#Fixin’ Our Eyes On Jesus

[spiritoldies]

Paul Thorson - Fixin' Our Eyes On Jesus 1978

Dear Mom And Dad, (I’m Born Again) Call His Name Faith To Faith What A Beautiful Day Can You Thank Him Fixin’ Our Eyes On Jesus Like A Lamp Can Ya Give Me A Buck I Am Song No. 103 (Ps. 103, 105)

[carbonfiction]

Hello 🥰🥰

Popping in to say, I love your writing 💜

I’m very new to falling in love with Frank Castle, seeing him introduced in Daredevil season two and I’m just swooning.

Thinking about him coming home, all banged up, but that’s nothing new. Your first aid kit has gotten pretty extensive. And he likes how soft your hands are, cleaning cuts, applying butterfly bandages. Jokes that maybe you should “kiss it better”, rolling your eyes and telling him that he’s barely stopped bleeding, but he doesn’t care, pulling you into his lap and telling you that you’re his favorite kinda medicine…and man is so handssyyyy

Hi hello welcome!! Thank you so much, im so so glad you enjoy my stuff! <3

Honestly the swooning of him in Daredevil is so real bc our man is looking fiiiiiine- shabby and sad in that uniquely frank way, but visually.. So goddamn beautiful anyway. Truly missed seeing him so much.

But you are SO right! He absolutely is softening the blow of him coming home hurt by trying to joke or get touchy. Hands grabbing at your waist beneath your clothes or drifting until his thumbs sit beneath your bra. Even while often bleeding from somewhere and bruised black n blue.

Yet it never ever stops you from letting him tug you close; even when you grumble at him for it.

Because Its those moments that Frank holds you like your the one bleeding. Standing between his legs or sat perched pretty on his lap.

He’s hurt sure, its visible and Jesus Christ Frank is it real, but it doesn’t phase him anymore- not after everything. You however? He sees the wall you try to build, the breath you take to steel yourself at the sight of him so banged up. Sometimes even limping through the door.

You love him regardless of those nights, how could you not? but he can always see what it causes you, see the hurt you feel for him. Its never pitty exactly, more that same pain from a bloodied bullet wound or a knifes gash that etches on your face. eyebrows cutely pinched and lips softly pouted as you insist on helping patch up.

Frank even watches the way you flinch for him, Visibily a little woozy as you hold the needle and thread for stitches in between trembling fingers. Forehead creased and nose scrunched just slightly, while he just watches, silent. The sharp pull and tug of fresh stitches hurting you more than him.

Yet the care of how you're taking it always shows in the way coos at you, grunted whispers of praise and guidance serving as a distraction to occasional sniffles.

“Atta girl, doin good.”

“Needs another stich, you see that spot right there? Good girl”

“best damn doc around, you know that sweetheart? Fixin me up real good”

"think a kiss would solve that one? No? You sure bout that doc? Heard kisses are the best medicine for that kinda thing.."

“big breaths yeah? Almost done. Proud of you”

"Who needs a hospital when you are this good? Givin em a run for their money sweetheart; ever thought of switchin career paths?"

And after? When blood has poured down the drain and his wounds are cleaned; skin stitched and holes packed? he hold you, like it was all inflicted on your body instead of his.

Large frame always pressed agasint yours in some way. Legs tangled or hands held. Once bloodied and most definetly bruised, but warm, safe. Home for another night, even if those pills he's began to hide helps dull the throb that extra bit.

But you dont have to know about those, no.. Not when hes got the best medicine around in you.

[just-here-for-the-moment]

File 07: Subject_Polaroids in the Ladies room

Declassified HR Files Series Masterlist - a collaboration between @driedgreentomatoes and @just-here-for-the-moment

@anxiousandboujee Thank you SO MUCH for bringing this rumor to our attention. It really helped @driedgreentomatoes and I keep our eyes peeled as we dug through the first box of files! XOXO -JHFTM

Summary: Champ uncovers incriminating evidence Warnings: Jack has no shame

--- From: champ@statesman.internal To: whiskey@statesman.internal Date: August 25, 2010 2:01 PM Subject: Polaroids in the Ladies room

Jack,

I received some information that I found quite upsetting, about a situation which I’m sure you know is not professional. This morning someone found several “graphic” pictures of you. They were found in the 7th floor ladies room, tucked inside the feminine products dispenser. Not only were the Polaroids in question fairly obscene, but your personal home number was written on the back of each one.

I’m madder than a wet hen. Would you care to explain just what the hell you were thinking?

//Champ -------------------- From: whiskey@statesman.internal To: champ@statesman.internal Date: August 25, 2010 3:17 PM Re: Polaroids in the Ladies room

I was WONDERING where those had gone to! Last I saw them, they were in the hands of that pretty little accounting clerk who ran off. I just thought she took them for souvenirs, although that does explain the phone calls I’ve been getting all summer.

Can I have them back?

JACK -------------------- From: champ@statesman.internal To: whiskey@statesman.internal Date: August 25, 2010 3:26 PM Re: Polaroids in the Ladies room

No. You cannot have them back.

You mean to tell me you didn’t know they were up there? And that you were getting obscene phone calls all summer on your home phone, AND you didn’t think to report to me that you may have been compromised?

//Champ -------------------- From: whiskey@statesman.internal To: champ@statesman.internal Date: August 25, 2010 4:09 PM Re: Polaroids in the Ladies room

No, sir, I did not know they were there. And I don’t think a few dozen horny women calling me to giggle and talk about my assets counts as obscene, or being compromised.

JACK -------------------- From: champ@statesman.internal To: whiskey@statesman.internal Date: August 25, 2010 4:18 PM Re: Polaroids in the Ladies room

A few DOZEN? Jesus, Jack. I’m fixin’ to have a heart attack here. The minute someone you don’t know calls your personal line, you should be reporting everything to me.

//Champ -------------------- From: whiskey@statesman.internal To: champ@statesman.internal Date: August 25, 2010 4:33 PM Re: Polaroids in the Ladies room

You want me to report everything we talked about? Even all the phone sex?

JACK -------------------- From: champ@statesman.internal To: whiskey@statesman.internal Date: August 25, 2010 4:38 PM Re: Polaroids in the Ladies room

NO. You keep that to yourself, thank you very much. The Polaroids have been shredded.

Please don’t have any more “private photo sessions” with your girlfriends in the future, especially if you’re going to piss them off.

//Champ ---

<<File 06 : File 08>>

--- @anaaaispunk @justanotherblonde23 @gracie7209 @nicolethered @honestly-shite @driedgreentomatoes @dihra-vesa @1800-fight-me @the-queen-of-fools @juletheghoul @kesskirata @honeymandos @silverwolf319 @mourningbirds1 @greeneyedblondie44 @spacedilf @maxwell--lord @anxiousandboujee @cevvie @quica-quica-quica @sherala007 @writeforfandoms @libellule2001 @elegantduckturtle @lagoona89 @halalinstreetsharaminsheets

[captain-krow-drozdov]

~Excerpts From My Latest Nightmare~

________

Me, in the cab of a car(truck?) in a dark ass fresh rain style wet parking garage with some dude in the driver's seat: Why The Fuck Are We In A Parking Garage Located In A Gods Damned Void?????

Guy, messing with some piece of equipment: We are here to investigate the supposed haunting of this place by a murder victims ghost oooo~

Me: Ah Of Course Why Would I Think Anything Else. Mmmhmm Totally Normal Friday Night Activity, Does Anyone Perchance Know Of Our Nightly Escapade Or Are We Fixin To Be A Buzzfeed Unsolved Case?

