

Caliborn / Lord English

Feferi Peixes

Skizzleman

Black Pete

Narumi

Cozy Glow

Holly Blue Agate

Every Genshin Impact Character Ever

Drew

Dio (Zero Escape)

Matou Shinji

Chris McClain

Thistleclaw

Rumpelstiltskin

Ruruka Ando

Sheldon Cooper

Buck Cluck

Valens Van Varro

Verstael Besithia

Kevin

France (Hetalia)

Tumblr Staff

Slayer

Volgin

Yumichika Ayasegawa

Roshi

Chibiusa

Akio Himemiya

Ali Lectric

Rafe Cameron

Raven Queen

Duke

Sandy

Everyone In Romeo And Juliet

Bella Swan

Haiji Senri

Tsumugi Aoba

Vivienne Medranno’s Impsona

Buzz McCallister

Eugene Coli

Live Action Buggy

Aizen Sosuke

Kyouichi Saionji

Ibara Saegusa

Yu Ziyuan

Mahiru Koizumi

The Little Palace Mistress

Eichi Tenshouin

The Old Palace Master

Rafal

Jonah Magnus

Queen Scarlet

Nanami Kiryuu

Hiyoko Saionji

God

Roger

Judo

Ken

Steven Universe

#mod speaks #not a poll #most hated blorbo bracket #ask answered #I would cry #trying to tag all these characters

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chikndoodle · 4 years

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Mom?

#chloe cluck #Coco Cluck #chicken little #chickn doodle #Buck Cluck #buckluck #henny #hen #mom #mother #henny ass #nes #cartridge #video game cartridge #seduction #gisney #Disney

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justanotherpersonsuniverse · 3 years

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Part 4

Juleka started sleeping through most of the day during summer time and became more active at night. She started enjoying swimming much more as well.

Mylene was a lot more athletic, able to jump and climb surprisingly high. She also squeaks occasionally and it’s very precious. She goes nuts for salty and sweet foods.

Sabrina will chase after anything and then bring it back to whoever she chooses or someone who threw it. This tends to be Chloe most of the time. She adores being patted on the head. Sometimes eats dog food out of pure curiosity and nearly threw up.

Nathaniel honestly started squawking and Marc didn’t know what to do. Literally starts clucking at anything threatening and it’s pretty damn funny. Protective as hell over Marc.

Marc will headbutt people if they annoy him. He got even more confident with himself after he received the miraculous. He’s also an extremely good climbing, can scale a tree just as quick as Kim.

Ivan started doing a lot of favors. Ox are known for being very dependable. He never lets someone down and if he does he makes up for it. He calmed down quite a lot too, and wasn’t as easily angered.

SABRINA DESERVES HEAD PATS

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awholelotofladybug · 2 years

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(Chef Chloe) Okay, Chloe. Time to test your diner lingo. I need Adam and Eve on a log, a cluck and a grunt, kiss the pan, and dough well done with cow to cover. You got all that, honey?

"One order of eggs with a side of sausage, eggs, and bacon, eggs made over-easy, and buttered toast. Got it."

#miraculous ladybug #chloe bourgeois #chloe bourgeois redemption #chef chloe au #chloe can cook au

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cycwrites · 4 years

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WIP Things aka Unofficial Fic Tease

In order to remind myself that I’ve left all of you hanging for the rest of my trilogy rewrite, I thought I would post my unbeta’d, unedited, good with the bad chapter 1 for the second movie. I also have hope that it will make me feel guilty for taking so damn long and get back to it. Especially since I’ve basically closed myself off from writing (and the muses) and I’m trying to pry the doors back open because I really do miss sharing my stories with you guys.

I wrote this well over a year ago, along with a 2nd chapter that deals with the Dean’s office, and really just hope you like it.

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About Damn Time

Chapter One: So That Happened

Word Count: 2600 -------- ~B~

At the end of Beca’s junior year, two things of note happened.

First: Chloe, once again, made the decision to stay with Beca and the Bellas and failed Russian Lit for the third time. Beca had tried to talk her out of it, torn between wanting Chloe to move forward in her life beyond Barden and guilt that she was relieved they wouldn’t have to figure out how to work a long distance relationship. She wasn’t ready to try that and couldn’t imagine leading the group without her. But Chloe had insisted this was where she’d wanted to be and she didn’t feel like she was missing out on anything.

Second: The Bellas were asked to perform at President Obama’s 50th birthday celebration at the Kennedy Center on August 8th.

Beca had laughed when the call had come through the never used landline at the Bella house.

“Good afternoon, this is Mack Johnson and I’m calling on behalf of the White House…”

“Yeah right. Nice try, Jesse.” She hung up and pulled out her cell phone as she walked into the kitchen. Pausing by the counter she typed out a quick message to him.

Beca: I’ve gotta give you points for originality though. You almost sounded like an actual adult.

She poured herself a glass of lemonade before he answered.

Jesse: I’m going to take that as a compliment and ignore the wound to my manly pride, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.

Beca: Whatever you say, ‘Mack.’ If you’d said you were calling from anywhere but the White House I might’ve let you keep talking.

Instead of answering via text, Jesse called her.

“Are you day drinking, Mitchell?” Jesse clucked his tongue. “Without your lesbro? I’m hurt, Becaw.”

“I was going to ask you the same thing.” Beca lifted her glass and took a sip. “What inspired your call today?”

“Uh, your cryptic and confusing texts to me, of course.” Jesse chuckled. “Want to clue me in?”

Beca sighed. “Man you’re committed to this.”

“To what?”

Beca set her glass on the counter. “Fine – you just called me and –” She jumped as the phone in the living room rang for only the second time in her years at Barden. “Pretended… to be… from the White House.”

“I thought you said you weren’t drinking?” Jesse laughed but it sounded distant as Beca watched Chloe answer the phone.

Her girlfriend’s blue eyes went wide and locked on Beca’s as she said, “I’m sorry, did you say you’re calling from the White House?”

“Jesse?” Beca said absently.

“Yes, Beca?” His voice took on an echo as all the blood drained from her face.

“I gotta go pass out now.” She swallowed dryly. “I’ll call you later.”

“Beca wa-”

Beca had remained frozen in the kitchen while Chloe became more and more animated, frantically scribbling down notes on the notepad sitting beside the phone, though her voice was carefully calm and collected. Then she’d run into the kitchen, screaming and jumping in excitement and talking faster than Beca’s shocked mind could process. Drawn by the commotion like a frat boy to a kegger, the rest of the girls soon joined the chaos while Beca still stood frozen by the counter as they swirled around her.

The school had allowed them to stay on campus through the summer so they could discuss songs and choreography. The time had been a whirlwind of security checks and practice and everything they planned needed to be vetted by the performance organizers. Of course, since they’d come to the Bellas after their third ICCA win in a row, there weren’t any real problems.

Until the night of the performance when one set of tangled silks and a desire for no panty lines wrecked everything.

No pun intended.

~B~ Sunday, August 24th, 2014

Beca lay on their bed and stared at the ceiling, listening to Chloe pace beside her.

“I’ve ruined everything.” Pace to the head of the bed. “Destroyed our reputation.” Pace back to the foot. “Made the Bellas a joke.”

Beca sighed and pushed herself up on her elbows. “Chloe. It’s a capella. It’s already a jo-” She stopped as Chloe spun to face her, outraged. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” Beca tried a smile. “I was just trying to lighten the mood.” She let it slip when Chloe just stared at her and Beca dropped back down to gaze at the ceiling. “Won’t make that mistake again.”

“I’m the one who gave Amy the green-light to do ‘Wrecking Ball.’” Chloe resumed pacing.

“Because, despite most of her claims, she actually had done some training on the silks before coming to the states.” Beca countered, as she had for the past three weeks. “She was good on them and never once in our rehearsals did she get tangled up.”

“But-”

“No.” Beca cut her off and sat up, pulling her legs up to sit cross legged and face her. “We all agreed to let her do it. It was a group vote.” She softened her voice and held out her hand. “This isn’t all on you, Chlo.”

With a sigh, Chloe took her hand and let herself be tugged onto the bed. Beca stretched back out and Chloe settled against her side. “It feels like it.”

“That’s because you’re the one who looks out for us.” Beca gently rubbed her back. “No one could’ve predicted this, love.”

“No…” Chloe said grudgingly. “But…”

Beca cut her off again. “There’s no buts.”

“Except Amy’s.” Chloe huffed, tension that had begun to fade making her stiffen up again in Beca’s arms. “All over the news.” She groaned. “Why didn’t I just use the cloth I was freaking holding to cover her up?”

“Same reason I didn’t,” Beca said reasonably, having heard a version of this several times before. “My mind went blank and I couldn’t move. I just… kept waiting to wake up.”

“Same.” Chloe pressed her nose to Beca’s shoulder. “I still am. This is such a nightmare.”

“She feels bad.” Beca offered. “It was her idea to do that press conference.” She winced as Chloe snorted.

“Yeah, where she then tried to show her ‘silk burn’ to the entire world.” Chloe sat up and pushed herself off the bed. “Again.” She resumed pacing and Beca’s mind hunted around for anything she could say to defuse things.

“At least we saved Aubrey’s college legacy from Pukegate?” Even as the words were out of her mouth Beca knew they were stupid and wrong.

“And ruined ours with Muffgate.” Chloe snarled.

“I wish I could find the asshole that came up with that. Bet it was those podcast people and of course everyone else jumped on it.” Beca made a face. “It was an accident and eventually there will be another crisis for them to focus on.” She slid over to the edge of the bed and swung her legs over. “It won’t be forever, Chlo.”

