#dean is only alive because she think of him as the butler

[klbwriting]

Our Strange Duet

Chapter 5: One Step

Fandom: Red Hood

Pairing: Jason Todd x f!reader

Warnings: none, unless shitty dad Bruce is a warning

Summary: YN confronts Bruce while Jason runs away

Taglist: @deans-spinster-witch

One step at a time - Anastasia

               YN avoided looking at the cast list Sunday, instead choosing to ignore the email she received.  Speaking with Bruce Wayne was more important at the moment.  She had so many questions.  Why her mother?  Why give them money and send them away?  Why not just talk to Jason?  He had to know that he was alive now, between the video and now Red Hood stalking the streets more openly, with Nightwing by his side most nights, he had to know that his older sons were working together, so why not approach them?  She was getting answers today, right from the source.  Well, she hoped so at least as she arrived at the gate, pressing the buzzer.  A voice cracked over the speaker asking for her name and if she had an appointment.  She gave her name only and waited. 

Just when she thought the gate wasn’t going to budge it creaked open and she climbed the hill, entering the grounds of Wayne Manor.  She looked around, trying to imagine what it must have been like for Jason, a ten-year-old, to be brought here to live.  He could play anywhere he wanted, run his energy off for hours on a beautiful lawn, there was probably a pool and tennis courts, maybe a full-fledged playground somewhere.  The woods surrounding the property contained hours of exploring potential and she almost laughed, thinking about Dick and Jason in the trees, doing flips and trying to show off for each other.  How strange it must have been for Jason to wake up and realize that this was all gone, that Bruce had pretty much abandoned him to his fate.  She wondered if Jason ever drove by the manor and remembered his childhood.  Were the memories nice?  Or sour in his stomach now?

The front door was already open when YN got there, the butler, Alfred, standing there to greet her.  He took her bag, setting it on a side table before leading her into a sitting room off the main hall.  Once again, she was struck by the home, imaging Jason there, getting into trouble.  She almost smiled a little, then became sad. The look in his eyes the few times he had talked about this place, he was ruined by this place, by what he had lost.  She was heartbroken until Bruce Wayne walked in, then she just felt anger.

“I see you have figured out who the donor was,” Bruce began, moving to sit in a chair, motioning for her to sit in another one.  She sat down, eyes narrowed at him.  “I wasn’t expecting you to be so angry.”

“I’m not angry about the money,” she said.  “But I will no longer accept it.  And the apartment, I have already packed and told them I will be breaking the lease.  You can cover the cost of that, I don’t want it.”  He looked surprised, then annoyed.

“You need a place to live while you study.  That grant will only cover tuition,” he said.  She shrugged. 

“I’ll move in with Jason and Dick then,” she said.  The name Jason seemed to slap Bruce in the face.  He went from looking displeased to haunted before masking again.  “I already lied to him about where the apartment came from, I’ll come clean now that I know that you were supplying it.  I don’t want your money, Bruce Wayne.  I have enough deadbeat dads in my life, I don’t want to be indebted to one.”

“I am not…” Bruce started but she held up a hand.

“Why haven’t you tried to talk to him?” she asked, one hand clenching on the arm of the chair, the other a fist in her lap.  She wanted to scream at Bruce, tell him how much damage he did, how much Jason hurt because of him, but she wouldn’t, let him explain himself. 

“If he wanted to see me, he would come to me,” Bruce answered as if that were the end of it.  YN scoffed.  How idiotic were rich men that they just expected everyone to bend to them.

“You’re the parent Bruce, not Jason.  You should seek him out, you should have sought him out when he died, like Dick did, brought him back, like Dick did,” she said.  “The more you avoid him, the more you ignore him, the less likely it is he will come to you.”

“He was supposed to be here today, not you,” Bruce said cooly.  YN glared at him.  “He would find out about me being the donor and then come confront me.  Not you.”  She stared; glad she had gotten out of that apartment now.  He must have bugged it, hoping to spy.  How boring his summer must have been as she had just sat in her room, spending the days either trying to distract herself or just letting herself sob.  YN stood and shook her head.

“I’ll let him know when I see him next,” she said, heading towards the door, grabbing her bag and storming out.  She waited until she was a few streets away before calling Jason.  He didn’t answer, so she messaged him instead, telling him she would visit Dick’s later.  She needed to clear her head and work on finding a new place to live before it got dark out.

Jason had waited for Dick to get home from the gym and lunch with Barbara before demanding they do something together.  Something that they could talk while doing, unplugged, just them.  Dick grabbed his stuff, loaded the car and they headed into the woods to the North of the city.  It was a good day for a hike, late August, so hot but having cooled off some in the last few days.  It would probably be scorching again tomorrow, but today they could spend the early afternoon climbing the small peaks and valleys of the forest.  Jason could talk and Dick could listen, and vice versa. 

“So, what is with the hike Jay?” Dick asked after a half an hour of walking in silence, leaving Jason to his thoughts.  They weren’t great thoughts.  He kept wondering why Bruce would just abandon him, not once, but twice it felt like.  Did Dick know?  Did Bruce call him often to get updates on him?  Or did they talk, and pretend Jason wasn’t there still? 

“Did you know Bruce was the donor for YN’s mom’s treatment?” he asked.  He had to know how much Dick was hiding from him.  He was behind his brother and nearly ran into him as Dick froze on the trail.

“He…WHAT?” Dick asked, turning around to stare at him.  The surprise in his eyes wasn’t fake, that much was easy to see.  Jason let out a relieved breath.  It would have been really annoying to have to leave Dick behind too, but he could only handle so many lies and half-truths at this point.  “I honestly thought it was Maroni trying to convince her to join him.”

“She thought that too at first, but Maroni apparently was livid she left the country, no, I went to see her last night and she showed me the bank statements, the company funneling the money for her.  Plostast Holdings.”  Dick sighed and looked down.

“Ah yes, Bruce and his anagrams,” he mumbled.  “Apparently letting me pick the company name was too boring so he’s forcing names on you lesser Robins.”  Jason cocked an eyebrow and let out a bark of unamused laughter.

“Lesser Robins?  Watch it I’ll cut you right now,” Jason said, pulling out a knife and dancing it between his fingers.  Dick rolled his eyes but pulled out a knife just in case his brother felt stabby.  “So, he didn’t tell you about his scheme?”

“No, he didn’t,” Dick admitted.  Jason couldn’t tell what bothered him more, not knowing or the scheme itself.  “He must have been trying to draw you out, probably thought if you found out about it that you’d confront him.” 

“Well, he’s wrong, I’m not going to him,” Jason said, moving now to keep walking.  He started running, wanting to feel the burn in his lungs.  He didn’t stop until they reached the overlook, and he could see the city below them.  He leaned on the railing, looking over everything and hating it.  But loving it.  The conflict warred in him.  Dick caught up to him and leaned on the railing, facing away from the city.

“What are you going to do if you’re not going to him?” Dick asked.  Jason shook his head.  “He won’t come to you, remember, that’s not how Bruce operates.”

“Well then I guess we’re at an impasse,” he answered.  “YN knows it was Bruce too.  She might confront him, but that’s her own thing.”  This time Dick let out a humorless laugh.

“You think that she is going to confront him for herself?  She is going for you, so that you don’t have to,” Dick said.  “Make sure when you see her next you do something special, if she’s going after Bruce, she’s going to deserve at least some flowers.”

“We should head back to the city, I’m sure the cast list is out by now,” Jason said, ignoring Dick’s implications.  Dick let the matter slide and they headed down the trail, driving back to the city. 

Once back home Jason checked his phone.  He had a missed call from YN and a message saying she would see him later, neither thing was concerning to him.  He checked him email and shook his head.  Phantom – Jason Todd.  She was right, he was a madman again, at least this time he got a mask.  Then he noticed her name.  Music Supervisor – YN YLN.  Wow, that was a big job for a freshman.  He was about to tell Dick the news when someone knocked on the door.  He knew it was YN, only the two brothers and their girlfriends knew the door entry code, but Barbara had a key to the place.  Jason opened the door to find YN carrying a couple bags.

“Congrats on Phantom, I moved out, can I stay here tonight until I find a new place?”

[annbourbon]

About Stardust

The thing here's... I'm a fucking romantic and I've been denying it for so long it hurts to keep doing it so. For real, I keep identifying myself with Yvaine so much.

If I had to say... because of the way I see humanity behaving. The way I behave too sometimes.

I proceed to explain because otherwise it'll be weird...

A friend of mine called me creep the other day because of my love to a character. A thirteen year old character. Because of his trauma. The way he leads his life, on revenge and pain. Covering the floor on blood and looking for help even if it's from the Devil itself to heal. To move on. To keep going.

And I realized that she thought I saw it as something sexual. I didn't. I identified myself and loved him because of his pain and scars, when I saw his, I thought mine were valid and that maybe I still have a shot at life.

Ciel Phantomhive, Black Butler by Yana Toboso.

So I think, that was love through pain.

Then I saw Jack Kline (Supernatural) and I thought, I love him. I love him because of the way he behaves. Seeking for approval of Dean Winchester. Trying to do the right thing. Trying to not make mistakes. And I think that kind of love is pure. It makes me smile. And cry a bit too. Because I understand what that means. You can't stay pure too long. You have to grow up. I think my love for Jack is platonic and pure based only on his mere existence. Because he makes me smile and makes me feel happy.

And that was love through acceptance...

So I was in the shower the other day and I thought, maybe, this is it. Like, I have already met love through deception (friends with bad intentions, people pretending to be whatever they're not. Parents lying, etc.)

Ah... maybe love it's in every emotion. We feel hate because we've been hurt, we've been hurt because we love. And impatience. Because we want something so badly that is almost impossible to wait over it. Maybe that's humanity.

Maybe true love is all the emotions on the same person, and still having this little idea on your mind that, even though there are emotions that are not entirely good. You still want to protect that person. You still want that person to be happy.

I still need to discover what self love is. Because for now, to me, self love is keeping myself alive through loving and hating, and being impatient or admiring other people, animals, nature... and life in general. Sometimes it's too hard. Sometimes it's so easy. But it's never boring.

So I lost myself into these shower thoughts while I keep forgetting it's 1AM and I need to sleep. But remembering Yvaine, I think, there's nothing more lonely than seeing people interacting and loving each other, which is something beautiful, but it kinda gets boring at times tbh, especially without being able to participate on the events...

After all, it is because I'm a huge fan of romance that I had to stop reading about them for a while, since it was too painful for me to wish that something at least somewhat similar, to happen to me. But then I came back to my senses: If I'm going to be someone who watches others having their beautiful love stories tied, then at least, I'll do what stars do better, and shine!

I used to wish upon stars, then I realized I am one of them.

[cagefreeromanroy]

Rio is ready to retire and take care of Beths 6 million kids while she runs the crime empire. King shit 😌

As much as I LOVE the mental image of rio in beths kitchen trying to cook the 8 course dinner those 6 million kids are used to in one of these:

I’m 110% sure Jane would be quick to finish what her mom started back in 2.13 as soon as rio says no to something to her…..

[k-s-morgan]

Have you ever been in a fandom where the canon ending disappointed you?

For sure! It's easier to list the fandoms where the endings didn't disappoint me first :D From such examples, there is 'Hannibal' - it mostly solved every arc and brought the characters to their happy ending together in a subtle and beautiful way. I loved the end of 'Black Butler' the anime - it was somewhat open but perfect in every way to me, with Ciel and Sebastian destined to stay together forever. I loved 'Shadowhunters' ending - Magnus and Alec got the biggest and most explicit HEA imaginable. They got to address each other's insecurities, the last episode focused on their beautiful wedding, and Alec is implied to become immortal.

I was mostly indifferent about 'Harry Potter' ending. I'm glad the trio lived, but I didn't like the epilogue. Can't say I hated it, but it felt too forced and oversimplified.

Now, as for the disappointing shows... 'Sherlock' is the biggest example. I always prepare myself for the worst, but even I couldn't imagine the nightmare of S4. I managed to find some good fics that continue from S3, but all in all, I could never look at this show the same. I could deal if one or two arcs were ruined, but the writers destroyed literally everything - every character, every relationship, every plot. I'm baffled to this day.

I wasn't all too happy with 'Merlin' ending either. I would accept the outcome of Arthur dying and Merlin waiting for him if it was done in a more logical way, but Arthur's death just feels very dumb. Merlin is suddenly not a great warlock, he suddenly forgets he has a dragon and an immortal cup at his disposal, etc. It makes no sense and you have to really suspend your disbelief to buy it. But there are beautiful stories out there that helped me do it.

'Supernatural' ending is just... lol. I ignore the existence of E20 because it's one of the most ridiculous and offensive pieces of writing I've ever seen. I only accept it as a part of "Chuck won" narrative, which is what I think they'll got for if there is ever a renewal. This ending can compete with Sherlock. Dean forgetting Castiel exists, Sam forgetting about Eileen; Castiel forgetting he loves Dean and being too busy doing 'stuff' to announce he's alive; Sam forgetting their son is a God and Jack just... doing something, I guess. Dean's death is as absurd as it was in the episode where he died in 1K crazy ways. I could go on forever, everything about it is awful and illogical, and it breaks every rule all other seasons established. You could really watch E1 of S1 and this episode, and you won't feel like you missed much of anything.

'The X Files' had an open ending that I found satisfying in S9, but after that... I was more or less positive about the second movie, but other seasons were just a big no. Carter really doesn't know how to wrap things up and finish the arcs he started instead of creating new ones all the time and using cheap tricks to fool the audience.

'Queer as Folk' ending sucks. Characters suddenly regress in the last 1-2 episodes and do things that are completely illogical. Brian and Justin getting married was probably too saccharine for the writers, so they decided to remind the audience that bisexual Lindsay, who's in a long-term relationship with another woman , is actually in love with gay Brian and jealous of Justin. So she gives the worst advice, manipulates the situation, and gets Brian to think that by marrying Justin, he will be holding him back. Cue him pretending to be miserable about their upcoming marriage and Justin deciding that they don't need it & going to NY to be an artist in a way that's entirely impossible. Ugh. The whole E13 and parts of E12 are so forced and illogical.

Endings are hard, but not so hard that so many writers constantly create so much nonsense. I really don't know what it's about.

[perhapsthanatos]

10:32 pm with yuta ♡

nct’s yuta x fem!reader (got inspired by a dream of mine & found the idea really cute)

alternate title: be the james dean to my audrey hepburn

genre: fluff. a pinch of angst. non idol au. badboy!yuta au.

word count: 1400~

playlist: chinatown by wild nothing, lover’s rock by tv girl & work this time by king gizzard and the lizard wizard.

warnings: featuring johnny (not a warning though). smoking cigarettes. cursing. lowercase intended. not proofread.

a/n: hi i was supposed to post a vampire!haechan fic but i really wasnt happy w it in general :( the plot or overall idea of the fic was really good, but i just felt as if i didnt do it justice so here we are :( but ngl, i kind of like this concept more? maybe bc i can see it more vividly? idk, i feel like my writings r getting repetitive & its getting on my nerves lmaoo this is getting long im sorry do u guys even read this part anyway? i would also like to apologize abt the amount of projecting im doing lmao ive been having some rough days & i love my sister but hate being compared to her so often so this is a way for me to rant abt it ig? also so sorry its coming out a little later bc i woke up late today (& procrastinated for the rest of it so here i am posting really late at night) & decided to go to the convenience store to get ice cream (& a ton of other bad shit pls dont do this its rlly unhealthy) for breakfast bc i can :) any who, enjoy lovelies <3

“oh my, y/n! you’ve grown up so well! just like your sister!”

“oh! i’m sorry i’ve almost mistaken you for your sister! y/n is your name, correct?”

“y/n, darling, you are looking so dashing! you really do resemble your sister, don’t you?”

“ah, you must be y/n! i’ve heard all about you and your sister from your father!”

you swear that your reddening cheeks are threatening to fall off any moment now from all the fake smiling. the hundreds of superficial compliments, the insincere flattery and the need for these people to constantly compare you to your godforsaken sister makes you feel even weaker than you are. it gets harder and harder to keep up with a big persona that isn’t at all you. as lucky as you are to live such a lavish lifestyle, you can’t help but hate how your family has to be so perfect. you hate how you have never fit in with them, even if you are so good at faking it. you hate how you have always been stuck in your sister’s shadow, constantly haunted with the reminder that you yourself aren’t good enough. you hate how you now have to entertain the rich and brainless guests at your parent’s gala because she’s gone for some stupid prodigy competition and everyone is only talking about her in front of your face. so what if she’s better the better sister? you still have the right to earn respect, right?

you’re exhausted from all the small talk. your facade gets more brittle by the second under all the pressure. your body feels as if it's gonna give out due to your brain shutting down after all that interacting. you try to keep on going with the night as it unravels itself by being the perfectly poised poster child, trying to make your parents proud. but alive yet almost completely devoid, you decide enough was enough. what if you left right now? no one would notice, would they?

after pulling up your phone discreetly to send a few text messages, you pass through lots of people dressed in gold and finery in a way that wouldn’t have you noticed right away. keep your head down and don’t you dare make eye contact with anyone. nearing the end of the room, grabbing the first glass of whatever alcohol you see and downing it in one gulp, you start walking away as quickly as possible from the ballroom. “ignorant privileged fucks,” you angrily whisper to no one in particular, setting the now empty glass on whatever surface and begin to head to the main exit where no one could spot you running away.

“and what do you think you’re doing here, miss?”

a voice interrupts you, looking up you see that it is your father’s head butler; johnny. he is dressed in a simple black suit that makes him appear taller than he is. his long brown hair is slicked back and his bowtie seems brand new. you have known the man since he started working in your household less than ten years back. you were a reckless child, often trying to find ways to sneak out, finding a way to escape from this life and he sympathized with you. after all, he could barely imagine living your life, never catching a break for yourself and always pretending to be someone you weren’t. he often helped planning when you would sneak out into the night, scheduling things like what time you should leave and what time you should be back, more specifically a time when no one would notice. he would take care of your form of transportation and have your location on at all times, just to be extra safe. as much as he wants you to have fun and have a bit of freedom, he still worries that something might happen to you. because of all this, you two have grown to have a very strong bond. you could confidently say that he is most definitely a parental figure in your life since your parents (and even your sister) are often overseas for work.

“what do you think i’m doing? you think i wanna be in a room with those half-baked bipeds? fuck no!”

“i know, i was just joking. you looked like you were about to explode in there, i wish i could help.” he laughs, pulling out his phone preparing what you might need. “so what will it be for today? the driver? we just need to pay him to keep his mouth shut. a taxi? it’s cheaper than paying the driver, but you still need to pay… not like that’s a problem for you though. maybe an uber would be good enough—“

“actually, i got myself covered. thanks.”

his jaw slightly drops and his eyebrows furrow. he looks straight at you in shock. “what do you mean you got yourself covered?”

you look down at your feet, a nervous habit. “i got myself a ride, you don’t need to help me. i’ll be back as soon as dawn comes.”

he raises his eyebrow. “who’s your ride?”

“doesn’t matter,” you glance down at your phone seeing a notification and wave a goodbye, leaving rather suddenly. “i gotta go, i’ll text you when you need to open the gates!”

“y/n! wait! who’s your ride— and she’s gone.” johnny sighs, watching as you run towards the front gates, tossing your stiletto heels away on the grass while you’re at it. he heads back inside, silently hoping you’ll be fine.

knocking the window of the old black mustang parked outside behind the big bushes, the driver rolls down his window and sends the most charming smile.

yuta in his black beanie, long blonde hair, worn out doc martens, signature leather jacket and black skinny jeans. it almost makes you laugh on how he wears the same thing almost everyday but still manages to look so good.

he is most notable for having a big bad boy reputation and you knew that he was the breath of fresh air you needed in your life. a person who can understand having the pressure of having to be or to fulfill your persona. a person you can completely be yourself around. a person who is full of warmth no matter how cold he may seem on the outside.

“get in, princess.”

and that was all you needed. you tiredly walked to the other door and sat yourself in the car. rolling his window back up, he looks at you. you are wearing a simple yet stunning black dress along with silver jewelry adorned on your neck and wrists. your makeup is perfectly done but still struggles to hide the fog in your eyes. he has the sudden urge to clear them away. he softens at the sight of you. no one is perfect, but he finds you being perfect enough without ever having to dress up.

“where to?” he asks as gently as he could. he knows that you are most vulnerable during these moments and that it is hard to finally break down your walls after a day full of stress, so he doesn’t pry immediately. all he wants to do is to keep you here, safe and away from your burdens and for you to stay comfortable with him, even if it couldn't be for long. but is that too selfish of him to ask? he hates how you hate your life and it is taking every bone in his body to not run away with you. but who is he to tell you what to do or what to change anyway? all he can do for now is try to find a way to make you genuinely smile.

“take me anywhere,” you whisper to the latter. “i just want to be as far from myself and my life as possible. miles away or the nearest convenience store, just take the long way home before dawn.”

you look down at the cup holders, spotting an open cigarette box. you tug one out of the nineteen and light it with the lighter you kept in your pocket. you lean back and close your eyes. he only admires as you bring the cigarette to your lips, exhaling a cloud of smoke afterwards. letting the radio play quietly, he starts the car and begins to drive away from the mansion. he can’t help but wonder how you (an elegant daughter) and him (a bad boy) are millions of worlds apart, but more similar than you think.

© perhapsthanatos (efa)

[specialagentlokitty]

Who I write for//requests

I’m looking for requests if you aren’t sure of rules or such feel free to ask!!

MARVEL

* Tony

* Steve

* Wanda

* Bucky

* Thor

* Bruce

* Nat

* Clint

* Phil

* Loki

* Peter

* MJ

* Logan

TWILIGHT

* Carlisle

* Rosalie

* Alice

* Jasper

* Paul

* Billy

* Garrett

NCIS/NOLA

* Gibbs

* Tony

* Ziva

* Abby

* Ducky

* Bishop

* Sloane

* Nick

CRIMINAL MINDS

* Hotch

* Derek

* Rossi

* Spencer

* JJ

* Emily

* Garcia

CASTLE

* Castle

* Kate

THE MENTALIST

* Patrick

* Grace

* Lisbon

* Rigsby

SUPERNATURAL

* Dean

* Sam

* Chuck

* Crowley

* Gabriel

* Balthazar

* Charlie

* Castiel

* Lucifer

LUCIFER(FOX)

* Lucifer

* Dan

* Maze

THE HOBBIT/LOTR

* Thorin

* Bilbo

* Legolas

* Fili

* Kili

* Thranduil

* Elrond

* Lindir

* Aragorn

* Boromir

* Faramir

* Pippin

* Merry

* Sam

* Frodo

BBC MERLIN

* Arthur

* Merlin

* Leon

* Gwaine

* Lancelot

* Percival

* Gwen

BBC SHERLOCK

* Sherlock

* John

* Mycroft

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

* Diego

MY HERO ACADEMIA

* Midoriya (Deku)

* Aizawa

* Todoroki

* Present Mic

* Iida

* Kirishima

* Kaminari

* Bakugo

* Toshinori(all might)

BLUE EXORCIST

* Rin

* Yukio

* Bon

* Mephisto

* Amiamon

TOKYO GHOUL

* Kenaki

* Arima

AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER

* Zuko

* Aang

* Sokka

* Iroh

ATTACK ON TITAN

* Levi

* Eren

* Erwin

* Arwin

BLACK BUTLER

* Claude

* William

* Sebastian

* Undertaker

NORIGAMI

* Yato

* Yukine

THE WITCHER

* Geralt

* Jaskier

DOCTOR WHO

* 9th Doctor

* 10th Doctor

* 11th doctor

* 12th Doctor

* River

* Amy

* Rory

* Clara

BROOKLYN NINE NINE

* Jake

* Rosa

THE GOOD DOCTOR

* Jared

* Claire

* Melendez

* Shaun

* Alex Park

TEEN WOLF

* Derek

* Stiles

* Scott

* Issac

* Peter

GREYS ANATOMY

* Derek shepherd

* Cristina Yang

* Mark Sloan

* Owen Hunt

* Jackson Avery

* Alex Karev

* Arizona Robbins

HOUSE MD

* Gregory house

* James Wilson

* Lisa Cuddy

BONES

* Seeley booth

* Lance Sweets

THE ARCANA

*Julian

*Muriel

*Asra

*Lucio

*Nadia

*Portia

Random prompts (you don’t need a prompt to requests just ask!)

1. “Don’t say goodbye...”

2. “Nothing impossible, we’ve all got that dreamers disease.”

3. “You only love yourself, but that doesn’t mean you can treat everyone like crap.”

4. “Lonely? I guess you could say I’m lonely, but sometimes lonely is better.”

5. “Look, I’m not having this debate with you right now.”

6. “We’ve all got blood on our hands, be it our own or someone else’s.”

7. “I really don’t care what you have to say, it won’t make me come back. I know full well your words are as empty as your heart.” “What if I can prove they’re not?”

8. “Don’t fuck with me, otherwise someone’s going to get hurt.”

9. “Bad? I prefer morally incorrect.”

10. “Stop living in your head! This is the real world! This is what a real bad guy is!”

11. “You’re not listening to a word I’m saying.” “I just don’t care about what you have to say.”

12. “Bite me.”

13. “Why are you so horrible to me?” “I’m nicer to you than to anyone else.”

14. “I’ve still got something left to prove.”

15. “You’re the only thing that’s been real...”

16. “I’ll always find my way back to you. Always.”

17. “There’s nothing in this I wouldn’t do to protect you, okay?”

18. “If I lose you... I... lose everything... you’re all that’s left...”

19. “I’ve seen my fair share of misery, heartache. I don’t want that.” “Then let me show you happiness, and love.”

20. “Shes/he’s a ticking time bomb, one wrong move and it’s all over.”

21. “Just one date, that’s all I ask.”

22. “We found you guys asleep on the floor.”

23. “I know what I want, and I’m going to take it all. Who’s going to stop me?” “I am.” “Won’t be much of a fight now, would it?”

24. “Stop pointing your gun at me.” “Stop trying to arrest me.”

25. “Everyone wants something, nothing comes for free.”

26. “You’re a monster!” “So? Never seen a monster before~”

27. “I was always here! Always! Never once did you even think about me!”

28. “I can smell your fear, don’t be scared, I won’t hurt you... unless I have to.”

29. “I feel like a monster.”

30. “Nightmares? I am Everyone nightmare.”

31. “I would walk to the end of the universe then back if it meant I could have even one more second by your side.”

32. “You don’t believe in monsters do you?” “Of course not!” “I do~”

33. “What are you hiding from me? What are you so desperately trying to keep hidden. I want to help.”

34. “You’re a fucking ass.” “I know.” “And I love you.” “I know.”

35. “It’s cold, are you okay?”

36. “Put a jacket on idiot.”

