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Random Thing

I wrote a book and had it published in January. I don’t know how to get it bigger. So far, I've only had six sales. Which totals to be $22.83 made. But all of it is from family and friends. I really don't know how to go about this. It's my first book, and while it's short and, admittedly, not the greatest of writing, I'm still extremely proud of it. I don't know how to market anything.

It's called Cyborg City, and you can find it on Amazon. There's random and fun information and things back on my other account, @skylersolomonofficial.

There's a sequel that needs some beta readers. It probably would be better if whoever wants to be one reads the book (it's free with Kindle Unlimited, $5 with Kindle, $12 paperback, and $15 hardcover). I just really want to get this book to be bigger.

Does anyone have any kind of advice? Even if you don't have a published book, how would you market things. I don't have the money yet to run an actual ad campaign on Amazon. If I could, I would be able to.

Right now, I have a book up on Wattpad with a sneak peak and information with updates and things. I also do post the occasional video on TikTok. I might make videos for YouTube and stuff.

It's genuinely getting to become very frustrating. I don't want people to read it because it makes me money (though, that is a perk and I could use money), I just want people to read it and enjoy it. I don't write for money, I write because it's fun and I want people to enjoy my stories. I'm just really bad at marketing.

It would also be amazing if someone could work one on one with me and be like a manager or something. But I really don't have money right now, so I understand if no one wants to since I don't have anything to offer. I could make you some art or write things dedicated for you, but that's the best I can do right now. Once I get more money, we can work out a payment plan with you.

I would also love to make Cyborg City an audiobook. I think it would be really cool to do it as a dynamic one (I think that's what it's called when each character has their own voice), but I'd be fine if it's not that. I'll need to figure out how to do a royalty pay with that as well.

Sorry for this post. I know it's not my normal fandom things, I just don't know how to go about it, and this is my bigger account. And by that, I mean @skylersolomonofficial has zero followers. Thank you to those who took the time to read this. If you're interested in the manager or audiobook things, please send me a DM

Here is the cover for the paperback

And here's the hardcover one since for whatever reason, it didn't let me do the same

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Worst Beach Day Ever

Prompt: Sunburn Fandom: 2017 MSM (Marvel)

Okay, so maybe falling asleep on the beach hadn’t been the smartest idea. Especially since his sunscreen had run out. Which left him exposed and ready to be sunburnt.

For someone so smart, Spider-Man really could be so stupid sometimes.

But it wasn’t his fault. Harry had suggested a beach day, so he was happy to go with him. Ever since he became Spider-Man, they haven’t had as much time to hang out together. And he’s been fighting a lot of villains lately; Spider-Man needed a break!

That’s how he found himself in this situation. Fighting the Vulture with a nasty sunburn that made every movement that he did hurt a lot. His skin was raw, hot, and red. He’d heal up within a day, but that was going to be a long day.

Spider-Man jumped out of the way of a sonic scream, his ears ringing with the sound. He really did hate that scream. He scanned the area then pulled a parking meter out of the ground.

“Hey, Toomes! I think you’ve overstayed your welcome!” He threw the meter at the villain, internally wincing. That was not his best quip that he’s ever had, but he couldn’t think of anything else.

“That would’ve been better with a welcome mat,” Kid Arachnid told him.

He rolled his eyes playfully— not that the other hero could see it— while he landed a sharp kick to Vulture’s face. “A welcome mat isn’t going to do much to help us in a fight. I just couldn’t think of something to say.”

“‘You have an overdue parking ticket’,” he suggested.

Vulture screamed a sonic one, some rubble nearly crushing Kid. Despite his burnt body, Spider-Man lunged forward and pushed him out of the way. The rubble pressed down onto him, chunks digging deeper into his sunburns. He bit back a groan of pain. The ringing in his ears got louder.

‘Well, this is a shitty beach day. Even worse than the one where Black Cat crashed it,’ he thought to himself. Spider-Man wiggled until he was laying on his back instead of his stomach and pushed debris off him.

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In His Head

Prompt: Hallucinations Fandom: Harry Potter with ocs Note: I apologize that this isn't in October, a lot of shit came up. I got two concussions in the same week and went to the ER because the medication I'm on for my epilepsy had too high of an amount in my bloodstream, which put me in the ER four times in two weeks (I also lost fourteen pounds in that two weeks). Then I got a puppy

It always seemed to haunt him. Even after all these years. He saw it when he closed his eyes, when he got onto the carriages to get to the school. He saw it when he passed his older brother’s room, when he even looked at his brother. It always reminded him of it. He could still see his sadness, but he could also still see all of the blood floating in the water.

The seventeen-year-old sat on his bed, staring at the blankets. He was blinking back tears. No matter what he did, all he could see what had happened that stupid night.

He shivered and pulled his knees closer. It was times like this, he hated it when his twin was off on dates with his girlfriend. He knew he couldn’t be with George all of the time. They were their own people. But… that didn’t mean that Fred wanted to be alone at that moment.

There was so much regret he had that day. People tried to tell him that he was only eleven at the time. They said that that way too much pressure to put onto such a young child. But he never believed them.

Rex’s death had been his fault. He hadn’t been fast enough. He hadn’t been strong enough. If it wasn’t for Dumbledore, he would’ve faced the very same fate. He sometimes wished he had, but then he thought about it. Fred didn’t want to do what he had done to Wally; he didn’t want to take his twin away from him. So, Fred marched on.

Fred got out of bed and shakily walked to change his clothes. Logically, he knew he was alone. But he could still feel their awful teeth that had sunken into his flesh. It had left scars that he was good at hiding. They were reminders of his failure.

He paced the room instead of changing like he had originally gotten up to do. Hands were over his eyes in a fetial attempt to block out the sight. If anything, it made it worse. Fred didn’t want to see it anymore. He wanted it to go away. It’s been six years. Why couldn’t it just go?

Six years ago, he and George had been out past curfew. They were setting up a prank and were on the way back from that. The two had noticed that a group of four were dragging something towards the lake. With natural curiosity, the set of twins walked over.

The friends pushed an unconscious person into the water then ran off. Fred’s first instinct was to run and jump into the lake. George stayed on the dock so he could help pull Fred and whoever the person was.

But Fred couldn’t swim fast enough. A large swarm of something surrounded the person, who, much to Fred’s horror, was Rex Weasley. They pulled the twelve-year-old down faster and started to tear him apart. He had to hold his breath to withhold a scream, failing a little.

Arms wrapped around him then he shot up. Fred shut his eyes while he shook. Cold air stung his face then George’s arms helped pull him out of the water. He coughed. Either because of the water that he had swallowed or from sobs, Fred could never quite figure that part out.

