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thewildeleven · 3 years ago

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The Titan.

"I do not know why you bother to name them, if only to place heavier burdens upon your heart," the Titan said. He was sitting on his throne in the Great Hall of Olympus, said to be the highest peak in all of Greece. His wife sat beside him, her own seat carrying equal grandeur.

Rhea learned to keep her eyes down in the Titan's presence. She avoided his gaze, then feigned endearment by firmly leaning on his shoulder as she spoke. Her tresses adorned his bare chest, the golden curls complimenting his sculpted muscles.

"My dearest," Rhea said, her voice almost a whisper, "You are my Capitol. I know that you mean to preserve us. Forgive me when I show weakness, they remain flesh of my flesh, bone of my bones."

"I do allow you this folly," the Titan said. "And yet, is it not better comfort to leave them forgotten and unnamed? Why must you remember them so?"

In her mind, Rhea held each and every one of them close. Demeter with locks like endless wheat-fields. Hestia, of the burning eyes. The even-muscled Hera, whom she imagined must grow with a strength rivaling the strongest mortal men. Hades, the timid. Poseidon, the proud. She had visions of them, of what they could be; each one a worthy successor to the Titan's throne.

And yet Cronus would not allow any of his offspring to usurp him, so he ate all of them alive as soon as they were torn from Rhea's womb.

"No, you are right," she lied. "In my mind they must fade like mortal life. Like threads spun shortest by Fate. I must not care for them."

"Good," said the Titan as he stood and faced his wife. "Look: the prophecy, salt which my father has poured over my wounds with, had me perpetually undone. My dear Rhea, in time you will bear our sixth child, and whatever you must name the creature, name it quick, for after I devour him I shall place my desires under deep slumber.

"You understand that I desire to rule only with might and be just." he added. "I did not ask for these atrocities. I will not allow my immortal conscience to plague me any longer."

Rhea looked straight into his eyes, and with a piercing gaze asked: "Why not just kill me?"

"What did you say?"

Rhea avoided his eyes once more and brought her head down. "Nothing. Forgive my tongue if it went out of turn."

Like most things Cronus offered her in the past decade, the slap on her face came as an unwelcome surprise. She could tell that his husband restrained from giving the hit its full strength, yet it brought with it the ringing of a thousand thunders; it heralded a clouding in her mind, the rumble of a great storm brewing.

The Titan took his wife's face and forced her to face him, and for the first time since the devouring of Poseidon, she saw the Monster that the prophecy created. He regarded her like she was some animal. The judging, wide eyes. The perfect set of teeth revealed by the smug smile.

"Rhea, my dear Rhea," the Monster said. "I am doing this for us, I am sure you know. And I promise… I will stop once the sixth child has been taken. Do you understand?"

Rhea's lips, even backed by the body of an invincible titaness, were too frightened to speak.

"Do you understand?!" the monster growled.

"Yes, my love…"

"Soon, this will be all over with, and both of us will live in eternal rule." He kissed her, his tongue tasting her tears. Rhea closed her eyes as the Titan undressed her.

***

Some months later, Rhea felt a familiar stirring within her belly. It brought a concoction of delight and dread upon her being.

She planned to hide the pregnancy for as long as possible, but she knew that the Titan would notice it eventually. She could have had a lot of help, yet decided against asking aid from Uranus, Gaia, or any other being whom she thought might have an interest in taking Olympus' throne for themselves. Her plan was to consult with the creatures of the Earth, and her eyes caught wonders in the heart of the forest nymph Adamanthea.

As the stirrings became more frequent, Rhea decided to appear in the nymph's grove at once. Not as the supreme being that she was, but as a mother seeking refuge for her unborn child.

"Surely all the Earth has heard of Cronus' atrocities," Rhea said.

"Bah!" the leaf-haired nymph replied, seemingly unfazed by the sudden appearance of the woman in front of her. "If it were up to me I would put Cronus' neck on a noose that will never break. I will hang him from the Great Tree to watch his life draining away, never quite dying but in enough pain to regret his immortality. I would ask for the vultures to feast on his carcass while he can still feel! Well," she paused to smile. "You see, vultures do not really eat the flesh of those who are still alive, you know. Heh. They are scavengers, see, and they only go for helpless carcasses. They only eat dead ones, yep. In any case! I think if vultures should make an exception, it should be for Cronus! Because what he does is just disgusting and spells injustice for anyone! Except--"

"Calm down, sweet nymph," Rhea interrupted. "The Titan might hear you."

Adamanthea covered her lips. She widened her eyes and turned her head left and right. "You're right," she whispered. "Wait… who are you again?"

"My name is Rhea. I come to you now not as your sovereign, but as a mother desperate to save her yet unborn child. Will you help me?"

Adamanthea stepped back, her mouth open. "Are you serious? I mean, I DON'T not believe you! You're really Rhea, huh. Who else could appear out of thin air anyway, right? If there's anyone with some serious nature-defying abilities like that, it would be you guys up top. But hey, look at me! I'm a forest nymph! I haven't even learned how to craft a weedwhistle cord yet. I've been a bit negligent in my daily practice. Lazy. Heh. You know… butterflies to chase and petals to collect, and gazelles and fawns and hummingbirds to talk to. In any case! How could I even help?"

"Take more credit for yourself, for we always say that the resourcefulness of the forest nymphs knows no bounds," the titaness replied. "Now listen, Adamanthea. In a few hours I will bring out Zeus, my sixth child, out into this world. I only need some way to hide him until he is strong enough to stand up for himself."

The forest nymph went silent, her eyes blank and lost in thought. After a few moments, she said, "Right. You know what? You have come to the right creature.

"All my life I have listened to the whisperings of the rocks and the winds," the nymph added, "and I imagine the rest of my kin still do, as well. But I fear that they have been rather selective in what they hear. They listen to good tidings and disregard the bad ones… which I think is wrong. I do not like Cronus. Or rather, I don't like what he is doing. Is it too much to listen to what the rain clouds tell the raindrops, which the raindrops in turn tell the leaves? Perhaps. But it has been horrible up there, hasn't it?"

Rhea nodded.

"Your husband is a great ruler, you know. What with bringing all the wealth and liberation and agriculture and stuff. As humble as we are, I cannot figure out why he allows himself to succumb to a monster. I wonder why he allows himself to be a slave to some prophecy."

Rhea smiled. "You share my sentiments all too well, dear nymph."

"Do not worry. Stay until you bear your child, and I will help you hide him," the nymph said.

***

The opulence of the titans' dining hall was deceptive, for no glorious feast of honor was to be held there that night. Cronus, with his supremacy over land, sky, and sea, sensed Rhea had given birth and called for her immediately.

She emerged with the little one wrapped up in a white blanket, a lump about half the length of her arm.

"Why the blanket?" Cronus asked.

"Husband, this one turned out to be so hideous and so deformed! I would not dishonor your sight as to dare you look upon the monster," Rhea replied. "It might be best to end this usurper's life as quickly as you can." She sat beside him.

"I see. And have you named him?"

"I call him Zeus."

"A waste of a good name."

Cronus opened his mouth to swallow the child whole. A small portion of the blanket hung out from the corner of his lips as he began to chew.

Rhea stared at the ceiling as madness started to consume her child. She wanted to pray, but to whom do the gods pray to?

Cracking sounds echoed as the titan's teeth tried to crush bone. He licked his lips, pieces of raw meat clung to his tongue. "Zeus," he said while blood dripped from his mouth, "tastes really different. I do not like his form. He— uhm,"

Cartilage snapped like frail twigs. And in no time at all, the titan finished.

He used his finger to free a piece of flesh trapped between his teeth. "He may not have been a threat," he added.

The Titan licked his lips after what appeared to be a very satisfying meal. "Come, Rhea. Sit beside me."

She did, and he wrapped his arms around her.

"The prophecy says that I will be usurped by my own children," Cronus said. "You've seen my madness. I know that you see me as some kind of monster. I even find it laughable that while I have already exiled Uranus, I still act as if I am a slave to his words."

"I have no words," Rhea replied. "I only trust that as you say, this will be the last time."

"Ah, that. Not so."

Rhea's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

"'I shall make my desire slumber,' I said. But love… you are my desire."

As she realized that she was no longer talking to her husband, but the Monster, the titaness pulled away. She looked and there it was: the insane smile and his dead, dark eyes. The Monster was there, clouding his judgment. Feeding on his falsely-perceived and misguided benevolence.

"My love, this is not you," Rhea pleaded. "How can you act as if you are cursed? When no curse should ever enter the House of Cronus!"

"BLAME MY FATHER FOR NOT ACCEPTING DEFEAT!" The halls of Olympus shook as the Monster bellowed. "Not content in ceding their power! Damning me with a prophecy—"

"The prophecy was no fault of theirs! It was the price you had to pay for your ambition!"

"Price?" the Monster laughed. "The 'price' of my ambition? What, the liberation of the lesser creatures from the dark clutches of tyrants? The wealth I have provided from the minerals of the soil; the… the science of organized harvestry that the once-starving mortals now benefit from?! Tell me, Rhea, is this the ‘price’ I had to pay for wanting mankind to prosper?"

"No…. no, no…" the titaness wiped the tears from her eyes. "You could have accepted your fate gracefully… like an Immortal worthy of his throne."

"You are right, I could have. Yet the fact remains that I have done what I have done, and I must finish it now."

"Finish? Is it not already finished?"

"Dear," he took Rhea by the arm and pulled her closer to him. "You are my lone desire, and you are my weakness. You asked me once, why I should not kill you instead. Well, you made a compelling argument…"

"Let go of me, Cronus," the Titaness said.

The Monster responded by opening his mouth to take a bite off of Rhea's arm. In an instant she was dismembered, and the scream that followed was released for the entire World to hear.

"Without you," Cronus said as he chewed on Rhea's torn limb, "I would never have the urge to bear children again."

He grabbed her neck with one hand, while the other tore through her chest to take her still-beating heart. "Worry not," he said to her, "You will remain alive inside of me, just as your children are. It will be a family reunion of sorts."

Cronus held his wife's heart as he watched life leave her face. Rhea let out a final gasp and closed her eyes, and she was no more.

The Monster then consumed his wife's lifeless body starting with the toes and the feet, moving upward. He knew that she was alive, somehow, just as he knew his six children were alive, for their kin are immortal. But it did not matter; he only needed them contained inside him and he would have accomplished his end.

What he did not know was that Zeus, his sixth child, was alive not inside him, but far away from Olympus. The "child" that Rhea presented that night was not a child at all, but a newborn goat of Adamanthea's offering.

***

In Adamanthea's grove, there was an oak tree from which hung a cradle that was suspended by cords of cotton. The suspension was necessary, because the one who slept within needed to be hidden from the ruler of sky, land, and sea.

Adamanthea approached the cradle and saw the child Zeus asleep. "Hello, little boy," she whispered. "Presently your father longs for you, but not in the way fathers usually long for their children! He wants to eat you!" She poked his nose. "But don't worry. Your mother and I will protect you—"

The nymph's words were cut short by a blood-curdling scream that echoed, unmistakably, from the heights of Olympus.

The child in the cradle stirred and opened his eyes to stare at the nymph. He did not cry, nor wail, as infants are wont to do. The boy simply stared at the nymph with its cold, piercing eyes.

"Sleep for now, and don't worry. One day, you shall banish your father and rule us all," she said.

A sudden flash lit up the grove, followed by another, and another. The bright knives sliced at the night sky and broke it into a hundred pieces. Soon, the evening was filled by a lightning storm.

Zeus smiled.

It was as if the bolts were giving their Master a warm welcome.

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imagine-loki · 5 years ago

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The Slutty Webs one Weaves

Title : The Slutty Webs one Weaves

Chapter NO. 5 of 10?

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki’s Asgardian wife learns women write fanfiction about him on a trip to Midgard. She’s edgy for the duration and lets him have it when they get back.

Author: lokilover9

Rating: M

Thor agreed Brianna going to Asgard a good idea as Loki presumed and shielded her from Heimdall's sight as a precautionary measure. Before leaving, the brother's sat observing Little Warrior lead Tony and Pepper to the couch and hand him a usb stick.

"What's this?" He asked.

"A computer virus. My revenge plan was to disembowel Jarvis if you hadn't kept your promise."

Stark eyed Loki who shrugged a shoulder. "Don't look at me. I only learned of it this morning."

"It's my creation, pretty nasty and should be destroyed." Said Brianna.

"How nasty?"

"It bears the potential to wipe out most of New York's power grids."

Tony was momentarily speechless. "I'll do that and am overjoyed you two became friends."

"Me too and sorry for being so rude when you touched my stuff."

"It's alright." Said Pepper.

"No it wasn't. You deserve to know why. Loki mentioned the homeless people right?"

"Yes."

"Dory was the first one I met. Taught me handy street smarts and helped shop for my boy clothes. Ran away from home because her moms boyfriend was a jerk. I encouraged her to call one day and when she learned they split up, convinced her to go home. Really smart person. Dreams of becoming an Astronaut. Anyway, she had a big crush on Captain America and gave me her favorite hat as a gift. Then I met Muriel. A mean looking older lady who was actually super sweet and protected me something fierce. Beat this guy up one night for trying to steal my blanket while cursing him sideways. She loved Chinese food and taught me self defence techniques, like how to poke a hole in someone's brain by shoving a chopstick up their nose."

Everyone's ears and attention piqued as Tony wondered if Muriel was a distant cousin of Sasquatch's. "Hopefully not on live subjects."

"No, silly. On a plastic skull she molded a face onto with clay. I paid for the supplies. Helping police identify people used to be her job in Arizona. Great way to kill zombies though. Best to behead them like with vampires and guarantee they've bit the bullet." Brianna then pulled a gold bracelet with a four leaf clover charm from her pocket. "Muriel was Irish and gave me this for good luck. It's too big so I carry it in my pocket. Before meeting you guys, they were the first people who were super nice to me. I fretted their gifts ruined in the wash."

"I'm sorry." Said Pepper.

"It's okay. I was just a little freaked."

'And nearly built a cave for the abominable snowman.' Thought Stark. "We were more worried about you after the fact."

"I could tell by your happy dance when I woke."

"Hey, badass did one too. In the hall. You didn't see."

Brianna giggled. "Thanks to you both for everything and I'm sorry for lying."

"Meh, we understand."

"I meant about not having a favorite Avenger. It's you uncle Cootyoodles. That's why I sought your help first. The Black Widow was my next stop."

Tony pictured Nat teaching her how to yank teeth out with pliers and felt twice as relieved for keeping that promise. "Nat's eccentric and hates zombies. I'm way more fun." Brianna suddenly hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek. "Awe, Little Warrior. Friends forever?"

"Damn straight!" Then she did the same to Pepper. "I forgot to explain why you're a badass role model. Working so hard to become CEO of a massive company like Stark Industries and executing all that embodies? You rock! I hope to grow up as astute, diligent and athoritative. Maybe I'll run a company one day."

"You already possess those traits and will exceed my achievements."

No one knew that better than Loki who cleared his throat. "Grandmother and Grandfather go to bed early, Min Lille."

"One more minute, please?"

"Alright."

She studied Stark, pondering the best way to implement her request. "You don't have to do this, but… Not all homeless people are bad or crazy like others seem to believe. Many hit hard times and the world is so expensive, they couldn't keep up. No one I met lived on the streets because they wanted to. There just aren't enough shelters or resources available. You're rich Tony and could help them. Will you try?"

As Loki had succeeded with Frigga, those beautiful pleading eyes won her case. "You really know how to pull a guys heart strings, kid. I promise."

Loki wasn't aware she'd intended to ask this, yet was so proud of her. "Min Lille?"

"I know." She politely replied.

"You have to go." Tony suddenly stood and darted for the hall. "Be back in a jiffy."

"Meet him by the elevator, or you'll never leave." Suggested Pepper.

He returned and handed Loki a loaded Iron Man backpack. "More things? Shall I conjure a crate for the bifrost?"

They'd already given her an overstuffed suitcase of clothes and toys and Stark held a gift bag in hand. "Be quiet, you. It's a peanut butter stash. Does Asgard have bananas?"

"Yes." 'Thank the Norn's.'

Tony knelt before Brianna. "I would've packed some tater tots, but you ate them all again."

She smirked. "My goof."

"Rascal. Try to ignore a wee, bitty smidgen, you aren't into girly stuff? We couldn't help ourselves with you off to Asgard."

Brianna pulled from the bag a pink baseball cap that said Warrior Princess in tiny diamond gems and proudly adorned it. "You sure know how to pull a girls heart strings."

"I put some Motown CD's in there too. Teach Dad to moonwalk." Loki sighed, pushed the elevator button and Tony playfully whispered. "From a distance. In case he trips over his own big feet." He hugged her again and summoned Jarvis.

"Yes, sir?"

"Our friend is leaving."

"Goodbye, Little Warrior." Said the AI.

"Bye. Sending you a virtual hug."

She joined Thor inside while Loki shook hands with Tony, his expression saying everything. "Any time. Now get the 'bleep' out of my Tower before I thieve your Daughter."

Brianna shouted as it closed. "There's presents on your bed! I'll miss you!"

Peppers was a black t shirt with gold letters that read Badass Role Model and Tony's was a monsterous box filled with tater tots.

"Don't do it, Butch. If you cry, I'm gonna cry." ***** Loki had purposely slowed the elevator allowing her time to give Thor a drawing.

"Mjolnir in a field of flowers? Thank you fair maiden."

"It's a scratch n' sniff."

"A what?"

Loki picked up Brianna. "You scratch the flowers, then sniff them. The effect is most appealing the stronger you inhale."

Thor took a whiff and wriggled his nose. "Quite the nostril tickler. What should they smell like?"

"Try harder." 'Doofus.'

He took another, looked cross eyed at Loki and began swaying. "...Brother..you…" Then down he went striking the floor with a thud the tip of his nose covered in sparkly dust.

"Sorry, uncle Thor."

Loki chuckled at her wince. "The spell is mild and shall soon wear off."

"Is he hurt?"

Loki let her down to hurle the hefty Thor over his shoulder. "Us God's are resilient. Your uncle once endured a skirmish with the Hulk." After escorting them through a portal and delivering Brother oaf to his bed, he lead Brianna through a second into some woods.

"That was awesome! Will you teach me how to do it?"

"Not in the near future. It's very complicated, darling and I'd hate to think you lost in another dimension." 'Or vanishing one day as an angry teen with a troublesome suitor I dream of throttling.'

"Okay." Brianna nervously scanned the area. "Now what? Carnivores hunt these woods."

"Northern Alberta is home to many. Never go outside without me and none will harm you."

"But wolves hunt in packs and grizzlies are bigger than you."

He booped her little nose. "I'll smell them before they smell us and neither possess deadly weapons in interdimensional pockets."

"Where our luggage is? I tried hiding bigger items in them and the darn things wouldn't come back. Hannah was furious, but I didn't care."

"What did you hide?"

"The back wheels of her Lamborghini, Gallardo. I overheard my Mother tell Claudia she got it from her rich boyfriend."

Loki recalled from spending time with Stark this wasn't a billionaire's vehicle, yet financially unattainable to the average Midgardian. "I see. Did she mention his occupation?"

"Plastic surgeon."

Brianna deserved that minor victory and although he wouldn't encourage it, one cannot preach vengeance a negative path when mapping their own. 'Perhaps he'll be useful to the sluts after I'm done.' "Ah. Care to see what I did while you slept last night?"

"You left me?" She confusedly asked.

He picked her up again. "It was necessary and I returned, yes? I won't abandon you, Og Min Lille."

"Never?"

"Never, darling. "Loki headed for a shack nearby nestled amidst some bushes. With its crooked roof, faded wood and door minus a hinge the structure looked ready to collapse.

"We're staying there?"

"Why not? I'll conjure an outdoor toilet." He teased. "Sheltered of course."

"Ewww."

"Come now. At night we'll have heated beds and during the day, roast squirrels on an open fire."

She scrunched her face in disgust. "Blech! I'd rather eat tree bark."

"You'll get an awful tummy ache."

They entered the dingy space and Brianna instantly focused on the filthy floor covered in forest debris. So intently, she didn't notice the sturdier frames of the structure only visible from within. "How will we keep the door closed and is that poop?"

Loki rolled his eyes at some turds in a corner. "The cabin is made of Brazilian Ebony."

"One of the strongest woods on earth." She commented.

He arched an intrugued brow. "Stained to appear aged, it's also bulletproof in light of human hunters. Consider the other materials deceiving movie props. The 'raccoon' poop is genuine." It vanished with a wave of his hand. "Now, did you mean that door?" It closed and he conjured a deadbolt onto the surface with a panel directly above. "Place your hand in the center?" Brianna did and it glowed green, spreading magic from the center throughout every surface like glowing, emerald fireflies. As they dimmed, Loki turned around. "Or this one?" The floor, suddenly cleared of debris had a sliding glass door in the center.

