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Riptide: Chapter 6

Pairing: JensenXdaughter!reader, DanneelXdaughter!reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Disclaimers: mentions of overdose

S E R I E S M A S T E R L I S T

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“Help! I need help!” I screamed, clutching Y/N as I burst through the emergency room doors, heads shooting up from all directions to look at me.

Almost instantly, two nurses rolled out a stretcher. I gently laid her on it, running to keep time with the nurses as they whisked her away. I watched closely as the first nurse checked Y/N’s pulse but gave no indication as to how slow it was. The nurse next to me began, shooting rapid fire questions at me as we ran.

What happened? What did she take? Do you know how much? How old is she? Do you know how much she weighs? Is she allergic to any kinds of medication?

They were all the questions I could hardly process, answering them only half listening to the nurse, my eyes focused solely on Y/N. Her ashen white face looking even paler against the white sheet on the stretcher. As I gripped her hand, all I knew to do was pray to any god that was out there to pull her through this.

At the end of a long hallway, a doctor stood outside of a pair of double doors, ushering in the two nurses but stepping in front of me as I tried to run in, too.

“You can’t be here, sir-“ she began but I continued to try to push past him.

“That’s my daughter!” I shouted back, watching hastily as they scrambled to save Y/N.

The doctor put a hand out in front of me, “And I’m going to go in there to help her, but I can’t do that if I’m out here trying to keep you out of the room, you understand me?” She said sternly.

I looked from the nurse and up to Y/N before slowly retreating, the doctor nodding once before running back into the room.

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By the time I made it back to the waiting room, Miles was there too. He jumped up out of his chair at the sight of me, “Is she alright?”

“They’re treating her now.” I said, lightly clapping his shoulder as I sat down in the chair next to his, unable to sit still as I already began to think about how long it would be until I would be able to see Y/N.

I watched Miles from the corner of my eye, thinking about all the times he’d been right at Y/N’s side when she was really in the thick of things. The one friend who hadn’t abandoned her.

“I’m sorry you had to see that, Miles,” I said, thinking about Y/N in that car. Miles looked at me, “I wish you hadn’t seen her like that.”

Miles swallowed roughly as he looked down at his hands, “She means the world to me. If seeing her like that meant it saved her life because we got there in time, I would do it over again in a heartbeat.”

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We’d been sitting in the waiting room for close to an hour when Danneel, followed by Jared, burst through the doors, immediately spotting me from the other side of the room.

“How’s she doing?” Danneel asked as I pulled her in. I could feel her pounding heart against my chest. The question only made me grip Danneel tighter.

“No word yet.”

Danneel pulled away slightly, looking up at me, fear coating her face. It broke my heart to see her like this. I never thought we’d be here, at the same hospital Y/N was born at, hoping that it wouldn’t be the place where we’d lose her, too.

“Everything’s going to be okay,” I reassured, trying my hardest to believe my own words, “she’s a fighter. She’ll get through this...we’ll get through this.”

Jared clapped me on the shoulder before pulling me into a tight hug, “She’ll pull through, J.”

I nodded, trying my best to smile at him as we all sat together. Me, Danneel, Jared and Miles patiently waiting to see our girl again.

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Two excruciatingly long hours later was when Y/N’s doctor came into the waiting room, holding a clipboard on her arm. She didn’t even have to call us out before Danneel and I nearly ran to her, clutching each other as we did. We had to be prepared for anything.

“How is she?” I immediately asked, terror gripping at my insides.

The doctor smiled softly, “She’ll be okay.”

The words were enough to reduce Danneel and I to tears. A weight the size of the world feeling like it was suddenly lifted off of our shoulders.

“Your little girl’s a fighter,” she said, running a soothing had down Danneel’s arm, “would you like to see her?”

“Yes, yes of course,” I nodded as we followed the doctor who began to tell us what to expect.

“She’s resting right now. We had to give her antibiotics to flush the drug out of her system.”

None of that mattered at this point. Y/N was okay. She was going to live through this, that was all that either of us cared about.

“Right in here,” the doctor smiled, pulling the curtain back for us, “let me know if you need anything.”

Y/N laid in her hospital bed, sound asleep as if everything that’d happened before was just a dream. She looked so peaceful.

Danneel and I pulled up a chair next to either side of her bed, grabbing onto her warm hands. Just the feeling of them making me want to cry again. Danneel smiled, wiping a tear away as she pushed a strand of Y/N’s hair behind her ear. “My sweet, sweet girl.”

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*Y/N’s POV*

A soft voice was what pulled me from my sleep, lurching me out of the dark depths into a bursting, sunlit room.

I squinted, desperately trying to pry my eyes open when the soft voice came again. It was enough for me to come all the way back to reality.

“Hi, baby,” mom smiled, caressing my cheek, “everything’s okay now. You’re at the hospital.”

For an instant, I watched them, confused. I took in my surroundings, the IV in my arm, the hospital bed, the scratchy blankets, the beeping of the heart monitor behind me when suddenly, it seemed to hit me all at once.

I rested my head against the pillows, tears brimming my eyes at the thought of what I’d done, staring up at the ceiling, “I’m so sorry.”

“None of that matters right now, Y/N,” dad jumped in, holding my face so I would look into his eyes, “you’re alive. That’s all we care about, okay?”

“I was stupid,” I went on, tears coating the neckline of my hospital gown as I wept. Shame and embarrassment flooding me, “I should never have gone with him.”

“It’s in the past now, baby.” Mom said, her voice low and calm as she talked me down, “all you can do now is change where you go from here.”

I sniffed, squeezing each of their hands, “I’ll never do it again.” I said, shaking my head. “I promise.”

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“Look at you, stunner!” Miles smiled as came into the room, followed by Jared who were both smiling from ear to ear as Miles hugged me, holding on a little tighter than usual. When he pulled back he sat on the edge of the bed, “how’re you feeling?”

I shrugged slightly, smiling beside myself, “Getting better.”

“Hey, kiddo.” Jared smiled, hugging me too. “The kids wanted me to bring you this.” Jared pulled out a small teddy bear complete with a small bow tie around his neck.

I smiled softly, “Thank you.”

“You know,” mom began as she slowly inched her way toward the door, “I think your dad, uncle Jared and I are going to go get something to eat.” she said, giving dad the eye, telling him to follow her out of the room so Miles and I could be alone.

Dad sighed, eyeing Miles and I, “No funny business.”

Mom quickly shook her head before pulling him out the door, clicking it behind them.

“I’m sorry about them-” I began before Miles quickly cut me off.

“Don’t apologize,” he laughed, “your mom was able to do what I haven’t been able to for the seventeen years I’ve known you.”

I laughed, looking down at my hands when suddenly Miles grabbed hold of one, our fingers intertwining perfectly, like two puzzle pieces finally clicking together. My eyes flicked up to his, those dark brown eyes I was always unsure why I got lost in.

We sat in silence for a while, just watching each other as if it was the first time we’d ever met. I’d seen him countless times in my entire life, I wasn’t sure why this time was so different.

“Can...can I tell you something?” Miles asked as he gripped my hand a little tighter. I slowly nodded, watching as he tossed the words around in his head, “For the longest time, I knew there was something special about you. No matter how many girls I talked to or how many I went on dates with. There was always something in my gut that told me to always go back to who it all started with.” I swallowed roughly, my heart pounding as I listened, “I guess, what I’m trying to say, god- I don’t know-”

“Me too,” I said suddenly, knowing exactly how he felt, even if there were no words to describe it, “it’s always been you.”

Without thinking, and really, without much care, I leaned into him my lips pressed against his as we eased into it. Miles held my cheek as I held the back of his neck, It felt so natural, like we’d been together for decades.

As I pulled away, we could only smile at each other. There were no words to describe the bursting joy I felt inside.

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movedyourchair505 · 6 years ago

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Napule Nights - ventiquattro

And, we have smut again! I can’t believe how lovely everyone is about this story, you’re all wonderful! Thanks again to - you guessed it - Elana, for helping xx

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When Jade stepped out of Turner's office, she almost knocked heads with Kane who was waiting impatiently on the other side of the door, Cook leaning back against the opposite wall.

“Soo?”

She raised an eyebrow at him, tilting her head to the side. “So what, Kane?”

“What 'appened?”

Jade shrugged, looking back at him and crossing her arms in front of her chest, her breasts pushed up underneath the thin material of the playsuit. “Wha-...”

“Evrehfin' alreyht?”

“I...” She paused, thought back for a moment to the way Turner had smiled back at her, the way she remembered it, knew it was now burned into her memory, she couldn't help her own mouth twitching with the hint of a smile.

Kane's face lit up and he let out a shot, grinning from ear to ear, his hand coming down on Jade's shoulder. “Reyht, so you're gunna come to me club openin' tonight.”

“Your club opening?” She questioned, licking her lips as she looked at him. “That's tonight?”

Miles nodded eagerly. “Fookin' excitin', innit? You'll come wif Al, yeh?”

She glanced back at the door of Turner's office over her shoulder, then slowly turned to look back at Kane. “I don't know...” she said.

He waved it off, squeezing her shoulder before walking past her and knocking on the door. “I'll tell 'im” he declared, wiggling his eyebrows, then giving her a wink when Turner's voice rang through the door. “Ya wanna come, reyht?”

She nodded. “Of course” she said.

“Alreyht” he cackled, clapping his hands, his energy beyond comparison. “Oh, one condition though, bella.”

She raised her eyebrows questioningly, waiting for his requirement. “Si?”

“Wear sumfin' sparkleh.”

When Helders opened the doors of the car after the short car ride, Jade was still conflicted due to the fact that she'd expected to meet Turner there, if not in the car. Instead, she'd followed Cook up from her suite to the small entrance hall and saw Turner waiting for her there, walking to the car by her side without a word. It was different seeing him now, she felt more at ease which opened a whole new variety of ways to draw a reaction from him, the shift in him had her more curious than ever before.

His hand was locked in a tight grip on her hip as they entered the club, she could feel the heat of his skin through the tight material of her peachy nude dress, backless with thin straps and a low v-neck line, detailed with rose gold sparkles arranged in patterns scattered over the matte fabric. She'd also paired it with a sparkly pair of heels for good measure.

“The Miles High Club?” She questioned Turner, turning her head to look up at him after reading the flaunting neon sign above the double doors outside.

“I tried teh talk 'im out of it” Turner said, the corner of his mouth twitching into that glorious half-smile that sent shivers down her spine and he leaned closer, his lips inches away from her ear so she could hear over the thudding bassline. It was that now recurring sense of familiarity, and as simple as it was, it carried something insanely attractive for her, had her craving more. “But 'e were so proud when 'e told meh.”

“There's me number one stunner” Kane drawled as he approached them, arms spread out wide.

Turner rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “Alreyht, Mi...”

Kane's eyes widened and he cackled, turning to Jade. “Oh, no, Al, I'm talkin' to 'er...” he smirked, kissing both her cheeks. “Ya look fookin' exquisite, bella...”

He was wearing a hot pink suit, tight, seams sparkly, a leopard print shirt underneath. There were bits of glitter in his hair, some fallen down into his stubbled face.

“Thank you” Jade said, taking his hand as he offered it and drew her away from Turner to make her twirl into him. “You've been having fun, then?” She asked, gesturing to the glitter.

Kane raised an eyebrow, then raked his fingers through his hair, pulling out his phone to clean up his face with the help of the screen's reflection. “Alreadeh 'ad a couple o' dances, not gunna lie” he chirped. “Aneh chance the special man of the night will get one from you?” He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

“She dun't work 'ere” Alex stated, his arm looping around her waist again to draw her close to his side.

She looked back at him, licking her lips. “I could” she stated, a glint of excitement sparkling in her eyes, turning to face him, one of her hands resting flat against his chest, smoothing down the jacket of his matte white suit, tight and paired with a black shirt.

