#and ik going by the age she was taken to hell she would technically not even be 16

[lovevalley45]

obviously i love olivia swann and her performance as astra logue really makes the character... however i still think abt how powerful astra would be if the version we got of her was not a power-hungry woman in her twenties and instead an unhinged teenage girl

[bxoken-heartss]

@tu-sonrisaaa-te-amooo asked: Could you do the 8 and 17 fluff with Joel? tht would be cute (ik u hate him lol u could do zabdi if u want)

Lmao I don't hate him Bby..he can just be a bit dramatic sometimes...that's all 🙆‍♀️

Prompts: (I did a bit of alterations in it so excuse me)

“I want to dance through an army of fireflies with you.” (Prompt 8)

“My hand was made to fit into yours. That’s all there is to it.” (Prompt 17)

So Y/N is your name

~ ~ ~ means change of scenario.

✓ ✓ ✓ means the end.

So...ahem...this went a bit more than I intended it to go...I swore I would just write drabbles but I guess old habits die hard? So this is it? I hope you like it Dia! 💕😅 (oh new nickname alert)

This song is beautiful and sorta inspired me! 💕

- - -

Y/N and Joel were friends ever since they were little kids...They had met when Joel had gotten lost wandering around in a series of pet shops staring at pets (especially various dog breeds and puppies). When his senses had hit him..he understood he had gotten lost..he began to feel nervous and uneasy and let out childish sobs as he began to run around looking for his mother.

He barely paid attention to anything around him as he only focused in searching for his mother that which eventually ends up with him bumping onto someone.

"Ouch! Why can't you watch where the hell they are going?!" A voice speaks

Joel falls down as he looks at the person speaking...a little girl who held a husky in her arms on the floor angrily glaring at him

"I'm so sorry...I didn't..." He begins as he stares at the husky...

"It's fine...Just watch where you're going at least the- -" She begins

"Is that the Siberian Husky?" Joel asks interrupting her as he stands up

"I'm kind of offended that you interrupted me...But yes...yes it is.." She replies as she possessively holds her husky

"Can...Can I pet it?" He asks as he looks at the husky eagerly

"Well sure I guess..." She says as Joel begins petting the husky.

A few minutes later, the duo had already begun talking about...dogs things in general..

"Y/N! There you are!!" I was looking all over for you!" A voice speaks, tone concerned

"Oh..Mumma..I was just on my way back but then this boy bumped into me and apparently loves Zachary a bit too much.." She says as she points at Joel

And that's when our oblivious little Joel realizes that he was lost and was supposedly supposed to find his mother..not stand here fanboying over a husky.

His eyes widen as he looks around, searching for his mother a.k.a his official/ main intention...Panic strikes his system as he realizes he was obviously potentially lost..

"Are you okay Joel?" Y/N asks

"I'm LOST!" Joel replies as he looks at her letting out childish sobs

"Oh god...Mumma...Help him!" Y/N says

"Listen lil boy...we'll find your mother...do you like know her number or anything.." Y/N mother asks

"Yes..." He replies as he tells her the number letting out soft sobs

The husky jumps onto Joel's arms as it began licking his face. Joel stopped crying slowly as he began smiling a bit.

"Oh my god...He is just so adorable..." Joel says as he pets the husky

"Yeah...he seemingly likes you..strange..he's not pretty comfortable with strangers.." Y/N comments

Soon Joel's mother comes in, her eyes scanning around, her eyes instantly gleaming with happiness as she finds Joel.

"Joel!!!" She says as she runs over and hugs him, Zachary jumping out of Joel's arms onto the ground.

"Mumma!!" Joel yells as he hugs her, sobbing quietly

Y/N stepped away a bit letting them have their moment.

"Thank you for finding him! He's always roaming around..pet stores...or just everywhere in general...I'm so sorry for his careless actions...and all the inconveniences he has caused you..." Joel's mother apologizes

"Oh not at all...He wasn't a bother at all.." Y/N's mother reassures

"Joel...at least next time don't go around without telling your mum! If you want a pet come over to my place...We can play with Zachary together..." Y/N says as she smiles at him, holding her mother's hand

"Okay..I will." Joel says smiling at her as he pets Zachary one last time...

"Bye Joel! See you...well...soon?" She says as she walks off..

That was how it all began...After that, one day he had turned up at her place surprisingly...They were next door neighbours...And eventually they spent a lot of time together..which lead to their everlasting friendship which began at the age of 6..

~ ~ ~

"Joel...when am I going to see you again?" Y/N asks as she lazily sat on his bed whilst she helped him with her luggage.

"Around 9 months...I'll be back soon.." Joel says as he puts in another shirt

"Oh come on...that's technically the entire year!" Y/N comments as she rolls her eyes

"I swear I would have taken you if it wasn't for your Fashion Designing Course..If that had been completed..then you could have joined.." Joel says as he stuffs in something else

"Yeah yeah..it's important right...I'm going to miss you Jo..." She says as she looks at him

"Me too..I wish there was something I could do.." Joel says as he walks over towards her.

"Just promise that you'll facetime me before all your performances..and just text me once at least every day...send me those lame audios of yours...I don't care.." Y/N says as she holds his hand...

He was still here...not gone..why did he have to leave?

"Hey...I'll text you and call you everyday.. You're my best friend...If I wouldn't call you.. who else would I?" He asks as he holds her hand and hugs her

~ ~ ~

"Wow! That was a spectacular show right boys?" Joel asks obviously excited as he walked behind the stage...

