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capricornus-rex · 5 years ago

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Old Friend, New Family (5)

Requested by Anon | Prompt:

Hey I was wondering if you’d take a prompt where the reader is an ex-padawan who’s master died pretty early on in order 66, and was instead saved by a clone that removed his inhibitor chip. Then maybe they get separated, and years later when the reader is a crew member on the Mantis, they come across the clone again? How would the crew, especially Cal and Cere, react to meeting a friendly ex-soldier clone who’s close with the reader? Could you make it full of angst then fluff? Love your writing!

Tags: Defected! Clone Trooper, Jedi Survivor! Reader, Order 66 Survivor

Also posted in AO3

Chapters: 1 – 2 – 3 | Previous: Part 4 | Next: Part 6 | Masterlist

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The leader casually greeted the man where that familiar voice belonged to.

When the owner of the voice stepped out of the shadows to join you in the veranda, he’s clad in the same armaments and outfit as the others, even though he’s fully armored, you know that face anywhere.

The pack went into the bay and started collecting the supplies, meanwhile, you’re frozen on where you stood, staring at the man who never came back home to you.

“Strig…” you uttered.

The man turned to the call of his name, your stomach sank when he did. It is him.

His calm demeanor shifted in the blink of an eye—his casual smile melted, his eyebrows furrowed, and then his lips parted only to release soundless words. He removed his helmet, as if that was going to help him take a better look at you.

Nothing much has changed in him except for the growth of his faded haircut has grayed out, it appears he decided to keep the goatee and lost the stubble that followed his jaw, and his head tattoo is still visible but the ink’s opacity has thinned out. Nicks and scars etched his face over time, slightly pink flesh disturbed the tan skin—they were the words to an explanation that you yearned to hear directly from him.

Nevertheless, you can recognize that face anywhere.

The two of approached one another, unable to speak even though there so many things that you wanted to tell to him all this time. Strig examined you from head to toe. In his eyes, only your height has changed.

“Look how big you’ve gotten…” he cracked.

The sound of his voice made your heart skip a beat again. You cannot determine what emotion is churning in your heart right now.

Is it anger?

Is it joy?

Are you going to hug him?

Or punch him in the stomach?

Frankly, you have no idea what to do next.

“Well, go on…” Strig was nearing to a sob. “Say something.”

“You’re alive…” you barely moved your mouth.

Strig somewhat understood your words; he hung his head low, sighing as his shifted back and forth, avoiding your gaze. He wanted to explain everything to you, but now isn’t exactly the best time.

You didn’t say anything more. You simply threw yourself into his arms and the tears could no longer be contained the moment you felt Strig’s arms wrap around you.

The clone felt like a great burden has been taken out of his chest. Seeing you alive was perhaps the best thing that has ever happened to him since. His thumb ran across your cheeks, wiping away the tears rolling down from your eyes.

“Hey, don’t let them see the tough girl cry,” Strig cooed.

You sniffled and wiped the tears still stained your face, “I have so much to tell you…”

“Do you know each other?” Adrina politely cuts in when Strig was about to speak to you.

“Hey there, Adrina, I see you’ve met [y/n],”

“Yeah, she just got here. She’s helping out in retrieving the supplies, Saw’s orders,”

“Did you now?” Strig chuckled, an upward curl played along the corner of his mouth.

Adrina asked for help in collecting the containers filled with the medical supplies they badly need for the people back at the landing pad. The queue acted almost mechanical, passing one container to the next until it reaches the person waiting by the railings—Strig’s faction at the bay have improvised a pulley, knowing that another group will come to fetch the supplies.

When you were down to the last box, Strig tapped your shoulder before you prepared yourself to rappel down the supply containment bay.

“Hey, kid,”

“Yeah?”

“See you at the landing pad later?”

“Sure,” you beamed a smile. “You owe an explanation after all!”

You slipped down the rappel cord before Strig could respond to that.

Before following Adrina and the pack, you looked back once more and saw him leaning against the railing, you both waved goodbye for now to each other and went back to your duties.

“How did you come to know Strig?” Adrina began.

“He’s the one who saved my life,” you smiled privately. “When no one else could.”

Adrina narrates that she has known Strig only for a short time and knows only little. In turn, you tell your side of the story about him. However, you were cautious enough to not disclose the part that he is a clone, although, you’re already under the presumption that maybe Strig himself has told everyone in the faction.

Luckily, the young partisan didn’t go into much detail.

“You two seem very close, even after being so far apart for so long,”

“Yeah, you could say that,”

Eventually, the pack had trouble in crossing the path blocked by the wrecked AT-AT.

“Oh no, how do we get across with all this baggage?” one of the partisans exclaimed.

You set down the container you were holding and studied the walker closely. The legs would be too heavy for you to carry—even if you used the Force—and you surveyed your surroundings to see if there’s anything you can work with.

“I have an idea!” you chirped.

You scaled the body of the walker and sat on the flat surface there, high enough for you to see both sides of the path, and then you focused on the box that you put down on the ground; you extend your arm, focusing your concentration on the object until it started to rattle by itself—startling the partisans—until the box is now floating right in front of them, your action received murmurs and gasps as a reaction but it was typical. Motioning your hand to the side, the box vault over the AT-AT’s leg-and-shoulder joint.

“Everyone, vault over the AT-AT first and I’ll lift the boxes to you. Sound good?”

The group liked your idea, without a moment’s hesitation, they crawled over the gigantic metal quadruped, afterwards, you do the exact same thing that you demonstrated seconds ago. Eventually, everybody got the loot back in their hands and marched towards the landing pad, some of them came sprinting towards the area.

Your box was the last one to transfer over, when you gingerly put it down on the other side, you buckled your knees and slid down the iron giant. Adrina took a few paces ahead but still waited for you.

“That was great thinking back there, [y/n]!”

“Oh, it’s nothing, just became creative is all,”

“Being a Jedi sure must be cool!”

“Oh, uh,” you stammered. “I suppose so. It had its ups and downs.”

Oh sweetie, if only you knew what really went down for ALL of us back then. Your subconscious couldn’t help but ring that in your head, instead, you pretended that that was the exact thing you told Adrina.

Upon arriving to the landing pad, it seems that Cal surely has taken his time with Saw Gerrera and the other partisans. Continuing with your current task, you and Adrina stash the containers filled with medical supplies. Mirienna helped in receiving the supplies along with the other medics.

“Is this everything from the bay?” asked the woman.

“Yes, I just a radio call from the other squadron, they’re sweeping the other supply bay as we speak,” Adrina reported.

“Good, all the wounded should pull through for tonight,”

“What about the Wookiees? Will there be enough for them too?” you add.

“The second supply run should have enough to cover the Wookiees once they’ve been liberated by Saw,” Mirienna replied.

“I can stay here and help some more,” you offered.

“That’d be splendid, [y/n], thank you,” Mirienna replied with her warm tone.

Eventually, Strig—along with his faction—regrouped at the landing bay, dispersing as soon as each soldier went to different points of interest. You rejoined Strig by the lower platform of the hangar. He threw his thumb over his shoulder, pointing at the wrecked AT-AT.

“Did you do that?”

“Frankly, I wish it was me,”

“Who then?”

Strig saw the way your eye shift to your right. It was your mannerism.

“I know that look, Spinner,” his eyebrow flicked upward. “Eyes to the right mean you’re not telling me something… for now.”

Even three years later, he still memorized every little habit—good or bad—that you had. After all, he still had the mind of a clone—with most of the learning programs intact in his brain. The mention of his personal nickname for you made your ears prick and caused a little smirk.

“You still remember the nickname?”

“How could I forget? You were always the one sending your starfighter spinning through aerial assaults it makes me dizzy just by looking at ya!”

“Master Karos always scolded me whenever I do—even if I survived!” you beamed back.

The two of you share a hearty laugh rooted by inside jokes and fond memories, albeit brief. Your joint attention turned to the bustle happening around the landing pad—medics sprint from one side to the other, able-bodied soldiers carry their comrades and lay them down on the makeshift cots.

“Work never ends here,”

“Just like the old times, huh?”

“Yeah, except that one part,”

“We don’t talk about that one part,”

“Right.” Strig purred, ending the banter.

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tellywoodtrash · 5 years ago

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sanjivani 29.10.19 lb

sid i swear to god, i'm not going to forgive you for this.

this manager is being helpful to the point of overbearing. take a hint, creep.

men ain't shit bb. men ain't shit. you know what this means. you've got to become THE best doctor in the goddamn world, and flex on him for the rest of your lives.

would it have killed them to run an iron over her outfit??? nothing bothers me more than wrinkly clothes. (if you can't tell already, i am an obsessive ironer.)

...... this is a hospital, not some kinda run of the mill office, ki sab hi ikkhatta ho gaye ek jagaah announcement sunne ko. matlab...... hadh hi hai?? THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO NEED CRITICAL MEDICAL ATTENTION AND Y’ALL ARE JUST STANDING AROUND LIKE THIS IS A RAILWAY STATION.

neil and rahil look really unhappy and that’s the mood for the day.

lmao i saw an insta post yest comparing sid in this outfit to munnabhai, and since then i cannot get it outta my head.

UNCANNY!

honestly, i'm just fwding till the real meaty bits.

oh ishani. babe.

also lord why are they doing this here in front of literally everyoneeeeeee??? i'm dying of secondhand embarrassment.

i hate when he makes this hard face. it's the look in all his modeling pics, that made me never wanna check out any of his shows.

RAHIL IS LIKE UWOTM8!?!??!?!?

juhi is like surprised, but not really, coz who better than her to know about the fuckery of sanjivani men. barson se chali aa rahi hai yeh toh...

everyone's more pissed at asha. because mardon ka chutiyaapa toh chalta hi rehta hai BUT THIS KINDA BEGHAIRTI FROM A GIRL????????? UNBOHLIEVABLE.

neil has lasers coming out of his eyes.

rahil toh daant aise chabaa raha hai, haaaaaye arnav/asad/shivaay ki yaad aa gayi!

oh asha. i know there must have been some super big reason for you to do this, but honestly i wanna beat that simpering smile off your face.

neil looks to have gotten over his fear of blood coz he wants to cut a bitch rn.

can we track down those ganpati waale gunday and contract them to do an encore beatdown on sid???? coz he's asking for it. he's dying for it.

vardhan like itni kameengi toh mujhe bhi nahi sooji???

oh boy. ishani is losing it. i can't watch this, i can't. it’s too hard.

SID JOOTEIN NAHI, POORA KA POORA 18 WHEELER MAAROONGI MAIN TUJHE.

YOU KNOW WHAT SID. YOU'RE RIGHT, AFTER ALL. YOU ARE A MANHOOS. BUT NOT COZ OF BAD LUCK OR WHATEVER KACHRA SUPERSTITION CRAP YOU BELIEVE, BUT COZ TUM EK MARD HO. AUR MARD HOTEIN HI MANHOOS HAIN.

rahil is the bigggggggggest fucking mood in this show at all fucking times.

WHY IS THIS HAPPENING IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE DAMN HOSPITAL IS MY QUESTION?!?!?!? GOD I AM FUCKING DYINGGGGGGGGGGGGG. WHO THE HELL ARE THESE PPL WHO AIR THEIR DIRTY LAUNDRY LIKE THISSSSSSSSSSS???? LIKE THIS ISN'T EVEN ‘EK BAAR PEHNA ON A KINDA SULTRY, HUMID DAY’ WAALA TSHIRT, IT'S WAVING YOUR RATTY, PERIOD-STAINED UNDIES AROUND KINDA HOT MESS. I AM IN ACTUAL PHYSICAL PAIN RIGHT NOW.