“Dun't fookin' fink so” he stated, standing his ground, looking back and forth between her and his best mate, the look on his face unchanged.

Miles sighed dramatically, dropping his phone back in his pocket. “Well, let's 'ave it” he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows before walking past them to greet another group of people that had entered, Turner directing her straight to the bar, ordering a glass of whiskey for each of them, one he knew he'd supplied Miles with for the club, one he knew Jade would love.

“Careful, Alexander” she said as they received their order and her fingers closed around the cold glass, a playful smirk plastered across her face. “Don't drink too much, or you might compliment me again.”

Alex raised an eyebrow, his eyes widening as he caught on, tilting his head slightly in disbelief. “I dun't need teh beh droonk teh fookin' compliment yeh, pupa” he drawled, sighing and taking a sip of his drink, his eyes then wandering slowly down her body. He licked his lips. “Yeh look fookin' mindblowin', Jade.”

“Should I blow something else for you too?” She asked, blinking, her expression innocent, the words rolling off her tongue so nonchalantly that she took immense pleasure in seeing his features tense before he got a grip.

“Fookin' low blow, doll...” he said, licking his lips, his jaw stretching slightly.

She smiled sheepishly, taking another sip of her drink. “Mm. Literally.”

“Bicchierinos!”

They drew their gaze from each other, turning to look at Kane approaching with a girl following, clad in a tight revealing dress made up of glittery leather, carrying a tray of shots of which Miles picked one up instantly, then a second and handing Jade and Alex one each, then ringing a third against their glasses and downing it. “Me two beautehs gunna dance wif King Kane?”

Alex cleared his throat, chuckling. “Uh, no.”

“Suit yaself, mate” Miles shrugged, downing another shot and gesturing for each of them to as well, then holding his arm out for Jade once his silent order had been followed. “Takin' ya girl.”

Jade took hold of his arm, turning her head to look back at Turner. He was paying more attention to the way her body moved than anything else, it made her smile that with one cheap joke she had his mind preoccupied with ease, yet she was waiting for his approval.

He snapped out of it, glaring at both of them before leaning back against the bar counter, the girl with the tray of shots eyeing him curiously. “I'll beh watchin'” he announced, eyes fixated on Jade's grip on Miles' arm as he whisked her away.

The club had now filled up, groups of people already dancing, drinking, girls spinning on the poles scattered across the room dipped in bright neon lights, the bass thudding. Alex's gaze followed Miles and Jade across the room, his eyes locked on the way her body moved, the way she swayed, snapped her hips from side to side, touched her hair, herself, the expression of pure joy as she looked around, got lost in her element, and Alex couldn't help but smile to himself at how much she obviously and unapologetically she loved the attention, the other dancers looking at her, drinking her in, but the spark of jealousy Alex felt was short-lived, extinguished instantly by the awareness that she'd looked most satisfied with all eyes on her when she'd entered the club with him, enjoyed and thrived off the gazes she received because she was with him.

Alex watched Miles spin her around, make her laugh and he swore to himself to make her laugh like that again personally before the night was out, watched them become the centre of attention on the dancefloor, a sense of pride filling him that she was there with him, the woman that was getting more attention than any of the girls performing on the poles, his body relaxing when Jade came striding back to him, turning to look at Miles and thankfully taking the drink Turner was handing her. She was slightly out of breath, yet focused more on the flair of drama at the other end of the room where Kane stepped up on one of the platforms a girl had just cleared for him and looked around over the sea of people that slowly were focusing on him as the music slowed and decreased in volume.

“Is 'e gunna give a speech?” Alex asked, raising an eyebrow, looking at Jade from the corner of his eye. “Oh, fookin'ell...”

“Reyht...” Miles' voice roared as someone handed him a microphone. “Fanks teh all of ya for celebratin' this excitin' night wif meh, I alreadeh kno' weh're gunna 'ave sum phenomenal nights out at the Miles 'igh Club” he announced. “Wanna fank the boy first and foremost, the one and onleh, for makin' this possible, supportin' meh, I appreciate yeh, Al...”

Heads turned to look at Alex and he lifted his glass briefly in acknowledgement, licking his lips, relieved when the attention was back on his friend and he listened closely, absently moved his arm around Jade again, hands gripping her hip possessively, pushing her body closer to his.

She licked her lips, pressed herself against him best she could where she was standing while she focused on Miles' speech, feeling Turner shift slightly beside her. She still had not quite wrapped her mind around it, how he was less tense with her, less on alert which had the same effects on her, but she was aware that this was still the same man next to her that had mercilessly bent her over his desk, spanked her to tears, and it excited her, yet now the excitement of unpredictability was replaced with the anticipation of something else, of something more.

She leaned closer to him, bit her lip and inhaled slowly before she spoke, her lips close to his ear. “Alexander...” she purred, felt him stir beside her, his head tilting, his jaw stretching testament of his full attention and awareness. “Let me suck your cock now.”

He swallowed hard, his adam's apple straining his skin, his grip tightening on her hip as the irresistible blur of rose and expensive liquor began to cloud his mind, had him reeling with the nerve she had, her words a plea rather than an order.

He composed himself, his body tensing. “I bet yehr underwear's soaked through, innit, doll?”

She smirked, her breath tickling his skin. “I'm not wearing any” she revealed, pressing herself closer to him. “And you haven't even touched me.”

He bit down on his lip, his gaze flickering towards her, desperately trying to not give in as easily as he ached to. “Dun't need teh.” He cleared his throat. “And yeh dun't decide when I put me cock in yehr mouth.”

She bit her lip, her mouth practically watering. “Turner...” she whispered. “Please.”

He chuckled darkly, a slight shake of his head. “Jade, Mi's just … yeh can't even fookin' make it through-...”

“He's done now” Jade stated, unimpressed.

“Alreyht, evrehbodeh!” Miles chirped. “Promise teh enjoy yaself. Be nice to me girls.”

The guests once again scattered, and Jade looked expectantly to Turner, longing, desperate for him to give in, begging him with her eyes as she watched him slowly finish the contents of his glass and set his glass down without lifting his gaze from her, then scratching slowly at his jaw.

“Were last night not enough for yeh?” He asked, mockery tinting his tone.

She shook her head, pressing her thighs together to tend to the throbbing emptiness that was becoming gradually more unbearable. “Alexander...” she said slowly. “I need you to fuck me.”

He swallowed hard, the lack of shame and fluster on her face drawing him in beyond reason, it was irresistible that she wasn't subtle about how badly she wanted him, out of nowhere told him what she craved, pratically begged for him to wipe that smug smile off her face, to force her into submission again. “Yeh're gunna 'ave teh fookin' earn tha'...”

“Anything” she whispered. “I'm yours, Alexander.”

Alex struggled to compose himself when he felt his hand slowly run up the back of his neck, her nails scratching lightly at his skin, then drifting effortlessly through his hair, stroking, tugging just slightly and he breathed out shakily.

She knew it wouldn't take much now, especially now that she'd been allowed a glance behind his mask of power, and indifference, and she knew that he probably regretted just how much he'd shown her, she wanted badly to assure him that he had nothing to worry about, that she held no judgement, that she didn't view him any differently, that she still admired his endless power.

“Let me worship you, Alexander...” she whispered. “Don't you want me on your knees for you?”

She saw him tense, then turn his head. “Dun't yeh dare move” he ordered, reluctantly drawing his warm hand from her hip, approaching Kane in a sea of people on the other side of the room, a number of girls fighting for his attention. Turner walked right through, spoke merely a few words and held out his hand, received a wink from his best mate, then returned wordlessly to Jade at the bar, holding a keycard and had her walking with a simple cock of his head, stretching his fingers as he tried to hold on, hold on until they were alone to wipe that satisfied smile off his face.

His hand came down on the small of her back, guiding her forward and up a small set of spiral stairs, leaving most chatter behind, the volume of the music decreasing, then into a secluded room with tinted pink walls, velvet sofas lining the walls, several poles standing tall on little platforms.

“Mmmm, do you want me to dance for you, Turner?” She asked as she turned around, that glimmer of playfulness in her eyes seeking to seduce him only fuelling his desire to put her in her place and he was right there as soon as the door fell shut, his long fingers decorating her throat like a tight necklace and he stepped forward until the back of her legs met the edge of the sofa, forcing her down, her eyes wide, reflecting merely her anticipation, drinking in his every move in desperate curiosity of what was to come next.

“Mmm, and I thought you'd be nice to me when you fuck me now...” she mumbled, holding his gaze, licking her lips seductively.

“Wha' makes yeh so sure I'm gunna fuck yeh, pupa?” He drawled, gritting his teeth, his jaw locked, tense. “Why should I give in teh yehr sudden urges, eh? Yeh're so fookin' needeh, it's embarrassin'...”

She swallowed, committed to not allow him this win, not when she wanted to draw so much more from him. “Don't act like you don't like it...” she whispered, pushing her lower lip forward in a sultry pout. “I know how much it turns you on, hearing that I think about the way you take me, that it makes me want you all the time...”

He bit his lip, his eyes fixated on hers watchfully. “D'yeh fink about meh when yeh touch yeh're alone in yehr bed?” He asked in more of a statement than a question. “D'yeh fink about 'ow I fook yeh when yeh touch yehr little wet cunt?”

She breathed shakily, unable to resist the temptation of imagining it now, cursing him for how easy he could play her game and win with her own tricks and she gasped when his fingers gave a squeeze on her neck.

“Answer meh, doll.”

“Y-Yes...” she breathed. “You like that, don't you?”

He groaned, his eyes wide, his face tense with concentration, slowly shaking his head. “Yeh're so fookin' desperate for me approval, aren't yeh?”

Her gaze wandered slowly, from the stretch of his jaw, the slow movement of his lips to the curve of his nose, a desperate sound of need escaping her lips when his fingers once again tightened around her throat.

“Look at meh.”

Her lips toyed with the hint of a smile, she was so desperate that she was now willing to really push and see how far she could go. The security she had now made this game gradually more fun. “Is that how desperate you are for my attention, Turner?”

His brows furrowed, he blinked, bit down on his lip, then blinked again, unable to believe the nerve she had. “Jade, if yeh keep talkin' back teh meh, I might joost end up fookin' yeh, but I'm gunna do it so agonisingleh slow tha' yeh're gunna beg for me forgiveness, beg for meh teh fook yeh until yeh cry...”

“Mmm...” she mumbled, her mind reeling, yet she tried to compose herself, her voice nonetheless shakier than she would have liked. His promises, the images he painted with just his deep voice, that low drawl she ached to hear praise her while he drove himself inside her, it drove her mad, had her body trembling with lust under his firm grip. “I think I'm done begging” she declared. “Didn't do anything earlier...”

His eyes darkened. “Dun't yeh underestimate meh...”

“I know you don't do slow, Alexander...” she stated confidently.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Oh, I fookin' will, pupa, if it means torturin' yeh and gettin' yeh teh cry for meh teh fook yeh.” He squeezed her throat again slightly. “I'll do anehfin' teh prove me point, Jade.”

“And what is your point exactly?”

“Tha' I can get yeh teh do anehfin'...”

She licked her lips again. “Mmm, I told you that earlier, and you didn't seem to care, Turner” she said.

“Beg for meh again and I might joost change me mind. Might actualleh fook yeh instead of leavin' yeh desperate, empteh … soakin...”

She sighed dramatically. “I guess I'll have to help myself then...”

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Jade, I can 'ave yehr toys taken aweh...”

Her eyes widened. “Turner, you wouldn't dare.”

He smirked. “Beh a good girl then, Jade. Get down on yehr knees like yeh said yeh would. Ask meh niceleh teh give yeh wha' yeh want.”

She whimpered as he pulled her up, fingers tight around her throat, then pushing her down effortlessly to her knees, looking down at her expectantly.

