#( FREDRICK IS GONNA BLOW )

[arashi-no-saxlphone]

Ok I know people on here probably already know this but like. I want to say. Asuka blowing up Japan was not just a "Haha I'm gonna just do this" it was a "Oh fuck what the fuck is happening we need to aim this so the entire earth doesn't get fucked" and last ditch directed it at Japan. I AM NOT EXCUSING THAT! I AM NOT SAYING ASUKA NEVER DID ANYTHING WRONG I JUST WANT PEOPLE TO UNDERSTAND THE EVENTS CORRECTLY! Asuka's main goal in turning Aria into Justice was to prevent the Gear Project from being used for war so he created Justice out of Aria (THIS is something you can hate him for this is an extremely fucked up thing to do and I'm not going to analyze what he did to Fredrick and Aria in this post because that's a whole other can of worms) as a command type Gear to be able to PREVENT total war by taking control of ALL gears. However UNBEKNOWNST to him the Universal Will was taking control of Justice/Aria as she awoke and was going to destroy humanity (because The Original fucked up in making the Universal Will and some weird clause happened where "protect humanity" ended up being "humanity is a threat to itself so they all have to die") by mutating the people in Japan into bombs. Asuka realized that if it went on like this the world might be destroyed and in the moment he redirected Justice with the last bit of control he had over her using Manual Override to just destroy Japan to prevent this. It was NOT an easy or light decision that he had time to make! He had to try and stop the Gear Project from being used for warfare and destruction, TWICE, and failed both times and ended up destroying the world anyway. He put the Flame of Corruption in Frederick and turned him into a gear as a failsafe before this, likely because Asuka ONLY had Frederick and Aria to rely on as friends at all. IN ABSOLUTELY NO WAY IS HE ABSOLVED OF ANY OF THOSE CRIMES! HE HASN'T EVEN ABSOLVED HIMSELF! HE DID NOT CHOOSE TO BECOME A MONSTER DOING FUCKED UP SHIT FOR NO REASON HE WAS IN A DIFFICULT POSITION BECAUSE OF WHAT HE CREATED WITH FREDERICK AND ARIA!! HE PLANS TO KILL HIMSELF IN HIS STRIVE ARCADE MODE FROM THE GUILT! STOP MAKING ME GO TO BAT FOR ASUKA BECAUSE PEOPLE WON'T READ! ALL OF THIS IS ON THE GGWIKI YOU ONLY NEED TO READ 2 OR 3 ENTRIES TO GET THAT BASIC LEVEL OF INFORMATION!! PLEASE!

I linked Asuka here but also seeing the entry for "Japan" will explain the situation. I am. NOT saying. Asuka was right. I AM saying that the idea that this is a wholly Black and White "everything in the world is his fault" situation is a GROSS FLANDERIZATION and oversimplification of what is an EXTREMELY compelling, horrifying, and tragic story of a man paving his way to hell with good intentions and I need. People to stop talking about Asuka or Chaos lore when they're on screen in Strive when they don't know what the hell they're talking about. Please.

[wolfoftheblackflames]

Alright misfits, here's another fic to feed ya with ^^ Enjoy! (Pre-hotel this time.)

Dancing with the Devil: Pt. 1

It had been a year since she was found and patched up by the princess of hell as Vaggie groaned slightly with her empty eye socket aching. She sighed, popping a painkiller since Charlie had been kind enough to leave some in the guest room she stayed in. "Can't believe it's been a year already..." The grey skinned woman sighed as she looked out the window to the latest extermination massacre. "Better go see how Charlie is holding up..." Vaggie grimaced slightly since she had been one of those who slaughtered the sinners blow.

Vaggie finished up getting dressed as a twinge of self-hatred surfaced whenever she saw the empty socket and old scars on her back. She pushed those thoughts down deep since she knew Charlie was suffering more right now. "Baap!" One of the bodyguards that hung around Charlie was coming over to Vaggie, giving her a soft nuzzle.

"Hey Dazzle, how's Charlie doing?" The fallen angel replied lightly, ruffling his head.

"Baaap, Baaap!" Dazzle replied lightly, tugging on Vaggie's hand, ushering her to hurry over.

What greeted the two in Charlie's large room was the princess sniffling and curled up in blankets. "Huh?" Those ruby eyes lifted from the book she cradled in her hands. "Hey, are you doing ok?" Charlie shook her head at Vaggie's reply.

A soft sigh escaped Charlie's throat. Vaggie couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt seeing this. The first person who offered her kindness, her own best friend, was suffering. "What's also not helping is that, too." Charlie looked away, pointing her finger at an envelope on her nightstand.

"May I look?"

"Go ahead, it's kinda stupid anyway..."

Vaggie went over and sat beside Charlie, taking the envelope into her hand. She looked over at Charlie, who laid down on Vaggie's lap, curling up to the smaller woman. "Dear princess Charlotte Morningstar, you are here by invited to a grand Ball hosted by Seviathan Von Eldritch, we'd love to see you again. Signed Fredrick Von Eldritch." Vaggie finished reading.

"Bet he's gonna try and get me and my ex back together..." Charlie bitterly grumbled lightly, gripping the blanket.

There it was, another twinge. Sure, Charlie was a completely open book at this point, but something made Vaggie pissed at this guy. How dare he hurt her best friend, though Vaggie shook her head. She looked down at Charlie. It was obvious the princess liked her. She even blushed slightly when they first met.

"It says it's in three days from now.." Vaggie looked annoyed. "Maldito pedazo de mierda.." (fucking piece of shit) She muttered, thinking of this Seviathan guy.

"If I go it'll be just another shit show since they'll ask about my parents first..." Charlie nuzzled her nose deep into Vaggie's belly, enjoying the scent of lavender. "And before you say I should cancel, I can't exactly do that since I'm royalty and should be keeping up appearances.." She growled since most cared about her title and the weight it carried.

"What if I go with you?" Vaggie asked, making Charlie stare up at her. It looked so cute. Vaggie had to look away a little, rubbing her neck. All she heard next was the cutest squee and had arms thrown around her shoulders. "Whoa hey!"

"R-really?! You'd do that for me?!" Charlie beamed, looking slightly more chipper. It melted Vaggie's heart, seeing a smile return to that sweet hellborn's face. Though it began to beat a little faster when Charlie started to fidget and tuck some hair behind her ear, which were pointed and wiggling slightly. "I-Is it a date?" She shyly asked her ruby eyes looking innocent.

"Sure, besides, it said to bring a plus one." Vaggie replied awkwardly since Charlie was just being too cute. "So why don't you dress comfortable and nice... Okay?" She added as Charlie easily got up and started jumping for joy.

"Of course! Quick though, what color are you gonna be wearing, I figured we could match.." The princess blushed a bit with her hoof lightly kicking the carpet. God those hooves, they were just so cute too.

Vaggie, however, blinked. That twinge had turned into a fluttering effect inside her chest. "I thinking black, maybe?" She replied since she had no clue what to wear to a fancy ball. She was an ex exterminator for crying out loud, so fancy gatherings were new for her.

"I think you'll look amazing in black, not that you don't already look nice..." Charlie blushed and clamped her mouth shut to keep her awkward rambling from coming out. The princess, however, looked over at the window with a wince. "Sorry, I gotta go. I have to let people know it's over and go out to help the survivors."

"Hey, I'm coming with you, remember? Can't have some asshole trying to scam you and shit."

Charlie smiled softly at this remark, she giggled a bit and went to go change out of her red pj's. "Thanks Vaggie, you've already made my day a little more bearable you know?" She stated grabbing her usual outfit. "I mean it."

Vaggie watched her disappear into the bathroom. Once Charlie was out of sight, Vaggie couldn't help but sizzle slightly at the fact she was taking her best friend on a date. Sure, the two hung out for simple outings like a tour of hell, a cafe where they enjoyed their favorite snacks, a simple walk in the park, and purchasing the Hotel. But a fancy outing like this, it made Vaggie feel awkward and uncomfortable since she wasn't used to the fancy noble scene.

Vaggie blushed softly at the word date. She then shook her head as it actually hit her. "Ah mierda, estoy enamorado de esa hermosa mujer.." (Ah crap, I'm in love with that beautiful woman.)

(Hiya Wolf here, I hope you guys like the cute best friends being awkward before becoming a couple angle. I was reading the wiki on both too to gauge how I should go about it. So more to come ^^)

[dragonmasterhiccup]

The girl happily hugs him back, humming with satisfaction.

“Very comfortable.” She snorts, gently taking it off his head. “I’m gonna name you… Fredrick.” Fredrick then swims to sit on her head this time. “He’s got quite the personality for a fish with no brain.”

“Oh, speaking of dragons, we can go see some more, if you like.” Melodía grins, blowing some of Fredrick’s tentacles out of her face.

He laughed, bowing his head carefully so she could remove the jellyfish.

As Frederick sat on Melodía's head now, he laughed a little more. "I wouldn't underestimate him! It looks like he's chosen us now!"

Nodding, he said, "Yeah! I'd like that! But first..." He reached up, lifting Frederick off of Melodía's head.

Speaking to the jellyfish, he said, "Now listen Frederick, we'd like to have you stick with us, but it might be best for you to be with your pack. We'll make sure to come back and visit though. What do you think?"

[totaldramamovies]

Total Drama Movies- Episode 4- A Winner for Two

*Early morning, guys’ side of 4th Thing’s cabin*

Eddy: *Mumbling in his sleep* Sigita!..

Rajiv: God dude, you’re obsessed. Go touch some grass!

Kenny: Yeah man! I got some if you want!

Wyatt: Plus, she’s going out with me. Like, boi. 😂🫱🫱 *T-pose*

Eddy: I know you’re a joke character, but you’ve stolen Sigita from me! She was supposed to me mine 🥺🤓🤓🤓🥺

Rajiv: Sigita’s just a human like us. She can’t steal her, bro.

Wyatt: *360 no-scope* Yeah!

Kenny: (To Rajiv) Man, I don’t know HOW he pulls HER.

*Girls side of cabin*

Sigita: Yeah, I know! He was so surprised!

Dominique: Really?

Sigita: Oh, for sure! I mean, it’s not gonna be very big, just a little date, but Wyatt went crazy!

Dominique: So you’re going on a date tonight with Wyatt? I know I’m usually not judgy but… HIM? Really?

Sigita: What! He’s athletic! And strategic! And everything right in my dream man😍

Dominique: I’m not so sure… Kenny has been all up in my business. I think he wants me like Eddy wants you.

Sigita: Oh, please! Eddy? That nerdy band kid? I’d rather get with that sigma Fredrick…

Dominique: Oh, I don’t know… he has his charms! You like artistic guys right? He plays trombone!

Sigita: Yeah but… Ugh. Half the time he speaks theres the nerd emoji following it, and he’s always really awkward too…

Dominique: He just doesn’t get out much. I bet you two would get right along!

Sigita: Nah, I’m sticking with my date with Wyatt tonight.

*Ferocious Monsters’ Cabin*

Jamil: Maxim brother! How does it feel knowing we have no Bailey!

Maxim: Great, the cabins are so much calmer now! What are you doing?

Jamil: Well, I have a bit of a crush for Ines. She’s a powerful adversary yet also a caring teammate. I’m thinking I’ll ask her sometime soon. And a-

*Chris blows his airhorn*

Chris: CHALLENGERS, GET YOUR BUTTS OUT HERE!

Fangxiu: Giving newgen…😒😒😒😒

Andres: What noww..

Chris: Its your next challenge!! This episode: Romance Movies!!

Cece: Ugh, we’re gonna be DATING eachother?!

Chris: Nope, don’t worry! However there’s romantic tension on 3 of the teams, so I want each team to make a romantic scene for dinner for two! Whichever team does the worst loses.

Dennis: You said that only 3 teams had romance. What about the fourth?

Chris: That team is YOU, Mighty Wizards! So instead you guys can uh… walk through a haunted house for Halloween. Why not?

Dennis: *Sighs* I guess I will never find love…

*FEROCIOUS MONSTERS*

Eliza: Romantic Tension? Really? On our team?

Ines: It looks so. I wonder who…

Eliza: Who do you think is the cutest?? 🥰

Ines: Hmm… I guess I’d go with Jamil. He’s a great competitor. I never really think about romance and all that stuff though..

Grace: Oh my god😜😜 JAMIL!! INES-

Ines: GRACE! SHUT UP!

Jamil: Ye what is it?

Ines: I wanted to tell you that we should work together on building a table while the others go get candles and stuff..

Jamil: Sure! I think thats smart considering we are the 2 strongest.

Maxim: (to Jamil) Now’s you’re chance!

*MIGHTY WIZARDS*

Tamia: Ugh, this haunted house is easy. Who would even be afraid of this crap?

Pietro: B-bro.. I’m soo s-s-scareddd!!

Roman: I know right d-d-dude!!

Pauline: Of what, that fake web, or the warewolf that’s clearly Chris in disguise?

Chris: I’m not Chris.. Im.. rawr…

Boris: Dwaeji was eliminated in episode one. Nobody should be pretending to be furries now.

*4TH THING*

Eddy: You think this contest is for me to win over Sigita?

Kenny: No, dude, it’s probably for Wyatt. They got a date tonight.

Sigita: Oh, Wyatt, let’s make this date setup perfect!

Wyatt: You got it babez.. 🤣😂😂🤣😂

Rajiv: I’ll get roses!

*4th Thing makes a beautiful table and chairs overlooking the studio on a balcony, perfectly lined up with the sunset.*

Chris: And… 4th Thing is SAFE!

*FEARLESS WARRIORS*

Cece: Ugh, please… This challenge is making me nauseous. Lovebirds, fess up and don’t you dare end up like season 2 Geoff and Bridgette! 

Leopold: It��s me and Francesca! We were going to have a date last night but we moved it to tonight after I hurt my leg. Anyway, let’s get this date up and running!

Fredrick: We knew it was you and someone. I don’t have time for any women. But don’t call me “asexual” since I’m not part of any alphabet mafia. 🍷🍷🗿🗿🗿

Taniyah: Girl, we knew about this since last episode. Plus nobody would wanna get with you 🤭

Charlotte: Francesca, let’s make your date ethereal!

Cece: (to Self) I’ve seen these couples before. If I wanna win, I just gotta get one of them off, the other one will just be weak until they get eliminated. Easy peasy! I have a plan, but sadly it involves Fredrick.

Francesca: Oh, Leo, this date will be perfect!

*Fast forward a few hours, Mighty Wizards have completed the haunted house, its between Ferocious Monsters and Fearless Warriors*

*FEROCIOUS MONSTERS*

Eliza: Well, one of us should confess if we want to actually make use of this place.

Jamil: I should confess… Ines! You’ve been a wonderful companion, may you want to go on the date with me?

Ines: Oh! Uh… sure!

Eliza: (To Ines) That didn’t sound too confident…

Ines: (Back to Eliza) Well for all we know, he could just like me platonically! Plus, he could grow on me…

Jamil: Let’s finish this! Let’s not be last! Again…

Ferocious Monsters: YEAH!

*FEARLESS WARRIORS*

*The team has built a dark wooden table, 2 chairs, and have prepared a wooden wall painted red. The table is lit with a candle*

Taniyah: This table gonna be amazing!

Cece: (To self) This should be easy.

*She “accidentally” trips into thin wall, making it crash onto the table, and it sets on fire*

Fredrick: Oh no!! Our table!! 🤣🤣🤣😂😂 It’s broken!! 🍷🍷🗿🗿

Francesca: It’s okay, Leo. We can still bring some of the set chairs by the river and dine on the pier!

Leopold: Sounds great! As long as your there!

Chris: FEARLESS WARRIORS LOSE! See you at the ceremony tonight!

Eliza: We should still finish this up. Let’s give Jamil & Ines a great date!

(A few hours later, the 2 tables are ready for Wyatt & Sigita, and Jamil & Ines)

Jamil: This is nice.

Ines: Yeah!

(Francesca goes by the dock and sets up the chairs)

Francesca: Alright, Leo had no injuries, so there should be no problem!

(As like last time, time passes by, and Leopold is nowhere to be seen)

Francesca: Ugh, what now? Does he not want to see me? Is he shy? *Francesca walks back to the cabin*

*Francesca walks up to the boys’ side, and hears talking between Leo and Fredrick*

Francesca: I don’t wanna eavesdrop but…

*Francesca listens closely*

Leopold: Yeah man, I’m glad I dodged a bullet Francesca, what an idiot woman!

*The two laugh*

Francesca: *gasps loudly* WHAT?! 

(The two hear her and open the door)

Frederick: Look, it’s that stupid woman🍷🍷🗿🗿

Francesca: LEOPOLD! HOW COULD YOU?! 

*Flash to her, Charlotte, and Taniyah*

Charlotte: Oh my! He just insulted like that?

Taniyah: We should vote him out tonight. Who’s with me?

The three: I!

(Elimination Ceremony. The seven up for elimination are:

Cece, the Popular Girl,

Charlotte, the Stoicist,

Fangxiu, the Flop Icon,

Francesca, the Normal Girl,

Fredrick, the Sigma,

Leopold, the Track Runner and

Taniyah, the Baddie)

Chris: Okay, the seven of you have casted your votes! If I call your name, you will be safe, and you will get a “Golden Chris Award”!

FANGXIU!

Fangxiu: SLAY 😍😍😍

CECE!

Cece: Yes!

TANIYAH!

Taniyah: Yay!

CHARLOTTE!

Charlotte: Phew!

FREDRICK!

Fredrick: Skibidi Rizz Ohio 🍷🗿🗿

Chris: The last two unsafe: the supposed lovebirds now conflicted. The last one safe is…

Fangxiu: WAITTT 😘😘😱😱!! *Jiafei Scream* ITS NOT THEIR DOING! ITS CECE’S!!

Francesca, Leopold & Cece: What?!

Fangxiu: I’LL TELL U 🥰

*Flashback to a bit before the date*

*Cece knocks on boys’ cabin door*

Fredrick: What do you want? 🍷🗿

Cece: Hey… What’s Leopold doing, he looks busy?

Fredrick: He’s getting ready for some date. Why? 🗿

Cece: A date!? But isn’t your entire “sigma” thing about ignoring and belittling women?

Fredrick: Oh. True.. Well… Uh..- 🍷🗿🗿 You know what? I will teach him the true side of women! He seems gullible enough!

Cece: That’s good! Thanks for hating on my gender! Anyway, the reason why I was here is because Francesca was about to set up Leopold. She wasn’t really going to go! Her kindness is a façade!

Fredrick: Really? Lemme tell em. HEY LEO!

Leopold: Yeah?

Fredrick: Francesca was setting you up! She’s not really kind! Cece heard her bragging with her friends that you were being set up! Why don’t the three vote Francesca tonight?

Leopold: Wait… what..? Really?! Ugh.. You know what? I WILL vote her tonight! 

Cece: Great! See you then! *Leaves*

Fredrick: Now you know the true side of women. Men are superior 🍷🗿

Leopold: Yeah man, I’m glad I dodged a bullet Francesca, what an idiot woman!

*The two laugh*

Cece: Oh, it’s easy to manipulate them like that. Bye bye, Leo & Franny!

Fangxiu: *Spying from distance* GASP!! 😰 CECE IS TRICKING THEM? NOT CECE IN HER GASLIGHTING ERA 😍

*Back to present*

Fangxiu: SO TO ANSWER THIS MESS… LEOPOLD ISN’T THE WRONG ONE, AND FRANCESCA ISN’T THE WRONG ONE! ITS… CECE!

Chris: Okay, cute, but I don’t care! Leo got four votes from Cece, Charlotte, Francesca, and Taniyah. Seeya Leo!

Francesca: WAIT!! I’m sorry Leo, I didn’t know the full story.. I can’t believe I got you eliminated!! I’m so sorry… I hope you can forgive me.

Leopold: It’s okay, maybe we can go on a date after the contest?

Francesca: You know it! Just don’t be so gullible next time!

*The two chuckle before…

Will Smith Robot: KEEEEEP. MY WIIIIFE’S. NAAAME. OUUUTCHA. FREEEAKING. MOUUTH!!!

Leopold: *goes flying* AAAAAAILOVEYOU!AHHHHHH!!!

Taniyah: Sorry we got him out girl..

Francesca: It’s okay, you didn’t know any better. Maybe next time I should handle my anger better. And you, Cece! Why did you do that?!

Cece: Cuz this is a game of survival, only the strongest get to move on. If you’re dependent you’ll eventually fall!

Charlotte: Good lord, dear. You know it’s bad when it sounds like something Fredrick would say.

Fredrick: I mean… She’s true.. 🍷🗿

Francesca: And Fangxiu… thank you for giving us this info, even though its too late. 

