#even though the reason he called Clyde was because he was having a panic attack but hesitated to call Craig

[iridescentgleam]

Okay, yeah, romantic love is great and all, but I also want friends who would drive each other to a 24-hour convenience store at 3:00 am when the other called them because can’t sleep or woke up from a nightmare or some shit and just... roll with it. Hear the other person out if they want to talk about it and help distract them from the issue at hand if they don’t. Help them load up on snacks and sodas or coffees and just go back to their car and sit with them in an empty parking lot, illuminated only by streetlamps, as they stuff themselves with junk and play shitty radio tunes. And then, if the other person falls asleep, turn the radio down and drive them home. If not, then they stay up together and then wake the whole friend group up at, like, 6:30 to come over to one of their houses to play video games. And the rest of the friend group doesn’t question it a bit. Doesn’t fuss over whoever looks obviously upset because they know it won’t make them feel better. Instead, one of them threatens to kick their ass at Mario Kart with a teasing grin because, unless they want to talk about it, this is just a normal hang-out. And everyone in the friend group just understands this because they’ve been friends for what feels like forever and this is just the kind of thing you pick up on after a while, right?

[toomuchchelsea]

Mason Mount

dating mason includes

late night drives

walking in on mase watching porn (smut)

riding mason’s thigh (smut)

your and mason’s sex song (smut)

one of mason’s teammates walking in on you having sex (smut)

mason fucking you while you wear his jersey (smut)

dancing seductively with mason during a chelsea event

mason’s turn-ons

you get defensive when you see a girl trying to flirt with mase in the club

mason’s kinks

matching tattoos with mason

mason rapping “final fantasy” to you and he’s teasing case y'all fuck regularly to this song, and your friends are filming it

mason looking after you whilst you’re 8 months pregnant

mason catching you fingering yourself in the morning next to him (smut)

mason coming home to see you passed out with his hoodie on

overhearing mason call you missus during an interview

mason drooling over you in a bikini

mason getting jealous then protective when he sees a guy harassing you at the club

nutmegging mason in training and play-fighting with him as ruben films it all

mason and you always playfully bantering and people always catch it on video for the fans

fans noticing that mason’s lock screen is you and freaking out

mason gives you a necklace with his name on it and kisses it before every match

being late to pick mason up from training and he teases you but takes it too far

cheering mason up after he has a bad match

mason has a nightmare in which you died

taking care of mason following a bad match

mason whispering sweet nothings into your ear to help you fall asleep

mason proposes to you, even though a lot of fans think you’re both too young

mason not knowing you’re a good artist and completely in awe when he sneaks up on you and sees you sketching him

mason and your chelsea mates finding out you’re an amazing singer

mason and you jamming to kygo’s version of often in the car and ruben filming it for the world to see

fluffy and smutty playlists for mason (part 1) (part 2)

mason singing “no guidance” to you in the club and tammy catching the whole thing on film

mason always carrying you around on his back cause you’re tiny

babysitting with mason

first time with mase (smut)

you and mase play fighting and he accidentally gets a boner

you have a relapse

you leave nail marks on mason’s back and he gets teased by the lads

you and mase talking dirty and ruben teases you two about it

the morning after with mason

having big boobs and mase and the boys getting distracted by them

overhearing mason talk about you two being childhood sweethearts during the filming of a chelsea documentary

mason surprising you with a group trip to dubai for your birthday (smut)

mason wants to put a red room in your new penthouse

ice skating with mason but you’re horrible so he’s teaching you

giving mason a lap dance to your sex song and then getting hot and heavy in the bathroom of the club (smut)

wearing matching pajamas with mason during a movie night with the boys

mason giving you his hoodie when he sees you shivering at dinner after a game

wearing a backless dress to a chelsea event and not noticing mason’s nail marks on your back

mason announcing your pregnancy in a celebration after scoring a goal in a match

mason surprising you on valentine’s day with rose petals all over your house 

mason taking care of you when you’re on your period

always calling mason papi to tease him and being absolutely shook when he called you mamas/mami

getting into a car crash and mason finds out during a match

mason and you joining the mile high club on the chelsea jet (smut)

cuddles with mase, ignoring all the teasing coming from the boys

you and mason getting married abroad

mase giving you his blazer during a cold night out and giving you cuddles and kisses while you two chat with the lads

being in a clingy mood in the morning and not wanting mason to go to training

leaking at mason’s and he takes care of you

a player is being super pervy towards you and both you and mason shred him in half

mason celebrating his goal with you on the sidelines

bowling and karaoke with mason and the lads

mason and you go to your favorite artist’s concert

going ice skating with mason and he’s shocked at how incredible you are at it

mason eating you out (smut)

having a panic attack on the sidelines on a match and mason stops playing and runs over to you

a group of girls try to flirt with mason and insult you and he gets protective and goes off on them

mason being absolutely shocked when he hears you sing loudly for the first time

inside jokes with mason, you two always mumbling “kiss me” to one another anytime you want a kiss

fans loving how open you and mason are about your sex life when they see an interview where you two are asked about it

mason walking around the house without a shirt on and teasing the hell out of you

you having a thing for mason’s accent

mason’s voice soothing your insomnia

mason and you rapping and dancing wildly to a song in the car and tammy films it

the boys posting on their stories about you and mase falling asleep on each other

taking mason with you to get your nails done

mason teasing you at dinner with your dad and 7 brothers

one of mase’s teammates walks in on you two having shower sex (smut)

mason giving you a back rub

you have a big ass and it distracts mason and the boys

being a good singer and going bowling + karaoke with mase and the lads

mason taking care of drunken you in your clingy + horny state

walking down the stairs in Mason’s shirt from last night and seeing him cooking you breakfast

you and mase aren’t allowed near each other during sleepovers with the lads but you try to sneak around it anyway

surprising mason with a puppy

being part of little mix and dating mason

being worried about mason getting injured during the chelsea-norwich game

mason being an exhibitionist (but make it funny)

fucking mason in a VS dressing room (smut)

mason gets seriously injured so you take care of him and hear him tell ruben “she’s the one I’m gonna marry”

having sex with mase while you’re pregnant (smut)

birthday sex with mase (his birthday) (smut)

dancing to jp cooper’s “the only reason” at your and mason’s wedding

inviting christian into the bedroom with you and mason (smut)

you being brought up in mason and declan’s roommate video

mason getting injured :(

mason having your name on his boots

mason wearing your uni hoodie while out running errands and he’s asked about it in an interview