"Yes..exhausted but overwhelming..." Richard replies as they walk into the room backstage

Zabdiel immediately falls onto the couch, Erick cools off, Chris begins to fix his hair

"God..Why hasn't Y/N even seen my message! She didn't even facetime me today or even call me! Isn't that just mean?!?" Joel comments as he slumps onto the couch

"Yes...call her mean and every other negative word you could think of Ho-eL! She brought her arse from miles away, sat on a 13 hour flight just so she could surprise her best friend and yet you call her that?" A voice speaks from behind him

"Wait...a minute..." Joel trails as he instantly turns behind and sees Y/N

"Y/N- - !!!!" His tone surprised and shocked as he leaps off the couch and hugs her, a few years falling through his cheeks in the rush of excitement.

"Curls!!" She yells as she hugs him.

They hug on forever none of them every wanting to let go...Until an intentional cough from the guys pulls them away

"Ah...err...Guys! Meet my bestie Y/N!" Joel says as he grabs her hand heading towards the boys

"We talked Curls...I talked to everyone and they all helped me hide...You guys were amazing...The performance was just fantastic!" She comments as the boys yell out a chorus of thanks

"Okay so everyone except me knew that you were here?" Joel asks

"Duh curls...I couldn't sneak into backstage without their help..." Y/N says referring to the boys.

Joel grabbed her arm and pulled her into an empty room and pulls her into a hug again

"I'm so glad to have you here...Thank you for the support.." Joel says

"Wow wow...I never knew I'd see a sweet side of you Joel..." Y/N remarks

"Shut up and just hug me..." Joel says rolling his eyes

She returns the gesture as they kept hugging, an odd source of comfort filling both their veins.

~ ~ ~

"Joel...this is beautiful..." Y/N comments as she looks around the woods.

It was a small forest sort of place filled with thick green trees and a small river which gleamed with reflections of the littered stars that laid scattered in the skies.

"I know right..." Joel says as he looks at the river and at her..

They spent a lot of time making jokes and just talking about life...he had just returned from tour a few days before and thought he ought to spend some quality time with his best....friend...

He almost sighed at his own thoughts..he had begun to have feelings for her...but he didn't want to let them interplay..he didn't want to lose her...he needed her as a friend at least in his life..his feelings didn't have any part in this...but he couldn't help but wonder everytime she smiled..was she thinking about him? Did she think of him..as something more than a friend?

"Joel..Joel...HOEL!" Y/N yells.

Joel's eyes widen in shock as he falls off the log he sat on because of how loud she yelled and how distracted he was..

"Oh god...you are so clumsy sometimes Curls! Wait..actually all the damn time!" She says as she holds out her hand, Joel gratefully accepting her extended hand as she pulls him up.

"Look at that Y/N..My hand was made to fit into yours..” Joel comments as he sits up

Y/N face floods with a tint of pink as she nervously laughs it off..but never lets go off his hand..

"Of course you dummy...We are besties so god made sure it would work that way.." She replies uneasily

"Y/N I want to tell you something.." He says interrupting her from speaking further

An awkward moment of painful silence fills the air...

"What is it Joel?" She asks nervously

"It's.. it's..." Joel begins but his anxiety kicks in.

"If you don't tell her now...you'll never tell her or know if she felt the same.. you'll probably live in regret but you have to! " His inner voice encourages as he takes a deep breath

"I...I like you..." He breathes out

"I like you too Joel! You are my best fr- -" Y/N begins

"No Y/N...I like you more than a best friend.. you make me feel warm and mushy on the inside..I don't feel anything else around anyone else...You make me feel safe, happy. You understand me...We fight..but that's only because you care..but I like you in a different manner...You make me want to the cringy -est stuffs like taking couple pictures, share smoothies together, go on dates...and make me wanna dance with you in between an army of fireflies under the moonlight and what nots.. and to think that you make these cliché activities look normal...that's weird and definitely not something I feel one fine day.. I knew I always had these feelings..But I realized them...only recently...I understand if you don't feel the same..but just so you know I'll keep loving you..on and on..." He finishes off

"Who said I never had feelings for you Joel?" She asks "Every night... I'm just waiting and wondering if you have found someone that'll make you feel like that..Because why not? There are millions out there..prettier, hotter and just beautiful girls out there waiting for you so why would you choose me over them? Yeah... nothing.."

"Y/N I don't care...for you were..are the only girl I've had my eyes on...from the start.. today and forever..." Joel says as he holds both her palms. (I'm low-key swooning 🤧)

Before she could answer, Joel extends his free hand and pulls her up.

They walk over towards a place where the moonlight reflected brightly and the clear water flowing gently, causing small ripples as if it was singing a song.

"Well...can I have a dance with you?" Joel asks as he extends his hand out in a sorta gentleman style

Y/N nods softly as she takes his hand, his hand instantly softly interlocking with hers as she rests her free hand on his shoulder, his free hand holding a space above her waist securely..

As they began to softly dance in sync, an army of fireflies had encapsulated around them causing her to smile wide.

"Look Joel...True to your 'cliché' wishes..the fireflies are here..." Y/N jokes about it as Joel's face floods with a bright pink colour.

They enjoyed the overall aura, the silence suddenly turning comfortable...as they merely enjoyed each others' presence without any words being exchanged.

"So..Y/N..." Joel begins

"Hmm?" She asks as they continue dancing

"Will..will you be my girlfriend?" He asks nervously

Y/N stops dancing as she tries to catch Joel's gaze..but the boy would look at anyone or anything but her..