His hands moved to cover his ears once he could hear the scream again. Wally had screamed when he was told what happened to his twin brother before he fell to his knees and sobbed. It was the worst sound Fred had ever heard. He felt horrid about it.

The screaming didn’t go away, no matter how hard Fred pressed against his ears.

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WHUMPTOBER

Prompts come from Whumptober, but it's very unlikely they will be completed within that time frame. Should be completed before the next Whumptober rolls around every year

2024

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Chapter Seven: The View

Chapter Six

"I'm not. But, I do have a question. What did you mean when you said I was the one you want to be with?"

Peter's cheeks reddened. "Harry. I like you. Not as a friend or a brother."

Harry smiled. "Took you long enough."

"What?" Peter opened his eyes.

"I've known that you like me for a while."

"Then why did you ask me what I meant?"

"I wanted to hear you say it."

"Oh."

Harry leaned forward, pressing his lips against Peter's. Peter's eyes widened before he closed them and kissed back. Fireworks exploded in both of their stomachs.

They pulled away, grinning at each other. Peter got off his web and stood upright. 

Sirens could be heard nearing. Peter thought quickly, grabbing his backpack and put on his mask. He didn't want the police to know who he was.

SongBird groaned as they came in. 

"Spider-Man? What are you wearing?"

Spidey looked down at his jacket and jeans. "I didn't have time to change into the full costume."

"I see. What exactly happened here?"

"SongBird kidnapped Harry Osborn."

"I thought she was a hero."

"I thought so too. I'm sad to say I might've accidentally been the cause of her change of heart. I hope that she'll soon come back to her senses and work on improving herself."

The officer nodded and SongBird was put into cuffs. She shouted something about getting her revenge as they took her to the car. They drove off with her.

Spidey took off his mask and looked at Harry. "Do you need a ride back to your place?"

"Pete, you can't drive."

"I wasn't talking about driving."

"What were you talking about?"

Peter was dressed up in his full Spider-Man costume, swinging over the busy streets of New York City. Harry held onto him, screaming.

They landed on a building several blocks away from the Oscorp building. Harry let go of Peter, panting. 

"That was terrifying."

Spidey took off his mask, grinning. "You get used to it." He paused. "But maybe don't cover my eyes so much."

"Sorry."

"It's fine, Harry."

Harry looked at the city, the view taking his breath away. The sun was setting, so lights in apartments were starting to turn on. "Whoa."

"I know. This has one of the best views in the city. Not as good at Empire State or the Oscorp building, but it's amazing." Peter stood next to Harry, staring out at the city. "I love swinging through the city."

Harry looked at Peter, his heart skipping at the way the light of the sunset illuminated Peter's face. He reached out and took Peter's hand in his own, causing the brunet to look at him.

"What are you looking at?"

"You." Harry grinned. "You're amazing."

Peter blushed. "Not as amazing as you are."

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Chapter Six: The Abandoned Warehouse

Chapter Five

It was like Peter to show up late, but it wasn't like Harry to. Peter actually arrived early, wanting to tell Harry about his secret. They were going to meet up at Joe's. 

Peter was nervous, his nerves only growing the longer Harry took to arrive. He waited for nearly two hours, no word from Harry. 

Peter bit his lip and sent another text to Harry before calling Miles. He felt like somehow, Spidey was involved in Harry's no-show act. Miles was the best person to talk to about it as Miles was the only other person to know who Spidey really was. 

"Pete, is something wrong?"

"Yes. Harry and I were going to meet up and—"

"Let me guess, something came up and you can't meet up with him anymore?"

"No. I'm here, but he's not. He's not answering my texts or anything. Harry isn't someone who doesn't not show up and not say anything. He's good at communicating why he won't be there on time or at all."

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Two hours." Peter's phone beeped. "Oh, hold on, someone else is calling me."

"Okay."

Peter put Miles on hold and answered the other call. "Hello?"

"Hey, Petey."

"Juno? Why are you calling me?"

"I just want to talk to you."

"About?"

"Your best friend, Harry Osborn."

A lump formed in Peter's throat. "What did you do?"

"Nothing. Yet. I do have him, if that's what you're asking." She faked a gasp. "Oh, he wants to speak to you."

"Peter?"

"Harry! Are you okay?"

"No, but don't come. She wants you to come here."

"Why?"

"I don't know. Peter, please stay—"

Juno pulled the phone away. "That's enough time." She giggled and leaned against a pillar in the empty warehouse she was in. "Now, I have a simple request of you."

"What do you want?"

"Come here. Be my boyfriend. I'll let Harry go."

Peter swallowed thickly. "And where is here, exactly?"

"The abandoned warehouse on the far corner of Crosby Street."

"I'll be there in five."

"Good. Oh, and Petey, do show up in your civilian clothes. I would rather not deal with Spider-Man today."

"What?"

"I don't want to deal with Spider-Man. I want you, not your alter ego."

"I don't know what you're—"

"Yes, you do. See you in five, Petey." Juno hung up before Peter could say anything more.

Peter shouldered his bag and left Joe's. He walked quickly, wondering how she knew that he was Spidey. How long has she known?

He arrived to the warehouse in the five minutes. He gripped the strap of his bag as he walked in.

"Hello? Juno? Harry?" Peter's eyes landed on Harry, tied to a chair in the middle of the room. Juno was nowhere to be found. "Harry!"

Peter ran over to him, kneeling down. The ropes were thick and wrapped around Harry's torso multiple times.

"Peter?"

Peter nodded. "Shh. I'll get you out of here."

"I told you not to come."

"I know." Peter looked into Harry's eyes as he tugged at the rope. "But I'd do anything for you."

"You would?"

Peter nodded. He was almost through the ropes when his Spider-Sense started going haywire. He froze, his face going pale.

"Aww, Petey came for Harry. How sweet."

Peter stood up and turned around. Instead of Juno like he had been expecting, SongBird stood there. "SongBird?"

She grinned. "Bingo. Step away from Harry."

"No."

She tsked. "Shame. He didn't have to get hurt."

SongBird walked forward, pushing Peter to the side. He stumbled back then fell onto his ass. He watched in horror as she punched Harry's face, hard. 

"Stop! Don't hurt him!"

Peter stood up, but SongBird kicked him. He went flying back, crashing into the wall. She then looked back at Harry, a wicked grin on her lips. 

"You have no idea how good this feels, Osborn. I know there's something more between you and Peter." She grabbed his chin. "But listen, Peter's mine. Not yours."

"Pete's his own person. He isn't anyone's."

Her grip tightened, her long fingernails digging into his skin. "He's mine. Stay out of his life."