Fangxiu: SORRY 😔😔😔 I WAS TO BUSY USING MY ROSE TOY-

Chris: And that’s it for the most dramatic episode of Total Drama Movies yet! If you want even more drama, stay tuned because next episode…

*Drumroll*

THE VIEWERS ARE VOTING!!

*Everyone gasps*

Chris: Don’t miss it, it’s this Sunday! Right here, on TOTAL! DRAMA! MOVIES!

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So, 4th episode down! I wanted to have viewer voting on the first episode, but I wanted to set a lot of the characters up before anything. Anyway, stay tuned for tomorrow's episode, Episode 5! Due to viewer voting however, this series will now become weekly. Make sure to like, follow, comment, and show support for the series if you want to see more! See you tomorrow!

[saymecw]

@aesthetiquement​​  ||  these two commit crimes

“Well, I was hired as a thief, they can’t complain if I act like one.” he’s amused that she believes that would stop him- morally, taking candy wasn’t the worst thing that he could do. If anyone’s in need for that talk, many Sully and Henry will be the ones in need for it, given brashly trying to coax everyone into fighting her, or just...whatever Henry did was likely a bit worse. 

His lips quirk up into a smile at her agreement- he’d be willing to split the goods for her trouble, especially since he has his eyes on a couple of different things, not just chocolate. Chocolate is good, though, he’ll give her that. Meisha has good taste and having a Pegasus knight on his side will make escaping all the easier- especially with Gaius’ skills.

“Eh, it’s not too hard to pick up, just follow your instincts when I’ve not given instructions. Though, this sounds like the beginning of a beautiful partnership, Chiffon.” Sugarcubes is a new name, but he’ll take it. “You wanna hit the place up at night? Our chances will be better then, but if you want a challenge? Daylight never hurt anyone.” 

[biotic-boshtet]

Aftermath - Chapter 2

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Chapter 1

Sugar?

Kaidan steps through the door into the medbay, greeted by the smell of antiseptics and the doctor’s warm smile. “You wanted to see me?”

“Yes, I’m having a bit of a problem with our dear Commander, she’s locked herself in her quarters with a migraine, and normally I wouldn’t fuss, but she’s been in there since yesterday, and when I stopped by to check up on her this afternoon, she wouldn’t open the door. As far as I can tell she hasn’t so much has poked her head out that door since she shut it. I did consider calling Jeff down to check on her, but I’d hate to bring him all the way here and have Shepard turn him away. You’re the one best equipped to handle the situation at hand.”

“And you said she’s been in there for 24 hours?” Kaidan knew the stress of the 2 weeks since Virmire was taking its toll on the Commander, and that she’s been working through a migraine, but he’d never seen her down for more than a few hours.

“A little longer than that, really, she stopped by yesterday around noon to tell me she was locking herself in there until the worst of it passed. I believe her exact words were ‘Once my brain stops trying to implode and ooze out of my amp jack’.” Dr. Chakwas grimaced at the description as she repeated it. “I offered her a dose of painkillers, but she waved it off and went on her way.”

“Yeah, ouch, I’ll see if I can’t convince her to at least eat something.”

“Thank you, and good luck.”

-

Thermos of coffee, water bottle, and hot leftovers in hand, Kaidan leans against the wall beside the door as he sends off a message to Shepard. Hopefully, she was awake. Knocking wouldn’t work, the chances of her hearing aids being on were slim. He’d noticed she had the habit of turning them off when things started to overwhelm her. Feels like they’ve been off more than on lately. He breathes a sigh of relief when the indicator light flashes from red to green, and the door hisses open. As the door shuts behind him, it’s clear that she’s turned off every light she possibly could. The emergency lighting along the floor is still on, though he’s sure she considered cracking into the electrical panel to deal with them.

Walking further into the dark room, he almost believes she isn’t there. Almost. He spots her curled up with a pillow over her head as he pulls a chair up to the side of the bed. Her field feels different without her amp in, softer around the edges, but it still vibrant enough to pop and fizzle against his own. As he sits down and sets the food and drinks on the end table, Shepard moves her pillow to squint at him. He tries not to let his eyes linger on her bare arms or the near meter of hair spread across the mattress.

“Doc told me it was a nasty one.” Kaidan signs, “So I came with coffee. Pretty sure it’s strong enough to give a Krogan heart palpitations, so it should help.”

She pulls herself up to sit against the headboard. She looked like hell. “Sugar?”

“Plenty, don’t worry.” He uncaps the thermos and passes it into her waiting hands. As she takes a sip, her eyes slide closed and Kaidan swears he’s never seen such a blissful look on her face. He lets her enjoy the coffee for a moment before catching her attention again. “If you’re feeling up to it, I’ve got some leftovers too. If you don’t eat soon, I think Chakwas might break down your door and sit on you until you do. Or worse, drag you to the medbay.”

Shepard almost reluctantly sets the coffee down, reaching for the container as Kaidan snaps open the lid and sticks a fork in the steaming spaghetti. The second she takes a bite it’s like a switch flips and the second and third bites follow soon after. Half the container is gone before she pauses to take another drink of coffee and glances up at Kaidan. “I know this is just leftovers, but fuck, it tastes so good I could kiss you.”

Kaidan laughs as his cheeks redden, and he brings up his omnitool to check some emails while she finishes her food. He needs to distract himself from the fact that he wants her to kiss him. He makes sure to send one off to Chakwas, reassuring her that he’s gotten Shepard eating and at least caffeinated. He moves the bottle of water closer to the coffee, waving his hand next to it catch her attention and let her know its there.

“So. Ears are on now, by the way, don’t worry about signing. I had an idea, to boost morale. I can’t be the only person on this ship cracking under the stress, so I’m gonna see if I can’t work out some kind of sparring match in the cargo bay. Prizes and stuff, plus something extra for the first crewmate who can get me down on the mat.”

“Yeah? You sure anybody’ll go for it?” He spoke softly, the way she kept her eyes half closed told him the pain was still very much there.

“Oh, you know, I’ve overheard a conversation or two, some of the other marines are totally sure they can take me, just, without the biotics. Remember, some of these jarheads have never actually seen me in the field.”

“Yeah, or they’d never dream of going toe-to-toe with you. What’s your grand prize?”

“Probably some credits and a few pistol mods? I don’t know for sure yet.”

“I think it’s a great idea, help everybody loosen up a bit.” He checks the time; he drew the short straw for the watch in the CIC. “Alright, I’ve got my watch coming up soon, so I’ll get out of your hair. Go check in with Chakwas if you can brave the lights out there.”

“I’ll try.”

Kaidan makes it halfway to the door before he remembers the chocolate bar in his pocket. The good chocolate. Not impossible to get ahold of in space, but also not high on any Alliance requisition lists. He walks back to the bed, partially melted chocolate in hand.

“I forgot about this. A good bar of chocolate almost always helps a migraine.”

She looks reverently at the chocolate, hand outstretched, but not grabbing it. “Are you sure? This is definitely not on any of our supply lists.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ve got a few more stashed away, don’t worry about it.” He presses the bar into her hand, closing her fingers around it. He’s halfway out the door when she speaks again.

“Kaidan? Thank you.”

“Anytime.”

-

Kaidan watches what has to be at least 2/3 of the crew milling around the cargo bay, navy and marines, humans and aliens, all chatting and joking around. He’d picked a good spot, back near a wall, next to Joker. Near the center of the bay, he hears a thud as the Commander puts another marine on the mat. She offered up a prize of 300 credits and a few choice pistol mods to the first person who could get her on the mat, no biotics, no tech, just good old fashioned hand-to-hand. At least Shepard’s got the decency to help them up off the mat after she kicks their asses. Still, even after half a dozen crewmates beat, there’s still plenty looking to try their luck at beating Commander Shepard. She doesn’t even look like she’s broken a sweat.

Kaidan fiddles with his omnitool, pretending he isn’t interested in the match. Another marine hits the mat, and his eyes flick up watch Shepard help Fredricks up onto his feet, and this time she looks right at him, a mischievous glint in intense brown eyes.

“You up for a challenge, Alenko?” Her voice carries clearly over the chatter and general noise of the cargo bay.

Kaidan knows he’s got the look of a deer caught in headlights but recovers gracefully enough. “Oh, no, Commander, I’m content just watching you take out every other marine on board.”

“What, are you scared you’ll beat your CO? Don’t worry, you won’t.”

Joker leans over, with a hand up to his mouth for an especially dramatic stage whisper. “You know if you walk away the crew will never let you live it down. Neither will Norah Jean. She’ll be bringing it up for at least the next 10 years. Believe me.”

Kaidan looks between Joker and Shepard, who’s still standing on the mat, hands on her hips and already looking like she’s won. Then he sighs and wades through the onlookers. Once in the ring he looks down at her. “You know, you’re a real pain in the ass, right?”

“I try.”

Kaidan makes his way to the table set up a few feet from the edge of the mat and makes a show of taking off his uniform shirt, then unplugging his amp, setting both on the table beside hers. Slowly they begin to circle each other.

“Think you can beat me?”

“Shepard, I have no illusions of how this is going to end. I watched you bring Fredricks down in 6 moves. He’s twice your size. My chances aren’t looking good here.” He throws a jab at her left side, testing her reflexes, and she blocks it easily.

They trade blows, trying to whittle each other down, and Adams is clearly about to call it in a draw when Kaidan lunges forward. Then the cargo bay blurs and his back slams onto the mat, knocking the wind right out of his lungs. Shepard is beaming above him. She offers a hand to help him haul himself up, and he moves for his discarded shirt and amp.

“Uh, yeah, Shepard, remind me not to get in your way.”

She pats his shoulder and gives him a thumbs up as she drinks her water.

[angst-art-writing]

Last Straw- Sinners and Saints (5)

TW: torture, creepiness. Body horror.

Inside a stolen car from one of their neighbors, Artemis and Jair sat in their seats, Artemis silent. By now, the adrenaline was wearing off and she started to feel the stinging burns she had gotten.

The sirens faded away as Jair sped off from their neighborhood, heading to the Reaper's base. With every turn that led them closer, claws dug further into her insides and twisted them around. Her hands were shaking, so she sat on them. But her whole body ended up shaking.

"I'm sorry," Jair mumbled. "I'm sorry."

Sure you are.

"I woke up and you were gone and.."

"You got mad?" Artemis didn't face him, just kept her eyes forward and her face blank. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her father nod. "Mmm." She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. "So what're we going to do about a new house? We just- left. What’s going to happen?”

He didn't answer her question. Instead, he said, "So.. Really, this is all your fault."

"My fault? How?" That made her look at him, one eyebrow raising slowly. His eyebrows were knitted together and he glared at the road. "I didn't-"

"You left," he grumbled. He glanced at her sideways. "If you had stayed in you room I wouldn't have gotten mad and-"

She blocked out the rest of whatever came out of his mouth. This was normal, she should be used to it at this point. Spinning things and twisting them to blame her. Though, maybe he was right.. Part of her did feel responsible. She just didn't want to believe anything he said.

Artemis huffed and turned to stare out the window. She stared at the blurred shapes instead of her reflection.

Soon, they reached the Reapers base. They drove up to the wide, tall, white building. The white alone was enough to make Artemis feel sick to her stomach. The fence opened for them and the car drove through, parking close to it. Artemis hesitated before getting out of the car and shutting the door beyond her.

She immediately turned and went through the doors on her own before Jair said anything else. A clean, chemical sense welcomed her. It made her dizzy. Or perhaps, was that just the fear building up in her. Or the fact that the burns hurt worse than ever now.

She knew exactly where to go. Her room. She went through, her eyes passing over the glances other Reaper's gave her. A few said things to her, but she just pretended not to hear them and walked faster down the hall.

After a few flights of stairs, she reached the door to her room. She opened it and slipped inside, her footsteps feeling heavy. It was a small room- White walls, white floors like everything else here. But her room didn't even contain a bed, just a tattered blanket she had been rewarded after winning a battle in the arena. Besides that, nothing.

She shut the door and sat down, tilting her head back against the wall as she just tried to take deep breaths. Each exhale was a chore, her lungs aching and her throat tightening. The white walls were enough to make her panic, red splashes flashing across her vision.

"Good morning, Artemis."

She jumped and her eyes  opened as she looked over. Vincent had stepped in, the door shutting behind him. His face was calm, and he had a polite smile on his face. For just a moment her dark eyes met his, and gave her the sensation of icicles stabbing her.

"...Morning," Artemis mumbled after a moment's hesitation.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?"

"No."

"Too bad. Explain, Artemis."

She sighed and looked down at her lap. "I.. I was doing my targets and the last one.. The last one was a trap." She fought to keep her voice steady, digging her nails into her palms. "S..He caught me. He got me."

"Why didn't you just kill him?"

"It was hard, I wasn't expecting it. He took me to some apartment and I got away in the morning."

"Do you know why he tried to catch you?" Vincnet's voice was as cool as his eyes. He was like the ripples in soft, soothing waters.

"No, sir.. But his name was Peter Fredrick." She glanced up at him. "That's all I know, I just wanted to get away." Under her hair, she felt her ears heat up and turn a bright red.

"Are you sure?"

She nodded again. He stepped forward, and her heart sank. He went forward, knelt down in front of her and moved the hair away from her ears. She fought away the urge to flinch and he scoffed.

"You're lying," he said calmly. His eyes narrowed and he stood back up, and Artemis stared down at his shoes. "So let's see... Lying," He counted on his fingers. "Stupidly getting caught, and missing curfew." He whistled slowly, shaking his head. "That's a lot, isn’t it?”

Artemis glanced up at him, catching the vein popping in his neck. He still looked calm as ever, though.

Before she even saw it, his boot slammed into her ribs, earning a yelp of pain. She doubled forward slightly and coughed, one hand moving to where he had striked. She closed her eyes for a moment, before his boot slammed into her.

Again, same spot. But this time there was a crunch noise. She lifted her head, looking up at him. His face was dark and his eyes colder, looking down at her like she was nothing more than the dirt he walked on. His voice, however, did not match his face. It was still polite, oddly. Even with the words. "So, you better tell me the truth, or it's gonna be a hell of a lot worse.."

Artemis frowned. "You'll kill them," she muttered quietly.

"Are they a friend or something? Why do you care?"

Because she was nice. She didn't respond, just merely shrugged her shoulders before wrapping her arms around her ribs to try and protect them from any more blows.

Another kick, but this one hitting her nose. Her head snapped back and she yelped, her eyes watering, feeling warm liquid dribble from her nose and down her face. "Who are they, really?" He asked again, his tone more sharp, more deadly sounding.

"I don't know," she said. Part of that was true, at least.

"I want a NAME." He snarled, glaring at her, before kneeling down and seizing a fistful of her hair, yanking her head up painfully. She clenched her jaw, biting back any noise of pain, staring at him through a wavy wall of tears. “Why won't you tell me? You're defending a person you don't even know.”

She didn't answer. She herself didn't have one. With her silence, he suddenly slammed her head into the wall behind her and she yelped, shutting her eyes as pain shot from the back of her head. He let go of her hair and moved his hand to some burnt skin he could see, poking out from the torn and burnt shirt she had.

"Artemis, you're pissing me off," he sang sweetly. He changed so quickly, she could never keep up. She never knew what to expect, she could only expect some type of hurt.

Still, she said no words. She didn't want Paige caught. In fact, she hoped one day- Her team would work to overpower the Reapers. It seemed stupid, but she hoped for it nonetheless.

Fingers dug into her red flesh, and she bit down on her tongue and tried to move away from the hand, but he grabbed her by the hair with his other hand, keeping her there. "I want an answer," he growled slowly, digging his nails in further with each word. "Now."

She bit down further and squeezed her eyes shut, trying not to cry out. She kept telling herself to stay quiet, to not tell him.

"You really want to play this game? Fine."

....

"Paige Neoma-”

Artemis gasped as Vincent let go of her throat and she fell to the floor, shaking.

Three hours. She had endured it for three hours now, three hours of torture. She coughed, tenderly touching her newly bruised throat. Her burns bled now, and Vincent had made sure to cut into those.

He sighed and nudged her head up with his boot. "Now, was that so hard?"

She didn't respond, just closed her eyes. He knelt down by her, and sighed. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into an embrace. Her eyes watered behind her lids, and she remained tense. "No, it wasn't," Vincent answered his own question. He brushed away sweaty hair from her face, before smacking her when she flinched from his hand.

"Sorry," Artemis muttered to him, but in the next second he was gentle again.

"Why do you make me do this?" He sighed. "Usually you're so cooperative, just have some habits to break.."

She opened her eyes a tad, just mumbling sorry again. She wanted to be left alone, to be..Home.

"Ah, well.. We still aren't done yet."

He picked up his bloody knife again, and Artemis stared at it. "But- I told you-"

"Yes. But you still lied, still defied me. You haven't paid for those yet." He wiped the blood off, on her cheek, making sure to slice her face as he did so still. Her stomach dropped, and her eyes watered. She tried to move away, but he held onto her tighter, fingers digging into a wound. She cringed, but didn't stop trying to get away.

He pressed a button on the handle of the knife, and it started to heat up. She struggled still, but Vincent didn't loosen his hold. Soon, the blade was glowing red hot. She continued to struggle, even as he began to carve into her back, carving the letter L. "It's your fault," he muttered to her, voice sweet still. "You did this to yourself, quit struggling.."

She cried out then, no longer able to lock back the sounds of pain, the scent of burning flesh filling her nose.

It was night when Vincent was done., More people had come in, carved more words into her skin and laughed at her while Vincent kept her from moving away. She felt the burning sting of the letters still. The one she hated the most was the word 'Champion' carved into her back. She hated the name, hated when they called her that. And here it was, all of those words marked into her flesh.

The door opened and Vincent stepped in, tossing her a first-aid kit, as well as a rag so she could wipe off her own blood from the walls and floor. Artemis sat up and stared at it, frowning. Before he could leave, she asked, "When are my dad and I getting a new house..?" She wanted to know when she could leave here. How long she would have to wait.

Vincent looked back at her, and he beamed. "This here is your new house."

She felt as if she had been stabbed again. No, this was worse. "What?"

"Your father and I agreed for you to simply live here. This will be your room, all the time. This is your home. How great is that?”

Anger. She felt anger boiling inside her. "Home? This isn't-"

"Oh, but it is. Am I going to have to drill that into your skull, Artemis?" His eyebrow arched and he smiled wider. "So- Where's your home?"

She hesitated. But quickly answered when she saw his hand go for the knife on his belt. "H-Here. It's here.." Her mouth tasted sour with those words.

"Good." He turned again, and then slipped out of her room, and she was left there. She wanted to run, so bad- And now Paige would be in trouble, and it was her fault. Her fault for giving in, as she always had done.

She was exhausted. Tired. Tired of being used, being nothing but a doll for him to control and toy with.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Slashers x Reader(Mostly Chucky and Michael) || Oneshot

Title: Sometimes Its Best Not To Decide //or// She Will Always Unlock The Door

Notes: 

Chucky is in human form here. 

This is a strange ass AU where all the Slashers live in the same time(Including billy and Stu) that caters to my needs to write this shot. 

Plot: 

You want a normal life, but you will always let the dark in. Even if you don't want it. 

