#he's gunna ruin his lil feets again

[looselucy]

March

“He’s very pretty.” Grace whispered into my ear. I stared at Harry across the table, unable to disagree, because how attractive Harry was, was very apparent. I had once denied it, but Harry really was attractive in every sense of the word.

I had pulled Grace off and told her about me and Harry a little earlier on in the evening, because she was a third-party member and she could definitely keep her mouth shut. I had asked her not to say anything to anyone, and I knew she wouldn’t. “I know.” I mumbled into my glass, before downing my drink. “I say you just bang him.” She shrugged. “Noooooo!” “Why not? What’s the worst that could happen?” “Harry and Tally don’t even talk! I’m being serious. They can’t even be in the same room. I’m living with him next year! I really don’t want to fuck this up. I like being his friend.” It felt stupid even saying that. Because, in a lot of ways, I was desperate to have sex with Harry. It was taking all my strength not to drag him off into my room and just forget everything and have him. Keeping composure was difficult. “What difference would it even make at this point? Seriously?” She lowered her voice even more. “He’s already made you cum twice, you might as well return the favour!” Her saying that made me feel like it was a little bit stupid. We were doing good, even after everything, we were still friends and we still spoke. But even I was aware the flirting needed to stop. God, fuck, if any other boy had walked in on me in the shower I would have gone absolutely insane. “Harry probably sees this the same way I do.” I spoke back. “We’re really similar, and I think we both agree that sex would be crossing a completely new line, one that isn’t easy to uncross.” “I guess so.” “And I just keep thinking about how if we can stop sleeping together, we can stop this flirting mess, too! We can. I just... I am finding it harder than I anticipated.” “Hm. It’s almost like... to move past it... you need to get something out of your system...” “Yeah, it is- NO! No, Grace. I’m not sleeping with him. That’s too much. No. It’s too much. I’m not ruining my friendship with him.” “Okay. I’m not really sure why, but okay.” It made sense, not sleeping with him. Well, it didn’t, but it did. I knew Harry was on the same page or it would have happened already. Because I was all for not letting it happen, but I didn’t have much willpower, and if Harry had tried to sleep with me, I wouldn’t have said no. I was just glad he hadn’t. Sort of. Kind of glad... I suppose. I had been practically gawping at Harry the entire time, but as soon as he glanced over to me my head shot round to Grace so quickly, you would think it was a bloody crime for looking at him. Maybe it was better to convince myself it was, that could help the whole situation. “I need to get so drunk tonight, that I throw up, rather than crawl into his bed.” I murmured. “Good idea!” Grace chirped. “I... I think I’m going to have to kiss Mike.” “I would say that’s a good idea, but there’s a good chance that even you leaving tomorrow will break his heart.” “Hm. We’ll see where the night takes us. Anyway, I’m gunna go talk to him though because I miss him, so-” Without another word, she practically ran to him, and I swear to god, I could see the fucking fire in his eyes as soon as she was close. I could literally see the fact that he was itching to be even closer to her, crying to be alone with her and just talking to her, finding out everything he had missed in those few short months, and things he didn’t even know about her yet. I couldn’t wait for someone to look at me like that. He turned his entire body towards her as she spoke, blocking out other people, a dozy little look on his face like she was casting a spell on him, and I couldn’t help but think back to the lecture we had where we spoke about body language, and the fact that Mike couldn’t hide his feelings for Grace even he was trying his absolute best to cover it. His body said everything. I must have been staring longingly at the encounter when Liam came over to me, balancing his forearm on my shoulder and putting near enough all of his weight on me. It was clear to see he was wasted, but it wasn’t all surprising. Unlike many people, Liam hadn’t travelled and spent the whole time drinking, he hadn’t really drank