“I kno' yeh like tha'...” he said. “Get so wet when I call yeh tha' so why dun't yeh be'ave now?”

She shook her head. “I won't beg to suck your dick again, Turner.”

He scratched his jaw, tilting his head to the side. “I'm losin' me patience, Jade...”

She was now at the point where she worried that he really would lose his patience, prove his stupid point by just leaving, and she couldn't afford that, had gotten him this far and the way she longed for him now, physically ached for him to fuck her was unbearable, she was barely able to think straight now, could only focus on the delicious stretch his cock provided when he fucked her, held her down and had his way with her, but her pride, her newfound confidence, it fuelled her to challenge him because she knew that's what he most of all craved.

She pushed herself up, had already worked him up so much, yet the look on his face when her face was on his level again was priceless, the fire in her eyes irresistible and Alex could hardly contain himself. He burned for her.

“Turner...” she spoke, her voice soft, coaxing and she brought up her hand, dragged her flat hand up his chest, pushing his chain across his collarbones, held her breath before loosely closing her fingers around his throat, breaking the silence before he would, before he would come down harder on her than she could ever anticipate. “Why don't you beg me to suck your cock, cucciolo?”

For a moment, the only thing audible was the slow exhaling of air as Alex tried desperately to stay calm, to not fall into her trap because she was playing right into his need to assert his dominance, because he loved it, loved how she pushed herself higher and higher each time to feel more powerful than him, enjoyed it greatly to put her right back into her place, but he didn't want to give her satisfaction just yet, no matter the anger creeping up inside him at her the nerve she had, the audacity.

“Jade” he drawled, calmly, not moving a muscle.

She smiled, biting her lip. “Yes, Alexander?”

“Dun't underestimate 'ow 'ard I'll spank yeh.”

She breathed shakily, forced her eyes to stay open, steady as they threatened to flutter, roll back from just the image in her head of her bent over his knee, juices running down her legs as he brought his palm down on her ass repeatedly, or his belt, while forcing his cock down her throat. She pressed her lips together to not allow herself to drool. Instead, she forced herself to stand her ground. “I've had worse.”

A blink, a stretch of his jaw and he snapped, with one swift move his fingers closed around her wrist, turned her arm and spun her around, locking both her hands behind her back under his firm grip and pushing her forward, her knees buckling as she knelt on the sofa and her pushed her face down on the backrest.

“Wha' the fook are yeh playin' at, pupa?”

She whimpered, wiggling her ass towards him as her dress was pushed up, her ass exposed in front of him due to the lack of underwear. “Mmm, you don't like that, do you?” She hummed, mumbling against the satin material. “Don't like thought of someone fucking me better?”

The muscles in his arms tense, he tried to breathe calmly, tried to tell himself that she thrived off the anger he offered, the way he couldn't handle even a twinge of a threat to his dominance. But she kept going even in the vulnerable position he'd reduced her to.

“Don't like thinking about the other men that got to touch me?” She teased. “Don't like thinking about how it felt? How wet they had me? How I screamed their names?” She was bluffing now, and she was sure he knew that, because while of course she'd had good sex, lots of times, no one had gotten her as desperate, had challenged her, had made her scream and cry as much and as good as Turner had.

“Nobodeh can fookin' take care of yeh like I can...” he groaned, nudging her legs and they fell apart for him almost automatically, her whole body shuddering when his fingers forced their way into her wet heat, the cry that fell from her lips indescribable, like nothing he'd ever heard from her, thick with desperation and desire. “Mmmmm, exactly” he groaned. “Dun't fookin' lie teh yehrself...”

She tried to push back into his touch, lifting her head and looking at him over her shoulder, the way he enjoyed so much to unwind her irresistible, the authority in his demeanor, she had to contain herself to not let go right there and then, cum pathetically around his fingers before he'd even properly touched her.

“D-Did you see everyone looking at me out there?” She whispered, her voice trailing off into a soft cry of pleasure as he started to finger her hard, driving his fingers inside her with increasing force.

He swallowed hard. “Jade, I'm fookin' warnin' yeh...”

She whimpered as he curled his fingers hard inside her. “S-Stop warning me and actually prove your point, Turner...”

He growled, drawing his fingers out of her and earning himself a desperate cry, her eyes wide with need as she looked back at him. “Tha' wha' you want?” He asked, his voice barely restrained now. “For meh teh let go?”

She moaned. “Oh, please, Alexander...” she whispered. As much as she wanted him to force his cock into her mouth, for him to spank her until she would be sore and marked for days, she had never been so wet, her juices leaking out of her and running down her inner thighs, she'd never been teased out of her mind like this, and the thought of his cock filling her was the only thing she could think of, knew that she wouldn't be able to have him deny her now, and she realised she might have taken it too far, too lost in her game of risking how far she could build him up, only to go too far and defeat its entire purpose.

“And 'ere I were, finkin' yeh was gunna follow me rules, like yeh said … joost can't fookin' be'ave...” He slammed his flat hand down on her ass, making her jerk forward and cry out at the unexpected roughness.

“I'm sorry” she whimpered, tears stinging in her eyes from the intense blow.

“Tha's rehyt...” he growled, another smack following.

“T-Thank you” she whined. “Thank you, Alexander...” She was ready to do whatever it took now, had overestimated herself once again.

Blow after blow followed, hard and merciless. “F-Forgive me...” she sobbed, gasping when he spanked her again to cut her off. “T-Thank you, I … Tu-... Alexander, I'll do anything.”

“Do as I say, pupa, tell meh I own yeh.” Smack.

“Y-You own me” she moaned, her body trembling in defeat.

“Tell meh yeh'll do wha'ever I tell yeh.”

She nodded eagerly. “I'll do whatever you want.”

He spanked her again, then stepped back, the lack of touches had her writhing for more, her body shaking when she heard his belt buckle, crying out when the tip of his cock was lined up with her entrance, poked into her slightly and his hand came down on her hip to hold her steady as she sought leverage with her hands now free to move again, his own smoothing down her back to soothe her as he saw her still trembling.

Unable to control himself any longer, he pushed his hips forward, her throbbing heat enveloping him gratefully, the way she pushed back against him so tempting he didn't find it in himself to stop her, the way she arched her back, the curve of her ass, it was irresistible, her body shaking with pleasure, a long moan of relief ringing off the walls.

“This is wha' yeh wanted, principessa?”

She whined, started picking up the pace, desperate, urgent when she realised he was allowing her to move, did not keep her hips restrained with his usual firm grip, merely fell into a sync rhythm with her, and she reveled in the feeling of taking what she wanted, her walls burning, squeezing around his throbbing length, better than she remembered, always overwhelming and even better than she could picture in her mind, the way he filled her unmatchable.

He groaned, his lips parting reluctantly each time she pushed her hips back on him and he drove his own forward to meet hers, hypnotised by her, posture faltering when she looked back at him once again, her eyes half-open, laced with lust and he thrust inside her harder, forced her eyes to roll back and her voice to shake before she could even speak, desperate to dominate her because if she challenged his authority in a position like this, what else was she capable of?

Without a warning, he reached forward, fingers once again securely locking around her throat and he bent forward his chest pressed against her back, the way her heart raced almost making his knees weak. The fear of losing his dominance, of having to share it, of having already shared too much had overcome him now, was eating him up beyond reason and he squeezed her throat, buried himself deep inside her and held himself there, reveling in the way her legs shook and she took him gladly, took whatever he gave her.

“Tell meh” he drawled, his lips pressed to her ear, heat radiating off him through his clothes, overwhelming her with that scent. “Tell me yeh're not gunna leave meh.”

She could feel his breath on her skin, tense, frozen as he spoke so huskily, desperate, a plea rather than an order.

“Promise meh.”

She whimpered, the agonising lack of friction had her reeling, her mind clouded with lust to the point where she couldn't think straight, his cock buried deep inside her, throbbing, filling her so good she was struggling to breathe. “I-I...” she whispered, trying desperately to find her voice, knowing it couldn't fail her now. He pinned down in the most vulnerable position possible but she would have told him either way, would have sworn and promised him had she been on top of the world with him. “I promise” she cried, sobbing out her vows.

He breathed out shakily, his concerns soothed and pushed to the back of his head, the way she submitted to him, yet had so much power within where he held her, it had him weak and he felt his dominance reignited, his confidence, drew back just to drive himself inside her, again and again and standing up straight, watching her writhe as he screwed her mercilessly.

She took it gladly, overwhelmed and weakened by his sudden moment of need, sensing there was more to it but she knew that just like the previous night, there was no exploring it now, the hard thrusts of his hips against hers, his cock driving inside her and stretching her repeatedly had her so wet and desperate that she was no fearing disappointing him again, so close to letting go despite a lack of command.

“A-Alexander...” she dared to whisper.

He groaned, both his hands smoothing slowly down her back before one snapped up to grab her hair, wrapping it around his fist for leverage, fucking her harder, each thrust abrupt, deep, punishing. His threats discarded, he was now aching to release, the way she submitted to him enough to tame his anger about her disobedience. “Fank meh when yeh let go and yeh're allowed teh cum...”

She nodded eagerly, whining at the way he pulled her hair back, fucked into her again, again, then snapped his hips forward and buried his cock deep inside her, grunting as his cock twitched inside her, pulsing, the continuous spurts of his release coating her walls, drawing her orgasm from her, her walls squeezing around him as she came with a desperate whimper, her walls melting around him, her body trembling. “T-Thank you...” she sobbed, tears running down her face. “Thank you, Alexander...”

He hummed, satisfied, his chest rising and falling quickly as he tried to catch his breath, only pulled out of her once he was sure the waves of her orgasm had passed, groaning when he slipped out of her heat, instantly missing the snug fit. “Fookin'ell, Jade...”

She took a breath, her legs shaky as she turned around and stood up, adjusting her dress, biting her lip as she looked at him, their juices mixing and running down her legs. She quickly pressed them together, looking back at him as he tucked himself back in, then turned away from him to open the door.

“Jade” he said, the soft drawl making her freeze and she turned back to him, followed the nod of his head and stepped closer, looking back at him with wide eyes.

“Yes?” She asked, her heart beat faster again as his hand came down on the small of her back, the other cupping the side of her face and before she knew it, he pressed his lips to hers, captured them in a deep kiss, searing and needy, and laced with all the affection the way he fucked her lacked and she returned it gladly, needily, starved and overwhelmed by his scent, the warmth of his lips, the passion and the fire in the way he kissed her.

The kiss, the way he'd taken her had her mind in a blur of lust, reveling in the afterglow for the rest of the night and she knew that once she'd come to her senses again she'd curl up in bed and fuck herself to the thought of his cock pounding her, rubbing her clit and crying his name until her throat was hoarse, lost deeply in thought as she watched Turner talk to acquaintances that came up here and there, yet always coming back to her, steadying her when it seemed she stood wobbly on her heels, arm locked tightly around her hip as they made their way to the car after not being able to find Kane, being told he was “havin' it” in one of the private rooms.

They sat in silence and she felt herself getting sleepy, yet forced herself to sit upright until they overcame the short way to the headquarters, her eyes focused on him instead, taking in the way his smooth skin creased with the little smile that crinkled his romanesque nose, the way his fingers folded his lap, his firm thighs clad by the tight suit, his chain now readjusted.

It took a while for her to realise that they had been driving for longer than earlier, only then turned to look out the window, and the car already came to a stop, Helders opening the doors before she could question Turner. “W-What...”

Turner raised an eyebrow in confusion when she didn't move, gesturing for her to exit the car, then following closely behind, waiting as she turned around to look at him, irritation spread across her face. “Yeh alreyht?” He asked with a sigh, drawing a cigarette from the pack in his pocket and lighting it, blowing the smoke to the side after a drag, the car driving off, Helders and Cook waiting close by.

“I thought you were taking me to the headquarters.”

