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I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas!!

I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas!

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Well this little story turned out completely different from what I had in my head. It was created for the Deano Bingo event! Hopefully you’ll enjoy it.

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Twas three weeks before Christmas when all through the PR firm, not a creature was stirring, but alas not to worry for there was one human, four gods and a vampire stirring merrily about. Christmas music was playing in the background while Dawn, Ty, Olaf, Axl, and Mitchell were decorating the JPR office with Christmas decorations, while Anders stewed in his chair, trying to ignore all of it.

Mitchell was carefully placing strings of lights on the tree. This was his thing. He was very finicky about how the lights were placed on the tree, which everyone has learned by this third year of Mitchell’s and Ander’s relationship, so they just leave him to it. He looked over at Anders typing away on his computer, eyes squinting, still trying to think of what to get Anders for Christmas. Usually he has most of his shopping done by now, but this year he’s stumped. Dawn’s voice drew him out of his thoughts.

“Bloody hell! The ice pack broke in my cooler, so now all of my lunch is ruined! Grrr my lunch is a dripping mess! Bloody hell Anders! I keep telling you we need a small refrigerator for the office,” Dawn was blaming Anders now.

Anders was still typing, “What’s that Dawn?”

“My lunch is ruined because my ice bag broke in my cooler!”

“Oh I’m sorry to hear that. I guess you’ll have to get a new cooler,” Anders thought he was helping. Dawn just shook her head at him. But Anders tucked the thought away in the back of his mind for a Christmas pressie for Dawn since he drew her name for the family gift exchange.

“Here let me help you with that mess Dawn,” Ty went over and helped Dawn clean up the soggy mess.

Anders looked over at his brother helping his fiance, “Oi Ty! Is Mike coming over for this Christmas debacle that you people are making me sit through?”

Ty sighed, “No Anders, I think he went Christmas shopping with Michelle.”

“Chur, bro! That’s the best news I’ve heard all day!” Anders was smiling now. “Dawnsie don’t worry about your lunch, I’ve just ordered pizza for the lot of you.” Anders got some happy grumbles at that.

“Hey, does anyone know what I can get Michelle for Christmas? I drew her name and I have no clue what to get her,” Axl spouted out.

Dawn spoke up with a smile on her face, “Well I’m sure she can always use a new broom to fly on, I mean to sweep with!”

Everyone’s eyes got wide in shock that Dawn would say such a thing, but Dawn was rather proud of herself!

“Nice one Dawnsie! I think you deserve a raise for that one!” Anders said.

“No doubt! That was awesome Dawn!” Mitchell was laughing.

Dawn smiled and nodded, “I do have my moments!” Then she was thinking, “Axl, I’m sure Michelle would love a gift card to that shoe store she loves so much!”

Axl smiled, “Aw yes! Thanks Dawn!” Axel looked around at everyone with a puzzled look on his face, “So just where is this family gifts exchange supposed to be? Who is hosting this year?”

Anders quickly said, “Not it! Mitchell and I did it last year. What about you grandpa? You hosting?”

“I don’t think my imaginary beach shack will hold everyone,” Olaf said.

Ty spoke up, “It’s Dawn and I’s turn at our place. There should be enough room for everyone, plus we have the back garden for the bar-b-que.”

Mitchell shook his head, “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to warm temperatures and bar-b-que on Christmas Day. Just not right.”

“Oh guys, I forgot, I brought my famous brownies along with me, so everyone dig in and enjoy!” Olaf pulled out the questionable brownies and put them on Anders’s desk.

“Well in that case Mitchell, you and I better go pick up the pizza now, so we don’t get pulled over for use of drugs! I’m going to pick up some coffee while we’re out, does anybody want some?”

Everyone raised their hands, so Mitchell took the coffee order before they headed out to get the pizza. Anders slipped his suit coat back on and grabbed his keys, “Right, so I hope this mess is done by the time we get back, and absolutely no singing fish or twerking Santa this year!”

Olaf smiled to himself as Anders and Mitchell left the office because he just thought of what to get for the person whose name he had drawn in the family gift exchange.

Anders and Mitchell were in the car buckling up when Mitchell noticed a smile on Anders’s face. “What are you smiling about?”

Anders chuckled, “Nothing.”

Mitchell shook his head, “Liar. I know you better than that, Anders Johnson. What are you up to?”

Anders tried to look all innocent, “I haven’t the faintest idea of what you’re talking about John Mitchell.” He leaned over and kissed his partner. “Now, let's go, I’m starving!”

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There were very few things in life that John Mitchell was anal about, and Christmas decorating was one of them, which took Anders totally by surprise. Anders could really care less, but seeing the beautiful look on John’s face while he was concentrating on every bit of ribbon and tinsel was worth it. At the flat, there were beautiful wreaths on the doors, greenery roped on the balcony railing with red bows and white lights, Christmas scented candles scattered about, baskets of multi-coloured ornaments mixed with pine cones. Last year, Anders had talked Mitchell into getting a pre-lit artificial tree so that Mitchell wouldn’t have to obsess quite so much over the lights. He still added a couple of extra strands of lights to make it perfect! Mitchell also added just the right touch of silver tinsel placed in various places, but never, ever clumped together, just how his mum did it when he was still a wee lad. Their first Christmas together, Mitchell had convinced a reluctant Anders that they needed to buy an ornament for their first Christmas together. Anders didn’t think they needed it since they weren’t married, but secretly he smiled whenever he saw it on their trees after that. The couple had started collecting Christmas tree ornaments from the various places that they travelled to, and also started collecting Christopher Radko ornaments as well. Anders had never been one to think about the significance of Christmas ornaments until his life with John began to flourish. When he was growing up they were lucky just to have a tree, never mind any special ornaments. But the year John graduated from nursing school, Anders found a special stethoscope ornament to commemorate the accomplishment. There was also a special ornament with their names on it along with the year it was bought, every year from the Make A Wish Foundation - that was Anders' idea, but he would never admit it.

The one thing that John struggled with every year was where to hang their stockings. He couldn’t never figure out the right spot for them since they didn’t have a fireplace. Every year Anders tells him to give it up. They’re big people after all and don’t need stockings anyway. Last year John declared that if they ever move to a bigger place, it has to have a fireplace on it for the stockings. But for this year, they are taped to the sliding patio door.

Early Christmas morning the alarm on John’s phone went off earlier than it normally did so that he could get up ahead of Anders and start cooking for the day. He turned off the alarm and quietly rolled out of bed and slipped on some sweats and a t-shirt.

Mitchell was rolling out pie dough for the mince pie and apple pie that they would be taking over to Ty and Dawn’s place later. This always made John feel a little closer to his mum, all of the memories of her rolling out her pie dough, or cookie dough at Christmas time. It was the one of the few times of year when she made everything extra special for her family. By the time Anders woke up, the pies were baking and John was almost finished cooking a full Irish breakfast of rashers of bacon, big fat sausages, eggs, beans, mushrooms and toast. Their first year he had cooked black pudding, but Anders quickly put a stop to that tradition! Yes, John Mitchell was in his glory cooking Christmas morning breakfast!

As he was plating the food he felt Anders arms around his waist. John smiled and turned in his arm, “Morning love. Happy Christmas!” He leaned down to give Anders a tender kiss, but of course Anders turned it into a much longer kiss. When they finally separated, Anders raised an eyebrow, “Happy Christmas, Love. Everything smells delicious. Look at all this food! Bloody hell I’m going to be in a food coma before we even get over to Ty’s! Are the pies in the oven?”

Mitchell handed his plate to Anders, “Yes they are. They should be coming out in about 20 minutes, so let’s tuck in.” They walked over to the table that John had set for them with a pot of tea. Mitchell turned on some Christmas music and lit some candles on the table.

“Ah yes, the one time of year I get to drink tea with my breakfast,” Anders lamented.

“Oh it’s not that bad. I bet deep down you even like it, not that you would never admit to it,” the brunette responded back. John barely lowered his head and closed his eyes briefly. Anders had noticed him do this before and wondered if he was saying a quick prayer of thanks. “What are you looking at? Tuck in before it gets cold now,” Mitchell scolded Anders. Anders smiled at Mitchell. “Now what are you lookin at?” Mitchell asked. Anders shrugged, “Oh nothing. I just think it’s cute when you use phrases like ‘tuck in’. It sounds so Irish.” John just rolled his eyes at Anders.

After breakfast, they both dropped on the couch. “Ta Mitchell, that was delicious, but I’m so stuffed. I couldn’t eat another thing,” Anders moaned.

“Does that mean you don’t have room for mimosas?”

“No that does not! But you sit here, you’ve cooked all morning. I shall go get the booze!” Anders managed to get up and grab the pitcher of mimosas out of the fridge and brought it over along with two champagne glasses.

Mitchell picked up one of the snow globes that lived on the coffee table during the holiday and gave it a shake so that he could watch the small blizzard on ice skaters inside. He had a small collection of three of them so far, but this particular one played music. He wound up the key on the bottom to listen to it play ‘White Christmas’ while the ice skaters skated in a small circle.

Anders stood silently while he witnessed the scene. He knew John missed snow, especially around the holiday. Their first Christmas together John was appalled at the Christmas BBQ that took place. Anders cleared his throat so as not to scare John as he joined him, “Here we go love! Two champagne glasses filled with mimosas! A toast! To us and another wonderful Christmas because I have you in my life.” The two clinked glasses.

“Aw Anders, that’s so sweet. Thank you. I love it when you get sentimental!” John said.

“Well please don’t let my secret out. Shall we open pressies?”

Anders had an excitement about him, and it made John curious. He furrowed his brows and squinted his eyes, “What are you up to Anders Johnson?”

“Nothing! I’m afraid I didn’t get you much this year. I ran out of ideas of what to get a vampire for Christmas,” Anders tried to be serious but it was obvious that he was full of poo.

“Whatever, Anders,” Mitchell got up and brought over the gifts for the two of them to exchange. “You know, love, every year you get harder and harder to buy for.”

“Oh nonsense, you just don’t try hard enough,” Anders was getting all cosy on the couch next to his lover. “So how about you go first, open this one.” Anders handed John a wrapped box that was so generic looking that it could’ve been anything.

Mitchell tried to shake it but didn’t hear much moving around. “Hmmm, it’s not heavy. What could it be, I wonder.” He tore off the wrapping paper and then lifted the lid and discovered lots of tissue paper. Mitchell raised an eyebrow to Anders and pulled the tissue paper off to reveal a black kitchen apron with the picture of a fork with a large sausage on it, with the saying ‘When you put my meat in your mouth, you’ll want to swallow’. Mitchell gasped loudly, “Anders! What the fuck! I can’t wear this!!”

Anders was cracking up, “Sure you can! It’s for when you’re cooking naked so you don’t burn yourself again! Don’t worry, there’s another one under all that tissue. I had such a blast looking at all of these aprons online, I couldn’t buy just one!” Anders was still giggling.

John dug through more tissue paper to find another black apron. He read it and then smiled, “Mr. Good Lookin Is Cookin, yeah I like that one. I can actually wear it in mixed company, so thank you, baby. Okay, now you open a gift,” he handed Anders a gift.

Anders unwrapped the gift which was obviously a book, but it made Anders start laughing right away, “Viking Cats! There’s seriously a book on Viking cats! That’s hilarious! Look at these different poses they put these cats in!”

“I know, isn't it funny? I thought you’d get a kick out of it, babe.”

The couple were taking their time with their gift exchange, enjoying the holiday music playing in the background, drinking more mimosas and exchanging lazy kisses between them.

One of the stockings had fallen down from the sliding glass door which got their attention.

Ross looked at Anders, “Oh, I guess we forgot to see what Santa left in our stockings.” He got up and picked up Anders stocking from the floor and sat back down. Anders noticed that Ross’s hands were shaking, “Here, I guess you better see what Santa brought you.” Anders stared at the stocking. He noticed that it almost seemed empty. He looked up at Ross and tilted his head, wondering.

In a soft voice, Ross asked “Babe, aren’t you going to check your stocking?”

Anders swallowed hard and reached into the stocking and felt something all the way to the toe of the stocking. Anders gasped and closed his eyes. He pulled the small object out and found a small box that was wrapped in Christmas paper. He slowly unwrapped it to reveal a small blue velvet jewellery box. A tear dropped on the box. Mitchell had slid down on the floor on one knee and placed his hands on top of Anders and opened the box to reveal a platinum band with two square diamonds set down in the band.

John looked up into Anders’ blue eyes, and in a soft voice, “Anders, I love you with all that I am. I want to spend eternity with only you. I want to wake up next to you every morning for the rest of our lives. Will you please do me the honour and marry me and be my husband?”

Anders was stunned at first, although he didn’t know why, especially with the Christmas present that he bought for Mitchell. He quickly wiped a tear from his cheek, and the god of poetry quietly said just one single word, “Yes.”

Mitchell gasped and his eyes quickly turned into those puppy dog eyes with tears in them. He carefully removed the ring from the box and placed it on Anders’s left ring finger. They both had a light hearted chuckle at the sight of the ring on Anders’s finger in front of them, like it appeared magically before their eyes. John quickly grabbed Anders’s face in his hands and pressed a hungry kiss on his lips full of love. John placed kisses all over Anders’s face as if he’s afraid that he will disappear.

“I love you Anders.”

“I love you John. I can’t believe that you’re mine. I can’t believe that someone loves me and puts up with my shit like you do.”

Mitchell pulled back and looked Anders in those unbelievably blue eyes of his, “I will always love you Anders. I’m yours and you’re mine.”

Anders pulled Mitchell’s t-shirt off and ran his fingers slowly over the wide span of John’s muscled shoulders and chest of black hair. It was as if Anders was seeing him for the first time. He caressed his face in the chest hair as if he was worshipping the brunette. It was obvious that emotions were running high, but not emotions of lust or raw sex. They were emotions of powerful, enduring love and tenderness. John pulled Anders’s t-shirt off of him so that now they were skin to skin, hands caressing each other until finally John picked Anders up in his arms and carried him back to the bedroom. There may or may not have been a small squeak when John picked Anders up.

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A couple of hours later, Anders and Mitchell lay in each other’s arms breathing heavily, eyes red from tears that flowed more freely than they ever did before, and bodies slick with sweat. Even though they had reached more than one climax, they still couldn’t get enough of one another, still couldn’t keep their hands from each other, still couldn’t keep their lips from each other.

Mitchell finally spoke first, “Mmmm, can we just stay here all day?” He moved his leg over Anders’s legs to trap him.

Anders’s hand moved over John’s arse to pull him closer, “I wish we could but, if we don’t get moving soon, Axl will start calling us like the child that he is.”

Anders’ phone buzzed from a text.

“Just like that,” Anders said.

Mitchell reached for Anders’s phone since he was closest, and looked at it. “It says, ‘we’re ready’. What’s that supposed to mean?”

Anders took his phone back from Mitchell, trying not to look like he was hiding something. “Uh probably just that the food and everything is ready for us to get there. We better get showered so we can go.” He leaned over to lay one last, long kiss on John’s lips. John grabbed Anders’ hand and kissed it where the ring now lives. “Alright, you go get started and I’ll be right in.”

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Anders and Mitchell were finally loaded up in the car with the pies and the gifts for the gift exchange. Mitchell had a reindeer headband on that bounced around whenever Mitchell moved. Anders was shaking his head at it, “Are you really going to wear that thing all day?”

“You betcha! I bought you an elf hat. You’ll look adorable in it!” Mitchell pulled it out of a bag to show Anders.

“There is no way in fuck that I am putting that thing on!” Anders pretended to be scowling.

“Aw come on, you’ll look so cute in it! Like that one dwarf from that movie we watched the other night!” Mitchell was pushing it now.

The expression on Anders’ face turned instantly, “I do not look like a fucking elf Vlad! Besides, it will clash with my new ring!”

John smiled, “Well, if you put it that way!” He loved the way that Anders would look at it and watch the light reflect from it. Finally John noticed that Anders was driving down a different street than where Ty and Dawn lived, “Hey are you lost or what?”

Anders tried to look innocent, “Hmmm, oh I just thought I’d take the scenic route. It’s a nice neighbourhood, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I suppose so. All the houses are so new compared to what I’m used to in England and Ireland.”

Soon Anders pulled into the long driveway that was lined with overgrown trees and bushes. Finally the driveway ended at a stone cottage. It was obvious by the overgrown bushes and grass that nobody had lived here for a while.

“Anders what are you doing? You can’t just pull into someone’s drive like this! Turn around!” Mitchell was slowly starting to freak out.

“Oh bloody hell John, hold onto your knickers. I just wanted to look at the house.” He parked the car and started to get out.

“Anders! Stop! What are you doing!” He saw Anders start walking around the house, looking in windows. Mitchell got out of the car to go stop him.

Anders walked up to the front door. “Let’s go inside and check it out,” Anders said.

“Anders, are you out of your bloody mind? You can’t just walk into a stranger’s home!”

Anders looked at Mitchell and turned the door knob and opened the door, “After you, love.”

Mitchell gave Anders a weird look, but he went inside and Anders followed him in.

Anders looked at Mitchell, “What do you think? Do you like it?”

“Well, I guess… I”

Then all of a sudden the whole family jumped out and yelled, “Surprise!” at Mitchell. Mitchell jumped out of his skin, and looked at Anders, “What the fuck Anders?”

Anders was laughing and handed a key to John, “Welcome home, love.”

Mitchell looked down at the key, “Bloody hell mate! You, you bought this place?”

“Well, technically we bought it. But yeah, took me forever to find a house in Auckland that looked like it came from Ireland. And oh, by the way, you jumped the gun on me with the proposal.”

“What do you mean?” Mitchell asked. He looked around at their family all standing around looking at the two of them.

Anders dropped down on one knee and pulled a ring box out of his coat pocket, and opened it to a white gold, Celtic band with an emerald in the middle. “Will you marry me, John Mitchell?”

John covered his mouth with his hand and turned around to look at the family waiting for an answer. Then he looked at Anders, kneeling before him, “Yes, of course I’ll marry you, you egg!”

Everyone cheered while Anders slipped the ring on the ring finger of John’s left hand. They were both laughing so hard and kissing each other. They finally clued the family in on John’s earlier proposal which made everyone laugh even more. Unbeknownst to John, Anders had arranged to have the family Christmas gift exchange at their new home. The couple walked into the family room so John, his mouth still wide open from the shock, could see more of the house. John was staring at the Christmas tree, “Is, is that the Christmas tree from j:pr?”

Everyone laughed at Mitchell. “Yeah we broke into the office and stole it so that there would be a tree here,” Axl said. The room had a couple of card tables and chairs set up for the food and drinks. Anders showed John the kitchen, “It’s going to definitely need updating, but Mike said he would help us out with that.”

John was running his hands over the counters and the stove with a big smile on his face.

Anders took John’s hand, “C’mon, let’s go upstairs and I’ll show you the rest. Oi! Watch your head on the beams when we go up the stairs.”

Mitchell started to go up the stairs, and instantly had to duck to avoid getting a concussion on the beams, “Bloody hell you weren’t kidding about these beams. We will have to do something about that.”

Anders chuckled, “I told you babe.”

“There must have been dwarfs that lived here before.”

“Haha, very funny Vlad. Okay so up here there are three bedrooms and one small bathroom. Over here is the master bedroom, but I think there’s room to put a master bath in if we cut through the closet and maybe take a foot or two from the bedroom on the other side.”

John was looking at the master bedroom, and then the bedroom on the other side of it. “I don’t know Anders. I’m not much of a DYI guy. Have you asked Mike about it?”

“Yeah, he seemed to think that it would work. I’d like to work on this first, but the more I think about it, I think we should start with the kitchen and the bathroom downstairs. What do you think?”

“Yeah, I think you’re right. I still can’t believe you bought this place! Anders, how did you find this house? This has to be the oldest house in all of New Zealand!”

“I don’t know about that, but it’s definitely up there in age. I just had the realtor keep an eye out for something like this. This place just fell into her lap the day that everyone was decorating j:pr so I had to move fast. Do you like it?”