Y/N stood on her toes as she holds his face with both hands as she stares at his beautiful dark brown orbs, her eyes filled with nothing but love..that too only for him.

Joel looks at her nervously and before he could speak anything, she softly presses her lips against his. He instinctively bends down a bit to reach upto her height as his hands wrap around an area a bit above her waist.

She pulls away, Joel's arms still firmly fixated above her waist as he looks at her

"Did that answer your question Pimentel?" She asks, her tone filled with sassiness

"For real Y/N?" He asks in disbelief

"Yes Joel..For real...I promise you...I'll be there for you..." Y/N says as Joel smiles

"I love you Y/N.." He says

"I love you only..Joel Pimentel.." Y/N says as Joel pulls her in for another kiss.

✓ ✓ ✓

The Ending kinda sucked tbh...but anyways hehehe... I'll try to improve! 😅🙃

[badlydrawndrawnings]

a messed up widdershins-caliban family mini-theory/headcanon

[bare with me i wrote this around 1am in my time zone and thought to post it now instead of at a more reasonable period like 1pm maybe you’ll catch typos]

So Mrs. Widdershins and her first husband are clearly not part of the sugar bowl generation (i think that’s the term for vfd members who are children when the original schism happened?). They’re original schism members, since Fernald is always technically lump with the sugar bowl generation to keep things simple.

But we have Fiona, who is definitely lump with the Baudelaires and Quagmires children (idk what term is used for them). We know that Fiona’s birth happened when Fernald is a teenager: greater than or equal to 13, but less than or equal to 16. I’m excluding 17 because babies in the asoue world can remember memories one thought they wouldn’t remember and Fiona could be barely be two when recalling fernald and captain widdershins fighting and fernald’s departure, and 18 because it’s age you become an adult in the asoue world.

Other things to considers: Widdershins isn’t actually that much older than Fernald but still older than Fernald for Mrs. widdershins to accept the proposal and Mrs. Widdershins’ death may be connected to the Anwhistle Aquatic fire that took Gregor Anwhistle’s life (since she may have worked with Gregor to created the medusoid mycelium). 

The biggest thing to think about is that Fiona in the Grimm Grotto, says this about her biological father: “My father moved away!” (page 291, in my copy at least). I always thought it as sad detail how Fiona’s family is broken, but after discovering when a child takes in their steparent’s surname is like, basically an adoption, Fiona is Fiona Widdershins for a reason. 

Widdershins adopting Fiona is possible proof Mrs. Widdershins’ first husband wants nothing to do with his old family. With Mrs. Widdershins’ death, the first husband could have fought custody for Fiona (and Fernald, if he didn’t switch sides at this point) or at least visitation rights, but didn’t. Widdershins adopting his late wife’s children may have been his way of trying to keep the siblings together, but in the end could only adopt Fiona. While Widdershins will never win best father of the year, Widdershins would only win second place for worse father of the year.

The first husband will wins first place for worse father of the year, because i think he is Thursday, and left his child again in his marriage to Miranda Caliban. So, like, this is what i have theorize/headcanon: Mrs. Widdershins and Thursday are the youngest members of the original schism generation. They are sometimes mistaken as being the oldest sugar bowl generation members (that goes to monty) and are flatter.

Mrs. widdershins and Thursday always planned Fernald’s birth, and only him. Seeing how Parents with two or more children have a greater chance of dying after their children are kidnapped taken, having one child gives Fernald a greater chance to be raise by them for longer, before getting indoctrinated into VFD.

Their plan work. Fernald didn’t even had to get kidnapped taken. VFD treated him as a kid who always hang out at his parents’ workplace. Fernald got to know several of his parent’s co-workers, two including Captain Widdershins (VFD forced Widdershins to babysit Fernald as a way to toture him [Widdershins]; Widdershins ends up becoming a weird big brother figure instead -i say this because Fernald still got along with Widdershins when the photo was taken) and Gregor Anwhistle (who constantly worked beside Fernald’s mother).

As a teen, Fernald learns from his parents that he’s going to be a big brother!  he’s excited, because holy **** he gets to be a big brother and teach his little sibling everything! Mrs Widdershins isn’t as excited, but excited enough for Fernald’s sake. Thursday though...he doesn’t really talk about his feelings about his second child. When Fiona is born, Fernald and his mother care and love her. Captain Widdershins and Gregor -and other vfd member that visits the family- dotes over baby Fiona.

Thursday isn’t really involved with the family now, and starts to not come home as much. Eventually after several weeks, he moved out. A divorce happens, giving his ex full custody of the children. Within a month of the divorce proceedings, Captain Widdershins and Mrs. Widdershins begin dating. After the divorce is finalize, Widdershins finally pops the question, and Mrs. Widdershins actually becomes Mrs. Widdershins. Fernald is a bit weirded out by the fact his metaphorical big brother is dating and eventually marries his mother, but nothing really changed between them.

While this is going on, Mrs. Widdershins starts working more and more with Gregor and became close to him. like super close. Close to where Mrs. Widdershins threw herself into flames to make a blind attempt of saving of work they made together. like how a mother tries to save her own child from death.

With mom and Gregor dead, as well as Captain Widdershins ‘maturing’ and demanding respect from Fernald not as a big brother but as a (step)father, Fernald tries contacting his biological dad to ask why he isn’t fighting Widdershins’ adoption. There he learns dad flat out moved away, as well as  discovering the reason why dad left via another vfd member *coughkitcough*. While arguments between Widdershins and Fernald were always about the Anwhistle Aquatic fire and Mrs. Widdershins’s death, the ‘ban, ban, absolutely banned’ topic they fought over once and mutually agree to never bring up again is whether Fiona is really Fernald’s half sister.