He shrugged, placed his hand on her lower back and leading her to follow his henchmen. “Yeh're sleepin' 'ere” he stated, unimpressed, now slightly irritated himself.

“You sprung this on me again, I don't even have anything with me” she stated, yet knew better than to seriously resist. This was much better than what she'd had planned.

“Dun't worreh, yeh dun't 'ave teh dance for meh this time” he drawled, his heart skipping a beat at the smile that spread across her face, the small sound of a giggle, faint, yet audible enough to fuel his silent victory.

“Alexander...”

“Jade, 's alreyht” he assured her. “Yeh tell meh wha' yeh need and I'll arrange it.”

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Phoenix train ride

Phoenix didn’t know what happened after that night Miami and why Hali ghosted on him but Phoenix was more than determined to win her over again as he laced up his fancy shoes and threw his hat on backwards knowing he was a stunner. As he walked through platform 9 and 3 quarters he caught Hali’s scent instantly. For weeks he’d been trying to run into her, in diagon alley, even around her house, but now was his chance. He left Ellie and Elliot behind with his stuff and walked through the crowd of people to find Hali.

“Phoenix!” Ellie called after him following slowly behind him with her things “I’m not getting your rubbish!” She turned to Elliot who groaned at the sight of more bags and left him there to follow Phoenix.

Phoenix pushed and shoved and made his way to the back of the train to where Hali was and smiled. She looked more beautiful than ever already in her RavenClaw clothes, curls flowing delicately in the wind, Phoenix was so dazed he didn’t even anticipate someone jumping onto his back.

“Max!!!!” Hudson called out at the sight of Phoenix and tackled him to the ground. He laughed as he wrestled him a bit only to notice he was not feeling it. He got up and handed him his hand “dude” He chuckled and watched Phoenix put on his hat angrily “take it easy man.-oh thanks sweet heart” he said to a girl who handed Hudson back his phone then showed Phoenix the video of him tackling him proudly.

Phoenix pushed his phone away “get that out of my face. I’m not in the mood for tik toks right now bro.” He said sternly to Hudson who backed away playfully. He looked at hali who was staring at him in a way that made him unconfident, then he saw Diego at her side and he clenched his fist as he looked at Hudson. “Come on let’s get a seat”

Hudson was Phoenix’s best most toxic friend, and Hudson loved the dragon boy, he was a badass, then he saw the way he was acting around Hali Scamander and thought it was a little pathetic. “Dude, this puppy dog shit is not a look.” He said to Phoenix as they entered the train “want my advice?” Phoenix peered back at Hudson and entered a room “alright shoot” he said humoring him. Hudson rubbed his hands together “it’s simple, if you want to rail Hali Scamander you walk in there give her your dragon eyes and say “listen bitch we are about fuck” and take her hand and do it.” Hudson shrugged “this whole making her feel special because she makes your dragon soul feel complete is super lame dude”

Phoenix covered his face as Hudson spoke, instantly regretting telling him anything about how Dragon Hali made his Dragon feel “Jesus Christ man” he said with a sigh as he removed his hands from his face “you’re a fucking idiot.” Phoenix got up about ready to leave just as Ellie came in shoving her things inside

Ellie was out breath as she pushed her crates inside the room “hey huddy, be a doll and put those up for me.”

Hudson smiled at the sight of Elsa Max “of course.” He said as he began grabbing her things for her, just then a small gust of wind enetered the car “never mind that, I got it love” aflyn scamander beamed to her, the corner of Hudson’s lips narrowed as he stepped away watching Aflyn take the spotlight once more by jumping into the seat and securing Elsas bags like he’s some kind of Spider-Man.

Phoenix stood up “what are you doing dude? Your messing up the seats, get out here.” He said attempting to pull him down. Just then Hali entered the car “guess I’ll sit with you Af” she began in a sweet tone, Phoenix was instantly mesmerized as he leaned against Aflyns leg hanging on Hali’s every word. “Tori doesn’t want to sit with dragons” Phoenix perked up and slapped Aflyns butt cheeks. “You can sit right here buddy.” He got up and grabbed Hali’s tote, smiling at her sweetly as they came face to face “hi” he said taking her things and putting them inside. Once her things were strapped in he pushed huddy aside and presented the entire left side to her. “Here you go”

Aflyn debated on slapping Phoenix but was caught off guard by the butt slap and buddy comment as he returned his feet to the floor of the train.

Ellie huffed as aflyn entered the room. Usually his chivalry and sexy smile could get her going like a rabbit on Easter but ever since Phoenix dropped the girlfriend bomb on her, she found most of Aflyn’s actions very irritating. She rolled her eyes as he jumped up on the seats, clearly flexing, as he put her bags away. Ellie was just about to say something whenever Phoenix beat her to it, and Ellie nodded in agreement. Then Hali entered and she knew she was stuck here. Ellie bit her lip as she plopped down in her seat staring rather sadly at Aflyn as he finally met her gaze.

Aflyn’s eyebrows curled up slightly with concern as his gaze connected with Elsa’s. She seemed upset, so he moved to sit down next to her, “Is everything alright?”

Ellie glared at him, “Don’t worry about me. Why don’t you worry about your girlfriend?”

Nervously biting her lip as she walked in, Hali couldn’t help producing a slight smile at Phoenix’s behavior. She walked up to the window saying “Thank you” to him as she passed.

Phoenix took a seat next to her, rubbing his arms like he was cold, but beaming toward her nonetheless. He then pulled out a tray of sushi, “This is the best sushi from Japan, super authentic. You like sushi right?”

She chuckled lightly, taking the tray from him, “I actually love sushi.” Her head lifted from the tray as she became intrigued by Aflyn and Ellie’s new behavior. Phoenix was also paying attention to them, before a loud and mocking snort escaped him after Ellie’s comment.

Hali looked to him with a shocked expression, and Phoenix shook his head with a smile, “Sorry, sorry.”

Aflyn shifted uncomfortably, “Ellie, I-“

“Oh, speak of the devil!” Ellie announced as she cut him off.

AJs voice drifted into the car mid-sentence, “...not going to continue that. Do your job, and I’ll do mine.”

Trey, one of the known jocks from gryffindor, replied, “Are you seriously going into that car with Scamander.. and Max? Just make yourself useful in there if you’re going to be wasting time with them.”

“Oh, like my time wouldn’t be wasted hanging out with the likes of you?” She sneered, “Get out of my way.”

Aflyn stood and walked towards the door once he heard Trey. He hated the guy almost as much as Phoenix. AJ shoved past Trey the moment Aflyn opened the door, and the two left shared a glare. Aflyn smirked, “Desperate are you?” Then closed the door with a wave of his finger.

Trey scoffed, and stormed off towards the end of the train, walking into Hudson’s car.

Aflyn offered to take AJs luggage, and put it away on the racks, returning to his original seat where Ellie and AJ now sat on either side.

AJ placed a hand on Aflyn’s shoulder and pulled him in closer to her to examine it curiously, “I saw you get struck here,” she tugged down on his shirt to trace her finger on his scar, “I thought dragons died if their wings were hit.”

He grasped her hand in his and brought it down from his shoulder, “Wtet

Phoenix eyed aflyn mockingly “you have a type” he mouthed to him in a little snicker, just then the usually quiet asain guy entered the car “sorry this seat is taken” Phoenix said instantly but the Ravenclaw boy just nodded “okay, are you um, doing still doing your annual party thing?” He asked timidly and Phoenix’s expression quickly changed “of course! That’s why it’s annual!” he said with a nervous laugh, really he only had it half prepared as Hali now occupied his mind. “And it will be an absolute banger with our new Headmaster starting this year” he grinned somewhat sinisterly “everyone is invited” the quiet Asian guy smiled “sick!” He said walking towards the back of the train. Phoenix looked at Hali, “you think your brother will DJ for us?”

Phoenix entered Callan’s car “hey” he began and Tori stood up “no! If you’re here, I’m out” Diego stood too “me too!” Phoenix rolled his eyes “relax, I don’t plan on staying. I just want to talk to Callan right quick.”

Callans eyebrows furrowed in confusion “me?”

Phoneix gave him a look like ‘seriously?’ “Yes, only one of you is named Callan. Pretty sure in the entire school. So” he motioned outside “Come on I don’t want to scare your wolf pack.” He said wiggling his fingers around spookily, and Tori shot him a glare, suddenly Penny started hyperventilating and that’s when Phoenix grabbed Callans hand and teleported them to the top of the train.

Callan looked around astonished “woah that was surprisingly wayy easier than floo powder”

Phoenix beamed “yeah I’m pretty good at it, Oppeee” Phoenix noticed Callans jacket sleeve smoking and quickly extinguished the flame by patting the fabric roughly “sorry about that.”

Callan sat up suddenly “wait I gotta go help with Penny!”

Phoenix pushed him back down as the train started blowing its whistle “fuck we get it! All a fucking board. Fuck. Blow my ear drums out.” Phoenix shook his frustrations out of him before facing Callan once more. “Let Josh handle it-“ Phoenix titled his head “are you high?”

Callan swallowed “maybe..”

Phoenix clapped his hands and laughed “you hufflepuff’s are all the same. You know you’re alright Callan” He said pulling out a joint as the train started moving “I have a huge favor to ask you”

The train started moving and Callan took the joint as Phoenix snapped his fingers to produce the flame which Callan used to ignite the paper. He inhaled slowly, taking the nerves away. “I have bad anxiety” he admitted before coughing slightly and passing the joint back to Phoenix.

“Cuz of Blake?” Phoenix nodded as he blew out the smoke slowly, making it glow blue and dance around into figures of literal clouds.

Callan looked at his smoke with awe “holy snakes, that’s sick.” Once the smoke faded away Callan admittedly nodded to previous question

Phoenix laughed “it’s my element bro” after noticing his nod Phoenix passed the joint back to him “but seriously before I get too faded I need you to dj for my party tonight Callan. Think about it, Blake will be big turned on, I’ll have Elliot step in so you can get some alone time with her. Then after the skating and dancing you can come and play all the party games.”

Callan smiled cheekily as he took the joint “I’m invited to the annual party?”

Phoenix nudged him “better, you’re owning the party dude. The playlist is yours, so you are basically setting the mood, I can’t think of a better guy to do it”

Callan shook his head modestly “sure you can, there’s plenty more lit people than me. That’s the vibe you want.”

Phoenix smiled “nah, you’re a hopeless romantic with swagger. That’s the vibe I need. Plus you’ll be plenty lit once you have some of party favors.”

Callan chuckled and took another hit “alright I’ll do it”

“Yes!” Phoneix gave him a quick and awkward hug before chilling back with him as they finished the joint

After the joint was finished Callan laid back on the top of the train and let the air hit him “can’t believe you caught my sleeve on fire”

Phoenix laughed“Good thing fire can’t burn a dragon right.?”

Callan sighed “I’m a wolf dude”

“Ehhh I don’t know, I’ve been studying this dance of dragons book like crazy, and no matter what...if you’re born from a dragon you have it inside you. In any species, human, wolf, wizard or goblin if mom or dad is a dragon you have it. That means Ellie and Elliot have it too” Phoenix explained “obviously they can’t shift but they might have some dormant power”

Callan looked at Phoenix “Dance of dragons? I’ve been reading a book called the Song of Wolves.”

Phoenix shrugged “small world”

Callan bit his lip “did you tell Ellie and Elliot about this yet?”

Phoenix eyed Callan curiously “not yet, Ellie is mad at me right now. Well mad at the world really. You know you really shouldn’t of had Ellie kiss Aflyn like that. It really screwed with her emotions.”

“I was saving his life!” Callan protested “plus it didn’t take that much pushing, Ellie was down for it”

A disgusted look grew on Phoenix’s face “alright I heard enough of all that. Let’s get back. Phoenix turned around and opened the window on top of the train. “So I don’t catch you on fire again”

Callan chuckled before sliding down to the train floor again. Once he entered the room he realized he reeked of weed and sat shamefully beside Blake again who just smiled at him without a care in the world.