Pace, turn. “But tomorrow we go see the Dean.” Pace, turn. “With those podcast people who are apparently actually part of the Collegiate A Cappella Association.”

“They’re still weird and he’s an ass.” Beca stood up and stretched as she heard the door open at the bottom of the stairs. “Think you’ll be able to enjoy yourself at dinner tonight?”

Chloe stopped by the small table they inherited from Aubrey and took a deep breath. “Of course. It’s Amy’s birthday. I’m not going to ruin it for her.” She flashed Beca a small grin, the first in an hour. “Why do you think I’m up here instead of downstairs?”

“Speaking of,” a new voice said from the stairs. “There’s maybe… A situation.” Jessica smiled apologetically when they both looked at her as she reached the top.

Beca sighed. “Of course there is.”

“Do I even want to know?” Chloe pinched the bridge of her nose.

“Probably not, but Stacie sent me to get you.”

“Coward,” Beca muttered. “She knows I can’t hit you because you’re too nice.” She took a deep breath. “Okay, quick like ripping off a band-aid.”

“Amy’s sitting on the couch. With a towel on her lap.” Jessica hesitated.

“That’s… Why is that a big deal?” Chloe asked, confused.

“She’s… commando. Because of her silk burn.” The blonde’s shoulders bounced once but she didn’t say anything else.

“I swear to fucking god I’m going to glue underwear on her,” Chloe muttered under her breath.

Beca was struck by a horrible thought. “Is she sitting on another towel?”

“We were afraid she’d show us if we asked.” Jessica looked at Beca. “That’s when Stacie sent me to get you.”

“Why do I have to do it?” Beca knew she was whining but couldn’t help it.

“Because you’re the captain.” Jessica shrugged again. “You can threaten her with cardio if she tries to flash us again.”

“Yeah but Amy doesn’t always listen to me and I don’t want to have flashbacks.” Beca reluctantly headed for the stairs as Jessica started back down.

“Birthday or not…” Chloe muttered as she followed.

“I’m sure Lilly has a hot glue gun you can use,” Beca mused, not surprised to find Ashley hanging out in the hallway when they left the attic.

“Don’t tempt me.” Chloe didn’t say anything else the entire trip down the stairs.

Beca rounded the corner, passing Jessica and Ashley who had stopped in the entry and came to a halt herself, Chloe running into her back.

All she could see was the back of Amy’s head but she appeared to be looking straight at Lilly who sat cross-legged on the ottoman and staring back.

“Do I even want to know?” Beca turned her head toward Jessica but didn’t take her eyes off the scene.

“I didn’t ask that either,” came the whispered reply.

Beca took a bracing breath then walked into the living room. Despite the reassurance that the covering towel existed, Beca didn’t relax until she saw it for herself. It was nothing personal against Amy, but Beca just didn’t want to see any of the Bellas naked, Chloe being the obvious exception. You never knew when the visual would pop back in your head and Amy had already shown up enough in the past few weeks to last a lifetime.

“Amy.” Beca looked up at a sound from the kitchen and saw Stacie leaning in the doorway with Cynthia Rose and Flo sitting at the center island.

“Captain.” Amy didn’t turn her head or avert her gaze.

“Are you guys in a staring contest?” Beca frowned, looking between the two women. “And if so why?”

“I don’t know,” Amy lifted one shoulder. “All I know is she hasn’t blinked since she sat down and why take the risk of losing.”

Beca felt her eyes twitch at the thought. “Jesus, please cut it out before my eyes start watering.” She stepped between them and Amy closed her eyes in relief.

“Thanks, Shawshank. That was starting to burn.” She started to lift one corner of the towel to wipe her eyes and Beca threw out her hand.

“Nope. That stays there.” Chloe said it before Beca could.

“Please tell me you’re sitting on another towel.” Beca sighed and ran her hand through her hair.

“Of course I am!” Amy actually looked indignant. “I’m not a heathen, Beca.” She rolled her eyes. “The pants I want to wear to dinner are tight, so I’m giving my bits time to breathe first.”

“Now that’s in my head.” Cynthia Rose muttered from the kitchen.

“That’s in all our heads,” Ashley said from the doorway behind them.

“You could always wear that blue skirt,” Chloe offered diplomatically. “That way you’re not uncomfortable for your birthday dinner.”

“I do look hot in that.” Amy thought about it while the rest of them made sounds of agreement. “Alright, you’ve swayed me. And as it’s almost that time, guess I’ll go upstairs and change.” She started to stand as Beca moved back then paused. “If you’d all turn around and give me some privacy while I wrap?”

Beca rolled her eyes as she turned to face the front window that, thankfully, had the curtains drawn. “That’s what you get for being half naked in the public areas of the house.”

“I got bored in my room.” Beca heard Amy stand up and the rustle of fabric. “Alright, I’m decent.”

“Hey!”

Beca jumped at the unexpected shout and looked over her shoulder. Stacie had come out of the kitchen and was pointing at the couch.

“That’s my favorite towel!” Outage filled her face. “I was looking for that for over a week!”

“It’s also the softest towel in the house.” Amy said as she picked it up, tucking the other firmly around her waist. “It’s the only thing that doesn’t hurt when I’m sitting.”

A choked sound from behind her brought Beca’s eyes back around to Chloe, who was biting the inside of her cheek and trying not to giggle. “I’m sure she’ll wash it before she gives it back.”

Beca tried to choke back her laugh and ended up sounding like a pug with a cold as she snickered into her hand.

“I think…” Stacie sighed. “Happy Birthday, Amy. It’s all yours.”

“You sure, Stretch?” Amy threw the towel in question over her shoulder. “I don’t think I’ll need it for much longer.”

“Yup.” Stacie nodded emphatically. “I’ll go get another one this weekend.”

“Thanks, Stacie.” Amy smiled at her before her lips twisted slightly. “Sorry I didn’t ask first.”

“’S okay.” Stacie shrugged. “Now go get changed so we can celebrate your day.”

“Are you allowed to give me orders on my birthday?” Amy mused as she headed for the stairs.

“Probably not,” Beca said. “But I’ll probably do it anyway.”

“Bossy.” Chloe whispered behind her and Beca flashed her a grin.

“Alright.” Beca clapped her hands once. “Show’s over, let’s go get our party outfits on and get some grub. We’ve got a Bella to celebrate.”

Stacie walked past her, shaking her head. “Bossy.”

Beca let her head fall back as she stared at the ceiling. “I can’t with you two.”

“What?” Stacie paused in the door to the entry. “Did we do the thing again?”

“Yup.” Chloe pushed Beca toward the stairs. “I called her that thirty seconds ago.” She high fived Stacie over Beca’s shoulder when the tall woman grinned and held out her hand.

“Score one for us.” Stacie laughed and started up the stairs.

“I hate you guys.” Beca said weakly as she followed.

“Liar,” Chloe laughed and ran her hand down Beca’s back.

“Maybe.” Beca let Chloe go before her.

“Definitely.”

“Yeah yeah,” Beca waved her up the stairs, unable to help admiring the way Chloe’s muscles flexed as she moved. “But seriously, my stomach just woke up and if I don’t feed it soon it’s going to take over the world.”

“Aye aye, Captain.” Stacie saluted as she stepped into her room.

“Smartass,” Beca threw back.

“And you love it.” Stacie closed the door with a laugh.

“Stop flirting with Stacie and let’s go change before you get hangry.” Chloe took her hand and tugged on it.

“She wishes,” Beca muttered but followed Chloe up to their room, ignoring the ‘Often’ that came from Stacie’s room behind them.

‘She’s got bat hearing, I swear.’ Beca thought to herself as she went to the closet to get her outfit for the night.

Tomorrow was still looming over them, but Beca pushed it all away, determined to think about Amy and the Bellas for the rest of the night.

It was one mistake and they’d just won three years in a row. Surely they weren’t in that much trouble.

Right?

#bechloe #beca mitchell #chloe beale #all the other bellas #rise 1 #cyc fic tease #cyc motivational seeker

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The Bennet Household

Location: HackWood Forest. Owner: Chloe Bennet Stories: 2 Stories. Main house and Basement. Add Ons: Chicken House, Hot tub, Laundry House, Single horse stable and Shed. Art Updated as of 8/29/2020 -Overview Facts- - Built by hand by Nana, including add ons. - Originally was abandoned cottage with shed, Nana fixed and added more on. Continuously is adding stuff. Appeared to be a old Witches Cottage before. - Has a atrocious pink couch set that matches nothing else in the home. - Runs with electricity generated by Tynamo Stream - Has a large Farm Plot not far off from the house, depending on the season Nana will grow some crops/various plants to sell/gift to others. - Hot Tub was built special via Diane’s request for Nana to have something to relax in. The sisters use it more frequently than Nana does. - Has a large garden which is mainly used to grow special flowers/plants for ingredients for various things. Has a single aspen tree in center garden. - The Hen house is rather large, for Cluck lives in there as well. The Bennet family keeps the chickens for eggs only, although few produce them. Has a small fence around it with a gate, occasionally chickens are allowed to wander. - DirtHorse has his own private stable, has fence around it but no gate. DirtHorse is free to roam around the property if they desire (rarely does) - Shed is standard size, but appears bigger on the inside due to a unknown reason. (Appears to be a old spell that is still active on the shed) - ??? lives in the closet that leads to the basement. Basement rarely visited. - House color can change constantly, Nana uses “painting the house” as a punishment for the girls sometimes. - Other Facts - - Jody’s room is the smallest room in the house, by choice. Her closet remains completely empty and stores clothing in a wardrobe. No windows in the room and has a single ceiling fan with dim light. - Nana’s room is the largest room, has offered it to the girls but they denied it. - Diane’s room has the biggest closet, which she fills with clothing, shoes and frog nic-nacks. Also had Nana build a bay window near her bed. - House doesn’t have a dishwasher (much to the sisters distaste) and all dishes are done by hand. -

#The Bennet Household #Location #mod art #ooc

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I’m usually not late for things but I was wayyyy late getting to our plane. Almost missed it, in fact. They were just about to close up the gate when I rushed in, jogged through the jetway and hurried down the aisle. Melissa was already in the seat next to mine…

“Welcome to your vacaaaation!” she sang to me in greeting, eyes twinkling with enthusiasm.