*clings to rahil as my emotional anchor; now and forever*

how fucking big of an asshole move do you have to have pulled when even VARDHAN is like goddddayummmm????

"ab yeh kya nayi nautanki hai??? hospital hai ki theatre?"

LMAO RISHABH IS ME. I AM RISHABH.

vardhan is like oh my fellow asshole is here, i can't look soft in front of him, lemme turn up the jerk-o-meter to throw him off ki i was genuinely flummoxed at what’s going on.

STOP CREATING A SCENE??!??!?!?!? SHE SHOULD STOP CREATING A SCENE?!!?!?!?!?!??????????? OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD I HOPE SHASHANK AND JUHI ARE READY TO SCRUB IN REAL QUICK, COZ I'M ABOUT TO FUCKING BLOW A MAJOR BLOOD VESSEL IN MY FUCKING BRAIN RN, FROM SHEER RAGE.

oh no. girl on girl violence.

every time he's called asha "meri biwi", i have lost 8 months off my life span. by the end of this track my estimated time of death should be within the year.

okay sid, till now i was like tolerating this bs; but now this accusation that she was stalking you and making your life difficult, and generally blowing her professional/personal reputation up to bits at her workplace? NOPE. WE OFFICALLY UNSTAN. THIS IS NO LONGER A DR. SIDDHANT MATHUR FAN BLOG FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE.

lmao rishabh and vardhan's faces.

"tum mere liye kuch bhi nahi ho. you mean nothing to me."

UM SHASHANK, COME COLLECT YOUR SON OR BHAANJA OR BHATIJA OR WHATEVER THE FUCK HE IS TO YOU.

oh. not necessary, shashank. ishani has done the needful.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I AM RISHABH.

oh NOW these two interfere. 15 minute tak toh nautanki dekhe khade the.

lmao kyaaaaa hi jodi hai yeh. aisa lagta hai bhai dooj manaane bhai choti behen ko le jaa raha hai.

yup. pretty sure my theory is correct; that asha's family was somehow threatening to drag her ass back to haryana and get her married, and she called sid for help, and he thought this would solve BOTH their problems. she gets to stay here and be a doctor, and he gets a foolproof method to get ishani to hate him and stay tf away. extreme chutiyaapa on both sides, that should have just had a proper honest conversation with ishani, instead of steamrollering her like this.

NEIL KE SAR PE KHOON SAWAAAAR AND I KINDA FUCKING LOVE IT??????????????????? NICE TO SEE THIS SIDE OF HIM.

lol why does everyone chadhofy on rahil every time sid is accused of some bullshit? this bechaara is the onlyyyyy voice of reason in sid's godforsaken life.

BUT ALSO, OMG NEIL FOR FRIEND OF THE YEAR?!?!?!? “MERI DOST KA DIL TOOTA HAI!!!!!!!!!!!!” THE MOST WHOLESOME BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

is aman asha's real husband or naaaaaaaah? that's all i need to know, honestly.

is he in hiding coz asha’s fam knows him and would be looking for him???? or omg what if he ran away last moment when asha needed help (coz lbr, he’d be the first one asha would go to) and that’s why sid had to step up????? OMG AMAN, WHERE ARE YOU?!!?!?!?!!? COME TF BACK AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF/ALL THAT’S GOING ON HERE.

oh boy, the hospital's two most savage bois are tag-teaming to verbally destroyyyyyyyy asha where she stands. i do nottttttt envy her rn. 😬😬😬

ok there's no need for THAT.

ouffffffffffff, abhi yeh alag siyappa.

aye chal be, personal idhar dhindora peet peet ke kaun laaya tha? hospital ke lobby mein sasta soap opera karke TU bol raha hai ki professional behave karo???? literally gtfo my boys' faces before i set you on fire.

white coat ke saath ab munnabhai outfit is totally complete.

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i hope this is the beginning of ishani's supervillain story.

#sanjivani #sj lbs #episode liveblogs

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partyinthemysterymachine · 5 years ago

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When Tagenzxi met Hashruna, he stared. This wasn’t his first, fifth, or even sixtieth time he’d seen a Tauren. They were a great people, true warriors and spiritual leaders, and Tagenzxi had no problem with them. He liked them a lot. He would definitely follow any Tauren general or better yet, Cairne Bloodhoof into battle. If he had to. He really didn’t want to be a part of that kind of mess.

He saw Hashruna in the cold shadows of Orgrimmar’s Drag. That incredible beast was hunched over a brazier with a paper, trying to read off it in the most horrible light he could find. Tagenzxi knew that the lighting circumstances were poor, but as he approached he was awed again. The fire cast a warm gold across a face of black and silver, and his braids hung precariously over the lapping of flames.

Tagenzxi clutched his overflowing armful of hides and bagged supplies tighter to his chest. His eyes skittered over this man’s face, trying to see everything all at once as well as commit him to memory for something nice to think about later. His horns were black and pointed forward, and were wrapped in colorful threads. They were patterned and ribboned, adorning from tip to center. There were even beaded strings dangling, charms tied at the end that added a dash of mystical elegance.

The Tauren was large, as were all Tauren, and was possibly in his older years. It was notoriously hard to tell, so Tagenzxi thought, and it didn’t help that this one was all white, silver, and only splattered in black.

He was beautiful.

Tagenzxi was losing his grip on his load. He lifted his knee to support it as he tried to gather it all up again. In squeezing the armful he made it worse, the bottom threatening to spill its entire guts onto the dirt. The old shaman huffed, squatting a little as he paddled his arms to ball it all up under his chin. This was ridiculous! By the time he was done fighting with it, he found that the Tauren was gone.

His heart sunk. Though his day had been made nicer just by seeing him, knowing he may never see him again was gonna sting for awhile. He did have that memory of him, and well, he did mean for it to a nice thought for the future. Still, he knew that Tauren would haunt him for awhile. He marveled at the phenomena of a stranger being able to break hearts without any interaction.

Off he went, semi lost in his own head. He made it to the leatherworker’s hut and dropped the mess onto the merchant’s rug. Tagenzxi then heaved a sigh and stretched his back, grimacing as several joints cracked. He folded his arms tiredly, then swept a hand at his wares.

“Aye, there ya go. Let’s see whatchu can get for me, eh?”

“You’re not going to keep any of these?” Karolek asked, kneeling to sift through the pile. “Or do you have a surplus and you’re selling me the rejects.”

“Tch,” Tagenzxi scoffed. “I’m not like that, mon. Money is tight. My leatherworking can wait.”

Karolek shook his head in disappointment as he sorted the skins. “You’re making a mistake, Tag,” he warned. “You’re going to havI e to go right back out and skin all this shit again. and waste more time.”

The shaman chuckled as he stroked the underside of his chin. “Mebbe. Or haven’t ya heard of a bazaar?”

“And throw away the money you apparently need so badly on skins that are overpriced? Sure. It’s your coin.”

“Oh, shaddap, an’ lecture me next time, Karo.”

He stood there waiting while the leathercraft master did his work, and didn’t notice the new patron. It took a hot minute before he heard the heavy, patient breathing behind him, and before he could turn, a deep woody voice asked: “Are you selling that leather?”

When he turned, and was immediately forced to look up, Tagenzxi’s jaw could have dropped through the ground. There he was. Those delicate little threads were right over his bald head, and green - green! - eyes were gazing into his. Oh, he had never felt so cold for only good reasons.

The man was clearly waiting for a response. He took hold of his own tongue at last and stammered, “Y-yeah. Yeah, they’re mine. Whatchu need, bruddah?”

A thick hand gestured to the pile closest to them. “Those. If you don’t mind.”

Tagenzxi stared up at him slack jawed and stupid, then took that look to the leather. “Uhhhh..” Now, he was showing Karolek his idiot face. The Orc seemed impressed, amused, and patronizing all at once. His hands had ceased, and now rest on his knees while his Troll student fumbled.

He was taking more time than as comfortable for anyone to make a decision. Out of anxious panic he grabbed what the Tauren had asked for and thrust right at him. “Here ya go. Ten silver.”

The Tauren seemed surprised, and blinked down at the offerings. “I don’t need that much,” he said. “Just a few.”

As he chose four pieces of leather from his hands, Tagenzxi burned with embarrassment. Karolek was no doubt hiding his smirks. He dropped the rest back where it was before, and courageously looked the Tauren in the face.

He was rewarded with a smile that made his heart squeeze. “So how much do I owe you now, my friend?”

“Two silver,” he replied, not as confidently as he was planning to sound. He forced himself not to gawk at him while the coin was found and placed in his hand, and again, his heart’s limits were tested under another smile.

“I feel like you’re letting me steal from you,” he was told. “You’ll make a humble businessman.” That smile softened, and Tagenzxi really hoped that his knees wouldn’t buckle. “Thank you, friend. I won’t forget your generosity.”

Like he knew that there was no way the Troll could think of a proper reply, the mysterious man turned, ducked under the doorway, and went about his business. Tagenzxi faced Karolek to find exactly what he knew would be there: a big, smarmy smirk, and the knowing leer of his wife nearby.

It wasn’t that they knew that he was unfortunately smitten and bitten by the love bug. This was more like the astute observations of a socially awkward old man not knowing how to navigate a sudden confrontation. They were making gentle fun of him, and he was hot with the humiliation.

Tagenzxi scowled and folded his arms tight again. “Whaddya-OU lookin’ at? C’mon, I have poor purchases to make.”

While the transaction continued, he thought about the emotionally tumultuous afternoon shoved into perhaps only ten minutes of his life. The Tauren would definitely be in his flitting thoughts and in his daydreams. He got to see him, and he got to hear his voice. He was more than he thought he saw.

Though he didn’t get to hear his name, perhaps it was better not to, and Tagenzxi would feel better should they never see each other again.

Fuck the love bug.

pt 1 // pt 2 // pt 3 // pt 4 // pt 5 // series on ao3

#ches writes #ches writes stuff #oc: hashruna #oc: tagenzxi #rolls away #tauren #troll #warcraft #classic #horde

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fontasticcrablettes · 6 years ago

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all the vespy salt.

hell yeah

What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get? - I’m not sure about this because I’ve always been able to ‘get’ just about any ship even if I don’t like it. Even if I think it’s gross - like Rita/Raven - I still understand why other people ship it. I think it’s part of being a writer; understanding the thought processes of other people is

Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP? - oh yeah like all the popular ones lol. Fluri is my favourite broTP, I love that friendship, I enjoy it so much as non-romantic. Yustelle and Ristelle are also good friendships that I love but I’m not interested in seeing as romance.

Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion? - Yeees, but it wasn’t so much for the opinion as it was that the opinion was rooted in homophobia. (It was “this character can’t be gay because it would be improper for them and they wouldn’t choose that”)

Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP? - I mean, there’s the obvious ones of like... anything involved Repede, the adults and the kids. Beyond that, anything involving Karol is a notp for me. I’m sorry felinis that includes Karol/Nan, I just... I can’t stand that one.

Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you? - Hmm nope not that I can think of.

Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated? - I don’t think so.

Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now? - I don’t know if I’d go so far as ‘can’t stand’ but there’s a pretty wide gap in how I used to feel about Ristelle and how I feel now. Like, I used to be all about it but now I just.... nothing. It does nothing for me.

Have you received anon hate? What about? - Not for Vesperia based things! The only time I did was a Zesty situation because I don’t like the popular ship.

Most disliked character(s)? Why? - You know I actually really like the Vesperia cast. There isn’t really anyone I dislike. Maybe Ragou? Because he’s kind of bland as a villain. Like, Cumore and Zagi are equally one-dimensional but at least they’re fun about it. In the main party, it’s probably Karol, but I don’t exactly dislike him. I’m just rather neutral about him so he loses by default. Although I supposed I should mention that OG Vesperia is the only Vesperia for me, and in PS3 version the most disliked would be Patty because I find her presence inconsequential and out of place.

