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wereallsaloonaticshere · 5 years

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Matthew doesn’t think before he speaks.

Fandom: Eddsworld, saloonatics

Word count: 10963

Summary: Matthew doesn’t want the bandits to be hanged so he convinces the others to bring them to England, and accidentally gets them sent to the dungeons.

TW: Violence, torture mention (it doesn’t actually happen don’t worry), transphobia, homophobia, ask to tag

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It all looked very unlike the typical princely posture everyone around him was accustomed to. With his hands on his knees, leaning his face against the cool concrete of the jail wall, he panted, face a blotchy, sweaty red. He looked unfit to don the layers and layers of purple and gold he had yet to take off.

“How...do any of you...” He took a gasp, “survive in this hell?” He looked up and blinked. He must’ve taken a wrong turn somewhere, because he sneered and said, “Oh. Well, I’m terribly sorry, fellows-”

“Are you okay?” Juan, the shortest bandit in the cell, interrupted, “I ‘member your skin bein’ a different shade of pink before.”

The prince sucked in a quick breath, and it wasn’t due to the temperature.

“Well, my apologies if I’m not used to being on fire. You will all soon, I’m sure, understand the feeling.” He turned on his heel, and walked towards the door. He jerked his hand away, though, when the metal burned him. He pulled his sleeve over his hand and twisted it that way, opening the door. He heard a whisper then a laugh behind him, and spun around to face the sound. “Who said that?”

A few more bandits laughed, including Juan.

“As your-” He cleared his throat, “As a prince, I demand that you tell me. What is so funny?”

“Who’s askin’?” Another bandit straightened his shoulders and glared a hole through the prince.

“Uh...” He swallowed in response, his eyes falling upon Juan. He was quite passive, wasn’t he? “Juan, was it? Tell me now.”

“U-um.” Juan stuttered, everyone staring at him, “I...they were sayin’ it was weird how you can’t stand any heat.“

“Well,” The prince huffs, “in England we don’t have quite the same weather. Now, if you’ll excuse me.” He turns on his heel and walks out the door, ignoring how his hand burnt when he touched the handle.

Eduardo flicked Juan upside the head, “Idiot.”

“Hey!” He rubbed his head, “I only told ‘im so he wouldn’t be upset!”

“Why would you care about his comfort?” He crossed his arms, a stance he often took.

“Because...” Juan bit the inside of his lip, “well, I feel bad for him, I guess.”

“Bad? For him?” His eyes were wide, “Why? He’s a prince. He’s rich, he has everything, and most importantly, he threw us in jail.”

“The sheriff threw us in jail, technically.” Juan muttered, “And without the detective-”

“God, Juan, you’re such an idiot.” Eduardo ran a hand down his face, “he got out! He escaped, and with him, our possibility of making a profit.”

“He was a person, though,” Juan said, “y-you really shouldn’ta done that to him, we-we should’ve stuck to bank robbin’.”

“Me? We all helped!” Eduardo gestured in a circle to Juan and Marco, the latter pretending to read in the corner while he listened in on the other’s conversation. “And that includes you, so don’t pretend you weren’t a part of this just so you can have a pity party with yourself.”

“I had no say in it!” Juan stood up straight then backed down again once he saw the crease in Eduardo’s eyes, “You two brought the prince in and forced me ta keep watch! I never knew nothin’ ‘bout it ‘til he was already unconscious!”

“Still! You could’ve always just said no and left,” he threw his arms out beside him, “that’s always been an option.”

“No, it hasn’t, because then where would I live?” Juan couldn’t keep the bite from his voice, “I joined our group thinking no one would get hurt, and then when I had ta hurt someone, I was already trapped!”

“No one ever trapped you!” Eduardo’s voice suddenly boomed around the small jail. Everyone turned to look now, “so shut up and stop acting like a baby!”

“I’m not acting like a baby! You know what you would’a done if I had refused to watch over him! I wouldn’t get food, or a share of the gold, or-or,” Juan found it hard to hold back, but he suppressed his urge to yell, “or you might’ve made me sleep in the stables, like last time I didn’t do whatever you said!”

“Juan-” his voice was a warning, sent through gritted teeth.

“Or maybe all that wouldn't’ve be enough for you. Maybe you’d leave for a week without telling me, so that I’d think you’d died! Or you’d make me be the one to kill the lame horse, even though you knew I loved him! Wasn’t that a fun little punishment for, what was it again? Oh, right; having a conscience?” Tears pricked Juan’s eyes, as they often did when he was mad, but he barely felt them.

“Juan, shut-”

“So yeah. I think I did feel a little trapped. In fact, I think I’ve felt that way since the day I met you-”

“Shut UP!” Eduardo punched Juan in the nose, and now the tears were really flowing, as he fell to the cold, hard floor with Eduardo on top of him. “I SAVED you! You would’ve starved to death if I didn’t take you in!”

“I could’a found someone else! Or made it by myself!” He defended himself. “I didn’t need you, or anyone!”

Eduardo’s eye twitched.

“You sure did need me when your parents died though, didn’t you?” Eduardo glared knowingly at him, and Juan’s sweat turned cold.

“My parents might’ve died when I was young,” Juan said with startling steadiness, “but at least they didn’t beat me while they were alive, like yours did.”

Eduardo blinked and shook, betrayal evident in the way his fist slowly curled around Juan’s collar.

The two men glared at the other through two different cells, separated so they wouldn’t make good on the threats they whispered under their breath.

“Now, are you two going to continue to act like children, or am I going to have to confine you to separate rooms?” Sheriff Thompson said, looking tired and fed up with the two bandits.

“’S not my fault Eduardo took it too-”

“You’re the one who-!”

“Stop! Stop it, both of you!” He shouted, and rolled his good eye. “I have half a mind to put you two in the other rooms. You’re disturbing the other prisoners.”

“Yeah, Juan.”

“Oh, would you-”

“That’s it.” Thompson unlocked Juan’s cell and grabbed his arm, pulling him out, “I’m putting you in a different room by yourself.”

“Wha-what?” Juan tried to pull away, “Why not Eduardo?”

“...Eh. I was closer to you.” Thompson shrugged, “And you’re beaten up pretty badly. The other cell’s lock is harder to break, so he can’t hurt you more if he happens to get out.”

“Oh, great.” Juan sighed as he followed Thompson to the other room, which took a different key to open.

“Good riddance.” Eduardo glared, but Juan refused to look back at him.

“Yeah,” Thompson said, setting the sweating glass of celebration-whiskey back onto the counter, “he looks like his head was bashed in. A split lip, two black eyes, the works. We even had to put him in a different cell in a different room.”

“The blood was hell to clean up off the floor,” The bartender nodded, cleaning what looked like to be the same glass as yesterday.

“The other guy didn’t come out too good lookin’ either,” Thompson said. “Didn’t know he had it in him to fight like that.”

“He did strike me as sort of a meater as well, but I suppose looks are often deceiving.” Edward said offhandedly as he scribbled onto some paper.

“Whatcha’ writin’?” Thompson asked, leaning over to see.

“Oh, just about how we saved the prince and that I’m okay.” Edward pressed his lips together as he scribbled out a misspelling on quite an easy word, “He, my brother, worries quite I deal, you see.”

“Really? You didn’t tell me ya had a brother.”

“I’ve only known you just under a week, and while the prince was captured my brother wasn’t exactly the first thing on my mind.” Edward smiled, “but no, his name is Eddins.”

“Really? What’s he do?”

The prince swirled the whiskey in his glass, watching the ice melt. His distorted reflection raised it’s curved eyebrow. “Got his face ‘bashed in’, huh?” He smirks at his glass, “I simply wouldn’t be able to handle it if any of those heathens were to lay a single crooked finger on me.”

“Yes, I know,” Edward looked away and sipped his glass, picking up his pen and writing again.

“I mean,” He turns to Thompson, “can you imagine? This face? Worth more than any gold.”

“Yes. It would be a travesty.” Edward said, writing faster.

“I mean, not to offend you two or any of the lovely people in this town, but,” Edward squeezed his eyes shut as Matthew spoke, “I triple in value in comparison.”

“Of course you do.” Edward said, visibly cringing.

“I simply can’t imagine my face getting even a scratch.” He put a hand to his forehead, looking both earnest and shockingly over-dramatic.

“Well, it wouldn’t be that big a deal,” Thompson pointed out, “it happens to all of us.”

“No, no,” Matthew shook his head, “I’d have to leave forever, since there’d be nothing else for me to do. There’d be no point in going on.”

“...That’s really sad, Princey.” Thompson sipped some of his drink, looking over the other with a concerned eye.

“It’s supposed to be.” He put simply, taking a slightly longer sip that usual, “as much as I loathe that little man, I pity him. Hurting one’s looks is the greatest sin of all.”

The bartender laughed a little. “I thought the greatest sin was murder.”

“Yes, yes,” He rolled his eyes, “that to. Murder, then hurting my face.”

“What about torture?” Edward said smugly, deciding to play the technicality game.

The prince sighs loudly, “Murder, torture, than my face, those are the greatest–wait–no! Not my face, hurting my–”

“HA!” Like a burst of energy, Thompson laughed.

“Your face,” Edward said between laughs, “is the worst sin of all humanity. That is just–that is great.”

“’S all makin’ sense now.”

“Oh, shut up!” He huffed and crossed his arms, “My point–”

“I don’t think you’re that good looking,” The bartender shrugged, “I mean, of course I don’t, but I can’t even see how others might think you are. Under that makeup, I reckon you look rather plain.”

The prince looked as if someone had shot him. “You don’t think–you can’t–plain-”

“Why are you overreacting like this?” The bartender smirked, “Who cares what I think? You don’t even know me.”

“I-it’s the principal of it!” The prince exclaimed, “How could someone think that about me at all?”

“You’re being kinda childish right now,” The bartender shrugged.

“I am not!” He slammed his fist down onto the counter, and regretted it immediately. Patrons turned to stare and, once they realized what happened, started to laugh. He bit his lip and ran out of the saloon, with Edward and Thompson chasing him down.

They don’t need to run far, because Matthew took refuge just behind the bar.

“Prince Matthew?” Edward knelt down in front of the prince who was sitting on the ground, “Are you quite alright?”

“Yes, I’m just feeling rather...” He shakily breathed, “You think I’m good looking right? Objectively?”

“Um...” Edward squinted, “do the ladies fawning all over you every chance they get not enough to convince you? Trust me; you look good. Some bartender in a nothing town–sorry Thompson–doesn’t change that.”

Matthew pondered this, then sighed, “I suppose.” His eyes were downcast.

“Well, hey,” Thompson laughed to lighten the mood, “at least you’ll always be better lookin’ than that bandit.”

“That’s setting the bar rather low,” Matthew scowled. “Saying I look better than someone who recently got their head bashed into concrete isn’t much of a compliment. But you’re right...hey, I have an idea. I could go see how that man looks in person! That’ll surely boost my confidence!”

“...Um,” Edward said, “maybe you should go with one of us? For safety reasons–that is one of the men that kidnapped you, you know.”

“No, no, I’m not a child,” He stood up and wiped the dirt from his clothes, “I can handle myself, thank you.”

Edward looked to Thompson.

“Eh...sure. I trust ya.”

“Will you excuse us, Matthew, while you stay right here?” Edward turned and walked a few paces with Thompson so that Matthew wouldn’t hear them, “are you insane? I didn’t come here by boat for months just so that you could jeopardize his safety again!”

“’Tective, you’re bein’ too over dramatic,” he waved him off, “like he said, he’s a grown man, he can handle it.”

“Oh...” he looks back at Matthew already walking towards the jail with a determined step. “alright. But I’m blaming you if anything goes wrong.”

“All I’m saying is that you are the one who first mentioned parents,” A high-ish voice said, sounding strained like they’d made that point more than once. Matthew had his hand on the doorknob but then he froze and leaned closer to the door, (he didn’t press his ear to it because he didn’t want to dirty his face), to try to hear better. “You kind of started it.”

“God!” Eduardo shouted, and the sound of steel bars rattling like they were tumbling out of a brown bag rang through the jail, “what he said to me was way worse!”

“You shouldn’t have started it! Then it wouldn’t have happened at all!” She responded, “honestly, I think you should both apologize to each other.”

“What!” He yelled, “I shouldn’t have to!”

Matthew sighed as Eduardo recaps what he just said again, and eventually opened the door.

“Hello, I’m going to see Juan,” Matthew said, realizing as he walked in that he didn’t know which cell he was in. “Er...where may he be?”

“...Why do you care?” Eduardo seethed, “what, is he the talk of the fuckin’ world now? Is he just so great you just have to see him? What, you-you gonna fall in love with him too?” His voice breaks at the end.

“I am not in love with him!” A woman said, the one with the high-ish voice, “And even if I did, you’d have no right to complain!”

“Not to interrupt a lover’s spat,” Matthew coughed, “but where is he?”