"Step away from him."

SongBird turned around. "Stay out of this, Petey."

"Don't call me that."

She let go of Harry's face, pushing him back. He fell onto his back as she walked toward Peter. "Don't try to be the hero. Osborn is a spoiled brat, he deserves this."

"Harry isn't spoiled. He's kind, patient, compassionate, and a much better man than I ever could be. He's my best friend and," Peter stopped, looking at Harry and smiled. "And he's the one I want to be with. Not you."

SongBird let out a frustrated scream. "I don't get you! You won't date the person who loves you! Harry wants nothing to do with you! He's only your friend out of pity!"

"Don't put words into his mouth." Peter clenched his fists. "And what you have for me isn't love. If you truly loved me, you wouldn't force me to be with you. You wouldn't drag my best friend into this as a hostage."

SongBird lunched at him, aiming her fist at his face. Peter grabbed her wrist, slinging her over his shoulder. The concert cracked where she landed, yet she still got up. She swung her legs, sending Peter crashing to the ground. 

The chair Harry was in had broken when he landed. That gave him the chance to wiggle out of the ropes with some difficulty. He grabbed the leg of the chair, holding it like a bat. When Peter stood up, the two made eye contact. Peter nodded, shooting a web so he flew out of the way. Harry swung, hitting SongBird's head, knocking her unconscious. 

Harry dropped the piece of wood and looked at Peter, who was hanging from the ceiling upside down from a white web. He walked over to his best friend, crossing his arms. 

"You're Spider-Man?"

Peter nodded. "I am."

"How?"

"The field trip to Oscorp. The glove that Liz was going to use, but swapped with me, had one of Raymond Warren's spider experiments in it. It bit me and gave me these powers."

"You've been Spider-Man for that long?"

"I have." Peter shut his eyes. "I understand if you're angry with me. I was going to tell you, but I didn't know how or when."

Harry bent down so his and Peter's faces were closer. "I'm not mad. I understand why you didn't tell me."

"You're not?"

"I'm not. But, I do have a question. What did you mean when you said I was the one you want to be with?"

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Chapter Five: The Rise of Songbird

Chapter Four

Juno fell into Peter's group of Harry, Anya, Miles, and Gwen fairly easily. It was pretty obvious to everyone but Peter that Juno has a huge crush on Peter. It made Harry a little jealous, but he didn't let it show. 

As much as it pained him, he knew there was no chance with Peter. 

There were multiple reasons. Norman would never approve that he's a guy, he already doesn't like Peter, adding on that they were dating (if they were) would not be good. As far as Harry knew, Peter didn't know about his feelings. 

It wouldn't work out like he wanted it to, no matter how much he wished it. 

"Hey, Harry. Could I ask you something?"

"Sure. What's up, Juno?"

"Is Peter seeing anyone?"

"That I know of, no."

Juno's face lit up. "Do you think I have a shot with him?"

"Hard to say. Pete's never shown interest in someone."

"He hasn't?"

Harry shook his head. "You can still go for it, if you want to."

"Really?"

"If you want to. He's a great guy. Even if things don't work out between you two, he'll still want to be your friend."

"I'll tell him when he gets here!"

"Good luck." Harry faked a smile and left, mumbling something about his dad needing him home soon. 

Juno waited around for Peter, humming to herself. She was ecstatic when he arrived. 

"Peter!"

"Hey, Juno. Is Harry not coming?"

"He had to leave. Something about his dad and a meeting."

"Oh." Peter shrugged. "Do you want the coffee I got for him then?"

"Sure!"

Peter gave her Harry's coffee and sipped his own. "So, what brings you here?"

"I was hoping to talk to you about something very important to me, if that's okay."

Peter nodded and gestured to his desk chair. They were in his lap, something Harry and Juno had complete access to, despite not going to Horizon. She sat down in it, sitting crisscross applesauce.

"What's up, Juno?"

Juno's cheeks heated up. "Well. We've been friends for a short while, but getting to know you has been amazing. You're one of the best people I've meet. You're funny and kind and cute."

"You think I'm cute?"

She nodded. "Yeah! You're amazing and," she blushed more, "and I like you. Like, I like like you."

Peter stared at her, his eyes wide. "You like like me?"

"Mhm!"

His mouth dried up. "I'm sorry, Juno. I don't like you in that way. I'm flattered, but right now, I think we should just be friends."

==Time Skippy Skip==

"I'm sorry, Juno. I don't like you in that way. I'm flattered, but right now, I think we should just be friends."

Peter's words still stung her heart. She had accepted to stay friends with him, but even after two weeks, things were still so awkward. Juno wanted things to go back to normal. She wanted a relationship with him, but that wasn't happening.

She flirted, hoping to convince him that she was worthy of his love and affection. Nothing worked, but she refused to give up.

One day, Harry caught her sitting under a tree. "Juno."

"Yeah?"

"You need to back off Pete. I'm sorry things didn't work out like you wanted them to, but he told you he's not interested."

"I don't see why he's not! I would be so good for him!"

"Maybe you would, but you're making him uncomfortable. He feels bad that he hurt you, but he doesn't like the flirting."

"I want to show Peter that I'm a good match for him."

"Backing off and letting him to continue to know you might help. Flirting and invading his personal space all the time won't."

"You're just jealous."

"Why would I be jealous?"

Juno thought then grinned. "Cause you like Peter, don't you?"

His cheeks darkened, and he quickly shook his head. "Peter's my best friend. I want him to find someone he can be happy with."

"You do! That's why you want me to back off so you can have him all to yourself!"

"I don't." Harry sighed and turned around. "Please. Just back off Pete. He's uncomfortable around you."

Before she could say anything, Harry left. She stood under a tree in the park, by herself, thinking.

==Time Skippy Skip==

Juno didn't take Harry's advice. She was becoming obsessed with Peter. It wasn't good. It made everyone else uncomfortable, especially Peter.

Yet, she didn't care.

Gwen pulled her aside, hoping to convince her to stop. "Juno. Please stop trying to win Peter over. It's not working. It's seriously making us all uncomfortable."

"It's fine. He'll see I'm perfect for him soon."

Gwen sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I don't know if we can keep you in the group if you're solely focused on Peter. He's made it clear he doesn't want to be with you."

"You're kicking me out?"

"If you don't stop this behavior, I'll talk to the others and see if they come to the same conclusion as me."

Juno huffed and stomped her foot like a child throwing a tantrum. "This is stupid! Why can't I try and win over the guy of my dreams?"

"Because he's told you no and asked you to stop, a few times. This is not the way you get a guy."

Juno crossed her arms. "It's going to work! I just know it!"

