#(and then girl next door again and now it’s susie’s theme)

[zombvibes]

Watching a video on tr-ansp-hobia/ter-fs and the entire bg is just the deltarune ost which is making it very hard to get through…

anyways watch tirrrb thank you

[jenma2ca]

My Dream-

Granger

A TV Series about Hermione Granger at

Clifden Institute of Magic

Because Witches & Wizards who want to specialize need to study for an additional 3-4 years of study, preferably at an Institute of Magic. Duh!

Background-

IMs (Institutes of Magic) came into formation around the year 800. There had always been specialized organizations/program/academies for high levels of Magic. They usually took less than a handful of students each year. Around 800AD the area now know as Nairobi, Kenya had more than 20 of these academies. They joined together and the first IM was founded. IMs were few and small for many years. In the 1800s they continued to grown in enrollment and prestige. This was continued into the 1900s when these IMs became funded by magical governments offering exceptional witches and Wizards the chance to study advanced magics for free. Although specialized academies still exist throughout the world, there are only 25 Official IMs Globally. Although there have been rumors for years about secret IMs for high level dangerous or experimental Magic, none have been confirmed.

Clifden IM , in County Leitrim Ireland, was founded in the year 1050 by Merlin and Morgana High Wizard and Witch of Camelot. The IM itself is invisible to muggles. Only once in the early 1800s did a muggle once view Clifden. He believed it to be the gateway to another universe or perhaps Heaven. He went insane looking for it and eventually recreated the castle from what he remembered . The real Clifden Institute is 1000 times larger and more grand than the muggle replica castle. It is said to be one of the most expansive and beautiful Magical institutes on earth. While it is far from being the oldest, it is considered an elite school competing with Bayou IM in New Orleans, Louisiana USA, Nairobi IM, and Scholomance IM in Transylvania, Romania. (Rumored to be run by the devil to ward off Muggle, but actually run by Magical Creatures -Vampires-Werewolves-Giants-etc who were originally not allowed in traditional IMs, and still face discrimination in employment, the school's speciality is The Dark Arts)

The Show-

Hermione is awarded a special entry into a top level DADA program due to her fighting Voldemort. It’s her secondary field. Her Primary study is Comparative Magical Politics & Wizarding Relations . Hermione is beginning to think about a career in government. Normally student decide these things their final year of Hogwarts, but Hermione missed that year due to her Horcrux search. After graduating in 1999, she continued onto Clifden Institute of Magic.

Ron mises her. He supports her though. Time are hard with the distance. He’s undergoing intense training with Harry and of focused on work, but misses her a lot. Jealousy may occurs and they may go their separate ways for a while, but they always come back to each other. (It’s a TV series, we need the Drama!!)

Hermione & friends dealing with their PTSD of being children of war.

Hermione & her BFFs Ginny, Kellah, Angie, Ali, and Chelsea (aka Chelsea Cho-Chang, because “Cho” liked Quidditch but didn’t loved it and wants to leave her jock friends attitude, and childhood nickname in the past) hanging out, practicing magic on levels they didn’t know existed, dating. It’s PG-13 so nothing to out there, we want teens to see a beautiful intelligent Black leader in Hermione as she growns up, so it will be darker with more adult themes, but still PG-13.

Hermione Roomies/Friends/Classmates/Emenies

Apartmentmates- Parvarti & Padma Patil, Kellah Williams. Ginny Weasley (first woman in the family to go to a IM, her mom is very proud)

Next door student apartments

-Percy Weasley & Penelope Clearwater. Percy worked the ministry taking corospondance classes in Comparative Magical Politics & Wizarding (Hermione's same field) at the ministry’s Intern program, as they were funded by his intern job. After the battle at Hogwarts Percy needed a change, and after a breakdown he decided to quit his job and become a full time student. He is now a third year student and Hermiones’s SA (Sorcerers Apprentice/ AKA TA). He currently lives with his girlfriend Penny.

- Dean Thomas. Seamus Finnigan. Neville Longbottom. Ibrahim “Ibi” Bem. Emmanuel “Manny”Bem (who BTW- parents were Voldy supporters even though their mom’s big bro, AKA Uncle Kingsley fought him at Hogwarts. Their parents were killed a few weeks after the battle of Hogwarts and now the boys are being raised by their Uncle the new Minister of magic. They aren’t handeling all their new found “fame” too well.

- Angelina “Angie” Johnson. Alicia “Ali” Spinnet. Two of Hermiones closest friends.

- Hannah Abbot. Susan “Susie” Bones. Marietta “Mari” Edgecombe. Chelsea Cho Chang.

-Justin Finch Fletchley. Ernie Macmillan. Zachariah “Zach” Smith. Michael Corner

-Off Campus Student Mansion. Cuz you know these girls pulled some strings, pooled their money and bought the nicest place in Clifden.

-Pansy Parkinson. Mafalda “Mal” Weasley. Flora Carrie. Hesita “Hess” Carrow. Daphnee & Astoria “Tori” Greengrass.

-Draco Malloy. Blaise Zambini. Joshua “Pike”.

Off campus apartments ( non students)

Lee Jordan. With occasional long visits from his BFF George Weasley who really wants to hang out with Angie.

“Friends/Frenemies” who drop by for a few episodes throughout the series

(these people don’t go to Clifden as Students but still can come by

“ Katie”Bell. Leanne. Oliver Wood. Cormac McLaggen. “Romi” Vane. Dennis Creavy. Luna Lovegood. “Greg” Goyle. “Millie” Bullstrode. Adrian Pucey. Chase Vasiey. Marcus Flint. “Theo” Nott. Miles Bletchley. Graham Montague. Graham Pritchard. Malcom Braddock. Gemma Farley. Cassius “Cass” Warrington. Harry Potter. “Ron”/“Charlie”/“Bill” & Flure Weasley/ . (Some deep cuts here- if you know you know)

Also let’s be honest, HP was pretty white. Black Hermione being roommates with The Patil sisters, & Kellah, and BFFs with Angie, Ali, Dean, Lee, the Bem Bros, & Chelsea would be pretty cool. They have to kick Blaise’s Anti-muggle ass though.