John was shaking his head in amazement, “I love it! I’m blown away that you were able to buy this without me knowing about it.” John leaned down to kiss him tenderly.

“Well, don’t get too excited dracula. I did get this place pretty cheap, but that’s because it needs a lot of work,” Axl was hollering up the stairs for the couple to come downstairs. “I guess we better get down there before they tear the place apart.”

John stopped Anders from leaving, “Anders, thank you for the house … our home…and for this,” he held up his left hand and then wrapped it around Anders’s left hand, “great minds think alike!”

Anders smiled, “I guess so,” he leaned up and kissed John one more time before they headed back downstairs.

Olaf handed them both a beer when they made it downstairs, “Happy Christmas to the wonderful couple and to the future Mr. and Mr. Johnson, or will it be Mr and Mr Mitchell?”

John looked at Anders, “Definitely Mitchell!”

Anders objected, “Oi! What are you talking about, I can’t change the name of my business, we have to be Mr and Mr Johnson!”

John was shaking his head, “No fucking way Anders am I going to be John Johnson!”

Olaf jumped in, “Oh Anders, John does have a point. John Johnson does not have very good vibes to it.”

Ingrid gasped, “I’ve got an idea! Why don’t you two boys hyphenate the name! You know, Mitchell-Johnson. That way all issues would be solved!”

Mitchell squinted at Anders, “I suppose I could handle being John Mitchell-Johnson, if you can handle being Anders Mitchell-Johnson?”

Anders smiled at John and reached up to give him a long kiss.

“Ahh see problem solved. My work here is done,” Ingrid was proud of herself.

Axl came up with a plate of food, and a mouth full of food, “Oi! Mike says the food is ready and everyone needs to eat!”

Mitchell looked at Anders, “What? Mike is grilling? Here?”

Anders smiled at his fiance, “Of course babe, it’s Christmas! Oh which reminds me, we left the pies and the gifts out in the car, so we better go get those.” The couple headed out to the car while everyone started eating.

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Everyone was sitting around eating their Christmas bbq and laughing and enjoying the gift exchange that was underway.

Ingrid had Ty’s name, and gave him a gift bag which contained a gift card to a nice restaurant and a couple of tickets to a local play. “Oh wow, thanks Ingrid. Dawn and I will enjoy that!”

Ingrid smiled at her friend and former roommate, “You are most welcome. I hope that you and Dawn enjoy the play.”

So then it was Ty’s turn to give his gift to the person he got, which was Anders. “Anders, your gift is in your office. It was too big to put in a box and wrap.”

“What is it and why is it in my office?” Anders asked.

It’s a small office refrigerator that you desperately need in the office!” Ty said.

“Oh I see, don’t you mean an office refrigerator that Dawn needs? So that’s really a gift for Dawnsie.” Anders answered back.

“Well I think it’s a great idea Anders. At least that way my lunch won’t get soggy anymore!” Dawn stuck her tongue out at Anders!

Next Anders got up and gave Mike his gift, “Merry Christmas Mike.” Mike looked at the envelope that Anders handed him and opened it, “Hmmm, a weekend away for two at the Paihia Beach Resort & Spa. Just what I’ve always wanted. Thank you Anders.”

Michelle came over and grabbed the gift card away from Mike, “Yes, thank you Anders!” Everyone laughed.

Mike had then handed Ingrid her gift which was a new purse, “Oh thank you Mike, I love it! Am I safe to say that Michelle picked this out?”

“That’s a pretty good guess, Ingrid,” Mike replied.

Olaf went next since Ingrid had already given Ty his gift. Olaf seemed very proud of himself, and handed Dawn a wrapped box. “Thank you Olaf,” she unwrapped to find a new lunch cooler.

A disappointed Olaf spoke up as Dawn unwrapped her gift, “I guess since Ty bought the office a refrigerator, you don’t need that for your lunch now!” There was a collective ‘awwww’ in the room at Olaf’s thoughts.

Dawn tried to smile at Olaf, “Thank you Olaf, that was very observant of you. And I will still use it to take my lunch to work in or whenever we go on a picnic. So no worries, I will definitely use it!” She got up and gave Olaf a kiss on his bald head to make him happy.

Anders had gotten up to get him and John another beer. He came back and sat down in John’s lap and looked at him smiling, “You happy love?”

“I am very happy love,” John pulled Anders down for a long, slow kiss that of course was met with the standard wolf calls, and ‘get a room’ yelled at them.

Anders pulled back from the kiss, “Actually this is my room, and the whole house is our room, right dracula!” Mitchell just shook his head at Anders. They’ve been together three years and he still calls him dracula.

The last part of the gift exchange continued. Dawn had Mitchell’s name and gave him a large box to open.

Mitchell ripped open the paper like a little kid and opened the box to find a new pair of fingerless gloves, and a beautiful white cable knit jumper. “Oh wow Dawn, thank you. It’s beautiful! I don’t have anything this colour.”

Dawn smiled, “I thought you’d look smashing in it!”

“I second that thought,” a smiling Anders said. John looked in Anders’s blue eyes and could feel the heat behind them.

Mike walked over to the couple just as Anders was about to place another kiss on John, “So, Anders, Mitchell, just let me know what you need help with in getting this place ship shape, and I’ll help you out,”

Mitchell cleared his throat, “Oh wow, thanks Mike. We appreciate that,”

“Yeah, no problem. What do you think you’ll want to work on first?” Mike asked

“Well, as much as we’d like the bedroom and ensuite done first, we think the kitchen and the downstairs bathroom should be done first,” Anders told his big brother.

“I can help a little bit. I do know the right end of a drill unlike this guy sitting in front me,” Mitchell said.

“Well, I’ll take a look at all the projects that you want done. It probably makes sense to get the kitchen done first, but then again you don’t want to live in a construction mess forever in your bedroom. I’ll let you know what I figure out,” Mike put his hand on Anders’s shoulder.

“Oh and let’s make sure Anders doesn’t go flying into a pile of lumber this time,” Mitchell had a sharp edge to his voice now.

Mike shook his head and walked away.

Anders walked over to whisper something to Ty and then came back to pull Mitchell outside so they could get away from the crowd. He placed his hands on Mitchell’s face to lower him into a kiss. When he ran out of breath he pulled away and sighed, “I love you for saying that to Mike.”

“Well, it needed to be said. Everyone looks all cheery, warm and happy today, but I know how your family works, Anders, and how quickly they can turn on you,” Mitchell’s whiskey eyes had a bit of fire in them at the moment. “So no to Axl working on the remodelling.”

“You’re not going to get an argument out of me on that subject. One slit throat is enough for one lifetime. Anyway, my dear fiance, don’t we need to start planning a wedding date or something?”

Wrapped in each other's arms they seemed to be dancing to their own music, “Mmmm I like that. When we get home we will have to look at our diaries and find a date where we can run up to the justice of the peace and exchange our vows. Have I told you how adorable you are in your elf hat?” Mitchell leaned in to kiss Anders behind his ear, “You should wear it to bed tonight.”

“I suppose that can be arranged. I wish we could spend the night here, but with no mattress or anything, I’m afraid the flagstone will be a bit bumpy and cold to lay on.”

Mitchell smiled back at Anders and pulled him back closer, “We’ll get plenty of opportunities to christen the house in all of the rooms. I can’t wait to begin our new life together here. Romantic dinners together in front of the fireplace. Oh Anders we can hang our stockings on the fireplace next Christmas!! Oh and we’ll have to get a dog and a cat.”

“What? A dog and a cat?! Aren’t you happy with the fish?” Anders asked.

Mitchell raised an eyebrow, “It’s kind of hard to cuddle a fish. Besides, now that we have this large back garden, we’ll have plenty of room for a dog.”

Just then it started snowing! Mitchell held out his hand to catch some flakes and was laughing one of those beautiful, big laughs of his, “Can you believe this Anders? It’s fuckin snowing! It’s almost like magic!” He stuck his tongue out to catch snowflakes on it!

Anders looked around John and noticed that Ty and Dawn were leaning up against the house smiling at them. Anders’s eyes were sparkling and he had a smile on his face, “Well look at that! Snow in Auckland at this time of year. It is almost like magic! Merry Christmas, John.”

John’s eyes were twinkling like the stars in the night sky, “Merry Christmas, love.” The two lovers stood kissing each other as the snow fell around them. And to all a good night!

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the-smol-boys · 3 years

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Size shifter! bad

Part 4 I think?

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Skeppy woke up the following morning in Bad’s chest. The demon was actually awake and seemed to be staring at him.

“You watching me while I sleep, bad? That’s creepy”

The other immediately flushed. “W-what no it’s not! I mean I wasn’t even looking at you! And if I was it’s because there’s nothing else to look at in this cave....and you look pretty cute when you’re this short~”

“What the hell bad! I’m not short! You’re the one who’s tall!”

“Hey! Language!”

The two bickered for awhile as usual. Skeppy was happy Bad was acting like himself despite everything.

—

Bad is still a giant and it looks like he will be for awhile, but he agrees to go back to the badlands with Skeppy riding in his scarf. The first order of business is fixing up the mansion, so they head to the neather as soon as Skeppy builds a big enough portal for bad. The trip goes a lot easier than usual. Bad is fire resistant and can wade through the lava. He can also take down blazes, piglins, ghosts...basically everything With ease. Even so Bad is still careful to avoid stepping on any of the peaceful striders, which makes Skeppy smile a little, Bad will always be Bad no matter what size he is.

“Step on them, bad! Crush them! Crush them!”

“No skeppy! That’s awful don’t even say that!”

“Hehe but whyyyy?”

“Stepping on them is mean! And then don’t even drop anything anyway...” the demon frowned and poked Skeppy in the stomach.

“Owwie...” he whined

“Oh my gosh Sgeppy I barely touched you!”

“That huuurt” Skeppy pretended to whimpered

“Sgeppy! Did I really hurt you!? I’m sorry I didn’t mean-“

The diamond boy burst out laughing. “Hahaha, did you really think you poking me would actually hurt? My bones are made of diamond!”

“Geppy! that’s not funny! You’re a muffin head! Don’t do that!” The demon whined

“Ok ok, I’m sorry, but I have to mess with you a little when you’re like this!”

“...no you don’t”

“Bad come on, I’m sorry...”

“Grrr...”

“Bad, please I won’t do it again, I promise”

The demon sighed. “Ok I forgive you Skeppy, just don’t do it again.”

—

Mining quarts was a lot easier when you had a giant friend. Bad held Skeppy up to high places to reach quarts that was on the ceiling and they didn’t have to go around lava pools as bad could just walk right through them.

It wasn’t long before they had enough quartz to repair the house and then some.

—

Bad watched Skeppy fix the house. He was too scared to get close to it and risk falling onto it.

It took Skeppy about half the day to finish fixing it up.

“There” he said as he placed the final block. “All done!” He beamed at the demon who was sitting 20 feet away.

“I can’t fit in it...”

“You will once you go back to your normal size”

“What if I never...”

“Bad..we’ve been over this...”

“I know...I know it’s irrational but still...”

Skeppy approached his friend and took one of his clawed fingers and hugged it. “It’s going to be okay bad, no matter what happens alright?”

The demons face turned a muddy red. ‘He’s blushing’ Skeppy thought with a bright smile plaster fo his face. Bad smiled back and Skeppy swore he saw him shrink ever so slightly, no more than a foot, but it confirmed his suspension that Bad wouldn’t be stuck like this forever. “I bet one day you can learn to control it, then think about how much we can mess with the others”

Bad laughed evily . “Ooo, you’re right, I can force everyone to do my bidding and make me all the muffins in the world!”

“Bad...so devious~” he smirked, happy he managed to cheer his friend up. Unfortunately the good mood didn’t last long as lightning flash across the sky, followed by booming thunder and then a down pour of rain. “Shit...”

“Language...” Bad outstretched his wings to cover himself and Skeppy from the droplets. “You should get inside geppy”

“What about you?!”

“I’ll just hide out in the nether for now”

“Oh..good idea”

Bad picked up his friend and set him down in front of the mansion. “It’s late anyway. I’ll see you in the morning and hopefully the storm will be over by then..”

“Yeah...night, Bad”

“Goodnight sgeppy”

the demon lingered for a moment, Skeppy realized he was waiting for him to go inside. He went inside the mansion and he watched bad head towards the portal through the window. “Poor Bad...” he sighed and turned to go to the bedroom. It looked a bit different now, Skeppy wasn’t able to fix it perfectly. Not to mention Bad had crushed to the bed and most of the other items that decorated the room. Skeppy had to throw everything out basically. All that remained was a small bookshelf and a small bed he got from the guest room. He crawled in, Skeppy knew he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep. He missed Bad’s warmth and the way the demon would curl around him in his sleep. He even missed his soft snoring and how he’d hog the blanket and Skeppy would complain and try to take it back only for the demon to wrap one of his wings around the diamond boy to get him to shut up.

He was tossing and turning for hours before finally giving up. “Ugh! This will never work!” He sat up and stomped out, heading towards the nether portal. Skeppy was drench by the time he entered the glowing purple field.

It didn’t take long at all to find bad. He had dug out a little cave in the netherac wall and was laying down but seemed to be having the same trouble Skeppy was.

The demon perked up when he noticed his best friend. “Sgeppy, something wrong?” His voice full of concern

“No...well, yes. The bed I took from the guest room is super uncomfortable...”

“Oh?”

“Yeah so...um..can I just-“

“Stay here? Of course you can Skeppy! Come in” Bad moved so he body wasn’t blocking the entrance.

“Why thank you~” he said while hurrying inside.

Bad moved, blocking the entrance again. He definitely didn’t want any mobs sneaking in now.

Skeppy didn’t know what he was expecting. The little artificial cave was completely barren aside from some glow stone lighting up the ceiling. He turned to look at bad, who had his wing raised, offering Skeppy to cuddle with him, which the diamond boy gladly accepted, laying down on his friends chest. Bad placed a hand over Skeppy and curled his wings around the both of them in a cacoon, making the smaller feel safe and protected, in the nether of all places!

The demon hummed happily, and Skeppy could feel the vibrations of it. “Goodnight sgeppy, for real this time”

The other giggled “yeah yeah, goodnight bad, love you”

“Love you too geppy”

—————

Day 5 of not knowing how to write but writing anyway

Is it a plot hole that Skeppy is able to sleep in the nether?

#giant/tiny #g/t community #g/t #g/t art #g/t writing #giant/tiny fluff #g/t fluff #g/t au #mcyt g/t #giant!bad #tiny!skeppy #sizeshifter!bad

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darklymelanatedstories · 3 years

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Oh shxt I forgot!! (ft Vegeta&Bulma)

"So what do you think, sir?"

Vegeta gave a small smile and a nod. "It's perfect." He took one more glance at it before covering it up. Vegeta had been planning this for a while. He wanted this to be the best no threatening surprise she'd have that year.

After he's quick check up on his surprise he headed home. When he entered he was greeted by silence, so he assumed all the lazy bums he loved were still asleep. Not that it really mattered. It was 5am anyway. He crept into the room him and Bulma shared and couldn't help but smile when he saw her peacefully resting with drool running down her chin and messy hair and all. How could he love so many perfect imperfections.

Although Bulma wasn't much of an early bird, he did know that sleep was important to the woman so he decided to let her be.

"Hmm, she's been working hard yesterday on her projects and improving the gravity chamber.",Vegeta thought. "Just as well."

Vegeta moved her hair away then kissed her forehead before going down to the kitchen. He tried making her breakfast but ended up with a messy kitchen and broken eggs. Now he had to remind Bulma to buy eggs again. He was sure he made such a noise that he woke the whole neighborhood.

Trunks walked into the room and gave his father puzzled a look.

"Dad..?"

"Don't!",Vegeta exclaimed. Trunks raised his hands up slowly and backed away. Not wanting to be there during his father's frustration.

"Wait boy.",he said. Trunks immediately stopped. "Yes dad?"

"Clean this place up before you mother sees.",Vegeta ordered as he turned to leave. "I'll owe you one."

"Too late." The two jumped at the sudden voice. Vegeta slowly turned towards his wife.

"What the hell happened here?",Bulma questioned as her eyes scanned her ruined kitchen.

"Uh, you see. I was just trying to make you breakfast.",Vegeta explained, a bit embarrassed at his predicament. Bulma looked shocked, her eyes widened. "Really? That's so unlike you." She crossed her arms and raised her brow. "What are you up to? What's the occasion?"

Vegeta furrowed his eyebrows. "You would know. It's a special day today."

Bulma looked like she was even more confused. "What are you talking about?"

"You really don't remember do you?",Vegeta's expression contorted to slight anger. "I can't believe you. After I actually made an effort this time."

"Vegeta." Bulma carefully approached him and attempted to rest her hand on his shoulder. He immediately shrugged her off.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!",he yelled and stomped out.

"What's he so mad about? He's the one that wrecked my kitchen."

Trunks held his chin and thought. He knew there was something special about today.

"Isn't today your anniversary thing?"

Bulma gasped as she realised. How could she forget? And how did Vegeta remember?

"Oh shxt I forgot!!",she muttered then quickly cupped her hands over her mouth as soon as she remembered that Trunks was in the room.

"Don't worry mom. I've heard that word before.",he assured her.

"What!?"

"Nothing.",Trunks quickly walked out of the room. "I think I hear Bulla crying. I better check on her."

Bulma groaned. "Oh, how could I forget our anniversary? I always bug Vegeta about it."

"You forgot your anniversary!?" Chi Chi stared at Bulma with shock. "It's not like you." But what shocked her more was the fact that Vegeta even tried cooking.

"Yeah, I was so busy with my current machines that I forgot completely."

Goku walked into the room, he actually heard enough of their conversation to know what was going on.

"Why don't you just say you were pretending to forget to surprise him?" The two woman stared at Goku like he was crazy.

"That's not a bad idea, Goku."

"Yeah. I've used that a bunch of ti–"he stopped as soon as Chi Chi sent him a glare. "I guess I'm just full of good ideas."

"Anyway gotta go. Bye Chi Chi, Bulma.",Goku said as he rushed out of the house.

"Grrr. Goku!" Chi Chi groaned then turned to her blue haired friend. Bulma got up excitedly, hitting her fist into her palm as a plan formed in her genius head.

"I got it!"

"You're seriously gonna do it?"

"Well maybe...but I'm thinking of getting him a large buffet of food. You know how these Saiyans love to eat."

"I guess. But just hope it's better than Vegeta's gift so he won't be too mad."

"I always give the best gifts."

"Hey Vegeta." Goku said as he descended next to the Saiyan prince.

"What do you want Kakarot?"

"Happy anniversary." He opened his arms attempting to hug Vegeta but he ended up with a hand on the face pushing him back onto the ground.

"Doesn't feel happy.",he grumbled. "How could she forget. After all my planning."

"Wow. What did you plan?"

"None of your business!"

Goku gave him a sheepish smile as he crossed his legs and scratched the back of his head. They sat in silence for a while as Goku looked up at the sky.

"Well anyway. I say you should still go ahead with it. I mean think of all the times she did amazing things for you. I bet she'd really appreciate this."

Vegeta just grunted. Goku took that as a bit of a sign and got up to leave.

"Well that's all I wanted to say. I better get going. I promised Piccolo I'd train with him."

And with that Goku took off. Vegeta thought for a moment about what he said.

"Not a bad idea."

The sun just started setting and Vegeta waited outside in his maroon suit that he didn't really like wearing but it was a special day and it did make him look good.

He had told Goku to bring her around and was getting impatient. What was taking so long?

"Goku. I have to get everything ready."

Goku tilted his head. "What exactly are you doing? Planning a party?",he said as he watched people take food and party supplies out of a bunch of vans. "Because you know Vegeta's not a huge fan of those." He chuckled.

Bulma hung her head. "Ugh, I know. I've been so stressed that I'm not even thinking clearly."

"How bout you just bring the food in and come with me?"

"Fine." Bulma told the workers to put everything back except the food. Once that was done, Goku scooped her up and took her where he agreed to meet Vegeta.

The sun had set and finally the two have arrived.

"About time.",Vegeta mumbled.