“He’s over there, you pansy.” Another bandit nods to a room on the left and Matthew squares his shoulders and walks towards it, thankful there was steel between them.

The two people resumed their arguing, but it was barely audible when Matthew closed the door. Half the room was behind bars, where Juan sat on a lone concrete bench. The other half was connected to the door, with a mirroring bench on the same side.

Juan perked up at the door, and blinked through deep purple-rimmed eyes when he saw the royal, clad in violet coats, gold earrings, and ginger hair that clung to his sweaty forehead.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, and lightly scratched a bloody mess where a perfectly ordinary nose might have once been.

“Uh...” he swallowed, not expecting him to look this bad. He didn’t need to convince himself of his look’s worth. Especially not when the person he was comparing himself to was worse–looking than he could ever be, or so the prince hoped. “I’m not sure I remember, actually.”

“Oh.” Juan sayed, “well, stay if you want. I’m kinda lonely.” He awkwardly laughed, looking away from Matthew’s eyes. It got quiet for a few seconds, and he started to walk out. But as his hand went to the doorknob, he paused.

“Why...” Was there any reason to ask him? What would he say? What did he expect him to say, anyway? Still, closure sounded like a comforting thing at the moment, when he was standing next to the only person who even had a chance of giving an honest answer, so he asked, somewhat softly, “why did you do it?”

“I didn’t even want to!” Juan shouted, “I just didn’t want to be thrown out for not doing what they say!”

“...So you’re blaming your partners?” He crossed his arms, “You didn’t have to do anything. You have free will.”

“No! I don’t! And I never did!” Juan wiped his eyes harshly, “If I refused to look over you, or talked back to them, they’d get mad! You don’t know what bandits do when they’re mad!” He slammed his fist down at his side.

“You’re right. I don’t.”

“A-and I,” Juan wiped at his eyes again, “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for being such a fucking coward.”

“...” Matthew opened his mouth then closed it. “Why did you start a fight with him if you were scared of him?”

“...I guess he just went too far.” Juan sighed, and rubbed his face, then jerked his hand away with a muttered ‘ow’, “but looking back on it, I wasn’t too nice myself.”

“I take it something happened to your parents?” Matthew asked.

Juan squinted at him. “How did you…”

“Oh, I heard some women and Eduardo arguing about it, saying that he mentioned parents first, so it wasn’t entirely your fault,” he clarified.

“Fern said that, right?” Juan said, “she usually takes my side, yeah.”

“What’d she do to get in jail?” Matthew asked offhandedly.

“She tried to break Eduardo outta jail and got caught.”

“That fast? You’ve only been here for a day or so.”

Juan shrugged and looked away, “she’s loyal to a fault. Most’a the time.”

Matthew took a seat on the bench that mirrored Juan’s, “so...what got you into being a bandit, anyways?”

Juan paused for a while, picking at the frayed seams on his bluejeans, “my parents died, and I had to make money somehow. I wasn’t any good at farming, or anything like that, and...I dunno. At the time, it felt so much easier. I wish I never started, though.”

Matthew nodded, and at the lack of anything to add to the conversation, seeing as both his parents were alive and it was just now dawning on him that other people lived very drastically different lives than him, he decided to be polite. “I’m so sorry for your loss.”

“Thanks.” Juan said, slumping even further into his chair.

“...You’re not as awful of a person as I thought you’d be,” Matthew said.

“Thanks.”

“...How long until they put you back into that other room, with the other criminals?”

“I doubt I’ll be sticking around long enough to know.”

“What does that mean?”

“I’m part of a gang of thieves, Matt,” Juan glared weakly at the knees that showed through the torn parts of his pants, “we’ll be hanged.”

The nickname startled Matthew, since only his younger sister had ever called him that before, and even that was just when they were alone. To hear it shortened so casually was...odd.

He shifted in his seat, “that’s...too bad.”

“Yup.”

The air in the room had turned heavy, and Matthew got up and headed for the door.

“Goodbye. I hope God has mercy on you; you don’t seem bad at heart, just weak.”

“Bye.”

Matthew didn’t know where he wanted to go. There weren’t many places to choose from in such a small town, but he figured there had to be something other than the bar or the prison. He decided to head to his hotel room.

It was cooler inside, since Matthew got the only room with air conditioning on account that he was a prince. Though it did nothing to counteract the light beating down on him from the open window. He shut the curtains and lied down on his bed, facing the ceiling. There was still enough light for him to easily see, but he closed his eyes, and pretended he was back at home, hearing the rain crash against his window in the black pitch of night.

He rested his arm over his eyes, wondering what he was going to do next.

Juan hadn’t been mean to him when Matthew was captured; on the contrary, he had tried to make conversation and make the place as comfortable as possible. He did something rash as a child and got stuck with a bad group, but he did seem like he had the potential to be something good. Maybe everyone had that potential.

“Ugh, what am I doing?” Matthew said aloud to himself, rolling over so he now faced the wall, “that man doesn’t deserve to die, he was merely,” he rolled his hand above his head, “a victim of circumstance. I mean, if I had to choose between my own well-being and that of someone I didn’t know, I’d probably choose myself to–”

“Er,” Edward coughed outside the door, “may I come in with your suitcase?”

“What are you talking about, my things are already in here,” Matthew asked, his embarrassment for being caught talking to himself overshadowed by his confusion.

“No, it’s an empty one. You’re leaving tomorrow, did no one tell you?” Edward said, opening the door and walking in.

“Oh, um, no, actually,” Matthew said, sitting up, “no one told me.”

“It’s for the best, you know. We can’t have you staying in an unsafe environment for any longer.” He set the suitcase on the floor, “be up and ready by sunset, then we’ll head to the docks.”

“Alright. See you then.”

“Make sure to get some sleep.” Edward said, “your father wanted you back home as soon as possible, so you’ll be disguised as a normal person on a regular boat.”

“What?” Matthew jumped off the bed, “I’ll have to sleep where everyone else does? And wear what everyone else does–act like everyone else does?”

“Well, yes,” Edward said, “truly, it isn’t that hard.”

“But what about the way I talk? Or the way I stand?” Matthew squared his shoulders for emphasis. “Or what about my face? As the most attractive of England’s princes, people will recognize me.”

“Not if you’re in plain clothes and make even a minute effort to conceal your face.”

“But-”

“Prince, stop!” Edward glared, then softened his expression as he realized his harsh tone, “I...I am only delivering your father’s orders. You are to come back to England by boat as a commoner so as not to arouse questions until we get everything sorted out. And I won’t hear anything else about it.” He set the empty suitcase down and opened the door to leave.

“Wait!” Matthew said, “what will happen to Juan?”

Edward blinked. “Who, pardon?”

“Juan. One of the bandits that kidnapped me.”

“Oh...” Edward said, “um...I assume he’ll be hanged in a few days, why do you ask?”

“Oh, well...” Why did he ask? There was no real reason for him to care about one of the bandits who kidnapped him, even if he did have a decent-enough reason for doing so. But something about the look in his eyes when he was talking to him, the clear regret that he shouldn’t have let his mistake go this far...it jerked at his chest. He deserved a second chance...

But how to convey that to Edward?

Matthew had to be able to get Juan out of the jail so he wouldn’t be hanged, that was obvious. And Matthew could do it by...

“Since the crime was so personal to me,” Matthew started, hoping an idea would form as he spoke, as it sometimes would, “I would like to have Juan come back to England with me, so I could...throw him in the dungeons in England, on my own turf.”

“...” Edward blinked again, “you...okay. I suppose we could find a place for him on the boat, but...weren’t there three criminals?”

“What? Oh–oh yes, that’s what I meant. I simply only remembered Juan’s name.”

“Oh. Okay then. Bye,” Edward waved and left the room.

As Matthew sat in his room, alone once more, he thought about what he said. Juan being in the dungeons isn’t going to help him become a better person...maybe he’d just have to break him out? Or...maybe he’d insist on being the one to ‘torture’ him, when they’d really just talk together, both safe and completely unharmed? He’d think of something, but as of then one thing was for sure–Juan wasn’t going to get hanged anytime soon.

Thompson unlocked the door and walked into the cell, putting handcuffs on Juan, and began to walk out.

“Hey, wait!” Juan pulled back on Thompson’s grip, “I don’t want to go back to the cell with Eduardo, he’ll kill me!”

“Calm down,” Thompson rolled his eye, “you’re not going back to that cell, you an’ your friends are goin’ to a different cell on a boat to England. You’ll be separated there and on the ride there, ‘a course.”

“Huh?” Juan said as he was escorted out of his cell and into the larger, main cell.

“What’s going on?” Fern asked Juan as she saw him.

“How would I know?” Juan asked.

“Because if it’s a boat to England, than it prolly has something to do with the Prince, who’s also boardin’ a ship to England. Who you talked to just a day ago.” She crossed her arms.

“Oh...” Juan tried to think of exactly what Matthew told him, “I don’t think he said anythin’ ‘bout this.”

“Hey, what’s the meaning of this!?” Eduardo shouted from outside the jail. “Where’re you takin’ me!?”

“Shit-” Thompson ran outside, pulling Juan with him, “what’s goin-”

“Juan! Did you do this?” Eduardo yelled, with Edward holding him in handcuffs.

“No!” Juan said, “I don’t even know what’s goin’ on!”

“If I get hurt in any way cause’a you, I swear.” Eduardo glared with all his might.

“We’re both gonna get hanged no matter where we are, so save it!” Juan glared right back.

“Y yo, no me olvides.” Marco rolled his eye as he was lead onto the carriage that would bring him to the docks. Then he added, more quietly, “Aunque sé que lo harás.”

“Okay, well, either way you three’ve gotta go,” Thompson turned to Edward, “have Eduardo sit in the other section, since Juan doesn’t have any problems with the blond one.”

“Why do I have to be alone?” Eduardo asked.

“Because I was already alone, now we have to switch! Plus, you don’t even like Marco!” Juan said.

“El rubio? De Verdad?“ Marco said.

“Shut up!” Thompson shouted, “ya’ll er’ actin’ like a buncha’ schoolgirls, I swear! You’ll get in there, sit where we tell ya to, and wait ‘till we get to the docks! Then, when ya do get there, you damn well better follow orders. Understand?”

They all nodded.

“Good,” Thompson sighed, “Edward, ima go back to my office; think you can handle the rest?”

“Of course.”

“Well...it was nice workin’ with ya.” Thompson held out his hand.

Edward took it, “I won’t forget to write. But goodbye for now.”

Thompson nodded and walked off towards his office. Edward watched him go for a couple of seconds.

“Okay, you get in here,” he told Juan, and Juan climbed in, sitting next to Marco. Then Edward turned to Eduardo, “you’ll be in this part of the—”

“It’s stupid I have to be the one in the separate—”

“Would you like to sit in a small room with a person you hate for the next few weeks, or be alone?” Edward glared at Eduardo as he walked.

Eduardo said nothing until they got to where he was supposed to go. Then, as he was climbing in, he said, “Maybe this isn’t the worst arrangement after all; now I won’t have to hear Juan’s dumbass voice every fuckin’ secon—”

Edward closed the carriage door, and walked to the front of it, sitting next to the coachman.

“I take it we’re headin’ to the docks?” The coachman asked.

“Yes.” Edward nodded, as he picked up a book from his luggage and opened it. It was about a sheriff in a small town who could see three days into the future. Edward thought about how Thompson might like it.

After the long boat ride, Matthew stepped out onto the British soil. Or, rather, the British wood of the British docks.

“Am I allowed to go change into more suitable clothing or will I forever have to suffer in these rags?” Matthew huffed, as he fell into step next to Edward.

“You’re dressed in the clothing of a very wealthy man, so it could’ve been worse,” he suppressed an eye roll, “but yes, you will be able to change, just as soon as we arrive at the hotel.”

“Ugh!” Matthew loudly exclaimed, attracting a few stares from passersby, “I can’t believe this.”

“Soon, it’ll be over,” Edward said, “hopefully.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“This isn’t terribly fun for me, either, you know,” Edward stared ahead as he walked, “hearing you complain so bloody often.”

“You have no right talking to me that way!” Matthew said, “I’m a prince!”

“I’m aware.” Edward nearly growled, then took a deep breath, and said, “just...know that it will be over soon, okay?”

Matthew looked over at the boat they just got off of, then the skyline, anything but Edward’s eyes.

Edward sighed, “we’ll get on another carriage and ride until sunset, then we’ll stop at a hotel called the 'Knight Inn’. I hope that’s to your liking, because it’s the one your father already paid for.”

Still Matthew said nothing.

Edward continued, “once you settle into your suite, we can discuss the matter of those bandits.”

“Oh, yes, them,” Matthew had been ignoring what he was going to say about them. He didn’t particularly care about what happened to the two who weren’t Juan, since they were the ones who actually kidnapped him, but he worried what would happen to Juan himself. If he was going to the dungeons, he would surely be tortured, but Matthew couldn’t bear the thought of that. At least Juan was nice to him while he was held captive, he didn’t deserve to get punished as harshly as the others. Maybe he could... “about them.”