(Why it became ban is something Widdershins forgot. Fernald remembers though. While upset at first, Fernald realize that in the end, it was Widdershins who returned to them, not Thursday.)

Thursday think Fiona is Gregor’s daughter. The VFD member Fernald talks to takes Thursday’s word as truth. After all, if Gregor and Mrs. Widdershins were willing to betray VFD with the Mycelium, they could have betrayed loyalties to Thursday. With Thursday elsewhere for the next several years, the VFD member gives her opinion on the topic at hand: despite the fast courtship and wedding, Fiona can’t be Widdershins’ kid, because Gregor is more closer in age to Thursday and Fernald’s mother, as well as spending more time with Gregor than Widdershins before Fiona’s birth. Thursday’s last words to her before he left the city is that he thinks Widdershins got seduced (the vfd member didn’t lie here).

Fernald think Fiona is Widdershins’ daughter. For starters, mom really did agree to date Widdershins after dad asked for a divorce. And she really did married someone who is a big brother figure to Fernald. Problem is, Fernald is already upset at the idea mom is a cheater. With the vfd member having such a low opinion on mom over the mycelium, Fernald doesn’t want to think of the possibility mom seduced Widdershins. So Fernald thinks Widdershins is the homewrecker, and just because Widdershins is Fiona’s dad doesn’t give him the right to be a father to him [Fernald].

Widdershins thinks Fiona is Thursday’s daughter. Just because he [Widdershins] and Mrs. Widdershins got to together fast doesn’t mean he was sleeping with her before hand. Sometimes people naturally fall in love and get marry fast. Widdershins even tells Fernald that Mrs. Widdershins loved Thursday and would never had betrayed him [Thursday] in any way, and that he [Widdershins] would never ruin anyone’s marriage (Widdershins legitimately thought Fernald and Fiona’s parents were the types to stay together until death).

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Thursday had asked VFD to move him away from any major water related places. At this point, Thursday still have tiny respect for Gregor and his ex. When VFD asked the reason why, Thursday said he and his ex-wife agreed to not see it each other for the time being (the divorce was not amicable). So now, Thursday works in the city. 

Thursday meets up with many sugar bowl generation members. There he meets Miranda, and they began dating. Thursday is hesitate to go further, because he got word from kit his ex agreed to married Widdershins (Thursday wonder why his ex and Gregor didn’t hook up). As time passes, he thinks Miranda is the one and finally popped the question. They had a small wedding with two guests because they don’t have the money: Miranda’s sister Olivia and another VFD member kit sent in N’s place because N is on a mission. After the marriage, the two decided to go to the island with other VFD members. Thursday gives his two cents about the newly wedded Widdershins, and leaves.

While happy with his new wife and the idea of their future child Friday, Thursday comes the realization he misses being an active member of VFD (Ishmael’s rule of the Island factor into it). While not as young as he used to be, Thursday still wants to help the noble side, even in the smallest ways. After an argument with Miranda about retirement and protecting their child from the rest of the world, Thursday ends up leaving, hoping that someday Miranda will follow suit and take their child back to the mainland.

Thursday being on the island pretty much caused him to go through an update crash course on what the hell happened. He is a bit surprised his son switched sides; but he does not believe Fernald has hooks for hands. In regards to Fiona, Thursday heard not kit but from ike and josephine that Widdershins adopted Fiona shortly after Fernald switched sides.

Thursday frankly decided to keep a safe distance from the Widdershins family as a precaution of Fiona wanting to visit him. In fact, upon his return, Thursday does everything to avoid getting into contact with them, to where they have no idea the man even return from the island.

By the time of The End/Chapter Fourteen, the last piece of news regarding Fernald and Fiona Thursday hears is more of a rumor: they’re back in the city and in the care of Widdershins, and for some reason they’re living with Gregor’s brother (Thursday thought D never adopted H in time before her death), who may or may not have adopted the Quagmires children? Thursday has enough trouble enough trying to verified the rumor Miranda and Friday are back on mainland, having the incredibly deadly viper as a pet. 

[ryukogo]

day out

Summary: The girls discover that Charlotte has never experienced being at the beach with just friends, and decide to remedy that.

Prompt: Beach - If there’s anything media has taught me, it’s that a beach episode is inevitable. Ironically, I don’t think there’s been a South Park beach episode. Let’s change that. The beach can evoke a lot of experiences that your muses are sure to treasure. Shell hunting, long walks a la romantic stereotypes, sandcastles, boating, surfing, and the list goes on- whatever you choose, there’s sure to be something to do in a setting so iconic as this!

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Link is in the title if you wish to read it on AO3!

“You whaaaaat?!”

Charlotte Harrison - formerly Schulz - fidgeted uncomfortably, feeling the shocked stares of all the girls on her. Well, most of the girls, anyway - Nichole was looking just as uncomfortable as her, as if she knew something she didn’t, while Red had her head in her hands. “Um, I’ve never... gone to the beach with friends before, guy.”

“You can’t be serious. Tell me you’re not serious,” Heidi looked desperate. “You’re joking, right?”

“She isn’t,” Sally Turner - or Powder, as she was so affectionately called, to tell her apart from Sally Darson - informed her sister cheerfully.