you and mason “arguing” because you like spicy food and he doesn’t

you post a cutesy video of you and mason and it goes viral

telling mason you want an ice lolly to suck on and he says “I have something you can suck”

mason dedicating a goal to you by kissing his ring finger

sharing a photo of you and mase when you were younger and everyone is gushing over your relationship

trying to get mason to relax before a big game

you and mason are long distance but one day you surprise him with a house you bought for you two in london

you and mason dress up as bonnie and clyde for halloween

mason comforting you as you’re literally crying in pain

mason dancing close to you to hide your body from the gazes of creepy guys at clubs

mason secretly learning spanish so he can call you cute foreign nicknames

you accidentally post a video of mason whispering something dirty in your ear

declan noticing bruises on your hips from mason and you’re wearing a turtleneck

mason playing with your fingers whenever he gets nervous

telling mason you’re pregnant on christmas day

mason helping you through anorexia/bulimia

mason defending you after someone says something racist to you about being latina

drunk mason being super clingy and horny

mason helping you take your make up off and get to bed after you come home drunk from a girls night out

mason sharing a room with tammy and you two are fucking in the bed beside him (smut)

tammy seeing your initials in hickeys on mason’s chest

surprising mason by wearing his jersey to a chelsea game even though you’re a man u fan

singing ariana grande’s christmas n chill to mason in front of a crowd

cockwarming with mason (smut)

mason and the lads watching you do the bushtucker trial on I’m A Celebrity

being on I’m A Celebrity and getting your letter from mason

riding mason for the first time and it’s the best he’s ever had (smut)

mason finding out about your panic attacks

[heckinhacker]

Heyy may i request bff headcanons for Kyle, Cartman, Craig & Tweek? If that’s too much characters, then just Kyle please :)

Kyle, Cartman, Craig and Tweek - Best Friends Forever headcanons!

A/N: Honestly, south park is rare on this blog so no, no problem at all! Wanted to write it sooner but writer’s block T~T’ 

Rest is under the cut cuz it might get long-

Kyle Broflovski

As I always say, South Park is a shithole and finding some REAL friends might be hard.

Kyle sometimes doubts his own existence, or everyone else’s. Literally. That’s how bizzare things are happening here. 

He cannot trust anybody, maybe Stan only. But sometimes he doubts him too. (Brutal truth) 

So seeing someone honestly concerned about him, and being stubborn at it, would make him soften up pretty quickly. 

As long as you’re not a Cartman, you’re fine. 

Maybe he didn’t start right off bat to spill his secrets out, but he invited you to hang outs more often when he realised you’re fine. 

The most of trust he shows when he invites you over his place. Without anyone else. Just you two. 

Nothing over-friendly line, you just laugh at stupid youtube videos, share some memes, tell some stories you somewhere read or heard. Friend things. 

If you prefer to stay inside, say goodbye to the comfort of your room. Kyle LOVES long walks, and he forces you to go with him. “It’s more healthy than ‘taking a walk’ simulator, [Y/N]!”. 

Long walks - long talks. 

Kyle never shuts up. No matter what. You know something’s wrong when he does. 

Kyle realised you’re his BESTIE FOR LIFE when Hanukkah was hitting close in the calendar. That time of the year he talks to noone since everyone celebrates Christmas. 

But you? You, beside spending time with family, decided to gain some knowledge about Hanukkah. 

You searched in the internet, asked Kyle’s parents, you just tried your best. And decided to surprise your best friend with Hanukkah gifts. Well, if you’re at it, you should get something for his parents and Ike too. 

Your pocket money cried fo mercy, but you had none. 

Everyone expected  your arrival but Kyle. 

And boy, was he emotional?? He had TEARS in his eyes. But he’d never addmit that. 

After that he’s loyal to you as FUCK. 

Anyone picks a fight with you? No need to strain your arms, Kyle is already at it. 

Someone made you sad? Emotional support Kyle right away. 

Cartman always teases you that you love yourselves so much you should date!

But you’re both comfortable with things the way they are now. 

Eric Cartman

From this four? The easiest one to befriend. 

Noone really stays around enough to get to know the deepest of him for him to call someone best friend. 

But here you are. 

Cartman is not very secretive when he likes someone. He just brags and brags about himself and his most private things. Just because he’s that egocentric. 

Not the best of friend material, really? His advices are shitty, mostly he’s the reason you’re sad or hurting, but you just stay beside him anyway, God knows why but he doesn’t. 

When he’s NOT the reason you want to cry, you can sit beside him and cry yourself out, he’d let you lean on his shoulder. Maybe he’d be silent, but he’d hear you out. 

If that’s what you want, he’s more than enough. 

Please don’t be chaotic duo with him one Cartman in South Park is enough.

BUT if you’re as rude as him, South Park is done with you two. You’re inseparable. 

Miss Cartman loves you as much as her own child, she’s just so grateful someone takes care of her Eric and is not here only for...any other reason.

You’re the only one person that Cartman knows that when picks on him and laughs at him, it’s for jokes, never for reals. 

That’s why he’s the most comfortable with you, to be honest. 

Too lazy for walks, but will go out when he has some bigger purpose than just wandering around, doing nothing. 

Craig Tucker

Almost the hardest to befriend. He’d be the most difficult, but we have Tweek on the list. 

Feels bad. 

Noone had any clue WHY are you trying so hard. Even his group sometimes have hard time figuring Craig out. 

He was very cold to you at first. 

He was worried you’d put him through some weird shit, like main four did. And he’d hate that. 

If you want to befriend him, you have to get trust of Token. At least. 

Don’t start with Clyde, Clyde likes everyone (almost), so you’d be nothing new, Craig will still ignore you. 

When Token, on the other hand, says you’re cool, you have to be. Craig would groan, but would try ot hang out with you normally. Well, as normal as he can. 

You knew he acts somehow different, so you held into that thought, trying to get to know him even further. 

“Why are you trying so hard?” - he’d once ask you when you stayed behind, when Craig was packing his things the slowest. You were alone. 

“ Well, you’re always beside people, but you still look alone. That looks like it hurts, so I want to help to stop it.”

“Weird.” he just answered and started walking out of classroom, you beside him. 

Well you weren’t wrong? He bottled his emotions inside, with noone to know about that. Even himself. 

“He’s just like that”, they’d say. 