“It’s not...<mmmnf!>” I grunted, doing my best to lift my too-heavy carry-on into the overhead bin. Melissa watched me with careful concern. Jesus what did I pack? Rocks?? I noticed a strikingly tall, blonde stewardess headed my way, but luckily I was just able to manage it up and into the bin before she arrived. “Thanks, I got it…” I told her. That would have been humiliating.

“It’s not...a vacation,” I huffed, dropping into my seat, finally able to stop moving after a frantic two hours of car trouble, early morning traffic and long security lines. My breathing was labored. “We’re going…<huff, puff>...to a conference...”

“At the beach!” she sang, tossing the in-flight magazine aside, smile going wide in eager zeal, “Aren’t you excited??? You get to be with me all week!!” Her eyes glimmered in merriment.

“Great…” I mock-groaned, smiling despite myself. I had been anticipating this trip for weeks, but ‘excited’ might not be the right word...

At that, at my joke, she giggled and leaned into me, scooching down and laying her head affectionately onto my shoulder. Already, I noticed, her perfume had filled the air around us, and as I breathed it in I felt myself gently relaxing, calming me from my hectic journey in. It was making our little space here on the plane immediately more intimate. I felt it cocooning us pleasantly in her scent and - crap - beginning to stir my loins. It was then that I took the moment to glance down, really notice what my travel partner was wearing, and try not to goggle at the size of the bosom that stretched her long-sleeved white tee and the tanktop below it so tautly. Though her top did not show much cleavage, the shirt was thin and I could clearly see though it, see the bulge of her big breasts squeezed up over the top of her too-tight tank. “Seriously, I’m so happy you asked me to come with you,” she said, grabbing my hand to hold it, “thank you so much.”

“Oh, uh, yes, sure, of course,” I answered, as Melissa gave my hand and upper arm a squeeze. Gurk...boob. “I’m…excited too. Happy you could come.”

Now with its final, errant passenger on board (ie: me), the plane began to roll, engines coming to life to start us down towards the runway. Normally this is where I’d feel my pulse begin to quicken.

”Sheryl’s going to miss you?” she asked, brow furrowing.

”Oh, uh, I dunno…” I responded, feeling a twinge of disloyalty to my wife already, seated here with a young, beautiful woman on my arm - even if she was my Office Manager, and we were headed to a professional event. Nothing, of course, had happened between Melissa and I - and nothing was going to - but my thoughts about her being on this trip with me were certainly less than innocent. And talking about Sheryl now seemed like just more betrayal. “She has so much stuff going on, she’s so busy,” I continued, thinking about the final, chilly words my wife had for me this morning as I left, “I don’t think it’ll bother her…”

“Oh I’m sure she’ll be thinking about you being so far away,” Melissa assured me, squeezing my arm again into a breast which felt as big as a melon, ”but she has nothing to worry about...I’ll take good care of you…” Another breathful of her perfume and I settled back into my seat, hearing the engines gearing up again, preparing us for takeoff. Breathe, dude, breathe...

Ahhhh….

“Yeah I’ve been looking forward to this, getting away for a bit. We’re going to have fun,” I found myself saying, and immediately knowing I’d said more than I should; maybe the adrenaline had loosened my tongue, “I mean - I w-wish Sheryl could have come, but she’s...well…”

She’s been such a bitch recently.

“...she’s maybe, uh, happier doing the stuff she has to do,” I conceded. I watched Melissa cross her left leg over her right, towards me.

“Well, I’m so excited to be doing this,” Melissa clucked, “and...to have you all to myself!” With that, she released my arm, and reached over towards me, leaning over my lap. “Here, let’s get your seatbelt fastened,” she said, as already she had both straps in hand. Dutifully, like a mother hen, she <clicked> my buckle into place and pulled the belt taut over my hips. “Ooo you’re skinny!” she cooed, her face now so close to mine, her smile wide and big and toothy and white, eyes sparkling, “But there you go...all set, Mr Skinnie-Minnie.”

I felt myself shiver.

“Not me, though,” she continued, sitting back now, “Here…” At that, she raised the armrest between us, eliminating the separator, the one border between her space and mine. “...you don’t mind if we share, do you? I should have bought two seats for my hips.”

I looked down and, indeed, Melissa’s wide hips - swathed into tight grey travelling pants - overflowed into my seat. My hips, in comparison, looked meager and thin, my legs like two sticks next to her healthy thighs.

“Ah haha yeah…” I agreed, as the plane pulled onto the runway and prepared for what I knew would be its acceleration. I wanted to try to stay calm. “B-Business class, hm? Nice.” I had tasked Melissa with buying out tickets, several weeks ago. “Was that in our budget?”

”Oooo you’d be so proud of me..!” she laughed, as the engines all began to roar, “I was able to get us nice seats...Evolution Pharmasoo-...y’know, the company my friend Abby works for? - chipped in for an upgrade. Paid for our tickets, in fact!”

”Wait what?” I asked. That’s weird. I mean, I was used to getting swag, kickbacks, little favors from some of the drug companies I worked with. But this company, Evolution...I’d never even met with a rep yet, this girl Abby. Never prescribed their...whatever it was they made. A couple of my new employees were previous employees there, but that certainly didn’t warrant a set of free plane tickets. The thought that I was already in bed with a pharm company and didn’t even really know their products made me suddenly a little uneasy. That, and the roar of engines as we gained more and more speed...

“Oh don’t worry…” Melissa offered, as if feeling my distress shivering through me into the press of her chest, “they just really want to play nice. Promise me you’ll meet with Abby…?”

“Uhhh...oh….uhhh…” I felt myself stiffen, grasping my armrest with my free right hand.

”Dr. J?” Melissa asked, with sudden concern, “are you ok?”

“Yeah…” I answered, closing my eyes as the plane had almost reached speed, ”not always a...big fan of flying.”

“Awww are you nervous?” she asked, like she was speaking to an anxious child, “here you can hold my hand.” I felt her take my left hand in hers and hold it onto her firm lap, onto her right thigh. I felt her squeeze it, and I squeezed back. The plane was nearly in the air, and a fresh waft of her perfume found me.

“Take a deep breath,” she instructed me, which I did, “you’re going to be fine…”

I really, really, really didn’t like flying, and takeoff was one of the worst parts. But the comfort of her hand, the scent of her perfume, her soft warmth next to me...I had to admit, it was making me feel better, taking my mind to a different place.

“Just relax,” she said, her voice deepening, serene, like liquid tranquility, “I’m here, you’re here, it’s just us…”

Liftoff...

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Alright I have to thank TopographicSociety for the Chloe Vevrier x Denise Milani fake, and my editing team - CaptainAmbiguous, Doubleburger, FantasticMrMoose, Ankle4u, among others - for their ideas and input. Thanks again also to everyone for keeping up with the story!

#Growing Into the Job

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Victorian Era Max and Chloe

Max was sitting under her favorite tree, under the sunset’s golden light, always a favourite time of Max’s. She often wished she could freeze time to keep the sky frozen in that beautiful golden state. She often liked to sit outside and draw it, but her art could never come close to the real thing. She wished she could capture it forever somehow. She was writing in her journal, her heart heavy.

Is this my life?

I always wanted a life of adventure.

As a child running all over with Chloe… life felt like an adventure. I always believed if life felt so much like an adventure as children it would be even more of an adventure as ladies with no more rules…

Max stops writing, staring at the words. No, word. Chloe’s name.

She misses Chloe so deeply it’s like a physical pain.

We're always together, okay? Even when we're apart. We're still Max and Chloe. I will always, always love you. Goodbye.

Max can feel tears burning in her eyes as she thinks of that final goodbye. She has never seen Chloe since. They haven't even been able to write each other. When her family moved away they did not keep the information of her address and Chloe would have no idea where to send letters to her. Max tries not to think of Chloe because when she does it hurts so much she can’t breathe. Or she curls up in bed until her mother clucks at her and tells her she won’t make a good wife sleeping all day. She wishes she could go back in time to those days. When she was happy. She does in her dreams but she always wakes up. She wants to go back permanently, not just in dreams.

But my life can’t be an adventure without you. I’m not a child anymore. Children have adventures. Women are wives. But I don’t want to be a wife. I want to have adventures with you. I can’t even imagine having a husband. I don’t even like…

Max stops herself here. She can’t bring herself to write what she wants too. Instead, she writes something vague, something no one but her will understand.

Truthfully, I only felt that feeling around you. What does that mean? To me it means I will never be happy in this life. I think I understand why Kate didn’t want to be in this life anymore. They said what she did was a sin, but how can it be if it was the only escape? If my adventures ended with you in childhood forever then a part of me wants to end my story now. I would think of us running around pretending to be pirates and let that be my last memory as I let the wind carry me down.

Max shuts her journal. Stands herself up. And she lets her feet take her to where she doesn’t even know but maybe she does. She walks for such a long time her feet grow tired and sore. But she ends up at the cliff that overlooks the ocean. The moon is shining down now, making the water glow and shimmer and the stars reflect. Oh how she and Chloe loved looking out at the endless ocean, making promises to explore the world on a pirate ship together.