Most disliked arc? Why? - Does the Labyrinth of Memories count as an arc? Because I hate it. It’s just recycles maps and recycled bosses with a horrible drop rate for fake gald that makes beating the dungeon a slog. It would be fun if at the very least, there was commentary from the characters about who they’re fighting again - like Estelle startled to face herself, or something - but there’s nothing like that to make it interesting.

Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? - I think I like Alexei a lot more than the general fandom likes Alexei. I love his backstory, I love how he works as a dark foil to both Flynn and Yuri and shows why they need each other to keep each other in check, and I love his over-the-top drama and DC Douglas’ fantastic delivery. He’s just a good fun villain who’s satisfying to take down and fun to watch.

Is there an unpopular arc that you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why? - I think I like the third act a lot more than most people do. I still think it’s the weakest one, but I actually like the Adephagos as a final act save the world situation. I see the message in act 3 as being about figuring out who has the right to make decisions that alter the face of the world, which neatly aligns with the themes the game builds up to, rather than being purely a climate change moral out of nowhere that it frequently gets written off as.

Unpopular opinion about XXX character? - I guess I’ll just pick a character so um.... Karol’s a little shithead toward Nan in the beginning and it pisses me off. She tells him no, she’s not interested every time they meet and he still! Won’t stop pining! Leave the girl alone! Respect her ‘no’! Yuri needs to give him a big jug of Respecting Women Juice.

Unpopular opinion about your fandom? - I don’t know if I have any...? I’m a little stumped.

Unpopular opinion about the manga/show? - I like the 360 version better.

If you could change anything in the show, what would you change? - Oof, only one thing? I have a huge list.... But let’s make Alexei the final villain, he lives until the end of act 3. that’s really important to me.

Instead of XYZ happening, I would have made ABC happen…. Instead of Raven showing up on the Heracles, I would have had him remain “dead” until at least you run into the Schwann brigade in Zaphias castle. There’d be a big “hey, who’s the knight who stayed behind to protect the lower quarter? Surprise! It’s Raven!”.

Does not shipping something ‘popular’ mean you’re in denial and/or biased? [looks at my list of OTPs] I sure as fuck hope not lmao.

What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom? - There’s not much diversity. Every time I check AO3 or twitter or the tag, it’s the same two ships every time. I like to see content for other ships, too, even things I’m not especially into, just for some variety.

What is the purest ship in the fandom? - Flynn/Estelle is good and pure and they love each other.

What are your thoughts on crack ships? - They’re fun! I feel like people use the term crack ship too broadly though. In my opinion, a crack ship is a ship that could not possible work, not just anything that could not possibly be canon. If you can make serious, in-character content for the ship, it’s not crack, it’s just a rarepair. Crack ships are things like... Tokunaga x Cumore. Kaufman x The Fiertia.

Popular character you hate? Patty

Unpopular character you love? Most of the characters I love are already popular so Alexei

Would you recommend XXX to a friend? Why or why not? - Oh yeah! I mean it depends on what the friend likes, but if they’re into JRPGs or I think they’d enjoy this story then sure.

How would you end XXX/Would you change the ending of XXX? - Oh lol yeah. I’ve written extensively about how I would change the ending so I won’t repeat myself here but basically just, push Yuri and Flynn farther, make their fight more intense, Alexei is the villain, etc.

Most shippable character? - Hmmm either Estelle or Yuri. I ship both of them with a large list of people, although not with each other (unless Flynn is there too)

Least shippable character? - Karo. He’s babby. Oh, or Repede, for... obvious reasons.

#long post #thanks!#felinisfeloney

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secreto-draco · 7 years ago

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gert centric fic ,with hints of gertchase, exploring a bit of gert’s pan sexuality and early friendship with karolina. and also there’s molly.

fair warning people;

1) gert is Jewish Latina cause the actress who plays her, Ariela Barer is latina and jewish.

2) spanish is my 2nd language,and i have lived in a country,Chile-south america for 7 years,it’s been a bit over a month being back in the USA,so i speak castaño-meaning basic universal Spanish,with hints of Chilean slang,moreover my spanish grammar ins’t perfect so bear with me.

3) i’ve left the ending open-so i could write one more chapter from either or both gert’s and chases’ view -let me know if i should.

4) the time is kinda altered here-the astronomy project occurs a bit after Amy's death.

p.s shout out to @carolruwer who agreed to be beta.thank you so much :)

ill get out of your hair now;

It’s her 7th birthday, all the invitations clearly stated so, even the banner hanging overhead and the icing on the cake. But once again the father -daughter duo that is, Frank and Karolina dean have stolen the show. It shouldn’t bother her- she doesn’t like being on being in the spotlight anyways (it makes her anxious, kind of like her head’s underwater) and quite frankly [pun intended] it’s the norm. People and yes including, Gert Yorkes herself, can’t help but turn to Karolina when she floats in, she’s ethereal like a fairy or an angel or some being of light.

Yet Gert can’t help feeling bitter and invisible, even with a giant piece of cake on her plate that spells out her name in bold lilac icing, and a table set to the side holding gifts with tags that literally say,’’Happy Birthday Gertrude’’. Because right now, sitting on the edge of a circle with all her classmates, who only engage conversation and play with Karolina moreover, even the mothers who are supposed to be over with all the ‘’superficialness’’ and are supposed to be mature and nice to everyone, only happen to ‘’pop in’’ under guise of parental checking just to compliment karo, always with; ‘you look beautiful.’’ ,’’so sweet’’.

What is worse, is that after complimenting karo, they don’t stop to wish her a ‘’happy birthday’ they don’t even glance her way, instead choosing to go off to Frank Dean to loudly (seriously ladies chill) proclaim and shower him with compliments for his daughter; precious and remarkable. And to tell him that he’ll need to keep an eye out for boys, especially ‘’that chase stein.’’.

it burns her all the way down, fills her to the brim with shame, makes her cheeks red with embarrassment and her eyes sting with frustration and hurt. This party was a bad idea. She just wants it to be over, so everyone can leave, but unfortunately; there are games to play and ice cream to devour. So, it would take at least a few more hours till sweet solitude.

Amy and alex had left earlier to go inside to play video games in the living room, Karo is surrounded by her adoring ‘’public’’ alongside best friend Nico, Chase seems to be engaged with some of the boys playing soccer. Molly’s snacking on chips and pizza. Her parents are offering everyone their homemade cheese and joking around. Contemplating, maybe she could just slip up into her room to read, it’s not like anyone would notice plus she’s sad and bored, but just as she’ heading in,

‘‘hey Gert, you get the first try at the piñata. ’it’s chase, tone playful and boyish. Turning to him, she doesn’t fail to see his furrowed brows or his line of site. Chase, it seems, whilst clueless to her plan; has not failed to notice her on her own, or that currently, Gert is halfway inside through the patio door. He gestures to the bat he’s holding out to her, bringing a smile to her face. Giddy, she rushes off to make it rain candy.

Much later though, various parents gather them around for pictures and Gert’s perking up a bit, at least until she hears;

‘’Karolina, dear come stand next to Gertrude, you’re barely in the picture.”

Followed by;

“Karolina.come quick! I want to take a picture of you with the rest of your friends, you look beautiful in that dress of yours.’’

Standing next to Karolina who is glowing more than usual: flushed cheeks and shiny eyes from playing and laughing, not a single hair out of place and in a still crinkle-free baby pink dress and spotless white ballet flats, Gert feels less, in her army green shorts and purple blouse and old boots, long hair knotted and tangled, cheek scrapped. Rubbing salt to the wound is that, every picture taken focuses on Karolina. And the person who she feels closest too, her best friend, Chase looks just perfect on the left side of said blond blue-eyed girl, both beautiful and flawless; seeming to fit together.

In the end, though, just before leaving, Chase drags his mom over to take a picture with his best friend and birthday girl, his proclamation making Gert’s cheeks warm; and Molly, appearing out of nowhere jumps on her back and sings, terribly off-key’ happy birthday’-and quite loudly , in her ear, just as Mrs. Stein clicks on the camera.

She may be invisible to the world, but Gertrude Yorkes has her parents and Molly and Chase, they always see her.

2012

The ear-splitting bell had just released them from class and rushing out to meet the others in their usual corner in the playground.

‘‘Hey Gert, hold on a sec.” she barely hears him, but she stops. He’s short, a brown-haired kid with a combo of a weird smirk and smile;

With a rushed out ‘‘Hey thanks, ’ he starts walking with .Strange as it is, it’s also kind of nice, especially because everyone only talk to her just to ask her about-

‘‘So, you’re friends with Karolina?”. Of course. There is such a eagerness in his voice, making it obvious that he can’t play it cool.

‘‘Yeah”. She knows she’s being curt, but Gertrude Yokes doesn’t care.

‘‘And Chase, too? ’he keeps prodding.

‘‘Ye-’‘’

‘‘Do they, you know, like each other? Because I was thinking of asking Karolina to be my Valentine. And I want to know beforehand if she likes Chase or anyone else. I don’t want to step on anyone’s toes or cause any problem” he’s being so boyishly nice and bashful and sweet. Damn Karo.

No, I don’t know. And we’re eleven, we’re kids so we don’t normally talk about this stuff.’’ It comes out of her mouth in a rush, like strong waves crashing forcefully and loudly on the beach and the foam that’s left behind, dirty in the sand, gross and icky, is her embarrassment when she realizes what she said and how she said it.

‘‘bye, nicetalkingtoyou!” rushing the words out she power walks over to her friends, who are goofing off, Gert tries to ignore the burning in her heart and the way her blood is sluggish and cold.

Two weeks later, her card box only has 6 “Happy Valentine” friend cards, one from each of her friends: Molly, Chase, Nico, Karolina, Amy and Alex.

‘‘Molly asked me to put hers in for everyone, because she wasn’t allowed to come in and do it herself” says Chase, with a shy voice carrying a similar box, except his is full. She smiles in response.

*Whistles* ‘’Damn Karolina, did the whole school give you a card?” and her smile drops, Karolina’s got two boxes, bursting at the seams, Nico next to her, has a full box as well. Her eyes land on Alex and she feels better and a bit of kinship: they’re both in the same boat.

‘‘You need help there, Alex? ’voice playful and laced with sarcasm, she tosses in a wink.

‘‘You got your hands full, Gert. Doubt you could help me with mine.” He answers with a wink back. Self-deprecating humor for the win!

‘‘Let’s head out, whose place are we hanging out this time? ’asks Chase, his voice strained, sharp and heavy.

huh. Weird.

2012

She’s arguing with some jerk, he calls her a bitch. And just as she’s about to respond it’s Karolina that’s softly, yet firmly, tells him to watch his mouth and to leave. It surprises her. For the rest of the day she keeps talking with Karo, hanging out and it’s nice. She’s sweet, sometimes sickeningly so, but she treats her with respect and talks to her even when it’s just the two of them.

Two days later, though, Karolina starts acting weird. They’re in Alex’s game room, their usual afterschool hangout, and the seven of them are making plans for the weekend. Gert proposes to watch a scary movie at the movie theater.

Karo and Nico share a glace and look at her weirdly, then Karolina says:

‘‘Gert” voice stern and tone chastising it doesn’t suit her, Nico, sure, but not Karo, who adds:

‘‘If you don’t want to go to the sleepover it’s fine, but don’t just assume we won’t go either’ ‘

‘’What sleepover?’’ asks Gert curtly.

