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cyn-write · 9 months

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Prompt: The Heartsyble Boys walking in on yuu’s baking catastroph-Education!

Pairings: GN!Yuu (reader) x Riddle, Trey, Carter, Ace, and Deuce (Separately)

Warnings: None other than tooth-rotting fluff!!

Notes: This is a request! I have a few in my log that I’m working through as I get them! Thank you anonymous for the request and I hope you enjoy it! If you would like to read more, check out my Masterlist!

Sweetheart’s Sweet Tooth

Riddle was on his was at Ramshackle's gate when he heard the explosion. He saw smoke come out of the open windows, and the worst ran through his head. Riddle ran into Ramshackle with little concern for proper house rules or his life as the most horrible situations ran through his head.

He ran into the kitchen, smoke fading out, post-its and notebooks spewed across the counter, flour all over the floor, chocolate dripped across the counter, and Yuu covered in batter and looking sadly at a pan of... something?

"YUU! WHAT IN THE SEVENS' SAKE HAPPENED?" Riddle's face was growing red with a mix of anger and worry, "I CAME IN AND-AND SMOKE AND BOOM AND-AND ITS A MESS AND WHAT WERE YOU DOING??"

Yuu looked up at Riddle with puppy dog eyes and sad face, "my cake blew up..."

"Y-your what?" Riddle asked calming down.

"I wanted to make you a cake... for winning your club tournament..." Yuu looked at the bowl on the counter, "I finally got the frosting right but the cake blew up in the oven..."

Riddle was embarrassed and touched at the same time. He kneeled next to Yuu, took out his handkerchief, and started to wipe off their face. "Well... at least you're alright," Riddle said, "and the frosting is okay... how about this? We clean up the kitchen, make some tea, and try again... together?"

Yuu smiled and nodded, "We can be baking study buddies!"

Riddle chuckled at the suggestion, "I am lacking in home ec, let's do it."

Later that evening, Trey got a call from a distressed Yuu... they needed his assistance on the third try.

Trey left the Heartsyble kitchen for an hour to attend to the Flamingo's and returned to a mess. Brownie batter was everywhere, papers all over the ground, the oven beeping, and Yuu battling the hand blender.

Trey ran over, turned off the oven, and unplugged the blender. Yuu was covered in white frosting, and so was the counter.

Yuu looked at him in relief, "Thanks, I couldn't stop it."

"Yuu, what happened?" Trey asked, voice filled with concern.

Yuu put the bowl of frosting down and wiped off her notebook, "I wanted to suprise you," they said, blush rising to their cheeks, "I've been trying to learn how to bake so I could make you something instead of the other way around... I had it, but the stupid blender overpowered me and the Oven was yelling at me and- THE BROWNIES!"

Yuu ran over to the oven and frowned, "No... they burnt." She was about to grab the pan bare handed but Trey stopped her.

"If you wanted to learn, why didn't you ask me? I'd love to teach you," He said as he grabbed an oven mitt and took out the burnt brownies.

"I didn't want to bother you," they said, defeated. "You're so busy already, and I wanted to do something nice for you..."

Trey smiled and shook his head, "You could never bother me. Especially when it comes to this" He picked up the recipe and smiled, "I can teach you a better recipie, one i know by heart," he swipped some frosting off of Yuu's cheek and tasted it, "The frosting is good, a little over-whipped but good, so we have a bit of a base to work with. Put it in the fridge while we clean and make some coffee. You have most of the ingredients out already, we just need-"

"Wait," Yuu said and held up their hands, "You mean it? You'll teach me?"

Trey kissed the Yuu's forhead and said, "My mother always said, food tastes better when you make it with someone you love~"

Cater has been seeing a lot of baking hacks on his magicam feed and decided to try one, except Yuu got to it first. He walked to the kitchen with his equipment in hand, ready to film, but when he got there, Yuu was putting the finishing touches on their donuts.

"Cater!" Yuu was very excited as they picked up their plate of freshly made donuts, "I saw this donut recipe on Magicam and thought you would like it!"

Cater smiled at his S/o and ruffled their hair with his free hand, "You read my mind! I was on my way to make them!"

He looked down at the slightly mishappend donuts and picked on up, "You know what? We can do a live reaction vid on my magicam! This is perfect!!" Cater started to set up his phone stand when he saw Yuu's notes and mess on the table, as well as a pile of burnt and underdone donuts. There were piles of flour and powdered sugar all over the notes.

Yuu's smile had fallen, and they looked nervous, "c-could we not? I-i'm still learning a-and am not sure about the flavor or the texture s-so can we not film this live?"

Cater could see how nervous their partner was and nodded, "I bet they taste amazing, but we don't have to film if you don't want to." He reached out and picked up one of the donuts on top. He tried it, and it was a little overcooked, but overall, it tasted pretty good! It wasn't too sweet, had a cakey flavor, and wasn't too dense. Cater smiled and popped the rest in his mouth. "This is really good!" He said, licking the powdered sugar off his fingers, "How long did it take you to make them?"

Yuu couldn't hold back their smile, "Really!? You like them?!" They put the plate down and dusted off their hands, "5th time is the charm!"

"5 times?" Cater was shocked, he didn't think the hack was that difficult.

"Well, yeah," Yuu rubbed the back of their neck and looked down at the donuts, "I wanted them to be perfect for you, so I found a recipe that wasn't too sweet. But because of that, the baking time was different, so I had to experiment to get the right recipe."

Cater felt his heart warm. "You did this all for me?"

"Of course," Yuu said and grabbed their notebook, wiping off some powdered sugar from the page, "I know you're not a fan of sweets, so I have been trying to learn some more... Cater-friendly treats that you could substitute at unbirthday parties and events." They flipped through the notebook and scanned the recipies, "I have successfully made 5 so far counting the donuts, but I didn't want to show you till they were perfect."

"You did this all... for me?" Cater looked at the notebook, and his expression changed from his usual "happy" face to a genuine smile. He leaned down and kissed Yuu's forehead before turning to a pudding recipe that caught his eye, "Ya know what... can you teach me to make this? Not for magicam, just for us?"

Yuu smiled and nodded, "I-I would love to!"

Deuce just wanted a glass of water, but he was face with a batter filled kitchen and a trey full of cookies. Yuu was grinning from ear to ear as they held out the trey. They had been working on them while Deuce finished his homework. They wanted to reward him for getting an "A-" on his recent Professor Trien assignment with a sleepover and some cookies.

"Suprise!" Yuu said as they held out the try, "I've been working on them all day! They finally didn't burn!"

Deuce smiled at his partner and ruffed their hair, “They smell delicious, Yuu.”

He picked up one of the cookies and it started to go limp in his hand. It felt weird in his hands, but Yuu worked really hard on these so he forced a smile and took a bite of the cookie. To say it was underdone was an understatement. The cookie turned to mush in his mouth and tasted more like sugar than anything else. The overwhelming taste of sugar made him want to gag, but he held it back to the best of his ability for the sake of Yuu. They watched him with anticipation as they held out the cookies.

Deuce forced a smile through the taste and gave them a thumbs up, “Delicious… mmmm.”

Yuu’s expression fell, they saw past it, “Don’t lie… what’s wrong? Are they undercooked? did I manage to overcook them again?” They were listing off reason after reason and Deuce felt awful.

“Nonono! I love them! They taste amazing! See!” Deuce shoved the rest of the cookie in his mouth and proceeded to shove the rest of the sugar-rotten, mushy cookies into his mouth. His stomach was revolting, and his tastebuds were throwing a hissy fit, but he wasn’t going to let any of Yuu's hard work go to waste.

"Deuce!! What are you doing!?" Yuu exclaimed and pulled the trey away from him. "You're going to make yourself sick!!"

Deuce shoved the last of the cookies into his mouth, and he felt like he was going to puke. But he smiled through the pain. "See... told you.. they were... good..."

He swallowed down the nausea and held onto the counter. He saw their notes on the counter and felt worse. They have been working so hard to do this for him.

"Deuce..." Yuu rubbed his back and said, "You idiot, sit down. I'll get some water and meds."