Heidi gave her sister a look. “It was a rhetorical question.”

“Why haven’t you gone to the beach with just friends, Charlotte?” Lola asked politely, lacing her fingers together. “Not to be rude or anything, but I know you. We all know you. You’re one of the friendliest, most boisterous people we know. Surely you had friends to go with in Canada?”

Charlotte nodded slightly. “Lani and Rinka. They were always with me when we, um... first moved to South Park and transferred to South Park Elementary.”

“Which one was the one that looked like Alanis Morissette?” Jenny Simon asked, curious.

The brunette Canadian blinked, and laughed. “You must be talking about Lani. She’s been asked about it ever since we temporarily moved to South Park.”

“Well, to be fair she does look like her,” Milly pointed out. “Like, have you seen Alanis Morissette’s music video for Ironic? They’re literally wearing the same outfit.”

“Lani threw a fit when she found out, buddy,” Charlotte smiled before sighing. “Anyway... I did have friends, but we were always supervised by a parent back then. Usually my dad, but sometimes my mom.”

A short moment of silence passed between all of them - an unspoken condolence for Charlotte’s Canadian parents, who were now in a better place. After a few minutes, however, the topic was resumed.

“So you’ve gone to the beach before, but never with friends and unsupervised?” The look in Wendy’s eyes was unreadable - it made Charlotte unsettled just looking at the overall leader of the girls, so she averted her gaze as she nodded. Wendy’s lips pursed in thought, and the majority of the girls looked at her, awaiting her final decision.

“That settles it, girls. We’re going to have a beach party.”

Red groaned and sank lower into her seat. “I fucking knew it. They pulled this on me years ago, and on Nichole some time ago, and now they’re doing it to you.”

“A beach party?” Charlotte eyed Wendy with interest. That didn’t seem too bad. “Sounds like fun, guy. Whose parent is supervising?”

Bebe laughed. “Supervision? Oh, honey, you have much to learn. We don’t do parental supervision.”

“Well, we do,” Nichole amended at the horrified look on Charlotte’s face. “But, um... just this once again, I guess... we could go without parental supervision. Just so you can experience it, right? A beach outing with just friends. We all got to experience zero parental supervision at least once - it’s only fair you do too. You don’t have to go to another unsupervised event ever if you really don’t like it after this one.”

“How are we going to-”

“Bebe can drive us,” Jenny said decisively.

“When are we going to-”

“Next week, probably?” Milly checked the calendar before nodding. “Yup, next week Wednesday, two days after the next list making session. We have time to squeeze this in.”

“But-” Charlotte looked helpless. “Aw, fiddlehumpers, guy.”

“This’ll be fun, I promise!” Annie reassured, smiling sweetly at the brunette. “We always have beach parties without supervision from parents and honestly it couldn’t be a much safer environment!”

“Mainly because we have mother dearest over here,” Nelly jerked a thumb at Nichole, who only rolled her eyes ever so slightly, smiling before nodding. “She won’t let us have the good stuff. She’s just like her dumb boyfriend.”

“Her hot and rich boyfriend,” Wendy and Red both corrected almost instantaneously before both of them looked at each other and shrugged. Nichole snickered just a little at their simultaneous correction.

“I’m not sure my parents will let me go without an adult to supervise though, friend...” Charlotte attempted uncertainly.

The girls looked at each other before Wendy waved her hand. “I can ask Shelly to watch us. She’s an adult now, and she can just sleep on the beach while we have fun. She won’t give a single damn.”

“She’d do that, guy?”

“Girl solidarity,” Wendy winked. “I’ll talk to her. She’ll listen to me - I’m practically the Marshs’ second daughter by this point.”

“Was this before or after you broke up with Stan for the zillionth time?” Sally Darson asked coyly before immediately ducking as Wendy’s beret was chucked in her direction.

-=-=-=-

“Going somewhere?”

“Yeah,” Charlotte grunted, trying to sit on her suitcase to fit in everything she was going to bring. “Girls’ day out, guy.”

Gary raised an eyebrow. “Where are you going to go in temperatures like these?”

“Beach,” was the Canadian’s only reply before she yelled and body slammed the suitcase shut, zipping it up to keep the contents from tumbling out. She breathed a sigh of relief before standing up to face her adoptive brother again. “Wait a minute, didn’t I already tell you I was going to the beach with the girls, Gary?”

Gary nodded slightly. “You vaguely mentioned it over dinner while asking permission from Mom and Dad. I just wanted to make sure since the guys are having a boys’ day out as well.”

“The guys?”

“Stan’s gang and Craig’s gang,” Gary clarified. “Along with a few others. Thomas invited me along, but nobody’s going to be watching the little ones while they’re out and Kyle really doesn’t trust Ike alone with his crew anymore after everyone somehow managed to drop off everyone in their age group alone with Tweek to do gosh-knows-what.”

Charlotte donned her sunhat. “Babysitting duty, guy? Knew you were a big softie.”

“We’ve established this already, I think,” Gary laughed before reminding her, “Anyway. You’ll be at the beach with just the girls and Stan’s big sister, but that doesn’t mean you can goof around willy nilly.”

“No drinking, no drugs, no streaking, gotcha,” were Charlotte’s words before she turned around and screamed in frustration. Gary peered around her to see what had caused her to yell.

She had forgotten to pack her swimsuit in.

-=-=-=-

“Oh, nuh-uh are you going out in that,” Bebe immediately declared the moment Charlotte stepped out of the dressing room.