Warnings: Swearing, mention of blood? mention of Sawyers?

~~~

It’s been months since I last saw them, so I figured I was okay. I could do this; I could take that last step into a normal life. My final, best chapter.

So, I took the plunge, the risk. I said yes to a nice boy, with glasses who wears a tie at the coffee shop and paid for my drink for me in the morning, and we went out earlier this evening. Everything went great, it was like a fairytale, compared to how the rest of my life has been.

When we nearly kissed is when things went downhill.

As soon as his nose brushed on mine, feather light and not heated at all - nice, -, that’s when the loud, barking knocks on my front door started. 

And I knew immediately who it had to be of course, but I still hoped it was just a really, really enthusiastic salesperson.

At 11 at night.

Of course, I was right initially, and the minute I opened that door all hell broke loose. Michael’s brought in from the rain, getting puddles of blood and water all over my damn floor and Chucky drops him on my perfect cream coloured couch. “What the hell happened to him??” I’m asking, hyper aware that he’s injured but Danial is still standing right there by the kitchen doorway, adorably confused. I round on Chucky, who doesn’t seem as concerned as he should be, seeing the situation. “What do you want??”

“Well, I tried to put him down when I found him but then he threw a fucking handful of mud in my face,” He wipes some of what’s left of the mud, off his face. “And kept trying to come here so I came along.”

“Why??” I wouldn’t have stopped the rude lilt to my tone just then if I could have. He just looks amused, at my anguish though and turns back to the bleeding murderer on my couch, which is turning red. I glance at Danial, fearing his reaction, then turn back pleadingly to Chucky. As if him and Michael leaving now will make things easier at all for my poor, now self-destructing ‘normal life’. “Can’t you just leave? Michael will be fine- Michael you’ll be fine. You always are. Take off the mask and go to Hospital- Chucky. I’m on a date.” I clasp my hands together and try to ignore the pinging guilt in my gut for trying to get rid of them, when I know Michaels in pain. But I told them, I can’t be a part of this anymore! I don’t want it; I don’t want his life!

“Aww, doll, you’re gonna abandon him in a time of need? Here I thought you were the good one.”

“Fuck you!” I am the good one, which is why I don’t want anything to do with this. First it’s Michael and Chucky, then I start getting dreams again, and Jason thinks its okay to come over when he’s lonely, I’ll get phone calls from Billy, and then I’ll have the whole fucking Sawyer clan in my home. As much as it hurts, and has downsides like leaving my friends, I cannot be connected to this anymore. I can’t say it enough! I want a normal life! And they know that! “Get out, get out of my house. And make sure to tell Drayton on your travels that this is not a stowaway home and to stop sending me letters with money, I don’t care how much he can pay me.” I put a hand on Chucky’s back and attempt to push him out of the house. I nearly succeed because he’s letting me by some miracle until he turns out of my clutches and back into the living room. Damnit!

I watch, hopelessly as he plops himself down in an armchair. And turns… to… Danial. “So, you’re the new toy?”

“U-Um, sorry? I-s that Michael Myers? Are you- “

“Charles Lee Ray, nice to meet you. Y/N tell you we’re old buddies?” A devious smirk reaches his lips, and he really is a concerning picture right then. With wild hair and a muddy coat. Oh crap, he’s getting mud on my armchair.  “No, I guess she wouldn’t. Too much of a priss to be connected to me.” A second passes and Chucky raises his eyebrows like he just remembered something. “Oh! Have you heard of Fredrick Krueger? He was on the news some years back, she’s pals with him to-“To stop him from talking, I grab a pillow and viciously hit him in the face with it.

Then I kneel down and put it under Michaels head, carefully. I guess there’s no getting rid of them now, the damage is done.

Danial looks to me, looking horrified myself even compared to his pale face. Quickly, I go towards him and try to explain. “I knew him as a kid, I don’t hurt people Danial- “What else can I say? Its best to be straight to the point and focused then to jabber on. I’ve done this all before.

Slowly, he nods. As if he understands. But he doesn’t look at my face, just the floor and occasionally he glances at either Michael or Chucky. “I think I need to go home, Y/N. I, I’m sorry.”

“No, I am.” I sigh, with a severely heavy heart as he walks past me knelt on the floor by the infamous Michael Myers, and leaves. As soon as the door shuts and the sound of rain is muffled, I turn furiously to Chucky. “You should be sorry, too.”

He levels with me, eyes going dark and smirk twisting into a dangerous grimace. “Look, Y/N, you let us in- “

“You pushed your way in! -“

“Irrelevant. You knew who would be at the door, more or less. You knew it would be one of us at least. You can try to pretend to be Plain Jane all you like, but when the wolf comes knocking on your door, you will always open it for him. Your soul is slate grey, get the fuck over it.”

I can’t agree with that because that life, is not what I want. But I can’t disagree either because the simple fact that Michaels hair between my fingers, as I comfort him mask-less makes me feel warm inside. Comfortable, in the right place.

While I get up and grab the medical kit, Chucky pulls out a cigarette and a lighter and lights up, and Michael shifts on the couch tiredly. “I didn’t come up with the Plain Jane thing, by the way. That was Ghostface boy.”

“So, this has been a topic of conversation??” I ask, sternly, half a decibel from vicious really. He chuckles, and nods, causing me to sigh heavily and start looking for Michael’s wound. Really, it could be anywhere. His outfits ripped up in places and there’s blood everywhere. Probably not all his, but it’s still very confusing.

He blows tobacco smoke into my living room. “Hehe, yep.” I find the wound and clear the area, to start cleaning it. Its on Michaels side, as if someone took a machete Jason style and wacked him right in the side with it. Not too deep, though. He’s just lost a lot of blood. I get a roll of toilet paper and get to work cleaning the area. It smells terrible. I don’t think people talk about the smell, enough. It really is rank. At least for me. So metallic, and totally unbreathable.

Quietly, I excuse my actions to them both. “I just don’t think, that because I love you,” And, by that, I mean all of them. Someone had to in this life and I guess that’s me, despite everything they’ve done. That’s what I tell myself. “That I should be taken away from my life, because of it.”

“But, there’s a part of you that loves it. The chaos and danger. Every good girl does, and yours grows every time one of us contacts you.”

“How dare you be so deep.” I half joke, carefully cleaning closer to the gash so Michael won’t move. When I’m done with that, I throw the tissues indifferently to the floor, where Chucky already tread mud. Its not like it can get any worse. Not wanting to talk about this anymore, I start sewing up Michael, feigning the fact that I need to concentrate. I know Chucky knows that, at this point, I don’t need to concentrate when doing this -I’ve stitched him and the rest up enough times to do it with my eyes closed,- but he grants me a few minutes of silence, thank goodness.

When I finish, I wipe the area quickly, but carefully to get every possibly infected spot with a medical wipe and get up. “Michael, you should be okay in the morning. I mean, I would recommend to anyone but you that you should rest for a few more days, but I know you wont. So, I’m just putting that idea out there at this point.” Wiping blood off my hands and onto my jeans -date jeans!!- I turn tiredly to Chucky who’s just quietly chain smoking away on the chair. “Are you gonna stay tonight? Cuz if you are, you’re taking a shower. You already owe me 15 bucks to get the mud out of that chair.”

“A gracious offer, but I got a hiding place for tonight.” He aims a dirty smirk at me then, hinting at something about his new hiding place that I really don’t want to think too hard about, and then pushes off the chair. He walks on by me, but before he can pass, he stops and turns to me one last time. “Think about what I said, Y/N. You’re lucky you get to live both worlds- even with us crashing into this one too often. If it were up to just Michael or Jason, or even Freddy, and definitely those crazy hick Sawyers, you wouldn’t see normal life again. You’d be kept in a basement, or a coma. Be happy with what you have, because we love you too. But not enough to respect your freedom if you go too far.” He looks down at me carefully through his hair. “Got it?”

Same old threats… “Yeah, I got it.” … But they’re getting closer to being real, I know that. Not all the love and care in the world could change their inability to handle loss without a fight. And if it came to a fight, I would most definitely lose.

A few minutes after he leaves, I check on Michael again and find he’s sleeping peacefully on the couch. If I was honest with myself, I like him there. I like having him around- I like having them all around. A musty old forest zombie isn’t so scary when you come to feel safe with him around, and nightmares aren’t so bad when they include mostly bad puns and dad jokes. Just like a crazy, possibly incestuous, definitely cannibalistic and slightly off the hanger family isn’t unbearable when they leave aside a plate of veggies just for you because they know you won’t eat human.

I love them, and I want them around. And if I was honest with Chucky, I would agree that I couldn’t survive without the splash of danger and extraordinary in my life. But I won’t, because if I do then I’m locked in, but then again if I say it isn’t true then I’m lying to myself. And he might leave and take the rest with him. So, sometimes it’s best not to decide.

Finally, I turn off the light and whisper goodnight to Michael and go to bed.

[nineteenseventeenbarnes00]

It Must Have Been the Wind

Characters: Peter Parker x OC Genre: mini-angst Word Count: 2298 Warning: abuse, mention of drugs

"Yeah, Aunt May, the new apartment is nice," Peter says, his phone wedged between his ear and shoulder, a big cardboard box in his hand.

"Yeah, Mr. Stark said he'll come over later tonight and we'll have dinner together or something," Peter responds after listening to the voice over the phone. He drops the cardboard box on the study table and grabs the phone.

"Ok, Aunt May, love you too," he quickly mumbles before ending the call and plopping himself on the new sofa.

As Peter was about to drift off to sleep, a knock came through his door. Peter let out a small sigh before getting up and opening the door.

"Hello, dear," a lady in her 50s stood at the entrance holding a bowl filled with cookies. She pushed the bowl into his arms, "Welcome to the building."

"Aww, thank you, ma'am," Peter thanks, shyly scratching the back of his neck with one hand and accepting the bowl in his other hand. "My name's Peter Parker."

"And I'm Joanne Roth from downstairs; it's nice to meet you, Peter," Joanne responds, a warm smile on her face.

Before Peter could get another word out of his mouth, the pair could hear footsteps coming up the stairs that were right next to Peter's door.

"Hi, Y/N," Joanne greets the figure that appears. It was a girl Peter's age and although it was the middle of summer, she had a hoodie on.

"Hi, Ms. Roth," the girl greets back with a small smile, but her eyes never make eye contact with either of them. Peter looked at her curiously and his spidey senses told him something was weird about her.

"I better get going," she mumbles before rushing upstairs.

"Oh, sweet girl," Joanne whispers. "Always the timid one."

"Does she live alone?" Peter asks, listening to her open and closing her apartment door above them.

"No, I believe she lives with Fredrick, her boyfriend," Joanne answers. "She moved in roughly three years ago and he moved in last year or so? She hasn't been the same ever since."

"How so?" Peter questioned, curiosity eating him up.

"Oh, look at you, getting to know everyone," Joanne chuckles. "You'll get there soon enough!"

Peter chuckles nervously before thanking her again for the cookies and closing the door behind him. He puts the bowl on the counter and checks the time on his watch.

"5:48?" he groans. "I'm gonna be late."

Peter jogs over to his bathroom window, opening it and right before he jumped out, he swore he could hear muffled sobs coming from the window above his.

"Kid, you're 2 minutes late," Tony comments as he sees Peter swing in one of the windows.

"Sorry, Mr. Stark, there was this lady that came by and-"

"Whoa, hold up, you've been living in that apartment for 2 hours and there's already a lady?" Sam asks, pointing at Peter with a fork and squinting at him.

"No, no, it's not like that," Peter exclaims, waving his arms around.

"Alright, you two, save the bickering for after dinner," Nat adds before either could say anything more. She puts a try full of roast chicken on the table and everyone gathers to the table.

It was roughly 9 PM before he left the tower. Tony had asked him to come to the tower for 'intern duties,' a.k.a training at 7 AM the next day, so by 11 PM, Peter was in bed and ready to go to sleep.

Just as his eyes closed, Peter hears the faint sound of glass shattering from the floor above him. His eyes shoot open and just as he was about to dismiss the sound as an accident, he could roughly hear a voice talking loudly and muffled sobs follow — damn spidey senses for picking the sound up.

Concern floods over him when he realizes where the sound was coming from. He quickly hops out of bed, puts on his slippers and heads upstairs.

Peter stares at the door, rethinking if he should knock or not. Did he react too rashly when he heard the sounds earlier? Right before he decided to turn around and head back downstairs, a loud thump could be heard from behind the door. Peter didn't hesitate this time and knocked on the door.

The difference between being a door apart and a floor apart was that he could hear everything now. He didn't miss the deep voice that let out a string of profanities and footsteps that walked further into the room. He could hear the voice talking to someone else, tell them to see who was at the door.

Another minute and a half later, the door opens and in front of Peter stood Y/N with a jacket on and zipped up. It was like the hoodie she wore earlier; it covered most of her upper torso. The first thing he noticed was that she barely looked in his eyes.

"Uhhhh, hey, Y/N," Peter greets, trying to get a peek of the inside of her apartment.

"How do you know my name?" Y/N mumbles, slightly closing the door and only having her head sticking out.

"I heard Joanne mention you earlier today," Peter admits. Y/N slightly lifts her head and makes 2 seconds of eye contact before looking away again and nods at his explanation. "My name's Peter."

"Can I help you, Peter?"

"Um, yes," Peter stutters. "I, uh, just wanted to check on you, I heard some glass shattering and crying from up here."

Peter noticed how Y/N visibly stiffened a bit before looking into Peter's eyes again and an awkward smile made its way to her face.

"Thanks for caring, Peter, it's nice of you to come check up on me," she begins. "I was just about to go to bed, so I'm not too sure what those sounds were."

"I have to go back in," she quickly adds when a faint pair of footsteps could be heard walking towards the door.

"But I-"

"It's an old building, it must've been some pests in the building or something," she assures Peter. "Or it must have been the wind."

And with that, she bids him goodbye and closes the door, and Peter is once again where he was several minutes ago, staring at their door.

Peter lets out a big sigh before walking back downstairs.

It was almost midnight now, and Peter was lying on the cool concrete floor of his apartment. Man, it was summer, but he still couldn't figure out why she had been wearing clothes meant for cooler days.

He couldn't shake off the bad feeling he had, but sleep eventually took over him and he drifted off to sleep.

Peter got up at 6 AM the next day to prepare to go to Stark Industries. At exactly 6:45, as he was ready to swing out the window, he picked up the sound of someone crying. It didn't take his sharp senses to hear it; he stuck his head out the bathroom window and looked up. He figured the placements for all the units should match, which means right above him was Y/N's bathroom.

"Hey, Y/N, don't forget to pick up some rock candy on your way back. I'll let Josh know," he heard a voice say.

"B-But Fred, we'll be blowing this week's rent and-"

"Shut it," the voice hissed, cutting her off, "We'll figure it out."

"Kid, what's up?" Tony asks Peter who he's noticed spacing out all day.

"Mr. Stark, if you knew something bad was happening, would you stop them?" Peter finally lets out after pondering for a few hours.

"I mean, we are superheroes, isn't that in our job description?" Tony responds, taking his sunglasses off.

"I mean, I guess," Peter mumbles. "But what if it was something Peter Parker knows, not what Spider-man knows?"

"Well, as a citizen, you gotta do the right thing without letting others know about your secret, right?"

Instead of swinging home, Peter decided to walk back. He wanted some time to think about what he could do for Y/N without intruding too much - and right as he turned around the corner, he could see Y/N into the apartment entrance with a bag of groceries.

"Hey," Peter calls out, tapping Y/N on the shoulder. Y/N, in a panic, drops everything she was holding and flinches away.

"Whoa, easy," Peter exclaims, putting both of his hands up to show her he wasn't trying to hurt her.

"Jesus," Y/N grunts when she realizes who it was. Peter could see tears form in her eyes as she bent down to pick the things she dropped up.

"I-I didn't mean to startle you," Peter stammers, bending down to help her pick her stuff up. He looked over to her hunched figure and noticed a small clear bag that had a crystal or two in it in the pocket of her sweater but decided not to say anything.

"It's ok, sorry for freaking out," Y/N responds.

"Let me help you with that," Peter offers, grabbing one of the messily packaged bags from her hand and they both start making their way upstairs.

"Hi Joanne," Peter greets as they both pass by the same woman from yesterday. She gives them both a tight smile before hurrying back into her unit.

"Thank you," Y/N says as they arrive outside her apartment unit, grabbing the bag Peter was holding.

"Anytime, Y/N," he responds and quickly adds before she could close the door behind her, "If you ever need to talk to someone, I'm here."

The next couple of days, Peter would make sure to get back to the apartment the same time every day to make sure he gets to walk upstairs with Y/N. On the third day, Peter started to panic when she outside the building at precisely 5:45, making her way upstairs.

As Peter headed up the stairs, he was a tall figure walking down the stairs. Without any introductions, he knew it was Fredrick. There was just something about his aura that was unsettling. Peter could finally put a face to his voice.

The last few nights had been relatively quiet; there wasn't any glass shattering or crying, but the moment Peter walked his apartment that afternoon, he could hear the loud sobbing drifting through his open bathroom door.

His heart broke the moment he heard the sound - he had a talk with Steve about situations like this yesterday and was advised not to push or confront victims because they may get defensive or retreat into their shell.

With a big sigh, Peter sits by the window still for a bit, listening to the sobs. Deep inside, he hoped she knew that someone knew she was suffering.

The next day, at the same time, he gets excited when he sees Y/N in her usual not-so-summer getup walking back to the apartment. As he catches up to her, his eyes widen in shock as he sees the big plaster right across her forehead and some minor discoloration on her cheek.

"Y/N, what happened?" Peter asks, a hint of rage in his voice.

"Oh," Y/N awkwardly chuckled. "I wasn't paying attention when I opened the bathroom cabinet and it hit me in the face."

He knew what happened even if she didn't tell him the truth.

The two awkwardly make their way upstairs and right before Y/N disappeared into her unit, Peter calls out her name.

"Yes?" she asks, glancing into his eyes and looking away after a bit.

"If you ever wanna just chill or something, you can always come over to mine."

"Thank you, Peter," she smiles, an actual genuine smile he reckons as it was different from all the other encounters they've had.

Later that evening, Peter could hear Fredrick leaving the unit. It was 7 PM, he did that every few nights and wouldn't be back until early the next morning.

When Peter was sure Fredrick had left, Peter sat by the window still, waiting for Y/N to prepare for bed, the usual routine she had. It wasn’t hard to pick up stuff when you have heightened senses. 

As he heard the taps upstairs running, he quickly got his phone out and took a deep breath.

"Here goes nothing," he mutters before leaving his phone on the still and pressing play. Lean on Me by Bill Withers start to play and he knows she can hear it.

Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on For it won't be long 'Til I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on

You just call on me brother, when you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem that you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on

Just before midnight, as Peter was preparing for bed, a faint knock came through his door. Peter sits up in surprise; it takes him a second before he jogs over to the door and opens it.

Peter's eyes widen in shock as Y/N's figure stood outside his apartment door in short sleeves, very different from her usual attire, hands holding a box of pizza from Domino's. He could see the faint scars and bruises on her arms.

"Hey, Peter," she greets, a small smile on her face. "I wanted to take up your offer from earlier and was wondering if you're busy? Do you feel like a movie and pizza? I know it's late but-"

"Sounds perfect," Peter answers her and opens his door to let her in.

He watches her figure settle on his sofa and thought, 'We can talk about the noise when you're ready, but 'til then I'll say, "It must have been the wind."'

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a/n i absolutely love alec benjamin’s song. this story went better in my head, i think i missed or might have written a few important points wrong but i’m glad i got to put this story into words!

[nineteenseventeenbarnes]

It Must Have Been the Wind

Characters: Peter Parker x OC Genre: mini-angst Word Count: 2306 Warning: abuse, mention of drugs

"Hey, Aunt May, the new apartment is nice," Peter says, his phone wedged between his ear and shoulder, a big cardboard box between his hands.

"Yeah, Mr. Stark said he'll come over later tonight and we'll have dinner together or something," Peter responds after listening to the voice over the phone talk. He drops the cardboard box on the study table and takes hold of his phone.