Guy: Stop being so paranoid we're going to be fine, now c'mon we got a haunting to investigate!

_______

Me and the Guy™ stopping for the first time in what feels like forever in this hell abyss: Listen Let's Just Go Home We Can Get Pizza And Watch A Movie Back At The House Or Somethin.

Guy: no we haven't been here that long let's just explore a bit-

Random ass baseball doing two little stutter bounces out of the shadows and rolling to a stop between Me and the Guy:

Me and the Guy, stare at the ball then to where it came from then look at each other: ...

Me, turning on my heel and speed walking back in the direction of the car: Nope Fuck That Stay Here And Die If You Want But I'm Going Home.

Guy, picking up the godforsaken ball and running after Me laughing: Dude it's prolly just some kids fuckin around it's fine!

Me, speed walking back to the car: If You Don't Start Acknowledging The Obvious Paranormal Bullshit That's Been Happening Imma Kill You And Make This Place Double Haunted.

______

Me and the Guy back in the car after I lock the doors: Cool Let's Leave.

Guy, in driver's seat checking camera: yeah hold on lemme just check the footage

Me: You Can Check The Video At Home Let's GO.

Guy, annoyed putting stuff away: fuck fine let's go.

Guy turns on car/truck the lights blaring on as somethin fuck off big sized moves in the darkness:

Me: Mmm Fuck That Go Go Go If Something Gets Infront Of Us HIT IT Do Not Stop Just Drive!

Guy: I'm not just gonna hit it what if it's just a person Jesus stop being so paranoid!

Me: Mother Fucker I Swear-!

Cab lights in the car/truck start flickering, radio starts playing and scrolling rapidly through stations as all the lights and warning noises start going off all at once in a sensory overload hell:

Me and the Guy start cursing each other/the world out and trying to get shit to work before everything goes completely black and suddenly we are outside the parking garage on the main road and the car is working fine again:

Guy out of breath white knuckling the steering wheel: holy shit we're alive??? Fuck I didn't get that on video!

Me, damn near hyperventilating: Fuck The Video Fuck That Place Let's G O.

Guy, calling down and buckling his seatbelt: alright shit fine okay just buckle up and we're gone.

Me, lifting my already buckled seat belt up with my thumb in an "already ahead of you" way before looking up in the rear view mirror only to see a reflection of a person/humanoid with glowing eyes in the backseat: FUCK-

Humanoid thing in backseat lurches forward with it's mouth unhinged and I assume dream Me and Guy fuckin died cause I woke up.

[myheroaizawashota]

[Southern wives part 2??? Heck yes!! I think Toshinori would be the CUTEST with a small little southern lover. A small little five foot southern woman who’s a spitfire like Reba McEntire who can cook like Paula Dean and who’s got sex appeal like Dolly Parton! Haha someone who just grabs Yagis heart and makes him weak in the knees! Maybe we’ll finish the trend and do a Present Mic x Souther wife reader haha @heroes-r-us ]

America, a land of grest diversities. The country always appealed to Toshinori, even from a young age. Spending his glory years between the great states of America, he often found himself compelled with the culture. It always astounded him how vastly different each state was. He’d spent time in California and in states like Michigan. From New Hampshire to Texas, the man had traveled to just about every coast of the widely known country, praised for their blend of strong traditions. Though out of every region he’s visited, even the west coast, one of his favorites was the south. It held such a deep heritage and held some of the richest subculture. From the flavor driven foods, to the charming atmosphere each of the southern states held, the man was captivated. It was no shock that when he returned to Japan, he’d bought a little piece of the states back with him. It seemed like the culture of south wasn’t the only thing the Japanese hero had fallen in love with while visiting over seas. All those years ago, he fell in love with you.

You were patient and sweet as the pies you crafted while also being headstrong and as fierce as a coyote in a chicken coop. His love for you was passionate and wild, like driving 90 down the freeway with the top of your car down and the radio blasting. If you asked the symbol of hope and peace, he’d tell just about anyone he knew from the first time he met you that you were the girl he would marry. Even after all these years, it still made you blush. It was moments sweet like those that made everything you’ve gone through worth the while. Holding such a high price on his head, the number one pro hero always kept your love hidden away from everyone. ”I would never be able to forgive myself if a villain came after you because of who I am Y/N.“

You could understand your husbands protective nature. Being seen out with him would cause a far bigger problem in your relationship than anything, so you agreed to keep your love under wraps. You were understanding when the pro left home without his wedding band daily, and when the pro acted as if he was unattached to anyone romantically. It hurt, but you understood it was all only to protect you. Though when the keepers of fate wrapped their stings around your husband, claiming the entirety of his left side and an immense amount of his power, things began to change. Soon enough being All Might became a different face from being Toshinori Yagi. Unable to maintain a steady body weight from the devisteting wound to his body, the pro hero quickly became unnoticeable to the public while his quirk was dormant in his body. This man put you in constant worry every time he left the house. Knowing that his quirk ate a massive amount of energy, weakening his body and injuring him, you couldn’t help but worry constsntly.

You never just sat by with your hands under your rear waiting to know he was okay though. Hell even if you were as quirkless as a new born baby, it didn’t stop you from helping your husband out the best you could, supporting him on all fronts. You’d make sure he didn’t over push his limits and giving him one hell of an ass chewin’ when he did. In these days, you were his rock. Some days he couldn’t believe that you still loved him as much as you did. He was proud to have you as his partner. Long after his looks had faded, the face of all might being nothing more then a costume for the crowds, you remained. Well after his strength had left him, the little embers of his quirk fueling the short burst of power he could scrape up, you still stood by his side. You never stopped caring about that foolish reckless man, he was your husband after all.

That’s why when he was late to dinner, you couldn’t help but stand an inch away from a duck fit. “It is nearly seven at night, where in the lords good name is that man? He is really tryin’ my patience tonight” you mumble, undoing the apron around your waist and draping it casually over the back of your chair. You wandered your way over towards your phone, you giving his a ring.

After the thrid or so he picked up the phone, his tone soft and hushed. “I know i know I’m late for dinner, i lost track of time with Young Midoriya. He’s making great progress, I guess I kind of lost my head about how late it was getting.”

Pinching the bridge of your nose you gave a tested sigh “you are one blessed man Toshinori Yagi, you’re lucky I love that rump of yours. Hurry up and get yourself home, dinner is done. I made your favorite.”

You could all but hear the smile in his voice when he responded back with “chicken fried steak?”

You couldnt help the grin that tugged it’s way across your lips. “With all the fixings. Biscuits and gravy with tatters on the side.”

His stomach all but growled at the thought of that, well if he had one he was sure it’d be growling at the idea. He watched as midoriya continue to swing his leg out, winds tunneling around him from the strength of his kicks. He was proud of that boy, every day he worked harder to reach his goal. He’d make a fine hero one day. “I’ll wrap things up shortly dear, I’ll be home soon, I’ve got to before midoriya notices me on the phone.” He whispered quickly hanging up.

You rolled your eye. That man was something else. As time continued to roll past, it now seven thirty, your husband still wasn’t home. You were madder than a box of frogs. Huffing up a storm, you packaged the food up, setting it into three nicely kept bento boxes. “When I get down there, that man better be prayin’ to Jesus. He’s about ready to get my damn boot up his ass...” you grumbled as you gathered the food and left your home.

It wasn’t as if Toshi was near home training either. You dragged yourself all the way down to the beach, those typically sweet lips of yours pulled into one fierce pout. Lord help this man, for he was about to be begging for forgiveness. It was late at night, no one else was around but you your husband and his predecessor. Storming the beach, you couldn’t help the heat bubbling in your stomach. Never mess with a southern woman, and never be late for a meal. “I’m so mad with you right now I could chew up a whole box o’ nails and spit out a barbed fence.”