"It would've worked by now if it was."

"I don't care!"

==Time Skippy Skip==

Juno was at her aunts place. Her aunt loved science. It seemed nearly everyone in Juno's life loved science. Juno didn't tell her aunt what was going on with Peter. Her Aunt Helen was no good when it came to love and romance advice. 

She was thirsty and her aunt was at the store. Juno grabbed a vile of clear liquid, thinking it was water, and drank it. 

Pretty much immediately, her head spun. She felt like she was going to pass out or throw up, but did neither of those things. Instead, she squeezed her eyes shut. When she opened them, they turned from a light blue to a bright purple and yellow. She didn't notice this change, however. 

Her breathing was loud, admitting blue waves of sound. She stumbled to the kitchen sink and turned on the water. She splashed her face with the cool liquid, sighing in relief.

Turning off the water, Juno sat on the floor.

"What's going on?" she mumbled. Her voice came with pink sound waves, freaking her out.

It was almost like she could see sound. That was terrifying to think about.

She hoped Aunt Helen would get home soon. Maybe Helen could explain what was going on.

==Time Skippy Skip==

Juno's mom learned about what happened at Helen's place and was angry. Not at Juno for drinking a scientist's unlabeled vile, but at her sister that she would leave Juno alone to drink it. Juno's mother kicked Helen out of her and Juno's lives, telling her not to come back without a cure.

Juno was able to manipulate sound, allowing her to walk on the waves of vibration. Everyone, she learned, had different colors of sound to their voice. No two voices were the same color, but they could be close. 

Her favorite one was Peter's. It was a red, matching the hoodie that he wore most days. 

No one knew about this accident. Juno wore colored contacts to hide the new colors of her eyes. She hated wearing them, but she understood why she had to.

People would call her a freak if they knew.

Juno wanted to try and become a superhero with her newfound powers. She was amazing at making clothes, so she made a costume then went out. 

Spider-Man was easy to find. She knew he would be willing to help her if she asked.

"Spider-Man!"

He turned around. "Is there something I could help you with?"

She nodded. "Yep! I recently got some powers. I wanna try to become a hero like you!"

SM rubbed his neck. "Are you sure? It comes with a lot of responsibility."

"I'm sure."

==Time Skippy Skip==

SongBird, as Juno named her alter ego, met the other Spider-Man. Both of the two spiders voices sounded and looked familiar. They reminded her a lot of Peter and Miles, people she was no longer allowed to see because of her crush on Peter. 

Spidey (Peter's Spider-Man) and Spider-Man were very talkative. That helped a lot with SongBird's style of fighting. She loved to use the waves to her advantage.

"So, Spider-Man," Spidey started as the three sat on the roof, "SongBird, how have you two liked working together?"

Spider-Man shrugged. "I've worked with worse."

Spidey chuckled, knowing who he was talking about. 

"I like it! You two remind me of old friends I used to hang out with."

"Aww, we do?"

She nodded. "Yep! Thank you two for your help."

"Of course, Song."

==Time Skippy Skip==

Juno finally figured out why Spidey's voice was so familiar. Well, more like, she caught him taking off his mask without him knowing she was there.

Spider-Man was Peter Parker.

Her nostrils flared when she found it out. How dare he not tell her? She would've told him her secret identity right away! She thought they were friends!

Juno was angry. She felt betrayed that her crush wouldn't tell her that part of him. She would've accepted him!

She ran home and into her room. Her parents were working. She changed into SongBird's costume and climbed out her window. SongBird ran to the park and sat under her favorite tree. 

She hated Spidey with a burning passion. She hated Peter with a burning passion. How dare he not trust her like she had trusted him?

SongBird panted, glaring at the grass. She wanted revenge on him, but she didn't know how. Eventually, an idea sprung upon her, and she smirked.

"Watch out, Harry Osborn. I'm coming for you."

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Chapter Four: Juno Harper

Chapter Three

Juno Harper was an ordinary girl. She lived in a nice home with two loving parents. Her neighbor was really cute, smart, and kind. She hadn't lived there long, but she hoped to get close to him. She's only met him once, so she couldn't remember his name. 

"Mom! I'm going over to the neighbor's place!"

"Have fun!"

Juno grinned and walked over to the Parker residence. She knocked on the door, humming happily.

May Parker was the one to answer. "Hello. Can I help you?"

"Hi. We just moved in next door."

"Oh. You're Juno, right?"

She nodded. "Yep! Is your son here?"

"Peter's not my son, he's my nephew. He's currently at school."

"I thought school was over."

"It is, but he tends to stay after school for hours."

"What school does he go to?"

"Horizon High."

Juno frowned. "Huh. That's cool."

"You're welcome to come in for a snack if you would like."

"That would be great, thank you!"

==Time Skippy Skip==

Peter arrived home, Harry coming in with him. They were laughing over a joke that Harry had said, Peter gripping his gut.

"I can't breathe!"

"You know it's true."

"I know, I know. That's why it's so funny."

"Ah, Peter. You're home. And you brought Harry."

"Course I brought Harry. He's my best friend."

"Who's this?" Harry asked, gesturing to Juno.

"I'm Juno. I just moved in next door."

"I'm Harry. This is Peter."

"Hi. It's great to meet you all!"

"Likewise."

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Chapter Three: Bi Panik

Chapter Two

Peter didn't know why he felt so disappointed to know that Harry liked someone. He knew it wasn't that Harry liked some guy. Peter himself was bisexual, so he found nothing wrong with that part.

It was something more. 

Peter didn't know what. He wished Uncle Ben was still alive. Ben always knew what to say for every situation. 

Peter shut his eyes, warm tears slipping down his cheeks. He missed Ben. He wished he wasn't disappointed that Harry had a crush on someone he didn't know. He hated everything about this situation, but he would never tell that to Harry.

Someone knocked on his door, making him sit upright and wipe his cheeks.

"Who is it?"

"Gwen. Did you forget that I was coming over to work on our project for chem?"

Peter's eyes widened. He had forgotten. "No." He stood up, going to the door. He opened it and leaned against the doorframe. "I didn't."

"Peter, you're crying."

"Pft. No, I'm not."

"Is everything okay?"

"Yep. We should get started on the project."

Gwen sighed and nodded. "Alright, if you say so."

Peter moved aside to let her come into his room. He wiped his cheeks, huffing quietly. He didn't want Gwen to worry about him.

==Time Skippy Skip==

The two were finished with their project for the night. Gwen sat on the floor, staring at him.

"What?"

"Are you sure you're okay? I don't think I've ever seen you cry."

"It's nothing, really."

"If it made you cry, it's something."