“...Yes?” Edward asked, “what about them?”

“Well...uh...” Matthew trailed off, nothing to say coming to mind.

“...I was going to say that we would discuss what would happen to them. Did you have anything to add?” His tone wasn’t rude, but curious or confused.

“Yes, um, you see,” Matthew searched his brain for something to say, “I, uh...wanted to send them to the dungeons, um, myself.”

“...You mean, torture them yourself?” Edward squinted, something unreadable in his eyes.

“Yes, exactly!” Matthew said, relieved he finally found a point, “it was very personal to me, you see, so, I’d like to deliver them their punishment myself.”

“...Alright, then.” Edward said.

When the carriage rolled up to them, after 20 or so minutes of walking, they climbed in, and didn’t speak until they arrived at the hotel.

The Knight Inn was almost like a small castle, which made Matthew all the more excited to arrive there. It had murky, still waters in the front that reflected the many levels and windows of the tall building. In the sunset, it was all painted red.

“One hundred shillings, please,” the coachman demanded as they pulled up to the hotel.

“What?” Edward asked, “that’s a preposterous amount!”

“Why are you angry, it’s the king’s money,” he shrugged.

“I could have you arrested for treason!” Matthew said, glad he could finally throw his weight around again.

“No you couldn’t.” The coachman smiled and held out his hand, “and it’s 120 shillings now.”

Edward grumbled as he paid it, and watched the man drive off.

“Coachman? More like a go-out, I swear.” Edward said to himself as they walked to the hotel check in.

“Yes, he was simply atrocious. Taking advantage of innocent people.” He stopped when he got to the desk where the hotel worker was.

“Yes, hello, we have-”

“Oh, yes, your room is ready!” The man shot out of his seat and ran up to escort them to the stairs, “the suite is on the top floor, I hope it accommodates to your every need.”

“I’m sure it will,” Edward read the man’s name tag, “Wilson.”

“May I take your bags for you?” Wilson asked.

“Oh, of course!” Edward handed them to him, and they began walking up the stairs.

When they finally arrived at the royal castle a few days later, he was met by his mother enveloping him in a hug.

“Oh! I was so worried!” She kisses him all over his face, “my little baby boy! My angel!”

“Thank you, thank you,” Matthew tried to lightly push her away, “I missed you too.”

“Oh, I’m never letting you leave this castle again, for fear of something happening to you!” the Queen pulled back and looked her son over, just to make absolutely sure he was real, and hugged him again.

The rest of the day was barely memorable. His father came down to teach him in the ways of battle strategy and economics. Matthew would’ve thought his father had actually forgotten about him getting kidnapped if he hadn’t added something extra to his homework notes- “please be more careful the next time you travel out of our sight. We don’t want to lose you.” It was a sweet gesture, and it resonated with him in an odd way.

His father was never the type to verbally tell him that he had done something good, or that he was proud of him, or even that he loved him. He just never said it. But at least this showed he cared, in some small way.

Matthew suddenly wished his mother were there to hug him.

He rushed to his room and set his papers down on his desk, collapsing onto his bed. There was a knock at his door.

“Yes?” Matthew asked, reaching a hand up to smooth his hair.

“Detective Edward Gold said you wanted to torture the bandits yourself?” John, one of Matthew’s best butlers, asked, “they’re here now, and your father’s going to teach you how to-”

“Oh!” A small sweat appeared on his forehead. How to convince him that he didn’t want to actually hurt them? “I can do it myself, but tell my father I said thank you for the offer.”

“Uh- are you certain, because-”

“Yes, yes, of course!” He sat up and opened the door, “are they already in the dungeons?”

“Yes, your highness,” John said, with his arms placed politely behind his back. “Would you like me to show you to them?”

“No, thank you, I’ll be alright-”

“Your father insisted,” John said, stopping him from walking past him with one hand on his shoulder.

Matthew looked back at him. He was already going against his father’s—the king’s—wishes for him; he could go along with this.

“Of course, how silly of me. Go on,” he said, letting John lead him down to the dungeons as he fell into step behind him.

As they were walking, taking nearly nonsensical twists and turns, Matthew silently was grateful that John had stopped him and became his guide.

Sometimes, like when Matthew was little and he and his sister would play tag or cops and robbers or some other childhood game, he found the vastness of the palace that he lived in quite astounding. It truly felt like anything could be accomplished in the mystery of unopened doors. Now, however, as they arrived at the downward slope of stairs that led directly into the dungeons, he couldn’t help but find it daunting. It was like a big prison, with many rooms and decorative dead ends. Not to mention the fact that since he was royalty someone would always be following him, under the guise of ‘showing him the way’. And while that was reassuring when he was a child, it felt rather off-putting now that he was an adult, like a shirt he once loved but had since outgrown, but still had to wear, no matter how much he thought about just clawing it off, blood stains and all.

As John took a torch off of a nearby wall to light the way, Matthew wondered if he could maybe run past him, loose him in the darkness, and walk the rest of the way there himself. But even if he did succeed in that, John would tell his father, and he’d get lectured about safety and respecting authority. Plus, they were almost there, anyways.

Matthew coughed into his elbow.

“Getting sick, your highness?”

“No, no,” Matthew said, “it’s that smoke; do you have to keep it so close to my face?”

“It’s not nearly close enough to burn you, and you have to see,” John explained, “besides, there’s no need to worry, seeing as we’re about to arrive.”

They came up to a thick black door, with many thick black locks attached to it. John took out his keys and opened each lock except for the biggest one. Right as his key was poised to go in, he turned to Matthew.

“The first one holds a man named Juan, whom you’ve apparently taken a special interest to? Or at least that’s what Detective Gold said. And at the far right corner of that room lays a door, which holds the other man, and so on with the third.

“They are already tied to a chair, and should be awake by now. I don’t think he would’ve been able to get out of the ropes, but you never know with newcomers. So, even though you’ve requested to do this alone, I do want to check and make sure-”

“No,” Matthew said firmly, “I’ll be fine, thank you.”

John looked down at the key in his hand. He sighed to himself, unlocked it, and pushed it open, peering in to see the bandit on the other side of the room, still sleeping.

“As you wish, your highness.” he turned and handed him the keys and the torch, stepping aside so he could walk in, “but if you happen to change your mind-”

“Thank you, sir,” Matthew took the keys and walked in, shutting the door behind him.

As he gets closer to Juan, each step creaking loudly and echoing against the high walls, he notices a table a few yards away. On it laid razors and hammers and pliers and all sorts of things that made Matthew’s stomach crawl. Swallowing something down, he placed the torch above the table on the latch.

He turned towards Juan, and suddenly wondered what he’d gotten them all into. No doubt Juan was scared out of his mind when he was told he was going to be sent...here. If he was even told at all. Maybe he was meant to be surprised when he woke up and found himself in a pitch black room, surrounded with nothing but bloody contraptions and rotting gore.

Matthew quickly thought about all the other people in the dungeons, most of whom he’d never met, and all of whom certainly didn’t deserve to live out the rest of their days in a place like this, but immediately pushed the thought away. He had to focus on the matter at hand, on talking to Juan about how they were going to get him out of there. Matthew leaned back and looked up at the tall ceiling, shrouded completely from any light. What if something happened one day and a guard walked in and noticed they all looked completely normal? Or if his father decided he wanted to check his son’s handiwork?

Everything would fall apart. And the worst thing about it was that he wouldn’t even be able to explain why he’d done it. His father already looked down upon him for always doing poorly in his studies, so telling him that he only accidentally sent them to the dungeons because he didn't want them to die would only further his disappointment. And Matthew was already so worried he’d disappoint his father...

Matthew looked down back at Juan. His neck was curved forward in an uncomfortable looking angle and his shoulder length hair completely covered his eyes. He was still sleeping, undoubtedly.

Since Matthew only had a limited amount of time to spend there, he snapped his fingers in front of Juan’s face. He blinked at the sound and his eyes focused groggily, then he pressed his body against the chair as hard as he could.

“Ugh...” He said, voice hoarse from lack of water, “don’t...” his eyes drifted over to the most illuminated place in the room, the table full of tools. “Don’t...”

“Oh, Juan,” Matthew said, as tears began to bloom in the Juan’s eyes, “you’re not-”

“Please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-” Juan burst into tears, the rest of his words getting caught somewhere between his dried throat and his sore eyes.

“I’m not going to-” Matthew said, and Juan jerked away from his hand as he tried to wipe his tears away, “you don’t have to fear me! I’m not going to hurt you.”

“So you...why am I even here?” Juan asked.

“Because, though you are a coward, I did not believe you deserved death.”

“So...I’m just gonna stay here for the rest of my life, doing nothing?”

“Well...perhaps I didn’t think it through as much as I could have, but it is better than dying, right?”

“I mean...” he shrugged, “I guess.”

A silence passed through them for a short time.

“How long have I been here?” Juan asked.

“Oh, I’m not sure, but if this is the first time you’re waking up, it’s probably only been a day.”

“Are you ever gonna break us outta here?”

“Uh...” it was a good question, “I’m not sure how I would do that, in all honesty.”

“So we’re really just stayin’ here forever?” Juan looked deflated.

“Well...” Matthew decided to go back to his usual method- talk first, think later. “Perhaps I could find a way.”

“Really?” Juan perked up.

“Indubitably.” He smiled, trying to mask his doubt.

“That’s great! When?”

“...I will let you know when it happens, okay?” Matthew’s mind raced for a plan, but there wasn’t one. There were people bustling to and from every hour of every day, there would always be someone just over their shoulder…how could he find a time to sneak them all out of there?

“Thanks! I hope it’s soon, it looks like it gets really lonely here. And dark.” Juan’s eyes flickered over to the torch, still burning with a fervent heat. But all things die out.

“Ah, that reminds me, I have to go,” Matthew turned and reached for the torch, then retracted his hand. Might as well let him have light, if only for a little while. He’ll be able to see well enough to find his way back.

“Oh? Right now?” Juan asked.

“Er, yes, I have to, uh, plan for your escape,” Matthew nodded, smiled, and speed-walked back to the door. Sweat began to pool in his collar as he headed towards his room, the long trek giving him time to collect his thoughts and ideas on how to get them out of there.

At some point, though, he got turned around, and found himself in a vaguely familiar hallway. Before he could really think about where he was, his sister walked by, looking down at the floor dejectedly.

“Hello,” Matthew gave a quick glance over his shoulder, “Adelia. Why do you look so stressed?”

“Oh,” she fiddled with the cuffs of her shirt, “just another ‘lesson’ from father. Apparently I’ve been choosing too many ‘loud and feminine’ colors for my clothes lately.” Her shoulders were slumped, “sometimes I think he suspects something…”

Matthew held out his arms for a hug, which Adelia accepted. He patted her hair, a short mess of curls she got from her mother.

She pulled away, and sniffled, “I’m just worried-” her gaze flickered to a butler, looking at them from across the hall.

The man jerked his head away, and pretended to be fully engrossed in a painting on the wall.

“...Let’s talk in your old room.” She whispered, and they walked into it, the name ‘Matthew’ engraved into the door with beautiful calligraphy. It would have every right to be seen by royalty except for the dust and scratches that made it bedraggled.

Adelia sat down on the bed, at the other end of the room, while Matthew closed the curtains.

“I’m worried...what if he finds out about me?” Her lip quivered as she felt water prick her cheeks, and she buried her face in her hands, hunching her shoulders so they nearly touched her ears and shuffling to the very corner of the bed.

“Oh, sister,” he put emphasis on the word as he moved to sit next to her. He wrapped his arms around her and very softly swayed, and it reminded both of them of when they were children. They’d run down these halls, try and climb their bed frames, anything they could think of. It was before their responsibility, before their confusion, and before their fear. “I’ll always be here for you.” He enunciated each word clearly.

She laughed dryly through her sobs, “not if he disowns me.”

“No, he wouldn’t do that, it would be far too big a scandal.”

“He would,” she responded without hesitation, “I’m not the eldest. There would be another to take the throne.”

“...You’re my sister, Adelia. And...I’d abdicate with you.”

Adelia pulled away, and stared at him, confused, “...surely you know you don’t have to say that.”

“Oh, but I’d want to,” he continued to look her in the eye, “you’re my sister, Adelia. I love you. Plus, lately I’ve felt rather...disillusioned with our family as of late.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I’m not sure I want to continue protecting the family name.” He said, resting his forehead on his palms, his body slumped forward.

Adelia’s eyes were wide, “pardon my manners, but where did this come from? Whatever happened to staying here for our safety? It’s not like other places will accept us more.”

“But it’s the principle of it!” Matthew raised his voice and slammed a fist down on his knee, “we’ve stayed in the dark too long! I want to be able to love whomever I choose, and for you to be who you are! Their practices have gone on far too long!”

