#ARGGH I DID THIS TO MYSELF

[cervinae-canine]

I want that fat boy

[pokimoko]

5, 10, 20, and 25 for fic in review ask thing!!!

5. What ships captured your heart?

I am a gen writer through and through, so it's a very rare thing to see me writing a ship-focused fic. That said, I really enjoyed the pairing of Karlach and Astarion this year, though I wouldn't say I shipped them necessarily in a romantic sense. The fic I wrote that had them together had their relationship tagged '(it's fairly ambigious; is it romantic? queerplatonic? platonic? yes), (the love and devotion is there regardless)' which I think basically sums up how I view them (and also how aromantic I am about shipping 😅).

I also liked Billford, but in a strictly 'oh yeah they're super divorced, they are never getting back together' kind of way. Not sure if that counts as shipping, but hey, it's definitely counts as something.

10. What fic was the most satisfying to write?

I would have to say either 'The Poetics of Space' (Gravity Falls) or 'On Waxen Wings We Soar, In Spite of Inevitable Ends' (Baldur's Gate 3). They were the two fics I was the most happiest with this year, not only regarding the quality of the writing itself and the themes they explored (the constance of change not only in the world but also ourselves, and finding joy in and making peace with the time you have left), but also how they tied everything together in their conclusions. Both of them equally made me feel a 'wow..I did that' feeling of accomplishment when I finished them, so yeah, they both were absolutely the most satisfying to write.

20. Share your funniest line.

Being more of angst-based writer kinda limits my collection of comedic lines (even my more comedic story this year was extremely angsty), but there was one line I wrote this year that got a couple comments about it making the reader laugh, so I'll go with that one (because if two people found it funny, surely it must be, right):

“You try fixing an interdimensional portal for thirty years without learning physics," (Stanley) said. "I know what quarks are now. Do you know how much I hate knowing what quarks are.”

25. How did you recharge between fics?

Usually I'd spend the first few days after finishing a fic trying to figure out the what the heck to do with the spare time I had previously allocated to writing said fic, and then once I figured that out (and had yet to be overcome with the urge to write something else), I'd probably watch a TV show, read a book, play video games, and do some art. I'm boring like that.

Send me a number!

[avephelis]

nearly got into a fight on public transport we ball ✌️✌️

[thefanciestflower]

LOOK. AT. THEM.

[itsamenickname]

To the Bowuigi fans who are suffering from Ao3 withdraw (including myself):

I present you with this very long post (that I will break down into 3-4 different posts) I have luckily kept in my computer files that I hope will ease you in these hard times.

Enjoy. :)

To Break the Bonds Within Two Kingdoms

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Chapter 1

For as long as he could remember, King Boo wanted to become the greatest villain the Mushroom Kingdom has ever seen. From the heroes dying right in front of him to the damsel pleading for their very life, King Boo fantasized hundreds and thousands of plans all with the same end goal of him becoming the new king of the Mushroom Kingdom. So naturally, when King Boo was given an opportunity to defeat Mario, the said hero of the Mushroom Kingdom, at Isle Delfino, he was ecstatic. This, he thought, was the first step in conquering the Mushroom Kingdom and possibly the entire world. If King Boo could defeat Mario, nothing could stop him from achieving his life-long dream.

Except Mario did stop him.

Now yes, King Boo was frustrated at his and Bowser’s ultimate loss, but the ghost king knew that he would be given a second opportunity to defeat Mario. He just needed a new and different angle to work with, but what new angle would allow him to have the advantage over that annoying red plumber?

The answer to that question was Luigi.

After his defeat at Isle Delfino, King Boo was informed that Mario had a younger twin brother named Luigi. This new piece of information allowed King Boo to come up with a new perfect plan that would surely stop Mario once and for all. All the ghost king had to do was kidnap Luigi and Mario would come crawling on his knees and beg him to spare his little brother’s life. Surely, nothing would go wrong with that plan, right?

Wrong. That so-called “perfect” plan backfired on King Boo.

Three times.

To say King Boo was angry after his third defeat is an understatement.

While his hotel plan ended in a total disaster, the one good thing that came out of it was that Luigi didn’t capture all 16 Boos with that Poltergust he hated so very much. King Boo was grateful that the uncaught Boos were loyal enough to distract the professor long enough for him to break out of the canister.  

But the ghost king knew that it wouldn’t matter in the long run.

As long as Luigi and Professor E. Gadd were around, King Boo knew it would only be a matter of time before he would get captured and be put back in that infuriating prison again. 

And that thought alone fueled him with nothing but anger.

“ARGGH!”

In a fit of rage, King Boo threw his crown at a nearby mirror. As his anger slowly started to simmer back down, he realized that he was essentially powerless without his crown, so he quickly placed his crown back on his head before staring at his reflection in the now-broken mirror.

He hated, no, loathed, Luigi. If King Boo ever saw his face again, he would make sure that scaredy-cat plumber wished he didn’t defeat him in that first mansion all those years ago. If only he had a new angle to work with, he could-

“Um, Sir?”

King Boo swiftly turned around to see a Boo watching him with a worrisome expressions. Boos who served under King Boo for a long time were used to seeing him frustrated and angry, so the fact that this Boo seemed nervous to be anywhere near him told King Boo that he was one of the Boos they recently recruited.

At least that small piece of information reassured King Boo that he could still fear into the young Boo.

“What reason do you have to interrupt me?!” King Boo shouted. He was fuming with rage and he felt that he had every right to be. This Boo interrupted his loathing of Luigi and he should’ve known better than to barged into the room like this.

The Boo nervously gulped before speaking.

“I-I think y-you should see this,” the Boo stammered while holding out an object with a shaky hand.

It took King Boo a moment to realize that the Boo was holding out a newspaper. He yanked the newspaper right out of the young Boo’s hand, without even muttering a thank you, and read the front page headline.

PEACE TREATY AND ALLIANCE BETWEEN THE MUSHROOM KINGDOM AND THE DARK LANDS!

A peace treaty between Peach and Bowser?

This peaked King Boo’s interest.

Upon further reading the article, King Boo learned that Queen Peach and King Mario are willing to sign a peace treaty with King Bowser and King Luigi, despite everything Bowser did to the Mushroom Kingdom in the past. King Boo wasn’t sure why Mario would agree to sign a peace treaty with his sworn arch-nemesis, but he figured that the red king didn’t have that many options since Bowser and Luigi are a married couple.

Speaking of Luigi…

“Remind me of the relationship status between Luigi and Bowser as well as the relationship between Mario and Bowser,” King Boo ordered while staring at a picture on the front page. It was a picture of Mario, Luigi, Peach, and Bowser with jubilant and cheerful expressions surrounded with all kinds of different decorations. King Boo could tell that the picture was taken on Luigi and Bowser’s wedding day due to the fact that all four of the royals were wearing the most extravagant clothes he had ever seen in addition that Bowser was also kissing an embarrassed, but overjoyed, Luigi on the cheek while carrying him bridal style.

Grambi, King Boo despised every single thing about the picture. 

“Luigi and Bowser were officially married almost three months ago and their coronation took place three days after the wedding,” the Boo informed. “While Mario gave his public approval to the wedding, multiple spies from both the Mushroom Kingdom and the Dark Lands have confirmed that Mario and Bowser still don’t like each other.”

It was quiet as King Boo continued to read the rest of the article. It wasn’t until he started to read an article about a Toad explaining the disadvantages of the peace treaty that King Boo realized what the Boo actually said.

They still don’t like each other.

Despite the wedding and the peace treaty they’ll soon sign together, Mario and Bowser still hate each other.

King Boo couldn’t help but laugh at the situation that was now presented in front of him.

This didn’t just peak his interest anymore.

This was fantastic news.

No, this was absolutely perfect.

King Boo instantly tossed the newspaper aside as he gave the young Boo his full attention for the first time since he entered the room. Hundreds of ideas started to swarm in the ghost king’s head, but they were all easily pushed to the side as one thought consumed his mind. 

This was his new angle.

“Gather all the Boos to the corridor immediately!” King Boo exclaimed to the Boo. He stared at his reflection with the biggest grin he ever had while brainstorming his brand new master plan. “We are going to pay a visit to our dearest friend!”

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Chapter 2

One week later…

If there was one thing Luigi could change about himself, he would like to be much more confident. For their entire lives, Luigi always admired the enormous amount of confidence Mario had in any situation he was put into and wish he could have half the courage his older brother had. From battling villains without hesitation to being the spotlight of a party, Luigi wondered how it was all so easy for Mario when he would have the most difficult time talking to even one person.

Even if that said person, or rather, Koopa, was his husband.

Luigi watched the interaction between Bowser and the airship crew as he twiddled his thumbs in an anxious manner. While he couldn’t hear the conversation, Luigi could tell that Bowser was demanding the Shy Guys to finish the airship preparations based on the authoritative body language Bowser was using and the nervous posture the Shy Guys had.

He understood why Bowser was so eager to leave. A heavy thunderstorm was expected to hit the Dark Lands for the first time in weeks and both he and Bowser knew that flying an enormous wooden airship in the middle of a thunderstorm would certainly lead to disaster. The Koopa King wanted to leave before the thunderstorm could have a chance to hit them and Luigi didn’t blame him one bit.

But just because Luigi understood Bowser’s reasoning didn’t mean he agreed with his husband’s decision.

Now that the Shy Guys were working at a satisfying pace, Bowser faced Luigi and immediately noticed how anxious the green king was. Hating to see his spouse so distressed, Bowser walked back to his husband’s side and wrapped his arm around Luigi’s shoulders.

“I’m sorry about that, love,” Bowser apologized before kissing the top of Luigi’s head. He turned to watch the now-frantic Shy Guys making the final preparations as he gently squeezed Luigi closer to him. “I know you hate it when I yell at the minions, but every once in a while, they need to get it through their heads, you know? It’s like I need to babysit these idiots in order for them to actually do their job.” 

Luigi was quiet. He knew he should’ve responded, or, at the very least, acknowledged Bowser’s statement, but his mind was too preoccupied with something far more pressing.

He wasn’t the only one who noticed that Bowser’s statement was met with silence.

“Are you alright?” Bowser asked worriedly. While keeping his right arm around Luigi’s shoulder, he used his left hand to gently turn Luigi’s head in order for him to see how concern the Koopa King was for him. “You’ve hardly said a word all morning and I can tell that you’re thinking about something serious. What’s going on?”

Luigi needed to tell him. He already voiced his concerns to Bowser ever since they received the letter two days ago, but they would always get pulled away by their royal duties before they could finish the conversation.

Maybe Bowser would listen to him this time. It was just the two of them in front of the airship and Luigi didn’t think the Shy Guys would be brave enough to interrupt their conversation. Would Bowser take his words to heart?

Luigi desperately hoped so.

“I-I don’t think this is a good idea,” Luigi confessed while staring at Bowser.

Neither of them spoke for a minute, although it felt much longer to Luigi, as Bowser processed his words. Once Bowser fully realized what Luigi was referring to, he took his arm off of Luigi’s shoulders and carefully held his husband’s hands.

“There’s no reason for you to worry about this,” Bowser responded. He started rubbing Luigi’s hands with his thumbs in a circular motion in hopes of easing his husband’s worries. While he noticed a visible change in Luigi’s nervousness, Bowser could tell that his actions weren’t enough to completely calm the green king down just yet. “It’s just a meeting with your brother and Peach. I don’t see anything wrong with that.”

“The problem isn’t about the meeting,” Luigi explained as he looked down at his hands. “The problem is that Mario and Peach want to meet with you alone.”

Luigi looked back up at Bowser as the Koopa King tried to think of a response to his statement. When he saw that Bowser was struggling to find the right words to comfort his anxiousness, Luigi continued.

“I know Mario wasn’t…thrilled about our wedding,” Luigi hesitated. “But even still, Mario and I have been very close our entire lives. I’m just confused on why Mario wants you to visit the Mushroom Kingdom by yourself. I know he already gave you the protective big brother lecture at our wedding and when we all signed the peace treaty last week, so what other topic does Mario want to discuss with you that I can’t or shouldn’t know about?”

If Bowser was completely honest, he had no idea what the meeting with Mario and Peach was going to be about and that terrified him. Ever since he and Luigi announced their relationship to the royal couple, Bowser never felt like he actually got Mario’s approval. He couldn’t blame the red king, especially after all the hell he used to put the Mushroom Kingdom through, but he and Luigi have been together for almost 18 months now. Surely, Mario would at least realize that Bowser loved Luigi just as much as he did, right?

Then again, judging by the tone in the letter, Bowser highly doubted he was going to get Mario’s approval anytime soon.

“Your Majesties,” a Shy Guy announced as he interrupted the couple’s conversation. With the dark blue jacket and the captain’s cap the Shy Guy was wearing, both Luigi and Bowser could tell that this particular Shy Guy was the Captain of the airship crew, or, at the very least, a Shy Guy with a very high rank. “The airship is ready for departure. If we want to reach the Mushroom Kingdom before the thunderstorms hits, I suggest we leave immediately.”