much at all. This was probably the heaviest session he had had since his final week at university. “I love Louis.” He told me. “He is like, the coolest guy ever.” “He is a pretty cool guy.” I sighed. “I did tell him he was a douche for cheating on his girlfriend and stuff.” Liam’s voice gradually went higher and higher as his sentence went on, before it dropped again. “But then we started chatting and like... he is a sound... guy. Sound as a pound.” I turned to face him, still trying to get used to the way he looked, the fact he was there. I guess the main thing for me was, that throughout the day, spending time with Liam kind of proved, other than appearances, nothing had changed. We were still the same. I loved that. “Glad to have you around, Payno.” I grinned. “Glad to be here, Lil Payno.” He smiled back. “So when are we going out?” “Soon. I just... I need to down about twenty drinks.” “Then drink up. I need to dance, and I need to do it now.” + + + A birthday night out meant we didn’t go to Thimble. It made sense, because Thimble was tiny and we went all the bloody time, it was hardly like a special occasion type of place. But venturing further into the city always intimidated me, a little bit. We were in some giant, unfamiliar club, surrounded by unfamiliar people, and the whole thing made it that little bit harder for me to get drunk, seen as I wasn’t completely at home. It’s like I always had to be slightly aware of my surroundings and what was going on. Either way, I was still pretty drunk. Okay, I was very drunk. So much so, I was smoking. So was Harry. So was Liam, but I figured maybe he was a smoker and he didn’t have a heart to tell me. He was using the alcohol as an excuse. “Hey… Pip-Squeak.” Harry tried for my attention. “Hm?” “Remember the last time we were here?” He ticked one eyebrow. “We’ve been here before?” I baffled. “Yeah! When I knocked that guy out cold, remember?” I furrowed my brows in deep thought, taking a big sip of my whiskey. Then suddenly it clicked. That guy who Harry had knocked into and spilt his drink, and when he started squaring up to Harry, he had punched him square in the face and left him lifeless before he even had a damn chance. “Oh shit!” I cried, looking into the corner where it happened. “Fuck. I hated you so much then.” “That is so weird.” He tutted. “I am impossible to hate, thanks to my good looks, charm, and admirable wit.” I stuck my middle finger up at him and shot a sarcastic smile, thinking about how once, such a comment would have drove me insane, but now I loved the cheeky manner in which he spoke, the way he was joking at the same time as being kind of serious, because Harry really loved himself. He grinned and scrunched his nose at me, then took another sip, beginning to look back round the smoking area. I was staring at him again, I could tell I was, but I just couldn’t bloody help myself. Thankfully, Zayn came and sat on my knee, a cigarette still dangling from his pretty mouth as he tired eyes looked down to me, smiling dimly. “Hey babe.” He slurred. “How’s ya birthday going?” “Quite well, Zee. How’s your night going?” “Mmmmmmmmmm GOOD. Yeah. No. S’good. Swell, some may say.” I honestly loved drunk Zayn so much, he made my heart burst. He was genuinely the most wonderful little pea imaginable, in any case, and alcohol always brought out the very best parts of Zayn. “You look pretty.” I told him, stroking the loose strand of hair from his face. ”The lack of surprise in your voice comforts me.” He grinned. ”Woah woah woah.” Harry stood himself up and wandered over to us. “What is going on here? With you two?” “We’re being cute!” Zayn argued sweetly, wrapping his arms around my neck. He kissed at my forehead, snuggling even closer to me, and I could see the look in Harry’s eyes, proving how little he was enjoying myself and Zayn being so touchy with one another. “Well... I think, you should… not be being cute. This could lead down a very dangerous path.” Harry shrugged. Jealous. He was so jealous. And holy god, I loved it. I mean seriously, I didn’t want to be one of those girls who was fuelled by a boy being jealous of other boys because of me, but god damn it turned out I was one of those bloody girls. Shit. I ignored the fact that I really wanted to be a better person, above all that, but instead I decided to fuel it further, add a little