Ps 19 years ago, Snape one got stupid potion drunk after he ran into a Lily-Lookalike visiting London from Canada. He saw her again that night, and being that she had just had a bad breakup and he looked like her goth musician boyfriend, well... lets just say, Draco is going to have surprise roommate who just graduated from Ilvermorny and reminds him very very much of an old teacher, with Lilly’s eyes of course 😋

[yamithediaperdork]

Shoulda done your chores (Malcore story, Written by Yaoifan)

Josh sighed as he looked at Gary. He had been a pain all day. Josh had gotten home from work to find his son laying on the sofa playing video games chatting with his friends with a gaming headset. Cans of pop and a chip and candy wrappers littered the floor. And worse of all Gary hadn’t done his chores at all. “What do you think your doing young man? I left a list of chores for you to do this morning.” Josh asked as he set his brief case on the dinning room table, the list glaring at him from where he lift it along with the $40 dollars that Gary was supposed to use to order take out for dinner. Gary looked at his Dad. “I was gonna do it later.” Gary said still playing his game as his Dad gave a annoyed huff and walked over to the wall by the TV and unplugged the power cable to his sons gaming system. The TV went dark, the words “no imput” appearing on the screen as Gary sat on the sofa his jaw falling open. Gary’s face went red with rage as he tossed his remote onto the sofa along with his headset as he stood up and looked at his Dad. He then yelled at his father. “I said I’d do it later you FUCKING ASSHOLE!” Gary then stood silent as he looked at his Dad realizing what he had said. It was now Josh’s turn to turn red in the face as he looked at his 14 year old son. “What did you just say?” Josh asked as he stood there, staring at his son. “I...Dad I’m sorry! I’ll do all my chores now!” Gary said in a panicked voice as he went to start his chores but Josh’s hand grabbed his arm in a iron grip. Josh looked at Gary as he dragged him down the hall. “You do NOT use that kind of langue. And defiantly NOT at your Father.” Josh said as he lead Gary too a room that he was all to familiar with. The had a sign on it that in baby blocks writing said “Baby’s Room”. “Dad, no please. I’ll do all my chores and you can take away my allowance for a month.” Gary said. Pleading with his father as he opened the door to the room. Inside was a nursery for a baby girl. But the furniture, the crib, changing table, it all was made for a adult in size. “It’s too late Gary.” Josh said as he drug his son inside. “You have to the count of ten to strip.” Josh said as he looked at his son. “One...” “Okay, you can keep my allowance for two months.” Gary said looking at his Dad. “Two...” Josh said in a tone full of authority. Gary looked at his Dad as the counting continued. Panic written across his face. “For a year. You can take my allowance for a year!” Gary yelled at Josh who just kept counting. “7...” Gary looked horrified as he looked at his Dad. “8.. If I have to undress you, you won’t like the punishment afterwards.” Josh said as he continued. “9...” Gary finally seeing no way out looked at his Dad. “Okay!” He said as he took of his shirt along with his pants and underwear. Standing in front of his father as naked as the day he was born Gary blushed as he used his hands to cover his member. “Good. Now get on the changing table.” Josh said as he watched his son climb onto the changing table. Then lay down on it. Josh smiled as he opened one of the many drawers under the changing pad that was a light pink covered in princesses, and castles, and unicorns with rainbows. Josh grabbed baby powder, lotion, along with a very thick pink disney princess themed diaper. “Gary, I cannot begin to express how disappointed I am.” Josh said as he went to work unfolding the diaper then lifting his son’s bottom into the air by grabbing his leg. The reply that came from his son was “I’m sorry!” and “Please don’t Daddy!” Once the diaper was under Gary’s bottom Josh reached for a shelf that was above the changing table and grabbed a pink chastity device. Upon seeing what his Father grabbed Gary pleaded more with his dad. “No! Please don’t Daddy! I’ll be good, I swear!” Gary said as he felt his dad fitting the device over his member. “I know you will be. This is just to make sure your very good.” Josh said as once the device was fitted over Gary’s member and balls, the click of a small lock, locking closed made Gary’s pleas cease as tears flowed down his son’s cheeks. Josh then grabbed the lotion and applied it to Gary’s skin. Once he was good and coated Josh reached to the shelf again grabbing a little white jar with a green lid. Opening the jar Josh grabbed two bullet shapped objects and placed the jar back on the shelf. Taking them Josh quickly insulted them both one after the other into his son’s rectum. Gary let out a small whimper. Josh shh’ed his son telling him it would be all right as he tapped the diaper shut and then had Gary sit up. Josh smiled as he wiped Gary’s tears away and then grabbed a pair of pink sneakers as he then helped them along with a pair of pink socks with white lace onto Gary’s feet. Standing Gary up the boy’s eyes filled with confusion as instead of getting Gary dressed Josh took his hand and lead him out of the room. “Dad...aren’t you gonna dress me?” Gary asked in a meek voice, his cheeks hot from embarrassment. Josh shook his head. “No silly. You’ll just get your pretty dress all dirty.” Josh said making his son more confused until Josh opened the front door. “Now go play in your sandbox while Daddy orders dinner.” Josh said as he shoved Gary outside, The teen protesting and begging. “No! Please Dad! I swear I’ll be a good gurl!” Gary said shock filling him at promising to be a good gurl for Daddy. Garys ears filled with the tall tale sound of a lock clicking. “You can come in when the food gets here.” Josh said.