“Brother, this is all very impulsive-”

“No, dear sister, it is long overdue!” His shoulders relax but he somehow looked more stressed, “I...I went to the dungeons earlier today. And...people are there.”

“...Why were you in the dungeons?” Adelia asked.

“Well…” Matthew explained what happened, “and when I walked in there I could hardly take it. I just...don’t want to be a part of a system that does that anymore. And also...I see you every day, when someone calls you by that certain name or title, and I know you could be so much more. You’ve waited far too long, and you deserve to not have to wait anymore. And I deserve it too.”

“...That’s quite a speech,” Adelia said, calmly, “but we could never survive on our own. Where would we live, for instance?”

“You could live with me, I wouldn’t mind sharing a room with you! It could be like when we were children!” Matthew smiled, “we could get a little cottage in the forest with a library and a museum, and everything would be marvelous.” He put his hands on her shoulders, “I could buy you dresses, you could shave, and everything would be perfect.”

“Now where would you get the money to do that?”

“Well, uh…” now that he thought of it, he didn’t really have too many skills that would qualify him for a job. He’d had extensive war strategy, economics, and etiquette lessons his whole life, but what job would have those qualifications other than being king? The only thing he really had going for him was his looks, or at least, that’s what Matthew always figured, since it was really the only thing he was ever complimented on. “I’d think of something.”

She sighed, “that wouldn’t work. Neither of us could survive without them.”

“I could ask my friends for help!”

Adelia squinted at him, “you mean the duke of Italy?”

“What? No, Edward Gold! The detective who rescued me! We’re on excellent terms and I have a hunch he’d help us.”

“Really? Why do you think that?”

“Well…” Matthew thought back, and didn’t really have any evidence that Edward would be supportive of his sister being born a male. “I know a very big secret of his. If he doesn’t help us, I could always threaten to leak it to the press.”

“No, no, then I’d feel awful,” she shook her head, “I couldn’t do that to him.”

“Well...then we could move in with his brother, Eddins! He’s a successful poet, and I’m sure he’d help us if we needed it!”

“How do you know that?”

“Well, one time when I was talking about something father was telling me, about how he wanted to crack down on crossdressers, Eddins rolled his eyes and said he should just leave them be, and that they weren’t doing any harm.”

“I’m not just a crossdresser,” she said, quietly, “it’s more than that, you know.”

“I do. Trust me, he’ll respect you.” Matthew assured her, “he’s really quite open minded, you’ll find. Honestly, I should introduce you to him regardless of whether or not we go through with this.”

“Oh, I don’t think I could,” she said, “it would be too much of an undertaking, we’d have to hide, if-”

A knock sounded on the door, and they both froze. They shouldn’t have been talking so loudly, they shouldn’t have been discussing this at all, it was foolish of them and, no, of course it would never happen again.

“A telegram for Prince Matthew, your highness.” The voice sounded even, not angry or shocked.

“Coming!” Matthew got up and opened the door. “Thank you.”

The man saluted and walked away.

Matthew closed the door and read the telegram aloud as he walked back to his seat.

“Dear Son, Matthew, I heard you wanted to take responsibility and do the dirty work yourself. While I’m glad you finally decided to take initiative, it is imperative that you never again make a decision that big without my permission. Tomorrow at 6am sharp, after a good night’s rest, we’ll go down to the dungeons and I’ll teach you how to do it the right way. Do not arrive any later. Love, your father.” Matthew gulped. “Oh no, we have so little time!”

Adelia sighed deeply, “well...I think I might have a way to finally put all this talk into action. Though if it doesn’t work...do you really want to risk everything for these people? One of them may not have been as bad as he could’ve been, but they still...weren’t the best people overall.”

“I do. I can’t just let them be tortured! Even if they are criminals, they still don’t deserve that.”

“...You’re right, but what if we fail? What if we fail and we still have to fulfill our duties? What if we fail and people no longer like us, or attack us? What if we fail and we still have to sit down with our parents for dinner, and face that silence.” Adelia had a few unshed tears in her eyes.

Matthew squeezed her shoulder, “we won’t. We’ll get them out, we’ll live alone, and we’ll be self-sustaining. Live as our true selves. It’ll be perfect, trust me.”

“...Alright. I’ll help you,” she smiled and said, “now, we have some shift schedules to study.”

After a few hours spent looking over the schedules of the people guarding the dungeons, they found a man who owed Adelia a favor. They sent him a note saying that he and his wife, a woman who was the head of the royal family’s laundry services, needed to go back to their house for the rest of the week. And without the woman to give the other laundry workers orders, everyone in the laundry department decided to leave early that day, figuring they might as well.

When they were sure the two would be gone, they broke into the laundry room, and changed into worker clothes.

Adelia looked between the male uniform, a white shirt with black tie and pants, and the female one, a brown dress with a white apron around it.

Matthew handed her the dress as he buttoned his shirt, “it’s okay. You deserve it. And trust me, sister; you’ll look smashing.”

Adelia smiled and threw the dress on. “Come on, let’s go.”

“Of course.”

Adelia scooped up three outfits and put them in a large purse, and they began running to the dungeons.

It took them about half an hour, but they arrived at the dungeon. Matthew took a deep breath, pulled out his key, and opened the door.

As they walked closer to Juan, he picked up a torch from the wall and held it out in front of them, leading the way through the darkness as the torches grew fewer and farther between.

“M-Matthew? Is that you?” Juan said, the new light piercing his eyes, the old torch beside him having already died out hours before, “who’s that?”

“My sister Adelia,” Matthew said firmly, offering no argument, “We’re going to break you and your friends out.”

“Oh?” Juan looked Adelia over. After a second, he smiled, “thanks ma'am! Or- your highness?”

“Ma’am for now, thank you,” she said, making sure her voice was as high as it could be. That paired with her dress made her feel very giddy indeed.

“Okay!” Juan said.

Matthew took one of the blades off the table and cut the ropes that bound him, replacing the old torch with the new one on the wall to free up his hands.

Juan stood up and rubbed his arms, stretching them above his head in a circle.

“Right, well, where are the others again?” Adelia asked.

“I think they’re in the rooms behind that door,” Juan said, pointing to a door in the corner. “And, um, how much time do we have, exactly?”

“About four hours if I remember correctly,” Adelia said, “so put this on quickly.” She hands him a laundry worker’s outfit.

“O-oh, you’re welcome!” Juan smiled as he rushed to put on the clothes, “and thank you! I never thought I’d meet a princess!”

Matthew picked up the torch from the wall again. “Let us go, then.”

Juan’s stomach growled as they walked over to the second door. He wrapped his arms around it, crossing them tightly.

The same key worked on the second door, thankfully, and it kicked up a heavy layer of dust.

A shadowy figure could be seen the farther they got into the room.

“Who-who are you?” Said a shaky voice, no longer commanding. “Don’t come near me!”

“It’s alright, Eduardo!” Juan said cautiously, walking behind Matthew, “we’re gonna leave, okay?”

“...Juan…?” A sniffle.

When they got close enough to define his features, Eduardo squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting them to see the stains of tears that drenched his cheeks.

“Oh, Eduardo,” Juan bent down and hugged him, “it’s gonna be okay.”

Eduardo, still being tied to the chair, simply leaned into Juan, pressing his eyes against his collar to soak up his tears.

Matthew set the torch in the latch and began working on cutting his binds. There were more here than there were for Juan; he must’ve struggled.

Juan pulled away so Matthew could have an easier time doing his job.

“Oh, thank you, Juan,” Matthew said. “Adelia, could you go into the third room and, uh,” Matthew looks up and tries to see the door. He does, and it’s in the middle of the wall next to them, maybe 50 yards away, “cut the binds of the third one?”

“Of course,” her voice dropped a few octaves since she wasn’t thinking about how her voice would sound, and she cringed internally. But she was used to it, so she placed some clothes next to Eduardo on the floor and began to walk to the other room.

“Hey, why’s that dude wearing a skirt?” Eduardo asked Juan, lowering his voice so she wouldn’t hear.

“You will refer to her as ‘she’.” Matthew said, scraping away at the rope more roughly.

“...Okay,” Eduardo rolled his eyes, “I just don’t see why I should.”

“Eduardo,” Juan rubbed his neck, “she doesn’t have anything to do with Laurel, okay? Don’t be rude to her just because you can’t get over things.”

“That’s not-”

“She has nothing to do with this, okay?” Juan asserted, “They’re only similar because they’re both...a little different from most people. Just because that reminds you of Laurel having to move away doesn’t mean-”

“All done,” Matthew stepped away as the ropes fell to the ground.

Eduardo shakily stood up, having to rely on Juan for support. “...Thanks.”

“You’re welcome. I’ll go check on Adelia.” Matthew said, and walked to the other room.

“...Sorry for talking about your parents,” Eduardo mumbled.

“Huh?” Juan said, “oh, way back then? Eddie, it’s okay. It was weeks ago, and I wouldn’t still be mad at you after all this.” He reached out and held Eduardo’s hands.

“...Thanks,” Eduardo nearly whispered, giving Juan’s hands a light squeeze, “but...when we were fighting...you did have a point. And...look, I’m just really-”

“Not to break up anything personal, but we really do need to be going,” Adelia said, walking out with Matthew and Marco, “we not only have to be out of the palace in three hours time, but also far enough away to get a headstart on the guards.”

“The guards?” Juan asked, walking over to Marco to stand next to him.

“Yes, they’ll surely try to capture us.” Adelia said as she began to head out, “especially since Matthew is first in line for the throne and we haven’t officially abdicated yet.”

“Why would you two even want to do that?” Eduardo asked, quickly putting the clothes on.

“I’ve been thinking about it for some time now.” Adelia said, voice more tired than the shadows of the halls that surrounded them.

When Eduardo finished, they began walking.

“Well, what about you?” Juan abandoned Marco to walk next to Matthew, “why do you want to leave your position?”

They walked through the door, “I’m not leaving my sister alone to fend for herself.”

“Aw, that’s sweet a’ you,” Juan said. “Have ya thought about where you’ll live yet?”

“Er, well,” Matthew started as they walked through the other door and out into the open.

Adelia blew the torch out and continued to lead the way up the stairs.

“Let me do the talking, Matthew,” Adelia whispered to him, “your voice is too recognizable.”

Matthew nodded, making a key turning motion in front of his face.

When they eventually got to the main exit, a guard stopped them.

“Too many workers have already left today,” he paused to cough, “you’ll need to stay here unless you want the laundry to really pile up.” His grizzly voice was a deep baritone, and his tall red guardsmen hat stood straight atop his head. His eyes were sunken in, and he had the kind of cough you could hear a mile away.

“Today is a holiday, sir.” Adelia spoke, her voice sounding almost nothing like her normal one, except for a little nasally tinge, “why did you think all the others went?”

The guard squinted at her, “I wasn’t made aware of any holidays.”

Adelia stood tall, and said firmly, “well, my friends and I simply wish to celebrate with the others.”

“Watch your manners, girl,” the guardsman glared, keeping his feet planted.

“Hm?” Adelia furrowed her brow.

“Um, excuse me sir,” Juan stepped forward, “but it’s a kind of party you might enjoy yourself.”

“Oh?” The guardsman asked, giving a smug look, “what kind of party is this, now?”

“Well,” Juan began to sweat, but still leaned in as he spoke softer, “it’s to discuss our pay. It’s not the same, you know.”

“Well, it shouldn’t be, not entirely.” His voice was still stern, but he kept it quiet to, “my job’s certainly harder than yours.”

“But for us laundry people,” the guard raised his eyebrows when Juan said that, “we hardly get paid enough to both afford rent and food at the same time. Not even mentioning how hard the women have to work for less pay.”

“...You know,” the guardsman scratched under his hat, “it has been getting harder and harder for all of our children to eat every night. My wife has to work too, and after we pay the nanny and all other expenses, sometimes there’s hardly enough money to buy bread.”

Juan nodded empathetically, “‘M sorry to hear that. But we need your help especially. The more friends we have higher up, the easier it’ll be to negotiate. So, will you let us go to the ‘party’?”

“...Of course.” The guardsman stepped to the side and let them pass.

Chill air smashed their noses as they left the palace. “How’d you do that?” Eduardo asked.

“Do what?” Juan asked, wishing he had a coat to tighten around him.

“Convince him to let us out?” Eduardo said.

“Si, fue realmente impresionante,” Marco added.

“It was nothin’, really,” Juan shrugged, “I could tell he looked tired, an’...I dunno. I figured it was a safe guess, I guess.”

“...” Matthew had his hands in his pockets, eyes glued to the floor as he trudged along behind the rest of the group with his sister. “Adelia?”

“Yes?” Her voice had the same quiet tone.

“Did our parents ever have to struggle for food? Or for anything?” He knew the answer.

“No. No I wouldn’t think so.”

Matthew sighed. “I…we...what are you going to do first, when we get our own house?” He smiled at her to go along with the change in topic.