Peter looked out the window. "I miss my uncle. Something's going on, and I want his advice."

"Well, I'm not your uncle, but I can give you advice. What's going on?"

"You're going to think it's stupid."

"I won't."

Peter took a deep breath and fiddled with his hands. "Harry likes someone. He hasn't told me who. I don't know why, but I feel disappointed."

"Disappointed that he likes someone?"

Peter nodded. "I don't know why! He's my best friend, not my boyfriend. He's allowed to like whoever he wants to."

"Do you want him to be your boyfriend?"

"What?"

"Do you want him to be your boyfriend?"

Peter shook his head then paused. "I don't know. Even if I did, we couldn't be together. His dad doesn't approve of it."

Gwen frowned. "Do you think you like him?"

Peter thought about it, his heart racing. "Is it wrong if I say yes?"

"No."

Peter cleared his throat. "Then, yes. I think I have a crush on Harry Osborn."

Chapter Four

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Chapter Two: Running Late Again

Chapter One

Peter sat crisscross on his desk chair, sighing. 

"Something wrong, Pete?"

"I just— something feels weird."

"What does?"

"With Harry. I don't know how to explain it."

"Maybe you should tell him about Spidey?"

"I can't. You know why. I don't want to put him in more risk than I already do."

Miles sighed. "What feels weird with him?"

Peter shrugged, spinning his chair. "I don't know! Harry's amazing. I feel like I take advantage of him. He's my best friend."

"He's pretty great, but there's more, isn't there?"

"I think so. I don't know what it is though and it's annoying me."

"Do you have any ideas what it is?"

"None." Peter checked the time. "Crap! I'm supposed to meet Harry at Joe's in five minutes."

"Okay, go. I'll keep working on the new web formula."

"Good luck!" Peter ran out of the lab. 

"Peter!"

"Sorry, Max! Got somewhere to be!"

Peter kept running. He knew he was going to be late, but he still wanted to meet up with Harry. 

His cheeks warmed up at the thought of Harry before his heart sunk. He was a horrible friend to Harry, yet Harry still stayed. Harry didn't deserve the treatment that Peter gave him. 

Peter opened the door to Joe's ten minutes later. He put his hands to his knees, panting.

"Hey, Pete. I was about to call you."

"Sorry. I was busy at Horizon and lost track of time. I ran here."

Harry chuckled. "You want to pay for yourself or should I?"

"I can pay for myself."

"Go order. I'll save your seat."

Peter nodded and got into line.

Harry watched him, sighing quietly. He wanted to tell Peter his feelings, he wanted to be something more with him, but he was scared. He was scared Peter would reject him. He was scared his father would find out about his feelings. He was scared that people would make fun of him for falling madly in love with his best friend. 

Peter soon came back, his food and drink in his hand. He sat next to Harry.

"Something bothering you, Harry?"

Harry looked at him. "Just thinking."

"About?"

Harry bit his lip. "I might like someone, but I don't think I should go for it."

"Oh." Peter hummed. "I'm not the right person to ask for help, but I say if she doesn't like you back, she's missing out."

"My dad would never approve of him."

Peter blinked. "Is your dad the reason why you aren't telling him?"

"Part of it. You know how he is about things like this. He would disown me in a heartbeat if he ever found out I'm... ya know."

"Harry. You're amazing. Anyone would be lucky to be with you."

"You think?"

Peter nodded. "Yeah! I'll be here to support you every step of the way."

"Thank you."

"Of course."

Chapter Three

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Chapter One: A Normal Day

Prologue

"Of course it's okay, Harry. Liking someone is natural, no matter the gender. You're a good kid. I'm glad that Peter makes you feel special. I know you make him feel special too."

Ben's words stuck in Harry's mind like glue, especially after his death. He wished that Peter knew about his feelings. He wished that Peter realized his feelings for Harry. He didn't know how much longer he could keep things hidden.

Harry groaned, putting his head onto his desk. His lab partner, John, looked over.

"Is everything okay?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Are you sure?"

Harry nodded then shook his head. "It's something so stupid. I can't believe I got caught up in it all."

"What did you get caught up in?"

"A one-sided crush."

John winced. "I'm sorry, Harry. Who is she?"

"It doesn't matter. I doubt it's going to happen."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's not your fault, John. I don't know what to do. I don't want my dad to find out cause he'll turn it awkward."

"Dad's do that."

Harry sat upright. "I'm meeting Peter at Joe's. See you later."

"Bye, Harry. I'll finish up in here."

Harry waved and ran out of the lab. He went to Joe's and sat in his normal seat. He hoped that Peter wouldn't stand him up again.

Maybe Harry was too forgiving on Peter. Peter had been late more and more. Peter stood Harry up a lot with no explanation. 

Peter ran in, arriving late as usual. He sat next to Harry, his cheeks red from running.

"Sorry, Harry! I didn't— Spider-Man— villain— had to run to safety," Peter stammered. 

Harry shook his head. "Spider-Man causes a lot of problems."

"I wouldn't say that."

"We didn't have as many villains before he showed up. His appearance welcomed stronger people to come around."

"I guess." Peter looked out the window, thinking.

"Are you hurt at all?"

"No, I got away before I could."

Harry smiled and pushed a cup to Peter. "I got your favorite."

Peter grinned, looking at him. "Thanks, Harry."

Harry's heart skipped a beat. "Of course, Pete."

"Anything new going on?"

"Not really." Harry shrugged and took a sip of his drink. "How about you?"

"Aunt May's trying to get me to join her book club again."

Harry chuckled. "Of course she is. I'm sure it'll die down again."

"It will. It always does."

==Time Skippy Skip==

Harry set his bag down, running his hand through his hair. He loved Peter. He wished Peter knew that, but he didn't know how he could tell him.

"Harry."

"Dad? What brings you here?"

"I was hoping to speak to you."

"What about?"

"I believe you need to drop Peter as a friend."

"What? Why? Dad, he's my best friend."

"I know, but I believe he's holding you back."

"He's not. Dad, I'm not dropping him."

Norman sighed. "You'll see eventually that he's holding you back."

"He isn't."

"He is, Harry. You can do great things. He's holding you back. Getting close to someone doesn't help anyone in the long run."

Harry shook his head. "He's not holding— I don't want to give up Peter in my life."

"You'll see soon."

Chapter Two

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Prologue

Master Post

(Takes place a few years before the spider bite)

Peter and Harry were hanging out in Peter's room. They weren't super close, but there was potential of them becoming the best of friends. They had known each other for about a week, just clicking together.

Peter was rambling on about something, using his hands as he spoke. Harry watched him, smiling to himself. Peter was adorable when he rambling. 