Gary turned and looked around in horror. It was late evening as he eyed the neighbors houses not seeing any movement as he then looked at the old sandbox. Josh had made it for Gary when he was a kid. Along with a box next to it with a lid full of toys. Gary swallowed as he slowly went to the sandbox. Looking around his face and body hot with embarrassment as he opened the box and groaned. He had forgotten his Dad had replaced all the trucks, and action figures with toy horses and barbies. Grabbing a horse and barbie Gary slowly got into the sandbox and whimpered as he began to play. Seeing his Dad watching from the window while on the phone. Sitting in the sandbox on his diapered butt with his legs spread open Gary played. Having his barbie princess discover a magical talking horse to take her on a adventure. After several minutes Gary saw his neighbors daughter who he used to babysit for some extra cash look at him as she was coming home. She giggled and ran inside her house coming out with her older brother who was home from collage. Issac looked at Gary and busted out laughing as he walked over. “Gary what the hell are you doing?!” Issac asked as he grinned holding his little sister, Susies hand. Gary’s face grew hotter then he thought possible as he answered. “I’m playing.” Gary said as he felt his stomach gurgle rather loudly. Issac who Josh used to have babysit Gary when he was younger just grinned. “I can see that but why the hell are you in a diaper...and a girls one at that.”  Issac asked as Susie had let go of her brothers hand was digging through the toy box. “Because I...I was bad and Dad’s punishing me.” Gary said as he let out a small groan. Hoping Issac would leave before he ended up using his diaper. Issac couldn’t believe what he was seeing as he pulled out his cellphone and began to take photos of Gary. Susie had already decided to join Gary in the sandbox as Josh let her play in it whenever she wanted as long as she put the toys away. “I can see and from the sound of things it seems like your gonna end up using them.” Issac said with a laugh as Gary began to get sweat on his brow as he began too hold his belly. “No I’m not.” Gary said as he groaned and a muffled yet wet sounding fart escaped his bottom. Susie made a face as she dropped the toys in the sandbox and went to hid behind her brother. “Brother, Gary’s being gross.” She said as Issac ruffled her hair. “He can’t help it Susie.” He said as he sent his sister inside. Gary groaned as he then got up and ran to the front door and began banging on it. “Dad! I’m done playing. Please let me in!” Gary yelled as the cramps in his belly grew worse. “Gary I said you need to wait for the food to get here. And put away the toys.” Josh said as he grinned forgetting Issac was home. Gary groaned as he went back to the sandbox and picked up the toys. Putting them away as fast as he could. Worried with each bend to pick them up that he would let lose the load he was holding back. Finished with putting the toys away Gary shot Issac a glare as he was filming the whole thing. Just then a car pulled up and out came a young man in a delivery uniform. As he looked up his jaw dropped. “The fuck??” He asked as Issac turned to him telling him get out his phone and record the show. Gary ran to the door banging on it even harder then before. “DADDY! The foods here!!” Gary yelled with tears in his eyes. He groaned as a cramp overtook him so much that he fell to his knees and cried out for Issac and the driver to look away as a loud fart filled the air followed by the princess diaper sagging heavily as Gary moaned as his guts poured out the hot mess into his diaper. After what seemed a eternity Gary sobbed as the door opened and Josh made a face. “Gary, you couldn’t wait til AFTER dinner to do that?!” Josh said as he smiled and the driver gave Josh the food holding his nose running back to his car leaving. 'There’s a place we can never order from again.' Josh thought as he saw Issac standing in the yard with a big grin. “Hey Issac!” Josh said as he looked at Gary who was hugging his legs begging him to let him inside. “Do you want to make some extra cash babysitting? I even got a gaming system with some fun games I’ll throw in as a bonus.” Josh said with a grimace. “If you can handle the smell that is.” Josh added. “Sure Mister Malcore. I’d love to babysit. Just like old times.” Issac said as he waved goodbye and telling Josh to call him anytime he needed him. Gary continued to sob at his Dads feet. Letting out more hot mess into his diaper as one thought crossed his mind. He’d wish he’d done his chores.

The End

[urdbell18]

Madamspellman Teacher AU: Chapter 7: The One With the Halloween Mash

AN:So as you guys know I was fixing to change the title of the story and I was given a suggestion that I really liked. Maggells on tumblr suggested 'A Seed Hidden in the Heart.' However I wasn't going to just spring the title change on you guys without warning so by next chapter the title will change. Thanks to anyone who offered a title and to all my readers for the overall support. Enjoy!

October was a huge month for Baxter High.

Friday the 11th was club fair. All day long students were abuzz with excitement. Sixth period lessons were cancelled and the remaining periods were shorten by five minutes, not that they paid attention much to Zelda’s annoyance. Her students wouldn’t settle down, whispering and every clock tick made them twitch. By fifth period Zelda was at her wits end and her French 1 class was no better. The bell dismissing them to the fair was a relief, Zelda led her class in an orderly fashion to the school's gymnasium. Her students knew her well enough that if they stepped even a toe out of line they would be sent to the library for the remainder of the day.

The fair was something. While it was mostly targeted to the freshman students each club still made an effort to make themselves known. The bakery club filled the gymnasium with the smell of baked goods that mixed with the popcorn from the movie club. The performing arts corner of the fair jumbled together in a show of costumes, music, and dance. And students ranged between being in awe over everything and running amuck not even caring, using the time to goof off with their friends. Zelda herself just wondered, taking note of what was going on but not really retaining anything. As sad as it might sound she was eager for the day to be over so she could go back to her classroom to prepare for the following week. Students weren’t the only ones anxious for the weekend and Zelda was eager to spend the weekend with her daughter.

“Ms. Spellman.”

“Mr. Hawthorne.” The principle nodded and fixed her with his supposed to be charming but was actually creepy smile. It made her skin crawl but she gave him her best political smile. Hoping with everything that she had that pleasantries were enough, that Hawthorne would leave her be, but no. Hawthorne started following her around mumbling about something she didn’t even care about. All the way in the back Zelda spotted Sabrina with her friends and Mary. Zelda made a beeline to them but Hawthorne grabbed her by her arm two steps in. His touch burned and Zelda turned on her heels so fast that they made an ugly sound on the floor. “Is there a problem Mr. Hawthorne?”

“I’d be careful if I were you Ms. Spellman. Might be more trouble than it’s worth.” Zelda opened her mouth to protest but Hawthorne released her arm and walked away before she could say anything. Zelda stood there confused, she didn’t understand why Hawthorne acted the way he did but decided to ignore it. Hawthorne did a lot of things that she didn’t understand and she wasn’t going to waist her energy to figure the reasoning behind his actions. However, she was curious what her niece and Mary were up to. It had to be something big to get Hawthorne to act the way he did.

And boy was it big. While they were all the way in the back of the gym Sabrina and her friends were making themselves known in a way that rivaled the performing arts corner. Rosalind was using her powerful voice to let her fellow students know who they were. Sabrina was next to her holding up a sign that said W.I.C.C.A. Susie and Mary stood near the folded bleaches handing out flyers. Well, Susie was, Mary just stood there leaning against the bleachers with a smirk on her face and a gleam in her eye that said she was proud.

“What’s all this?” Sabrina and Rosalind started talking all at once.  She held up her hand and they both fell silent. “One at a time so I can understand you.”

“It’s our club Aunt Zee. The Women’s Intersectional Cultural and Creative Association. Or W.I.C.C.A.”

“Sabrina found a loophole online that if a club is registered in the club fair it automatically becomes an official club.”