“Oh, I don’t know…” Adelia grinned up at the stars, “maybe I’ll learn how to sew my own dresses. Or get some pets, finally!”

“We have pets.”

“No, I mean like mutts, dogs that are allowed to go outside and play in the mud!” Adelia nodded, “I’ve thought about it for awhile, and I think I want a big, brown dog, as big as a horse, with short fur so it won’t shed too much, and so it’ll be easier to clean after it goes outside!”

“Well, I’m not washing it,” Matthew said, “I do not like dirt.”

“Then I will, considering how it’ll be my dog.” Adelia said, “oh, it’ll be like how I always wanted. Mostly.” Her smile turns a bit bittersweet.

Matthew wrapped his arm around her shoulder, “I’m sure we could find a doctor who’d-”

“Um,” Juan turned and said, “where are we going to sleep tonight?”

“Uh…” Matthew looked to Adelia, “I’m not...I didn’t really…”

“You said something earlier about Edward or Eddins being okay with helping us out?” Adelia remembered.

“Well, yes, but I’m not quite sure they’d love having five new semi-permanent guests rather than just two.”

“It would only be temporary,” Eduardo pointed out. “Trust me, I don’t wanna live in someone else’s house any longer than I have to.”

“Yeah! I wanna get a job as soon as possible and get a place of my own,” Juan said.

“Wait, that reminds me,” Matthew said, and began in a more serious tone, “you ex-bandits aren’t going to go back to your old ways right after you get settled, are you?”

“Never!” Juan crossed his heart.

“No después de todo esto.” Marco shivered, still shocked he even managed to get out of that situation.

“Yeah, sure,” Eduardo laughed, “why not give it a go?”

“Eduardo…” Juan looked expectantly at Eduardo, and when he got nothing, he continued, “I want you to promise you’ll turn your life around.”

“I already said I’d try.” He rolled his eyes.

“Just do it for me, okay?”

“Ha! Why should I do it for you?” He crossed his arms.

“Because...because I won’t help you if you decide to go back to stealing.” Juan said sternly, “I don’t wanna do it anymore. So...I won’t. Even if you do; I won’t follow you.”

Eduardo searched Juan’s face for a second. Finally, he looked away to the ground and said, “yeah. Yeah, alright, I’ll be good.”

“Really? That’s great!” Juan hugged him. While this startled Eduardo, he decided to pat the other’s shoulder lightly and awkwardly, before shoving him away.

“...So, where is Edward’s house anyways?” Adelia asked Matthew.

“Uh…” Matthew said, “I suppose we’ll simply have to ask some coachmen or something and hope they don’t recognize us.”

“They probably won’t, since that guard didn’t.” Juan said.

Adelia sighed, full of relief, “isn’t this like a dream? Soon we’re going to be just existing as ourselves, free from rules or restrictions. Sure, we might have to lay a bit low for a time, but still! It feels like the beginning of a new chapter, or an entirely new book in a series! Isn’t it going to be wonderful?”