Toshinoris shoulders hunched as he slowly ran a hand through the messy strands of blond hair that stuck out at the back of his head. “I’m in a lot of trouble aren’t I?”

“Oh you bet your bottom dollar you are.” You looked fiercesome. Hell you looked madder then a wet hen. You had a look on your face that could scare even the rowliest of bulldogs. “Your fixin’ to find your rear end on the couch tonight. You’re lucky I love you so much, or I would let you starve” you huff handing the rail thin man a box of food. “Since y’all clearly won’t be done anytime soon, please don’t rush on my account.”

Toshinori couldn’t help but feel guilty. He knew dinner was an important part of the day as a family. It was were the two of spent time together discussing your days and enjoying each other’s company. He looked at the meal in his hands, those hollowed blue eyes of his apologetic as he stared back at you. He was about to say something when the child claimed by your husband as his successor spoke out, pulling the attention toward him. “all might- hey all might!” He shouted running his way closer from the distance, panic setting into his eyes when he saw you standing there. “uH UH IM JUST KIDDING THIS ISNT ALL MIGHT” he nervously laughed looking up at his mentor with large eyes begging for forgiveness.

“Kid, relax...its okay..” your husband sighed, his frail but large palm resting on the boys shoulder.

The small boy balled his fist, tucking them to his chest as he looked between you and your husband. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but he sensed that you were someone his teacher knew. He listened and watched as you folder your arms across your chest, shifting your body weight as you glared your lover down. “You drive me up crazy some days ya know...I spend all day frettin’ over if your okay or not. If ya weren’t gonna be home for dinner you could have gave me a call. God went and gave ya ten fingers and two hands. Coulda’ used them to let me know you’d be running late.”

The boys eye went wide, his stomach dropping as shock spread across his features “all might do you know this woman?” He asked, teeth digging into his lip in anticipation. Was this all mights wife! He couldn’t believe it! An American girl, how long have they been married? Did they have kids! No he’d have known that, the world would have, but if he was married wouldn’t the world know that too? Midoriya babbled to himself, unaware his inner thoughts soon became outter thoughts. It wasn’t until his teacher slammed the side of his hand down on the top of his head that he stopped his frantic speaking. “Sorry....”

“Gez, we gotta work on that kid. That never gets any less creepy. I want you to listen closely to me Young Midoriya. What I am about to tell you can never be shared or repeated. As my successor, our lives are now connected as one. Much like the secret of our shared quirk, promise you will never speak this to anyone. It’s dire that you agree.” Now that toshinoris power was nearing its end, it was important more than ever that no body else know the knowledge that was about to be passed on to the child in front of him.

Lips pressed together, fist clenched now at his side, midoriya gave a solid nod in agreement. Toshinori could tell by the look in the boys eyes he was serious about this bond of trust, he releasing the breath he’d been unintentionally holding. Softly sliding his free hand into yours, he innertwined your finger together squeezing your hand softly. “Midoriya i would like you to meet my wife, Y/N.”

Shocked by your husbands full trust in the boy, you stood blinking for a moment. Never before had toshinori introduced you to anyone as his wife. It fluttered your chest. The small boy all but fell to the ground in shock, he bowing immediately “ITS VERY NICE TO MEET YOU IM SO SORRY I KEPT ALL MIGHT BUSY” He apologized, words flying past his lips at a million miles an hour.

He was a bit high strong, but he was cute. The passion in his eyes, the way he looked so determined. It reminded you a lot of your husband. You couldn’t help but give a soft laugh, shaking your head. ”Aw hell, I guess I can’t be too mad. It ain’t exactly your fault. Someone shoulda kept a check on that time, not that I’m gonna go throwin fingers at anyone.”

Toshinori couldn’t help but smile, eyes casting down at the floor as he rubbed at the back of his neck. You smiled and handed one of the remaining boxes over to Midoriya “now I ain’t to sure your gonna like it, but I figured with the way this one trains you’ve gotta be hungrier than a hippo right now. Why don’t you two take a break and we get our feed on. I hear quite a bit about you young man, but I think I’d like to know a lil more about you myself.”

The boys cheeks flushed red, as did his mentor, you giving a laugh. The three of you walked back towards a set of benches, eating as your husband explained how the two of you met, how you fell in love, and his reasons as to why you’ve been hidden from the public. The boy was inquisitive, his eyes bright as he learned more about his idol than he’d ever hoped to know. You watched as both boys scarfed their food down, toshinori giving you a soft kiss to the lips. “I won’t be out much later, I promise this time. Thank you for bringing us dinner.”

Midoriya face was red, as he pulled the brim of his shirt up past his nose. This was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. “Yeah yeah, don’t get all used to it. Next time I’m draggin’ your ass home by the ear if I gotta. Don’t y’all make me come back out here! It was nice meetin’ you Izuku. Don’t be a stranger, now that ya know the truth, feel free to drop on by and say hello! You’re always welcome at ours anytime. Maybe then I won’t have to drag dinner all the way to the beach” you laughed. “You two enjoy yourself now, ya hear? I’ll see you at home Toshi, I love you”

You made your way back to the car, humming at your lovers response, snickering to yourself. “I love you too....come on kid, let’s get back to work. We’ll go for a little while longer and then we should get you home or I’m going to get myself into trouble all over again...my couch isn’t comfortable.”

[peterkayscarshare]

Life in the Slow Lane Chapter 3 by OvertheRainbow

She hated arguments. Mainly because she was completely rubbish at them. She couldn’t do confrontation and inevitably ended up in tears within minutes. This time was no exception. It didn’t help that her journey back to Mandy’s had been to the soundtrack of Forever FM’s “Sunday Love Connection With DJ Danny Love”. The whole thing was cheesier than an extra large Margarita Pizza, with stuffed crust, cheese bites, cheesy garlic bread and maybe a fondue thrown in for good measure. She’d held it together through Van Halen’s “Why Can’t This Be Love?” but by the time the late great Whitney Houston had finished belting out the first chorus of “All The Man That I Need”, played with “All my love always” from Leanne in Oldham to Richie in Southport, she was a blubbing mess. That it triggered her memory of John, on their first official “date”, telling her about his dedication to her, that she’d missed by moments, really didn’t help her situation. Try as she might, she found it impossible to be angry with him. Frustrated yes but angry, no. Even if he could never bring himself to fully open up and give her any more than they currently had, even if he could never actually say the word “love”, preferring to make hints and coded references, even if this “thing” was never going to work out, even if he was destined to break her heart beyond any and all repair, it was his to break. It always would be and that was that. 