“What was that about?” Diego asked sternly

“Oh um, Phoenix asked me to DJ his annual party.” He said looking from Diego to Blake and getting the butterflies instantly “will you go with me?”

Blake smiled “of course, I won’t ever leave you alone carino”

Diego snorted “well, if it Phoenix’s party I doubt I’d be invited.”

Penny and Josh entered the room after her little episode in the bathroom “yeah especially after he sees this” penny handed Diego the news letter with his face kissing Hali’s all over it and sat beside Diego.

Everyone’s eyes widened as Josh sat down “first she was freaking out about the whole wolf then someone handed her some gossip and she’s back” he shrugged unsure what it was all about as he sat with callan.

——-

Phoenix returned to his car only to find his ex fling sitting in seat. “Oh hell no” Phoenix opened the door “Alyssa, what are you doing here? Guys I thought I told you to save these seats?”

Aflyn pointed over head “Well no one is taking orders from you, plus she already has her stuff here so.” He shrugged and smirked “if you wanted the seat you should’ve been here to hold it for yourself before the train started moving.”

“Yeah Phoenix chill” Alyssa laughed as she rummaged through her purse scooting over towards the door across from Aj so Phoenix could sit “were friends right?”

Phoenix huffed as he took the seat between Hali and Alyssa “No. We were never friends.”

Alyssa gasped “what do you mean? I’ve seen your di-“ Phoenix put his hand over her mouth and she smiled against it making him pull away and give her a rather odd stare. “Anyway you might want to reconsider our friendship when you see what I got for the party favors.” Alyssa pulled out a small box excitedly and reveled to everyone her stash of small baggies filled with white power “molly on the right and coke on the left” She handed Phoenix the packet of molly “here your favorite” Phoenix pushed her hand away.

“No thanks” Phoenix said pushing away the packet before it had the chance to tempt him further. He then looked at Hali and gave her a rather shameful stare.

Ellie then sat up out of her dark little huddle by the window and reached towards Alyssa’s box taking a packet of cocaine.

Alyssa smiled “oooo that a girl. Anyone else?”

“Wait Ellie no!” Phoenix objected

Aj then reached over “I’ll take one of each” she said taking a few packets “for the party”

Ellie pulled her hand away and turned her nose towards the baggie quickly snorting half the bag before Phoenix ripped the rest away. She pushed her blonde hair back as the drug quickly entered her system. “Fuck! I feel so much better!”

“Thank god” aflyn said to himself just as the candy girl came in with the cart. “Hogwarts tea anyone?” Aflyn stoody up “tea?!?” He said excitedly, but the trolley girl shook her head as aflyn eyed the cart for tea kettles and packets. Instead she held out a paper.

Alyssa took the pamphlet instantly “it’s not literal tea moron.” She said shooting aflyn a cold but seductive stare “One will be perfect” Alyssa responded to the trolley girl before closing her out. She looked through the pamphlet as Ellie wiped her nose looking at the door as if frightened by the trolley girls sudden appearance. “Awhhh” Alyssa said turning to the front of the paper “look, they made you the cover Hali. Isn’t that sweet? They must’ve felt bad for you.”

Phoenix looked over at the pamphlet curiously then felt his heart sink as he saw the picture of Hali and Diego kissing. Below it he saw the picture of him and Hali also kissing, and he grabbed the paper. It was supposed to be a place of intimacy and part of him felt violated on top of his rage towards Diego.

Ellie then snatched the paper from Phoenix and began reading it aloud, high off the coke she needed to do something, and what she was great at was reading. Everyone in the car began to fight over the sheet of paper as Ellie began talking, which was exactly Alyssa’s intention as she also played her part in the mini scrap. Ellie then opened up the window and threaten to throw out the paper “sit down! Or I’ll throw it out.” Everyone sat but Phoenix and Hali teleported away. Ellie sighed then closed the window before taking her seat. “Anyway, where was I?” She read the rest aloud.

As the small fight over the gossip began in the car Hali and Ellie we’re both being pressed against the window. Phoenix could see the fear fill Hali as her eyes started to shift and that’s when he grabbed her hand and teleported them to the top of the train. She gasped as she landed back down on the moving train and he put his hands on either side of her to keep her steady from the sudden transition. “Stay with me Hali, breathe” he pleaded breathing with her. Phoenix could feel his own dragon stir, stir as if it was trying to dance with her again. “You know what will happen if you shift..if I shift.” He reminded her, feeling his inner dragon kick him internally for that. Hali breathed with him, staring into his eyes and getting lost in them, she felt her stomach stir as the dragon within her remained somehow stagnant from his words. “You’re not mad at me?” She asked “for the kiss?” Phoenix still positioned on top of her pursed his lips “no, I could never be mad at you..Diego on the other hand” he shook his head and smiled at her fondly “truth is, you can kiss whoever you want. How else would you know our kiss is the best kiss you will ever feel if you didn’t have anyone to compare it to?”

Hali bit her lip as she leaned towards him and Phoenix did the same before stopping himself to say “if we kiss now, I might shift.” He admitted “but I really want to” he said leaning in more enticingly and grabbing ahold of some of her hair as he bit his lip too. Then he pushed himself off of her rubbing his temples in frustration. “Are you good?” He asked

Hali rubbed her lips together as Phoenix pulled away, and lowered her head. She nodded while lifted her gaze back up to meet with his, "Yeah, I'm- Im better." She gave a sarcastic chuckle, "Didnt expect a whole article on me the first day back."

Phoenix chuckled in agreement "yeah well, no one could expect that." He then shrugged "guess that makes you the most popular girl in school now and me being the most popular boy must ask, how does that make you feel?" He asked putting out a pretend microphone as if he was her interviewer

Hali laughed and shook her head really pondering it for a moment “I don’t know, I’ve never been popular before.” She turned and looked at him, smiling as she took his pretend microphone away to ask him a question “maybe you can shed some light for us mr. popular”

“Glad you asked Hali. It’s not as fun as you think. There’s some positives but it’s mostly just a huge pain in my ass”

“You can’t say that on live television Phoenix” she scolded playfully and rising a chuckle out of him once more “why don’t you start with the positives.” She blushed, it was rare to see Phoneix smile and it looked so good on him.

Phoenix gave Hali a smirk “are we role playing right now? Your a little kinky aren’t you hals.” She blushed and tapped the pretend microphone “is this thing on? Okay some positives. Well the parties are amazing, the drugs and the booze, the girls. The constant hype people around you making you feel special. Umm... yeah that’s about it”

Hali brought the microphone back to her“what kind of girls?”

“All kinds of girls.” He admitted shamelessly as he looked into her eyes

“Oh yeah who was your favorite?” She asked coyily

“I don’t know, haven’t had her yet...but she is by far my favorite kiss.” He replied by looking into her eyes and leaning into the pretend microphone.

Hali brushed a hair back behind her ear as she smiled slightly “and the negatives?”

“Negatives?” Phoneix repeated now confused, there were no negatives of kissing Hali aside from the stupid mating call he made currently cock blocking him.

“Of popularity Mr. Max” she said into the microphone as she watched him drift away in thought.

Phoenix laughed and got a little red in the cheeks as he took the mircophone “the crazies, the stalkers, the constant expectation of everyone needing you to be perfect. Ellie struggles with that one the most but for dragons you’re expected to be perfect in different ways. You need to be a badass, be in the right house, play the right sports and be spectacular at it, be cold and heartless but don’t kill anyone.” Phoenix shook his head “you ever notice how me and Aflyn are always in the same boat even though we are one tiny insult away from tipping the boat over completely?” He shrugged “it’s what’s expected, we have to be hogwarts bad boys. Then there’s you..and you just blow all those expectations out of the water. No pun intended. You represent what dragons really are, not the cold malicious creatures they shove down our throats, not that we can’t be” he said thinking back to his dad for a moment “but we are so much more than that. We are graceful, loyal and protective over the ones we care about and we are pretty damn merciful considering our power.” He nudged her “a girl like that needs protected from these vultures. Which is why you should be my date for tonight. The party of the century won’t be the same without you, plus your brothers will be there. Callan out there killing the turn tables. So what do you say?” He asked holding the pretend mic out to her “will you go with me?”

His speech resonated with her, and she listened intently, her eyes lighting up. Blushing as he continued, a slight smile spread across her face. His last line pulled a chuckle out of her, pausing as he asked his question. Hali sighed dramatically “I don’t know..Diego already asked me...”

Phoenix clenched his fist “how’d that dumpster dog know about my annual party..”

“Relax” Hali said placing her hand on his shoulder “I’m only joking, I’ll go with you”

Phoenix’s eyes brightened “really?” He asked in a high pitched tone which he then cleared with his throat “really?”

She smiled, “Yes, really.”

Ellie read the first part about Phoenix and frowned “oh this bitch really just low blowed my family. Okay” she slapped the note around fanning herself with it as she paced. She noticed aflyn stare curiously at the back of the paper and she scoffed pressing the news letter against his chest. “Here I can’t stand to read the rest anyway” Ellie sat down but her mind was calculating every potential suspect on who this anonymous writer was. Alyssa being on the top of her list, she watched her the most as Aflyn read the next part.

Alyssa giggled “not to mention she basically called your sister a floosie!” She said to aflyn then shook her head “which is just awful, I’m sorry guys I thought Hali being on front page meant something cheerful!” She looked out at the window “what kind of candy Lady was that??” She looked back at aflyn nether less as he began skimming the words, after he appeared done reading he scoffed “well whoever this twat is they certainly love Callan.” He begins reading aloud “Callan whom I believe has the purest heart of all the Scamander family, has finally found love too as it appears in this photo of him holding hands and kissing Blake Gonzalo outside flourish and bots.” He said slapping the note “and that’s after just roasting Blake.” Aflyns eyes kept reading then widened at the next part. Aj grabbed the note and aflyn said her name.

AJ was overlooking Aflyn's shoulder as he read, but a particular image caught her eye as she snatched the paper away. Aflyn tried to take it back before she read aloud, "This leads to the youngest Scamander, the arrogant playboy, Aflyn. At first, it seemed he had at least some morals like his father, but as it turns out, he would still cheat on his girl."

AJ's head whipped around towards him, and Aflyn's expression was a combination of shock and confusion, "Cheat? I would never cheat-"

She shoved the paper in his face, "Really?!"

"Wha-" he muttered, staring at the image of him on the raft with his wings out, Ellie with lingerie on, and them kissing each other, "I thought this was a dream."

AJ scoffed, "So you would dream about her?"

He looked over to Ellie, attempting to come up with an excuse, “Well, I was pretty much dead, and have you ever seen Sleeping Beauty? Clearly I was the beauty in this scenario, and needed to be woken up. I invited you, but you didn’t come, and the only other girl there was Ellie. Except for my sister, but that would be extremely wrong.” His eyes skimmed furtively over the room, “Wait, where is Hali?”

“So this bitch kissed you while you were unconscious?” AJ motioned towards Ellie.

Ellie was taken aback, “Look, it was Callan’s stupid idea. I didn’t know he was dating your ass until after the fact,” she began to yell, “So be careful who you call a bitch next time, because I will kick your ass.”

AJ stepped toward her, “Kick my ass? Did you mean kiss my ass? Like you kissed my boyfriend?” She laughed and placed her hand on Ellie’s forehead, pushing her away.

Ellie clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “Shouldn’t of done that.” like a viper she grabbed ahold of AJs shirt and swung her to the other side of the car and kicked her gut so she smacked against the window

Alyssa began recording

Phoenix looked around curiously as he heard a thud come down below him. “Hmm. Hold my legs” he asked and slid down the side of the train to look into the window.