Brianna gasped in wonder, glancing between him and the mystery beneath. "Where does it go?"

"Did you think a sorcerer Prince would allow his Princess daughter to dwell in a shabby old shack?"

"Ancestry aside, I sincerely hoped not. Even an RV would've been better."

He chuckled at her frankness. "And you worried of uncle Thor bumping his head? The shacks purpose was added safety should a need arise and to keep our secret entrance hidden. "Once the outer door locks, only the interior alters. To outsiders, nothing changes." It opened and he carried her down a mutedly lit spiral staircase, each step progressively illuminating the space below.

At the bottom, she slid from his arm in awe. "Shut the front door! You 'definitely' have to teach me how to do this."

Min Lille was referencing conjuring. Another ability Loki thanked the Norns she didn't yet possess, having confessed so before requesting Tony and Pepper's gifts. "In time. Beyond that archway, another surprise awaits." Loki followed and suddenly pondered Brianna conjuring a future dwelling for herself and that troublesome suitor. 'Lessons commence when your forty.' ***** Thor woke to find two notes in his shirt pocket. One for himself the other, Astrid; 'Sleep well, Brother? We won't be returning to Asgard just yet. Please give this to my wife? I recommend waiting several days, discreet delivery and a hasty exit. A visit will follow and when interrogated, lie. Tell her Brianna came to you and don't mention her ice concoction. Unless you enjoy Father's company when several fries short of a happy meal. As I planned our escape without Tony's knowledge, do avoid his unnecessary panic and Pepper seeking our demise, by not telling our dear friend? Min Lille is safe.'

"That shyster." He grumbled. Jane returned in six days as would Astrid to a missing Loki. Waiting risked a molotov cocktail interrogation. His beloved and coronary inducing sister-in-law, banging down their locked bathroom door while the mighty Thor coward behind a shower curtain. Plus Maxi Waxis training schedule ended in two days. Bribery assured those lips zippered, but Heimdall would think his hastiness suspicious. He called to the trainee in the middle of the night, snuck into the palace and raced back to the observatory like the looney tunes road runner. "Spend it well nincompoo..eh he, Max. Asgard is lucky to have you."

Guilt ridden over her outburst and already missing Loki, Astrid returned in the morning to find the note.

Frigga was preparing to join her belly dancing instructor when she barged into the foyer and flung herself at the Allmother.

"Bwaaahahaa! I want a divorce!"

"Hells bells and bilgesnipe testicles. What has my shameless son done this time?"

"Frigga, your language." Scolded Odin.

She patted Astrid's back. "Oh shush. As if your cursing hasn't scarred the servants ears."

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tinysupervicki · 5 years ago

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It’s hard to stay away, huh? I did turn off my notifications on twitter but I still peeked. Why are y’all so amazing to me? What did I do to deserve this love? This community?

Since y’all have been there for me ever since my mom passed three years ago, I’d do anything for y’all. I felt I did let y’all down because I’m a content creator and haven’t done anything in so long. It sucks because I’m yearning to do so but lack the time due to now being an adult, working a grueling adult job and living with family.

I believe I will be able to get a place of my own later in the year, I’m really hoping for that. As for my full time job, I’m actively looking for another one. The one I’m at, I feel I work so hard but I’m not appreciated enough. It’s a healthcare industry and I work hard to help people with their needs while management focuses on metrics and numbers. I wanna get out of there.

I haven’t had time to myself and just be selfish for once? So I’m glad I was able to take time off to have a pretty long weekend to enjoy Sizecon 2020 and spend time with friends.

Let’s get started on the recap, shall we? Bare with me, I talk a lot (and not well might I add).

Day 1: Thursday 2/13/20

I woke up at 4 am to catch my flight that leaves at 6:45 am. I thankfully had all my bags packed, I just needed to shower and be ready. My dad took me to the airport and wished me off. At this point, I had plenty of time, even seeing the long TSA line at the Houston airport. I had internally groaned a lot but managed through. After having some minutes to spare, I grabbed a quick bite to eat at one of the dining places, a lovely breakfast bowl that I can have (those of you who don’t know me, I have celiac disease and I have to eat gluten free). Jumped on my flight and comfortably slept in my seat on the plane. The plan was to have a connecting flight to Charlotte, NC and then to Newark, NJ.

Two hours later, I woke up to not at my destination but at Colombia, SC. Apparently, while I was asleep, they had to divert us to the next airport because the weather was really bad in NC. We had two options: stay on the plane and wait it out until we’re back in the air to NC, or get off the plane and figure out another alternative. I stayed, I had plenty of time until my connecting flight was scheduled (which I actually got alerts that it ending up delaying a lot) so I stayed in my seat and watched greys anatomy. About almost an hour passed and we’re finally back up in the air, with more space to breathe since there were people that did leave the plane. Landed safely in NC and I ventured off to find snacks and wait at my gate. It kept delaying but I finally was able to get on my flight to NJ, making my total time at the airport and in the air...all day, I can’t do math lol. I safely landed in NJ at 5:30 pm, I had been awake since 4 am. It was a day.

Yo, I’m gonna get him and his wife a gift, I swear to god, but DJ (aka Giantgripper) saved me by picking me up from the airport and letting me stay the night at his place. When he’s the host, he does one heck of a job as a host. Since I hadn’t eaten a proper meal since 5 in the morning or so, DJ took me to a Mediterranean little mom and pop restaurant that I fell in love with. Had a stuffed pepper and practically cleaned everything off my plate. After we ate, I accompanied DJ while he did some errands for extra things he needed for the con (which did include articles of clothing for the giant cafe lol). I was happy to help as much as I could. After that, we made it back to his place. Once his wife Adri (chibiana) came home from work, we watched a documentary while trying (and failing with me because I’m a turd) to make different mixed drinks to taste. I ended up going with hot chocolate, I’m a simpleton when it comes to alcohol. A little bit afterwards, I had to pass out, it was a long ass day.

Day 2: Friday 2/14/20

Valentine’s was just another day for me. Woke up, got dressed, and DJ surprised me with a fresh homemade breakfast. It was magnificent, I scrapped the plate then too. Plans for the day was to get allllllll the stuff we need and travel to the hotel, which apparently was an hour and a half away from DJ’s house I believe. Adri had to go do another thing for work and was gonna meet up later. DJ and I traveled to the hotel first. I passed out again in the car, I was so exhausted from before I guess it had hit me again.

We made it to the hotel and unpacked the car with my stuff, his and Adri’s bags, and things for the con. I got to say quick hellos to people I knew that were already there (gave a big ass hug to Miss Kaneda, she’s so precious and a big hug to IamFilledwithStatic). I was going to be sharing a room with shortmarcy, Morgana (Moe), and Guiri. So since I had arrived first, I will check in first; Morgana and Guiri were still flying from Spain and shortmarcy didn’t come until the next morning. Since it was under shortmarcy’s name and the deposit was paid under her, She had to call to have the hotel let me check in for her. In turn, I had to put my card on file. I thought I was being a responsible adult and I thought it was gonna charge like half of the charge or something but...they charged the full price of the hotel. Which was $503...which was basically everything in my bank account. I didn’t know that was gonna happen, I panicked and just sat on the couch outside of the con area while Robyn (goddess-rei) comforted me. I had to come to terms that shit happens and I had no money for the weekend. But I graciously had the best of friends this weekend, I’ll get to that in a sec.

After my bumming out, I changed to put on my blouse for the valentines banquet (one of my guaranteed dinners that night lol). I met up with Morgana and Guiri and also sillylilbug (she’s so adorably sweet). We had our own table along with my friend Joe (CaptainRandGTS, who is a phenomenal photographer btw). We ate some good food and they took account of my gluten free (however I think the chimichurri steak may have upset my stomach). I said goodnight and went to my room to basically turn the bathroom up XD I had changed into my pajamas to head downstairs to get water and pain medicine when I turned the corner and saw a group of people walking down the hall. Guys, I’m still getting used to this, but the group was like, “Is that Vicki?!” “That is her!” And I was like WHAT. It was my lovely friends sviolet, mansquishers, mister finch, Joseph moestar, and Strongshadow2018. I was so surprised and honored, I was gushing. I got to hang out with them in their hotel room for a bit, played cards against humanity (I WON!) and ate ridiculously delicious gluten free cookies misterfinch made.

Day 3: Saturday 2/15/20

Con day. This day was a bit of a blur honestly (my mind is not the same people) but I know I took this day to “try” and relax. I was still bummed about my money problem but I had enough to buy the breakfast buffet meal ticket. My idea was to chow down a lot of food (since it was a buffet) so I won’t ask for food but that did not happen because I have wonderful friends?? Towards noon, I went to ihop with my crew (we called each other the sizecon crew lol) with sviolet, mansquishers, mister finch, Joseph moestar, and strongshadow2018. We had a nice time and I was so grateful for the lunch! Once we headed back to the hotel, we split up to do more con shenanigans. I met so many people, it was amazing. People I already knew and new people as well. It was awesome to match names to faces, it was so cool. I’m telling you though, my mind is not the same so I can’t list out the whole list of everyone I’ve seen. Then I got to see my good friend Steve (Miles Striker). I’m so fucking proud of this dude. He showed me a film he wrote, recorded, and edited all by himself, it was mindblowing. We had to go back downstairs after that because I forgot I had a social to lead and he had panels to go to. I stopped by the giant cafe, that was fucking wild. I ran the Fluffy Feels Social and I did my best because I’ve never ran something like that. But I’m glad we all liked the same thing and we just kept talking! It was getting late to when the Playroom was gonna start, so I headed back upstairs. Chilled a bit more with my crew and then headed back downstairs. I don’t know what got over me, but I gathered enough courage and joined the nude swimming party. I cannot believe I did that, that was a big step for me. Kinda sucked getting out though because I didn’t have extra clothes and it was fucking cold.

Day 4: Sunday 2/16/20

Technically last day of the con but it was the busiest. I spent all morning practicing my skit for the Tiny Cafe. I was nervous and pacing around in my hotel room, making sure I get it right. Around 12:30, I headed down to meet up with the rest of the cafe to get ready when we start at 1 pm. I could not describe how nervous I was. I wanted to make sure I didn’t mess up and I know I was lip syncing (graciously provided by Anoka’s vocals) I was still nervous as fuck. This was a performance and I’m now more confident talking to others about my kink/aesthetics but performing? Oh lawd. We had a big crowd apparently, I was surprised. We had to get more chairs and apparently turn people away? THAT MADE MY NERVES SKYROCKET. The cafe starts with a wonderful performance by Adri (Chibiana) then followed by cute transitions from our servers mini-moo and shortmarcy. Then it’s time for our skit: Veronica (Jitensha), me, and Aim were shrunk and sung songs about our giants. I was first (omg) and mine was in the style of “Maria” from west side story (Veronica called it Shrunken side story). I was shaking like a leaf and tried my best to get through the whole song while doing silly quirks of mine. Once that was done, I rushed back from my spot XD it was Veronica’s turn to sing about a giant dick lol and Aim serenading a giant lady. After our skit, it was the grand finale of Morgana performing a dance in a giant hamster ball. It was incredible. Despite my anxiety, I’m glad I did this and we did so amazing (we made tips!!!!).

Right after that was done, I had to rush to lead a social of Giant men and Tiny women. It was a small turnout but we still got people and we talked a lot. When that was done, I rushed to be on my first panel of the day: Owning what you love. After that was the Macrophile panel and then after that was the Diversity panel. I was on all of them and they were back to back, I was a busy lady lol. After that panel, I was free! Since I made tips from the cafe and I was broke from the hotel, I got to buy a few things in the vendor hall. Was able to say hi to some people I knew like scridam, the reducer, miss kaneda, iamfilledwithstatic, robclassact, and aborigen. It was also mister finch’s birthday so since I was free for the night, I went with the crew to go celebrate at a restaurant. That was such a nice time, I swear everything I did this weekend I wanted to experience again. When we came back to the hotel after dinner (after a quick stop to the liquor store lol), I was able to make it in time for the closing ceremony. Hearing everyone’s words touched my heart and reminded me why I love this community. So I was able to give a speech to say that; this is my second home when I lost my only home when my mom passed. God, that room was filled with so much love. I went back upstairs and hung out more with the crew and watched Promare (pretty sick movie). I was gonna head to bed but I hung out more with Steve and we watched a movie before passing out.

Day 5: Monday 2/17/20

It was time to say all of my goodbyes to everyone that had to leave. I gave so many hugs and love, I just miss them all. Most of the crew had to head out, except for sviolet, she had her flight in the afternoon. So we went out to breakfast at a Mexican restaurant, reminiscing this whole weekend. We came back to the hotel to chill in my hotel room. Morgana and Guiri were leaving to the airport back to Spain and shortmarcy wanted to venture to NYC before she went home the next day. So sviolet and I chilled in my room before she had to head out.

Then for the rest of the evening, I had the room to myself. I watched law and order svu whole packing and double checked I had everything. I waited up for shortmarcy to come back (I was so worried) but she made it back after 10 pm safe and sound. At that point, I had to go to bed because my flight in the morning was at 5:45 am.

Day 6: Tuesday 2/18/20

I woke up at 3 am to get to the airport on time and my Lyft driver I got...I had a feeling he was having a bit of fun by himself before he picked me up. Because it stunk in the car of cum. Whatever, I held in my breath and made it to the airport safely. My flights were on time and I slept on each one. I did not want to go back home.

Back to reality and I hate the after con blues! Especially with how much this con and community means to me.

Hoping there’s a next year and I’m ready to help as usual.

Y’all have a goodnight ❤️

#shut up vicki really #giant tiny #sizecon #sizecon 2020

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kathyprior4200 · 5 years ago

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Heavenuva Boss

Not too far away from Holy City lay a beautiful area within the clouds of Heaven. A floating white sign read “Welcome to Elf City: est. 1981.” The sky was blue and the buildings and streets immaculate. Elves of various colors and sizes were chatting among themselves, while others walked around with their families. Many of them were hard at work, wrapping presents for Christmas, saving food to give to the homeless, cleaning a nearby park, and caring for the ill. Some of them liked to volunteer just for something to do. There were also miracle workers, whose job was to travel to different realms and bestow blessings to those on Earth or in other realms in Heaven. Hell was forbidden for obvious reasons. Some elves went around, saving people’s lives or healing their wounds once they prayed.

The most well-known miracle bestowing company was located in a tall office building surrounded by golden halo clouds. Posted on a door were the words “E.L.F.” Headquarters and on a taped piece of paper, “Meeting in progress” was scribbled on it.

On a white board was a line graph and a bar graph, the line slowly moving downwards from a blue happy face to a red sad face. “Docile is the best, by Docile” was written off to the side. A white Christian Cross was drawn in the center of the wooden table surrounded by black leather chairs.

Up front, a black, white, and blue colored elf paced back and forth. He had large pointed white ears that jutted off to the sides between the sides and top of his head. He had large purple eyes. The left side of his face was blue and the right side of his face was dark gray. He wore a long white business suit with blue buttons and purple circles on the sleeves with a cross in the centers. White boots with blue outlines covered his feet while white fingerless gloves covered his hands. A white hoof-shaped mark lay on his forehead like a birthmark. A little green pin attached to his undershirt had a happy face on it. A black halo with thorns on it hovered over his head.

Docile looked toward his audience of two elves and a humanoid cat sitting on chairs around the table.

“All right, now I know business has been…a bit stressful lately. We’ve had to keep up demands and during the rush, not everyone can be saved.” He pointed toward the graph. “It seems that more and more people aren’t counting on miracles from angels and God to help themselves feel better. I don’t know how our company will fare if this keeps sloping down. It’s no one’s fault, okay? I just think that some of us could…help with improving their attitudes… Woxxie.”

Woxxie raised her eyebrows. The grumpy imp woman had a blue face, short white hair with a black spot on it and displayed a row of sharp teeth. She wore white gloves and a white tank top over a long white skirt. Her eyelashes extended past her face. Like the others, she had a black wiry halo over her head.

Docile continued. “Now does anyone have any ideas on how we can business drumming up again?”

Willie, the bubbly elf, raised his hand. He had a blue face, purple eyes, and black hair framing his face. Black freckles were present under his eyes, black halo above his head. He wore a light blue bow tie and a white business suit similar to Docile’s.

Willie grinned, “What…about…a billboard?”

“That’s a thought, Willie, but there are advertisements everywhere in Heaven,” Docile mentioned. Then his eyes brightened and he waved his hands. “How about a car wash?”

Woxxie crossed her arms. “We’re a company, not a go-to fundraising event, sir.”

Docile wondered over to Woxxie and put her in a headlock. “So helpful, Woxxie, I’m really glad you’re in the room right now.” He gently shoved her aside, sarcasm in his voice. “Have you guys forgotten what service we provide?”

Docile turned on the TV and a series of clips showed up on screen: Docile bandaging an angel’s wings, Woxxie helping a man walk, Sunna, the cat purring at a crying girl, Willie saving someone using CPR.

Docile held a bowl of popcorn for everyone to eat. Sunna, the brown furred, black stripped cat, wore a white dress with a sun on it. She wore a gold cross necklace around her neck. She was purring contently while sniffing her last leaf of catnip she brought. A nearby poster showed Docile and his two elf sisters Mia and Tia with an award for being the best care-providers.

“Ah, those were good times,” he smiled.

Willie happily ate a piece of popcorn on the table.

Woxxie scowled. “Don’t need any reminding sir, considering you blew most of our salaries to help a rival pharmaceutical company with their advertisement, one that you additionally paid to have us hold their hands and sing for three whole weeks on a channel, everybody watches!”

“Hey, uh excuse me?” Docile looked back, insulted. He stood up. “What’s so “obnoxious” about generosity and a super fun song, alright? It’s a fun distraction when an advertisement’s spitting lies.” He walked across the room.

“People love musicals, sir,” added Willie.

“Exactly, Willie,” Docile smiled, “and we’re basically doing a musical.” Docile did jazz hands before during to Woxxie. “Are you gonna criticize my musical theater dreams like my dad did?”

“Sir…” Woxxie began, but Docile cut her off.

“Because all I see right now is my Dad and his angry eyes glaring at me, criticizing my dreams of being, who I truly am inside.” He turned his head away.

Willie leaned in toward his wife and spoke in a teasing tone, “Are you trying to crush his dreams, Woxxie?”

“I…what?” she stuttered.

He leaned in closer, eyebrows raising up and down playfully. “I thought I knew you.” Woxxie rolled her eyes.

Docile turned back to Woxxie, tears in his eyes. “I can’t believe you, Woxxie. And after I made you Employee of the Month.” He held up a picture of Woxxie with a large grin of sharp teeth.

Woxxie threw up her hands. “Okay, sir, I’m sorry, but a commercial jingle is not comparable to musical theater. Nobody actually likes the jingles.”

“I liked it!” Willie popped up.

Woxxie turned to him, finger shaking. “Do not…do not agree with him in front of me.”

In a commercial, Docile spoke in front of purple curtains. “Hi I’m Docile, the “e” is silent and I’m the founder of E.L.F.” Docile leaned against the L in the logo, with Willie and Woxxie posing on either side. Docile continued, “Are you a piece of gold that got yourself sent to Heaven?” The picture showed Docile dressed in a superhero outfit with a red cape. “Or are you a conflicted convict who just happened to have your life cut short by someone else?” The next picture showed Docile dressed in a red devil costume choosing whether or not to quit smoking and drugs.

A blue winged angel with a tiger’s head spoke, “After defending myself against my psycho brother and preaching about God, you could imagine my surprise when I wound up here, after the coronavirus killed me. I really wish I could give my family well-wishes and advise them to kick my brother out.”

Docile continued, standing in a church with Willie and Woxxie nearby.

“Well, luckily for you, thanks to our company’s special access to the living world, we can help you take care of your unfinished business by saving anyone who may have helped you out when you were alive!” Docile happily climbed up a flight of golden steps.

Then the jingle began:

“When you want somebody saved

And you wanna go behave

Call the Efficient Lifesaving Fellows

Whether First Aid or CPR

We’ll make sure you all go far

Efficient Lifesaving Fellows

We do our job so fine

‘Cause we come straight from Cloud Nine

We’ll save your husband or your wife

We’ll even help extend your life

The Efficient Lifesaving Fellows

Pets live for freeeeee”

A brown haired woman stole a guy’s wallet and kicked him in the groin. She ran off and then got shot by police. Yet she only went unconscious. The doctors took her to the emergency room while the imps waited. A doctor walked in on the elves in the waiting room.

“She’s in stable condition, but she’ll need rest. Now what kind of insurance do you freaks have?”

“God’s chosen don’t need insurance,” Docile said.

The elves and the woman were promptly kicked out of the hospital and sent back to Heaven.

The jingle ended with “Pets live for freeee!”