37. “She/he lost her/his memory....” “stay with her/him... even if it hurts you...”

38. “This is the end...”

39. “The damage is done... it’s too late...”

40. “I would have done anything...”

41. “I would have loved you all my life...”

42. “Maybe in your next life you’ll be safe... you won’t be in danger...”

43. “Where have you gone?”

44. “Remember when we were kids, and I promised to always keep you safe? I’m sorry I broke it...”

45. “H.. hold.. me...” “of course darling, you’re not alone, I’m here, it’s okay... rest now...”

46. “Wake up! Please!...” he/she sobbed, “just wake up...”

47. “If I could b honest, right here right now, I’m nervous.” “Why?” “Because I... love you.”

48. “It’s always been us against the world, always.”

49. “It’s not my time... I’ve.. still got loads to do...”

50. “Look, I’m sorry I lied. I can’t take it back, but I can make it up to you.”

51. “I wonder if I’ll ever see her/him again.” “It’s been years since you have.” “I’ll wait.”

52. “I’ve got you, I’m not letting go.”

53. “Stop being stubborn and let me help!”

54. “All this time I wanted to hate you, but I never could.”

55. “How do you know he/she’s still alive?” “I can feel it.”

56. “Just give me time! Please!”

57. “I miss the way the sun used to shine on you so perfectly.”

58. “How do I tell him I love him?” “Don’t, he’ll only hurt you. You don’t deserve that.”

59. “We’re all broken in some way.”

60. “Everting seems so dull...”

[enkisstories]

The android cemetery (Chapter 5)

Daniel was already at home and out of uniform when Gavin entered the two-story apartment.  The android was lounging on the couch in the floor/downstairs living room combo. He wore a short-sleeved button-up shirt in red and blue jeans, a welcome break from his preferred upper-class butler’s style. There was a bit of a snob in Gavin’s boyfriend, a trait the man had never expected to find himself drawn to. But attraction obviously followed its own rules, especially if one of the attracted in question didn’t even have hormones.

Daniel was holding his phone in one hand and tickling Loki, Gavin’s blue-point ragdoll cat, under the chin with the other. Another cat, a black Somali-mix called Thor, was lazing stretched out on the couch. The tom made sure not to touch the android. Thor accepted, even demanded, the occasional petting from Daniel, but he would not purr for the still somewhat new family member. Only after Gavin had closed the door behind himself did Thor jump down and proceeded to circle his returned “mama”’s legs. There was no competition from the other tom for now. Yes, viewed in this light that new biped had something going for it. The more time Loki spent with it, the more time there was for just Thor and Mama! Gavin’s lips formed a silent “Phone - who?”. The answer came in the form of Morse-code from Daniel’s LED: “Emmas-stop-therapist”.

Ah, right, Emma Phillips. That was something new. Not just was a new boyfriend living in the apartment, along with Daniel Gavin had acquired an extended family. Before Daniel it had only ever been himself, his cats and the parents at the holidays. There had not been a shortage of sex, but as the man had explained to Daniel last year, beings friends wasn’t a prerequisite for that. Boyfriends were a hassle anyway, because sometimes they turned out crime lord Jacques Villareal’s right-hand men and tried to shoot Gavin. Admittedly that had happened only once, but it still stung years later, because for the first time since college Gavin had actually harbored feelings for that one.

Of course there had always been Tina Chen and both of them had fully expected to end up together out of habit, because it wasn’t fun to be all alone when you were old and with only a slim pension, because androids had forced you out of employment. But here Gavin Reed was, in a steady relationship, and Daniel had promised to help Tina find a boyfriend of her own.

Gavin slipped out of shoes and jacket. Tip-toeing around Thor he went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. It contained mostly fresh ingredients nowadays instead of a pinned-on list of food delivery services across the city: Seafood for the organics and thirium sherbet for Daniel. For all their efficiency, androids were not perpetuum mobiles. Once a month they had to replenish their lifeblood. Many deviants, especially those who were openly living among humans, had adopted to the practice of consuming smaller doses during regular mealtimes. Daniel had tried that, too, but realized that he enjoyed watching his human eat a lot more than doing it himself. And of course there were those times when he was fed up with humanity and would gulp down the blue blood right out of the bottle to prove a point. Gavin got a can of beer from the fridge and a strip of bubble gum from a basket on top of it. Then he returned to the living room where Daniel had just finished his conversation. The man slumped down on the couch opposite to his partner and teased Loki with the bubble gum. Just when the cat jumped for it, Gavin tossed the strip towards Daniel, then caught Loki and put him on the floor gently. You absolutely didn’t want a cat on the sofa when you were about to cuddle feet to feet with your partner. In fact, you absolutely, positively did not want a cat with you when you were presenting your naked toes anywhere and for any reason.

Gavin then flicked open the beer. For a few precious minutes he let the world do its own thing. There was beer and tickles and the cats bouncing over each other on the floor and Daniel forming shapes out of his bubblegum that other than him only Gandalf had managed with his smoke pipe in the first Lord of the Rings movie. This was home, this was bliss, this was life going Gavin’s way for once. He had laid claim on what he had wanted and would not give it back anytime soon!

Eventually there was no more beer and the gum had went to a place where it would be the maid’s problem tomorrow. They smiled at each other.

“To quote Emma: Stupid therapist and her ideas”, Daniel remarked, referring to the talk he just had. “I swear, if she knew who I really was she’d want me to tell Emma!”

“Kid’s got to step in line”, Gavin replied. “’cuzz Captain Allen already called dibs on that.”

“The sucker did what?!”

Whatever peeve Daniel had with the therapist was forgotten over the news. Gavin recounted what had transpired at the DPD, finishing with: “Yumiko gave me funny looks all the time. She suspects I butchered the archive android for your new skin module.”

“Considering what you took out of there when all you needed was a bloody broom I wouldn’t put that past you, either!” Daniel said, laughing with that raspy industrial noise androids produced at such an occasion. It made him sound like a chain smoker. “But I wouldn’t worry overmuch. My files are in order. Everything’s there: no irregularities at first initialization, delivery to the cyberlife store, sold to my first owners, then you buying me from them after a year, then getting lended to the DPD and finally our accident on Lake Erie followed by the android museum buying me and putting me back in shape.”

“I dunno… I said on occasion that I found you in the trash.”

“That might not be a contradiction. My first owner might not have liked you grabbing for free what he had just thrown away and charged you.”

“I would have hit him, had he tried that!”

Daniel winked when he replied: “Maybe you beat him out of his senses, but the resulting hospital bill would not show up in my file, right?” He flung himself forward and into the other’s arms. “You know that between the two of us I am the good guy!”

That claim caused them both to laugh. They kissed, then laughed some more and then Daniel tried to caress Gavin’s nose with his. He was met with an unwilling “Unh!”. Maybe it was the plastic nose feeling weird, maybe it was the childishness of the act or something else entirely, but Gavin hated it. Daniel adjusted his position for them to end up sitting in each other’s lap, forehead to forehead, arms around the other’s shoulders.

“The Underground Airline’s best hacker doctored my file”, Daniel said reassuringly after letting some time pass. “The very best.”

Gavin sighed. It wasn’t a sound of pleasure.

“What?”

The human grabbed his partner. He pushed Daniel backwards a little, stared him into the eyes as if looking for some sense to be found in the space behind them and when he could locate none barked:

“Your “very best” is a gaming bot, for fuck’s sake! It can make mistakes!”

Daniel shook his head. “I know that’s what she initialized as. But now Yuki is tracking the author’s keyboard strokes as the woman writes the intermediate chapters for Beasts of Fire.”

To Daniel’s surprise Gavin displayed no sense of wonder at that feat. Instead he was looking as if he was about to get flayed alive.

“But doesn’t that mean Yuki has to read that stuff?” the human uttered. “Why would any sane soul want to do that?”

Daniel playfully hit Gavin.

“Your taste in literature is abominable!”

Equally playfully dodging the “assault” Gavin replied: “I do not have a taste in literature!”

“I noticed”, Daniel laughed.

They were sitting next to each other on the couch now, the wall-high balcony window in their back and the new TV on the wall right in front of them. Gavin bent forward, elbows on his knees, head tucked between his fists. Daniel to the contrary leaned back and placed his feet onto the couch table.

“Okay”, Gavin started again, “let’s say everything is in order as far as Dean is concerned. So what did Super Smash Sister do with Daniel’s file? Did she leave it as is, creating two androids with the same DNA, or did she delete it? Well?”

Daniel jerked forward. His gaze met Gavin’s as the other was raising his head and while the human shot him an angry “See? Told you!” expression, Daniel’s own slowly changed to one of terror.

There was no need to answer the last question. Since there was no more PL600 down in the archive, Yuki Villareal would simply have deleted the accompanying file. Probably the whole case file, too. While humans who remembered Daniel having been there were all around the DPD!

“Yuki hasn’t… she wouldn’t…” Daniel sputtered.

“Of course she would! Yuki also had to hack Camp Five’s security, all in one night! And for that stunt there were no Hank and Connor to help out with passcodes. With a real challenge ahead of it, the little gold farming bot went the easy route in your case!”

“Yes.” Daniel slowly sacked towards his partner, who slung his arms around the android and hugged him tight. “Yes, you’re probably right.”

The Underground Airline’s hacker had been in a hurry due to some real minor stuff like Daniel, Gavin and Markus having had a shootout in the backyard of Brindleton Bay’s movie theatre...

“It’s all Markus’s fault!” Gavin claimed. “Idiot homeschooled arts major…”

“Well, what do you expect? He’s Connor’s great-something grandfather! Think of everything that’s weird about Connor and then remember that he is the improved Markus!”

“Yeah.” Gavin nodded. “That explains a lot, actually.”

Daniel picked up a cat at random. He put it on both their laps and started stroking. After a while the furball started tearing into Gavin’s upper leg with dedication.

“I shouldn’t have said that about Connor”, Daniel mused. “He’s dedicated… loyal… By right I should fall head over heels for him, but… eww.”

“Eww, plastic prick”, Gavin agreed.

“But he’s also my friend”, Daniel insisted. “Now. Yours, too.”

“No way!”

“I was right about the five of us becoming a team, I’m right about this, too.”

“Whatever. Let’s focus on the missing PL600. We need a replacement and quickly!”

The moment he had said it, Gavin cursed himself for having voiced his thoughts. The easiest solution to their dilemma would be to buy a pre-owned PL600 on e-bay, switch it off, shoot it a few times, drop it off a roof, run its legs over with the family car and put the resulting mess into the archive quietly. And of course Daniel was well aware of that, because he said: “You are not thinking of what I think you are!”

Gavin could have slapped himself that moment. His too quick trap be damned! Had the detective just kept it shut, he could have gone through with the plan tonight, using an urgent call from work as an excuse. Daniel and Tina would have went to the basketball game the trio had planned to watch, while he’d corrected his mistake from one and a half years ago. But that door was closing even as Gavin had spotted it in the corridor.

“Does it matter what I think, if I don’t go through with it?” he growled.

Disturbed in his bliss Loki jumped off the couch. He proceeded to claw away on it to regain his mental balance, only to get his claws detached from the fabric by the two bipeds. The cat turned once around itself and then decided to chase Thor onto the windowsill.

“‘sides”, Gavin followed through, “people say I look like Kamski. If roles were reversed and you needed a dead Gavin, you’d beat in Kamski’s skull and sell him to Allen as me!”

“I guess so”, Daniel had to admit. “Unlike PL600s there’s only two of you, though.”

“Moot point. You don’t want me to make use of all those PL600s. Come to think of it…” Gavin’s face brightened when what he perceived a near-genius idea came to him. So, basically what he thought of all his ideas. ”What if it was already dead?” the man whispered.

“What do you mean?”

“Think old androids! The hand-me-downs, or the ones destroyed in accidents, any android that cannot get sold or gifted away anymore or whose owner is simply too lazy to consider any form of re-use – where do you think they all end up?”

“Ugh.”

“Exactly!”

Both of them voiced it simultaneously, one sounding appalled, the other triumphant: “The solid waste landfill!”

[munchflix]

WATCHMEN - THE SUPER EXTENDED CUT

IMDB BLURB: In 1985 where former superheroes exist, the murder of a colleague sends active vigilante Rorschach into his own sprawling investigation, uncovering something that could completely change the course of history as we know it.

WARNINGS: Giant blue peen, large bepis. It's blue. Malin Ackerman can't act for shit. Attempted rape. Lots of murder. Some gore. Adult themes? Zack Snyder. Repulsive sex scene. It's not gross, it's just weird and uncomfortable. And unnecessarily long.

RATING: Who watches the Watchmen? Us...unfortunately.

OBLIGATORY DISCLAIMER: All reviews are done solely for humor and should not be taken seriously ever. If you cannot handle cursing, crude humor and probably some offensive things, pls do not read this. And please please don’t watch this fucking movie.

MUNCH: I want you to know, first thing, that I will never forgive you for making me watch this for a THIRD TIME. I first saw this in the theatre on my birthday and it was awful then. I spent three hours waiting for it to get better and it didn't and now you're making us watch the super extended version with 30 more minutes of shit I DON'T WANT TO SEE. I am old and I was a fan of the comic long before this detritus was filmed. I was actually excited for this shit. This movie, like a lot of the movies we review once a year, is bad. It's pretty, it's well filmed, it has a brilliant cast, and it sucks like a Dyson trying to fellate a rubber chicken.

BISCUITS: Okay...I'm gonna be upfront about this. We're gonna have to be here for each other during this review. We need to BELIEVE in ourselves, and to share our mental fortitude. That might be the only way we'll be strong enough to make it through. Even then, there's no guarantee we'll make it...but if we do, we'll emerge from the other side as changed women, now knowing the true power that the bond of friendship can hold. Or not. Actually, we'll probably just end up sad. But the point is, we need to be here for each other.

M: The Nixon makeup is so bad. All this budget and he looks like a half melted wax statue.

These are the Nixons, folks.

B: Jeffrey Dean Morgan in old age makeup? I'd still smash that. The DOOMSDAY CLOCK! That's a reference to the comic! Get it?! We're JUST like the comic!

M: That's part of what bugs me, there's so many moments just taken straight out of the comic and then the rest of it is just Zack Snyder mentally masturbating about how cool he is.

B: Let me tell you younguns - long before the days of Suicide Squad and Batman V. Superman, Zack Snyder created the first of many tragic mistakes in the saga of "DC and Warner Bros. Attempt to Movie". It was dark, overdramatic, and had little substance behind its superficially good visuals. But Warner Bros. were all like "OMG Zach, look at all this money. Can you fuck ALL our beloved properties like this???"

M: Nostaaaaaalgia.

B: Okay, Unforgettable - this song was in the comic, it was in the book. It was playing in a scene in the comic but it was when Dan and Laurie tried to have sex for the first time. I don't understand the rationale behind using a song from the comic but putting it in a completely different scene. Why did you make that change? I don't understand why you would do that.

M: Watchmen in a nutshell. JESUS CHRIST I forgot that the explosions come in about 30 times louder than everything else.

B: Why is the Comedian wearing a smiley face pin on his bathrobe? Because of the symbolism??? Nostalgia. This is from the coooooooooomic. This is the first instance of inappropriate soundtracking, which is alright the first time but gets annoying when you do it over and over.

M: I have no idea. Oh yeah..the movie. The Comedian is fighting a mysterious figure that we'll figure out who it is later. Unless you've read the comic. It's Veidt. Slow zoom on the pin with the blood spatter because it's SYMBOLISM. Also the Comedian got thrown out a window. There's also been half an hour of slow mo and we're only 5 minutes into the movie.

B: *burps loudly* Bob Dylan, because there was a reference to a Bob Dylan song in the comic. Slow shots of our great heroes, The Minutemen. Zacc Snyder, fuck you. These were the original super hero dudes who spawned the existence of all the other masked vigilantes in this universe.

M: Gerard Butler??? Who the fuck is Gerard Butler?? Hang on, I have to look this up. Oh...he's in the Tales of the Black Freighter, which is only in this super-long ultra-extended edition.

This gif makes it look like Gerard Butler is playing Sally Jupiter. This is not the case (unfortunately?).

B: Which we're watching because we hate ourselves. Historical landmarks to set up the time period. Also Silhouette was a lesbian. Dollar Bill got killed when his cape got stuck in a revolving door. NO CAPES! Mothman went nuts and got put in an asylum. The minutemen turned out fine. Also Silhouette is dead. And Gay.

M: Bury your gays. She was only alive for two minutes of credits.

B: To be fair, she didn’t really have a role in the book either. Also, Kennedy is killed. By the Comedian. Which I suppose was implied in the comic...very vaguely. This is way too much exposition. We can read about history, we don't need a recap of every single event since 1940. We aren't that dumb, Zakk. There's more politics in this intro than exposition but Watchmen was supposed to be political. I have big problems with Matthew Goode....goode? How is that pronounced? Look at all that BEEF tho. Arby’s, I got ya new commercial right here.

I’ll take the one on the far left with cheese, please.

M: Slow the fuck down, jesus. I can't type as fast as you thirst. I'm gonna make you type this if you don't slow down.

B: Glad I'm not wearing a retainer. You think Jeffrey Dean Morgan would pay for it? Also Night Owl's costume looks so shitty.

M: Seriously, slow down. I have issues with how contoured Manhattan is.

B: And then everything went bad for the vigilantes and they got banned. This is SO LOUD. Tell Zaque Snyder I get spooked easily. I don’t like loud noises, I’m like a wild animal.

M: Oh yeah so the Comedian is dead. Two detectives wonder how he died. So mysterious. It was Veidt. Don't blame me if you didn't read the comic, it's been out for 30 fucking years.

B: My other issue with this movie, it doesn't ADD anything to it's source material. If I wanted just Watchmen I'd just read the comic. I could read most or all of it in the time it takes to watch this movie. So...Rorschach is ranting.

M: That's all he really does in this movie tho is rant.

B: All the towns in the world and I had to end up in this one. The ballsack town. Comedian kept a picture of Sally by his bed but that's backwards...she kept a picture of HIM on her bedside.

M: Rorschach found Comedian's secret closet where he went to be gay. Or a superhero. Or both. So he knows he's the Comedian.

B: Well, one or two of them were gay...a bunch of guys who wear their underwear outside their pants and this is somehow surprising? More slow mo.

M: This movie could be an hour and half shorter without all the pointless slo mo. Hollis is being played by Stephen McHattie and I love him so much.

B: Patrick Wilson (you can tell it’s Patrick Wilson because he looks exactly like Patrick Wilson) is playing Night Owl and he is a very good boy. The best boy. Although he doesn't have much competition for goodest boy, most of the boys are pretty bad. Hollis Mason is played up to be more Drunk Grandpa than caring mentor figure. Raw footage of Rorschach looking like FUCKING BIGFOOT. Your local cryptid.

*X-Files theme plays*

M: That was 20 seconds of super important extra footage that we missed from the original 3 hour long movie. Okay so movie, right. Drieberg goes home to find his home has been broken into. It's Rorschach. Eating beans. HUMAN BEANS. With HUMAN BEAN JUICE. We saw you lumbering around like Bigfoot on the news. Rorschach's mask is cool tho. One point for you, Zackk Snyder.

B: Rorschach, because he's a tinfoil hat conspiracy theorist is like " I think someone's killing masks" even tho only one mask person has died so far. Patrick Wilson is a good actor but his performance in this movie is so blech. I dunno if that was the direction he was given or...

M: Part two of things wrong with Watchmen. Lots of good actors giving boring performances. I love many of these actors but they're so dull.

B: Except Malin Ackerman. It was an experimental time, Chad! All of our Bro Moments. Our BROMENTS.

M: WHY CAN'T I QUIT YOU, CHAD?!

B: Maybe Drieberg quit on account of the Keene act because it started being illegal to do the thing, but Rorschach didn't because he’s crazy. And he's doing more edgelord monologuing.

M: Holy crap the animation.

B: And now with NO CONTEXT we get launched into the Tales of the Black Freighter. It's an anime, apparently. (makes angry angry noises ) this makes me SO mad because the Black Freighter, though a story within a story, had an explanation for its presence. It's being read by someone within the bigger story. In the movie it almost looks like it was animated by Ralph Bakshi. Like the people who did Jojo's Bizarre Adventure and Ralph Bakshi had a bad trip together.

This is what I see, every night in my dreams.

M:  I guess this is being narrated by Gerard Butler?? This is so out of place. It takes you completely out of the immersion of the movie to show you this movie. That was super jarring though.

B: The comic had a lot more leeway when it came to blending the stories together. Oh and now we get a shot of someone reading the comic to bring us back. Rorschach in the comic was described as being fascinatingly ugly. I think Jackie Earl Haley is too good looking.

M: And Veidt. I hate everything they did with this entire fucking character. I hate the way he looks, the way he talks, the way he acts, the way he Veidts. I fucking hate him so much. I hate what they did with his story and the whole Manhattan cancer thing. It's DUMB.

B: Why is Dan here? It was Rorschach who warned Adrian. And they're talking about nuclear war, very important to the crux of everything. This lighting is ugly. It makes Veidt look like a greasy boy.

M: He IS a greasy boy.

B: Meeting with Dreiberg left bad taste in mouth. Like cold beans.

M: Rorschach is expositioning everything we've already seen, dialogue straight out of the comic.

B: Rorschach breaks in to see Manhattan. Rorschach asks the real questions: Does Adrian Veidt is gay??

M: That is a HUGE ASS. Btw Manhattan is naked. He is super naked. You will never be allowed to forget that he is naked.

B: Malin Ackerman shows up...to “act”.... The mention temporal interference already, so you won't be surprised at the end of the movie. They really overemphasize Manhattan's eye things. He looks like a sad panda. I have issues with his CGI, he is really over contoured and he looks really...weird....Laurie...stop talking. PLease. Don't act, don't try to act.

Pictured: Sad Panda

M: Now he's taking Laurie on some fucking weird time trip that was supposed to happen three hours from now in the story. Manhattan is just sad in this movie. All his rage and his indifference are gone. He's just sad. He tells her the future and he's sad about it. And now, 99 Luftballoons so we don't forget it's the 80's.

B: This wasn't how this happened in the comic EITHER. Zacque Snyder and his love of throwing random songs into movies with no regard for how they might impact the mood.

M: So Lori is having dinner with Dreiberg just like Jon told her too. I'm giving up on spelling any names right as of right now.

B: They reminisce about their young days when they fought crime and dressed up like lunatics and all that stuff. Ah those days are behind us. We're in our 40's but in the movie we're like 25. Jon thinks there's gonna be nuclear war and also he can't fix my bad acting. They turned Laurie into such a sexy lamp in this movie. They strip everything away from her that made her interesting. I am laurie, I am GIRL. Who needs oxygen when you have another man's money.

You so. Fuckin. Precious. When you. Smile.

M: The Sound of Silence begins playing. We both laugh and denounce Zaeck Snyder and the horse he rode in on.

B: Should have been Take me to Church. I didn't realize how awful the soundtracking was in this movie the first time. They just throw in recognizable songs.

M: Comedian is getting buried. Rorschach is here and Manhattan and Dreiberg. And Simon and Garfunkle. It's not making this scene better. It's making it so much worse. Lori has been randomly teleported to her mothers with zero context. Her mother is Carla Gugino who deserves better than being in this fucking movie. They quote dialogue right from the comic. Did Zaquery Snyder write ANY dialogue for this movie? Her old age makeup is fucking awful and she is overacting this so hard.

B: And then we have the flashback to old days where the Comedian tries to rape her. The entire purpose of this flashback in one sentence. That's the plot point. From the comic. That we need to get into the movie somehow. I suppose they're going for show don't tell. At the moment i'm just focused on how it extends this torturous experience.

M: I have a lot of issues with this part. He beats her far more severely in the movie. They start the scene almost making it look like she did ask for it with all the slow undressing. It's so fucking unnecessary.

B: And then Hooded Justice comes in and this doesn't make sense in the movie when Comedian asks him if he gets off on this. But since they don't get into this in the movie...I think they're just trying to get us to go OH THE COMEDIAN IS A BAD GUY, HE'S SUCH A BAD GUY. We can get that. Why does everything in this movie take so long?

M: Everyone is having flashbacks to their time with Eddie. Manhattan is blowing up the entirety of the viet cong while the Comedian shoots people and Ride of the Valkyries is playing for no reason.

In awe at the size of this lad.

B: NEXT TIME YOU INVITE JON.

M: And then we get the Comedian is a horrible person but AGAIN because he's gonna shoot this woman he knocked up and Jon doesn't stop him. Jon is so fucking ripped that even fuzzed out in the background you can see every muscle.

B: They tell the story of how Eddie got his scar even though he doesn't...have it in the movie? Yeah I killed that woman I knocked up but you didn't stop me because you don't care and well...you're not wrong.

M: And now Veidt gets to have HIS flashback so we can be sure that the Comedian really was an asshole. The Comedian informs everyone that their plan is garb while Jon and Laurel Ann make goo goo eyes at each other which will become relevant an hour ago because they're obviously a couple NOW. He sets Ozymandias’ (Veidt's) map on fire to emphasize his point.

B: Ozymandias will remember that. Watchmen would make a great Telltale game. And Dan has his American Dream flashback where the Comedian is helping with crowd control and we don't care what's going on because the Comedian looks DAMN HOT. In slow mo.

M: Biscuit's thirst meter has increased tenfold.

B: What happened to the American Dream? You're looking at it. Just as beefy and greasy as I imagined it. He had a really nice arm vein going on in that scene. I have a gif of that for uh...research purposes. Very swole.

Pictured: The American Dream

M: I just realized that I don't really thirst after anyone in this movie. The comedian is hot because Jeffrey Dean Morgan but my thirst level is so low comparatively. The only main chick is Malin Ackerman and uh...no.

B: You're getting gayer the older you get.

M: I can't even deny that.

B: Moloch! He's a former supervillian of sorts and Rorschach is chasing him down because uh...I don't know. He just shows up and is like Hey fuck you buddy.

M: I still want an explanation for why Moloch alone has pointed ears. Nobody else in the entire movie has that kind of deformity.

B: And he's like The Comedian just showed up in my house! He was drunk and crying! We've all been there. We've all broken into our former nemesis's house drunk and crying. Maybe that's just me...

M: Except that's what really happened....

B: And the Comedian is like - I did some fucked up shit but this is worse! The shit this unnamed bad guy is doing worse! And he says that Moloch and Manhattan’s old girlfriend are on some mysterious list!

M: It's Veidt. Rorschach tries to nail Moloch for taking a medication made from apricot pits. Which are POISONOUS BTW, DO NOT EAT THEM. Rorschach spends fucking ten more minutes slow mo fucking monologuing about shit we already know and JUST SAW. There's so much extra shit in this movie that does not need to be here. He sounds like fucking Wolverine. Is that Hollis?