“You know, sister? I think it just might be.”

~~~Fin.

#ew fanfic #my fanfic #stuff i made #i forgot what my fanfic tags were rip #saloonatics #eddsworld #fanfiction #honestly i kinda hate this #but maybe thats because it took so long to write and now im lowkey sick of it lol #ew oc adelia #ew oc eddins #tw violence #tw torture mention #tw transphobia #tw homophobia #if theres any tags i forgot just tell me and ill add them #the word count might be a few off but nothing big enough to really matter #Matthew doesn't think before he speaks

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mysplaced-pen · 7 years

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how would the RFA+ react to finding out MC cheated on them? This is so angsty i'm sorry xD

…ouch anon ಥ_ಥ i could never do that to my babies and please don’t ever do that to them too pls they all deserve so much better

but here you go! i hope…you like this? it hurts your feelings? you go ‘ow’? i dunno

zen

aaaaAAAHHHHHH i could never do this to him but here we go

he thought it was something totally different at first

thought someone was making forcibly kissing mc

but as he got closer, he realized that mc was kissing them back, pretty intensely too

and he was devastated. he didn’t know what to do. should he leave? break them apart? get angry?

but they broke their kiss before he decided and mc saw him

they looked shocked. and were walking over to him

zen didn’t let them though, and started walking off

“zen, wait!” they said, but he turned around and looks like he is about to cry before answering

“what mc?” he asks. they stumble, but can’t really answer him

“there’s no excuse, mc. and you know I…I can’t be with someone who..”

he was going to say ‘betrayed me’, but he doesn’t want to believe it

mc knows what he meant and doesn’t stop him from walking away

he can’t believe another person important to him, especially this one - the one he gave his heart to - betrayed him

and now he’s alone again. just him, his career, and his bad habits

speaking of bad habits, his bike was still in the garage…

yoosung

this poor bABY

he thought he did something wrong

he wasn’t good enough for mc, wasn’t fast enough at getting his life together or he wasn’t that much of a man yet

because why else would mc be here, in this obscure library, kissing someone else between the shelves?

one of the books he was holding fell, causing the two of them to break apart

mc saw it was him and frowned. “yoosung..what are you-”

“excuse us,” the other person said, “sorry if we’re blocking the shelf you needed” how casual ams wtf

“no,” yoosung said. “i don’t need any books..”

he looked over at mc, “sorry for bothering you and your girlfriend”

and then he walked off

mc didn’t come back that night. or at all, really. they knew they fucked up

so yoosung isolated himself

he didn’t go to class at all, practically. he didn’t got to clubs either

what was the point anyways?

drowned himself if even more LOLOL..at least he was at the top of the leaderboard now

the rfa can’t get him out of this hole..and neither can he

jaehee

my wife nooooo

mc had been coming home later and later lately..they had been so busy at work

but jaehee, ever caring, decided to stop by and drop them off dinner

when she went into mc’s office, though, she found mc on the table with some other girl on top of them

she dropped the container

mc, shirt half unbuttoned, blinked and pushed the other girl off

“jaehee-” “save it.” and she walked out

jaehee wasn’t even going to deal with it. there was nothing mc could say or do

she dropped a box of mc’s stuff to their work the next day

and drowned herself in taking care of the cafe

she hadn’t seen mc in a while..until they came to the cafe one day

“jaehee…I-” “don’t apologize.” she interrupted them. “it doesn’t matter now anyways.”

so mc took their coffee and left

while jaehee took a break, getting someone she hired to take care of the counter while she went to the back

and it turns out it did still matter, because she spent her entire break crying

jumin

oh no, we’re gonna break juju

it was with one of his clients

they had a particularly long contract process and had dinner together a few times

jumin didn’t expect there to be anything more, though

but he found them to be surprisingly agreeable…

they kept inviting mc to dinners too…

and then jumin saw them near the bathrooms, in a heated makeout session

Robot Jumin Activated

cancelled the contract and every deal they made, as well as started looking for divorce papers

he felt like his father. like he had been tricked

he was never trusting anyone again

the office got triple busy, he came up with three more cat projects

he wore the wrong tie and almost misspelled his name

the rfa barely saw him anymore, either

jumin han is a mess

707 / luciel / saeyoung

ahhhhhhhh im sorry saeyoung

mc had friends and hung out with them a lot

but there was this one that was always there, no matter what

and, call him suspicious, but he had to double check

so the tracker in mc’s shirt was activated

they said they were going to the movies with friends

but they actually went to that one friend’s place

and according to cameras nearby, they were the only two there

so he went to check

didn’t even need to knock, he heard them moaning through the door

when mc came back, he was closed off

mc thought it was one of his moods, but saeyoung told them

and then kicked them out

he didn’t do anything else, but he wanted nothing to do with mc

couldn’t even keep up his 707 persona

v / jihyun

…why would you do this to my sunshine baby?

blames himself, of course

doesn’t even question it when he finds mc with someone else

probably acknowledges it with a sad smile, saying it was alright

actually tells mc to leave him

but when they do, he’s depressed

even more than when rika left

he hasn’t been on the messenger in 3 months

hasn’t called saeyoung in one and jumin in 2

the rfa is literally hanging by a thread and so is V

quits taking pictures entirely

when saeyoung asked him how he was doing after a while, he answered with, “i’m in the middle of a solar eclipse”

i love v calling himself the sun and making various hcs from that oops

saeran

SAD BEAN

found them while he went out for the first time in a while

they were at the park, on a date. he knew from that kiss and that look mc gave

before, only to him

doesn’t even hesitate to walk over to them and ends it with mc immediately

locks himself in his room

saeyoung can barely get him out to eat

doesn’t talk much anymore, to anyone

starts thinking he doesn’t deserve to be healing, either

saeyoung has to keep everything dangerous away from him

he isn’t going to get better any time soon

#mystic messenger #mysme #mystic messenger hc #mysme headcanon #zen mysme #yoosung kim #jaehee kang #jumin han #707 #saeyoung choi #v #jihyun kim #saeran choi #anon #ams has rambled #a request!

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volleyboys-imagines · 8 years

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Maybe a headcanon post of the captains and pets?

omigosh i have literally been waiting for an ask like this since i started bless you anon im sorry if this was late, it’s midterms week!! ||

it’s long, so have fun under the cut!

Sawamura:

German Shepherd, Captain

@faiyuuhi has the Fireman!AU with all the pets and Daichi with Captain was just perf.

I mean, ever since I had this prompt in my head I’ve always been able to see Daichi with a German Shepherd: they’re dependable, loyal, hardworking, smart. But Faiyuuhi just did it so well with her book, I fell in love with the idea even more ❤

Daichi got Captain in college on a whim because he felt lonely and his neighbor was a really good friend that felt owed Daichi so much

So Daichi got a two-month-old German Shepherd

^which he really didn’t know what to name for a while

^but he really wanted to use the name ‘Captain’, and it just kind of stuck

He and Captain go on walks and morning runs together, play catch in the park, do coordinated tricks, even work out at home together (since pets weren’t really allowed to be in the gym)

until ofc the manager at the local gym he works out in saw him running in that park in gym shorts and black tank and says ‘so that’s where he disappears to’ bc he really loves being with Captain so much

and she allows Captain to go to the gym (considering he’s housetrained ofc) and eventually becomes the gym mascot c:

On the topic of tricks, Daichi once brought Captain to the park to practice tricks, and he got an audience that filmed him and his dog

He went a little viral in Miyagi for his ‘Hot Guy and Amazing Dog!!!! AWESOME TRICKS’ or smth like that, and every now and then he does shows in the park

^ after which some spectators offer money for his time

^ now he sets a small box for Captain’s treat budget for extra effort :)

Daichi hates brushing sessions the most, especially during shedding season.

^and when Captain just shakes his fur out in the middle of the thing omigod

^that is the reason why Daichi hates his carpeted apartment

I didn’t mean to ship Captain with Harper, which came out of nowhere, but why not have some fluff hcs about them

When they’re tired from walks, they snuggle together in a mass of black, brown, red and white fur

Snoot booping. Snoot booping everywhere

Lots of tail wagging, esp when they look at each other

Captain’s pretty shy around Harper, and ducks his head when she runs for him the next time they meet, but really, really likes giving her kisses

They don’t meet when she’s in heat, and they meet on a regular basis when she’s not. Captain looks forward to the meetings and knows what time it is, so when Daichi doesn’t look like he’s bringing Captain to meet with Futakuchi and Harper, he starts barking and howling for her :’(

Oikawa:

Japanese Bobtail, Maenki (maen-ki)

I guess a lot of people would pair his flamboyance with a Persian (which is long-haired and floofy and just screams c l a s s y ) but a long-haired Persian requires daily grooming. Considering this boy’s busy vbc + acads schedule, I don’t think that’s going to work

So I read around since I don’t own a cat, and saw that the Japanese Bobtail would be best over my original idea of having a Scottish Fold

They’re healthy, colorful, and easy to care for, but at the same time affectionate and really great companions.

Oikawa got his at about five months old, a pretty mostly-white tabby calico mix girl with yellow eyes

Her white spots are big, and look like petals dappling her fur, really pretty ❤

He’s wanted one since he saw a Manekineko and read about the folklore too

Later as I was doing this draft I was thinking about my cousin misspelling things, and when she was trying out ‘Manekineko’, she spelled it as ‘Maenkineko’. The Maenki part stuck, since the above hc is that Oikawa likes the Manekineko. :)

He learns that she can ‘talk’, which are mostly chirps and meows strung together

and now when he talks to her, she knows how to respond. Like greeting her good morning earns him her own greeting that, through time, he recognizes as her ‘good morning’ reply

At night, when he can’t call Iwa-chan or Makki or Mattsun, he talks to her, and they have conversations that last hours

She keeps up with his active lifestyle too. Like he does pushups at home and she bats his nose with a paw, or sits on his back

Sometimes he jogs around the street their house is in and she follows

And she’s extra smart too: like she can find the ball in cups, find her ball, etc

She also loves boxes, and will get into anything she can fit into

So he keeps all his boxes closed, and has one especially for her

she doesn’t even touch her furry cat bed, sadly

She scratches him when he tries for her belly too

But she looooves brushing sessions. Like she will try to get those bristles under her chin no matter what, which is problematic since he needs to brush all of her

!! She absolutely loves being pet

And the rest of the Seijou vbc love her to death

Like, she’s the first thing they look for in Oikawa’s home, to Oikawa’s disappointment

Iwaizumi’s really dumbfounded on why Maenki would like someone like him lol

“Look look! Maenki loves Iwa-chan ❤”

^that’s the running joke of the Seijou 3rd years lol but it’s hella fine to Iwa-chan

Sometimes she sucks Makki’s fingers :>

and is utterly terrified of how damn tall Mattsun is :

Kuroo

Medium-sized Poodle, Sushi; Common goldfish, Neko;Plakat Betta, Aki

Kuroo’s love of dogs over cats is canon, so no cats for this tol

His parents agreed he could have a dog, so they got a Medium-sized cream Poodle. Standard was too big, and Toy was too small, so they got one in the middle. His mother was allergic to fur, so they got a poodle

Sushi was the name the breeders kind of tagged him with because at two months, he looked like a riceball

Why not Onigiri? No idea either

^this lil shit is smart af. Regularly gets out of his crate, leash, collar, whatever

Gets into so much mischief too, but that was only because Kuroo wasn’t walking him; all that pent up energy was directed the wrong way

Now they have 15-minute runs and 15-minute training sessions everyday. Sushi now knows enough to enter an obedience competition

The lil shit is fast af, something Kuroo learned while sprinting. Lots of dogs that was Sushi’s size he’s handled before weren’t as fast as this beanpole of ours, but this literal small cloud of fluff could match Kuroo’s sprint over about 200m

(Even though Kuroo is the fastest of the vbc after Tora and Lev)

Neko he won from the college fair. He had no idea what to name it until it jumped out of the tank. He put it back in the tank and lo and behold: it lives!

^and since the first thing he said was that the thing must have nine lives, the name ‘Neko’ stuck

^ to this day, Kenma thinks it’s weird af (but hella cheesy and ironic)

Come spring, as he was cleaning out the tank, he noticed that the container he put Neko in had transparent little balls stuck to the walls. He ran his fingers along the tank walls, and found more of them

The filter was a bitch to clean too

In the end he did a 100% water change, and cleaned including the stand on which the tank sat on

^ this took up an entire Saturday afternoon

That was the day he realized that, for six months, the goldfish was a fricking girl.

Neko was seven months under Kuroo’s care when Aki came home.

Aki is a Grizzle Plakat Betta

Kuroo knew that bettas couldn’t be put into a tank with a four-inch-goldfish because of their size, and because bettas are literally fighting fish

But Kuroo found Aki not in one of those cups, but in a community tank. this means that Aki was already living peacefully with other fish

So after buying the things he needed for Neko’s tank, he had Aki put in a bag to take home c:

So imagine a less-than-an-inch betta with a four-inch-goldfish

Oddly enough, they get along. Well if by ‘getting along’ means ‘no nipped fins’ then they’re good

The name ‘Aki’ (暁) literally means ‘daybreak’. It’s attributed to his pastel body and blue-and-purple fins, literally looking like the morning sky

Sushi once jumped up on the seat right next to the tank and watched the fish for a good five minutes. He goes there every now and then to bark at the tank, and they greet him with omnom faces. (they’re practically best friends now c:)

Futakuchi

Alaskan Malamute, Harper; Guinea pig, Megumi

His aunt was into raising Malamutes. There was a month-old litter in her house

one of the puppies crawled up to his leg and started pawing his pants. He picked her up, and played with her until he left with his mother that evening. He’s wanted her ever since (although he won’t really admit that openly)

About a month later, he was a proud owner of a smol sable-and-white, blue-eyed Alaskan Malamute

Named her ‘Harper’, even though she’s also called Haru-chan (/ha-ru-pe-ru/, since Harper itself is an English name)

On the way or when she came home, she kept trying to lick his face, as if she was excited he was her new owner

Outside the house, she’ll play pretty vigorously

Once she grew into standard Malamute size, she’s learned she can bowl Futakuchi over. The rest of the team thinks it’s cute

Poor Sakunami is dwarfed by the some-6-foot-tall Harper. he likes it when she flops on him tho, such warmth

speaking of, in the house she likes flopping onto anyone, as in anyone

Sakunami was lying on the couch and he kind of just disappeared under her fluff

^ Aone was looking for him all around the house, the whole team was looking for him around the house until he woke up from under her and his hands popped out, trying to lift the sleeping dog off his small frame

^ which ofc Aone and Kogane had some trouble with bc Harper’s pretty iffy about being moved when she’s comfy

^ Sadly the same thing happens to Futakuchi on the regular, even more so bc he sleeps in his room and she is allowed in his room

^ ofc he knows that dogs aren’t allowed on the bed or to sleep with you but she’s just. so. stubborn

But he has so much fun with her, the team really thinks it’s cute

^ if he wasn’t so invested in the dog he probably would have a gf at that point

Sometimes they go out in the park and share mochi

And he lets her play free bc the kids want to play fetch with her

But at the same time can’t ??? because she runs off c:

Once they were walking and they come across Daichi and Captain

This sweetheart literally just waltzes up to Captain and boops his snoot with hers ❤

To which Futakuchi has absolutely no idea what to do bc she’s never really looked at the ‘how to raise a female dog’ part of the books before

She and Captain sometimes spend afternoons together on the rare occasion that they meet c:

^to Futakuchi’s dismay, since she usually pays attention to him, and now she’s got goo goo eyes on Captain

Ushijima

I don’t really see Ushiwaka having a pet, since he’ll probably think it’ll take up his time

But how about an hc where he keeps a freaking hedgehog

African Pygmy Hedgehog, Quill

^ some idiot tried to give it as a gift (not Tendou, he’s too smart for that) and Ushiwaka just kind of took it in.

^ the note mentioned just how spiky he was, and took it to a literal level.

^ he didn’t have the heart to ‘dispose’ of the tiny ball of spines, so he decided to keep it.

^ his mother was pretty much against it though, but he managed.

The smol stays in a large for-rabbits cage, with furniture of assorted sizes

After the initial introductory period (which includes desensitizing of new owner and environment, plus anting) Quill’s pretty chill

He likes snuggling in Ushiwaka’s huge sweaters, and practically disappears

You know the Hangry to Happy Hedgie vids? Feed this smol some cheese bits while he’s curled up

Sometimes Ushiwaka leaves Quill out of his cage for a while, until the Grand Ace forgets

^ and subsequently finds droppings over his hardwood floor