Woxxie spoke up, hands in front of her. “I’d like to go on record and say that incident was Sunna’s fault. Dispatch is supposed to give the right info on the client. It’s very simple.”

“I’m sorry, Woxxie, I did the nest I could,” Sunna said.

Woxxie fumed, stuttering “’Sorry’ doesn’t cover it…do your job!”

“Hey, now we don’t blame screw-ups on Sunna, okay?” Docile said. “She didn’t do anything wrong.” Sunna walked over and embraced Docile in a tight hug, Docile straining to break free.

“Are you kidding me, sir? She’s awful!”

Sunna thought back to the time when she was a receptionist at a desk. The old rotary phone rang, sounding like cats meowing. She picked up the fish-shaped phone.

“Thank you for calling E.L.F. How may we bless you?” Sunna asked.

Willie was on the other end. “There’s a customer ranting about Satan. He wants to commit suicide…”

“Tell him that suicide will not make things better.”

“He wants to rant and curse to you…”

“Just got a call on the other line, apologies.”

Sunna hung up the phone, glancing back at her Fancy Feast Feline magazine.

Another memory came back to Sunna, which took place at her house.

“Happy Adoption Anniversary, Sunny,” said Docile. “I got a little something for you.” He showed her a gift in his hands.

Sunna smiled. “Is it spiders to play with?”

“I…uh…”

“Then I want it!” she exclaimed happily, tearing open the gift. She took out a white pill and looked in confusion.

“I’m sorry, it was a cure for syphilis,” Docile said, moving toward the wall.

“Docile, it’s a placebo!” Sunna cried, crushing the sugar pill in her paw. “There is no cure!”

There was one other time when Sunna watched Caroline singing/screaming “Inside of Every Angel is a Monster.” Woxxie walked over, holding a piece of paper in her hands.

“Um, did you just send me an ad for beauty makeovers?”

“Yes,” Sunna replied.

“Is it because I’m so gorgeous?” Woxxie asked with a grin.

“Come on,” Sunna teased. “Just the opposite.”

Later, Sunna rummaged around, looking for something in the kitchen.

“Who left this tuna salad in the fridge?”

“Wasn’t me,” said Willie. “It was there from yesterday.”

“Is this yours Wox?”

No answer.

“Well, I’m taking it because I have the best feeling right now.”

She closed the door and gulped down the food.

“Now why would you get happy on a work day?” Willie asked, nearby.

“I’m happy from this morning, Willie Nilly,” she giggled.

Woxxie walked inside. “Is that my lunch?”

“I’m so sorry!” Sunna said, then brightened. “You know what? I’ll just go get you another one before work! Time to enjoy my tenth life!”

Sunna raced outside with a “Wheeee!” and helped an elderly elf cross the street.

“Docile!” Sunna called in the office, “Your privileged boss’s on the phone. Says it’s urgent and wants to talk to you. Sounds a little DTP y.” (Down to Punish)

“Oh no that was one time!” Docile yelled, splashing water on himself in front of Woxxie.

“We wouldn’t have access to the living world if I hadn’t let myself get punished by him.

“You what?” Woxxie asked, concerned.

“I stole a Bible after getting whipped for the sins I did.”

“Docile!” Sunna cried.

“I heard you already!” Docile yelled before stomping into his office to play with bobble heads of himself, Woxxie and Willie.

“So, what can I do you for, Stolos?” Docile asked on his cell phone in his office.

The brown owl kind spoke from his castle, wearing a crown, white top hat and blue robes. “There’s a politician who’s causing lots of trouble on Earth. He wants to convince people that the coronavirus isn’t dangerous.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Well, it is, but more people die when no extra precautions are taken. And it gets crowded here.”

“Well that makes sense.”

“You know what happens when I’m stressed, Docy?”

“Oh no…” Docile began.

“When I’m stressed, I become angry. And when I’m angry, I have to whip your back and **** strike your **** with a flaming sword, cast you into a windy dessert, freeze you into ice in the lowest level, make you swim in the lake of fire for 1 million ******hours, hang you on a wooden cross for sins you didn’t commit and leave you begging for His mercy like an imperfect mortal!”

Docile hung up the phone and tossed the pieces to Sunna. “Here play with these. And you know after you put it in your mouth?”

“Yeah?”

“Vomit it off a bridge.”

Docile continued, “Look, the point is, Sunna is a valued member of our family and we don’t get rid of families.”

“We aren’t a family, sir,” Woxxie pointed out. “You are the boss. We are the employees. You treat her like she’s some hyperactive teenager. She’s more like a catnip addicted spoiled woman you let man the phones.”

Sunna stuck out her tongue at her.

“That is offensive,” Docile said. “Without rich people, I wouldn’t have half the joy and laughter I do in this life.” Docile opened the blinds and saw an angel dressed in a golden suit getting his picture taken by a crowd of people. Docile waved at a lovely white-haired blue-faced elf woman wearing a white dress with little white feathery wings on them before closing the blinds.

Woxxie crossed her arms. “While we’re on the subject of “family,” can you stop finding Willie and me outside of work?”

“Come on, it’s not that big a deal,” Willie said.

Woxxie’s eyes grew wide. “Excuse me…what?! I asked Willie for some lemons, he said “sure, honey.” Docile was suddenly fixing our oven just when we were about to make angel’s food cake!”

Willie laughed, “Docile said “the best aide is lemonade when life gives you lemons.” So funny!”

Willie and Woxxie remembered the song they sang, while Willie played on guitar:

“Of all the perfect elves,

It’s with him, I’m myself

Oh Willie.”

They leaned in for a kiss when Woxxie whirled around toward the window. Docile had a video camera outside.

“Are you bucking filming us right now?!”

Back in the present, Woxxie seethed. “Just. Stop. Doing that.”

“I don’t see what the issue is,” Docile said. “Just love good classic romance, holy matrimony…and the honeymoon bonus scenes.”

Sunna rolled her eyes, while Woxxie fumed.

“Sir, what you say and how you act is totally INAPPROPRIATE!” Woxxie stood up.

“Calm down, Wox,” Willie said, pulling her back down. “You’re gonna have another panic attack.”

“I AM CALM!” Woxxie yelled before Willie patted her head. “Shh there, there,” she said, while Woxxie whimpered.

Docile spoke again. “Look I don’t judge what you do outside of working hours, so don’t judge me.”

Veins popped out of Woxxie’s eyes. “Oh I do judge you, sir. Quite a lot, actually.”

She crossed her arms while Willie gasped in fear.

“Wox, he’s our boss!”

“No, it’s fine, Willie,” Docile mentioned. “Your wife is just…how do I say this without being offensive…bossy.”

“Does immaturingly insulting me make you feel better about your sad single life?” Woxxie asked.

“Not really, but it’s still fun,” Docile admitted.

Sunna added to Woxxie, “Even though you can be a grump sometimes, I still appreciate your company.”

“Please don’t call her a grump, kitty cat!” Willie protested.

“Do not criticize my assistant that way,” Docile said. “She’s sensitive.”

“Yes I am,” admitted Sunna.

“You guys are freaking amazing!”

Everyone turned to look. A pale spirit of a brown-haired teen girl floated nearby, wearing a prisoner uniform.

“Oh thank you, kid,” said Docile. “It’s something for you to witness this.”

“Ugh, this company’s such a mess,” Woxxie exclaimed.

“Alright, let’s get back to talking about my outfit!” Docile said out of nowhere.

“Nobody was talking about that,” Sunna mentioned.

“Which is why I’m trying to get that ball rolling, so how does it look? It’s good, right?”

The spirit pointed her finger at Docile, “It was heaven being able to rest after being shot by police for mugging a guy, but now…I miss my family. I want life!”

“You,” she said pointing to Docile, “You’re a selfless frugal clown. And I’m a young teen. We’re not supposed to like clowns.”

Woxxie scoffed, “Calling us clowns are ya…”

The spirit added, “If I wanted to talk to a pretty, organized woman, I’d look her in the eye and ask, “How in the world did I get here?”

“That’s my wife you’re talking to,” Willie said proudly.

“I figured you for an athlete but I didn’t know you’d get even luckier. And you.”

“Yeah what about me?” Sunna asked.

“You’re just purrfect. I was never a dog person.”

Sunna purred.

“Wow you really are kind of a nice slab of diamonds,” Docile said.

Woxxie rolled her eyes. “Such a flirt trying to make herself innocent.”

Sunna spoke up. “Hey guys, I just got a text from our client, says she’s the right one after all.”

“Who?” Docile asked.

“Her.”

“Me?” asked the spirit.

“Yep.”

“They wanted us to save an actual convict?” Docile asked.

“That’s what they’re saying.”

Docile frowned. “Well Satan in a heater, I guess there is a Devil.” He waved his hands, supplying oxygen to her and she woke up back on Earth in the hospital.

Docile spoke about E.L.F.: “You know folks, with this company, I really wanted to prove that we’re capable of doing the same things anyone else can, like saving people. So from us here at the Efficient Lifesaving Fellows group, we promise to settle your unfinished business or your money is gone and you’re never getting it back and you can write us a bad review but we’ll play dumb to it because it’s Heaven and business is business.”

Everyone wrapped Docile in a hug, whole he rolled his eyes. Then he said, “Even though the kid was a client, she’s still a convict. It’s important that we’ve handled this going forward, respectfully.” Everyone smiled in the hug.

Back on Earth, the elves cornered the escaping woman and sent her to a juvenile detention center. The police looked up at the elves through a portal.

“You’re welcome!” Docile called with a wave before the portal closed.

#hazbin hotel #helluva boss #heavenuva boss #haven hotel #2p

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yuzusorbet · 6 years ago

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My Sendai Holiday (April 2018) - Part 3: Weekend Sendai

Part 1 was about Yuzuru’s Olympic Victory Parade and Part 2 was about Ice Rink Sendai (links are at the end of this post). This part is about the rest of my trip.

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I flew into Sendai by ANA; the cute plane below was my connecting flight from Tokyo Haneda to Sendai.

Entering the airport, I saw a poster of our dear 若様 (’waka-sama’ = young master). What a beautiful start to my holiday. :)

Sendai Airport is small and beautiful. The roof is like the waves of the sea. And it’s very convenient too. A linkway connects it to the train station just across the road. (Pic below taken from linkway.)

After a short train ride, I reached Sendai Station, the main station of the city. This is also the shinkansen (bullet train) stop. I love Sendai Station. It’s so pedestrian-friendly due to a huge walkway that sprawls over the roads and traffic outside, connecting the station to the malls and buildings around it.

Inside, there are many shops and eateries. Pic below: shops selling ‘zunda mochi’ and ‘hagi no tsuki’. (further down this post, you will see more zunda mochi.) (hagi no tsuki is a snack that Yuzu loves.)

In the station, there is an awesome tourist information centre. Young master Yuzu is there saying “Welcome to Sendai”..... and sometimes there are samurais there as well! When I took this photo, instead of saying “cheese”, these guys said “zunda mochi!!!” XD

The tourist centre was giving out beautiful leaflets with suggestions on places that fans can visit, like Goshikinuma Pond, Ice Rink Sendai, Nanakita Park and Yuzu’s monument at International Centre Station. The words on the right-hand leaflet say “Sendai City supports Hanyu Yuzuru-senshu”.

The centre also had big stacks of ‘Weekend Sendai’! (the travel magazine with Yuzu; it’s free) I already have a copy at home but I took one for a friend.

Yuzu is eating zunda mochi in the photo above. It’s a Sendai specialty, mochi covered with mashed edamame, and it’s sweet like a dessert. I love it!

“Itadakimasu.” (See the white mochi under the mashed edamame?)

The photo below is the take-away cup; the mochi inside is smaller but it tastes just as good. Ate it a few times during my holiday, and also tried zunda shake and zunda pudding. They were all nice, but I like zunda mochi the most.

Next to Sendai Station, on the 4th floor of Parco shopping mall, Yuzu’s signed skate boots were on display. He donated them for an auction in March this year to raise funds for Tohoku earthquake recovery (3.11). The successful bidder was Japanese fashion house, Samantha Thavasa Japan Limited, and the final amount was 8.5 million yen (about US$76,000). According to Oricon news, the money was from the staff of the company inside and outside Japan who donated their money to support this good cause. [thanks to fan Shuko for the info] [pic below from Yahoo Japan]

After the auction, the company decided to bring the boots to different parts of Japan to be on display and they were in Sendai during this period. Here are the boots that raised 8 million yen: (8,501,000 to be exact)

Near the boots display area, Yuzu’s parade T-shirts were on sale. I had already bought mine online and they were delivered to the Sendai hotel that I was staying in.

My first dinner in Sendai.... gyu-tan of course! Grilled beef tongue is a Sendai specialty and oh so delicious! Had it at a restaurant in the station.

The gyutan in the middle is the usual one flavoured with salt, the gyutan on the right is flavoured with miso. The white thing on the left is another Sendai food, sasa-kamaboko which is grilled fish cake (kamaboko) in the shape of a bamboo leaf (sasa), believed to be inspired by the design in the family crest of the Date clan who ruled Sendai Domain in the Edo period. It can be eaten on its own as a snack. The rice was also very special; it had some barley mixed into it, giving it a different texture and fragrance. Everything was very, very oishiiiiiii~~~~~

I ate this with my friend Ella who was in Tokyo just the weekend before to watch ‘Continues with Wings’, so you can imagine what our chat was about. The last time we saw each other was one year ago. So much Yuzuru to talk about. :D

The next day was the first day of sale of parade wristbands. There were several sale locations and I went to one near my hotel. On the way there, I saw some Yuzu-banners. This one below says:

“Hanyu Yuzuru senshu, thank you for touching and inspiring us. PyeongChang Olympic Gold Medal, 2 consecutive victories, you are the pride of Sendai, Miyagi and Tohoku.”

This banner below is about Yuzuru’s photo exhibition coming to Sendai at the end of June.

And this is the line I saw when I reached the sale location at 7.45am, not too bad! The start of the line is on the left where people are sitting on the ground, near the closed shutters of the department store. Sale would start at 10am.

The wristbands were sold in sets of 2 at 1000yen per set. Only 10,000 sets were made (compared to 80,000 tees). So these early birds like myself just wanted to be sure of getting them. :D My friend Ella was at another sale location and she said the line was snaking up and down stairs and around the building! xD

While standing there in line, I ate my breakfast and also shared my food with the woman in front of me and the man behind me. They were both of middle-age and were local people living in Sendai, and since we were waiting together for more than 2 hours, I chatted with them to pass the time (and to practise my Japanese, haha). Some things struck me from the chat that morning.

I was telling them a bit about myself, that I have been a Yuzu-fan since 2014 Sochi Olympics, and I naturally asked them, so when did you become fans? They didn’t reply..... I was a bit surprised as I waited for their answer. They were both thinking very hard, with a slight puzzled look on their faces, like they were trying to recall..... And then I realised, they live here in his hometown! Which means they would have seen him in the local Sendai news since he was very young and they have been watching him grow as a skater and they have been naturally supporting him since who-knows-when! There is no clear-cut point like us who happened to see his performance one day and got zapped. With that sudden realisation, I quickly said, oh you live here, so you have known him from way back! They both nodded and looked pleased that I understood. I guess no one has ever asked them that question before! The man added that when Junior Nationals were held in Sendai in 2007, he went to watch and he was so impressed by Yuzu’s performance. (Yuzu was only 12 then; his SP was ‘Sing, Sing, Sing’ and FP was ‘Firebird’. I translated about this competition from his biography; will include the link at the end.) I told them I was so envious that they live here and have known him for such a long time! You lucky Sendai people!!!

Besides asking that stupid question, I also made some stupid assumptions. I told them, I plan to go to Nanakita Park to sit on ‘Yuzu’s bench’ and then go to Ice Rink Sendai to skate and then have dinner at the gyu-tan restaurant with his signature.... you two must have been to these places, right? They both smiled and said no. (What????) The look on their faces seemed to say they never thought of doing that and there was no such need. But they were very impressed that I knew these places. The man took out his phone to try to help me with directions. He wanted to make sure I knew the right route to take. Really nice people. :)

At 9.30am, staff of the store came to set up the area and we got really excited! Soon we would have Yuzu-bands on our wrists! The Sendai lady asked, how many sets of wristbands are you buying? I said two of course! But the man said ONE. (What???) I assumed everyone would get 2 sets each (maximum). Especially after lining up for so long and it’s in limited stock. I said, ONLY ONE? REALLY? He said, yes I just need one set because there are 2 bands, one for me and one for my wife, just nice. Oh......... somehow I was touched by that. Their support for Yuzu is so sweet and simple. They don’t need to go to his home rink nor all the places that he has been to, but they will line up for a few hours to buy just one set of his parade wrist bands..... These Sendai fans touched my heart..... :’)

Since he was only buying one set, I asked if he could buy one more set for me. I wanted to send them to overseas fan-friends who couldn’t come to Sendai and he was very happy to help. :))

Besides wristbands, there were also parade tees on sale (only S size left). Some reporters came to interview the people waiting. The line had grown really, really long by now, looped to and fro a few times, but still very neat and orderly.

At 10am, sales started and the staff was so efficient. Very soon, I got my wristbands! Plus an extra set from the really nice Sendai man! I was so lucky to be standing in front of him! And much thanks to him and the lovely lady for a good chat!

I took the above photo after I bought my bands. There was a staff holding a big sign with the words “end of line”, so it was clear to all where to join in if they wanted wristbands. He also held a tally counter to count the number of people in the line. As it approached the number of bands that was available in that store, he would tell people who came to join the queue that they might not get the bands but they could try if they didn’t mind waiting in line. I love Japan, these things are always so well-organised!

After this, I met up with Ella and we went to Sunao Noto-san’s photo exhibition which was held nearby. (Admission was free.) It was a very small exhibition but the outside already took my breath away.

Pic above: the Japanese words over “Stay Gold” say “Congrats and thank you”. (We could take photos of the outside but photography is not allowed inside.) In the small room, there were some beautiful photos of Yuzu from PyeongChang Olympics. There was also one photo that I had not seen before and it brought a lump to my throat..... Yuzu was standing with crutches and looking at his own photo exhibition. It was the exhibition held in Sendai from November 3 to 21 last year. On Nov 9, he injured his ankle and withdrew from NHK Trophy the next day. Then it was reported that he went back to Sendai and visited this exhibition after it was closed for the day. He also wrote a message thanking fans for their support, dated 12 Nov 2017, and it was displayed at the exhibition. (I posted about this last year; will include link at the end.) This photo must have been taken that evening, just 3 days after the injury. Looking at him in crutches at that November exhibition, the emotions of those few months rushed back into me. How high was the wall that he surmounted.... I felt so keenly the heartache..... and also deep, deep admiration and respect. Tears started prickling my eyes. Oh Yuzu.... you made me cry again! Later, Ella said to me, Sunao Noto-san’s photos always tell a story. Indeed.

That was my first Yuzuru Hanyu photo exhibition. Thank you very much, Noto-san.

When we left, a girl approached us and gave us this beautiful newspaper:

She is a Waseda University student and was carrying a backpack full of her school newspaper to give away to Yuzu-fans! She said she gave us the paper because I was wearing a CiONTU tee! Much thanks to dear Ella who gave me the tee last night and I wore it as soon as I could. xD And thank you, dear Waseda schoolmate of Yuzu! You made many Yuzu-fans very, very happy!

So much emotions.... and it was not even 12 noon yet! xD

From this lovely shopping area near Sendai Station, we went for a walk. Along the way, we saw the most beautiful 7-11 store.

Many shops had signs like that, saying ‘Hanyu Yuzuru senshu, congrats!!’

勾当台公園 Kotodai-koen (park) was beautiful. There was a farmers’ market, cherry blossoms were still in bloom, and someone was playing the guitar and singing!

More photos I took along our walk, from the park to the next subway station.

(Above: another “Omedetou!! Hanyu Yuzuru senshu”)

Then we took the subway to 泉中央 Izumi-chuo Station (N01). From there, it’s a 20-minute walk to Ice Rink Sendai or you can wait for the bus. For people who like to look at maps, 2 photos here: (We were at Kita-Yobancho station, N07.) (The main Sendai Station is N10.)

I wrote about Ice Rink Sendai in an earlier post (link included at the end). After our visit, the queue for the bus was very long (all Yuzu-fans, haha), so we made the 20-minute walk back to Izumi-Chuo Station and took the subway one stop down to 八乙女 Yaotome. A short walk from the station was 利久 Rikyu (Izumi main branch), a restaurant with Yuzu’s signature.