“Excellent work, Captain!” Bowser exclaimed, not realizing Luigi’s question was left unanswered. He gave the Captain one unexpected, hard pat on the back before wrapping his arm back around Luigi’s shoulders. “Prepare for takeoff while I have another minute with my husband.”

Luigi watched the Captain as he bowed to Bowser and left them alone to notify the airship crew. Once the Captain was out of their sight, Bowser took his arm off Luigi’s shoulders and gently grabbed his husband’s shoulders to make sure he had Luigi’s full attention.

“I should be back by tomorrow night at the absolute latest,” Bowser informed. “The only thing you’ll need to focus on is the meeting with the royal court later today, but both Kamek and Kammy will be there to help you with that as well as anything else you’ll need while I’m gone. You’ll be okay handling the royal stuff without me, right?”

Luigi had never felt more like two completely different people than at that moment. On the inside, he was begging, pleading, and doing anything else he could desperately think of to stop Bowser from entering that airship.

But on the outside, all he could do was silently nod.

“Good,” Bowser responded with a smile. He gave Luigi one last kiss on the head before he let go of his shoulders. “I love you and I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

As Bowser started to make his way to the airship entrance, Luigi’s world instantly started to crumble right in front of him. He had no idea why his brother wanted to meet with Bowser in private or why his husband didn’t find Mario’s letter suspicious, but there was one thing Luigi knew with absolute certainty.

He can’t let him go.

He cannot let Bowser get onto the airship.

“STOP!”

Luigi was surprised and relieved when Bowser stopped in his tracks and turned around to face him. Luigi noticed Bowser’s bewildered facial expression, but he couldn’t dwell on his husband’s emotions. He had to be brave.

“You can’t get on that airship,” Luigi demanded. He was fully aware that he sounded like a parent ordering a child to not do something, but it didn’t matter to him. The only thing he could think about was preventing Bowser from entering that airship.

“Luigi, I’ll only be gone until tomorrow night,” Bowser reassured. He started to take a few steps towards Luigi in hopes of calming him down. “It’s going to be-,”

“No!”

Bowser immediately stopped walking after Luigi interrupted him. By now, the entire airship crew was watching the conversation unfold, but neither Luigi nor Bowser noticed. They were too busy focusing on their significant other to realize that they now had an audience.

“Every time we try to talk about this, something always interrupts us to where we can’t finish the conversation,” Luigi explained. “But I’m not going to let that happen this time. This trip is a bad idea Bowser and I won’t let you get on that airship.”

Wait, what?

He had to be joking. 

There was no way Luigi would try to prevent him, the King of the Koopas, from entering the airship, right? 

But as Bowser looked at his husband, he realized that Luigi’s nervousness and anxiousness from before was now completely replace with something that almost resembled confidence and determination.

Oh yes, Luigi was actually being sincere.

Now Bowser just couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“You won’t let me?” Bowser scoffed. He took a few intimidating steps towards Luigi with the goal of scaring him a little bit. Even though Bowser noticed a small change in his husband’s demeanor, it didn’t stop Luigi from keeping his ground. “How do you intend to stop me? It may have been a while, but we both know I can defeat you in a fight.”

“The Shy Guys will listen to me,” Luigi responded. He inwardly knew that Bowser could very well easily crush him like a bug, if he really wanted to, but Luigi couldn’t let that thought break his confidence. “And if they decide to follow your orders over mine, I learned my way around an airship and I know the parts that can prevent it from flying for days or even weeks.”

“Are you seriously trying to blackmail me right now?!” Bowser screamed while running a hand through his hair. If he wasn’t so frustrated with how stubborn Luigi was being, Bowser would’ve honestly been proud to see his husband standing up to him for something he truly believed in. “It’s just a stupid meeting with Mario and Peach! Why are you so hung up over this?!”

“It’s not just about the meeting!” Luigi argued. He felt the tears welling up in his eyes, but he refused to let himself cry in front of Bowser. “Ever since you got the letter, I’ve been having this really bad feeling that something terrible is going to happen if you enter that airship and visit the Mushroom Kingdom! And besides, if it’s just a ridiculous meeting, then why are you so obsessed about it?!”

When Luigi and Bowser first started dating, the Koopa King made a promise to himself to not take his anger out on Luigi whenever he was frustrated about something, even if Luigi was the cause of his anger. Bowser knew how sensitive and emotional his husband was and the Koopa King especially didn’t want to do or say anything that would greatly upset the man he vowed to love and protect.

But this time, Bowser let his anger get the best of him.

“Do you really want to know why I want to go to this meeting so badly?!” Bowser snapped. “Fine! I want to go to this meeting because I want to get Mario’s blessing! You may have a fantastic relationship with your brother and Peach, but incase your idiotic brain didn’t realize it, Mario despises my guts and ignoring him certainly isn’t going to get him to like me! I’m going to this damn meeting whether you like it or not, so you can either suck it up and accept it or cry about it like the fucking disgrace you are to everyone!” 

No one uttered a sound after Bowser’s emotional outburst. The Shy Guys have worked with Bowser for many years, but to see Bowser so livid and enraged terrified them to the point where they were too paralyzed with fear to even move. 

It was beyond horrifying to witness the Koopa King like this.

But the Shy Guys and Bowser were especially surprised when it was Luigi who finally broke the silence.

“S-So that’s how y-you really feel about m-me?”

When he heard Luigi’s quiet and brittle voice, Bowser instantly realized the harsh words he said to his husband. Bowser was very hesitant to look at Luigi, but he knew he needed to see just how much of an impact his words had on the green king if he wanted to apologize for his outburst.

But what he saw shattered his heart.

Luigi was visibly shaking so much that Bowser couldn’t help but wonder how he was even able to stand. The tears the green king desperately tried to hold in during the argument were now pouring down his face and he was hugging himself so tightly that Bowser had a feeling that bruises were going to form on Luigi’s arms within the next few days.

It was a gut-wrenching sight to see.

But what devastated Bowser the most was that he was the reason for it.

“Luigi,” Bowser whispered. He had no idea what to do, but he knew he needed to do something. Bowser carefully took one step towards Luigi as a way to show that he wanted to apologize for his outburst and help comfort his distressed husband.

Luigi took one step back in response.

“I-If that’s how y-you really feel about me, then I-I won’t stop you from l-leaving,” Luigi stammered while taking a few more steps away from Bowser. “E-Enjoy you t-time away from a d-disgrace like m-me.”

Luigi hastily ran back to the castle before Bowser could utter a response. Every part of the Koopa King’s mind wanted to follow, call out, or literally anything else he could think of to let Luigi know that he was sorry and that he didn’t mean to take his anger out on him.

But his body just simply wouldn’t let him. All Bowser could do was watch Luigi as the green king ran farther and farther away from him.

“K-King B-Bowser?”

Bowser turned to see the Captain watching him with fear and terror. He completely forgot that the Shy Guys were waiting for his orders and considering that he now no doubt knew that the entire airship crew saw his and Luigi’s fight unfold was especially a nail to the coffin.

“W-We really need to g-go if want to m-make it b-before,-”

“I hear you loud and clear,” Bowser interrupted with a sigh. He gave the castle one last look before walking towards the entrance of the airship. “I’m ready to go.”

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Chapter 3

When Luigi and Bowser revealed their relationship to Mario and Peach, the Mushroom couple had mixed feelings. At first, Peach was very hesitant about the relationship, but her opinion soon changed when she saw how happy Luigi and Bowser were together. From putting the other one’s needs above his own to supporting each other through all the hardships, Peach noticed all the little interactions between the odd couple during their stays at the Mushroom Kingdom and it warmed her heart to see that Bowser was a truly changed Koopa.

For Mario…, it was really difficult for him to give Luigi and Bowser his blessing. Sure, he announced his approval of the relationship to the public eye, but Peach, Bowser, and even Luigi knew that it would take time for the Mushroom King to fully accept Luigi and Bowser’s relationship.

Bowser couldn’t blame Mario for his reluctance. Up until two years ago, he considered both Mario and Luigi as his arch-enemies, so it made sense to the Koopa King that he would need to gain Mario’s trust in order for the red king to truly accept his relationship with his brother.

But the last thing Bowser expected was for Mario to antagonize him.

Constantly.

You see, every time Luigi and Bowser visited the Mushroom Kingdom, Mario sort of made it a goal of his to anger Bowser to the point where the Koopa King would cause a massive scene and prove to everyone, especially Luigi and Peach, that he was the same Koopa he used to be all those years ago. Whether it was criticism or complaints, Mario would try every tactic he could think of to push Bowser over the limit.

I don’t understand how your minions are still loyal to you after all you put them through.

This is not how you should rule a kingdom.

You don’t deserve to be with Luigi.

Bowser had considered telling Luigi and Peach about Mario’s behavior on multiple occasions, but he decided long ago that it wasn’t worth mentioning to either of them. Mario was Peach’s entire world and Bowser was smart enough to know that Peach would easily take her husband’s words over his.

As for Luigi…

The green king had been through so much ever since they announced their relationship to the public. From the Mushroom Kingdom treating him like a traitor to the Dark Lands still seeing him as an enemy, it pained Bowser to see all the battles Luigi faced just to live the life he wanted to have.

If Luigi ever found out about Mario’s behavior towards the Koopa King, it would break the green Italian’s heart.

Although with everything that happened today, Luigi finding out about his brother’s behavior was honestly the least of Bowser’s worries.

“What the hell have I gotten myself into?” Bowser sighed as he rubbed his face with his hands.

Three hours have gone by since the airship left the Dark Lands, but to Bowser, it was three hours since his huge fight with Luigi. As soon as he entered the airship, Bowser ordered anyone within earshot to not disturb him until they landed. He didn’t wait to hear any of the Shy Guys’ responses (but he knew that none of them would risk angering him) and took the most direct route to his quarters. The Koopa King didn’t even acknowledge the Shy Guys who stopped and bowed to him, although the minions were sort of used to it at this point.

But as soon as Bowser was alone in his room, he broke down.

Why? Why did he lose control like that? All Luigi wanted was to voice his concerns about Bowser’s trip to the Mushroom Kingdom. It was a simple request that Bowser could’ve easily agreed to, but instead, he essentially destroyed his entire marriage all because he was so determined in getting Mario’s stupid approval.

Was this ridiculous meeting with Mario and Peach really that important to him?

Bowser heard a knock on the door before he had time to consider the question.

“Enter,” Bowser grumbled as he ran a hand through his hair.

The door opened to reveal the Captain, but with the way his hands were fidgeting and his whole body was rocking back and forth, it was obvious that the Shy Guy was terrified to interrupt whatever Bowser was doing.

“I-I’m here to inform y-you that the a-airship just l-landed,” the Captain nervously announced.

Bowser was hesitant. As much as he didn’t want to, he would need to figure out his situation with Luigi later. Right now, he had to prioritize this meeting with Mario and Peach.

Sighing one last time, Bowser looked at the Captain and spoke with an aggressive tone.

“Let’s just get this over with.”

King Mario felt a headache coming on as he listened to the argument between Peach, Toadsworth, and the royal court. If it was purely up to him, he would’ve ended the meeting hours ago, but ever since he and Peach signed the peace treaty, his days were filled to the brim with all kinds of different meetings with the royal court explaining their reasons on why signing the peace treaty was a terrible idea.

It’s not like he could blame them for being such nervous wrecks. Luigi and Bowser have been together for almost 18 months and Mario still hates Bowser with every fiber of his being.

Not that he would admit that to anyone.

“Your Majesties, we cannot trust King Bowser on keeping his promises,” a male Toad insisted, interrupting Mario’s thoughts. With the white spots on his black cap, Mario recognized the Toad as one of the higher-ranking members of the royal court. “He has caused nothing but trouble to our kingdom for years and he expects us to pretend that his actions never happened?”

“By boogity, that’s exactly what he wants us to do!” Toadbert explained before adjusting his glasses. Mario watched Toadbert as the longtime serving Toad looked through the dozens of papers scattered in front of him. “King Bowser hopes to gain our trust with the peace treaty, and once he sees us letting our guard down, he’ll use that opportunity to attack us, by boogity!”

“What do you suppose we do then?” a female Toad with red spots on her white cap explained. Based on the way the Toad was rubbing her forehead, as if she was stressed, Mario could tell that she was likely a newer member of the royal court. “His armies have always been, and still are, much more powerful than ours. If we attack him now, he’ll surely destroy us, but we can’t just sit back and wait for him to make the first move.

“King Bowser is not going to betray us!” Toadsworth exclaimed while slamming his cane on the floor. He took a few deep breaths before looking at each member of the royal court. “Have you all forgotten that he is married to King Luigi, one of the heroes of the Mushroom Kingdom? He would never allow King Koopa to attack our kingdom.”

A male Toad with white spots on his orange cap slammed his fist on the table before anyone could have a chance to respond.

“King Luigi betrayed us the moment he started a romantic relationship with that vile Koopa,” the Toad stated. “For all we know, he could be plotting with King Bowser to conquer the Mushroom Kingdom. We cannot trust either of them.”