 As she finally parked up in front of the house that never really felt like home, Kayleigh took a moment to compose herself. Steve was in his usual location, doing exactly what he always did. Rain, hail or shine. Mandy was on the front step next to a large ladder, looking exasperated, gesticulating wildly and intermittently pointing up at the Christmas lights, which had been hanging precariously from the roof for the better part of a year. As Mandy’s tone varied from a “not in front of the neighbours” whisper, to a socially acceptable outdoor voice, to a full on bollocking, Kayleigh caught the general gist of the conversation, even from inside the car. It was best summed up by Mandy’s final, very audible declaration, “You’re a useless dickhead!” Mandy never had any qualms about venting a sense of anger in her relationship. Throughout the entire tirade, Steve had remained his usual sanguine self. Saying nothing and wiping a spanner on his oil stained shirt. She’d never fully understood the dynamic between her sister and Steve. Mandy had the Kitson feisty gene. Steve was utterly passive to the point of comatose. She wasn’t entirely sure how her sister hadn’t strangled him, or died of boredom by now and yet, somehow it just worked for them. She knew how this latest incident would play out. Steve would leave Mandy to “simmer down”, then eventually fix the lights, at his own pace and in his own time. He’d give Mandy a cuddle, whisper something doubtless filthy in her ear, she’d giggle and smack him on the backside and before long, they’d be disappearing up the stairs. Kayleigh would settle on the sofa with a brew, open her iPad, load up Netflix and put her headphones on. All while contemplating yet another night alone in that tiny box room with a cross trainer, 36 pairs of shoes, a set of Babyliss Crimpers and a plastic heart shaped lamp for company. At least now she could add in another pair of shoes, yippee. Steve tapped on the passenger side window, “You gettin’ out sometime today or what?” “You fixin’ those lights sometime this year, you lazy sod?” came her terse reply as she opened the drivers side door. “Don’t you start. I’ve already had it off your sister”. “I know. I heard. I‘m guessin’ they could probably hear it in Dundee!” “Yeah well, Mandy’s got no volume control.” “She’s got more bloody patience than I’d have, that’s for sure. You said you were takin’ them down the day after New Years! They’ve been hanging up there like an afterthought ever since. They almost came down entirely after that bad weather last month.” By now Kayleigh had retrieved her bags from the car and was heading up the driveway. Steve was still surveying their “festive light display”. “I don’t know. Maybe we should leave ‘em as they are. They look like...what do they call it?… shabby chic”. “They look like shabby shit. Mandy’s right. Get ‘em fixed”, with that Kayleigh went inside, leaving Steve to resume his avoidance of the inevitable.

 As she entered the hallway she could hear Mandy “negotiating” with Chloe and Alfie over the evening’s dinner options, “We’re having a roast!” “We want chicken dippers!” “I want a fortnight in St Lucia, all inclusive but it’s not gonna happen.” “It’s not fair!” “No you’re right. Unlike many others, you’re going to bed tonight with full stomachs and a roof over your heads. It really isn’t fair.” “Yeah but we won’t have chicken dippers!” “Your suffering is noted. I’ll call Simon Cowell, see if One Direction want to reform for a benefit gig.” “So, can we have them then?” “Eh...let me think about it...no.” “Muuummmm” “Chlooooeeeee. Both of you, zip it. We’re having a roast dinner. Any more complaints and it’ll be with extra veggies and no Yorkshire’s.” That appeared to do the trick and the pair retreated in defeat. Kayleigh smiled at her exasperated sister. “One of those days?” “Let’s just say it didn’t improve after you left. Sometimes it feels as though I’m tryin’ to manage three kids.” Looking at her bags Mandy asked, “D’ya get what you wanted?” Now there was a question. “I got some shoes and a couple of bits”. “Well then. Let’s see!” Kayleigh produced her purchases to much ooing and ahhing from her sister. “Those shoes will make your legs look incredible! You’ll knock John dead!” Kayleigh’s reaction, or rather lack of it, spoke volumes. “Oh no. Please tell me you haven’t gone and binned him off.” “No! Course not! We just had a difficult conversation earlier.” “Define “difficult””. “I sort of, off loaded on him. I was feeling frustrated and I did exactly what I always hate. I just let it all build up and then got stroppy with him. I don’t think he had a clue what was going on, I didn’t even give him a chance and it all just spiralled out of control. I’m ruining everything!” Suddenly Kayleigh burst into tears. Mandy immediately rushed over and embraced her sister, “Aw, sweetheart.” As she offered what comfort she could amid the loud sobs, Alfie wandered through the hall and declared, “See! Even Auntie Kayleigh wants chicken dippers.” Mandy’s response was swift, “She’s crying because I’ve just told her what’s going to happen if you mention them again!” Kayleigh found herself laughing despite herself. “Listen, I’ve got a roast on. Needless to say, our resident food critics approve. It’ll be an hour or so yet. Why don’t you have a lie down. I’ll give you a shout when it’s ready.” “Thanks Mand.” “You really do need to talk to him Kayleigh. This isn’t fair on either of you. You need to explain your feelings and try to get some answers and he needs a chance to understand you and give his side of things.” “I’ll give him a call after dinner.” “Good idea. It would be such a shame to throw it all away when the two of you just need to get on the same page.” “You’re right sis. I can’t lose him because of this. You know, talking’s always been so easy for us. We’ve never done awkward silences. Now we’ve found the one topic that’s guaranteed to be a conversation killer and it’s the one thing we actually need to talk about.” “Well, get some rest and then take on the unspeakable Wonder Woman.” “I’ll fetch me golden lasso and cuffs.” “Now that’ll definitely do the trick.” Mandy grinned and Kayleigh headed up the stairs in the hope that a quick snooze might help her formulate a plan.

 “Christ! Take it easy Lewis Hamilton!” John exclaimed, as he swayed precariously in the front passenger seat. “I thought you wanted to get there quickly, Miss Daisy!” “I do! I’d just rather it wasn’t in a bloody body bag.” “Can I assume we’re not heading to Bury for you to have a long overdue booty call.” “Not unless it involves her sticking her boot up me arse.” “Well, if that’s how you like it. I make no judgement. Each to their own.” John gave Jim some vicious side eye. “Where’s your sense of humour these days?” “I’m just finding it hard to laugh at the general fuck up that my life has become.” “I thought we sorted this back at Big Bob’s. You love her, you want her, you just need to get over feelin’ awkward and you can crack on.” “You make it sound so easy”. “It is John. You keep on makin’ it complicated and you may as well forget it. Have you ever actually told Kayleigh how you feel about her?” “She knows. She’s got to.” “How? She a mind reader on the sly?” “I wrote her a song for Christ’s sake! It was all about hearts and journeys and colours and shit and I meant every word of it too. What more does she want!?” “Hearts and journeys and colours?” “Yeah, you know, she walked away with me heart, made my journey through life lonely and turned my world to colour from black and white, that sort of thing.” “You’re no Gary Barlow mate.” “That’s not what she said.” “Yeah, well she’s your number one fan.” “You make her sound like a friggin stalker!” “Has it ever occurred to you that maybe she doesn’t want theatrics and riddles. Maybe she just wants to hear you say the word.” “What word?” “LOVE! You bloody idiot!” Why does that matter so much!” “Because it’s a small word that’s about as big as it gets. It doesn’t mean “Iike”, it doesn’t mean “fancy”, it doesn’t mean “You’ll do for now until something better shows up”. It means, you’re feeling it where it matters, where it counts and not just between your legs! It says you could hurt me...maybe even more than I could ever hurt you. That’s what’s freakin’ you out. Isn’t it?” John sighed, “Yeah. Yeah it is. I’d never cried over a woman until Kayleigh. I mean, I’ve been sad before, I’ve even gone off me food.” “Jesus! When were that!?” “Oy!” “Sorry”. “I know now that she can hurt me, more than I’ve ever been hurt before, because she did”. “Now there’s a lyric. Seriously though, do you really think that by just not sayin’ it, you can somehow not feel it. Do you think it’ll protect you? Cause if you think that’s the case, I’ve got one question for you mate...how’s that workin’ out for you?” John put his head back against the headrest and momentarily closed his eyes. It was a silent answer, which somehow spoke volumes. 