Grilled liver (square plate) and gyu-tan (round plates). The meal was soooooo delicious, especially the liver. I told myself that I must eat here one more time before I leave Sendai. Yuzu, thank you for your recommendation! :)

When we were leaving the restaurant, there were some people coming in and I suddenly realised one of them was another good fan-friend K-chan! She saw me at the same time and we screamed (or maybe only I screamed, haha) and we hugged each other! It was so good to see her again! And I wonder if the restaurant was just filled with Yuzu-fans that day. :D

On the subway back to Sendai Station, we saw Vegatta-kun. (If you have not seen the video of Vegatta and 15 year-old Yuzu, please search for it. xD)

Coming out of the subway exit at Sendai Station, we saw handsome Sendai travel ambassador Hanyu-kun. :)

End of a marvellous day. The highlight had yet to come! Next day = Sunday 22nd April = Yuzu’s parade day!! (link at the bottom of this post)

A bit more on food: at the end of parade day, I met up with K-chan and, thanks to her suggestion, we had the softest, puffiest pancakes I’ve ever tasted.... they were light and puffy like clouds! The fruity topping was sold out, so we had the plain version. Very yummy!

.... in this cute little bakery-cafe near Sendai Station.

I will end this post with Sendai Station at night plus the walkway that crosses roads and connects it to the surrounding buildings:

Will do a Part 4 because it’s too long to put it all here. :D Last part: 2 places with Yuzu’s signature (restaurant and sports shop), a shrine that he has visited before, his monument at International Centre Station, a historic pond and a castle hill..... coming next. :)

(Please do not use or re-post my stuff without permission.) (Photos are taken by me.)

Some links mentioned: Part 1: Yuzu’s parade day Part 2: Ice Rink Sendai 2007 Junior Nationals and 12 year-old Yuzu Nov 2017 photo exhibition: news pix and fan account

Update: Part 4 is now done.

#Yuzuru Hanyu #Sendai #sendai holiday

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theshepherdandthehunter · 7 years ago

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A New Seattle Leaf (Part 2): The Tin Box

A/N: I managed to procrastinate writing my research papers to such an extent that I actually managed to finish part 2 of A New Seattle Leaf. At least some productivity was achieved! If you haven’t read part 1 yet, you can find it here. (Sorry to the anon that requested part 2 of Dream a Little Dream of Me, I’ll manage that one soon too, I promise!) As always, I hope you’ll enjoy!

A New Seattle Leaf (Part 2): The Tin Box

“Wait, so you live in my brother’s backyard,” she pauses the plastic spoon full of ice cream half way to her mouth, “in a tin box?”

“A trailer,” Owen sighed exasperatedly. He and Amelia were walking back to the hospital after having finished eating at the best pizza place in a three block radius (granted, it was probably also the only pizza place in a three block radius. One that wasn’t a food cart, at least). He’d been telling her about himself. She had, after all, just hours ago unloaded her own history onto him. It seemed only fair to return the favor. “It’s not a tin box.”

“Oh it’s a tin box,” Amelia grinned. “I’ve been watching that box since I moved in with the McDreamys,” she’d quickly (and mockingly) picked up on the nickname for her brother and his wife. “But I never realized that you were the one living in it. Tell me, can you reach your toaster from your toilet?”

Owen let out a laugh. “Yes. Yes I can, actually. It’s a great time saver in the morning.” Still smiling, he scooped the last bit of his own ice cream out of the small container just as they reached Grey Sloan’s parking lot. Swallowing the half-melted rocky road, Owen found himself reluctant to end the night. It had been a while since he’d gone out for fun, and this unexpected date (not a date, a hang out? Not a date, for sure. Amelia was his subordinate. Although he knew full well that that rationalization was nonsense) had been a refreshing reminder of what fun felt like. When she had said she had no filter, she’d really meant no filter. He’d never met someone like her before, and her absolute straightforwardness somehow made it easier to talk to her. He’d told her things about himself he usually didn’t share easily. Especially not with someone he really didn’t know. But the closer they came to the hospital entrance, the less excuses he could think of to prolong their time together –together as in friends, of course-.

“So,” he drawled. “Ehm, my car is over there.” He gestured vaguely to a spot on the other side of the parking lot. “Can I walk you to yours?”

“Well,” Amelia hesitated, throwing a slightly anxious glance at the sliding doors a few steps away from them. “I actually still need to grab my bag from inside. I was planning on picking it up on my way out, before …” she worried her lower lip between her teeth, “you know.”

“Oh,” he tried to keep the disappointment from his voice. “Okay. I eh … I’ll see you around then?”

“Yeah.” But Amelia didn’t sound like she’d heard a word he’d said, still holding her gaze on the hospital entrance.

“Amelia?” He took a step towards her, “everything alright?” He too looked at the sliding doors now, trying to see what she was looking at. But the entrance seemed calm enough, nothing out of the ordinary. It looked just like when they’d left it earlier tonight.

And that’s when it hit him. “You think James is still in there?”

Amelia’s eyes shot up to his. “No, I just …” She’s quick to deny, but her words trail off along with her conviction. “Yes,” she whispered sheepishly. “I know I need to talk to him.” She repeated the words she’d said earlier that night. “I’m just not ready. Argh.” She sighed. “Just not tonight.”

Owen looked from her eyes to the doors and back, before reaching out his hand to her. “Here, give me your locker key.” Amelia looked at him in surprise. “I’ll get your bag, and I’ll check if he’s still inside.”

“You don’t have to do that.” She bit her lower lip again, feeling shame at her own childishness. She should be able to walk into her work place, for god’s sake.

“I know,” he smiled. “I want to. Come on, before security starts getting worried that we’ve been standing still here for so long.”

Hesitating for a few seconds more, Amelia finally yielded and pulled the keys from her jeans pocket. “Thank you.” She offered him a sheepish smile. “I swear I’m not usually this spineless.”

Owen smirked. Judging by the impression he’d gotten of her tonight, this woman was far from spineless. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll be right back.”

***

“So no sign of James,” Owen said as he re-emerged from the hospital. “But I did manage to find your bag, and I grabbed some donuts from the attendings’ lounge.” He deposited the bag, along with the case of donuts, in her outstretched arms, enjoying the relieved expression on her face, and her apparent excitement about the donuts. “For on the way back.” Amelia had told him over pizza that donuts were a food she could always eat, no matter the time, or that she’d just had dessert.

“Now can I walk you to your car?”

But Amelia was once again showing signs of reluctance, and this time, Owen didn’t take long to understand why. “You’re afraid he’s waiting at the house?” The look of concern in her eyes confirmed Owen’s suspicion, and a wave of anger involuntarily started to bubble up at a guy he’d never even met before. He wondered what type of jerk this James was that he was making Amelia this apprehensive. “He,” he said, before he could stop himself. “You’re welcome to come back to my tin box? We can drive by the house to check if he’s there. Just for a while, I mean.” He quickly clarified, a blush rising to his cheeks as he realized how his proposition must sound. “Just to make sure the coast is clear.”

“I thought you said it was a trailer?” Amelia grinned, embarrassedly. She was really out here making the impression on her boss that she couldn’t handle any form of confrontation. Not a good way to start off a work-relationship. Or a normal relationship, for that matter. Not that she was thinking of that, with Owen, not at all. He was her boss. They had a strictly professional relationship, after this strictly professional date (hang out? Not a date, definitely not a date).

“It is.” Owen groaned, tilting his head to the side a little. “But I won’t deny that it … is also kind of a tin box.” He added sheepishly, the last words coming out almost like a question. “A fully furnished tin box, though. There’s a bed and everything. To sit on, I mean.” He once again felt the heat rise to his cheeks. Way to go, Hunt. Really not inappropriate at all. Real smooth. “And a kitchen with a toaster, reachable from my toilet.” He chuckled. “And a coffee machine, if you want some? Coffee, if you want some coffee.”

Amelia was now full blown grinning at him, enjoying the hole he was digging for himself. “I would love to get some … coffee.” Easy Amelia, still your boss you’re talking to. She looked around the parking lot hesitantly. Screw it. “Yeah, okay. Why not. I can just follow you with my car?”

“Okay.” Owen said happily. “You know the way, it’s your brother’s backyard.”

“Right,” Amelia chuckled. “I guess I won’t need GPS. Although,” her eyes twinkled. “I could honestly get lost on my way to the bathroom, so GPS might not be a bad idea.”

Laughing too, Owen started walking back to where his car was parked. “Just follow me if you get lost. I don’t do GPS.”

“You don’t do GPS?” She said to his retreating back, incredulously. “What are you? A human compass?”

“Army major.” She heard him yell back at her while getting into his car. As she walked to her own car, Amelia shook her head in amusement. Army major. What a dork.

***

“So, this is the infamous trailer.” Owen heard Amelia say as they both got out of their cars. He had slowly driven by the dream house, Amelia behind him, and had not spotted a single sign of James. Presumably, Amelia too had drawn the conclusion that her ex-fiancé wasn’t waiting for her there. But she’d still continued to follow him home anyway, and Owen wasn’t complaining. “It looks bigger up close than it does from the house.”

Owen gave her a side glance. “Are you just saying that to make me feel better?”

“Maybe,” she smirked. “Big or small, though, it’s still a tin box.”

“Yes, well, I happen to thoroughly enjoy living in this tin box.” He tried to sound offended, unsuccessfully, as a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Pulling the keys from his pocket, he walked up the wooden steps to the front door. Opening it, he waited for Amelia to go in first.

Looking around, Amelia was surprised by the amount of space the trailer actually held. It wasn’t a mansion, obviously, but it also wasn’t as cramped as she’d imagined. She even thought it had its charms, with its brown and blue tones, and the Christmas lights outside. As she said this to Owen, he grinned. “Told you so.”

He gave her the tour (which lasted all of three minutes) before gesturing around and telling her to sit wherever (which meant either the table booth or the bed). “Can I get you anything to drink?”

“Coffee would be great.” She smiled at him as she sat down at the small table booth, putting the donuts she’d refrained from devouring in the car, on the table. “You’ll be pleased to know I didn’t eat a single one.” At the sight of Owen raising an eyebrow, Amelia blushed. “Okay, so I ate one, but that’s it!”

As Owen went about making them coffee, she glanced at his back as he moved skillfully around the small kitchen. She hadn’t made any friends here yet, having only just arrived in Seattle. Back in Los Angeles, she’d had a family. And while she had Derek and Meredith here, she missed the kind of close-knit group she’d had over there. She already missed Addy and Charlotte and Sheldon, and all the rest. She even missed James, although, she guessed she missed the idea of James more than she missed the actual man himself.

But here, in Owen’s trailer, she again felt that kind of familiarity that came with being with friends, with being comfortable around someone. Which was strange, considering this night had been the first time she had interacted with him about anything else than work matters. And he was her boss, let’s not forget about that.

“Please don’t judge the mugs.” Owen’s voice interrupted her thoughts as he placed a steaming cup of coffee, in a bright yellow mug plastered with pink and blue flowers, in front of her. “They’re actually the perfect size for late night cups of coffee. And they were a gift.” He added sheepishly. His own mug was bright red with orange and green flowers.

“A gift? Right…” Cracking up, Amelia pulled the hideous (yet charming) mug towards her. They sat in comfortable silence while she added some sugar and distractedly stirred the liquid.

“Did you always want to live more outdoors?” She eventually broke the silence, and brought the mug of coffee up to her lips. Just as she was about to take a sip, however, she spotted what was quite possibly the biggest spider she’d ever seen, crawling right at her feet. Letting out an honest to god scream, she shot up from her seat, and in the process spilled the fresh coffee all over her chest.

“What?” Owen shot up from his own seat on the bed and hurriedly looked around. “What happened?”

“Spider,” Amelia managed to get out, while also trying not to scream at the hot coffee that was slowly burning the skin under her shirt. She was really going great on leaving a good impression on Owen tonight. “On the ground.”

“Jesus, Amelia.” Owen didn’t care for the spider, but quickly rushed towards her. “Take off your shirt. I need to check for burns. I should have some cold spray somewhere.” Walking towards the small kitchen, he didn’t wait for Amelia’s answer as he went through the cabinets for the spray.

Amelia, while keeping an eye on the spider, put down the now mostly empty coffee cup and pulled her shirt over her head without hesitation. The coffee hadn’t been scorching hot anymore, thankfully, but it had been warm enough to hurt.

Turning around with both the spray, a cold compress and a wet cloth in his hand, Owen rushed back to where Amelia was now standing in just her bra and jeans, redness clearly becoming visible on her chest. Stopping in front of her, he put the spray and compress on the table and put both of his hands on her shoulder, leaning down to inspect the red spots. He couldn’t see any blisters forming, but her skin still felt hot to the touch. Grabbing the wet cloth, he gently started dabbing it against her chest to cool the skin and clean off the sticky traces of coffee. When he felt satisfied that the stickiness was cleaned off, he switched the cloth for the cold compress and held it in place over the reddened areas. “You okay?” He lifted his eyes from the compress to meet hers, simultaneously realizing how close together they were standing. Amelia stood leaning against the table behind her, shirtless, while Owen was leaning over her, mere inches apart.

“Yeah,” Amelia whispered, returning his gaze with a surprising intensity. “Yeah,” she cleared her throat, “it’s not that bad. The coffee had already cooled down a little.”

“Thank god,” Owen’s voice, too, came out a little hoarse. He could blame that on his lack of sleep, right? “I’m going to apply some cold spray, just to be sure, okay?”

“Fine.” She clenched her teeth as Owen sprayed the cool substance on her skin, relaxing and slowly breathing out in relief as the heat in her chest started subsiding. “Hmm.”

While Owen was working hard to keep his focus on the spray, he couldn’t help but notice the black lace of her snuggly fitting bra. Really not a good time. He scolded himself. She’s in pain and you’re checking out her bra, come one man. Shaking his head, he finished spraying and put the cap back on the bottle. “I’ll find you a clean shirt to wear.” He said, turning around quickly.

Amelia opened her eyes and watched as Owen went through a small closet drawer, pulling out a light grey shirt. “This is way too big, but it’ll have to do.” He smiled self-consciously. “I don’t really own anything in your size.”

“I’d be concerned if you did.” Amelia chuckled, and followed his gaze as he walked back towards her, handing her the shirt. They stood there, close together in the small space between the table booth and the closet on the other side. Amelia was still clutching the shirt in her hands, but made no move to put it on. Mesmerized by his light blue eyes staring back at her. “I should probably go.” Amelia whispered, before I do anything to embarrass myself even more. “It’s getting late.”

Owen took a second to register what she was saying, his eyes still lost in hers. “Oh … yeah, of course.” He took a step back, forcing out a chuckle. “The coast should definitely be clear now.” Amelia looked at him with a puzzled expression on her face. “From James.” He added.

“Oh, right.” Amelia, who had completely forgotten about the reason why she’d come to the trailer in the first place, snapped back into action and pulled the grey shirt (which she now noticed had the US Army logo on it. Again, what a dork) over her head. It unsurprisingly still carried Owen’s scent. “Yeah, it should be fine.” Pulling the shirt down, it reached to just above her knees. She was, for all intents and purposes, drowning in it. But it felt comfortable, nonetheless.

She remained standing still, then, not making a move to leave yet. Her gaze still fixed on Owen’s. They stood like that for a few more seconds, before Amelia cleared her throat and forced herself to look away. “Right. Thank you, for the coffee. And sorry about the mess.” She added sheepishly, “I swear there was a spider.” She slowly started walking towards the exit.

“I had fun tonight.” She said as she opened the door, turning back to face him. “We should do this again sometime, major Hunt.” She added the last part with a smirk.

“Without the spider, of course.” Owen, returning her smile, took a step forward. “And the burns.”

“I would not be opposed to that, no.”

Owen followed her out of the trailer, where he waited on top of the steps as she walked down. “See you around, scaredy-cat.”

Amelia whipped back around, scowling. “If you ever tell anyone I screamed that loud over a spider I will end you, ginger.” She reveled as she saw Owen bursting out laughing, and smiled contentedly herself. After knowing Dr. Hunt only as an intensely serious doctor, to hear him laughing so freely like this was an experience. “Bye Owen.” She whispered, her back already turning away from him again, and walked towards the dream house. He couldn’t have heard her.

But as Owen watched Amelia walk away, he softly whispered those same words. “Bye Amelia.” And he remained standing at the top of the wooden stairs, following her as she reached the dream house and turned her key in the lock, keeping his eyes on her until she vanished into the hall and closed the door behind her. Finally retreating back into his trailer, Owen ran a hand through his hair, leaning back against the now closed door.

What a night. He wasn’t sure he’d completely wrapped his mind around all that had happened yet. How had he gone from only vaguely knowing Dr. Shepherd as one of his subordinates, to this, to having Amelia here, standing in his trailer, half-naked (though granted, not for the reason he might have wished), in one evening? Shaking his head, he walked to the table to pick up the discarded cloth (also spotting the forgotten donuts. Amelia would be disappointed about that, for sure), re-wetting it in the kitchen so he could use it to clean the coffee stains from the floor.

Leaning down, he moved to drag the cloth across the floor, and came face to face with a chubby black spider. Bursting out laughing once more, Owen abandoned the cloth on the floor and stood back up. Cleaning could wait until tomorrow. He’d had a long couple of days, and tonight had surely been one of the most eventful ones he’d had in a while.

He was going to bed.

***

A/N II: Fun fact, I used the word “sheepishly” 5 times in this fic. Gotta get myself a dictionary! I really enjoyed writing this, it’s fun to write Omelia in a different setting (would this classify as AU?), and just in a more lighthearted manner. Let me know if you’d like more fics like this!

@ameliashepherdgoeshunting this probably wasn’t what you had in mind when you suggested Owen take Amelia back to his place after pizza, but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless! 😉

#Omelia #Amelia Shepherd #Owen Hunt #Caterina Scorsone #Kevin McKidd #Omeliafics #Omelia Fanfiction #Omelia Fic #Grey's Anatomy #Grey's Anatomy Fic #Fanfiction #A New Seattle Leaf Fic #A New Seattle Leaf Part 2

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lilacmoon83 · 6 years ago

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Finding You Always

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Chapter 156: Decode

Weaver walked along the hall of holding cells until he came to the final one, where Cassidy Gold was being kept. The younger man lay on the cot in the cell, looking bored out of his mind.

"Cassidy Gold," Weaver said, calling his attention. The other man sat up.

"It's about damn time…" he said, as he got up.

"I did what you asked. I stole that kid's car and said all the things I was supposed to and yet you still haven't come through on your part of the deal," Cass responded angrily.

"I'm a busy man, Mr. Gold...but I always come through on my deals," Weaver retorted, as he unlocked the cell.

"You're free to go," he stated.

"And the charges, the arrest...my previous record?" Cass questioned.

"This arrest and all your others are gone...erased from the system. Your record is completely spotless," Weaver replied, as he handed him a bag with his sparse belongings.

"Great...now maybe I can blow this town," he said.

"That's not a part of our deal," Weaver replied.

"What do you mean?" Cass questioned.

"Your record is clean and will stay that way, as long as you stay here in Hyperion Heights and keep your nose clean, of course," Weaver stated. Cass scoffed.

"I should have known this deal would come with more strings than it was worth," he spat.

"Oh, I assure you that this deal is one you want to keep, Mr. Gold," Weaver responded.

"Yeah? And how's that? No one is going to hire me in this stupid neighborhood, which means I'll end up going back to stealing to get by. You cops are all the same, you know," he commented.

"Even if a guy like me tries to clean up his act, it never works, because the cops stack the deck against us," he ranted.

"And if you would close your mouth for two seconds, you might be proven wrong on that," Weaver snapped. Cass scoffed.

"Fine…" he replied, as Weaver took out of roll of cash and Cass' eyes widened in disbelief.

"You're on my payroll now, Cassidy Gold; that is, if you choose to take my job offer," Weaver replied.

"And...what job do you want me to do? You know, that's a lot of money and it's tempting, but I'm not offing someone if that's what this is," Cass said. Weaver smirked.

"It's good that even as a thief there are lines you will not cross," he commented.

"No, there is no killing involved in this job. You're now an informant for me. You'll go where I tell you, do what I tell you, spy on who I tell you to, and anything else I need," Weaver responded.

"That's it? Spying? Watching people?" Cass questioned.

"For now...there may be instances later where your expertise as a thief are needed. But for now, yes...you're my new mole and your new security post job at the Stavros' Ancient Artifact Museum begins tomorrow morning," Weaver said, as he handed a badge of credentials to him, as well as a bag with a uniform in it. Cass looked stunned and a little bewildered.

"Use the money to get yourself a decent apartment too and something to eat. There will be more where that came from if you do your job," Weaver promised, as he turned and walked away with an amused smirk on his face, leaving Cassidy Gold behind.

"Uh...thanks!" he called, still confused on why Weaver would choose him for this. But if it was for this kind of money and stability, then Cass wasn't going to think twice about accepting such an offer.

~*~

The dream, or nightmare rather, started out much the same as it always did. There were flashing lights, like those of a police vehicle and headlights. There was also fire...and smoke? Purple smoke...and blood, along with other vague shapes he could never make out. He didn't know if his mind had blocked out that night and that was why it was always a blur, but tonight was definitely different. Blurry images suddenly had focus. Instinctively, he thought this was memories of the night Margaret died. She had been taken, by one of her colleagues, no less. Margaret was a teacher and a Professor had developed an obsession with her. But she had steadfastly rejected him many times. They had a very loving, happy marriage.