Mario was grateful that Peach chimed into the conversation at that moment because he would’ve gone off on the idiotic Toad for even considering Luigi as a traitor had she not intervened.

“That is enough!” Peach shouted while shooting up from her chair. The entire royal court turned stiff upon hearing the queen’s sudden outburst, but Peach paid no attention. “We have been in an official alliance with the Dark Lands for less than a week and no one is even willing to give Bowser a chance! Yes, he has done nothing but terrible things to the Mushroom Kingdom in the past, but he wants to be a better Koopa now. Need I remind you all that the peace treaty was entirely his idea, not ours, and not to mention that he went through a lot just to have a public relationship with Luigi? That right there proves to me that Bowser is not the Koopa he used to be all those years ago and it greatly disappoints me that none of you can see that.”

It was a huge relief to Mario when a maid announced her presence with a knock on the conference room door right then and there. He didn’t have to look at the royal court to know that the meeting would’ve instantly turned into a verbal bloodbath if the maid arrived even one second later.

“Your Majesties, you have a visitor in the throne room,” the maid informed.

“Who’s the visitor?” Mario asked, speaking for the first time since the meeting started. He and Peach weren’t expecting any visitors today, but it was also entirely possible that the visitor could’ve just slipped from their minds, especially given that this past week had been exhausting for the royal couple.

The entire throne room noticed the stutter in the maid’s voice.

“I-I think it’s best if y-you see for yourself, Your M-Majesty,” the maid answered with an anxious tone.

Mario and Peach exchanged a worried glance before following the maid to the throne room. Usually, the maids or guards would announce the visitor to the royal couple, but considering the fact that the maid refused to provide the visitor’s name, in addition to that she was reluctant to respond to Mario’s question was rather alarming.

Who was the mysterious visitor?

Upon entering the throne room, Mario and Peach were relieved to find that the mysterious visitor was just Bowser. Mario now understood why the maid was nervous in answering his question and couldn’t blame her for the way she reacted.

But Mario’s relief melted away when he noticed two important pieces of information.

Luigi wasn’t with Bowser in the throne room.

And Bowser didn’t have his usual confidence.

“King Bowser.”

“Your Majesties.”

The throne room was painfully quiet for what felt like an eternity. None of the three royals knew how to break the silence.

It was only when Mario finally spoke that the atmosphere of the room took a 180˚ turn.

“What are you doing here?”

***********

Chapter 4

Wait, what?

This wasn’t at all where Bowser thought the conversation would be going.

Okay, sure, the actual purpose of this meeting had honestly been a mystery to the Koopa King ever since he received the letter, but he did have a few ideas on what the royal couple wanted to discuss with him. Between his relationship with Luigi and the peace treaty they all recently signed together, it would make sense for Mario and Peach to check in on him and make sure that he wasn’t going to back down on the promises he made to them.

But for Mario to ask why he was in his throne room when this entire meeting was his and Peach’s idea?

That was the last thing Bowser expected to hear.

“You wrote a letter that said you two wanted to speak with me in private,” Bowser answered while keeping his temper in check. He wasn’t sure how they could forget about a meeting, much less a meeting with him of all people, but with everything the four royals had to deal with since the signing of the peace treaty, Bowser figured that this meeting was likely not a high priority for the royal couple.

That hopefulness was thrown out the window when Mario spoke again.

“I never wrote you a letter.”

Okay, now that just didn’t make any sense to Bowser. It was one thing for Mario and Peach to forget about a meeting, but for them to have the audacity to act like they didn’t plan this meeting in the first place?

That started to anger the Koopa King.

“What do you mean ‘you never wrote me a letter?’” Bowser bellowed in a mocking tone. “Two days ago, I received a letter from you saying that you and Peach wanted to have a private meeting with me. You didn’t provide any purpose or reason for the meeting, but considering the fact that you don’t think too highly of me, I figured that you two wanted to do another ridiculous check up on me.”

Bowser could tell he struck a nerve when he saw Mario clenching his fists and momentarily conjuring up his Firebrand. While he was able to keep his composure in front of the Mushroom couple, Bowser couldn’t help but inwardly smirk at his small unintentional victory.

“You better watch what you say, King Koopa,” Mario threateningly demanded while ruining Bowser’s little victory. “I don’t know how it works in your kingdom, but here in the Mushroom Kingdom, you are expected to treat me and Peach with respect.”

It was a miracle that Peach interrupted the small argument right then and there because if she hadn’t, Bowser would’ve instantly dropped the formalities and used his fire breath to burn Mario to a crisp.

That would’ve been an interesting way to tell Luigi that he broke the peace treaty and started a war against his brother’s kingdom.

“Mario, sweetie, calm down,” Peach pleaded as she placed her hands on her husband’s shoulders. Bowser was amazed by how calm she was despite the amount of tension that was now hanging in the throne room. “Can you please show us the letter we allegedly wrote so that we can clear this matter up?”

It took a few moments for Bowser to realize that the question was directed at him and not Mario, but once he noticed that Peach was looking directly at him, the Koopa King immediately grabbed the letter out of his shell. He held the paper out to the royal couple, but Mario was quick to yank it out of Bowser’s hand, without even muttering a thank you, and start reading.

It was quiet as Peach and Bowser waited for Mario to finish reading the letter. Every part of Bowser wanted to tap his foot or sigh in annoyance, but he forced himself to take a few deep breaths because he knew that his impatience would only fuel Mario’s happiness. When five minutes have passed, Mario handed the letter to Peach before giving Bowser his utmost attention.

“We didn’t send this letter.”

Now that.

That statement made Bowser furious.

“Bullshit!” Bowser fumed. “I have seen the letters you two wrote to me and Luigi after we became an official couple and I know for a fact that those seals are real and official!”

“Yes, that is true, but this is neither mine nor Peach’s handwriting,” Mario explained. “Plus, we have a few Toads who are authorized to write letters on our behalf, but Peach and I always review the letter before we give the approval to mail it out to the recipient. This is the first time we’re seeing this letter and I can guarantee you that none of the Toads have this kind of handwriting.”

“Okay, so if none of you guys wrote the letter, then who the hell did?” Bowser inquired with a frustrated tone.

Before the royal couple could have a chance to think about Bowser’s question, a Hammer Brother suddenly barged into the throne room. Mario and Peach quickly went into a battle stance, but Bowser immediately shot his arm out to prevent any conflict from breaking out as he recognized the now-exhausted minion as one of Luigi’s personal guards.

“Jerry, what the hell are you doing here?” Bowser asked. “And why are you so out of breath?”

It took far too long, in Bowser’s opinion, for Jerry to catch his breath. Come to think of it, he wasn’t even sure why the minion was so out of breath to begin with. Jerry’s devoted loyalty to the royal family and high status in the Koopa Troop gave him the privilege to use the Koopa Clown Car Kamek and Kammy specifically made for the highest ranking minions.

But what Jerry said next made the three royals’ blood run cold.

“King Boo has taken over the Dark Lands!”

2 hours ago…

Luigi sighed as he stared at his reflection in the master bathroom mirror. With his red face and puffy eyes, it was easy to tell that he had been crying for quite some time and Luigi knew the minions well enough to know that it wouldn’t take long for the entire castle to find out that the green king sprinted to his and Bowser’s room with tears in his eyes.

And considering that his fight with Bowser was loud enough for even the Comet Observatory to hear them, Luigi knew it would only be a matter of time until everyone put two and two together.

It was such a relief that the master bathroom was directly connected to the master bedroom.

Luigi decided to give up on trying to look presentable, so he exited the master bathroom and collapsed on his and Bowser’s king-sized bed. He grabbed one of the pillows on his husband’s side of the bed before giving it a tight squeeze as a way to comfort himself from everything that happened in the past hour.

“How could this have happened?” Luigi whispered to himself while staring at the ceiling.

Why? Why did Bowser have to yell at him like that? All Luigi wanted was an actual conversation with Bowser about his private meeting with Mario and Peach. Granted, it probably wasn’t the best idea to express his concerns to the Koopa King right before he was scheduled to leave the Dark Lands, but Luigi didn’t think he was asking for too much. Was it really that difficult for Bowser to stop and listen to him for ten minutes?

Judging by the way their conversation ended, it apparently was.

Luigi didn’t want to think about Bowser or the argument anymore, so he forced himself to sit up on the bed and look around the room for something to distract himself with. It wasn’t until he saw the balcony entrance that he remembered the entire reason for Bowser’s early departure.

The thunderstorm was going to start soon.

And despite all the alarms that were running through his head, Luigi suddenly wanted nothing more than to take a walk in the rain.

With his mind now made up, Luigi got off the bed and walked to the bedroom door with a sense of urgency.

But he only took a few steps before the door was instantly sealed off with a purple gate.

A purple gate? He hadn’t seen that since-

Luigi could’ve sworn he felt his heart stop upon remembering the last time a purple gate blocked the exit.

“N-no,” Luigi trembled as he frantically looked around the room for any possible exit. He quickly realized that the rest of the exits were sealed off with the same purple gates, so he started to hysterically knock on the wall next to the bedroom door in hopes of making enough noise for any minion to hear him. “No, no, no!” 

He talked to E. Gadd two weeks ago. He reassured Luigi that his arch-nemesis was still trapped in that canister along with all the other ghosts he captured after that horrendous hotel adventure.

It was impossible for him to escape again.

But horror struck Luigi as soon as he heard the all-too-familiar and low chuckle he heard so many times in his nightmares.

And even though his mind was begging him not to, Luigi forced himself to turn around to face the one Boo he never wanted to see again.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my dear friend, Luigi,” King Boo taunted. “How long has it been since our last little reunion? One year? Two years? It’s hard to tell since I’ve been trapped in that canister for quite some time.”

Luigi couldn’t respond. He wasn’t sure if King Boo’s questions were rhetorical or actually genuine, but Luigi honestly didn’t care one way or the another because his mind was pleading him to scream, run, or do anything else he could think of to get away from the Boo who caused so much trouble for him and his brother.

But he was far too petrified to do anything.

And it didn’t take King Boo that long to notice this.

“Not in the mood to talk, huh?” King Boo asked upon noticing Luigi’s terrified expression. “That’s fine. I figured we would have a short reunion before I start my ultimate plan.”

Ultimate plan? What did that mean?

Luigi’s questions were immediately answered when he saw King Boo summoning a painting frame. The green king didn’t even realized he was screaming in terror as thunder rumbled in the distance at that exact moment.

But by the time the thunder stopped, he was already gone.

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

🔆anon

(During book 4)

Silver was chopping fire wood while Dusk was talking to him. More like talking at him while Silver made some comments here and there. But Sebek walks up, noticing they are using Lilia’s Magearm to chop the wood.

Sebek: What are you two doing?!

Dusk: Huh? What does it look like?

Silver: I’m cutting firewood.

Sebek: With that?! *points at the Magearm*

Silver: Yes?…

Dusk: What’s with the shouting?

Sebek: That is Master Lilia’s famous Magearm! It is something he’s used to win countless battles! Just look at the fine craftsmanship and materials!

Dusk: THAT’S what that is?

Silver: I always thought it looked out of place with all of our other tools.

Dusk: I just thought it looked pretty…

Sebek: We’re neither of you aware of this?

Dusk: Nope.

Silver: No.

Sebek: H-How?! You are both his sons, and *points at Silver* I know you are at least aware of his position.

Silver: One of the top generals in the royal guard.

Sebek: THE top. *looks at Dusk* Did you know?

Dusk: *shrugs* I wasn’t unaware. I knew Dad was a general in the royal guard, but I never cared much beyond that.

Sebek: So both of you knew Master Lilia’s job, yet neither of you recognized his weapon?

Dusk: Hey! I left at four years old! I wouldn’t expect anyone to go into details of what being a war vet was like.

Sebek: You could have been told to stay away from the literal war weapon!

Silver: Father never told me either. I don’t think he hid anything, but he’s not the type to leave it lying on the shelf collecting dust. Especially not over sentiment of war.

Sebek: You could’ve- I just- It’s-! ARGGH! I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHY I TRY WITH YOU TWO!

Dusk: Calm down. Blame Dad.

Silver: *silent and looking between Dusk and the Magearm*

Dusk: *notices him after a few seconds* Is something up?

Silver: Are you going to want any of this?

Dusk: What do you mean?

Silver: You are his oldest child, and Father doesn’t seem interested in fighting anymore. This stuff should go somewhere.

Dusk: …

Sebek: …

Dusk: No. I’m good.

Sebek: You’re good? Are you turning down everything, or specifically the weapons? Though I don’t know why you would considering the mag-

Dusk: *sighs* I don’t see myself staying in one place for a while, so a permanent house might be wasted on me. Plus, *fidgets* I kinda missed a lot of hears growing up here that you didn’t. Either way, it would have more value to you.

Silver: Dusk-

Dusk: And the weapons would also be a waste in me. I have no intent on becoming a knight or soldier or anything.

Sebek and Silver: !!!

Dusk: *slight irritation* Why are you two so shocked?