 The rest of their journey was spent in companionable silence, interspersed with occasional instructions on which direction to take, from John. Finally, they arrived on the familiar road that led to Mandy’s house, or as John always thought, to Kayleigh. His heart and his brain were currently competing in a race to the finish that neither seemed willing to concede. “It’s up here on the right. Number 25. It might have a green gazebo.” “A green gazebo!” “Yeah. Her sister’s fella Steve’s into fixin’ bikes.” “That still doesn’t explain the gazebo.” “Fuck the gazebo! It’s not even up!” “Alright John! Calm down.” “Sorry, it’s here with the shitty Christmas Lights. Right, this is it.” “D’ya want me to come with you or wait here?” “Christ! I hadn’t thought about that. I don’t know how long I’ll be. She might kick me out before I can get a word in edge ways. Either that or I’ll be here for ages. It’ll be a feast or a famine.” “Well, let’s take it as it comes shall we? You need me to make meself scarce for a bit, I’ll find a Maccie D’s. You can text me when you want me to come back.” “Cheers mate.” “Is that Steve?” “Yeah. He’s sound”. Steve was already waving at John. John and Jim both got out to greet him, “Alright Steve?” “Hey John mate. I wasn’t expecting to see you today!” Furtively looking back at an amused Jim, John attempted a casual reply, “Well, Yeah, we, eh, happened to be in the area and I just thought I’d stop by and say hello to Kayleigh. She about by any chance?” “Yeah, she’s just back from the shops. Front door’s on the snib. Go on in.” “Thanks pal. This is my mate Jim by the way. Jim, this is Steve.” “How do mate.” “How do. Nice bike. Ya can’t wack a Triumph. John’s Dad were into his bikes if I remember rightly. He had a Triumph at one point and...aw what were it called? John! What was the name of that bike your Dad had?” John was already heading for the front door as he replied, “A Land Devil. Steve knows. I gave him some bits from the garage”. Steve replied, “That were very decent of you by the way”. “No bother”. With that John disappeared inside as Steve and Jim stood awkwardly like two spare parts at a wedding. Suddenly Steve produced a flask, “Fancy a brew mate?” “Don’t mind if I do.” Steve poured the tea into the plastic cup at the top of the flask, then refilled his Robocop mug”. “Nice mug.” “Thanks”. Steve looked up to Kayleigh’s bedroom. Jim watched his gaze and followed it upwards in the direction of a window with a heart shaped lamp at its centre. “He in the dog house again?” “How did you guess?” “She gets in a right mood when she’s pissed off with him”. Jim sighed before ruminating, “I think they just need a good talk.” “You ask me they need a bloody good shag!” For a second nothing was said as the two men simply looked at each other, in silence, before they both simultaneously broke into laughter and toasted each other with their mugs. Steve reached down into an ancient biscuit tin and brandishing it in front of Jim enquired, “Hob Nob?” With that, the male bond was firmly created. 

 John announced his arrival by calling out, “Hello! It’s John”. Mandy was in the kitchen up to her neck in carrots. She was shocked to see him but couldn’t deny that she was also delighted for her sister, “John Redmond! As I live and breathe. What brings you to the bright lights of Bury? Could it be a certain red head by any chance”.  Offering her a kiss on the cheek John smiled, ‘Hey Mandy. You rumbled me. She accepting visitors?” “She’s having a lie down upstairs.” “Any chance I could....?” “I’m not sure if I want you to finish that sentence”. “I just want to talk to her Mandy. We need to sort a few things.” “Do me a favour. Try to sort them in a way that doesn’t disturb the neighbours or traumatise the kids.” John smiled and looked suitably sheepish. “Up the stairs, first on the right.” “Thanks Mandy”. “Oh and John, do ya want a bit of roast?” “I’d love to but me mate Jim’s here with me. He’s outside with Steve.” “He can join us too if he likes. I’ve got half a cow ‘ere.” “Thanks Mandy, you’re a good ‘um.” With that, she smiled and retreated to the kitchen as John took a deep breath, climbed the stairs and knocked on Kayleigh’s bedroom door. She’d been lying on the bed with her headphones on listening to an old eighties mix tape. She hadn’t heard the knock at the door, so when it opened and John’s face peaked in, she literally shrieked, “JOHN!” Misty immediately started barking from the back garden. Only Kayleigh could reach that octave. She pulled her headphones off and immediately jumped off the bed. John stood in the doorway, his eardrums struggling to recover. “What are you doing here?!” “Well. I remembered it’s Sunday and I thought you might like a cuddle and a Chinese....or a cuddle and Mandy’s roast...or maybe just a cuddle.” Kayleigh stood so still, that he began to be concerned about what was to come, then without warning, she threw her arms around him and promptly burst into tears. “Oh John. I’m sooo sorry. I was so horrible to you. I didn’t mean to be such a nasty cow.” “Hey, sweetheart. Don’t get upset. It’s ok. It’s ok. You weren’t a nasty cow. You don’t have a nasty bone in your lovely little body. Don’t cry love.” “I just love you so much John”. “Look at me.” With that Kayleigh pulled back and faced him, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I’ve never said this to anyone before and it’s because I’ve never meant it until now. I should have said it to you weeks ago. The truth is, I probably knew it months ago...but I’m absolutely bloody certain of it now...I love you too Kayleigh Kitson. I love you more than I ever thought it was possible to love anyone or anything in this world and I’m scared. I’m terrified because for the first time in my life I’ve realised that something was missing and that something was you. If I lose you, I go back to who I was before and now I know that who I was before wasn’t complete. I had a Kayleigh Kitson shaped hole in my heart and in my life and I don’t want to go back. Not now, not ever.”...and there it was. He’d finally said it.

[cdc1345711]

Cartoon-Force:Restart Chapter 1:Same As It Never Was

(Charles was in a very deep sleep until a tap on his shoulder woke him up)

Charles:Heh huh......what?”

Eric:Yo Charles,wake up you pulled out an all-nighter again,keep this up and you’ll be demoted-Hell might lose your office”

Charles:Demoted?......office?....(sees he’s at a desk with pictures of his wife and kids)since when the Hell did I have a desk?”

Eric:Since 2009,you loosing your memories?”

Charles:Okay?.......(not knowing what’s going on so he asks his alien friend)what exactly was I doing?”

Eric:???You were trying to find the vigilantes,we already got the crazy Starfish guy”

Charles:(’What the Hell is he saying,since when did we hunt down our own,and ‘crazy starfish guy’?,does he mean Patrick)Why......why are we hunting vigilantes?”

Eric:Because our World Leader demands us too”

Charles:World Leader?........”

Eric:BLACK HAT”

Charles:(’WHAT-I work for Black Hat???’)”

(Just then a small Griffon arrives in his office)

Gabby:Mr.Coburn,you’re wife Katie is here for your date night”

Charles:(’Well at me and Katie are still married,hope our kids are still around’)”

Eric:You should go-I’ll pick up the slack from here,besides this is the 3rd date night you blown off,have fun with your wife”

Charles:O.....okay then(as he walks out to meet up with Katie and head to the restaurant he speaks to himself ‘How the Hell did this happen,just yesterday me and the guys were stopping and arresting Black Hat before he sent his missile,how is he World Leader and why the Hell am I working for him......?)”

Katie:(Seeing that her husband isn’t eating his burger)Are you okay Charles? you haven’t even touched your burger? Are you that stumped at work?”

Charles:(Not knowing what to say)You could say that......(except that)but Katie can I ask you a question? how many kids do we have?”

Katie:How many.....(Chuckles a bit)Jesus Charles you’ve been working too much,you’ve forgotten about our 13 kids already,you need less work-than again you are their best”

Charles:What are they doing now?”

Katie:Well,Rory,Tyler,Peter,Emily and Stella are being watched over by Moots Eve and Dotty,the boys are out of state fighting rebels and Niko is still defending the innocent-or what passes for it in ‘his’ world”

Charles:(Knowing who she’s talking about)So you don’t like......his world huh?”