B: I can't even tell because this movie is SO DARK. We get a feeble attempt to connect newspaper man and the animated comic.

M: At least it's less jarring. Comic man drools excessively for no reason. They're even leaving bits of THIS story out and making it even weirder and more disparate than it needs to be. Fucking why.

The nightmares, they never stop.

M: Okay Jesus they went from that straight to Loorie and Jon trying to have sexxors and this is so wrong and out of place. And then Jon is six people.

B: god. jon. stop. what are u doing? I took a theatre class in high school and all those kids were better actors than Malin Ackerman. Which is bad because Laurie is an integral character in Watchmen. This happened way earlier and this is why she ran away to Dan in the comic, but it's fine. It's fine. Whatever. I don't care. She gets mad but not really because acting.

M: Jon underacts but that's his entire thing. This is so disjointed. Jon is teleporting reactors to Karnak while they argue. This will be relevant later.

B: Three bepis, no FOUR! Too much bepis for my needs. Or not enough...

M: Jesus Christ.

B: And NOW laurie shows up at dan's place. We needed to drag this out because we were REALLY stretching to get this movie to feature length, y’know?? We were really scraping at the bottom of the Watchmen barrel for content. There's just not enough material to get a good long juicy film out of it.

M: Can we just skip this whole part? I'll summarize. Laurie and Dan spend half an hour whining at each other because Laurie and Jon had a fight and they kinda wanna bang but that will take three hours to get to as well for no good goddamn reason. Meanwhile Jon is putting on a suit to do a tv interview.

B: There's a lot of scenes of Dan and Laurie but there's no chemistry at all between them and there's no buildup to their actual relationship. Even Dan is so nothing in this movie and I liked him. And there's an article from the comic because this is JUST LIKE THE COMIC.

M: Why are they...oh they're going to Hollis...but this isn't how it happened. They literally make this longer for no reason.

B: I know it would be really hard to cut anything from Watchmen, because pretty much everything is significant - there's no material that can really be removed that wouldn’t be missed in the final product. BUUUT they just added a whole ton of meaningless shit to this damn movie! At the expense of scenes we actually wanted! Dr Manhattan has his tv interview. This is not gonna go well. Everyone is like wtf are you talking about Jon. Dan and Lori beat up a bunch of thugs because uh...they're living for thrills?

M: Some reporter dude stands up and starts shit with Manhattan. He accuses him of giving everyone cancer. I'm sorry I caused all that cancer. You'd think Jon would KNOW whether or not he caused cancer...he was a fucking physicist.

B: Jon doesn't know whether or not he's radioactive. Spoiler alert: he ain't. He's just had his intrinsic fields removed - really simple procedure, like taking out the appendix.

M: *cronches pizza rolls*

B: A lot less screen time for Janey Slater in the movie, too. She's like "PRETTY PATTIES TURNED MY FACE PURPLE!!!" and then Doc Manhattan teleports everyone out of the studio because he's very emotional rn. That makes...one person in this movie with intense emotions.

M: You're right there...nobody in this movie really shows much in the way of emotion. Everyone's just sorta like "well, the world's going to shit - huh." I REALLY don't like the way they incorporated Tales of the Black Freighter into this movie.

B: Idec what's happening in this stupid anime. Man wants to get home before the freighter. Builds raft out of bloated corpses. Freaky eyes. It's supposed to parallel various elements of the 'real world' storylines but it's so jarring that drawing those connections becomes nigh on impossible. In the comic, panels from TotBF were often right alongside panels from the main story, but you couldn't really do something like that in a movie. They also still don't really do anything with the newspaper corner bits.

M: Did they actually show Dr. Manhattan leaving Earth?

B: No. Not yet.

M: So they just throw us into this scenario?

B: Yep. Dr. Manhattan got ANGERY and was like "y'know what? I'm going to Mars to deliver some exposition!! Way later than this happened in the comic, but who gives a flying fuck??" And we sorta get the explanation of the way Jon perceives time - but again, much less effective than it was in the comic. Everything in this movie is so DARK. 'Dark and gritty' doesn't usually refer to the visuals of a story.

M: Jon got stuck in an experimental machine where they were doing SCIENCE. He got disintegrated.

B: Just look at the SYMBOLISM...I mean, uh, the time. Jon's narration sounds like ASMR. He eventually manages to reassemble himself, but now he's blue....and nAkEd.

M: This giant naked blue dude shows up and Janey is just like "Jon?? Is that you??"

B: Jon is super-powerful, so the govt lords him as a weapon and uses him to help end the Vietnam war, and a lot of references to nuclear power.

M: I know his symbol is supposed to be a hydrogen atom, but it kinda looks like the power button on an Xbox.

Particle man, particle man...

B: This movie feels significantly gorier than the comic...which is not necessary. Janey is worried about how powerful Jon is - or she just wants him to put some fuckin' pants on.

M: Speaking of things that take you out of the movie - Jon's ENTIRE backstory in one flashback. Worked in the comic, not in the movie.

B: Jon macks on a 16 year old girl and is like - why is this a problem? My girlfriend is getting old, I gotta get a new one. Also I'm tired of earth. Going to mars.

M: We literally zoom out from Jon's ass crack.

B: There is no reason to put a physical or cgi camera that close to anyone's ass crack.

M: Jon has fucked off and now they're interrogating Laurie about where he went. She randomly assaults one of them because she can? Why are we having this slo mo smoking moment? And now another flashback to the Comedian... oh right, we have to have Laurie's version of why this guy was a douchebag.

B: Eddie's like, you think I'd fuck my daughter? And Sally is like - yah you might.

M: The gubmint is freaking out because their giant blue naked nuclear weapon has gone to Mars. I hate the Nixon makeup so much. He looks so fake. They wasted their budget on Manhattan's cock. I can't believe we still have 2 hours of this shit left.

B: (separate tangent about her cat) I'd rather focus on my cat than this movie. Why is this scene happening? Why is it significant? Is it supposed to increase the tension with the whole nuclear war thing??

M: I don't know. Why is it going on for so long? They figured out he's on mars because there's a blue spot? Uh...Laurie is beating up a guy and chaining him to a radiator? What....What did that have to do with ANYTHING? The gubmint is now attacking Veidt for trying to create free energy...?

B: This scene is just for Ozymandias to explain his backstory...I guess??

M: I honestly have no idea what's going on.

B: It's supposed to parallel the scene in the comic where he talks about Alexander the Great and stuff...

M: This happened at the END of the comic tho.

B: But here it's just...confusing. The choices they made just generally leave you feeling confused. Not like the comic did. It's ‘Vight’. I'm right.

Adrian Veidt is gay is the most discussed in the media in the few years ago.

M: Oh and now the scene where a hitman shows up disguised as a pizza guy so we can slow mo more totally excessive gore.

B: There was plenty of violence in the comic but...you can be dark and edgy without being this damn gory. Dan and Laurie have yet another meaningless conversation at a table and now Dan is suddenly on board with Rorshach's paranoia??

M: And Dan invites her to come over but in the comic she literally ran to him immediately after Jon left. Jesus now Rorshach is fucking monologuing again. They're fucking with the order of events again and it's pissing me off.

B: They don't seem to do it with any rhyme or reason. You have to make changes to adapt to a medium but there's zero apparent reason for the changes in chronology...

M: Rorschach breaks into Moloch's house so he can get caught again. Why the fuck would Moloch know about any of this??

B: But Moloch is dead. It was a SET UP.

M: I'm losing all plot cohesiveness because of all this nonsense. I can't remember what actually happened. Ten minutes of Rorshach slow mo fighting his way out but he's gonna get caught because Veidt organized all this but they don't tell you that in the movie because of reasons.

B: We're not explaining a lot of the plot because it's happening so slowly. They caught Rorschach. They takin' im to prison.

M: Rorschach don't care. He got shit to do. And now maybe back to the animation...? Yes.

B: They do like 1/16th of this shit with the newstand corner. They should have just not at all done it. They just seem like framing to put the Black Freighter in there.

M: Except they don't do it every time, and that makes it worse. And they made weird ass changes to this story too. It's supposed to parallel what's happening in the main story but it's making NO SENSE.

B: This also adds nothing to the story and it breaks the immersion.

M: It mostly seems like an excuse to be gross. And now for Rorschach's mental health evaluation.

B: He's psycho bonkers crazy. Part of the concept of Watchmen is that everyone has issues. The complex psychology.

Look inside your local garbage and you may find a friend and boy.

M: Aw who cares about that. Let's shoot off some more fingers! We get his entire backstory in very very short flashbacks. He's still nuts.

B: This was over the course of quite a while in the comic.

M: Yeah but suddenly we're pressed for time in the seven hour long movie so we gotta condense his entire story into a ten minute scene. Which makes this feel rushed, which is fucking weird considering how drawn out every fucking thing in this movie is.

B: The comic felt like a bunch of stories being told at once but all tying in together at a certain point. Convergent stories The movie feels like a bunch of different stories that happen and then they're over. They're not tying anything together. (Biscuits starts singing Linkin Park because this part is so fucking dark)

M: So he's telling this story about how he killed a guy for kidnapping a girl and Biscuits is looking up the name of that song because she can't remember what it's called and still singing.

B: It's called Shadow of the Day...it’s like the one Linkin Park song I know

M: Okay. And Rorschach is gonna....kill this guy with a hatchet???

B: That is NOT how that happened. He tied him up and set that house on fire. But now he's gonna hit that guy in the head 20 times. And now he's Rorschach. There is no Laura, only Zuul.

M: ...Dana!!

B: Oh...Dana....is that from...

M: Ghostbusters!

B: I didn't wanna say it and have you be like - No it's from the Exorcist!

M: That would have been pretty funny in the exorcist. There is no Pazuzu, only Zuul.

B: Rorschach delivers the iconic line - I'm not locked in here with you, you're locked in here with me. The angrier he gets the more gravelly his voice gets. Meanwhile back at the ranch...Lori looks at Dan's shit.

M: You gotta be more specific. In this movie it might be actual shit. She's looking at this ship.

B: He's got some cool etchings, and a stamp collection. She sets things on fire. In the comic she thought it was the cigarette lighter. That's not how you put out a fire.

Laurie is an expert firefighter.

M: She doesn't have any brains.

B: She's an animatronic being controlled offscreen. Everything is so bland in this movie. We really aren't given any reasons to connect with Dan and Laurie.

M: This scene isn't helping either. It's boring and we don't care what's happening because we don't fucking care about Dan and Looooooorie. I can't think of a couple with less chemistry than these two.

B: Do you know what this means??

M: Yes.

B: We're getting close to the sex scene. It's like a case study in how not to do a sex scene in a movie. It's like the most awkward horrible thing that can be done. These scenes were in the comic, but not like this.

M: They're not gonna bang right now anyway because Dan can't get it up because uh...Adrian isn't doing gymnastics in the background and Unforgettable isn't playing.

B: Patrick Wilson's titty.

M: Did we really need to...

B: It's okay. Patrick Wilson is reasonably attractive. I would give those titties a six. Maybe a seven. Compared to having to see Malin Ackerman's tits, I would give them an 11. They're better than Manhattan's tits, which are cgen and disgustingly hyperdetailed.

M: BACK TO RORSCHACH. Who is being threatened by a little person named Big Figure because that's fucking funny. I guess. But it's also canon. And now Dan's dreaming but there's no actual meaning here because they do it wrong.

B: It really would have been better to put that in there after Dan and Laurie stop trying to bang instead of going to Rorschach?

M: And then IMMEDIATELY back to the animated parts with NO warning.

B: That was the worst editing I've ever seen. Sharks are eating the corpse boat.

M: I'm so confused. How did that shark get back up into the boat thing....

B: Who the fuck cares anymore.

M: Back to reality?? Snoop Dogg threatens the comic reading man because uh...

B: Snap back to reality...OH there goes gravity...something about spaghetti. And now back to Dan who is staring naked at his suit. There's too many behinds in this movie.

M: Are you gonna rate it?

B: I like plenty of naked behinds in other contexts.

M: I'm not even gonna ask.

B: Dreiberg is pretty ripped for being supposedly flabby and old. Laurrrrrie decides they should go fight crime.

Unfortunately, Malin Akerman.

M: Night Owl's costume is so bad. Like Ozymandias’ costume and...most of the costumes.

B: Laurie's costume is mostly see through because she can't fight crime if she's not sexy. We don't get any explanation of Dan's bird love in the movie. He's a good bird boy. That's a tongue twister.

M: They're saving people from a fire. I kinda want to go take a nap.

B: Why is he shooting into the burning building???

M: I don't know! Oh it's a water tower.

B: I thought he was just shooting up a burning building.

M: I'm sorry but she would be DEAD from that backdraft. There is no way. So now they gotta drop people off so they can bang in the owlship. Which I don't wanna see. SKIP.

B: This isn't how this happened in the comic at all.

M: Back to Rorschach again. They don't do the whole language pun thing which was so fucking cool in the comic. Big Figure. Small world. Why is all Rorschach's shit cut out??? Don't tell me they didn't have time. They see one dead guy and they know Rorschach is alive?

B: Professional dead guy appraiser.

M: Oh yeah there's a whole prison riot going on but we don't know why in the movie because they don't explain it.

B: Now Dan and Lari are gonna beat up some guys but it's so fucking dark it's like I'm watching Fan4stic. More slow mo.

M: They had to cut Rorschach's story to make time for all the slow mo.

B: I hate Night Owl's outfit. Leri's doesn't look anything like the comic either. I punched that guy! I'm a strong independent woman!

M: Rorschach goes to kill Big Figure in the bathroom which also fucks up what happened in the comic. Luri calls Rorschach an idiot and they start bitch fighting but Dan is like come on we gotta go. We have an hour left. We have to start building each other up.

B: (sings Livin' on a prayer )

M: NOT HOW THIS HAPPENED EITHER. Jon shows up after they get back and kidnaps Liri to mars where there's no air because he's a dick like that.

B: Diet bepis.

M: Laurie somehow knows she's on Mars because there's a giant glass sculpture there. Like on Mars. You know. Back to Snoop and his gang who randomly decide to take out Night Owl but pick the wrong one and beat up Hollis. Poor Hollis.

Yep, definitely Mars.

B: Obviously the editors don't care about the timeline either. Liri's mother is on the phone with Hollis talking about what happened the night before but I thought this was the same night? Who genuinely cares?

M: This movie is rated almost 5 stars on Amazon. You go Hollis, punch at least one of em!

B: The gang beats up Hollis and kills him because it's JUST LIKE THE COMIC. Hollis has flashbacks while he's getting killed. And killed by his own award. But we don't get the scene where he GOT the award. It's fine. I'm not mad.

M: Back to fucking Rorschach and Dan and Laurie and I'm tired of typing that sentence. Rorschach suddenly is sure it's the pyramid people doing all the bad but he has no fucking evidence? Dan lays the smack down and the bromance can continue.

Just like back in college...

B: We're just two dudes in a rad bromance....They're going to an underworld bar because they're looking for seedy dudes.

M: How would these dudes even know about the pyramid thing?

B: That's just how Rorschach do. Follow the money. Rorschach writes a lot of youtube conspiracy videos.

M: Dan finds out some dude helped kill Hollis.

B: Also back on Mars...ugh..his dick is moving back and forth and I know that’s realistic but ugh...It’s different when it’s just a still panel in a comic and not...this...you're made of molecular nothingness, can't you just suck it up into your body or something?

M: Back on Mars Jon goes on his seven hour long predestination trip while his dick wiggles.

B: Jon I have feelings, pls believe me.

M: You can't fucking...you can't...you can't fucking take all this dialogue and re-arrange it and make it work. It doesn't work, now it just seems empty and nobody cares. Lauree was having a total breakdown because Jon wanted HER to make him save the entire earth and now just stand there looking bored.

B: Dan and Ror have broken into Veidt's office searching for answers. Dan is an expert hacker. Creator's name was Jeff Jeff, born on the eighth of Jeff, 19-Jeffity-Jeff. So I put in 'Jeff'.

M: Do they even mention in the movie that Adrian Veidt is supposed to be like, the 'smartest man in the world'? Actually, we don't really learn anything about Veidt in this movie...What do we really know about him? He's rich? He makes plans? Possibly homosexual?

B: *Hacker voice* I'm in. Boys Folder, iconic. Veidt doesn't really keep his most secret government and corporate secrets very...well-hidden. Next to his boys, yanno.

M: Adrian had a team of like three people in the comic. His suit...

B: It has nip- It has NIPPLES!!!

M: *chokes to death laughing* I've never heard anyone so angry about nipples in my whole life.

A toast, to my suit’s nipples.

B: Did Batman and Robin teach the human race nothing???!!? Nipples on superhero costumes = a bad idea. Veidt has killed all his scientists. AND NOW - My Bubastis rant. Whhyyyyy is Bubastis in this fucking movie??????? She just shows up in this scence with NO EXPLANATION. Just, "oh hey...Ozymandias has a giant mutant lynx." and why would she even EXIST in this continuity - he doesn't need the eugenics program in this version of the story. Was he just like "I want a mutant cat, please make me one."

M: How do we still have 50 minutes of movie left??? Oh, I guess...Tales of the Black Freighter. This is still going on. Crazy guy has reached land and kills some people, believing his hometown has been taken over....who really cares. Was there really anyone clamoring for them to put this into the movie?

B: *basically says nothing for this entire bit*

M: *basically says nothing for this entire bit*

B: NO TRANSITIONS, YEAH!

M: Now we're back to have the least impassioned discussion about saving the world ever. "Jon, no, everyone will die...." That's not how this happened - that's not how ANY of this happened. Y'know what, Jon, ya big naked blue freak...

B: Laurie sounds like a teenager who's mad that her parents won't buy her a car.

M: "Do that thing you do..." This is making me irrationally angry, and I've seen this TWICE.

B: This part makes me SO mad. Irrationally mad. They fuck this up so much. We do not get any context to explain how much Laurie hated the Comedian, and why him being her father is such a big deal.

M: Also, in the comic, it was a big deal that Laurie had this realization of her own volition. It came naturally as she tried to fight back her past memories (which were not at all like this), instead of just being magically brought out by Jon.

B: They completely squander Laurie's biggest moment of emotional development, in turn squandering Jon's turning point in deciding to save the world

M: I liked the whole snowglobe bit in the comic...I thought that was like really powerful, but in this she just...throws a temper tantrum.

B: Ugly cry face. At least...I think she's crying. Might just have smelled some expired doppelganger. Jon's speech about life is also...rushed. And they leave out my favorite line. “Come, dry your eyes, for you are life - rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg.”

Acting, I think...

M: Laurie looks like she doesn't understand a single thing Jon's saying to her right now. "Jon...you're talking science again, and I don't understand it."

B: I've already complained about the inappropriate scoring. It hasn't gotten any better.

M: So Dan and Ror are heading to Antartica at record fucking speed. Rorschach tries to tell Dan how to drive the fucking ship Dan designed and built. All Along the Watchtower is playing at record loudness for no reason. Somehow they made it to Antartica in five minutes.

B: They're heeeeeere.

M: If Veidt knew they were coming why wouldn't he just open the door instead of letting them fry it with lasers? Veidt is sitting there pretending that he doesn't notice them creeping in to kill him. Suddenly we are shown that Veidt is somehow some superhuman fighter and gymnast which wasn't included in the movie at all.

B: Come on and SLAM. Hello there, sailors.

M: And now for some exposition while a vigorous swordfight is going on. Not really. Veidt is still going on and on about how smart he is and how he organized all this shit.

B: As with any mystery, it ends with the villian explaining how he did everything.

M: In the comic he literally says he's not a comic villian and wouldn't do that, but you know.

B: I could have sworn there was an alien in here....like there was something vaguely about an alien?? This is alien invader erasure and I will not tolerate it. That would break the suspension of disbelief, I guess. If Veidt wanted to make an alien and use that to unite the world.

M: Yeah that would be bonkers, especially in a world where giant naked blue men with god powers exist.

B: He is smart enough not to monologue BEFORE he pulled off his evil plan.

M: And now we see earth exploding or whatever because of Veidt and uh...suddenly we're back at the fucking animated comic.

B: The whole idea of him uniting the world against Manhattan just doesn't click for me. The alien was supposed to be neutral, to be anomalous. It also doesn't make sense that he would drive Jon to leave earth.

M: Way to pull us the fuck out of the super important ending. Slow zoom back out to the kid reading the comic who complains that it makes no sense. I feel you kid.

B: They're trying to pull everything together here with the clock and the therapist guy and everything but it was all crushed by the alien invader but now it's just Dr Manhattan's..energy force?? But they'll be able to recognize that it was Manhattans? Didn't they know that Veidt was trying to use his energy too??

M: Yes.

B: Oh it's bad. Oh no.

Bubastis’ one moment in the movie...

M: Jon and Lurie return to earth post uh..time bomb or whatever. Jon realizes the energy signature is here. He is not muddled or confused or anything though like he is in the book, so he just immediately goes to Antartica to kick Veidt's ass but then immediately goes through the intrinsic field subtractor like a fucking moron. Why would this even effect Jon? Why would the smartest man alive not figure out that it wouldn't work?

B: Laurie says things....she shoots Veidt but he catches the bullet because he's uh..just that radical. Stuff is happening.

M: For not being a comic book villian Veidt is super fucking acting like a goddamn comic book villian. Jon shows up all super huge now and he's kinda mad at Veidt. But not that mad. Veidt uses his magical remote control to show melty face Nixon demanding peace.

B: And this works because...why not?

M: Because the fucking movie has to end SOMETIME. In the comic there were hundreds of screens showing everything but you know...America. Veidt is like - this is our victory Jon and Jon SHOULD be like - you used me to blow people up dude. Fuck you.

B: Uh uh, can't do that, you'll screw up the peace! Rorschach is like fuck no, I ain't keeping this a secret.

M: I'd side with Rorschach with this tbh, Veidt is a fucking madman. He's like the fucking Governor from the Walking Dead. Ror goes out to try and tell the world but Jon kills him.

B: But of course he wouldn't do that, he told the world 35 minutes ago!

M: He literally did. Rorschach explodes and Dan gets all sad. That was my favorite Rorschach! Now Patrick Wilson's ugly cry face.

I loved that Rorschach like a Rorschach...

B: Jon decides to leave and Laurie is like but why and he's like - well I can't go back to earth NOW.

M: I don't understand why Dan is trying to kick Veidt's ass now. He already agreed to let the mass murder slide. Veidt seems unconcerned.

B: We don't get the whole nothing ever ends quote either, which was a big deal in the comic.

M: They fucked the ending hard though. Like with a chainsaw.

B: They fucked the whole movie hard. With like 17 giant dicks. This shit is way fucked.

M: So I guess Dan and Lbrbbrie go back home? And visit her mom cos you know.

B: And all the reconciliation Lrry had to do in the comic is reduced to one pathetic encounter with her mother. And it means NOTHING because we only get one little scene where Loree is SAD. The whole movie is this way. It's just a bunch of stuff that HAPPENS.

M: I don't give a shit about any of these characters. There's a lot of Lyrie and Dan kissy facing and talking about stuff that doesn't matter now.

B: Nothing ever ends but that's not..at all the way it was supposed to be done...at all.

M: WHY ISN'T THIS OVER, GOD. Straight outta the fucking comic we get the last bit where the greasy kid pulls Rorschach's fucking notebook out of the crank file to publish it so 30 years later they could write the mess that is Doomsday Clock.

B: Not EVEN gonna get into that. That's a whole other screaming fit. But that’s a comic, not a movie.

M: *AGGRESSIVE HEADBANGING TO DESOLATION ROW*

B: *AGGRESSIVE HEADBANGING TO DESOLATION ROW*

M: I don't have any closing thoughts. I'm tired of typing. I hate this movie. I hate what they do to every fucking Alan Moore venture. He deserves better. Write less deep shit Alan and they might actually do you right one day.

B: I find the existence of this movie to be a highly overrated phenomenon. I do, however, fucking love the My Chemical Romance cover of Desolation Row.

Munch and Biscuits out, yo.

[emilywatchescursedshow]

S2 E11 - Playthings

Creepy house, creepy girls, creepy dolls

This is one hell of a dollhouse. I hope these girls are just palying their own little Twilight Zone epsodes with these dolls. Uhoh the doll fell down the stairs and the guys neck is broken. Gross. Little girl continues to look.

I hope this is like haunted toy story.

Oh her name is spelled “Ava”

Hotel with freak accidents

More.. angst? What the hell is Dean talking about? The post-Jess routine? That’s a very different situation

“That attitude is way to healthy for me” Dean shut up.

So I guess instead of “find dad” we have “find ava” as our thru-line that we’re purposely avoiding for MOTW episodes

Yes hoodoo “white bread”

Good lord more awkward queer jokes Dean is having a mental breakdown he needs to recover from

The man is just dragging Dean’s bag behind him on the ground and I love him for it

Yes tip the man who rubbed a hole in your bag

“Of course the most troubling question is why do these people assume we’re gay.” “You are kind of butch. Probably think you’re overcompensating.” Wow lines that just completely re-write a character interpretation huh.

Is it the butler?

“Yes and” Dean with this Sam. It’s a very weak “yes and”

TAKE YOUR CAST OFF SAM WINCHESTER

WHY DO THEY HAVE A CUSTOM BUILT EXACT REPLICA OF THE HOTEL in a doll house?

Grandma Rose and then creepy shot of an old lady in a chair.

After the incident with propping the skinz channel brochure on the TV Sam you can’t be mad at Dean for telling you not to surf porn

They want to demolish the hotel.

Creepy little girl with her creepy little doll. Ah yes creepy haunted house... some nice smoke and light filtering. She’s summing ring around the rosy. Oh uhoh guy’s dying. Guess we don’t get to see what killed him.

Something’s wrong with Sam. Is Sam drunk? He just called Dean “Bossy and short” like honestly. Sam’s healthy attitude is evaporating. Oh I see he thinks that he can rid himself of the demon by doing good deeds?

“Dad’s an ass - you don’t do that, you don’t lay that kind of crap on your kids” Dean why are you saying things that actually make sense

“Everyone around me dies” yes Sam you work in the job of people dying. People around you are going to die.

Dean is obviously lying. Why the hell did Jarp grip Dean’s lip like that?? Also some very good “I’m worried about Sam” acting from Jackles

Dean Winchester would not be caught dead in pre-ripped jeans which those definitely are. The bartender is having a drink with Dean. It’s almost like this is the Shining or something.

I love this creepy old man so much.

Getting Rose backstory. Oh apparently she had a Black Nanny which is why there’s hoodoo in this “whitebread” place amazing.

Sam mixed... whiskey and jaeger

I don’t think it’s Rose I think its the old man. Who I love. Sam’s skyrim lockpicking again... that’s twice in a row.