They turned to grab the stuff, but before they did, Yuu kissed Deuce's cheek and said, "Thank you, Deuce."

Deuce smiled for real now and turned to his partner, "You worked so hard on them, it's the least I can do," then a rare stroke of brilliance hit Duece like a freight train, "I-If you want to learn to bake, wanna call my Mom and Grams? They make really good cookies and would be happy to help, plus we can do it together!!"

A bright smile graced Yuu's face, and they nodded vigorously, "I would love to! We can learn together!"

The next weekend, Duece and Yuu made cookies with the help of his family on call. Ms. Sade and Nana Spade also made some remarks that left the couple red and speechless!

Ace smelled something off-putting when he entered Ramshackle. At first, he thought it was him that smelled seeing as he just got out of basketball, but he showered and stole some of Jamil's deodorant, so he actually smelled decent. He walked further into the dilapidated dorm and realized it was coming from the kitchen.

He entered and saw chaos. It gave Ace flashbacks to when Trey went on strike and didn't bake for an unbirthday party. There were ingredients everywhere, notes everywhere, and in the center of the chaos was Yuu, pulling a cake out of the oven.

“Ace! You’re just in time!” Yuu exclaimed when they spotted him.

“Just in time for what exactly?” Ace asked as scents assaulted his nose and his stomach churned at the sight.

“To taste test!” Yuu placed the cake on the one clean spot on the counter. Next to them was a bowl of frosting and a bowl of strawberries. They pulled out two plates, a knife, a spoon, and two forks. “Trey gave me this lemon cake recipe to start with, and a simple strawberry-compote and frosting recipes to go with it. He said once I mastered this he would give me something more complicated-“

“Woah, woah, woah, hold up for a sec. Trey gave you a recipe?” Ace asked, “For what?”

“Just to learn,” Yuu said cutting the cake, “I’ve always wanted to learn how to bake and Trey said that if I helped out with unbirthday parties, he would be happy to tutor.” They placed a piece of cake in front of Ace with a smile, they then grabbed their notebook and a pen “So, taste test 01, Lemon Cake with whipped frosting and strawberry compote. Taste testers Ace and Yuu.”

Yuu put the pen down, used the spoon to scoop frosting and compote on to each plate then handed Ace a fork. Ace smiled and took the fork, “Best kind of test I’ve had in weeks!” He took a big bite of the cake, frosting, and compote. It tasted good at first, the smooth frosting and strawberries went well with the lemony cake. Then he tasted something salty, really salty. Like… soy sauce?

Yuu must’ve also tasted the soy sauce as their face also skewed. “Is it suppose to be salty?”

Yuu shook their head and looked at the recipe. “I-I did everything to a T! What hap…. They soy sauce was the dud.”

Ace looked at them confused, “the what?”

“The dud! Remember! Trey always puts a dud ingredient in so no one can steal his recipes.” Yuu put their hands on their heads in anguish. They were really upset, “I’m such an idiot! Why would soy sauce be in a LEMON cake, Ugggh its ruined!”

Ace put the fork down and awkwardly placed his hand on their back in comfort, “Hey, it doesn’t taste that bad. If ya lather on the strawberries and the frosting, you can hardly taste it.”

Yuu looked up at Ace with an exasperated look, “hardly taste it. Really. No snarky comments on how it taste more like take out than desserts?”

Ace winced. His reputation proceeded him. But he wanted to be better for his partner, “Look Yuu, the cake doesn’t taste great, but it ain’t awful. And the strawberries and frosting are good. So we grab some gram crackers. Eat them with strawberries and frosting. Save the cake for Deuce, Jack, Epel, Trey, and the others. Then this weekend, we send Grim out with Deucy so you and I can try making this again? Sound Good?”

Yuu looked at Ace with the hint of a smile, then hugged him, “You’re the best Ace.”

“I know, I’m a genius,” Ace said, “If only you listened to me more often~”

“Don’t push it Ace,” Yuu said and was about to put the cake in the oven when Deuce, Jack, Epel, Sebek, and Grim entered Ramshackle.

“Ah! Our first victims!”

The rest of the Week, Ace and Yuu enjoyed pranking their friends with the lemon-soy sauce cake, until the weekend when they had a fun and messy baking-date.

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wallacejwriting · 4 months

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Writeblr Re-Intro & Pinned

Hello! I'm Lace. Also Wally and Wallace. I love nicknames. It's a trans thing. Remaking this because the old one was long and outdated.

I'm just about thirty, queer as fuck, and use they/them and he/him pronouns. I'm also multiply disabled and chronically ill, and I talk about being autistic and anxious a lot!

In a very long-term relationship with @thetiniestnerd, who I make breakfast for most days.

My Writing

Typically adult or new adult.

Genres: science fiction, fantasy, science fantasy, urban fantasy, romance, mystery, thriller, that sorta thing. V much a genre blender.

Currently have two main wips and a third universe sandbox I like to play in a lot: TMI, Starkyda, and Beurkratti in that order. See below.

Focused a lot on queer and disabled characters and narratives

Lots of relationship dynamics, complex relationships, as well as polyamory

My WIPs

The Metahuman Initiative

An urban fantasy/science fiction series focused on people with superpowers, known as metahumans, within a massive, high-tech city specifically designed to study them.

Main characters are Nat Carter, Rini Callaghan, and Marlowe Hierro.

After being released from prison, six months after the murder of their family, Nat is given a new home in the Callaghan Institute, where they race aggressive and suspicious police officers to find the true killer of their family and get the closure they need, whatever it might be, before the cops decide Nat is their real target.

At the Institute, Rini, Professor Callaghan's adoptive daughter, takes poorly to Nat's arrival, and to try and alleviate the problem, the professor assigns Rini to find a mysterious and terrified metahuman that just arrived in the city - Marlowe, who currently has no idea who they are or what to do.

But Veda has a lot more going on than can be seen on the surface, and as the three of them delve deeper, the horrors and truth of Veda City, and how it connects to each of them, begin to show themselves.

Starkyda

WIP Intro Post

A steampunk/science fantasy series focused on multiple groups of people vying for control of a floating island on the edge of the apocalypse. Some groups include dragon riders at a fascist military academy, criminals in the literal underbelly of the city, council members and politicians with their own agendas, and a farmer and midwife who just wants to go home.

Main characters are: many.

For three hundred years, the Blight has pushed out from the massive breach at the bottom of the ocean and infected not just the waters, but the entire world. Now, as the inhabited islands become the next target for the Blight to swallow up, a beacon of hope is appearing on the island closest to destruction: Tairkyda.

Saoirse Cuirc is thirteen years old when she declares to the statues of the gods that she is a girl, not the son so many believe, and becomes the first person in three hundred years to see the Goddess.

And the first person in history to be Chosen to wield the mortal portion of her power.

Now, six years later, at nineteen, Saoirse is entering Tairkyda's mandatory military academy alongside her best friend, Lucian, and their freshly hatched dragons. But Saoirse isn't the only outsider, this year, and it's clear that most of those in power don't want any of them here.

Jules, who found a dragon egg one morning while doing chores, is a midwife and a farmer who just wants to go home, but the rare power of their dragon, and the strength of their bond, means Jules isn't going anywhere. Not if they want to have somewhere to return to, at least.

And Wren Hashimoto, who has spent years fighting against the belief that they are weak and frail, and who takes the opportunity of a dragon and a chance to bear their teeth to show just how ferocious they can be, without help.

Both of them will soon find themselves with far more power than they've ever known, and far more responsibility than they've ever wanted.

The three of them form the triad of Chosen who will lead the rest to save the world. But how do you stop a vicious, alien fungus from the ocean? How do you unite a people who are determined to hate you? How do you save a world that wants to hurt you so they can take your power and save it their way, instead?

And how do you create a home you actually want to return to, rather than the patriarchal, fascist regime that has led Tairkyda for centuries?

Beurkratti

A sprawling, epic fantasy with urban fantasy and science fantasy elements - a genre blend of a world inspired by the 80s - taking place in a world of many, fantastic creatures, oodles of queerness, and at least one apocalyptic level threat a month.