The Police were no help, until the man had gone too far and forced his beloved into his car at gunpoint. The police had given chase and he remembered arriving at the scene.

That was how he met Weaver. The insane man had driven the car off a cliff with his sweet, beautiful Margaret inside with him, shattering him.

"I'm sorry Mr. Nolan...but we were unable to recover the bodies," Weaver said, looking at him with sympathy. That was a detail he had never remembered until now. No body to bury...just an empty coffin and a headstone. Was that right? How had he forgotten a detail like that? As he stood there that night, the scenery changed around him. There was still fire and purple smoke. Weaver was still there too, but he looked different and was dressed in strange leather clothes. And Iris was there...along with Bobby? How was that possible?

"Mom! Dad!" they were both calling. But that wasn't right...Bobby wasn't his son. And then he realized he was holding someone and when he looked down, expecting it to be Margaret, he was shocked to find that it was Mary in his arms. And Iris was calling her Mom...but that couldn't be right. The lights were still flashing, but this time, they weren't headlights or siren lights. They appeared to be flashes of other kinds of light. Blue sparks, fireballs, and white energy. There was a blonde woman with two other youths and they appeared to creating the lights from their hands...like magic? Then strangely enough, there was Ivy, which made even less sense.

The smoke was so thick that it was blinding and he heard Mary whimper softly in his arms.

"Charming…" she cried. Then he heard his own voice.

"I'll find you...I will always find you, Snow," he promised her. Snow...why was he calling her by the name of Mary's alter?

"Not this time...if I have anything to say about it," a voice hissed, as he looked through the smoke, only to see Clayton Stavros standing there with his usual smug grin. Then the smoke swallowed them up and he jolted upright in bed. He breathed heavily, taking in air to his starved lungs. What the hell was all that? None of it made any sense...what had started out as a realistic memory of the night he lost his beloved Margaret turned into a fantastical world where it was Mary in his arms...or was it Snow?

He put his head in his hands, wondering why his dream of losing Margaret was suddenly about Mary. He clutched the sheets in frustration. Why was it that every time he tried to think of his beloved Margaret that all he could see was Mary? It made no sense. He knew there would be no going back to sleep, so he got up and padded into the kitchen, shirtless and just in his sleep pants. He got a drink of water and noticed Bobby's book laying on the coffee table. Curiously, he went over and opened it, before he began leafing through it with interest. He was captivated by a couple that was holding each other, very similar to how he and Mary were holding each other in his dream. The man was blonde like him and the woman was raven haired, like Mary. And they went by Snow and Charming. He closed the book at that...it was crazy and none of it made any sense at all. But Bobby's words from earlier stuck in his head, as he had overheard him telling Iris about his book; that there was a curse that made everyone forget and brought them to this place. He sighed and put the book down, chiding himself for even entertaining such fantastical nonsense.

Margaret was dead; killed by a psychopath doctor that had been obsessed with her. The fact that there was never a body didn't mean anything, for it had been too difficult to recover anything from the harsh ocean waters. Iris was his daughter, but Bobby was not his son. And Mary...she was not Margaret. It was absolutely impossible, despite the incredible pull he felt toward her. When Margaret died, he thought that was it for him. He could never love another woman the way he loved her. Their love was incredibly special and he wasn't the type that could move on from something like that. Margaret wasn't just his wife, but his soul mate and now he felt guilty for even entertaining the possibility of moving on with someone else. It wasn't like he hadn't been propositioned for dates in the years since Margaret's passing. But he had never had any interest in any of those women. So why was Mary so different? Why was she in his head so deeply that he couldn't even think about his late wife anymore. Why was she haunting his every waking moment and now his dreams? He picked up the book again and kept leafing through it. This couldn't be where his answers were, but he found he couldn't stop himself from searching through it anyway.

~*~

Storybrooke Year - 2021

"Henry...you're back!" Ella exclaimed, as he emerged from the forest.

"We were getting ready to mount a rescue. How did you escape Tremaine?" Tiana questioned. He smirked, as a group of people followed him into the camp.

"My family…" he answered.

"They've come to help us…" Henry said.

"If you'll have us," Snow added. Tiana smiled.

"We'd never turn down help, especially from anyone who's done this before," she agreed.

"You must be Tiana...and you must be Ella," Snow said, as she stepped forward. Ella was a bit surprised, but smiled shyly.

"You must be Snow White," Ella replied, as she put her hand out. But Snow simply smiled and hugged her. Once Ella's surprise wore off, she found herself hugging back. This was a bit new to her and she hadn't had this since she lost her parents. It was nice...even if she wasn't sure she could trust it.

After Snow's immediate acceptance of Ella, introductions proceeded and then Tiana showed them to the tent they were using as a makeshift war room, welcoming any help and expertise these newcomers could provide.

~*~

Hyperion Heights

Later that morning, as they got ready for the day and ate breakfast, David could barely take his eyes off Mary. If she noticed, she didn't let on. He couldn't get those images out of his head though. The memory of holding her so close...so intimately was seared into his mind and soul. As much as he wanted to deny all of it...he couldn't shake it. He couldn't shake her and the fact that she was the reason he couldn't even remember his own wife. And as crazy as it sounded, he was starting to think that it was because she was his wife. It was insane and he was also debating on getting his head checked, but he couldn't get the contents of that book out of his head. Could it really be true? Was Bobby right about everything? He wasn't ready to entertain the idea of fairy tales being real yet...but Clayton Stavros was in his dream too, which led him to believe that whatever this was...he was behind it. He wasn't going to say anything to Mary yet and today, he was going to begin his investigation into her...brother. Brother...yes, he was doubtful on the truth of that relationship too.

~*~

After breakfast, the kids got their stuff for school and prepared to head off.

"Bye Mary…" Iris said, as they shared a meaningful smile.

"Have a good day, Iris," Snow said, fighting the urge to hug her.

"Bye Daddy," Iris said, as she hugged him. He hugged her back and cradled her head for a moment.

"Have a good day, peanut," he said, as he watched her go and then watched Mary with her son, as she tried to brush some of his raven hair away from his eyes.

"Do you have your permission slip for your field trip to the zoo?" she asked. He nodded and held it up.

"Okay...have a good day. I love you," she called, as he left to catch the bus.

"Bye Mom...bye David," Bobby called.

"See you buddy," David called, as he watched him go.

"He's a great kid," he mentioned. Mary smiled.

"So is Iris," she agreed. He smiled and nodded, as a thick silence settled between them.

"I guess...I better get to the station," he said.

"Um...I was actually going to go in early and help Roni. Would you mind giving me a ride?" she asked.

"Not at all," he replied, as they gathered their things they needed for the day and left as well.

~*~

Jacinda smiled, as she read Lucy's note, while leaning against the well in the Community garden.

"Well...skipping work again?" an unwelcome voice interjected. She frowned and looked up to find her step-mother there.

"No...I'm on my lunch break and I like coming here. It's Lucy's favorite place," Jacinda answered.

"Well...I'm afraid she'll have to find a new place," Victoria retorted. Jacinda's brow furrowed.

"What are you talking about?" she questioned, as she saw construction workers piling in behind her step-mother.

"This is where my new tower is going to be. This pitiful little garden is to be swept away," Victoria stated.

"But Lucy loves this place! She'll be devastated!" Jacinda cried.

"Lucy is a child and she'll get over it rather quickly, I suspect. Now if you'll excuse me, these gentlemen have work to do and I have other places to be," she said.

"I'll stop you," Jacinda warned. Victoria smirked.

"You'll try...and fail miserably, like you do at everything," she retorted. Jacinda hurried off to Roni's and burst into the bar.

"Hey...what's the matter?" Roni asked, as she took inventory, while Mary did some cleaning.

"My step-mother," Jacinda replied.

"Well...that woman is hell on high heels, so maybe you could be more specific," Roni said.

"She's demolishing the community garden to put up a tower," Jacinda told them.

"The place where all those beautiful snow drops are growing?" Mary asked curiously. Jacinda nodded.

"And the Hyacinths," she confirmed.

"Bobby loves that place," she mentioned.

"So does Lucy...and I have no idea how to stop Victoria," Jacinda lamented. Roni thought for a moment.

"Well...it's a long shot, but if you were to get as many signatures from people in the community on a petition to stop the tower from going up, you'd be able to file an injunction that the garden is indeed viable to the community," Roni stated.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Mary said.

"Do you think it will work?" Jacinda asked.

"Only one way to find out and you've got your first two signatures right here," Roni replied. Jacinda smiled and set off with a plan to stop her step-mother.

~*~

Bobby walked with his class, as they toured the zoo that afternoon. Everything was going fine, until he felt someone tug on his backpack.

"Hey Blanchard...read any good fairy tales lately?" a kid named Mark asked derisively. He was bigger than Bobby and a bully. And it didn't help that everyone thought he was the weird kid that carried a book of fairy tales around. It was never like this for him in Storybrooke. He had always been accepted, for the most part, because everyone else was like him too.

"Leave me alone," Bobby requested, as he kept walking.

"Oh come...tell us all about those crazy tales," he said snidely.

"Come on man, leave the kid alone," his friend Jeremy said. But Mark wasn't letting it go.

"The kid thinks fairy tales are real, Jeremy...and his Mom is a head case at the mental hospital," Mark said, as the boys chuckled. Bobby fumed and turned to glare at them.

"You got something to say, short stuff?" Mark asked. But Bobby shook his head and stalked off. He knew if he started a fight that he would get blamed and then if Clayton got wind of it, he would try to use it against his Mom. It had happened before. He had tried to keep Bobby from visiting her the last time he got into a fight by claiming that his mother was too unstable for him.

He sneaked away from the rest of the class and came to a fence. Thinking nothing of it really, he hopped it and went about exploring. But when he realized he was suddenly in the tiger pen, he cursed himself. Back home, he thought nothing of walking around among the animals. His brother ran the reserve and all the animals knew who he was. But Hyperion Heights was a different story. He gulped, as one of the tigers took notice of him and casually started toward him. He started to slowly back away and knew if he ran, the tiger might pounce. But if he didn't run...he might anyway. Luckily for him, before he made a decision, someone called out to him.

"Hey kid...what are you doing in here?" the familiar voice asked. His breath caught and he looked up to find his big brother there, dressed in a uniform that the employees all wore. He watched him put a hand on the tiger's back and it lost interest in Bobby, before walking away.

"I'm sorry...some kids were being mean and I was just trying to get away," Bobby said.

"Okay...no harm done. Let's get you back to your class," he said, as he escorted the boy out of the pen.

"Thanks...my name is Bobby No...Blanchard," he said, catching himself. He still had trouble with almost slipping and using his real last name of Nolan. The young man smiled.

"I'm Luke Hunter," he said. Bobby was really stoked to finally have found another of his older siblings. He couldn't wait to tell Mom.

"That was really cool what you did with that tiger back there...how did you do it?" Bobby asked. Luke shrugged.

"I just kind of always had a way with animals. Guess that's why I work here. Stay out of trouble, kid," he replied, as he went back to work. Bobby frowned. He would have to see if Mom could bring him back here soon. Maybe she could help jog his memory. Bobby pulled out his cell phone and texted Iris.

"I found Leo! He works that the Hyperion Heights zoo!" Bobby typed, before hitting send. It was only seconds later that his sister texted.

"That's amazing!" she typed back.

"His name is Luke Hunter here. I'm gonna see if Mom can bring me back this weekend," Bobby typed. He waited a few seconds, as the three dots appeared, indicating that Iris was typing back.

"I have a better idea...maybe we can convince Mom and Dad to both bring us there this weekend," she suggested. He smiled

"That's great...see you later," he typed. He felt hope swell inside him. He had been so alone the last two years and now everything was finally changing.

"We're going to do it...we're going to break the curse," he said, as he hurried to catch up with his class. He had found Leo and now only needed to find Emma and Eva.

~*~

David and Rogers sat in his car, watching Stavros' museum that afternoon.

"What exactly are we looking for?" Rogers asked.

"I'm not sure...but this guy is dirty. I know it," David replied.

"I don't disagree there, but perhaps this has become a bit personal for you, eh mate?" Rogers questioned.

"I appreciate your candor, Rogers and yes it's probably a little personal. Doesn't mean we shouldn't be doing it," David responded, as they saw none other than Victoria Belfry walking toward the museum. She didn't go to public entrance though and instead kept looking around her, as she entered through a private side door.

"Let's go…" David said.

"We don't have anything yet," Rogers replied.

"We don't need it. We're just two guys going in the public entrance of a public museum," David retorted, as his partner followed him inside.

Victoria made her way through the corridors in the museum and found Clayton in his office, enjoying a drink.

"Mr. Stavros," Victoria called.

"Ah...Ms. Belfry. Would you care for a drink?" he asked, as he poured another glass of expensive scotch.

"No thank you...this is not a social visit," she replied sternly.

"Pity...then it must be business. What can you do for you?" he questioned.

"You can start by seeing that your sister is locked up again!" Victoria snapped.

"Relax...I'm working on convincing a judge to revoke the order that freed her. But it's not easy...Weaver has a lot of power too. Somehow...not even the curse was able to take that away," he commented.

"She has already caused irreparable damage! She's already moved in with him," Victoria hissed.

"I'm aware," he snapped back.

"Detective Nolan is getting too nosy. The mole we have at the station says he has overheard whispers that Nolan and his new partner are sniffing around where they shouldn't be, off the record," she informed.

"Then we'll have to persuade them to back off. Believe me, I have handled David Nolan before. There are very exploitable ways to make him behave, so to speak," Clayton responded.

"I hope you're right...or this entire thing could unravel around us. And I don't think either of want that happening," she said. He smirked.

"There are fail safes in place to make sure that doesn't happen this time. My sister may have most of her memories, but she doesn't yet recall everything from that night. Trust me, even if those two idiots get all their memories back, they'll be reluctant to ever want this curse to be broken. The consequences of that this time would be devastating for them," he responded. Victoria didn't recall why that was either, but she reluctantly trusted his word on it.

"You better hope so and I hope your men will be delivering that item we discussed over the phone earlier?" she questioned. He smirked and finished his drink.

"They are excavating it as we speak. You should have it by the end of the day," he promised.

"Excellent...good day, Mr. Stavros," she said, as she walked out. Clayton was about to pour another drink when he got a call.

"Stavros," he answered.

"The detectives you warned us about are here poking around the museum atrium," a guard warned.

"I'll be right out," he said, as he put the glass down.

"Damn these two…" he cursed, as he walked out of his office and headed for the atrium. Once he was gone, Tilly, having slipped past security, tiptoed into his office. As instructed by Detective Nolan, she took a tissue and snatched his glass, before putting it in the plastic bag he had given her. She concealed the item in her coat and slipped back out.

~*~

"Detectives...what can I do for you?" Clayton questioned, as he emerged from the lower levels of his beloved museum.

"Oh...we were just browsing. You have quite a unique collection of ancient artifacts," David mentioned. Clayton gave him a steely gaze.

"My family has collected unique items for many centuries," Clayton responded.

"It's impressive...I mean most of this stuff you'd expect to see in places like the Smithsonian or in their home countries," David commented. The Collector narrowed his eyes. He was positive that David wasn't awake yet, but his questions were a bit unsettling. If he remembered the truth that most of Clayton's collection and how it was acquired, he could try to make trouble for him in the professional world that he had managed to interject himself into.

"Why are you really here, Detective? Don't you have actual criminals to be investigating?" Clayton questioned bluntly. David smirked.

"Oh, I assure you that I am investigating real criminals, Mr. Stavros and once I have the proof I need...those people will be going to jail," he responded, before turning and walking away. Rogers started to follow when Clayton called him back.

"Detective Rogers...I hear that you have newly acquired your detective shield, so let me give you some friendly advice," Clayton said, as Rogers looked at him.

"Don't let your foolish partner rope you into his wild goose chases and faulty investigations. He may be Weaver's favorite for now, but if he gets involved with the wrong people, things could go sour for him," Clayton stated.

"Are you threatening my partner?" Rogers asked. Clayton smirked smugly.

"Not at all...I'm an upstanding member of this community, Detective Rogers and my only goal is to make sure you don't get pulled down by Detective Nolan's witch hunt," he responded.

"If Detective Nolan is investigating something...or someone, then I assure you it's worth looking into. He's the best on the force," Rogers responded, as he walked away and caught up with David.

"You certainly ruffled his feathers," Rogers commented. David smirked.

"Oh, I did more than that," the blonde replied, as they walked back to the car and found Tilly waiting inside it.

"What...is she doing here?" Rogers asked, as they got in.

"Did you get it?" he asked. She smiled and nodded, as she handed him the evidence bag with the glass inside.

"Will this really help Mary?" she asked.

"Yes…" David replied, as he started the engine.

"Let's go get you that sandwich," he said. Tilly smiled and buckled up, as Rogers still looked confused.

"You used Tilly in this?" Rogers asked.

"No...I asked for her help. Trust me, I'd never put her in danger," David replied.

"Whose glass is that?" he asked.

"Clayton Stavros and once I have the lab run a DNA test against Mary's, I know it will prove exactly what I suspect to be true," David answered.

"And that is?" Rogers prompted.

"That's he's in no way related to her at all. Then I can make sure his power of attorney he supposedly has over her is negated and he can never hurt her or her son again," David stated.

"You really are going to help Mary then," Tilly said. David nodded.

"I am...and I'm going to help you too, Tilly. Once we take down Clayton Stavros, then Victoria Belfry is next, along with Dr. Samdi," David said.

"That's ambitious...you realize that you just put a target on your back, right?" Rogers asked. David nodded.

"I know...if you want to be reassigned, I'll understand," he replied. Rogers thought for a moment and if he was being truthful, these kinds of investigations, regardless of the potential dangers, were why he wanted to be a detective. He didn't want to be on some crooked business person's payroll. He wanted to fight the injustices for regular people like him and give a voice to those who had none, much like Mary Blanchard and young Tilly. This was why he went to the Academy.

"No...I'm all in," Rogers confirmed.

~*~

After school, Bobby hurried into Roni's and spotted his Mom taking an order. He noticed his Grandpa Xander nursing a drink at the bar too and planted himself next to him. He wasn't the grandpa he knew, for Xander hadn't taken even one drink in Bobby's entire life before the curse. It made him sad.

"Hi," he said to him. Robert glanced at him through bleary eyes.

"This is no place for kids...what are you doing here, boy?" he questioned.

"He's my son...come on honey," Mary interjected, as she took his hand and he hopped off the seat.

"Mom...I have to tell you something. It's really important," he said. Roni smiled.

"Go ahead and take your break, Mary. He looks like he's going to burst," she said in amusement.

"Thanks Roni," she said.

"I'll have a cocoa ready when you get back, champ," she called.

"Thanks Roni!" Bobby called, as they went outside.

"What is it, sweetheart?" Snow asked.

"I found Leo today," Bobby announced. Her breath caught in her throat and her half heart fluttered.

"Really?" she asked. He nodded.

"He works at the zoo in Hyperion Heights! He goes by Luke Hunter here!" Bobby exclaimed. Snow smiled and hugged him tightly.

"I'm so proud of you, sweetie," she gushed.

"Can we go this weekend? Maybe with Dad and Summer...I mean Iris?" he asked. She smiled.

"That sounds like a plan and I'm sure Iris will sell it to David too," she said, as she hugged him again.

"Now let's get you that well deserved cocoa," she added, as they went back inside the bar...

#Snowing #SnowxCharming #Charming family #OC Charmings #Snowing centric season 7 #Hyperion Heights #Roni #Weaver #Rogers #glass believer #AU #romance #adventure #finding you always #the epic continues #ouat fanfiction

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Riley’s Christmas Eve Surprise

It was the first Christmas since Riley and Lucas had graduated from UT Austin and were living in a small apartment off campus. Lucas had just finished his first semester of Vet school and Riley was working as an Editorial Assistant at a small publishing company. Lucas was working part time for a local animal clinic. The couple had managed to come up with a couple of their own Christmas eve traditions over the last few years and Lucas was waiting for Riley to get home from some last-minute shopping his mother had whisked her away for. This was the first time in 4 years they wouldn't be traveling to New York City for Christmas and he wanted to make It a memorable one for Riley. In this story they are about 24 and 25.

Lucas looked around the room and decided everything was perfect, the only thing missing was Riley. He looked at the clock on the living room wall, sheâ€™d be home anytime and their Christmas Eve celebration would start, he couldnâ€™t wait!

He walked over to the tree and placed the beautifully wrapped package under it. He and Riley had begun a new tradition a few years ago of gifting each other with ornaments on Christmas Eve and this was one he couldn't wait for her to see. They also decided to have Chinese delivered. He had ordered all of their favorites and was waiting for the delivery. There was freshly popped popcorn and hot chocolate in a thermos all ready to go for whatever movie they decided to watch. If Riley got her way it would be It’s a Wonderful Life.