Creepy creepy stairs, creepy creepy attic, creepy creepy old lady watching the creepy creepy rain

It’s never the creepy old lady this isn’t silent hill. Sam can diagnose a stroke. No it’s not Rose it’s the other lady. Or... it’s the other daughter. Who is.. imaginary? I guess that makes sense based on how they’ve been framing the character appearances in the episode. Only one swing swaying in the breeze is very creepy so this lady just walks toward it? Oh both swings are swinging now.

Is she going to get run over by her own car or not is the question. Why is she crying???

Sam came just in the nick of time I guess his demon count is down one.

Dean getting distracted by technicalities. Same.

Maggie is imaginary. I see. She’s gloating to the old lady because she’s planning on, murdering the daughter so they haunt the hotel together?

Drowned in the pool

Maggie convincing Tyler to kill herself is pretty dark. There’s like a tarp over the pool? Oh that’s actually way more horrifying

She fought her way free that’s pretty rad of her but now she’s being straight up drowned

Uhoh someone was calling for Maggie who could it be

You need to get the water out of her lungs fast start CPR

Oh I guess she just .. is alive.

Apparently Ruby is going to die for Maggie so they can be together.

Yeah grandma is dead unfortunately

The lady just left two strange men alone with her dead mother

I want the butler to come back

What exactly have they given her that counts as “everything”

“whatever is going on must be over” mmhmmm

Dean’s just happy someone got a hug “milf action” i hate this show

Dean’s number one character trait is just Avoid

What is happening now?? Do we get some extra hauntings? Some bonus spooks? THE OLD MAN????

No they’re just playing jump rope together forever.

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Warrior Season 2 Episode 5 Review: Not for a Drink, a F*ck, or a G*damn Prayer

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This Warrior review contains spoilers.

Warrior Season 2 Episode 5

The episode opens with Li Yong (Joe Taslim) doing some shirtless Kung Fu but the scene is too short to determine what style he is doing. Perhaps it’s something just made up for Warrior. Taslim’s background is in in Judo, not Kung Fu, but that doesn’t matter. He looks great doing whatever he’s doing and it’s a promising opening for this episode.

The previous two episodes lacked enough Kung Fu to satisfy dedicated Bruce Lee fans. Fortunately, this episode makes up for that and then some. It’s the strongest episode in Season 2 so far, both dramatically and choreographically.

It’s a rough one for Penny (Joanna Vanderham) as her world collapses. As she inspects the devastation of Mercer Steel after Leary’s (Dean Jagger) terrorist bombing, she asks Jacob (Kenneth Fok) “What is that terrible smell?” It’s a line that betrays naivete about opium. Opium is derived from poppy seed pod sap and it has a distinctive floral smell like fine perfume. Warrior can be forgiven for the oversight because its exceedingly rare to find opium on the streets anymore. Nowadays, it’s much more profitable to synthesize it into pharmaceutical opiates or heroin. 

Nevertheless, Penny’s comment allows Jacob to reveal that the offensive odor is opium, exposing Ah Sahm’s (Andrew Koji) deception. The betrayal cuts deep and later, when Ah Sahm comes to survey the damage for himself, Penny threatens to scream, knowing full well that it would be the end of Ah Sahm because of racial profiling. Their relationship has soured tragically since their affair in Season 1. Later, the Mayor (Christian McKay) inspects the damage too. He’s lawyered up and lets Penny know that late delivery negates the Cable Car contract. Penny begs the Mayor, but he says he’ll be happy to see her at home.

In more opium developments, Lee (Tom Weston-Jones) stumbles into SFPD looking awful after his first puffs of opium, just as O’Hara (Kieran Bew) and the force prepare to take revenge on the Fung Hai for the raid on his home. O’Hara orders Lee to be straight for the raid that night. Meanwhile, Flannagan (David Butler) pays a visit to Leary, implying that he knows Leary is behind the bombings. He tells him to stop but Leary stands his ground, reversing blame to the politicians who drove his people to such desperate measures. 

Warrior Wine and Women

Ah Toy (Olivia Cheng) visits Nellie’s (Miranda Raison) Sonoma winery (a journey which would take days to get to from Chinatown without the Bay bridges, none of which were erected at the time when Warrior is set). Nevertheless, it’s a pleasant break from the oppressive ghetto sets of Warrior’s Chinatown. Seeing the beautiful refuge that Nellie has built, Ah Toy gets misty, remembering her grandmother growing tomatoes.

This, like the bridges, is historically awkward because tomatoes are a New World crop. They came into China a little over a century ago. Warrior is set around a century and a half ago, so while it is possible that Ah Toy’s grandmother farmed tomatoes in China at that time, it’s unlikely. Nellie finds Ah Toy who escaped to the cask room. She gives her a taste of her wine, makes her move and they start snogging. Wait…what? It’s a great ‘didn’t see that one coming’ moment for Warrior, exactly the sort of soap operatic twist that makes for good TV. Where this might lead is anyone’s guess. 

The Raid Redemption

Chao’s (Hoon Lee) plan to set up Zing (Dustin Nguyen) and the Fung Hai comes to pass and it’s a delicious bit of ultraviolence. With the SFPD waiting for his signal outside, Chao delivers Zing’s blades as promised, with two of Chao’s delivery men being Long Zii in disguise. One is Li Yong. Zing gets suspicious when Chao refuses to be overpaid, and his men restrain Chao and force him to drink mare’s milk. Meanwhile, the Long Zii men kill some Fung Hai so Li Yong can plant Ah Toy’s sword. But the bodies are discovered, and the gig is up. Unleash the mayhem. Li Yong starts methodically taking out Fung Hai men on a staircase. All bloody hell breaks loose with lots of stabbing through the head and a brutal eye gouge.

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Chao, who has been suffering a beating at the hands of the Fung Hai, has something up his sleeve. It’s the James West style Wild Wild West sleeve derringer mechanism he showed off way back in Episode 4 “The White Mountain” Why the Fung Hai didn’t feel those when they were holding down Chao’s arms is anyone’s guess but it delivers a great kill line when Chao reveals that he has not just one, but two, one up each sleeve. The gunshots signal the cops and they come charging in, guns blazing. The Fung Hai attempt to beat them back with long knives and arrows, but they’re no match for O’Hara’s shotgun, Lee’s revolver, and the rest of the SFPD’s firepower. 

Then it happens – the fight that martial arts fans have been eagerly awaiting – Li Yong versus Zing.

Nguyen and Taslim are the two most prominent martial arts stars on the show. Nguyen had made it as an actor long before he showed off his martial talent. Ironically, his first martial role was in a Levi’s commercial where he spoofed Bruce Lee. Since then, he starred in some groundbreaking Vietnamese martial arts films like The Rebel and Once Upon a Time in Vietnam (which he also wrote and directed) as well as Justin Lin’s hilarious Finishing the Game where he played an actor aspiring to replace Bruce Lee and finish Game of Death.

Taslim exploded into the martial arts movie genre with The Raid: Redemption and has delivered another great fight film in The Night Comes for Us. He’ll be starring in the upcoming reboot of Mortal Kombat. But despite Nguyen’s previous experience as a Bruce Lee clone, it’s Taslim who does the Chinese boxing shuffle in a nod to the Little Dragon in their match up.

And the duel is worth the wait.

Nguyen and Taslim know how to sell punches and they create a vicious showdown the likes of which is seldom seen on TV. Props must be given to the Second Unit director Brett Chan and his team for choreographing a dynamic and satisfying fight between these two titans of the martial arts. This is one of the best fight scenes that Warrior has delivered so far. There’s also a nice call back to Episode 3 when Li Yong drops the line “Be thankful for your pain. It means you’re still alive.”

O’Hara shoots Zing in the shoulder to disarm him as he wields Ah Toy’s sword. He covertly plants a murder victim’s watch, arousing some suspicion from Lee. But the trap is sprung. Zing is busted the bloody sword in his red hand. Chao’s plan seems to have worked. Later Chao takes his daughter Hannah (Selena Teles-Fernandes) from her prostitute mom and delivers her to Nellie. His near-death experience at the hands of the Fung Hai made him rethink his life. He realizes that his daughter looks white enough to have a chance. Nellie promises to find her a good home.

Back at the Hop Wei, Young Jun is freaking out about the lost opium and Ah Sahm is desperately looking for some way to replenish their supply. Hong pledges his allegiance to them both after cleverly discerning what the issue is through some observation and deduction. The three drink over it in a promising union for future episodes. Ah Sahm goes to Ah Toy for a loan and reveals his plans for the future of the Hop Wei. Ah Toy rejects him and tells him not to meddle anymore. 

The episode ends back in the Barbary Coast Fight Pit where Ah Sahm is beating down a dreadlocked fighter in dramatic slow motion during the rain. It’s an homage shot to The Grandmaster which opened with a slow-motion rain fight that so many shows have emulated since. After the fight, Mai Ling (Dianne Doan) shows up and tries to reconcile with Ah Sahm. She’s still upset about catching Li Yong patching himself up after fighting Zing and realizing that he moved without her consent. However, Ah Sahm is still angry about when Mai Ling ordered his death, so he promises to destroy everything his sister has done. She leaves in tears.

And to think, the whole reason Ah Sahm came to America was to find his sister. Ah Sahm and Mai Ling have the worse sibling rivalry ever.

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After Mai Ling leaves, Vega (Maria-Elena Laas) wonders if she’s Ah Sahm’s lover. Ah Sahm brushes her off but then remembers her offer for a bigger fight purse in some international fight arena. Could this be the solution to redeem the lost opium? It’s a promise of more ultraviolence in an upcoming episode. We can only hope.

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Winchesters in Gotham (one)

“Y/N get out of here!” Sam yells just as the demon shoves you into wooden crate fracturing at least three ribs, while your trying to stand up the demon pulls out a switchblade and tries to stab you in the heart, you rolled out of the way. Instead of your hitting your heart the demon gets you in the bicep causing you to yelp. “Y/N go!” Sam says again as he shoots the demon.

Getting out of the warehouse was easier said then done, you’re fairly weak because you haven’t had a decent meal in at least a week- you were being used as bait for your brothers. The blood loss isn’t helping anything either, black spots dance across your vision. You collapse against the hard ground, out cold because of how much blood you’ve lost. The last thing you remember before blacking out is a masked man with a bat emblem across his chest.

When you come around again you discover that you’re in a hospital and your older brothers are nowhere to be seen. Instead of your brothers is a boy about your age who seems to be watching over you. “Hey.” The kid says when he notices you’re awake.

“Hi…” You meekly answer. “Where am I?”

“Gotham hospital.” The dark haired boy looks at you concerned. “You doing okay?”

“I’ve been better.” You answer, you wince slightly when you move your injured arm. “Who are you?”

“Dick Grayson… and you are?”

“Y/N Winchester.” A man pokes his head into the room and asks if he can talk to Dick for a moment. Dick nods and leaves the room leaving you in silence.

“I don’t like this Dick.” You overhear someone state. The man sounds like he is standing outside your doorway.

“Bruce, we spent two days looking for her family… and within those two days we haven’t found anything!” Dick retorts. Your heart sinks. If Dick and this Bruce person spent two days looking for Sam and Dean without any luck; it more then likely means your brothers already left town… leaving you behind. After a few minutes Dick and this other man walk back into your hospital room. The man introduces himself as Bruce Wayne… and he’s your current legal guardian (reluctantly).

When you’re released from the hospital you realise that you left your phone on the backseat of the impala and you don’t have your brothers’ new numbers memorised yet. Cas isn’t answering your prayers either. 🐝 🐝 🐝 🐝 🐝 You’ve kept to yourself since you came to Wayne manor, sure you would make small talk with Dick every now and then but that was about it. Everyone who lives at Wayne manor is human, you’ve subtly tested them. Saying Christo, giving them salt when they asked for sugar- things like that.

“Hey Y/N,” Dick says one day. “Bruce wants to talk to you.”

“Oh… okay.” You reply getting off your bed and following the dark haired boy. “You wanted to see me Bruce?” You ask softly when you and Dick enter the study.

“Yes.” Bruce answers. He stands up and pushes a hidden button revealing two poles behind the book case. One pole says Dick the other says Bruce. “We hardly tell anyone this but we’re making an exception for you. You’re not an average teenager are you?” Bruce pulls out your gun out of a drawer and sets it down on his desk.

“Huh, I wondered where I put that thing.” You shove your hands into the pockets of your new pants. Bruce was nice enough to buy you a some new clothes so you wouldn’t have to wear the same outfit day in and day out. The red phone on the desk lights up and Bruce calmly answers it. The man on the other line is apparently a police officer.

After Bruce gets off the phone he and Dick make a run for the poles, before Bruce goes down he looks at Alfred, the butler. “She’s allowed in the cave, she’s one of us now.” With that Bruce slides down the pole. Alfred closes the bookcase and leads you to a hidden elevator, and the two of you go down in silence. When you exit the elevator you are shocked when you realise that you are standing in a superhero’s lair. The shock doesn’t last long though… thanks to Dick.

“Oh my god. Dick please put some pants on!” You exclaim looking away from him. Dick is in a black superhero mask, a yellow cape, a red shirt with short green sleeves… the most disturbing part of the outfit is the fact Dick is in his underwear. Which you didn’t want to know the color of.

Surprisingly the costume for Batgirl fits you, but you don’t want to be the next Batgirl. Bruce, well in this case Batman tells you that it’s just a temporary name. 🐝 🐝 🐝 🐝 🐝 -Sam and Dean POV- It’s been a month since the boys last saw you. Your footprints and the blood trail just stopped, the only thing that gave your brothers a hint about what happened to you was the sulfur nearby. Another demon had taken you away from them just when they got you back from one.

“For all we know she might be, might be…” Dean can’t bring himself to say it, you couldn’t be dead. He didn’t want to even think of the possibility that you were dead.

“We’ll find her Dean, we always do.” Sam says placing a hand on his brother’s shoulder. Dean nods playing with your phone in his hand. He found on the floor of the impala next to the place you normally sit. When Cas pops in your brothers look up from what they are doing. “Did you find her?” Sam asks.

“No, I’m sorry.” Cas answers. Dean sets your phone on the table next to him and puts his head in his hands. Guilt of not helping you get to the car safely rises in his chest. Your eldest brother starts to blame himself for your disappearance. Everyone jumps when your phone starts playing (default ringtone). Dean picks it up and sees a number from New Jersey. 🐝 🐝 🐝 🐝 🐝 -Gotham, your POV- Although you don’t want to, when you get a new phone (a gift from Bruce) you dial your old cellphone number just to let your brothers know you’re alive. “Hello?” Dean’s gruff voice answers.

“Hi Dean… it’s me.” You reply. Your brother seems skeptical. “Perhaps the word Poughkeepsie rings a bell.” You went with that particular code word because it wouldn’t send your older brothers into a panic unlike funkytown and there’s something on my shoe. “Or how about the first motel in the phone book if we get separated?” Dean suddenly goes into overprotective brother mode, once he knows it’s actually you and not some elaborate prank.

“Where are you and are you okay?”

“I’m feeling fantastic. As for where I am, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” Dick leans against your doorway and mouths batphone. Telling you that the police commissioner needs Batman, Robin, and Thrush. “I’ll call you back, need to go.” You say into the phone. You hear quite the list of profanities as you hang up.

“What was that about?” Your friend asks.

“Nothing really. I just called an old friend of mine.” You answer as the two of you head for the study. Once in the study Bruce tells you that the Penguin was at large again. “The Penguin?” You ask suddenly confused. Since you became Thrush you’ve met only a handful of bad guys that roam the streets of Gotham- the Penguin wasn’t on the list.

“He’s a foul man, I’ll give you details when we’re in the cave.” Bruce says before sliding down the pole.

“A bird pun, really?” You mutter to yourself as you go down the other pole changing into your super suit. You roughly based your suit off of Batgirl’s suit, but it is different. For one thing your cape is made out of (favorite color) fabric your suit and mask are a shade lighter than black and around your waist is a utility belt similar to Batman’s.

You race Robin to the batmobile to see who gets to sit shotgun. Although you haven’t known Batman/Bruce and Robin/Dick very long, the three of you act more like a family then you and your brothers ever did.

When you meet the Penguin he is with a man you know really well- and that man is Crowley. You clench your jaw slightly unaware of the fact you clench your jaw the same way Sam does. Making the king of hell suddenly suspicious. “Who are you?” Crowley directly asks you.“You remind me of someone I’m not overly fond of.”

“The feeling is mutual.” You retort. “Name is Thrush.”

“Tell me Thrush… do you happen to know Sam, Dean and Y/N Winchester?” You knew Crowley was going to throw something like that at you, just not that blunt.

“Who are you, exactly?” Batman interrupts glaring at the king of hell. He wasn’t sure how Crowley knew your real name but he wasn’t going to chance risking your secret identity to get answers.

“Where are my manners.” Crowley sarcastically replies. “My name is Crowley the king of hell.”

“New sidekick Batman?” The Penguin sneers. Leaning against his umbrella. “Let me guess she is all talk and no fight.”

“No, it’s the other way around Penguin.” Robin points out just as you knock one of the Penguin’s henchmen to the ground and render him unconscious with a swift kick to the back of the henchman’s head. “Holy knock out…”

“Now is not the time for your bad expressions Robin.” You say, now fighting another henchman. Crowley watches from a distance, to him Thrush’s fighting style screamed Y/N Winchester. The henchman you’re fighting nails you in the ribs. You fall to the ground feigning an injury so the henchman would let his guard down.

On the way back to the batcave, Batman asks about the king of hell, and how he knows you. “I’ve known Crowley for years now.” You explain. “I never know if that demon is going to be any help or stab everyone in the back.” 🐝 🐝 🐝 🐝 🐝 -Bunker, Sam and Dean’s POV- “Hello boys.” Crowley says causing your older brothers to pull out their guns and point them at the demon.

“What do you want Crowley?” Dean demands.

“Harsh squirrel. Here I was in a generous mood and going to give you some information on your sister.” The term ‘your sister’ catches your brothers’ attention. “I guess you’re not interested in finding her. Guess I should take my leave.”

“Crowley wait.” Sam says standing up and lightly grabbing Crowley’s arm stopping the demon in his tracks. “Y/N has been gone for almost a month now… will you please help us bring our little sister home?”

“Well since you asked so nicely… I believe that your sister is in New Jersey under the name of Thrush.”

“How do you know?” Dean asks in response not wanting a false hope.

“Well for one thing the girl, Thrush, clenches her jaw the same way Moose over here does, and the other thing is you Winchesters have a unique fighting style.”

“Wait hold up… what do you mean by fighting style and did you see what ‘Thrush’ looked like?”

“Unique fighting style as in, can bring a fool to his knees in seconds. Thrush… a lovely thing really, feigned an injury so the person she was fighting would lower their guard.” Sam and Dean share a look. “And to answer your second question I didn’t get a good look at the girl. So I can’t tell you what she looked like.”

“I admit it, faking an injury like that is something Y/N is constantly doing.” Dean says itching the back of his head.

“It still shocks me that some one like Y/N can be related to the two biggest idiots on the planet.” Crowley mutters.

“What was that?” Dean asks.

“Nothing.” Dean throws Crowley a skeptical look but doesn’t say anything. “If it is any help Thrush was with two others Batman and Robin.”

To be continued.

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A Fresh Start Part 8: Who’s Lucille?

(Dec 27th, Scum Town)

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf‎ *It was morning and I woke up first. I went downstairs to make some breakfast and met up with Joey.* Morning Little Chewie. *Giggled* We gotta fuckin' eat! *He barked and I picked him up and put him on my shoulder, then started cooking.*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I was sound asleep when the smell of food woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and saw that both Ivan and Joey were gone. I climbed out of bed and slipped on my shirt and boy shorts, quickly made the bed and headed downstairs to my kitchen* Well, I didn't expect to wake up to this sight *soft smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at her strangely* What fucking sight? *I took a piece of bacon out of the pan, blew on it to cool it down, broke it in half gave half to Joey, and I ate the other half* I'm fucking hungry.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *laughed a little* For one, you're cooking breakfast in my kitchen. Two: You're here with my dog, whom is apparently begging for food like he always does *looked at Joey and smiled a little as I walked over to the fridge to get some water*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Hey, us guys have got to fucking eat! *Laughed* Plus, I know how to cook, I just usually chose not to. *smirked*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *laughed a little as I grabbed a bottle of water* Hey, I'm not complaining that you're cooking *soft laugh* And why do you choose to not cook? Don't tell me you kidnapped a famous personal chef for that or something? *opened my water and took a sip*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Snickered* Fuck no! He works for us, same with the maids and butlers. And I fucking doubt he's famous. *I took Joey off my shoulder and gave him to Annie.* You might wanna let Little Chewie go outside. *smiled*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *topped my water and set it on the counter* Okay, good to know *soft laugh and took Joey and kissed his face* Come on, Joey *soft laugh as I walked to the backdoor, I set Joey down and let him run around out back for a while until he did his business* Also, I find it a little weird and cute that you're being nice to my dog.. *Joey finished and ran back in the house, I shut the door behind me and returned to the kitchen*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Breakfast was cooked and I set up the plates* I ain't bein' nice. He's just a fucking mute. *half smile*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *gave you a look* Really? Again? *softly sighed as I filled up his dog bowl with food* Joey isn't a mutt.. *I filled up his water dish and placed it by his food bowl. I went to the kitchen sink to wash my hands*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Giggled* I fucking forgot.. My bad. He's the king of Chewies. *Laughed and handed her a plate.*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *dried my hands with a paper towel and tossed it in the trash* Oh my god.. *closed my eyes and softly groaned* He's my little king alright, just not king of the Chewies.. *took my plate and headed to the table, grabbing my water as I passed the counter* Thank you very much.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Gave her the look with a cute smile* Come on, Give me a little fuckin' break? *Kissed her* You're fucking welcome.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *looked down at Joey then back to you and quietly sighed* Alright, alright.. *kissed back* I still refuse to let my dog be turned into Chewbacca *smiled a little as I sat my plate down and sat in the chair*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf But... *sighed and rolled my eyes* Whatever, he looks like him. A mini Chewie. *I sat down at the table and started to eat* I'm soooo buying him Star Wars doggie toys. Just fuckin' sayin'.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I ate a few bites of food* He may look like Chewbacca to you, but I don't know.. I don't see the resemblance. *I was about to take another bite but stopped for a moment and looked at you* It's nice that you want to spoil my baby with toys, but Star Wars dog toys? Oh boy.. *shook my head and ate my forkful*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Naughty smirk* I ain't just gonna spoil him.. *Stared at her* He just comes with the package.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *looked over at you* I didn't forget that I get to have nice things too *soft smile* Just know, that I deserve a huge shopping trip since you're probably going to be torturing the hell out of me with the whole "Little Chewie" thing *teased as I took a sip of my water*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed as I cut my eggs with my fork* Oh really now? Is that a fucking fact?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *broke off a small piece of bacon* Mm, I wouldn't say a fact, but I think I deserve something out of it. I mean, this is a packaged deal and if Joey gets doggy toys, I should get a little something too *cute smile as I ate my piece of bacon*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked over at her* Actually, you'll be gettin' a fuck load more than your dog. Because I fuck you, not your dog. *cute smile*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Oh? *ate the rest of my bacon strip* Well, that just makes getting spoiled a whole lot better *soft smile* And I'd like to hope I'm the only one you'll be fucking because people that are into animals are a no-no in my book *soft smile. I finished my plate*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Cracked up* I ain't gonna fuck your dog. No worries there. I might be fucking sick, but not that fucking sick.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Okay, good *laughed a little* I feel better knowing that you're not that twisted *soft smile as I shook my head*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Pain, electrocution, blood.. I'm in. But that.. And fucking kids. No.. No.. Fuck no. *snickered* I'd cut my dick off first.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *nodded* It's comforting knowing that everyone has at least some limits, and I can agree on the whole kids and animals thing..just no *shudders at the thought as I sipped my water*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf I mean, don't get me fucking wrong. *shrugged a shoulder* If I have to kill a kid, I'll fucking do it.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Seriously? *frowned and sat back in my chair* A little kid.. But why? No kid deserves to have their life ended for any reason..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Shrugged* I've done it before... Well.. Kinda. I was there! *Laughed*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *furrowed my brow as I listened* I'm not going to ask this time, I really don't need to know what happened.. I don't need anymore nightmares *laughed it off as I stood from my seat and took my plate to the kitchen sink*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I finished my breakfast* You must of heard about it. Slick and I went on a school bus filled with kids and he burned them alive with a fucking flamethrower.

Annie Wilson-Vilf No, I haven't heard about it *closed my eyes and leaned my back against the counter. I lowered my head and sighed* And I didn't want to know that.. *lifted my head as I brushed my hair back*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at her strangely* What?? It's just fucking business.

Annie Wilson-Vilf It's.. *long pause* unsettling to hear that.. *shook my head* It's nothing. I'll be fine.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Sighed* Well, it's comes with what we do. We kill people sometimes. A lot of fucking people. And if I know Slick, he's gonna do just like dad and make it a show, for everyone to fucking see. That'll include you.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *softly sighed* Okay, okay. I get it. You guys kill people and that's fine..horrible but fine. I guess I don't have much of a choice but to get used to what you and your brother do. I just don't like to hear about anything involving kids..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* No fucking problem. I don't have to tell you about the kids ones. *smiled* Don't worry about it.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *nodded a little* Okay, good. *weak smile. I softly cleared my throat as my smile faded* I think I need a nice, long and relaxing bath now.. *shook my head as I stepped out the kitchen*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Okay.. *Watching her leave* We'll go shopping after. *I didn't realize anything was wrong*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I nodded, not really catching the "going shopping" part* Yeah, that sounds great *soft smile. I called Joey and he followed me to my room and laid in his dog bed while I started the shower instead of a bath*

(Brooklyn)

Kane-Vilf‎ *I woke to Erica missing. At first I thought she just left. Then I saw the McDonald's on the table, and thought maybe, just maybe she was coming back. I showered and dressed and finally ate the McDonald's, then suddenly I felt my soul getting closer to me. I stood in front of the door. And when she opened it, I could smell Dean Ambrose on her. I titled my head.* Where were you?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I smiled at Kane when I walked in* Hey you. Well when I went out for Mcdonald's I ran into Taker who told me to go see Dean because he had something to talk to me about. So I've been at Dean's.

Kane-Vilf *Folded my arms* You were with Dean Ambrose, to.. "Talk?" *I wanted to believe her, but it was hard. Last time we were together, she was sleeping with

 Edge and saying she was with her mother.*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Nods* Yeah Roman dropped me off there since I couldn't orbit there. We just talked. Turns out someone is about to come back to wwe and it's going to be epic. Also there's opportunity for us to be a part of it.

Kane-Vilf Riiiight.. So the man that Dean sees as a brother, just happened to drop you off at his asylum to.. "Chat?" *Shook my head* Whatever.. *Headed to my bedroom to pack*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *My smile faded as I followed him* Kane wait. I swear it's the truth. Ask Taker. Hell ask Dean. We only Talked about something really important that I need to tell you.