Maybe he is, but he still has to have some kind of emotions, right? He’s a human being, after all. 

Maybe his emotional needs are not as big as for others, but they do, indeed, exist. 

Best advice giver. Plus he can help you out of panic attack. He’s REALLY good at it. He’s best friends with Tweek after all. 

If you make him actually more than tolerate you, trust me you’re safe and sound with this dude. 

Rely on Craig Tucker. 

He’s a ‘stay inside’ type of dude too. Watch some things together in silence, talk a little but not too much, just...vibing together.

Unlike Tweek, he’s okay to go outside though. To take some photos maybe, take in fresh air. 

Pro tip: never make small talks with him. He hates them. 

Tweek Tweak

my absolute favouritest boi

The hardest to befriend out of everyone. Literally.

He has big, BIG trust issues. 

Don’t force him into anything. Seriously. 

Small steps. Baby steps, even. 

Try to hang around him in Tweek Bro’s. Or at school where others are at. 

Never try to be with him alone at the beggining. Dude will freak out.

He generally freaks out when he notices you being around him most of the time.

“Y-you having any problem?? I’ve got an eye on you, you won’t kidnap me! My friends already know who to suspect when I’m-!”

“Tweek.”

“Wh-What?!”

“I don’t want to kidnap you, man. I just want to see how you’re doing. 

“...oh.” 

Still doesn’t trusts you, but relaxes. You’re in public place, after all. Many other people would see if you’d plan something on him. 

It takes a shitton of time for him to warm up to you. You see every single sign of him trusting you. 

Inviting you to hangouts with friends? Small step. 

Asking if you’d come when he’s working? Even bigger step. 

Damn, noone’s here beside you? He invited only you? Friendship points!! 

You know he considers you as a friend when he invites you over to his house. He never did that. When he asks if you want to come, you almost cry. 

You took your time and got sweetest boy as a friend. 

He notices the smallest changes in you, so when you’re feeling down by even slightest, he’d point that out. 

Advices are almost pointless, he cannot help himself, so helping others is even worse, but he tries to act like Craig acts when you open up to him. 

It’s so noticable you smile right away. Tweek tries his best.

He sometimes gives you free coffee. “It’s on me”, he says. He’s scared of what will his dad say, but you can count it as a payment. He doesn’t get paid for three people’s work on his shoulders, so he has rights to do what he wants. 

Prefers to stay inside. 

Big events and parties are a big no-no. 

He can force himself into big event happening somewhere close to South Park, but parties are NEVER an option. 

I’ll just mention, but boy do I hate Tweek’s surrname?? It feels like he’s a joke but he’s so important to so many people it’s sad-

[evanstanhoney]

Saved (part viii)/Vampire!Shawn

a/n: this is by far my favorite chapter I’ve written for Saved so far. I’ve had it in my head for ages and I’m happy to finally post it! also if you get the references in it please tell me ;) also you get a gold star! 

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*Chicago, 1891*

“Well love, I’m waiting,” Clyde whispered into your ear, pulling you from your sinful thoughts.

The room was loud and obnoxious, and if it weren’t for the drink in your hand or Clyde's arm around your waist you’d go mad.

“For what?” he smirked down at you, taking a sip from his own drink, smug as ever.

“Fine, you were right. It’s not so bad here,” he places a triumphant peck on your cheek and you pull away, “I still miss London though!”

“London was fun. But we outgrew it, sweets. Now we’re on to bigger and greater things Chicago is a great fit,” he chuckles into your ear, placing a kiss to the side of your head.

He was right, the two of you were starting to gain a bit of a reputation in London and it was only a matter of time before the two of you got caught, well you got caught. You weren’t happy about it in the slightest, you were finally out of the states and the last thing you wanted was to come back. You wanted to travel the world with him, but it was all about ‘patience.’ But Chicago was starting to grow on you, and it so far it proved to be the playground Clyde claimed it would be. You were just over ten years old, but it felt like you’d turned yesterday. The hunger never went away, and you felt like you were on edge all the time, but it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. In some ways it was….exhilarating.

He waves down one of the barmaids, and she skips her way down, leaning too far against the bar. She was a pretty girl, clearly into Clyde, but far too easy.

“Can I get another for me and the lady please.”

“Of course sir,” the young lady smirks and quickly makes her way off to prepare the drinks.

You scan the room again like you’d been doing all night trying to find the right girl. It was more difficult here than in London, you’d found. For one thing, the places were far too loud. Too many businessmen in suits with pretty girls in their laps with obnoxious laughs for you to concentrate. It wasn’t the worst brothel you’d been too so far in Chicago, but the ones in London were far nicer. And the girls here were far too eager. It was their job to show interest of course but it was never any fun if they didn’t put up any kind of fight.

“Do you see anyone you like?” He cooed into your ear. You don’t say anything, eyes too focused on a girl across the room, talking to an older gentleman whose arm was wrapped securely around her waist.

She was beautiful and just Clyde's type. Your type. Dark hair, lighter eyes, and full breasts - she was perfect. And it seemed like she was looking at you; she thought the same of you.

“I thought you might like her,” he smirks, looking between the two of you. “Beautiful, isn’t she?”

“Do you like her?” you ask, eyes never leaving hers.

“It’s not about me tonight. She’s all yours, love.”

You turn to Clyde, slight panic in your eyes. He’s always been the one to pull, especially the women. You pulled the guys sometimes but even then you were too nervous. And he was always best at picking. Everyone he picked was so...fun. And they always tasted so so good. It was like he had a skill you hadn’t mastered yet. There was no way you were ready.

“Go ahead, love. You can do it, just do exactly what I’ve taught you.”

You take a sip of your drink that you hadn’t even noticed was set in front of you, before finally padding your way over to her and the man whose hand has not left her side since you spotted her.

“Hi.”

“Well hello, I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of meeting. You must be new here.”

“Oh no, I’m not new, I came with someone,” he laughs a hearty laugh, and takes a pull from his cigar, “A young lady like you shouldn’t be in a place like this. Men may get the wrong idea.”

“I think I can manage, thank you for your concern.” You chirp, flashing him a tight smile, but your eyes still fixated on the one you came for. The pretty girl with the dark and light eyes. “Do you mind,” you move past him, taking the young lady by the hand and guiding her to one of the couches in the corner of the room,

“Excuse me -”

“Leave us.”

And just like that, the man walked away. Compulsion. It’s become your new favorite trick, and Clyde taught you well.