“We knew we weren’t going to get permission for the club from Hawthorne. I filled out the application and Ms. Wardwell did the rest.”

“Nonsense.” Mary pushed off of the bleaches so she was standing at her full height. “I just snuck you into the fair. Everything else is all you girls.” Mary winked and that proud gleam in her eye became even prouder.

“So that’s why Hawthorne practically accosted me.” Zelda said it in a whisper, not attending anyone to hear her, but Mary did. Mary’s eyes went dark and she stepped squarely in front of Zelda.

“What did he do?”

“Nothing I couldn’t handle.” Mary opened her mouth but Zelda placed a hand on Mary’s shoulder. “I’m fine. What’s done is done.” Mary nodded but the dark look in her eyes remained meaning she wasn’t convinced. Zelda just rolled her eyes, she hasn’t known Mary long but she knew how grossly over protective Mary was. Zelda gave her a small smile and a quick kiss on the cheek. It brought some light back into Mary’s brown eyes and, to Zelda’s satisfaction, a blush to her cheeks. Someone clearing their throat pulled them apart. Hawthorne stood there, his face red and his hands in his crumpled suit pants pocket.

“Thank you Ms. Spellman for volunteering to be a chaperone for the school dance.” Zelda couldn’t hide the look of shock from her face nor could she rebuff even as Hawthorne walked away. Zelda turned her shock expression to Mary and Sabrina who both looked back at her in disbelief.

“What the hell!” They all turned to Rosalind, not because they were shocked at what she said but because it couldn’t be summed up any better.

To say that Zelda was livid would be an understatement.

The school dance was Baxter Highs belated homecoming. Hawthorne kept on postponing the event for one reason or another until he came up with his ‘stroke of genius’. He scheduled the dance for Halloween. Had it be Halloween themed to curve the antics of the teens that still wanted to celebrate the holiday. He kept on bragging about his call with the sheriff about the idea at every given opportunity and it made Zelda boil with rage. As one of the few faculty ‘chaperone’s she was to overlook the preparations for the dance like the decorations and ticket sells that now took up her lunch hour. The preparations kept her at the school till five meaning she wasn’t picking her daughter up till almost five thirty. Livid was the perfect way to describe Zelda’s mood. To top it off now she had to get a costume to wear. Hawthorne was making every faculty staff involved with the dance wear a costume. Which is why she was with her daughter and Mary at a costume store the Saturday before the event.

“You’ve got to love Halloween.” Zelda hummed and looked at Mary who tossed a ‘sexy firefighter’ costume back into a bin.

“You know I need more help than your sarcastic comments.”

“Well, it would help to know what you were looking for.” Zelda groaned and started to knead a kink out of left side of her neck.

“God I hate this.” Mary smiled softly and moved behind Zelda. She placed her hands on Zelda’s shoulders, slipping her hand underneath Zelda’s. Zelda gave off a cross between a moan and a sigh as Mary started to massage her shoulders. Slightly more relaxed Zelda leaned into Mary. Mary moved her hands down Zelda’s arms to than settle on her hips.

“So, I’m guessing it’s a no on the sexy devil?”

“In the off chance that you’re serious the answer is no.” Mary’s chuckle was light, it tickled the hairs on the back of Zelda’s neck. Mary’s mood was contagious, Zelda found herself smiling for the first time in two days.

“Mary, Mommy, I need help.” Zelda sighed and looked at Mary who just smirked.

“What’s wrong Vida?” Vida was standing in front of a wall where rows and rows of costumes and accessories like wigs that accompanied them were displayed.

“I can’t reach it.”

“Reach what?” Vida pointed to the higher rows. Vida’s reach only extended to the third row and the costume that she was looking at was higher. Seventh row and fourth in higher that took a lot of pointing and trial and error until they found it. “Wednesday Addams?” Mary ‘huh’d’ and looked over the costume.

“I thought you wanted to be a bear?’ Vida was always a bear ever since she was one and Hilda bought her a costume for Sabrina’s last trick or treating. She didn’t want to be anything else and the pout that she fixed her mother confirmed that.

“I’m too big for the bear costumes.” Zelda gave her daughter a soft smile. She picked her daughter up, Vida rested her head on her mother’s shoulder and sighed.

“Zelda has anyone told you that your daughter’s a genius?” Zelda and Vida both fixed Mary with a questioning look. Mary just smirked and Zelda could see the gleam of a plan in her brown eyes.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this.” On the other side of the bathroom door Zelda heard Mary chuckle.

“Come on Zelda. I’m sure it looks fine.” Zelda sighed and after giving herself one last breath of encouragement, exited the bathroom. “Oh, ‘Tish.” Zelda scoffed, she was annoyed that Mary started to laugh.

“You are absolutely impossible!” Mary’s laughter died down. She took a minute to collect herself, regaining her breathing and wiping away a few tears that leaked from her eyes.

“But Zelda.” Mary stepped closer, wrapping one arm around Zelda’s waist while the other came up, her hand brushing away a lock of raven tresses off Zelda’s shoulder. “You pull it off so well.” Zelda scoffed. Mary was snorting again so Zelda pushed her away, not hard, just enough to leave her arms and to step in front of the mirror that was in the corner of her bedroom. Looking at herself in the full length mirror she realized that Mary wasn’t laughing at her because it took terrible. On the contrary, it looked really good. The dress, while not the most comfortable, had a good shape, it fell nicely over her hips and the cleavage wasn’t too daring. The make up, though a little more dramatic to what she’s used to, brought out her eyes and cheekbones. It was the wig, she didn’t pull off the black hair, it made her look too pale, combine that with the make up she looked like a walking sleep deprived zombie. Zelda took the wig off and now with her own wavy red tresses against the deep black of the dress she found herself actually liking the look. “A red head Morticia Addams. That’s a head turner.” Zelda looked over her shoulder at Mary who was now sitting on the corner of her bed.

“I thought you were already doing that Mrs. Gomez Addams?” Mary just shrugged like it was nothing. Mary was dressed in a black suit with thin white pin stripes with a white button down and a black tie. Hilda had to alter the costume so it wouldn’t look so bulky. The pants now flowed from her hips and were cut closer to her legs and the jacket was reworked so it was fitted just below her bust. Mary completed the look with her hair in a tight twist to make it appear shorter and of course her signature red lipstick.