Goku let Bulma down and took off, leaving the two.

"Vegeta look I–"

She was cut off when Vegeta placed his finger on her lips then lifted up her chin. This was the first time she actually saw him properly or her surroundings.

"Nice suit.",she said. Looking around with awe she couldn't help the feelings of excitement and love clearly showing in her body language.

She was in her garden which was beautifully decorated. The lights placed around the flowers lit it up beautifully, even making the pond sparkle. There were fireflies bringing another mix of light into the jars they were jailed in. It reminded Bulma of when she'd go camping with her sister and father.

"Wow." Without saying another word, or any word since she got there, he took her hand and led her to the gazebo in the middle of the garden.

There was some of Bulma's favourite foods and a large bottle of her favourite champagne in a silver bucket of ice.

What drew her attention was the object concealed under a white tarp.

"Vegeta–"

"Before you say anything.",he walked up to the objects. "I know I shouldn't have gotten angry this morning and that you've been stressed out lately. I'm sorry."

"It's fine Vegeta."

He took hold of the tarp. "I also hate doing this sappy stuff so..." He dramatically pulled it off. "Happy anniversary, my love."

Bulma was left speechless. She got closer and Vegeta watched with a smile on her face.

"What do you think?",he asked but he knew she loved it.

"I had it done by that artist you love so much."

In front of Bulma was a beautiful painting of her and Vegeta on their wedding day.

She trapped Vegeta in an embrace and he wrapped his arms around her waist as he pulled her closer.

"I love you."

"Love you too.",he mumbled.

He pulled out of the hug and pulled out a chair for her in the gazebo.

He looked at the amount of food he had prepared for tonight and frowned.

"There's no way this is satisfying me. Damn, now I'm starving for the woman",he thought. He's hunger must've shown on his face because Bulma gave him a knowing look and winked.

"Oh I got that covered." She took her phone out and dialled a number.

"Bring it in guys."

In a matter of seconds people were bringing so much food that there wasn't any space on the table.

Soon Vegeta was stuffing his face.

"Have I told you lately how much I love you?",he said in between chews.

Bulma giggled then looked over at her paintings.

"Yeah, you even showed me."

Art by @lem0uro

Check her out ppl. She's amazing.

♡♡♡♡♡

#vegeta #bulma #vegebul #anniversary #goku

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milkybunbuns · 3 years

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ii. battles → perfection masterlist → next → previous

w/c: 1.9 K

warnings: spoilers for season 1 episodes 6 and 7

a/n: I moved the basic hero training part to morning because I realised half way through it happened in the afternoon and I was too lazy to change everything 😅

A brand new day, which meant a brand new day of school. You wouldn’t even be surprised if today there would be another test and just unluckily for you, Hawks was nowhere to be seen in the morning, leaving you with no food (the fridge was empty) and there was no time to go shopping considering you were running late. Home school was kinda nicer, you could wake up whenever you want, learn whenever you want and train whenever you want, but sometimes it did get a little bit boring.

Sliding the door open quietly, you slid through the smallest opening possible and settled down in your seat, All Might completely oblivious to the fact that you had just walked in, 7 minutes late, however, it clearly didn’t go unnoticed by Iida. You watched as he raised his arm, panicking internally and waving your hands crazily at him, trying to signal him, no. Yet he paid no mind to you. Grrr, Iida!! Way to blow my sneaky entrance smh.

“Yes young Iida?”

“I’m sorry for disrupting the class, but I would like to point out that L/n-san has entered the classroom late and being part of UA, it is expected that all students should be on time”, he pointed at you, exposing you as everyone turned their heads towards you.

You heard whispers of ‘huhh, who’s that?’, ‘I didn’t see her’, ‘Is she new?’, which brought a lot of embarrassment upon yourself.

“It’s not very nice to whisper about someone in front of them kero”, Tsuyu, spoke up, which stopped all the whispers.

Iida stood up and bowed an almost perfect bow to All Might, “I’m sorry All Might for the discrepancy, please continue.”

“Right!”, the no.1 hero sweat dropped, “Please put on your costumes and meet me at Ground B”, he pressed a button on a remote, the wall somehow magically producing cases which held individual costumes based on requests. You grabbed your case, which was labelled no.9, looking around for Tsuyu so you thank her properly for standing up for you. Her green hair was pretty easy to spot, as you rushed to her.

“Oh hi L/n-san!”, she waved at you with her free hand, still keeping a fast pace.

“Hi Asui-san, thank you so much for standing up for me, I would’ve been a gonner without you.”

“It’s no problem at all and call me Tsuyu.”

“Alright Tsuyu, I was wondering if you’d like to be friends with me?”

“Of course! It’d be my pleasure kero”, okay phew it would’ve been so embarassing if she said no sjoakpa.

Everyone met outside, after changing into various hero costumes. Some looked out right ridiculous, Mineta’s was a great example for sure, while some looked really good and you couldn’t help but be in awe at Ochaco’s costume. It had a really nice colour palette consisting of pink, white and black and fitted her quirk really well.

“Ochaco!”, you waved her over, from where she was standing with Deku, quickly examining his hero costume, you noticed that the teeth looked a bit strange and he kinda looked like a bunny though it was clearly meant to be All Might style.

“Hi Y/n!!”, Ochaco smiled bouncing up and down excitedly, “This is so exciting! Our first hero training class!!”

“Yeah, I guess it is. Your costume is really cutee~”

She scratched the back of her neck sheepishly, “Thanks, but I honestly didn’t expect this to be skin-tight.”

“It’s good for your quirk and easier to manoeuvre around with a tight suit rather than a loose suit. We don’t want you accidentally making yourself float in a battle.”

“Oh yeah, of course, that would be pretty bad. But I love your costume, it’s really bright though, wouldn’t that be bad for stealth?”

“That’s why I’ve already figured out what I want to be. If or when I become a hero, I’m going to be a daylight hero.” Your costume was almost all white, but it also had bits of f/c with it. It consisted of white combat boots lined with stars in f/c near the soles, as well as 3/4 length leggings and a skin-tight top which was able to help cool you off. In terms of gadgets, you had heatproof f/c gloves, a utility belt which contained ice cubes in a small thermos, bandages, a small bottle of water. Other than those, you had a heatproof visor on your face. (Feel free to imagine up your own costume)

“Wait, you’ve already thought so far ahead, we still have 3 years here tho!”

“Well, maybe I’ll change my thoughts along the way, but lets listen to All Might before we get called out.”

“Right.”

It turned out you were put in team I, along with an invisible girl, who had introduced herself as Hagakure and a tail boy who was called Ojiro.

“Okay, Hagakure, you should go scout for them and me and Ojiro will protect the bomb.”

“On it!”, and she was soon out of the room, discarding her clothes in one of the many rooms to become completely invisible. The extra time for the villains was over and before you could begin anything, ice quickly made it’s way to your feet, trapping both you and Ojiro in the ice.

Ojiro pressed a finger to his ear pierce, “Hagakure! Where are you what’s the situation?”

“The Todoroki guy has frozen the whole building and he’s coming to the room right now!”

“Okay, I’ll get us out of this”, you activated your quirk, hands quickly heating up as you let them hover over your feet, the temperature enough to melt it off. Thanks to Todoroki, the whole room was cold, so you could freely use your quirk without overheating, but the negative to this was you could only use up any stored energy from before, since it was almost pitch-black in this room. The door slammed over before you could free Ojiro, revealing Todoroki, who seemed slightly surprised that you were free. He still had no clue how your quirk operated and what it did exactly.

“So,Todoroki-kun? You after this?”, you grabbed the bomb which was still coated in a thick layer of ice and ripped it right out of the ground, allowing a pair of wings to form on your back. He raised his right foot, slamming it down to create a large scale ice attack which you avoided easily, flying out of the window and onto the rooftop where your quirk could operate freely and without end, until your body temperature gets too hot.

Todoroki followed the particles of light out, creating his own path of ice, but by the time he arrived, you already had the bomb safely sitting on the other side of the roof, now instead of being coated with ice, being coated with light energy, which was hot to the touch and melted the ice. Wordlessly, he sent an ice attack towards you, hoping to knock you out to remove the barrier around the bomb. Well he knew it’d know you out, he knew his ice side was powerful. So when you rushed from behind the glacier, sending a ball of light towards him, he was shocked to say the least, but still dodged it.

“If you haven’t figured out by now, your ice only helps me. Using ice attacks is useless, to defeat me, you’ve gotta use your fire side.”

Todoroki frowned, “I can defeat you with just ice, no matter how powerful you are.”

“Hm?”, you arched an eyebrow then shrugged, “Alright, sure.” You created a few more light balls just enough so they were surrounding you, “Say bye then”, you sent them all at once, controlling them to follow Todoroki like guiding missiles. He quickly created a cube like shape of ice around himself, the ice shattering into pieces leaving him unscathed except for a few scratched form the shards which pierced him.

A glacier, larger than the others before raced towards you, and you thought quickly, covering the space around you with light energy which melted all the ice.

“Your quirk relies on light doesn’t it, so what if you run out of it”, Todoroki pointed out, now the rooftop was encased with a thick layer of ice all the way around which was too much for you to melt through without wasting all the energy you had saved. “And even though ice helps keep your body cold, how much of it can you handle before your body starts to get frostbite. My body was made to be able to withstand these temperatures, but yours is made to withstand heat.”

He could already see that you were shivering, your costume didn’t provide much warmth at all, since you simply assumed you would always be too hot rather than cold.

“No way am I letting you win”, you said through clenched teeth, if there was one thing you hated, it was losing. In your palms you held bits of light energy to keep you warm, but you knew you couldn’t keep this up forever, you had to think and act quickly. Your eyes darted around the ice room, all that was there was you, Todoroki and the bomb. Of course! The bomb! The bomb was still covered with light energy. You grabbed onto the bomb, burning your hands in the process, but still managing to throw it at the ice, the heat melting through the ice to create a hole out. At that moment, you realised you had been baited. Todoroki knew you could withstand the heat of your own light energy better than he could and made it so you had no choice but to use the energy form there which got rid of the layer so he could get the bomb. You watched in horror as he reached towards the bomb and in panic, you sent one towards his hand which was badly aimed and went over his arm instead and into the ice walls.

You lunched forwards, even though you knew there was no way you could make it to him in time, as he touched the bomb, signalling the heroes win. Placing his left hand on the floor, everything was melted off. You were shivering from the cold, frost forming along your body. He took notice and felt just a bit bad, and got permission from all might to take you to the nurse’s office. After all, a hero’s role was to save.

You got on the bed, rubbing your arms to try and get warmth, recovery girl’s quirk couldn’t help you warm up since it wasn’t really an injury.

“Here, I’ll warm you up”, Todoroki stated bluntly holding out his left hand.

“R-right thanks”, you chattered, trying to fit both of your hands in his, which were extremely warm, but not too hot. After a few moments of awkward silence, with him staring at you, you let go. “Thanks for the help, but I think I can warm up myself from here on.”

“Alright L/n-san, but I have proven that I can defeat you with only my right side. I will not need my left side to defeat you.”

His words left you thinking for a while, he only required half his strength to take you out, which meant you still had miles to improve. When you got third in the quirk apprehension test, you thought you were pretty good, but you never noticed the difference in power between you and Todoroki till now. Training was definitely needed.

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smallestclowninthecircus · 3 years

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Tma season 2 notes baybeee

I made myself take several breaks so I could give my frie d who is listening to it at the same time as me a chance to catch up. Honestly just posting them so I have them saved somewhere but whatever.

ep 41: real graham wrote keep watching before he was replaced. Jon feels like he's being watched. But they werent replaced by things related to the eye. It's the web that's on the box that replaces them. Endless hallways and doors to nowhere. I bet nicholas will have ideas what entity this relates to. If it even does. They're like the tunnels in the one with the builder guy. Tunnels closing in etc. Also like the cave diving one. He's assuming it's just one

ep 42: so 100 gecs? (IM SORRY I LIKE 100 GECS BUT LMAO) so there's some entity related to music right? There's the piper episode and the 27 w/ the calliope. Ah yes, this season is gonna be the season of Paranoid!Jon

ep 43: section 31? fucking books. god no. smashed lights? cult lady did that. covered the lights too. she mentioned a spooky clown doll. thats not random.

ep 44: is this that same circus that got mentioned before? it is! the pipe organ! pop off organ! pipe off! mouth on the stomach! yes! mouths in unusual places my beloved!

ep 45: antiques! like that one ep!

ep 46: every time books get mentioned i sigh. hhh sus smells. it got brighter. I get the vibes occasionally that the dark and the eye are sorta at odds with eachother. GRRR BARK BARK LEITNER. ayyy ex altiora. entity go brr. which entity do we thing it is? my guess is The Dark. The book buyer's name is Mike. He has scars? Electricity? The childhood friend of the guy who got it later on perhaps? The Vast? its formatted like an entity idk. This happened before the other one. He got trapped in the wood carving. a win for the web lol spiders go brr

ep 47: did i hear spiral? ITS THE NOT THING FROM THE EPISODE WITH NOT GRAHAM "it didnt move, it shifted" is like the exact same sentence as before. ay john's starting to remember. the laughing woah thats weird. is "michael" one of the entities? "you make it seem like theres a war" supports my theory that theres a struggle between a couple of the entities. I said i thought it was the eye and the dark i believe but im not sure. its whatever entity michael is vs the worms? what did nicholas say the worms were again? The Corruption? still dont know which one michael is tho.

Had to take a break after that episode. smth about the quality of michael's voice makes me feel like im gonna slip into one of those states where it feels like nothing is real, so i got a nice cold glass of water.

ep 48: jesus ok this one's kidna corny. you're telling me love made the crowd go away come on now. Ur losing it big J. also shouldnt it be more sus that "sasha" is so unaffected by the worm incident/ finding of gertrude's body

ep 49: haven't we heard hector's name before? oh is he the crime guy? fucking jared... so it's a throat? chompa chompa. (it's just a little bit hot) the good part about these episodes is that we know whoever's telling the story isn't gonna die. even if it's a close call, they're not dead. hotworth? ok not jared keay. it bothers me how theres so many repeated names, can they not come up with other names? "sasha"'s computer is breaking... sus. Elias our favorite weed man! jon ur so paranoid lmao

ep 50: robert smirk, at it again. this is like that one episode with the old dude who locked his door. who said idle beforehand? was it smirk? fingertips. thats so weird lmao. bahahah tim

ep 51: simon fairchild. im sure jon will mention the name at the end i cant remember where we've heard it. this is just like the cavediving episode. a hand? there was a hand in the last one right? the scalpel! and an eye thing. she's trying to throw them off.

ep 52: thats the guy from before! with the hearts! god i hate this guy writing the statement hh. lights blowing, and brackish water. we know how this ends but its still tense. rainer? reigner? rain man. we've seen him before

ep 53: pls not a leitner. oh boy mans scratched out his eyes. rip skelly. why would gertrude have had this statement off the books? jon stabbed himself?? bruh im? big man are you okay

ep 54: cockney boys! ayy its our favorite delivery men. she cut out their eyes. she knew that the eye was a thing?

ep 55: oily residue like the retirement home!

ep 56: worms? no. spiders?? bruhh. aaah yelling :(( aww martin anyways yeah i called it about paranoid!jon he needs to take a nap and drink some hot chocolate and calm down for once please

ep 57: just remembered, i think theres an entity called The Lonely?? This feels pretty lonely idk. fairchild, lukas/ lucas, some spooky place in norway idk. "sasha" knew he was recordinig hmm suspicious cmon jon figure it out. Sasha and tom. hm sus. for records sake i feel liek i should note here that I did have it spoiled to me simply that that's not sasha, but thats really all. i assumed it was like the thing that happened to graham in S1

ep 58: i feel like i recognize the name eustice (?) wick. someone please tell me im not just watching jon's descent into madness over the course of this podcast. im hoping it isnt so but, (and pardon the dsmp reference) im getting real wilbur vibes from this one.

ep 59: oh dear ok account from the fielding house. swirling designs? Spiral time? oh boyy. oh wait! 6 inch hole in the middle! is it not a spiderweb type design on the table? thats what i had assumed but that description sounds more like a spiral thing. cobwebs is a Web thing. ayy nicholas was right! the box goes in the table! the place that she kissed him was burning. Raymond is an avatar of The Web and agnes is the burning one. Lightless Flame! Why did she save him? i guess she was against this guy eating ppl or wtvr but why was she at the halfway house then? I think she's like michael.

ep 60: the eye go brr

ep 61: breacon and hope once again. tom. sasha's boyfriend. vampires sleep in coffins. the guy just walking in seems similar to the mind control of the vampires

ep 62: bones! its that one leitner. is this mother keay? the mom of gerard? this is what happened to her right? her skin was found on hooks? oh yeah thats what i thought the pages are made of skin. yeesh. The End!! sounds like an entity. phrased like one, and i think i remember it. are the people trapped in the pages? or... kept?

ep 63: eaten by the darkness! cavediving episode! (just like eaten by the sky) did my brain make up one called The Vast? it feels like it should be one, and all these episodes have some similar description about their feelings when they do whatever chosen hobby they have. ok now this one kinda feels like the dark. lights going out and all that. ok so not really a The Vast thing, its more of a Dark thing. feckin smirk gah.

ep 64: dice! the death guy! the death game thing! the person tricked somebody else into becoming death and then they were immortal? but if the egyptians wanted to kill him or punish him or whatever couldnt they just kill him? it worked in the end when he had the person giving the statement stab him, that did the job and actually killed him

ep 65: finally jon is actually acknowledging something is wrong.

So we know Mary Keay was revived most likely with the book by gerard.

Gertrude was way more aware of the entities than Jon. mary keay referenced The End openly and she cut the eyes out of her magazines and all that which makes me think she was aware of The Eye

ep 66: please not buried alive pleeaase not buried alive. lukas of the tundra? didnt we hear the name lukas before? she wanted it to be difficult to find important files because that way bad people couldnt find them?

ep 67: agnes... the girl in the hilltop house? agnes poppin off!! he's really not gonna question how she knew where he lived?? oh no D: the tree. were they the ones working on the house? aww they kissi- OH DEAR. why did she kiss him? it seemed like she cared about him? also she could kiss that other dude on the cheek and he was fine, but maybe it was cuz she was younger? lightless flame go brrrrr.

ep 68: oh god books. yup its bitchboy leitner. mans said "this seems supernatural, its a werd book!" bruuh.

ep 69: heh nice. aw cmon jon listen to martin. gahhh spiders. is that the class we heard about in the other doctor one with the teeth apple? some kind of psych class? oh dear. fucking spiders. aaaah. web do be goin brr. it's like the girl in the homeless shelter! who made the guy leave and she took his bed.

ep 70: is this gonna be the book that mary keay had? Most likely a leitner no matter what. Oh boy latin. Why did it start in latin then become old English? I'm guessing people put them in the book? He cant burn it. Phrophecies go brr. He says eh it's a decade in the future it's fine. Its gonna have changed. Ayy called it. Just accept it, it's a magic book. His death is getting closer. Leitner didnt make them but just collected them? Gertrude burned the book! She burned them down there so no one would know.

ep 71: oh boy tunnels. Our favorite thing /s. is The Buried a thing? Idk this seems pretty buried. Oh dear he's trapped here isnt he. "Not enough space to move, never enough to breathe" is that from the computer episode? With the guy who uploaded his consciousness? Somebody living down there. Hmmmm. Guesses: tom, sasha's boyfriend. Gertrude herself? (Though I doubt it)

ep 72: sweeney todd moment. Meat. The slaughter? Idk we'll see what the supernatural part is. Meat is meat. Similar to the slaughterhouse episode. Is it fucking Jared I swear to God it better not be. Hooligan teenagers, you know how it is. Meat is me lmao. Is the kid gonna be in the freezer. Ok that's good. OWW. Oddly textured candles. Made from people? Human fat or smth? Tom from the meat processing plant!

ep 73: outer bay shipping. Bet it's a subset of breacon and hope delivery. The Dark go brrr. Uh oh mans is gonna die. Leo or whatever. Cult ppl go brr. The people's church of the divine host. Who is the divine host? Is it reigner or whatever his name is? I dont think Jon can quit tbh. Probably an anonymous tip but from who?? One of the entities?

ep 74: fucking teeth hhh. I dont know which entity is related to teeth. Spiral. Isnt the spiral an entity. It feels like it could be related to many things idk. Yeah this sounds like the spiral. Heart attack at 29? Jesus... michael! That's kinda what I was thinking. Sasha goin in the tunnels. Hmm sus. They move the floor. Wack. Bet its tom.

ep 75: Man with a lightning scar. Has one of the leitner books. The childhood friend of the one who first introduced us to leitner. Oh my god that sounds terrifying. Michael crew.

ep 76: scalpel? Hmm spooky. NotSasha... think jon think.

ep 77: another double! NotThem, The Stranger. Not related to the table?

ep 78: what was that at the beginning? Question mark?? Oh boy more NotThem. Decker... what is the deal with the table. Does it contain the creature? Fucking Michael. Bitchboi himself.

ep 79: yes pop off martin. Ugh fucking Michael just leave man. I hate that dude. New person. Hmm. No idea who it is.

ep 80: shitener himself! Ok sir tell us the entities. Ayy The Spiral. Ok we know what that one is. The Eye is the beholding! Oooh. The Stranger. Did elias just kill leitner? Popping off honestly.