“Shit!” Hali gasped as she barley caught onto Phoenix’s waist laying her head unintentionally on his butt for a moment. She sat up the second she noticed, pretty nice ass, she noted. “What’s going on down there?”

Phoenix pulled himself up, feeling his head rush from the angle he was at and sighed to Hali “Ellie and Aj are fighting. Like fists are being thrown, I gotta go down and help her.”

Just then aflyn poked up out of the top of the train “you guys better not be mounting each other out here.” He said before looking at the both of them just chillin on the side of the train. “Good”

Phoneix sat up “what are you doing? Go back down there and break that fight up scamander.” He said as he offered to help Hali up.

“Why? Alyssa is recording it-“ just like that Aflyn was pulled down from his friend hawk.

Phoneix gave Hali a confused stare “okay then, that was- weird.” He walked over and saw hawk laughing down at aflyn. “Your legs were just dangling there I could help myself.” Phoneix shook his head, god hawk was just like Hudson, good, aflyn deserved it. “Go break up that fight pussies.” Phoneix repeated closing the hatch then looked at Hali. “Wana take a walk along the top of the train? I think they all need a minute still.”

“Fight?” Hawk looked at Aflyn excitedly as he cracked his knuckles “let’s do it. Who we pouncing in on?”

Aflyn gave Hawk an annoyed stare before sighing and resting on his elbows “it’s Ellie and Aj”

Hawk laughed “oh hell yeah. I love a good cat fight, why would we break that up?”

Hudson slid the door open harshly and got ran out purposely stepping on aflyns fingers as he went to his side of the car where the fight was happening “whoever saves the girl gets the girl cock suckers”

“Oh no” Alyssa stopped Hudson from entering “can’t let you ruin this tea.” She gasped suddenly as elsa got thrown against the door.

Hudson entered as alysaa let go of the handle “easy there ladies...you don’t want to get expelled before we get there right? Woah-“ he ducked as AJ swung at him

Ellie wiped under nose and looked down at the blood on her hand as Hudson entered then looked up at Aj as he started speaking “he’s right.” She stopped swinging “Aflyn is a literal dumbass, neither you nor him are worth getting expelled over.” She sat up “I’ll find somewhere else to sit.” She grabbed the thing of hers that had fallen from the fight and made her way out of the car and into callans “will someone switch seats with with me?” She asked blood dropping down her face. Blake was at her side instantly.

Tori eyed Elsa suspiciously as she she entered the car and Diego sat beside her to make room.

Penny sat up instantly “ewh blood! There’s way too many people in this car!” She squealed.

Callan stood up almost bumping his head in the process “I’ll go” he said looking down at Blake and kissing her head sweetly before he left.

Ellie smiled at Blake as she held a tissue to her nose “you guys are so cute it makes me sick”

Blake chuckled “I know senorita” she said bringing out her entire make up kit.

Callan walked back to where aflyn, Ellie and Hali were seating to take Ellie’s spot when he saw only aflyn in the car making out with AJ. He sighed before looking down at Alyssa Lockhart squatted down by the door watching tik toks.

Alyssa looked up at Callan and smiled “oh, hi Callan. Look” she showed him the video of Ellie and AJ fighting and Callan rolled his eyes “you’re not fun”

He opened the door “glad to see you guys worked things out” he said to aflyn and AJ as he sat down “where’s Hali and Phoenix?” Suddenly the room filled with purple fire and Callan jumped back as he felt the train jolt around in the gust as cold as ice.

Phoenix landed with his arm around Hali’s shoulder in the center of their car “here we are!”

Callan stood up “are you guys crazy! You can’t just go using your powers combined like that all Willy nilly! You could’ve killed us all!” He shouted

“But we didn’t” phoneix said nonchantly as he sat down “so chill man”

Callan looked at Hali who stood in front of him firmly “we didn’t mean to combine our powers either Callan. It just happened.” She sneered

Phoenix sort of chuckled and Callan glared at him “you wana go?”

Phoenix pointed to himself “me?” Callan nodded and Aflyn leaned forward inticed by the sudden drama “Um no, you don’t want this smoke trust me. Plus you’re my DJ, I’m not gonna fight you.”

Callan shook his head “right. Yeah I don’t know what came over me” he sat down

Hali shook her head suddenly feeling over whatever she was mad about to begin with “yeah me either, I’m sorry cal.”

——-

Before Hudson knew it he was on the opposite side of the train with the rest of the side characters. Heated he leant over to Elliot “aren’t you tired of being a pawn?”

Elliot gave Hudson a puzzled look “a pawn?”

Huddy rolled his eyes “yeah, the side character, the ones whose only purpose is to be the filler for the big guys Aflyn, Callan and Phoenix.”

Elliot shook his head “yeah I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m a main character, kinda a big deal.”

Hudson pursed his lips “yeah then why are you in the back of the train with us?”

Hudson bit his lip “yeah and why is it we never get the girl?”

Elliot smirked “we get tons of girls.”

“True” Hudson agreed “but we never get THE girl. You know how long I’ve been wanting to date Ellie?? But nooooo Aflyn fucking Scamander, who by the way Phoenix hates and already has a girlfriend is making moves on your sister!.” Hudson clenched his fist and made somewhat of a growl “ughhh, so irritating, and you” Hudson sat up now and pointed to Elliot “you think you’re going to score with that hot mamacita Blake well.. I got news for you buddy Callan is going to get her because he’s a main character.”

Elliot shook his head

Hudson smacked the window “Elliot you’re literally the guy who carries everyone’s bags! You’re not a main character. Callan even without his voice will be better than you, and I know it sucks but it’s true. Just like I will be nothing compared to Aflyn or Phoenix. At least you’re a Max, you’re guaranteed more screen time.”

Some of what Hudson was saying resonated with Elliot, though he didn’t understand most of his metaphors he went along with it anyway. “Well then, let’s get some more screen time. Wana concoct us an evil plan?”

Hudson grinned “that’s exactly what I want to do.”

The rest of the car nodded in agreement and Elliot shrugged “I’m the life of the party, obviously you guys needed it the most.” He argued

#train ride

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sweetcontradiction · 7 years ago

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Blonde Christmas

Synopsis: Two out of three of Anderson’s blondes go shopping for his Christmas gift

“Are you sure you don't want me to take her with us?”

“Honey, we’ll be fine.”

“It’s not that…” Miranda noted. “You know she hates pumped milk…and you could spend this time in the studio with Aaron kid-free.”

“I’ll have much more fun here, Ran. Go have fun! She’ll only hold y’all up.”

Sighing in defeat, Miranda nodded her head. She had been so excited to spend the day Christmas shopping with her eldest, buying final gifts and anything else she decided she didn't need but did in the stores. But as the planned day had finally come around for Charlotte to gape at the mall’s Christmas lights, she was having a change of heart. In the six months since her youngest’s birth, she had barely left her side. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust her husband — she trusted him with their children more than she did herself — but she was worried she wouldn’t be able to fully embrace the mother-daughter time without thinking of the babbling baby back home spitting out the bottled milk.

“Charlotte, you ready?”

At the sound of her name, the little girl discussing her Christmas wishes with a disinterested Waylon on the floor perked up. Dressed head to toe in her furry winter boots and a pink woolly hat on her head, the little blonde was more than prepared. She had, in fact, been since 8am that morning when she had run into her parents’ room fully dressed. She looked like she had gotten ready in the dark, which she probably had, but she looked exhilarated at the thought of spending the day with her mom.

“All ready, momma!”

As the little girl sprinted over to Miranda’s side, looking up at her with love-filled eyes, she caught a glimpse of the rest of her family sitting on the couch.

“Bye-bye, daddy.”

Leaning up to kiss Anderson’s cheek, the three-year-old gave him one last smile before she drew her attention to her little sister laying in his arms.

“Bye, Luna. I’ll bring you something pretty home.”

Both Miranda and Anderson rolled their eyes. Their eldest had clearly developed her mother’s love for shopping and her dad’s obsessive kindness.

As the mother and daughter walked out the front door, Anderson smiled as he saw the similarities in their pace, the way they both held onto each other’s hands for dear life before he looked down at their other baby girl lying in his arms.

“We’ll have some fun of our own, sweetie.” _______________________________________________________________________

“Where are we going, momma?”

“We need to collect nana’s wine set first. Then we can get daddy’s gift.”

“What are we getting him?? He’s not here no more, you can tell me!”

Miranda laughed at her daughter’s enthusiasm. Since telling her that she could come to find the gift she had meticulously prepared for months, she decided she couldn’t tell Charlotte. The three-year-old was bound to let it slip to Anderson and ruin Christmas months in advance. She still wanted to see the joy on her little girl’s face on Christmas Day when her husband opened the present and thanked the toddler endlessly for it.

As the pair walked into the department store, Charlotte looked up in awe at the various levels and escalators leading up to floors filled with clothing to homeware and DIY. But what really fascinated her were the aromas of gingerbread and vanilla lingering on every aisle and the array of flickering lights hanging off the handrails along with the oversized versions of Rudolph and his friends.

“It’s all so pretty, momma!” she gaped, keeping her hand in Miranda’s but her eyes continued to scan the variety of festive celebrations. “I wish daddy and Luna could see this!”

Hearing her daughter’s words, Miranda couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. Luna was too young to understand what was happening and would have most likely cried her way through the entire trip before falling asleep in her stroller. And her husband couldn’t have come regardless: this was all for him.

Miranda held Charlotte’s gloved hand tighter as they rode the escalator up to the third floor before finding one of the collection desks. This level seemed to interest Charlotte less — it was full of kitchen equipment, chairs and lamps and everything else a three-year-old girl could never be intrigued by.

“Hi, I’ve got a collection to pick up.”

The woman behind the desk smiled at her, her red lipstick shining back at the blonde.

“What’s your name, ma’am?”

“I left it in my husband’s…” Miranda grimaced. “It’ll be under Michael Anderson.”

The woman nodded, accepting Miranda’s form of ID as proof she was his wife before she stalked off to retrieve Bev’s Christmas present. When buying things online — a regular occurrence at the farm — Miranda always made sure to leave it in Anderson’s name. She was always weary of people finding out where she lived, or what she was buying, fearing it was another chance for people to take advantage of the lifestyle she had chosen, but not accepted. Sure, her married name wasn’t exactly going to stand out but she wasn’t willing to take the risk.

As the raven-haired lady put the mom’s large box in a plastic carrier for her, Miranda signed the sheet of paper confirming she had picked her item up before turning around to see Charlotte staring at the floor. Looking like the epitome of boredom, Miranda figured she better get to the physical shopping element before the toddler threw a tantrum.

“Let’s go find daddy’s present, babe.”

Making their way out of the department store, Charlotte stopped dead in her tracks at the exit, her eyes fixed on an assortment of trivial Christmas gifts.

“Momma!” she whispered, her eyes widening as she toddled over to the socks. “Look!”

Miranda laughed as her little girl picked up a red pair with ‘Best Dog Dad’ imprinted in white.

“You wanna get them for dad?”

When Charlotte nodded her head profusely, Miranda couldn’t refuse. Two daughters later and she was still buying him gifts relating to the seven furry friends that stole his heart before the two little miniature Mirandas ever did. It would take months, even years, of convincing him that Charlotte had in fact picked those out herself and not his wife. She was well aware he was the best daddy to her human children but Anderson knew that his love for her (their) dogs melted her equally.

With two bags now in tow and Charlotte carrying the gift for Anderson, Miranda led her out onto the cold streets of Nashville. As they walked through the busy avenues full of families doing their last minute shopping, Charlotte smiled when she saw a young blonde dressed in a Santa hat singing ‘Santa Claus is Coming to Town’ with a guitar in her hands.

“She’s like you, mom!”

Miranda’s heart swelled, any singer with a guitar and the little girl would see the similarities. She had spent years thinking that she pushed herself into something that she didn’t like, or love enough. She adored music, but she loathed everything that came with it. And so seeing her own daughter being oh so proud of her mother’s achievements made every tear and momentary self-doubt worth it.