‘‘Don’t play dumb. Eiffel’s slumber party, she’d invited all the girls in our class, back on Monday.’‘

‘‘I wasn’t invited” even though her voice is steady, she can feel the humiliation staining her cheeks and shame settling on her shoulders. ‘‘I didn’t even know.”

‘‘oh….Gert I’m sor-“ starts to say Karolina, but Gert’s quick to stop her:

‘‘It doesn’t matter, though it seems like you and Nico won’t be able to hang out with the rest of us.” Then turning to the others; voice strained and forcefully cheerful; “So, what’s the plan kids?’‘

That weekend Alex has an online video game thing, Chase has a lacrosse away match and Amy has a school project. So, she and Molly have their own sisterly sleepover. It is awesome, fun and cozy.

2 months later;

Her friendship with Karolina has always been rocky. Karo’s a mama’s girl, the perfect girl, ethereal and nice. On the other hand, Gert is... well she’s Gert. They’re both too different, besides what friendship doesn’t have its patchy moments and difficulties. And moreover, it must be difficult for Karo to get along with her too. So, Gert tries, but things don’t always go smoothly.

Karolina usually has church things to go to, to be a face for it or just support her mother, but it comes in the way of their friendship a lot, mainly when Gert’s inviting her and the others to things, because if Karolina can’t come, then automatically no one ‘’can’’ come to her thing, whatever it may be. She tries not to feel snubbed and bitter, furthermore, her stance on religion doesn’t help, it usually just adds to the tension. Other times, it’s their differing personalities like now;

There’s a garage band that she hears off in the neighborhood which she wants to check out, but Alex isn’t into it, neither is Karo because, as she puts it, “loud angry music” is not something she’s into. She tries not to be offended or too sensitive about it and, ‘’luckily,’’ within seconds Chase is butting in offering up his plan. He does that a lot. He can’t side with either Gert or Karo so he always ignores the issue and friction at hand and proceeds to move the attention to something else. It bothers her that her best friend won’t stick up for her, especially when it’s against Karolina.

They end up hitting the Arcade and going for ice cream, Chase’s suggestion. And when she gets her period midway through, it’s Karolina who helps; handing her a pad and loaning her an extra pair of gym shorts. Coming out of the bathroom, she shoots a thankful little secret smile to Karo, who returns it with a soft one of her own. And that little secret makes things a little bit better between the two of them.

2014

Getting to take music lessons is a fun 13th birthday present from mom and dad. And even though Gert knows without a shadow of a doubt that she really likes chase. There’s this girl who sits next to her with piel morena y pelo negro. She has shining black eyes that light up when she’s being mischievous and sparkle when she smiles. She is beautiful, but not the angelic kind like Karolina, her beauty has a sharp edge and ruggedness to it, as does her wit, which can cut you in half. Valentina is also kind and sweet and mischievous, a bit of a trouble maker. She and Gert start to hang out a bit after class and, within a few weeks, Valentina is a regular visitor at the Yorkes’ household.

For Gert it’s refreshing to have a friend outside of her usual group of friends and even outside of her school circle. More importantly, having becoming friends with Vale boosts her confidence, even though it shouldn’t. Now, when all her friends within the “pride group” have their own thing, she doesn’t feel pathetic anymore as she’s no longer alone when they’re all busy.

When with the group she doesn’t feel out of place because she now has a friend to share certain interests with. Her research on feminism, for example. Her parents are feminists so hearing them talk openly about stuff is liberating and researching and learning has opened her mind and she feels she is a better person because of it. And nowadays, thanks to being able to share this with Valentina, she doesn’t have to nervously ramble about it with her disinterested friends. She doesn’t need to ask them to go with her to check out indie bands or to join marches, she has her parents, Molly and Vale for all of that.

A month into their friendship, she and Valentina have shared a kiss somehow,someway and in the end the details don’t matter, what is important is that it feels good. It’s different from kissing Chase, who was her first kiss when they were 12, they’d both wanted their first kisses to be safe and with someone they could trust, thus,with a touch of the lips, they’d kissed, but she’s not going to delve into that, too many feelings, too complicated for just a simple brush and press of lips. And that’s when it hits her, like a piano, loud and heavy and man it should have been obvious-she likes both boys and girls, and that maybe, maybe gender doesn’t matter to her. She’s attracted to Karolina, who’s both beautiful inside and out; she strongly likes Chase, who is someone she never wants to lose, someone who makes her feel safe, Chase who is all heart and soul. She likes Vale, who’s spunk and sweet and who shares interests with her, such as music, feminism and mischief, which she’s coming to like. Valentina who’s loud, who doesn’t make her feel small or shameful or patronized or last.

She continues to share little pecks with Vale sometimes, it’s nice and she likes Vale quite a bit, not as strongly as she feels about Chase, but that’s not something she wants to ruin with awkwardness with either of them.

Unfortunately, Karo catches her and Vale one day in Gert’s sound proof basement where they’re supposed to be working on a piece for Mr.Ashraff’s drums class, and the tensions rise too crucial heights. For days on end Karo’s quiet and tense and terse around her, spying on her through the corners of her squinted eyes- is Karolina homophobic?

Thus, once again, Gert doesn’t feel quite safe in the group and is on the brink of frustration when one day the seven of them are hanging out in Alex’s game-room. After yet another side eye from Karolina, she bursts;

‘‘Got a problem, Karolina?” her voice cold and bitter and angry to hide the hurt and the anxiety.

‘‘no.”

‘‘okay, good.”

‘‘good.”

‘‘I’m going to get some more soda” walking out to give herself a moment ,to reign in.she’s not alone,

‘you two okay? asks Chase in a soft yet concerned voice, sharing a worried look with Molly.

‘‘yeah. of course.’’ she’s lying so obviously lying, and by the looks on their faces, molls and chase know too.

She needs to avoid this confrontation, so Gert rushes back into the room and throws herself in her spot, pretending to look busy on her phone.

Craving something sweet Amy drags them all to timely for baked goods and frappes.

It takes her a bit to decide, but eventually she gives her order hesitantly to the annoyed barista. Gert feels accomplished, she doesn’t how or why she feels so uncomfortable at times, but she isn’t going to let it control her, she’s going to own that bitch one day.

“Oye bandadia’,(hey badass/bandit) calls her a teasing voice underlined with pride, for her? She turns so abruptly that she gets whiplash, and it hurts her neck. And yes, she isn’t hallucinating, it really is Valentina giving her a teasing smile with those shining lit up eyes.

‘Cállate cabra, probaste el vanilla frappe?” (shut up weirdo [goat],have you tried the vanilla frappe?) she manages to answer reigning in her nervousness. She’s still a little anxious about her order, but still, small victories, besides it’s seen as making conversation.

‘No, pero mi hermano sì y le gusto” (No,but my brother has,he liked it)Valentina tone ringing with teasing and smug and her lit up eyes, she knows, ugh, the little shit.

“ah, okis, hola” she says almost as an afterthought after realizing she hasn’t properly greeted her yet. leaning in to touch her cheeks and to make the kiss sound, only Vale kisses said cheek loudly. Afterwards, Gert can feel her cheeks warm and can also feel the group’s eyes on her, well not Molly’s because she knows Valentina and greets her the same way Gert did, except this time Vale doesn’t peck her cheek. So much for playing it cool. Proceeding to do the introductions to try and keep the attention away from her, more specifically Karolina’s, who is starring-hard. ‘‘everyone this is Valentina, a friend of mine from music class, vale, everyone.’’.

Bit’s only when they are back at Alex’s place that they start questioning her;

“what was that thing that you did and why did she kiss you on the cheek?” surprisingly it’s Chase. is it her or is he sounding rather insistent? And what is he prodding for?

‘‘She’s Chilean, now American Chilean, and in South America kissing each other cheeks or pretending to and just touching and making the sound is a common way of greeting people. And since she misses her home country, and since both Molly and I are Latinas, ‘I’m Jewish Latina, she’s asked us to greet her that way.” Gert automatically answers,it comes out sounding like she’s tossing in an obvious factoid-good, cause she’s anxious right now.

‘‘Oh..That’s sweet of you. ...and Molly” with a soft breathless voice and melting eyes. She doesn’t understand why he does that with her sometimes and she’s not sure she wants to know because it does things to her, and she doesn’t want to dig into that either, shit. are her own eyes doing the same? So, she lowers her head and fiddles with her frappe’s straw to keep herself busy.

‘but a kiss on the lips is just a kiss ’‘she can’t be serious.

‘‘‘Yes, a kiss on the lips, it’s usually universally meant for, you know, either love or lust or whatever people feel when they kiss.” Nope. She’s not going to let Karolina get to her. She won’t look at anyone or anywhere, yup she’s just sipping her frappe, it is delicious.

‘‘Gert?” just the sound of her name and how can someone sound so vulnerable and quiet and yet loud and baleful with only just a one-syllable word. But that’s just how Chase is. She makes the mistake of looking up at him and his whole stance has shifted, he’s tense, standing with his back straight, jaw clenched, Adam’s apple bopping, neck muscle pounding and his brown chocolate eyes are the color of burning onyx and are showing swirling hints of pain, sadness, anger and a few other things she can’t really discern. The air around Chase, chase is heavy and charged.

‘‘Valentina and I have shared a few kisses.... I’ve come to realize that I like both girls and boys, I don’t care about gender to be honest.” Her voice is quiet and firm, but she can feel the fear stirring up in her. She has realized she’s either bi or pan-sexual (yes, she’s been researching) and these people won’t be her friends if they’re not okay with it. She has her parents and Molls whom she has spoken with and have accepted her and they don’t love her any less because of it.

She’s tall and defiant, pushing down the fear; no one says anything but her sister comes to stand beside her, tan hand on her shoulder,squeezing, giving love and support, Moll’s brown eyes locked on the rest of the pride kids, cold and alert.

Looking at Chase and she sees that he has changed yet again. Now he’s looking at her softly and openly, but his eyes are still the color of onyx with all that swirling darkness, his aura is lightly tinted with loss and anger, his stance has relaxed, his arms hang loosely on his sides, but for some reason he looks defeated.

‘‘Chase?’ her voice comes out tentative, even she doesn’t know what she’s asking for. Acceptance? Understanding? to at least say something?

‘Gert” he says openly, standing in front of her, “you’re my best friend, always”, and she’s tearing up and she can’t take it anymore, so she clutches him to her and his arms wrap around her tight. Then he releases her, but plants himself on her right, throwing his arm around her shoulders, clutching her to his side giving her safety and support.

‘‘I don’t get it, but it’s okay. ’Nico says and then her, Alex and Amy and even Karolina all pull her in for a hug. It’s one of the best feelings ever.

Later she is left alone with him., everyone having left for their own homes but chase had come and stayed at her place, and Molly’, had feigned tiredness and retired to her room, the little sneak.

‘‘You like her, Valentina I mean?’‘he’s looking at her inquisitively.

‘‘I kind of do.” She keeps quiet and for some reason she feels guilty like she’s said something wrong. She and Chase have a well-balanced friendship that’s bordering on domestic, it’s easy going, even though sometimes it feels like a relationship to her; just without the label and the kissing, but it’s not and it’s best to break out of it now because he doesn’t like her, at least not like she likes him so it’s better to try and move on.

‘‘Are you or will you be dating her?” the more they talk the more dejected and frustrated Chase sounds.

‘‘No and no. I kind of like her, but I don’t want to be with her that way” she answers quietly.

‘‘Why?”