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starstainedtea · 4 years

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DUDE P L E A S E POST YOUR WRITINGS OF BOMBER. i Cannot Get Enough Of Her. i am Heart Eyes. you know how pikachu says “pika pika” cuz that’s his name? i am saying “simp simp!”

okay that’s cute, thanks b!

now, now, let’s start with some dialogues that she has? sINCE YUH. MAYBE I’LL POST HER STORIES SOON I DON’T KNOW, MAYHAPS!

also, anything below the keep reading line is some of my HCS for her, but they won’t necessarily be canon. uNlEss-

BOMB weapons thermo bomb nail bomb smoke bomb collapsible fighting staff/glock

domination lines

scout;; — ooh, too hot to handle? (thermo bomb) — should've shot the nuts. (glock) — always on makin' noise, eh? (nail bomb) —ah, out of breath? let's keep it that way. (any)

pyro;; —let’s see what’s underneath that mask. (glock) —tsk, and those boys fear you? you’re *nothing*. (nail bomb) —i’d say something but your head’s blown to pieces. (thermo bomb) —what're you gonna do, burn me? (thermo bomb)

demo;; —go dump some alcohol for me. (thermo) —ooo, yikes poor man’s no more. (nail bomb- critical hit) —final round for you, sweetheart. (any)

sniper;; —a professional? please, i don't even need a scope. (glock) —always teasing me looking up, snipe.. your turn. (nail bomb) —your blood on the wall is such a turn on. (thermo bomb- critical hit)

spy;; —the french are the best at losing. (glock) —you make a competent cross-dresser! (nail bomb- cloaked or disguised) —sweet dreams, petit cheu fleur. (any; i don’t know how to do the thingies using a pc so deal with that, frenchies) —sorry ‘bout the head. ya only needed one anyway. (thermo bomb; critical hit)

soldier;; —time to retire, old man. (any) —outdated and pathetic, as expected. (glock) —going out with a bang! (thermo bomb) —here’s a dishonourable discharge. (any- bombs)

engie;; —final nail to your coffin, engie. (nail bomb) —now can i steal the guitar? (glock) —always too casual, yet under-qualified for the job. (any bomb) —guard your sentries better, sweetheart. (thermo bomb- critical hit)

heavy;; —i just wanna squish that dumb face- oh, nevermind. (thermo bomb) —your brain’s all over the place, and they say you don't have a brain. (any) —not my fault you’re such an easy target! (nail bomb- critical hit) —sorry... not so much. (glock)

medic;; —feelin' good, doc? (in a mocking german accent) (any) —always relyin’ on someone to protect ya, med. (any) —mad doctor? ya look like an underpaid dentist. (glock) —oops, trigger slipped! (any)

bomber;; —aww, how adorably *pathetic*. die. (nail bomb) —have a taste of acid, darl. (thermo bomb) —nice thighs. too bad you run slow. (glock or any bomb) (also a lie-) —i don’t know if it’s you or the bomb but that’s hot! (thermo bomb- critical hit)

tech;; —you lost your touch, mi.. amor. (glock) —shocked? don't be 'cause i'm better. (any) —you can't run away from me anymore. (thermo bomb) —we make a perfect match. in hell. (any)

taunts (bomb exclusive) — pick-me-up- lollipop and hip sways! lasts for five seconds. with sounds such as "nice!" "easy and sweet!" "suck on that, (class name)."

— fourth of july?- she pulls out a few firecrackers out of her pocket and lights it up using a lighter, tapping her foot as a few smokes build up before it all leaves out flying everywhere. "WHOOO! that's how we do it, amigos!" "kiss my arse, losers!"

— the kicker- a high kick like a russian dance, front and back with a somewhat smooth land. after regaining her balance, she flips her hair and puts her hands on her hips. (can be a partner taunt) "be scared." "aw, how sad." "that's right!"

— stack the craps- she pulls out a whole deck of cards and plays with it, a small grin on her lips. can be partnered. there's also a few playing tokens in her pouch falling. disappearing after the taunt as she sits down on the floor with a small 'yes' "it's like playin' with toddlers here!" "pfft, craps time." "i do not cheat."

— bitey bite- the bomber cackles and stomps around and then a stick appears and she acts like a rabid dog, running around to catch the stick with her mouth. "*growling.*" "grrr, chippers-" *coughing* "i think some wood went in my mouth!"

cheers — "we're killin' it, boys!" — "whooo, all in a day's work!" — "more than i expected from y'all." — "we're just better, blu/red!"

jeers — "what was that?" — "frickin' pathetic, guys!" — "you boys are just useless!" — "this is really ticking me off." — "seriously, i wanna kill all of you."

revenge — "i was just testin' ya, now let's see if you can handle me." — "d'aw, que lindo de tu parte.." — "dominate this, ya defunct wannabe." — "let's see if you're up for a duel." — "you and me, let's tango."

payload cart moving;; — "keep it goin', boys!" — "this oughta give us some more time." — "too heavy!" cart stopping;; — "andale! the cart won't walk to the checkpoint!" — "vamonos, god damn it!" — "ayy, boys! what's happening? cart's stopped!" — "vamonos, hombres!"

if you read this far, you get to see some domination lines of my other tf2 oc ;))

BUTLER DOMINATION LINES

scout: - "leave the hit and run on me, pretty boy." - "YOU'RE an offense class? bloody hell, i don’t remember scouting for ya." - "you're making a fool out of yourself. go back home." - "you're easier to kill when you're running, mate! re-evaluate yourself!"

spy: - "amateur, a goddamned toddler wouldn't be so sloppy." - "next time, watch the shadows, monsieur." - "merci bijou, you've helped me sharpen my skills." - "you should run back to your family," [there's a small chuckle before their voice drops] "-oh yeah, you left them in the first place."

soldier: - "aaand the british strikes again." - "your knowledge of war is in par with an idiot, sir!" - "your country thanks you for an unwanted service!" -"mr. doe, it's such a shame." [pause] "my suit is all bloodied."

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In the Dark

Xavier Plympton x Reader

Warning: Smut

Request: grrr so tumblr swallowed my request, here it is then: reader is Xavier's gf at the summer camp, they're secretly dating. They flirt in front of everyone bc it's fun. Margaret comes and throw the guys out from the girl's cabin, right before that Xavier complained about having to shower at night, joking abt being afraid of going alone in the dark. He leaves, goes to the shower alone and his gf joins him a few minutes after and they have sex in the showers? She came even if she's afraid of the dark

A/N: I got it this time! I’m sorry if this is too short, but I hope you like it! Enjoy~

You were very grateful that you could spend the whole summer with your boyfriend, being in a camp surrounded by nature just gave it the extra that you needed.

Xavier and you became a thing after he and Montana stopped fooling around, he said that it was because of you, he realized that he could be so much more than a simple guy with flings. Sure he had ambitions and goals in his life, but he also had a dark past, and you helped him get out of it. He was sure that on the night he told you about his insecurities and fears, you’d leave him and see him as a weak person, but quite the opposite happened. You confessed your love to him and instead of leaving, you stayed and healed him.

Neither of you were ready to tell about it to the others, yet. So you kept your relationship as a secret. You only flirted and teased each other in front of the others. And they never seemed to pick up on it. Chet always said that you should start dating because he was annoyed with the constant flirting in front of him.

And that is how you found yourself getting yelled at by Margaret. She was furious that the boys snuck into the girls’ cabin. After she had a small back and forth with the boys, they left, but not before Xavier let his voice heard one last time.

“I don’t want to shower in the dark, alone! That’s like the perfect scenario to get killed in the dark!” it made Trevor laugh but everyone nodded in agreement. You understood his hint that he wants to meet you at the showers, you two often met up after the others went to sleep. He knew how much you hated the dark, yet he wanted to meet with you at one of the darkest places of the camp…lovely.

When you snuck out to meet him at the showers, you didn’t expect him to be actually taking a shower. Not that you minded, as soon as you entered you saw his silhouette through the curtain and even in that awful lighting, you had to admit that his ass looked amazing.

You didn’t want to scare him, so you made sure he heard you as you took your clothes off. You figured it might ruin the mood if he out of reflex hits you.

“Not that I mind or anything, but what made you come here?” he asked as you entered the shower. He looked amazing naked, drops of water ran down his toned chest and his luscious hair was all wet. He made you wet with just the way he looked.

“Don’t act like you weren’t expecting me!” you said with the same playful tone.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to get filled with lust and desire as you soon found yourself trying to hold yourself up against the wall of the shower while he mercilessly pounded into you from behind. He often leaned down and placed kisses on your back. This position allowed him to hit places in you, places you enjoyed the most.

“Fuck, Baby, you feel so good.” he whispered into your ear. You made sure that you weren’t too loud, although even when he changed his angle and made you close your legs, then continued to pound you, it was rather hard. You didn’t want the others to hear you, you wanted to tell them, you didn’t want them to find out because Xavier fucked you so good and you couldn’t keep your voice down.

“X-Xav…I…You are so...big!”

Your hands started to ache because you held them up for too long. Xavier didn’t notice it, yet he soon changed your position and held you against the wall, one of your legs on the floor, the other around his hips held up by his hand. His other hand was busy playing with your nipple. Your hands were in his hair, pulling and nails scratching his scalp. His lips against yours, he soon pulled back and looked you deep in the eyes. He was close, and you knew that because he always looked you in the eyes when he cums, it's like a ritual to him, as if to make sure that he really was with you, and it was really happening. The other reason you knew that was because his hips began to mod quicker and the sound of your wetness, skin against skin got louder.

“I’m close.” he always announced, as if he waited for your approval that he could climax because you were also nearing your end. And even if you couldn’t cum at the same time, he wouldn’t leave you unsatisfied.

When you gave him a nod, he pulled you even closer by the leg, if that was possible, and he came deep in you. Since you were on the pill, you didn’t mind it, you actually found it to be quite intimate, and you always felt full whenever he came deep in you. The water was hitting his back as you grabbed his shoulders and you shook a little as you came, both of you let out a long and loud moan.

After you came down from your high and he pulled out his now lip cock out of you, you pulled him in for a hot kiss.

“I love you.” you said to him.

“I love you more.” he said and it made you smile, seeing the light in his eyes, his happiness, it was your everything, he was your everything.

You didn’t want to let go of him, not even when he walked you back to the girls’ cabin. You stood behind a tree in the dark and just kissed, but it wasn’t fast, both of you took your sweet time to show the other just how much you loved each other.

“I should go back.” you said as you watched him, his eyes shining bright even in the dark.

“Just one more kiss.” he said as he leaned closer, but you put your hand on his lips.

“It’s never just one with you, Xavier.” he mumbled something against your hand, and when you let him go, he said it again.

“I hate this. Hiding, I mean. We should tell the others, so I can kiss you all the time and not just when no one is watching.” he let a pout find its way against his lips, you always found his pouty face adorable.

“Alright, tomorrow, we will tell them tomorrow.” both of you smiled and he leaned in for a last kiss before he left to go to bed.

You fell asleep that night with the promise of a perfect summer, and that your relationship will no longer be hidden.

You expected the others to be happy for you and Xavier. Little did you know that all of them already placed bets on when you are going to tell them about your love.

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A prompt. Can we have some modern tails and amy mother child moments? You can add sonamy on the sides. I really loved the other one :)

Cheery Cherry, may all your prompt wishes come true~ And I hope you don’t mind… but what if… Not Sonamy, necessarily,… but a ‘different’ love story? -eyebrow bounce-

Public announcement: PROMPTS ARE ON SHUTDOWN! PLEASE DON’T ASK FOR ANY TILL I REOPEN THEM! Thank you :)b

Prompt:

Amy was sweeping away in her home, finding that little critters kept wandering in, she would gently lead them outside and then look to see large holes in her walls from when Sonic and the gang came over and caused havoc.

She sighed, before the door swung open again.

Without even looking to see who it is, she slumped down and let out a frustrated groan, “Look, little guys. If I don’t finish cleaning this mess, then I’ll clean you all out of existence!” she swung around and swapped her broom for her hammer, before seeing Tails with his eyes red from crying and sniffling as he held the door open.

“Even you’re calling me names…”

“Tails!” she immediately dropped her hammer, “N-no, no, I wasn’t! I just thought you were-… uh, anyway, what’s wrong?” She struggled to explain herself, but then tossed the whole thing aside, leaning him in.

He fell face-first onto her couch, void of life it seemed, and mumbled into the cushions while his hands gestured around lazily to his sides.

“Tails, you absolutely know what butts have sat on that seat cushion.” Amy nonchalantly stated her warning as Tails immediately let out a gasp and pulled his face out from the seat cushion, sitting back properly this time.

“Yuck! Phoo! Phoo!” he spat and wiped his mouth.

“Now, you look like you’ve been crying.” Amy sprayed the spot his head at talked into and began to continue cleaning while he composed himself.

His two tails wrapped up around him as he attempted to hide himself and appear smaller. “It’s awful! I’ll never be able to show myself around Zooey again! Or any girl for that matter.”

“I’m a girl, Tails.” Amy unamusingly pointed out, wiping her table down.

“Well… not really, you’re like a… girl bro.”

She turned around, growling a moment.

“I-I-I mean, you’re the prettiest girl there is! But easy to talk to about things that well… n-normal dude bros can’t–or… don’t… talk about.” he broke out of his little insecure entanglement and waved his hands out in front of himself, before holding himself and leaning back on the couch.

“So, what happened with Zooey?” Amy went back to her chores, going to the dishes and pulling back her wraps around her arms to do so, getting into the bubbly water.

“…I met her friends…”

“And?” Amy didn’t seem to be picking up on what that implied.

“…And… They didn’t like me.”

Amy had just picked up the scrubber when she felt her whole house had collapsed onto her heart. At least, that’s how deep it felt.

“Didn’t…” she turned to look over her shoulder at him. “Like… you? Wh-wah-what do you mean?” she put the dish she was about to scrub back into the sink, giving Tails her full attention.

He turned quiet, his tails barely flopping like they would if he was happy.

The light tap of them made her strangely nervous, and she put the scrubber away, making it splash into the sink as she turned back to him, looking upset.

“Hmph.” She glared off to the side, biting her lip. “So… They don’t like decent men in this world?”

“Heh.” he smiled a moment, but then pulled up his knees and curled himself up again, turning his head away from her, sorrowfully. “To be honest… I don’t think they like her either.”

“What…” Amy put the dish away, her entire face softening as he said that.

“They weren’t exactly friendly or nice to her either.” He looked out the window, tilting his head. “Amy… Why do girls insult each other so much? It doesn’t sound the same when dudes do it. When Sonic or Knuckles tease me, it makes me laugh and I can usually tease them back. Their smiles are different too… But when Zooey and I were talking, her–so called–friends’ smiles looked more like Eggman’s smirking… Zooey got real quiet too as they pulled her away from me… I wanted to reach out and get her away from them but she told me not too…”

“How did she say not too?” Amy, fully invested now in this story, sat down on the couch beside him.

He looked up, watery eyes again, “Please… don’t.” he ducked his head, as though ashamed.

“Like…” Amy leaned in closer, narrowing her eyes for understanding. “Please, don’t? Or Please… Don’t?”

“Is there a difference?” Tails looked up to her, as a new found rage swirled inside of Amy.

“Yes. A big one.” She walked back over to her hammer, picking it up as it was beside the broom. She didn’t even glance at the broom, her own troubles were not as severely crucial to the moment as what she had just heard. “I have a feeling those girls weren’t her friends, Tails.” she turned back to him.

“I think Zooey needs us.”

Worried, Tails got up and followed after her.

It took only a moment for Tails to show Amy the direction the girls ran off too, and once finding them, were appalled to see the girls flinging her own produce at her shop down on her.

They laughed as Zooey sat on the ground, covering her head as she was bombarded with juice spraying everywhere over her. Her shop wasn’t exactly structurally sound either, and when one girl tossed the watermelon, Zooey gasped as it hurt her shoulder and also hit one of the key posts for her roof.

“Ah!” she cried out, as the girls stepped back, seeing the structure come down.

“Tails! Get Zooey and that roof!” Amy cried out, “I’m gonna take care of these… These…” she ground her hammer’s stem into her tight grip around it, making hot heat sear through her hand… but it wasn’t burning lava quite like her eyes looked. “Girls…” she walked with purpose, justice and fury in her quake, and said those words as though a hissful curse.

Tails charged without another thought towards Zooey, “It’s going to be okay!” he comforted her, and flew up to catch the roof. Struggling, it almost looked like he wasn’t enough for the job.

“Tails! Oh no, be careful!” Zooey cried out, turning to look up at him. “Ohh!” more produce fell from their raised shelves as Tails began to find the strength, with the added weight now leveraged from the roof, to lift the shelter up.

“Z-Zooey!” he called down to her, his teeth clenched tightly to keep the roof up. “The beam!”

“Huh? Oh!” Zooey looked up from her cowering, before quickly grabbing the wooden staff that supported the roof and held it in place. “It’s ready, Tails!”

“Grrr…!” Tails squinted his eyes as he used the remaining muscle he had left to lower the roof gently back into place. As he flew down, he ‘phew’d a moment and sat back, breathing hard.

“A… Are you… okay?” He smiled to her.

“Oh, Tails… Tails, that was-! Oh!!” She covered her mouth several times as though too astonished by his feat for words, then wrapped her arms around him in great gratitude.

A blush crossed Tails’s face, before a sly boyish grin took hold and he looked the other way, “O-oh, yeah. It was nothing. I do this kind of stuff all the time. No need to worry about me.” He tried to sound as cool as Sonic, but was beaming from ear to ear with joy at her reaction.

She pulled away then, still looking scared, “I’m sorry I asked you to leave so abruptly. It really wasn’t you, Tails. Honest! I just didn’t want those girls to hurt your feelings…”

“But they were hurting yours!” He quickly sprung to his knees, clasping her hands in his own as she then looked down to the gesture and back up into his passionate eyes. “Zooey, I’m a hero! Y-y-yo-you’re… em, you should tell me if someone’s bullying you!” He opted to not say what he wanted too… but in his heart, he wanted so desperately for her to accept him as ‘her hero’. “If I knew those girls were so vicious towards you, I would have never left your side!”

“O-oh, Tails…” She ducked her head, turning to the side with a smile and blush, but there was still some doubt. “I… I just wanted to protect you.” she turned back to look at him, and in a sweet moment, Tails felt his heart melt into his crushing feelings.

“Zooey…”

“Tails…”

“Zooey…” He leaned forward a little more.

“Tails…” Her eyes drooped a little, leaning closer as well.

“AMMMMYYYY!!!!”

“H-huh?” the two leaned back, away from each other and turned to see the girls shouting out for mercy and getting thrashed about by Amy’s hammer.