It would be fast, Max knows. Maybe just a little fear… And she could be a pirate in the next life, and maybe find Chloe out there, wherever she might be…

But she can’t do it. She lets herself fall to her knees, her journal dropping out of her hand and onto the ground, and just stares at the glistening ocean, imagining a life where she is happy. Where she is with Chloe.

But that life is not for her… she doesn’t have a way to return to Chloe.

Past caring what trouble she ends up bringing to herself for being out this late, she lies down on her side on the dirt, not carrying how unladylike this is and how badly she’s going to ruin her dress. She is too afraid of the freedom Kate gave herself, but she can make it all stop if she just sleeps and finds herself a temporary freedom.

She lets the sound of the ocean waves carry her to sleep. She thinks she hears Chloe and her laughing in the distance, playing pirates together. Somewhere out there, they still are...

Continued on Dreamwidth...

#Victorian Era Max and Chloe #tagartist

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What a Trick! What a Treat! - Lucifer Netflix

Description: This is the last time Trixie will be able to go trick-or-treating, and she's getting everyone involved!

Rating: Teen Warnings: Suggestive sexual theme

AN: A one-shot Halloween themed fic for the Lucifer FB group contest! Hope you all enjoy, and Happy Halloween! AN: Updated August 23, 2020 - Grammar. Reupload!

AO3 / Fanfic Net / Wattpad / DeviantArt

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This year's Halloween will be the saddest for Chloe and Dan. The last one where their baby girl can still be considered a "kid" dressing up and getting candy.

Trixie couldn't be more excited.

Trixie has been waiting for this day to come ever since Maze told her about all the wonders of mischief night. Knowing that officially next year she can partake drove her bananas.

But, that doesn't mean Trixie was 100% happy about this being the last trick-or-treating for her. Who wouldn't miss all that free candy and cash [with Maze by her side, like always]? That's why, for this last kid-like Halloween, Trixie is getting everyone together to celebrate!

"I'd love to know how this little meeting ended up at my penthouse." Lucifer groans. He leans against his bar and downs a shot of his usual drink.

"Because you lost last game night and owed her one." Chloe chuckles next to him and nudges. Lucifer rolls his eyes.

"Your spawn is a cheater."

"Gee, thanks. Wonder where she gets it from."

"You're welcome." Maze adds in.

"All right everyone! May I have your attention please!" Trixie steps away from baby Charlie to stand in front of the TV. She smiles when everyone looks to her, "Since this is my last trick-or-treat night I want to make it extra special! I would like you all to come out walking with me wearing costumes I picked for you, and then enjoy a little after party at Mom's place!"

"Don't you have other urchins around your age to do this with?" Lucifer says.

"If you have questions or comments you have to raise your hand!" Trixie says with hands on her hips and a raised chin.

"Oh for the love of-" Chloe and Maze nudge him on either side. Trixie holds in her laughter. She loves pushing the Devil's buttons.

Lucifer raises his hand with an annoyed glare, "Yes, Lucifer?"

"Again, you little demon, why aren't you doing this with other urchins?"

"My friends are all too old already. Last year was it for the rest of them. Besides," Trixie looks back around the room and holds her arms out wide, "I'd much rather do this with you guys! You're more special to me!"

"Awww, and we love you too mini me!" Ella gushes. Her and Trixie fist bump the air.

"I'm sure everyone here would love to spend this Halloween with you, monkey." Chloe smiles. Everyone in the room, besides Lucifer and Charlie, smile and share their agreement.

"Awesome! Ok, so let me give you guys your costume pictures!" Trixie picks up her pink folder from the coffee table.

"Alright big me, I'd like you to be this!" Trixie hands Ella a piece of paper, "The family's crazy scientist!"

"Easy peasy!" Ella winks.

"Amenadiel, Linda, and little Charlie, here's your costumes!" Trixie walks over to the family and hands them their papers. Amenadiel chokes on a laugh, holds his paper up to Lucifer and the Devil almost dies of laughter.

"I think it's very cute, Trixie!" Linda says. She grabs Amenadiel's paper so she can hold the three pictures together: Zeus, Alcmene, and Hercules.

Amenadiel groans, but otherwise doesn't comment.

"These are for you Mommy and Daddy!" Trixie hands a paper to both of her parents. Chloe's is a 1940s noir detective while Dan's is a classic black pants, black and white striped shirt, and black eye mask criminal.

The two parents share a look. Obviously their daughter knows more than they thought.

"Here's yours Maze!" Maze takes the paper and stifles a laugh.

"What is it?" Lucifer tries to look over but his demon hides the paper away.

She smiles at him, "Oh, you'll see. You'll love it." She snickers.

"Annnd lastly, Lucifer!" Trixie proudly hands him the last paper.

He doesn't take it. He's too appalled.

"You can not be serious." He says down at the little girl while Maze laughs hysterically.

"Oh come on, Lucifer. It can't be that bad." Chloe says and looks at the paper. She stares at the image of a drawn man, "Who is that anyway?"

"It's Lucifer!" Trixie says happily.

"Fake Lucifer. Why would I want to be a fake me?"

"Because the kid loves the comics." Maze says and lays her paper on the bar counter for Lucifer to see. It's the comic Mazikeen in her battle gear with the half white mask.

"Seriously?" He says.

"Well, you don't lie so I picked something where you won't have to pretend!" Trixie pipes in, "I think you two are pretty similar."

Lucifer groans. He wasn't about to tell the little urchin that she was right.

"It's just for one night, Lucifer. Besides, I'm curious how different you'll look." Chloe says eyeing him up.

Dad be damned, "Fine, fine." Lucifer takes the paper from Chloe and crosses his arms. He looks away so she doesn't see the blush.

"Yay!" Trixie runs back to her original spot and claps her hands, "This is going to be so much fun! One week everybody!"

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Chloe, Dan, and Trixie are out for family day shopping for Halloween supplies.

Since no one would be home in either house there was no need to buy candy, but of course they get just as much as they usually do. Dan takes Trixie to look at all the Halloween decor while Chloe strolls through the costume aisles.

Luckily, she finds the correct outfits for her and Dan, as well as more accessories for Trixie's last President of Mars costume.

Before she rejoins them something catches the detective's eye. She stares at a picture and remembers Lucifer's words.

"How about a skimpy detective?"

"I'm not walking around half naked, Lucifer."

"Then how about being naked under that humongous trench coat?"

"Lucifer-"

"Come on, Detective! Give me something to look forward to!"

Chloe smiles. She takes the costume and goes to the cashier to purchase it. Hiding it in her purse so Dan and Trixie don't see, she bites her lip in excitement.

Hope he doesn't get offended…

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"I feel ridiculous." Amenadiel mutters at his reflection.

"I quite like it." Linda comes in. She's holding a dressed up Charlie and stands next to Amenadiel, "I think you look beautiful."

"You look beautiful, Linda. And so does our son." Amenadiel smiles. He caresses Linda's face and runs his fingers through her curled ponytail, then gives his son a kiss on the cheek.

"Lore conflicts aside, I think this is an amazing family costume." Linda says. She smiles cheekily and tugs on Amenadiel's robes, "Easy to remove too."

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"Annnd...TA-DA!" Ella jumps into her living room and spins around. She has that classic crazy old white hair wig on, a white lab coat with huge black buttons, arm length black gloves accompanied with thigh high black boots. She also has safety goggles on her head, and her lab coat is splattered with multiple colors.

"What cha think!?" Ella waits excitedly for an answer.

Margaret clucks once, then returns to her dinner.

Ella sighs and mutters, "Bob would be impressed…"

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"I am not dying my hair!"

"You're acting like it's actually permanent. News flash: you're the Devil. Your hair will be back to normal in the morning."

"No."

Maze gives an over dramatic sigh, "Had a feeling this would happen. You got three options Lucifer: you let me bleach and dye your hair," she points to the products on the bathroom counter, "you let me use this non-permanent spray stuff, but I got to use a shit ton of it to make your hair blond," she points to the ten sprays of blond color, "oooor you wear this." Maze pulls out a blond wig from her duffle bag.

"That looks horrendous."

"Yeah, well it's the only one I got. It itches too."

"...The sprays?"

"Will most likely make your hair more banana colored."

Lucifer lets out a frustrated growl, "Fine! Do the damn dye."

"You've become such a baby, I swear." Maze mutters, but quickly gets to work before he changes his mind.

Hours past and Lucifer is officially blond. He inspects himself in the mirror, "Not bad right?" Maze smiles.

"I don't see how blond is better…"

"'Cuz blonds are hot, Lucifer."

Lucifer just hums in response. Maze opens up the bathroom cabinet and pulls out his razor and shaving cream. She shoves the two items into his hands:

"Start working on that baby face. I'm going to change into my outfit."

More time passes. Maze comes back into the bathroom clad in her old leather armor. She stares at Lucifer who is touching his clean shaven face.

"Smooth like a baby's bottom?" She jokes.

Lucifer, however, looks more somber, "More like back in Heaven."

"Ah…" Maze coughs. She rushes over and puts his arms down, "Here," she hands him a contact case containing blue colored contacts, "put these in so I can get started on that scar."

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"You look amazing!" Trixie says to everyone as they enter her Mom's place. Each one also compliments her updated President of Mars outfit.

Everyone besides Lucifer and Maze are here, and Chloe gets a bit worried. She goes to text Lucifer when the door rings once more.

"Woooah!" Trixie says, mouth agape.

"Klein mensie." Maze says in her native tongue to Trixie. She smiles, a thing that looks eerie with the half mask on, and walks into the space.

"Holy cow! Lucifer! You look so different!"