Kane-Vilf *I threw the gym bag on the bed and started throwing my clothes into it* Should I ask Roman too? *Stopped to look at her. I was hurt. I truly believed the worse*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I teared up a little* Kane I swear to you. *makes my hand glow and holds it out* Take my hand if you don't believe me.

Kane-Vilf *I stared down at her hand, then slammed my hand into hers* Go ahead..

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I gripped his hand in a firm grip and looked into his eyes* Last night I met Taker on the way to get us some Mcdonald's. He told me that I needed to go visit Dean at his asylum because he had something to tell me. The next day I met Roman who offered to drive me to Dean's because I couldn't orbit there. All Dean and I did was talk. No kissing, no touching, no sex. Just talking. I swear.

Kane-Vilf *I could feel she was telling the truth and I calmed down. I started feeling sorry for hurting hurt and I wiped the tear away with my thumb* I'm sorry.. I don't know what I should believe with you anymore. I could smell Dean all over you and assumed the worse. *sad eyes*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *sighs and nuzzled his hand* No it's okay. I understand completely. *sad smile* I still have a lot to prove and my past isn't something I'm proud of.

Kane-Vilf *Sighed* I don't want to hurt you, but I don't want to be hurt too.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf Right back at yeah big guy. *small smile* I'm not going to gain your trust overnight. It's going take time and I get if. *Makes my energy fade but doesn't let go of his hand* Now You ready to hear the news?

Kane-Vilf *I held her hand to my chest* Yes.. Tell me? *sad smile*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Moved closer to him and spread my hand in chest when he placed it there.* Alright. Well get this. Eric Bischoff is coming back. Can you believe it?

Kane-Vilf *Shook my head in confusion* Eric Bischoff? Vince would never rehire him.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf That's what I said too but apparently he's got a hell of a plan in play. Remember when it was just Hall and Nash and they came to take over? Well what do you think they're going to do again? *smirks*

Kane-Vilf *Evil laugh* Oh.. This is going to be good.. So why is this important to us?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf I thought you'd never ask. *smirks* Turns out Bischoff has support from Hogan, Nash, X-Pac, and Taker which means NWO baby! Woo! I was thinking we should join. What do you say?

Kane-Vilf My brother is involved in the NWO? And you want to join? *Evil chuckle* Alright, I'm in.. But you do understand we are taking over WWE? There ain't no turnin' back. That's why it's NWO 4 Life.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf Oh I'm well aware of the rules. I'm looking forward too it. This is going to be fun. *evil smirk* Only thing that sucks is Daniel and Mick are leaving. Gonna miss them. Oh and there's one more thing.

Kane-Vilf Wait Mick and Daniel are leaving? Who replacing them? *smirked* Oh why am I worried about this one more thing?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *shrugs* Don't know yet. Guess we'll find out. Well two more wrestlers are joining wwe. Not the NWO but wwe. And it's *mutters* The Hardy boys. *bites my lip*

Kane-Vilf *My eyes widened* The who?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *sighs* The Hardy Boys. *winces waiting for the blow up*

Kane-Vilf *Flames in my eyes appeared* And I bet you can't wait! *Let her hand go*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Looked sad when he pulled away* You're kidding right? Matt hates me. There's no way I'm getting back together with him. Plus he's insane. I mean really crazy. I'm just as upset about this as you are.

Kane-Vilf *I calmed down a little and my eyes went back to normal* Really? You're not screwing with me?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *shakes my head* Yes really. Matt and i will never get back together and I don't want Jeff either. I want you Kane and that's the truth.

Kane-Vilf *I looked down to think and stands of my hair fell down over my face* But you love Matt...

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf No. I used to love Matt. but not anymore. *moved a piece of hair from his face* Matt never loved me. He cheated on me and was extremely jealous of anything i did. Why would I go back to that when I like someone like you?

Kane-Vilf *Pressed my forehead against hers* I don't know, because he's more human than me? And better looking.. And..

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Pressed my forehead to his and shock my head when he starts babbling. To shut him up I kiss him with all my love and pulls back slowly* Why would I want a human and not a dragon? *smiles against his lips* You are the one I want. *kissed him again*

(Scum Town)

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I was sitting outside after breakfast, I hadn't styled my hair or put on my sunglasses yet. Abby was still in bed and I just felt too lazy to do it after fucking all night. Abby came down after 20 minutes and found me.* Hey..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I woke up and took a shower. After getting dressed, I headed downstairs and found Slick outside. I noticed he wasn't wearing his sunglasses and his hair wasn't styled in its usual way. In a way, it was really cute I thought he looked really sexy. I smiled* Hey *walked over at sat next to you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I gave her a cute smile* Morning.. *When she sat next to me I rubbed my thumb against her neck* You're not fuckin' sore are ya?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Morning to you, too *I smiled a little as I enjoyed him rubbing my neck* I'm a little sore, yeah *soft laugh* but it's not as bad this time. I'll be fine. Promise.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Soft laugh* I'm tryin' to be fuckin' gentle Baby girl, but I just love fucking you. *stared into her eyes*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I know you're not doing it on purpose *soft laugh* and although it is a little painful, I still enjoy it *soft smile as we looked in each others eyes* I'm sure you'll find some way where it isn't too rough at times *smiled a little*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Blushed a little* I don't wanna fucking kill you with my dick. *giggled* So, do wanna move in today? That room is yours. I have my own.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *laughed a little* I don't want that to happen either *I noticed him blushing. I smiled a little because he looks so cute when he blushes* Yeah *nodded* Sure, I'd like that a lot.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf You haven't seen my fucking room have you? *leaned in and kissed the scar on her neck.*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *shook my head* No, I haven't seen your room yet *smiled a little as he kissed my neck* Why?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Lifted my head to look at her* Do you wanna fucking see it? *Lick my lip before I smiled*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I was silent for a moment as I thought "what harm could it do to see his room before heading out? It can't be that bad" I nodded* sure *soft smile* I guess now is a good time to see your room than later since I'm sure I'll probably stay there one night *soft laugh as I nodded*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I stood up and extended my hand to help her stand* Okay.. But one fucking thing first.. You're the first bit.. girl, I ever took to another room, other than mine to fuck. So.. *smirked* .. Don't freak out?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I took his hand as I stood up with him* What's that? *looked at him as I listened, I furrowed my brow in confusion* O-okay.. I promise I won't freak out *pressed my lips together* Is it really that scary in your room?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Held her chin* Mmm.. Nothing I don't think you can't fucking handle. *kissed her nose*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *placed my hands around your waist as you held my chin* I guess I'll have to see for myself then *giggled when he kiss my nose*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I bit my bottom lip and I broke her hold and walked backward* Don't worry, I wouldn't do anything to fucking hurt you.. Unless you hurt me first.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I looked at you as you pulled away* Slick, you know I won't do anything to hurt you *followed you inside* you know that. I happen to like being alive and I don't want to make you upset in any way..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I stopped walk when we entered the kitchen* Are you only fucking with me, cause you're scared to piss me off?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I stopped walking* What? *shook my head* No, of course not. *looked at you* Slick, I'm not here with you because I'm scared of what you'd do to me. I'm here with you because I want to be.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Touched her cheek with the tips of my fingers* This is your one chance.. *stared in her eyes* If you really are scared, and you're only here because of it. You can leave right fucking now, and I give my word that I won't hurt or kill you. *swallowed* I don't want you to be here if you really don't fucking understand me and want to be here.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Slick.. *stared into his eyes as I listened* I promise you that I'm not here because I'm scared of you. *slowly shook my head* I don't want to leave *I gently held his wrist and softly stroked his hand with my thumb* I want to stay here.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I smiled* You're fucking sure? Cause after this, you're mine for life.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *nodded* Yes, I'm sure *soft smile* I want to stay here with you.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I could help it. I kissed her hard and passionate. When I broke the kiss I smiled again* Then you're fucking mine forever.. *backed way from her* Now, what the fuck were we gonna do?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his waist underneath his jacket and held him* I'm happy to hear that *smiled* Well, we were, going to check out your room and after that were going back to my old apartment to get a few things *slowly rubbed your back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Giggled and blushed a little* Right. I fuckin' forgot. *Took her hand and kissed her fingers* Come on.. *Pulled her gently to follow me*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I smiled when he blushed again* You must have been distracted by something *cute smile as he held my hand and kissed my fingers. I followed you as you gently pulled me towards the stairs*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *We headed upstairs* Do you fucking believe in love? *I was curious*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *followed behind you as we headed upstairs to your room* Honestly? Yes, I do. I mean, I think it takes a while to really know that you're in love but I do believe in it *looked at you* Do..you believe in it?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I looked down as we reached the top and turned to head to my room* I.. I believe it exists.. *Looked at her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked at you, I was a little shocked by his answer* You do? *walked with you to your bedroom* That's good, I'm actually happy to hear that.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I put my free hand in my pocket* I do believe it exists, but I'm not sure how I feel about it. *Looked at her* According to dad, it should only exist in fucking family.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I smile a little but as I listened my smile faded a little* What? Why is that? Why should it only stay within the family? *looked at you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I stopped at my bedroom door* I guess because love is used to use people or it sometimes hurts..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *stood next to you* I can see how you would think that and some people do use love to hurt people but that's not how everyone in the world works *looked at you* And yes, love does hurt and it does suck at times but I believe there are good ones out there in the world. *still holding his hand, I squeezed it a little* Just because you were hurt once, doesn't mean it'll keep happening every time.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Leaned on the frame of the door as I listen* Maybe love just isn't meant for some people.... People like me, or my fucking family,

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked at you* Slick, that's not true. Everyone deserves love, even you and your brother. *frowned a little* It might not happen overnight, but it is possible for you to find someone to love. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Soft smile* And what if I did find love? *Raised my eyebrows*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf If you did find love then you should try your hardest to keep that person by making her happy in any way you can *soft smile* Relationships are a two way street, there has to be some compromises between both parties so things stay perfect between them.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* Well.. If you found love, I'd fucking him. *stole a kiss before opening my bedroom door* After you..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled a little* I'll do my best to not fall in love with any other guy then *softly giggled as I kissed you back* Thank you *smiled a little as I stepped inside his room, I looked around and saw several whips and paddles. I didn't expect to see this in his room* Oh wow *looked around at the bed and saw the poster* I gotta admit, I wasn't expecting your room to look like this *soft smile*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I closed the door and wrapped my arm around her from behind* What did you fucking expect? *smiled devilishly before kissing her neck*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I smiled a little and leaned against him as he held me* My initial thought was it would be painted all black with matching furniture and bedding *closed my eyes for a moment as he kissed my neck* But instead I see a lot of whips *pointed at them* and that *looked at the poster and read it out loud* Nekromantik poster behind your bed *soft smile*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *soft laugh against her neck* It's red so that it matches fucking "The blood." *Kissed her neck again* And the poster is a movie poster, from my favorite movie..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I mean red is a good color too *softly giggled as he kissed my neck, I felt a little unsure about the cuffs and whips but I don't mention it* I'm not sure if I'd want to watch that just yet *lifted a brow as I looked at the poster of a woman being intimate with a corpse* I may need to warm up to the idea.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Oh Baby Girl.. *soft chuckle* It's not easy to train girls to be like you. Sometimes.. Most of the time, it gets.. "Messy." *sucked her earlobe* As for the movie, *Whispered in her ear* I don't think you're there yet.. To enjoy it.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I was about to ask what he meant by "messy" but I decided against it* Oh, well, maybe they were just terrified and didn't try to understand you *looked at you then back to the poster* And I can agree *placed my hands over his that were around me* I'm not quite ready for that yet *soft smile as his mouth met my earlobe* I think we'd better hurry and move me in before we forget and become distracted again *softly giggled*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Gave her a cute smile* Maybe I'll change my room, now that I don't have to train girls anymore.. Unless.. You like my toys? *Deep breath* You're right, we should go..*kissed her shoulder*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft smile* No, you don't have to change your room for me. If this is how you like it, keep it how it is. It's your room *looked at his "toys" You do have some interesting "toys" *soft smile as I looked at you* Once I'm moved in, we could probably spend some time in here so I can get used to seeing your toys *smiled as he kissed my shoulder* Is that okay with you?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Sure.. You might even like playing with some of them. *smiled* I have a bunch more in the closet.. But for now.. I wanna fucking give you something.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *softly chuckled* We will see how much I'd like them one day *smiled as I looked at him* You have a gift for me? *I was curious* What is it?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Grinned* It's actually something you gave me back.. *I let her go and went to the walk in closet. When I came back out I was holding the "Slick," jacket I left in her apartment the night I was nearly killed*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I was a little confused as he walked over to his closet* What did I-- *I stopped midsentence as he pulled out his jacket, It took a second to notice it was the jacket I gave him* You're giving me your jacket? *looked at him and smiled a little* Slick, you really shouldn't have *soft smile*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I held it by the hanger with one finger as I walked towards her* If you wear it, people will know that you're fucking mine. And this particular one, has been yours for five years.. So I think, instead of just giving you a new one, you should just.. *Stopped in front of her* Keep what was yours, all along. *Handed it to her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled at the thought of Slick giving me his jacket, I thought it was really sweet* I would love to keep this jacket *smiled a little as I took it, removed it from the hanger and slipped the jacket on. I never thought it would be so comfortable and warm* I love it. I won't ever leave the house without it *smiled and leaned in to kiss his cheek* Thank you.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Kissed her back* I thought you might get pissed at the fucking idea.. *Laughed* It nice not to have to fucking beat you to get you to understand.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft smile* No, I can't get mad at you wanting me to keep your jacket. *looked at you* I'm happy you don't have to beat me either *shook my head* I don't need anymore of that *weak smile as I closed the jacket around me* You ready to head out?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I threw the hanger and wrapped my arm around from under the jacket* Okay.. This is gonna sound fucking girly, but I have to do my hair first. *Blushed with embarrassment*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I draped my arm over your shoulders as his hands were wrapped firmly around my waist. I giggled a little* You're right, it does sound girly *smiled a little as I used one hand to gently move your hair out your face* Honestly, I think you look cute with your hair like this *soft smile* But, I think you should go do your hair how you want it *placed my arm back over your shoulder*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Gave her a sour face* Ew.. I look like fucking shit this way.. *Looked down at her cleavage, then back into her eyes* Just give me 5 minutes..?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *giggled at his expression* It was worth a shot *I smiled a little as I slid my hands down from his shoulders* Okay, take your time *smiled and nodded a little*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Be right back. *Stole another kiss before heading to the bathroom* Don't fucking go anywhere..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled and kissed him back* I won't leave. I'll be right here *smiled as he went to the bathroom*

(Ireland)

Todd Manning-Vilf *I was still in the dream from taking the sleeping pills. Marty had disappeared from the dream, which meant she was awake. And now, in this dream, I was alone, again. In the real world, before I went to bed, I hadn't shut my suite door properly. And of course I was still nude.*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I awoke from my dream with a jolt and sits up in bed.* What the hell? *I remember in the dream Todd told me to come see him when I woke up if I had questions and boy did I. So I willed myself out of bed and dressed. Taking a deep breath I exit my room and rode the elevator to Todd's suite. I start to knock but I notice the door is open. I push it open and peeks in.* Todd? *I walk in and doesn't see him so I head to his bed room.* Todd? * I ease open the door and finds him naked in bed. I gasp and quickly close the door a little. Wanting anther peek I open the door wide enough to sick my head in. I look him up and down and bite my lip* Nice. *shakes my head * What are you doing Marty. *keeps staring at Todd's ass*

Todd Manning-Vilf *I took a deep breath and stared to move slowly as I work up.*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I notice him start to move and I move back into the hallway before he saw me. I knock lightly* Umm Todd? You in there?

Todd Manning-Vilf *I opened my eyes slowly and looked at the door.* Marty..? *I stretched as I turned on my back* Give me a minute?

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I could still see him a little through the crack and when he turned over my face turned red seeing his "little Todd," or should I say "Not so little Todd." * Umm okay I'll be in the living room. *quickly left the door and went to sit on the couch in the living room*

Todd Manning-Vilf Kay.. I'll be there is a sec.. *As I rolled out of bed and grabbed my robe, I started to feel aroused. I thought it was me.* Not now Todd... *I said to myself as I rubbed my eyes. I put on the robe and tied it as I walked out of the bedroom and into the living room.* Morning.. *My hair was a mess and my voice was groggy.* Coffee?

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I tried to act normal and hoped my face wasn't red anymore when he walks in* Yes please. Hey I actually came here to ask you something.

Todd Manning-Vilf *I yawn as I pasted her. I didn't bother to look at her. She just saw me the ugliest form ever. BED HEAD! It don't get any worse than that. But hey, it's Marty. It's not like she'd ever look at me in any other way than as a monster.* Awesome.. *I grabbed the pot in the coffee maker and filled it with water.* What do you want in your coffee? *I continued to make the coffee* What do you wanna ask? *Forgetting what I had said in the dream.*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I thought the bed head was kinda sexy but I wasn't going to let him know that. I followed him and watched as he made coffee.* Black is fine. Well.. *moved a piece of hair behind my ear* I had a nightmare last night about the Spring Fling just like I always do. However this one was different.

Todd Manning-Vilf *I coffee was brewing and I went to grab the mugs from the cupboard. She mentioned the nightmare and I nervously dropped one mug but managed to catch the other.* A night huh..? *I put the saved cup on the counter as I looked at her with my lips pressed together.*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I jumped a little when he dropped the mug.* Yeah I still have nightmares sometimes. *looked sad* But as I said this one was different. It was like you, the real you were there and you stopped the rape from happening. Of course I thought it was a trap or some kind of trick but it wasn't. You lead me to safety and told me when I woke up to come see you. *sighs* So here I am. Crazy huh?

Todd Manning-Vilf *I nervously looked down and played with the saved mug* Marty.. I've been trying to tell you for a day now, that there's things about me you don't know..

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf Yes you do keep saying that. *sighs* So since I'm here you might as well tell me. *pulls out a chair and sits down* What is it about you that I don't know? I guess the next thing you're going to tell me is you were really in my dreams light night. *raised an eyebrow*

Todd Manning-Vilf *Trying not to laugh* Well... *Raised my hands to stop her* It's more complected than that.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *folds my arms and give him the look* Really? You're not serious are you? *sees the look on his face telling me he is* Of course you are. This is nuts I don't even know why I came here. *starts to get up*

Todd Manning-Vilf *I gave her the dead serious look when she asked " You're not serious are you?" then rolled my eyes* I guess I was wrong.. I thought you actually had the intellect for this conversation.. *I knew she'd be pissed if I was the one calling her dumb* My bad.. *Cute smile*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I was just turning to go when he basically said I was dumb. I whipped around to face him* Excuse me?! I am intelligent enough for normal conversations but when you start spouting nonsense about being about to go into someone's dream it's crazy. Now are you going to tell me what's going on or am I going to have to leave?

Todd Manning-Vilf Remember when I said you were half right when you used to call me, inhuman? *Raised an eyebrow* Well... I said that, because I am.... Half human, that is.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *stares at him for a moment then sighs* Alright I'll bite. You're half human. What's the other half? A squirrel? Oh wait a snake? *smirks*

Todd Manning-Vilf *Glared* Cute... Actually, it's fairy. *folded my arms*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *When he said fairy I tried to hold in my laughter but it was no use. I started to laugh. I laughed until I had tears coming down my face* Oh my god a fairy?! Really? *laughs harder* Where's your wings Tinkerbell? Are Peter, Wendy, and the lost boys gonna show up? *laughs* Oh or better yet Captain Hook. *continues to laugh*

Todd Manning-Vilf *I was insulted and I..slammed my hands on the counter out of anger.* You have no idea, what's out there! What I am! Go ahead, make fun.. *Raised my eyebrow with a evil smile as I leaned into her* But when you're about to be eaten by Zack Rosen.. Whom.. is a werewolf, don't call for me. *Pushed myself up so I could turn to the coffee*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I immediately stop laughing and jumps when he slams his hands on the counter. My eyes widen when gave me a that all to familiar evil smirk and learned into me. When he went to the coffee I kept an eye on him because I was a little nervous now.* Zack is a what?!

Todd Manning-Vilf *I grabbed another mug from the cupboard and poured two cups of coffee* Zack.. Is a werewolf. *I added some sugar and cream to my coffee and turned to face her* He can turned into a wolf whenever he sees fit.. *Handed her, her cup* But.. on a full moon.. *pressed my lips* I wouldn't want to be his enemy. *took a sip of my coffee*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I know my mouth is hanging open while he explains what Zack is. I come out of my trance long enough to take my cup of coffee from him.* Okay, okay back up. Werewolves are real? Now you're gonna tell me vampires are real too.

Todd Manning-Vilf *Raised an eyebrow with a smirk* Well now that you've mentioned it. *bit my lower lip* But let's not get ahead of ourselves.. Back to fairies okay..? Cause we need to clear that up.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *Blinks a few times before taking a sip of my coffee* I kinda wish this had something stronger in it. *takes another sip* You're right one thing at a time. So what makes a fairy a fairy?

Todd Manning-Vilf *Deep breath* First off, fairies are nothing little Tinkerbell... Mmm.. More like E.T. with violent tenancies. *smirked*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I try my best to keep my face neutral as he explains but it's hard to think any of what he's saying is true.* Okay so you're an alien? I gotta say that explains a lot. *sips my coffee*

Todd Manning-Vilf *I wasn't sure I should be insulted, so I acted like it* Hey! What is that suppose to mean? *Pointed at her* Fairies are suppose to be irresistible, you know. So what's wrong with YOU?

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *holds up my hands* Hey chill. You just said you're like E.T with violent tenancies. All I'm saying is I know how violent you can get and have gotten so that explains that. Is all I was saying. As far as you being irresistible, I don't see that. *sips my coffee and thinks to myself, "That butt was irresistible when I saw him in bed a few minutes ago."*

(Scum Town)

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf‎ *I was outside waiting for fucking ever for Annie* Let's go!! We need to stop at my house first fuck! *When she came out* Fucking chicks! What took so fucking long? *laughed*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *After my shower, I got dressed and added food and water to Joey's bowl before leaving the house* I was only busy for like less than 10 minutes *shoved my phone in my pocket as I walked over to you* That's not a long wait *shook my head and laughed*.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Bullshit.. That was like a fucking hour. *exaggerating* Just get in the fucking truck already. *smacked her ass*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *laughed a little* It was not, you're being ridiculous *I walked over to the passenger side. I gasped when I felt the sting of the spank* Ah! Okay, okay *softly laughed as I rubbed my butt before climbing in the truck*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I climbed in and grabbed her seat belt and buckled her in. I didn't put on mine. I started the truck* I just have to see Slick first. I need to know what the plan is for tonight. And he isn't answering his cell. He must have been fucking all night. *Laughed*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *Before I had the chance to buckle myself in, Ivan beat me to it and I actually thought was a nice gesture* Plans? What kind of plans? *sat back in my seat as I listened* Or he just didn't hear his phone ringing? Or the battery died or something..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Giggled* Slick always answers his phone, unless he's fucking or dead. *looked at her* Business... He fucking loves money too much. Plans, as in.. Are we scoping out the arcade, or pick up a load. Shit like that. *drove off*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Oh.. *nodded* Alright. Good to know. *paused* Wait, you guys have an arcade? *looked over at you*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Half smile* Fuck yeah! It was my dad's, but now it's ours. *Looked at her* The Drake Arcade, on Grim St? *Looked back at the road*

Annie Wilson-Vilf You mean the big building with "Drake" on the windows is an arcade? *looked over at you* Oh, cool *soft smile as I looked out the window* I love going to arcades.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Yeah, that's the one. Just, if you fucking go there, you should be careful.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Why should I be careful? *furrowed my brow* If you mean the usual arcade creeps, then I've had my fair share of those types of guys. *looked over at you* What's the worst that could possibly happen there besides a few fights breaking out?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *snickered* These "Creeps" will fucking kill you, for your purse. *looked at her*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *blinked* You're kidding me, right? *shook my head* And I'm not that girly to carry around a huge purse..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* Yeah.. Ever seen the fucking movie The Purge?

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yeah, I've seen The Purge before.. Why..?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf That's fucking Scum Town! *chuckled* Every fucking day. We have police, but they don't do shit! *Looked back at the road*

Annie Wilson-Vilf So.. *paused for a minute* So basically "Scum Town" is a place where nothing is off limits? People can do whatever they want without any consequences? *looked over at you* Is that right?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Yeah.. The only ones they won't fuck with, is Me and Slick.

Annie Wilson-Vilf That's..interesting I guess. *soft shrug* Horrible that lots of innocent people are being killed, but interesting in a way *looked ahead* Well, remind me to never make the mistake of walking down the streets again.. Then again, I could always stay home with Joey *soft laugh*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Fuck that, you're moving in with us. Right in the middle of fucking Scum Town. Shit.. I'm gonna have to ask Slick if there's away, we can make sure those fuckers don't touch our property. *Meaning Abby and Annie*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Move in? Like right now? *ran my hand through my hair* As great as that sounds, I'm not so sure Joey would feel the same.. And your property? *lifted a brow* Really?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at her strange* Little Chewie will be fucking fine. *smirked* Fuck yeah, you're mine. What's the problem?

Annie Wilson-Vilf My god.. *closed my eyes and huffed at the name "Little Chewie"* Joey is my baby and I want nothing more than to keep him safe and happy. *looked over at you* And I'm fine being yours and all, but did you really have to refer to me as "property"?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Slammed on the break and turned to face her* What's wrong with that? Any chick should be happy that I even consider then my property. I'm a fucking Dashiell!

Annie Wilson-Vilf *Luckily for me, I felt glad I had my seatbelt on, otherwise I would have landed face first on the dashboard. I let out soft breath as I moved my hair out my face* Granted, I have no clue how things work with you, your brother and "Scum Town" *softly exhaled* All I'm saying is that I'd rather not be thought of as a piece of property you own. Like I said, I'm fine with the idea of being yours and I don't have a problem with that.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I calmed down a little and spoke softly* But.. That's what you are. You're mine. You're my property. *I didn't understand*

Annie Wilson-Vilf Right *nodded a little* But, maybe there's another term you can use besides "property" *sat back in my seat* It's just the word property makes it seem like I'm just something to be used and played with from time to time and I really don't want to feel that way forever..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Scratched my head* Okay.. I'll talk to Slick and see if he can think of something better. Cool?

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yeah *nodded a little as I thought about it* I'm okay with that idea.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Sighed as I looked at the street* For a minute there I thought you didn't want to be mine. *sad*

Annie Wilson-Vilf What? Ivan, I'm happy being yours *looked over at you* Why do you say that?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Shrugged a shoulder* Cause if it was true, you wouldn't be the first to think I shouldn't even be a fucking Dashiell.