“And don’t you forget the name!” Amy shooed them away, then took in a deep breath, “Awhhh~ Awh~ Awh~” Amy suddenly sang, calling out to the forest as suddenly those same critters who she was ushering out–politely–the door before came bounding out the woods and heading straight to the girls.

They screamed and ran as the critters pursued.

Amy scoffed out her nose with a big blare of air, then held her hammer to her side, hitting it to the ground. “I can’t stand women like that. Letting their own cowardly emotions make prey of those sweeter than they are! Hmph! I curse the whole lot of them! When I’m a mother of daughters, I’ll-” she swung her hammer as though lecturing before turning around to see Tails walking up to her, Zooey’s hand in his.

“You’d make a great mother,… Amy.” Tails smiled warmly, his ears bending a bit as he confessed that. “Thank you.” he looked back to Zooey, who stepped forward to be beside him. “Without you, I wouldn’t have known what was really going on, or have saved Zooey in the nick of time.”

“Thank you, Miss Amy.” Zooey bowed a little, “I’m sorry I look this way but…”

“That’s not your fault.” Amy was suddenly horrified that she would apologize for something like that. She moved her hammer to the other hand and offered her own. “Come on, let’s get you all cleaned up. Tails? Mind tinkering with that stall?” Amy gave him a sly look in her eyes.

“Huh? But I don’t… OOOOOHHHHH…. Got’cha.” He winked back to her, seeming to now comprehend. “I’ll uh…” he let Zooey go into Amy’s hands, then staggered back as though a sneakily hiding what the two were planning, and cracked his knuckles out. “Just go get my tools then… Heh heh…” He snickered mischievously and was off like a rocket.

Zooey looked to Amy for an explanation, but Amy just sneered. “Come on, I have to be a good wingwoman now and tell you all the amazing things there are to know about Tails.”

“Oh, I’ve already seen so many amazing things in Miles…” Zooey raised a hand to her heart, blushing down into it. “It’s amazing to even think there could be more.”

Amy’s heart melted with that too, but she laughed and blushed with her, “I know how that feels.” she lightly reminisced about Sonic. “Also, since when does anyone call Tails, Miles?”

“Is that not… his name?” She seemed embarrassed, “I’m so sorry! Tails told me it was a nickname, and Miles does sound awfully…” she paused a moment, looking down to the ground and blushing even more red than before. “Precious…”

“Oh, you’ve got it bad.” Amy began to help her towards her door. “But you got it right, and that’s what’s important.”

“H-huh?” Zooey seemed confused on the context that Amy was implying, but seeing that, Amy just waved it off.

“Nothing. He’s Miles to you and Tails to us. But both are pretty precious friends, if you ask me.”

Later, the girls came back to the stall, all messy and scratched up from the implied critter fiasco.

“You… you… Hey, Vixen!” one of the girls called out to her.

Her tail shook out in her shock, as Zooey had cleaned up but wasn’t expecting them to come back so soon.

But now, Zooey lifted her cart and placed it down on the newly rebuilt shelf on the ground, raised so that people could sample the fruit, and looked mildly more agitated with the girls than before.

“Heh, what makes you think you can pull off that face with us, huh?”

“Yeah!” one of the other girls, still having a raccoon tugging her hair with its teeth as it seemed to be stuck there, “You don’t have your little heroes around this time! What are you gonna do now, huh?”

“I’ll always have my friends, right here with me.” She proudly put her hands to her hips, daring to even close her eyes to show her confidence in the situation.

The strange, new power from her made the girls hesitate a moment, before marching up to continue.

“I wouldn’t do that…~” She slightly chimed, as suddenly the entire stall began to transform and guns, rockets, and canons suddenly emerged from every nook and cranny of the wooden and shoddy stall.

Mechanism began to activate and the roof formed into the upper-half of a giant robot, his arms spread out and then pointing to the girls as though to activate the cannon fire.

The girls’ eyes shrunk.

“Not again.”

The fireworks were glorious.

And as the robot leaned his free hand down to Zooey, she giggled and stepped into it, letting it rise her up to the head.

“Thank you, Tails.”

On his home monitor back at his place, Tails blushed at the controls of the new Security Zooey Safety machine he had invented.

Amy, home again and washing dishes, was amazed to hear another knock at the door.

Opening it, she smiled as Tails wore an apron with a maid’s hat on, holding up a bucket of soapy water and some tools to fix the holes and other such things.

She patted his head, then let him in.

Her home was fixed up in no time, and Tails’s relationship was saved all in the same day~

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mazerunnerrose · 5 years

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Hey Greenie

//Gally Imagine// Part Two

Hey everyone! I'm soooo sorry it took this long to get it up. Almost everytime I got halfway finished tumblr decided to not save all of my work! Grrr... Lol but it's up now! I'm working on the third part right now! And I'll try to have it out in a few days. I'm also writing Thomas Imagine and I'm almost done with that! Thank you so much for the love and support you are all AMAZING!!

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Sparkling stars lit up the clear dark endless sky that was perfectly framed by the jeeps back seat window. The roar of the engine and the three boys chattering were the only noises to be heard. Leaning against the door I fiddled with my necklace and began staring out the window, looking into the sky wishing that I could reach those stars and be with my Gally again. Visions of Gally's beautiful joy filled eyes and joyous smile flashed before my eyes. His contagious laughter filling my ears, sending a tingling sensation down my spine as my lips curled into a smile. Soon his eyes that once held so much love and joy turned to anger, filling with tears. His wide smile melted into a frown as his laughter stop turning into sobs and the words "we belong to the maze" stumbled out before the spear appeared flying directly towards him. Before I could stop myself a soft sob slipped from my frowning lips. The voices around me ceased to exist as Thomas and Newt looked at me. Newt was the first to speak "are you alright love?"

Wiping the tears away that had slipped down my cheeks I nodded choking out "I'm fine" over the lump that had formed in my throat.

A stern mother-like gaze appeared in his honest honey brown eyes, "Y/n don't lie to me... " pausing his gaze turn to one of concern as he continued "we can all see that something is upsetting you. Please tell us we are your brothers. "

Taking notes on how his every word was laced with worry I sighed "I'm just thinking about him".

Thomas leaned over and hugged me slightly and gave me an encouraging look. I knew he may have hated Gally however, Thomas became one of my best friends and number er one supporters after Gally died. Newt reached out and grabbed my shoulder giving it a reassuring squeeze.

Thomas looked down to see the little heart that hung around my throat. Reaching over hesitantly he picked it up and tracing his fingers over the soft wood. "Y/n? This necklace, why do you always play with it?"

Newt glared at him. Laughing I said "It reminds me of Gally. Gally gave me this necklace a couple months before you came up in the box. Just keeping it in my hands or by my heart helps me remember him and all his quirks and perfections."

Thomas and Newt looked at me as Fry spoke up "I remember he would always go on and on about you. That necklace was his way of saying he was giving you his heart."

I blushed as I held on to the little heart. "Thank you, to all three of you. You guys always know how to cheer me up. Now let's go save our SASS Queen!"

As the suns soft rays leaked across the ground filling the jeep with light, laughter bounced around spilling out the open windows. An eerie silence took over as we pulled through an abandoned outpost. As fry pulled to a stop we all climbed out as Thomas checked his map.

Not listening to what the boys were saying I took a look around. Peering into the dark tunnel. Turning around as I heard "if I was one of those cranks that's exactly were I would be" I nodded in agreement with Newt and watched Thomas check the map once more. Newt sighed and he said "then I get shotgun". We all followed him back to jeep climbing in. Fry slowly drive through the tunnel as Newt said "take it slow."

My eyes watched the spot light as Newt shined it around the tunnel. A figure appeared in the distance as Fry came to a stop. The atmosphere in the jeep was tense as the windows were quickly rolled up, listening to Fry swallow as Newt reassured him "it will be fine, just take it slow".

Thomas jumped into me as a woman appeared at his window scratching at the window. Trying to open the door with a wild look written in her eyes, the words "let me in" rushed out. Another man appeared at my window banging on the door.

Others soon joined in and Thomas shouted "go." Fry quickly started driving while one crank jumped in the front and started banging on the windshield.

"Try to shake it off" Thomas yelled in my ear as Fry pan drove around in a panic trying to get away from the herd following us.

"I'm trying " fry retorted as the jeep hit a bump and the crank ended up on the side bagging on the driver's window. Fry looked ahead before he ordered everyone to "hold on" as he drove next to something knocking the crank off the Jeep.

We all sighed in relief calming down before Thomas yelled "Frypan look out" the jeep hit a bump and flipped over landing on the top. Breaking the glass Thomas, Newt, and I got out and went over to help Fry get out as well.

A howl pierced the air, as we finally got Frypan out of the Jeep. Quickly Fry turned around and started trying to receive something from inside the Jeep. Thomas got on his knees trying to will Fry to leave while Newt and I stood staring at the crank running towards. "Hurry up" Newt rushed out looking back and forth between the two boys and the thing running towards us.

Frozen in fear, I noted the insanity laced within those wide eyes, that ever grew closer and closer. Cringing at the sight of the blackish brown vines growing out if it's pale skin that was patterned with deep black veins. Ripped clothing and tattered hair clung to its jerking and twitching body as it ran straight towards us. A loud BANG broke me out of my petrified trance as I turned to see Fry holding a shotgun.

Gazing back at the crank another bang echoed through my ears as the jerking body stop falling to the floor. More screams pierced the air as Fry emptied the gun. All four of us turned on our heels and went to start running. A light appeared and the cranks were flattened my a truck as Jorge's and Brenda's faces came into view.

Quickly we jumped into the back of the truck as Jorge sped off. I sighed and leaned against the side and held onto the heart smiling. My head shot to look behind as more howls filled the tunnel. We were soon out of that black hell hole and a laugh fell from my lips. Looking towards our rescuers I smiled and thanked them.

Spacing out I played with my necklace. Noticing Newt looking outside with a shocked look "unless they found another way to keep the cranks out". Jorge looked out his side window and then slammed down on the breaks peeling to a stop. Everyone jumped out of the truck looking off into the distance.

Standing in awe I looked upon the last city. A huge concrete wall surrounded tall buildings as they scrapped the the brilliant blue sky. A spark of electricity sprinted through my body racing from my heart outwards to the rest of my body as I looked at the small town that surrounded the wall. The spark reminding me of the ones that Gally always ignited whenever he smiled down at me or when his skin brushed against mine. A single word popped into my head. The word fell from my mouth in a soft barely audible whisper "Gally?"

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ringa-starr · 5 years

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What you Mean to Me Ch 4

A/N: Hey Dudes and Dudettes! I wanted to take a bit of a break from the drama and make this chapter more of a comedy :) Don’t worry though the drama will for sure continue in the next part!

I hope you guys enjoy this chapter even though I wrote it in a matter of hours and it really just came from one single idea I had.

Needless to say, t doesn’t feel like my best work, but I hope you guys like it anyways.

Please leave any comments, suggestions or ideas you have for this fic down below or in my inbox because I would LOVE to read them!

As always, stay excellent and breathtaking and be excellent to each other!

I love you all,

-Deidra

It was almost 6 in the morning and Bill’s party was finally over.

As you can probably imagine, his parents’ house looked like two tornados had gone through it: pieces of shattered glass were all over the place, empty soda bottles and red paper cups littered the floor, CDs were all over the place, chip crumbs of all kinds crunched under your foot with every step you took, paper plates both clean and dirty filled the floor as well, and finally stains of God only knows what covered the entire downstairs area.

The only people who were in the house now were Bill, Ted, Emily, Deidra, Ashley and River which meant it was up to them to clean up the party evidence.

Thankfully, Bill’s parents weren’t due back until the next morning.

“Dude!” Bill gasped as he and his friends slowly and carefully walked around the now silent living room.

“How’re we gonna clean all this up?” Ashley asked, really thinking out loud to herself.

“I don’t know”, River said with a shrug, accepting the large, black garbage bag Bill had just handed him. “One section at a time I guess.”

Deidra placed a hand on her pounding head, squeezing her eyes shut.

“Would you guys please stop screaming?” she moaned. “My head’s killing me!”

“Ahh the first hangover”, Ted said with a large, goofy smile as he filled his own trash bag with cups. “You never forget it.”

“How would you know?” Bill asked Ted with a teasing smirk. “You’ve never been hungover a day in your life.”

Ted’s only response was giving Bill one of his signature smirks before continuing with his cleaning, Bill shaking his head and rolling his eyes.

“Ew, guys!” Emily cried from the spot she was cleaning in the hallway. “Come here and look what I found!”

She started laughing as everyone ran into the hallway.

Smirks as well as confused looks filled her friend’s faces at her find: a pair of dentures lying on the hardwood hallway floor.

“Where did those come from?” River asked, disgusted.

Bill and Ted looked at each other and started laughing.

“Maybe they’re Bart Applegate’s”, Ted said with a laugh, thinking of one of San Dimas High’s tall, bulky football players.

Bill laughed even harder.

“Yeah”, he agreed. “Rumor is that big, dumb tub-of-lard’s teeth rotted out of his dumb skull.”

Pausing for a minute, Bill looked at the pair of fake teeth and narrowed his eyes, smirking as an idea came to mind.

“Hey, Ted”, he said to his best friend as he picked up the teeth, the smirk never leaving his face. “Check this out.”

Opening his mouth wider, Bill slammed the dentures into his mouth, causing disgusted gasps from everyone except Ted.

“Eww!” Emily cried out, covering her mouth with her hands.

“Grrr!” Bill cried, giving his friends a wide smile, causing Ted to burst out laughing.

Bill walked back into the living room and pointed up at the ceiling fan, another idea hitting him.

Taking a chair from the kitchen, Bill placed it under the fan and climbed onto the chair.

Ted, knowing what his best friend was going to do, having seen it on tv once, walked over the stereo and put in a CD before moving the chair out of the way.

Ted then flipped on a light switch next to the front door as The Sabre Dance by Aram Khachaturian blasted from the speakers.

https://ringa-starr.tumblr.com/post/186600054397/armenianppl-aram-khachaturian-sabre-dance (You can listen to it here)

Everyone looked up at the ceiling as Bill started spinning around and around on the ceiling fan with the dentures in place, Ted biting his lower lip to keep from laughing again as Deidra, Emily, River, and Ashley looked on in part amusement, part disbelief.

The stereo, of course, was already turned up to full blast so it was no surprise that Bill’s elderly next door neighbor Mr. Fredrickson could hear everything that was going on.

The old man lay in his bed, one of his pillows slammed over his head to block the noise out, the exact position he had been in all night long.

And now he had finally had enough.

With a furious growl and a scowl to match, the elderly man slammed his pillow down on his bed before throwing on his bathrobe and slippers.

“Lousy good-for-nothing kids!” he grumbled angrily under his breath as he walked out the front door. “Why when I get my hands on that little punk, I’ll…”

Bill’s house was vibrating again as Mr. Fredrickson stumbled up to the living room window and looked inside.

He could see Bill spinning around on the ceiling fan only it took the little old man a few moments to realize something.

Eyes going as big as plates, Mr. Fredrickson gasped out loud.

“MY TEETH!” he screamed, although it sounded more like ‘My Teefs!”

Feeling his blood pressure go up, Mr. Fredrickson pounded on the window as hard as his little bony fists would allow, causing the teens to look in his direction.

“I’ll handle this, guys”, River told his friends before walking to the window and opening it.

River knew that Mr. Fredrickson liked him; basically, everyone did and why not?

River was one of the nicest, most respectful teens in San Dimas.

River gave the old man a kind smile as he leaned his elbow on the windowsill.

“How are you, Mr. Fredrickson?” River asked kindly.

“How am I?” Mr. Fredrickson asked, his voice rising. “How am I!? I didn’t get a lick of sleep last night due to my loud-mouthed good for nothing teenaged neighbor hosting a throw down last night! Arrgh!”

River frowned. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Fredrickson”, he told the old man sincerely. “Really I am.”

Mr. Fredrickson sighed, his expression softening.

He knew River had no control over what his friends did, and yet, Mr. Fredrickson asked himself why such a good, honest, trustworthy boy like River Phoenix hung out with a group of troublemakers like that.

Mr. Fredrickson gave River a kind smile after a moment’s pause.

“River”, he said. “You’re such a good boy. Why do you choose to hang out with these hooligans?”

River turned his head around to look at his friends, Bill still spinning on the cealing fan.

With a sigh, River looked back at the elderly man.

“With all due respect, Mr. Fredrickson”, River replied, “Even though it doesn’t look like it, my friends are actually good people.”

Mr. Fredrickson slowly nodded his head, his lips formed in a thin line as he watched what happened next.

As if on cue, Bill was wiggling loose from the dentures’ hold, causing him to fly backwards and slam into a nearby wall, falling into a large pile of garbage, the dentures still perfectly in place on the ceiling fan.

In Mr. Fredrickson’s opinion, that moment alone made all he had went through the previous night worth it.

The old man was laughing his butt off as Bill’s friends ran over to see if he was okay.

“Bill!” Ted cried as he and Emily started throwing paper cups and plates aside. “Are you ok, dude?!

Bill slowly opened his eyes halfway, seeing Emily and Ted spinning in front of him.

A moment later, the blonde gave his friends a goofy smirk as he slowly tried to stand up.

“Granddad”, Bill said groggily, his legs feeling like Jell-O and his whole upper body sore. “You ran another stop sign.”

That was all the teenager said before falling backwards head-first into the pile of trash, Mr. Fredrickson laughing so hard he thought he was going to wet himself.

River ran into the bathroom to get a cold washcloth as Emily got down on her knees in front of the trash pile.

She didn’t care if pieces of broken glass were scrapping her legs and knees to pieces as she dug through the trash pile, finding Bill moments later unconscious.

She carefully took her boyfriend in her arms, cradling his head as she eased the cold washcloth River had just given her on Bill’s forehead.

Ted scowled as he looked at the old man outside Bill’s window.

“Whooo-boy!” Mr. Fredrickson cried happily. “Boy, this right here makes all the hell I went through last night worth it, I tell ya hwat!”

Ted turned off the switch and put the chair back under the fan.

Carefully, and still scowling, the long-haired, chocolate eyed, teen grabbed Mr. Fredrickson’s teeth from the ceiling fan before walking over to the open window.

“Aw take your teeth and shove ‘em up your ass!” Ted cried angrily before throwing the old man’s teeth out the window as hard as he could.

“Hey, you little punk be careful with-“

Mr. Fredrickson didn’t get a chance to get another word out before Ted slammed the window shut; his way of telling the old man to fuck off.

Emily let out the breath she was holding when Bill started groaning lightly before slowly opening his eyes.

“Oh, thank God!” Emily cried with relief as she kissed her boyfriend’s face. “Are you alright, baby?”

A smile slowly crept its way onto Bill’s face as the memory of what just happened came back to mind.

“That…was…excellent!” Bill cried as if he didn’t hear Emily’s concern about him.

Bill made eye contact with Ted and they did their signature guitar move, Emily and River looking at each other and smiling, rolling their eyes.

“He’s fine”, the siblings said in unison before laughing.