“I don’t know. She asked me on a date and I said no, because it didn’t feel right. Don’t get me wrong, kissing, it’s more like pecking to be honest, we’re still kids, pecking her it’s nice, but maybe I’m too young to date or maybe I can’t give her what she wants. She wants to build an established relationship in the future and Vale’s feelings are so much stronger than mine. I feel like we’re friends and we’re figuring things about ourselves, being bi or pan or whatever, it’s a slow road we’ve just found ourselves walking, and at this age.... She was disappointed with my answer but she accepted it. She’s asked for some time and space before we can go back to being friends.’’ It’s the truth, those were the things she told Vale except Gert’s leaving out another part, the one where she feels too strongly about Chase to entertain getting in any kind of relationship with somebody else. It wouldn’t be fair to Vale or herself. But there’s no chance in hell that she’s going to tell Chase that. Luckily, though, Vale understood and gracefully bowed out.

Gert, she’ll come around and be a friend to you again. Though probably time and distance will be good for both of you.”

‘‘I know” she answers pulling him in for yet another tight hug that day “Thank you, Chase’’ She’s pouring all her feelings in that hug and drowning in his security, she knows she’s putting herself on the line but it’s ok for now, she will chastise herself later for it.

During the next music class Vale doesn’t sit next to her or smile her way or even glance at her. And somehow the class had lost some of it’s luster. Within 2 months Vale and her family leave for Miami to be closer to her abuelita.

It’s stupid for her too feel sad, because she lost her friend long before she left,since they weren’t even speaking. But Gert can’t help but feeling sad for weeks until Molly has had enough and crawls into her bed and cuddles with her bringing her love and warmth and sunny, positive and reassuring feelings. She’s so lucky to have her.

The pride kids don’t treat her any different, except for Chase who listens to her, pays more attention to Gert and her rants, and asks her questions when he doesn’t seem to understand and needs further explanations. This is not a bad thing.

Though,looking back, Chase has always like this, constantly careful not to hurt; he checks his words when he does speak, he’s mostly quiet in serious matters instead choosing to absorb and think. It does make him passive at times-it annoys her, cause why won’t he just take a stand! dammit! He’s extra gentle with his strength. It’s heartwarming cause, God this boy is patient and he’s good to his core. He’s witty beyond measure, matching her in battles of wit and snark, which makes him even hotter, if that’s even possible. And Chase is a dork and a closeted theater junkie who likes to apply red tinted lip balm and rock out to “wake me up before you go go”.

2015

Amy’s dead. Alex didn’t show up to the funeral. Nico’s shut down. Karolina’s helpless. Molly is sad and won’t leave her room. Chase is furious because Wilder didn’t show up, so he’s concentrating on lacrosse and his physique. And Gert has being losing sleep and is overall, just losing it.

All of them are drifting apart, but at least Molly comes back to her, crawling into her bed, holding her tight so that no one could snatch Gert away and asks for her lullaby.

Days turn to weeks and then months. Her phone keeps quiet. None of them can stand to be together, so even calls or texts are too difficult to fathom and even at school they avoid each other.

She doesn’t know exactly what’s going on with the others, their absorbed in their own lives. Nico looks buried with guilt. Karo seems to feel helpless so she’s running off to the church. Chase is always looking angry and is slipping into the role of the popular jock living the typical high school life.

Gert develops anxiety and panic attacks, she starts to go to therapy accompanied by Molly -God does she loves Molly.She makes the careful decision to use the doctor’s prescribed pill. With the help of her family, the exercises she’s learnt from therapy and the pill, does she start to get better.

Though after a particularly bad panic attack, her long, long hair was a stressor. [Sentient tentacles pinching and chocking, wrapping around her neck, crushing it and crawling into her mouth and down her throat.] she gets a slightly layered bob with bangs. And purple, from an eco-friendly brand, because she needed the change, something to break out of the after the stifling aftermath that was Amy’s death and the disbanding of the group.

she’s doing alright and life without her friends, the pride kids and Vale, is slowly becoming her new normalcy.

At least it was, until she gets partnered up with Chase in astronomy. When the professor announces it, Eiffel snorts and proceeds to reassure Chase, who is sitting in front of her, that she’ll Snap him to keep him company. Gert feels her blood freeze and tries to control herself because she can’t lose it now.

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soepicsokim · 7 years ago

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Chapter 23

Dick is standing in a room full of candles and lilies, all that’s missing is me. After a short amount of time I stand at the door to the room Dick is waiting in. Taking a deep breath, I open the door and walk into the candle lit room. I slowly begin to turn in circles as I reach the middle of the room. “Richard? What’s going on?” I finally stop spinning as my eyes are on him

His breath catches when he sees me walk into the room. My hair is curled and hanging loose around my shoulders. The dress I’m wearing is a floor length, sweetheart neckline with small crystals along the edge. This emerald green satin dress makes me look, angelic. I start spinning in a circle taking in the lilies and all the candles, my dress is slowly lifting off the ground showing my matching high heels. Dick’s heart flutters as he watches me.

He sinks down to one knee with a small box outstretched toward me, in his hand. I stop spinning and lock eyes with him. “Lyds,” he clears his throat and tries again, “Lydia, I’ve known you since we were eight. I liked you then. I started to love you more as we grew older, hearing your thoughts helped me fall even more in love with you. Then finally finding you again and you picking me to be in your life.” Dick pauses and lets out a soft sigh, “Lydia Amy Lee Kent, would you please marry me?”

I’m breathing hard and sweat is dripping off my face. Smoke lifts from around me causing me to breathe fresh air for the first time. A shadowy figure walks up to me. The figure smiles at me causing me to relax more. “That's my girl.” The figure steps into the light, revealing himself to be Lex Luthor. I smile at Lex, as I look down at my feet to see the bodies of my favorite people lying under me.

I see Dick on top, then Bruce and Clark, along with Damian, Jason, and the rest of the Justice League. I look at Dick’s lifeless body under me and that's when I wake up. I sit straight up gasping for air and looking around for Dick. I can't see because my mind is in a fog, so I use my x-ray vision to look around the apartment. I finally find Dick laying next to me and my heart stops for a beat.

I listen for his heartbeat and for the sound of his breathing. When I finally hear his heartbeat I let out a soft sigh, “Thank god.” Gently getting out of bed, I walk to the guest bedroom and turn on instrumental music. I hover in the silence listening to nothing, watching nothing. Just floating.

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Dick wakes up, an hour later, and stretches his arms. His hand lands where I should have been lying, but he doesn’t feel me there. His eyes shoot open, “Babe?” He throws the blankets off and heads to the bathroom to see if I’m in there, “Princess?” He leaves the bathroom and heads into the kitchen and he doesn’t see me in there, “LYDIA? Where is she?” He stops and looks around the kitchen and the living room. That’s when he is able to hear very soft music playing from the guest bedroom.

He slowly opens the door and sees me floating in the middle of the room. my eyes are closed and my brow is furrowed. “Babe, are you ok?” Dick makes his way onto the bed in front of . He sits criss-crossed and watches me for a while. He is worried about me, but he stayed with me until he felt like he should surprise me with pancakes. He slowly gets up from the bed and walks to the door.

“Don’t leave.” I tell him as he stands at the door.

“I didn’t want to bother you.” He sighs as he walks up to me. He gently places his hand on my cheek, causing me to smile. “You scared me when you weren't there when I woke up.”

My eyes open as I lean into his touch. “Sorry. I had a nightmare and I didn't want to bother you, so I came in here.”

Dick sighs, “I wouldn't have minded if you woke me.” He looks at me for a while, “Wanna talk about it princess?”

I smile slightly and shake my head no. “It's ok marshmallow. I'm fine now.” I lean forward and kiss his nose, “Come on let's get breakfast.” Slowly floating back down to the floor to walk into the kitchen.

Dick grabs my hand and pulls me into him. His eyes locked with mine as he leaned his head down, causing his dry lips to meet my soft lips. On instinct we both close our eyes and wrap our arms around each other.

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1 Week Later:

“Stacy, I’m going to be out the rest of the week. I’ll be in Gotham and possibly Metropolis, if anyone needs me.” I say as I hand her a couple pieces of paper.

“Miss Lydia, Mercy with Lexcorp called asking if I had a time frame for what she asked for last week.” Stacy takes the papers and looks them over as she talks.

I stiffen at the mention of Mercy and give a small sigh, “I-I’ll give her a call.” I start to walk out of the office then I turn around to face Stacy, “Stacy, take vacation while I’m gone. You work to hard and you need time off.” With that I turn back around and walk to the elevators leaving a stunned Stacy.

Stacy watches in shock as I leave, “Thank you Miss Kent.”

I walk into the elevator and make a phone call, “Yes, hello. My name is Lydia Kent and…” … “O-oh, he is. Okay,Th-thank you.” … “I don’t like you having Mercy call my office.” …. “I, I don’t want any more tests.” … “ But Lex, I’m tired of it.” …. “S-sorry, yes sir. I’ll get you my blood by the end of the week.” … “Goodbye sir.” I hang up the phone as I walk out of the elevator and to my car ready for the drive over to Gotham. I pop in a CD and jam out to random music as I drive to Gotham and to spend the week with Bruce.

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Dick picks up the phone and calls Bruce, “Hey B. Um, I lost the first ring I bought Lydia while she and I were in New York. I haven't found one good enough to replace it yet.” … “Talk to Clark? Okay, You’re going to let Damian have your mother's ring, aren't you?” … “It's only fitting Bruce. He is your son.” … “Looks like I'll be in Metropolis for a while. Thanks Bruce.” He hangs up the phone and starts to pack a bag.

He grabs his Nightwing suit and mask, a couple of pairs of jeans and a couple of t-shirts. Once he is done packing his duffel bag, he makes him a quick bowl of Lucky Charms. He takes his time with the cereal, once he’s done he rinses out his bowl in the sink then heads to grab his duffel bag and the keys to his bike. Standing at the door he takes one final look around the apartment then leaves. He has to go see a Superman about his daughter.

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I pull up into the front gate at Wayne Manor and let off a sigh, “Home away from home.” Gently pushing down on the gas pedal I slowly make my way up to the front of Wayne Manor. Giving off another sigh, I put the car in park, cut the engine and sit there gazing at the grounds. A sharp knock causes me to jump. I turn my head to see Jason smiling at me pointing to the trunk. I nod then pop the trunk before I get out of the car. “I could handle that by myself you know.”

“And make those royal hands do work. I wouldn’t think of it.” Jason laughs as he walks with me to the front door of the Manor.

“Your eye looks better. I’m sorry he punched you.” I look at the ground as the two of us walk.

“Anyways, what are you doing in Gotham?” Jason watches me as I open the front door for him.

“Oh,um, well.” I look away from his gaze as I walk into the Manor. “Bruce is going to test my blood before we send it to Lex.”

Jason puts down my bag and looks at me, “Midnight, don’t do that. Don’t give him anything.”

“She isn’t.” A deep voice says.

I turn to face the voice and see Bruce standing there. “He had Mercy call today and ask where it was.”

“Well let’s send him some.” Bruce smirks and walks into the kitchen grabbing the Karo syrup, then grabbing red food coloring. “Come on.”

Jason and I follow Bruce to the Batcave where he mixes the food coloring and Karo syrup together. He grabs a syringe and sucks the syrup into the syringe then releases it into a vial. It looked like my blood. Bruce holds it up giving Jason and I a smirk, “Next time you see him, give him this.”

“Will that work?” Jason points to the vial Bruce is holding.

“Do you know how mad he will be when he finds out?” My eyes are wide as I think of all the things Lex will try to do when he finds out we deceived him.

“It’s going to have to work. I’m not letting him hurt you or take you away again.” Bruce gives everyone the signature Batglare.

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Dick pulls up outside of an apartment building in Metropolis. He dismounts the bike as he pulls off his helmet. Grabbing his duffel bag he walks into the building. He knocks on the door and takes a deep breath.