“Correction. We.” Mary got up from the bed and kissed Zelda softly on the lips. Zelda smiled and deepened the kiss. She followed Mary’s lead and their tongues touched for the briefest of seconds but the door opened bursting their private bubble.

“Sorry!” Zelda pulled away in time to see her niece scrambling to retreat from the room. Sabrina slammed into the edge of the doorway before closing the door behind her. Zelda just sighed and looked at Mary. Mary wasn’t surprised and with a nod of her head they left with Zelda on Mary’s elbow.

At this moment Zelda would not be above selling her soul if it meant she wouldn’t be anywhere but where she was.

As requested by Mr. Hawthorne Zelda arrived at the school a whole hour before the dance was scheduled to take place. Mary dropped her off because Hilda had the car. Zelda sat in the car with Mary softly smiling and her daughter in the back seat. Zelda was stalling, she knew that, Mary knew that, but she couldn’t be blamed. Zelda was missing out on so much because of the stupid dance. She was missing her niece’s sixteen birthday even though Sabrina said she was fine because she was having a big party with her friends. But most importantly she was missing trick or treating with her daughter. Vida was still going, Mary offered to take her and watch her for the night which was more than Zelda could ask for. So Zelda took it with a grain of salt even if it ripped her heart in two. When there was no more time for her to waste she kissed Mary’s cheek then got out of the car. She went around to the passengers side to hug and kiss her daughter, who looked adorable in her Wednesday Addams costume and her hair braided in small pig tails, goodbye. Zelda watched as they drove away, a tear threatened to escape but she pushed it back. She will not show weakness. She held her head high and entered the school.

The dance itself wasn’t completely bad though Zelda would have liked to spend Halloween not breaking up handsy teens and listening to the same five songs over and over again. What made the night intolerable was Hawthorne. The hypocrite didn’t even wear a costume, and the dagger head band and the little bit of fake blood he added to his usual suit didn’t count. He wouldn’t leave her alone. Always finding some excuse to be near her or to talk to her. Zelda endured it at first but after being asked for the fifth time if she wanted a drink she looked him dead in the eye and told him, “Mr. Hawthorne I am here to be a ‘chaperone’. I’m not here for a good time. If I wanted to enjoy myself I would be trick or treating with my daughter. So let me do what you asked me to do until it’s time to leave in peace.” Mr. Hawthorne looked taken back but let her go.

And he left her be, for a while. At around ten forty the dance was winding down to its last leg. About half the kids that showed up had left and the DJs music had been replaced by a regular stereo playing a local station that was still broadcasting. Zelda took a seat at a vacant table, she was itching for the dance to be over, she wasn’t allowed to leave till eleven. Someone clearing their throat took Zelda’s attention away from counting the yellow stripes on the candy corn printed table cloth. It was Mr. Hawthorne. Zelda groaned, she was too tired to deal with him.

“Would you care to dance Ms. Spellman?”

“No.”

“Are you sure? I’ve been told I’m a marvelous dancer.” Zelda scoffed, she seriously doubt that someone found Hawthorne to be an adequate dance partner.

“I’m quite sure. I’m tired and would like the dance to be over with so I can go home to my child.” Mr. Hawthorne paused. He looked a little taken back by her tone but Zelda was far from caring.

“Just one dance? It would be over before you know it.” Zelda dried chuckled and got up from the table. For a moment Mr. Hawthorne’s eyes gleamed in hope. It shattered when she turned on her heel to leave. Zelda heard Hawthorne behind her, he was calling her name and his breathing came in short pants. “Ms. Spellman I-” Zelda turned around to face him. Mr. Hawthorne took a step back, he stumbled into the gym door at the cold look in her eyes.

“You know what Mr. Hawthorne? I am quite done with you and your childish games. I don’t know what you want from me but I will not let you to continue on interfering with my life. These are the facts, I am the only one who will dictate how I will spend my time and whom I will spend it with, rather you like it or not. Now, I will not file a complaint about anything that has happened so far if you let me walk out this door. Are we clear?” Mr. Hawthorne had turned ghastly pale and the look on his face, it looked like he was trying not to vomit. Zelda didn’t wait for his response, she just turned on her heel and walked out without a second glance.

Zelda called the only person she knew that would pick her up and take her to where she needed to be without question. Dr. Cerberus met her at the top of the street where she stood under a street light. She got into his car and ignored the extra vampire makeup he had on. The only thing she wanted him to do was drive and that’s exactly what he did. He dropped her off with a small wave but she didn’t hear him pull away until Mary let her in.

Mary was surprised to see her. Zelda wasn’t expected till morning to pick up Vida but Mary smiled at her softly and kissed her gently on the lips. Zelda responded by cupping Mary’s face in her hands and deepening the kiss. Mary gasped to gain some breathing, it opened her mouth which allowed Zelda to push her tongue between Mary’s plump lips. Mary didn’t remain passive for long. She pulled in Zelda by the hips, bringing them close together. Through the thin material of her dress Zelda felt the warm silk of Mary’s robe clad body. Spots formed in Zelda’s vision and her lungs burned in protest from lack of oxygen. She pulled away with great reluctance. While they were both breathing heavily Mary smirked at her, lips swollen and a red color that was different than her usual lipstick.

“Not that I’m complaining but uh…” Mary’s eyes moved up to gesture to the ceiling.

“I know. I just…” Zelda sighed and rested her head on Mary’s shoulder. The silk of Mary’s robe felt cool against her forehead. Zelda felt Mary sigh and brought a hand to her head, her long fingers tangled lightly into her hair.

“It’s late.” Zelda hummed in agreement. Mary offered a hand to her which Zelda took, intertwining their fingers together. Upstairs Mary offered her the same pajamas that were offered to her the first night she stayed over. They smelt clean but still had a trace of Mary’s signature perfume. Mary was already in bed but she didn’t lie down until Zelda took the other side. Zelda gave Mary one last kiss, soft and light on the lips, then she gave a kiss to her daughter who was curled between them. Zelda turned so that she was facing Mary, she looked peaceful, calm. At that very moment Zelda knew she didn’t want to be anywhere else other than where she was, with Mary and her daughter. She fell asleep listening to their combined breathing.

[bendywackyadventures]

AJDS- Pirate Adventure

Soon Bendy in Nightmare Run will be out soon and I decided to write stories that are themed after the episodes we get to play in Nightmare Run. So here’s a story based on @ask-joeydrewstudios AU.