He heard the lock on the door and knew it was her. He rushed to the door to greet her and help her with the many bags he knew she would be carrying.

“Hey, Riley," he said as leaned in to give her a quick kiss. "Did you and my Momma have a good time shopping?"

“Hi,” she answered as she handed him a couple of the bags she had in her hands. “I had a great time, I think your mom out shopped me though.”

Just as Lucas set the bags on the floor there was a knock at the door. It was the delivery guy form the Chinese restaurant with their food. Lucas pulled some money out of his wallet and handed to the guy and told him to keep the change. He took the bags of food to the table and set it down, Riley was right behind him, smelling the food.

“Do you want to go ahead and eat?” Lucas asked her.

All Riley could do was nod her head yes, “haven”t eaten since breakfast, starving!”

They took their places at the small table and started spooning food form various containers onto their plates. As they ate, Riley couldn’t help but notice how much cleaner the apartment looked.

“Lucas, did you clean the apartment?” she asked after taking a sip of water.

“Yea, I know how crazy things have been. Just thought I’d do my share.” He smiled at her.

“You wrapped presents, too?” she just noticed all of the presents under the tree.

“I wrapped all I could find. I just want us to be able to enjoy our movie tonight.”

“That was very sweet of you. That just leaves the things I got today and it’s not much, thank you, Lucas.” She couldn’t believe that he’d done all this.

They finished eating in silence and once they were done with their food, they cleaned up the leftovers and dirty dishes. Lucas loved the fact that the two of them could share a simple task and never have to say a word to each other. They moved around the small kitchen like they had been doing it for years.

After everything was cleaned up, they finished wrapping the few presents that Riley had just bought. Riley excused herself to the bedroom, she came back a minute or so later with a package wrapped in red sparkly paper, with a blue bow and placed it under the tree.

Lucas watched her place it in the very front underneath the edge of the tree. One of his favorite things about Christmas was trying to guess what was in each gift that had his name on it.

“Is that one for me?” He asked with a knowing smile on his face.

Riley smiled at him, “Yes and if you can just be patient for a few more hours, you’ll know what it is.”

”That must be my Christmas eve present, then.” He picks up the small package gently shaking it near his ear, “I think it’s a new Christmas ornament.”

She takes the gift from his hands and puts it back under the tree, “Be careful with this, it’s fragile.”

“Well, Riles, I guess all that’s left is to figure out what movie we’re going to watch. I have the hot chocolate and popcorn all ready to go, what will it be?” he asked holding up four different Christmas movies for her to choose from.

“Hmm...I already watched this one while I was talking to Maya on the phone the other day. I watched this one with Pappy Joe a month ago and when Zay was here the other night waiting for you to get off work, we watched this one. So that only leaves It’s a Wonderful Life,” she explained.

All Lucas could do was laugh, “I knew it!”

“What? You know I always wait to watch this one with you.” It had been that way for four years and neither one of them really ever wanted that to change.

“I’ll get the movie set up, if you’ll go get the hot chocolate and popcorn,” he suggested.

“Fine with me.” She said and went into the kitchen and poured two steaming mugs of hot chocolate, topped with mini marshmallows and grabbed the bowl of popcorn pouring in a few M&M’s

Lucas was already sitting on the couch, she handed him a mug and set the popcorn on the table and took her spot next to Lucas. He pushed play on the remote and for the next couple of hours she got lost in one of her favorite movies.

As the sounds George Bailey and all of his loved ones singing Auld Lang Syne faded into the end credits of the movie, Riley felt so content snuggled up to Lucas’ side that she didn’t want to move.

Lucas was the first one to move, “I’ll take care of these mugs and popcorn bowl if you put the movie away, then we can open our Christmas eve gifts.” Lucas was suddenly nervous and excited all at once.

Riley gave a little squeal of excitement and did as he suggested.

As he was heading to the kitchen he could hear her humming, “Someone is excited to open a present.”

“Yes, I am. You always pick the best ornaments for me. All of them represent one of our many moments and I can’t wait to see what moment we commemorate this year,” she told him.

While she waited for him to return from the kitchen she looked at the ornaments on their tree. So many memories, the Eiffel Tower and Subway car, the skis that represented the ski lodge. He’d even managed to find a purple jelly bean ornament. Of course, there were also the ornaments she had given him over the years, a cowboy hat, an apple to represent New York City and the leaf ornament she had hand made.

Lucas finished putting the dishes in the dishwasher and returned to see her looking at the Christmas tree. He knew she was thinking about all of their ornaments and some of the memories behind them. He hoped this years would be her favorite one yet.

She turned to him when she heard his footsteps behind her, she reached down and picked up the gift that he had inspected earlier and took her seat on the couch.

Lucas bent and picked up a box similar in size. It was wrapped in purple paper with a silver bow on it. “Who gets to go first this year?”

“You do, I opened the jelly bean ornament first last year,” she said.

“Okay,” he said as he started tearing at the paper revealing a white box. He opened the box and pulled out something wrapped in tissue paper. He carefully unwrapped it and smiled when he saw what it was. He held it up, examining it.

“This is Sophia, isn’t it?” he asked while turning the ornament in his hand. It was a wooden hand carved horse.

“Yea, it’s supposed to be Sophia. Do you like it? It was either the horse or a book and I thought the horse was cuter than a book,” Riley explained.

“It’s beautiful! It’s the first time I ever told anyone about wanting to be a veterinarian. This means a lot to me, Riley. Thank you!” he leaned in a gave her a kiss before getting up to hang the ornament on the tree.

As he sat back down on the couch, he looked at Riley who was bubbling with excitement, this was it, he hoped she liked it.

Riley examined the purple paper on all sides, “This is too pretty to open, Lucas.”

“Please open the present, I promise you’ll like it,” Lucas said.

Riley found the perfect spot to rip the paper revealing a green box. Inside the box was more tissue paper like before. She carefully tore away the layers of tissue to see a round black ornament attached to a gold ribbon. She turned it around, noticing the beautiful script on the ornament. She read the words and then looked at Lucas who was on his knees in front of her.

WILL YOU

MARRY ME?

Riley & Lucas

2025

“Lucas what’s happening?” Riley asked, clearly surprised.

“Riley Matthews, I love you more than I ever thought it possible to love another person and I want you to be my wife, will you marry me?”

“Lucas is this for real? You want to marry me? For real?” Riley asked,

“Riley look at the ornament.” Lucas told her.

She held up the ornament and looked at it again. Something sparkling caught her eye this time. She looked to see what the sparkle was and found a beautiful diamond engagement ring tied to the ribbon of the ornament.

“Lucas,” Riley muttered

He took the ring from Riley’s hand and asked one more time, “Riley, will you marry me?”

Through the tears, she finally answered him, “Yes, Lucas, I will marry you!”

Lucas put the ring on her finger, rose to his feet and took her in his arms. He let his own tears flow as he hugged her, “Riley, you’ve just made me the happiest guy in the world, I love you so much.”

Riley finally found her words, “Lucas, I love you, too! I’m so happy, I want to tell everyone!”

He let her go and she turned to put her ornament on the tree. As she turned back towards him he took her face in his hands and kissed her, he never wanted to let her go.

Once they broke apart he asked her, “So, I take it I surprised you?”

“You sure did, I think this is the best Christmas eve surprise ever.”

#rucas fan fics #one shot #sheila's fics #Rucas #Riley's Christmas Eve Surprise

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marlaluster · 6 years ago

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Emptying the cliptray on the new phone. ....

1. Alex Studzinski Bro Gisele is getting on my nerves just let the man play football 6 months ago 2 Nikki Morris Alex Studzinski why are you watching this, then? Go back to your video games and mommy’s snacks. 6 months ago 1 Alex Studzinski Nikki Morris the fuck I’m 17 I’m just saying let the man practice to get ready to win another ring 6 months ago CoaCHSNiPeR Alex stfu, it was what? 10-15 minutes out of a 3 hour practice gtfo. 17 year old little bitch. 6 months ago you will I agree with you. I get it she's hot, proud of her family and husband but she's out by him too much. Tom is the NFL superstar not Giselle. Fans emjoy seeing him playing football. Not your PDA all the time. We have enpugh opportunities to see that on tabloids. Maybe she's out there to intercept girls trying to get a piece of him but don't worry Giselle, even by browsing the comments here, it seems like your husbands fan base is predominantly male. So chill girl. You get to have him all to yourself during the long offseason and after games. 4 months ago nelspas01 She’s a good for nothing THOT 6 months ago 1 Stephenson Aman TOM BRADY = GOAT!!!!! #Leos 💪💪 6 months ago (edited) 1 PhillyTrunK I thought Brady's wife was Brazilian...no way! That ass so flat. 6 months ago 2 Taylor Alexander Leo's are the best 6 months ago 1 Slick Migillicutty He’s a tool! Gisele had to show up and steal the spot light.... Hope he gets destroyed by every defensive end and linebacker in the league 🖕🏻 GO GIANTS! 6 months ago 1 2. an deserves this much happiness 😆. 1 day ago Nomad She’s just showing off keep it private cheese 21 hours ago 3. Collin Martin Where’s that noose I always keep? 1 day ago (edited) 780 D Bill be like: "THOMAS?! I THOUGHT I SAID NO THOTS ALLOWED AT PRACTICE?" 1 day ago (edited) J D She love that man you can tell 1 day ago Nathan Spratt I would smash Tom's wife 1 day ago Tapatio Armani She needs to eat some tacos!!! 2 days ago bearmasterMC 1:14 number 58 is telling him self Don’t look at the butt 2 days ago Tina Kothare He has certainly become the pride of all the August born Leos out there; the man put the "POW" in "POWER" proving be a legend in the NFL history! 2 days ago Taco Bob his wife has more money then he does what a lucky dude Tom has a great life I hope he is Happy in it as well. 3 days ago Ignacio Sanchez Cute face but to scrawny for me 4. Juke She’s not hot. 1 day ago galban 2 Como diciendole ya te amo llegale a la verga te amo. 1 week ago Luca Borgetti His wife is wealthier than him 🤐😮 3 days ago Savy Vlogs I love their love ❤️. I hope we all one day find it. 2 days ago 5. Dan Mills I LOVE YOU PAYCHECK! I mean Tom. 6 months ago stupid whiny carcamano ivankov attention seeking brazuca trash 5 months ago Bob Jenkins Gisele's butt refuses to quit! Good pull 12. 6 months ago Moses Madavaram Still lost to a backup QB trash. Can't catch a football. Fly Eagles Fly 6 months ago Roxanne Flores Tom Brady is a CHEATER on and off the field, and Gisele is TRASH 5 months ago Brad 2 Still lost to a backup QB 6 months ago kiLLjoy24CALI Did she just kiss a goat? Eww... 6 months ago kevan garner what life? hes a dumb Jock 1 day ago (edited) Erik Merrill That boy is looking awfully skinny. You think Tom and Gisele impose their ridiculous eating standards on their kids? #feedBenaburger 6 months ago Motley Byron Too many HATERS here...they like LOSERS... hey I'm SURE Ryan Leaf has a fan page... 6 months ago 1 Effen Truth Pathetic. 6 months ago Jon Davis For example she’s nowhere near Selena Gomez who i wanna smash badly 6 months ago Levy Mendonça 🏈🏈🏈🍺🍺🍺📺📺📺 2 days ago joe chrow She is DISGUSTINGLY skinny....No idea how a man can get turned on by a female body like that...She has the body of a 12 year old boy....GROSS 3 months ago Akoni Ah Yat She probably ate Toms ass for his present. 16 hours ago d2post1 Look at this guy- handsome, gorgeous wife, beautiful kids, lotsa money, extremely successful, etc, etc---- and many people hate him and most of them are asshole liberals 1 day ago toledo Gisele is the most successful model in the world, she's constantly helping in environmental/humanitarian causes, and she's an inspiration to millions of people out there, but all people can talk about is her ass. It's really funny when Americans refer to her as "Tom Brady's wife." At every other place in the world he's Gisele Bündchen's husband. 2 months ago 6. se @Whereyahidin look man you guys suck right now. Would be a surprise if we even see you in a sb in the next 10 yrs 2 months ago Shady his wife looks like a man 1 month ago Jaime de Espana Stop Please Guess you got that one wrong! Super Bowl 53 and here are Tom Brady and the Patriots! I wouldn’t be surprised if Brady ends up with 7 Super Bowl wins 7. Ben Alexander And here we see a man who has it all. 6 months ago 233 P- Star7 LMAO good one 4 days ago Benny C Earned it all 3 days ago Sports Retrospective Ben Alexander I think you're right! 2 days ago jetshockey5 P- Star7 don’t be jealous, loser 😎😎 1 day ago 8. Mikk804 Tom wanted to grab it so bad... But he knew the cameras were watching lol. 6 months ago 32 John M booty is non existent. 6 months ago 65 patsap84 Yeah that bitch has no ass shes like a table top 6 months ago 61 DJ Kevgeez She’s a tranny. 6 months ago 13 Michael BATMAN Keaton Tyki Mikk804 AYO! 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 6 months ago 2 Amani Roberto LOL 6 months ago 9. 4 days ago Tyki Mikk804 Tom Brady wife got a baby goat booty. 6 months ago 203 Antony Brown LMAO 6 months ago 12 This Guys Toupee Tyki Mikk804 Tom wanted to grab it so bad... But he knew the cameras were watching lol. 6 months ago 32 John M booty is non existent. 6 months ago 65 patsap84 Yeah that bitch has no ass shes like a table top 6 months ago 61 DJ Kevgeez She’s a tranny. 6 months ago 13 Michael BATMAN Keaton Tyki Mikk804 AYO! 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 6 months ago 2 Amani Roberto LOL 6 months ago Kareem Hunt Kicking Yo Hoe #GOAT KICKER Well she's a former Victoria's secret model they ain't supposed to have a big booty just a really pretty face 6 months ago 33 Tyki Mikk804 Ty Law #24hunnit # LayDownTheLaw it not even a lol booty it's a baby goat booty 6 months ago 1 Tyki Mikk804 Ty Law #24hunnit # LayDownTheLaw lil 6 months ago 10. Vince Haylem It’s small af lmao. White girl booty 6 months ago 2 Dan Mills Vince Haylem But CLEAN white pussy. 6 months ago Stay Tight Big blubbery butts are disgusting Thats why supermodels dont have them. Im the ghetto is were you can find bubble butts yukkkkkk 6 months ago 1 11. dude you're a fucking virgin. your girlfriend in you porn. 6 months ago Tyki Mikk804 Dan Mills I said that because they call tom Brady the goat you get it now 6 months ago 1 michael oles you wish that you were so lucky to have anything so close to a woman like her. loving and rich 5 months ago 1 Gloria Burgham lisa ROXXI sandoval no sweetheart, your mother is a tranny. Giselle is a supermodel 😋 mad? 5 months ago alex vwenz Brady is totally winning at life... The people in here that are making fun of Gisele... Really?? I would love to see the shit some of you fucktards are hitting. lol. Some of the shit you all are fucking probably looks like roadkill..hahaha. 5 months ago 4 michael oles preach it brother!!! 5 months ago 12. 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taeyangdyb · 8 years ago

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Giving love a shot part 51

♡Jae’s views♡

Like that two years passed us by. Gray and Byul made their relationship public, they’re now engaged with a baby on the way, well the public doesn’t know about the whole baby part, she’s lucky her stomach doesn’t show a lot.

Mark is dating my friend Nicole, the girl he walked with at my wedding. I guess he falls for her French accent, and big boobs. Yeah I approved. *sigh*

Joon my little play boy with the biggest heart fell in love… again, with the least he’s expected. She’s not rich or a spoil brat. She’s a school teacher, she’s smart and as long as he’s in love and, happy we’re all approve.(unless she hurts him, then she’ll be dead….im not kidding)

Eric: is dating a brazilian model, he can fianally have sex with the lights on, dimmed, or off whichever he prefer .

The thing that made the last 2 years, even more stressful is that, Ailee, Yori, and Jimin wanted to get married at the same year. It wasn’t big of a deal since they can afford it, but It was just mentally stressful and a lot of bridezila happened.

My relationship with Jimin hasn’t been the same since the last time we had that argument two years back. Knowing how she feels about me, I get awkward and uncomfortable around her, we’re still friends I just… i don’t know keep a few distance.

Jay and I are as strong as ever. After all the struggles that we had at the beginning of our relationship we decided to live our marriage life to the fullest. We traveled to soo many places, and just live. No we do not have any kids. Not yet anyways.

*Thanksgiving Dinner*

We’re having Dinner at the Malone’s house. Of course I’m not ready..as always.

Jay: babe can we please go? I’m begging you.

Jae: I’m coming, I can’t find my necklace

Jay: you have like a million of these things, just wear one.

Jae: I’m looking for the one you got me for my last birthday.

Jay: you left it at your mom’s house

Jae: why?

Jay: I’m not sure I can answer that

Jae: can we drive drive by and get It?

Jay: baby we are late, please pick one….anyone.

Jae: but-

Jay: okay *walks in the room and picks a necklace for her, takes her coat and drags her to the car*

*in the car*

Jay: are your parents going to move here permanently or just Temporary?

Jae: temporary, as much as I want my dad to stay. He won’t because my mother and I don’t get along he doesn’t want her to cause trouble.

Jay: oh

30minutes later we made it.

*Jay’s views *

Simon: what was it this time?

Jay: She couldn’t find a necklace.

Simon: doesn’t she has a whole jewelry store in her dressing room?

Jay: bruh if we have to get somewhere I have to tell her it's�� 3hours earlier. So how’s married life going?

Loco: great on my part

Chacha: same

Jay: who would’ve thought that we would end up like this?

Gray: who would’ve thought that you would’ve gotten married first?

Jay: hey, I wasn’t that bad.

Simon: yea you were.

Gray: you were still horrible with Yuri, but Jaeha stumbled in our dressing room and Bam new leaf

Simon: I think she changed all of us. are you guys planning on having kids?

Jay: actually we haven’t talk about that in a while. Who knows maybe next year. The thing is I don’t want to get her pregnant and not being there, I want to be there for the whole process. That means a break from performing. Which I won’t have any problem with if she does get pregnant.

I think Jaeha has a knack for finding trouble. We’re eating dinner and she comes out of nowhere.

Jae: so how far long are you guys?

Ailee: I’m not pregnant

Yori: me either

Jimin: not that I know of

Jae: oh, okay

After the dinner we chatted and then we left. As always the end of the year is always hectic with so many things to do. End of the year concerts, award shows, a lot of practices and traveling.

Jaeha herself has been also busy, she went back to the designing board. Working on her first solo fashion show, I don’t really sorry about her being alone, cause I know that she’s busy herself.

*at home*

Jay: you going to shower?

Jae: no, don’t feel like it

Jay: do you need anything downstairs?

Jae: no

Jay: are you sure?

Jae: yes

Jay: Babe?

Jae: I’m hungry

Jay: you see, wait we just ate?

Jae: baby that was 5 hours ago

Jay: it was actually 3hours

Jae: then why’d you asked?

Jay: so you wouldn’t wake me up when I’m sleeping.

We ended up in the kitchen, for one too many snacks.

*back on the bed*

Jay: babe?

Jae: mhhm

Jay: I was thinking

Jae: about

Jay: well you know we’ve been married for 2 years and don’t you think it’s time we should start thinking about kids?

Jae: You want kids?

Jay: don’t You?

Jae: of course I do, I’ve been wanted one since last year

Jay: really? Why didn’t you tell me?

Jae: I thought you wanted to focus on your work and stuff

Jay: Jaejae, regardless of how much I love what I do, making sure you’re happy is my main priority, if having a kid will make you happy, then so be it.

Jae: okay, well how about when you finish with your current schedule we should-

Jay: why wait until then? We can start right now *starts making out*

*next morning*

As always she’s still knocked out. I’m still hoping for multiple children. Im not sure what kind of pregnancy things Jae’s gonna go through, but if she doesn’t want kids after the first one we can be set with the multiple.

Jae’s habit of huging the bed as become strange. Usually I would wake up and have no space on the bed, but lately she stays on one side all night long. I strangely dont like it, I think I prefer her all over me or is it that I’m used to it?

Jae: good morning *rolls next to him*

Jay: it’s noon

Jae: Oh

Jay: What are you doing today?

Jae: staying home, eat, exercise and work.

Jay: what about your appointment?

Jae: What appointment?

Jay: the one you’ve been rescheduling for the past few weeks.

Jae: I was busy

Jay: you’re not busy today

Jae: I’ll go next week

Jay: that’s what you’ve been saying all month long. I’m going to be away for the next couple of weeks, how will I know that you actually went.