Clark opens the door, “Dick, um, hello.”

“We need to talk.”

A/N: What does Dick want to talk to Clark about? Lydia still calls Lex? Those dreams? STAY TUNED

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furederiko · 8 years ago

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The 2nd episode of Kyuranger paves way for an intriguing Duo of Thieves!

- Our episode opens with "The Space Shogunate, Jark Matter has designated the insurgent force Rebellion's Kyurangers..." Wow. Looks like the Shogunate is controlling the media as well, because the news comes up really quick. LOL at that bounty photos. Even Lucky is showing a "For real?" expression on his headshot. Hahaha. - As hinted last week, we get to see two more core characters of this show. Namely, the golden-colored robot(?) Balance (VA: Yuuki Ono, whose image song as Wen Yang in "Dynasty Warriors" series is to-die-for), and the silver-haired humanoid Naga Rei (Taiki Yamazaki) whose name might be derived from 'Nagareboshi' that means 'Shooting Star' in Japanese. Gold and Silver? Yep, that's a bit on-the-nose, eh? Both of them are already introduced in the opening, so not really a surprise. This duo is located in an industrial planet called Planet Jigama, and are inhibiting contrasting personalities. Hmmm... - Hooo... interesting! Raptor is briefing Lucky and Garu about the Jark Matter's... pyramid organizational structure! We actually always had this in past titles, but I think this is the first time it's been charted so... neatly. Above the cannon fodd... er I mean Combatants, there are Malisters (Daikaan in Japanese) who are essentially the MotWs. In higher rank, there are Menasters (Karo) who represents the 88 constellation systems (That's A LOT). And on top is Don Armage himself as the Shogun. I think the more important part would be that top-left part, the "Lecture by Raptor 283", because she IS acting like a lecturer. A strict one at that. I told you last week that her personality would clash with Hammy's, and well... it's happening already. LOL. We need more of this internal conflicts! By the way, Over-Time has changed Dorado Yellow's naming from Sparda into Spada (as well as Planet Jagama into Jigama, and Malicestrate into Menasters), which might be more appropriate. So I'll be following suit in my reviews. - Updated opening sequence! Lucky and Garu are in it now. Judging from the preview and the pattern so far, we're going to get the complete (9 Kyurangers) version come episode 5! Hey, I just noticed the sequence actually includes scenes from this episode too. Hope this trend continues. Oh, and yeah, the Lacerta Kyu Globe (Tokage/Lizard) has also debuted in this episode! During the CM that is (Kyuranger Choco!!!)... LOL. - Dumb Lucky is trusting people TOO easily. I'm considering to call him Dumb-Luck from now on. In case you're wondering why Balance and Naga call themselves as BN Thieves, that's simply their initials put together. All those colored-skinned aliens reminds me of "Guardians of the Galaxy", but this diner scene also easily reminds me of Star Wars' Mos Eisley. Does this mean the BN Thieves are nods to Han Solo (or should I say, Duo)? I used to think that way last week, in that Naga might be serving as a Han-esque figure, while Balance as his Chewbacca. But it seems I might have been inaccurate. In fact, Naga's lack of emotion might be a nod to a particular Marvel's movie character instead: Drax the Destroyer! Then again, he also has that lack of social knowledge, that makes him feels like... a robot? A clone? Okay, hold that thought. Turns out everyone in his silver-haired planet also LOOKS the same. Creepy. Like, "Children of the Corn"-level creepy. By the way, Naga's actor looks so MUCH better without that silver wig. It's amazing the effect of make up to people, right? - Dumb-Luck is also very naive, isn't he? Or perhaps, too... optimistic? But that's why I can't hate him, because he's basically acting like a little brat. Speaking of personality, Balance is VERY lively. And he's sleazy too. I LOVE HIM already LOL. He reminds me of Hondo Ohnaka from "Star Wars REBELS". The fansub might not reflect it, but he has a habit of spouting slang and/or making wordplay in his speech. Like that line "Nice to meetcha!"? In Japanese he actually uses the word 'Shiku-yoro' instead of the spelling-correct 'Yoroshiku'. Perhaps, this is his character's signature style? He makes a fun pair with Naga though. One half who doesn't know how to express emotions (and longs to obtain ones), the other is expressing a little too much (without caring for other's emotions). There's a hint that Balance is just using Naga though, so I can't help but wonder how the two of them get together in the first place? Hmmm... - We have a big cast, and that's a fact. Which is probably why, the transformation and stylish roll calls are incorporated in the battle. I like this approach. Of course, this goes for the Kyurangers who are not taking the spotlight. In this case, it's the other Kyurangers beside Lucky, who plot-wise, are put to the side. That's both the advantage and disadvantage of having a big cast. - Our MotW is Malistrate Gammetsui, who seems to be based on... a turtle? Salamander? He's the boss of Jigama, and he's interested about the Kyuranger's 50 million bounty. But the team is divided into two, so which one will he target? Lucky for him, it's Dumb-Luck's team. What about the other team? Eridron (who shoots arrows, obviously, since he's from Sagittarius) himself deals with Spada and the rest. This is just episode 2, but already a Menaster is on the front line? And forcing our heroes to run for their life? NICE. After all, it's 9 Kyurangers against... the galaxy *sigh*. - Great Gawd, Dumb-Luck triggers the alarm on purpose, and calls it LUCK *smh*. He sees the good in everything, doesn't he? Holy twist, Balance actually SELLS OUT Lucky to Gammetsui. That's 'GOI-SU'!! (FYI, 'Sugoi' means 'Awesome', but you've probably known that already). All for the sake of the blue-colored treasure he's trying to steal. Technically, he's acting like the episode's 2nd MotW, much to Naga's dismay. Hence, the part where Naga chooses to be a 'friend' for Lucky and betrays him, gives Balance the shock of his life. Worse that that, Lucky actually believes that all these are merely Balance's plan? He IS that naive, eh? Wait till he knows the truth... - Which won't happen. LOL. Of course, Balance's conscience wins over him, thus he chooses to rescue Naga. It seems they are connected with a bond that's stronger than... wait a sec?! Why do they remind me of... C3PO and R2D2?!! OvO... Anyways, thanks to this rescue, we get to know who, or WHAT exactly Balance is. He's a machine organism who has the ability to control other machines. Basically, like the antagonists of "Chouriki Sentai Ohranger". Hmm... it'd be great if he is from one, right? Because that would make both series canon. Naga on the other hand, has the ability to freeze enemies just by glaring at them with his glowing green eyes. A neat nod to Greek Myth's Medusa, perhaps? - Balance wants to team up with Lucky to get loots, and also emotions for Naga. So definitely NOT in this to play a hero. He blatantly says this goal outloud, and Lucky's okay with it! I think it's good that these 2 new members have their own 'selfish' goals to be part of the Rebellion. In fact, we need more heroes who function in grey-areas like these. And nothing's wrong with that, because hey, they have awaken their Libra and Ophiucus Kyu Globes JUST because of that. Random trivia: in the recent 13 Zodiacs concept, Ophiucus is also a horoscope sign just like Libra. It's closely aligned after Scorpio, which will have a representation in this show very soon. - Yep, Balance and Naga are the focus characters, so they have the rights for a full transformation and roll call sequence. #4 The Trick-Star Libra Gold and #6 The Silent Star Ophiucus Silver make their debut! Before you complain that Leo Red is tagging along, do remember one thing for the sake of being fair: he hasn't had the chance to do these properly last week! XD. And yes, though many might be annoyed with it, I'm loving Libra Gold's dandy atttitude and attention-seeker poses too. It makes him stands out and... unique. At least audience would be worried that Naga might be in some bad company! Hahaha. Also... LOL at that not-so-subtle Kyu the Weapon's sales promotion. But never mind that, because the cool group finisher "All-Star Crash" is genuinely cool. - First 'earth'-based mecha battle and also first shot of the enlargement method for the show's MotW. Looks like all Jark Matters have the ability to do this, with the help of that weird Empire's symbol. I'm liking how Libra Voyager and Ophiucus Voyager have two forms, the spaceship one and humanoid. And the way the two practically kicks Chamaeleon Green and Dorado Yellow out of Kyuren-Oh? LOL to that. They even have their own finisher, the yo-yo slam "Kyuren-Oh! Trick Break! Super Galaxy". Due to the limb-changing concept, looks like TOEI can't rely on stock footage for the mecha's transformation and final moves this season. I hope this means we'll be getting a variety of new combination every week. - Since they have officially joined the team, Naga wears the Rebellion's uniform, while Balance? He gets a new paint-job. The best part of this closing scene, is already we're seeing personality clashes. The easy friction between Hammy's manner of speech with Balance, or how Balance and Spada seems to be on the same 'dandy' page. Whoops, that's not the closing scene. We get a quick glimpse of the next Kyuranger. This mysterious man (seriously? XD) has an Orange Kyu Globe, but his pendulum looks like a Kyu Globe too, and it's colored... Blue? Hmmm... intriguing! - Ending sequence is obviously updated as well. The BN Thieves are now included, and put center stage. It looks even crowded now, and we still have two more! At least the dance is fun, right?

Overall: This episode introduced two more characters, and more importantly two more different types of personalities. It's going to be interesting to see how they interact with the previous six members (including Raptor). The dynamic of Balance and Naga Rei was more than just intriguing or fun to watch, it evoked questions and mysteries as well. These are great potentials that are prime to be explored in future episodes, and I sincerely hope that will indeed be the case. After all, opportunities to dish out and develop every characters are just too good to ignore. On a side note, we're only in episode 2, and we already have seven Kyurangers. Do you think the plot is moving too fast? I mean, they could've simply made the BN Thieves intro into a 2-parter, right? If the show gathers all its core heroes in just 5 episodes, I wonder how the story will play out in the episodes that follow? Hmmm... Next week: Meet the Dragon Commander! Also, beware the sting of... Dopplegangers?