Following many characters, Beurkratti is a series about friendship and connection, about mystery and intrigue, and about how the search for information in the past can lead to great things in the future.

We drop into Beurkratti right as the apocalyptic level threats are starting to get worse than usual, and the Wardens, keepers of peace and safety around the world, start trying to bring things down to normal and see what changed.

From this, we follow dozens of characters across many different stories, including Katya, a half-orc Warden with chronic pain and a service shoulder dragon who travels Beurkratti looking for answers to the inevitable decay of the mind all Wardens suffer, as well as helping out wherever she can.

And if she comes across a brothel or two along the way - hey, bonus!

#writeblr #writeblr intro #writers on tumblr #writing #amwriting #intro #wall talk

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keykey-simz · 9 months

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The Carter's In Game Maternity Photos

of course, I had to add in the ultrasound, peep it! they are having twinssss 😍

blender version: here

#the sims 4 #ts4 simblr #black simmer #ts4 edit #ts4 gameplay #my sims #sims 4 screenshots #simblr #ts4 #the sims community #the sims #sims 4 aesthetic #sims 4

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keykeysimz-blender · 9 months

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Carters' Maternity Photoshoot (Blender Version)

in game version: here

#the sims 4 #sims 4 simblr #sims 4 gameplay #sims 4 screenshots #simblr #sims 4 aesthetic #the sims community #sims 4 render #sims 4 blender #sims 4 black sims #sims 4 black cc #ts4 blender #sims render #ts4 edit

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carters-blender · 3 months

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"As far as the Council was concerned, the Arc might as well have been an art piece or a Puppet, not even in need of the same consideration as war dogs."

Name:

Elan (chosen) Balsa (given)

Age:

Late 20s in appearance and knowledge, created only a year ago

Profession:

Soldier, Lieutenant (Unit 0617)

Personality:

Kind, hopeful, friendly, curious, helpful

Details:

Elan is something called an Arcane (Arc for short), a full-bodied human construct made from different materials with the use of magic. He is specifically carved from ironwood and is treated with a deep reddish-brown stain and varnish. His creator (Clement) made him in the hopes that he could streamline and refine the difficult and uncertain process of creating an Arc, with the idea that the army could replace foot soldiers entirely or at least pad out their numbers. Elan isn't the perfect creation Clement had hoped for though, he's developed a personality and wishes to be recognized as a thinking feeling person. He can also be slow to act, thinking through his own action rather than doing orders exactly as they're given with no question. Worst of all, he freezes momentarily every time he is faced with having to kill or cause harm, moments that cannot be spared on a battlefield. When Elan continues to fall short Clement gives up and gives him to the General of the nearby fort in the hopes that he can fix the situation. When he arrives at the fort he finds himself moved from one task to the other, on an endless cycle of tasks no one else wants. And when he is chosen for Marsch's unit he is finally able to make a choice for himself- where does he want to be and who will he be loyal to.

Physical Description:

Flat and featureless face, no mouth, nose, ears, or brows, only eyes made out of river rock. Smooth wooden body with a chest panel, lacking features like a belly button. Short side of average height with a lean build.

Friend(s):

The whole of unit 0617

Partner(s):

Jove Marsch and Kayah May

Family:

Sylas Clement (creator)

#winters army - carter #Elan Balsa #Elan #oc #my writing #original character #character concept #vision board #writing on tumblr #carters blender #writing project #current wip #wip

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phoenixiancrystallist · 2 months

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Month 7, day 24

Finished the granite tutorial I started last night, now we have white marble :D

I also organized my asset library and backed all my Blender shit up to my external drive, Sam Carter. So now if I get the Great Kablooie 2: Electric Boogaloo, I won't have lost everything :D I am capable of teh smrts on occasion, I just have to get a swift kick in the fanny first, apparently :P

#the great artscapade of 2024 #art #my art #blender #blender render #blender 3d #cycles render #I need to get a dedicated drive for a Time Capsule but since Blender is all I *really* care about I'm okay with manual backups #automated Time Capsule backups would be nice but I don't actually do that much on Hera lol

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lyon-amore · 1 year

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The half of me Chapter 18

Chapter 17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The conversation with Mason has left me totally devastated. But at least I've ruled him out another suspect.

I try to calm down by picking up the guitar. I play a few chords and complain again. The hand... I know it's temporary, I just have to recover. But it's true, it would be horrible not being able to fulfill your dream. I pick up the notebook and reads the lyrics I had written. I then try to sing it with the melody that had come to my head. “It was like lighting a wick, a bright light” I close my eyes, imagining that I'm with Jake. Having hung up like that... Always the same. I always ran away ". Just one kiss, make it quick, tell me it's real..." “Sounds nice.” Daliah says, tilting her head “Are you still doubting him? "Not from him" I replied, laying me down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling like something interesting ". About me. How do I know I'm good for him?" "You're dating a hacker wanted by the government" I turn to see her and she makes a gesture that I'm exaggerating "Do you know how many girls dream of having her dangerous love? Teenagers and their silly stories, okay, but! Those teenagers haven't achieved what you have: Stiffen a hacker who is dangerous for everyone." "I'm definitely going crazy..." "And I don't know if this is the image you had of your sister when she spoke or if your mind is horny for that guy." "OH! OH MY GOD, DALIAH!” I throw a cushion, but it clearly walks right through her. She sighs, shaking her head. "Your mind is in chaos since he came back and kissed you and you're torn between whether to drop the investigation out of fear of finding out what really happened or go ahead because you think you owe me" I bite the inside of my cheek as I tug at my shirt sleeve " And right now you want to ask me what happened in Colville Your brain is like it's in a blender!" True. I go from one thought to another, jumping with many emotions mixed with so many situations.

I sit up leaning on my knee. Everything that is happening lately is too much for one person to bear.

Of course… One person cannot handle the full weight of the situation. I shouldn't have hung up Jake like that, I could have asked him to stay on the phone like I asked him to last night, so I wouldn't feel alone. I better apologize for hanging up on him like that.

I pick up my phone and a chat appears. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Carter Are you going to tell me what you and MC have talked about?

----Jane has connected----

Jane Well, we talked about the discussion with Daliah

Carter That's all?

Jane Yeah What did you want us to talk about? 🤭 About you?

Carter And why were you going to talk about me?

Jane I was just kidding Is everything okay?

Carter Yeah, I was just thinking... As Daliah used to tell MC everything, if she had told her anything important

Jane No, the poor thing doesn't know anything 🙁 The truth is, I feel more sorry for her than for Daliah I have simply misjudged her for everything that happened to her

Carter It's good at least we cleared it up...

Jane By the way darling Since I have decided to help MC, can I ask if she told you anything? Since she was your best friend...

Carter You already know, if I knew something, I would have told it, you know that I am always very sincere But it's a shame, I don't know anything 😔 I know she was my best friend, but when it came to keeping secrets, she was very good at it

Jane And Grace? She also doesn't know who could kill her?

Carter Then she would have gone to help her the first time she knew who could kill her They were very close

Jane Ooh… So there is nothing we can do...

Carter Unfortunately, no

Jane I would love to be able to do something to help her 😔

Carter I know but it's impossible It would be better in the end to leave it in the hands of the police The only thing that MC will do is to get worse Or perhaps you have not found out what has happened?

Jane No, what? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

They stop talking as soon as Seo-ah finally connects in the group chat. I then remember Jake's words. Seo-ah knows Mike. She knows who he is and surely she must know that he was Daliah's lover. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Seo-ah Hi guys Sorry I didn't connect, there were problems at home 😔 I ran out of wifi! 😅

-----Mason has connected----

Mason SEO-AH!

----Grace has connected---- ----Ralph has connected ----

Mason I was worried about you!!! I thought Daliah's killer got you!!!

Seo-ah No he didn't Don't worry, I don't think he's interested 😅

Grace Seo-ah! 🥺 I was worried! You didn't take my calls!