Jae: because when you come you’ll find the results that says everything is fine with me, and that it was a waste going to the hospital.

Jay: well I rather find that, than you not going.

Jae: what about your plans for today?

Jay: I have practice all day

Jae: oh

Jay: did you need anything?

Jae: no

Oh forgot to mention that Gajeel had puppies I think Jaeha was pissed off. Because the dog was a Gajeel dogsiter’s dog. And yup the sitter got fired. I think that’s the first person Jae had personally fired, and it’s over a dog.

*that night*

Jay: how was your day?

Jae: Straight, I took Gajeel to the vet-

Jay: you can take your dog to the vet, but won’t take yourself to the hospital ?

Jae: her appointment was today, I couldn’t miss it

Jay: but you- *deep breath*

Jae: you should probably stop nagging you’ll get wrinkles

I am so done with her tonight.

*next day*

*sitting down on the couch*

Jay: babe what do you want for Christmas?

Jae: for you to not be away, but we know that can’t happen.

Jay: but ill make it for-

Jae: I know you’ll make it for the new year, *sigh*I know

That is sucks.

The following days, we left for our tour. As always, leaving her with a heavy heart, it doesn’t matter how many time I go away, it’s always the same feelings.

*few days later*

Gray: you okay man?

Jay: I just want to go back home

Gray: Jaejae is fine

Jay: knowing how much she hates going to the hospital makes it worst.

A few days ago I got a call from my mom that Jaeha was sick, so now I’m just ready to go home, but if I do go home she’s gonna be mad..

The rest of the days I do my best at every performance, but the I still had the thought of going back home. Just a few more days to go.

I think in the future, we’re gonna have to think about those holiday concert even though theyre sorta like a tradition, but unless my family’s coming, I don’t wanna miss any Christmas with my wife or kids.

Finally heading back home, I couldn’t be any more excited. Except the long ass hours on the plane.

*10hrs later*

We landed I had a car waiting for me, great.

Gray: hey Jay can you-

Jay: no no no I’m head straight home, I miss my wife, I’m done working, I’m a husband at this point on I don’t know anything, I dont think what I’m saying even make sense.

Getting home went straight to our room there’s a big sign on the door that say “DO NOT WAKE ME UP PARK JAEBUM”

Jay:*smiling*

Walking in she was knocked out.

Jay: * moves her hair out of her face, kisses her forehead*

Looking over on my side I found a note.

Step 1: take a shower…

After taking a shower the step 2 shows up in the mirror “follow the arrows”

Ok how the heck did she do that?

I did exactly what the instructions said. That think lead me all the way to the back of rooms that we barely go to.

Looking at the logo on the “AOMG Jay Park’s Office”

She got me an office, not just any office, and office with a recording studio.

Sitting on my new desk I open the drawer. “Merry Christmas Babe, hope you like your present. You have an office at home so you wouldn’t use the I have to go to the office as an excuse to not babysit, …PS go back to the room for your last present ♡U Mrs.Park ”

Jay:*Can’t stop smiling*

*back in the room*

Jay:*lay down on his side looking at her*

Jae: take a picture it will last you longer

Jay: you’re awake?

Jae: how can we sleep when you’re staring so hard?

Jay: we? Is there someone else in here?

Jae: you didn’t get the hint?

Jay: hint for..?

Jae: clueless, can you go get me a water please

Wait am I missing something here? Woah woah woah. She said “we” instead of her, when it’s just the two of us in the room. The logo on the front of her shirt said “Bun in the oven” only pregnant women wears-

Jay: babe are you pregnant?

Jae:…

Jay: are you?

Jae:*reaches in her nightstand drawer and hands him the envelope with the results*

Jay: Jaejae? Jaeha? You’re going to have a baby?

Jae: We’re going to have a baby.

I couldn’t hepl but tearing up.

Jae: *hugs him* come on let’s get some sleep.

Jay: how can I sleep at a time like this?

Jae: easy, just close your eyes for an hour. *turns off her light*

Jay: so how long as it’s been?

Jae: ask me in the morning

Jay: is it twins?

Jae:…

Jay: boys or girls?. I want boys, but I’m totally fine if they’re girls

Jae: Park Jaebum, if you’re not going to sleep please let me sleep.

Jay: okay fine

That night I couldn’t stop thinking us having a baby. While I’m imagining the fun stuff, I forget about how much of problems I’m gonna have with both Gajeel and Jaeha pregnant.

*sigh*

*next morning*

Waking up she’s getting ready.

Jae: good morning

Jay: hey, heading out?

Jae: yeah, I have a meeting.

Jay: so early in the morning?

Jae: I can’t be late

Jay: I thought we were to talk?

Jae: we are

Jay: then why-

Jae: look I have plans, I have things to do okay. We will talk when I’m done okay. Your breakfast is ready

Jay: why are you getting mad at me?

Jae:*deep breath* I’ll see you later.

I know Jae has things to do. I’m aware of how busy she is, but I can’t help it.

*hour..hours..hours… later*

Still not home yet. It’s 5 PM and still not here…. I have not done anything all day. I can’t even call her cause she turned off her phone.

It’s scary how serious Jae she is when it comes to working. That CEO blood is running thick in her veins.

Jay:*phone rings* hello

Jae: hey, are you busy?

Jay: no watching T.V., you?

Jae: omw home. I wanna go to the store, but I don’t really feel like it.

Jay: do you want something?

Jae: yeah, but I don’t know what. I was just going to walk around until I find something.

Jay: look just come home, later on we’ll go.

Jae: are you going to drive?

Jay: yes babe, just come home.

Jae: okay

Another 45minutes wait she finally get home.

♡Jae’s views ♡

Jae: hey Mr. Park *sits on couch*

Jay: how was your day?

Jae: long *yawn* very long

Jay: wanna go rest up a bit?

Jae: no, you said that you wanted to talk

Jay: that’s okay it can wait

After taking a shower, I went straight to the bed, wearing the towel.

Waking up 3hrs later, Jay on his laptop working sitting on the couch with a headphone on.

Jae:*gets up and go use the bathroom, and walks back to him*

Jay: you up? *takes his headphones off*

Jae: I’m up *sits next to him *

Jay: hungry?

Jae: no

Jay: you sure

Jae: Yea

Jay: okay

Jae: *leans on his chest* it’s just a few weeks old

Jay: What?

Jae: The baby, it’s a few weeks old. I don’t know if it’s a boy, girl, or twin or more we have to wait for that.

Jay: how long?

Jae: I’m not really sure yet.

Jay: have you told anyone else?

Jae: no

Jay: not even your parents

Jae: *hugs him tighter* I missed you

Jay: I missed you to babe. *kisses her head*

Jae: What did you think about your presents?

Jay: I don’t know what to say? I didn’t even get you anything.😣

Jae: it’s not too late.

Jay: really? What do you want?

Jae: ice cream

Jay: When?

Jae: now

Jay: really? Okay let’s go

*in the car*

Jay: is your back okay? Should I bring a pillow?

Jae: Jay no, my back is fine. I do not need a pillow.

After getting my ice cream. We just decided to drive around.

*phone rings*

Jae: DADDY!!

Dad: you’ll never stop doing that will You?

Jae: nope, how are you dad?

Dad: I’ve had better

Jae: are you okay?

Dad: just a bit depress, you mother is driving me crazy.

Jae: dad? You know you’re welcome here right?

Dad: I know. You know your mother follow me around, I don’t wanna come here and have her stress you out.

Jae: then don’t tell her where you’re going, just come down here for a few days. Tell you’re going to an important business meeting and that she can’t go. Or we can do that the hard way and kidnap her for a few days, lock her up in a trailer something, drop her off in Madagascar or some Jungle for a few weeks or forever so you can have a break

Dad: JAE!

Jae: what?? I’m just saying

Dad: your mother isn’t that bad

Jae: you’re right, she’s horrible.

Dad: I’ll admit she’s a bit-

Jae: mean, clingy, mean,rude,mean, selfish, self centered, she’s missing a few screws up there

Dad: you can’t talk about your mother that way

Jae: But anyways, I was looking at a few files I need your help with

Dad: what kind of files?

Jae: some papers for the mall, and no daddy I’m not going to ask anyone else for help. I want you, so when can you come down here?

Dad: I’m not doing anything tomorrow, so I’ll see you tomorrow night

Jae: okay

Dad: tell my son that I’ll see him tomorrow

Jae: see that’s why I didnt let you talk to him cause you would’ve ignored me and talk to him

Dad: why didn’t you tell me that he was with you?

And yes they talk and forget about me even being in the car. Heck it’s my phone.

*30minutes later*

Jae:*glare at him*

Jay: What? Babe-

Jae: It’s okay I know you like my dad more than me

Jay:*smile* yes I do like your dad more than you, but I love you more than your dad.

Jae: *smile*

Jay: do you really need help with files?

Jae: no, just to get him down here.

Jay: where to next?

Jae: idc anywhere you want

Jay: so was thinkin we should invite everyone over to tell them, what you think?

Jae: that’s okay with me.

Jay: oh no

Jae: What?

Jay: I forgot there’s a big game tomorrow

Jae: ugh that again?

Jay: but your dad is coming?

Jae: so, he can use some guy time. And you can also use that time to tell them. I can go pick up your parents in the morning

Jay: I agree with everything except for the picking up my parents part.

Jae: why can’t I? You font trust my driving?

Jay: not really

Jae: rude

Jay: I’m kidding, I just don’t want you to be stressing out.

Jae: I’m fine, but we can just send a drive to pick them up

Jay: that sounds a whole lot better.

Jae: pshh

After the drive we head back home. It’s a relief to be married, there are a lot of things I don’t have to worry about. It’s strange coming from someone who didn’t wanna get married.

Jay: you sure you don’t want anything out?

Jae: I’m sure

The rest of the night itself was pretty calm. I watched tv while Jay doing who knows what on his computer.

*next day*

Jay’s having his friends over for some football game. I’m only happy cause they be eating some good food when watching this thing. Since he decided to tell his friends and since all the important people are going to be there. I did mention food right.

*Jay’s views*

Today as become more important than just a game day. Jae’s working in her dad’s old office, her dad is on the way. My parents are almost here, I’m excited.

As the day goes by, my parents and brother came.

Jay: mom, dad, rock head

Mom: hey

Dad: son

Jake: what’s up man?

Dad: where’s my daughter-in-law?

Jay: she’s in her office working. I’ll get her

Dad: you don’t have to do that if she’s busy

Jay: she’s been in there all morning, she could use a break. You guys can make yourselves comfortable, I’ll get her.

*knock knock*

Jay: babe

Jae: mhmm *focusing typing*

Jay: *walk towards her, and massages her shoulder* working hard?

Jae: too hard for my liking, my back and my butt hurting.

Jay: wanna take a break? Or eat something?

Jae: that’s my last paper, if I get up I’m not going to finish

Jay: do you want me to to get you anything to eat?

Jae: no I should be done in a few minutes

Jay: okay

That few minutes took longer than expected, cause by the time she came down her father had already came and so was every One else.

Wegun: yo man I’m a bit uncomfortable?

Jay: why?

Wegun: her dad seems scary

Jay: he’s not

Elo: he’s been frowning since he got here

Jay: probably because he hasn’t seen his daughter the past 3hours he’s been here. He doesn’t wanna interrupt her working.

*20minutes later*

Jae: DADDDYYYYY!!!!!

*everyone startles*

Mr.Han: finally, I’ve been waiting for you for 4hours. You would usually come greet me, but now you think you’re old now

Jae: *hugs her dad* I missed you to dad. Just so you know that I’m going to scream like that even if you’re a hundred years old.

Mr.Han: you wanna give me a heart attack?

Jae: no, it’ll keep you alive

Mr.Han: I’m glad you didn’t pursue a medical career.

Jae: hey I’d make a good doctor

Mr.Han: and I’d need some really really good lawyers, but I’m happy to see you

Everyone became more relax after Jaeha came down. I can’t help but notice a little tension between Jaeha and some of her friends, and it’s not the first time either.

Jay: *pulls Jae’s arms as she was about to take a bite out of something* can I see you for a second?

Jae: can I take one bite?

Jay: one bite

Jae: *takes the plate with her*

*somewhere private*

Jay: what’s going on?

Jae: with?

Jay: you guys, why are you all being awkward with Jimin? Not just you girls the guys as well. Simon think you guys have something against his wife.

Jae: you should go back downstairs. It’s not polite to your guests.

Jay: please don’t do this when I’m trying to talk to you

Jae: Don’t do what?

Jay: ignore my question to say something else.

Jae: Jay I’ve been working all day, I don’t wanna do this right now okay. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to go pee, for the hundredth times today.

And that was the end of the conversation. We went back out Jaeha hasn’t stop eating since she started, I think the only reason no one suspected that she was pregnant is because, everyone knows that she loves to eat.

After the game was over we’re all just sitting down talking and enjoying each other’s company.

Jay: you’re ready?

Jae: as long as you’re doing all the talking

Jay: okay *stands up, and get their attention* guys Jaeha and I would like to thank eveveryone for spending the evenings with us. It’s always a pleasure having you guys around. Working with some of you, you’re probably tired of hearing me talk, but my wife doesn’t do the whole public speaking thing so bear with me. Although I think it’s an excuse for her to keep eating.

Jae: no *taking a bite*

All:*laughs*

Jay: also we wanted to tell you guys that, we’re gonna have a baby.

All:*shock and quiet*

Jae: surprise? 😓

Byul: no way

Jae: way

The rest of the night went with getting congratulated from everyone.

♡Jae’s views ♡

After everyone left I went to go look for my dad, just like me an antisocial sitting in his room.

Jae: hey daddy

Dad: hey princess

Jae: why you sitting by yourself?

Dad: I was just thinking

Jae: about?

Dad: how proud I am of you. Even though you were abandoned, you turned out pretty well. I just wish we could’ve been there for you a bit more, you have to be a better mom. Don’t follow your mother’s footsteps, like you said be a mom not a just a mother

Jae: I will daddy

After having that emotional talk with my dad, I talk to Jay’s parents and now time to take a nice bath and head to sleep.

*bedroom*

Jae: *sigh* I’m beat

Jay: wanna relax a bit?

Jae: no I wanna bath first

Jay: mind if I join you?

Jae: no help yourself

I’m taking a warm bath because I feel like my boobs are getting soar, it’s itchy and uncomfortable. Of course my partner in crime would be right behind me.

Jay: Jae

Jae: yea

Jay: you feeling alright?

Jae: yes? Why?

Jay: I don’t know, it’s just I don’t know.

Jae: it’s just you don’t know? Jay?

Jay: nothing

Jae: okay.

Jay’s been pretty stress out lately, I don’t know why, but it’s kind off getting annoying.

*next day*

Today is December 31st, and yes I am you going to party. Under Jay’s supervision of course.

Jay: are you going to wear heels? *on his computer*

Jae: yes, I know where you going with this, and don’t even think about it.

Jay: okay

Jae: *wearing a white spaghetti strap deep v neck white bandage velvet dress* how do I look?

Jay:*gulp, starring at her* aren’t you going to wear a jacket?

Jae: it’ll ruin the outfit

Jay: what if you get cold?

Jae: I’ll take yours

Jay:*smile*

*later @ party*

Unlike the past couple of years, I can’t drink, all I’m allow is water.

Crush:*hands her a drink*

Jae: no thank you, I’ll have a water instead

Crush: water?

Jae: yeah

The rest of the night I did two things, drink water a pee. I’ve peed all night that its embarrassing.

¤Jay’s views¤

Beenzino: is your wife okay man? Normally she would already be out of it.

Jay: *smile*

Dok2: what?

Jay: she ain’t gonna be drinking for a while

Quiet: what? She’s pregnant or something?

Jay:*smile*

Quiet: she is? Congratulations

Jay: thanks man

Dok2: how long?

Jay: few weeks

Beenzino: are you excited? Nervous? Scared?

Jay: all of the above. I don’t know what’s going to happen to her or what kind of pregnancy Jae’s going to have so I have to say that I’m quite nervous.

Dok2: look man, if there’s anything we all have notice over the years even before you get married, is that Jaeha is a really strong woman. She and your baby will be fine, you have nothing to worry about.

Crush: it’s about to be new year, I’ll go find my date. .

*Few minutes before the count down, on the dance floor with his arm around his wife, and her arm around his neck*

Jae: you didn’t drink?

Jay: nah

Jae: our last year partying?

Jay: maybe or maybe not. Are you having fun?

Jae: not really, I peed too much

Jay: *chuckles, hugs her * I love you

Jae: love you to Bumie.

After the countdown we head back home.

Jay: you going to shower?

Jae: don’t really feel like it, I’m just going to clean myself up.

After that she pretty much knocked out cold. I spent the night looking at baby stuff. Anything I could think could think of.

The next day ismore of a chilling day, unlike how we partied all the time this year we’re just going to stay home and I guess chill.

Jae: hey babe can we go to your mom’s?

Jay: my mom’s? Why?

Jae: for food

Jay: you want me to drive 3-4 hours away just to go eat?

Jae: yeah

Jay: my mom’s not in town

Jae: you’re just saying that

Jay: I’m serious

Jae: okay I’ll call her and ask.

She called my mom, and I got yelled at. Now I have to drive her there.

Jay: babe why are you packing stuff? What’s all this?

Jae: oh, these are things I had got for your mom, but forget to give them to her.

Jay: babe-

Jae: I’ll get someone to take them to the car. In the mean time, can you pack me something to eat in the car? Please.

The drive is taking a bit longer than usual, because of the amount of times we have to stop for her to pee.

Jae: sorry

Jay: for?

Jae: peeing that much.

Jay: baby it’s okay. I know it’s not your fault

Jae: I know, but still-

Jay: look I’ll only be upset if you hold it, I really don’t mind all these stops. They make the drive longer and I get to spend more time with you alone.

Gajeel:*barks

Jay: and Gajeel

Jae: *smile*

Jay: how you feeling?

Jae: beat, I didn’t do anything but I feel exhausted.

Jay: you can sleep if you want to.

Jae: I’m good, I’m sure I’ll just KO when I’m sleepy.

Jay: so when you think he or she will be here?

Jae: August

Jay: August? How you know?

Jae: I checked. I think I got pregnant in November. December made it a month, December to August is 9months

Jay: I have no idea what you just said

Jae: we will share the same month.

Jay: that’s not fair

Jae: don’t blame me.

Jay: you’re right

Before we get to my parents house she fell asleep, which makes it a bit easier since i didn’t get to stop for bathroom breaks.

Me of all people know better than to wake her up when she’s sleeping, but I cant leave her in the car and go upstairs.

Jay: Jae

Jae:…..

Jay: babe

Jae:…

Im just going to wait here. Im sitting here wondering if i'd be this happy with Yuri? As much as it was killing me when we broke up, I’m glad it happened.

Jay:*chuckles*

Jae: what?

Jay: nothing just thinking- you’re awake?

Jae: yes are we there yet?

Jay: yeah I was waiting for you to wake up

Jae: oh okay, let’s go. *open the back door for Gajeel* come on let’s go.

Jay: you guys can go up ahead, I'll get the things from the car

Jae: nah ill just wait for you

*in elevator*

Jae: babe, you think we should get Gajeel a stroller?

Jay: babe no, absolutely not

Jae:w-

Jay: do not ask me why either

Jae: okay

Gajeel is probably one of the most….im not sure what to call it, I’ll say a high class spoil dog. She never have anything other than expensive dog food. Jae never fed her anything else besides dog food.

I knew Jae would be a good mom when I saw her pack treats and food for Gajeel whenever we’re going out of town. We go to rest stops for food, while she specifically pack dog food for Gajeel. I’m gonna love seeing how she packs when we going out with our kid, Gajeel and her pups.

Getting to my parents house, as always I get ignored. My parents always liked Jaeha, because of how easy going she is. In the past I used to always forced Yuri to go any family events or activities that my family are doing, but Jaeha just connect with my parents is just one of the greatest things ever.

*dinner*

Jay: Mom remember when you said that you wanted to go to Paris, so I was thinking this summer we could all go.

Mom: I went there already

Jay:*raise is brows* you did?

Mom: yeah, but I wouldn’t mind going there a third time, it’s really beautiful.

Jay: Mom? How did- who- wait what? What you mean we? You and dad?

Mom: the four of us went two years ago

Jay: four? Jake to? *looks at Jae*

Jae: what? You were on tour and it was their anniversary. I didn’t wanna be alone so I took your brother. It was really fun

Jay: I wouldn’t know

Jae: awe I’m sorry. If you want we can go next year

Jay: why not this year?

Mom: because we have plans for Hawaii, Spain, and Rome.

Jay: so you guys made plans without me?

Jae: I was going to tell you?

Jay: when? When y'all came back?