"Ok, Aunt May, love you too," he quickly mumbles before ending the call and plopping himself on the new sofa and going through his phone.

As Peter was about to get up to head out, a knock came through his door. Peter let out a small sigh before getting up and opening the door.

"Hello, dear," a lady in her 50s stood at the entrance holding a bowl filled with cookies. She pushed the bowl into his hands, "Welcome to the building."

"Aww, thank you, ma'am," Peter thanks, shyly scratching the back of his neck with one hand and accepting the bowl in his other hand. "My name's Peter Parker."

"And I'm Joanne Roth from downstairs; it's nice to meet you, Peter," Joanne responds, a warm smile on her face.

Before Peter could get another word out of his mouth, the pair could hear footsteps coming up the stairs that were right next to Peter's door.

"Hi, Y/N," Joanne greets the figure that appears. It was a girl Peter's age and although it was the middle of summer, she had a hoodie on.

"Hi, Ms. Roth," the girl greets back with a small smile, but her eyes never make eye contact with either of them. Peter watched at her curiously and his spidey senses told him something felt off about her.

"I better get going," Y/N mumbles, feeling Peter's intimidating gaze on her before rushing upstairs.

"Oh, sweet girl," Joanne whispers. "Always the timid one."

"Does she live alone?" Peter asks, listening to her open and closing her apartment door above them.

"No, I believe she lives with Fredrick, her boyfriend," Joanne answers. "She moved in roughly three years ago and he moved in last year or so? She hasn't been the same ever since."

"How so?" Peter questioned, curiosity eating him up.

"Oh, look at you, getting to know everyone," Joanne chuckles. "You'll get there soon enough!"

Peter chuckles nervously before thanking her again for the cookies and closing the door behind him. He puts the bowl on the counter and checks the time on his watch.

"5:48?" he groans. "I'm gonna be late."

Peter jogs over to his bathroom window, opening it and right before he jumped out, he swore he could hear muffled sobs coming from the window above his.

"Kid, you're 2 minutes late," Tony comments as he sees Peter swing in one of the windows.

"Sorry, Mr. Stark, there was this lady that came by and-"

"Whoa, hold up, you've been living in that apartment for 2 hours and there's already a lady?" Sam asks, pointing at Peter with a fork and squinting at him.

"No, no, it's not like that," Peter exclaims, waving his arms around.

"Alright, you two, save the bickering for after dinner," Nat adds before either could say anything more. She puts a tray of roast chicken on the table and everyone gathers.

It was roughly 9 PM before he left the tower. Tony had asked him to come to the tower for 'intern duties,' a.k.a training at 7 AM the next day, so by 11 PM, Peter was in bed and ready to go to sleep.

Just as his eyes closed, Peter hears the faint sound of glass shattering from the floor above him. His eyes shot open and he was about to dismiss the sound as an accident, but he could hear the muffled voice talking loudly and sobs following — damn spidey senses for picking the sound up.

Concern floods over him when he realizes the sound was coming from upstairs. He quickly hops out of bed, put his slippers on and leaves his apartment.

Peter stares at the door for a solid minute, wondering if he should knock or not. Did he overreact when he heard the sounds earlier? 

Right before he decided to turn around and head back downstairs, a loud thump could be heard from behind the door. Peter didn't hesitate this time and knocked on the door.

The difference between being a door apart and a floor apart was that he could hear everything now. He didn't miss the deep voice that let out a string of profanities followed by footsteps that walked further into the unit. He heard the voice talking to someone else, telling them to see who was at the door.

Another minute and a half later, the door opens and in front of Peter stood Y/N with a jacket on and zipped up. It was like the hoodie she wore earlier; it covered most of her upper torso. The first thing he noticed was that she barely looked in his eyes.

"Uhhhh, hey, Y/N," Peter greets, trying to get a peek of the inside of her apartment.

"How do you know my name?" Y/N mumbles, slightly closing the door and only having her head sticking out.

"I heard Joanne mention you earlier today," Peter admits. Y/N slightly lifts her head and makes 2 seconds of eye contact before looking away again and nods at his explanation. "My name's Peter."

"Can I help you, Peter?"

"Um, yes," Peter stutters. "I, uh, just wanted to check on you, I heard some glass shattering and crying from up here."

Peter noticed how Y/N visibly stiffened a bit before looking into Peter's eyes again and an awkward smile made its way to her face.

"Thanks for caring, Peter, it's nice of you to come check up on me," she begins. "I was just about to go to bed, so I'm not too sure what those sounds were."

"I have to go back in," she quickly adds when a faint pair of footsteps could be heard walking towards the door.

"But I-"

"It's an old building, it must've been some pests in the building or something," she assures Peter. "Or it must have been the wind."

And with that, she bids him goodbye and closes the door, and Peter is once again where he was several minutes ago, staring at their door.

Peter lets out a big sigh before walking back downstairs.

It was almost midnight now, and Peter was lying on the cool concrete floor of his apartment. Man, it was summer, but he still couldn't figure out why she had been wearing clothes meant for cooler days.

He couldn't shake off the bad feeling he had, but sleep eventually took over him and he drifted off to sleep.

Peter got up at 6 AM the next day to get ready for training. At exactly 6:45, as he was ready to swing out the window, he picked up the sound of someone crying. It didn't take his sharp senses to hear it; he stuck his head out the bathroom window and looked up. He figured the placements for all the units should match, which means right above him was Y/N's bathroom.

"Hey, Y/N, don't forget to pick up some rock candy on your way back. I'll let Josh know," he heard a voice say.

"B-But Fred, we'll be blowing this week's rent and-"

"Shut it," the voice hissed, cutting her off, "We'll figure it out."

"Kid, what's up?" Tony asks Peter who he's noticed spacing out all day.

"Mr. Stark, if you knew something bad was happening, would you stop them?" Peter finally lets out after pondering for a few hours.

"I mean, we are superheroes, isn't that in our job description?" Tony responds, taking his sunglasses off.

"I mean, I guess," Peter mumbles. "But what if it was something Peter Parker knows, not what Spider-man knows?"

"Well, as a citizen, you gotta do the right thing without letting others know about your secret, right?"

Instead of swinging home, Peter decided to walk back. He wanted some time to think about what he could do for Y/N without intruding too much - and right as he turned around the corner, he could see Y/N into the apartment entrance with a bag of groceries.

"Hey," Peter calls out, tapping Y/N on the shoulder. Y/N, in a panic, drops everything she was holding and flinches away.

"Whoa, easy," Peter exclaims, putting both of his hands up to show her he wasn't trying to hurt her.

"Jesus," Y/N grunts when she realizes who it was. Peter could see tears form in her eyes as she bent down to pick the things she dropped up.

"I-I didn't mean to startle you," Peter stammers, bending down to help her pick her stuff up. He looked over to her hunched figure and noticed a small clear bag that had a crystal or two in it in the pocket of her sweater but decided not to say anything.

"It's ok, sorry for freaking out," Y/N responds.

"Let me help you with that," Peter offers, grabbing one of the messily packaged bags from her hand and they both start making their way upstairs.

"Hi Joanne," Peter greets as they both pass by the same woman from yesterday. She gives them both a tight smile before hurrying back into her unit.

"Thank you," Y/N says as they arrive outside her apartment unit, grabbing the bag Peter was holding.

"Anytime, Y/N," he responds and quickly adds before she could close the door behind her, "If you ever need to talk to someone, I'm here."

The next couple of days, Peter would get back to the apartment the same time every day to make sure he gets to walk upstairs with Y/N. On the third day, Peter panics when she wasn't outside the building at precisely 5:45, making her way upstairs.

As Peter headed up the stairs, a tall figure was walking down the stairs. Without any introductions, Peter could tell this person was probably Fredrick. Peter could finally put a face to his voice. There was just something about his aura that was unsettling. 

The last few nights had been relatively quiet; there wasn't any glass shattering or crying, but the moment Peter walked his apartment that afternoon, he could hear the loud sobbing drifting through his open bathroom door.

His heart broke the moment he heard the sound - he had a talk with Steve about situations like this yesterday and was advised not to push or confront victims because they may get defensive or retreat into their shell.

With a big sigh, Peter sits by the window still for a bit, listening to the sobs. Deep inside, he hoped she knew that someone knew she was suffering.

The next day, at the same time, he gets excited when he sees Y/N in her usual not-so-summer getup walking back to the apartment. As he catches up to her, his eyes widen in shock as he sees the big plaster right across her forehead and some minor discoloration on her cheek.

"Y/N, what happened?" Peter asks, a hint of rage in his voice.

"Oh," Y/N awkwardly chuckled. "I wasn't paying attention when I opened the bathroom cabinet and it hit me in the face."

He knew what happened even if she didn't tell him the truth. The two awkwardly make their way upstairs and right before Y/N disappeared into her unit, Peter calls out her name.

"Yes?" she asks, glancing into his eyes and looking away after a bit.

"If you ever wanna just chill or something, you can always come over to mine."

"Thank you, Peter," she smiles, an actual genuine smile he reckons as it was different from all the other encounters they've had.

Later that evening, Peter could hear Fredrick leaving the unit. It was 7 PM, he did that every few nights and wouldn't be back until early the next morning.

When Peter was sure Fredrick had left, Peter sat by the window still, waiting for Y/N to prepare for bed, the usual routine she had. It wasn't hard to pick up stuff when you have heightened senses. 

As he heard the taps upstairs running, he quickly got his phone out and took a deep breath.

"Here goes nothing," he mutters before leaving his phone on the still and pressing play. Lean on Me by Bill Withers start to play and he knows she can hear it.

Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on For it won't be long 'Til I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on You just call on me brother, when you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem that you'll understand We all need somebody to lean on

Just before midnight, as Peter was preparing for bed, a faint knock came through his door. Peter sits up in surprise; it takes him a second before he jogs over to the door and opens it.

Peter's eyes widen in shock as Y/N's figure stood outside his apartment door in short sleeves, very different from her usual attire, hands holding a box of pizza from Domino's. He could see the faint scars and bruises on her arms.

"Hey, Peter," she greets, a small smile on her face. "I wanted to take up your offer from earlier and was wondering if you're busy? Do you feel like a movie and pizza? I know it's late but-"

"Sounds perfect," Peter answers her and opens his door to let her in. He watches her figure settle on his sofa and thought, 'We can talk about the noise when you're ready, but 'til then I'll say, "It must have been the wind."'

[primitivejunketer]

I Want To Tell You- A George Harrison FanFiction

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3

Chapter 4- It’s Been A Long Long Time

Fic Summary: George and Rosemarie have been next door neighbors their entire lives. As they grow older, feelings grow stronger. Will they fall in love or fall apart? angst/fluff/slow burn

Chapter Summary: Cuteness! George and Rose face conflict in their school years and feelings begin to erupt.

Word Count: 1818

Rating: T

Warnings: explicit language

Note from the author: This is the chapter that really got me excited for this fic, I hope everyone enjoys!

Listen while you read xx

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February 9, 1954

George laid on his bed, listening to the classical Indian music his mother was playing on the record player downstairs. 

A knock came from the already opened door, "Can I come in mate?" His older brother, Peter, asked. 

"Yeh." 

"You alright?" Peter asked. 

"I just don't wanna go. I don't see why it matters anyway." George answered stoutly. 

"We all went, it's like a right of passage. It's traditional." 

"It's stupid, Rose is staying at public school and I'm sure she'll be just fine." George scoffed, jealous of his best friend. 

"G, will you at least try not to be so bitter about it? Mum and dad just want what's best for you, and I'm sure you'll get on in no time," he said. 

"I guess." George sighed, picking up the guitar. 

"Chin up, mate." Pete said, patting George on the shoulder before leaving his room.

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June 11, 1954

"So, your birthday is next week, anything special you want?" George asked with a grin. 

"You already know what I want." Rose snarked back. 

The two met at the park near their house for some peace and quiet. Lately this seemed to be a weekly affair to blow off steam when their families became too much. 

"Rosie, something I can actually give you." George pleaded. 

"You can actually give me this!" Rose mocked. 

"You know I can't." 

"I just don't know what I'm gonna do without you." Rosemarie sighed. 

George opened his arms for a hug, just as Rose leaned into the embrace they heard a voice from behind. 

"Awww, saying bye to your boyfriend, Rosie Posie?" A boy from their school, Fred, that had tormented the two for years arrived with two other boys. 

"Grow up, Fredrick." Rose said, annoyed. 

"I mean, it's obvious, match made in hell for two freaks." Another boy from the group teased. 

"Hey boys, why don't you fuck off and give me a minute with my girl." George spat, his arm still wrapped around Rose. 

This was the first time George had ever referred to Rose in a romantic manner. She could feel the color coming to her cheeks. 

"Come on George, lets just go." Rose attempted to walk away to avoid further confrontation, but was stopped by Fred's voice, "yeah you should, slag." 

Rose turned with her hand raised, but George beat her to it. 

"You bastard!" He shouted, landing a blow on Fred's cheek. The two began to brawl. As the other boys jumped in, Rose fought, too. She kicked and bit and even pulled hair. 

"You bloody wanker don't hurt him!" She screamed. 

To their demise, a nearby police office saw the fight.

He separated the children and attempted some poor form of conflict resolution. 

"Get on out of here or I'll get your parents involved, aye!" The police officer shooed the kids away, the two opposing forces in opposite directions.

The boys ran from the park the moment they were free, but George and Rose lingered. 

"What's on with you two then?" The officer prodded. 

"Nothin sir, we were just sitting in the park." George answered. 

Rose stayed silent. She watched her shoes, occasionally peeking up and George's bruised face and messy hair from the corner of her eye.

Why would he tell them I was his girl? Thoughts raced through her mind as she avoided confrontation with the officer-and George. 

The two were released and began their journey home. 

"We really told those tossers, huh Rosie?" George scoffed, kicking a pebble into the street.

"Yeh, told 'em," Rose muttered, still looking down. Her eyes shot to George, just for a quick glance to try and read him. 

George stopped in the center of the pavement. Rose stopped and turned around to face him, "You coming?" She asked. 

His thick brows furrowed in the middle of his forehead. Rose's eyes met his, but she focused on every part of his face. The red and purple bruise on his right cheekbone, his warm brown eyes staring into hers, the little gash on his lip, already scabbed over. The two sat frozen, staring at one another. 

"Rose? Rosemarie? Hello?" George waved his hand in front of Rose's face, snapping her out of the daze she was in. 

"Huh?" Her eyes met George's again, this time she felt a warm feeling in her stomach. Something she never felt before. 

George laughed at the girl, assuming she was out of it from the fight, "Let's go, Winthrop." George laughed, linking his arm with hers. 

Rose's heart skipped a beat simply at the soft touch upon her arm.

George mindlessly trotted along the pavement, Rosie on his arm. 

"Hey, George?" Rose cleared her throat. 

"Yes, love?" George responded. 

She was struck with the feeling again as the word "love" left his lips. He's called her that before, but it was different this time. 

"Why'd you tell Freddy and the others that I was your girl?" She couldn't meet his eyes as she asked the question, afraid of the answer. 

George laughed, "y'know how they are, Rosie," he nudged her arm, "those buggers have bothered us for years, I was just playing into their game, wanted one last brawl with the boys." 

"Oh, yeah." Rose mustered up a fake laugh. She thought George might have meant it. Maybe he did like her. Maybe it was more than this. 

"You did great, by the way." He smiled, squeezing Rose's arm that was still interlocked with his. 

"Ah, it's nothin' really, you got the worst," She laughed, motioning at the bruises on the boy's face. 

The two walked through town, arms linked together until they reached a record store. "Wanna go in?" George asked Rose. She nodded excitedly. 

The two browsed through albums and singles, pointing out occasionally pieces they liked. After a while, the two were separated and just looked in silence, fixed on every piece of music they touched. 

Rose ran her fingers over the thick card stock outlining the vinyls inside. Her small fingers traced over a particular section until she found the one she was looking for. She gasped, "George come here!" She called across the shop. 

He made his way over to her at the turntable where she gently placed the needle into the groove of the record. 

Rose jittered with excitement as the soft trumpet echoed throughout the shop. She held her hand over her heart and sighed, gently swaying back and forth. 

George sat, confused, watching the girl dance alone. 

"It's my parents' song." She smiled at him, putting her hand out for him to dance. 

He took her hand and the two goofily spun around the store, Rose singing along to the lyrics of the song. 

"You'll never know how many dreams I've dreamed about you," she hummed, hands interlocked with George's dancing in a swing style that didn't at all go with the song. Lost in their own world, it's almost as if she was singing directly to George, "or just how empty they all seemed without you." The boy smiled at her and his eyes met hers. 

He studied her face, the pink scrape on her chin, dirt lightly smudged across her nose. The world slowed down and he watched her dance in slow motion. A light fluttering filled his stomach, something he'd only felt once before. The moment he called Rosemarie his girl. 

The duo was lost in their own world of George and Rosemarie. No one else existed to them. They danced, George spun Rose and then CRASH. 

The young girl fell over a stack of records, sending attention to the two children. 

The shop owner stomped over, faced by two children covered in dirt and bruises. A scowl grew on his face as a thin, bony finger rose and pointed at the door. 

George and Rose scrambled themselves together and ran outside, running for a few blocks before stopping. 

They finally turned a corner and stopped to catch a breath. They giggled together, falling onto the ground. 

"What just happened?!" Rose laughed, still out of breath. 

"We've just got a knack for trouble today," George giggled back. 

They continued their walk home, talking and laughing, arms linked together. 

They went to the Harrison's first. Being that George is the youngest child, his parents were less likely to get too worried over the fight incident. 

But that didn't change the fact that a mother will be a mother. "What happened to you two?!" Louise almost shrieked, cupping the children's faces in her hands. 

"We got in a fight, mum." George grinned up at his mother. 

"Please don't tell my mother." Rose whispered in fear of her poor mother finding out she fought with boys. 

"I'm sorry, darling, but I won't hide this from your mum." Louise dug in the cabinets for the first aid kit with one hand and grabbed the phone from the wall with the other. Within minutes of the phone call ending, Amelia and Thomas were already at the door. 

"Ugh! I'm fine mum!" Rose groaned as her mother held her face, examining every inch.

"Oh you could have been so hurt," she cried, holding her daughter's head to her breast. 

"Mum!" Rose groaned. 

"Who did this? Why'd they do this?!" Amelia asked assertively, holding Rose's shoulders. 

"Mum, it's fine. It was just some boys from school." Rose sighed and made a wide eyed face at George which he returned with a grin. 

"Louise, we should speak to their mothers, what are their names?" Amelia asked the children. 

"Oh, no ma'am, it's alright," George started, "I handled it already." He stood up and poked out his chest, trying to make himself look strong and taller. 

"Excuse me, we handled it!" Rose replies with sass. 

Amelia and Louise eyed one another knowingly. 

Louise walked into the kitchen and flashed Amelia a look to follow her, they left the children alone in the dining room. 

"What happened between then today?" Louise asked in a hushed voice. 

"I've no idea but our dreams are coming true!" Amelia stifled a laugh. 

"They've always been each other's everything, but I don't know," she paused and watched the children for a moment, "something changed today." 

"Mother's intuition, I'll tell you, I'm sure Thomas and Harold can't even tell," Amelia scoffed. 

Louise watched their husbands in the living room, "Harold, no. But Thomas, he sees everything little Rosemarie does. He knows." 

"Oh lord I know, I wonder if he's the favorite parent sometimes, they're just so close you know." Amelia smiled lovingly at her husband, he caught her stare from across the room and shot her a wink. 

"You two are adorable." Louise commented. 

Amelia laughed, "We've been through a lot together, Rose too. She deserves George, I know he'll give her the world." 

Louise sighed and hugged Amelia, "She's an amazing girl, I can't wait to be her mother-in-law." The two laughed as they embraced.

[crue-sixx]

The Lost Crown

Title: The Lost Crown

Fandom: The Dirt

Summary: The reader has no idea who her family is-having grown up in the system and aged out without having been adopted.  It's not until her 19th birthday that a stranger comes claiming that she's a descendant of the royal family of a now democratic country and the rightful ruler.