The two of you have a seat on the couch, across the room from Clyde, who’s got a perfect sight of the two of you.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what are you doing here?” the brunette asked, slow eyes glued to your lips.

“The same reason as everyone else.” She leans in closer, placing her hand on top of yours resting on the couch.  

“Oh?”

“The gentleman over there,” you point to Clyde and him and he raises glass toward the two of you, a smug grin on his face, “we were wondering if you’d be interested in coming with us. Have a little fun of our own, somewhere a bit more intimate?”

“We aren't typically allowed outside the club while we’re workings” she stammered, unable to keep her focus as you leaned in closer.

“Oh don’t worry, we’ll make it worth your while.”

---

“Honey. Wake up!”

You rose from your sleep by Shawn’s hands framing your face, softly moving your face closer to his to make sure you were okay.  

“What-what are you doing in here?” you stammer, voice shaky.

 Since the whole Clyde thing, you’ve been different. Shawn could tell, and as much as he wanted to cradle you every night, he let you have your space and went back out on the air mattress. He didn’t mind it all too much. He figured he could watch out for the door, get to Clyde first before he’d get a chance to get to you. He wasn’t happy about it, but if that’s what you needed, who was he to deny you.

“You were talking in your sleep. Are you okay?” he coos, rubbing soothing circles onto your cheek.

Shawn was putting it nicely. What he heard was whimpers of ‘no’ and ‘don’t’ and ‘please’ from you and it scared the living daylights out of him.

“Mhm, yeah. I’m fine,” he doesn’t believe you and you know he doesn’t but he gets up to leave your room anyway. But there’s a sudden mixture of loneliness and fear that hits you that makes you change your mind. “Wait can you - can you stay with me?”

“Of course.”

Like he had on so many nights before, he crawls into your bed, making himself comfortable under the sheets, this time pulling you into his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist, placing a soft kiss to your shoulder.

He doesn’t want to ask because he knows the answer, but he can’t hold it in and asks anyway.

“Was it about that Clyde guy?”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not really.”

He notices the way your body shivers a little at the thought it and he squeezes you a little tighter.

“I know you don’t want me involved, but just know I’ll do everything I can to protect you from him. Okay?”

You turn to look at him, reaching your hand up resting it on his cheek, “You’re too sweet for your own good, you know that.”

“You tell me almost every day,” he laughs and then he gets serious, “This may sound crazy and I know -”

You stop him, then because you know where this is going. “Whatever you think you want to say, don’t. Wait two weeks. If you still feel like you have to say it, then you can tell me then. Deal?”

“Deal.” he concedes.

----

You hadn’t been able to shake your dream --nightmare-- the past few days and being around Shawn was no help. You appreciated how much he cared, but he wasn’t doing much in the way of helping you get your mind off of things, so you dropped by Jame’s to try and be normal for a day.

“Yes, Shawn I’m here. I’ll call you when I’m on my way back okay?” You smile into the phone rolling your eyes fondly.

You hang up the phone. And turn back to James whose giving you the look. Your voice always got a little higher when you talked to Shawn and you there was a little twinkle in your eye, (even when you were annoyed with him) and James always made sure to tease you about it whenever he caught it. Which was always.

“The kid’s getting quite clingy. More than usual at least.”

“He’s a bit freaked out after our apartment was broken into.” The two of you both ignore your slip but you can feel his eyes on you as you shift awkwardly in your spot on the couch.

“Well, his fear isn't completely irrational.”

“You���re my best friend, you're meant to make me feel better. It’s in the job description.”

“My job is to tell you the truth. And pretending the problem isn’t there isn’t a smart idea for anyone. Especially Shawn.”

“What's that supposed to mean?”

“It means him being new, makes him vulnerable enough as is. You don’t need to make it worse.”

“Excuse me?!”

There was no reason for you to be as harsh as you were with him. You knew he was right. You really were making things harder on Shawn, but hearing it out loud was

“You know better than anyone else what Clyde is capable of.” you go quietly. You hate to think of your time with him. He was the definition of evil, he never needed a reason, he was just bad for the sake of it. It was fun for him, to strike the fear into anyone that so much as gave him a glance.

“He’ll get bored eventually and move on. Until then we just, keep an eye out, run interference until he backs off.”

“I don’t know about that. This….this shit is getting worse.”

“Please don’t tell me that James.”

You didn’t want to talk about this. You wanted to ignore it, ignore him and wait for it to all blow all over, because for once in your life you were finally happy, and you wanted to hold onto that for as long as you could. Even if it were through rose-colored lenses.

“There are too many people missing. And the attacks? There is no way one vampire could do all of this,” he goes over to his desks in the corner of the room collecting a pile of papers and splays everything out on the coffee table in front of you. It’s a collection of “Missing Person” signs and newspaper clippings from the campus paper and a map. An actual fucking map, complete with connecting dots and circles.  

“What are you Sherlock fucking Holmes?”

He rolls his eyes at you but continues on not letting your little sassy fit distract him, “Look, I’ve been looking through everything and the people that are missing. I don’t think they are missing. They just don’t want to be found.”

“Those kids have been missing for weeks, and at the risk of sounding incredibly morbid the likelihood of them being alive is slim to none.

“We’re vampires, and our other friend is a witch. Do you really think it’s that simple?”

“Okay, then what?”

You take a minute to think because he’s looking at you like he’s waiting for the correct answer at a spelling bee competition but you can’t wrack your brain to find an answer. The situation seems pretty clear, Clyde is coming through town wreaking havoc completely ruining your life again and - “No..no,” you shake your head grabbing one of the missing posters, “There’s no way. Right? I mean why would he. He can’t.”

“Yes. Clyde's got a nest,” he clears some things away from the map, pulling out a red marker, “It’s the only thing makes sense. The disappearances happened first, and then the attacks. Smaller clusters at first and then all of a sudden - a bunch of them at the same time, every single one of them sloppy and impulsive,” he leans in closer shoving a copy of a few police reports from a folder, “People have started to report sightings of some of the missing. Obviously, the cops aren’t doing shit about it. They’ve got it all in their heads that everyone is dead and folks are just grasping at straws. But it’s only a matter of time before an overzealous rookie fresh out of the academy goes poking around and finds something.”

If what’s happening is what James says it is then it’s worse than its far worse than what either of you could have ever imagined.