Grabbing her purse, Miranda took out a ten dollar bill and handed it to the blonde holding her hand.

“Here, babe. Go put that in her case.”

By the time they reached the store Miranda had been looking for, Charlotte looked up at her confused. They had walked past every fancy store in sight, even the nice food ones where her mom could’ve bought her dad those fancy liquor chocolates he liked. Instead, they were stood in the rain just past an alley.

“Momma?”

“You’ll see, babe.” Miranda winked, opening the door and allowing Charlotte to walk in first.

“Guitars!!!!!!” she called out a little louder than she expected. “Daddy’s getting a new guitar?”

The owner laughed as he saw the miniature version of her mother gawk at all the guitars around his store. She immediately went for the pink one, her little cold hands glazing over the shiny steel.

“Hey Miranda, it’s nice to see you again.”

“You too, Bill.” she replied politely, taking her gloves off and placing them on the desk. “Is it ready?”

“The stunner is all packed up in the back!”

Thanking him endlessly, Miranda called a fascinated Charlotte over. She was now holding a drum stick in her hands, ready to beat the shit out of the closest one she could see.

“Babe, come see daddy’s gift!”

As the blonde toddled over, her big blue eyes staring at the long-haired man on the opposite side of the counter, she looked perplexed. But when he soon returned with a guitar case in his grip, Charlotte perked up.

Placing the three-year-old on her hip so that she could see, Miranda watched her face in excitement as the lock was undone and the guitar her husband had spoke about for the past year was showcased.

“It’s like the picture!!!!!” Charlotte remembered, clapping her hands together.

Even though he was confident his little girl could care less about guitars and all things instrumental, Anderson had still shown her pictures of the classic one he had wanted so desperately. But with a new baby and another daughter as well as a wife with very expensive taste, he had refused to buy it for himself. He was barely sure that the pair had listened to his rambling. And so as Miranda proudly showed Charlotte the item her dad hadn’t quit talking about, she couldn’t help but feel proud of herself.

“Daddy will love it, momma!”

“You think?”

Charlotte nodded her head so much in agreement that she risked it falling off.

Putting her back on the ground so that she could distract herself, Miranda turned back to Bill. Whilst she had the gift from their family set, she had struggled to find one from just her. It was a tradition they had every year. They had loved those years without kids where they shared a special moment on Christmas Eve unwrapping a thoughtful gift from the other before the craziness of seeing their families arose. Neither of them had wanted to stop when their babies arrived and so she had spent months thinking of what to get, especially after acing his birthday. She had spent months on the internet and after failing to find her ingenious idea anywhere, she had visited just about every vintage music store in Nashville and Austin.

“Do you have the other thing?” she asked hopefully. “I called earlier in the week to make sure y’all still had it.”

“I do indeed.” Bill smiled.

As he brought out the cardboard packaging, Miranda placed her hand on her heart when he unveiled exactly what she had wanted, or rather, her husband had wanted. As the slightly worn rare Prince album lay in front of her, she felt a rush of relief flood her body.

“It’s perfect.” she exhaled, looking behind her to make sure Charlotte was still too engrossed in banging on the drums with her fists to notice. She figured she would take offence if she knew about her parent’s secret giving party.

“I’ll package it all up for you. And say hi to Mike for me.”

“I will.” she grinned, wishing it was already Christmas Day so that she could see the shock on her husband’s face. He was too thoughtful when it came to her birthday and Christmas so she always had to try extra hard every year to at least match his thoughtfulness — outdoing him, she had accepted, was impossible.

After paying the hefty price for the duo, Miranda thanked Bill one last time before dragging Charlotte away from the drum set she had decided she wanted in the last ten minutes.

“You want to grab something to eat before we head home, babe?”

“Mmmmmhmmmm.” Charlotte smiled, looking up at Miranda. She was proud her mom had done so well in picking out her daddy’s gift. She was already desperate to tell him all about it and see his face when he opened it next week.

“Wendy’s or Cheesecake Factory?”

“Cheesecake Factory!!!” Charlotte replied immediately.

“That’s my girl.”

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“Daddy!!!!” Charlotte yelled, racing through the front door as Miranda lagged behind as she was weighed down with every single bag they had bought. The guitar case, however, she had left in the guest house. “We’re home!!!!”

Anderson chuckled, placing a sleeping Luna in her bassinet before walking over as fast as he could to pick Charlotte up into his arms.

“Hello, my baby!! Did you have fun?”

One look at her pink nose and flared nostrils and he knew she had had the best time.

“I missed you!”

“I missed you too!” he coo’d, his heart swelling when Charlotte cupped both his cheeks and left a smooch on his right one. Once her dad had returned the sentiment, the little girl happily settled her head on his strong shoulder as Anderson held her tight on his hip. She was still dressed in her winter attire which made her ten times heavier but that didn’t matter.

“Hey…” Miranda smiled, finally making it into their home. As she dropped the bags at the front door, she made a beeline for the man holding her tired baby.

With a little blonde’s head resting on his right shoulder and a tired Miranda’s resting on his left, his hands clutched around both their waists, he realized the reality of how much shopping wore them out. Within the hour he would be pinned down on the couch with both of them sleeping on him — and that wasn’t counting the sleeping seven-month-old.

“So what did y’all do?” he asked, figuring Charlotte would want to share her stories before she clocked out for the day.

“We picked up nana’s gift and that was super boring…” she began. “But then we went to find Santa’s present for you and then momma —“

“Charlotte!” Miranda interrupted. “That’s our little secret, remember?”

Anderson immediately cleared his throat.

“Mrs Miranda Anderson…we made a vow to never keep secrets from one another. I’m equally shocked and offended.”

“This is a secret worth keeping…” she winked. “And besides, secrets are a blonde’s best friend. Me and Charlotte have this one covered.”

Anderson peered as he looked at Miranda and then back at the babe still on his hip jokingly. He earned a laugh from Charlotte but Miranda simply rolled her eyes and went to see a sleeping Luna by the window where she always was. Delta Dawn was positioned at the bottom of the bassinet, sleeping alongside her favorite of the Anderson children.

“So what did you get me?” Anderson whispered in Charlotte’s ear. “I won’t tell, mom!”

“Well, we went to the —“

“Michael!!!!!!” Miranda immediately whipped her head around with a look in her eyes that her husband knew all too well. It was one he had encountered so many times it worried him. If anything could stop someone dead in their tracks, it was Miranda’s look of dissatisfaction. And if that wasn’t bad enough, yelling his full name was never a good sign. “I know what you’re doing! Charlotte, sweetie, ignore him.”

“Tell me later…” he whispered, tickling her sides to make her shriek. Of course he was kidding. He had no interest in discovering what his favorite blondes had bought him for Christmas. Ever since he had met his wife seven years ago, her reaction to his own shock on the special day was enough for him. He had experienced the joy on her face, followed by their first child’s and soon enough their second when she would be old enough to understand. Toying with them, however, was way more fun than he would admit.

Putting her little feet back firmly on the floor, Anderson took the outerwear off his daughter before he watched her toddle off to find Bellamy and tell him all the stories of her day. Turning his attention to his wife, he smiled when he saw her stroking Luna’s blonde tufts, watching her with intent as she slept.

“It seems like she enjoyed your girls’ day…”

Miranda closed her eyes as she let herself relax into her husband’s embrace as he gripped her from behind. Resting his chin on her shoulder, Miranda took ahold of the hands that were pressed against her stomach.

“We need to do it more often!” she admitted. “But all she harped on about all day was you and Luna…”

“She did?”

“She’s definitely just as much a daddy’s girl as she is a momma’s…” Miranda laughed.

“What are all those bags anyway? How many more gifts do I need to suffer through wrapping?”

“The big one is mom’s. Charlotte insisted on buying you everything we came across so that’ll be my job. You can look in the last one though: the red one.”

Stalking over, Anderson picked up the cherry colored bag. When he pulled out a matching Mr and Mrs Christmas pajama set, he raised his eyebrow.

“You never fail to impress me, Miranda.”

“We’ve got to keep the tradition going…” she reminded him. “Thelma ripping yours last year wasn’t going to stop us.”

Anderson laughed, remembering back to the previous year when their biggest dog had jumped up onto the couch a little too enthusiastically in a bid to cuddle a pregnant Miranda. Jumping to her and their unborn child’s defense, his co-ordinating Christmas pajamas his wife had bought the year Charlotte was born had paid the price.

“Look at the rest of it!”

Emptying the remnants of the plastic, Anderson uncovered Charlotte’s matching set along with a onesie for Luna.

“Damn do I love you…”

“I’m glad.”

Sauntering over to him, Miranda smirked as Anderson laid his hands on either side of her hips, his grip strong. She couldn’t resist placing her arms strategically around his neck, a habit she had developed over seven years ago. Looking up into his eyes, her feet raised slightly off of the ground so she could reach his lips, Miranda left her own to linger on his.

But she almost accidentally bit down as he swept her off the floor, her legs automatically wrapping around him. She didn’t say a word as Anderson sat down on the couch, Miranda still straddling him.

“You really do put Mrs Claus to shame, darlin’.”

“It’s a good job that I’m actually real then…” she winked, her tongue tracing her outline of her lips.

“Luna’s right over there!!” Anderson joked. “You’ll ruin her first Christmas! Hush!”

Pulling herself in closer to her husband, Miranda rolled her eyes before she let her lips reach out to his again. But instead of them simply pressed against his to bask in the simplicity of their passion, Anderson slipped his tongue into her mouth, his hands gripping her lower back. Miranda didn’t fight back as she kissed him deeply, her own hands making their way into his hair as she used her legs to ensure she was as close to him as possible.

Just as she was about to let out a groan of pleasure, Anderson pulled his lips back, his eyes fixated on whatever was behind her.

With her lips large and swollen, Miranda turned her head around to see Charlotte standing in front of them. She had her stuffed dog in her grip by the ear and her face resembled Miranda’s very own death glare.

“Y’all promised you wouldn’t do that in front of me no more!!!”

Anderson laughed, resisting the urge to slap Miranda’s ass as she climbed off his lap and bent down to Charlotte’s level.

“I was shutting daddy up because he keeps asking what we got him…” she lied.

“He does???”

“I do.” Anderson repeated, in a deeper voice. “And my girls aren’t telling me which means I gotta do this…”

Outstretching his arms and wiggling all of his fingers simultaneously, Charlotte shrieked, knowing what was coming.

“Oh no!!!!!!!” she yelled, running as fast as her toddler feet could carry her. “Mommy run!!!!”

Miranda joined in, screeching as she ran after Charlotte in a bid to hide from ‘the tickle monster’.

“He’s gonna get us!!!!”

As shrieks of toddler fun filled the farm, no Christmas there was ever going to be blue.

#apologies anon for ruining your idea #and to everyone for having to read that ending #but i hope you liked it lol

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stunnertv-blog · 5 years ago

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IPTV - Streaming TV on Android - New software for Android games, programs, widgets, etc.

Nowadays, almost everyone in the house has modern televisions that support broadcasting via the Internet, while most Internet providers also provide the opportunity to watch Internet TV using a separate protocol. The data stream is transmitted via the same cable and does not affect the speed of the Internet, however, it is impossible to play a picture on a PC or phone without a special application that supports this protocol.

IPTV is the most popular player that can not only play the stream itself, but also supports the playlists of your Internet provider, is able to update them independently, along with the TV program, and also knows a number of other functions. Among the most necessary and convenient are playback from the last viewed place, work with the two used playlist formats JTV, m3u and XSPF, as well as full functionality for working with them. This means that playlists are not only displayed but also grouping by lists by the specified provider, the ability to receive notifications, a TV program and independently configure the list are supported.