Sebek: It’s just…

Silver: It’s just not something we expected from you.

Dusk: Another word out of your mouths, and I will punch you. But I am being truthful. I don’t want to fight for a job. I don’t hate fighting or have a principle against it, it’s just not something I want to do more than needed.

Sebek: So what do you want to do?

Dusk: I don’t know. Something that I can move around a lot for? My first thought is construction, but I don’t know.

Silver: Humanitarian Aid? Someone who gets to go around to disaster sights and save people? That might work well with your natural physical strength and your magic as a fae.

Dusk: That job sounds kinda sad, but I don’t know. Maybe I’ll think on it. *shrugs*

Wow Dusk, I wasn't expecting that.

[ickymichi]

fear not for this event will not be awkward for i am here, CONGRATS ON 500 😭😭, for the lyric one, can i have "and I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too?" with atsumu being flustered af when g/n reader confesses to him

𝐅𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑’𝐒

𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓

𝒔𝒇𝒘 𝒐𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏!:

𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒖 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐.

<3 word count: 773

<3 note: thank you my dear! this was such a sweet one i love it n tsumu would be so cute all flustered 🥺🤲. i hope this was okay & ty for the request! <3

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨!

one thing miya atsumu knew was that he was rather popular with girls and boys alike, but that was it, they never actually confessed to him. and if one did, he’d turn them down with a blushing face telling them he has his eyes set on someone. how he wished he could build up the guts to tell that person his feelings, but it’s not that easy!.

Is what he’d tell Osamu who was the victim of his continuous love life complaints. “just put a letter in their locker saying to meet you at the park and do it. They still do that right?”. Osamu asked the brunette to his left, who’s currently muching on a jelly stick. “yeah think so, some guy did it to his crush a while ago.” Suna said not looking up from the video playing on his phone. “yeah but this is different, we’re talkin’ about (y/n) here.” The two boys looked at the blonde infront of them with a ‘you serious?’ look on their faces. “how is confessing to (y/n) any different than confessing to any sam, bill or harry.” His twin leaned back in his uncomfortable desk chair and crossed his arms over his chest. “they, it’s- it’s just-” “spit it out then.” “it just is different okay!”

This argument carried on between the three boys until the sound of the classroom door sliding open made them all turn to look in the direction. “Um atsumu?” the said boy fixed his posture and tried fixing his hair at the sight of the whole reason him and his friends were having this discussion. “y-yeah?you okay (y/n)?”. the other two had to hide their laughter over atsumu’s nervous voice break. “could you come with me for a minute, if you aren’t busy.” “no! I mean, uh no i’m not busy i’ll come with ya.” He walked towards you and gave you a small smile and followed you out the door, not before giving Suna and ‘Samu the finger.

When you stopped walking he noticed you brought him to the open grass of the school right under a cherry blossom tree. ‘Wait.. nah surely they ain’t’. he thought to himself while watching you take a deep breath and turn to face him. “um I know this is kinda or of the blue, so you can say no and act like this never happened.” You took in another breath and looking at the wide eyed volleyball player. “I, i really like you atsumu, and i have since that time in first year you stopped that volleyball from hitting me in the face. I just have never knew how to tell you, well actually it’s more like I always thought I never stood a chance. You always had people confess to you nearly every day, so I just kept it to myself the whole time. So yeah.” When you finished rambling you looked up from the small petal on the grass to see his expression.

You thought he may laugh at you or maybe just walk away leaving you with your nothing. What you didn’t think to see was the miya atsumu standing opposite you with red cheeks, a pair of wide eyes and an open mouth trying to form a sentence. “like I said, you can say no it’s oka-” “no! wait no I mean- arggh! i like ya to (y/n)! like a lot. but I thought, I thought the same really, that i didn’t have a chance. Everyone looks at ya with heart eyes and to you, I look like just any other face in that crowd. But now? Now i’m beatin’ myself for not growin’ a pair and just confessin’ sooner.” it was your turn to stand there shocked. You didn’t plan this far ahead so you had no idea what to do next.

Not thinking you took three steps towards him and wrapped your arms around his middle. “that makes me really happy ‘tsumu.” The nickname just slipped out but in the moment, you didn’t care.

Everything going on only made atsumu grow more flustered over the whole situation. Having no idea where to put his arms he settled on your shoulders pulling you closer to his body. “how about I um, I take you on a date this weekend?”. Was that how people ask someone on a date? He asked himself. “yeah i’d like that a lot.” “you would?” “mmhh”. turning to rest your cheek on his chest, the two of you stayed like this until atsumu’s phone buzzed twice.

‘From Samu’: so. You two a thing now?

‘From Suna’: so. You get laid yet?

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- end <3

[into-deepdark]

I'm not forgetful

I admit that I forget people names. I admit that I forget where I put my spectical. I admit that I forget where I park my car. I admit I forget what people say to me just few minute ago. I admit I keep forgetting my stuff at work. Sometime, I am in duel with myself if either I have already lock the door or not. I hate it when people ask me to remind them about somethings. I forget the birth date of important people in my life. I can't remember the entire conversation.

But, I will never forget how people make me feel. The feel I feel when a person are actually listening to my story. I will never forget how one song make me feels after not hearing it for a long time. I will never forget the important detail I get from my fav lecturer. I never forget my fav movies. I remember my childhood friends. I remember my schoolmate. I remember my friends at university. I remember how small things a total stranger did to me. I remember good customer with manners. I remember a friendly kids I meet while working in a cafe. I remember what my family hate and love. Like, their fav food. I remember what I did that make people mad at me and try to avoid it. I remember the feel of being used.

The intensity of feeling I get from the situation I am in will determine the tendency of my rememberence.

So, that make me not a total forgetful person, but also not fully remembering one.

Please .. does this relatable? Because I starting to feel this is going to be a problem for me. Arggh!! I am INFP btw. So I think it just the feeler things.

[recurring-polynya]

Writing/Art Update 11/4/19:

I need to be nicer to myself! I am just really mad, because I feel like I have been working on the Lt’s Exam fic forever (it’s been 4 months) and I don’t have a lot to show for it! I am very, very close to being done the 3rd chapter, but it’s just... so slow! And I just keep... working on random stuff instead, just like really random. I mean, I wrote a whole bunch of stuff during those 4 months (like 50k words worth, I counted), and it’s not like I don’t have over a hundred pages of it, it’s just... ARGH. ARGGH. I don’t think anyone has ever actually complained to me about lack of updates, which is good, because if they did, I would probably just crumble into dust and blow away.

In other news, I had a very Byakuya & Ichika weekend. I wrote a short and rather silly story about Byakuya getting a spirit phone for the purposes of taking pictures of his niece, and I drew some Belated Halloween Pictures (please go look at them, I am begging you, I am stupidly proud of them, esp. Smol Ichika and bitch-please hands Byakuya)

That’s it. That’s all I got this week. I am very small and my house is very cold and it is now STEM Fair Season, so you can imagine the kind of stress I am under.

[hjazysol]

@hopeaterart

Sasori: They've been gone for quite some time now huh?

Tsubaki: Should we go check on them?

Kaabi: Yeah. (Gets a phone call, they answer it) Hey Susie what's up?....What do uou mean Magolor pulled a demon out of Marx's body!?....."HE JUST DID" IS NOT AN ANSWER! Can't you handle it!?....Urgh! Fine. You better hope to god nothing bad happens to these guys when I head over there! (Hangs up) I'll be back. Warp Star!

Kaabi's bike swerved round the corner from the voice of it's rider. Kaabi then hopped on then rode off to Star Allies HQ.

Sasori: Welp. It's just me and you then.

Tsubaki: Right let's go.

Kikotsu, stepping out completely fine: There is no need she didn't end up being there which is why we are going to back.

Sasori: Really? Then shouldn't we investigate?

Kikotsu: Dedede's got it covered or rather. He'll get to it eventually. Soooo! We will just turn ourselves around. And head back til we get Dedede's info yeah?

Tsubaki: You make a valid point I guess. Let's go.

Tsubaki & Sasori turned their backs to "Kikotsu" he grinned. He then proceeded to immediately inject the two with the same serum Okashi used on Dedede & himself.

Sasori: ACK! WH-WHAT?

Kikotsu: What's the matter?

Tsubaki: What did you just stab us with!?

Kikotsu: HAHAHAHAHAHA! (Shifts body to Okashi)

Okashi: SURPRISE!

Sasori: You!? How'd you even make your head look on fire!?

Okashi: Simple I just waved my hair about with my Quirk to make the illusion of flames & a heck ton of hair dye!

Sasori: Gah! Fine then! Let's see how you like it! (Directs the stinger helmet into Okashi's arm, but nothing happened) ... ...What? Wh-...Where's my hair's poison gone?

Tsubaki: What!? Shouldn't it always be there?

Sasori: It's....Not there!

Tsubaki: Step back I've got this then!

Okashi: Look at you trying to play hero. (Steps forward)

Tsubaki: You take one more step and you'll be helpless!

Okashi, continues walking: Well I can't exactly beat the shit out of you two without getting closer. Heheh!

Tsubaki: Then I'll stop you! Myself! (Attempts paralyzing Okashi. Nothing happened) Erm... ...Let's try this instead. (Pulls out a rib cage from her bag and attempts to change it into a weapon. Nothing happened.) ...What!?

Okashi: Your next line will be "You bastard what'd you do to us?" To you!

Sasori & Tsubaki: You bastard what'd you do to us!? HUH!?

Okashi, now suddenly right infront of them: I hope you like rush attacks!

Sasori: We can't avoid this! Brace yourself!

Tsubaki: Crap!

Okashi, punching rapidly all around: AAAAAATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA! ATA! ATA! (Delivering one final hit) AAAAAAATAAAA!

Sasori & Tsubaki were sent flying pummeled by the barrage of punches sent at them.

Sasori: Arggh.... ...Tsu?

Tsubaki: Urgh?

Sasori: I feel like hell.

Tsubaki: Well at least we aren't dead.

Okashi: HAHA! FOOLS! Omae Wa Mou Shinderu!

Sasori: NANI!? ARE YOU GONNA MAKE OUR HEADS EXPLODE!?

Okashi: What!? No! Just consider this a friendly warning. Don't you even think about getting in my way! I'm just trying to make you all see what you all didn't think was up to snuff in your world. It seems you still think the same.... ....But say. How about you four all expierience what I did 7 years ago huh!?!

Okashi then threw Sasori & Tsubaki into the HCL then closed off the exit.

Okashi: Score!

Q-Boy: Big sis! Why'd you do that to Tsubaki & Sasori?

Okashi: Listen little bro. As much as I know you wanna be friends with those people, they're just getting in big sis' way! They're trying to hurt me for just wanting to be free. They don't think I'm good enough for the world. That's the reason the mad doctor kept me sealed from society for 7 whole years! But it doesn't matter. Now that you're here! We can show these useless defects what for! So for me I'm gonna have to ask that when you see whoever you think is your ally. Beat the crap outta 'em!

Q-Boy: ... ... ...Ok! ^^

Okashi: Right! Let's get going! Hold my hand.

Q-Boy & Okashi then walked away to somewhere. Kaabi then returned a few hours later with an angry expression.

Kaabi: Ok I'm back the guys back at HQ are trying to act like...They didn't...Call me. What happened to the entrance. Let's move this aside. (Lifts up the debris blocking the entrance then heads inside) Guys? Are you all ok? Where is everyone you all disappeared.

Sasori: We're on the floor.

Kaabi: OH MY GOD! What happened to you guys? You like a shipwreck!

Sasori: You can say "shit" you know you're a hero.

Kaabi: I'm sorry but as a small cute baby. I'm legally not allowed to swear....What happened to Kikotsu?

Sasori: Well you see all our Quirks have been erased.

Kaabi: Erased?

Sasori: Yep. (Holds up the syringe Okashi used on them) This stuff shut off our Quirks. Only she knows how to make an antidote.

Kaabi: Hmm... ...Come on guys! I know just the right person who can at least analyse this stuff. Let's go!

King Dedede: I would come but I can't move. I feel fat without my Quirk.

Sasori: (Sigh) I'll carry him.

Tsubaki: I'll just put Kenji in my bag then I guess.

________

-Later-

Mikhail: Right. So you say that you all got injected with a Quirk nullifying liquid?

Sasori: Correct.

Mikhail: Do you have anything I can work with?

Kaabi: Well they couldn't get it into Kenji's bloodstream since. The obvious reason. So there's just liquid sloshing around his skull.

Mikhail: Ok. So where is his skull as of now.

Tsubaki: Oh here you go. (Passes the skull)

Mikhail: Perfect. So now I will extract this liquid from inside him. He might revert back to living if I remove it. So. (Mikhail removed the liquid from within Kikotsu's head) Let's see what that did.

Nothing happened.

King Dedede: Hey why didn't anything happen?

Mikhail: Hmm. Interesting. It is most likely that the cellular network of this liquid has connected with that of which are present within Kikotsu's skull.

King Dedede: Can it be reversed then?