New vampires left to their own devices is in itself a dangerous situation. They were impulsive and incredibly impressionable. They come in contact with the wrong person and there’s not telling the horrors that could happen. Take that throw Clyde into the mix and is a passion for creating nests in peaceful communities and its a recipe for disaster.

But factor in Shawn and you’ve got a whole new set of problems. You’d been working with Shawn, and he’s been doing great, but he’s still only a few months old. The same power Clyde has on these new vampires he’s making is the same power he can have over Shawn. If he comes into contact with Clyde or any of his Progenies you could lose him.  

When you don’t say anything for a while he already knows where your mind has gone.

“I’m not going to let anything happen to him.” You sit up, changing the subject trying to get to the bottom of this. If there was no ignoring it now might as well dive in head first.

“If they are attacking in light hours that means they’ve got to have a witch with them right? Someone's got to be making a shit ton of daylight jewelry.”

“I already talked to Piper. If any new witches came to town her family would know about it,” he looks around the table of papers like he’ll find the answer to all his questions underneath one of the highlighters, “I just can't figure out what he wants”

“You really think he needs a reason.”

“Well, the only way to find out, and to fix this is to go talk to him.”

“Are you out of your mind?!”

“Maybe. But I can’t think of a better way to end this than for you to go to him ask him what he’s doing here, meet whatever demands he has, and do whatever to get him out of here.”

“You really think simply asking Clyde to stop would do anything?” you rolled your eyes letting out a bitter laugh.

“Look. I know you were with Clyde for a long time, and you think you know him. But I’ve been around a lot longer than you and I know when things are going to get bad. And the way things are going, shit’s going to hit the fan quick. Now, unless you have a death wish, which… I don’t think you do, if we don’t do something this is not going to end well.”

“You don’t know that.”

“What I know is he and his little degenerates are drawing too much attention. Attention brings hunters and hunters get us staked.”

“I can’t.”

“You’re like my sister, and I love you. But when it comes to Shawn you need to be smart. For the two of you,” he looks at you tilts his head to the side, “ I know you, and I know you’re in love with the kid and you're worried about him. But if Clyde doesn’t kill him, you keeping things from him will. You’ve got to talk to him. This involves him now.”

“What am I supposed to say?”

“At least start with the sire bond. After that, as much as you can.” He knew anything featuring Clyde was a soft spot for you, so he didn’t want to push you too far.  

“I just want him to go away.”

“I know you do. We’ll sort it out okay? We always do.”

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You completely lost track of time while you were at James’ but apparently Shawn hadn’t. As soon as you walked through the door all you saw broad shoulders and curls pacing your small apartment, obviously too in his own head to hear you coming up the stairs. He didn’t turn until you closed the door behind you.  

“Honey! Where were you, I’ve been calling,” he spoke sternly with every intention of sounding authoritative, instead, it was adorable, just like everything else he did.

Laughing a little, your mood instantly lifted, “I’m sorry, my phone died. I was at James’.”

“Okay well, bring an extra charger with you or something,” he says through a huff, hands on his hips. He was so protective of you, it was kind of adorable. Okay incredibly adorable.

“Will do, grumpy,” you smile and walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist for a tight hug. And everything suddenly hit you. You just got dealt a handful of terrifying news, news that involved Shawn, and his safety. And your safety. It was all too much and you just needed a long tight Shawn hug.  

“Hey, are you okay?” he pulls your head up to look at him and his pout matches yours.

“Let's go out this weekend! Let’s go somewhere. ”

“What?” he laughs at your sudden mood swing. You hadn’t been right since the break-in, and it’s little moments like these that really made Shawn worry.

“Let’s do something to distract ourselves from all this bullshit.”

“Yeah okay. Where do you want to go?”

“Somewhere special. I want to show you something.

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Pandora Park AU Part 3

(This is a re write of Pandora Hearts (Jun Mochizuki) with the South Park (Matt stone & Trey Parker) characters, I don’t own any either of these. I hope you enjoy it)

(Warning: There is a lot of blood in this chapter as well as a kiss scene (I wonder which characters ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )which involves some blood so if you don’t like that you probably don’t want to read this chapter.)

In an abandoned church the Testaburger servant was enjoying some tea and cake. “The twittering of birds, sunlight shining in. This is the perfect setting for sipping tea, wouldn’t you agree?” He turned towards Wendy for an answer. She just looked back at him, annoyance in her eyes. “Do please finish up with your tea, Stan. You are being imprudent.” 

Stan laughed slightly. “Oh, I think it’s fine, Lady Wendy. We still have time until the ‘path’ opens.” Stan then turned to the brunette in the corner “And why don’t you come over here and have some candy?” Stan then produced a lollipop from his pocket. The brunette glared back at him, “….I’m good…” he mumbled. Stan just grabbed the bridge of his nose before saying “If you’re so tense you’ll even make a mess of things that come second nature to you..”

Wendy walked over to the brunette “The Testaburger family is undertaking this mission of it’s own accord. Even the organization doesn’t know about it, so please don’t blunder, okay?” She smiled warmly at him. He gazed at her “…Don’t worry, I have no intention of failing!”

Wendy then turned around “Then shall we begin the preparations? In order to rescue Sir Tweek Tweak with our own hands!”

Tweek was running for his life. Water was everywhere, covering the floor, splashing with ever step Tweek took. Tweek was having the worst panic attack ever. “What is this place. No matter how far I run the landscape stays the same.” Tweek’s stab wound stated to hurt again. He slumped against the wall, waiting for the pain to pass. He remembered the events that lead him to this moment. His mind especially went to the memory of Clyde. He hoped with all his heart that he was still alive.

Tweek looked up to see a floating teddy bear, his shakes increasing again “This isn’t a dream… That means that this is the Abyss!” Around him were floating toys, furniture and parts of buildings. Tweek stood up again, the pain numbed enough for him to start running again, before he started however he heard a demonic voice “I’ve finally found one!” Tweek turned around to see a monster, unlike the Guinea Pig this monster looked like a rag doll and had no eyes. It grabbed him and pushed him down. Tweek screamed. “It’s a yummy looking child!” 

At that moment a powerful blast hit the monster causing it to crumble away into nothing. Before it vanished it yelled “How dare you, Bas%&*d B-Guinea Pig!” What stood in its place was the boy with the blue chullo hat. “A ‘card‘ shouldn’t be butting in.” The boy pointed at Tweek “That’s mine!” Tweek gasped, instantly recognising the boy. “YOU’RE THE BOY WHO MOLESTED ME!!!” The boy flipped him off. 