"And it's all your fault, spawn."

Chloe speed walks to the open doorway and sees Lucifer. A different Lucifer. Pretty much the Lucifer from the comic come to life. He wore a simple black suit and tie, not too unusual, but coupled with the blond hair, blue eyes, face scar and clean face left Chloe speechless.

"Psst, mommy." Trixie pokes her, "You’re starting to drool."

Lucifer and Trixie laugh when Chloe's hand flies up to her face to wipe away the drool and shut her mouth. Trixie walks back to the living room so Lucifer can step closer to Chloe.

"I'm pleased all this torture hasn't gone to waste." Lucifer smiles seductively.

Chloe smiles back and steps into his open arms.

"Ok everyone!" Trixie yells while Lucifer and Chloe share a kiss, "Let's go get ourselves some candy!"

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Trixie's last night of trick-or-treating went better than she expected. She received sooo much candy, and money thanks to Maze when her parents weren't looking, that she'll be set till next Halloween! When everyone returned to Chloe's place Trixie smiled warmly at how happy and carefree everyone looked.

No crimes to solve. No drama. No worries.

Amenadiel and Linda leave around 8 pm to get a very sleepy Charlie ready for bed. Dan leaves with Ella next when she tells him of a party she's going to. Chloe and Lucifer leave by 11pm to get ready for his own party.

Now Maze and Trixie were alone.

"Ready to start your first mischief night early, little human?"

Trixie smiles, all teeth, "Hell yeah!"

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"So, you'll look normal again in the morning? That fast?" Chloe asks as she and Lucifer step into his penthouse.

"Good ol' angel genes, darling." He replies as he pours drinks.

"Hmm."

Lucifer looks at her, eyebrow raised in question, "Do you...like this look?"

"Not as much as your normal, no. But," Chloe runs her fingers through his blond hair, "it is...different." Lucifer closes his eyes and hums and the feeling of her fingers in his hair.

The two share a couple of drinks before the party officially starts downstairs. Feeling braver, thanks to the drinks, Chloe motions Lucifer to stand at the bottom of his stairs. She climbs up and stands in front of his bed.

"What are you planning, Detective?" Lucifer's smile is contagious.

"Your surprise."

Chloe slowly unbuttons her trench coat, taking in Lucifer's eyes following her movements. Once the last button is undone she shrugs off the coat while simultaneously throwing her fedora.

Lucifer sucks in air and slowly releases as his eyes roam her outfit. She was wearing a short tight red and black dress with fishnet tights. The top of the dress is cut dangerously low, showing much of her chest and stomach. She turns in a slow circle so Lucifer can see how the back bottom was basically a thong, with a classic devil tail attached.

When she faces him again one hand goes up to touch the horns on her head while the other slowly slides down her open chest, "So, what do you think?"

"I think," Lucifer stalks up the stairs, "that I'll never again be able to make fun of a devil costume thanks to you. Which means," Lucifer reaches her. He grabs her hair with one hand and tugs down, opening her neck to him. With the other hand he grabs her bottom.

His lips ghost over her ear, "you need to be punished, my delectable devil."

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Marry Me (Part 8)

Ricky Horror X Reader

Warnings: Language

"Are you sure something isn't wrong with Claire?" You ask after a moment, watching as Ricky packs some boxes into the back of your car, his face creased in aggravation. "Chloe says she's sick a lot, maybe she's been going to doctors appointments."

"On the weekends? That was the third time she's put Chloe off on us when she's supposed to have her." Ricky grumbles, lifting another box into the trunk with a grimace. He shouldn't be complaining, but it's just frustrating! Usually when he gets Chloe, he has a plan, how to keep her entertained, what food to buy that she actually eats, but when Claire just springs it on him, he's completely unprepared!

"Well, the entire reason we're married is so that you could get her more, right?" You're not seeing the problem. Why is he complaining about it now when this is exactly what you wanted? "You're supposed to have your hearing next week about custody, you can say you've pretty much had her this entire time."

"True," your husband sighs as he closes the trunk heavily, leaning against it as he looks at you with a tired look on his face. He crosses his arms with a frown. "I've just not had any time to prepare for it. If Claire's sick, she needs to let me know so we can work through it. I can take Chloe more if she needs."

"Maybe she's afraid you'll take Chloe away from her, she's her daughter after all. She's good to Chloe, she's happy." you remind him, because it's the truth; Chloe is a happy child, and both of her parents clearly love her; you're not going to hate Claire simply because her relationship didn't work out with Ricky, she's still a good mother from what you can see. You know they're both going to trash the hell out of each other when they're in the courtroom, but they better not do it in front of their child.

"I never said Claire was a bad mother, she's just... difficult, sometimes. I want to see my daughter more than once a month."

"Well, you have lately," you reply, glancing up at the house Ricky shares with Ryan. He needed a few more things from his old room, so you'd offered to drive him over, it wouldn't hurt for the two of you to be seen out in public. You brush your hair behind your ears, your hands going to your hips. "I think she's mostly doing it to spoil the free time we have together, if you want my opinion. Kinda like a last-ditch effort to foil our supposed happiness."

"You think that's what it is?" Ricky rubs the back of his neck. He doesn't want to just completely villanize the mother of his child, but they're not together for a reason. She's so demanding, and everything he does is wrong, it should have ended way before they had Chloe. He tried to stay longer because of her, but it just... they couldn't get along. He wishes things were different, that they could be a happy family, but they weren't meant to be together.

"Well, I can't read her mind, but I'm guessing. Either way, we have this weekend to ourselves. What dastardly deeds do you need to do?" You glance at your watch. You took the day off so you're not working, and it's been the first one since the wedding. "Why don't we get some food?"

"Food sounds great." Ricky agrees easily, opening his door. "Italian?"

"It's like you read my mind." You smile, making sure the trunk is closed good before tossing yourself into the drivers seat. You always have this fear of it randomly opening while you're driving down the road.

"You just always want Italian, that's all," he's got you figured out after living with you for almost an entire month. You are not a morning person, you like your coffee black, and you definitely do kick in your sleep. He's not commented about the fact you always end up on his side of the bed, he kind of likes it if he's being truthful. He always liked waking up with someone beside him, there's a comfort to it, he guesses.

"Are you saying I'm predictable?"

"I'm saying you like what you like," he replies carefully, and you send him a wry look as you start the car. It had been nice to see Ryan, who'd looked kind of lonely when the two of you were leaving. He hadn't commented that he knew about your fake marriage, but you suppose that's not something you bring up casually; it just seems weird that he knows the truth, but he's still acting like nothing is different.

You and Ricky are trying to make it work, after all. He's splitting the bills with you, which is a total help financially. Your water and electricity bill has of course gone up with someone else living with you, but it evens out with the fact he cooks and you don't have too. Your refrigerator has more food in it now than it ever has, not to mention there are crayons all over your apartment, and some random princess dolls you found half-hidden in your couch cushions. Chloe had no issue moving in, that's for sure. She seems to like her room since she's kind of made it her own.

"Do you think they're still waiting for the baby announcement?" You ask after a moment as you pull out into traffic.

"Oh, probably. Has your aunt asked about it again?"

"God, yes. It's like every time we talk she's asking if we're planning on having any kids soon." You huff, irked. "I don't know how many times I've told her that we want to wait."

"I don't think I could handle another kid anyway. Chloe is such a handful." Ricky groans, propping his arm along the window, running his fingers through his hair. "Could you imagine having an infant screaming all night in that small apartment? Your neighbors would hear."

"I don't have neighbors."

"Exactly!"

"I doubt it would be that bad," you cluck, pursing your lips together as you try to decide if you can run that yellow light or not --- maybe not. "I mean, I'm not sure about the whole screaming thing, but people do it all the time."

"Sure they do, but they also don't sleep."

You do treasure your sleep. "Is it really that bad?"

"Just until they get on a schedule, and then you sort of get used to it. Claire always made Chloe stay in a different room, so she wouldn't want to sleep with us all the time."

"Oh. But Chloe has slept with us pretty much every time she's been over."

"Yeah," Ricky frowns. "At first I thought it was because it was a new place and it freaked her out, now I think she's just a mooch."

You snort in surprise, glancing at him. "A mooch?"

"Well, I mean that in like, well, nevermind." Ricky flushes. He thinks it's because Chloe likes the fact it's almost like having two parents who like each other, sleeping in the same bed because she's scared. "I guess it's because I'm letting her get away with it."

"Well, it's not like we're having sex, so there's not any concern over that." You flip your blinker a little harder than necessary. You wouldn't mind having sex, if you're being honest, but it's Ricky, and that would be weird. It's just that you've been spending so much time together now, you're so comfortable with each other. You haven't shared a kiss since your wedding, but it had been such a good kiss.

He'd surprised you.

It doesn't matter, not really. You think it's just that weird time of the month where your hormones must be off, so you just dismiss it. You've just gotten to know him so much lately you're kind of thinking of him differently, although he does have little habits that annoy you.

Talking on the phone late at night, pacing incessantly, letting Chloe get away with murder. You don't feel like you should say anything because she's not your daughter and this marriage is a sham, but he really needs to tighten the reins just a little. Is he just letting her do whatever so she wants to stay with him more often, or is he just that lenient?

She's a very good kid, but every child has their rebellious moments, and now that the little girl is settling in, you're seeing more of it. That's normal, though, right? You've never been around a lot of kids, so you don't really know what to do, but you're trying.

Ricky doesn't say anything, and you finally stop at the restaurant. You stretch your arms above your head with a sigh, leaning back into your seat. "How many times have we eat here in the past few months?"

"I'm pretty sure we have stock in there now," Ricky says as he unbuckles, reaching for the door. "Come on, I'll buy your breadsticks."