Jae: you mad

Jay: yes

Jae: I’m guessing you’re too angry to eat, I’ll take that *takes his plate*

Jay:*blankly staring at her, and takes his plate back* I’m not that angry

Jae: Mom *looks at his mom*

Mom: give it back to her

Jay: Mom

Mom: get another one

Jae: wait did I just called you mom? I’m so sorry.

Mom: sorry for what?

Jae: calling you that

Mom: it’s okay, you can call me mom anytime. You have no idea how happy I am to have a daughter in law like you. Normally I would be stuck between 3 men, but it’s nice to have another woman in the family.

After we eat we just sitting around talking, except Jaeha she on her 3rd nap for the day. strangely Gajeellike my dad, cause she just on his lap like with him scratching her head. This dog is boogie, she doesn’t like everyone.

Jay: have you guys ever consider moving?

Dad: to?

Jay: a bit closer to the City.

Dad: not really, do you guys want us too move?

Jay: of course. I mean Jaeha love you guys and now that we’re going to have a baby, it’ll be easier for you guys instead of driving 3hours. And who knows how many times she’s gonna make me come here to eat.

Dad: rent in the city where you guys live is pretty high

Jay: don’t let Jae here you say that. So if you guys find an apartment you would move?

Dad: I guess it wouldn’t be a bad idea what you think? *looks at his wife*

Mom: as long as you’re okay with it.

Dad: *sees him looking at her sleeping on the couch* son?

Jay: yes dad

Dad: are you happy?

Jay: more than I thought I would.

Dad: well I’m glad that you didn’t marry that other girl.

Jay: me to dad.

Mom: are you guys staying overnight?

Jay: uh I don’t know. I don’t know if Jae has work in the morning. if she doesn’t wake up in the next hour, we’re gonna have to stay over.

She didn’t wake up, so I’m just going to stay overnight. My dad took Gajeel out for a walk, I’m just going to clean Jae’s face and stuff.

*next morning*

It’s always strange when I wake up and not having a whole bunch of hair on my face. It’s weird but waking up not seeing her next to me, my mind is going haywire.

Again walking out my dad is feeding Gajeel.

Jay: dad-

Dad: they went to the market.

Jay: walking?

Dad: I think so, it’s not far from here, I’m sure they’ll be fine.

Jay: but-

Dad: your mother wanted to show off her daughter in law

Jay: that explains the walking.

Dad: don’t worry I’m sure your mom can take care of her

Jay: that’s not what I’m worrying about. I don’t want Jae to eat things that she shouldn’t be eating

Dad: she’s pregnant cut her some slack. She’s not eating for herself remember that.

After two hours they came back.

Jae: Babe *hugs him* guess what I just took a picture with a few-

Jay: fishes?

Jae: how’d you know?

Jay: I think I can still smell them on you.

Jae: really? I can’t smell it

Jay: you’ve been inhaling it for two plus hours.

Jae: rude

Jay: you smell fishy

Jae: and you are rude

Jay: still smell like fish. Babe go take a shower we’re about to leave and you’re not getting in the car smelling like this.

Jae: We’re leaving? Now?

Jay: Yes?

Jae: aren’t we going to stay for dinner?

Jay: dinner is at night, right now it’s breakfast.

Jae: yea I was thinking we could stay for lunch, and dinner.

Jay: why you don’t wanna stay for the whole week?

Jae: really?? That’d be- you’re being sarcastic aren’t you?

Jay: shower please

Jae: I don’t have anything to wear

Jay: go in that room we slept in, I should have some clothes in the closet

Jae: okay.

Jay: no more fish pictures

Jae:*walking away* yes boss

Jay: don’t take an hour

Jae: yeah yeah

After she showered we actually stayed till dinner. After that we made our way back home.

*in the car*

Jay: can I ask you a question?

Jae: what?

Jay: promise you won’t laugh

Jae:*bust out laughing* why? Is it that bad?

Jay: yes

Jae: okay go ahead, I promise I won’t laugh. What ever it is it can’t be that bad..

#giving love a shot part 51 #jay park #kpop #khh #jay park scenarios #jay park fanfic #jay park smut #jay park imagine #aomg #aomg scenarios #aomg fanfic #aomg imagines

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A Chased Promise

Pairing: Newt Scamander x Reader Prompt: Requested by anon. One shot(x) or Chapter ( ) Word count: 2.2k Warnings: none Genre: Fluff? A/N: I’m really sorry this took so long, anon! I don’t think it’s my best work but hopefully it’s good enough for all of you!

It was no secret that, after a few years of traveling with you as his companion, Newt found himself enjoying the little details you and your presence brought to his life (although you were utterly convinced he brought more to yours - and you were very enthusiastic and thankful for them.) Which is why it wasn’t a surprise when one day he finally asked you to be his partner. But oh did it take time and multiple nudges, specifically from Queenie. She almost squealed as she noticed the subtle changes in both of your behaviors during one of the scheduled ‘Goldstein Household Trips’.

For Newt, it felt as if the time had barely passed with you by his side. He had given his shy smile then, and now, about two years later, he couldn’t help its return. Certainly, his -and your- confession were true at heart. Yet he desired something more as the minutes turned into hours and the hours turned into days.

As a rule, Newt knew he had to prepare himself for his thoughts to turn to whispers whenever an encounter with Queenie neared. Truthfully, it barely worked and they often slipped. As you sat facing him and besides the legilimence, chatting about with Tina about some news from her job or with Jacob about his new confections, you failed to notice how Queenie’s eyes twinkled and her smile widened at your lover’s soft gaze upon your face. He was eating slowly, eyes focused on your cheeks as they got rosy from laughter and mentally taking note of how, undeniably, your beauty shinned brighter each day. Newt’s smile twitched a bit the way it did when he tried stifling a bigger grin, and as his eyes shifted over to Queenie’s, he knew he was in for.

Queenie had wrinkled her nose and given him a wink before going to answer one of Jacob’s questions, and you quickly brought Newt into your conversation with Tina.

He had tried, really, he had, to attempt and forget the look she gave him - the look he knew too well. She knew about his thoughts on proposing to you, on wanting to marry and finally being with you as husband and wife. And that meant the look indicated she was going to nudge - and oh did she nudge.

As dinner finished, you went to check on the creatures one last time before parting ways with the sisters and Jacob. Newt, who waited near the exit of the warm apartment, was silently cornered by Queenie while Tina parted for her room and Jacob delayed by the kitchen.

“Newt Scamander,” she said, dimples evident on her cheeks as a sly smile overtook her face. “I’m really happy for ya’, sweetie. Did you buy the ring yet? When are you going to ask?”

His cheeks instantly felt on fire and he moved his gaze elsewhere. A lump seemed to form in his throat and his hands kept on wringing as a way to release some of his nervousness. He had tried opening his mouth to answer, but it quickly closed as his voice gave out.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about asking you - on the contrary, he had thought about it quite a lot. The question, said aloud, just brought forth hundreds of insecurities. He knew you loved him, he felt it each and every day. But did you love him enough to marry? To spend the rest of your life with him and with his creatures? You loved them like your own, and his chest warmed just thinking about it - but to spend the rest of your years amongst them was another thing entirely. And - and what if you changed your mind? What if you stopped loving him as soon as he uttered the words? What would he do then? What if, what if, what if.

New, foreign questions popped up like flares and glided across his mind as Queenie’s words repeated themselves afresh. His eyes had glazed over, and it wasn’t until he felt a hand gently fixing his coat’s sleeve that he finally snapped out of it.

Newt looked at the hand, delicate and pale, and then at Queenie herself. Her smile had softened and he silently thanked her for the hopeful gaze she soothed him with.

He offered her a faltering smile back and shook his head, finally answering her question.

“N-no, actually. I hadn’t given that much thought,” he said, referring mostly to the ring.

Queenie clapped her hands together excitedly, without making much noise so her sister and Jacob wouldn’t catch on just yet, while her eyes turned to half-moons.

“Then we gotta do that, Newt. Tell ya’ what. Why don’t we go buy one, together, tomorrow before ya’ both leave?”

Newt stared at her for a bit, before nodding and smiling again. He was thankful for her offer, mostly because he knew she was doing it to squash down any useless thoughts that withered his confidence. He was very determined to ask you the special question, after all. He couldn’t, and shouldn’t, be thinking those things. You meant too much to him for he to get discouraged so easily.

You two often visited the sisters, but with Jacob staying with them as often as he could and the landlady asking way too many questions, it was often ideal to stay in a nearby hotel. You both had returned to your room after the magnificent dinner and settled in for the night. The next day would have to be waited out as the hour to board the ship to London struck the clock.

It was the next morning when Newt stuttered a simple excuse before heading out of the room, forgetting to eat because of his nerves.

You barely had time to ask if he needed help when the door clicked shut a few feed from your face. Figuring you could always ask him about it later, you decided to put your skills to the test and make some breakfast.

As you ate the slightly burnt eggs and toast and finished your too-bitter coffee (Newt was the better cook between you two,) you decided to just go and take care of the creatures since your lover had left the case in his rush, and therefore in your care.

By the time he had returned, you had already feed, sat with and talked to all of the creatures, and even took a nap with Dougal before letting them all rest and going out of the case. In fact, you were just getting out of the bathroom when you noticed the case had been moved.

You looked at the door and upon finding it locked, wondered if Newt was back from his trip out to the city. Chuckling, you started making a beeline towards the kitchen only to hear that tricky claps of the case snap open.

“Bugging little clasp,” you whispered, amused, as you went to close it. Once near it, however, you heard the distinct sound of a glass shattering followed by heavy footsteps and suddenly, a variety of subsequent animal growls, squeaks and squawks.

Worry filled you, and before you knew it, you were already descending the ladder back into the case in hopes of finding answers.

Before you, Newt’s curls wisped around the different enclosures, his lanky frame following a black fluff around while it wriggled and escaped his many attempts at catching it. As the little ball you figured was the Niffler ran around, the rest of the creatures seemed to rile up slightly. Newt, in turn, took his time to calm them down before going to chase the little bugger again.

Now, you weren’t quite sure what was going on and why was he chasing it, but you decided to help either way.

Wondering where you could interject in the chase, you stepped forward and glass crunched under your boot. Once you noticed the broken pieces, you made a mental note to clean that up later so no one got hurt, and proceeded to follow after the creature.

You followed Newt as he chased him throughout the beetle enclosure. He had made a turn to the Graphorns’s area but hurried through the place and scurried elsewhere. It went on for a few minutes as you decided you’d just wait and see his trajectory.

As you saw the Niffler look at the Bowtruckle tree, you hid behind Dougal’s bed and quickly shot out to catch his chubby form once it turned towards the Occamy nest.

The little guy wriggled in your arms, but he stopped to look at you with big, curious eyes that strayed to your necklace. You laughed and looked forward to find Newt staring at you with eyes that defied the Niffler’s own in size.

“Y-Y/N! You’re here, you caught him,” he said and his eyes went wider, “Oh dear, you caught him…”

You smiled slightly, still confused, and nodded before going to stroke the little guy’s head. Or, well, that’s what you aimed to do when he was taken out of your hands.

Newt’s slender fingers held the Niffler before going to retrieve something it seemed to have taken. It quickly protested but Newt kept the item close to the little guy’s pouch in order to keep him from escaping once more. Curious, you stepped towards him.

“Yes, are you alright, love? What did he take?”

Newt quickly lowered his eyes as his face exploded in a red-hue you couldn’t quite catch, and turned his back to take the little guy to his nest.

“I-I’m better now that you’ve helped me catch him…” He began speaking softly, but your ears were already trained to his different tones and you followed him close by.

You hummed and gave him some space, waiting for your other question to be answered.

Newt took out about 3 galleons and offered it to the bugger. The Niffler took them with greedy hands before going to arrange them in his cozy pile. For the moment, he seemed to leave the item be in the curled man’s hands.

A silver ring with leaf-like sides and a small stone that shone brighter whenever the light hit it lay on his freckled hand. He fidgeted with it, persistently turning it over and over. He and Queenie had gone to buy it earlier in the morning, and it instantly reminded him of you.

You weren’t sure why he hadn’t turned to face you yet, but your attention was stolen by your favorite demiguise before you could do anything else.

Dougal’s soft hair tickled your arms and you smiled as you picked him up and softly asked how he was - even you thought you had already done so earlier that evening. You didn’t want to pick favorites, truly, but just as Newt did so with Pickett, you couldn’t help to do with Dougal. He was just too cute for his own good.

You laughed as he played with your hair, but it then got stuck in your throat as he shifted his stare towards Newt - who had turned to face you, all red faced, to gaze straight into your eyes.

“Y/N…” he said, and you nodded as a way of saying, go on, keep looking into my eyes.

You could have stared into his forever- at those blue and golden specks swimming around your favorite green pools and the small, overlaying freckles around his eyelids and, truly, if it weren’t for the words he uttered next, you would have probably been lost for the next hour.

“Y/N… would you - would you not mind marrying me?”

Your body suddenly went rigid, but your surprise was mistaken for apprehension and denial and his gaze glazed over and shifted to anywhere but you. “I-I’m sorry, I-”

Quickly putting Dougal down, you neared the man you loved and gently touched his cheeks, guiding his face to yours and cutting off his mumbles.

“Newton Artemis Fidos Scamander, of course I wouldn’t mind marrying you. In fact, I’d love it. I accept, if that’s what you’re asking me,” you said, words soft and barely whispers and oh how could he think you would say anything different?

Ring partially forgotten on his hand, Newt’s arms snaked around your waist and you held on for dear life as he lifted you a little. He was hiding his smile on the crook of your neck, and both of you laughed as he gave you a twirl and set you down.

“I love you, Y/N,” he said, delicately taking your hand and putting on the ring. It was beautiful and you couldn’t quite believe it was happening.Did you hear him right? Were you asleep?

You had only dreamt of this day - somehow fooling your mind to believe he was never going to ask you such questions. After all, you knew there were better women out there - or so you thought, anyway.

Them the happiness in your chest grew and tightened your chest, a smile spread so wide your cheekbones started hurting. And your eyes couldn’t hold back the water, so you brought your lips close to his in an attempt to ignore the tears that started falling down your cheeks.

“I love you too, Newt. I’ll always love you,” you whispered, before finally sealing the promise with a kiss.

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The Daily Tulip – News From Around The World

Saturday 23rd September 2017

Good Morning Gentle Reader…. The promise of a perfect day is ahead of me as I walk Bella this morning under star filled skies.. The weather person (politically correct) advised temperatures in the 27-28c region, and little or no cloud, so that sounds exactly like a beach day or maybe a beach morning, a couple of hours enjoying the sun’s rays and then out for the rest of the day, doing domestic things, like standing outside the women’s clothing store while the wife and daughter buy underwear.. or maybe carrying the shopping bags over an Olympic distance course and being rewarded with a cup of coffee at the end of it… As I said the beach look great today…..

SIX-YEAR-OLD FINDS RARE FIVE-LEAF CLOVER, WISHES THE QUEEN WILL LIVE FOREVER…. A six-year-old was stunned to find a rare five-leaf clover and decided to use his good luck to wish immortality for the queen. His find, when visiting his grandparents near Newton Abbot, Devon is reportedly said to be so rare there is a “one in 20,000 chance of discovering one”. “He said that he wanted the Queen to live forever,” mum Sarah Morgan said. Morgan said Archie has been studying the monarch in class and had been learning all about her upcoming birthday on 11 June. “He has been fascinated with the Queen and she was very much in his mind, perhaps next week he would have wished for something else,” she said. Archie made the find while searching grassland at Denbury playing fields in South Devon. “He is always looking for four-leafed clovers, spends hours searching for them just as I did as a child but he has never been lucky before,” Morgan explained. “I couldn’t quite believe it when I saw it. “I had a good look and it really is a five-leaved clover. I have put it in an egg cup of water and will press it so we can keep it forever.”

HULL GHOST HUNTERS FIND PORN SHOOT IN GRAVEYARD INSTEAD OF GHOULS…. That’s probably where all that ghostly moaning was coming from. A group of ghost hunters were trawling a cemetery in Hull for paranormal activity when they stumbled upon much more than they bargained for. Local historian Mike Covell was leading a tour through a graveyard near Sculcoates Lane in Hull when they were shocked to hear groans further down the path. Rather than finding ghostly apparitions or troubled spirits, the group found a man and a woman having intercourse and two men filming them. “It was the couple who saw us first. They were going at it like knives among the ivy. She was a blonde,” Covell told The Sun. “We looked at her and she looked at us. Then she pushed the bloke off her. The guy ran after her desperately trying to protect his privates from the brambles. “One elderly man was so incensed, he was ready to chase after them with his walking stick but I persuaded him to calm down and eat his sandwiches.” The cemetery is a regular haunt for paranormal enthusiasts who hope to see the spirit of Henry The Monk guarding the crypts or Poet Laureate Philip Larkin keeping watch. Luckily there were no children in Covell’s tour group, however locals were concerned for their own offspring. “If there were people walking with their children around the graveyard and they saw something like that it would be pretty terrible,” local resident Kayleigh Darcy told the Daily Tulip.

ANGRY DRIVER PAYS SPEEDING FINE WITH 22,000 PENNIES.. Sounds a bit like me…. A Texas man fined for driving at 39mph in a 30mph zone has decided to vent his frustration at a $212 speeding ticket by paying entirely in pennies. Brett Sanders called the charge “extortion” and said he wanted to make the government work for the money. “When my fine came due, I just decided I may as well pay with pennies and we’ll make a big spectacle of it,” Sanders told NBCDFW. “It felt great. It really felt great.” Rather than pay in a conventional manner, Sanders poured over 20,000 pennies into a pair of buckets and emptied them onto a clerk’s desk. Reports say he actually overpaid by $7.81, but he was happy to let them keep the change. “I’m just going to go ahead and let them keep that,” he said. Despite the fact Sanders claims he “didn’t endanger anybody’s life”, many people have been calling him out online for his brash actions and the fact that he was actually breaking the law.

STONED SHEEP AREN’T RAMPAGING IN A WELSH VILLAGE SO STOP BELIEVING IT…. It’s all a big misunderstanding…Their just feeling a little bit “Wooly”… The internet has been overjoyed this week at a story claiming a small Welsh village is being terrorised by stoned sheep after the woolly creatures ate cannabis plants. Sorry to be a bunch of killjoys, but that’s not actually what happened. News outlets appear to have misconstrued Mawr councillor Ioan Richard’s comments about the remains of a marijuana factory that were abandoned near a sheep farm near Craig Cefn Parc in the Swansea Valley. County councillor Ioan Richard told the South Wales Evening Post that some of the animals were already causing havoc in the nearby villages, and expressed worries about how they might behave if they were to eat some of the abandoned marijuana plants. “There is already a flock of sheep roaming the village causing a nuisance,” he said. “They are getting in people’s gardens and one even entered a bungalow and left a mess in the bedroom. “I dread to think what will happen if they eat what could well be cannabis plants – we could have an outbreak out of psychotic sheep rampaging through the village.” This has, however, been misinterpreted by many news sites who thought it meant the sheep were already high and going nuts. In reality, the sheep were just being naughty and hadn’t gotten stuck in to the dank kush…..

MEATSPIN PORN WEBSITE SOMEHOW ENDS UP ON BUS STOP IN MALMÖ, SWEDEN…. Hackers decided to prank an entire town. Citizens of a Swedish town were shocked to see “hardcore porn” on electronic advertising boards this weekend after hackers exploited a security breach. Advertising company Global Agencies said they have launched an investigation after the jokesters were able to gain access to their systems and broadcast popular prank website Meatspin to bystanders on the streets of Malmö. Bus pass: ‘Seriously hardcore porn’ was broadcast to commuters in Sweden The electronic advertising space was located close to a bus stop at Malmö’s central station. “It was seriously hardcore porn,” Maria Escalante told Aftonbladet. “There was a group of guys standing there watching and I asked them if it had been going on for a while. They said it had.” Escalante went on to say the kerfuffle caused he to miss her bus and she was therefore forced to watch the pornography for another 15 minutes. “The system should be secure and right now we can’t answer how someone managed to hack it,” Global Agencies spokesperson Roger Starck said. “I’m incredibly angry about this all, it should never have been able to happen.”… Yes and she’s going to catch the same bus tomorrow!...

Well Gentle Reader I hope you enjoyed our look at the news from around the world this, Saturday morning… …

Our Tulip today is shown from a little different perspective... a bit like how my week has been...

A Sincere Thank You for your company and Thank You for your likes and comments I love them and always try to reply, so please keep them coming, it's always good fun, As is my custom, I will go and get myself another mug of "Colombian" Coffee and wish you a safe Saturday 23rd September 2017 from my home on the southern coast of Spain, where the blue waters of the Alboran Sea washes the coast of Africa and Europe and the smell of the night blooming Jasmine and Honeysuckle fills the air…and a crazy old guy and his dog Bella go out for a walk at 4:00 am…on the streets of Estepona…

All good stuff....But remember it’s a dangerous world we live in

Be safe out there…

Robert McAngus

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