“You’re so weak, letting a weak chain like that scare you.” The boy had taken Tweek to a more covered area. Tweek was confused again “Nugh What’s a chain?” The boy flipped him off again, Tweek was getting the feeling that it was a programmed response. “Chains are organisms that are born in the Abyss, and cards are the stupidest ones among them.” “Are Gah you a chain too, B-Guinea Pig?” The boy nodded. 

Tweek then remembered their first encounter where the boy strangled him. “Do chains always attack people? you tried to kill me when we first met too. Why’d you do that!?” The boy just stared with his cold eyes “What are you taking about? When we first met I rescued you from the reapers.” Tweek was confused again, he swore it was this boy who had strangled him. He wore the same outfit and everything. It must have been a dream then “Great, now my dreams are trying to kill me!” The boy continued “I don’t know who you’re mistaking me for, but you’re being rude.” 

Tweek opened the draw next to him, searching for food, and found a mug of coffee. “Oh thank god. Coffee you always find me.” The boy looked at Tweek. “How can you drink that stuff, and how do you know it’s not poisoned?” Tweek looked up at the boy. “Don’t make me panic again. This whole situation is just Nugh reminding me of the time I got kidnapped and I’m doing better than I was then. Besides, you’re not my enemy. You rescued me twice so you’d tell me if it was. Thank you for that by the way.” 

The boy looked at Tweek, his eyes softened slightly, Tweek didn’t notice though.

“Craig.”

Tweek looked up confused. “What?” “That’s my real name. Others called me the ‘B-Guinea Pig’, but I give you special permission to call me Craig.” Tweek smiled slightly “I wonder why that name feels so familiar to me?” 

Craig grabbed some flowers from the vase floating in front of him. “Before I forget, I rescued you for my own purposes, I didn’t do it because I care about you..” Tweek’s smile dropped “This guy really lacks emotion and empathy.” “The reapers went to the trouble of dropping you in here. I can’t afford to have you die.” “Why? What do you Hugh want with me? What’s this purpose of yours?”

Craig stood up, jumped, and landed on the draws in front of Tweek. “The same as yours. I want to get out of the Abyss too. That’s why I’ve been waiting for a person like you.” Craig crouched on the desk and lifted Tweek’s chin up so they were looking into each others eyes. Tweek blushed a little from the contact, he was invading his personal space again. “For a person who could become my ‘contractor’.“ Tweek was confused by what a ‘contractor’ was but Craig continued “Even you must’ve realized that this is no ordinary prison.” Craig stood back up again “The Abyss exists in a different dimension than the world you came from. A distortion called the ‘Path’ connects the two worlds. I’ll concentrate my power there and force open an exit.” 

Craig crushed the flowers he was holding and threw them over Tweek for effect  “Then, you and I can escape from here!” Tweeks face lit up. “We can escape! Even if its with him I’ll go for it, besides, aside from invading my personal space, I think his hearts in the right place.” 

Craig spoke again. “However, I have a limiter on me, so I can’t produce that much power. The contract will allow me to release that power. You only have to call my name and agree to take part in the contract, then we can leave.” Craig’s eyes lit up slightly. “There’s something I have to do once I leave here, and you want out too.” Craig held out his hand to Tweek “So that makes us allies, doesn’t it? Then why don’t we work together!” Tweek looked up and smiled. He was scared but he knew somehow he could trust Craig. He slowly lifted his hand to take a hold of Craig’s.

“NO! Sir Tweek!!!”

Light circled Tweek and suddenly he vanished. Craig panicked slightly. “God Dammit!”

Tweek opened his eyes and saw a girl in a purple dress with black hair holding his hands. ”Wendy!” “That was close Sir Tweek, he would have killed you if you had taken his hand.” Tweek was shaking again “Why are you here!” Wendy smiled. “Worry not, Sir Tweek. I came to get you.” Wendy held out her hand and Tweek took it, the two began to walk.

“After you were dropped in here the Testaburger family began hatching a plan to rescue you. When I heard about it, I could not sit still and asked that I be included as well.” Tweek was blushing again. “She’s doing this for me, that’s so sweet.” “A little farther down is a magic formation for escaping from here. Please hold on until we reach it.” 

Tweek was very happy to be escaping, but every so often he’d look back the way they came. “Are you worried about that B-Guinea Pig?” “GAHH, no….” Tweek couldn’t lie to himself though. He was very worried about Craig. Wendy looked at Tweek. “That is the most dangerous chain of all. That contract it mentioned is a ritual that is necessary for a chain to be in our world, since their existence is unstable.” 

Tweek remembered something that conflicted with that statement. “But he showed up at the coming of age cere-” “That time, its power was sent there only temporarily.” Tweek was shocked, for something that was temporary Craig sure had gone on a rampage. “Even before that incident the B-Guinea Pig always interfered with our world every time a ‘Path’ opened. And it has butchered every single one of its contractors. It probably intended to kill you in the end as well.”

Tweek knew he should be terrified with what Wendy had said to him, but for some reason he wasn’t scared at all, in fact he was surprised at even himself with what he said next “Is… that really true? He’s emotionless and scary but he saved me twice. I…. I don’t think he’s evil.” “I don’t know anything about him, then why do I feel this way?”

Wendy laughed a little. “What are you saying Sir Tweek?” “nugh.. yeah, you’re right I’m-” “Didn’t the B-Guinea Pig not point a blade at you and yell ‘I’ll kill you’?”

Tweek froze but Wendy kept walking. “And still you say it’s not evil?” Tweek stopped her then. “How do you know about that dream! I haven’t told anybody about it!” Wendy started to crush his hand “S*&t. I think I’m in real trouble now!” 

“Who the hell are you?!” Screamed Tweek.

Wendy turned around, her left eye was bulging and grotesque. “oopsie, Baby made a boo-boo!”

The chain taking Wendy’s form suddenly dropped its guise and transformed into a baby dolls head with spider legs coming out of it. Spider silk was coming out of it’s mouth. “Oh dear, I wanted to play with you a little more..” One of it’s legs darted towards Tweek to stab him. “It’s going to kill me!!” 