Warnings: Swearing, reader being a princess.

18+ readers

All your life, you were a mystery even to yourself.  You had a nickname that you went by "Tootsie" you were very fond of it.  You grew up in the foster care system, you trying your best to be adopted, but people took one look at you and passed you by.  When you were younger, you tried to understand why nobody wanted you.  But as you reached the teenage years, you saw a new reason-you were too old.  People wanted cute babies and little kids, not teenagers that looked as if puberty had beaten them with an ugly stick.

You were walking home from school at the age of 17 when you first met Nikki Sixx.  The neighborhood bullies were hurling rocks at you and calling you the foulest of names.  You did your best to ignore them, clutching your emerald ring on a chain for comfort.  You had it since before you could remember, the thing nothing more than a bauble to others, but to you it was a lifeline.

This particular day, one of the rocks thrown at you hit you in the back of the head, causing you to fall.  The bullies surrounded you like sharks smelling blood.  They got in a few kicks when you heard someone else say "Get off 'er assholes!" then the sound of heavy metal hitting someones skull.  The others scattered, not wanting a beat down like their friend had gotten.  Your knight in dirty leather bent down and helped you up 'You alright?"

"Yeah" you spat out some blood from your nose "Not the worst beating I've taken" you wiped the remaining blood with your sleeve.  "I'm Tootsie" you introduced yourself.

"That's your name?" he raised an eyebrow, but let it go "I'm Fra-" he cleared his throat "Nikki.  Nikki Sixx" he said quickly.

"You sure about that?" you teased.

"I just got a legal name change last week" he explained and you left it at that, sensing that he didn't want to talk about it.  "Where you live?  I'll walk you home" he started walking with you.

"Warm Hearts" you said in a low tone.

"The foster home?" he asked. 

"Yeah" you said sarcastically "The place where people who don't want their kids put them to forget about them..."

"Sorry" he put his hands up in defense.

You sighed "No, I'm sorry.  I shouldn't be so sensitive about it..." You soon got the the steps of the Home and he looked at you expectantly.  "What?"

"I need a little back scratch, you helping you earlier" you rolled your eyes.

"What do you want?" you expected him to demand a blow job but you were surprised when all he wanted was a kiss.  You obliged, but only with a little peck on the cheek.

"That's all?" he whined in a playful tone.

"I'm only seventeen" you reminded him "If you want a piece of this" you slapped your ass in jest "You gotta wait till I'm legal and put in a little more of an effort" you teased back.

From that day on, he walked you to and from school, just to make sure nobody messed with you.  All the way through your graduation and eventual eviction from the Home.  A few weeks went by when he asked "Hey Toots, when IS your birthday?"

You looked down ashamed "I don't know..." you bought your knees into your chest "I don't even have a birth certificate..."

"Then pick a day and we'll celebrate then!" he laughed, not being bothered in the slightest.

This brightened your mood as you thought about it "March 17" you nodded matter of fact.

"St. Patrick's Day?" he smiled "So you wanna get extra hammered?"

You grinned at him "Yes!  Yes I do!" in agreement

"And I'm gonna tap that ass all night long!" .

"You've earned a good romp, I believe" you lifted up your skirt a little bit, to flash a bit of inner thigh.  He audibly gulped and began to sweat, his leather pants barely containing his growing erection.  You bit your lip, you never knowing just how big he was down there.  You however were a woman of your word and would wait until your birthday that you chose.

A month of couch surfing with Nikki went by when a rather gentlemanly person came up to you and asked "Excuse me Miss, but would your name be..." he looked at his paper and frowned "Tootsie?"

You raised an eyebrow "How's askin'?"

"I am Reginald Usher, a diplomat for the country of Elingard" you were even more confused now, you never having heard of the place before.

"What's that have to do with me?" Nikki came out to have a smoke and saw the spiffy man dressed to the nines talking to you. 

"Something wrong babe?" he put his arm around you, like he did when other dudes got too close to you.  He hadn't even asked you out yet and he was acting like your boyfriend.

The gentleman cleared his throat and continued "There is a democratic unrest back in Elingard, and I need you to come with me to settle things..."

Nikki was getting pissed now, you could tell by the way he tightened his grip on you "She's not going anywhere..."

Reginald scoffed and said "This doesn't concern YOU, boy" he reached into his coat and pulled out a few documents. He turned back to you and said "Your real name is Y/N L/N and you are the Queen of Elingard" he handed you the documents to look over, Nikki at your shoulder.

You didn't believe it for one minute and threw his papers back at him.  "You've got the wrong Queen dude,  I'm a nobody-I don't exist" you and Nikki turned to go back inside.

"Do you ever wonder where you obtained that emerald ring around your neck?"

You stopped and gently touched the very item he was talking about.  He continued "I gave that to you on the day of your birth nineteen years ago...you are my niece, Y/N" his voice didn't change, but you turned to see his eyes water.

"I want a DNA test" you told him "If I am who you say I am, I want proof" you went inside Nikki right behind you.  You needed to be alone to process this, to try and remember who you were.  Nikki wouldn't let you be though, and you didn't try to stop him.  He just held you until the both of you fell asleep.

The next day, Reginald came back with the DNA test and it was a positive match.  "You are my sister's child.  She married Prince (Father's Name) and had four children.  Then the day you were born, there was a coup.  I absconded with you and took you to America, left you in the care of Warm Hearts to raise you and told them not to let anyone adopt you until I came back..."

"If all that's true..." you started, feeling the anger rise up inside you "Why not take the throne for yourself when you had the chance?"

"I was imprisoned until recently, just gaining my freedom a month ago" he took your hand with a gentle warm grasp "Please Y/N" he brushed his palm against your face "Take the throne and save our country..."

You removed his hand from your body before Nikki did it more forcefully "Tell me more about our family first..."

"Your mother (Mother's Name) was beautiful yet fierce.Your father (Father's Name) was very tactical.  The coup was from the inside, a force from the military managed a hostile take over.  You were just born, not yet bathed of your birth blood when they came in and shot your father.  Your mother took up arms and told me to take you with me to someplace safe, that you were to be named Y/N and to never look back.  I bought you here and was arrested upon my return, where I was informed of the massacre your family had suffered" a few silent tears rolled down his cheek.

"I'll go" you told him "only if I can bring Nikki and our friends with me..." your friends, being his new rock band he had formed.  You had a bad feeling about this dude, Nikki having caught on as well.

Reginald looked at Nikki with contempt, and Nikki returned the gesture.  Reginald relented and accepted your terms after you gave the explanation "They're gonna be my security.  I trust them with my life" you touched Nikki's hand and he laced his fingers in yours.

When you got to Elingard, you were given a complete make-over.  They put you in a dress in the royal colors of pale yellow and sky blue, complete with a crown.  Your emerald ring now on your gloved hand.  You gazed on the portrait of your family in your salon, they all looked just like you.  Your eldest brother Julian, your eldest sister Josephine and your elder brother Oliver and your elder sister  Alexandria.  You looked at them, but felt no connection to them.

A knock at the door later, you snapped out of your trance and said "Who is it?"

"It's us" Nikki answered, to which you ran across the room and opened the door.  They all looked so uncomfortable in those stuffy suits but a moment of silence came over them as they saw your royal garb for the first time.

You blushed and said "S-stop staring...I'm just as uncomfortable as you are in this damn corset..." you tugged at the blasted thing constricting your ribs.

"You just look so beautiful..." Nikki let out a ragged breath.  Tommy, Vince and Mick all rolling their eyes at him.  They all knew he had the hots for you, but he didn't have the balls to say anything.   They even contemplated asking you out themselves just to make Nikki jealous, but that was quickly squashed when the news about you being a queen arose.  They didn't trust Reginald either, so they all kept close tabs on you.

"My coronation ceremony is in a few minutes" you said nervously "stay close to me..." You lead the way to the church where you were to be officially crowned, but the atmosphere around you seemed tense, like the calm before the storm.  Your men made a circle around you, feeling the room as well.  A messenger tapped Mick on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear.  His eyes widened and he dragged you behind him.

"Mick?  What's up?" you asked quietly.

"It's an ambush!" he shouted, the others getting in front of you "That man isn't Reginald Usher!  He's Fredrick Nash!  The very man who lead the coup!" you glared at the man who claimed to be your uncle, who was now laughing.

"So clever" he applauded "I needed you here to kill you, end the line for good in front of all those people your family wronged!  You royals gave nothing, but took everything!  You will pay for your family's deeds!" he pulled out a pistol and took a shot at you, Nikki instinctively diving over you to protect you.  

You shrieked, worrying that one of your men was hit.  The onlookers pulled them away from you, only you and Nash left standing  "It was always your destiny to die by my hand, Y/N L/N.  Follow your family to the depths of Hell!" he cocked his gun but the thing jammed.

In the scuffle, the corset had ripped thus allowing for freedom of movement.  You kneed him in the balls, he doubled over in pain as you stomped his hand with your heel.  "My name is Tootsie" you ground your heels into his hand, drawing blood "and I make my own destiny" you tossed the crown to the floor, the thing clattering.  "Take it.  It's yours.  This country means nothing to me..."

They were all in stunned silence when you said "Let's go home, boys" you tore off the dress and they followed you, glancing back to make sure that the crowd wouldn't be any more trouble.  They knew better than to try to talk to you on the plane home, even Nikki keeping his distance.  You had even thrown off your emerald ring on your way out.

You enter the apartment you all shared and flopped down on the couch, Nikki giving the other guys a look that said he wanted some alone time with you.  They got the hint and vacated the unit, and he sat down next to you "Why'd you do that?"

"What?" you asked back.

"Give up the throne" he motioned to the filthy apartment "for this?"

"Because, dummy" you turned to him "those royals may have been my biological family, but blood isn't what makes a real family worth while.  I never knew them, but when I met you...it was like someone finally wanted to be there for me" you felt his hand on your face and began kissing you.  You let out a low groan of desire and asked "What the fuck took so long Sixx?"

"I wanted to be sure you felt the same" he lifted you up onto his lap and continued kissing you, him taking off your shirt and moving your bra over to expose a nipple.  He teased it with glee and you laced your fingers in his hair and roughly pulled.  He gasped and looked at you with lust in his eyes.

"Ravage me" you ordered "Your Queen commands it" you kissed the corners of his mouth and down his neck.

He flipped you over and answered "So my Queen commands it" he pulled his dick out of his pants and rubbed it against your thighs "so shall it be.." he pulled your panties to the side and entered you in one strong thrust.

You let out a surprised yelp, but soon adjusted to him.  He had you riding him, him sitting up and supporting your back.  Both of your faces were flushed with desire, the sound of your squelching wetness prompted him to say the dirtiest things to you "You're soaking wet for me, baby...you really wanted my dick all this time, didn't you?"

You reciprocated with "You're so hard for me...always have been...from the first time I flashed you a thigh...don't think those pants hid anything from me..." you began to ride him harder, your breasts jiggling of their own accord.  He moaned loudly and let his head fall back.

"That's it baby..." he grunted "keep riding that giant cock just like that...Jesus Fucking Christ your pussy feels so good..." you felt yourself clenching and releasing him as you rode him, your hot breath blowing on each other's skin.

"I'm almost there, Nikki" you breathed into his clavicle "rub my clit..."

He did as he was told, you feeling his thumb circle your bud of nerves sent you over the cliff as a new wave of heat passed through you and sent you crashing into that zone.  Toots...fuck I'm about to..." you quickly dismounted and took him in your mouth, him pushing your head down so his cock exploded in the very back of your throat.  You gagged on him a few seconds before he released you, you having swallowed what you could and spat what you couldn't.

You climbed back up next to him and cuddled into his frame, twirling his hair around your finger.  "Why did we wait so long to do that?" you contemplated.

"Dunno" he replied. "But it was worth the wait..."

You nodded in agreement and yawned, the experience taking a toll on you.  "Wanna go to bed?"

"Yeah baby" he picked you up bridal style and laid you on the bed next to him.

[mbavholidayexchange]

To @whatcanisayimgay, from @dxlilith​

Title: So Your Best Friend Is A Spy

Rating: T

Summary: Not Provided

Ao3 Link: N/A

Content

Whitechapel

Sarah lies on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, thinking about absolutely nothing. It was pleasant. For the first time in months, she had no homework, no bad guys to fight, not even a babysitting gig. Her summer was free and open to do whatever she pleased and there was no one to stop her.

Knock-Knock

Well, almost no one. Hovering outside her window in an all black leather outfit was her best friend and fellow vampire Erica Jones. Sarah smiles. Erica had told her just that afternoon that she would be in the city and wouldn’t see her until next week. Sarah runs to the window to let her in.

“I’m going to kill him.” Is the first thing that comes out of Erica’s mouth as she throws a large dufflebag onto the floor.

“What did Benny do now?” Sarah eyes the bag, hoping that wasn’t a snack in there.

“Benny? No not him.”

“Rory?”

“No.”

“Ethan?!”

“Sarah, our lives are so much bigger than those three stooges. And it’s Frederick I’m going to kill.”

“Uhhhh…who’s that?”

“Not important. Do you have a overnight bag? What about that PINK one your dad got you for your 15th birthday?”

“Uh, it’s in my closet.”

“We’re going to Italy to retrieve something because Fredrick is useless and now I have to go into the Vatican and steal it back.”

“The Vatican? As in the holy city the pope lives in? Can vampires even step foot in there? Wait why am I going? Why do you…”

“Sarah.” Erica uses her vampiric speed to close the distance between herself and Sarah. She looms over the shorter girl and puts her hands onto either one of her shoulders. “You’re asking a lot of questions we don’t have time for. Let’s pack up, leave your mom a note. We’re catching a red eye in…” Erica pulls out her cellphone from her jacket and checks the time. “Two hours.”

“Two hours!” Sarah pulls back. “Erica you’re going to have to tell me way more if I’m supposed to go across the globe with you in two hours.”

“Fine.” Erica sighs. She heads directly to Sarah’s closet door and opens it. It takes her all of five seconds to find Sarah’s overnight bag and start packing away some articles of clothing. “Do you remember when I told you that I became a recovery agent for the council?”

“No.”

“Well I did.” Pleased with the selection of clothing, Erica leaves the closet and heads for Sarah’s en-suite bathroom. “And I have to recover something from the Vatican and you’re coming with.”

“Why?” Sarah pops her head into the bathroom as Erica dumps her makeup bag into the overnight bag.

“Because when we were six you said you wanted to go where spaghetti comes from.”

“You remember that?” Sarah almost whispers. The very logical part of her brain which had begun to sound a suspicious amount like Ethan, was telling her to not even humor Erica. Wasn’t them being teenage vampires enough of a fictional plot device as is? But the do anything for Erica part of her brain was already in Rome, shopping for cute clothes and flirting with attractive Italian shoe makers.

“Of course I do.”

Italy

“So recovery agent is just another word for spy?”

“No. Spies infiltrate, get disguises, finesse their way into things and stop megalomaniacs from blowing up the world. Recovery agents recover things. In this case, Vlad’s Amulet.”

“And the amulet is special because?”

“It’s not. It’s just one of those, super ancient, super historically significant things that people and vampires will pay millions for.”

“And it belongs to Anastasia?”

“Her family’s organization yeah.”

“Okay but I feel like you lied to me about going to Milan for lattes and authentic Prada wear.”

“What? I would never lie about lattes and fashion, how could you say such a thing?”

“Because we’re currently creeping through an secret tunnel underneath the Pope’s house!” Sarah practically yells but remembers they’re supposed to remain hidden so it all comes out in a rushed whisper.

“I told you, I had to make a quick stop on the way. This is like, the easiest retrieval I’ve ever done.” Erica stops in her tracks and points above her to a small square door and latch. “ Look, we’re already here. Five minutes and I promise you a super cute purse and matching shoes?”

Sarah is skeptical but says nothing as Erica jumps up through the trapdoor. She hears Erica’s footsteps, then a muffled sound.  Soon there’s a scuffle and Sarah is about to jump through herself when Erica’s face appears in the opening.

“Got it.” She produces a necklace and dangles it. It was more like a giant red hunk of ruby delicately laced with gold. “Now for some new shoes.”

London

“When you said we were gonna go to see Big Ben, this isn’t really what I imagined.”

“Yeah, it’s a lot smaller than I thought it’d be.”

Sarah sits on the ledge of the highest chamber of The Elizabeth Tower, the clock face just underneath her. As annoyed as she is with Erica ruining their evening, she was absolutely in love with the shoes she’d gotten her so she tries to focus on admiring them.

Erica is holding up the last of the henchmen by his ankle, searching his pockets for the artifact he was supposed to have. The other seven henchmen were knocked out, sprawled across the ground around her.

“I think I’m gonna eat this guy. He has great skin and hair so he has to be full of vitamins.”

“Ugh, I’ll meet you at The Eye. We’re still doing that right? Or is there another…”

“No, this lead was a dead end. I’m all yours, after this brief snack.” Erica’s eyes turn yellow and her fangs grow out.

“Don’t steal anything from him okay?” Sarah warns before jumping off the ledge.

Budapest

“Now this! This was a great idea.” Sarah sighs as she slips into the lavender milk bath until the water is just under her chin. It was meant as a forgive me for dragging you to more than three retrievals present from Erica.

“I told you. We’ll feel as smooth as silk and smell like sweet dreams.” Erica slips into the tub next to Sarah, the water reaching her collarbone. “Then we can go to the festival and watch the fireworks and have a nice night out.”

“And you promise there’s no retrieval?”

“No retrieval. No intel. It’s radio silence for the Council from me.”

“Then what’s that big vase?” Sarah points to the large stone vase sat behind Erica’s head.

“It’s part of the decor Sarah. Jeez, trust issues much.”

“Erica, it’s literally humming and doesn’t match anything in this room.”

The walls are cream with subtle paintings of lavender plants. The tub, faucets, towel bars, all gold plated and there are small white candles lit everywhere. The vase looked like a kindergartener bowl of concrete with squiggles craved into it.

“Okay so I snagged it while you were getting that facial but pick up isn’t until tomorrow.”

Sarah only grumbles and lowers herself under the sweet water and attempts to wash away her annoyance. She would never admit how much fun she was actually having. She settles for splashing Erica in the face.

Russia

“Wait so that was the Vlad the Impaler amulet?”

“Or so says Anastasia. Don’t really care. Long as she provides me with my next upgrade, I’ll bring it to her.”

“Upgrade?”

“Yeah. She has an ability that allows me to learn vampire powers faster.”

“Like what?”

“Like this.” Erica takes Sarah’s hand in hers and with the other, slips it around her waist. She brings the shorter girl towards her and they spin in a circle.

Suddenly Sarah feels dizzy and weightless. Gone are the cobbled streets of Moscow and in their stead are the marble white floors of a grand ballroom. Soft music plays all around them as twinkling candelabras seemingly float along with the notes. Erica is now wearing a black half mask but her yellow eyes shine brightly through. She’s in a glittering dark blue suit with tails and leading Sarah is a slow waltz. Sarah dances along, realizing rather belatedly that she’s in a massive pale grey gown with tiny butterfly accents that tickle her exposed collarbone.

“Erica?”

“It’s a type of glamour.” Erica smiles, her fangs peeking through her dark red lips. “It actually just started to snow.” As if the word snow was the magic one, the ballroom disappears and both girls are in their normal winter wear, just outside a café. It is in fact snowing and Sarah leans into Erica to stay warm.

South Africa

“Most civilized communities of vampires have councils. Anastasia’s just so happens to be a front for an organization that collect and protect vampiric artifacts. And it spans the globe so sometimes, I get several assignments outside of Canada.”

“That didn’t answer my question about sun block.”

“Oh, vampires under the equator do NOT go out before dusk.”

“Even a top recovery agent?”

“Even me.”

“So what do you wanna do while we wait for the sun to go down?”

“This bed is big enough for two.”

“It is.”

“And there’s a do not disturb on the door.”

“Is there?”

“And I may have retrieved the duty free cargo on our way here.” Erica reaches under the bed and pulls out a giant, airport sealed bag filled to the brim with sweets and snacks.

“Gossip Girl or Pretty Little Liars?” Sarah asks, already snuggling into her blankets.

“Grey’s Anatomy.”

New York