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wheremytwinwatches · 4 years

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[Where My Twin Watches]: Puella Magi Madoka Magica Episode 5

Flowers and a curtain at sunset, I think we’re back at Kamijo’s room. Or rather the hospital in general. Hey, we’re getting a flashback to Sayaka making the contract! I was hoping we’d get to see this, is there some sort of ritual or…? Hmph. Music’s a bit menacing, but this is a big step. I still think that Sayaka’s making the right choice and that it’s better to have the power, but I don’t think you can just change your mind later on. “Don’t worry, your wish is absolutely grantable.” And there we go, she ‘just’ wished for Kamijo to be healed. As you guys have said, we are being a bit unfair on Sayaka for not optimizing the Wish. She’s a middle-school girl, caught up in a life-or-death scenario, and her friend is in a bad way. And now that I think about it, if she had done like I’m saying and worked out a more expansive Wish, then she may not have gotten to Madoka in time. Urgh, just a bad situation all around. Alright, on with the ritual! Which is just Kyubey holding out his ears? Wait, now he’s reaching towards Sayaka and apparently into Sayaka, out comes a blue light and Sayaka falls backwards (understandable, the show mascot’s unlocking your Hidden Potential), the light returns to her and forms into what looks to be a Soul Gem like Mami’s, only matching Sayaka’s hair. And now she’s floating. Magical powers for the win! Once again the intro of lies. Mami… Ooh, I caught a shot of Food Girl Kyoko this time! Are there any other upcoming characters I’ve missed? Ep 5: There’s No Way I’ll Ever Regret It

Hitomi yawning! Rough night, huh? Still polite enough to apologize for the social faux pas, and I am so happy to see the NPC back to normal. Madoka and Sayaka act all innocent, asking about what happened, and Hitomi talks about some sort of mass sleepwalk. Huh, so non-potentials or MGs really don’t see or remember witches, then. The doctors said they all had a mass hallucination, then went right back to trying to figure out Kamijo inexplicable healing. You’ve got to feel sorry for the cops, scientists and doctors in these sort of shows, you know they’re in the background tearing out their hair in frustration over the mysterious cases. Well, Hitomi’s back to being her refined, overachieving self. And Homura’s back to sulking in the corner over her wrecked plans. Good. I want you to redeem yourself, Homura, but I didn’t want Zuko to catch Aang, either. You don’t get the territory and power, deal with it. Madoka looks sad? Later by a wind farm (go renewable energy!), Sayaka’s stretching and making content sounds, showing off the new ring on her finger while she does so. Seems becoming a Magical Girl comes with some nice energy boosts, probably better than coffee or the like. Madoka asks if Sayaka’s scared about making the contract, she brushes it off and points out how she took out the witch last episode. And when the alternative was losing both Hitomi and Madoka… well, she thinks that that’s a lot scarier. *slow clap* Ok, that’s a hero statement if I’ve ever heard one. Granted, I don’t think she knew about the two being in danger before she made the contract, meaning the real reason was still to heal Kamijo, but now that she’s got the power? Shot of Sayaka’s Soul Gem! And yeah, it’s like Mami’s but blue. She’s really getting into it, spouting off the one-liners and declaring that she, Magical Girl Sayaka, will protect Mitakihara City. … I want to believe in this confidence, I really do want to think that things will turn out alright. But we’ve got Homura and this Kyoko chick annoyed at the newcomer, and we’re not even halfway through the series. OH GOD DAMN IT. Sayaka mentions that she has one regret, in that she hesitated for so long, and we got a flash of Mami’s head (I see what you did there, show. *shakes fist*). And the broken teacup. Great, beyond this current bluster she’s clearly feeling guilt about not doing it sooner, since she “ended up doing it anyway.” That’s… argh. I want to completely argue with that, say that they could have died against the Clown Worm as well if they got involved, but seeing Sayaka fight the last witch… Looks like we’ve got a Spiderman situation here. Dude’s a fun character, but you’ve got to remember that his origin as a hero was after he failed to save Uncle Ben, his entire foundation is based on his perceived failure. Not going to get into Peter’s story, but I can draw the parallels to Sayaka here. “If I had become a hero sooner, this death would not have happened.” There’s no way to know that for sure, but conversely there’s no way to not know that for sure. Argh. And now the guilt's getting to Madoka, she’s thinking about the bridge scene (my poor ship…). And then Sayaka pokes her? Oh wow, this is rather understanding of her, Sayaka’s saying “it’s easy for me to say” because she’s gone and done it now. And yeah, given her combative personality I think she’s a good fit to fighting witches as a magical girl. But we’re back into iffy territory regarding her Wish being for something she wouldn’t mind risking her life for. She definitely has feeling for Kamijo, but I don’t know if it’s reciprocated. This could get ugly. Ok, aside from the ticking timebomb of her feelings to Kamijo, which I just know is going to be a plot point later on, she’s doing a good job reassuring Madoka, before heading off. Gee, I wonder where she’s going. Back at Kamijo’s room, he hasn’t been discharged yet because the doctors are busy freaking out over his mutant healing factor. Or rather, he still has to finish his leg… rehabilitation… Argh. Argh. ARGH. I’m sorry, Sayaka, but my optimization side is screaming right now. You’ve got a Wish that we have been shown was strong enough to heal all of Mami’s fatal injuries. But you were so focused on Kamijo’s hand that you apparently just wished for that to be healed? That is… you managed to both underutilize and overspecify a Wish! You could have said “I wish that the doctors would find a way to heal Kamijo’s hand”, or “I wish that Kamijo would be fully healed”. But no, you said “I wish that Kamijo’s hand was healed.” You knew his legs were still messed up, but… argh. Sayaka, I love you and all, but I’m going to hold this against you. Sorry. Ok, back to the hospital room, Kamijo’s being kept to finish up his legs and because they don’t know what fixed the hand. Which means all of the tests! For now, the working answer is “We dunno, it was a miracle.” Aw, Kamijo’s apologizing for his words last episode, Sayaka brushes it off, insists that he should be happy. Huh. I’m using the words “Sayaka brushes it off” a lot, aren’t I? That may not be the best of signs. Suddenly she notices the time and suggests that she and Kyosuke “go out for some air”. What are you planning? And why the roof? Hey, it’s the garden from the episode start! Wait. Wait no. Sayaka, do not do what I think you’re going to do. I know you like this boy, but telling him about Magical Girls? Transforming to prove it? That’s just asking for trouble! Wait, people? People clapping, mostly in medical scrubs? Oh, it’s some sort of “Congrats on mysteriously getting better” party. Then a man comes forward with something Oh! It’s his violin! And that’s his dad? Kamijo’s silhouette is just looking at the instrument now. Well. Ok, I get what the episode is going for, but from the perspective of a trumpet player? If I was laid up in the hospital and went an unspecified time without practicing my instrument, the last thing I would want to is for my first post-hospital notes to be in front of an audience. At least let the boy practice first! But then again, I’m a mediocre player at best, and Kamijo’s supposed to be a skilled player. Violin under chin, bow on strings, and he starts playing. ... I’m not going to sully the music by commenting on it. I’ll just note the title drop and move on. Wait, another building? Oh hey, it’s the Kyoko girl! And… Pffft! Ok, that is hands-down the best use of magic that I’ve seen yet in this show. Why spend money on one of those mundane tower telescope setups when you can just summon your own? Apparently she was spying on the rooftop performance to see the new magical girl. While eating, like last time. Hey, Kyubey’s there! So wait, we just saw him help Sayaka to become a Magical Girl, but before that he apparently summoned an outside girl to take the territory. And then he made the contract, we saw him tell the girl the territory was claimed again, and now he’s… just hanging around? Yeah, he’s hanging around this outsider who’s calmly talking about how Sayaka will be an easy hit (grrr). What’s going on, Kyubey? I thought you liked our characters. Sure, you seemed to walk off when they said they wouldn’t become MGs earlier, but now Sayaka is one. Why are you hanging around someone who want’s to stop that? Kyoko’s all confident about her chances, Kyubey warns her that there is another girl. Wait, what? “I’m not really sure myself.” How can you not know, Kyubey? Kyoko is as confused as I am. So what I’m getting from Kyubey dancing around the issue and calling her an “irregularity” is that he doesn’t know how Homura made a contract. Which raises some very interesting questions. I had assumed that Kyubey was the only contract-granter in the show, that Homura had contracted with him and then tried to kill him before he got any more recruits. If not Kyubey, then who? I remember I speculated about an anti-Kyubey who was making Witches, maybe she contracted with them and promised to take out the Rabbit-Thing. In any case, Kyoko welcomes the challenge. Kyubey doesn’t say anything, but for never stopping that smile of his I can just get a sense of “Oh, this won’t end well.” Back at the dining area of Fancy Mall, Homura is- oh, Madoka is meeting with Homura! Trying to Friendship her into not attacking Sayaka the new Magical Girl? Yup, Madoka stammering through trying to list her good aspects like being brave and helpful… which Homura immediately slams as being fatal flaws in her line of work. Light chanting music comes up again as Homura delves into a gloomy version of the Jedi’s “Fear leads to Anger” speech. “Kindness grows to naivete, and courage leads to being caught off guard. She also argues that being a magical girl is a thankless job. (So you’re basically saying that Madoka would be the shortest-lived magical girl ever, then.) “That is why Mami Tomoe lost her life.” Oh, low blow! I mean, true, but low blow. And off comes the top of her cup when she mentions Mami. I see what you did there, animators. Ooh, Madoka actually has some buttons apparently, she yells at Homura for casually dismissing Mami. But then she calms down and talks about how she’s worried about Sayaka being on her own. She can’t do anything herself, so...she’s asking Homura to become friends with Sayaka. Or at least not fight with her like she did with Mami. Homura’s thoughts: “Damn it, first the girl goes and becomes a MG despite my warnings, and now this civilian is trying to get me to work with the competition? Yeah, I’m not sharing.” Madoka raises a good point about if everyone goes together to fight witches it’ll be safer for everyone. Problem is, that doesn’t jive with Homura’s goals. Unless the girls working together could defeat enough witches to make up for the ‘one Grief Seed per witch’ limitation, then there’s no way she’ll go for it. Yep, dismissive Homura Hair Flip means that argument doesn’t work with her. But at least she’s honest, not making promises she can’t keep. For all my faults with her, I have to admit that Homura has some positive aspects. Unfortunately one of those is not tactfulness. “I’m telling you to give up on Sayaka Miki now.” Aw, look what you did, you made Madoka cry. (Feel bad. Feel bad.) This is an interesting trait of Homura’s. Initially I thought it was just about preventing competition for power, but she really does seem to regret not ‘protecting’ Sayaka from the life of a magical girl. I still firmly believe based on last episode that it’s better to have the defensive capabilities than not, but if Homura’s been doing this Lone Witch Hunter thing for a while then I can understand the bleak outlook. She really doesn’t think of herself as a villian, does she? And I’m not really sure I can call her one. Maybe antagonist, especially when she eventually summons Big Flying Thing. Yeah, she has no hopes for Sayaka to last long. “Just as the dead don’t return to life, consider her fate sealed.” That wait. wait wait wait wait. WAIT. Holy crap, I just figured it out. “Dead don’t return to life.” Normally, yes. But lo and behold, we have a Wish (once our Protagonist finally makes a contract)! It’s bigger than any Wish we’ve seen so far (heal fatal injuries, heal crippled hand), but we are so-far lacking in any rules against it! Calling it now: Come the finale, when the Big Flying Thing is messing stuff up, Madoka will use her Wish to bring Mami back. YES. But… we’re only on episode 5 of twelve? Argh, it’s going to be forever until we get Little Miss Rifle Company back. Ok, back to the episode! Homura continues to harp about how MGs give up everything for a single Wish. Madoka asks if she’s really given up on herself and other girls from all this. Homura just replies “Yes.” She’ll continue the fight (for power). She apologizes for wasting Madoka’s time, and leaves. Sayaka is standing in front of some mirrors, psyching herself up for her first night of Witch Hunting. Leaving the building with Kyubey perched on her shoulder, Madoka is waiting outside the door, Sayaka brags about how she’s going on her first patrol. Ally of Justice, away! Madoka’s worried if she’ll be alright on her own, Sayaka brushes it off (should I start counting all the times she does this?) by saying that Mami went on her own all the time!... maybe not the best example there, Sayaka. Madoka says she can’t really help, but if her tagging along wouldn’t be too much of a bother… Sayaka’s frowning? Then smiling? (The sudden cuts between faces can get a little disorienting at times, show.) She teases Madoka for trying too hard, then thanks her for asking. Oh wow, Sayaka’s doing her “putting up a brave face and suppressing emotions” thing again, isn’t she? She did it when walking to school after Mami’s death, and now she’s been putting up a brave front before embarking on the dangerous task of hunting Witches. Never discount the morale boost of someone supporting you! Have to admit, I wasn’t expecting the show to make the Best Friend the main fighter and the Protagonist the sidekick. Kyubey warns about taking a non-MG on a patrol, but Sayaka counters that if she actually did go off on her own, she’d probably be reckless and get killed. Ah, so Madoka gets to be the common sense of the duo! That works. But Kyubey telepaths to Madoka that she’s thought up her own plan? Oh. OH. Of course, if things get dicey then Madoka’s there to make her contract (and get Mami back)! Right, I keep forgetting that, and given how fast the ritual at the start of this episode went they could probably pull it off fast enough. Sure, Sayaka would probably be against it, and I can guarantee that Homura would not be happy. Ooh, and Kyoko would probably be ticked, too. Kyoko: “Ok, what gives Kyubey? You called me about some prime territory being up for grabs. I arrive, and there are three girls in the area!” But until the time comes that Madoka decides on a Wish (bring Mami back), then he’ll be waiting. Following the glowing Soul Gem, the girls reach a dark alleyway. Which suddenly is filled up with crayon and stars. Kyubey says that this is likely a familiar, not a Witch. At least this should be an easier fight for her first patrol. The familiar appears to be a crayon-drawn girl in a little plane on the wall, Sayaka springs into action and transforms into her MG outfit. Lots of music symbols and bubbles in her sequence, looks very nice. She proceeds to prove that, for magical girls at least, Throwing Your Sword Always Works, and the familiar is running away. Wait, what just blocked her swords? It didn’t look like it was part of the labyrinth. What the heck are you doing, Kyoko? You do realize you just let a familiar get away? Whoa, extendo-spear. Well, yeah, Kyoko. We do realize that was a familiar and it wouldn’t drop a Grief Seed. But if it’s left alone then it Whoa what. WHOA WHAT. “You should wait for it to eat 4 or 5 people and become a real witch.” Did-did you just say to wait for a familiar to kill people, just to be guaranteed a Grief Seed when you kill it? You actually are saying a familiar is a goose before it lays its golden eggs? ...holy crap. Kyoko is Homura without the cares about the innocents. We officially have a character who thinks of all this as a “food chain”. “Witches eat weak humans. And in turn, we eat those witches.” ...well done, show. First you make me hate Homura, then you show me that she has hidden depths and doesn’t want to hurt innocents (although she still wants power and will go to bad lengths to get it), and then you introduce a new character who is Homura without any redeeming aspects. Homura? I apologize, and while I am not quite ready to take you off the List, I will at least give you a chair to sit down in while you wait. Fire Lord Ozai, you can stop standing in the corner and take a seat as well, I think I just found someone to take your spot. Oh crap, she’s been walking towards Sayaka this whole time while I’ve been freaking out, suddenly a red diamond barrier popped up between the two MGs and Madoka. Wow, you are like the complete opposite of Sayaka, utterly dissing the ideas of justice. (Yes, I do realize that Sayaka isn’t completely pure of motive and all, but compared to this new girl she is a shining beacon of Good). Fight! Or just casual block of her sword. Yeah, Sayaka’s leaning into it and pushing with both arms (even her art style is flickering), but Kyoko’s just standing there, eating. Yup, gentle push back and Sayaka goes sprawling. I’m thinking that you might be a little outclassed here, Sayaka. Kyoko attacks (with the shaft of her spear breaking up into segments of chains, that is an awesome weapon), and Sayaka goes flying back and smacks some pipes. Well that was a quick fight, Kyoko’s leaving now. Then acts surprised when Sayaka gets up after a blow that “should’ve put you out of commission for at least 3 months.” Oh, that’s cool! So based on the wish of a contract, the MG gets powers from that? And since Sayaka wished for healing, she heals at an accelerated rate? Kyoko is pissed off, now. REALLY pissed off. Fast-paced Magical Girl Battle, go! But Sayaka is on the defensive, barely hold off Kyoko’s swipes. Aaand she’s in the wall again. “You don’t get it when I try to explain. You don’t get it when I beat it into you. Guess there’s not choice but to kill an idiot like you!” Ooh, Sayaka’s really getting into it now, meeting Kyoko’s spear with her sword and having an energy collision between them. But Kyoko’s picking it up too, smashing up the ground. Madoka’s left behind the barrier asking why they have to fight when they should be allies. Kyubey can’t stop them now. But… if only another magical girl could get between them now… Better make up your mind quick Madoka, Sayaka’s on the ground and Kyoko’s in shadow with a red glare where her eyes should be. “It’s over!” Madoka is going to- “There’s no need for that.” Homura has entered the fray. Hoo boy. Now we- *End episode* Oh come on! End credits, creepy silhouettes… End illustration of Madoka in her outfit, surrounded by chibi-versions of Homura, Sayaka, and Mami. Madoka’s talking about how this girl in red is a MG, like her. So why do they have to fight? Next time: Episode 6: This Just Can’t Be Right ...really, Madoka? You’re asking why she has to fight the MG who wants to wait and let innocents die so she can increase her own power?! No, it’s not right that there is someone with this power who acts such a way. It is right that those who can stop her. Can’t wait to see what happens next. How will Homura deal with a worse version of herself?

#wmtw #where my twin watches #ranubis #pmmm #puella magi madoka magica #pmmm 5

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A Significant Other for Christmas

Happy Holidays Valie ( @v4l13 ) I wrote this fluffy Christmas story for you. I so hope you enjoy and have a lovely holiday! @hope-for-olicity

Felicity had tried. Like, REALLY tried to stay with her boyfriend through the holidays but she just couldn’t. She had too much self-respect to put up with a boyfriend that continued to cheat no matter how much her mother liked him. Secretly, Felicity thought her mother liked him simply because he was a man that Felicity was dating.

Felicity sighed as she walked along the snowy Star City streets looking in the pretty shop windows. Something about Christmas lights always brought her a sense of cheer.

She smiled thinking back to her mother’s visit just last week to celebrate Hanukkah. She could hear her mother’s voice clearly in her head, “Now, Felicity don’t you let this one go. Good men don’t just fall into your lap.”

Felicity turned from the window display, began walking when she collided with a man carrying way too many packages. She reached out to try to regain her balance, it was a lost cause. She ended up grabbing the man instead, they both went down, packages flying everywhere.

“I’m so so sorry are you hurt?” Felicity asked as she looked down at the man literally in her lap. Oh my, he’s beautiful, she thought before she stopped realizing who it was. “Mr. Queen, I’m so sorry. Let me…”

Oliver began to chuckled. “Please don’t apologize, it was entirely my fault, my sister warned me I’d walk into someone carrying all these packages. And as I am the one who knocked you over, leaving you on the snowy ground, let me help you up. Miss…?”

“Felicity, Felicity Smoak. I work in the IT Department at Queen Consolidated, so you are my boss.” She began to wipe the snow off her coat as she stood. Not the way she wanted to meet her new boss. Way to make an impression, she tsked herself.

Oliver began collecting his packages with Felicity’s help. “Woah, slowdown. I’m not your boss yet. I don’t become CEO until the new year. It’s nice to meet you Ms. Smoak.” Oliver held out his hand.

Felicity could feel the warmth of his hand through his glove. She couldn’t help but smile as it sent a thrill about her spine. She shouldn’t be thinking about her boss this way, but as he pointed out he wasn’t her boss yet. She couldn’t help herself, she shivered.

“Oh you must have gotten a chill from the snow! Can I get you a coffee? Tea? Hot chocolate? It’s all my fault after all.” Oliver had literally just met this woman however he felt drawn to her. Usually, this would be his signal to run but with Felicity, he didn’t want to go anywhere.

“Mr. Queen,” Felicity began.

“Oliver. Sorry to interrupt but Mr. Queen is my father. My father who is your boss right now. Right now, I’m just the guy who wasn’t looking where he was going.” Oliver really wanted her to see him as just a guy.

“Oliver,” Felicity blushed. “It really wasn’t your fault, I turned without looking…”

“Sorry, to cut you off again. I swear, I’m not normally this rude. My mother would not be impressed by my manners.” Oliver smiled at Felicity apologetically. “Please, let me take the blame and buy you coffee.”

“Okay, if it’s that important to you.” She smiled. “I’ve never been one to turn down coffee.”

“Great! There’s a place right around the corner. I mean, if you have time right now. If not I can meet you another time.” Oliver couldn’t help but sound eager. He didn’t know why but he knew this woman was amazing.