Tweek saw blood splash into the water. He looked up to see Craig, he was using both his arms to block the legs. The sharp ends dug into his arms causing him to bleed. Craig looked at Tweek “Do I have to do everything for you?” “GAHH YOU’RE BLEEDING!!” Craig didn’t acknowledge Tweeks distress, he just continued. “This is ‘Mad Baby’, it’s a chain that peeks into your memories and toys with you.”

Craig then glared at Tweek darkly “I’m still annoyed at you for hesitating to take my hand but you took that girls hand no problem…” Tweek hung his head in shame “I’m sor-”

Another one of Mad Baby’s legs started lunging for them. Craig grabbed Tweek and pulled him out of danger. He hid them behind some building debris. Tweek then grabbed one of Craig’s arms and looked at his wounds, tears started to form in his eyes. “Why are you doing this. I nugh don’t know anything about you! Why does it have to be me!?”

Craig pulled his arm away and flipped him off. “You’re right. I don’t know anything about you either.” Tweek’s tears streamed down his face as he shut his eyes. “However.” Tweek opened his eyes and looked up at Craig. “I heard the sound of that watch when I was struggling to escape from here. The melody was familiar to me, so I followed it and ended up finding you. That’s when I realized that you’d be the one to get me out of the Abyss!”

Tweek’s tears stopped falling as he heard what Craig said. “I don’t have any reasons for thinking that way.” Craig then smiled a little, not a smirk that Tweek had seen before, but a very small genuine one. “I’m only following the conviction born inside me.”

Tweek started to smile himself when the wall behind them crumbed away and Mad Baby started firing web at them. Craig shoved Tweek away and Tweek collided against the ground. When he sat up again Craig’s arms was bound to his sides with web and was being lifted up into Mad Baby’s mouth. “B-GUINEA PIG!” Craig turned his head to Tweek, pain covered his face. “God dammit, if I didn’t have the limiter on, I could easily….. I think this is it for me.” Tweek looked in horror up at Craig. “You…. run away before it gets you to.”

“Run… Tweek…”

Craig then disappeared as the chain’s mouth closed around him. Tweek glared at it. He broke off some wood from a nearby chain and ran at the chain. “What am I doing? Why am I not running away like he said? Why do I want to rescue him? I don’t even know what he wants or even what he said was true.” Tweek leapt up screaming as he buried the splinter into its face. The mouth opened to yell in pain. Using this he pried open the mouth and yelled “I WON’T LET YOU DIE! NOT WHEN I OWE YOU SO MUCH!”

One thought raced through his mind “I don’t know why, but I don’t want to lose him here!” 

Tweek saw Craig and without thinking he said the one thing he knew that would save them both.

“CRAIG! I AGREE TO THE CONTRACT!!!”

Craig’s head snapped up and suddenly a light emanated from him, blowing up Mad Baby and releasing both of them. Tweek was surprised he was floating but jumped more when Craig lased his fingers around Tweek’s own. “That’s not it, kid…” Craig then lifted the hand he had a hold of and while practically laying on top of Tweek, he used his other hand to cresses Tweek’s cheek. “I think you mean please enter into a contract with me, right?” The smirk was back on his face.

Tweek was angry now “No way, it was all an act!” Craig lifted up his left arm and sucked from blood from his wound and then pulled Tweeks head up.

He then kissed Tweek.

Tweek took a second to process what was happening but a bright red blush covered his face when he felt the copper tasting liquid and something else enter his mouth. Tweek tried to battle against the intruding object but all his strength left his body. In the end he ended up drinking the copper tasting liquid, it didn’t tase as bad as he thought it would. “I can’t think or resist it. It’s a power I can’t fight is overrunning my entire body.”  Craig laughed slightly “Be grateful that you can serve as my hands and feet, kid..” Tweek then lost consciousness. 

Tweek’s body twitched and his eyes opened, only now his eyes were pitch black with small white slits. He stood up and a smirk appeared on his face. “It’s finally mine! My own body!” Craig was now in complete control of Tweeks body. He lifted his head up and summoned his survival knife from thin air. “I can release my power now, I can finally escape from the Abyss!” Craig charged at the weak spot and it shattered.

Stan started to feel a strange disturbance in the air. Wendy looked at him with confused eyes. “What’s wrong Stan.” Before she knew what was happening Stan pulled her from where she was standing as a purple whirlwind formed in the exact same spot. As it cleared all three figures saw an unconscious Tweek laying on the ground. Stan laughed a little. “Well, well. What a surprise. He escaped from the Abyss on his own.” 

The brunette figure grabbed Tweek. “This… is impossible.” He uttered. Stan let go of Wendy. “Well things worked out all right in the end though.” Wendy leaned down and touched Tweek’s cheek. “Yes… They did. We finally have obtained the key to Pandora. There is no turning back now. Even if he turns out to be the Lucifer who will bring us to ruin.”

To be continued…

(Hey guys. Hope you enjoyed this part. We got a lot of creek in this chapter and even a kiss, though the blood made it a little gross. Tweek is now possessed by Craig, but I wonder for how long? Well you’ll just have to wait for part 4 to find out ^_^. Let me know if you have any questions or if you see any mistakes.)

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250 Story Arc - Week 1, Part 01-07

The First Chapter

Maria was tired when she woke up this morning. It was only natural, she worked long hours and still had to get up before the sun. That and it was only Wednesday. Yet, as the days flew buy it was less about what day it was and more the lack of sleep she was getting. The bags were heavy under her soft brown eyes they wanted to be closed. She rubbed them with a yawn and then she had to ignore the cry of her soft, warm bed. Just five more minutes, it whispered to her, you could get up then. She got off her bed pulling a hair tie from the overused dresser beside her bed and tied her black hair into a ponytail to ensure it would stay out of the way. For a minute she stood there, slowly accepting her fate. She was up. She was up and there was nothing left to do but start her day. She opened the dresser drawer and dressed appropriately for the chores she had to do before she could leave the house and go to work. The chores were simple, replace the water and remove the dust that was blown inside the house and anything else needed to prepare for the day. She finished just as the sun was starting to rise. Its light reached inside the house even though the sun was hidden by the surrounding buildings. It was then that she cooked food for herself and aging father.