The painting measures floor to ceiling and takes up a third of the room. It’s oil on canvas and like the rest of the pieces in the museum, perfectly preserved. The scene is of a battlefield, drenched in blood, blacken sky, a lone figure riding on a black horse with a head impaled on his spear.

“Wait. I thought you already found the amulet.”

“I did.”

“So what’re we doing here?”

“I got some info about there being an even older artifact.”

“And they’re just gonna let you take it?”

“Nope.”

“You’re going to steal it, aren’t you?“

“Already did.” Erica holds up the small figurine. The same figurine that Sarah had been admiring in the Egyptology room three exhibits ago.

“Erica you’re going to get us caught!”

“Am I? Vampires don’t show up on film remember?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Let’s go get some lattes and head to Bryant park.” Erica leans in and takes Sarah’s arm and leads her towards the exit as armed guards and staff run pass them in a panic.

California

“This is the life.” Sarah sighs to herself. She’s wearing 200 spf in a super cute mermaid green two piece under a massive rainbow umbrella. The summer was almost over and while traveling was definitely exciting, traveling with Erica proved to be a little more stressful than she had ever it imagined.

“Sarah, can I ask you something?”

Sarah removes her sunglasses and looks over to her left. Erica wears a blood red monokini, her water soaked hair sticking to her cheeks and neck and the sunlight glistening off every inch of exposed skin. In other words, she was stunning.

“Go ahead.”

“You know I love you, right?”

Sarah sighs again. “Another retrieval?”

“No. I need to know that you know, I love you.”

“I love you too…”

“No, I love you.” In a blink of an eye, Erica is in her personal space. She pulls Sarah up so they’re both sitting up and almost touching noses.

“I…uh….Erica.”

“I know you love me back.” Erica smiles, her fangs flashing. “I can sense your blood whenever we’re together and you’re not mad at me.”

“Umm, I don’t know how I feel about you just dropping this out of the blue.”

“It’s not out of the blue. I’ve been trying to show you how much I love you this entire trip.”

“I mean, I just thought you were dragging me along your missions.”

“That too. But I can’t hold it in anymore. I love you Sarah and I want to be with you forever and sometimes I feel like you care more about Beevis and Butthead than me so I thought if I took you away…”

“I’d realize how much I actually am in love with you?” Sarah smiles.

“Precisely.” Erica smirks. Sarah giggles but notices how intently Erica is still staring at her. She doesn’t need vampire senses to know she’s waiting for an answer and is at the edge of her seat.

Whitechapel

“So that’s where you guys were all summer?”

“You almost sound jealous.” Sarah takes a sip of her french vanilla latte. After two months of running around the globe, she was finally home, catching up with Ethan. They sat across one another in a booth tucked into the corner of their favorite diner.

“Only a little. It’s not like I’ll ever get outta here. Not any time soon anyway.” He takes a sips of his green tea. In lifting his mug, Sarah notices the ring on his pointer finger. It’s a thick silver band with a perfectly round white opal set in the center.

“I didn’t know you did jewelry.”

“Oh? This?” Ethan holds up his hand to give Sarah a better look. “Benny made it. It stops me from having nightmares and allows me to filter my visions, allowing for better control of my powers.”

“That’s really sweet of him.”

“Yeah…um about that.” Ethan fumbles for the words and Sarah is almost certain what he is about to say. “Benny and I are…well, we’re dating.”

“O.M.G! It’s finally official!?”

“Yeah…wait, what do you mean….finally official? Did you think me and Benny were dating before?”

“You guys are practically married so yeah.”

“Sarah.”

Both brunettes turn their heads towards the door. Making her way over to them was Erica. She had an entirely too smug look on her face as her eyes zeroed in on Sarah’s.

“Hey Erica.” Sarah smiles. She stands up, her arms extended for a hug but instead is swept up into Erica’s arms where she is kissed soundly on the mouth. Sarah feels weightless, she does every-time Erica kisses her. She hopes it stays like that for the rest of eternity.

“You guys should probably get a room.” Ethan coughs.

“Jealous?” Ethan turns his head back towards the door where Benny is standing, hand still on the door. “Cause I can totally sweep you off your feet, if that’s what you want.”

Ethan’s face splits into a crooked grin as Benny takes three long strides towards him. Soon he’s standing over him, taking Ethan’s face into his hands and just staring down at him with those dark green eyes that always make Ethan feel like nothing else matters.

“Who are the ones that need the room now?” Erica smirks, Sarah snug against her side.

[totaldramamovies]

Total Drama Movies- Episode 3- Total Drama FC

*Cabins, Morning time*

Charlotte: Francesca, love, I’ve been thinking. Do you want to form an alliance? Taniyah is in on it too. Fangxiu, Cece & Fredrick have been annoying so if we get 3 voting the same person, we’ll likely prevail.

Taniyah: Mhm!

Francesca: Oh, alright, sure! Maybe can we invite Leo? I didn’t tell you guys yet but we’re going on a date!

Charlotte: Oh my, How wondrous! Sure, we can invite him if you want!

Fangxiu: *spying on them* (Jiafei scream) AHH 😱 THE GIRLIES ARE TEAMING UP AGAINST ME! I MUST TEAM UP OR I’LL GET MY WEAVE SNATCHED😔😔 LOOKS LIKE I GOTTA TEAM UP WITH.. Rich girl or Sigma..  Hmm….

*Next cabin over*

Rajiv: Yoo, Kenny bro, what are you gonna do with the million dollars?

Kenny: Ultimate sound studio.. And a diamond ring for Dominique… 😏 I’ll hafta propose by then. How about you?

Rajiv: How expensive is infinite money? Can I get it for one mil?

Eddy: Erm… that’s scientifically inaccurate…

Sigita: *From room over* SHUT UP! 

*Eddy sadly sits back down, and Wyatt laughs*

*Loud airhorn sounds off*

Chris: MY ACTORS AND ACTRESSES! GET ON SET!

Dominique: Thanks Chris… Great way to wake up…

Fredrick: Yeah!🍷🗿 Take… this! *Farts directly at Chris*

Chris: Luckily I got this electric fan. *Blows it right back at Fredrick*

Fredrick: Augh!-🍷🗿😱😱😱🤢🤮

Chris: Phew, it’s hot out.. I got my fan, but for you guys, you’re gonna be outside all day! We are playing… SOCCER! Or football for any brits out there…

Pietro: Aw yeah bro! Its our time to finally shine!

Roman: Yeah man! *High fives Pietro*

Boris: Yes!

Ines: Finally, a challenge to show off strength!

Chris: The Mighty Wizards will be against the Fearless Warriors, and the Ferocious Monsters will be againt 4th Thing! The team to get to 3 goals on both fields will be safe! The 2 losing teams will go up against eachother and whichever team loses that will be up for elimination! GO!

*MIGHTY WIZARDS V. FEARLESS WARRIORS*

Leopold: Let’s crush them!

Cece: Let’s not lose please..

Andres: We could take down these punks easily!

Pietro: Hell yeah! Let’s get em!

Boris: I’ll be goalie.

*The Wizards barely beat the Warriors, 3-2*

*FEROCIOUS MONSTERS V 4TH THING*

Jamil: I’ve been thinking, if we intentionally lose this, then we can vote off Bailey! What do you think guys?

Eliza: Sure! I’ll be a terrible goalie!

Maxim: I’m down!

Ines: Worth a shot, wanted to show my strength though.

Jamil: We can win one but then miraculously fail, alright?

*4th Thing crushes Ferocious Monsters, 3-1*

Wyatt: Haha! Boi.. 😂 What da flip.. 😂😂🤣🤣

Sigita: Oh, Wyatt! You’re such a great goalie!

Chris: Alright, 4th Thing & Wizards, you two teams are safe from elimination! Monsters & Warriors, you two will be in a final round of soccer. Leopold and Eliza stay goalies! Whichever one scores a point first wins. Go!

Ines: I’m starting to think that maybe we should try to win… We’d be smallest team by far, 2 less people than both the Warriors & Wizards… They can still help, just don’t let them take advantage of us!

Jamil: We’ve already initiated the plan! It’s gotta go through!

Ines: You know what, No! I’m not doing the plan! I’m going to win this!

*Ines kicks soccer ball towards goal, and it reaches the net, but Leopold throws the ball back* 

Leopold: Oh yeah? Well how about this!

*Leopold kicks ball into net, Eliza misses, Wizards are safe*

Jamil: Phew!

Ines: NOO!!

Chris: Monsters, I’ll see you tonight, AGAIN!

*After challenge* 

Francesca: Charlotte!! I’m so excited, I’ve never been on a date before! Can you help me get ready?

Charlotte: Darling, you don’t need help, you’re perfect already!

Taniyah: Yeah girl, he’ll like you for sure!

Francesca: Thank you, alright, I’m ready! We were gonna meet by the dock at 4pm!

*At the dock*

*Francesca gets there early, and waits on a bench*

Francesca: Its 10 past 4 and he still isn’t here…

*Francesca waits 10 more minutes till she decides to go to his cabin. She knocks on the door and there’s a bit of a wait before Fredrick opens the door*

Fredrick: Francesca, inferior woman, what happened? 🗿

Francesca: Uh… don’t call me that… but Leo, where is he?

Fredrick: Oh… You must come in…

(The room is dingy, yet spaceous since it’s only shared by 2 contestants. The room lingers of Fredrick’s underwear.)

(Leopold Lays in his bed with cast on his foot)

Francesca: Oh no!! What happened?!

Leopold: I think I kicked the ball too hard… My foot is too injured… I just need… some… rest…

Francesca: Please do!! Feel better Leo! We can have our date whenever you feel better!

(Elimination Ceremony. The six up for elimination are:

Bailey, the Compulsive Liar,

Eliza, the Theatre Kid,

Grace, the Preppy,

Ines, the Tough One,

Jamil, the Army Cadet and

Maxim, the Bookworm)

Chris: Okay, the six of you have casted your votes! 

Jamil: Hey, Ines, I’m sorry for making you do something you didn’t want to do… It’s just I really wanted Bailey out.

Ines: Yeah, it’s okay. Don’t get me wrong she is annoying as hell!

Chris: STOP INTERRUPTING! If I call your name, you will be safe, and you will get a “Golden Chris Award”!

INES!

Ines: Phew!

GRACE!

Grace: It’s so preppy in here 🥰🥰😘

MAXIM!

Maxim: Nice!

ELIZA!

Eliza: Woohoo!

Chris: The final two… Army Cadet and Liar… The last one safe is…

Jamil. Bailey, you little liar, you gotta go! Get out!

Grace: NOO 🥺🥺 my only ally 🥺🥺 you’re the only one besides me that’s not like the other girls 😝 oh well… See you Bailey..

Bailey: Oh well, I already have a mansion!

Chris: Yeah, mhm.. Sure.

Will Smith Robot: KEEEEEP. MY WIIIIFE’S. NAAAME. OUUUTCHA. FREEEAKING. MOUUTH!!!

Bailey: AAAAAAAGHHHHHH!!!!

*Bailey screams as she flies off*

Chris: Heheh, what an annoying human being. Glad she wasn’t staying any longer! There are only 25 left. Who will go next? Maybe you’ll just have to see the next episode in a few days! See you in Episode 4!

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Hey everyone! Hope yall enjoyed the third episode! I'll see you in the fourth episode coming Friday! I'll start viewer voting in episode five cuz I have a character arc i wanna do lol SEE YOU THEN!

[loveislattes]

My list of top 10 hottest/cutest/favorite male Youtubers

Saw some of these going around and figured I’d do one of my own! Gonna tag some people whose answers I’d like to see as well, or I think would do it! If you’d rather not, I understand! No pressure. I love y’all no matter what :) If you’re not tagged but wanna do this, tag me so I can see it!

ONLY THE TOP THREE ARE IN SPECIFIC ORDER BECAUSE REASONS! XD The last 7 are in random order. 

@fruitiplierq

@the-cure-to-growing-older

@missgalaxygrump

@nervousholyghost

@creatoraa

@hatsunemikumachine

@venom--angel

@lilith-nightmare

@sirkawaiipotato

@queensephonereaper

@sociallyawkwardjimishereandqueer

@blueyeswhitedragon16

@kimjoondaddy

@bitten1ce

@sugah-stixx

@squirreltreasure

@itsjustkyss

1. Felix Kjellberg/Pewdiepie

He’s hot. He’s funny. He’s extremely outrageous and yet extremely humble, and of course he’s extremely intelligent. There’s always something about a smart, well-read man that makes me swoon. Plus have you seen the way he looks at Marzia like she’s the only woman that exists in his world?!?! <3 And don’t even get me started on that beard... lord! 

2.  Seán McLoughlin/Jacksepticeye

Literally the sweetest of the sweet boys! Cute and gorgeous all at once! One of the kindest and caring beings to ever exist. He does so much for us as his fans and offers help in anyway he can! He never fails to put a smile on my face anytime I click on his videos. 

3. Mark Fischbach/Markiplier

Sexy, funny, and smart, Mark has it all. He’s also incredibly creative and so fucking talented. Also one of the sweetest boys with all he does for his community and charity! He’s probably the first channel I turn to when I’m having a down day and need to laugh.

4. CoryxKenshin/Cory Williams

This boy is hilarious as hell, and just as hot! He often makes fun of his appearance in his videos and I just...WhAt?! I see nothing but handsome there! While I’m not religious myself, I love that he’s open and kind about his faith in such a welcoming manner! 

5. Crankgameplays/Ethan Nestor

Literal ball of sunshine! Ethan is both equally adorable and hot (although I refused to admit it to myself until he hit 21 >.<) He’s funny and sweet and so damn caring that it blows my mind!

6. Xavier Woods/Austin Watson

Xavier.... he’s hot... he’s a nerd... and he’s a fucking PRO WRESTLER! He’s hilarious as fuck and I love his videos, and I ADORE that he’s bringing gaming/nerd culture into the WWE; As well as WWE into Youtube!

7. Jay from TheKubzScouts/Robert Perez

That dude! Jay is cuuttteee as all hell! I can’t get enough of his videos because he’s so real it’s crazy. He isn’t afraid to be a little perverted or be (in his words) a lil bitch. XD I feel like he’s the kind of guy you could hang around and have a ton of fun with! (He doesn’t post a bunch of selfies like most of us, so I had to snag a picture from one of his videos.)

8. HarshlyCritical/John Wolfe

There’s so much that can be said about John. He’s perfectly in between cute and hot! He’s hilarious without having to try. I love his often dry/sarcastic humor, and the fact that he’s not super over the top with everything! 

9. Matthias/Matthew Fredrick

I’m sorry, have you seen this dude?! He’s not only handsome AF, but sweet as can be! He’s a devoted father and husband, and a freaking genius! (Like I said before, smarts are attractive as hell y’all) He is life partner goals if I’ve ever seen it! 

10. Girbeagly/Brian 

This beagle boy is so freaking cute and adorable! He’s got the cutest anime waifu voice ever and I adore everything he does! He’s one of the few guys out there that will play a visual novel/dating sim seriously and actually cares about the story lines. 

[insanely-creative-things]

Big Hero 7: The Series Chapter 4

Big Hero 7 : the series

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Big Hero 7

Baymax Returns Part 3

* The Lucky Cat Cafe is filled with customers, and Aunt Cass is hard at work managing her Cafe.*

Aunt Cass: Dolphin Safe Tuna Nachos coming through!

* She quickly placed her orders to the customers.*

Aunt Cass: Hot plate! Really hot plate! Just keep the kitten mittens on for a while will ya?

* The customer simple moved the kitten mittens' thumb-paws to agree. After that, some senior citizens were drinking their beverages and soon needed refills. Which Aunt Cass instantly noticed and took care of.*

Aunt Cass: Refiller! On it!

*Crash*

Aunt Cass: Ketchup bottle down! On it!

* After handling the remains of the ketchup bottle, she spotted the large stack of dirty dishes*

Aunt Cass: Try and tame dirty dishes, I'm on it!

* However the weight of such a huge stack of dirty dishes proved to be too difficult for Aunt Cass.*

Aunt Cass: C'mon Cass, lift with your knees...oh and your back...and your arms...and any other parts that wor-!

* Aunt Cass suddenly felt the weight of the dishes lift off her hands and reveal the marshmallow robot along side Hiro and Cora.*

Aunt Cass: Wait, what?

Baymax: Hello, I am Baymax.

Aunt Cass: Baymax? Baymax! Your back!

Baymax: Aunt Cass.

* She gave the robot a hug which he accepted. She then pulled Hiro and Cora into the hug, happy to be all together again.*

*A grand hotel at night stood as Yama entered inside for business. He got into the elevator and waited for his employer to speak, the small screen that briefly advertised San Fransokyo's metro rail system quickly glitched out to an ominous symbol with a glitched voice as it stopped the elevator.*

Obake: Well did you obtain the item?

Yama: The item?

Obake: Huh, I see, you failed.

*The elevator quickly dropped down to end Yama's life for his incompetence.*

Yama: Wait Wait Wait! I made you something better!

* The elevator stopped and slammed Yama to the floor.*

Obake: Show me.

* And show he did, as Yama presented the robotic Skelemaxes displaying their strength.*

Obake: I see...Potential.

Yama: Much better than that piece of scrap!

Obake: No, but useful for obtain it. Do not fail this time.

* The scene shifts to the manor as Fred once again tries to convince his friends to be heroes once more.*

Fred: Ladies and gentleheroes, since we kicked so much butt at well you know- kicking so much butt- I took the liberty of designing our very own super hero signal!

* He then pulled the cloth to reveal it was their very own signal light while at the same time, pulling the sheet that was covering the signal light off so fast that the sheet flew up before coming back down and covering up Fred. The rest of the gangs' reactions to the signal light's reveal varied. For Honey Lemon, she oohed enthusiastically while clapping a little. Gogo just stood there with her arms crossed looking unimpressed while chewing and blowing her bubblegum. And Wasabi was coughing and trying to fan away the dust that had started floating around after Fred pulled off the sheet.*

Fred: Heathcliif, hit the lights!

* Fred started doing an imitation of a drumroll as Heathcliff turned off the lights and activated the signal.*

Fred: Ta daaaaaaauuh!...

* The signal shined on the ceiling and showed a word spelled...*

Wasabi: Halp?

Fred: Huh yeah... that's supposed to be help...Heathcliff did we keep the receipt?

Heathcliff: Oh, we did not Master Fredrick.

Fred: Okay, so we'll just go with halp! People will know.

Honey Lemon: Look Freddy, I heart your enthusiasm, really I do. But I had to freeze somebody yesterday, I'm not comfortable with that.

* Heathcliff deactivated the signal and turned on the lights*

Fred: Don't beat yourself up Honey Lemon, I'm sure he thawed by now. Guys, this is no way for Big Hero 7 to talk.

Gogo: Big Hero 7? Really?

Fred: My brain stormed an epic list of team names and that one tested best- with an audience of me- the power of seven!

* Fred held out his hand to do a hand group, but was left hanging*

Fred: C'mon guys, I need at least one more hand for me to meet ya. C'mon, you know you want to.

Gogo: Look Fred, it was a one time thing. Saving you three knuckleheads from Yama.

Fred: I could have sworn I heard from someone- I don't wanna name names, but it might rhyme with Bobo- that it was a one time thing when we stopped Callaghan!

Wasabi: Okay so it was two times.

Gogo: And thats it! We're done, we don't need a team name.

* But Fred isn't ready to give up, as he went to the three other people that could surely help him: Baymax, Cora, and Hiro. They were in Tadashi's lab as Fred spoke while rolling back and forth across the room in s swivel chair.*

Fred: So yeah the team name is Big Hero 7, everyone loved it unanimously I might add-Woa ow!

* Fred fell over the swivel chair as Baymax turned to his attention.*

Baymax: I was alerted to the need for medical attention when you said-

Fred: No I'm-I'm okay! I'm OK!

Hiro: Ok...Done!

* Hiro had been typing some program while Fred was talking, and soon he turned his attention to him.*

Hiro: Fred, I think you're gonna like this!

* Hiro had just made a new chip for Baymax, the label being a superhero. Cora finished typng her homework as she looked up and smiled, excited for Fred's reaction.*

Fred: Woah, a super hero chip.

*Once the chip was placed, Baymax immediately learned his new data.*

Baymax: I am now capable of defending innocence and various other heroic deeds.

Fred: To the power of seven!

Cora: I gotta admit, it was pretty epic the way you guys saved us.

* Baymax simply fist bumped Fred*

Baymax: Ba la-la-la!

Fred: Not what I envisioned, but you put your own spin on it!

* Outside the lab, the lights turned on, indicating that someone, most likely Grandville, was heading their way.*

Hiro: Great, we're not supposed to be in here! We gotta hide!

* While Hiro, fred, and Cora went to panic mode over Grandville finding them, Baymax only waddled*

Baymax: I am large, and difficult to conceal. I will deflate.

Cora: If you could deflate faster and quieter, that'd be great. But you don't on either, so option B is...something else!

* The doorknob of the lab opened as Professor Grandville looked inside. Hiro and Fred chose to hid behind Baymax who turned himself into a chair, Cora on the other hand had hidden herself underneath the desk and curled up into a ball to save space. Unfortunately, Fred made the mistake to leave his foot sticking out but quickly pulled it back. But Grandville saw it anyway and narrowed her eyes at this before turning on the lights and entering the lab and walked towards the inflatable robot-turned-chair, and sat on it.*

Grandville: Ahh, comfortable...hmm...

* Grandville looked around the room.*

Grandville: What to do with the upper-classmen lab...Clearly it should go to someone who follows the rules.

* Cora saw Grandville lean back on Baymax, and knew at that moment, Grandville knows they're here!*

Cora: 'We're dead meat!'

Grandville: Someone who doesn't try to pass off a robot as furniture. You can come out now Mr. Hamada, and you too Miss Mizishio.

Fred: They're not here!

* Hiro elbowed Fred for exposing him and Cora.*

Grandville: Now.

* Hiro brought himself out, with Cora crawling out from under the desk and standing up, straightening out her skirt and than holding her hands in front of her as she stared at her feet.*

Grandville: Didn't I make myself clear, when I told you this lab was off limits!

Hiro: Well, heh yes Professor Grandville. But I uh-

Baymax: Hello, I am Baymax.

Gradnville: Yes, I assume. Follow please.

* Hiro walked over to Grandville as Cora quietly stepped aside to watch what Grandville had to say.*

Grandville: Balance Mr. Hamada, hard to achieve, harder to maintain. One tiny wrong decision and...

* Professor Grandville brought up a magnet battery where she placed a single metal bolt to demonstrate. When she made one blow to it the bolt flew past them, ricocheting towards the light above them.*

Grandville: Your brother did not allow himself to be distracted, now you could follow Tadashi's lead, or you can choose a different path...with him.

* Hiro listened to Grandville over this, thinking over what happened yesterday. He got Cora trapped by Yama because he didn't perform the diagnostic like she and Baymax told him to. Because of what happened, he felt responsible for Cora getting captured and hurt. Cora also heard the conversation she could't help but glare a little at Grandville and worry about how this is going to affect Hiro, while she did understand what Granville was saying, she also felt that it was unnecessary and unfair to compare Hiro to Fred..or Tadashi. If anything Hiro should have the chance, and the choice to make his own legacy with Tadashi as his inspiration.*