"Boys! Dinner!" May called out, interrupting Peter's ramble. 

Peter pouted at being interrupted, but soon lit up, excited for food. Harry ran downstairs with him, laughing.

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Harry felt like he could truly be himself around Peter. His stomach fluttered with butterflies around him. His heart raced when Peter laughed. Yet, Harry didn't know what it meant. 

He didn't want to ask Peter, since it was about Peter. He didn't think he could turn to his father for advice, as Norman wasn't the warmest person. He didn't know who he could talk to about it.

Harry walked up to Peter's house. Peter's Uncle Ben was mowing the lawn. Ben turned the machine off, waving as he walked over to Harry.

"Hello, Harry. You here to see Pete?"

Harry nodded. "Yep."

"He and May are out shopping, but you're welcome to wait inside."

"Thank you, Ben."

"Of course." Ben walked to the front door and unlocked it. "Do you want some orange juice? May bought a lot, and it turns out that Peter's allergic to citrus."

"He is?"

Ben nodded. "Yep. We had to learn the hard way. Lucky for us, we had an EpiPen."

The two went inside. Ben poured a glass of orange juice and gave it to Harry.

"Can I ask you something?" Harry asked Ben.

"Of course, Harry. Is something wrong?"

"It's about Pete."

Ben frowned. "Is something wrong with him?"

"No. He makes me feel weird, but good weird."

"What kind of weird?"

Harry blushed. "I like being around him. My stomach feels fluttery, like I ate a bunch of butterflies."

Ben smiled, leaning back. "I think I know what that is."

"What?"

"You have a crush on him."

"You think?"

Ben nodded. "I do."

Harry stared at his hands. "Is that okay? Dad yells at the tv when they show guys holding hands."

"Of course it's okay, Harry. Liking someone is natural, no matter the gender. You're a good kid. I'm glad that Peter makes you feel special. I know you make him feel special too."

"Thank you, Ben. I'll keep that in mind."

Chapter One

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Something More Master Post

Master Post

Prologue, Chapter One: A Normal Day, Chapter Two: Running Late Again, Chapter Three: Bi Panik, Chapter Four: Juno Harper, Chapter Five: The Rise of Songbird, Chapter Six: The Abandoned Warehouse, Chapter Seven: The View

COMPLETED AU

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Just Resting

TWs: death and a lil gore Ship(s): none Notes: they didn't request it, but this is dedicated to @ilovevirgilsanders4ever Word Count: 1594

Martin gripped Chris' hand tightly, a little too tight in Chris' opinion. But Chris didn't comment on it. He knew exactly why Martin was gripping his hand so tightly. They were in a life or death situation. Which made Martin scared for Chris' safety. When Martin was scared for Chris' safety, Chris had realized Martin would go to almost any length to keep him safe.

It shocked him when he first realized that. Chris hated that he couldn't quite return that feeling. Chris really wanted to. He didn't understand why he couldn't. He loved Martin, Martin was his best friend. Martin would give anything for him, but Chris couldn't extend the same curtesy.

Chris turned his head to look back. Which had been a mistake.

The brothers Kratt were running from some malfunctioning Zachbots. It wasn't their normal, almost silly malfunction. This malfunction was dangerous, Chris could almost see murder in their robotic red eyes.

He swallowed thickly and looked back. Chris was so glad his older brother was leading him along. If Martin wasn't, Chris would've stopped and gotten hurt. Maybe even killed. But Martin was there. He was always there. Martin would never let Chris be injured or upset whenever he could. Of course, Martin was only human and couldn't protect Chris from every little thing.

But Chris used to think Martin was unable to get hurt. He had been a little kid, and only could see his older brother keep him safe from harm. That belief had changed when Chris was seven when Martin had gotten into his first fight. He could remember his parents yelling at Martin then taking him into another room. It was a room that Chris wasn't ever allowed to enter, but Martin seemed to go in often.

They jumped over a rotten tree. Chris stumbled just a little before running faster. He could hear the Zachbots beeping. The beeps never sounded more terrifying.

Martin looked around and noticed a small cave. He stopped running and looked at Chris. He tilted his head towards it while he let go of Chris' hand. "Go to the cave. I'll be there soon."

Chris hesitated then ran to the small cave. He crouched down and made sure he was hidden. He could still see what was going on, watching his older brother make a loud noise then run in the opposite direction of Chris. The Zachbots followed.

His whole body froze, his heart seeming to stop beating for a few seconds. Chris realized what Martin was doing. He shrunk more into the cave, terrified for his life. Terrified for Martin's life.

Much to his horror, he heard a loud scream. A scream that was clearly of pain. And it was Martin's scream. Chris tried to get himself run towards it, but his feet felt glued to the ground.

The younger swallowed thickly and pulled out his creature pod. He called the Tortuga, his whole body shaking so much more than it usually did. Which wasn't a lot.

Aviva answered. "Hey, Chris. What's up?"

He opened and shut his mouth, tears starting to flow down his cheeks. Eventually he managed to squeak out, "Martin."

"What about Martin."

"Z-Zachbots went crazy. H—" Chris was cut off by another scream. He flinched and squeezed his eyes shut.

"Where are you?"

"He told me to hide in a cave. He went the other direction. I don't know where he is now."

She nodded and took a deep breath. "Alright. I'll see if Koki can pinpoint his location. Do you think you can find the Tortuga?"

"I can try." Chris hated that he was doing this. Martin needed his help, but he wasn't giving it. "But if you find Martin before I get there, let me know. I'll find somewhere to hide. He needs your help more than I do."

"Alright. Stay safe." Aviva hung up.

Chris ran a hand through his brown hair then left the cave. He was quiet and slow so the Zachbots wouldn't hear his movements and find him. Once he was sure they wouldn't, he bolted. He ran as fast as his body could go.

Soon enough, he heard the Tortuga flying over him. One of them must've noticed him because it stopped and a rope ladder was dropped down. He started climbing it.

"Go!" he shouted when he got up. The Tortuga flew while he sat on the circular table in the middle of the room. He pulled his knees to his chest. Chris almost expected Martin to come and comfort him, Martin always did, but he knew it wouldn't happen. Martin wasn't there. Martin might not even be coming back.

Aviva and Koki were lowered down on a platform with a stretcher. Chris watched them go. Aviva had her Creature Power Suit on. The reminder that he had forgotten his and Martin's had been on the frizz hit him like a wave. It wasn't like Chris to forget something so important.

Jimmy walked out of the cockpit and sat next to Chris. He didn't say anything as he pulled Chris into a side hug. Chris really hoped that Martin would bounce back, but he couldn't help but break down in Jimmy's arms. Jimmy then pulled him into a proper hug then rubbed his back.