Annie Wilson-Vilf You know, you really shouldn't be so hard on yourself *soft smile as I reached over and slowly rubbed your arm* I'm sure you're doing the best you can. Nobody is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at her* Slick is what a fucking Dashiell should be. *Looked away* My dad fucking shot me, because I wasn't Slick, and could never be Slick.

Annie Wilson-Vilf I don't really know much about Slick, but I'm sure you looked up to him a lot *I felt bad hearing that his own dad shot him* I can't believe your dad did that.. *took a deep breath* You know, you don't have to be like your brother in every way. I mean, you are your own person and you don't have to be like everyone else.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Slick is an exact copy of my dad. *Looked at her* At least in the eyes of everyone in Scum Town. Me? I'm like my fucking mother. *slammed my hand on the steering wheel* I fucking hate it.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I was a little curious to knowing in what way Slick is like his dad, but at the same time I didn't. I quietly gasped when he hit the steering wheel* Slick may be just like your dad, but that doesn't mean you should hate yourself because you're like your mother. That really isn't a bad thing *looked at you* You may think that but it really isn't. *paused as I thought for a minute* I'm sure you can find a balance between being like your dad and your mom..?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I shook my head, wanting to cry* I'll never be like. I've tried.. And all I got was punishment after punishment until he shot me and thought I was dead! *sniffed*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I felt horrible hearing how Ivan got the short end of the stick growing up, I never understood why a parent would do that to his kids* It'll be okay *softly rubbed his back in hope it would make him feel a little better* Forgive me for saying this but your dad is a jerk. He doesn't deserve the title of father for how he treated you as a kid. *kept rubbing his back* I know it doesn't seem like it now, but things will get better down the road.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *A tear fell and ran under my sunglasses and down my cheek* It doesn't matter. Slick has always treated me equal to him. He'd die for me. *shrugged* He already has.

Annie Wilson-Vilf It does matter..to me..and probably Slick, too *I stopped rubbing his back for a moment* Well, that just makes him a good brother to you. I wish I had someone that would go above and beyond to be there for me *used my thumb to wipe the tear away* I'm positive things will work out for you. You never know what will happen in a few months.. *sad smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Jump a little when she wiped the tear* You're right.Slick is the best bro ever. And my fucking dad is dead. *Drove off* I can be whomever I want to be.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I was a little taken back at his reaction but I don't say anything about it* I'm sure he is a great brother to you.. *soft smile. I looked out the window; out of habit I began playing with the ends of my hair as we drove off*

(Ireland)

Todd Manning-Vilf‎ *She looked the other way and I disappeared (Orbited) while she talked and then reappeared fully dressed. All I heard was "As far as you being irresistible, I don't see that." I leaned on my elbows on the counter and was about to say something, when Marty thought so loudly I heard her think "That butt was irresistible when I saw him in bed a few minutes ago." I started to laugh and even blushed a bit.* Mmm.. You shouldn't think so loudly.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *rolls my eyes* So what you can read minds... *As I talk I turn my head and stops when I notice he's dressed. I frown as I stare at him* Now? *blinks then rubs my eyes* Hang on weren't you just in a robe? How'd you get dressed so fast?

Todd Manning-Vilf *Half smile* Wouldn't you like to know.. *Teased* And yeah, fairies can read minds. I try to stay out of yours, because it's usual the Spring Fling in your head. *sad eyes* But if someone thinks too loud, we hear it anyway.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *Even though I know he's right I narrow my eyes at him as if I don't believe a word* Alright smart ass if you can read minds what was I just thinking about?

Todd Manning-Vilf *Blushed more as I looked down at the mug in front of me* You thought "That butt was irresistible when I saw him in bed a few minutes ago." *cleared my throat* And those are your exact words...

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I"m so stunned when he got it word for word what I thought that I stand there opening and closing my mouth not knowing what to say. My face turns a deep shade of red as I turn to hide it with my hair* Uh well umm.. I didn't... I wasn't looking at you.. I was thinking about someone else.

Todd Manning-Vilf *I looked at her and pressed my lips together as I nodded* Okay... I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. I just thought you should know I can hear your thoughts if you think too loud.. *I felt awkward and a little disappointed that it wasn't me she was thinking of, but I understood it.*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *sighs in relief when he didn't find out about me spying on him.* Okay noted. Don't think to loudly around you. Anything else I should know about fairies? *thinks to myself, "At least he doesn't know I saw his not so mini Todd too."*

Todd Manning-Vilf *I heard her thoughts again and blinked as I was taken back.. After the shock wore off and I realized it was about me, I replied to her thought out loud.* Actually, I've been told that my "Mini Todd," isn't so.. mini. *Blushed more with a smile*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *My eyes widen when I realized I thought out loud again* Oh my God! Will you stay out of my head! *blushed again* And wipe that smile off your face because.. Because... Well just because! I was not thinking about you.

Todd Manning-Vilf *Trying not to laugh* So... You know another Todd? *Teasing*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I fold my arms and glare at him* That's none of your business who I know. Now will you continue the fairy talk please? And stay out of my head!

Todd Manning-Vilf *I knew this time it was me* Okay.. But for the record, you can look a me, like that, anytime, you want.. I kinda like it. And miss it. *Stared into her beautiful blue eyes.* But I know, we'll never be.. together. *My eyes sadden a little, before changing subject* And stop thinking so loud.. *cute smile*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I really want to be mad at him but I can't when he's being sweet. However I'm still mad at him so I look away after he stared into my eyes and was relieved at the subject change.* Just stay out of my head! *finished my coffee and sat my cup down.* Now are there other fairies?

Todd Manning-Vilf *Nodded* Yes.. Not many, but there are. *I reached over the counter and took her hand* To answer your first question, we can do a lot of things. I let my energy out of my hand, the one holding hers. I didn't care if you felt my pain for what I did to her, or if she felt that I still loved her. It's wasn't about that. It was about letting her in to see the real me.* We can use it to feel people's emotions or to see if they are telling the truth, or vise versa. It can also be used as a weapon.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I looked over at him when he took my hand and wanted to snatch it away but I let him hold it. When his energy came out I felt every emotion he was feeling and when he explained what it could do I had to test it.* Alright let's see if you're telling the truth. Were you in my dreams last night? If so then is what you said about sex and how your body is an ugly weapon true?

Todd Manning-Vilf *I was looking directly at her when she asked me. And I began to tear up immediately. I knew she'd ask, because I told her in the dream that she could ask me.* Y.. Y-yes.. *took a deep breath* I was in your dream. I couldn't let you suffer.. *I paused* And yes.. *I whispered* Sex is a nightmare for me, because I don't.. *swallowed* I don't want to hurt them. And I'm scared that I will. *Looked down* To me my body is ugly.. and nothing more than a weapon. It's evil. *I looked back up at her at a tear rolled down my cheek.*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *Through his energy I could feel that what he was saying was true.* Oh my God you were really there. *I teared up a little* You made everyone leave. I thought it was all a trick. *sniffs* I don't think your body is ugly. I was staring after all. *sad smile* I had no idea you felt this way. If it makes you feel better sex for me isn't that great either anymore. *Looked at him sadly*

Todd Manning-Vilf Yeah I did save you. It's not enough to make for what I did to you. It'll never be enough.. *Another tear fell* Marty.. I didn't tell you, so you'd feel sorry for me. *shook my head* Don't ever feel sorry for me. *sniffed* I told you to save you from that dream. That's all. *I placed my other hand over the hand I was holding. I know that sex sucks for you too. I know it sucks worse for you. And I'm sorry.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *A tear falls as I continue to feel his emotions and how truly sorry he is for what he's done to me.Before I could stop myself I put my other hand with his* I believe you.

Todd Manning-Vilf Don't cry.. I hated when you cry. *I slowly pulled my hand away from hers and wiped her tears*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *For once I didn't flinch when he wiped my tears* I can't help it. *sniffs* i can feel your pain and I know how you feel now. *another tear falls*

Todd Manning-Vilf *My energy touched her cheek a bit from wiping the tears and I gave her a sad smile* I'm not perfect.. I can be arrogant and charming, but I'm not perfect. And I screwed up. Bad. I loved you and I thought I was suppose to punish you and I I did. I didn't even give it a second thought. I was was hurt and only cared about myself. And for that I'm sorry. And I apologize for Zack and Powell too. Because they would have listened to me, but instead I encouraged it.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *His energy touched my cheek and I felt his true feelings. Everything he's said has been true and I can't deny it.* I know you're not perfect Todd and neither am I.*shrugs* Guess you can say we're both fucked up. *gave a sad smile but it faded* Don't apologize for Zack and Powell. They knew what they were doing and they had each had a choice. They gave in on their own and for that I don't think I could ever forgive them. With you I don't know if I'll ever forgive you but at least I know you're truly sorry for what you've done. To me that's a step in the right direction at least.

(Scum Town)

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf‎ *We arrived at the mansion and I parked.* It shouldn't take fucking long. *I climbed out of the truck*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I removed my seatbelt as we parked* It's fine, feel free to take your time *I opened the door and climbed out the truck, shutting the door behind me*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I draped my arm over her shoulders and noticed Slick's car* The Car is here. *Pointed* So he's fucking her.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I leaned into the embrace* At least you know he's home *wrapped my arms around you* And he could be busy doing something else besides fucking you know *laughed a little*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Half smile* Slick does only 3 fucking things. 1. Make Money. 2. Kill and 3. Fuck! And since he's with Abby, that removes kill and making money. *snickered*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *nodded as I listened* Just because he's with Abby, doesn't always have to equal sex. *held up a finger with my free hand* Yes, it is a possibility but not always. *shrugged* That's my guess anyways *soft smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Okay.. He could be looking at himself in a mirror. Admiring himself. He fucking love to do that.. *Opened the door for her*

Annie Wilson-Vilf What? *looked at you* He likes to look at himself in a mirror? Really? *walked inside* That's rare in a way but if it makes him happy..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Snickered* He loves to love himself. He's so fucking vain.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I was heading downstairs with Abby when I saw Ivan and Annie walk in* Who's fucking vain?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked over and saw Slick* You are motherfucker! *Laughed*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *pressed my lips together* I mean hey, if he loves himself then that's fine with me *laughed a little. I looked up and saw Slick and Abby coming down*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I was heading downstairs with Slick and heard a few voices at the bottom. I looked at Slick* What? You don't really seem like someone who's vain..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at Abby* You shitting me? I fucking love me. *raised my arms out* Look at me. I'm a sexy fucking beast. *sexy smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Chuckled and looked at Annie* I fucking told ya.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I couldn't help but laugh a little* It's fine that you love yourself, but I never would have thought you were THAT into yourself *soft smile* And I can agree that you're a sexy beast *cute giggle*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I tried not to laugh as Slick pretty much proved that he's vain* Okay *looked at Ivan* You're right. He loves himself *softly laughed* I don't have a problem with that.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Pulled Abby into my arms* Of course you do. Cause you've got fucking taste Baby Girl.. *Kissed her softly*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *My smile faded* Baby Girl? We can give our girls cute fucking names? *Looked at Annie* What'cha think?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled as I wrapped my arms around Slick* I guess you're right about that *softly kissed him back*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I couldn't help but smile at Slick calling Abby "Baby girl"* I'm fine with a cute pet name *looked at Ivan* I'd like that a lot.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Broke the kiss and looked down from the stairs at Annie and Ivan* Yeah, go fucking nuts. But Baby Girl is off the table. *Looked at Abby* Right Baby girl. *cute smile*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Awesome! Well, that fucking solves the "Property," issue. *Laughed*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I still held onto Slick as we broke the kiss* Well, I wouldn't say off limits, but *nodded* yeah, I mean I wouldn't want things to get confusing when everyone is near each other *soft smile*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *laughed a little* Yeah, that's one way to solve that issue *lightly nudged Ivan* The real question is, which cute pet name are you gonna give me?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Shrugged* I fucking know.. *smirked* Can we think about it?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Oh no.. That name is completely off limits. *Stared into Abby's eyes* It's for you only. Cause you're my Baby Girl.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *nodded* Sure *soft smile* I'm sure you'll think of something.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I smiled as we looked in each other's eyes* Okay, okay the name is off limits *nodded*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Fucking right.. *Touched her neck* Ivan.. *Still looking at Abby* You should give Annie one of your fucking jackets. Cause this fucking part of town need to know that our girls are "Also," off limits. *giggled*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I couldn't believe it. He solved another problem without me even asking* Well, fuck me! *Looked at Annie* That solves the other one. *snickered*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I wrapped my arms around Slick's back as I loved the feeling of his hand on my neck* I still can't believe you're giving me your jacket, but I'm really happy I get to keep it *soft smile*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I used my free hand to brush my hair back* I get my own room and a jacket, too? *softly chuckled as I looked at Ivan* I'm cool with that *nodded a little*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* Fuck ya.. I'll get it right now! (I let Annie go and ran upstairs past Slick and Abby*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Watched Ivan pass us, then looked back at Abby* And it looks fucking sexy on you too. *stole a kiss*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *nodded as Ivan ran upstairs. I stayed in place for a few minutes before deciding to head upstairs* I'll just, uh *gestured upstairs* head up here *soft laugh as I made my way up the stairs past Slick and Abby* It's nice to finally meet you Abby *soft smile*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I smiled at Slick as Ivan ran past up both* I'm glad you think so *softly kissed him back. I nodded at Annie* It's nice to meet you too *smiled back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I back up from Abby* Oh Annie, tell Ivan to be at the arcade around 10 tonight. We've got shit to take care off. *Took Abby's hand* Let's go get your shit..

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I stopped and turned to Slick when he called my name* Okay, I'll let him know *nodded and went on my way to the top of the stairs and down the hall*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked at Slick* More work stuff at the arcade? *I held Slick's hand and nodded* Okay, let's go. It won't be a lot of stuff, I promise *soft laugh*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Headed down the stairs, holding Abby's hand* Yeah, some fucker owes us.. *Opened the door for her* Take your time Baby Girl. I have till 10. *Laughed as I closed the door behind us.*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I ran into my room and into my walking closet to get my best jacket*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *Still holding his hand, I walked with Slick downstairs* Oh, he must owe you a lot then *I smiled as he opened the door for me, I looked at you* I know I can take my time, but I'm just grabbing a few things I want to keep *walked with you to the car*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I reached the top and headed down the hall to find Ivan. I headed down to the room with the open door* Hey Ivan, Slick wanted me to tell you-- *I stopped In the doorway when I saw this Cross thing on his wall. I was momentarily speechless*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *I can out of the closet with a smile on my face and holding my best jacket on a hanger* I found you the best fucking one? *She was starting at the cross* So what did you say?? Annie? *whistled* Hey! *Giggled*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I was a little shocked at the sight of it but I snapped out of it and looked over at Ivan holding the jacket* What? *looked at the jacket* Oh *soft smile* That's perfect. I like it but, um *gestured to The Cross* one question: Why? *soft laugh*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at the cross and smirked* Why the fuck not? I had to train a lot of girls before you. It helps.. But we can us it too, if you want? *sexy smile*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *looked back at The Cross as I listened* I, uh, think I'll wait to want to try that out.. One day, just not today *soft laugh, I looked over at the bed and noticed the poster, I tilted my head a little* "A Serbian Film"? You actually like that movie? *gestured to it as I looked back at you*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at the poster* Fuck yeah. Best fucking movie ever! *Laughed* Have you seen it?

Annie Wilson-Vilf No *shook my head* I never watched it. I heard about it being one of the most banned films in the world or something *soft shrug* but I never sat down to watch it.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Smiled* Well, when you're fucking ready, we'll watch it together. *Handed her the jacket* For you..

Annie Wilson-Vilf *nodded* Sounds good to me, I just hope it isn't too disturbing for my taste *smiled a little as I took the jacket off the hanger* Thank you *smiled a little as I slipped it on, pulling my hair out from inside it. Surprisingly the jacket was really comfortable* I can see why you guys like these jackets *soft laugh* They're really comfortable.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Actually the story behind that jackets is a pretty fucked up one, and was my fault. But.. Glad you like it. So what were you sayin' about fucking Slick?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *my smile faded a little* Oh.. Well, you don't have to tell me about it.. *looked at you* Oh, right, um Slick wanted to me tell you that he'll be at the arcade around 10 tonight *soft shrug* Important business stuff, I suppose.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* More than fucking likely some one owes us money. *Deep breath* My dad gave us the jackets. I fell in love with this girl.. And one day, she was killed in a car accident. I cried in public. *Looked down* We're not allowed to love anyone, but family. *folded my arms* Dad found out, but he didn't know which one of us loved her. Me or Slick. Slick told him that was him. And he was punished for it. After that dad gave us the jackets, so he'd know who did what.. *Looked at her* Now.. It's a part of us. A part of who we are.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I shoved my thumbs in the back pockets of my shorts as I listened. I was a little confused to why "love was only meant for family"* Oh, I'm sorry you both had to deal with that *felt bad and it showed* But, why aren't you guys allowed to love people outside of family? That's pretty crazy..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Shrugged a shoulder* Dad never really told us.. *sad eyes* We assumed it was because people use people, and betray people and hurt people with love.

Annie Wilson-Vilf That may be true *removed my hands from my pockets* But that's not always the case. I mean, some people are that manipulative and will use love against someone but everyone isn't like that *looked at you* It does suck, but it doesn't happen to everyone.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Shook my head* It doesn't matter. That was years ago. I just wished I would have said it was me that cried that day.. *Felt bad*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *softly rubbed your arm in a comforting manner* I guess Slick didn't want you to go through anymore pain than you were already in *I pulled my hand back* You can't blame yourself for what happened..

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Slick has always been there for me. Since birth. I fuck up and he he take the pain. *pulled her into a hug* Same with that day with that fucking hobo.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Slick is just being a good brother to you and honestly, I like that he's there for you when you need it *I was a little caught off guard by the hug but I smiled to myself and hugged him back, my smile faded a bit* What hobo? *softly rubbed your back a little*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf There was this hobo here about 5 years ago. He came off the train. He into our business and took Abby away from Slick. So to speak. We fucking found him one day at Abby's apartment. We did.. "Things," to them and Slick went after Abby while I stayed with the hobo. In the end the hobo electrocuted me and went after Slick. Slick told me to run away and I did.. *Trying not to cry* That hobo shot Slick's dick off and left him for dead a phone booth. *sniffed* I should stayed, but I was scared and I listened to Slick and ran.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *As I listened to Ivan tell me about this hobo and the situation at Abby's apartment, I couldn't help but feel bad at how much he blames himself for a majority of everything that's happened* You really shouldn't blame yourself for what happened *hearing about how Slick had his junk shot off was pretty shocking to hear, but I wasn't going to press it any further. I continued rubbing his back as I held him* I know you want to be there for your brother, like he's been there for you and I'm sure you'll be able to repay him for that in a manner or speaking, but you shouldn't beat yourself up over it.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Hugged her tightly* The Plague, did something to him, to get his dick back, but still. He was left there to die, alone. While he bleed out. I could have done something. Anything. But instead I ran.. *Broke the hug* What kind of brother does that make me?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I rested my head against him as I continued to listen* Well, I don't know the entire situation of what happened that night with Slick, your dad, or that hobo, but I just think that Slick didn't want you to get hurt. He's just being a good brother and putting you first *I pulled away from the hug* You might no think you did the right thing, but in Slick's mind he thought it was best for you to not be there. You're a great brother to Slick and I'm sure he feels the same way.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf It should've been me. Both times. *sighed* I was the one beating the hobo with my fucking skates, and I was the one that fell in love. And these are not the only times where Slick has stuck up for me. I fucking love my brother, yet I can do shit when he needs me.

Annie Wilson-Vilf I'm sure you did one thing to help Slick out in some way *looked at you* I know it's hard to let go of all the bad things that the past, but I'm sure you also have some good moments to think about too *weak smile* I'm sure you'll be there for Slick when he needs you, you've probably helped him out a lot and you just don't realize it yet *softly exhaled* Ivan, you really shouldn't feel bad or hate yourself for it.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded as I listen* Yeah, I guess I have helped. It's just Slick has taken a lot of fucking physical pain for me. *Shrugged* That's all.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Slick just wants to look out for you. He's your brother and that's what family does: They look out for each other no matter what the situation is *small smile* I'm sure you'll be able to look out for him like he does for you now that he's back home.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Touched her cheek* Maybe you're fucking right? *sad smile* Enough of this shit. Let's take you fucking shopping.

Annie Wilson-Vilf I know you'll do the right thing.. *I lightly nuzzled his hand, I nodded a little* Yeah, that sounds like a good idea *soft smile*

(Brooklyn)

Eric Bischoff-Vilf‎ *I knocked on Kane's suit door. When it opened I grinned cheshire cat.* Good morning Erica. 

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I opened the door and when I saw it was Eric I resisted rolling my eyes and smiles a little* Eric how wonderful to see you. *hopes I didn't sound too sarcastic*

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *Chuckled* Are you still mad about the Playboy idea?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf Oh maybe just a little. *narrowed my eyes at him* I assume your here for business so you might as well come in. *moved so he can enter then calls over my shoulder* Kane! Bischoff's here!

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *Continued to smile* You'll forgive me one day. *I passed her and walked into the suite with papers in hand*

Kane-Vilf *I came out of the bedroom with no expression on my face*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *muttered as I closed the door with my powers after he came in* Yeah I doubt that. *I walked over to where Kane was*

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *Turned to Erica* You do know I'm a vampire and I have super hearing, right? *Looked at Kane* Dean Ambrose said that both of you want to join the NWO. This is correct?

Kane-Vilf *I growled softly and huffed. Smoke came out of my nose as I stared at Eric* Yeah.. We wanna join.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf Nope I haven't forgotten that at all. *smirks then takes touches Kane's arm* Easy big guy. Let's at least sigh the contracts first. Then if he gets out of line you can fry him. *chuckles*

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *Raised an eyebrow* You "Fry," me and there is no NWO. *Handed them both their contracts* And we have to get along or this take over, won't work.

Kane-Vilf *I smiled a little to Erica's comment, the snatched the contract from Eric* We'll get along. Don't worry.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf Yeah Eric don't worry I was only joking. *smirks and takes the contract from him.* Like Kane said, we'll all get along.

Kane-Vilf *I paced the contract on the table and grabbed a pen. I signed the contract and turned back to give it to Eric* This means I have no more beef with you. *handed it to him*

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *I slowly reached out to take the contract from Kane* Good to hear. *Grinned* And you Erica?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *glares at Eric for a moment then uses the pen Kane used to sign my contract. I look up at him* Yeah I'm in as long as you don't double cross me or Kane. So no funny stuff. Okay? *hands him the contract*

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *Giggled* Oh I have no intention of double crossing anyone on my team. This is about taking out Vince, not revenge. *Took her contract* We're gonna bury Vince.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Nods with a smirk* I can't wait for that. So when is this hostel takeover gonna happen?

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *I folded my hands, holding their contracts* Well.. I still have others that I have to see for contract signings, and then there's Shane. After that, we'll figure out a date.

Kane-Vilf *Looked at him strange* Shane?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *folds my arms* Yeah what's Shane got to do with this? I mean cant me join us too.

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *Laughed* I turned him.. He's not Vince child anymore. He's MINE! And all of this.. *Looked back and forth from Erica to Kane* ..was his idea.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *My mouth popped open at this news.* Holy shit! You turned the bosses son into a vampire?! What?!! *looks at Kane then back to Eric* Have you lost your mind?

Eric Bischoff-Vilf *Laughed again* Yes I did. I told Vince I would get him back. But he fired me anyway. Me! The best and worst thing that ever happened to him. *Folded my arms* So now.. Shane is no longer his son. He's mine. *cute smile* And he will do anything for me.

Kane-Vilf *I just started with my eyes wide. I didn't know what to say.*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf Wow I gotta admit this is some bold shit even for you. *puts my hands on my hips and shakes my head* I'm speechless.

Eric Bischoff-Vilf Bold shit? *Laughed* You haven't seen anything yet... *Handed towards the door* This, is just the beginning. I'll call you, when we're ready.

Kane-Vilf *Look at Erica* And I thought I was fucked up..

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *looks at Kane* You got that right babe. *watched Eric walk to the door* Things are about to get interesting in wwe.

Eric Bischoff-Vilf Oh... You have no idea.. *Turned to face Erica and Kane* For now, you both know nothing. *I grabbed the doorknob, turned it, opened the door and vampspeed out the door and down the hall to the stairwell.*

Kane-Vilf *When Eric left I turned to Erica* WWE is gonna burn. *Nodded slowly* I wasn't sure at first, but I am now. Eric Bischoff is gonna kill the WWE.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *sighs as I watched Eric leave.and looks up at Kane* I hate to say it but, I think you may be right. I just hope he knows what he's doing and doesn't run WWE into the ground.

(Scum Town)

Slick Dashiell-Vilf‎ *Abby walked into her apartment first. I followed. As I walked in I thought out loud* I hate this fucking place. *I looked around*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *as I walked in my apartment, I actually kind of missed this place. I turned and looked at you* It's not that bad or a place, Slick *I headed towards my room*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Fuck you it ain't. *snickered* It's a fucking shithole.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *hands on my hips* Well it may be a shithole to you, but this was my shithole for a few years *shook my head as I walked in my bedroom to get a small suitcase out my closet*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Followed her to the bedroom* Yeah, and it's also the place where you nearly lost your fucking head. Riiiiight *climbed on the bed and laid down* here!

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I sat my suitcase on the bed as you laid on it and filled it with a few items. I closed my eyes and sighed* Yeah, and you were the cause of that.. *I always hated talking about incident but I tried not to let it bother me right now*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I sat up and grabbed her arm, pulling her on top of me* Baby Girl.. Listen to me. I don't hate this fucking place cause it's a shithole.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I quietly gasped a little as you grabbed my arm and pulled me on you. I let out a sift breath* Slick, I'm sure you have your reasons to why you hate this place and that's fine. Everyone is entitled to their own opinions *looked at you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I slid my hand up to her neck* I hate it because of what I fucking did to you here. *Pulled her down gently to be face to face with her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I smiled a little as his hand was on my neck. I placed my hands against your chest as you pulled me down* I'm not fond of what happened here either, but I just don't like thinking or talking about it..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Smiled* I know Baby Girl.. And "Scarlet," is at home, somewhere where she will never hurt you again. *I rolled over, placing me on top of her* And you and I are gonna make new fucking memories. Better ones. *smiled before I leaned down to kiss her.*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *gave you a look* "Scarlet"? You named it and kept it? *I held onto you as you switched positions. I let out a soft sigh* I mean, I'm fine with making new and happy memories.. *softly kissed you back then pulled away* But, I don't know how I feel about that..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *My lips barley touched hers* About what? Scarlet? *Giggled* Well I have to keep her. She's very fucking special to me. See? I bought her when I got the call that the hobo was her. She was brand new. And she was only used on you..