Fred: Is she pointing at me? I feel like she is...

Cora: Not now Fred...

Grandville: The choice is yours Mr. Hamada.

* Granville left the lab, leaving Hiro, Cora, Fred, and Baymax alone.*

Fred: Whew! That was scary!

Baymax: Your heart rate is accelerating. Would you like to take a seat?

Fred: Yes I would!

* Fred helped himself and laid across Baymax.*

Baymax: Your neuro transmitters indicates you are feeling tense.

* And so Baymax began to vibrate like those massage chairs*

Fred: S-S-Shiatzu. N-N-Nic-c-ce.

Baymax: Hai. Shia sai Doko teki masu?

Fred: So Hiro, Cora, what do we say we grab a couple of noodle burgers, finish up Baymax's armor, and get our night patrol on?

Cora: Fred...Now might not be the time...

Fred: Ok fine! Yaki Taco is healthier anyway. According to the Yaki Taco website.

Hiro: No look I-

Fred: If this is about the tacos, I'm open for pizza. I mean I had it for lunch but for you two I'm-

Hiro: Fred look I-... I need to focus going down the right path... Tadashi's path...

* As Hiro grabbed the super hero chip from Baymax's port and walked away. But as he walked out the door, Cora looked at the photo of the two brothers and sighed.*

Cora: But Hiro...you're not Tadashi...and you shouldn't have to be...

* But despite all that, Hiro and Cora stayed steadfast on their studies as they usually did. However that meant that Fred was as stubborn on continuing their super hero team as he persistently followed them to show that Big Hero 7 can work. When Hiro was done taking notes, Fred would slide a notebook containing messy sketches of Big hero 7, to which Hiro pushes away. When Cora was looking over the hologram of the squid, Fred would try to shove Cora's Liposuction cupped boots and gloves, only for her to quickly push out of the way to secure her identity, telling him they would talk about it more later after she tries to talk to Hiro. When the couple were having lunch together, Fred shoved a custom Onigiri with the words Big Hero 7 printed on them. After they shoved the onigiri back to Fred, the two head their way to the quad. the efforts Fred did to convince them that the super hero team can work did make Cora think a little, and about the days when they all first became super heroes: The day they stopped Callaghan at Krei Tech and saved Callaghan's daughter, Abigail from the portal. Cora turns to Hiro as he is writing down equations.*

Cora: Hiro...I know your probably gonna think I've gone crazy for saying this, but I think Fred might have a point.

* Hiro's eyes widen as he turns his head to Cora.*

Hiro: You think Fred...has a point?... Well your definitely right, I do think you've gone crazy.

Cora: Just hear me out for moment Hiro. I know the whole super hero thing may sound a little out there, I'll admit that, but look at what we accomplished when we first started it! We came up with super suits that fit our friends expertise perfectly to a T, we used our talents to stop Callaghan and the microbots he stole from you from hurting people and saved Callaghan's daughter from a destructive portal of doom!

* But as soon as Cora said 'Callaghan', 'microbots' and 'portal', Hiro's face turned into a cold glare. He picks up his books, stuffs them into his backpack and stands up to leave. Cora realizes what she had said and stands up to follow him, her books in her arms. *

Cora: Hiro wait! Look, I know that all of this brings up bad memories, believe me I do, but that still doesn't make any of what I'm saying any less true and you know it.

Hiro: *Still walking on ahead with a glare on his face, not looking at Cora* Yeah well, if you really remember it as well as you say you do, you'll also remember what happened when we found out that it was actually Callaghan who was behind that mask, who stole my microbots, who set the fire that... * Stops waking and lets out a shuddering breath with his eyes shut tight trying to block out the tragic memories.*

* Cora comes up beside him and places a comforting hand on his shoulder, knowing first hand just how traumatic witnessing Tadashi's death had been for Hiro, since she had seen it first hand right after it had happened. She also knew where Hiro was going when he started talking about what had happened when they discovered that Callaghan was the one responsible for the tragedy.

Cora: Hiro...

Hiro: * Shakes his head* Look Cora, I don't know about you, In fact I don't even know why you would want to. But going out there to be super heroes is not what I want to do!

Cora: And I think you do know why I would want to do this and that it's the exact same reason why you want to do it but your too much of a knucklehead to admit it like you did before because of what Grandville said to you! This is about what Grandville said to you isn't it? Because it's not what Tadashi would've done? Hiro, when are you going to understand that you're not Tadashi and that you don't need to be?!

*Hiro suddenly turns to Cora an angry look on his face and starts to speak to her loudly to the point of almost yelling.*

Hiro: Look Cora, I'm not going out there to be some 'super hero' to live out some comic book fantasy! This is reality Cora, they may have needed us before when Callaghan put them in danger, but they don't need us now! Not anymore...

* Hiro says these last two words in a somewhat leveled voice as his angry look is half replaced with a sad look. Cora just stands there looking at Hiro with an unreadable expression as she asks him an quiet voice.*

Cora: ...And how can you possibly know that for sure Hiro?... If someone like Callaghan was willing to go to such lengths to the point where he practically became a real-life super villain, then what's to stop someone, or anyone else for that matter, from doing the same thing? And if that ever does happen, who will be there to stop them from hurting innocent people when the police are unable to stop them themselves? If we're not the ones to be there for them when they need us to defend and protect them when they can't do it themselves, who will then?

* Hiro just stares at Cora with an unreadable expression of his owe and doesn't know how to reply to what Cora had just said to him. So instead of saying anything, he just walks away down the hall, about to leave his girlfriend alone, until she calls out to him at the last minute.*

Cora: Hiro!

* Hiro stops at his girlfriend's sudden call but didn't turn around to face her. But she still quietly, but firmly speaks to him.*

Cora: ...I know it still hurts Hiro... Believe me, I know... And, nothing will ever make it completely go away no matter what either of us try to do. And that includes what your trying to do right now. You said that you didn't want to live in some fantasy, that this is reality, but we both know that the real reality is that your already trying to live in a fantasy, a fantasy where you're trying to become Tadashi. And for what reason? Because of what Grandville said to you? No, it's more than that isn't it? It's because your still hurting. I understand that, I'm still hurting too... But we both know that what your trying to do now won't do anything to help, and it's not what Tadashi would have wanted for you either.

Hiro: * Somewhat cracked and quiet voice still not facing Cora* And how would you know what Tadashi would have wanted for me?

Cora: ...Because even though I didn't know him for as long as you did, or even for as long as any of our friends did, I do at least know this much. While he did want you to do something more with your intellect and life than just waste both by messing around in illegal bot fights, something that would make better use and give real purpose for both you and your intellect, something that could possibly help people, something that would actually make a difference. He wanted you to find that something on your own, in your own way, on your own path, of your own making, of your own right, as your own person, As Hiro Hamada. Not as his little brother who's trying to take his shadow and legacy and make them as yours too while abandoning your own ideas and ambitions to do so. Alright, so the whole super hero thing may not be what Tadashi had in mind for you, or any of us for that matter, and yes it's not the most practical ambition one does with the smarts he's been gifted with, heck it's hardly practical at all, but it did make you use your intellect for a better use and it gave you a real purpose, you did actually help a lot of people when they needed it, you even saved them...and you did make a difference. Yes, you did take things too far when you found out Callaghan was responsible for Tadashi. But despite all that, all the struggles we fought through, all the dangers we faced together...and all the heartache we suffered for it... We all came out stronger together for it and you showed us that you were right, you showed us that we could be... Way more than what we already were before. And all of that started with something that you found, chose, and made all on your own. Me and the others may have helped you out along the way, but it was, and still is something all your own... Is all of that really worth...throwing away?

* But even after everything Cora had just said to him, he just slightly turned his head towards her without even meeting her gaze before simply walking away...he didn't know how to respond or to feel...confusion and melancholy clouding his mind along with everything Cora said to him. As she watches her boyfriend walk further down the hall and turn a corner out of her sight, she felt that her eyes should be shedding tears, but they didn't. Instead she sighs before she turns around to talk to the Dean with courage and determination rising higher in her than before.*

* Cora walks to towards Professor Grandville's office, pausing as soon as she's in front of the door. Her heart starts beating faster and her stomach begins churning as if they're asking her if she was really about to talk to Grandville over what she said to Hiro in his lab the other night. She bites her bottom lip nervously as her mind becomes blurry with what ifs. Then she remembers how Hiro stood up for her that night when Baymax's skeleton got loose. She closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath.*

Cora: OK Cora...you can do this...you have to...for Hiro...

*She knocks the door and waits for a response.*

Grandville: Come in.

*Cora slowly opens the door, her heart continuing to beat faster. She enters the room where Grandville is organizing files.*

Grandville: Ah, Miss Mizichio. What can I do for you?

Cora: ...W-well, you see...Professor Grandville...I need to talk to you about something?

Grandville: I see. And what exactly do you need to talk to me about Miss Mizichio?

Cora: It's about...the talk you had with Hiro in Tadashi's lab...a few nights ago...

Grandville: Is that so? And what about the talk do you wish to discuss?

*Cora briefly looks down at her feet, her brain trying to get her to reconsider this whole thing a beyond stupid idea and walk away. But she refused and looks up at the Dean.*

Cora: It's just that... I do understand that balance is important, that you have to stay focused.

Grandville: Well, I'm happy to hear that you can agree on that.

*She turns her back to put away the papers.*

Cora: But it isn't fair for you to compare Hiro to Tadashi!

*This grabs the Dean's attention. She turns around to see Cora, her hands forming to fists as she steadies herself. A growing face of determination and confidence showing through the young girl.*

Cora: I don't mean any disrespect Professor, but I don't think it was fair, or right for you to compare Hiro to Tadashi the way that you did. It wasn't fair to Hiro at all and, if I'm being honest ma'am, I think it was also disrespectful to Tadashi's memory.

*This statement caused the Dean's eyes to widen in shock, clearly taken back by what Cora had just said to her. In all her years she had had complaints from past students about her being unfair with them for their own incompetence, but never had she ever been told that she had disrespected someone's memory by comparing them to someone else, let alone being unfair for it as well. Normally, she would have started scolding the young blue-haired girl in front of her for saying such a thing to her. But for some reason the statement Cora had given her was striking a small cord in her and from what she was observing as she looked at Cora. The girl was nervous and slightly scared for what she had said, she could see it in her eyes, but she also saw the determination to stay strong about it as well. So even though the statement itself was rather disrespectful sounding, Cora clearly thought it was important to tell her this. And the fact that she was also trying to be respectful towards her about it even though she knew there was still a chance she would get in trouble for this certainly spoke volume itself. So she would give Cora a chance to fully explain the meaning behind her 'disrespectful' statement towards her before she passed judgement on her.*

Grandville: *Narrowing her eyes at Cora*...Is that so, Miss Mizichio?...

Cora: *Swallowing nervously trying to keep herself composed* Y-yes Professor... A-as I said before, I don't mean any disrespect towards you and I know that you would never mean or intend to actually disrespect anyone's memory, especially Tadashi's. But that is kinda how it sounded to me when you told Hiro about how his brother 'didn't allow himself to be distracted and how he should follow Tadashi's lead'. Which I get, I really do, but I don't think that completely following in Tadashi's lead is going to help Hiro at all. And... I don't think that's what Tadashi would have wanted for Hiro either...

Grandville: ...I see. Tell me Miss Mizichio. You seem to have been friends with Mr. Hamada for quite sometime now, even before you both applied here, meaning I assume you also knew Tadashi for almost just as long before his...unfortunate passing... Just how do you know for sure what he would have wanted for his younger brother in just the short amount time you knew either of them?

Cora: I just know because... *sighs* Because even though I didn't know him for as long as Hiro did, or even for as long as anyone here at SFIT did, I did, and still do at least know this much. While Tadashi did want Hiro to do something more productive with his intellect and life. He wanted Hiro to find that something on his own, in his own way, on his own path, of his own making, in his own right, as his own person, As...Hiro Hamada. Even if that means he makes mistakes along the way to get there. Tadashi was, is, and always will be Hiro's big brother, his best friend and his greatest inspiration. But saying he basically has to be Tadashi in order to achieve what his brother wanted for him is just...not gonna be possible, and it's not going to help him either. Sure, Hiro can be cocky, annoying, reckless, and he can be a real knucklehead at times. And yet, I know he can be someone great, maybe even greater than Tadashi. But for that to happen, he has to be able to decide what is best for him without being ridiculed for not being like his brother, even if he does mess up from time to time. But as long as he learns from his mistakes and takes responsibility when he does mess up, isn't that what matters most? And from what I understand, Tadashi may have been an 'ideal student' and a legend around here, but even he took risks and made mistakes from time to time too. I mean after all, it did take him over 80 tries before he finally got Baymax working perfectly.

Grandville: *Raise an eyebrow* How do you know-

Cora: Oh, Baymax has a video record of all of Tadashi's test runs on him stored away in his memory banks. Hiro has already watched a few of them and he told me about them. Did you know that Tadashi actually caused a blackout once when he tried Baymax out on his 33rd test run? Anyway, the point is, even Tadashi took risks and made mistakes too, but he learned from them, just like everyone else. And as I mentioned before, making mistakes and learning from them is all a part of life, it's how we better ourselves. True, some mistakes can be messy and they can cause a lot of trouble, but as long as we take responsibility for our mistakes and learn from them as well, isn't that what's most important?

*Professor Grandville looks at Cora with an unreadable expression as Cora pause for a moment, giving herself a little break before she continued.*

Cora: All I'm trying to say is... While Hiro may be doing better, but he's still hurting from Tadashi's passing, and telling him he has to be like Tadashi really poured salt onto wounds that have only just started to heal. And all that I'm asking...is that you give Hiro a chance to do all the amazing things I know he can achieve...as himself...

Grandville: ...I see, well Miss Mizichio, if that is all you have to say to me on this matter, then you are dismissed.

Cora: Y-yes Ma'am... T-thank you Ma'am...

*And so Cora quickly walks out the door, her heart finally calming down after the talk. Grandville on the other hand is thinking over what Cora had just said to her, usually she is a meek and shy young girl, evident from when they first met at Tadashi's lab. And yet Cora had shown firsthand the determination she is capable to have just to talk about this, despite how frightened she was during her talk. For now she's thinking over Hiro Hamada and Cora's words. Though she will wait for Hiro himself to tell her this himself. As of while Cora finally calms down after she drinks some water before she resumed to continue her classes. Afterwards they all head home, though it was obvious of the awkward and tense quietness between Hiro and Cora, they plan to meet at the cafe later tonight, with Fred being out on Night Patrol alone.

Fred: Still reeling from the bitter taste of disappointment, the lone guardian of justice continues his watch over the city... * sigh* Maybe they were right. Maybe the city doesn't need Halp...

* But Fred was too quick to give up, as he walked away and turned off the spotlight, an army of Baymax skeletons roamed to the city*

Newsreporter: Breaking News now! Seemingly indestructible robots have invaded night market square annihilating everything in their path-We're also getting reports of destruction on Shimomoto Blvd- I think it would be smart for you to avoid that area. Who is behind this Robo-Rampage?

* The News shown at the tv in Lucky Cat Cafe, where Hiro, Cora, Baymax and the gang were hanging out. And they immediately knew who was behind this*

Honey Lemon: Oh no!

Hiro: * sigh* Yama!

Gogo: He bootlegged Baymax?

Wasabi: Baymaxes! Plural...so plural..

Fred: Ok, so a bunch of killer robots are loose in the city! You know what this sounds like?

Wasabi: A nightmare I had once?

Fred: NO! It sounds like a job for Big Hero 7!

*While Hiro and Cora watched the TV, the gang looked at Fred.*

Fred: You guys are gonna love the name once you see the T-Shirts.

Gogo: The police can handle this.

Policeman: We can't handle this!

Cora: *Deadpan* You were saying Gogo?

Gogo: * Sigh* Lets suite up...

Hiro: Baymax needs his armor I-I gotta finish it! I'll meet you guys just- be careful!

Cora: I'm going with you!

Hiro: No! Just...just trust me on this I-I can't let you get hurt again!

* Hiro quickly ran out the door as Cora pouted, but gains a look of determination as she then runs ahead to catch up*

Wasabi: But Hiro said not to go with him Cora! And besides, I thought you two were kinda on the outs with each other at the moment!

Cora: *Shouting* You and I both know that's never gonna work! And I was just gonna let something as stupid as that keep me from helping my boyfriend, than I'd be a pretty lousy girlfriend!

* Afterwards Hiro and Cora arrived at SFIT.*

Hiro: Cora! I thought I told you not to come with me!

Cora: Look Hiro, now is not the time to argue again, we got bigger things to worry about right now. We gotta suite up Baymax and stop those robots.

Hiro: Ugh! Fine! But stay close.

* With that, Hiro and Cora set to work on making new armor for Baymax. But the nurse bot is quick to notice that something is troubling Hiro.*

Baymax: You appear to be agitated.

Hiro: Yeah! The city is under attack!

Baymax: And you feel responsible.

Hiro: What?!

*Baymax activated a screen to show what he is talking about*

Baymax: Your body language and lack of eye-contact are strong indicators of guilt.

Hiro: If I had just run Tadashi's diagnostic like you and Cora told me to, none of this would have happened.

Baymax: Mistakes are common to everyone.

Cora: Baymax is right Hiro. Everyone makes them, it's all apart of life.

* The machine blinked as the armor was done printing. Hiro quickly grabbed the armor piece and began to put it on Baymax*

Hiro: Not ones that put the whole city in danger. *Sighs*...Well...It looks like you were right Cora.

*Cora was bringing in the next part of the armor when she heard him speak.*

Cora: Pardon?

Hiro: Even if it did sound crazy at the time, you still had a legitimate point and I ignored it. And what's worse is that I'm the one who caused it...

*Cora looks at her feet before speaking up.*

Cora: Hiro... After we had that fight... I...went up and talked to Grandville over what she said.

Hiro: W-what? You talked to Grandville about that?!

Cora: Not entirely...just about what happened in the lab... I went up and told her what she said to you may have hurt you instead of inspire you... She didn't say much, but she at least heard me out...

Hiro: You did all that...for me? Even after we fought like that?

Cora: Of course I did, I've said this to you before and I'll say it to you again as many times as I must. I love you Hiro. And I'm with you all the way, and I'm never giving up on you, No. Matter. What.

*Hiro felt his heart beat faster than before and felt his emotions elevate higher than before. And so to show his gratitude and love, Hiro goes up to Cora and kisses her. She was caught off guard until she accepts it and wraps her arms around him, to show that he is forgiven and that she'll stay with him. Meanwhile, the robots continued their rampage, destroying property and putting everyone at risk. A woman tripped over the debris and was about to fall victim to the robots when a yellow clad woman zoomed in and grabbed the lady, getting her out of harm's way. Once the woman was safe, Gogo went towards the robot army as she throws her disk to hit them. Honey Lemon then pulls out a chem ball and throws it at the robots where it expands and became a big ball of goo that got any robots it rolled over stuck to it. While Fred and Wasabi hid behind a car.*

Fred: Wasabi, one of us has to be a decoy.

Wasabi: Flip for it. Roof or wheels?

* A robot threw the car up and over them as they were betting on which side would be facing up when it landed.*

Fred: Wheels, obviously.

* The car did indeed land with it's wheels up*

Wasabi: How was that obvious?!

Fred: Watch a movie sometime, a flipped car always land wheels up, Co'mon.

* And so while Wasabi threw a rock to get the robots attention, Fred went to prepare his attack. The robot shot its laser blast at Wasabi as he dodged out of the way and went back behind the car he and Fred were previously hiding behind as the robot kept shooting at him.*

Wasabi: I DON'T THINK I'M CUT OUT FOR THIIIISS!

* At that moment, Fred moves up behind the robot*

Fred: Fredzilla time!