Katie:How could I?,Niko is the only one doing anything remotely decent,defending those poor guys who’ve lost everything”

Charles:(’Poor Guys? as in plural?’)like who?”

Katie:Well besides the recently caught Patrick Star who lost his best friends in an impromptu bomb explosion by Black Hat Industries,there’s that one great soul trying to fight back at the regime,only to be hit with radiation becoming a  man-beast,that ex-wrestler Dedede who took too much BH serum turning demon and locked up for something ‘he’ created,”

Charles:(’That bastard,he’s ruined Ed,Dedede and Patrick’s live,wonder who else he’s ruined’)Damn that is horrible”

Katie:Then there’s the Rebel Resistance members the ‘Super Police’ have caught......,”

Charles:Caught? I thought Black Hat would just executed them”

Katie:Me too,maybe he has in secret or if he’s allowing his cronies to experiment on them”

Charles:Sounds about right......”

Katie:And don’t get me started on those ‘Mech Suit Fights’ Moots watches with his friends,those Green Gate refugees force to fight one another in the arenas is inhuman,especially how that Dark Oak guy fights”

Charles:(’Damn Lucas too-I got to fix everything’)Katie I got to tell you something......”

Katie:Okay......what is it?”

Charles:What would you say that this world isn’t what it’s suppose to be.....?,that Black Hat is ruler of shit,those vigilantes are friends and the world wasn’t Hell?”

Katie:I’d either say ‘You’re crazy’ or ‘I wish the world would be like that’,kinda hard to choose”

Charles:Well what if I said it’s what the world is suppose to be?”

Katie:Charles(not believing what he’s saying)why are you saying this.......?”

Charles:(Putting his hands on his wife’s paws)I got to do something Katie,it’s very important,but I want you to do something for me....”

Katie:What?”

Charles:I need you to take the kids and hide,find somewhere that that Big Hat bastard hasn’t took over yet and stay there,everything will be fixed”

Katie:Charles..........(Seeing the determination in his eyes-feeling in her heart everything he said is what it means and what he’s gonna do is right)okay,just......just don’t do anything stupid(he raises an eyebrow and smiles)well anything that’s not not more stupid”

Charles:I love you(kisses her)”

Katie:(Feeling the warm kiss)I love you too(’just be okay’)”

Charles:First I’ll need some help.......”

(He arrives at the building he supposedly works for)

Charles:I hope to God or what passes for one that you’re here buddy”

(He enters to see Eric in the halls,grabs him and puts his hand on his beak)

Charles:(Quite Frantically)This-world-is-a-lie-and-I-need-your-help-to-try-and-fix-it-no-questions-asked”

Eric:(Getting his hand off his beak)What the Hell are you saying?”

Charles:Read my mind......”

Eric:What? I can’t.......”

Charles:You couldn’t because I wouldn’t allow you too,but now I am just look.....”

(With some confusion,Eric looks into the mind of Charles to see something he couldn’t believe,a world where he and Charles are heroes alongside most of the vigilantes they’ve captured,him having a wife and kids,co-leading his own team and being perfectly happy,a world where it’s not a toiling Hell-Hole)

Eric:(About to cry)This world........it’s a lie”

Charles:And I want to fix it,turn it to the way it’s suppose to be.......and I need your help to do so”

Eric:(Wiping away his tears and nods his head)I’m in-what do we have to do?”

Charles:We’ll need some help-tell me can you use your telepathy to find Ed?”

Eric:That ‘Captain Melonhead’ Joker who turned into that monster?,I can,always have,just enjoyed watching those pricks lose him”

Charles:Ha,that’s classic,so where is he......?”

Eric:Where all monsters go when they don’t want to be seen........”

‘THE SEWER’

(Inside Eric and Charles search for the ‘Captain Melon-Zilla’ in hopes to talk him into helping their cause......)

Charles:God,smells like something shit,died,shit again and fermented for about a year-you sure Ed is down here?”

Eric:Positive-have a little faith”

Charles:If you remember me-you know I lost my ‘faith’ years ago”

(Before Eric could say a witty comeback,they heard a sound)

Eric:What the.......”

(A huge shadowy figure jump on top of them and swung his fists at his visitors)

Charles:Whoa-hold it big guy(grabs his flashlight and points it to the shadowy figure)Jesus”

(It was indeed Ed-or better yet Ed-Zilla in a tattered and torn outfit of Captain Melonhead)

Ed-Zilla:Evil Men hunt Ed-Zilla-ED-ZILLA SMASH EVIL MEN(he slung his fists again)”

Charles:Wait-we may look like the guys who hunt you but we’re not with them....”

Ed-Zilla:EVIL MEN LIE!!!!!!(he hits Charles and he lands on the wall)”

Charles:GODDAMMIT(’Thank God I still have my health factor-GAH-barely’)”

Eric:He’s right listen.....(Ed-Zilla grabs Eric-but Charles get’s him in a headlock)”

Charles:CALM DOWN YOU ANGRY BASTARD”

Eric:Hold him-I got this(he uses his telepathy to show Ed every happy memory he’s had in the old world)”

Ed-Zilla:(Touched by that world)Ed-Zilla a papa.......”

Charles:Yes......I should let you go now.......”

Ed-Zilla:Ed-Zilla no want to be hunted anymore-Ed-Zilla smash with you?”

Charles:Yeah there’s gonna be lot’s of smashing buddy”

Eric:Okay-we Ed,next is.....Jar Jar? the ex-representative??”

Charles:Oh thank Edward he’s here-what happened to him?”

Eric:He basically disappeared after the First Order was massacred,never been heard of since”

Charles:Shit.....Fuck......he’s probably dead(looks to the floor)what the Hell is tha(they all 3 fall into it)AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaat”

(The 3 fall into the portal wondering where they’ll end up-until they stop screaming-and finally reach their destination)

(Ed-Zilla and Eric land on the wood floor)

Charles:(Hitting a glass table)OW-BITCH!!!!!!!(checks the area)where are we?”

‘Youza are in meza’s house of wonder.......’

Charles:Jar Jar????,you’re some kind of wizard?”

Jar-Jar:Kinda-Meza knows of youza’s mission.......”

Charles:And........?”

Jar-Jar:Meza has a feelin’ theza world iza screwed up......and Meza has scene many many multiverseez,thiza world needs fixin you betcha betcha”

Eric:Well can’t you fix it? you are magic right?”

Jar Jar:EEEEH-meza no so good at reality warping powahs”

Charles:So basically Black Hat possibly has a machine or magic amulet that’s screwed the world huh,what happens if we destroy it?”

Jar Jar:Theza World would go back to normal.........or theza universe will implode....”

(The 3 just look in silence)

Charles:Let’s hope for the latter,but we’ll need more help and your teleportation spells”

Jar Jar:Okay-where do youza need meza to send you next?”

(Charles just smiles-as they’re transported to a maximum security prison-holding some of Charles’ friends........including one certain blue penguin)

Charles:Okay-I got a plan,may be total shit but we shut down the security to save Dedede”

Eric:You think it’s wise to let this guy on the team?,he did nearly destroy a whole city block,some of our heaviest hitters couldn’t beat him and that’s just in his demon form”

Charles:Precisely,but he’s super guarded so we’ll need one Hell of a distraction”

Eric:Which is why you want to take out the power and unleash every prisoner on the guards-don’t know if that’s stupid or smart.....”

Charles:You chose to follow me right? let’s go”

(Eric heads out to the control room)

Eric:Hey......(he shoots them with tranqs)area is secure......now let’s snuff out the light”

(He shuts down the power and the cells open)

Dan:We’re free”

Vile:Let’s get these pricks”

(Every inmate-with now powerless collars-attack the guards that brought them Hell since their incarceration-one of which was Patrick)

Cinnamon Bun:Not so high and mighty are you now huh?”