Seo-ah Sorry, sorry… I didn't have coverage either I could have gone to see you all but... Anyway, I was busy

MC We are glad you are well 😊

Seo-ah Yes I am 😊

Ralph Hey… What's up?

Jane "Hey, what's up?" 😑 Nice way to say hello

Ralph I already know it

Jane 🤨

Carter We are glad that you have returned with us

Seo-ah From what I see, Jane has returned to the chat 😄

Jane Yeah, now I'm the favorite MC in the whole group 💅✨

Grace Hahaha 🤭 It's good to see we're all together

Seo-ah Has anything new been heard from Daliah's killer?

Carter Yes, there has been talk in the neighborhood that the police have gone to they house The killer has sent something to MC again

MC The news flies as always in Rosenschwarz

Grace Oh no… How did he find out?! Who has ratted on?! 😠 Who said that MC would be at her parents' house?!

Mason No idea! I have been at home all day, ordering some videos My mother can corroborate my alibi

Jane I've been talking to my father and the film festival 😩 Lots of work to do...

Ralph Grace and I were talking about… What was it?

Grace 😑 We were at the academy, talking about the short film we have to prepare But what's wrong with you? You've been weird all day...

Ralph I'm tired When you left, I fell asleep because last night I was ordering some photos to see the best scenarios for the short People, don't put off until tomorrow what you can do today. But from yesterday No wait, I think it's wrong...

Mason Heartwarming words 👏 I will say it in my Oscar speech

Carter And how are you MC? Everything okay with your parents?

MC My mom got nervous hearing the police, but I was able to calm her down Other than that, nothing more is known...

Grace God… Why does this have to happen? MC, who was with you when it happened

MC Elliot took me home

Grace Hmm…

Seo-ah What happen?

Grace Nothing, it's just that Elliot I don't trust him I think he is hiding something

MC But why? What reasons would he have?

Grace Resentment because Daliah dumped him And maybe because you're twins, he sees Daliah in you which drives him crazy But maybe it's because he's just the ex-boyfriend because I says so 🤷‍♀️

Jane That's like a B movie 🙄

Carter And I don't think I ever saw them argue Oh, and I was taking care of my brothers So they can show that I was with them

Seo-ah My family knows perfectly well that I was with them, so…

Ralph What if it was a hole of space and time that appeared at that moment, causing the killer in the past to open it and leave it in the cart?

Grace Uh…Ralph? Better leave it and go to sleep 😅 You are talking nonsense

Ralph At the command boss 👍 Good night

---- Ralph has disconnected ----

Grace Anyway… MC, what are your plans today? Since the murderer has annoyed your visit to your parents 😔

MC Nothing to do Just wait until tomorrow to bring me the new window for the store

Grace Mhm, I understand But can't you meet?

MC I'm sorry, but what has happened has affected me I dare not go outside today

Grace If you want, I can come see you 😊

MC No need, thanks for offering to keep me company, but I'm fine 🙂

Jane Also, call us if you need anything You know we'll be right at your house And I will bring everything you need for a fashionable morning!

MC Thank you Jane 😄 you are very kind

----Jane has disconnected----

Seo-ah Sorry guys, but I have to go now Duty calls me

Mason Hey Seo-ah, if you need internet you can come to my house if you want

Seo-ah Thanks Mason, maybe next time Goodbye everybody

----Seo-ah has disconnected----

Carter She has rejected you so many times that I can't even count them anymore 😂

----Mason has disconnected----

Grace Carter…

Carter He will pass as soon as he looks in the mirror

Grace 😩 Anyway… MC let me know if you need help

MC Oh yes, I would like to ask you about Colville Mason told me that Daliah was weird the last time they went

Grace Oh, sorry MC, Daliah kept what happened that day pretty well to herself I wish I could tell you 😢

MC Alright…

Grace I'm sorry… I'm not being very helpful... 😔

----Grace has disconnected----

MC Carter?

Carter Sorry 😟 me neither

MC Ok…

-----Carter has disconnected---- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I put my phone down, forgetting what I wanted to do. They all had an alibi. No one was alone.

I sigh trying to calm down. Grace continues to think that Elliot did something to Daliah. All because of the ex's theory. But if that were the case, on Friday he had the opportunity to kill me because he was watching me. He was in my apartment, I let him in. I thought something bad was going to happen, but actually, we just kissed.

Strange. Now thinking about Elliot's kiss makes my stomach churn. I shouldn't have done it. And it won't happen again. "Because there's only one man I want to kiss in my life." A shy smile escapes me, a nervous laugh. A shiver through my body invades me. I bring my hand to my lips, letting out a small moan. I can't forget that kiss. It distracts me too much from my responsibility to think about the investigation. They knock on the door and I get up in seconds. Could it be that they found something strange in the video?

I open the door and Elliot is there with a box in his hands. "A delivery man has left this for you" he tells me, handing it to me ". Sorry, after what happened, I took a look to see if it was another video camera" I look up, scared ". Luckily, it's not, it's just a piece of clothing, did you order something?" "I..." I look nervously at the box. An article of clothing? It doesn't put where it comes from. But this letter... I look at a corner of the paper. It has a small drawn eye "Yes, I asked for it… It's very…" I try to find the right words, because I don't even know what it is "Necessary." "Okay then" he taps on the door, looking at me doubtfully ". The delivery man is downstairs, I guess he will want you to pay him." Then I look in my bag for a bill and I give it to him. “Give it to him” I say quickly. I have to look out the window who he is. My heart is beating fast. Has Jake risked coming to Rosenschwarz to bring me this package? "And thank you for giving me." "You're welcome, MC" he smiles at me, taking the bill ". Try not to leave home for today, okay?" "Yeah" I nod and he smiles at her ". See you later, Elliot." "See you later, MC." He turns around and I close the door. I run into the living room and climb on the sofa, sitting on my knees to open the window. A dark-skinned man waits patiently for Elliot. He wears a cap and a vest as if he is a delivery man. He looks up at me with a smile. I recognize him, he is the waiter at Two Candles. He removes his cap with a bow. I laugh funny. Looks like Jake found a way to bring us together. Elliot walks up to him and gives him the bill, saying goodbye to him.