* He set on his fire breath only to find it had little effect as the robot pushes and pins Fred down.*

Fred: Halp...

* The robot was charging its laser blast when Wasabi came in and sliced the robot in half. Honey Lemon and Gogo went to check up on the two men as they saw what happened.*

Honey Lemon: Wasabi are you ok?

Wasabi: No *wheeze* I'm not *wheeze* I'm...great?..Adrenaline's flowing! I'm feeling it! * activates laser blades* Ok! Who's next! Bring it! I said bring it, while I'm riding this adrenaline wave!

* And so Wasabi ran off to fight the robots while the gang watched and Fred gave two thumbs up.*

* Back at the lab, Hiro and Cora finished up making Baymax's boots.*

Baymax: Hiro, do you feel better now?

Hiro: I'll feel better when we beat Yama's robots.

* the sound of a laser blast was heard outside.*

Hiro: Hang on.

* Hiro walked over to the door*

Baymax: Hang on to what?

Cora: Its an expression Baymax.

* Hiro peered out into the hall where he saw the cause of the noise.*

Yama: You! Guard the door!

* As one robot left, Yama activated the screen*

Screen: Welcome to SFIT virtual guide. This Saturday, Muirahara woods fun run.

Yama: fun...*grunt*

* Hiro watched Yama figure out the screen as Baymax and Cora appeared behind him. Hiro quickly pushed Baymax and Cora out of the way*

Cora: What did you find?

Hiro: Shhhh...

Baymax: Shhhh...

*Cora shook her head before looking at Hiro.*

Cora: *whispering* What did you find?

Hiro: Yama must've sent out those other bots as a distraction.

Screen: You are here.

Yama: Here. I know I'm here! Where is here?

* Hiro quickly made a phone call to his friends*

Hiro: Guys, Yama just broken into the school, I-I think he really wants that thing from Grandville's office.

Wasabi: Seriously?!

* Back at the city, Wasabi was wrestling with a robot*

Wasabi: It's a paperweight!

Gogo: Also, we're kinda busy right now!

* Gogo threw his disk as it hits a robot in the head and falls down from the higher level it was on. Only for it to get up again and to be jumped on at squashed by Fred as he does the same with a few other robots.*

Fred: Too. Many. Robots!

Honey Lemon: Hiro! You and Cora should get out of there!

* The trio were at the school trying to figure out their predicament.*

Hiro: No, Baymax and I will find a way to hold off Yama.

Gogo: * Grunts* We'll be there as soon as we-

* The line cut off*

Hiro: Buddy, time to be a super hero!

* He pulled out the super hero chip. Afterwards Hiro, Baymax, and Cora looked at the lone robot.*

Cora: Ok, let's take out that guy first, ready Baymax?

Baymax: Yes.

Hiro: Cora, you go back and finish up Baymax's armor. I can't risk you getting hurt because of me again.

Cora: *Sighs* Hiro, how many times do I have to tell you? You and I both know that I'm sticking with you no matter what happens. I'd be a lousy girlfriend if I couldn't help you out, K?

Hiro: * Sighs, then smiles* Okay.

* Hiro, Cora, and Baymax sneaked towards the robot, but then Hiro's phone starts ringing, alerting the robot. The robot launched a punch towards them but they quickly dodge out of the way as Hiro also answers his phone. *

Hiro: Hello?!

* The caller was Aunt Cass.*

Aunt Cass: Hiro!

Hiro: Hey! Aunt Cass, kind of busy!

Aunt Cass: Me too! The Sea food market was jammed but I got the most amazing deal on butter fish! I even ran into Cora's family and we decided to have dinner together!

*Indeed Cass got Butterfish, much to the discomfort of the other passengers, the only ones sitting on either side of Aunt Cass without any complaint was Cora's family. Mizuchi( Cora's father) Simply looked up, appearing more intimidating as if his height and muscular built wasn't already. And Kaguya( Cora's Grandmother) simply inhaled the strawberry scented hankerchief in her hands.*

* Hiro at the school was caught by the robot*

Aunt Cass: We just got on the train, so we'll be back at the cafe soon ok? You and Cora don't snack.

* Dangling at the feet, Hiro quickly finished the conversation.*

Hiro: Ok gotta go love you bye!

*The robot pushed Baymax against the wall as Cora jumped up on the robot's back.

Baymax: Violence is not a recommended solution.

* Cora found exposed wires and quickly pulled them out, but the robot ripped Baymax's inflatable exterior as it shut down.*

Hiro: Baymax!

Baymax: Oh no... I am in need of repair.

* Looking up and down at Baymax, Cora and Hiro got an idea.

Cora: Actually Baymax...you look perfect.

* Back at the city, Fred side-kicked another robot. *

Fred: I could do this all night!

* The robot behind him charged up its attack on Fred but was stopped by Honey Lemon. The pink goo encasing the robot before turning it instantly into pink dust that blew all over the place with a small touch courtesy of Honey Lemon.*

Honey Lemon: You ok Freddy?

Fred: *Cough* Yes..I am.. thanks to you! Super hero...Wink.

* Honey Lemon looked confused over Fred's words*

Fred: You can't see it but there's so much winking going on in here.

* The hallway was already trashed as the robots wrecked everything on sight. Meanwhile the trio were hidden behind a corner in the hallway, with Baymax completely stripped. As of now, Yama found Grandville's office*

Yama: Key card...Here's my keycard!

* Yama simply snapped his fingers and the robot punched the door open.*

Yama: Tear it apart!

* the rest of the robots walked inside with Yama following behind them.*

Hiro: Uh- ok, Baymax. We need you to act like one of the bad Baymaxes.

* Baymax blinked in response*

Baymax: Act is not a command I understand.

Hiro: Just do what they do! And get the paperweight!

* With that, Baymax walked past the other robots rummaging for the paperweight and headed to Grandville's office. With his scanner he quickly located the paperweight and grabbed it.*

Yama: Hey! Aren't you the one thats supposed to be guarding the-

* Yama and the other two robots arrived.*

Yama: Ugh! Never mind! Just help them!

* The other two robots rummaged around the office.*

Yama: What are you waiting for? Find that thing!

* After tipping over the desk to make it look like he was searching too and with no one looking, Baymax walked away to return to the young teens. But as he did, Yama knocked over the books around Grandville's office, but as he did one book fell on his head*

Yama: Ow!

* This activated Baymax's health care mode to the dismay of Hiro and Cora, who were both just beside the door.*

Hiro and Cora: Oh no.

Baymax: Hello, I am Baymax.

Yama: What?

Baymax: I was alerted to the need of medical attention when you said ow.

* As Baymax performed his default introduction, he exposed the paper weight in his hand.*

Baymax: On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?

* Yama smiled evilly as he saw the paper weight.*

Yama: Get him.

* The other robots went to apprehend Baymax*

Baymax: Oh no.

Yama: * laughs evilly* It's over Zero!

Hiro and Cora: The/His name's Hiro!

* Cora then launched a kick to Yama's face before Hiro released the rocket fist at Yama, landing him on the ground and dropping the paper weight. The paper weight chipped before it released a green light, and at that moment both Hiro and Yama had rushed towards it to try and grab it but instead it flew up into the air causing the two to crash into each other and attached itself to one of the robots. The robot, overcome with this foreign energy tried to land a punch. Baymax simply rolled away.*

Baymax: Oh no.

* The Robot grabbed Baymax and spun around like crazy before throwing him out the window where Baymax held on to the railing.*

Hiro: Hang on Baymax!

Baymax: Hiro, You are in danger.

* The robot continued walking before Cora tried to launch a kick, to which it caught her foot and let her dangle upside down before she freed her foot by slipping it out of her boot. The robot then spazzed as the green light overwhelmed it before it crashed. With that the object released itself as Yama picked it up.*

Yama: So that's why he wants it!

* Cora let out a cry as she launched a punch towards him, but he quickly caught her.*

Yama: I'm getting really tired of your-

* He looked down at Cora's bare foot where he saw a crustacean-like scorpion on her ankle.*

Yama: That symbol... It can't be! Its- never mind.*

* Yama threw Cora out the window to which Baymax caught her with his free arm. Hiro watched as Yama waked away, but instantly returned his attention on Baymax and Cora.*

Baymax: This is not safe. If you do not let me go you might fall, and Cora, you must climb up and get inside to safety.

Hiro: NO! You'll brea- gah!

* Hiro wasn't strong enough to hold Baymax let alone both Baymax and Cora as he let go, but Baymax was quick to throw Cora to where Hiro was as he caught her and pulled her in, but now Baymax was falling down. But just as it seemed it was the end, a large blue goo saved him from the concrete floor. The gang had arrived to aid Hiro and Cora*

Baymax: This was a positive outcome.

Hiro: Thanks Honey Lemon.

Honey Lemon: We're not loosing anybody on my watch.

Gogo: What happened?

Hiro: That paper weight, it isn't just a paper weight.

Fred: Wait, you guys really thought it was a paper weight? Whatever the villain's trying to get is never what it seems, that's comic book 101. Grandville's 'paperweight' probably has some cool untold power.

Wasabi: But why would she have something so dangerous on her desk.

Fred: Maybe, one of its untold powers is holding. Down. Papers.

Cora: Yeah... That's a very...obvious observation that makes absolutely no sense to the matter at hand here. But we can try to figure this all out later. Right now, We've got some superhero work to do.

* With that, Hiro fixed up Baymax's inflatable exterior while he and Cora got dressed in their hero armor. With that said, Cora puts on Baymax's armor as Hiro looked at Tadashi's baseball cap.*

Hiro:*Sigh* I'm gonna make this right.

* As the trio left the room, Tadashi's cap was placed next to the magnetic battery holding the bolt in perfect harmony. And so they left the school and stepped into the city and stood imposingly, ready to defend the innocent and take down villainy.*

Fred: *Tearing up and sniffling* I always knew that we'd all be together again, just like this.

Honey Lemon: Do you need a tissue Fred?

Fred: No, I don't need a tissue. I'll be ok.

Hiro: You sure? Because we should probably go catch Yama.

* Yama ran through the filthy alley ways of San Fransokyo as he informed his boss*

Yama: This is not just an alloy, You could have told me!

Obake: Why would I do that? You're a dog fetching a ball, bring me the ball.

* Obake watched Yama run through the streets as he tinkered on an object. Yama had just stopped running.*

Yama: I'm on my way! But uh... there is something else... your ball is broken. Just a little bit! Bye!

* The gang flew through the city on San Fransokyo. Hiro on the front as Cora held onto him from behind, Gogo and Honey Lemon on either side of them, and Wasabi and Fred holding onto Baymax's arms until they landed on the rooftop of a tall building*

Fred: Alright! What do we do now?!

Hiro: Time to fire up that super sensor Baymax!

*Baymax: Scanning for Yama.

* Baymax's visor went online as he searched throughout the city. Hiro activated his helmet to identify the object.*

Hiro: Nano-induction.

Fred: Of course!...Please explain that!

Hiro: T-that's what happening inside that metal! It can amp up anything electric powered to a dangerous level!

Baymax: Yama located there.

*Baymax pointed to the direction where Yama currently is.*

Honey Lemon: The train station!

Wasabi: The ELECTRIC train people!

* Both Hiro and Cora knew what that meant*

Hiro: Aunt Cass!

Cora: Papa and Grandmama are on that train too!

* Meanwhile on the train, Aunt Cass hummed happily to herself as she held the butter fish in her hands as Mizuchi and Kaguya still sat next to her, while the other passengers stayed away from the stinky fish.*

Mizuchi: Hmm. Cora has been pretty busy with that boy lately, you don't suppose they are-

*Whack*

Mizuchi: Ow! What did I do this time Oka-sama?!

Kaguya: You should have more faith in Hiro, he would never do such a thing... That would be implying that Cass here didn't raise her nephew to have better common courtesy than that.

Aunt Cass: * Stops humming and looks at Mizuchi* Mizuchi. You don't really think I actually raised Hiro to be that kind of person do you?

Mizuchi: * Starts blushing from embarrassment while scratching the back of his head* Uhhh... N-no, no of course not Miss Cass! I know Hiro is a good kid, really I do and you've done a wonderful job raising him to be such. I...just... Well...

Aunt Cass: Still have a hard time believing that your little girl is actually involved with a boy and thus bringing your overprotective daddy instincts out that make you wanna strangle my nephew even though you know he would never do anything to hurt Cora?

Mizuchi: * Looks stunned at Cass* Uh... Y-yeah... That uh... * Looks down in embarrassment* That sounds about right...

Kaguya: Well, there's no need to worry about that. Hiro is much too sweet a boy and cares too much for Cora to do anything like that to her without her consent and at the very least talking to us about it first. * Mutters into her handkerchief under her breath* But if they are truly doing what you suggest, they better be wearing protection.

* Yama panted as he went on the escalator that leads into the train station, however the object's attraction to the electric-powered escalator was too strong and amped it up and caused it to speed up with Yama on it. The object and Yama were flung into the train tracks where the object attached itself to the train itself, specifically the one with Hiro's aunt and Cora's family inside.*

Yama: Train!

* Yama got off the train tracks just in time right before the train sped away, causing the passengers to jolt at the sudden speeding of the train as the butter fish landed on the unfortunate passengers and one landed on Kaguya's lap. But the train continued speeding down the tracks, and as it did Mizuchi shielded Aunt Cass and his mother-in-law as the passengers screamed. The stray nano went up to a floating turbine as the speeding train passed by it which caused it fly off it's cord and into another floating turbine causing both to explode, barely missing the flying heroes as they managed to catch up with the train where it was ramming straight to Central Station.*

Hiro: We have to stop it before it hits Central Station! Gogo! Wasabi! Cut off engine from the rest of the train!

Gogo: On it.

Wasabi: Wait what Ahhhh!

* Wasabi and Gogo landed on the train tracks and sped towards the engine with Wasabi, who was being piggybacked by Gogo, was screaming all the way. Once at the end of the train, Gogo threw Wasabi onto it.*

Gogo: Wasabi do your thing!

*Wasabi climbed to the top of the train and started making his way towards the engine.*

Wasabi: Even with the adrenaline, I have really mixed feelings about this!

* The passengers held onto the railings and their seats as the train continued its dangerous speed. Kaguya clung to her cane and the railing as Aunt Cass held onto Mizuchi's arm as Mizuchi himself held onto the strap, to which his strength nearly pulled it out from the ceiling. Wasabi made it to the engine and cut it off with one of his laser blades, leaving behind only the passengers.*

Hiro: Honey Lemon! Fred! Slow down those passengers cars!

Honey Lemon: It's hero time Freddy!

* Honey Lemon and Fred jumped down onto the tracks*

Fred: Big hero time!

* Honey Lemon brought out her first five chem balls to slow down the train but were shattered by the speed the train is going. Finally a yellow blob was thrown to which it finally slowed down to a stop. With the speed no longer affecting the passengers, Aunt Cass and Cora's family went to recover the fish.*

Aunt Cass: Don't step on our dinner, it's butter fish! It's better than other fish.

Passenger #1: * To Mizuchi* Do you know this woman?

Mizuchi: * Turns and glares at the passenger* Yes. Problem with that?

* The size of the man quickly shut him up.*

Kaguya: That's what I thought.

* Hiro, Cora, and Baymax flew towards the engine itself.*

Hiro: The rest is up to us buddy, someone has to help.

Cora: Then lets do it Hiro!

* With that the trio caught up with the still speeding train engine as it speeds towards Central Station. Baymax landed right in front of the train to try and block it but was instead pushed along with it as Hiro went to focus on the object as Cora held on to him tightly.*

Hiro: Techno gloves on!

* With the magnetism pull of the gloves the object flew straight to his hand, and so the train finally stopped.*

Hiro: Ok Baymax- Woahhh!

* The object quikly found its replacement into Baymax's power, overloading his circuits.*

Baymax: Over Charge. Over Charge! OVER CHARGE!

* Baymax's rocket first shot off and his thrusters shot up to the sky with Hiro and Cora on him. Cora looked down at the city and began to breath heavily, which Hiro noticed.*

Hiro: Babe are you ok?!

Cora: Just focus on the thing Hiro! I'll be fine!

* The speed they are going was causing Baymax's visor to crack as Hiro strained himself to stop the object.*

Hiro: Reverse polarity!

* With the polarity of the object finally reversed, it began to shake uncontrollably before Hiro threw it far into the stratosphere before it exploded, causing a large bang of green and white light. The force of the bang pushed Hiro off of Baymax, but with Cora's suction cup gloves and boots held on. They both screamed as they fell down towards the city.*

Cora: Hiro!

* She extended her hand desperatly as Hiro swam towards her, both hands finally clasping as Cora brought him back down to Baymax. With the speed they are going, Hiro quickly opened a panel on Baymax's armor and started rewiring.*

Hiro: Co'mon, co'mon, co'mon!

* Hiro then saw Cora's hands handle the additional wires, they looked at each other and nodded with determination. Finally they connected the wires to start up Baymax's thrusters.*

Baymax: Hello

* The thrusters activated in the nick of time as they barely hit the streets below.*

Hiro and Cora: * Sigh in relief.*

Baymax: Your heart rates are accelerated. And your blood oxygen levels are low.

Hiro: Yeah, not bad, considering.

Cora: You can say that again.

* As the firemen helped pull down the passengers safely off the train cars, Kaguya spotted the red robot carrying the young teens as they laughed in relief. She simply smiled as she stared at the sky.*

Kaguya: * Muttering* Well, at least they're wearing protection...

* With that, the trio reunited with their friends waiting on the streets below.*

Wasabi: A little too close to disaster there.

Gogo: But...It wasn't.

Honey Lemon: We saved a lot of people, together.

Hiro: Fred and Cora were right all along.

* Hiro helped Cora climb down as she leaned on him for support and smiled at him.*

Fred: Yes, Fred and Cora were right all along!...Wait what?

Hiro: Yeah, believe or not Fred, Cora thinks you have a point about us continuing to be super heroes all along. We did all this 'cause we can be way more than what we were before, and what we think we are now.

Fred: So what I'm hearing is we're all fully committed to being a super team and we'll sign legally binding contracts to that affect.

Wasabi: Fred, how about this?

* He extends his arm to the the groups' hands*

Fred: Haha! To the power of Seven!

Honey Lemon, Gogo, Wasabi, Hiro, Cora: To the power of Seven!

Baymax: To the power of seven.

* The next day, Hiro and Cora walked towards Grandville's office holding hands. As they made it to the door, Hiro gulped as he stared at the door, but then he felt a kiss on the cheek by courtesy of Cora.*

Cora: You can do this Hiro.

* Hiro blushed and smiled at her before he turned back to the door.*

* Grandville was picking up the mess in her office when she heard a knock on her door...Which quickly fell down.*

Grandville: Come in Mr. Hamada.

Hiro: * Faking shock* Oh wow what a mess! What happened?

Grandville: There are many unanswered questions. Can I help you with something?

* Cora peeked at the scene.*

Hiro: I-I've been thinking about what you said, you know about balance? Tadashi found his and accomplished amazing things.

Grandville: Good, we agree.

Hiro: But he also took risks. I-I mean, the last thing he said to me 'Somebody has to help'. Tadashi will always be my inspiration but I'm not him, I have to figure out how to be me and * sigh* I'm gonna make some mistakes.*

*Cora smiled warmly while nodding her head in approval.*

Grandville: Yes, impatient shortcuts. Dangerous risks.

Hiro: Ah well, those are, awfully specific.

Grandville: I have decided that working in your brother's lab will be good for you Mr. Hamada. I was thinking over a conversation I had with someone about you and have come to realize that she did have a considerable, and rather fair point.

Hiro: Really?

Grandville: Perhaps Tadashi's legacy will help you avoid some of those immature mistakes.

Hiro: Couldn't hurt.

* He tried giving a genuine hug, but Grandville was quick to block him.*

Hiro: Ehh maybe no hug.

Grandville: Let's not.

Cora: *giggles*

Grandville: I can see you Miss Mizishio.

*Cora walked in and rubbed the back of her head sheepishly as she goes to stand next to Hiro.*

Grandville: It seems that no matter what, you always stayed by Mr. Hamada's side, even when he does makes some mistakes.

Cora: *Smiling* Well Professor, someone has to be there for him when he needs it the most. Besides, I'd be a pretty lousy girlfriend if I wasn't there for him. And I honestly wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for Hiro. You see, the first night I went bot fighting was also when I first met him and we battled together, and begun our partner/friendship. The reason I never had a police record is because he saved me from getting caught every time, even if he wasn't always so lucky to save himself. A-and the final night when I was going to quit bot fighting when Dad got a job, he and I confessed that we really like each other. I would have never dreamed of going to SFIT if it weren't for him. In a way...he's my hero.

*Grandvilles eyes widen at the girl's words, she thought they were only friends. But she realized she should have known better since it seemed they were almost always together and quickly replaced her surprise with a smirk, knowing that these two would make SFIT a lot more interesting* Hiro smiles warmly at her, touched that Cora sees him as her hero. Not just as a super hero, but as someone who changed her life. He then gives her a warm hug, which Cora happily gives back*

* And so the group of heroes went across the city.*

Hiro: We didn't set out to be super heroes, but sometimes life doesn't go the way you planned.

*As Hiro and Cora flew on Baymax, Fred super jumped up in the sky as he ran across the city and breathed fire.*

Hiro: The good thing is, my brother wanted to help a lot of people. and that's what we're gonna do.

* Gogo zoomed past the train as Honey Lemon used the chem balls to travel and Wasabi ran with them with his laser blades out.*

Hiro: Who are we?

* As if by scenery, the group posed heroically...That actually turned out to be the case. As on the screen, someone was watching them...and that someone was the very same person who Yama was working for...The one who wanted the powerful paper weight in the first place.*

Obake: Big Hero 7...

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