"Ah, bringing out the big bucks, are we? You really do want to get laid."

"(Y/N)," Ricky rolls his eyes, his cheeks tinging. Why is that suddenly on your mind? You're just friends. Not bringing sex into the equation is the best thing to do in this situation, it would only make everything incredibly complicated. You're supposed to get a quiet divorce after all of this is over. He wants it to go as smoothly as possible.

You chuckle, the two of you heading for the steps to the door, the staff greeting you familiarly. You're lead to the same table Ricky proposed to you at, and you notice the hostess eyeballing the diamond on your finger as she seats you, offering you menus. Yes, it's a nice ring, but it means absolutely nothing.

"Do you think this is just our table now?" You ask after a moment, not bothering to look at the food options; you know what you want. "They always seat us here."

"Well, as much as we're here, it should be." Ricky responds, sort of tired of the lasagna he always gets. He only mentioned Italian because it's your favorite, not because it's what he's wanting. He glances up at you, noticing that you're gazing out over the balcony, watching the cars go by.

Is something bothering you today? You've been sort of crabby, but he didn't wake you up early this morning, you slept in, so that's not the problem. Whatever has you in such a mood, he wishes it would pass.

"Do you want dessert?" He asks after a moment, lowering the menu. "I don't think we've tried much of those yet."

"Oh, you can pick." you reply, not sounding interested. You force a smile at the waitress as she stops by, dropping off the breadsticks and your drinks. You both place your orders, and you reach for the wine glass.

It's barely three PM and you're drinking.

"Is everything okay?" Ricky asks after a moment, crossing his arms along the tablecloth. If you didn't want to come with him today, you didn't have too, he could have driven himself. He never asked you to do anything. Is the situation starting to wear on you? Are you regretting marrying him and having Chloe around? He knows you're not used to kids, but it's not like she's there all the time, either.

"Yeah, it's fine," you reply, not about to tell him the real reason you're cranky. It'll pass, and usually if you're a little tipsy it helps. "Do you mind driving us home?"

"No." He sort of figured he would be when you ordered alcohol. He watches as you drain the glass rather than savor it, gesturing at the waitress for a refill. "But why are you drinking this early?"

"I wasn't aware I had to have a reason."

O-kay then. Ricky leans back in his seat, deciding not to ask another question before you bite his head off. You seem to like the decision, and it's a quiet dinner. Ricky mostly plays on his phone as you gaze out over the balcony, tapping your finger constantly against the glass. You don't even really enjoy the breadsticks, and finally you sigh.

"I'm sorry," you say after a moment, noticing he's barely touched his food. He's picked at it a little, and he's not said a word to you after you snapped at him. You didn't mean to get all hostile with him, it came out before you could stop it. You're just tired, it's been completely different since Chloe has actually been staying with you so often, your routine is all messed up. You know you'll have to get used to it, and you shouldn't take it out on him. "I'm just all weird today. I'll be fine when we get back to the apartment and I can take a nap."

"No, it's alright, I get it. I'm sort of imposing on you." He mutters; you were used to living alone, and now he's there all the time. It's more like the two of you are roommates, but he still feels like he's invading your space. Maybe he should spend the next couple of nights at Ryans, give you some time alone. "I can crash at Ryan's for a bit if that helps."

"No, don't do that, that would be weird." You sigh, shaking your head. You're not sure why you're in a mood, you'll just have to get over it. You don't want to be a dick to him. "He'll think I kicked you out and guilt me."

"He's not going to guilt you."

"He'll totally do it in that super passive-aggressive way that he has about him."

"Nah."

"Ricky, you know him. He'll not say a word, but you know he's judging in here." You tap your forehead, just so he knows what you mean. "He's just too nice to say it."

Ahuh.

"Why don't we get the rest of this to go?" He changes the subject as he gestures at the food. "We can finish up at the apartment. I need to run some errands in town, pick up a few things for practice tomorrow."

"Is the album coming along?"

"Pretty well. We're supposed to have some shows coming up soon where we're gonna play some of the new songs."

Oh, right, about that.

"Do I need to keep Chloe when you're doing shows and tour and stuff?" You ask after a moment, it's something you never cleared up with him. Like, is he supposed to still get his normal weekends, you just stand in instead? You kind of need to know, since you typically work Saturdays, because you're not sure what you're going to do with her. You've kept her for a few hours at a time on and off throughout the years, Ricky trusts you with her, but never for an extended time. Even now Ricky is the one mostly interacting with her while you're busy.

"Oh, uh," Ricky hasn't thought about that. He tries to think of the dates for his shows and what weekends they correspond with, but he'll have to check the studio calendar since they've not been announced yet. "I haven't thought about that, actually."

"Well, the entire point of this," you gesture vaguely between the two of you, "is so that the judge thinks there's a stable place for her when you're off touring, so don't they kind of expect me to keep her? I don't mind."

"You don't?"

"No, you know I don't. I'd just like to know ahead of time."

"I'll check the dates for the shows, see when they are," he replies, rubbing the back of his neck. He taps his fingers nervously against the table. "You sure you'll be okay with her, though?"

"It's not like we're going to go burn down houses or something, Ricky, it'll be fine. I've kept her before plenty of times."

Yeah, but not... for days.

"You know this means you'll have to pick her up from Claire, drop her off to Claire. There's cooking, and entertaining, and playing dolls." He reminds, trying to think of anything to dissuade you. It's not that he doesn't get what you're saying, but that's his kid, and he just --- well, you're his wife now, legally speaking, so he knows you should be helping take care of Chloe. It just makes him nervous, he guesses. Chloe is his responsibility, not yours, and he hates to put that off on you. You're probably one of the best friends he has at the moment, you know everything that's going on; he doesn't know where he'd be without you, or how panicked he'd be about the court date coming up. It's really important to him that he gets fair custody of his daughter, even if he's going on tour --- so yeah, pretty much you're going to have to keep her in his absence.

"Trust me, I can play some mean Princess Paulie when I want too." You reply, amused. Does he think you haven't been forced to play dolls before? "It's going to be fine, really."

God he hopes so.

~~~~~~~~~~

"Ricky, seriously, it's fine," you sigh, the phone propped against your shoulder and ear as you wrestle with an incredibly tight lug nut on the wheel of a car; you've been trying for ten minutes to loosen it up, but it won't come off at all! Jesus, how tight did the previous shop put it on there? "It's just a few hours out of town, do you think I couldn't function without you before?"

"I know, but it's unexpected," Ricky stresses, his voice crackly with the distance. You know he's pacing back and forth. "It's a show in Colorado, but then I should be right back! It's just a big break for us to promote our album, and no one knew about it until now, but I hate ---."

"You're worried about Chloe? It's the middle of the week, she's at her mom's. I doubt you have to worry." You reply, straightening a little as you give the tire a frustrated kick, only to cringe in pain. He found out about it this morning, hastily shoved a ton of his things in a suitcase, packed a few guitars, and took off like his ass was on fire without too much of an explanation. "You'll be back by tonight anyway, you're not going to the moon."

Ricky huffs in your ear. "You could really sound like you missed me more."

Oh, were you supposed to? You wonder if the guys can hear your conversation, you know you're not on speaker but Ricky does leave his volume loud enough Helen Keller could hear every word. You hesitate --- maybe you should pretend you do miss him. Like, you're supposed to be in your honeymoon phase, right? You've barely been married a month.

Your eyes flick to your guys, but everyone is actually working today, and they don't notice as you slip into your office, closing the door behind you.

"Well, I do miss you." You say after a moment, hearing Ricky pause in surprise. "Every moment without you is like a piece of my soul is missing."

You know he's scowling, and you can't help but grin. Does he want a show? You'll give a show. "I miss you already, snookums. I can't wait till you get back tonight, I'll make sure to keep the bed nice and warm, heat the blankets just like how you want them. Maybe we can sip some hot cocoa, and we can play that game you like with the feather duster and the handcuffs----."

You hear a sudden cackle of laughter in the background as Ricky curses, and you laugh, knowing someone must have heard. No one's going to let the feather duster thing go, which is what you're counting on. You hope they rag him about it the entire time he's on the plane.

"Goddamnit, (Y/N)."

"So how much do you miss me now?" You tease, giggling.

"Oh, he's never going to let this go," Ricky groans, the call cutting out for several seconds before coming back. "Shit, okay, I gotta go, the plane's boarding. I'll see you tonight."

"Right-o. Have a safe flight."

You end the call, biting your lip in amusement. He's going to get you back for that, but you just couldn't help it! You're not sure who overheard, but no doubt he'll tell you all about it when he gets back. You might regret it later, but totally worth it.

You leave your phone on the desk, cracking your knuckles as you return to the car you were working on. You're getting this tire off one way or another.

~~~~~~~~~

"Yo, boss!"

"What?" You scowl as you lean up, halfway through jacking up a car so you can change the flat tire. It took you twenty minutes and two other guys, not to mention two different lug wrenches! You've never had a car be so difficult before in your life! You squint as you see one of your guys in the office, holding the corded phone in his greased hand.

"There's a call for you, some school." he says, waving the white phone at you.

"School?" You say in confusion. "Is it, like, a telemarketer?"

You never went to college, not like you could afford it, and you're not going to start now. You haven't been to high school in ages, and you can't imagine why some stupid school would be calling you. You're a half mind to tell him to just hang up, but for some reason you stand, wiping the black marks off your fingers as you start towards him.

"Take over for me," you sigh as you take the phone, and he nods, starting towards the car you were almost done with. You frown down at the phone as you close the office door behind you, immediately cutting half the garage noise down by half.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is Rebecca James from Franklin Elementary School, is this (Y/N) Olson?"