Enjoy!

AU: @ask-joeydrewstudios

Joey came into the living room in his apartment and saw his toon children in pirate costumes pretending to be well of course pirates. “Hey guys, what’s up?” Joey asked.

“Were playing pirates!” Bendy cheered.

“Bendy made this map, and were looking for treasure!” Boris added showing a drawn map.

Joey chuckled at the toons imagination. “Oooh what’s is treasure?” He asked.

“Well.” Bendy started. “I heard that a certain someone has a treasure chest filled with goodies that they’re keeping hidden.” The ink demon explained.

“And it’s up to us to find it.” Alice added.

“Well. I hope you three have a wonderful adventure! Be safe Captain Bendy!” Joey saluted as he went to his office.

The toons saluted as well, “We, will matey!” Bendy yelled. The toons left the room and into the studio to find the treasure. “So the map says we have to take a left to find the treasure.” Bendy read.

“I’m on it!” Boris sniffed the ground to follow the scent of the treasure.

Speaking of the treasure, Wally was dragging a large chest. He kept looking around in hopes he doesn’t see the toons around. “Hey Wally.” Wally screamed holding the chest like his life depended on it. “Its me, idiot!” Lacie yelled.

Wally sighed. “Oh Lace, hi.” He looked around hoping he was safe, “you haven’t seen the toons have you?” He asked.

“No, why?” Lacie asked.

“Well. I’m hiding my candy stash from them, and I need you and Thomas’s help.” Wally explained.

Lacie shook her head. “No way, count me out in your foolish game!” She was about to walk away, but Wally held onto her leg.

“Please.” Wally begged giving a pouty face.

Lacie stared at the young janitor and rolled her eyes. “Fine.” Wally smiled and hugged his co-worker.

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!” He repeated. Lacie rolled her eyes, but patted the young boy’s back.

“What’s going on?” Susie asked as she, Shawn and Sammy came by.

Wally smiled and hugged the three workers. “Glad you three are here!” He cheered. “Do you guys want to help me and Lacie hide my treasure from the toons?”

“Depends.” Sammy said looking at the treasure. “What’s in your box?”

“A stash of candy.”

“I’m out.” Sammy was about to leave, only for Susie to grab his arm.

“Come on Sammy, it will be fun.” Susie added hugging his arm.

Sammy couldn’t say no to his girl, then again playing games with Wally is one of the many things he never wanted to do today. Sammy groaned, “Fine, I guess we’ll play games with Wally.” Susie clapped her hands in enjoyment seeing her boyfriend will join in on Wally’s shenanigans. Sammy sighed knowing he got himself into something that was foolish.  

“Great!” Wally cheered, “Now we just need one more member.” Wally smirked knowing whom to add to his pirate crew.

“Absolutely not! Thomas yelled.

“Come on Thomas! We need you!” Wally whined.

Thomas shook his head. “No way Wally, you have a big enough team! Count me out!” He yelled walking away.

“Please.” Wally begged.

Thomas rolled his eyes and went back to work. Wally then got closer to Thomas giving him a pouty lip and puppy dog eyes. Thomas scoffed at the janitor’s expression and still continued his job, but Wally still kept his puppy dog expression.

The repairman worker groaned and faced Wally. “If I say yes, would you stop!?” He yelled. Wally smiled and hugged Thomas tightly. Thomas sighed, and glared at Wally, “Can you let me go!”

Wally let go of Thomas and smiled sheepishly. “Sorry.” He chuckled.

“Okay. Okay you got your pirate crew now what?!” Sammy asked.

Wally thought for a second. Once he got an idea he smiled. Sammy then pushed the large chest of candy to a closet, but there was so much inside that chest that the music director struggled to push the chest due to the sheer number of sweets within.

“He’s not a strong man, is he,” Lacie asked Susie.

Susie shook her head. “Nope. Not at all.”

Lacie sighed and went to help the music director push the chest into the closet. Lacie was so strong Sammy fell face-first to the floor.

“Now just one more thing.” Wally said.

“What? Pirate costumes?” Sammy asked giving a chuckle.

Later, Wally put pirate costumes on his crew. He smiled proudly seeing his crew in costume. Thomas turned around and glared at Sammy. “Next time, shut your mouth.”

“Alright me mateys. Its time to guard the treasure!” Wally exclaimed in a pirate accent.

“What’s with the accent?” Shawn asked.

“It makes it fun!” Wally replied, “Now! Bendy and his crew will be stealing the treasure, and its up to us to use our strength and wits to guard the treasure!”

“Wally! Do you really need the accent!?” Thomas yelled.

The janitor flinched, “Okay. I’ll stop.” He whimpered.

Bendy’s pirate crew continued to look around for the treasure, but Boris lost the scent they got earlier. “It’s got to be here somewhere!” Bendy yelled.

“Wally hid it really well!” Boris pointed out.

Alice and Bendy thought where would Wally hide the treasure. Bendy snapped his fingers knowing where the treasure could lie. “I got it!” He exclaimed.

“You know where it is?” Boris asked.

Bendy gasped and held his breath. “No,” Alice and Boris glared at the demon. “But! I might have an idea!” Bendy pulled out a map and unrolled it. “If I know Wally, he’s going to be in one of these places.”

Alice and Boris knew the only person Wally spent the most time with is Bendy. “So where could he have hide it, Captain?” Boris asked.

Bendy looked through the map and thought of what would be the best hiding place to hide the treasure. He smiled and pointed where on the map. Alice and Boris followed Bendy upstairs leading to the top of the hallway near Grant’s office.

“If my calculations are correct, Wally hid the treasure right there!” Bendy pointed to a lock door.

“And you know this, how?” Alice asked.

“Wally hid a lot of stuff there, including some magazines featuring some models.” Bendy wiggled his eyebrows. Alice groaned in disgusted.

“Let’s just get the treasure!” The toons walked towards the door, but before they can reach the doorknob…

“Aha!” Wally yelled blocking the door with Susie and Lacie.

“Susie?!” Alice squeaked. She was in shock to see Susie on Wally’s side then on her side. Alice and Boris took a step back, but their backs touched Shawn, Sammy and Thomas.

“Thomas?! Sammy?!” Boris yelled, surprised just as Alice. Bendy smirked and chuckled at the pirate costumes the music director and the repairman wore.