I sit normal on the couch, starting to open the box. Inside there is a black mask with a few rhinestones forming a butterfly. I run my thumb over, tracing the path. I smile and look again to see if there's anything else. A little yellow note at the bottom. Written in pen. ‘’In case you want to see me again :) ’’ I let out a nervous laugh, kissing the small piece of paper in my hands. Then I get a call. I don't hesitate to answer when I see who she is. "Jake!" I exclaim happily, picking up the mask again "Thank you very much! Is beautiful!" "I am glad you like it" I hear him chuckle. I put him on speakerphone, so I could hear him around the room. To feel that he is here ". I thought you better camouflage better than just a cap." "Well, I was also wearing sunglasses." "Ah, perfect, with that you avoid being recognized" he laughs again ". I've been reading all the chats" his intonation has changed, he seems more serious ". I quite amused when Carter told Jane that he is sincere." "Why?" "Let me show you with Daliah's new diary entry." I wait for him to finish writing and look at the file he sent me. I read the content, quite surprised. Carter and Daliah? Why would Carter do that? If he loves Jane so much, how could he do that to her? "I feel like I'm from the tabloids right now" I finally respond to the new content ". Jane is going to have more reason to continue to hate Daliah even in death." "And the next dead body that turns up will probably be Carter's when Jane finds out." I laugh even though it's not funny at all, but seeing Jake involved like this is pretty funny ". We will have to wait for the next file to be decrypted if it is about Carter, we have been lucky twice already that we were able to get them from Jane and Mason." "Have you seen that Seo-ah has appeared?" "Yes, but I have read that she has lied to you" I settle on the sofa, curious about his words ". She has not received a call, her brother has received them." "Does Seo-ah have a brother?" "Yes, and her brother seems to know Grace" I nod as I listen ", perhaps she knows him and that is why she called him." "Then I don't see anything strange in that." “The brother knows Mike” Jake continues and I sit up on the couch “, they seem to be friends from the way I saw them talking." “Okay, let's think about it” I put my hand to my head, thinking about all this news “there is a relationship between these four people: Grace, Seo-ah's brother, Mike, and Seo-ah." "Write Rocco down on the list, too" I blink, surprised ", I saw him leave his apartment and they were hugging." "Are they a couple?" "Maybe, although the brother was crying." I hear him make a sound in his throat ". But perhaps we are speculating too much that it has everything to do with Daliah. Perhaps also the brother has not said that he is from Evergreed either." "But I don't remember having seen the brother in Rosenschwarz..." I start to think if at some point I have seen them together. Even if Daliah mentioned that Seo-ah had a brother, because knowing my sister, I'm sure she would comment on anything about him: if he's handsome, if he's ugly, if he's nice, arrogant... She would have told me any detail. "Then he might be the contact person in case Seo-ah doesn't get calls" I nod, and Jake continues ". Next topic: The alibis of the group." "There is no one who was alone, they were accompanied…" "Do you think we can rule out your sister's group of friends?" I stay for a moment thinking, discard them? Well, I'm sure Grace wouldn't be able to do it when they were both best friends. Carter… He had reasons and Ralph… I don't even know what Ralph is like, he's really weird. One day he seems friendly and the next he seems very distant. Maybe it's like Grace told me, that he's a lonely guy. It's not at all unusual to be lonely, I am too. “So we need to know who it may have been through all that Daliah left us” I get up from the couch, walking across the dining room “, but for now, let's not rule out Carter. Crimes of passion are quite common." "The most dangerous crimes." "And if Carter was always arguing with Daliah about it…" "I would not want Jane to find out in any way." I hug myself in fear. Carter seemed like a good boy. Imagining that… Like Richy… He also seemed like a nice person. Until he cheated on me. "MC" I approach the phone, squatting down next to it. "Yes?" "Let us not forget about Elliot either" I roll my eyes, ", that he is after you now after Daliah's death makes him even more suspicious." "Why? Can't you accept that he might be true that he likes me?" I ask him, although I also doubt that he really likes me, why deny it. And the truth... I'm terrified that he might use me as a double.

Jake is silent, not answering my question. Little by little I think I began to understand it. But rather, understand everything. The conversations about Phil and Jake calling Jessy Jessica after we went on that virtual date. How come I didn't notice before? Maybe because no one had ever had that level of interest in me. "Are you jealous?" I ask surprised and blushing, not believing what was really happening. "Are you jealous of Elliot? And you were also jealous of Phil?" So, my suspicions that I had a few days ago that he was jealous of Elliot were true "Were you calling Jessy Jessica about the date we had on phone?" I can hear him clearing his throat, is he nervous? Really? Well, I can understand it from Elliot, but was he really with Phil? The one who I kept rejecting and annoyed me when he told me I was cute? “No, I am not” he tells me, and I can hear his voice shake ". It is only my concern for you, nothing more." "Okay, I believe you" I replied, her cheeks burning. Thinking that he was interested even from the chat with Jessy makes me even more nervous ". Well, since I can go a little more undercover now, I thought… could you let Mike know if we can meet up tonight?" "Tonight?" He asks me almost confused "Do you want to come today?" "Only if he can meet" I become serious, forgetting about the situation from a few seconds ago ". I can't miss this opportunity Jake and this week I'm busy with the shop, I have to fix it..." "Right, then I will ask him then" I can notice a smile when saying those words. He's happy to know I'm coming ". But I will make him choose a quiet place." I let out a laugh. I had a terrible time on Friday and I don't want to feel uncomfortable again. But I was lucky that Jake was with me to put up with it. As it will happen again. "They let me know when there's a change of police officer" I answered with a happy smile ", so when I see that he begins to settle in the place, I'll take the opportunity to escape." "I have a feeling I am having a bad influence on you." "No, don't worry, I do it because it's my choice." I rest my head on my spleens, excited. Not only will I ask Mike about Daliah, but I'll spend the night with Jake again. Because as they said at the station, at ten o'clock they let trains pass in Evergreed. My heart races at the thought of it. I had never done anything like this. Spend the night away from home with a guy. My boyfriend…

I bite my lip, excited. I know Jake is going to take care of me like Friday, I trust him. Then in the morning, I'll be right back. “Honey, you're drooling.” Daliah tells me from the couch, with a laugh. I put my hand over my mouth, embarrassed. Good thing he hasn't seen it. "I will go right now to let him know" he sounds almost excited ". I will let you know as soon as he tells me the time and place, love, see you soon." "Jake!" I exclaim, nervous again "Stop calling me that on phone." He laughs and a small complaint escapes me. "Alright, I will stop doing it on cell phone." "Thank you-" "Then I will tell you when I go to pick you up at the station." I hide my face in the crook of my arms. I'm burning. Completely. He said it in such a profound way that if I hadn't decided to get close to the ground, I would have already fallen from my nerves. "See you soon." I say more calmly. I hang up and drop to the ground, fixing myself on the ceiling. Dizzy. With the feeling of floating in the air.

I have to tell my heart to calm down or it will burst out of my chest uncontrollably.

*Jake POV*

When MC told me that she wanted to come, I tried to calm myself down. I felt that my body was reacting only to my impulses, wanting to stop waiting and go for her.

I continue to fix the computers. I need the money. At least for tonight. If MC comes, it means that she will have to stay the night and I have to take care of her, see if she needs anything for dinner or I do not know, maybe she has some tea to sleep? Last time I did not take it into account because she caught us by surprise. "I have to make a list of everything she needs." I tell myself nervously. I have to relax, then I will. Now I must finish the job.

Once I get paid—not as much as Rocco told me, but enough to get by—I pick up my phone and text Mike. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

??? I have news from MC.

----Mike has connected----

Mike Wow, how fast! Well, what did she tell you?

??? She will come today.

Mike You must be happy then, right Jakie? 😏 I got hard when MC told me that she was coming ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I pinch the bridge of my nose. Starting to get angry. MC, he said. Not Daliah. He even had her as MC on his cell phone. And I have told MC that I am not jealous… Well now I think that I really am, but because I cannot believe that someone like him would say her name. <<Calm down…>> ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Mike Shit, sorry I meant to say Daliah It's that I also had her as an MC on my phone

??? Yes, I figured it out.

Mike I don't think you'll be very amused that I say these things to you with your girl's name

??? Well, no. So I would appreciate it if you would please remember that it was Daliah you were with. MC is the complete opposite of her.

Mike I already noticed She didn't seem very interested in me despite my attractiveness.

??? Can you stop joking?

Mike OK I try to just be your friend 😩

??? As I said, I do not need you as a friend.

Mike Well partners Not allies, not friends, just partners. Anything you need, I'll do it And even more after showing me those documents...

??? Can you focus on what matters right now?

Mike Yes of course partner We can meet then at Two Candles I have my reservation there

??? No. Nothing to go to Two Candles.

Mike Your girlfriend was too impressed with the place, huh? Don't worry, nothing about Two Candles Although after talking, you could take a room there ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A wave of heat runs through my body at the thought of what he has said. It is not necessary, I already have my room in the hostel. <<Wait, no, that' is not what I am referring to…>> I nervously think about her in my bed. Shit... I have to get back quickly... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

??? Michael. Keep saying that stuff of MC and I swear I will turn you over to the authorities.

Mike Ok, saying my full name has panicked me I remembered my father Ok, I know a place where people go to have a good time

??? Again?

Mike Not that way you think People go to dance, have a few drinks with friends It's alright, the people are nice

??? Does it have to be in a public place?

Mike I want to make sure you’re not going to hanging me again I try not to want to die, you know? And I'm sure it will be good for you You were a little tense, you need to relax

??? Her sister has died. How did you want her to react with you, that she had just found out about your existence?

Mike Let me guess: She is the nice one of the couple

??? I will let you know when MC is in Evergreed.

Mike Alright See you then today partner 👌

----Mike has disconnected---- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I put my cell phone away and open the mask a little to take a deep breath. Suddenly, I have a lot on my mind and I have to make a list of what she may need tonight. I wanther to have a better night than Friday.