Mikhail: Well I'll have to analyse everything first til I can determine whether I can make an antidote. If not however then you'll have to do your best to persuade this Okashi to give you it.

________

Back at the shopping centre.

Midoriya: Well it seems everything is better for now.

Iida: Right. This is much more tame. But it is our number one priority to make sure Honoka is safe.

Honoka: Guys. I know you want to keep me safe and all but...

Honoka, inside a massive bubble ball: Is this really neccesary. I mean who even thought this up?!

Kaminari: You'll thank me later.

Suddenly, Kaminari bumped into a large hairy figure.

Beowulf, barely smiling: Oh my apologies. Huh? It would seem. Your entire class is here. Good afternoon U.A. how are you?

They all stare at Beowulf suspiciously.

Beowulf, in his head: Hrngh! Did I say something wrong? Let's just get straight to the point their beedy eyes are piercing through me. (Looks at Ojiro & Tokoyami) Especially those two.

Beowulf: Sorry to bother you all but would you happen to have seen this small child? (Shows them a picture of Q-Boy)

They stare with even more suspicion.

Beowulf, in his head: What the hell is up with these kids!? Do they think I'm a villain? What is it?! My beautiful smile? (Isn't even smiling) Pfft. Talk about judging a book by it's cover.

Beowulf: Hmm. I'll take that as a no. I'll be on my way then.

Beowulf left the area.

Midoriya: Yaoyorozu? Did you make it?

Yaoyorozu: Yes.

Tokoyami: And Dark Shadow has placed it on him.

Iida: Then now?

Midoriya: Now we'll track him.

________

Okashi: So let's see then if I've done everything correctly then. Pretend to be Kaabi's secretary so I could label all the attacking heroes' as Quirkless. Check. Take back my Baby brother. Check. Make the molecular structure of my Quirk nullifyer too complex for even the greatest of scientists to solve. Check. Now then! All that's left is murder my little sister Honoka! This is gonna be one hell of a show! Ain't nothin gonna hold me back!

[losingmyjustice]

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE.

name: Clive Dove eye color: Dark Brown hair style/color: Light Brunette, the Mess hidden under his hat height: Average clothing style: Something between formal and classy, only rarely outside of the blue-green-brown palette

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

your fears: Fire, Failure, the Future. your guilty pleasure: lockpicking your biggest pet peeve: anything with politics really your ambitions for the future: Get out of here ASAP and continue where he left off--that, getting Justice over what has happened.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

your first thought waking up: “Arggh, bloody hell--- Why did I let myself fall asleep?” what you think about most: “What if it really is hopeless..?” what you think about before bed: “I’m wasting too much time, aren’t I?” you think your best quality is: Persistence.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?

single or group dates: single to be loved or respected: respected beauty or brains: brains

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU…

lie: became the norm by now believe in yourself: Fake it ‘till you make it. believe in love: Well....yes. want someone: back. Yes.

LAYER SIX: EVER BEEN…

on stage: Yep. done drugs: If time-shifting pills count, except that--No. changed who you were to fit in: It’s more of putting on a mask, than changing yourself.

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES

favorite color: olive green. favorite animal: cats. favorite movie: ..? favorite game: Blackjack Chess

LAYER EIGHT: AGE

day your birthday will be: (/never made a hc for that but I can see him as a scorpio) how old will you be: 22 does age matter: No.

LAYER NINE: IN A PERSON

best personality: Someone who listens & understands. best eye color: Blue or Brown best hair color: Dark Brown / Black

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE

I love: my Parents. I feel: enraged. I hide: my motives. I miss: my Childhood. I wish: time could rewind -- without manipulating time.

[s-nebul0sa]

32 pleeeaase

It became a Danvers sisters thing instead of supercorp but I hope you won’t mind.

Prompt: “I locked the keys in the car.”

“You’re late,” Alex states, arms folded over each other and legs a little more than hip-width apart. A small breeze plays with her short hair as she somehow manages to look down on Kara even though she’s shorter. 

“I know! I’m sorry! I brought donuts.” Kara nearly trips as she tries to push the box beneath Alex’s nose. 

Alex appraises her, taking in the only half-buttoned shirt and Kara’s messy hair. “I don’t want to hear it. You and Lena are so much worse than Maggie and I ever were.”

“We didn’t- nothing- Lena and I- I overslept!” Kara rambles, the tips of her ears turning red. 

“Save it, potstickers. Lena parked the car in the front?” Alex inquires as she takes a donut. 

“Yes, yes she did.”

“Okay, and she gave you the keys?”

“Yes, she handed them to me.”

“Why are you talking so strange?” Alex squints her eyes, staring suspiciously at Kara.

“Nothing. No reason. How was your date last night?” Kara asks in an attempt to change the topic. 

For some reason, it seems to work.

“It was really nice, actually. We actually really clicked. Dinner was a complete disaster but we just laughed that away and that only made it more perfect. Good thing she knew a good place to get desserts after and we ended up in a super sweet place. I’m totally going to take you one day. She was so nice and I never had to put in any effort to keep the conversation going, it just happened. We already have a new date scheduled right after we get back from mom.”

“That sounds awesome!” Kara cheers. “What’s her name?”

“Nope, no names until at least the third date. I don’t want you to go all creepy sister on her and stalk her on facebook and linkedin and wherever.” 

“I would never.” Kara pretends to look offended, her mouth agape and a hand held to her heart. The seriousness of the expression completely losing its effect due to the sugar and icing on her cheeks. Alex can’t help laugh at her.

“So you didn’t digitally stalk Claire after our date?” 

“No. I researched her. I want to make sure you’re dating someone who deserves you, not some low-life criminal.” 

“Kara, she was a kindergarten teacher. I’m pretty sure if she had a criminal record she’d have been fired from her job.”

“Well, better safe than sorry. It’s my job as a sister to make sure you’re dating someone worthy.”

“It is not. I can handle myself fine.”

“Cannot.”

“Can too.”

“Cannot.”

“Can too.”

“Cahbbot,” Kara repeats, this time with her mouth stuffed full with another donut.

“I’m director of a government organisation, I can too handle it fine.”

“Then it’s revenge.”

“What? Because I did a background check of Lena when you started to talk about her 24/7?”

“Yes.”

“Pfff.” Alex snatches the last donut from the box right before Kara’s fingers touch it. 

“Hey!”

“We need to leave. We’re super late already. We can talk more in the car.”

“Err, I have to throw away the box first,” Kara stalls, slowly walking to the furthest trash can she can see.

“Kara,” Alex chides, foot impatiently tapping on the floor, “hurry up.”

“The environment is important, Alex. I need to recycle.”

“Can’t you recycle with super speed? I don’t want to miss mom’s pie. This isn’t like you. You’re always way too eager to leave for mom because she cooks you tonnes of food.”

“I want to save my energy in case of an emergency.”

“You never save your energy. You’re Kara, you don’t do that.”

“This is the new Kara.” Kara jolts her head a little and looks up, puffing her chest out and standing firmly on both legs. 

“Does the new Kara not want mom’s chocolate pecan pie?”

“She does!” Kara slackens her posture and smiles brightly, pulling Alex along down the stairs and to the front of the building. They stop in front of Lena’s car, loaned to them for their trip to Midvale because J’onn refuses to let Kara drive in his car after the last trip. 

“Oh, right.” Kara mutters. Her face falls and she stares at the vehicle. 

“Are you going to unlock it?” Alex walks around the black car and checks it out. It’s a nice one, she has to admit. Lena has class. 

“I would,” Kara trails off. 

“You would?”

“I would but-”

“But what, Kara?!” 

“But I locked the keys in the car.”

Alex grumbles loudly and hits her palm to her forehead. Of course Kara locked the keys inside. 

“Does Lena have spare keys?”

“Yes.”

“Call your damn girlfriend and get those keys so we can leave.”

“I would but-”

“Arggh, not more buts. What now?”

“But she’s in a plane to Asia now.”

“Okay, so you locked the keys inside the car. The spare keys are in Lena’s apartment and Lena is, with the keys to said apartment, on her way to the other side of the planet?”

“That about summarises it, yes,” Kara acknowledges. 

“Fine. Wait here.” Alex lifts her finger to Kara and points at her feet and the spot she’s currently standing. 

Too afraid to even move a single muscle, Kara watches Alex’s back retreat into the building they just exited. She waits several minutes, fighting the urge to move. It’s nearly impossible. She’s Kryptonian. She has too much energy to stand still. It’s unfair. And to top it all off, the sun starts appearing from behind a light cloud and brightly shines down upon her, feeding her cells even more energy. Just when she feels like she’s about to burst from excess energy, Alex appears from the building again. In her hands, there’s a duffle bag. 

Without a single word, Alex gets to work. She drops the bag on the floor and takes a long wide but thin piece of metal from it. Kara doesn’t dare ask why Alex has a duffle bag with car jacking gear in her apartment.

“Can I move again?” she asks impatiently. 

“Yes.” Alex doesn’t bother to look up, too focussed on the task in front of her.

Kara lets out a long breath and starts jumping up and down slightly. Watching Alex is boring, it’s slow and precise work. Kara needs fast. 

“I’ll be right back,” is all she says before running away. Running at human speed is slow but it’s better than standing still and watching. Especially because she’ll have to sit still in a car for hours once Alex has managed to get them in. 

“Are you ready yet?” Kara asks after her first round around the block.

“Not yet.”

Not wanting to wait and watch, she starts another round. 

Once again asking, “Are you ready yet?” when she reaches Alex.

“No.”

Another round.

Another, “Are you ready yet?”

“No”

A fourth round.

“Are you ready yet?”

“Stop asking. I’ll tell you when I am.”

“Okay.”

Round five.

Six.

Seven. 

Eight.

“I’m done. Now please stop driving me crazy.”

“Yay!” Kara stops running and claps her hands at Alex’s amazing work. 

“I’ll just put these away and then we can leave. Don’t touch anything.”

‘Don’t touch anything’ is a lot easier than ‘don’t move’. Unless Alex meant the ground too. Or her clothes. Glasses. She’s actually touching a lot. Alex didn’t mean the stuff she’s wearing and the ground she’s standing on, right? Because she can only stop touching stuff if she’s naked and flying and she can’t do either in public. Eliza, Jeremiah and Alex had all been clear about that.

Before Kara can spiral into an existential crisis about what she can and cannot touch and how to achieve that without breaking any rules, Alex returns again. 

Alex gets in on the drivers side and, when Kara doesn’t follow, opens the door on the passenger side and leans over the seat. 

“Come on, slow poke. Let’s get some pie!”

“Pie!” Kara doesn’t let Alex tell her that twice and leaps into the car. She closes the door behind her and quickly buckles up while Alex starts the engine. 

[shukuchiisms]

A song to the beginning and a flower to the end

Chapter 1 - Prologue  

[Note, these events are situated right after the blood’s trial lore and in the noxian invasion time, respectively]

I wake Immediately, gasping for air, as the pain flood my very being, My eyes looking up to gaze the ruby colored moon. Just how much time passed? My pain is subsiding, I try to push myself up, but my hands are slipping and scraping against the cold, rough stone floor.

My body still feels heavy, and i can see crimson drops splashing on the ground, but is it my blood? I can't tell, but i'm drenched from toes to hair on it. I don't remember anything other than a strange nightmare, My eyes flutter, vision beginning to drow out, “This is it then?” I managed to stutter before blacking out completelly.

It's almost five years since my death and return, or like the cult loves to remember me, Five years of me blooming from the bloodmoon petals, with my life restored. Like i actually desired any of it for the beginning! My life was a disgrace from the start, i had born with a terminal illness that made it impossible for me to use magic, my own kind hated me for this reason and to finish it all my father loved to abuse me as some kind of punishment for me being so weak. I died hating the whole world just to be bring back to it again. Great, just great!

Not that i'm cured either, all that ritual thing did was change the annoyance of me coughing blood all the time for the annoyance of me needing to drink it all the time! Yes, you heard it right, i'm some kind of vampire now. I swear that if the sun hurted me like it does on the old folktales i would be furious! Well,more furious than i am now for sure...

A loud thud bring me back from my memories, as i feel the wind of a blurred gleam slash close to me and rip my memoir book in half together with my table, Stupid soldiers! They are like flies these days, no matter where you move your gaze you can see a bunch of them! Thanks to this damn retard my white dress is splattered with black ink and i will need to restart from the beggining!

"ARGGH~"  I exclaim out my frustration as the soldier wave his blade back at my head, when these idiots would learn that they are just too slow to hit me? As i easilly move around his sword, and next to his armored chest a creepy smille growns on my lips, Such armor would protect him from any ordinary vastaya, but unfortunatelly for him, i'm not one of those. 

With no effort i dodge all his attacks as i approuch him enough to storm his chest with chainned punches. Each one of them connects with his breastplate and further tousle his armor as i could hear the noise of his internal organs being destroyed as his bones cracked being crushed by the metal that was supposed to protect him of harm. My last punch make his lifeless body, now looking more like a can of sardine that someone opened with the help of a hammer, cross the same papper wall that he had destroyed to enter the cabin i was using to peacefully write in my book.