Charlotte looked down at her swimsuit. It was her favorite backless fuchsia one piece with a blue stripe going around the stomach area and a pretty skirt as coverup. “... What’s wrong with it, buddy?”

“It’s so... old fashioned, hun,” Bebe immediately turned around to fish in her suitcase before thrusting something at Charlotte. “Here, try these. We should be around the same size save for the chest area, but this’ll fit all chest sizes.”

Charlotte glanced down at what she had given her, and visibly balked. “This isn’t a swimsuit.”

“It’s high fashion in Paris, Char,” Bebe waved her hand as if to dismiss the whole thing.

The Canadian lifted up the clothing on the hanger - if it could even be considered clothing. “Bebe, this barely covers my... my everything!”

“Why would you hide your everything? You’re beautiful, dear.”

“This is a beach, not a fashion show, guy!”

“Well, I’m certainly not letting you go out in that,” Bebe sniffed in distaste at Charlotte’s one piece swimsuit.

Charlotte curled her lip before shaking the hanger. “Well, I’m not going out in this.”

“A compromise, ladies?” The two girls turned to see Nichole, who pulled out another swimsuit. It was also technically a bikini, which made Charlotte look displeased, but it certainly covered up more than the one Bebe had thrown at her. It was a dark blue, which was unusual given that Nichole preferred her pinks and yellows, but it certainly screamed ‘Nichole’, what with both the straps and the underwear being lined with lighter blue frills.

Bebe crossed her arms. “Well, it’s... decent.”

“Bebe, you have no right to say that when you told me this was perfect for me around a month or so ago.”

“Perfect for you,” Bebe reaffirmed. “Not for Charlotte. Honestly, I really should’ve taken her out shopping the day we arranged this whole thing.”

“I’m right here, you know,” Charlotte reminded.

“Bebe, it’s just a swimsuit. It’s just one day.”

“And we gotta make it worth it, Nichole.”

“And sacrifice her own comfortableness for fashion?”

“We all do it once in our lives-”

“OKAY, WHAT’S GOIN’ ON HERE?!”

The three girls in the dressing room all turned as Red kicked the door open, a donut designed floatie around her waist and goggles on her face. Behind her, Annie timidly waved at all of them as Red demanded, “You guys have been in here for literally an hour, what the hell?”

“Charlotte won’t wear the bikini I’m generously lending her,” Bebe explained with a huff.

Nichole frowned. “She’s not comfortable with it, so I suggested one of my own.”

“But it’s only good on Nichole, you see? The one I’m lending Charlotte fits all, and will definitely fit her.”

“How will we know if we won’t even let her try both?”

“She is not going out in that-”

“She already left,” Red deadpanned.

Bebe and Nichole looked around wildly, seeing that Red was, indeed, correct - Charlotte had disappeared from the dressing room, both the swimsuits they had suggested to her neatly folded on the nearest table. With a sigh, both girls put their respective swimsuits into their own bags before taking leave with Red and Annie as well.

-=-=-=-

“You look great, Char,” Wendy praised before shooting a look at Bebe, who only rolled her eyes before continuing to sun herself.

Charlotte’s cheeks tinted a little pink as she drew her knees up to her chin. Both girls were currently under the shade of a beach umbrella as the other girls played volleyball and swam in the ocean. Bebe and Heidi were both sunning themselves nearby, while Powder was busy constructing a rather grand sand castle, complete with a moat and toy crocodiles - which she had brought along just for the occasion.

“Thanks, Wendy, that’s real nice of you to say,” She murmured, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “... I know Nichole and Bebe only meant the best, guy, but...”

Wendy laughed. “I know. Bebe’s pretty intense, but she really does do mostly everything out of concern - well, except for that one incident with a list...” Wendy frowned and looked off into the distance for a while, her gaze growing wistful before she turned back to Charlotte. “And Nichole was only trying to help both of you.”

The Canadian girl smiled. “It’s really nice to be here... even without adult supervision. I never knew how fun it could be to be able to curse on the beach with just friends around.”

“Don’t get used to it like Red did, or you’ll end up cursing during family outings too,” Wendy warned before both girls laughed.

“AY! WHAT ARE YOU DOIN’ HERE?!”

Wendy’s pupils immediately shrank. “Oh no, what’s he doing here?”

“Oh no...” Charlotte palmed her face. “Gary told me the boys were going somewhere, but he didn’t say they were going to the beach too...!”

As the girls all stopped in what they were doing to gaze in the direction of where the voice had come from, they witnessed a gaggle of very familiar boys approaching, all decked out in swimwear as well. Stan’s gang was in the lead while Craig’s gang took up the rear, and all the other boys who weren’t in any particular group filled out the middle.

“Shelly?!” Stan yelped at the sight of his older sister, who only lowered her sunglasses at the sight of her younger brother. “I thought- you said you were in Minnesota!”

Shelly grunted. “I lied.”

“Bebe!” Clyde greeted, waving wildly at his girlfriend and running towards her, only to trip face first in the sand as his foot connected with a shell. The blonde immediately ran to his side as Token and Nichole had their own much more quiet reunion, smiling tenderly at each other as Clyde reassured Bebe that he was a big boy, no shell would take him down just like that.

“W-what are you guys - FUCK! - doing here?” Thomas asked, holding the cooler full of drinks from Token’s house. Next to him, Kevin Stoley was carrying an assortment of pool floaties.

Red’s gaze flickered over both boys before looking away guiltily as Heidi explained, pecking Cartman’s cheek in greeting. “Charlotte’s never been on an outing without parental supervision, so we thought we’d take her on a girls’ day out.”