Arriving at the hostel, I look at the computers. No file decrypted. I take out my cell phone and send the message to MC. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Nym-0s Done. I have spoken with Mike. He will let me know the meeting place when you are in Evergreed. In case you cannot come.

----MC has connected----

MC Wonderful 😊 I'll let you know when I leave the station then

Nym-0s By the way. I thought you might need something and I can buy it for you.

MC Oh no I don't need nothing I will go prepared ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

MC erases and writes a few times, until he stops. I arch an eyebrow, curiously, what did she want to say? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Nym-0s You are well?

MC Um… It's just that I remembered before that the train doesn't come at ten... So…

Nym-0s You were thinking about whether to bring you clothes to sleep, right?

MC Sorry… Is new for me…

Nym-0s You can do it if you feel comfortable sleeping in your pajamas :) That way you do not sleep with your clothes on.

MC OK…

Nym-0s Calm down. Everything will be fine.

MC I hope so… I'm a little worried about what Mike knows

Nym-0s I will be by your side. And if you need to, hold my hand tight if you think we have to go.

MC Thanks Jack... Well I'll let you know then 😊

Nym-0s And I will be waiting for you impatiently ;)

----MC has connected---- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I put down my phone and take a deep breath.

It will not be long before I can see her again.

Chapter 19

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itstheantiheroesforme · 2 years

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my controversial shadow & bone (show) opinions

Please dont hate me, I just have lots of thoughts on season 2 okay

Im sorry no shade to the actor but Patrick Gibson is not my Nikolai and he never will be. He delivers the lines from the books well enough but he looks like somebody's dad. He looks like he's forty. And his eyes dont glitter. He does not look like a puppy. He's not pretty enough. Idk it just didn't work for me.

Speaking of! I will die mad that Nikolai and Sturmhond look literally exactly the same. Like what. No. Why. Come on.

I dont like Ben Barnes. I liked him when he was prince Caspian but I dont like him as the Darkling. Some of his moments in season two were really well-acted, but again, he's too old and he just doesn't do it for me.

Book alina = loml. Show alina = annoying.

Basically I think the casting director fell flat for pretty much every character in the shadow & bone portion of the show. They went off with the crows though. Freddy carter and jack Wolfe and Danielle Galligan? Chefs kiss.

Pekka Rollins is hot.

I saw someone say that season 2 was like they took the second two grisha books and both the crows books and put them in a blender and I could not agree more. Im hoping there was some clever purpose behind the way they structured season 2 but honestly? It was a m e s s . Not that I didn't enjoy it. But still. Wtf.

THE DARKLINGS DEATH WAS SO BAD. okay so they mostly stuck to the book BUT it was over too fast and they skipped some of the best lines and honestly it didn't hit the way the book did. Don't let me be alone????

ALSO why do we not call him the Darkling? Like why not? He is the Darkling. Wtf is Kirigan? Sorry that's the Darkling. Calling him Aleksander from the beginning kinda screwed one of the most emotional points of his story.

I dont like Tamar. I love book Tamar but I dont like show Tamar. No I will not elaborate.

The little "shadow & bone" graphics at the start of every episode were tacky as fuck.

They showed too much of Kaz's backstory too soon.

Mal leaving alina in the end? Yes please give this couple some depth.

Mal becoming sturmhond? No thank you.

Also I didn't like how they skipped over so much of Mal's character in the show. What about his asshole arc? We had to read hundreds of pages of him being a massive jerk to Alina about her powers, her bond with the Darkling, her desire to save ravka, etc etc. Mal is a jerk but the show said no no he's nice he's sweet.

Totally random but I wish they weren't all British.

GIVE ME DARKLINA YOU COWARDS. Okay so y'all darklina bitches know what I'm talking about - why did they change that scene??? Darklina should've been endgame imo.

And one noncontroversial opinion: tolya is the best part of the books and the best part of the show can I get a amen

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squishmallow36 · 1 year

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Fitz Vacker and the Secret Museum: I am Howard Carter

^note: title follows naming conventions of the original xavier riddle and the secret museum episodes

Summary: Biana and Fitz's family owns a museum and also a secret museum that can go back in time. Dex is friend who gets brought along for reasons. In this oneshot, they go back in time to visit Howard Carter because Fitz can't solve a crossword puzzle.

Word count: 3587 (the exact same number as my Alan Turing one. Are you proud of me? You should be)

Tw: nausea, dizziness

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Ready for adventure? 🎵Who's that kid who can travel through time? Fitzroy Vacker and the Secret Museum! Which great heroes will we find? Fitzroy Vacker and the Secret Museum! Every single boy and girl Has what it takes to... Change the world! Fitzroy Vacker and the Secret Museum! Dex! And Biana! And the Secret Museum! Dr. Zoom and the Secret Museum! Fitzroy Vacker and the Secret Museum. Shhh.🎵

Fitz steps out into the blank white space created by the Secret Museum. Dex isn’t totally sure how it can conjure things out of nowhere, but if it can manage time travel, it can do whatever it pleases for all xe cares.

Xe doesn’t even understand how the Secret Museum came to be. Or how the time travel works.

Xe gives him a thumbs up that xe turned the camera on and he says in his gorgeous, crisp accent, “Hi there, and welcome to the show!”

Around a year ago, they started filming their adventures through history and posting them on YouTube because they were bored. Everyone watching--mostly kids, at least, according to YouTube--is led to believe that they’re making extremely historically accurate videos, not actual time travel.

Besides, it’s free advertisement for Fitz and Biana’s parents’ non-secret Museum, and it’s not like there’s a rule that says the Secret Museum has to be, you know, secret. Other than the name but that could’ve been created arbitrarily somewhere in the Vacker line

“Today we’re going to meet an ah-mazing person: Howard Carter,” Fitz continues, running a hand through his newly dyed dusty rose hair.

Dex sighs inwardly. Oh, he looks so good in pink.

Another thing xe doesn’t know is if Fitz’s voice catches on the first syllable of ‘amazing’ on purpose or that’s one of his adorable unconscious habits.

Xe steps out in front of the camera to stand next to him. “Howard Carter was an Egyptologist.”

Biana pokes out from stars know where. “That means he studied Ancient Egypt, which existed for more than three thousand years and was founded more than five thousand years ago!”

A wave of dizziness hits xem and xe, subconsciously, reaches for Fitz’s hand to steady xemself. Time scales like that have always made xor head spin, even if xe has been doing this for a decade.

Five year olds probably shouldn’t be trusted with time travel, but that’s what you get when you meet someone in kindergarten and then proceed to never leave them alone for more than five minutes. Which is hyperbole, of course. If that was literal, Dex would’ve run away long, long ago.

Fitz’s hand squeezes xor own. “He discovered the tomb of King Tutankhamun, and in it, tons of artifacts.”

Dex looks at Fitz to avoid being aware the camera exists. “He spent nearly a decade excavating and cataloging his finds.”

“And he may have released a curse on himself and his fellow archaeologists for disturbing King Tut’s tomb,” Biana adds, smiling evilly.

Fitz is the only one of the three that cares enough to attempt to pronounce the fancy words. That is, words with more than, like, five letters. And he’s good at it, so everything works out. Biana doesn’t care enough to try and Dex’s face never wants to cooperate.

Dex narrowly avoids burying xor face into Fitz’s shoulder. “Curse? What do you mean curse?”

“Oh boy. Maybe we should start the show.” He presses the large red button that only serves to offer a nice place to cut the footage while editing. It makes Dex’s life marginally easier, which makes up for itself a thousand times over.

The next day, ae finds Fitz sitting in one of the benches that are more comfortable than they look across from Verdi.

“Hey, Fitz. Fancy seeing you here,” ae says, sitting next to him.

“Oh, hi, Biana,” he replies, not even looking up.

Dex wanders past a few minutes later. “Ooh a crossword puzzle!” Xe sits on Fitz’s other side despite the lack of space. “Five across is Charlie Chaplin.”