I steeped out of the large hole on the side of the small cabin, just to be greeted with an wall of archers all aiming at me. Before i even could muster one of my famous sarcastic comments a rain of arrows was coming on my direction, you should see the surprised and full of terror look on the archers' eyes as they realized the only thing they had hit was the empty cabin i was some minutes ago, and some red petals.

I managed to blink away on the last minute before being showered in arrows an rematerialize in the air right behind some of the archers, I took the chance to do an uppercut and a good air combo before landing, quickly rolling away and targeting the nearby soldier and sending a kick towards his legs, and another flurry of hits. Swiftly making my way around the battalion, crushing 'em like they are made of glass.

While i performed my death dance, dodging and hitting viciously everything i saw moving, one of the archers managed to hit my left shoulder with an arrow, as it pierced my skin, my cursed blood melted it to ashes almost instantanelly, i took the moment for my advantage and splashed some of it on his helmet, as it corroded the metal and made him go into an agonizing blindness, I drew my sword from the back of my waist and lunged at him with blind speed, cuting his right arm out of his body, what caused my skin and my dress stain on his bodily wine, healing my open wound as the crimson drops made contact with my skin.

Making a twirl i managed a direct strike of my blade against his neck, decapitating him instantanelly as i used my full faned set of tails as whips to attack all the enemies on the proximity, that at this point were running away and screaming for help. Pathetic! The ones that actually survived enough to run only secured a worst, more painfull death for forcing me to chase after them!

In mere minutes i was there, surrounded by the weak corpses of my attackers and once more drenched in the delicious red liquid that was my sustenance, as i started to walk back to the cabin i was using to rest on that night i heard an growl and a weird noise, as if metal was being grindding toghter, but before i actually had the chance to look at it, i feel a crushing weight coliding against me, baring giving me the time to block it with a barrier of solid light, before tossing me like i was a ragdoll, the pain was nerly unberable as my back collided with a tree, breaking it in half as i continued to bounce on the ground and finally landed on top of a rock.

I coughed out blood and painted heavilly, the air knocked out of me viciously, as i forced myself back on my feet in vain. My legs are numb and my vision was blurry, but i could still hear the loud clank it's enormous foot made in contact with the ground, it was an armored golem. i would, totally,  ask how they managed to put an armor on a damn golem, if i was not occuped trying to not be squashed by it at the moment!

Fortunately for me, the blood of the previous soldiers i was covered in, was still liquid enough for me to lick it, What gave me enough fuel to stand back on my feet just in time to roll away of the enormous foot stomping at my way. I charged and stabbed the titan on the leg, causing it to struggle to stand still, generally i wouldn't have any problems to pierce through an golem’s skin, but in this case my blade barely scratched it thanks to that acursed armor!

Skidding my feet, i forced my blade around it's ankle, causing it to fall back, Sizing the opportunity to rapidly jump around and conjure red light orbs, i tossed it towards the behemoth creature, imprisoning it on hard light chain constructs. As it was immobile i used my build up rage to ignite my accursed scarlet flames to took over my sword, as i jumped on top of the golem and slashed his torso as much as i could, sending waves of plasmic fire towards it's armor and skin.

My flames caused a big damage to it's armor, now melting on it's skin as it grunted in pain from the burns caused both by my flames and the melting steel of his former armor, but they also melted my own chains, trying to ignore the immense pain caused by the golem's first attack, i jumped again, trying to attack once more before it perceived that my chains are not more strong enough to hold it down, but this time the damn thing was faster and using it's enormous mace stricked me once more.

My sword fell unceremoniously into the ground as i was, once more, tossed hight into the air, making an arc before reaching the ground in a thud, i could feel and hear my own bones being crushed under my weight, that monster did it, i was over! Honestly it didn't mattered for me if i had won this fight or if that stupid thing was going to kill me, after all i barely would call it death, since i could be ressurect by the light of the red moon! But this colossus was with those soldiers, and these damned fools are not after me! They're attacking anyone they comed across, they could use it to actually hurt someone that couldn't fight back or even worse, My beloved peach blossom!

I couldn't bare the through of her being killed for such a aberration, so i need to stand back and kill this thing, i muster kill all these damn things! For more than i hated to do wath i was about to do, i needed the power, the strenght to protect the one i loved, even if it's mean break the promesse i made her so many years ago. I needed to embrace the monster i was before our gaze first meet, I needed to become the bloodmoon's will once more! After all, it's need a monster to kill a monster.

I took a deep breath, catching all the wind i could at that moment, and letting out a loud scream i started as a single bloody tear dropped from my eye down my face.

"White moon stained;  White snow falling turned into ashes of deepest red;  Blood moon petals sown..."

The accursed song rips throught me like a torrent, Those words being seemingly nonsense to me, as a ominous energy surround me and knocks the golem away time enough for me to procced, Control leaves my body as my screams echoing the lyrics lime some kind of twisted mantra. My hand reach for my mask as i cover it from the world.

The Pale light of the moon fades to red, as the pain subsides instantly, as my skin turns into some kind of crystal glowing with the same red light that i can bend at my will, my body growns and a new tail sprouted from my lower back. I finished my transformation with a meancing growl.

"Spreading my wings of  evil omens I soar;  Death blooms from darkest white.

With nothing I break free from my past;  Emerging from a crimson forest;  The black flower is the voice I hear, always, in bloodied prayers;  Entoning the song of ruin;  that shall ring in the day of repentance In which all shall disappear..."

My body charged foward, the movement not entirely feeling like my own, My left arm rising and effortlessly slashing the monster's leg off. Even though my blade made only scratches, those wild claws sliced clean throught. As the gigant beast tried to swing it's club back at me, this time i could block it easilly with my other hand, cutting it on half with my claws, I tugg at it's arm with all the strength i could, and with another howl of the beast and a rain of blood, i ripped it's arm and used it to get some payback!

"The disaster will fall upon us;  It sounds the arrival of Doomsday;  I shall dance in nightmares that day.

A harmless song of ruin Which creates a monster;   A monster that brings the judgement;  Oh unforgiving Flower;  Have mercy on us in this final moment.

Blood stained petals cloud my dreams;  Oh red moon that reigns on the ominous skies;  Send us your dreadful angel;  to punish the unworthy..."

I spined the golem's arm, now on my hands and used it as an mace, hitting the acursed thing right on it's ugly face, my strike sending it flying away deep into the woods around the cabin, as i tossed it's stinky arm on the ground and dashed towards it. In my spiritual form i don't feel pain, so i not bothered to avert anything on my path! I even crossed an Boulder, smashing it in half as i passed, the wind carrying everything i destroyed with me, as i made my way towards the cripped golem as i still intoned my song.

"Oh dark flower of blood;  Cover this world with your petals;  Making your song known for all;

It’s said someday the flower shall bloom eternally. Tall and strong;

I can see petals sinking in the distance; They seem to dance with the shadows as they fall; The Flower’s song persists through the time; Lost words shall always disappear; Shadows of light dance, a sickness from the darkness is near..."

As my song approuched it's end, i was running out of time, if i didn't killed that goddamned thing right now, i was at risk of becoming an empty shell for the spirit of destruction take control once more, as i stopped my rampant dash towards the golem, the wind coming at my trail knocked all the debris it was bring with me at the monster, as i took the opportunity to make my final assalt towards it.

"Oh unforgiving Flower’s Song;  make them all cry in blood tears;  As you sing aways..."

My body leaps into the air and twists in an unholy way, as my mind is now almost fully clouded with hatred and blood thirsty, All it tooks was one ruthless slam of my both hands down it's body to makes it's torso fall into pieces, exposing it's twin hearts, i clawed at them viciously, make big splashes of blood stain even more my garbs and the ground.

"Suffer. I shall give thee thy punishment; Suffer. There shall be no forgiveness; Suffer. I shall give thee thy punishment; Sleep. I shall give thee death; Sleep. I shall give thee  disaster; The sweet scent of ---"

As the golem layed dead at my feet, I managed to take off the mask covering my face and shut my mouth down, recovering my consciousness just in time, one second more and i would be gone forever! The red aura leaves my body as i have breaths in and out. Now back at my mortal form, tired from the battle, I struggle to make my way back to what had left of my cabin.

Once there, i kick some of the arrows away from what was my sit, and carefully to not further ruin my memoir book with blood stains, i try to put all my previous notes toghter, before reaching for a new, and hopefully still whole book to copy my previous writing, so i could go back at register down my first memories at being the bloodmoon's will...

It's almost five years since my death and return, or like the cult loves to remember me, Five years of me blooming from the bloodmoon petals...  

[forever-yoongis]

My Chemistry Of Love

Ships: Yoongi x reader

Genre: Fluff and just pure, pure nonsense xD.

I shook my head from side to side and banged my hands against it as if to shake out the painful memories that dared to come back from the far corner of the brain where I had stored them, never to be recalled . Ann,you promised. I told myself. You promised to store away those memories and never bring them back. You promised not to get weak again.

My hospital, patients and even Min Yoongi seemed to be the last things on my mind then. I suddenly went short of breath and gasped as I remembered the months of suffering and acting nonchalant, and how hard it had been to keep my calm. I shook my head furiously.There's no way I was going to trust this man, especially when he's an idol who could have any girl he wanted to when he liked. "Arggh", I was frustrated with myself. Why does it always have to be me?

"Yah, why are you throwing a tantrum? People are getting scared. I heard you kicked the vase near the Section Head's chamber and broke it. What is this, belated revenge?" , Sophie looked mad but I could see the concern in her eyes as she spoke. What is she even talking bout? "Omg when did I do that??" My eyes seemed to pop out of my sockets. "Wow, you don't even remember anything. Brilliant", she started rubbing her temples, looking absolutely done with the shit, aka me. I squinted, trying to hard to recall...remember what I did on the way to m office. My eyes shot open and I gasped. Fuck, that must be it.

"O-oh. I remember now, I think. There was this nurse blocking my way talking to a patient and I really wanted to reach my chamber and so I vaguely remember pushing something--" "Not pushing. You kicked it into pieces", she glared at me. I winced. Just why is my day turning out to be so rotten?! Ugh!! "Alex just might take it the wrong way, Sophie!" I facepalmed. Trust my body reflexes to do something this stupid..."Your brain doesn't let us take revenge.. so we, your body reflexes will do it for you!! Don't you worry", I imagined the conversation that probably was going on inside me. I sighed. As it is, I'm having trouble keeping my feelings for Yoongi at bay. No, scratch that. I don't even fuckin KNOW what my feelings for him are at this point of time. And now this. Jeez, I must be a magnetic centre for all kinds of bad charms that exist on this Earth.

"Now now don't look so glum. We are still here. C'mon cheer up", Sophie gave me a wink. Woman, you actually expect me to cheer up right now. "You are the reason why I'm glum!!!", I rolled my eyes.

"Hey it's done", I saw Sophie turn to give someone a high-five. Now what? The two turned to look at me, grinning widely. "What do you mean? And what are you doing here?" I pointed at Exci who merely shrugged. "Dunno, but the work's done", she snickered. And then, pointing a finger to poke my forehead, she said,

"But you definitely owe us one for this".

So she went on to explain the apparently "fantastically flawless piece of job" she has just executed, not without mixing her lecture with sudden (slightly irrelevant, yeah) claims of how "awesome they are", which would immediately be followed by Sophie's "humble denial" of "we did the duty of best friends", then hurrying on to explain how I still owed them a lot and well...you get it. "Will you just get to the point guys?" I was already trying really hard to keep my face straight.

"Yes yes,but the proper introduction was also necessary", and so she began.

"Take it quick!!", Sophie whispered frantically. "God, what has she been eating? How the hell did she break it into so many pieces in just one kick?", she complained. "Go, go," she shoved the broken pieces into a bag and pushed it into Exci's hand.

Exci had successfully finished replacing the vase with a new one from the store-room. These hospitals, she shook her head, they have placed the same kind of vases everywhere...having like, zero sense of aesthetics. At least, it helped us with our plan.

Clutching the bag tightly, she ran off in search of the Asshol- Section Head, aka Alex. She didn't even have to try hard to find him. He was walking down the stairs casually with his hands in his coat pocket, with that signature smug that seemed to be always there on his face. She rushed towards him, as if in a hurry and ran right into him.

"Oh I'm so sorry!", she apologized dramatically. "I'll pick the pieces up. God, I've become really clumsy lately! I never really meant to throw them at you like that..it's just that I was in a hurry, and you came in my way. I got startled and I threw--" "yeah shut up please. Just look what you did to my face", he snapped. "Oh my god, yes you are badly injured and bleeding. You should really hurry to a doctor who can take those glass pieces off your bod-" "You think I don't know that already!!", he yelled angrily.

"You know what, Ann, I could hardly stop my laughter right then! I would've bursted out if I didn't leave immediately..." , Exci trailed off, chuckling.