“Huh,” Kyle mused.

“What’s wrong, Kyle?” Annie asked, curious.

“It’s funny, because that’s almost exactly why we’re out here too,” Kyle turned his head a little to look at someone near the back. “It’s David’s first time out without parental supervision too.”

The girls all looked at each other, the gears in their head turning quickly. It was Wendy, however, who spoke for all of them when she asked, “So both Charlotte and David have never been out with just friends on an outing?”

Kenny nodded. “If he’s not lying, then yeah. Say, where is Charlotte?”

“Charlotte’s here?!” A voice from the back yelped, and immediately at least half of the boys yelled and dogpiled someone, startling the girls into backing away.

“Oh no, David, you are not leaving now, we just got here!” Kyle yelled, thumping on the other boy’s back.

“I agreed to this because I thought we were the only ones that we knew here!” David yelled, struggling under all of the other boys. “You didn’t tell me Charlotte was going to be here!”

“What’s wrong with Char bein’ here?” Butters asked, a smidgen offended on behalf of his ex-girlfriend. “She’s a real sweet gal! I thought you two were buddies!”

At Butters’s words, the tips of David’s ears turned red, and then and there, the girls all ‘ooh’ed in realization, smirking. “Yeah... we’re buddies...”

“Holy shit,” Cartman wheezed, seeing his red ears. “You- do you like Charlotte, Day-vid?!’

“It’s Dah-veed, and of course I do, she’s one of my best friends!” David defended, eventually managing to succeed in pushing Kenny and Kyle off of him. His ears were still red as he sat up, however.

“He meant ‘like-like’, silly!” Powder corrected, pushing through the boys to crouch in front of David. “So, do you like-like Charlotte? Be honest!”

“I’m not telling you anything,” David replied petulantly.

Before Powder could pull off one of her signature pouts, Kyle blocked the way, requesting, “Look, if he doesn’t want to say anything, he doesn’t have to. Leave him alone and let’s just have fun, guys.”

“Can we join the girls then?!” Clyde asked excitedly, jumping up and down. “Please, please, please, please, pleaaaaaase?!”

“Just don’t get yourself killed,” Craig sighed, taking hold of Tweek's hand. "C'mon, Tweek. Let's go build a sandcastle."

-=-=-=-

An hour or so later, the beach soon had both the boys and the girls running around, laughing and playing around. Bebe had gone back to sunning herself, but this time she was near Clyde, who was busy burying himself in the sand next to her. Nichole and Token had, unsurprisingly, taken up the equivalent of parental supervision, seeing as that Shelly had immediately gone back to sleep under her own beach umbrella, undisturbed.

David, on his part, was sitting morosely by the water, watching as the ocean’s gray waves lapped at his feet every now and then, Every now and then a small hermit crab would pass by him and look up at him before scuttling away, and he’d only sigh and look past the water into the horizon.

He wanted to have fun like the rest of them, he really did. But he hadn’t expected having the girls around. A day out was just... different with girls around. Well, he amended to himself, not so much different-different, more like it felt different. Just a little. He prided himself on being friends with a lot of people, the girls included, but honestly? He felt pretty naked around the girls right now, being completely unprepared for the possibility of them being on the beach with them.

And then there was Charlotte.

David groaned, lying down in the sand and closing his eyes. He shouldn’t even be making so much of a fuss about it, really, but Gary had made it extremely clear that while he was against violence, he was not above using David as the next Harrison door mat should he try anything on his adopted sister.

Not my fault Char and I are best mates, David grumbled mentally to himself. Also not my fault that I like her.

“David?”

His heart skipped a beat as a shadow crossed his face. He opened his eyes, and found Charlotte peering down at him curiously. In her hand was a rather large bucket with exactly three very pretty shells in it. “Char.”

“What are you doin’ here all alone, guy?” She asked. “Everyone’s over at the other side of the beach.”

“I just...” He sighed, sitting up. Charlotte backed away and then proceeded to take a seat next to him. “I just wanted some time to think.”

“They told me it was your first time out, buddy,” Charlotte murmured softly, watching as a shell washed itself up by her feet. She picked it up and traced it with a finger as she asked, “Is that true?”

“First time out without parental supervision, yeah,” David admitted. “They... said the same for you too. Is that true?”

“Mhm.”

The two turned to look at the ocean. The waves continued to roll gently as David chuckled, making Charlotte look at him curiously. “Funny how our families landed us in the exact same situations, huh?”

“I dunno, I mean, the others don’t seem to have the same problem, right?” Charlotte pointed out. “Or maybe that’s just because they’re Americans, guy.”

“I mean, I’m Latino-American, but I guess my situation’s just a little different from theirs because my mother would die before letting me out without supervision,” David shrugged. “She’s overprotective like that.”

“How’d you end up getting permission for this one, then?”

“Token was very persuasive,” David admitted. “And he’s also technically older than the majority of us, and also has a driver’s license. I think his responsibility won my mother over.”

Charlotte giggled before looking back towards the water. “So you’ve gone to the beach with family before, then?”

“Family reunion, once, somewhere in Rio de Janeiro, courtesy of an uncle,” David leaned back, supporting himself with his arms.

“So you know how to swim, then?”

“I consider myself quite the swimmer. Why do you ask?”

“Just asking,” Charlotte smiled before standing up. She held out a hand to him and pulled him up before asking, “Want to take a walk?”