“Now is good. Would you like some help carrying your packages?” Felicity leaned forward to take one of something.

“Maybe, one or two. Just so I can see where we are going.” Oliver handed Felicity a couple of the lighter bags.

“Good idea. Let’s make it to the coffee shop without any further collisions.” Felicity smiled wondering what she was getting herself into.

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They both stomped their boots on the mat as the entered the coffee shop that was very decorated for the holidays. Seriously, it looked like Christmas threw up on it. And of course, Christmas songs were playing lowly. Felicity shook her head.

“Too much?” Oliver chuckled.

“A little.” She smiled. “Just looking for a free table.”

“There’s one.” Oliver led them to a small table near the back. He began putting his packages on the floor. “How about you take a seat, guard the goods. What can I get you? Something festive?” He couldn’t help but tease, she seemed to like and not like Christmas at the same time.

“Coffee, black, black coffee, please. A big one if you don’t mind. Lots and lots of coffee.” All Felicity could think was the warm, yummy coffee in her stomach.

“On it. One big black coffee. Be right back.” Oliver headed to the front to grab her coffee. Man, the woman was adorable. Who made ordering coffee adorable? Apparently, Felicity Smoak. Oliver usually didn’t do adorable but Felicity, Felicity was different.

She was not watching his butt as he walked away, no she wasn’t. It was just that the jeans fit so well, she really should appreciate the good craftsmanship of whoever made those jeans - they fit so well.

Oliver stood in line tapping his foot. What was wrong with him? He’d had coffee with women before. So lost in thought he almost missed it was finally his turn to order. He got them both coffee, added a couple of sugars to his, then headed back to Felicity.

“Thank you!” Felicity took a sip of her coffee, sighed with contentment.

“Well, I’m glad you like it. So Felicity Smoak, tell me about you. Are you from Star City? Married? Children?” Oliver couldn’t help it he wanted to know everything.

“Let’s see, I’m from Las Vegas, never married, no kids. What about you? I mean, of course, I’ve seen you in the tabloids but you never know if that stuff is true. Aren’t you with Laurel Lance?”

“Thank you for not believing everything the tabloid say, it’s good to know there are people like you out there. Yes, I did date Laurel Lance for a while but we broke up almost a year ago, turns out she was in love with my best friend.” Oliver smiled, he loved that the tabloids never told that story as he was sure they would love it.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Oliver!” Felicity touched his hand without thinking, felt that zing again, she quickly went to pull back but Oliver took hold of her hand.

“No, don’t feel sorry. I encouraged it! Laurel and I were high school sweethearts but the romance had been over for ages, when I saw them together - I just knew. He’s going to propose at Christmas. I really am happy for them. I hope I find that kind of love someday.” Oliver squeezed Felicity hand before releasing it.

“Oh, that’s good then. I’m sure a nice guy like you will someone sooner rather than later.” She gave him an encouraging smile before heading back into her coffee.

Oliver sighed. “Not soon enough for my parent’s sake. There are these holiday parties I must attend, according to them it doesn’t give the board confidence to have a single CEO. This may sound awful, but I wish I could just hire someone to be my girlfriend for the holidays. Bet you don’t think I’m such a nice guy now.”

“You’re wrong. I still think you are a great guy and I completely understand your point. I’m not becoming CEO but I do have to face my mother for New Year’s and I just dumped the boyfriend who she liked more than I did. I really don’t want to hear again, how I don’t try hard enough and how the kids I used to babysit are getting married but you aren’t dear….as if I would have missed getting married! Grrr. Sorry, I kind of unloaded on you. I’m fine, I swear. It’s the pressure, especially over the holidays. I’m Jewish, my Mom was here for Hanukkah at least I had a boyfriend for that.”

Oliver listened but the HAD a boyfriend really stuck out. “But no more boyfriend?”

“No, I ended it. I really should have stuck it out through my New Year’s visit home. So, the hiring a fake significant other totally has its merits.” She smiled. “I get you, that’s what I’m trying to say.”

“Felicity, maybe we could help each other out. Please, feel free to say no. But how would you like to be my significant other for the holidays? You come with me to all the corporate Christmas stuff, family dinner on Christmas Day and I’ll go with you to Las Vegas for New Years. It would keep our families off our backs and we can end it in the New Year.” Oliver hoped they wouldn’t, though, because he really wanted to keep this thing going.

“Oliver, that’s very sweet of you to take pity on me like that. I swear that wasn’t my angle when I said I understood. I’m sure you can find someone far more suitable to take to your parents. I’m just a girl from Vegas, not really of the Queen social class if you know what I mean.” Felicity blushed.

“I think you are perfect.” Oliver reddened. “I mean perfect to be my significant other. Plus, I know having you there would make the parties less boring. I promise to keep in you in coffee and whatever else your heart desires. Please, think about it.”

“Are you sure? I mean, I would be grateful for the help but I’m worried I’d embarrass you. I’m not used to fancy parties. I don’t know all the forks…” Felicity’s voice drifted off.

“I will help with any silverware emergencies and yes, I am very sure. You are the woman I want to be my significant other for the holidays.” He reached out, squeezing her hand. He normally wasn’t so affectionate but everything about this situation was different from the norm.

“Okay, let’s say I’m on board. When is the first event? What type of dress is needed? I mean is every event black tie?” Felicity didn’t want to admit it but she could afford one new dress probably not two. She knew she probably shouldn’t wear the same dress twice.

Oliver could see the worry cross her face. He loved how much she cared when she barely knew him. “Listen, let’s get this out of the way. As you are doing me a favour I will pay for the dresses, hair salon, anything else you need to get ready for the events.” He could see from Felicity’s face she was uncomfortable with this idea. “You can pay if you need me to wear or bring something specific to Las Vegas. Sound okay?”

“Oliver, you don’t need to do that! I can buy my own clothes.” Felicity began to play with the stir stick someone had left on the table.

“Felicity, I’m asking you to buy clothes you wouldn’t ordinarily buy and remember, I’m rich.” He flashed a grin.

Felicity thought about it, if she was honest she really did like Oliver, when would she have the chance to attend fancy parties again? You only live once, right? “Okay, I’m in.”

“Fantastic! You won’t regret this Felicity, I’ll be the best fake significant other ever. Now, I need to run. All these packages are for our first event. A charity auction tomorrow night. Can I have your phone to put in my information?” Oliver was so happy.

Felicity handed him her phone.

“Here is my info,” he typed his name, number and email into her phone. “My family has an account at Valie’s, do you know it? It’s a high boutique, near here. I’ll give them a quick call in a moment authorizing you to put your dresses, shoes, whatever else you need on that account.”

“Wow, thank you, Oliver. I do know the shop they have beautiful dresses.” Felicity beamed. She felt like she was just made a princess.

“You will need three formal dress and something semi-formal for the Queen family Christmas dinner. You are okay with Christmas dinner, right? I know you are Jewish, I don’t want to be offensive.” Oliver loved seeing her face light up when he mentioned Valie’s he didn’t want to take a step back by insulting her religion.

“Nope, all good with Christmas dinner. I think I’ll head over to Valie’s now, as I have to work tomorrow. I know you have to run, you can text me and we can sort out the details.” Felicity stood up, began putting on her coat.

“Thank you so much, Felicity, you will not regret this.” He leaned forward kissing her cheek before thinking better of it. “Oh sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have done that.”

“It’s all fine. We have to start pretending to be a couple. Now go,” she shooed him with her hand. “I’m heading to Valie’s. I’ll text you later.”

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Felicity found the people at Valie’s to be truly kind and oh so helpful. They had other customers going to the same events so they were able to suggest dresses for Felicity to try. She ended up getting dresses in blue, red and green. A simple black cocktail dress with red jewellery to wear on Christmas day. She thought the whole thing would take much longer but the saleswoman took one look at her then did the shopping for her. So this is how the rich live.

She was admiring her new dresses and shoes when her phone vibrated. Felicity smiled when she saw Oliver’s name.

“Hey, you. I got dresses! Pretty ones!” Felicity smiled.

“Well, I’m very happy to hear you were successful. My sister sometimes takes forever to find a dress.” Oliver loved that she was happy.

“Well, I got them all. I am ready to be your awesome significant other. Do you want me to meet you there tomorrow night, I mean, once you tell me where there is?” Felicity suddenly felt nervous. She had the pretty dress, she would be fine.

“I’ll come to pick you up if you text me your address. Say 7 pm? Does that give you enough time to get home from work?” Oliver wanted to make sure she was as comfortable as possible. She was doing him a favour.

“I was thinking we should come up with a story. Like how did we meet, when was it? You know a meet-cute?” Felicity began to pace.

“That’s a great idea, although I’m not sure what a meet-cute is. I think I want one.” Oliver chuckled.

“A meet-cute is the scene where the couple meets in a romantic comedy. I was thinking, this is totally up for discussion, that we keep it simple.” Felicity stopped pacing, taking a seat on her bed. “We met at a coffee shop, you didn’t know I worked at Queen Consolidated, we hit it off and we are in the process of getting to know it each other. It’s all very new. This story would work with my mom too as she knows I just broke up with my boyfriend. What do you think?”

“Perfect. Easy to remember and mainly true. You are a genius, Felicity!” He really lucked out finding her.

“About that,” Felicity bit her lip. “Just so you know, I am actually a genius.”

Oliver smiled, of course, she was. “Well, I look forward to hearing more about that and all things Felicity Smoak tomorrow night.”

“And I am looking forward to getting to know the real Oliver Queen. Well, I best get my beauty sleep big day tomorrow. Good night, Oliver.”

“Good night, Felicity.” Oliver hung up the phone, already excited for their second date. At least that’s what it was in his mind.

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Oliver showed up promptly at her apartment door at 7pm the following evening. Felicity was just doing one final check on her hair and makeup. She rushed to open the door, shoes in hand.

“Oliver!” He stood at her door in a stunning tuxedo, she thought she spied suspenders. “You look amazing. Come in, I just need to put on my shoes and grab my purse.

“I brought you these,” Oliver revealed a bouquet of pink roses from behind his back.

“Oh, Oliver! You really didn’t need to do that. You do too much.” She took the flowers, smelled them before heading to the kitchen for a vase.

Felicity came back, put on her shoes, took one last look in the mirror before turning to Oliver. “Ready?”

“Felicity, you are stunning. That blue dress looks amazing on you. It really brings out your blue eyes. It’s like it was made for you.” Oliver knew he should stop talking he didn’t want to overwhelm her but he needed to say something.

“Why thank you! I’ll definitely accept the flattery as I thought the dress worked too.” She laughed, leading him out the door.

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Turned out Oliver liked Felicity’s red and green dresses as well. There next two events went well. Oliver never left her side and she had the opportunity to meet lots of interesting people. Plus, the wine was good.

It was Christmas Eve and she was glad to have the night to herself. No rush to get all pretty. Instead, she came home from work put on some comfy clothes and ordered Chinese food.

When the Chinese arrived she hit play on her DVR, she needed to catch up on the shows she missed when she attended the fancy galas with Oliver. Felicity started her show, then pressed pause as she realized she missed him. Oliver would probably like this show. She wondered what he was doing.

Felicity shook her head. She was being silly she’d see him tomorrow. She was not that needy. She hit play again, took a bite of her Chinese food. Then her phone vibrated.

Oliver: Whatcha doing?

Felicity: Eating Chinese and watching TV

Felicity: What are you doing?

Oliver: Being bored

Felicity: Want to come over?

Oliver: On my way

Felicity laughed. What a pair they made.

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Christmas dinner was a success, Felicity was so glad she had gotten to know Oliver’s family at the events before hand. She was really glad Oliver’s parents did not disapprove of him dating someone who worked at Queen Consolidated, she had to admit she was concerned.

They had just finished dinner when Oliver announced that it was time for gifts.

Felicity was confused. She didn’t celebrate Christmas but she wasn’t an idiot. The gifts happened in the morning. It was one of the reasons she felt comfortable coming to Christmas dinner. She had brought a hostess gift but nothing special.

She grabbed Oliver’s arm to stop him in the hallway outside the living room. “Maybe, I should go. I didn’t bring any gifts…I didn’t realize…”

“Woah, don’t you go anywhere.” Oliver began to rub her arm in reassurance. “You weren’t supposed to realize. You did nothing wrong. No one expected you to bring gifts. It’s just a family tradition to save one gift for the end of the day. If you really feel uncomfortable you can leave but I’d really like it if you stayed.”

“Okay, but I really don’t want to intrude.” Felicity looked away the back nervously. “We both know this isn’t real. Your family has been so nice to me, I’m starting to feel a little guilty about the lie. They really want you to be happy Oliver, it’s not just about the business. I really hope you can find someone after this because I want you to be happy too.”

Oliver took Felicity hand in his. “This is the last night with my family. Your family’s up next. We’ll talk tomorrow to see if there is anything special I need to bring to Vegas.” As he lead her through the living room he said softly. “Dad, said we can take the the private jet so cancel your plane tickets.”

Felicity’s mouth opened in “oh” as he pulled her down to sit next to him on the sofa. Oliver put his arm around her, pulling her close. Felicity couldn’t lie, she was totally going to miss the cuddling. Oliver had a way of making her feel so special even if it was just an act.

“Okay, present time!” Thea announced. She turned back to the tree and began collecting the remaining lovely wrapped presents. “To Moria from Robert,” she handed the present to her mother. “To Robert from Moria,” Robert leaned down to take his present. “To Oliver from me,” Thea handed him the present. “To Me from Oliver,” she put the present by her side. “One more, to Felicity from Oliver,” she handed Felicity a small wrapped box.

Felicity looked at Oliver. “You really shouldn’t have,” she whispered. “I have nothing for you.”

“You have already given me so much, Felicity. I’ll never be able to give you enough in return. Please,” he looked at her pleadingly. “Please, accept this.”

Felicity was surprised by how important this seemed to Oliver so she nodded. First she watched the others open their presents. Moira got a lovely bracelet, Robert a new clock for his office, Thea was given a box set of her favourite TV show and Oliver got a gift certificate for archery lessons.

Thea laughed. “You said you wanted to shoot a bow and arrow!”

“Thank you, Thea. I’m shocked you remembered. Now I shall have to learn.” He smiled at his sister who was always paying more attention than anyone realized.

Oliver turned to Felicity, “your turn,” he said lowly.

“Oh,” Felicity blushed. Then began to open her present as everyone watched. It was a beautiful, simple necklace, silver with three pearls. Felicity loved it. It was so her. How did Oliver know? She hadn’t worn anything like this on their fancy dates. “Oliver,” she looked up at him, her eyes a little glassy, “I love it. Thank you.” Then before she thought it through she kissed him softly on the mouth.

Felicity’s first thought was his lips are so soft. He kissed her back and she lost all thought. The kiss probably only lasted a moment, she pulled back. “Oops,” she mumbled.

“No, oops,” he said lightly in her ear. “I’ve wanted to do that since the day we met.”

“Oliver,” Felicity looked into his eyes realizing she was falling for him. Who was she kidding she started falling for him the moment they fell to the ground.

Oliver see the panic shining in her eyes. She really thought she did something wrong when really she had made his dreams come true. “You don’t have to say anything, Felicity. It’s okay.”

Felicity looked around the room, realizing they were now alone. “I drove your family away, not such a good guest. I guess it’s good that I don’t need to be invited back.”

Oliver smiled. “Felicity, my family loves you. Maybe more than me. They all wanted to give you gifts but I told them no. I warned them that they would make you uncomfortable.”

“They wanted to give me gifts?” Felicity was truly shocked. Sure she spent most of the last week with these people and they were all so nice but wanting to buy her presents?

“Felicity, you really have no idea how wonderful you are, do you?” Oliver cupped her cheek.

Felicity leaned in. She didn’t know what she was doing but she liked it.

“Yes, you have made quite an impression on them and me. I feel like I need to be honest. Felicity, I really like you and I was wondering if you would consider dating me for real? You don’t have to, we have an agreement but maybe you could think about it.” Oliver felt like holding his breath. What if she said no? He was falling in love with this amazing woman. She made everything in his life better.

“Oliver,” she turned her face and kissed his hand. “I like you too. A lot. I tried not to but you are wonderful so, yes. Yes, we can date for real!” Felicity moved up to meet Oliver lips again. This time for a much more passionate kiss.

→→→→→

Felicity had never been happier. She and Oliver had spent a couple of days hanging out without their families before their trip to Las Vegas and she really felt like she knew him. They didn’t agree on everything - how dare Oliver prefer healthy food! But they agreed on the important things.

They were cuddling on her couch the night before they were set to leave for Vegas when Felicity looked up at him. “How do you feel about sharing a room?”

Oliver smiled. “A little presumptuous of you, Felicity but I can follow your lead. Although, now I’m starting to think you might only want me for my body.”

“Well,” Felicity grinned. “I can’t lie, that is a big part of it. But I brought it up because I worry my mother might just assume.”

Oliver’s eyes widened. “Wow, I already like your mother! Do you think we should practice? Do you want me to spend the night here, you know, to see how we fit?”

“I think we fit just fine but I’m certainly not against practicing.” Felicity tried and failed to give him a sexy wink.

“I’m feeling really tired now.” Oliver pretended to yawn. “Maybe, we should head up right now.”

“Oliver! It’s nine o’clock.” Felicity threw up her hands.

Oliver rose an eyebrow. “Yes, and I do believe I was just invited to my girlfriend’s bed. Why would I wait?”

“Girlfriend?” Felicity gulped.

“I’d call you my lover but we haven’t quite made it there, yet.” Oliver struggled to sit up in an effort to get off the couch, Felicity kept him pinned.

“Woah, we need to talk about this, I may love you but there will no use of the word lover, it’s creepy.” Felicity smiled but stopped when she said the look of shock on Oliver’s face.

“You love me? Do you want to take it back?” Oliver was so worried. “Please don’t take it back. I love you too. I know it’s super fast but I’ve never felt like this before and kept worrying I was going to say it accidentally.”

“You mean, like I did?” Felicity blushed. “Are you sure you are okay with this? I didn’t screw us up?”

Oliver sat up pulling Felicity with him so he could kiss her on the mouth. “I love you, Felicity Smoak. You didn’t screw anything up. You just made me the happiest man alive.”

“Really?” Felicity was still nervous. “You can’t take it back now.”

“I’m not taking it back, ever.” Oliver sat there with a stupid grin on his face.

“Well, my former fake significant other turned marvelous new boyfriend, would you like to come up to bed?” Felicity stood extending her hand.

“I would be honoured.” Oliver bent down, picked Felicity up into his arms. “Point the way.”

→→→→→

They landed in the Vegas the following day and headed to meet Donna Smoak.

Felicity watched her mother checking out her boyfriend, “Mom, this is MY boyfriend,” she grabbed Oliver’s arm, “Oliver Queen.”

“What a pleasure to meet my future son-in-law. I can tell from the way my baby looks at you.” Donna extended her hand

Felicity turned every shade of red before she heard Oliver’s reply.

Oliver beamed. “Hopefully, by next New Year’s Ms. Smoak.”

#arrow #olicity #olicity fic #olicity secret santa 2018 #submission

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aardvark-123 · 5 years

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Gensokyo Festival day 17: Magic

~Magical Girl Warrior Kosuzu and the Dark Mistresses of the Moon~

~Author's Note~

First of all, I'm soooooo sorry this chapter took so long! >_<;; I had loads of work last month between renting out books and getting my flight certificate, and there just wasn't time for me to do any writing. I'm free for the rest of this week, though, and I'll try and get chapter 6 out for you much sooner! Don't wait up, though... ^^'

With regard to the fighting, I'm afraid it's hard for me to describe what large groups of characters are doing at a given time, so I tend to just focus on Kosuzu. Like I promised, though, some more plot happens this time! I think I did it all right, but I'd love to hear what all you wonderful people thought as well. Getting reviews really makes my day, so don't be shy!

Faith_and_Anime, I really had no idea "In the name of the moon, I will punish you!" was somebody's catch phrase in the Outside World. I'm so sorry! If you run into Sailor Moon, please tell her I didn't mean it! >.< I won't make any more stupid mistakes like that, I promise!