"I apologize sincerely. I didn't mean this to happen at all. I'm really sorry that your ugl- I mean, handsome face got all ruined. You probably won't be able to show your pathetic as- I mean, dignified self for a while now. I hope that the nurse that you've been fucki- hanging around with, can treat your wounds properly. I really gotta go now," Exci couldn't help the smile that broke out on her face. But Alex was too much in pain to notice and replied with an angry mumble. " I threw the pieces in a dustbin and came running here. And that's it", she ended.

" I threw the pieces in a dustbin and came running here. And that's it", she ended.

"I really can't believe what you did--" I burst out laughing, holding my stomach. Gasping and out of breath, I looked at the two girls in front of me. They really do know exactly how to make me feel better. I shook my head.

What am I ever gonna do without you", I smiled trying hard to not burst into laughter again. "Exactly. What will you ever do without us?", Sophie repeated in a sing-song voice giggling hysterically. "But that jerk really deserved it" , Exci added seriously. "I can already imagine how the nurses are gonna react on seeing his "pretty face"--- which is pretty ugly if you ask me-- all ruined," she let out a short laugh. I moved forward to give them a hug. "Thanks a lot really", I said. "Nah nah, the school momma is actually supposed to save her kid's ass", Sophie winked at us and I laughed.

I pulled away laughing with them. God, this really feels good. I really needed this thing right now, I sighed. The playful banter and laughing went on for while after that and before we realized, it was already five in the afternoon.

A nurse peeped in. "Doctor, I think it's time for you to check on the VIP. Plus, you'll need to do something for he's refusing to have anything, even his medicines. He didn't even have breakfast. Awfully grumpy since morning", the nurse added worriedly.

The chair made a scraping sound as I stood up. "Time to go for work now I guess. I need to check on my patient," I sighed. My two friends gave me a thumbs-up and waved me off. "Good luck for dealing with extra grumpiness~" she chuckled at her own words. I waved at them and started towards the door.

"Oh and Ann?" I turned around. "Believe in second chances. Don't let one betrayal prevent you from letting others in. Don't let go of chances, you never know what might happen", Exci smiled a little at me.

I smiled back wistfully and nodded my head before shutting the door to the room.

"Oh and Ann? Believe in second chances", Exci's voice kept echoing in my head mirroring the echoes of my footsteps as I walked down the silent corridor.

She was right, but how could I possibly open up again when the wounds have not healed yet? Another betrayal would break me completely. I cannot go through those months of pain and indifference again...but can I also push away the feelings that have been bottling up inside me? But he's an idol, Ann! A voice inside my head kept insisting. He probably has had thousands of such girls until now. And thousands more who are dying to be with him... He could throw anyone away just like that, not even breaking a sweat. Try being realistic. And what has he done to prove he likes you anyways? I shook my head.

You wouldn't have thought of this if Alex hadn't betrayed you. Another voice interrupted. What if he's different? Are all idols really that rotten and heartless? How well do you know them? You might be letting go of the man who could've loved you truly. Going through a heartbreak is one thing, but living the rest of your life wondering "what if I had done something different?" is even more awful.

I sighed. I was completely torn apart, unable to decide what I should do. I don't even know if he looks at me the same way..if all his flirting really meant anything. What did he do to make me fall so hard for him? I chuckled bitterly.

Suddenly, I heard voices from a nearby room. The door was cracked open. I peeped in to see a nurse bandaging Alex, who was sitting on the bed groaning in pain. A few other nurses "ooh-ed" and "ahh-ed", hovering around him while five or six of them stood at the door whispering to each other. Such jobless losers, I thought.

"Don't you have any other work to do except gossipping here?", I snapped at the nurses who stood at the door. They turned around, wide-eyed with alarm. "Dr Ann-- the Section Head got inju-" "yeah yeah I can see that", I interrupted them with a bored look on my face. "But what are YOU people here for? He doesn't need so many people looking after him. Just one nurse is enough", I said pointing to the one who was stitching up his wounds. "The ER is currently running short of staff. Leave immediately," I said. "But doct-" "If you don't wanna lose your jobs, stop slacking off", I warned. They gasped and hurried off.

I could feel Alex's eyes on me as I sighed and walked away, hands shoved inside my lab coat pockets.

As I turned to enter the VIP section, a sudden laugh escaped my throat. Serves him right. I thought. Exci really did a great job. Now he won't be able to go around showing that smug smile---which I hate so much---- for awhile. I laughed loudly that echoed off the walls of the small corridor that lead to Room no 206. Dunno why, but seeing him that injured and in pain gave me made me much more happy than I would've thought. My,my what a sadist I am, I chuckled softly. I pushed open the door. Jerks like him deserve to die in a hole-

"You seem to be in a good mood", a voice said. The laughter died in my throat as I saw Yoongi sitting on the bed in front of me. He looked sour and tired. The usual glint in his eyes was not there. The words got caught up in my throat and I suddenly didn't trust my voice to speak. Giving him a small smile, I walked towards the table kept by his aide. Indeed, he didn't take his medicines. I looked at him."The nurses told me you haven't been eating".

He let out a humourless laugh. "What am I? A child? I can choose if I want to eat or not", he retorted. I clicked my tongue in annoyance. I replied back, "Not when you're here. Your company has entrusted with your well-being. I don't want people to point fingers at me if something went wrong".

Also, I would never forgive myself if you ruined your health here. I thought. He suddenly became quiet. I looked at him suspiciously, but he avoided my gaze. "If that's only the reason why you always seemed so concerned, please don't bother from now on. I'll make sure my company doesn't blame you for anything", he replied softly. I raised an eyebrow. "Where's all that attitude coming from? And I don't get what you mean", I replied confused at his sudden mood swings. "Never mind then",he let out a dry chuckle. "I'm sorry for not being able to read you correctly," he smiled sadly at me. "You were really different for me", he added softly. He looked at me expectantly, his fists clenched at his sides.

I froze in my track. His last words kept echoing inside my head. Is this really what I think it is? But I was too afraid to hope. I brought my hand in an attempt to calm my heart that was beating erratically inside my chest. I shut my eyes. Was this really worth it? "What do you mean by 'different'?", I opened my eyes to see him looking down at his hands. "Never mind that", he shook his head, lying down and turning to the side. "Ann,believe in second chances", Exci's voice repeated in my head. I decided right then that I couldn't let go of this opportunity, couldn't let go of him. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life wondering what could've had happened if I acted differently.

I walked up to his bed and shook him gently. "Please have your meals. Don't take out your anger on the food just because you are upset with me. You can't go without food", I told him softly. He scoffed. " Don't you think you're thinking too high of yourself?Why on Earth will I be upset with you? You did make it clear that I was nothing but a patient. Did you ever heard a patient getting mad at his doctor?", He laughed. I sat down beside his lying figure. "Yoongi",I called him by his name. I shook him again. "Yoongi please". He went absolutely still in my hands. I removed my hands, panic seizing me as I realized he didn't probably want me to call him that. There was silence in the room except for my beating heart. I shut my eyes in despair thinking that I made a mistake again. "Say that again", he demanded, still not moving to look at my face. It was now my turn to go still. What did he just ask me to do? My heart threatened to burst out of my chest cavity by now.

"Yoongi", I whispered, fearing my voice might crack if I spoke too loud. "Come have your food because I sure as hell won't be having mine unless you finish it", I ended, looking at him. He finally turned around to look at me. With the rays of light falling on his lying figure through the window, he was by far the most beautiful thing I had seen. I seemed to lose my voice again when he softly stretched out one of his arms to hold my hand that was clenched by my side. Softly moving his thumb over my knuckles, he smiled. And for the first time today, it actually seemed to reach his eyes. "Will you feed me then?", he asked me expectantly. He fixed an intense gaze on my face as if trying to assess how genuine I had been. "Feed me Anna, that'll be the only way you can make me eat from today".

My breath hitched as I nodded my head furiously because I felt if I opened my mouth now, I'll break into tears. Finally, he showed me his gummy smile that I had come to fall in love with, and with that, he said," Come let's eat. I have been starving".

[littlebitofeverythingphff]

Chapter 21

A/N: HEY READERS! Here is the update as promised. Thank you for patiently waiting for this update I know it is been a long time coming. So without further wait... here you go!

After finishing their meal Adalyn had volunteered to clean up needing some time alone to herself after her slip up at dinner. Filling up the sink with warm water she started taking her frustration out on the dirty pots and pans. Hearing her father’s footprints behind her she glanced up seeing him grab a drying towel in silence.

“It’s Prince Harry that you are in a relationship isn’t’ it Adalyn?”

The plate she was about to hand her father slipped out of her hands crashing down onto the hardwood floor shattering into tiny pieces. Addy gasped loudly quickly locking eyes with her father seeing the fear in her eyes reflecting in his.

Her eyes darted to the floor seeing the pieces scattered across the hardwood. Bending down Addy began to pick up the shards of the plate off of the floor. Sensing her father kneeling down beside her she tried desperately to avoid eye contact with him.

Adalyn’s hands were trembling uncontrollably as her father reached out to grab them in a simple gesture. “I’ve got it Addy. Let me clean it up.” Her father stood up leaving the room for a brief moment to grab a broom.

Leaning up against the counter Adalyn found it difficult to catch her breath, feeling like it was stolen from her the moment her father had spoken those words. What was she going to say to him? Taking a moment to close her eyes she concentrated on taking a deep calming breath trying to ground herself. She did not imagine that this was how the evening would have played out.

“Addy? Let’s leave these. I can do this all later. Why don’t we go sit outside and talk?” Carlson looked down at his daughter knowing that she was visibly shocked at his question.

“Umm. Yeah. Let’s do that.” Addy faked a quick smile placing the wash cloth on the counter before turning on her heels towards the back door. Sliding open the door she led the way to the patio outside immediately feeling a warm breeze surround her coaxing her further out in the yard.

Settling down onto a wooden chair she brought her feet up anchoring herself down for a talk she was not sure how the direction would go. Addy desperately wanted to talk to Harry about the unfolding events tonight, all she wanted was him to be here with her in this moment; to feel his comforting touch calm her nerves in a mere instance.

Hearing the creak of the wooden chair beside her she watched her father sit down crossing one leg over the other casually. His warm smile gave her a sense of comfort knowing that he was still waiting on her reply. There was no way that Addy could lie to her father, she never was able to even when she was a child. They always had a close relationship, an understanding of each other that was different than the rest of her siblings.

“So? Are you?” Her father broke the silence between them asking the inevitable.

Her green eyes locked in her father’s eyes holding an unbreakable gaze. Her heart was beating uncontrollably giving her a dizzy feeling in her head. Trying to keep her cool Addy tried to subtly act like nothing was going on.  

“Why do you think I am dad?” Addy give him a confused expression. She wanted to know how the hell he had put that together. Knowing that her father was indeed a smart man, but how did he?

Shifting in his seat he eyed her with a knowing look. “Well… I seem to remember a few months ago that you left the dinner table to take a phone call from a certain someone.” The memory of that night flashed in Adalyn’s mind knowing exactly what her father was speaking about. Addy had broken the number one rule at their family dinner to talk to Harry; no phones at the table.

“I over heard a few minutes of your conversation I must admit due to my own curiosity.”  Carlson’s serious expression turned into a light happy smile knowing that his curiosity was his biggest flaw that got him into trouble more than he could count.

“Dad!!” Addy shouted out loud hoping to god he didn’t hear something she would never say in front of her own father. Cringing beneath her own skin Addy wanted to curl up into a ball preparing for what her father may have over heard.

“You told him to stop acting like a prince and get on with it… or something along those lines.” Carlson released a laugh from the depths of his belly. Becoming more serious he caught his youngest daughters eye again.

“Then tonight.” Carlson paused searching for confirmation of the answer he knew was true. “I caught the look you displayed when Elena jokingly made her statement about you dating Prince Harry. It was the same look you would give me when I had caught you doing something bad as a child. A guilty look…”

Crumbling into a ball Addy was internally dying at the truths her father continued to speak of. How was she that stupid in giving that away? Her stomach turned into knot after knot as she listened in silence. After all, her father was a lawyer of course he would be able to put all of these together to make his own conclusion.

Her father leaned forward reaching out a hand to place on her quivering knee. “The way you defended him. It was personal for you I could tell. I just put the pieces together Addy bear.”

Silence fell between them. Addy did not know what her father was truly thinking. I mean it isn’t everyday you find out that your daughter is having a secret relationship with an heir to the British throne.  Would her father tell her to end the relationship? Would he approve? A swarm of questions flooded her mind rendering her silent in response.

Finding a place to stare at away from the eyes of her father she found a patch of ground to focus on not wanting to see his reaction to the words that were about to be spilled out of her mouth.

“I am seeing him…. I am dating Prince Harry.”

The silence was deafening causing her nerves to build and build. Waiting for a reply from her father was pure torture. His face was expressionless giving her no indication what to expect in return.

“Well I am a bit surprised Addy. How?” Her father peaked up at her. “How did you meet him?”

“We literally ran into each other in a restaurant. I didn’t know who he was at first, but then we kept finding ourselves in the same places and then started hanging out.”