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wheresgeorgeat · 5 years ago

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Mid-Semester Break

Over the break, we got a bit of the work done in preparation for the studio presentation in week 7.

For our offering, we further developed the script and ideas for how the performance will run, in preparation for the full scale demo/mockup. We now have one complete variant of the script, and can later branch it out into multiple different variations to fit each object

(A full copy of the current revision of the script is at the bottom of the post [under “Keep Reading”])

For our group’s service role, we’ve mapped out the locations of each group onto the floor plans, and colour coded each area. This map is only for planning purposes, the map for use at the expo is going to be made after our group has head back from the advertising group, in order to know what style to adhere to.

- Tom

[Salespeople usher audience into seats, encourage audience to sign waiver]

[Once everyone is seated, show starts at a scheduled time]

[S comes out to stand in front of table]

S: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to today’s presentation. I’m sure you’re all excited to see today’s product, and trust me; the whole team at [companyname] is excited to show you.

S: I trust you’ve all signed the waiver, yes?

[pause for a few moments for audience response]

S: [Regardless of audience response (or lack of)] I’ll take that as a yes!

S: On offer today, we have a very product, but you’ll have to get your orders in quick folks; Our stocks are running out fast. Without further ado; let’s begin!

[S and A take their places behind the table, A looks “sad”]

S: [to audience] Has this ever happened to you?

[S places a cutout of a sleeping dog onto the table]

A: Man, having a pet sure is swell, but why does everyone keep telling me I have to feed him. What do you think, buster? [Silent pause while dog says nothing] A: Still having your nap, ol’ boy? Three months sure is a lot of sleeping to get up to.

[Silent pause while dog says nothing] S: Ya’ dog’s dead, buddy.

A: Gosh darnit, that just really sucks, y’know? I wish there was an easy way to have a cool and fun pet, without all the hassle of feeding or grooming it, and all at the low low price of only four easy payments of 49.90, plus shipping and handling.

S: [S slaps the dog off the table] Well wish no more, because I’m here to tell you about, “The Forever Friend”

A: The Forever Friend? Tell me more!

S: [S claps twice] Bring it out, boys!

[C brings out a very mysterious and large box, very carefully and nervously (exaggerate the body language)]

[S dons thick gloves as they talk, slowly opening the layers of boxes]

S: Well, the Forever Friend is an amazing companion for any busy person without the spare time to look after a - “standard” - pet. You’ll be the talk of the town, the bees knees, the hot stuff, as soon as they get a look at this lil guy.

[[S finally gets rock out of the containers, puts it on the table]]

A: Well he sure is a cute little guy, isn’t he?

S: He sure is folks, but looks aren’t the only thing he’s got going for himself. The forever friend’s a smart lil guy too, he’s great at tricks; Observe:

[S and A turn to the rock] S: Alright… Sit!

[rock does nothing for ~5 seconds]

S: Great work, how about… Lie down!

[rock does nothing for ~5 seconds]

S: Oof, what a stunner, now… [inhales]Play dead!

[rock does nothing for ~5 seconds]

A: [clapping] Bravo! Wow, I sure am amazed. What an amazing offer, I’d sure love to have one of these forever friends, but are they worth it? If only there was some kind of special offer included when you purchase.

S: Well then, you’ll be glad to hear about our special offer we have on. If you order within the next hour, you’ll get the exclusive accessory kit.

[S procures a tray with a set of accessories for the rock, and places it onto the table.]

[As each item is discussed, it is held up to the rock]

S: Included is, the safety helmet [pause] Good idea...

S: The pirate hat: [pause] Scary!~

S: And, the bowtie: [pause] What a charmer.

A: Wow, these accessories are all so amazing!

S: Well be amazed further; If you’re one of the first fifty to order, we’ll double our offer. That’s right; Two Forever Friends, plus two of our exclusive accessory kit, all for the same low price!

S: And we’ll even throw in a free steam mop!

A: Wow, how could anyone pass up an offer that great?

S: They couldn’t! And if you’re still not convinced, why don’t you listen to what our satisfied customers have said about the forever friend!

S: He’s what Steven from Rotorua had to say:

[C speaks from backstage, and in the same voice every time]

C: “I just love my forever friend, best purchase I ever made”

S: And here’s Mike from Taranaki: C: “The forever friend listens to all my stories”

S: Mary from Queensland had something to say: C: “I couldn’t live without my forever friend”

S: And here’s Joe’s take on it:

C: “It’s good”

A: Wow, what a great testimony to the quality of this product.

S: I’ll say! Now, did you know the forever friend as also the perfect companion to hold and pet?

S: Why don’t you pick the lil’ fella up? [A begins to pick up the rock, then as S talks, reaches out to pet it] S: Now as you see here folks - he’s completely harmless [A interups S at the -] A: [Falling to the ground in pain and clutching hand] OH GOD! IT BIT ME! JESUS CHRIST! [etc.] [S is shaken, loses ‘showman’ guise] S: Oh god, [A], are you alright? Can I get some help here? Stay with me [A]

[C come out from backstage and establish a perimeter with cones and tape, then drag away, before finally recontaining the rock]

S: ALRIGHT! Everyone just STAY calm! We’re going to need you to exit in an orderly fashion [etc.]

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jugggheadjoness · 8 years ago

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the parent trap pt3 // archie andrews

The Parent Trap (3/12)

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Summary-Archie and (Y/N) separate, splitting their twin daughters between them. What happens when ten years later, the pair seem to be reunited in a twist of fate at summer camp

A/N-I made Jughead British, I’m sorry!!! I know it takes his character away but I needed it for the story, I hope you guys are enjoying this!!!! Pls let me know what you thought of this part, thx me babes!

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As Amelia looked through Aria trunk in search of the peanut butter, her eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar face hidden within the pile. “Hey, Aria?” Amelia spoke, catching Aria’s attention.

“What’s up, Lia?”

“I came across this picture and I don’t want to be nosy but do you know who it is?” In Amelia’s hands was a half ripped picture of a red haired man, the exact picture she had dear to her.

“My mum gave that to me when I was five, she says it’s my father.” Aria looked down at her hands, not wanting to meet Amelia’s confused eye.

“You’re lying to me.” Amelia accused, causing Aria’s heart to break at the accusation. In a short amount of time, she had grown close to her doppelgänger.

“I don’t know his name, I don’t where he is, I don’t know who he is but I know my mum and I know my uncle Jughead and I know they wouldn’t lie to me about my father. Yes, they’re protective of me but they wouldn’t lie to me about who my father is.”

“It’s just, it’s just that’s a picture of my dad.” Amelia said, possession clear in her voice.

The duo stayed silent for what seemed to be hours, neither one knowing what to say to make the atmosphere lighter.

“Happy birthday Aria!” Betty greeted the young red haired girl with a grin that made Aria feel at ease. “You’re such a big girl now.”

“But auntie Betty! It’s not my birthday, it’s my mummy’s!” but still Aria spun around to show off her summer dress as if it was her birthday. (Y/N) watched from the distance as her best friend and daughter bonded and laughed. Jughead and Veronica by her side. A sudden shift in the trio caught Aria’s attention.

“I’ve got something for you. I know, you didn’t want us to spend anything but once I saw it, I couldn’t resist.” Veronica clapped “Look how beautiful it is!” She opened the velvet box to show (Y/N) the golden heart necklace she had picked out earlier that day.

“Veronica, I-I can’t accept that. I mean you flew out here, that’s enough for me.”

“I couldn’t stand not being with you on your birthday and I wanted to make your day extra special. Accept the locket and open it up.”

(Y/N) finally surrendered to her raven haired best friend. Taking the velvet box in her hand and gently lifting the heart necklace inside. She opened it with caution. The necklace looked so delicate, she didn’t want it to break.

“The suspense is killing me,” Jughead interrupted the silence “I want to know what’s inside.”

Rolling her eyes at her brother, she finally opened the locket and was met with a picture of Archie and Amelia inside. “Veronica, y-you didn’t have to.”

“(Y/N), I wanted to, so now come here and let me put it on you.”

Pushing (Y/N)’s hair to the side and wrapping the necklace around her, Veronica watched as (Y/N) bit back tears. “I got a necklace so they’ll be right by your heart.”

“You’re the baby in the picture in my mum’s locket!” Aria gasped “It wasn’t me, it was you! That’s what auntie Veronica meant when she said ‘so they’ll be right by your heart.’ She was talking about you and your, no, our father.”

“Let’s say we are related, why have we not been made aware by anyone of the other?”

“I don’t know Amelia, there must’ve been a reason.”

Amelia sighed, looking up to Aria. She couldn’t process it all, ever since she could remember she wondered why her mom wasn’t around but Aria was right, there must’ve been a reason. Amelia sprung up from her seat and rushed over to her trunk, searching for something that could solve this.

“Aria, that picture, it’s ripped. Maybe this is the other half.” Amelia held the picture out, placing it directly in front of Aria’s face.

“Melia, that’s too close for anyone to actually see.” Aria said playfully “Show me the picture from an acceptable distance.”

Amelia moved her arm back and let Aria scan the ripped picture. Aria ran to her bed and picked the picture up, placing it to the right of Amelia’s. “Does this answer your question?” Aria raised her eyebrow “Amelia, we’re sisters.”

Amelia stayed quiet, glancing down at the floor, unsure of what to say. Questions ran through her mind, making it hard for words to come out. Why had her mother left her? Why did her parents separate? And why didn’t her dad tell her about Aria?

“Tell me about our dad, what’s his name? Is he everything mum has described him to be?”

Archie shivered as the cold hit him, even during winter, Riverdale was never that cold. “Remind me again why I let you two Brits drag me to England with you?”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at Archie before grabbing his hand and dragging him out of the airport to her grandparents.

“(Y/N)! Darling! How have you been?” her grandmother greeted “And who is this stunner?”

“I’ve missed you too grandmother!” Jughead retorted, wrapping his arms around her.

“Yeah, yeah, miss you too.” she playfully smacked his arms off her. “How are you, Archie? Taking good care of my little angel?”

“I’ve been good, thank you Mrs.Jones and you know it, Mrs.Jones. Always have and always will.”

“Listen to me son when I say you’re still too young for ‘always will’, once (Y/N) moves back over here, you’ll find some other girl and act as if she never existed.” Edward, (Y/N)’s grandfather, spoke.

“Grandad! Stop! You’ve known Archie as long as I have and you know he isn’t like that!” (Y/N) defended. “Anyways, me and Jug are taking him sight-seeing! We’ll be home for dinner, I promise.”

“Jug and I, not me and Jug.” Josephine, (Y/N)’s grandmother, corrected “You kids have fun. Just make sure (Y/N) is back home alive before 7pm.”

Archie looked down at (Y/N) with a smile plastered across his face. She could barely sit still. He thought back to when she begged him to join her and Jughead on their visit to her grandparents. He knew that she loved her grandparents more than anything and he also knew that they treated her as if she was the most valuable thing going.

“I’m guessing Mr.Jones isn’t fond of me.” Archie sighed as the trio sat at the back of the sightseeing tourbus.

“Don’t take it personally, Andrews. He’s not very fond of me either.” Jughead remarked. “Grandfather isn’t very fond of anyone who isn’t (Y/N) or Grandmother.”

“Mum loves her grandmother. She’s always with her. Grandmother actually told me of the story of when our dad came to visit them for the first time as mum’s boyfriend!“ Aria grinned “Great-Grandfather wasn’t fond of the idea of uncle Jughead’s best friend dating mum. He’s very protective over us.”

“So mom’s grandparents are still alive?” Amelia raised her eyebrow, to which Aria nodded her head as a response.

“Mom’s family seem amazing. I’d love to meet uncle Jughead!” Amelia looked to Aria for her response, expecting Aria to frown at her hint but instead she was greeted with a grin.

“Crazy idea, I know, but what if we swapped places?”

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