Uh, right, that's you.

"Yes." You hesitate, wondering why --- oh shit! "Is Chloe okay?" You demand, a light bulb suddenly going off. Ricky said he would be putting you down as an emergency contact for the school, just in the event something ever did happen and neither of her parents answered. You never thought that day would come, Ricky's typically glued to his cellphone, but ---.

"Oh, she's just a little sick, we need someone to come pick her up from school for the day." the lady on the phone replies, sounding sympathetic."There's just a stomach bug going around and I believe she got it. I attempted to call her mother and father, but it went to voicemail."

"Oh, it's okay, I'll be right there." You reply, glancing down at yourself. "Does she need anything?"

"She should be alright, she's in the nurses office."

"Okay, thank you." You listen to the call end, grimacing.

You don't even know how to get to the elementary school! Thank god for GPS, but you better change real quick, don't want to go in there covered in tar after all. Shit, now you're going to have to leave the shop again, and you hate doing that, you feel like you've been so absent lately as it is!

You give the garage a nervous glance through your blinds before sighing.

Well, stepmomhood, right?

You sort of signed on for this.

~~~~~~~~~~

Is this the right school? You hope so. You nervously step up to the little counter, noticing the wall murals of apples and trees, little bees dancing happily around them with fingerprints all about. It smells like glue and lunch, thanks to the cafeteria being the first thing you notice when you walk in, and why is everything so tiled?

"Um, excuse me," you hesitate, peeping through the glass in front of you at the lady at the desk; why do you feel like you're looking at a bank teller? She looks up from doing... whatever it is she's doing, giving you an expectant look as her eyes flick over you; you know you look disheveled, you threw on different clothes, didn't fix your hair, and took off in a hurry. "I'm here to pick up Chloe Olson, she's sick?"

"Oh, you must be her mother. Right this way, Mrs. Olson." The lady stands before you can state that you are in fact not her mother, disappearing around the table out of your sight. You withhold a sigh as you turn, watching as she opens a glass door and urges you into a small office with fake, rubber plants and uncomfortable seating, gesturing to the right.

Oh, well, the door labeled Nurse, that must be the one. You take a few hesitant steps forward, glancing around uneasily; you don't like little kid schools, they're almost creepy with all their forced positivity and brightly dressed secretaries; is it school code they all have to wear yellow and pearls?

Who the hell can even afford pearls?

"Chloe, sweetie?" the lady knocks lightly on the nurse door before opening it. "Your mother is here to pick you up. Oh, poor thing's asleep, Rebecca, this is Mrs. Olson."

You suddenly don't want to be Mrs. Olson. Your eyes flick over to the lady rising out of those uncomfortable blue chairs every school seems to have, her eyes coming to meet yours with a smile as the other lady leaves. She gestures you inside, and you reluctantly let the door close behind you; why do you feel like you're in trouble?

"Hello, we spoke on the phone. I'm Rebecca," the nurse offers her hand, which you find is absolutely freezing.

"Er, I'm (Y/N), her dad's wife. I mean, her stepmom, I guess." You mutter, flustered. The only time you ever went to any of the office's at school was because you were in trouble for fighting or something, which you suppose is maybe why it makes you uncomfortable now. You never went to the nurse, mainly because you thought you were too tough for it as a kid --- being raised by your dad in a car shop probably didn't exactly do you much good growing up personality wise. "Is she alright?"

"Yes, she's napping right now," the nurse keeps her voice soft. "But she could use some rest at home, maybe some soup and medicine for her tummy. Were you able to get ahold of her parents?"

"Ricky's on a trip right now, he'll be back tonight. I don't know what Claire's doing," you sigh, your eyes flicking to Chloe when she shuffles. You step over to her when she starts to sit up, rubbing her eyes. "Hey, sweetpea, you doing okay?"

"(Y/N)?" Chloe sniffles as she sees you, and you realize she's been crying. Oh no, does she feel that bad? You're not sure if you have any medicine at home, you'll have to stop and get some for her, what does she normally take? She does look a little pale, was she able to keep anything on her stomach? Has she been throwing up? Should you take her to the doctor? You don't know anything about her insurance, you don't have her cards, you're so not prepped for this!

"Hey," you absently brush her hair out of her eyes, sitting down on the edge of the green bed like you would typically see in a doctors office. "I'm gonna take you home, okay?"

"Where's Daddy?" Chloe grimaces, and it's clear she doesn't feel well, no faking at all. She's pale, her lips are bloodless, cheeks don't have the usual pink hue. She's not really the kid to pretend to be sick, either.

"He's on a trip, so he sent me." You reply, leaning down to lift her backpack over your shoulder. Oh how cute, it's Minnie Mouse, it even has the ears on top. "We're gonna go home and get some rest , he'll be here tonight."

"Mommy?"

"I'll have to call her," you hedge, you have no idea what her mother is doing. Shouldn't she be more attentive!? You're not sure what kind of job she works or what she does, but if she noticed a call from her child's school within the last hour, she should have called by now! You have her number, Ricky made you take just in case, but you really don't want to have to call her. Ricky is going to have a coronary when he realizes the one day he goes out of town, his daughter gets sick, so you'll have to text him before his plane lands.

Chloe sighs in disappointment, but she slips off the plastic looking bed, only to suddenly whiten. The nurse lifts up a tiny bucket you hadn't noticed before, having it at the little girls lips before she even gets sick --- wow that lady is fast.

Oh dear.

"Are you sure it's just a virus?" You worry as the child spills her guts, sitting down in the floor and starting to cry big tears that tug at you. You kneel down beside her, her grubby fingers immediately curling in your t shirt as she turns her face to your chest.

"Oh, yes, it's going around right now," the nurse shrugs, as if this is something she deals with on a daily basis. She wipes gently at Chloe's lips, sighing. "Some orange juice and some sleep should help, but a visit to the doctor wouldn't hurt either."

Right.

You should really get a copy of her insurance.

She has some right?

Oh lord you better take her home.

~~~~~~~~~

The fact you had to carry Chloe from the car and up the stairs to your apartment is probably one of the toughest five minutes of your life. Not to mention she's heavy, you're apparently not that strong, but stairs --- how does Ricky make this look so easy?

The only person you've ever had to care for when they're sick is yourself, your dad never let you see him feeling bad, he always seemed so strong. But you find that it doesn't bother you too much, holding Chloe's hair back or telling her it's going to be alright as she cries and whimpers because she feels terrible. You've tried calling Claire about eight times, but she's still not answering you, maybe because she doesn't know your number?

Ricky is already having a heart attack, but his plane is supposed to have landed already, so he's on his way back to the apartment. You assured him it was just a stomach bug when you finally got through to him, that she was fine, and he has to have called her mom by now right?

It's fine if Chloe stays the night, you just don't know why Claire isn't looking for her child. Where is the woman?

"I feel so bad," Chloe sighs as you help her towel dry her hair, urging her to step on a towel so it can soak up some of the water on the tiles below. You're not sure which one of you splashed water everywhere, but it's everywhere. Even you're damp and you didn't do anything!

"I know, sweetpea, but you'll feel better tomorrow. Just keep drinking the magic pink potion, remember?" You say lightly --- it's literally off-brand Pepto bismal, it's all you had at home but at least it was in date. She didn't seem to mind the taste too much, and she didn't immediately spill her guts afterward, so at least it's in her system by now. You thought calling it a magic potion would lean her to actually drinking it than saying it was medicine, and it worked!

"Daddy will be home soon," you tell her as you finish her hair. You thought maybe a bath would make her feel better, it always does you, so at least now she's cleaned up. You threw one of Ricky's t shirts on her, so of course it's too big and almost brushes her toes, but she looks cute. It was just the first thing you saw in his room and you didn't want to rifle for her pajamas --- it almost felt like you were invading his space.

"Where is he?"

"He had a show to do out of town, but he'll be here in a few hours. His plane should already be landing soon. He'll be home before you know it." You force a smile at her as she rubs her eyes, not looking comforted. You know she would probably feel much better with her parents around, but you're doing your best --- you have no idea what you're doing, but winging it seems okay. She's really the only little kid you've been around, other than your cousins, but it's not as if you're looking after them.

Maybe you should have called your aunt and asked for some advice, she would have known what to do instantly. You wish she would figure out how to text so that you wouldn't have to call, you can never get off the phone with her.

Maybe it's because you don't call often enough?

"(Y/N)?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you for trying to make me feel better," Chloe says after a moment, her eyes flicking to yours, and they look so serious! You blink at her, surprised, before forcing another smile. What are you supposed to say to that? You swear, sometimes it's like she's a little adult.

"That's what stepmoms are supposed to do, right? Take care of the kiddos." You say lightly, patting her shoulders. "I mean, I'm not like the mean one off Cinderella, I hope."

"No," Chloe gives you the slightest tilt of her pale lips. "You're really nice, I like you. I liked you before Daddy did, I think."

You snort, but she's probably right. You're pretty sure you've intimidated Ricky all these years and he was more afraid to not be friends with you than anything --- plus you work on his car for a discount, so there's that. Well, since you're married, maybe for free now? He's really getting the best deal out of this relationship.

"Why don't we take a nap and see if we feel better, hmm?" you suggest after a moment, not knowing what else to do. If she falls asleep soon, maybe you can get some stuff done around the apartment. You'll just close the door and let her snooze.

"Will you stay with me?" she asks, immediately destroying your plans. "Can we watch TV?"

"Of course." You sigh internally as she leans forward, wrapping her arms around your neck. You grimace as you lift her up, feeling the wet tips of her hair brush against your shirt; you're going to be soaked after this, aren't you? You carry her towards the couch, grabbing your blanket and tossing it over her where she snuggles at your side, letting her head rest in your lap.