Part 02

Just as she finished cooking, the creaking of the floorboards told her that her father had awoken. She set the table and turned just in time to see her father enter the kitchen. Maria greeted him with a smile, “Good morning, Papa!” He acknowledged her with a grunt. He then moved to the table and sat. Looking over his meal he took a deep sigh and, with not a word spoken, he started to eat. Maria's heart sank a little at his reaction, but this was nothing new. She couldn’t compete with the food he ate in the past. She sat down beside him, gave a short prayer before starting on her food. She enjoyed her meal with him. It was the only time she was able to eat with her family. She wanted to enjoy it, wanted to have a nice long conversation but that wasn't going to happen. Instead, she ate much faster than him, she had to. Her shift was starting soon and they couldn't afford it if she was late. She would have already left, but this was the only time she could spend with her family. “How is the food?” she asked when she finished. Her father answered in a broken voice as she was taking her plate to the sink to rinse and clean. “I used to have people cook some truly wonderful meals for me, and now im reduced down to this crap.” it stung, but Maria was still happy. He's talking today!

Part 03

He usually just grunted out his greetings in the mornings. Neglecting any conversation she tried to have with him and left her alone. As if she was a stranger living in his home. She was drawn in by his out of place words. Maria felt her heart sore, those distasteful words had brought her a small bit of happiness. She wanted to continue the conversation, to continue talking with him. “Really? What was your favorite!” she asked, it was an innocent question, but her father’s reaction was violent. slamming his fist on the table he shouted at her, “never you mind that girl!” with that he was finished, he left his food and stormed away. Maria took a breath, then cleaned up after him. She wouldn't be sad. She wouldn’t be angry. She was used to his actions, his temper. She knew the reason behind them. After she cleaned up the kitchen she changed into her work uniform. It was a simple black dress with red lined stitching and embroidery and a white cover sheet. It was the maid uniform for the kingdoms castle maids. After she dressed she fixed her hair into a bun and left for work. She called out to her father just before she left. “I'm off Papa, I’ll be back! Don’t worry Papa, I’ll be back!” she spoke twice, she had to let him know that she would be back, she wouldn't abandon him. She waited for him to respond. But he would never would.

Part 04

With a breath, she turned away from the door. She took the same route she used every day. While the castle was clearly visible from her house and its large, imposing figure loomed down on the residence, she still needed to hurry. She couldn't ever be late for work, especially today. The prince was just a few days away until he came of age. Today they were going to hold a party to celebrate that fact. While speculation circled around the kingdom with about having it before he actually came of age, everyone was excited. None more so then the castle staff that knew him well. He was a charming young boy who treated everyone with the same respect and dignity that they hadn't known in the old regime. It was this reason more than ever that she couldn't be late today. It was important for everyone that they pulled this one off without any problems besetting the royal family. She had made good time and was able to arrive at the back gate with barely any time to spare. Luck was on her side, however. The guard on duty was a friend.

“Hello, little Maria! Cutting it close today?”

“Something came up at home, but I think I’ll make it in time!”

“Sure, sure. hurry up inside then. We Can’t be late today, he finally made it, It’s going to be a grand time!”

“Thank you Clyde! Yes, it’s going to be spectacular” she would make sure of it!

Part 05

Maria thanked Clyde and crossed the gate in a dash. She reached the servant's entrance of the castle when it opened. Is was sudden and Maria collided with the door. She hadn't expected anyone to use it at this time of day. She was spared major injury because the door caught her. The individual on the other side wasn't so lucky. A loud thump confirmed they slammed against the floor. Maria pulled the door open and apologize. Her words were caught in her throat when she saw who was laid out on the floor. “Az!?” she forgot herself for a moment at the sight of the young man as he picked himself off the floor. Only when he addressed her did she remember herself. “Oh, hey Mar-mar! Looks light I got caught!” “caught? What are you- I mean! Prince Azurath, what are you doing here?” Azarath chucked at Maria’s perplexing question. “Come on Mar-mar, there isn’t anyone here, drop the formalities already.” Shaking her head furiously she informed him that, “I can’t do that, Prince Azurath!” She really couldn’t. It was true, no one else was around. However, if anyone was to find her, a simple castle maid, talking to the prince casually then she would be in a lot of trouble, even if he said it was fine. Especially after she just attacked. Accident or no, her actions were an attack on the prince. She would be in a lot of trouble. Forget about being dismissed, she’d be hung!

Part 06

“But what are you doing here!?” Maria cried. “Isn’t it obvious? I'm escaping!” His words set her in a panic.“Escaping!? What- !!!” Azurath quickly pushed his hands onto Maria’s mouth, silencing her. She tried to cry out but couldn’t. the prince looked behind him and back at her taking on hand and brought its index finger to his lips, “shhh, you can't be to loud Mar-mar, Thomas is bound to hear you!” Maria nodded and repeated her question as a whisper. “Well you see, they keep talking on and on about the ceremony. It seems like such a pain you know? So ima skip it.” it took her a few blinks before she understood what he just said, “Skip your age ceremony!?” how could he! They all worked so hard She thought he was better than that. “You can’t do that!”

“What?”

“Do you know how hard everyone is working. For you! You need to take responsibility!”

“Responsibility!?”

“that's right! This is your coming of age! you’re no longer a child today, you’re a man!” she gave him a lecture until, “Okay! I get it ill show up, but I do need a brake! Just for a bit!”

“not going to happen, you don't want to embarrass yourself tonight, do you?” she was to much for him, but then again she always was. He was the only Prince and air. He wasn't used to anyone besides his father and tutors giving him trouble. But she was a different story altogether.

Part 07

“Oh no! My head hurts, what has this maid done to me!” Azurath put a hand on his forehead and cried out in pain, a smile on his lips. Maria’s eyes widened in a panic, “What are you doing!” With a wink of his eye he told her, “if i’m going down i’m taking you with me!” Was she too hard on him? Did he not understand the difference in there punishment? Ignoring her inner strife, the prince continued. “It hurts. Oh the pain, oh, the misery and torment! Don’t forget the torment!… haha” she didn't hear the sarcasm embedded in his words, nor the the laughter pouring from his lips. Her life was in danger!

She caved “Okay, okay! I didn't see anything. I didn't see anything!” laughing at her panicked cry the prince gave her a mocking bow. As he stood he caught her hand in his and brought it to his lips. An odd feeling crept into Marias heart when he released her hand from his kiss, “thank you Lady Maria. I will see you tonight!” He wiped the tears from her eyes then sped off before her heart could recover. She watched him go with a warmth in her soul “What do you think your doing standing there! What's all the commotion about!” the cold morning air returned in the form of an icy voice that made Maria to jump. She turned to its source to find the worst possible person. “Madam L’ane!?” the Housekeeper.