Koki and Aviva came back up and ran too fast for Chris to see what state Martin was. Not that he really could since his back was towards them. Jimmy tightened his grip a little.

It took hours for Aviva to come back out. She noticed that Chris was asleep in Jimmy's arms. She sat next to him.

"He cried himself to sleep," Jimmy explained in a whisper. "How's Martin?"

She took a deep breath and shut her eyes. "We tried our best."

Jimmy knew what that meant. "It was that bad?"

"He had lost a lot of blood. None of us match his blood type."

"What kind of injuries did he get?"

"Well, the Zachbots had cut off one of his hands. I think it was after he managed to break one with a stick. There were some pretty deep cuts in his chest and some on his face. If Koki and I didn't get there when we did, it would've finished him right there."

His eyes widened, and he looked down at Chris. Chris hadn't woken up during their quiet conversation. He pulled Aviva into the hug. "Are you okay after that?"

"No. But I'll heal. Koki went to her room after we cleaned up. I'll be changing Martin's clothes into a different outfit in a little while. I just wanted to tell you and Chris what happened."

"I'll tell Chris when he wakes up. I'll probably make something to help him cope. Food always helps."

Aviva gave a weak laugh. "I think you should make everyone something."

Jimmy nodded and gently kissed her forehead. "Let me know if you need anything, okay? I'm always here to help in anyway."

"I don't want to put that onto you."

"Hey, no. I don't mind. Maybe we should all get into therapy. I'll listen until then."

She smiled weakly. "Thank you, Jimmy. I'm here for you too." Aviva then left.

Chris, about twenty minutes later, woke up with a hum. He let go of Jimmy and stretched. He chuckled a little when he noticed that Jimmy had fallen asleep. Chris hopped off the table and grabbed a blanket. He draped it over Jimmy then walked to the med bay.

No one had been able to tell him what happened. But he did notice that the med bay's door was shut. Chris sat on the ground, leaning his back on the wall right next to the door. Hopefully it was just that Martin needed time to rest and not... the other option.

Chris knew he would struggle if Martin was gone. He realized in the cave that he depended on Martin maybe a little too much. But Martin was his big brother.

The person who's always defended and protected him. The person who made sure that he was happy and healthy. The person that made sure that he knew that he was loved and cared for. That person couldn't be gone.

He knew the rest of the crew loved him, but it wasn't the same. It would never be the same. A brother's love was so different.

Someone sat next to him and started to rub his back. Chris didn't bother to see who it was. It wasn't Martin. Martin was resting in the med bay.

"How are you feeling?" Koki's soft voice came. She could tell he hadn't been told.

"Worried. I want Martin to be okay."

"I know you do." She put her cheek against his. "But—"

"Don't say it," Chris cut her off. "Just don't."

"Chris, he's gone."

"No. He's not." He pointed to the med bay. "He's in there."

"His body's in there," she corrected softly.

He shook his head. "He can't be gone. He just... can't be gone."

Koki pulled him into a hug. She didn't say anything. Nothing she could say would convince Chris that until Chris saw Martin's lifeless corpse.

She stood up and unlocked the door. Koki silently led him inside, hoping that this was the right idea.

Chris stared at the body then slowly walked over. He grabbed Martin's hand and pulled it to his chest. He looked at Martin's blue eyes that were staring at the ceiling, unblinking and starting to glass over. He blinked back tears and sank to his knees.

He's just sleeping, Chris thought. He'll wake up soon and we can go on another creature adventure.

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Um I don't know if you're still taking requests rn, but are there any other rules or conditions that we should be aware of? Do you also write platonic fics or similar stuff? Do they have to involve certain fandoms and such? And are crossovers also allowed?

I think you need to be a little more specific about these things 😅

I’ve got a few posts that explain things. Mostly the rules of requesting ones. While I usually do do more romantic things, I’m always happy to do platonic stuff. I love doing crossovers, I just won’t do crossovers with fandoms I don’t know

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Tree Stump

Prompt: Set up for Failure Fandom: Over the Garden Wall TW: Death

Wirt looked up at the sky, salty tears staining his cheeks. He was tired. He was annoyed and felt betrayed. Greg trying to cheer him up by talking did not help either. But he was just too tired to snap at Greg to be quiet. Nor did he feel in the mood to make the one person who actually liked him here get upset and leave him like Beatrice did.

He took a slow and shaky breath. Wirt noticed that Greg had stopped talking, but he didn’t know when that had happened. He turned his head towards his half-brother in confusion.

“Greg?”

“Are you okay, Wirt? I can go get us some food if you’re hungry.”

The older hesitated then nodded. It was something for Greg to do that was helpful and gave Wirt some moments of quiet. He loved Greg, he really did, but sometimes Greg just talked too much. And if Greg wanted to get food to be helpful, Wirt wasn’t going to stop him. Greg was more than capable of taking care of himself, even if he’s six.

His stomach growled a little when he realized that Greg hadn’t returned. Wirt forced himself to stand up then walked towards the direction he saw Greg in. He silently prayed that Greg had just gotten lost or distracted by a butterfly or something simple like that.

However, the more he walked, the more worried he got. He could hear the quiet sound of someone singing a soft and creepy song. He knew it was a man, their voice was much too low for it to be a woman’s. The song’s words were hard to make out what they were saying. Despite how creepy it sounded; Wirt almost felt like a wave of calmness was washing over him.

Well, that was until he saw Greg in what looked like a small stump that was growing around him. Wirt ran over and started pulling at the branches. He had to blink back tears as he did so. He needed to focus. Greg was in trouble, and Wirt had to help him.

Greg coughed up some leaves, which only freaked Wirt out more. Wirt kept tugging at the branches. But it barely did anything. They kept growing and getting thicker, making themselves hard to rip off.

“Wirt,” Greg said softly. “You can stop.”

He looked up and shook his head. “I’m not losing you. I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t lose me.” Wirt hated how weak Greg’s voice said. “It’s all worth it to keep you safe.”

“You’re six. You shouldn’t worry about my safety or give yourself up.” Wirt fell over from tugging a branch too hard. He rubbed his hand then stood up. He looked around for anything, anything, that would help him free Greg.

The Woodsman was nearing. Surely he could help with his ax. Wirt looked at Greg then took off, bolting towards him. He skidded to a stop in front of the older man, wobbling to stop himself from falling on his face.

“Please, help.” Wirt barely gave him a chance to answer. He grabbed the Woodsman’s hand and dragged him to where Greg was. “Please.”