Carlson opened his mouth to reply, but was quickly cut off by Adalyn. “Before you say anything I know. I know it’s strange and something you would least expect and quite frankly I wonder everyday how it happened. Every time I see Harry I think I am in a dream…that one day it will end, but I when I wake up he is still there.”

His eyes narrowed at Addy raising his eyebrow suspiciously. Did she just admit that he was spending the night with his little girl?

Realization hit her hard. “Nooo! That is not what I meant! It’s like a figure of speech… you know.” Addy could feel the heat rising in her cheeks knowing they were turning a shade of crimson red. Burying her face in her hands she felt completely mortified. Could this night get any worse? 

“Addy. It’s ok!” Her father reached out placing his hand on her arm giving her a gentle squeeze. He couldn’t help but laugh at how mortified his daughter was. Addy had always been quick to embarrass and it showed.

Uncovering her face she starred her father directly in the eyes. “Dad… please don’t say a word to anyone. Not even Rosalyn please….” She begged him not to. It would only make things worse if her whole family knew the truth. 

Carlson leaned back comfortably in his chair. “On one condition.”

“Anything.” Addy blurted out without thinking immediately regretting the out burst seeing her father’s demeanor change. 

“I want to meet him. Before I can approve of this I need to learn who he is for myself. Like you said earlier. It is not right to judge him based on how others want us to see him.” Carlson smiled endearingly. He wanted to know this man for himself and come up with his own conclusion. In the end he wanted to believe his daughter that he was different, but he knew a prince could be charming and was she simply blinded by that? He only wanted what was best for her, after everything she had gone through he wanted her to be happy.

“I uh. I don’t know…” Addy lowered her head knowing she would definitely need to run this by Harry first. “I need to talk with him first, but I will try and convince him.” 

“Addy… It really isn’t a request. If you want me to support this I need to. I will not let another man hurt you like Jake did.” Lifting her head she could see hear the sincerity in his voice. A small smile turned up at the corner of her lips. She loved when the protective side of her father came out.

Nodding her head slowly she agreed to his terms. Knowing that her father was not giving Harry a choice for a reason. It was a play for him to see how serious this was to the prince. It would give Carlson a glimpse into the prince’s true intentions with his daughter.

Leaving her father’s home she hurriedly pulled out her phone ringing Harry. Addy desperately wanted to see him tonight and tell him everything that had happened at her family dinner. The phone rang and rang without an answer. Hanging up the phone she continued to drive towards Kensington Palace hoping he would phone her back.

 Hearing Harry’s ringtone she had given him (Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake) always brought a wide smile to her face. Pulling to a stop at a light she answered his call.

“Sorry babe couldn’t get to my phone in time.”

Addy started humming the beat of the song knowing she would get a groan from the prince. “Arggh. Addy?! You changed it back didn’t you!” Harry barked a laugh at her ridiculousness. She could not help but join in with his infectious laugh. It honestly felt good to laugh after the night she had.

“How was your night babe?” Harry asked her through the phone.

“Umm… eventful?” Adalyn answered with a nervous laugh. “We need to talk Harry.” She sighed heavily not wanting to throw this onto him at the end of a day. 

“Want to come over and stay the night? I could use a little company.”

This was exactly what she wanted to hear from him. It had been a few days since she was able to spend time with him and she truly did miss him. When their days became busy with commitments Harry would come over to her flat or she would go to Kensington in the evening and they would spend what little time they had with one another.

“I would love that… honestly.” Addy confessed whole heartedly. “Get your cute arse over here. I am going to make some popcorn!”

“So should I be looking for the burnt down palace to guide me Harry?” Dissolving into a fit of uncontrollable laughter she could hardly contain herself. Remembering the fiasco last time Harry tried to make popcorn and nearly started his apartment on fire in a flood of smoke. 

“Addy that was one time! Cut me some slack girl. Plus you know it’s for you while we talk about your eventful night!” Harry retorted with a light laugh.

“Ok ok. I will be there soon.”

Harry had been alerted by Luther that Addy had just arrived at the gate. Quickly leaving his apartment he wanted to greet her at the back entrance. Opening the door he saw her black little car park a few feet away. Sporting a bright grin she exited the vehicle and nearly ran to him jumping into his arms.

Catching the brunette in his arms he held her tightly slowly swinging her around. He buried his head in the crook of her neck inhaling her sweet scent. Harry could feel the tight grasp she had on him not wanting to let him go. Sensing that something had happened at her family dinner he knew she needed some reassuring comfort from him.

Her legs unwrapped from around him allowing Harry to gently set her on the ground. Cupping her cheek Harry leaned down to capture her lips in his savoring the moment. Her lips were eager for more as she gripped his shirt pulling him down harder onto her. Tiny moans escaped from her mouth feeling his hand trailing down her side grasping her hip to bring her closer to him. 

Breaking apart from the kiss she wrapped her arms around him glancing up at the prince. “I needed that tonight.” She stood up a little taller placing another quick kiss on his lips. Harry brushed her hair off of her face allowing him to see her sparkling green eyes. He had missed them in the past days and now she was exactly where he wanted her, in his arms.

“Let’s go inside it’s starting to get chilly.” Harry grabbed her hand leading her back into his apartment. The aroma of popcorn filled the air causing a light giggle from within her.  “You didn’t start the place on fire! I am so proud of you!” Addy tapped him on his chest lightly.

Harry released her hand giving her a swat on the ass for the comment eliciting a squeal from his girlfriend. “You did not just pat my bum?”

“I will be doing a lot more to that bum tonight if you don’t behave!” Harry threw his head back in laughter. Addy knowing that he would keep that promise caused her heart to kick start into a flutter.

Reaching out she grasped Harry’s hand leading him into the other room where they could sit and talk. Settling down on Harry’s sofa he sat down beside her keeping a firm grasp on her hand. Adalyn brought her legs up resting them across of Harry’s making herself comfortable. 

Harry sat in silence watching the ever changing expressions across the brunettes face indicating that something was indeed bothering her. “What’s on your pretty little mind?” He urged her to share what was thinking about.

Glancing up at the prince she offered him a quick smile. “Tonight…” she paused to take a deep breath. “My family found out that I was in a relationship with someone.” Addy’s voice became quiet, trailing off at the end. 

She did not know how he was going to take all of this. Addy was preparing herself for a fight knowing that they should have talked about this all before she told her family about him.

Addy watched a smile form on Harry’s lips as he cracked into a fit of laughter tossing his head back while he gently squeezed her legs in reassurance. Shaking his head at her he couldn’t help but find it odd how similar their dinners with their families had been.

“Addy…. I told my family about you too.” Harry leaned his head in her direction giving her a cheeky grin. All of her nerves drifted away hearing those words come out of her mouth. It was a relief knowing that Harry had done the exact same thing. Sitting up taller she closed in the space between them.

“Really?” 

“Uh huh. They know basic stuff about you, but are all quite eager to meet who I have been spending so much time with lately.” He watched her eyes light up at his response.

“Wow… that’s a big step.” Addy locked eyes with the prince suddenly remembering the other bit of information she needed to let Harry know. 

“It is. I don’t regret it at all.” Harry wanted to make sure she knew that.  “When we are ready to we will. I don’t want to rush things with you Addy.” Harry pulled her body closer to him in an attempt to kiss her. Feeling her body stiffen she pulled back further away from him.

Standing up from the sofa faster than Harry could display a confused look. He doesn’t want to meet my family yet and I have agreed that he would meet my dad. I can’t do this to him. He doesn’t think we are in that place yet… how could I be so stupid. Adalyn thought internally with her back to the prince.

Harry stood up slowly, unsure of what was going on. Was it something he had said to her? All he meant was they would talk about meeting their families when they felt the time was right. Harry did not want to stress Addy out with meeting his family… that so happened to be the British Monarchy.

“Babe? What’s wrong?” He approached her slowly seeing her arms were crossed in a defensive stance.

“Henry.”  Addy turned back around to face him knowing she had to just tell him and let it be. If he was going to be mad at her she would take it. 

“You know I only meant that when we both thought it was the right time we would do it and – ”

“My dad knows.” She blurted it out interrupting him.

The prince stood there with a raised eyebrow wondering what she was exactly talking about. “Knows what exactly?” He questioned her.

“My dad over heard a conversation with you when you were in Afghanistan and then Elena stupidly joked about me dating Prince Harry since I told them your name was Harry and you were in the military and you just got back from a deployment.” Adalyn kept rambling on, her words becoming more strung together as she continued into a panic attack.

“Then my brother said something about you and I got all defensive and then he blatantly asked me about if I was dating you and I couldn’t lie….I’m sorry Harry I couldn’t.” Addy was out of breath feeling her head become dizzy.

Harry immediately closed in the distance between them seeing her having a mini panic attack, her breath becoming more strangled with each passing word. Cupping both sides of her cheeks he made her look at him. 

“Addy take a deep breath ok? It’s alright. Just breathe.” He repeated over and over until she felt her staggered breath calm. Her hands had gripped his arms in a vice like she was holding onto a lifeline.

“I’m sorry.” She closed her eyes dreading that Harry had seen her in a moment like this.

“Hey don’t be.” He reassured her quietly. Harry brought her shaking body into him, encapsulating her into an embrace. Addy rested her head on his chest feeling his arms wrap around her.

“Now I know what you meant by eventful…” Addy felt his chest shake in a bout of laughter. There was one more bit of information she needed to tell him and there would be no perfect time to do so.

“Only my dad knows Harry.” She peaked up at him with her green eyes. “But…” Addy paused for a moment dreading the words that were about to escape her lips.

“He wants to meet you and it isn’t a choice.”

Harry’s was shocked, he did not know how to respond. This completely caught him off guard. Realization hit him, fully understanding why Adalyn had acted the way she did. She was terrified at the fact that her father wanted to meet him and he told her without a second thought that they weren’t in that place yet.

“Say something….” The brunette coaxed the prince out of his mind.

“Addy… you said it isn’t exactly a choice so we will have to.” Harry shrugged his shoulders.

Resting her head back down on his chest the couple fell into a comfortable silence. “He is only trying to protect me Harry… after what happened he doesn’t want to see me hurt again. I know I should have talked-”

She felt her chin lifting up catching his blue eyes staring down at her intensely. “You don’t have to justify it Addy. Am I shocked? Yes. I wasn’t expecting it, but you don’t have to explain why. I would like to think I would want to know the man who was dating my daughter especially if he was a prince that is known for being up to no good.” 

“Besides… I cannot wait for you to meet my family Addy.” Harry smiled down at her before leaning in to taste her sweet lips once again.

“How did I get so lucky?” Addy whispered between kisses. 

“I’m the lucky one.”

[aigoo2]

On the way home

I rode my bike through the park that was near our school and thought of all the things I would have to learn today for the upcoming tests. All of a sudden I saw a black car at a parking lot and the principal and Baek-Hyun? The director yelled at him and hit him several times, but Baek-hyun didn't fall to the ground. The director got into the car and drove away. I quickly got off my bike and put it down and hid behind a big dung bucket. Suddenly I climbed onto a can.

"Ya! who is there", he screamed and looked in my direction.

I bit my lip and slowly came out. He looked at me for a moment and then asked angrily, "Did you see everything? He clenched his fist

"I... ah... no... I'm just...from...from -" I said stuttering. He reached for his head and shouted angrily: "Get lost!".

"oh yes- I...i-I go..now", I said stuttering walking backwards.

He looked at me annoyed.

I got on my bike again, but the chain fell down again.

Arggh must be that now. I descended and tried to bend the chain. And after a moment I lost my nerve and the bike fell to the ground.

I felt him looking at me from behind. I felt so uncomfortable. Argh how embarrassing.

I took myself by the head. Arrgh. I picked up the bike again and heard that he started his moped and drove past me, but then stopped next to me.

I looked at my bike and then at him, I looked at him not knowing.

"Sit up," he said as he looked forward.

"What the hell", I asked in suprise.

He wanted to step on the gas again.

"Come on', he said.

I climbed up and he drove. I was a little surprised that he took me with him. I had never ridden on a moped before. I laughed all the time and raised my arms in the air. It was such a beautiful moment as we drove through the air. I saw in the rearview mirror how baek-hyun got a slight grin on his face. He brought me home and I sat down. Baek-hyun looked at my house and asked: "Aren't your parents home yet". I took off my bicycle helmet and answered slightly hesitantly and with my eyes turned away: "I have no parents.ah- thanks for taking me. You can walk again". He looked at me and I thought of the principal and how he hit baek-hyun several times at the parking lot and I said before I walked in: "Just hang in there,Baek-Hyun. You are not alone.You are not useless." and I walked into the house. Baek-hyun looked in suprise and then started his motorcycle and drove away. I went into the house.

~Baek-Hyun POV

„Just hang in there,Baek-Hyun. You are not alone.You are not useless." , she said and walked inside. I was shocked. My heart suddely ached. I don‘t know why but what she said really catched me off guard. I wasn‘t prepared for that. I wanted to go into her hous and ask her why she said that. But I hesitated and just drove home.