~Chapter 5: Tengu's Secret! Dread Sisters Attack!~

"Augh...! Who are you?!" gasped Kosuzu, staring through squinted eyes at the glowing women. "What do you want with us?!"

"Ohohohoho~!" the woman with the wide hat laughed smugly. "Shall we tell them, sister dear?"

"Yes," said the woman with the bow, stiffly and businesslike. "I am Watatsuki no Yorihime, captain of the Lunar Defence Force and leader of rabbits."

"And I am Watatsuki no Toyohime, her partner and mass-destruction weapon~!" tittered the blonde.

As the women's glow dimmed, Kosuzu could make out for the first time what they looked like. Yorihime had silky greyish-purple hair in a long, wide ponytail tied up with a big yellow bow, and her eyes were the colour of smoky quartz, but darker. She was wearing a reddish-brown dress, belted tight around her slender waist, with a pearly-white shirt component on top. Her shoes were small and red.

Toyohime's blonde hair was long and glossy. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of topaz. She wore a bluish-purple shirt-dress much like her sister's, and on her head was a broad-brimmed white hat with a small pink bow on the right side. Her boots were blue.

"The Lunar Defence Force?! You must be from from the moon!" gasped Reimu, her red eyes wide with shock.

"Correct," said Yorihime. "We have come to claim the Earth."

The heroines all gasped as one. Claim the Earth? How could she?!

"Now, hold on! You can't just come here and take whatever you want!" shouted Aya, her elegant black eyebrows arched in anger.

"Oh, but we can~!" laughed Toyohime, brandishing her orange fan. "We Lunarians are so much better than you, there is no point in us asking for permission~. I could kill you all in seconds, as could my sister~!"

"She speaks the truth," said Yorihime emotionlessly. "None of you can resist us." The heroines shared some worried looks amongst each other.

"Are they really that powerful?" said Kosuzu worriedly, her face creased with worry. "Even their moon rabbits were strong! What would the woman who trained them be like?!"

"You're right," said Aya fearfully. "Lunarians are fierce! I heard their only weakness is to freshly-picked chrysanthemums."

"C'mon, sisters, we can take 'em!" growled Marisa, doing a fist-pump with her short, strong-looking left arm. "I ain't afraid of no prissy Lunarian, ze! We'll show 'em!"

"Marisa's right. There are four of us, aren't there? We can do this!" Reimu pointed out, drawing her wand and striding towards the sisters. "In the name of Gensokyo and the Dragon God! Charge!"

Reimu charged at the Lunarians. Aya, Marisa and Kosuzu followed her with their weapons ready. They knew it was going to be a hard fight, but they had to pull through for their friends and families back home...

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Akyuu was feeling nervous as she crept through the dank, scary cave. Her colourful dress seemed like it was in sepia tones in the soft orange light of her torch. There were clusters of stalacmites on the floor, so she had to be careful not to stub her poor little toes.

"Is it much further?" whispered Akyuu.

"Not long now," whispered Mamizou, her brown hair shaking as she ducked under a pointy grey stalagtite. "We should be somewhere under Youkai Mountain."

"Youkai Mountain?!" gasped Akyuu in amazement.

"That's right," confirmed Mamizou. "I don't understand it any more than you do, but if the tunnel leads this way, it leads this way... Oh, what's this? I think I see a light up ahead!"

The duo cautiously spelunked towards the light. It grew brighter and brighter as they headed through the cave, until they could tell it was shining through the gaps in a wooden trap door.

"Golly..." breathed Akyuu. "I wonder where this leads!"

"Well, let's find out!" said Mamizou, pushing through the trap door. Akyuu waited patiently as she watched the tanuki's legs disappear upwards.

"How is it?" called Akyuu a few seconds later.

"It's safe! You'd better come up here!" replied Mamizou.

Akyuu climbed the ladder and emerged into a bright, airy room. She could see a cluttered writing desk covered in paper and clutter, and a faint smell of lavender was wafting through the house. Warm sunlight was diffusing through the paper walls all around her.

"Who could live here?" pondered Akyuu, her beautiful amethyst eyes clouded with confusion. She moved over to the writing desk and picked up a random piece of paper.

Dear Aya,

There is much you have yet to learn of the world, but right now I have one important piece of information to deliver to you. Lunarians can be disabled easily by brushing fresh chrysanthemums against their skin.

Yours sincerely,

Imoyikust on Otokim

"Gosh!" cried Mamizou, her brow furrowing. "This is interesting... Aya has an informant telling her about the Lunarians!"

"Yes, but whom?" said Akyuu worriedly.

"Imoyikust on Otokim..." pondered Mamizou. "Who could that be? The name does not sound familiar, but I feel like..."

Akyuu gasped. "Mamizou, It's 'Tsukiyomi no Mikoto' backwards!"

"Oh, no!" cried Mamizou. "But that means...!"

"He could have been feeding Aya false information!"

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Yorihime lifted her gleaming silver sword and hacked at Kosuzu. Kosuzu gripped her Divine Staff in both hands and deflected the blow, but the impact made her stagger. She desperately did a backflip, avoiding a swipe from Yorihime's sword by inches.

"Let's see how you like this!" said Kosuzu fiercely, aiming her staff at Yorihime. "Guarding Sign: Lance of Heaven!"

Kosuzu's staff fired a beam of golden light at Yorihime, making her yelped as it hit her right in the stomach. Kosuzu somersaulted forwards, her strawberry-blonde hair fanning out in the air, and gave Yorihime a painful bonk on the head.

"Ow!" cried Yorihime, breaking her not-emotional facade for the first time since she'd arrived. "Confound you...!" she added, readying her sword. "Lunar Sign: Moon Twilight Flash!"

Kosuzu braced herself as the crescent-shaped blade of silvery moonlight flashed towards her. She jumped over the attack. "Too slow, Yorihime!"

Yorihime smirked.

"Eh?..." said Kosuzu, then the Twilight Flasher swung around and hit her right in the small of her back! Kosuzu screamed and fell to her knees in terrible pain.

"Don't you realise you're dealing with somebody a cut above the rest?" said Yorihime proudly. "My attacks are too powerful for you, weakling, and those three idiots stand no chance against my sister. Give up now!"

"Give up...?" The idea was horrifying for Kosuzu. "Never! All of my friends are counting on me!"

Kosuzu rose angrily to her feet, fighting through the pain. She knew the time for being gentle was over. It was time to unleash her ultimate attack.

"Forgive me, Yukari..." murmured Kosuzu, taking aim with her staff. "Just this once, I must use the power I swore never to use." Her eyes were shining with determination. "Heart Sign: Light of the Universe!"

A beam of bright light exploded outwards from the staff. Yorihime staggered backwards as it washed over her skin. When the light cleared, she was sprawled out on the ground gasping for breath.

"Now's our chance!" shouted Aya, running towards Yorihime with a bunch of sweet-smelling purple chrysanthemums in hand. "This ought to fix her. Eat flowers!"

Aya brushed Yorihime's nose with the chrysanthemums. She wrinkled her nose and sneezed, then she jumped up and stabbed Aya through the heart!

"Aaaaaaargh!" screamed Aya, clutching at her chest as blood leaked out and stained her dress dark red. "No! I-I was so sure the chrusanthemums would work!"

"You assume too much," said Yorihime smugly, licking the blood off her sword. Her tongue was long and pink and slightly pointy at the end. "I believe my sister will be able to mop up your foolish friends now..."

"NO!" screamed Kosuzu. She kicked Yorihime in the shins, only for her foot to hit thin air as the purple-haired warrior cartwheeled to the side. Kosuzu ran towards her, but Yorihime punched her in the face before she could react. Kosuzu fell down in a heap and rubbed her poor little nose.

"Aw, nuts! Aya! Kosuzu!" cried Marisa, running over to her unconscious friends. "Don't give in! Not like this!"

"Ohohohoho~! You'll all give in exactly like this~!" Toyohime laughed victoriously. She swung her fan and Reimu went down in a blast of fire. "Sister dear, why don't you maul half-pint of a witch~?"

"Grrr..." Marisa clenched her scarred fists and stared down Yorihime. "No-one's maulin' me, ze! Put 'em up, you- Aiyeeeee!"

A Moon Twilight Flash in the knee sent Marisa flying across the hillside. She landed painfully in a bush, squashing most of the bush. The scent of freshly-spilled sap filled her nose.

Toyohime and Yorihime shared a look of satisfaction as they looked over the dazed and beaten heroines. Somehow, they'd done it.

"The world is ours," smiled Yorihime.

"We're the best~! Long live the Lunarians~!" whooped Toyohime, her purple dress flapping as she jumped for joy. "I can't believe this gaggle of wealkings thought they were tougher than the two of us~."

"We must return to the Capital and give Lord Tsukiyomi the good news," said Yorihime.

"W-wait..." groaned Marisa, stirring among the plant life. "You can't have the Earth... We live here!"

"Not for long~!" giggled Toyohime. Arm in arm with Yorihime, they drifted slowly up into the inky, moonlit sky. Nobody knew where they would strike next or what chaos they would wreak, and there was nothing Kosuzu or any of her friends could do to stop them.

TO BE CONTINUED...

~Actual Author’s Note~

Yes indeedy, Touhou fans, Kosuzu is still at it. With a year of experience under her belt, she’s learned a lot about formatting, pacing and how to spell “divine”, but she’s going through a bit of an “everything must be described in great detail” phase. Who knows? Maybe she’ll be as good as me next year.

#Touhou #gensokofestival #Kosuzu Motoori #Reimu Hakurei #Marisa Kirisame #Aya Shameimaru #Hieda no Akyuu #Mamizou Futatsuiwa #Watatsuki no Yorihime #Watatsuki no Toyohime #writing #comedy #parody #my writing

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Pretty Rhythm: My☆Deco Rainbow Wedding Chapter 17+18 English Translation

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Chapter 17: A Pop Test with a Testy Rhythm

Mia: You’re soooo lucky you got to face up against Serenon! I love their manzai~! You keep piling up experience, huh? Though, I was wondering… have you seen Rinne at all since that fashion show? She didn’t even enter the Gold Spiral Cup. I’ve seen her on TV, in magazines and in movies, but I can’t get her sad expression out of my mind… Whenever we come close to learning about Rinne’s secret, we end up back at square one!! What we know right now is… Rinne wants the Rainbow Wedding, and she’s forgotten something. But the thing I’m most concerned with is how she always looks really sad. She’s your rival in terms of getting the Rainbow Wedding, but she’s also a fellow idol. We can’t just leave her alone… And she looks her happiest when she gets to watch your shows, or when she gets to talk to you, Player. Maybe you’re not the only one who wants to save Rinne from her sorrowful heart!? ...Is what I want to say, but I still have no idea what I can do! It’s really pissing me off!!!

??? (Rizumu): Morni~ng!

Mia: Ahh!! Who’s there!? What kind of idiot goes around hugging people from behind!?

Rizumu: Ta-dah! It’s Rizumu!

Mia: Wha- Rizumu-san!! You scared the hell out of me!!

Rizumu: Sorry, sorry. You looked like your were having a bummer of a convo so I wanted to lighten the mood a bit! Ahahaha! Ooh? No way, are you Player? I totally know about you! Aira and Mion, hell even Serenon have told me all about you. You’re collecting the power of the seven coords to complete the Raingowdam…

Mia: It’s called the Rainbow Charm, Rizumu-san!

Rizumu: Yeah, that’s it! Ahaha, must’ve gotten a bit mixed up there!

Mia: Jeez… and people say that I should be a funny guy… I’m the straight man compared to Rizumu.

Rizumu: Aw, c’mon! Keep complimenting me and I’ll get flustered! Ahaha!

Mia: It wasn’t a compliment!!

Rizumu: Anyway, I was thinking of helping you get the power of the seven coords… Aira helped you before, right? By giving you a Coord Rank Test?

Mia: Oh, that makes sense! Rizumu’s a member of MARs too, so she can give these tests too! But… Rizumu’s sense of style is, uh… unique. Honestly… it’s a bit… weird…… Y’know, she wore a pumpkin mask, and she centred a coord around radish sprouts. What’ll you do? Are you really going to trust Rizumu enough to take her Coord Rank Test?

Choice: Of course! / I’m… a bit scared…

Mia: What do we do!? I wouldn’t even be able to look at you in whatever weird outfit you’d be forced to wear!

Rizumu: What are you two whispering about? We’re starting the Coord Rank Test now, hurry up!!

Mia: No!! Player’s being taken away! Well, looks like you can’t escape anymore, Player! Good luck!

Rizumu: I’m testing your pop coord rank! Bring me 10 pop My☆Deco stones! Once you do that, we’ll compete in a prism show! This test has a special edition prism show! We’ll be competing in an all-dance prism show. All-dance mode doesn’t have any jumps, so as the name suggests it’s a prism show that’s always in dance mode! Doesn’t it sound fun?? Just letting you know, my dancing skills are unbeatable! So, will we start the test? My spirit is fully charged!

(prism show. Also zenbu dance mode is the best mode, i hate doing prism jumps lmao)

Rizumu: Oka~y! That was such a poppy show~! Congrats, you’ve passed the pop Coord Rank Test!

Mia: Ah!! The Rainbow Charm…

(5 slots filled, 2 left)

Mia: The power of the pop coord returned to the Rainbow Charm!

Rizumu: I’m glad I could help. How was all-dance mode? Shows without jumps are good too once in a while! It’s perfect for when you just want to dance your heart out!

Mia: Thank you, Rizumu-san! This is great, Player! We only have… feminine and star left. It feels like we’re really close to finishing the Rainbow Charm! Though… does being close to getting the Rainbow Wedding also mean you’ll have to face off against Rinne? If only we could just get it over and done with!

Rizumu: Whenever you talk about this Rinne girl, you seem pretty testy, huh? Is Rinne your friend, Player? …...Looks like you can’t answer. But you’re interested in her? I’m sure you’ll eventually be able to become friends with her, since she makes you feel that way. I’ve been through a lot with Aira and Mion, too. We’ve fought a lot, but in the end our fights brought us all closer together, and gave us a deeper understanding of each other. And now we’re the best of friends!

Mia: But how do we become friends with Rinne…? It’s pretty hard to befriend someone you know nothing about…

Rizumu: It’ll be fine! We have prism shows after all, right? MARs became close through prism shows, we formed our bonds on the path to the Aurora Rising. You’re bonded to Rinne because you’re both after the Rainbow Wedding. Believe in your heart and work hard! I’ll definitely be cheering you on, Player!

Chapter 18: Aurora Wings

Mia: Rizumu has a really good point! Her advice has a way of worming itself into your heart! 'Bonds that form through prism shows’, huh~

Rizumu: Player and Rinne will definitely end up as close friends.

Aira: Rizumu-chaaan!

Mia: Grrr…!! That voice must be… Harune Aira!

Mion: Mion’s here too, you know.

Penguin-sensei: Me too!

Mia: Gah! Mion-san! ...and Penguin-sensei…

Mion: What do you mean by ‘gah’!?

Mia: Yikes. I feel another test coming~

Penguin-sensei: We won’t be giving you another Coord Rank Test. MARs have gathered here for something else… They have a special lesson for you, Player!

Mia: What kinda special lesson?

Penguin-sensei: The rainbow is not the only light that shines in the sky.

Mion: We want you and Rinne to create another light… MARs will tell you all about the light of the aurora!

Mia: The light of the aurora!? Wait, you can’t mean…

Aira: You’ve worked hard on lessons and prism shows up until now, Player. Your current self can definitely pull off the Aurora Rising!

Mia: You want Player to perform the legendary jump, Aurora Rising!?

Mion: It will be fine. We’ll all help out.

Aira: Wear the Gold Spiral Dress, and you’ll be able to perform the Aurora Rising! The light of the aurora is the light of dreams that brings the world together.

Rizumu: The colours of the aurora will give your heart power too. They’ll become the key to opening up Rinne’s sorrowful heart! Like, ‘that is it, the Aurora Rising!’ So, will you show the new light of the Aurora Rising to Rinne?

Choice: I want to show her / Can I really do it?

Mion: Nice prism! Your straightforward heart will definitely allow aurora wings to form.

Rizumu: It may seem impossible at first, but you still have to try! It’s better to try and fail than to not try at all! I’ll make a wish for the Aurora Rising to link Rinne and Player’s hearts!

Mion: It seems that Rinne is currently in Sweets Café. Let’s go there at once.

Rizumu: Whoop! Let’s goooo~!!

(they go to the sweets cafe)

Mia: We’ve finally arrived, but is Rinne still even here?

Rinne: Player……

Mia: Rinne!?!?

Rinne: ………

Aira: Aw, don’t look so sad! We came here today to give you a present, Rinne.

Rinne: A present……?

Aira: A very happylucky present from Player to you!

Rinne: Happylucky…… for me?

Mion: Now, Player! It’s time!!!! Wear this dress!!!! And fly!! With aurora wings!!!!

(prism show)

Rinne: Amazing…… Amazing……. The aurora’s light… was beautiful…… It was shining in all the colours of the rainbow. It was as if a curtain was drawn over the night sky.

Aira: That was the light of Player-chan’s heart, Rinne-chan.

Rinne: The light of Player’s heart…

Mion: A girl’s heart is a prism, you know.

Mia: It is! When we experience lots of happy or sad moments, when we cry or laugh… our hearts spin round and round, changing colours and creating shining bright!! That’s why they’re so beautiful…

Rinne: But I… don’t know my true self. I’m empty…

Aira: It’s alright.

Rinne: Huh…?

Aira: Player-chan’s heart is overflowing with light.

Mia: Player could definitely My☆Deco your heart, Rinne.

Rizumu: That’s right! After all, you looked so happy during Player’s show! If you cry together and laugh together, if you have lots of experiences together… you’ll be able to see hearts with many more colours of light!

Mion: Split the happy times in half. Split the sad times in half, too… That’s what friendship is.

Rinne: Friendship… Player and I…

Aira: Now, join hands! Together with Rinne-chan!!!!

Rinne: Aurora…… RISING!!!!

(white flash)

Mia: The light of Rinne’s heart mixed with Player’s… is shining in the sky!

Rinne: Player… I… don’t know my true self. Where did I come from? What do I want to do? I don’t know that, either… Even so… Will you be my friend? ………...Thank you. Your heart is so warm. I want to make my heart shine like yours… no, I will make it shine!!!!

(white flash, and… refer to the image above)

Rinne: ……

Mia: Ah! Rinne’s coord… changed again!

Rinne: What is this…?

Penguin-sensei: H… How is this possible!? That’s the Seventh Coord Star Dress! How on earth…!?

Aira: What a happylucky coord… Your clothes are so happy they seem like they’re shining.

Mion: The shining white light of a star. That’s the colour of Rinne’s heart!

Rinne: I’m not lost anymore, Player. My seven-hued heart, not being able to remember anything… Everything…

Aira: The power of on of the seven coords, star, seems to have returned to Rinne-chan.

Mion: In order to complete the Rainbow Charm, you’ll need Rinne’s star power. Completing the Rainbow Charm and getting the Rainbow Wedding… Who will do it? Rinne… or Player? I won’t be able to look away from you too until one of you wins.

Rizumu: But, but! There’s an important tournament to think about before the Rainbow Cup! The last Spiral Cup, the Platinum Spiral Cup. If you put your passion towards reaching the Rainbow Cup, there’s no way you’ll lose!

Rinne: Player, here…

(meganee screaming about the deco parts rinne just gave us)

Mia: Hm, what’s this? A My☆Deco frame?

Rinne: It’s to thank you for today, Player… For My☆Deco-ing my heart. I know you’ll be abel to make a wonderfully lovely or cool coord…

Mia: Then it’s the frame of friendship! With this, you’ll be able to win the Platinum Spiral Cup like kaboom!!

Rinne: Thank you, Player. For… becoming friends with me. I’ll look forward to the Rainbow Cup.

#pretty rhythm #pretty rhythm rainbow live #pretty rhythm aurora dream #pretty rhythm dear my future #pretty rhythm 3ds #mdrw

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