He looked at Wirt then handed him the lantern he was holding. The Woodsman turned back to Greg and used his ax. He was as careful as he could be.

“Nothing you do will save the boy,” the voice that had been singing earlier said. “But I can put his soul into the lantern so that he will live.”

Wirt looked at him then back at Greg and the Woodsman. He felt so desperate, Greg would live if he agreed to this. Greg would stay alive. That was all that really mattered to the teen boy. He took a sharp breath and nodded. “Okay…”

The Beast chuckled. He leaned forward and whispered something. Wirt didn’t know what he said, but whatever it was, the branches melted away. Greg then disappeared. Wirt looked at the lantern in his hand then at the Woodsman. The Woodsman looked depressed over something, but also seemed very understanding.

He shared a nod with Wirt and gave him the branches he carried before he walked away. Wirt looked at the wood in his arms.

Even though Greg was safe, well as safe as he could be when his soul was trapped in the lantern, Wirt still felt like he felt like he failed…

Greg coughed as he was pulled out of the river. He weakly opened his eyes when he heard some muffled speaking. He turned his head and saw them pulling Wirt out. He relaxed a little. They were safe.

At first, Greg didn’t understand what the doctors meant when they said Wirt was in a coma. But now he did. Greg often was curled up in Wirt’s hospital bed, holding his frog close to his chest. He was pressed up against his older brother’s side as he listened to the heart monitor.

It was both reassuring and not assuring in the slightest. It showed that Wirt was still awake, but it also showed that Wirt wasn’t awake to hang out with him.

This was all Greg’s fault. If he hadn’t run off to get food for them and run into the Beast, then made a deal to make sure that he wouldn’t ever hurt Wirt.

Wirt was right. Greg was a failure.

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Last to Know

Prompt: Trust Issues Fandom: Ninjago

He didn’t know if he could ever trust anyone ever again. He loved how things were in the past, but now…

A sigh left his lips as he laid on his bed. He raised his hands to rest on his face. It felt like his heart had been ripped from his heart. Maybe it was a little overdramatic to be like this, but it was true.

What got him to feel this way?

Well, it had been a normal day. Cole got up, did his training, had the breakfast that Zane made for him, then did some painting to help with his trauma that being a ninja came with. Especially when he fell off the building when the Oni were there.

Then Wu came in and had the team come to the courtyard. He went over the mission they would be going on:

Sneak into the museum and investigate more of what was going on behind the scenes. It was clear now, according to Zane, that Dr. Sanders hadn’t been the only one working at the museum that didn’t have good intentions for anyone but themselves. The problem is they didn’t know who the problem was.

They decided to split up to help find the person easier and faster. They went in groups of two. Jay went with Kai, Zane was with Lloyd, and that left Nya with Cole. Cole didn’t mind. Nya was like his little sister. He would do anything for her.

Nya tried to make some small talk with him, but he reminded her a few times that they were on a stealth mission. It was odd. Nya normally wouldn’t speak unless she needed to on these kinds of assignments. It almost felt like she was hiding something from him.

He crouched down as he walked through the halls. Nya followed close to him. As they walked, Cole noticed that she almost seemed nervous about something.

The black ninja almost asked her about it, but he was interrupted by seeing Jay and Kai making out against a wall. His whole body froze. He looked at Nya, who smiled nervously. That showed him that she already knew, and she was fine with her boyfriend cheating on her with her older brother. He looked back at the other two.

His heart sank even more as he remembered a talk he and Jay had just the day before. Cole remembered every single word; he knew how supportive Jay had been when he told him that he had a massive crush on Kai and was planning on asking him out soon. Jay must’ve already been with Kai at this point, so why did he tell Cole that there was no one better for him than Cole?

Cole clenched his hands into fists and turned around on his heels. He practically stormed away, something he wasn’t allowed to do since it caused a mini earthquake. That caught the others’ attention. He could hear Jay and Kai talking to Nya, but he didn’t care.

He decided to go see if he could find Zane and Lloyd. Surely those two would be understanding. Even though they didn’t know about Cole’s feelings, he was sure they would be on his side.

What kind of person got with their sister’s boyfriend?

And to think that Cole was in love with him. If he had gotten with Kai before this, he would’ve eventually learned about this affair. Sure, Cole was an only child, but it showed that Kai was willing to cheat on someone with someone important to Cole. First Spinjitzu Master he couldn’t imagine doing that to his own hypothetical sibling.

“Zane, Lloyd,” he spoke when he saw them. Their heads turned to face him, both wearing awkward smiles.

“Hello, Cole,” Zane said pleasantly. “Did you need something?”

“Jay and Kai were making out.” He firmly believed that he was telling them something they didn’t already know. “I don’t know how they could just do that to Nya.”

Lloyd took a minute to answer. “Cole, we didn’t want to tell you. We knew that you would get upset.”

Cole’s eyes darkened. “You knew?”

“They aren’t dating each other, but both Nya and Kai really like Jay. The three of them made a situation that works for all of them. We were going to tell you.”

“Does Wu know?”

“Yes, but-“

“So I was the only one that you all thought shouldn’t know,” Cole interrupted Zane. He, for the first time ever, ignored the hurt look on the nindroid’s face. “No one thought that I should know about this. It’s something that affects the whole team. It changes the dynamic. And no one told me.”

“Cole, just hear us out.”

“No. Jay was supposed to be my best friend and I’m the last fucking person to know that’s he’s dating Kai!”

“This is why,” Lloyd snapped. “They knew you would never understand. You would never be okay with it.”

“I don’t care if they date like that.” Cole’s shoulders slumped before he turned around and turned to the door. “None of you get it. I thought you all trusted me enough to tell me something this big. But I guess not.”

He walked away, ignoring them telling him to come back. He didn’t want to hear their stupid excuses. Cole no longer wanted to see them. Especially Jay and Kai. Jay knew how he felt about Kai and… Kai didn’t know it, but he used to possess Cole’s heart.

That was the reason he knew he had to leave. Cole didn’t want to stay anywhere that reminded him of the life he used to lead. Call him overdramatic, he knew he wasn’t hearing any of them out.

But he couldn’t see why he should. They had broken his trust. Why should he listen to what they would say if they didn’t think he wouldn’t support them? Cole would’ve been confused; he would’ve asked questions. But he would never be supportive with how he learned.

What he saw was the person that knew he liked the other, making out with his girlfriend’s brother. If they had told him the situation, that Kai and Nya weren’t dating each other, but both of them wanted to date Jay. Cole would’ve listened and be there for them. But he couldn’t.

Cole got out of his bed and started packing a bag. He didn’t know where he was going to go or where he’d stay, but he knew he couldn’t stay here. Not now.