^ and also subsequently wonders where the heck the smol went

When the team comes over, they don’t really check on Quill simply because it’s Quill. He doesn’t really care

He cares for the treats they give tho

And the snuggles they let him have when Tendou brings him out

Speaking of, Tendou once wanted to pet Quill, but was afraid he’d get spiked

Ushiwaka showed him how, and every time he visits he’s usually got his hands on Quill

^unfortunately the one time Tendou made that stupid pun of ‘spiking’ Quill made Ushiwaka kind of worried that Tendou would actually spike the smol

^ so now Tendou must always handle Qull under Grand Ace Supervision™

Quill also likes cherries (without the skin), but it stains his lips, cheeks, chest, and paws (which leads to Ushiwaka trying to bathe Quill [which Ushiwaka really doesn’t look forward to])

But leave the smol in a bath and he’ll swim for hours

^ which is ofc dangerous but Ushiwaka also has a heart, so he spoils this one sometimes

Bokuto

First of all, HOOT HOOT

Second of all, I’ve read up on the thing about keeping owls, and although it’s a good enough idea for our resident Hoot Captain, it’s not realistic enough

So how about another dog instead?

Labrador Retriever, Choko

Anybody know what a name we could give this one

The Labrador Retriever’s intelligent, playful, family-oriented, supportive

I wanted Bokuto to have one that’s extra playful, but most of them were either small or medium in size. I really didn’t ship something like that for Bokuto

I was thinking of an Australian Shepherd, a Shikoku, Siberian Husky, Dalmatian

^ and subsequently thought, why not four dogs??

^ then I thought of Akaashi and kind of received a fictional bop on the head heheheh

Bokuto went out witih Kuroo to the local groomer/clinic with Sushi, and saw quite a few puppies waiting for their grooming and wandering around playing with other puppies and dogs

And most dogs were small/medium in size

So when a grown-ass black Lab sat in line, he was just so ‘wowed’ out

“Kuroo!! It’s so BIG”

“…isn’t that what girls say when they see your thing??”

“Bro”

But the black Lab was so big and sweet and so very nice

The owner even let him pat her head!!!

And he decided he wanted one :)

ofc Kuroo would let his friend know what it takes to take care of a dog and whatnot, and ofc Bokuto won’t listen to this

So they check the ad boards next to the door for any Lab breeders

and Bokuto’s like, “Why not get from the pet store?”

and Kuroo lists down the hell why nobody should get dogs or cats any pet from the pet store

(says the author who got a betta from the pet store)

aaand Bokuto vows to vanquish pet stores

somehow

aaand Kuroo distracts Bo with a breeder close by

“Oh look it’s a station away”

“WHERE”

and somehow Bo procures a female chocolate brown Labrador Retriever

“KUROO LOOK LOOK”

“AKAASHI LOOK LOOK”

Choko loooooves to play! She literally always brings her tennis ball over

Bokuto can’t stody because of this

But when he does she lies down under his desk as a foot warmer

And she gets rubs too c:

aaaand because Labs love to swim :>

sometimes he brings her to the beach and plays fetch into the water

and all the girls love a man with a dog right??? wrong

he’s just so loud that’s all and it’s such a turn off

also he just freezes but that’s not the point

this baby girl is just sooooo loveable that she’s always getting kisses

and always giving kisses!!!

SO the captains meet up out of nowhere with their pets and guess who she tries glomping first :>

yeahh Captain’s a ladies’ man

so much that Daichi’s pretty irritated about that

BUT get this

the first time they meet is that she’s just so happy to see another dog almost her size that she just runs over and glomps Captain in a head-on collision course

He’s terrified of her after that

But slowly they become good friends

She and Sushi are best friends!!

Sushi has unlimited energy and paired with the big Lab Choko they’re free to roughhouse however they want

so feel free to ship the smol with the big, that’s fine

When they’re all tired, it’s a big pile of multicolored multi-textured fluff that Captain stands lies guard over

Choko likes giving kisses the most, likes getting pet the most, likes playing ball the most

Chewing? She chews on hands and fingers and it doesn’t really hurt bc Labs have soft mouth

^you literally could give her an egg and the shell won’t break

Bokuto finds that weird since Sushi can bite real hard

But finds it adorable nonetheless

okay imma post this first because it’s two weeks overdue but i’ll try to update it for the other captains!!! im so sorry anon i hope you like the length of it though i got so invested in this even though it was midterms week hahahah

#haikyuu!!#headcanons #sawamura daichi #kuroo tetsurou #oikawa tooru #futakuchi kenji #ushijima wakatoshi #bokuto koutarou #pets headcanons #pets #guess which pets are mine :)#i had fun with this!#thanks anon :>

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dreamin-of-somewhere-else · 8 years

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The Secret [2]

Part 1

I got numerous requests to write a part 2 for this (which made me really happy), specifically for some Dean angst, and who am I to turn that down?

Characters: Winchester Brothers x sister!reader

Words: 2900 (I may have gotten a bit carried away, oops.)

[Angst, A bit of blood, Guilt] - But nothing too bad, I wouldn’t say.

Tags: @daughters-and-winsisters, @evyiione

A/N: Also, I just finished this, which might be a bit rushed, so sorry about any misspellings that I failed to notice. I just really wanted to get this up right now!

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Dean always knew Sam had a more complex way of seeing the world of monsters and supernatural creatures. Himself, Dean had adopted John’s more black and white way of thinking. It was just easier that way, because although he admired Sam for that sometimes, he could get annoyed too. It was just harder doing what they do if you chose to let the shades of grey in.

But, this situation was different. Because now it was personal. It was family. And that was the reason for Dean not doing anything about it. He was angry at himself for it, but he didn’t know what to do.

The door to the bunker opened with a creak, and then a heavy slam echoed through the building as it closed. The noise brought Dean out of his thoughts, and he instantly got off his bed to greet Sam, who was the only person it could be.

Even though Dean really liked the bunker, it had some disadvantages. One of them was that he couldn’t keep track of Sam as well as he used to. He had noticed that Sam was gone, but never when he left. Let’s just say it was a big change from the motel rooms.

Dean and Sam had moved into the bunker only days after they parted with you. And even though they moved, traces of you were everywhere. Your old pair of worn and dirty converse stood parked by the door, still, even though you never took them off there. Other stuff of yours — like books, sketch blocks, clothes, your old mp3 player — it was all left in a room you’d never been in. You never left it there. Sam and Dean brought them. Even though it had been over a month — they couldn’t cut you out of their lives. Not permanently. Not yet.

”Hey,” Dean acknowledged Sam as the younger walked down the stairs to the main, living room.

”Hi.”

That was a little stiff, maybe.

”So, what were you doing?” The blond Winchester then questioned, wondering what his little brother had been up to.

”Just… Just in town, checking it out.” Sam shrugged, walking past Dean through the large hall.

Dean did not believe that.

”Oh, come on, Sam. Where were you, really?”

”Why do you need to know?” Sam called out in response, while Dean started following him through the building.

”Why do you need to keep things from me?” Dean retorted, not giving in. He could sense when Sam wasn’t telling the whole truth after over two decades, closer to three, with the kid.

Sam didn’t answer.

”Is this about—” Dean had a hunch, and he decided to venture asking. ”—her? It is about (Y/N), isn’t it?”

Sam groaned as he came to a stop. Dean watched his shoulders rise and then lower down again, until Sam spun around to face his older brother.

”Might be.”

Dean groaned too now. ”Sam, she lied to us.” He still felt unbelievably betrayed, the single thought about it physically pained him.

”Yeah, and I understand her.” Sam spat, rocking an expression that screamed ’I’m freakin’ tired with your shit.’ The tired, disbelieving little smile shared similarities with the ’bitch face’, but this look was far more serious. ”You need to cut her some slack. It’s not her fault she isn’t like us.”

”But she pretended like nothing was wrong for years. She could’ve just told us from the beginning!” Dean defended himself, eyes round and accusingly staring at Sam.

”Sure, but what’s done is done. She’s the one who’s out there, alone!” Sam argued, his arms spreading out wide as he spoke, frustration with the situation showing through his body language.

”Sam, she’s a kitsune. We’re supposed to hunt those.” Dean tried to justify his actions, even though he wasn’t entirely happy with the way he had handled the situation.

”How long will it take for you to realize? Yes, she’s not human. Yes, she’s a supernatural creature. But Dean, for god’s sake, get over it!”

Dean blinked.

”Dean, we are hunters. Hunters are taught to hunt supernatural things, right?” He didn’t give his brother time to answer, because Dean already knew. ”Well, that means others are going to hunt her down sooner or later.”

Dean was taken back. He surely hadn’t thought of that. He had considered you being a danger, but not in danger.

”I’ve been out trying to find her, okay?” Sam continued. ”And I suggest you make up your mind if you want to see her again, before someone finds her and kills her. Because you know very well that it can happen.”

The oldest struggled to process the new piece of knowledge as guilt started to wash over him, even more than before. He shook his head to himself, running his hands through his hair. For you to get slaughtered by hunters was not what he wanted.

”Dean, it’s still her.” Sam now spoke in a softer voice. Dean already understood. ”The girl we know, the girl who lived with us, the girl in your memories. Since she didn’t tell us for years and she’s been a kitsune all that time — it proves that it doesn’t matter. She’s still herself, the same as she’s always been — we just know more about her. And you know how bad it’s out there. If we can hunt kitsunes without a problem, so can others.”

A moment of silence passed.

”I’ve screwed things up haven’t I?” Dean then muttered, both to Sam and to himself. ”I’ve just made it much worse that it has to be.”

”I understand, I felt betrayed too. Who would have thought (Y/N) was a supernatural creature. (Y/N), of all people.” Sam let out a humorless laugh. ”But, the world is complicated. There’s shades of grey everywhere. I know you see things the way Dad taught you, I do too at times, but we need to believe in what we see, not what he said. Supernatural doesn’t equal bad.”

Dean nodded. ”We need to fix this, Sam. I mean, I don’t know if we ever can fix things between us… B-but, we should keep her safe, at least. You’re right, and I’m with you.”

Dean hurried after the silhouette in front of him. It was one month later, and Dean could have sworn it was you. He and Sam had searched, what it felt like, every inch, and then you just appear out of nowhere. Well, if it was you, Dean wasn’t completely sure. But, he wasn’t letting go until he was.

The young woman in front of him shot a look over her shoulder, and Dean quickly hid himself against the closest wall, invisible in the darkness of the alley.

Then, she looked forward again and hurried on, and Dean followed. He knew now. It was you, he could tell by the hair, the clothes, the silhouette and the facial structure all together. It was just scraps and pieces, he couldn’t see well through the darkness of the alley. But, it was enough.

So, he picked up the tempo, to catch you before you exited the alley, disappearing around the corner, possibly gone forever. This might be Dean’s only shot and he wasn’t going to mess it up. Not like he messed it up the last time you saw each other.

Dean’s steps got louder, heavier, and you noticed it. You walked faster. Dean was running. You weren’t — you were too tired. Dean caught up with you, and placed his hand on your shoulder and spun you around.

He was in for a rollercoaster of emotions.

First he was felt indescribable relief. It was actually you, his hand was on your shoulder. At last, after days where Dean didn’t even think of anything else than that he might never see you again.

The next emotion was uneasiness, once he saw your eyes that stared back at him, open wide. They were still the same, beautiful color, but the pupils were different. They were outstretched, like a cat’s — or a fox’s. A lump formed in Dean’s stomach and it took everything he had not to flinch.

The uneasiness intensified and transformed into worry once he saw your hands. They were covered in dark crimson. Drying blood — everywhere. Dean found himself wishing badly that you hadn’t hurt anyone. Although it didn’t seem like you, Dean didn’t know for sure, this was new territory for him.

But the worry transformed into fear, after he intuitionally lifted your jacket — to reveal a huge bloodstain on your shirt. He immediately grabbed your upper arms with both hands, as if he was scared you would collapse any moment.

”(Y/N)?” He asked, voice trembling and his eyes pooling with concern. His eyes wandered off the bloodied shirt, and came to a stop by the gaping whole in the fabric over your chest. Underneath a nasty wound showed itself, digging deep into your ribcage.

”Dean?” Your voice was filled with disbelief. You were more focused on Dean being back than your own state.

”You bet.” Dean smiled just a little but it reached nowhere near his eyes. ”(Y/N), you’re hurt, I—”

”I-I know. It was a… close call.” You interrupted, panting. ”If it wasn’t for the fighting skills you taught me… I p-probably wouldn’t be standing here. So thanks for that.” Your voice wasn’t angry but it wasn’t happy either. It was lacking most traces of emotion.

”Can I do something—”

”No, it’ll heal… Just hurts right now.” You interrupted once again.

”Was… Was it hunters?” Dean was scared to ask. He hoped with all his heart that it wasn’t. That Sam wasn’t right about you being in constant, serious, danger.

”Three of them.” You spoke, looking at Dean with a blank expression.

Dean shook his head to himself, anger and guilt welling up inside. He felt a burning desire to find those sons of bitches and make them pay for this.

An awkward silence fell over you two, and you raised your eyebrows at how Dean still seemed unsure and uneasy. His glance was wobbly and hands slightly trembling.

”What?”

”Your eyes…” Dean murmured.

You instantly took your gaze away from him and stared down at the asphalt. You hadn’t even noticed your eyes, probably because the pain in your chest overtook everything.

”Why are you here?” You then asked. By the way he had acted the last time you saw each other, that night on the hunt, you had expected to never see him again.

He had told you that he killed those like you, and now, here he was wondering about the bloodstains on your shirt that those like him had caused.

”I’m so sorry.” He blurted out, his voice cracking. You lifted your gaze to look at him, and saw the pain radiating from his eyes. ”I’m so, so, sorry.”

Too surprised to speak, you remained quiet.

”I messed everything up.” Dean drew an unsteady breath. ”You’re our family. And it shouldn’t have taken me 2 months and Sam yelling at me to realize that.”

You nodded, lost for words, still.

”W-what you are… We can work around it. You’re still you. A-and I don’t want you out on your own, where hunters can get to you.”

You let out a weak, humorless laugh. ”Me neither.”

”I’m so sorry. I-I wish I could take it back, what I said.”

You nodded. It was quiet for a moment before you spoke up.

”You and Sam— You kinda… are my only family.” You fumbled with your words. ”Well — I don’t have any real family, but…”

”No, (Y/N), Sam and I are your real family. If you still want us to be.” Dean offered tentatively, although his eyes pleadingly screamed for you to please let them be your family.

You nodded. ”Yeah… I-I would like that.” The corners of your lips curled into a small smile.

”Thank you.”

”You don’t have to thank me.” You objected, slightly frowning.

”I do.” Dean assured you. ”This is all my fault, and I don’t deserve—”

”Hey, Dean!” You stopped him. ”Don’t guilt yourself to death, okay?”

Dean closed his mouth and nodded.

”I forgive you.”

”You do?” He asked in disbelief.

”I do. Now, where’s Sam?” You then questioned, changing the topic.

As on queue, Dean’s cellphone rang.

”Speaking of the devil.” He declared, with the trace of a smirk on his face. You felt a some of the weight on your shoulders lift when you saw it — it made Dean looked more like his usual self — something you didn’t even know you wanted to see. ”Hiya, Sammy.” Dean answered the phone.

You were quiet while Dean talked to Sam. You had good hearing, better than both of them knew, but you didn’t bother listening in on the conversation. Instead you just took in the moment.

It had gotten considerably darker since Dean found you, the last of the sunlight had settled below the horizon. It was pretty quiet, although you could hear a car somewhere in the distance. A couple talking as they walked down the street the alley you stood in eventually opened up to. You kept your eyes on the opening between the tall buildings as you waited for the two to walk into your view as you heard their voices growing louder. But instead — someone else stepped into the opening of the alley. Someone far better.

”Sam,” you whispered as your eyes met with his hazel ones. Meanwhile, he lowered the phone and hung up.

”(Y/N)!” He exclaimed as relief filled his eyes, although concern soon fought it off.

He started running towards you.

”Are you hurt?” Sam’s voice was stressed, trembling, as he stared at the blood.

”I’m going to be fine.” You smiled. You were so happy to see him — to see them both. The resentment you felt towards Dean when he showed up had melted off you. You were tired of being angry. Instead, you let the euphoria overtake you.

The relief returned to Sam’s eyes, and he became the representation of how you were feeling. He let out a laugh as he threw his arms around you, and clutched you tightly against his chest. You held in a groan as your wounds still hurt a bit, but you didn’t want him to let you go — not for the world.

Dean watched with admiration in his eyes. His brother and his sister, reunited. Two of the people Dean kept closest to his heart.