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yes, I don't really feel all too happy knowing you kept the hacksaw that you nearly killed me with.. *despite me loving that our lips were barely touching, I was too upset to be into his teasing. I frowned a little and let out a soft breath* I should finish packing my stuff..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I sighed against her lips* If it fucking bothers you that much? You can see her when I take you down to the weaponry and you can get rid of her, okay? *smiled a little*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Maybe one day *shook my head* I really don't feel like looking at it or holding it again *as much as I'd like for him to get rid of it, I just knew that wasn't an option. I already know how he feels about that hacksaw* I just have one thing to get, then we can leave *weak smile*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Raised my head* Okay.. But Baby Girl..? You do mean more to me than Scarlet. I just want you to fucking know that.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I know.. *nodded a little* I'm sure you do, Slick *small smile. I really wanted to believe that, but I'm not sure I can right now*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I touched her cheek softly* You are the most precious fucking thing I own.. *I sat up on my knees to let her go*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled a little as he touched my cheek* I'm happy to hear that *I pulled myself up as he got off me and maneuvered over to the edge of the bed and got up. I noticed a few of my stuffed animals next to be and grabbed it, tossing them in my suitcase*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I sat there thinking* You don't fucking believe me do you? *Turned my head to look at her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf It's not that I don't believe you *looked over at you* I do *sighed* It's not about that Slick, I promise.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I tilted my head* Then what is about? I just want you to be fucking happy.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I closed up my suitcase* I'm just not sure how I feel about you keeping and naming the hacksaw that you nearly killed me with *shook my head* I just can't get passed it.. Maybe in a few months I'll be fine with it, but now.. I don't know..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I climbed off the bed* Scarlet may be special to me, but she's not fucking you.. *Turned her head by her chin* I meant what I fucking said.. You can get rid of her.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I'm not looking to compete with a hacksaw, Slick *I didn't want to look at him but I did* Slick, it's your hacksaw *slowly shook my head* I don't want to touch it or be near it..I don't want anything to do with it *I gently held his wrist and lowered his hand* You can do whatever you want it.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Let me fuck ask you somethin'? *soft smile* If you.. say.. accidentally stabbed me with a knife and you kept it. And I was against you keeping that fucking knife, cause it bothered me? What would you fucking do?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Sick, even if I did stab you with a knife, I wouldn't keep it with me to remind me of that incident *looked at you* I would never keep a weapon used to hurt someone *closed my eyes and shook my head* Slick, do whatever you want with your hacksaw, I just don't want to see it or be near it, okay? *quietly sighed*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Touched her neck and gently pulled her into a hug* I'll fucking get rid of it.. *kissed her cheek* I give you my word.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *when he pulled me into a hug, I didn't hug him back just yet. His kiss made me feel a little better* Slick, I already know you don't want to do that. I saw how happy it made you so I know you won't be getting rid of it anytime soon *I placed my hands on your waist as I looked up at you* I just want some time to think about it..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I slid my fingers into her hair* I don't care about it. If it make you fucking happy, that's all I fucking care about. Really.. It's just a fucking hacksaw.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I really loved the way his hand felt in my hair* Slick, I already know you're not going to get rid of it despite me not liking it *sadly shook my head* But, please don't say things like that. I don't care what you do with it. It's yours and I did give it back to you to keep so.. *softly shrugged* do what you want with it. I just don't want to be near it.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Pulled my head back to stare into her eyes* Fucking listen to me Baby Girl. I'll get rid of it. Really. I'm dead fucking serious. It's not that important to me.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Slick, I am listening to you *looked you in the eyes And I'm not going to back down from this. It's yours, I already know you're attached to it and don't plan on giving it up and I'm telling you to keep it. I know you're serious, okay, I never doubted that but really.. Keep it. I don't care, I just don't want it near me.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Soft smile* How about we talk about this fucking later? Cause right now, you're fucking upset and that's not what I want.. *kissed her softly*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *took a deep breath and slowly exhaled* Okay, but my answer will still be the same.. *kissed back*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I kissed her again and slid my hand under her top* Promise me one fucking thing?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *softly kissed you back, I softly gasped as I felt his hand underneath my top* What would that be? *I placed my hand over my shirt, on top of his*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf That if you ever want something or need something or whatever you fucking tell me? I don't if it kills me in the fucking process, tell me. And I'll fucking do it.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I looked you in the eyes and nodded* I promise to come to you if I need or want something. I won't have you do something that would get you killed so don't worry about that *soft smile* You have my word.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Okay.. But if there's ever a situation where I tell you to fucking leave, to save you and not? You fucking take it. You fucking leave and don't look back. Got it?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I really didn't like the sound of that but it seems like I don't have much of a choice* Okay, I promise I will leave when you tell me *nodded* I understand.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Slid my hand out of her hair to her cheek and took off my sunglasses to look in her eyes* In this business, shit happens, and I ain't gonna let you die for it. I did it for Ivan, you've seen it, with the hobo and I'll fucking do it for you too.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *looked you in the eyes and nodded. I already know the extent of what happened when they both broke into my apartment* I understand that Slick, I really do *my hands were now wrapped around him* I know you'll do anything to keep me safe.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I nodded* Okay.. You come first. I don't give a shit about me. I mean, I don't want to fucking die. No ones does, but I rather die knowing that you're fucking safe. *smiled* Now get your shit, so we can get the fuck out of here.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft smile* I know and I like knowing that you're willing to do anything to keep me safe *I pulled away from the embrace* I just have to get one more thing *I stepped out into the living room and grabbed the bear photo on the table next to my couch and returned to the bedroom* Okay, we can go now *I sat the photo in my suitcase, closed it and zipped it up*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I saw the photo as she put it away* Why do you have a picture of a bear in a fucking frame?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I slid the suitcase off the bed* Oh, I just really like bears *smiled a little* They're my favorite animals. I always wanted to see them at the zoo one day..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* Okay.. I'll take you to the fucking zoo one day. *we walked out together* If that makes you fucking happy?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *smiled a little as I carried my suitcase out my room* Yeah, I'd really like that *walked out with you* Yeah, actually It would make me extremely happy. *soft smile*

(Later that morning, Brooklyn)

Caleb Morley-Vilf *I took my "Mortality ring" with me when decided to take a walk. I started late that night and walked from Port Charles all the way to Brooklyn. I was there by morning. I figured "Why not? I am vampire king of New York, I own all of it." And it's good to make sure my kingdom is safe. With the exception on Scum Town in Port Charles. I allowed it to The Drake and his sons. What happens there is none of my business. Same goes for a certain "drainer," whom supplies the Dashiells. They pay me nicely to stay away. Once in Brooklyn I pass this old house, that just happens to be one of many establishments, this "Drainer," owns. I could hear fighting inside. And normally I wouldn't care, but I could smell a fairy inside and that caught my attention enough to stop, in front of the house.*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *While out on patrol I got word of some drainer activity i a old house in Port Charles. I decided to check it out and sure enough there they were. Grinning I snuck inside with my katana out. I find 10 drainers with vamps strapped to silver tables. The first guy went down silently as I snapped his neck. That alerted the other who drew their guns and fired at me. I simply held up my had and stopped the bullets i mid air. With a flick of my wrist I sent the bullets into the skulls of 7 of them. The others try to run but I was faster. In one swift motion I cut off their heads. I looked over at the vamps ad they had lost to much blood and had turned to mush. *sighing I left the house and found King Morley outside. I bowed when I approached him* Good morning Your highness. What brings you to this part of town?

Caleb Morley-Vilf *I folded my hands behind my back* Morning.. Slayer? *Raised an eyebrow*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *Nods with a smile* Patrol is going great in fact I just took care of some drainers for you. I'm sorry to say the vamps didn't make it. Is there anything that I can do for you sir?

Caleb Morley-Vilf *raised my hand* Rise! *I gave her a cute smile* What is your name and whom is your Sheriff?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I straightened when commended* My name is Erica Blodtorst and my Sheriff was Godric. He met the sun on his own accord a few years ago. So I'm a free slayer in town just doing my job.

Caleb Morley-Vilf *Smirked* So you not only do you not have a creator, you don't have one in New York? And you're slaying anyway? That right?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *nods* Yes that's right. Just because I don't have a creator anymore doesn't mean I don't still have a job to do.

Caleb Morley-Vilf *Chuckled and scrunched my nose* You're so cute! You're like this woman I devoured 2 nights ago. Do me favor? *My face turned emotionless* Before you ever do anything in my kingdom again, text me? Or next time I'll rip your throat out and mount your head on my wall. *smiled again* Kay?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *swallowed and bowed again* Yes your highness. I'm sorry. I just thought I'd take care of the drainers for you. Please forgive me I meant no disrespect.

Caleb Morley-Vilf  *I turned and draped my are over her shoulder* Oh I know.. Shhh.. I know.. Walk with me? *We began to walk* Thing is.. There these guys.. *We start to pass Coney Island.* And they pay me very, very well to turn a blind eye, to stuff like.. THAT. *Thumbed behind me* See? There's the Dashiell brothers, whom live in Scum Town, which is a part of Port Charles. They... *Pressed my lips together* Sell.. Things that make humans feel good. *Meaning drugs* And they get their supplies from a vampire named... Negan. *swallowed* And he also pays me for the same service. And now he's not going to be "pleased." *deep breath* And THAT creates a problem, for me.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I jumped a little when he draped his arm over me. As I walk with him my eyes widen while he explains how things work.* Oh.. *Thinks to myself, "Shit he's gonna kill me for sure now."* I-I truely am sorry your highness. I will willingly except any punishment you see fit.

Caleb Morley-Vilf *Snickered* Oh no.. I'm not going to punish you. Shit happens Erica. Plus.. *Stopped and turned to face her* I have a feeling that you're gonna have a lot of "Problems," coming. *Cute smile*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I couldn't help but feel relieved when he said he wouldn't punish me.* Thank you for understanding your majesty. *I stopped next to him* I'm sure Negan will understand that it was a simple mistake, right?

Caleb Morley-Vilf *Evil laugh* If that helps you sleep?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *sighs* Great. Well I'll deal with it happens. Is he a king or Sheriff?

Caleb Morley-Vilf Nooo.. No he is much, much worse. *smirked* Anywho, *I took out a pen and pad. I wrote down my number and handed it to her.* In case you live... OH! And good luck. *winked*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *blinks a few times* Worst than that? What could be worst than that? *takes the piece of paper from him* I shall put this in my phone right now. *takes out my phone*

Caleb Morley-Vilf Oh you'll see my little slayer. But I like you, so I'll give you one warning. You won't see it coming and you can run, but it won't help you, so my warning is this.. Watch out for *Leaned in and whispered in her ear* Lucille.. *Stood straight* She is very loyal to Negan and is always around Negan, even if you don't see her. And when strikes, she has NO remorse. *Raised an eyebrow.*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I felt a shiver go through me when he explained about Negan.* Lucille? Hmm she sounds lovely. Guess I'll deal with them when the time comes. Thanks for the warning.

Caleb Morley-Vilf Oh.. *Laughed* Lucille is a sight to see. She is more than lovely. She is devinely deadly. And If she doesn't scare you.. Nothing does. *Evil smile crept up* She will make you shiver. *sighed* Again, good luck little slayer. You will need it. *Vampspeed away*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf Thank you you highness. *sighs when he vampspeeds away* Just Wonderful Erica. Now you have to deal with Negan and his woman. Ugh! *orbits away*

(Ireland)

Todd Manning-Vilf *I grabbed a stool from the side Marty was sitting and placed it where I was standing, then sat across from her.* Marty, you don't understand. I don't want to be forgiven. I never have.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *Looks over at him once he sat down* I know I probably shouldn't but even I know as a therapist, the victim must learn to forgive his or her attacker in order to heal. So since I clearly felt your pain and sincerity for what you did to me I think I can at least try to forgive you.

Todd Manning-Vilf *I wanted to cry, but held it back and looked down* Like I said before.. *Spoke in a soft voice* I don't deserve it. *Looked over at her* I didn't just have the choice to rape you or not Marty. I had the choice of stopping Zack, and not bullying Powell. *Awkwardly clear my throat* That was my fault, no else's.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I tear up at the flashbacks that threaten to pop up but I quickly squash them down.* I uh kinda got that from the dream. However Zack and Powell both had a choice too, They could've stopped it or they could have ran and got help. *Tears starts to fall from my eyes* But they didn't. *looks away sadly*

Todd Manning-Vilf *Sighed* Speaking of the dream, there's somethings you need to know. Not to change subject, but.. *sucked in my cheek.. Fairies can read anyone's minds unless they are dead, like vampires. Except fairy vampires, we can read their mind. *deep breath* But.. Fairies and vampires can't enter a dream, unless... They are bonded.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I was grateful for the subject change and it gave me a moment to compose myself.* I for one would not want to read a vampire's mind. No telling what's in there. *shuddered* A fairy vampire sounds interesting and frightening. *I smiled a little but it faded when he said something about bounding* Now by bonding what do you mean? We've never bonded. Have we? *he was silent for a moment and I started to get angry* Have we?!

Todd Manning-Vilf *Pressed my lips together* Okay.. Don't get mad? *Looked at her with a small but naughty smile* I "May" have done something bad.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf I can't promise I wont get mad. *I glared at him* What did you do Todd? *pushed my hair back with my hand as my anger builds* And wipe that smile off your face!

Todd Manning-Vilf *Blushed a little and tried not to smile, but failed.* Remember when you fainted? *shrugged a shoulder* Well.. You hit your head on the coffee table and it split your head open. And there was blood everywhere and I couldn't exactly call 911, since you're on the run. And so.. I did something. *winched*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *nods* Yes I remember hitting my head but nothing much after that. *I start to get frustrated when he doesn't tell me right away.* Damn it Todd! What. Did. You. Do!! *my hair falls in my face and I push it back* Tell me now! *my eyes widen* You didn't rape me again did you?

Todd Manning-Vilf *My eyes widen* No! It's not that kind of bonding. *My heart raced.* I mean, if that was the case, then we've bonded twice.The Spring Fling and the one night stand! Ugh! I would NEVER do that to you again. I told you, I would cut off my dick and hand it to you first. *sad eyes* I-I.. *sighed* Fairies and vampires can heal people with their blood! I had you drink my blood! *Huffed* We're blood bonded.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf WHAT?!! YOU DID WHAT?!! *jumps to my feet and starts to gag* Oh god I'm gonna be sick. *presses my hand to my mouth* You're sick Todd! Just sick! I mean who does that? You don't just give someone your blood! *I started to feel sick again* What if I have aids or something?! *Glared at him* Undo it. Undo the bond now or so help me!! *pushed my hair back* God why?!!

Todd Manning-Vilf *Stood up* Marty, relax.. *Deep breath* I doubt that you of all people have aids. And fairies can't contract human virus, unless we are poisoned with lemons. It's the only time we can get sick. *walked around to the other side, quickly, to stand next to her* The only thing my blood can do is 5 things. Heal you, which it did. Allow me to enter your dreams. Forces you to have dreams of me, without me, the real me, being in your dreams. Allows me to feel your emotions and know where you are at all times. And... *went silent*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I moved away from him a little when he walked over to me* Don't tell me to relax when you just told me you feed me your blood against my will! *moves my hair from my face then crosses my arms while he explained what blood bonds do* Just wonderful. Now you can find me where ever I am. Fantastic!! *when he went silent I waited for him but he didn't say anything more* Okay and what?

Todd Manning-Vilf You would have DIE if I hadn't given you my blood.. *Pointed to my chest* That would have destroyed me! *Swallowed a little* You.. Might.. Feel.. "Attracted.." To.. Me.. *Paused for a long moment before bowing my head* ..Umm.. Sexually. *Blushed shamefully*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *My eyes widen and I blushed a little before hiding it with my hair* Me attracted to you? Ha! Like that will ever happen. As far as me dying. *shrugs* It might have been a good thing to die. I mean not like I have a lot to live for. I am on the run so I don't have anywhere to go. *sighs*

Todd Manning-Vilf *Looked at her with sad eyes. Her words hurt me, but it was to be expected.* Hate me, if you want.. But I did love you at one time. You're the first female I ever loved, besides the woman I thought my mother. *I still loved her, but I wasn't about to say that.* I couldn't just let you die!

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *ran my fingers though my hair in frustration. * God I'm so pissed at you right now. *starts to pace a bit while I try to calm down* Okay first off thank but no thanks for saving my life. Secondly this blood bond thing has to go. I don't want you in my dreams and I certainly don't want you tracking me wherever I go. *stopped pacing and looks over at him* How long will the bond last?

Todd Manning-Vilf *Shrugged sadly* Forever.. But.. after a year it won't be as strong as it is now. *Looked away* I was only in two of your dreams. *Looked at her* The one of Powell and I in rape therapy. I want you to see the real him. What I seen in him. And the other was last night, because I could feel your pain and FEAR! If you don't want me to be in your dreams, I won't do it again. But you will dream about me. I can't stop that. And most likely, they'll be.. *devilish smirk* Did you every have a.. "Sexy," dream of me, since your fall?

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *nods* Good. Stay out. *When he asked me about my dreams I thought of the first dream I had and turned my head so he couldn't see my blush* Nope. Sure haven't. It would be a nightmare if you ask me.

Todd Manning-Vilf *I felt her emotions and knew differently, but didn't press it* I see... Well.. *Trying not to smile* It might happen. *Sighed* Look, I know you don't like it and trust me, I thought about it before making the decision to give you my blood. My choices were let you die or let you live and live with the consequences. I chose! But it was my call! And I'm NOT sorry.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *Gives him the look* Wish all you want but no dreams here. *sighs and runs my hand through my hair*Fine! Look like I said, thanks but no thanks for saving my life. Just don't do it again. Anyways anything else about fairies I need to know? *changing the subject*

Todd Manning-Vilf Well, our energies, that little light, helped you stay alive. *Deep breath* During the "Spring Fling," *Meaning the rape* My energy was out.. But no one saw it. I didn't want to kill you. *Looked down*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *looked at him strangely* What do you mean your energy was out? I remember a lit of things about that night but a glowing light isn't one of them

Todd Manning-Vilf *I bit my bottom lip as I looked up at her* It was.. inside.. you. *swallowed*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf What do you mean inside?... *I blinked a few times as I answered my own question* Oh.. * blushed then hid it with my hair* If you knew how I felt that night then you should have stopped it. *meaning the rape*

(Scum Town)

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *After hopping I helped her carry all the bag up to her new room, at the mansion, then sat on the bed.* Shit girl, you know how to fucking shop. *Laughed*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *I carried a few bags inside to my new bedroom. I sat a few smaller bags on the bed* What can I say, I'm a girl that just loves to shop *laughed a little*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Half smile* No shit! So uh.. I was fucking thinking.. How do you feel about me callin' you Babes?

Annie Wilson-Vilf Hmm, Babes huh? *thought about it* It's cute, I like it *nodded* I'm okay with that.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Pulled her next to me* I want something close to Baby Girl, cause I thought it was cool. *giggled* I thought about it the whole time we shopped.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *smiled a little as I sat next to you* In a way, it is close to Baby girl but not that similar *soft smile* Really? You were thinking of a cute pet name the entire time? Wow.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Fuck yeah I was. *Shrugged a shoulder* You seemed to really like the fucking idea of having one.

Annie Wilson-Vilf The idea of having a little pet name is nice, I just didn't think you'd be spending all day thinking of one *soft laugh*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Well, it was important to you that I didn't fucking call you bitch, and/or my property, so I had to fucking thing of something. *snickered*

Annie Wilson-Vilf *shook my head and laughed a little* I would have been fine with being called "your chick" but like mentioned, I didn't need to feel like I was a play-thing *soft sigh* But "Babes" is just fine with me.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf Okay Babes.. Fucking Babes it is. *kissed her cheek* So how's the jacket?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *smiled a little to the kiss* Good *soft smile* Oh, the jacket is pretty great. I really love it.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Surprised* You do? I fucking thought maybe it would be too much. That's how I felt when I first had to wear one.

Annie Wilson-Vilf It's probably because of the circumstances of why you have to wear it *looked down at my jacket* I mean, for me, I guess it's nice that you're giving me something of yours to wear even though it pretty much says I'm off limits to anyone else *soft laugh as I looked at you*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Pulled her closer to me* You don't like being off limit to everyone else?

Annie Wilson-Vilf I'm sure there are some people I would be close to, like my friends.. *half smile as I leaned against you* but, I won't be sleeping with them, if that's what you mean.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf You fucking better not.. *Looked down at her* Cause then I'll have to fucking kill you.

Annie Wilson-Vilf I won't sleep with anyone else. I promise. I'm not one to cheat so you don't have to worry about that.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Smiled at her* I ain't fuckin' worried Babes. I just wanna make sure you understand that you are fucking mine.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Yes, I know. I'm all yours. *nodded* The jacket pretty much says it all *soft laugh and nodded* I completely understand that.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Good.. I won't let anyone touch you. I will break them, then kill them.

Annie Wilson-Vilf I may like that I have my own little bodyguard to keep me safe *soft smile* I do like knowing that, though *softly laughed as I brushed my hair back and glanced around the room* So, I take it this will be my new room if I move in?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Looked around* Fuck yeah. I call this the Beetlejucie room. *I stood up with her and we both turned to face the bed* It's the only fucking room, that fits your.. *Looked her up and down* Style.

Annie Wilson-Vilf *laughed little* I can't even disagree with that *looked down at the bed as I rubbed my hands along the comforter* It really does remind me of Beetlejuice *smiled a little as I looked at you* I'm that easy to read huh *soft laugh* I do love the creepy stuff more than cute stuff.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf So.. you fucking like it? Cause, if not, you can pick any fucking room you want? *smiled*

Annie Wilson-Vilf I'm happy with this room *smiled* I mean, I can't hate a Beetlejuice room. I do love that movie, and yeah, it definitely fits my style.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Awesome. I fucking knew it would. Do you fucking like torture porn?

Annie Wilson-Vilf *lifted a brow* Define torture porn.. *looked at you* As in horror movie genre or actual torture porn..?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Laughed* I was gonna say both, but I fucking meant horror.

Annie Wilson-Vilf I think I'll pass on the actual torture porn.. but horror movies.. *nodded* Yeah, I can watch THAT kind of torture porn *soft laugh* I mean the Hostel films should count same with Would You Rather.

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf And Saw? Am I fucking right? *Laughed* Then one night we should watch A Serbian Film together?

Annie Wilson-Vilf Saw is one of my favorite film series *soft laugh* I would like the idea of watching A Serbian Film with you, but is there anything I should know about the movie beforehand?

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Giggled* You'll be fucking shocked? Does that help? I don't wanna spoil it.

Annie Wilson-Vilf That doesn't help at all *laughed a little* Come on.. *fake pout* Okay, I'll watch it with you *pointed at you* but don't get mad at me if I look away on some parts that bother me *soft laugh*

Ivan Dashiell-Vilf *Snickered* No probs Babes. But I think you fucking like it. You might have to watch it twice, but you will.

Annie Wilson-Vilf Oh god *soft laugh* Well, we shall see how I like it the first time around.

(Ireland)

Todd Manning-Vilf *I looked away* Marty, I didn't do it because I wanted to. I did it because I thought I had to. *swallowed* I felt everything you felt, but I only went through it with you to keep you alive.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf Oh well that makes it so much better. *Being sarcastic* You went through it to keep me alive. How generous of you to consider my feelings. *glared at him with tears in my eyes*

Todd Manning-Vilf *Glared at her* I didn't want you dead! And yes, raping you was cruel, but at that time, I believed it was what I was suppose to do. I'm sorry!

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I continued to glare at him* I did die that night! I had my whole life ahead of me but you and the others took it away from me. You can take your sorry and shove it up your ass!!

Todd Manning-Vilf *Sighed* Marty, if I could go back and change it, I would! But I can't!

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf No you can't!! *covers my mouth with my hand to stop myself from crying.* You can't...

Todd Manning-Vilf *I felt bad and took a step closer to reach out and pull her into a hug. I knew the hug wouldn't last long, but I felt I had to do something* I didn't know any better.. I'm so sorry. *I began to cry silently*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *When he pulled me into a hug I weakly beat at his chest before succumbing to his embrace,* I hate you so much. *It wasn't entirely true but I was hurt and angry. I began crying into his chest*

Todd Manning-Vilf *I took the punches, then were nothing for me.* I know you do. And you should hate me. I've done so much to you. And you've lost so much from it. I wish there was something I could do to make it all go away.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I sniffed and began to gain my composer. I slowly pushed away from him and walked away.* Yeah well there's nothing you an do so. *shrugs* Why even bother trying to fix it? *wipes ly tears on my sleeve*

Todd Manning-Vilf *wiped my tears* Because, it's all I have. *shrugged a shoulder* I don't know what else to do.. *sniffed*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *I sigh and run my fingers through my hair* Maybe you can stop trying. Why not leave me alone and let me live my life how I want?

Todd Manning-Vilf *Taken back* You like being on the run, with nothing??

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf I have my pride and it has gotten me though a lot. I'm very careful to stay out of the states so I don't get caught. *shrugs* So I don't need your pity.

Todd Manning-Vilf Pity? *Laughed* Marty, I've never pitied you.. *Turned to the counter to grab my coffee* I hate what I did, but you're strong and sharp. *Turned back and took a sip.*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *nods* Yes I am and I always will be. *walked over to get my own coffee off the counter and takes a sip.* The only way to make have a normal life is for me to turn myself in. I'm not ready to do that just yet. I still have so much I want to do like get my Dr degree back and start over. I'll get that someday. *takes another sip*

Todd Manning-Vilf *I paused to think for a moment* I can do that.. *Looked at her over my shoulder*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *gives him the look* Yeah right. What are you gonna do, wave a magic wand and make it disappear? * rolls my eyes and takes a sip*

Todd Manning-Vilf Touché.. *Arrogant smirk* I'm not that kind of fairy. But.. I do know people, that know people, that can get you what you want, in the states.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *thought about it for a moment* Is all this even legal? I mean I don't want to get into more trouble. *sips my coffee*

Todd Manning-Vilf *Pfft* Of course not.. *Looked at her strange* But then Lucy never cared much for law or even sin for that matter.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *rolls my eyes* Of course it;s not. Great so what is Lucy? A vampire lawyer or something?

Todd Manning-Vilf Umm.. not.. exactly... *Took a sip of coffee* She is The.. *muttered* The Devil.. *Looked at Marty out of the corner of my eye as I took another sip*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *Blinked a few times as I wasn't sure I heard him right.* I'm sorry what? It sounded like you said she's The Devil.