Guard:BACK UP,WE NEED MORE BACK UP NOW!!!!!!!”

(Charles stays while the guards guarding Dedede go and help the others and slowly walks up to Dedede’s cell)

Charles:Hey Dedede are you........dear God”

(He sees his old penguin friend in a straight jacket and tied up with chains)

Dedede:(In a depressed tone)No.......not a God.......not anymore anyway.....”

Charles:What the Hell happened to you?”

Dedede:Got too greedy,used too much ‘power-Up’,hurt a lot of people,lot of fans,I deserve to be locked up like an animal”

Charles:No-that wasn’t your fault,it was that damn drug that turned you into a monster-you’re not like that.......at least not the Dedede I thought you were”

Dedede:You’re wasting your time-i’m not the penguin I used to be.........”

Charles:I guess not-the Dedede I knew wouldn’t give up without a fight”

(As he said those words the Penguin just gave angry eyes)

Charles:(To the others)Guys it’s a bust let’s.......”

Guard:Freeze Freak”

Charles:Listen asshole I’m not in the mood for........”

(And in seconds Dedede jumps on the guards and beats them)

Charles:Thought you gave up?”

Dedede:Me?......give up?.......NEVER!!!!!”

Charles:Hell-Yeah”

(Back with the others)

Ed-Zilla:ED-ZILLA SMASH EVIL PEOPLE WHO HURT NEW FRIENDS!!!!!!!!”

Otto:I hear ya big guy”

Eric:Everyone(uses a big gun and blasts a hole in the wall)let’s blow this pop stand”

(The prisoners take their leave to freedom as Charles leaves with Dedede)

Dedede:So I heard you guys did all this for me......I guess a good repay would be to help you take down the bastard who drugged me up huh?”

“HEY”

(Everyone turns to see......Patrick Star)

Patrick:You guys did all this huh?,if you plan on taking down that butt-head with the hat I want in......”

Charles:Well.......more the merrier......we’re actually heading to our next destination-hit it Jar Jar”

(Jar Jar teleports our heroes straight to..........)

Patrick:The Mech Fight Station?????”

Charles:On the Moon?”

Eric:The Metarex tried to invade Earth-which ended poorly-so they were forced to wear battle armor and fight for Earth’s amusement-Dark Oak is one Hell of an ass-kicker Charles,he probably won’t help us”

Charles:He lost half his army,forced to fight his allies in gladiatorial Mecha Suit combat to the death all for a psychopath with a hat-you bet your alien ass and half your none-existent alien tiddies he’ll probably help us”

Ed-Zilla:Metal Man on magic picture box......”

‘And here we are Ladies,Gentlemen,and others-Dark Oak is facing off against Brown Fall Leaf,seems the Top pro is about to lose his title’

Brown Fall Leaf:You’re going down champ........”

Dark Oak:No.........(he grabs the laser cannon off Brown Fall Leaf’s arm and punches him repeatedly until his metal mask breaks into pieces)”

Brown Fall Leaf:No-wait please......give mercy.......”

Dark Oak:You should know Leaf here in the Mech Fights(picks up his rail gun and blasts a hole in Brown Fall Leaf’s chest).........there s no mercy”

(He hears the crowd shout his name while he looks at the now smoking corpse of his opponent........who was once his friend.......as he retreats to the holding chambers)

Yellow Zelkova:That was a great fight Lucas.......”

Red Pine:Hope I never get to fight you.....”

Lucas:Whatever.......”

(Lucas removes his helmet,torso and arms of his suit........and places his claws on face trying to hide the tears)

Charles:Hurts a lot doesn’t it????”

Lucas:(Shocked someone is in his chamber but immediately becomes angry)Listen I don’t do autographs so get the Hell out of my.......”

Charles:I bet it pisses you off what they do to you huh?”

Lucas:I......I don’t know what you’re talking about?(sadly he does know what Charles is talking about)”

Charles:Really?(he says in a serious tone)”

Lucas:You think I enjoy fighting my old allies,using my battle suit to end them,while entertaining a bunch of inbred violent loving swine-WELL LET ME TELL YOU.......It does....more than anything(he says in a depressed tone)”

Charles:What would you say if I told you there was a world where you’re a mechanical genius who uses his intellect to save lives instead of ending them-where you’re a hero?”

Lucas:Heh-I’d say you’re a fucking idiot,but if you’re starting a rebellion,i’d help on one condition......”

Eric:He wants us to WHAT?????”

Charles:Lucas says he’ll help if we find a way to free his allies and disable the small chips in their armor so the game master won’t activate the kill switch in them.....”

Patrick:I got a friend who can help but I’ll need to teleport to his place”

Charles:go ahead we’ll be waiting”

(Patrick leaves and in an hour he brings back a small robot)

Patrick:This is Krackus-he helped build my tech when I started my revenge”

Krackus:I can make a device to deactivate it-I just need a small engex 95 microchip.....”

Lucas:I got one in my cannon-makes a powerful boom”

Krackus:Thank you(he adds the chip into the machine)here goes nothing(presses it)”

Lucas:GAH(feels a small sting)I......I think that did it”

(The other fighters feel the sting as well)

Pale Bay Leaf:What was that......?”

Black Narcissus:Don’t have a clue......”

Lucas:That my friends...........”

‘............Is Freedom’

(He blasts down the doors of the game master’s penthouse)

Lucas:Knock,Knock”

Game Master(Jack Spicer-Xialion Showdown):Lucas,Lucas,Lucas,seems you need to know your place(presses the button to activate their death chips....and it does nothing)what......I’m sure I added batteries.....?(the fighters attack him)AAAAAH-DON’T HURT ME”

Lucas:Thank you-and I’m a being of my word,I will join your fight”

Charles:Good-we got 8 more guys to go.......”

“FREEZE SUCKAHS”

(In the mere second before the Teleportation portal arrive a bunch of Super Policemen arrive-two of which are......)

X:Officers X and Hell-Boy.......”

Hell-Boy:You boys are under arrest.......”

Eric:They on the List?..........”

Charles:Yep........GO GUYS GO”

(The teleportation portal arrives while everyone but Charles enter)

Eric:I’m not leaving you behind Chuck.....”

Charles:You got to.........and don’t call me Chuck(Throws Eric into the portal as it disappears)”

(As his friends escape Charles allows himself to be captured.......in hopes of bringing X and Hell-Boy to his side)

THE END OF CHAPTER 1-TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2.........

[pastor-matt]

All the Fixin’s

     We are currently in the middle of our series entitled Future Family where we are dealing with the issues surrounding families.  It is important for us to remember that the words surrounding families are not emotionally neutral words.  The words father, mother, brother, sister, son, and daughter have emotions tied to them because they are not emotionless words.  One of the largest lies that you can tell yourself in regards to your family is this, I don’t care.

     Maybe for some of you, you used to care, but you stopped caring.  Maybe it was emotionally complicated to care or it wore you out.  The reality however is that this lie of I don’t care is one of the most harmful lies that you can tell yourself when it comes to your family.  We were born and created to care and if you don’t care, it means there is something wrong with you.  This becomes most evident not in the relationship with our mothers, children, or siblings but with our fathers.  We long for the approval of our fathers.  We need to remember that no matter how many times we tell others or ourselves that we don’t care, the reality is that we were created to care.