“Sure.”

-=-=-=-

“Has anyone seen Charlotte?” Nichole asked in concern as both the boys and the girls settled down for lunch on the beach. Stan had gone off to wake up Shelly for lunch as Milly and Tweek began passing out sandwiches to the rest of them.

“David’s missing tuh-t-too,” Jimmy noted. The boy hadn’t been allowed to go to the beach due to his crutches, but, unable to bear with him not going with them, Craig’s gang had brought along a laptop and a router so they could Skype him while on the beach.

“Scandalous,” Jenny Simon giggled before whining as Lola cuffed her ear. “Owww, Lola, what was that for?”

“You’re the only one implying something lewd here, Jenny, stop that,” Lola told her sternly.

Kyle sighed. “Still. They’ve been gone for a while now. I know David went to sit somewhere on the other side of the beach alone but that’s it.”

“Charlotte was wandering around looking for pretty shells last I remember,” Esther recalled. “Maybe she ran across him and they took a walk.”

“To where? The only other interesting parts around here is the short walk back to civilization,” Milly pointed out.

Tweek took a sip from his apple juice. “W-well, that, and the rumored c-cave.”

“What cave?” Craig asked him curiously.

The blond pulled out his phone and Googled something before showing everyone. “I-It’s said that if you take a dive s-somewhere nearby you’ll find an underground entrance t-to a cave nearby, b-but so far nobody’s really found it, so they say it’s urban legend.”

“Maybe they went diving,” Clyde suggested despite the three sandwiches in his mouth.

-=-=-=-

It would be hours later, when the sun was setting, when both Charlotte and David made their way back to the group, and by that point, all of them were just about ready to call the police about their disappearance. At the sight of Charlotte, Butters shrieked and knocked her over with the force of his hug, while Kyle nearly decked David after checking to see if he was real by patting his face and shoulders.

“Where have you two been?!” Nichole’s voice rose an octave before she cleared her throat. Her voice was still up there as she asked, “We’ve been worried for hours!”

“Sorry, guy,” Charlotte’s cheeks tinted pink - something that made Jenny cackle before Lola kicked her in the shin. “We lost track of time, I guess.”

“You guys will not believe what we found while diving,” David tried to remedy. He nudged Charlotte, who let out a small ‘oh!’ before showing everyone else her bucket. When they peered in, they saw-

“Holy fucking shit,” Token swore loudly, making everyone look at him in surprise as he pulled out one of the stones in Charlotte’s bucket. “Charlotte, where did you guys find these?”

Charlotte’s face colored a little more as she smiled. “David was teaching me how to dive when he found this really neat path to a cave underwater, and when I finally learned how he led me to it, and we found these. Pretty, right, guy?”

“These are all different kinds of quartz,” Token identified. “This one in particular looks like a rose quartz. You stumbled upon quite the treasure trove, you two.”

David and Charlotte looked at each other, grinning from ear to ear, before Wendy asked, “Did you two break off these pieces from the cave you were in?”

“Oh, no!” David shook his head. “We just picked up the ones that were already broken off pieces. It was too pretty to destroy.”

“That’s good,” Wendy nodded in approval.

“Looks like it’s getting dark soon. We should all head back,” Shelly reminded. The younger kids all groaned, but they did begin the trek back to civilization, where their respective rides awaited.

-=-=-=-

“Did you have fun today, my dear?” Mrs. Harrison asked, tucking in her second oldest daughter.

Charlotte smiled. “Mhm. It was real fun today, buddy.”

“Well, I’m glad you had fun. I told your father it would be a good learning and adjustment experience for you here, and I’m just so pleased that he let you go,” Pressing a kiss to her temple, Mrs. Harrison turned off the lights before saying, “Good night, Charlotte, dear. I’ll be tucking in your brothers and sisters now.”

“Okay, Mom,” Charlotte smiled as her mother shut the door.

Her phone buzzed just then, and, curious, Charlotte sat up and picked it up from her dresser, opening it to see who messaged.

You have 1 new messages.

From: latinerd

you up?

Charlotte smiled.

To: latinerd

abt to sleep. u?

From: latinerd

oh shit sorry i’ll just tell you tomorrow then

To: latinerd

no way tell me now loser or ill deck u tmrw

From: latinerd

fiiiiine :P i just wanted to say that today turned out really great i thought it wouldn’t be really good since i didn’t expect you girls to be there but you made today better

To: latinerd

omg u nerd

From: latinerd

hey i’m just being honest here also um

A minute passed.

To: latinerd

u fell asleep or smth?????

From: latinerd

no i just don’t know how to tell you

To: latinerd

tell me what

From: latinerd

um i uh liked your swimsuit it was really cute and i dunno i guess i’m just not used to seeing you in cute things because you like wearing things people normally wouldn’t consider cute but you look cute in anything so idk

From: latinerd

FUCK THAT SENT

Charlotte couldn’t keep down the blush that erupted on her face at that moment, and, thankful that Gary wasn’t around, hurriedly texted a reply.

To: latinerd

thanks thats rly sweet of u david i gotta go 2 sleep now tho

From: latinerd

oh shit i’m really sorry for keeping you up this late it’s like what 10 already have a good night’s sleep dude

To: latinerd

thanks you too ok

From: latinerd

okay goodnight char

To: latinerd

goodnight david

Charlotte shut off her phone, and put it on the dresser, before going back under the covers and going to sleep.

One final message made its way to her inbox, but by that point, she was fast asleep.

From: latinerd

sweet dreams