Sammy picked up the ink imp by the collar of his pirate costume. “You say anything! You’ll wake up one morning in the lake!” He growled.

“Sammy, calm down! We’re just playing along.” She said.

“Really? You guys are just playing along?” Alice asked. Susie nodded making the angel sigh in relief.

“Yeah! We won’t hurt you guys, I mean what are we monsters?!” Susie asked.

Wally groaned. “It would have been fun to tie them up and be real pirates for once!”

The toons and workers smirked realizing they had shared the same plan.

“COME ON GUYS!” Wally yelled. He was tied up and hanging from the balcony.

Everyone laughed as they enjoyed the candy from the treasure chest. “You said you wanted a real pirate adventure, you got one!” Shawn pointed out. Wally groaned as he struggled to break free.

[pippiessweathogs]

Welcome Back Kotter fanfiction: From Juan to Susie: A Mixtape

Part one: Spill the Wine

 Several students hung out in the courtyard of the school. Someone had brought a large stereo and had it setting on a bench with the music blasting. The Sweathogs walked out to the courtyard, right away commenting on the music. The song that was playing, had ended and then a different song began to play. Spill the Wine by War.

               “Hey check it out!” Epstein laughed, pointing to the stereo. “This song, man. This song seems to follow me wherever I go. It’s kinda like my theme song.”

               “Theme song?” Freddie asked, frowning. “Man yo’ trippin’.” He rolled his eyes.

               “No I ain’t. Well I mean, ok so it’s not exactly a theme song. But it seems to play a lot wherever I go. It’s even playing at school. I can’t explain it. It just happens.” He shrugged. “Don’t hurt that I dig this song.”

               Vinnie stepped over to the stereo, looking thoughtful at it. “There’s something that’s always bugged me about this song. When that chick comes in and starts talking.”

               “Yeah.” Horshack said “She talks and I can’t pay attention to the music no more because I’m tryin’ to picture her.” He laughed

               “No that’s not what I mean. It’s because she talks so fast I can’t understand what she’s saying.” Vinnie said

               “Yeah, hey, I never knew what she was saying either.” Freddie added “Keep tryin’ to figure it out but it’s hard to follow.”

               “She’s speakin’ Spanish.” Epstein said mater-of-factly.

“How would you know?” Vinnie asked.

               Epstein looked at him with an expression that read “Are you kidding me?”

               “Did you forget I speak Spanish?” he shook his head in disbelief. He walked closer to the radio. “Let me try to figure it out. I can translate. Would be easier if I had headphones. But I can make do.” He listened carefully to the song, and concentrated. “She is talking a bit fast but I can make out some stuff. Azul, azul, loco…” He laughed. “Man she’s telling some crazy story. He pretty much says everything is crazy and blue.” He laughed some more. “This chick’s talkin’ about an acid trip!”

               The other three looked at him in disbelief. “What?!” They all laughed.

               “Dude.” Freddie laughed, walking over to him. “Yo’ makin’ that shit up. There is no way that chick is talking about an acid trip.”

               Epstein laughed “Ya wanna bet? I mean I couldn’t understand all of it but that’s basically what she was saying. She was telling a story about an acid trip she had where everything was crazy and she started seeing colors. She clearly said everything was crazy, everything was blue. I can’t make that shit up!” he laughed some more.

               “Alright.” Vinnie said, laughing. “Alright. We’ll take your word for it.”

               “Very impressive Little Juan!” Horshack said. “How did you know how to speak Spanish so good?”

               Again, Epstein gave him the “are you kidding” look he had given them before. “Really? You guys all know I speak Spanish. Learned it same time I learned English.” He shook his head, disappointed in his friends. “I know I don’t speak it often around you guys, so you ain’t used to hearin’ it. But come on. I’m Puerto Rican! Of course I speak Spanish! You all know that!”

               “Ok, Juan.” Freddie said, “Don’t get yo’ panties in a bunch. It just slipped our minds since you hardly speak it around us.”

               “Ok. But still.” Epstein grumbled.

               “Come on,” Vinnie laughed “Kotter’s on his way. Let’s make him think we care about not being late for class. It’ll blow his mind.”

               They shared one last laugh and they headed inside the school. As they went inside, Epstein had the feeling that this would not be the last time that day he would hear that song. He knew it was just going to keep following him as always. But this time he felt different about it. He couldn’t put a finger on it, but he felt that somehow, in some way, the song was going to lead him to something good.

 …

                 Epstein entered his bedroom and immediately kicked off his shoes. He walked over to the radio and turned it on, cranking it up as far as it would go. He stood there for a moment and then counted on his fingers until there was a pounding on the wall.

               “Turn that down you asshole!” His sister shouted from the next room.

               “Come in and make me!” He shouted back. He counted on his fingers again.

               His older sister burst in through the door and went over to him. She grabbed his arms, putting them behind his back before marching him over to the radio.

               “You turn that down now!”

               “Kinda hard to do when you’re holding both my arms!” He squirmed, trying to free himself. But the more he tried, the more she dug her nails into his skin.

               “Ah! Fuck! What’s with those press on nails?”

               She freed one of his arms. “Turn that shit down or I’ll make you eat your gym socks!”

               “Alright alright!”

               With his free arm he turned the music down. His sister let him go and then strolled away. He checked his arms where her nails had dug into him and then he muttered to himself. That event had become a normal occurrence every week day since he had started high school. It was one thing he always looked forward to when coming home.

               Rubbing his arms, he then walked over to the animal cages across the room. He peeked in on his pets and made sure they had enough food and water. He grinned as he reached into one cage and gently picked up a hamster.

               “How are you Florence? You miss me?”

               He let the hamster crawl in his hand and part way up his arm. As he let the hamster play, his ears perked up as the song on the radio changed. He first notes of Spill the Wine began playing. He let out a small laugh when he heard it.

               “Knew it.”

He placed the hamster back in the cage and then watched all his animals for a few seconds. He whistled along with the song a bit as he moved over to his bed. Stopping to grab his headphones, he plugged them into the radio. He hopped onto the bed, stretching out as he reclined and made himself comfortable. With the headphones on and in place, he closed his eyes and drifted away to the song.

               The song reached the chorus and certain images popped into his head. He saw a girl standing in the shadows. Even though he couldn’t see her face, he knew she was smiling. She waved her hands, beckoning him to come over to her. When he moved closer he noticed she was in a white dress. She held her left hand out and he gently took it in his. Suddenly, he had a ring in his hand. He didn’t know why, but he felt compelled to place the ring over the girl’s finger.