Fitz’s eyes flicker to Dex’s. “Wait, really?”

He scribbles the answer down as Dex nods.

“Yeah, don’t you remember meaning him?”

Biana supplements, “We had to cheer up Laedy Sassyfur. Ce got grape jellied. It was a very sad day.”

“Oh, right…” Fitz studies his puzzle. “Any guess what three down is? It’s my last one.”

“Most famous dinosaur.” Biana reads. “Why don’t you ask Verdi? Ve’s a T. rex. Ve might know the T. rex George Washington or something.”

Fitz exhales slowly. “Bi, fossils can’t talk. Even if ve did know the T. rex equivalent of George Washington, it’s not like ve could tell us.”

“Well, with that attitude, I guess you’ll just have to leave it blank. Unless…?”

Dex already knows where aer thought process took aer. Xe mumbles, “Don’t say it, don’t say it, don’t say it…”

“To the Secret Museum!”

Biana starts running, Fitz trailing a few paces behind aer.

“You said it,” Dex sighs. “Wait up!” Xe chases after them.

It looks like Fitz’s knee is having a not-horrible day. We’ve at least got that going for us.

Biana has decided that today they get to enter through the Egypt exhibit, where they have to line up with hieroglyphs they’ve been taller than for several years, but at least the Secret Museum still recognizes the attempt as valid so it doesn’t really matter. Unlike the dragon throne that fits at max two of them, and that doesn’t work.

“I wonder who the Secret Museum will send us to meet,” Fitz says, tracing the familiar figures. It’s a replica so there’s no reason to worry about his human oils destroying precious artifacts.

“And where we’ll go!” Biana smiles.

“And when,” Dex finishes, slightly green at the mere thought of the dizziness that comes with time travel.

They run through the wings of the scarab beetle that open up to reveal the Secret Museum in all its glory. It takes a slide down a fireman pole to actually reach it though.

As ae begins sliding down, ae calls out, “Look out below!” Nearing the ground, ae greets Keefe, a spherical red robot that assists them on their travels.

Fitz is next, sliding down the pole and waiting a reasonable distance away for Dex to follow him after running a mental pros and cons list for the eighty-four thousandth time.

Keefe beeps at xem like an affectionately exasperated parent as xe hits the ground ungracefully. Fitz helps xem up and they head together toward the central dais, Fitz beginning to hum excitedly.

Biana is already waiting for them up there. “We’re getting something!”

Up at the podium, Dex begins studying the artifact suspended in the bluish haze. “What is it?”

“Well, it looks like two weird-looking ovals. And they’ve got a line under them?” Biana describes, unhelpfully.

“Whatever they are, they belonged to him,” Fitz points at the curved screen displaying a guy with a mustache and a hat, “Howard Carter. That’s who we’re going to meet!”

“In England, in 1892,” Biana reads from aer side of the screen.

“That’s over a hundred years ago!” Dex might be ahead in math but this and making sure xe gets enough cheese sticks is the only time xe uses it outside of class.

That’s not that long ago…I won’t get too dizzy. It’ll be fine.

“I just hope he knows a lot about dinosaurs,” Fitz says, unfolding the crossword he jammed into his pocket to glance at it one last time for a reason Dex couldn’t describe.

“Only one way to find out…Ready for adventure?” Biana asks, holding out aer hand for a hand stack.

“Ready!” Fitz replies immediately, laying his hand on top of aers.

“...solid maybe.” Dex leans into Fitz for a moment, trying to hold onto the feeling of not spinning midair. Xe joins the hand stack. “Okay, now I’m ready.”

Keefe makes robot noises as they begin levitating.

Biana announces, “Here we go!” with that saccharine sweetness only achievable by a potent blend of caffeine and bi lesbianism.

Fitz ruffles Dex’s hair as he says, “It’s happening!”

“Hang on Laedy Sassyfur!” Biana calls, balancing cer on aer head for safekeeping. Don’t ask.

Scenes from all throughout history whirl around them, as does Dex’s stomach. Xe latches onto Fitz’s arm desperately in a last ditch effort as the time currents do their best to make xem somersault.

With a zap, a gorgeous Victorian estate materializes around them, filled wall to wall with artifacts. The simple white cards describing each object are short, most barely filling a sentence.

“So this is England in 1892,” says Fitz, already distracted by a pretty table. You can’t really blame him. It’s an octagon.

“Hey, I wonder if that’s Howard Carter,” Biana says, referring to a boy across the room that looks vaguely like the picture in the Secret Museum.

Keefe beeps a few times, confirming Biana’s theory. Fitz nods, “Yep. Thanks, Keefe.”

Biana doesn’t wait to ditch Dex and Fitz in their native nerd habitat. “Hi there,” ae says to Howard, almost as focused in painting a painting of an old pot as Fitz is the crown molding.

“Hello,” he replies absentmindedly.

Ae points to each of them as ae introduces them. “I’m Biana, that’s Fitz, and that’s Dex. It’s nice to meet you.”

“I’m Howard, lovely to meet you.”

“That’s a nice painting you’ve got there. Wait…does that bowl have feet? Is it supposed to have feet?” Dex asks.

“Well, not much is known about the bowl itself, but it’s been dated to circa 3700-3450 BCE, and the hieroglyph in front means ‘to bring.’” Howard answers.

Biana gets distracted by another interesting pot, asking, “What’s this pot? It has a face.”

Has a face it certainly does. And it’s not the most beautiful face that could’ve been carved into a pot. But maybe that’s the erosion. It’s probably a kjipillion years old. It’s allowed to be a little dented.

“It looks like one of your art projects, Bi.” Fitz smiles.

Biana laughs. “Yeah, it does. Maybe someday I’ll be featured in an art museum.”

“I’m not quite sure what that pot is,” Howard ays. “Check the plaque under it. I find that looking around for a bit and looking from a new perspective can sometimes find you the answers you’re searching for.”

“Good idea,” Biana nods, reading from the plaque, “Bes was a common deity depicted on pottery throughout Egyptian history. He was portrayed as short and ugly, with his face and tail resembling a lion. Because children were not judgmental of his appearance, he became the protector god of children. Huh. Interesting.”

Fitz leans against the door frame, trying to look around without actually wandering around. “Does this place have a dinosaur exhibit?”

“No, sorry. You’re going to have to go south if you want dinosaurs. Around here, history’s a bit more recent. Got some nice Bronze Age artifacts, though.”

“I don’t see how this is supposed to help me solve my crossword puzzle.”

Keefe beeps, queuing up their next location because nothing can be simple and let Fitz figure out the answer before going to a dozen places. We couldn’t have Googled the answer?

Dex sighs. “Oh, great. More time travel. Just what I needed today.”

The time travel magic zaps them to the middle of the desert. Which isn’t actually that far from civilization, but has all the sand that comes with it.

“Where are we?” Biana asks, spinning around like ae’s playing geoguessr.

“When are we?” Dex asks. Xe would join aer if xe wasn’t so dizzy already from the time travel. It’s probably in the realm of threeish decades later if the nausea is any indication.

Keefe beeps.

“Keefe says we’re in Luxor, Egypt, in 1922,” Fitz answers.

Biana stops spinning suddenly. “Hey, look, it’s Howard!” Ae waves to him. “Hi, Howard!”

Howard approaches them, brushing dust from his clothes. It doesn’t seem to make an impact.

Fitz smiles. “This is an ah-mazing operation you’ve got going here.”

“Thanks.” Howard takes off his hat and runs a hand through his hair as he looks back. “I’m the site manager here at Wādī al-Mulūk (وادي الملوك).”

The way Fitz flinches is only explained by Biana elbowing him, whisper-hissing, “Fitz, we need the translator.”

Howard doesn’t give Fitz a chance to turn it on, instead explaining, “It’s the Valley of the Kings, to you and me. There are dozens of pharaohs’ tombs around here, although we haven’t found much over these past few seasons of work.”

Dex draws in the sand with xor foot as xe comments, “Well, that’s certainly disappointing.”

At the same time Biana asks, “What’s a pharaoh?”