Episode 02 Score: 8 out of 10

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tellytantra · 5 years ago

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OS: Tera Mera Pyar- our journey Neil was sitting in his room alone. He was still in the shock after what happened in the court. He was desperately fighting for the custody of his daughter Keya, the only hope of his life. But God had decided to bereave him of this happiness too. When it seemed that he was winning the case the shocking turn of events has left everyone stunned. Suddenly Ritwik had turned up in the court claiming that Keya was his daughter hence her custody cannot be given to Neil. He showed judge not only some intimate photos of Isha and him confirming their affair but also had DNA report which left no doubt that Keya was indeed his daughter. As a result the judge had granted divorce to Neil on his terms but since Neil was not biological father he had not got the custody of Keya. He was under the shock as he didn’t know what to do next? Whom to believe? The truth he lived all his life…his dream….his daughter Keya…was the biggest lie. Neil was lost in his thoughts when Mini came in the room. “I know what has happened today is difficult to accept but take it positively. Now you don’t have any string attached to your past. You can move on in life. Start your life afresh. ”Mini said as she took his hand in hers. “My daughter was my only hope. Now even if I want to move on with whom I’ll do that? Kaun hai jiske liye jiyu…jisko paane ki ichha rakhu?” Neil asked directly looking into Mini’s eyes. Ever since he had told Mini about his past Mini had friend zoned him. Suddenly all their moments, their eye locks were hurting her. He was yearning for her love and she was busy distancing herself from him. He didn’t even know what changed suddenly? He didn’t cheat her in any way. He told her the whole truth before confessing his love. He could understand that it was too much to take in but he had full confidence in Mini that she would understand his situation. After all her mom Babita went through same phase and she not only supported her mom but also remarried her to Hanuman Uncle. But Mini after knowing the truth was behaving as if she never loved him. All that happened between them was nothing but friendly gestures. She use to stress the word ‘friend’ whenever she talked with him. When her mom tried to persuade her to not go to Delhi with him Mini had replied that its her duty as his friend to stand by him in every tough situation. Her mom had forbade him from confessing his love to Mini but he had thought that there was no need of confession. Mini could sense him and his love but this ‘friend’ tag had irritated him to the core. So now he wanted answers. “You can nurture new dreams, meet new people in life. Don’t give up hope.” Mini replied after fighting a lot with her emotions. She wanted to shout out that Neil should live for her. Start a fresh life with her. But ever since she got to know his past she understood that he was not in love with her. He had his family, his wife, his daughter….all those memories in his house in Delhi. Maybe he needed emotional support as he was alone that’s why he unknowingly came near her and she took it as his love. The truth was her love was always one sided. When he had told her about his life, marriage in details and how his marriage broke Mini had again got a hope that he wanted to move on but then he never confessed his love. Her mom Babita who came to know about her feelings towards Neil had tried to make her understand several times that Neil had a love marriage. Her wife was his first love and he will never forget her even if he gets divorce. But Mini’s heart had refused to believe. She knew he had moved on in life and don’t love Isha anymore but then the fact the he hadn’t confessed his love for her was bothering her and made her feel that he doesn’t love her. “Mini...I…want to …say something….” Neil started finally gathering up his courage to confess his feelings but just then Babita interrupted them. Babita looked at Mini angrily and then at their entwined hands. Mini quickly left his hand and stood up from his bed. “Mini, Arya is calling you. She is saying that she will only drink milk from your hands. Please go and handle her.” said Babita to send Mini away. “But mom right now…” Mini tried to say no but Babita didn’t let her complete. “Offo Mini chali ja na…tujhe pata hai na teri chhutanki kitni ziddi hai.” Babita said and pushed Mini from the door. When she was sure that Mini is out of earshot she turned towards Neil, “Look Neil, whatever happened with you is very unfortunate and we sympathize with you but now that every thing is sorted I want you to leave this haveli.” Babita said directly without beating around the bush. “What? Why?” asked Neil shocked. “What will you do now here? Mini ki feelings ke bare mein to tum jante hi ho. Pehle to usko rokne ke liye tumhara past tha but ab toh wo bhi nahi hai….aise mein tum yaha rahoge toh Mini ko kaise rok paungi tumhare kareeb aane se? Isliye it will be better if you leave this place.” Babita explained her problem. “But that’s exactly my point. Previously you were against our relationship and forbade me from confessing my love because I was still not divorced but now everything is finished related to my past. Not only I got divorce but it turned out that Keya was also not my daughter. I don’t have any string attached to the past now. I was thinking that now I will confess my feelings to Mini and we will start fresh.” Neil tried to make her understand. “So what if you got divorced? Mini will always be a second woman in your life. My daughter is young. She has a bright future. She can get anyone then why she should settle for a divorcee?” asked Babita. “Is life some kind of competitio nto you…lets see who’s daughter gets best husband…is that so? Yes I was married but now I am divorced and I had moved on 5 years ago from Isha. I love Mini. She loves me then what is the problem?” Neil again made a desperately attempt to make her understand. “How you can be so sure that she loves you? Has she ever said that?” Babita inquired. “No, she never said anything but nor did I. We can sense each other. I know she loves me. She is not saying it because she may be confuse what I really want and then all this court drama…there was no time for a love confession.” Neil answered. “Toh jo kaha nahi gaya use hamesha ke lye unkaha hi rehne do…..koi jarurat nahi hai Mini ko kuch kehne ki….chale jao yaha se….meri beti ke aage puri life padi hai abhi..tum kyu uski life kharab karna chahte ho?” Babita requested. “Did you ask your daughter once what she wants?” Neil questioned. “Not needed. She is not mature enough to know whats right or wrong for her. Its my duty to think about her future.” Babita replied. “What if she comes to me and confess her love for me?” Neil asked.“That will never happen.” Babita said with confidence. “Ok, aap chahti hain na main chala jaun yaha se….theek hai chala jaunga…kal hi….kyunki ab main bhi thak gaya hoon is sab se….chahta toh main bhi yahi hoon ki Mini hamare rishte ko ye dosti ke parde se na dhake aur ise wo naam de jo sach mein hum dono ek dusre ke liye feel karte hain…..theek hai…main kal hi chala jaunga….aur khuch nahi kahunga apni feelings ke bare mein usko….lekin agar usse pehle khud Mini ne agar apna pyar accept kar liya tab….then I am sorry…main nahi rok paunga khud ko sach kehne se.” Neil said as he prepared himself for the greatest gamble of his life. “Don’t worry, tum jaane ki taiyaari karo Mini wont confess her love first….She is my daughter….call it her ego or whatever….she will never confess her feelings first.” Babita accepted the challenge. Next day Neil announced that he will be leaving haveli forever in the evening. Babita smiled in victory but Mini was shocked. “Why you want to leave Neil?” Mini asked. “Why should I stay? For whom?” Neil had counter questioned. Mini was left speechless after that. He was right. What would he gain living here? She wanted to say that she love him but then thought what difference her one sided love will make in his decision. So she left the place quietly. Mini tried but failed to maintain her calm. Her heart was beating with jet speed ever since she heard Neil say that he will leave in the evening. Mini was restless. She decided she cant stay in haveli anymore as she felt suffocated and went to meet Preet. She decided she will spend all her time in Preet’s house and will only go back at night. This way she wouldn’t have to see Neil leaving. Babita on the other hand smiled in triumph as she looked Mini leaving for Preet’s house and Neil accepted his defeat. He closed his eyes and let his tears fall for his unfulfilled love. He started to pack his bags. Mini was anxious and was pacing here and there in Preet’s room. “Mini. calm down.You wont get anything like this. If you love Neil so much than why you are letting him go? Stop him. Say that you love him.” Preet advised. “But I don’t know if he loves me or not and whether he will stay if I ask him.” Mini shared her doubt. “Oye Mini, don’t use your brain. Ye dil ki baatein hain….tu bas apne dil ki sun…tujhe kya lagta hai…tumhare beech ab tak jo kuch hua kya wo sirf ek friendship thi usse jyada kuch nahi?” Bobby asked as he entered in the room.“But he never said….”Mini began telling but Bobby interrupted her. “Ok, don’t confess your love but atleast go to the haveli. I am coming from there. Neil is all set to go. He was as restless as you. Kam se kam usko last bar bye toh bolde.” Bobby said. “No…I…cant….” Mini stammered but this time Preet stopped her.“Why? Are you afraid that you will become weak in front of him?” Preet taunted. “No way Preet kaure…..I am a strong girl…itni mushkile jheli hai maine itni pareshaniyo ka saamna kiya hai…phir ye pyar vyar kya cheez hai….ye bhi seh sakti hoon…mujhe koi fark nahi padega Neil ko jate hue dekh kar.” Mini said with confidence. “Ok, then prove it. Lets go to haveli and say him bye.” Bobby said as he looked to Preet and winked at her s their plan to trigger Mini was successful. Mini came back to haveli with Bobby and Preet. Babita was tensed to see Mini back but as everyone was there she couldn’t say anything. Everyone, Mini and her friends, Babita, Hanuman, Naeem bi, Arya , Dadu Biji, Rani were standing in the living hall to see off Neil. Arya was crying continuously, “Mumma please Neil ko jaane se rok lo na…wo kyu jaa raha hai hume chhod kar?” asked Arya innocently. “Shut up, bado ke beech mein nahi bola karte.” Babita chided her. Neil came out with his bags. Mini took a deep breath to control her heart which she felt was sinking. Mini kept looking at Neil as he one by one said goodbye to everyone. Mini turned around and ran upstairs as she couldn’t stand there anymore. Preet ran after her. Neil saw her going and he felt bad she didn’t even wait to say him bye. “Mini, what happened? Yaha kyu aa gayi?” asked Preet. “Because I am not a strong girl….I cant see him going…its hurting me….my heart is bleeding…I thought I could bear it but cant take it any more.” Mini wailed. Just then they heard the sound of a car’s horn. Preet looked outside window and saw a cab has come and Neil was putting his luggage into it. “Mini, Neil is going….dont you want to see him last time….baat mat karna…durr se dekh lena.” Preet suggested. Mini nodded in yes as finally the fact that Neil will be gone in few minutes sunk in. Mini ran out of the room. She came to the stairs and watched Neil taking out his luggage one by one. Mini kept looking him as if transfixed into the moment. Suddenly she saw herself leaving the house in place of Neil as she remembered the moment when she went to Australia leaving her parents. Mini was rooted to her place as whole scene played before her eyes like a movie. She saw herself leaving, tears in her eyes…desperate plea of her heart that her babes and Hanuman uncle should stop her somehow and same desperate pleading in their hearts that somebody stop their daughter from going. But none of them listened to their heart. Mini left the house. Then scene shifted to her lonely days in Australia…how she missed her family…then that fateful day when she was in Manali and she got the news that her parents have met with an accident. How she spend whole night in hospital praying for their well being. She remembered the panic she experienced when doctor said that it was very difficult to save them. Mini had hugged all her friends and said that she loves them as she felt that feelings should not be kept bottled up. One should say it when they have time because we don’t know anything about life. Later doctor has informed them that Babita and Hanuman were out of danger. Mini had sighed in relief and the very first thing she did was to tell them how much she loved them. The flash back finished and Mini came out of trance. She looked at Neil and realized that she is again going to make the same mistake. Neil was about to go with the last bag when Mini shouted, “Neil, ruk jao please.” Neil turned around to look at Mini. She came running to him and threw herself at him. Neil at first was taken aback but then finally hugged her back. “Don’t go Neil…please don’t go. You said you don’t have any reason to stay…this is not true…stay for me…I love you Neil…I love you so much….I know you only consider me as your friend but please give a chance to this relationship….please stay for me….main janti