"Can we watch Princess Sofia?" Chloe sniffles, and you hesitate; what the hell is that?

"Uh, sure." You lean for the remote, tapping the button for Netflix. "What's it called?"

It takes you five minutes to find the show, and you let it play, wondering what you're getting yourself in too. You've never clicked on the kids profile before, but there's a first for everything. Chloe sighs in your lap, her fingers curled against your thigh as she watches the show for a few minutes before drifting off. You've given her that medicine, and you hope it's kicking in --- she does seem a little better. Maybe some rest tonight will make her feel more like herself.

You lean your head back against the cushions, propping your feet up on the coffee table. You don't want to change the show, afraid Chloe might wake up and an episode of Game of Thrones probably isn't age-appropriate. So instead you find yourself watching the show about a commoner girl turned princess upon her mother marrying the king, and her going to princess school to be the best princess ever.

You're not sure at what point you drift off, sometime between the random three fairies helping Sofia in school and the other Disney Princesses popping in to offer guidance. You just shuffle a little when you hear your door opening, the soft thump of bags on the wooden floor and the click of the locks.

You slowly swivel your head, seeing your husband hastily starting in your direction, obviously looking for his sick child. You press a finger against your lips before pointing down at the blanket-clad little girl snoozing peacefully in your lap, and Ricky looks relieved.

Actually, he looks like he needs a shower. He's still in his concert outfit, black smeared against his skin and so thick around his eyes he looks like a pale raccoon. He'd been in a rush and hadn't been able to sit still, worried Chloe was sick; did she need to go to the ER? Should he call her pediatrician?

"Hey," he says softly as he comes to your side, squatting down so he's level with the couch, "how is she?"

"Well, we had a bath and a lot of medicine, so it's snooze time." You reply, hopefully as quietly. You don't want to wake her up, not when she's just started to rest. "She seems okay now."

"Good." Ricky looks relieved. "I'm glad you texted me, I got it before I did the voicemails."

"Did you get in touch with her mom?" You ask after a moment, seeing his brows furrow. "I tried to call her, but she probably doesn't have my number."

"She sent her boyfriend to pick Chloe up, said she was at work and couldn't leave. She called me in a panic because the school said her mother already picked her up." Ricky sounds the faintest bit amused, and your cheeks flush.

"Well. Mrs. Olson picked her up," you reply. "Not my fault they made assumptions. Is she going to pick her up?"

"In the morning, we'll let her rest tonight." Ricky replies, slowly straightening. He stretches with a sigh, and you can tell he's tired. Hopping two planes and playing a show has to be exhausting, but at least he hasn't been cleaning up vomit the last six hours.

"Take a shower, get comfy. She's gonna be out a little while." You say after a moment, giving him a smile. "I'm sure you'll know if she wakes up."

"Alright." That's a good idea. He's sweaty, smells like perfume and paint, and feels like he hasn't slept in two days. It'll be nice to get under some hot water and relax.

A few minutes later, he stands beneath the hot water, letting it rush against his skin and wash the black paint away. Claire chewed his ear off for letting you pick up Chloe, but he didn't want to tell you that.

She was frightened something happened to her daughter, but if she'd answered her phone she would have known! It's also none of her business if he does go out of town, he has no reason to tell her his every move.

It eats at him that she still tries to be so controlling of him just because they have a child, but he refuses. He wants to see his daughter more, be involved in her life, help with her birthday parties. He just wished he didn't have to be around Claire to do it.

He's thankful for you, and that you're taking all of this in stride, not even a complaint! He's changed up your entire life for his own selfish reasons, he realized... and Ryan also pointed it out earlier.

He owes you a night out or something, maybe a concert, just to show his gratitude. No one else would have done this for him.

He hesitates as there's a light knock on the door before he hears it open. Oh, uh...

"Please don't get out and be naked, but Chloe used the last towel so there's none in here." He hears you say after a moment, embarrassed. You didn't think about it until the water was already on. "I'm gonna leave them on the sink, okay?"

"Oh, uh, thanks." He says, eyes flicking to the gray and pink striped shower curtain hiding him from your sight. Your bathroom is decently sized, big enough it's okay for two people to be in comfortably, but it suddenly seems very small.

"Sure." Your eyes flick to the foggy mirror for a brief moment before away, and you quickly turn to leave before pausing. "Oh, and I already put Chloe in your room, she's sleeping like a rock."

"Thanks, (Y/N)."

Hopefully she'll feel better in the morning. Ricky hates that he wasn't there for her when she needed him, he should've been able to pick his child up and bring her home, give her medicine and comfort her. You really stepped up to the plate today, taking care of her.

He knows his music is important, it's his job and how he makes money. He has to focus on his career, he has to go on these trips for promotions. It was just a lot easier when he didn't have a kid whose mother keeps flaking on him when she knows he can't just appear on a dime.

He does worry about tours. He'll be gone for months on end, and Chloe is getting old enough now she's going to notice she hasn't seen her father in a long time. He's talked to her on the phone, but Claire always says she doesn't have time for video chat or more than five minutes.

If you get to keep Chloe, it'll be easier. It's not like you're going to tell him he can't talk to his daughter for as long as he wants, and you'd probably go the extra mile to make sure he could chat with her.

He trusts you more than anyone in the world.

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"Ricky?"

"Hmm?" He didn't realize you were still awake. He'd tried to give you time to sleep, checked on Chloe, watched some mindless TV before heading to bed. He crawled in as quietly as possible and didn't even jerk the blanket off you like you always do to him when you sleep.

"Are you worried about court coming up? It's this week right?" You say after a moment, your back to him where you rest on your side, facing the wall. He shifts slightly, pillowing his head with his arms as he stares at the ceiling.

"I've not been thinking about it too much."

Oh, you figured he'd be agonizing over it, that's his thing. He likes to work himself up into a frenzy and pace back and forth all night and unknowingly bother you.

"Do you think our marriage is actually going to help any?"

"God, I hope so. Otherwise we went through all this for nothing."

"Well, yeah, but it's not been all bad." You say after a moment, snuggling your arms around your pillow, shifting just enough that you get more of the blanket. "I don't mind having a roommate, and you're like a furnace on the colder nights, despite you have cold hands."

Ricky rolls his eyes; so you do know what you're doing! "Then why do you steal the covers away from me all the time?"

"I thought that was a requirement of being a wife." you reply in amusement, curling your legs beneath the heavy blankets, purposefully inching it away from him. "We take your covers, steal your warmth, fix your car."

Ricky snorts. "It's supposed to be the other way around. I should be able to fix your car."

"You don't even know how to change a tire."

"So? I can Youtube it."

This time, you're the one rolling your eyes. "I mean, you can, but that doesn't mean you'll do it right. Just keep to writing music, you're good at that."

"I'm good at other things!"

"Oh yeah? Name me a few." You tease, hearing the indignance in his voice. You can't help but finally move so that you can look at him, lifting up on your elbows to peer at him in the dark. You've successfully dragged the blanket off of him completely at this point, leaving him in those ridiculous blue and green sleep pants with the frogs on them that Chloe made him buy last time she was over because she also found one in her size and they could match. You thought it was adorable and took pictures.

His eyes flick over to you, just able to see your outline; he leaves the bedroom door cracked out of habit now in case Chloe wants to crawl in with the two of you, you don't seem to mind at all, and it leaves a sliver of light across the bed.

"Well, uh... You're really putting me on the spot here."

"Oh, am I?" You chuckle, propping your chin on your hand as you face him, amused. You flick his arm playfully, your gaze absently roving over his tattoos. "Come one, surely you're good at three things that aren't music."

"Coffee. I can make coffee."

"Anyone can make coffee."

"Don't you have to work in the morning?" He grumbles, starting to feel a little cold. "You need your rest."

"Are you bossing me around, Mr. Olson? This is my bed, you know, I hold the power here."

"Is that why you stole the blanket away from me? Trying to freeze me out?"

"Just asserting dominance." You reply, although you do take mercy on him and toss his half back over him. You have no idea that his cheeks are burning bright red, and that in his head the conversation is starting to take a completely different turn. He wishes you wouldn't tease him, especially not in that tone.

You stifle a yawn behind your hand, sighing. "If Claire doesn't pick Chloe up tomorrow, will you take her to the doctor if she isn't feeling any better?"

"Yeah, I will. I'll get you a copy of her insurance so that you have it." He says absently, watching as you snuggle back to your pillow, but you stay facing him; typically you sleep with your back to him all the time. "Just in case."

"Good. I mean, I think it's just a bug, she should be fine." You say, your eyes already closed. You reach out thoughtlessly, patting his shoulder. "She probably feels better knowing that you're here."

"She's been asleep since I came home."

"She probably knows it subconsciously."

Ricky doubts that. His kid sleeps like a log.

"(Y/N)?"

"Mhmm?" You sound sleepy now, he can tell you're drifting off.

"Thank you, for taking care of her today."

"That's what I'm supposed to do," you sigh, feeling his cold fingers slip through yours where they lay against his shoulder, squeezing. "I'm her stepmom, it's my job."

Yeah, but... well, you don't have too. He doesn't feel like there's a point in reiterating that the marriage is fake, and you don't have to play the part of wife so well. It'll be worse in the end when the two of you divorce, Chloe will be so confused after she's gotten used to you being around --- or maybe everything will go back to as it was before, just normal. You two will be friends, you lived as roommates for a while, you'll still be close.

His eyes rove to you where you sleep, your fingers curled loosely in his.

Really, though... he doesn't think anything will ever be the same.

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