Someone clearly did not read aer Kane Chronicles. That’s something ae should know.

“So you know how there are kings, emperors, tsars, et cetera?” Howard asks, establishing his background information just in case ae has been living under a rock for a while.

Which is…entirely possible.

“And presidents!” Biana adds excitedly to Howard’s list. Ae’s one goal in life has been to be president since before ae could walk.

“Well, that’s a bit different because presidents are elected to their office instead of power being passed down hereditarily, but that could also work as an analogy. A pharaoh is simply the Ancient Egyptian term for a monarch.”

“Ooh, cool. When I’m president, I should change my official title to pharaoh.”

Howard smiles amusedly. “There is a bit of messiness regarding when pharaohs actually began to be called pharaohs, as is with everything in Ancient Egypt. There’s loads of history and we only have small bits and pieces of it.”

Fitz, ever helpful, asks, “Anything we can do to assist in filling in some of those gaps?”

Howard considers for a moment, likely debating whether he can trust them anywhere near the delicate ancient artifacts. “Well…we are running a bit low on water carriers at the moment. All the water bottles are here, it’s just a matter of running them back and forth from town.”

Biana smirks. “Come on, Fitz. Laedy Sassyfur and I bet we can carry more water than you!”

No one knows why ae has to make this into a competition, but for some reason ae does. He doesn’t even try to keep up with aer. Ae needs to get aer excess energy out somehow and trudging around in the dry heat is a good way to do that.

About two steps later, Fitz’s foot decides to not cooperate as he falls forward. This is why we don’t trust him outside.

“Fitz! Are you okay?” Dex holds out a hand to help him up.

“Yeah, I just tripped on that very annoying rock right there.”

Fitz steps away from the most evilest stone ever as Howard looks closer, studying it, brows drawn.

“Hang on, this rock doesn’t seem to have cleaved naturally.” He brushes away some dust with a brush, even if it doesn’t do much as more sand falls onto it.

Darth Vader’s anti-sand rant makes much more sense now. Doesn’t make it a good line of dialogue, but at least it is understandable.

Howard calls back to the people milling about just, you know, around. “Can I get an extra pair of hands over here?”

Clearly Dex and Fitz aren’t qualified enough to be trusted with anything.

“You know, that kind of looks like a staircase,” Dex remarks.

“Indeed it does, Dex. And it might just lead to something.”

An unknown length of time that feels like it’s been years passed in the stifling heat, and everyone has sand in places they didn’t know they had.

Fitz stops for a breather, pushing his hair, on the opposite side of artfully messy, back with a hand. “Ugh, it’s been hours. How long does it take to dig out a single staircase?”

“Laedy Sassyfur is so tired ce could fall over!” Biana adds, and Laedy Sassyfur seems to sigh.

“Me too, Lady Sassyfur. Me too,” Dex agrees.

Fitz looks at the few steps that have been unearthed at an excruciatingly slow pace, blinking heavily.

“Am I seeing things or are there two circley things in the sand? Kinda…like the things in the Secret Museum!”

Howard holds up a notebook open to a page with a similar symbol on it. “Do they look like this?”

“Well, there’s nothing in the middle, but yeah,” Fitz answers.

Howard climbs back up to surface level, preparing a whole lecture for Biana, Fitz, and Dex. Because this is probably something they should’ve known.

But considering Bi didn’t know what a pharaoh was, he can’t assume that they know anything.

“Those “circley things” are called cartouches. They’re the way Ancient Egyptians denoted a name in Hieratic script. Usually they’re filled in with hieroglyphs spelling the person’s name, but something must have worn this one away. So there’s a very good chance this is yet another pharaoh’s tomb, and hopefully we learn something interesting from it. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must send a telegram to Lord Carnarvon at once. Thank you, Fitz. I wouldn’t have been able to see anything from where I was.”

As he walks off into town, Fitz is hit by a realization. “So…looking from a new perspective helped him find the answers he was looking for!”

Keefe makes some robot noises to deliver one final bit of trivia. There’s speculation that Howard Carter and Lord Carnarvon were in a relationship of the cognate variety. Do with that information what you will.

“Yeah, I can definitely see that,” Biana replies to it. “Those were definitely gay little thoughts going on in that gay little head when he mentioned him.”

Fitz simply nods, keeping on a one track mind of that crossword puzzle. You can’t really blame him, though.

“Keefe? Let’s go home. I know how to finish my crossword puzzle!”

A zap takes them back to the present time in the museum lobby across from Verdi, Dex’s head left spinning.

Fitz picks up the crossword puzzle, thinking so hard it’s surprising steam isn’t coming out of his ears. “A new perspective…like upside down!”

“That seems incredibly unsafe,” Dex mumbles, wobbling to a nice, safe spot on a bench to live for a few weeks.

Fitz climbs up one of the lion statues, attempting and failing to twist around enough to see upside down. “It’s fine, Dex.”

“You sound like Keefe!”

This spot apparently was not good enough as he gets up and runs to the stairs to get to the balcony.

“What are you doing now? Wait up!” Dex calls after him.

“You know, it would be easier to let him run around.” Biana says. Like ae’s superior to them.

“If you don’t make sure your own brother doesn’t fall off the second floor, I’ll have to.”

Biana huffs, most of which is exaggeration. “He’s your boyfriend. You get to take care of him.”

Before Dex can respond with a well-deserved eye roll, Fitz asks, “Hey, what does that plaque under Verdi say?”

Biana is closer, so ae gets to read. “This full-size Tyrannosaurus rex model was made in the 1960s. At that time, only five T. rex skeletons had ever been found. All were incomplete, leaving many questions about this prehistoric animal unanswered. Since then, paleontologists have uncovered more than 25 additional T. rex skeletons, including some that are nearly complete.”

“Tyrannosaurus rex fits!” As Fitz fills in the last page, holding it above his head, Dex convinces xemself that he’s doing to drop the pencil right onto xor head. “Now onto the next one! Anyone know anything about World War Two?”

Biana promptly leaves as Dex gets xor phone out to Google the answers secretly so xe looks smarter than xe is.

An hour and another crossword later, Fitz wanders into the white space of filming intros and outros, looking for Biana. “What’s a seven-letter word for a three dimensional triangle?”

Biana rolls aer eyes. “Another crossword puzzle?”

“Yeah, why?” he asks innocently. There’s no innocence behind those gorgeous teal eyes.

“This is the third one today! And it’s not even noon yet!”

“And to think, I never would’ve finished the first one if it wasn’t for Howard Carter.”

Biana glares into Keefe’s robotic soul.

Dex finally finds them, making sure the camera is on (it’s always on. Fitz and Biana don’t seem to know how to turn it off.) because this would probably make a good outro after some editing, and it doesn’t require writing an actual script. And not having to do things is a good thing.

“Thanks to him, we know so much about Ancient Egypt. Even if he did release a curse on us all,” xe says not trying to disguise the fact xe’s talking to a camera.

Fitz smiles, ruffling a hand through Dex’s hair. “Curses aren’t real, darling.”

“How do you know that?” xe replies, eyes narrowed.

“Because it’s an unfalsifiable hypothesis.” Before Dex tries to argue that’s exactly why curses are real, Fitz turns to the camera, escaping this conversation by saying, “Thanks for joining us on our ah-mazing adventure to meet Howard Carter, who used to be a kid, just like you and me!”

Biana says aer pre-scripted line with zero enthusiasm. “So kids like you can change the world. I am Biana.”

“I am Dex.”

“I am Fitz, and I know that looking around for a bit and looking from a new perspective can sometimes find you the answers you’re searching for, just like Howard Carter.”

Fitz smiles his movie-star smile, squeezing Dex’s hand.

As their eyes meet, it shifts, becoming more real, eyes crinkling in the corners.

But before Dex is forced to spend another century editing footage, Biana turns off the camera.

“Since when can you turn that off?” xe asks, exasperated.

Ae smirks, wandering off to who knows where. Probably off to go find Sophie. Or have gay thoughts over world leaders. Maybe both at the same time.

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