hoon mujhe tumhe rokne ka koi haq nahi hai….” Mini trailed off as Neil put a finger on her lips. “Tumhe hi toh saare haq hain Mini….mujhe rokne ka…mujhe pyar karne ka….mere sath life spend karne ka….because I love you too….I have always loved you but couldn’t say anything because of my past.” Neil also confessed his love. Both of them hugged each other tightly not even bothering about the other people present in the room. Arya looked at them and blushed. She hid her face in her mumma’s dupatta. Bobby whistled for them while Preet cheered. Naeem bi blessed them. Hanuman Singh just smiled looking at them but Babita was fuming with anger. “Ye nahi ho sakta…ye rishta mujhe manjoor nahi hai.” Babita said as she pulled Mini away from Neil. “What are you saying babes? Why you cant accept this relationship?” asked Mini surprised. “Because he is a divorcee. Society will always call you a home breaker and second woman in his life.” Babita made her point clear and Dadu Biji supported her. Before Mini could say anything Hanuman Singh spoke,“Makaan malkin ji..ye kya ulti seedhi baatein kar rahi hain aap? Aapki jagah aur koi hota toh main samajh sakta tha par aap….aapne toh khud jhela hai aisi situation ko…aap toh jaanti hain…samajhti hain sab.” “Meri baat alag thi. Aapki pehli patni ki death ho chuki thi siliye mujhpe koi ghar todne ka iljaam nahi laga paaya….aur phir Mini mere sath thi…ek bacchi ki maaka ka hath aur kaun tham ta? Par Mini abhi young hai unmarried hai aur iske aage puri zindagi padi hai…ise toh koi bhi ladka mil jayega phir ise divorcee se hi kyu shadi karni hai?” Babita asked. “Nigodi, kaisi baatein kar rahi hai? Shadi na hui mano majaak ho gaya….Neil divorcee hai to kya hua…kya wo ek achha insaan nahi hai? Tujhe life mein dusra mauka mila toh kya Neil ko uska haq nahi hai?” Naeem bi tried to make her understand. “But why should Mini make compromise in life to give second chance to Neil. He is free to move on in life but why we marry off our grand daughter to him?” asked Dadu. “Waah ji waah…matlab Bhagat Singh paida ho lekin apne nahi padosi ke ghar mein….kya logic hai aap logo ka….jab Babita ji ki dusri shadi ki baat aayi thi toh aapne bada support kiya tha…kyu…kyunki aapke khud ke bête ne inhe dhoka diya tha…aapke sar par wo paap ka bojh tha jise aap utarna chahte the inka ghar phirse basa ke…tab toh aapne badi badi baatein ki thi…meri tareefe ki thi main bahut mahaan hoon jo aapki bahu aur poti ko apna raha hoon….ab jab aapki poti kisi ladke ko wahi mauka dena chahti hai to wo compromise ho gaya aapke liye? Kyu?” matlab aapko kisi ko dusra maka dene se aitraaz nahi hai bas apne ghar ki beti aisa kare usse problem hai." Hanuman Singh asked the logical question. “Our case was different. I was divorced. You were a widower so we were kind of equal.” Babita expressed her hesitation. “Really babes? Is there a rule that a divorcee or widower should only re marry a girl who is also either divorcee or widow? It’s not about divorce or second marriage babes….you are missing the whole point here….its about giving second chances to life….Some people are lucky enough to find their soulmate in first attempt while others are not. Neil was not the lucky one. He loved Isha and it turned out to be a mistake….then he met me…we are soul mate babes….made for each other….koi fark nahi padta ki Neil ki shadi ho chuki hai ek bar….he is legally free to start his life again.” Mini explained. “But…society…” Babita again tried to argue but Hanuman Singh requested her, “Makaan Malkin ji bas karo….bahut ho gaya ab…society ke darr se aap kab tak apna aur apne parivar ka nuksaan karte rahoge….ye Veer Balika sari life apke sath khadi rahi…ladti rahi is society se…ab aapki bari hai…ise support karne ki usi society ke against….aapko dikhai nahi deta kya…ye dono bacche kitna pyar karte hain ek dusre se….ho jane do inhe ek….de do apna aashirwaad….aapko mere pyar ki kasam.” Hanuman said as he took Babita’s hands in his and pleaded again. “Haan, mumma ho jane do na Veer Balika aur Geanie ki shadi.” Arya also requested. Babita saw Mini and Neil and determination in their eyes. Finally Babita had to agree. She looked at Mini. she could see happiness in her eyes so Babita decided to finally let go of her fears. “But, I will only allow Neil here if you two are ready to get marry as soon as possible.”Babita said and everyone agreed to her. Soon dates of Miniel wedding were fixed for next week. Babita didn’t want to give any chance to the society to say anything against Mini. So she asked Neil to shift at Bobby’s house for a week. Mini and Neil’s haldi ceremony came. Haveli was decorated with yellow flowers and everyone was wearing a yellow dress for the event. Mini was sitting in the middle of the hall wearing light yellow sleevless salwar kurta. Everyone put haldi on Mini while Arya emptied the whole utensil fill of haldi on Mini stating that she will look very beautiful after it. Mini ran in the whole house after Arya to catch her. When she finally did she took her in her arms and colored her with the haldi too. After haldi Mehndi ceremony was the next, “Toh Mini, kya likhwayegi ke apne haatho par? Janu, darling ya honey?” Preet teased her. “Iski koi jarurat nahi hai…simply Neil likh do chalega.” Mini replied. “Where should I write it?” asked Preet. “Write anywhere but cover it with complicated design so that he wont be able to find it.” Answered Mini. “Why?” asked Preet. “Arre you don’t know? It’s a ritual yaar. He has to find his name on my hands on our first night and if he win I have to gift him something.” Mini explained. “Then I should write it very large and clear so that he will find it quickly.” Said Preet. “But why? you wantme to lose?” asked Mini. “Arre stupid agar jyada hi chhupa diya toh kahi aisa na ho ki wo bechara puri raat apna naam hi dhundta reh jaye aur kuch kar hi na paye.” Preet laughed while Mini hit her playfully. After Mehndi Sangeet ceremony. Neil and Mini both were present in Haveli. Suddenly lights were off and flash light fall on Babita. She was dressed in typical Punjabi Patiala suit of Pink and contrast orange. Mini looked at her as music started to play and she began to dance. All light came back and song started- Mehndi hai rachnewaaliHaathon mein gehri laaliKahe sakhiyaan ab kaliyaanHaathon mein khilnewaali hainTere mann ko jeevan koNayi khushiyaan milne waali haiO hariyali bannoLe jaane tujhko guiyaanAane waale hai saiyaanTha amenge aake baiyaanGoonjegi shehnaayiAngnaayi angnaayi Babita danced to the beats as she put her hands on her waist and moved it with the rhythm. Mini looked at her babes and couldn’t stop her happy tears. It was true that she would have married Neil even if everyone else opposed it but marrying the love of your life with the support of family was something every girls dreams of. Babita pulled Biji, Naeem bi, Preet, Rani and Arya with her on the dance floor and all of them danced together in same steps celebrating Mini’s happiness. Gaaye maiya aur mausiGaaye behna aur bhabhiKe mehndi khil jaayeRang laaye hariyaali banniGaaye phoofi aur chaachiGaaye naani aur daadiKe mehndi mann bhaayeSaj jaaye hariyaali banniMehndi roop sanwaareO mehndi rang nikhaare hoHariyaali banni ke aanchalMein utrenge taareinMehndi hai rachnewaaliHaathon mein gehri laaliKahe sakhiyaan ab kaliyaanHaathon mein khilnewaali hainTere mann ko jeevan koNayi khushiyaan milnewaali hai Soon their dance was over and everyone started cheering for Mini and Neil to perform on the song. Though Neil initially tried to say no but then he looked at Mini who pleaded him to say yes, Neil agreed. He asked for Mini’s hand and took her to the middle of the hall. The song started to play- Main Agar Saamne Aa Bhi Jaaya KaroonLaazmi Hai Ki Tum Mujhse Parda KaroApni Shaadi Ke Din Ab Nahin Door HaiMain Bhi Tadpa Karoon Tum Bhi Tadpa Karon Neil turned Mini and pulled her towards him with a jerk but Mini brought her duppatta between them uing it as a veil. Neil turned around but then Mini stopped him dropping her veil Badi Mushkil Hai Yeh Mera Dil HaiBadi Mushkil Hai Yeh Mera Dil HaiTum Hi Kaho Kaise Mein Chup Rahoo Neil again tried to hug her when Mini pushed him playfully and tried to run. Neil hold her choti and pulled it a little to tease her. Mini became angry and warned him to leave her choti Satane Ke Manane Ke Yeh Din Hai Aazmaane KeZara Samjha Karo Dilbar Tumhe Meri Kasam Mini came towards him and slowly freed her choti from his hold. Neil held her by waist and Mini was lost in his eyes. She wanted to hug him and kiss him but she knew everyone was present here so she just kept looking in his eyes longingly Yehi Meri Hai Majboori Sahi Jaaye Na Ab DooriMera Kya Haal Hai Kaise Bataaon Sanam Neil turned her around and hugged her from behind as they swayed with the music.Neil held her hand and moved it upwards then closed it in a promise. Zameen Hogi Gagan Hoga Tera Mera Milan Hoga Main Agar Tum Se Nazren Milaaya KaronLaazmi Hai Ki Tum Mujhse Parda Karo Apni Shaadi Ke Din Ab Nahin Door HaiMain Bhi Tadpa Karoon Tum Bhi Tadpa Karon Babita could see her daughter was so much in love with Neil and he too seemed totally engrossed in her love. She wiped her tears as she first time felt the depth of their feelings and realized that they were indeed made for each other and she could not have seperated them. Finally the day of their marriage came. Neil was sitting in the mandap wearing cream colour sherwani and indo western pants. He had red turban on his head. Panditji called for bride. Babita came in Mini’s room to take her to the mandap. Mini was dressed in red lenhga with golden border. Her hair was tied in a high bun and she was wearing heavy work golden dupatta on her head. Babita took som ekajal and put it around Mini’s ear, “Kahi nazar na lag jaye meri Minni ko.” Babita said as she had happy tears in her eyes. Mini hugged her babes, “Thank you babes for agreeing for this marriage.” Mini sobbed. “Offo Veer Balika, mumma aap log kitna rote ho…Veer Balika tumhara pura makeup kharab ho jayega phir Neil tumse shadi nahi karega.” Arya said as she tried to drag them to the mandap. Mini and Babita both laughed at her antics. Mini saw Arya was just looking like her replica or small version of her in exact same kind of lehnga and dupatta. Babita held Mini’s one hand while Arya held her other hand and they both took her to the mandap. Neil saw his bride and forgto to breathe. She was looking gorgeous in that red lehnga her ethereal beauty was captivating him in its charm. She came and sat on his left side. Both of them looked at each other and panditji started chanting mantras. Panditji called Hanuman for kanyadan. He came and completed the rituals as he handed over Mini’s hand to Neil, “Waise toh ye meri VeerBalika hai par kabhi kabhi na bahut emotional ho jati hai….kamjor pad jati hai.Tum iska hamesha sath dena. Ise sari mushkilo se bachakar rakhna.” Hanuman said and wiped his tears. “Don’t worry, apni jaan se bhi jyada sambhal kar rakhunga aapki Veer Balika ko.” Neil promised. After that panditji asked Neil to fill Mini’s mang and tie mangal sutra around her neck. Neil did that all the while looking into Mini’s eyes. Their eyes communicated their emotions for each other. Words were not needed at that moment. Soon they stood up to take seven pheras and became man and wife. They took the blessings of all elders. Babita brought Mini to her room. “I know you are nervous. Every girl goes from this situation. But you have to trust your love and don’t let your fears overshadow your mind as you are starting your new life today.” Babita said and Mini nodded nervously. Just then Neil came in the room. He knocked at the door to gain their attention. “Neil, come…I was about to..go” Babita said and started to leave when Arya came running there. “Mumma today I will sleep with Veer Balika and Neil.” Arya declared. Babita gasped while Mini and Neil laughed. “Arya, no baccha you cannot sleep here. Come lets go.” Babita tried to take her away but Arya was adamant not ot go anywhere. Finally Babita had to promise her that she will allow Arya to eat her favorite chocolates for one whole week to make her leave the room. Neil closed the door and prayed now nobody would disturb them. He came close to Mini. She turned around nervously and gripped the railing of bed to control her heart which started beating so loud and fast that she feared Neil would hear it. Neil turned her around and made her look into his eyes. “Thank you so much, for coming into my life….for saving me from darkness and fulfilling my life with bright rays of happiness.” Neil said and kissed her forehead. Soon Mini lose her inhibition and closed her eyes to savor the feeling and his closeness.Finally they were together with the blessings of her parents and now nobody could sepearte them or point finger on their relation. From now on they will live every moment in each others arms. Mini hugged him and they kept standing like that for some time trying to revel in the feeling that their love won at the end. The journey of their love was completed today. Neil pulled Mini and cupped her face. Mini dropped. her eyelids understanding whats going on in his mind. Neil leaned down and kissed her on the lips marking the beginning of their togetherness. Mini lost herself in his love filled kiss and started responding him. Neil lifted her up and took her to the bed to claim her as his bride in every sense. The End. Anjali0111

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