Todd Manning-Vilf *Swallowed and cleared my throat* Well.. Yeah.. She is.. *Walked away*

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *My mouth falls open for a moment.* You've gotta be kidding me! *shakes my head* Nope. *sits my coffee down still shaking my head* No there is no way I'm making a deal with The Devil. Uh uh no not happening.

Todd Manning-Vilf *Sighed and stopped in my tracks* You're not gonna make the deal Marty. *Turned to face her* I am.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *before I could stop myself I shouted* The hell you are!! Are you nuts! You could die! *blushed and hid it with my hair when I realized what I said* Um what I mean is, it's dangerous.

Todd Manning-Vilf *I figured it was the blood talking and not Marty, and I looked down shyly.* I won't die. Eric is coming tonight. He knows her better than me. He won't let that happen, and.. oddly.. I don't think she wants me dead.

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf Yeah okay she's The Devil and she wants everyone dead. *shakes my head* This is crazy. I don't know how I feel about you doing this. I mean I know I'm not supposed to care but.. I do. *looked at him sadly* Just be careful okay?

Todd Manning-Vilf *I nodded* I will. *soft smile* I know what I'm doing. Trust me..

Marty Saybrooke-Vilf *sighs* Fine I will trust you. But just this once so don't get used to it. Anyway I think that's enough Paranormal talk to for today. Thank you for the coffee I'm gong back to my room now. *waves and heads for the door. I reach for the door handle then turns to look at him. I'm a little worried but I don't say a word as I leave his room*

(Scum Town)

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Once back we put Abby's stuff in her room. I took her hand in mine.* Come with me? If you're going to be here, you'll need a weapon, or two, or three.. *Teasing* We went downstairs to the kitchen and then down more stairs to the "Basement," which was not only partly the dungeon but also the weaponry room.* Wait here a sec? *I went in first and took "Scarlet," the hacksaw out of her glass casing and wrapped her up, then put her behind a shelf. On my way back out, I took a switchblade with me. I spoke in a soft voice* I-I-I want you to have this.. *Handed it to her* You can anything else you want, but fucking take this, okay?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I followed Slick downstairs as he held my hand the whole way through the kitchen and downstairs* Three weapons sounds like a bit much *laughed a little. I nodded at his request for me to wait. When he returned he handed me a switchblade* You're giving me a switchblade? *looked at you then back to the blade* That's a nice gesture, but why this one? *I looked at it again, I thought the skull was kind of cute even though it wasn't my thing*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf You remember that fucking girl in high school? *Paused for a moment* I was going to give it to her, but never got the chance.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Yeah, I remember *nodded a little as I listened* Oh.. *paused* So, you decided to give it to me? *I looked at the blade and pressed the button to eject the blade. I was a little surprised at how big the blade was* It's a pretty big blade *soft laugh as I pushed it back down*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf 13 fucking inches.. *smirked* But I know you can handle it. So you'll keep it? *cute smile*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf It's a lot bigger than most blades I've seen. Maybe with some practice I'll be able to use it properly *soft smile* Yeah, I think I will keep it *smiled*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Awesome.. *I took her hand* Now I ain't gonna lie to ya. So.. I put Scarlet away. You won't fucking see her. I promise. *opened the door*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I stuffed the switchblade inside the coat pocket before I held his hand. I let out a soft sigh when he told me he put away his hacksaw. I just nodded and said "okay"* I really didn't want to be upset right now * So, why do you have a weapon room? *peeked inside once the door was opened*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Because dad collected so many that we just made a fucking for them. *snickered as we walked in* You can pick anything you fucking want, but my flamethrower and bat made out of razors. *smirked*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Oh, alright..*walked in with you and looked around the room* Wow, there's so many things in here.. *looked over at you* I don't think I would want your flamethrower or bat with razorblades *I looked over at a nearby table with pepper sprays*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I walked over behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist* Good cause that's the only fucking exceptions. *kissed her neck* What are you eyeing?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I was looked at a few of the small pepper sprays when I felt Slick's hands around my waist* I was thinking about getting a couple of these *picked up one of the more powerful sprays, smiling when he kissed my neck* This would have came in handy.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at it* For what Baby Girl? *Look at the side of her head*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I decided to keep the spray I was holding* If I had one of these 5 years ago, it would have helped me out some. I doubt it but it would have been nice to have one anyway *looked at you*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Taken back* Well fuck me hard and call me Mary. Did you just say, you would have used it on ME? *giggled* Now that's fucking balls, right there.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *soft laugh and shook my head* No, not on you. I would have used it on this asshole cop that always wanted special favors from me *looked at you* And I don't think I would have used it on you back then.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Half smile* Sure you would have.. And that's okay. *Turned her around* Sunglasses would have got in the way, but I would have given you fucking props for trying. *grinned*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I don't know, I probably would have been too scared to do that *turned around to face you* But even if I did use this pepper spray on you, you probably would have killed me back then just for that..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf Fuck no! *Laughed* I would have fell in love! *Backed up* You wouldn't have damaged my face. And you would have shown balls. If anything, I would have fucked your brains out, whether you were fucking into it or NOT!

Abby Dickfit-Vilf And it that happened, I don't think I would have wanted to be with you after that, or anyone for that matter.. I would rather you kill me then end up being raped again.. *closed my eyes for a second and took a deep breath* Can we just please finish up here?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *soft voice* Hey, hey hey.. *Raised her head by her chin* That ain't ever gonna happen here, with me. Back then I didn't fuckin' know, but I do now. It's fucking different.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I didn't look at him at first but I did eventually* I-I guess so.. *I let out a soft breath and nodded* Okay, I believe you. I do.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Sad smile* And one day soon, Ivan and I are gonna find your daddy, and fuck him in the ass, with *Turned to point at the razored bat* Betty over there.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I softly rubbed your arm for a moment* He was my stepdad Slick *looked at where you were pointing, then back to you* And you and Ivan can do whatever you want with him, I don't care about him or my stepmom. They can both rot in hell for all I care..

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I turned back to face her* Oh Baby Girl, you have no idea how pain they will fucking die.. *kissed her* You have my fucking word on that. *deep breath* Now.. Let's get you some fucking toys. *Meaning weapons*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I'm just saying, you can kill them both if you want, I just don't want to hear about it *softly kissed you back* And I really wouldn't call them toys but I'm sure I'd find something that I might want *soft smile as I looked around*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Gave her a cute smile* I won't say anymore on the fucking subject Baby Girl. This is your time. Go fucking nuts. *Watched her*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf Thank you *soft smile* And I can't say I'd go nuts in a room filled with weapons *soft laugh as I walked over to look at the guns* I'll just find one or two things to carry on me *I looked at one particular gun with a laser attachment, I thought it looked pretty cool*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Her head was turned away from me and I heard her thoughts, but it sound like white noise* What did you fucking say?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I turned at looked at Slick* Oh, I just said I'd find one or two things to carry with me *soft smile as I turned back and carefully picked up the gun I was looking at. As I looked at it, I wondered if I would be able to carry it in one of the new purses I bought*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf I meant after that.. *Again I heard the white noise with her voice* Okay, seriously Baby Girl stop fucking with me?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf What? *I sat the gun down and turned around* I didn't say anything after that *I leaned against the table* Slick, I'm not fucking with you. I swear. *shook my head* Why would you think that?

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Looked at her strange* I heard your fucking voice, but it was blocked out by white noise. *sighed* You sure you're not fucking with me?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *crossed my arms as I listened* I swear I didn't say anything and I'm not fucking with you. I wouldn't even dream of messing with you like that.. *lowered my arms to my sides*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Shook my head* I fucking swear that I heard you Baby Girl.. But I fucking believe you. *I let it go* So did you find something you like?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *pressed my lips together as I really had no clue to why he thought I was messing with him* Um, I guess I did *moved aside and pointed to the gun I had in my hand* I thought about getting this one with the laser pointer on it.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Walked over* Good choice. I take it that you've used a gun before?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I can't say that I've used one like that one *looked at you* I mean I've held and used a shotgun once, but other than that, no. I would like to have it, but I may need practice first.

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *I picked up the gun and gave it to her* It's yours.. *I walked to the other side of her and took out a box of bullets for that gun* You'll need these. Just don't shoot your fucking eye out? *smirked*

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I took the gun and held it with my finger away from the trigger* I don't think I'll use it yet *soft laugh as I took the bullets and placed them in front of me* I'd rather wait until I feel confident enough to use it, that way I don't end up shooting off my foot or something worse. *I carefully placed the gun on the other inside pocket of my jacket and held onto the box of bullets*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *smiled* You'll be fucking fine. Is there anything else you want Baby Girl?

Abby Dickfit-Vilf *I smiled a little* Um, I don't think so.. *I looked around the room once again to see if I want something else* I think that's all I want for now. I should be good with the pepper spray, the gun, and the switchblade for now *soft smile*

Slick Dashiell-Vilf *Nodded* Alright, well.. If you do want anything else, feel free to come get it. Everything in this house is your shit too.

Abby Dickfit-Vilf I'll be sure to let you know if I think of something else I'd like to have *nodded*

(Shreveport, Louisiana, Night)

Eric Northman Vilf‎ *I received a call from Cable Morley, king of New York about Erica. When I hung up from him I called her straight away* Even slayer, I've been told about your incompetence this morning. I thought I should see if everything is alright?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I'm sitting on a roof top in the shadows while on patrol when Eric called. I groaned at his reference to my screw up* You heard about that huh? *sighs* Yes I'm alright for now but once word get out to this vampire named Negan that I interfered with his V operation I'm pretty sure I'll be dead.

Eric Northman Vilf *Raised an eyebrow* Dead? You? I highly doubt that. I know the Negan you speak of. You are worthless of his attention, unless you provoke him. Then you may become valuable to him. If you can prove you are valuable. Also, he has many lovers that he calls "Wives," he might just keep you to be one of them.. *half smile*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *makes a face* Are you kidding? I'm no ones pet or other wife. Besides I'm trying to get back with an ex so that can't happen. If provoking him is let's say killing some of his men because I thought they were you everyday drainers, then no I haven't provoked him. King Morley says there could be repercussions from that.

Eric Northman Vilf *Laughed* You killed his men? Then you've provoked him. You now have his attention. He is probably looking for you as we speak. May I suggest that you stay away from you're ex/new lover until he finds you? He has a tenancy of killing the ones you love in order to pay your dues for killing his men. As for being his pet. You won't be. Negan is a little different than other vampires. His pets or in this case pet, is a fairy, but he only feeds on him and abuses him. He isn't... *Thought of my words* He doesn't "Swing," that way. Any woman that he fucks is his wife, or lover. Not pet. But, you can say that you are already taken? I don't know if it will help, but it might. *smiles* He still has to follow vampire laws.. But then it is Negan.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *groans again* Great. Just great. I'm so dead and Kane is not gonna like this. He's gonna want to help and I can't risk him getting hurt or killed. *swallows* Taker will have my ass if anything happens to his little brother. Couldn't I kill him? I mean he's not a king of sheriff that I know of.

Eric Northman Vilf *Laughed* Of course you could. He's a new vampire, not very old. He was apart of the outbreak in Georgia but, it's not recommended. Negan has followers. His followers ARE Negan. They literally call themselves Negan. They will kill you before your katana reaches his neck. And then of course, there's Lucille.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *chuckles* There are more ways than a katana to kill someone Eric you know that. *smirks* So who is Lucille? His maker?

Eric Northman Vilf *Evil chuckle* No.. Lucille, was the name of his real wife, before the outbreak. She was kill and turned. So he named.. *Paused* HER Lucille. I think I'm going to leave this one as a surprise. But from what I hear, she is quite.. Unique. *smirked* And yes, there are many ways to kill Slayer, but none will help you. Talk to him, he can be very charming, if you play your cards right.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *I roll my eyes at Eric's vagueness* Must you always tease me with details. *smirks* I just hope he has mercy on me cause if I had known what was going on I would not have killed those men. *kicks a rock across the roof* Gods I'm so stupid sometimes.

Eric Northman Vilf *Sighed* Oh Erica, you can be so.. "Human." at times. I promise you that you will adore Lucille. She will scare you at first, but I know you. *Chuckled* And I also know that you can provide the necessary means that you are worth something to him. Other than sex of course. And for the record, Negan looks very.. "Delicious," if you understand what I mean? You just might want to be one of his wives. *Joking*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf Hey no need to insult me like that. *Joked and laughed* Yeah I know what you mean but no thanks. If I was single maybe but I'm trying to be a good girl. We'll see about Lucille when I meet her. In the mean time I'm gonna try and stay off the radar if I can. *looks around and sees nothing* I have a feeling I'm being watched though.

Eric Northman Vilf I wouldn't be surprised. Negan has one thing in common with me, other than great looks. *Grinned* He is everywhere Erica.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *looks around and sees nothing but I know something is there but I ignore it for now.* Awesome. Just what i need, spies. *sighs* Guess I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.

Eric Northman Vilf To be fair, Negan may be young (Vampire years), but he would make an excellent sheriff or maybe even king. He is a great leader, can strike fear, he's charming, smart, can handle difficult situations and is ruthless. *sighed* I don't know if any of this helps, but you could also run? Which is not you, I know, but it's an option.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *sighs* No I'm not running. If he's as cunning as You say he is he'd find a way to flush me out. I can't risk any getting hurt because I was stupid.

Eric Northman Vilf *Rolled eyes* You weren't stupid Erica. You are slayer and you were doing what come natural to you. If anything, you should be rewarded.

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *chuckled* Yeah that would be nice but I should have checked in with the king before I started killing people. You know me kill first and ask questions later. *smirks*

Eric Northman Vilf *Heads out of Fangtasia* True, that is your style. *snickered* I'm off to Ireland. Todd just killed his twin brother and needs to dispose of the remains. Are you going to be alright?

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *chuckles* Sounds like Todd is having a fun time. Tell him I said hello. *half smile* Yeah I'll be okay. However in the event I'm not okay know that I love you like a brother and never forget me.

Eric Northman Vilf *Sad smile as I walked into the parking lot* I love you too. You ARE my sister. And I will see you again. And if by chance you are killed I will never forget you and I will vengeance your death. *I hung up and flew away*

Erica Blodtorst-Vilf *teared up at Eric's words* Thanks Eric. *I hung up and put my phone away. I looked around one last time before vampspeeding away.*

[fallen-wolf22]

Scarlett Fallen-Wolf

Masterlist

Full-Name: Scarlett Guadalupe Ula Blossom Sea-willow Fallen-Wolf (Strange long middle name though, My mother was somewhat crazy.Hell yeah your mother was crazy, along with your older brother’s, they also had a hand in picking your middle names! Seriously author-Chan you let my brother’s pick my middle names, that makes complete sense now! Yeah, I had to or they would have muddle me and you know how that would have ended. Yeah you in a coffin, hey wait wasn’t I stuffed in a coffin?. Yes, but that was when you made your contract. Really? Yes, you memory's a little fuzzy on that part though Why are my memory’s fuzzy of that day? No, reason, reader-Chan's I have to go before she get’s me so, see yeah! Yes, see you soon reader-Chan's, EMILY get your ass back here!!!!!. * Runs off after author.*) Age: 16 Height: 5’1” (Man, I’m quite short why is that? Because you are a hybrid you don’t grow anymore, that's why! *Grumbles under breath* Okay whatever.) Birthday: December 25th, 1875 (Technically, this is the date I chose for my birthday since I was born the day the earth was created. Dammit author-Chan shut the hell up, *eyes turn a menacing blood red* Alright alright, fine but I’m the one typing it have you forgotten? No, but quite it will you! I can’t hear myself think and tell you what to type. Yeah yeah I know, but we both have to have music playing to help us think. True, know get back to typing I think the reader’s want to know more about myself. Yeah, I know!) Species: Human/ Werewolf/ Fallen Angel/ Grim-reaper/ Neko/ Elemental/ Demon (You are one strange hybrid if you ask me. Yeah I know, but at least I’m not defenseless against other things. True, but you can’t die either, doesn't that get a little old? No, you have me die in a couple chapters have you forgotten that! Yes, I forgot, but don’t spoil the surprise for the readers! Okay, I won’t!) Personality: (Author-Chan do you really want to do my personality, you know I’m not that pleasant! Yeah I know, but I have to, so do you think you could quite down and let me type. No, yo, Damion, Jason this is an order, take author-Chan stuff her in a coffin and keep her in there, while I type! As you wish mistress. *Grab author-Chan and stuffed in a coffin and locked in* Hey get my out I don’t like small places!!!!! Sorry miss Author-Chan, we can’t disobey orders. You know what you two when I get out of this, I’m shoving you both in a room full of salt and locking you in there!!!! Go ahead we dare you Miss author-Chan. You know what I give up!) Scarlett’s personality wavers actually, she can be calm, quiet, and sweet. But she also has a dark side, a very dark side. When it does show it’s not pretty anyone who truly knows her dark side stays away when she pissed. She is very sadistic when it comes to torture, she can make anyone fear her with just a look. But the only time her true dark side comes out is when someone double crosses her. All hell breaks loose and since she is also a creepypasta her insanity double’s her sadistic side and it’s not pretty. Her kind side is also hidden under a blanket of non-emotional face she uses, no one can read her when she pulls her blank and emotionless face. But very few truly know her, the only one’s who know her truly are her butlers and staff. But one other thing when she get’s extremely pissed, she doesn’t show it but one thing gives it away is when her skin starts to tint a sunburn red, then you know she mad! One warning that's how you known, run like hell!!! Likes: Wolves, Outside, nature, Water, Ciel, and well Storms. (Seriously, you make me sound like a wimp. Technically you are on the inside, you know I could just have you fall for Alois instead of Ciel. You wouldn’t dare! Watch me!!! You take back about what I typed I won’t have you fall for him! Alright, alright I take it back, I don't sound like a wimp, but I do sound somewhat soft and that's fine! Good, that’s what I was aiming at! Whatever, the next time you do something like this for me, I will never forgive you. Okay, but do you think we should get back to typing? Yes!! Get to work women!!!!!) Dislikes: Alois, Claude, Brats, Being Double Crossed Family: Amelia Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Unknown Father (Alive) Jonathan Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Maxwell Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Blake Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Dean Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Mike Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Allan Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Alex Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Barney Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Clement Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Danny Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) Seth Fallen-Wolf (Deceased) (I’ll tell you reader-Chan's, having eleven brothers, they are completely nuts. Well Du eleven freaking brother’s that's a lot of siblings. Yeah, true but I’m the only girl, it's not that fun, of course I like being with guys more then girls. Would that explain why you like hang out with Ciel and Sebastian a lot?  No, now shut up and go back to typing!!!!) Staff List: Head Butlers: The Fallen-Wolf household has always had Five Head Butlers. Adam- 21 Adrian- 26 Damion- 23 Jason- 28 Zachary-24 (Oh course we have, but these aren’t some ordinary butlers, theses are actually my Demons. Yeah, but Adam has been around you for quite sometime right? Yes, we has been with me for a long time, but don’t get any ideas Author-Chan!!!! I won’t, I won’t. So don’t get you panties in a bunch! ) Head Maid: Fallen-Wolf household always has two Head Maids. Carmela- 39 Aviana- 27 Maids: Jessica- 26 Abella- 25 Reza- 32 Aleta- 22 Aslan- 20 Head Chef: Aisha- 35 Cooks: Three cooks as always in the Fallen-Wolf Home. Isis- 29 Titus- 26 Hilton- 26 Housekeeper’s: Zeppelin- 31 Camilla- 22 Head Gardener: Everett- 19 Aleta- 18

[krysnel-nicavis-blog]

HP: Harry Potter and the Gamer Dragon

Title: Harry Potter and the Gamer Dragon

Fandom: Harry Potter

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley

Wordcount: 1,221

SUMMARY: An argument on the Hogwarts Express leads the Golden Trio and the Prince of Slytherin to contemplate life on another planet.

Series: Same Universe, Different Planet

[enkisstories]

The android cemetery (Chapter 16)

“Good morning, Captain Allen”, Rika the receptionist android greeted the arrival.

Technically David wasn’t expected here this early today. But then again, neither had Captain Anderson, Lieutenant Reed and Officer Chen, yet they were already busy inside. It seemed as if everyone at the DPD had sacrificed their Saturday this week to report for duty instead. Since the exception had become the norm, there was an order to it now that pleased Rika. And who knew, maybe another one of the officers’ irregular parties was underfoot? Rika could not explain how, but her performance always increased after witnessing one of those.

David had just entered the corridor leading to the changing rooms when he heard agitated voices from the hall. Trusting his gut feeling the man made his way towards the argument’s source while still in his street clothes. And indeed there was Officer Wilson talking to the wretched RK800. Whatever the machine replied seemed to pacify Wilson. David, however, did not trust “The Negotiator”. Had the man harbored doubts about the android’s abilities at first, now, almost two years and who knew how many updates later, he was wary of Connor because it had grown far too competent with those words of its.

“What’s going on here?” the Captain demanded.

“Surveillance was briefly down”, Wilson replied. “And now there is activity in the evidence archive.”

“A-ha! I knew it!” David slammed his fist into the other hand’s open palm. “Whoever stole the PL600 wants to get out another android!”

“You mean there’s an android thief going ‘round?”

“That or new deviant activity.”

Wilson shook his head. “We are more worried about the confiscated Red Ice than about the dead androids, Sir. But as I told Connor here just now, it is just Lt. Reed and Officer Chen down in the basement. Not a burglar.”

“Oh. Right.”  David’s hands sacked down. Even if he personally didn’t make use of it, he was well aware of the activities people usually went into the archive for. “In this case turn the camera off again and leave them to their privacy.”

“As you say.” Wilson turned back to the computer to get a last glance on the action it recorded. The friends were already down on the floor, but still fully clothed. “No, wait, there’s something else!” Wilson exclaimed. “They are fiddling with android parts!”

“Are you sure?” Connor asked rather weakly. He couldn’t tell why he had spoken up at all, since the remark had been everything but helpful. But that was your deviant brain for you.

As expected David glared at Connor.

“I recognize an android when I see one”, the captain said. “Alive – or dead. And especially the one down there on the floor. It’s the first deviant we apprehended, the cop killer.”

At least this time Connor could keep himself in check. While he was still undecided what to do next, David grabbed him by his uniform jacket and dragged him towards the elevator.

“Didn’t Dean’s skin module break in Brindleton Bay?” the Captain asked while running. “Yumiko said as much.”

Connor had no means – or reason – to deny that, so he nodded. And therefore these were the words David Allen shouted at the pair in the archive: “Dean’s skin module broke, so you butchered the archived PL for a new one! And now you’ve come back for more parts! Don’t deny it!”

Gavin and Tina slowly backed away from a bundle they had been occupied with and rose from the floor. Tina was still holding half a left leg in her hands. As they were standing there both humans sought Connor’s eyes, but just like the day before the silent communication passed over David’s perceptions. For the same reason the captain also failed to notice the subtle shaking of the android’s head. He was busy shouting accusations at Reed and Chen anyway:

“Just to think that to cover up your theft you deleted the whole case file! You cheapskate! Your street rat! You… you…” David was sputtering now. The Chief should never have allowed Reed to sign on. That man was as stir-crazy as Connor was suspicious!

“Hey, hey… shift down a gear, mate”, Gavin interrupted the Captain. He took the leg off Tina and placed it back in a drawer. “At least the murderous butler is neatly dismantled now. Fucking thing won’t pose a threat to anybody ever again!”

David blinked.

“What do you mean by “dismantled”?”

Gavin kicked the bundle on the floor. It consisted of what David believed to be the missing PL600 under an asbestos blanket. Only the android hadn’t gone missing, after all. Detective Reed had just hidden it like a spider was wrapping up an insect, turning it into a cheap and easily accessible source of spare parts for Dean. That wasn’t just bold, that was stupid. But despite the sheer absurdity of the scene it was happening right here, in front of David Allen’s eyes and the RK800’s optical sensors.

“Come on, man, explain yourself!” David yelled at Gavin. “Not that I expect you to make much sense…”

Gavin shrugged.

“I sort of disemboweled the damn android while looking for biocomponents. I mean, I’m not an expert, so I spread the insides out on the floor to check what was what. The carcass was looking pretty bad afterwards. Messed up even worse than you and Connor had managed to make it.”

Both Tina and Gavin were glaring at the SWAT Captain with unveiled hatred now. But of course they would loath him, now that he had discovered their poaching, David thought. The man had no reason to believe in another cause for the glares than him having caught the pair red-handed.

“But these are the remains?” David asked, pointing at the blanket. “All of them?”

“Yep,” Gavin confirmed. “I got an urgent call to heed, so I shoved the parts under the nextbest asbestos blanket. Planned to put everything back together later, but forgot.”

That wasn’t an obvious lie. Much of it had really happened, only in a different order and for reasons even more weird than anything David had conjectured so far. That was the only consolation the trio standing down here with the Captain had: That the truth was so strange that no sane officer would consider it. The corners of Gavin’s mouth twitched and so did Connors. It wouldn’t have taken much now and they would have laughed out loud. But then they would have done so together and that just didn’t feel right.

Captain Allen walked towards Gavin. Towering over the smaller man the SWAT Captain bellowed: “You like coffee, don’t you? I hope that love is strong and true, because by the end of the month you will stand behind the counter at a Starbucks! If you’re lucky, that is!”

Under the Captain’s watchful eye the other three had to put up the android again. David found that he enjoyed this a lot. Tina Chen… well, she existed, even if she sometimes appeared to not be aware of that herself. Displays of power towards this gal were not satisfying at all. But the weasel that was Lieutenant Reed had scored too many verbal and actual victories against David since 2032 and the RK was just a general nuisance, always so confident and with that enervating voice of its. To finally put these two in their place and both of them at the same time, forcing them to work side-by-side, that was well worth having sacrificed his Saturday morning.

Gavin grabbed the PL600’s skull. He tossed it Connor’s way who was standing next to the locker.

“Have a little respect, at least!” the deviant snapped. “If this was a human skull…”

“…then I wouldn’t have tossed it like that”, Gavin agreed.

He walked over to the android and took the severed head out of Connor’s hands. Trying not to look too closely at the beloved face Gavin turned the skull around for Connor to look at the base.

“See, here? A human’s jaw is attached to the rest of the skull much more loosely than an android’s. So if I had a human head, in order to prevent the parts from dislodging in flight I would throw it like this…”

Gavin drew back and let fly. And on the head went towards Tina who caught it with ease.

“Don’t make assumptions about me, dipshit”, Gavin told Connor. “Least of all color me worse - or better - than I am.” He pricked Connor’s chest with his finger. “You don’t know me!”

The android nodded.

“High time we change that, then”, he agreed to an offer that had never been made.

But then there was no more time to waste trash-talking each other. Already Captain Allen grew impatient, so the trio made haste to put the corpse’s pieces back together. Moving a body that looked so much like their friend’s while the Captain was sneering at them... it was almost enough to make them believe they were friends not just with Daniel, but with each other, too.