”I’m so sorry.” Sam spoke, and you felt his voice rumble through his chest. ”Oh god, I thought for sure someone had gotten to you…”

”Sam, it’s okay.” You reassured him. ”I forgive you, and even if someone tried — I can assure you that I’m not easy to kill. Promise.”

”Okay,” Sam nodded, and let out a deep breath. You felt his heartbeat slow down to a more normal, calm, rate. ”I’m not letting you out of my sight again.”

Then he let you go, and you looked over at Dean, who was watching over you with round, soulful green eyes. You couldn’t stop yourself, before you stepped forward and wrapped your arms around his upper body.

After hugging him for a moment, you stepped back. ”I’m sorry I lied for years.”

”We’re sorry for what we said and leaving you.” Sam countered.

”What about we just forget it?” Dean offered, and both you and Sam nodded. ”Let’s go home, instead.”

You rose your eyebrows, the way Dean said home got you curious, as if there was something you had missed.

”We have something to show you.” Dean explained, anticipation in his eyes, and you smiled.

What could it be?

Arriving at the bunker, you felt the excitement grow inside of you. An actual home. Dean and Sam watched your reaction with smiles on their faces.

Now, you would have walked around and explored the building — if you weren’t exhausted. It had been a long day — heck, months — and the run in with the hunters that came after you had taken a toll on you. Sure, you were a kitsune, more powerful than any human, but your body had used up most of its energy healing itself. And now, you were ready to turn in for the night.

Sam and Dean saw this, and understood. So, Dean looped his arm through yours and began leading you towards his room. You would soon get your own room, of course, the bunker had a lot of space, but for now his and Sam’s were the only ones with made beds, so for the night, it would have to do.

Entering the room, you immediately crashed down onto the bed, and Dean gently pulled the covers over you. You flipped over to your stomach and instinctively pulled the blankets over you head, snuggling into the bedding, just like you always did.

Just as Dean thought you were out, you spoke up. ”I love you, Dean.”

Dean felt how your words tugged at his heartstrings. ”I love you too, (Y/N).”

He smiled and ran a hand over your hair.

You shifted a bit, and snuggled in further under the covers. ”Tell Sammy I love him too.” You added, mumbling. Then, you nodded off into sleep.

Of course Dean would tell Sam that, because just like Dean, Sam probably needed to hear it again.

And even though Dean still kind of felt like he didn’t deserve it, he was beyond happy to hear you say it; that you loved him. Because, he loved you too.

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I recently took out a student loan, and after doing research on it, I saw that I can only use it for school-related activities/items, such as paying foor books, tuition, fees, computer, etc. I also have a car insurance bill that's $140 a month, and I took out the student loan mainly for that. Now for the $140 dollar question; Am I allowed to use my student loan money to pay for my car insurance bill? I ask that because technically I'd be paying for a school-related item, because I can't drive to school without paying for car insurance, since that'd be illegal. So does anyone know if I can do that without getting into trouble? Anyone who has hands-on experience, or is an expert on this kind of thing, and can answer this TONIGHT PREFERABLY would be greatly appreciated!!""

Cheapest Car Insurance in California?

I just moved to Los Angeles and I'm wondering what is the cheapest car insurance company in general? Thanks in advance!

16 years old looking for car insurance?

I live in miami florida and i plan to get a pontiac Solstice. I want to know how much car insurance will cost per month. My mom has statefarm and her credit history is good but i have no credit history. how much will it cost on average?

Classic car insurance..i need to insure a porsche 924 as a 2nd car.weekend use only any ideas of cheapest?

porsche 924

Why does my car insurance keep going up despite NEVER making a claim since I passed my DT In Nov 1992?

Where is my incentive to drive safely.. I might as well protect my NCB and drive like a f++king lunatic.

Young driver car insurance?

I am a nineteen year old male struggling to find cheap car insurance. any ideas.?

How is 18yr old meant to get car insurance?

I live in London and passed my test in February. I own Renault Clio 1.2 And the cheapest quote i got so far is 305 pounds per month, which is way too much for me. What companies are cheap? What can i do to start driving legally, searching for insurance is frustrating Dont say price comparison websites they suck cheapest quote there was 8k per year""

Insurance rates for 18 year old?

I've never owned a car but I will for the first time soon. I know that in high school insurance rates partially depended on grades, is it the same way in college? What other things are factors in determining the rate?""

How much would auto insurance cost?

I am going to be driving soon (I am 15) and I'm looking into buying a car/truck. I would like to know how much it would cost for me to get insurance so that i can drive soon. Thank you!

Would zero demerit points mean that my insurance rates wont be effected?

In terms of my driving record, etc?""

Toronto best cheap auto insurance?

Cheap Auto insurance?

I got my G2 about 3 weeks ago, and i am trying to find a insurance company in the GTA that offers insurance for a primary driver for a low price. I am a teen and I would be driving a 2001 volvo S80 2.9L""

Best way to find specific insurance agent?

I got a very low quote from someone but lost his number when I got new phone. I know his first name and he was with one of the bigger companies. I know this is a dumb question but anyone got advice?

I need advice with my car insurance please.......?

Can my cousin who lives in California ad me to his insurance policy if I have a drivers license from washington? Or do I need a license from California as well?

Health insurance question?

can your parents drop your health insurance he your not 26 yet????

How much will the insurance pay me?

I got a 87 mustang and a truck hit my front bumper. I made a report and i need to wait about for days to pick up the report at the police station. I had a Stalker front bumper by the way. How much y'all thing there going to give me back, because they usually send a check after they inspect the car. They need to buy a $500 Stalker Cervini bumper install it and paint it. It was his fault and his insurance needs to pay, but im just wondering because sometimes insurance companies are pain in th bud!!""

Multiple auro insurance for vehicles in different states?

Me and my fiancee are relocating to different states for new job. I am moving to south Carolina and she is moving to san diego, California. We have multiple vehicle insurance discount now. If we move is it better to register both vehicles in one state to save on insurance , title and registration. I heard it is expensive to register vehicles in california. Can I register the vehicle in my name in south carolina. she is going to be there working at UCSD and the stay is temporary (max 2 years) or is it against the law?""

I need insurance for a scooter for a 19 year old?

scooter insurance for a 19 year old with full car licence and CBT. i am struggling wit the insurance quotes, the cheapest is 500 quid 3rd p f & T. we live in london. any advice. cheers""

Affordable Health Insurance for a single mom with one child?

Can anyone provide me with some information about getting an affordable health insurance plan for a single mother with a small child (2 and a half y.o.)? My wife and I are getting divorced. It is an uncontested divorce and we just need to figure out the support payment amount. This is the last variable. Also is there any way to keep them both under my plan at work after we are divorced? Any help is greatly appreciated! Thank you so much!

""Looking for cheap life insurance, any suggestions?""

I've heard of alot of insurance companies being a rip off, i'm looking for good, dependable and affordable.""

I have a question about my insurance for...?

ok i am 16 years old...17 in September and i am wanting a motorcycle sometime before i go to college...i have farm bureau insurance and i've not had a wreck before...so what would my insurance cost me to be driving a motorcycle at the age of 17 with no wrecks or tickets or anything?

Cat insurance question ?

If my cat is ill before the 14 days insurance kicks in can i still claim for illness cover

What happens if you only have an expired Auto Insurance card on you while you drive?

Hi. I currently live in San Francisco to go to school, and in a few days, I'd leave to drive home to Los Angeles for my winter break. So my car's insurance card expired a few days ago, and there isn't enough time for my father to send me the new (valid) insurance card and for me to receive it before I leave. (So when I drive the 400+ miles home, I won't have a valid auto insurance card on me, though my coverage would be active & paid for.) (For some reason) I know that in other states, if you get pulled over and don't have a valid proof of car insurance when asked by the law enforcer, that you can get your license revoked/suspended and/or car impounded & it's a nasty hole in your wallet. Is there any way I can temporarily get around the California law?""

""When i buy a car, what is the process of buying? like insurance...etc?""

when i buy a car, what is the process of buying? like buy insurance, apply car plate...etc? by the way, how do i buy the insurance? and where do i go and buy it? Pardon me, i am an idiot in car. Please teach me, I really will appreciate for your help.""

Ford mustang insurance for a 17 year old?

I wanna buy a 88-93 mustang 5.0 could I save insurance by putting it in my parents name? How does that work because if it's in my name it's gonna be pretty high.

I got a ticket for no insurance..?

but i actually did have insurance i just happen to show the officer the wrong one is there anything i can dot to avoid this 3 yr surcharge.

Why has the dental plan been eliminated from the new California Medi-Cal insurance plan?

A few months ago I received a letter & then a follow-up phone call from the state asking me to choose ONE of the 2 insurance choices they were offering. Neither had a dental plan & I was told to wait & they would enroll me in the one the had the dental plan for adults. I can't get a human on the line @ their toll free phone line. A few days ago, I received a letter telling me the name of my new insurance plan provider. It plainly states NO DENTAL. Now What? Am I stuck with a mouth full of rotten & broken teeth as a result of my injury that rendered me a disabled person to begin with? Is anyone else having trouble with the California govt services?""

Car insurance ?

ok heres my problem. i am 18 and i just finished a drivers ed program i want to get my license but i cant because in order to take the road test to get my full license (not a learners) i need a car on which i am insured but i cannot buy a car because in order to even buy a car you need to have some one in the house which you live in who has car insurance and no one in my family drives so they dont have insurance as you can see im in a cycle that i cant get out of... what do i do?

""Car insurance is way to high, will riding/insuring a 50cc or 125cc bike reduce my car insurance after 2 years?""

I am 19 and have passed my car driving licence 2 months ago. The insurance for all the cars I have looked at are way to high. More than 2500. I am doing my CBT next week, I was wondering if I drive a moped or 125cc for a year or two will this reduce my car insurance, please help as I need to get on the road. Thankyou.""

How much do you pay for car insurance and on what company?

Im tryign to find the cheapest.

What is individual and family health insurance?

I am planning to have family health insurance in these days but I want to understand the basic difference between individual and family health insurance.

""Cheap, effective health insurance?""

I'm a 25 year old, healthy, unmarried female looking for a low co pay health insurance that covers major medical and dental. I need to be able to see my primary physician for annual checkups and hopefully get Invisalign covered under dental as well. I have no pre existing conditions and would prefer a lower deductible... Somewhere up to $5000 in the event a major medical issue arose.""

Tell me about your motorcycle insurance.?

i'd like to do a quick survey: how much do you pay; what type of bike; your age and location? who do you buy from?

How much does THIRD PARTY CAR INSURANCE cost in New Zealeand?

What would be cheaper on insurance?

I'm thinking of getting a 1987-1995 jeep wrangler yj or a 1992 acura integra. Which would be cheaper on insurance? thanks.

Car insurance question?

If i have my own car titled in my name, could my parents put me under their insurance so my car is insured, or does the car have to be titled in my parents name? It would be alot cheaper for me that way. Thanks.""

Car insurance for 300 to 500 dollars a month?

Are there any insurance plans for cars that cost 300 to 500 dollars. I have a bugeting packet for my twenty first lit class and I wanted to know what insurances would have car insurance at that cost. Thanks!

Is the nissan 240sx considered a sportscar when dealing with insurrance?

which would cost more for insurance, a 1997 nissan 240sx or a 2008 scion tc and is the 240sx considered a sports car?""

Why are health insurance premiums skyrocketing?

I thought Obamacare was supposed to make health insurance more affordable. http://www.forbes.com/sites/theapothecary/2013/06/10/ohio-dept-of-insurance-obamacare-to-increase-individual-market-health-premiums-by-88-percent/

Best insurance company to work for?

I live in Southern California, I have been looking for work since I moved here from France. I posted a general sales resume on careerbuilder.com and have since been spammed by insurance agencies. Some have been good companies like State Farm and Farmers. Some have been less, like Colonial Life and Axa advisers. I believe Axa wanted me for a commissioned investment broker position. I didn't pass the personality test for State Farm, but I can try again in a year. I will have a strategy and research next time. State Farm has 9 month paid training, a huge signing bonus at the end and would be an excellent opportunity but it isn't for right now. What I did learn through all of this, especially from Colonial Life is that the insurance licenses aren't that hard or expensive to get. I'm thinking of getting life, health and auto. Does any one know of companies that have non-independent, salaried agents? I would like a commission, but not the 100% commission based model of Colonial or Axa. I also don't want to cold-call or drop off 180 envelops a week like Colonial demands. I don't want to be independent for the moment, although that is possible in the future with a good company like Farmers or State Farm. Right now I could work as a salaried sales person through an independent agent or direct hire. What is the best way to get on-board?""

Cheap car insurance places in michigan?

i am currently relocating and i need to find a very cheap insurance for my husband asap. he is 21 clean record and doesn't have much of a credit started. does anyone know what car insurance places that would be cheap less than 150 a month i know it varies for different people but I'm stuck and need a few ideas.

Want the cheapest and most affordable insurance in Florida (Tampa) !!!?

He guys, I'm 19 years old and just received my driving license this week. I want to insure my car that I just bought recently , would someone tell me a name of a company that offer an affordable insurance for student ? Just to let you know , some people say that there is no differences between insurance companies prices. but actually that is WRONG !!!>>>>> Some companies try to get customers by cheap prices > please let me know if you have experiences this situation.""

""I'm 17, can a go under my parents insurance for my car?""

Hi, im going to buy my first car soon, im looking at a Pergeot 106, with a 1.4L engine. I've had a quote to insure it under my name, and lets say it's more than i can afford. So i know it's cheeper to under my parents insurance. Is this safe and how much would it cost for this car im looking at? My parents havnt had any crashes if this helps? Thanks so much""

""If I am added as an added driver to a car, how much will the insurance be? Please see details:?""

If my parents were to get a mini 2004 for example, and they both have no claims and no license points, (so their insurance is about 350 each) how much would it cost to add me (a new driver aged 17) to their car. If one of parents was to be insured, and I was added as a named driver I mean. Roughly speaking. And yes, it would be a new car that my parents hadn't driven before. I am the UK by the way, so I am talking about not $. Thank you for all contributions!""

Is there a new law about not having car insurance?

i heard the law had just changed in California and my insurance just ran out in order to renew i need to drive to the bank and im not sure if i can with no insurance

Why does car insurance cost more in one state but is cheaper in another?

Is private health insurance cheaper in Louisiana or South Carolina?

Driving license and auto insurance?

my boyfriend have no green card or paper work for USA but there something he can get driving license or auto insurance? somehting is cheaper?

Insurance on Mini Cooper for an 18 year old?

I was wondering if you could get insurance on one of the older ones 1900s pickups or van or normal.I was thinking of a restoration project. But I want to know could I get insurance on one. And roughly how much. I know the restoration will cost a lot but I could do a bit and I have family that could just about cover everything else. I thought I might have 10,000 for everything including insurance. Thank you""

""Planning on buying a newer car, wondering how much my insurance will go up or if it will at all?""

Right now I have a Ford mustang, and i'm paying about $800 every 6 months, i'm planning on getting a 1006 Grand Prix so since it's not a sports cr but it's newer will my insurance rate stay the same? Will it go up? Or am I lucky and will it go down?""

Ford mustang insurance for a 17 year old?

I wanna buy a 88-93 mustang 5.0 could I save insurance by putting it in my parents name? How does that work because if it's in my name it's gonna be pretty high.

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/insurance-2000-mustang-sibylla-henderson"

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