               He quickly removed the headphones and then sat there, stunned. “Whoa…” He frowned, confused and then scratched his head. “The hell does that mean?”

               He lay back, resting his head on the pillow. Putting the headphones back on, he gazed up at the ceiling. The song continued and he began seeing flashes of similar images. The girl in the white dress had a bouquet of flowers. He looked at himself and he was dressed in a suit. A ring was now on his left finger. A bit startled, he looked up at the girl. He watched her as she tossed the flowers to another girl.

               Shaken, he ripped the headphones off and tossed them as far as the chord would allow. He sat up and stared at the wall, trying to make sense of the images.

               “Holy shit. I’m going to meet my wife soon.”

 …

                 The Sweathogs were messing around in the hallways between classes. They picked on Epstein a little bit after he claimed to have had an epiphany while listening to Spill the Wine. Just the fact that he made this claim, and the fact that they were sure he had said the word wrong, was enough for them to pick on him. He never even told them what his epiphany was. He didn’t bother with telling them because he realized they would never believe him.

               After deciding not to talk about the song to them anymore, they moved on to more important subjects, such as the girls up ahead of them in the hallway. Three of the girls happened to be wearing skirts. Their eyes all went to the back ends of the girls and traveled down their legs. The guys started walking behind the girls, keeping their distance as they made somewhat crude gestures of the sexual nature.

               Someone had run into Epstein, causing him to lurch forward and land on the floor. Normally he would have been mad and ready to fight back, but he rolled over when he realized he had a good view up one of the skirts. He smiled and made an “ok” sign with his hand towards the other guys.

               By pure coincidence and seemingly noticed only by Epstein, an announcement played over the PA system. There happened to be music playing just before the announcement (which was an occasional thing that happened, depending on the student working in the office that day) and as luck would have it, the song that was playing was Spill the Wine. For Epstein it was the perfect moment to hear that song.

               The other two girls nearby saw him and quietly got the third girl’s attention. They informed her of Epstein’s whereabouts. The girl shrieked as she quickly jumped away from his view.

               “Juan!”

               Epstein smiled and then rolled onto his stomach. “What? What I do?” He looked up at her, finally seeing who she was. She looked none too pleased with him as she huffed and stormed away. He watched her leave, smile still present on his face. He then got up and then strolled with a small bouncy dance back over to his friends. They laughed and gave him fives before obnoxiously musing over his lucky endeavors.

               “Did you see that?” Epstein laughed, pointing behind him with his thumb towards the girls. “That was Cutie Pie!”

               Freddie looked towards the girls and smiled slickly, touching his teeth with the tip of his tongue. “Yeah she sho’ is.”

               “Hey Juan!” Vinnie laughed and slapped Epstein on the back. “How’s it feel to see up Cutie Pie’s skirt?”

               “Pretty good, Vinnie.” He looked towards Cutie Pie. “Pretty good.”

               Horshack laughed. “You have got to teach me that!” He laughed again. He stopped laughing abruptly when he saw Epstein staring at Cutie Pie. He waved his hand in front of Epstein’s face but Epstein didn’t budge. “YOO HOO! EARTH TO JUAN!”

               Epstein lightly shoved Horshack away. “Cool it, Arnold. Cool it.”

               “What’s up, Epstein?” Vinnie asked. “What are you starin’ at?”

               “Oh nothin’.” Epstein shrugged and then took his gaze off Cutie Pie.

               The song ended and then the announcement started. The guys started walking down the hall again. Epstein glanced back at Cutie Pie and a strange feeling came over him. It was unlike any other time he had developed a crush on a girl. He wasn’t sure if this was really a crush. As he walked, following his friends, he couldn’t shake this feeling. Flashes of the images he had the day before came to him. The girl, the dress, the bouquet and rings. This time he saw the girl’s face. And it was Cutie Pie. He stopped dead in his tracks when this hit him. He glanced back towards Cutie Pie.

               “What?” He asked quietly, watching as she turned a corner and out of his sight. “Nah couldn’t be her.” He shook his head and turned back around toward his friends. “Could it?”

               “Could what?” Vinnie asked

               “Nothin’, Vinnie. Just talkin’ to myself.”

               “Ok but if you start answering your own questions or arguing with yourself then then we’re taking you to the nurse.”

               “Come on!” Epstein urged his friends forward. “Let’s just get to class.”

               “Yeah alright.” Vinnie laughed. “Hey why don’t you describe to us what you saw under that skirt?”

               Epstein laughed. “Yeah, yeah!”

               The four of them continued talking and laughing with each other as they headed down to Gabe’s classroom. But even as they joked around, Epstein could not shake his feeling about Cutie Pie. He simply grinned, keeping it to himself.

 …

                 Cutie Pie’s jaw dropped and she let out a small shriek, much like the one she did when she caught Epstein looking up her skirt. She playfully slapped Epstein on the arm.

               “Juan you’re terrible!”

               “What?” he laughed

               “I can’t believe you realized I was the one you were going to marry after looking up my skirt!”

               “Hey I can’t help it if that’s how nice it looked up there!” He laughed, despite seeing her reactions. “I’m kidding! That’s not what made me realize it.”

               “Then what was it?”

               “I dunno, I can’t   explain it. Just the way you looked. Everything about you. It just hit me. You were a perfect fit for the girl I saw in my epiphany.” He shrugged a little. “And, well, what I saw under your skirt didn’t hurt in the moment.”

               She playfully slapped him again. “Juan!”

               “What? What?” he laughed

               “I still can’t believe you did that.”

               “Hey now the only difference between then and now is, now you let me do it.”

               “I guess you got me there.”

               “Come here.” He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a hug. “I love you.” He kissed her. “And what’s under your skirt.” She slapped him again. “Ah!” he rubbed the back of his neck. “I know you’re playin’ around, but you’ve got to stop doing that.”

               “Ok, Juan. So what’s the next song?”

               “Oh, um. Well it’s the song that follows you around. The one you both love and hate because of your name.”

               “Suzie Q?” She groaned “You didn’t.”

               “Did.” He pressed play on the cassette player. “And I think you know the story behind this better than I do.” He kissed her again and then they listened to the song begin to play.