     Today, we are going to explore a topic that will make many of us uncomfortable but is necessary.  Today, we are going to discuss how to reconcile ourselves to that one family member that we say we don’t care about but deep down we really do.  When it comes to our relationship with these individuals, this is a losing battle that is worth fighting.  While complete restoration may never occur this is a battle worth fighting because of what happens inside of you.

      Christ’s love for us limits our options, focuses our energy, and leaves us with no choice.  The Apostle Paul reminds us that Christ died for us, which was something that was uncomfortable for us (2 Corinthians 5:14-15).  In other words we need to learn to say “no” to ourselves to say yes to what God is requiring of us.

     God initiated the act of Jesus coming and taking away our sin.  Reconciliation means that you take two things that are incompatible and make them compatible.  God took us when we were at odds with Him so that the door would be open for us to choose if we wanted to go through it or not.  We were guilty and God pursued reconciliation.  Here is what this means, through Christ, God removed every obstacle to reconciling with us except us.  God set the table, opened the door, and even sent you an invitation therefore the only obstacle to reconciling with God is you.  The only obstacle to you being reconciled with God is you.  God has removed every single barrier or obstacle between us and Him, meaning that the only barrier to us being reconciled with God is ourselves.  However, when it comes to reconciliation in the family typically we try to meet them halfway.  We don’t want to move in their direction unless we know they are going to move in ours but that is exactly what Jesus did for us.

     Reconciliation is in spite of ... it’s not because you are going to get everything right every time.  It’s not because suddenly you see as God sees because there will always be things that you don’t see eye to eye with God about.  Reconciliation is in spite of not because of.  God reconciled with us in spirt of our sin and calls us to do the same with our family and others.  As Christians we are to carry the message of reconciliation.  

     All of our relationships are to be reconciled to God and we can share this message with others.  This is what is to characterize the way we live and interact with people, which brings us to the problem.  We often tell others, you can be reconciled to God in spite of your sin.  But you can’t be reconciled to me because of your sin.  This proclaims a message that our standards are higher than God’s  God reconciled us to Him in spite of our sins so we should be willing to reconcile with others in spirt of our sins and theirs.  You may be wondering if there is ever a moment that you can say, I’m done trying to reconcile this relationship and the reality is that there is a time that you can stop trying to reconcile yourself with others, it’s when your Heavenly Father gives up on you.

     Now there may be objections to what you have read so far and let me just cover them quickly.  The first objection you may have to reconciliation is that it’s too complicated.  It’s not just one elephant in the room it’s an entire herd.  Reconciliation is not working through the issues or making sure the other person understands you or rehashing it over and over.  Reconciliation isn’t about coercing, controlling, or condemning another person.  Reconciliation is setting the table, opening the door, and sending an invitation and maybe never talking about the issues.  Why?  Because while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.  We don’t have to die but maybe just send a letter, make a phone call or something like that.  Reconciliation is in spite of everything.

     The second objection would be if I go over there, it’s like I’m condoning that relationship.  If someone calls you on condoning a relationship that you are trying to reconcile you are in the same company as Jesus.  The reality is that we often times hide behind this objection because we are uncomfortable with the relationship and we don’t want to move in their direction.  Remember that while we were still sinning and all of our future sins, Christ died for us.  He didn’t condone our sin, He just moved into our lives in spite of our sins and started working.  The third objection, is that you may believe that it’s not going to work.  Even if it doesn’t work on them, it will work on us, which can become the epicenter of God working in your life.  Author Bob Goff stated, “Loving people the way Jesus did either changes everything in us or it changes nothing.” (Everybody Always)

     As we land today I would like for you to think about this question; who in your family are you tempted to say I don’t care about right now?  Remember we were created to care and we are to do for them what our Heavenly Father did for us.  We are to set the table, open the door, and send the invitation just in case they ever decide to respond.

[suitedeggsyunwin-blog]

Haven't written fan fic for a while so It was fun to craft this! I hope you like it! Disrespectful comments etc will be deleted or blocked. Kind criticism or words will not. Setting: Just two days after Eggsy has saved the world from Valentines evil plans. Act I: Scene 1. Scene: the air is crisp and the fall weather has set in. Beautiful blue sky blankets England and leaves fall at random. From a birds eye view Eggsy Unwin can be seen dressed in his jeans and Adidas jacket. He is wearing a cap and carrying groceries in his arms with a black long scarf around his neck. The camera changes angle and we see Eggsy's face which appears conflicted. Eggsy voice over: "I hadn't slept in days. The excitement over Valentine's defeat kept me awake the first night. The nights that followed were consumed by thoughts of Harry. (Flashback) Valentine: "Well this ain't that kind of movie" *gun shot* Eggsy screams while watching through Harry's glasses from the computer. (Back to present) Eggsy voice over: Shit, Harry. *car horn honks* Driver: Oy! Watch where ya goin mate. Jesus Christ. *Eggsy snaps out of his head and steps back quickly as the car driver drives away angrily* Eggsy: *shouting at the car* "I, I'm sorry mate.....ah forget it. *Eggsy arrives at his house, sets his groceries down and fumbles in his pocket for his keys* Eggsy: *mumbling* c'mon where are they. I'm so fuckin tired. I just want to take a quick nap before going back to the shop. *can't find the keys* Shit. Eggsy Voice Over: A lot of times I would find my keys missing from my pockets. Dean didn't usually slink around often but if he was here alone with my mum he often stole keys from my coat. He didn't want nothing to do with my mum anymore but he liked the food we kept in the house - the liquor especially. We've had the key and lock remade several times but until the electronic lock could get here I was locked out of my house until someone got home. Or... *Eggsy sees an open window at his flat. Using the pipe on the side of the flat he begins to climb up* Eggsy's mum: And what exactly do you think you're doin? *grins as her son and crosses her arms* Eggsy: 'm sorry mum, *jumps down* but Deans gone and nicked the keys again - little shit. Eggsy's mum: *jokingly* hey now, Is that any way for a gentleman spy to talk. *laughs and gets out her set of keys* Eggsy: *takes the post from his mum, picks up the groceries and walks inside, sets them on the table* Oh yeh, sorry 'bout that mum what I meant to say was that *Sir* Dickhead has stolen our keys yet again and it's 'bout time we get that electronic lock yeh? *grins* Also. You probably shouldn't be sayin aloud that I'm a spy. A gentleman sure, if ya like, but the latter ... probably gotta be more careful. Eggsy's mum: *putting groceries away* Course. I forget. I'm just. I'm so proud of you Eggsy. *long pause* Harry would be proud of you too love. Eggsy:......thanks mum..... Eggsy's mum: Can you go upstairs and bring your sister down for supper please? *Eggsy nods and heads upstairs.* (Eggsy's sister is napping and Eggsy opens the door quietly. He saunters in and kneels beside his sister) Eggsy: *softly* Hey. Suppers looking good tonight, mum's fixin up a good lot. *as his sister wakes up Eggsy smiles - suddenly his watch beeps. It's a message from Merlin.* Listen, I gotta go. But you, you look lovely today ya hear? Be good for mum. *kisses his sisters head and dashes to his room to put on his suit. After putting on the suit he heads downstairs.* Eggsy's mum: *eyeing the suit* You be careful. Yeh? *Eggsy nods quickly, hugs his mum quick, and heads out the door. He is back outside walking swiftly to Saville row* Eggsy voice over: People think that the spy life is always full of action, and don't get me wrong, the action never fails to show it's face. But the recent days had been full of the more dull spy work of making sure none of Valentines assistants were still at large, and that all of the chip cards had been properly destroyed. It was refreshing to receive a message from Merlin. I just didn't think it would be about Harry. *Eggsy is running now as he looks down at his watch* Watch message reads: "Harry Hart missing from funeral casket."