more spark. I was also obsessed with the fact that he was so jealous of Zayn. Zayn for god sake. He knew we were best mates and he was still jealous. I wrapped my arms around Zayn’s waist, pulling him further onto my knee. “Don’t you think we’re cute?” I cooed, fluttering my eyelashes. “What dangerous path?” Zayn questioned. “Sleeping with friends! It can ruin everything. You two, definitely shouldn’t do it. I mean, that’s just my opinion.” “What? You’d fuck Pip in a heartbeat!” Zayn scoffed. “I wouldn’t!” He cried, to which I dropped my mouth in joked offense. “NO! No I would, Pip-Squeak. You’re gorgeous, of course I would, but-” “I told you!” Zayn turned to me. “NO! Fuck off, Zayn. I mean… Fuck. I need a drink. For fuck sake.” “Harry, calm down!” Liam chuckled. “I am calm!” He yelled. Before anyone else could say anything to him, he stormed inside, running a hand through his short hair, then shaking his head. Suddenly, I didn’t like the jealousy thing so much. I kind of forgot how Harry could get so aggressive, and I had seen it bubbling in him then. “I’ll go look for him!” Liam said gently, getting to his feet. Zayn moved from my knee and took up the seat that Liam had been in, taking one last toke of his cigarette before he threw it on the floor, turning to me with a serious look on his face. Well, as serious as it could get with that much alcohol in his veins. “Pip?” He began. “Look, I... I think Harry likes you. I just… You need to be careful.” ”He doesn’t like me.” I shook my head. “Maybe not, but… he’s definitely feeling something, Pip.” I gulped hard, still not willing to tell Zayn anything that had happened between Harry and I, because with him talking like that, drunk, it would be prime time for him to read too deeply into it. “You’re just drunk, Zayn.” I tried to turn it round on him. “Just... Please be careful. With the three of us living together next year, that’s a risky game. I’m telling ya.” Zayn didn’t even know anything that had happened, and he thought myself and Harry were playing with fire. I had to stay away from him. No matter how hard, I just had to. It wasn’t worth the risk. It wasn’t worth going back to how we were, hating our living situation for the next year. We had to start being careful. We just had to. “Can I borrow a fag?” I sighed, even though I had just finished one. I literally felt like I needed one, as some kind of stress relief, but I only got to spark one up for a second before Liam ran desperately to the smoking areas door, gasping as he arrived to us. “Harry’s in the middle of a brawl!” He cried. + + + Antiseptic wipes were something that my mother had given me in my little basket to take off to university, and they were coming in handy once again as I cleaned up the cut on Harry’s left eyebrow. I had sobered, after walking into that club and seeing Harry fighting against at least six other guys, and for the first time I had seen Harry look like he was struggling. I had seen Harry losing the fight. I sat on his bed with him, cleaning up the blood on his eyebrow with the wipe, watching as he scrunched his face slightly, eyes closed, trying to pretend like he wasn’t in pain. It was helping with how drunk he was. If he had been sober, I knew he would have been whining and complaining. He gulped hard, and I watched as his Adams-apple bobbed silkily underneath his skin. “Got jealous.” He mumbled, eyes still shut. “Over Zayn?” “I know. It’s stupid, I know.” I moved a little closer to him, not because I needed to, just because I wanted to, hovering my lips close to his in the hope that his jealous rage would urge him to close the gap and I could just be with him again. Yeah, so I hadn’t sobered completely. “Why did you start the fight?” I asked, concerned. “He looked at me funny.” “He looked at you funny? For fuck sake, Harry. Why are you like this?” “Always been like this.” He shrugged. “Well it needs to stop.” He opened his eyes and glared at me, the muscles in his face completely dead as he just watched me clean up the cut, and I avoided his gaze. “You don’t like it when I fight, do you?” He grunted. “No.” “Why?” “Because it’s pointless and people get hurt.” He just continued looking at me. It was almost like he was still in fight mode, his face was so low and lifeless it was almost intimidating. I adjusted my body, almost cringing under the intense gaze. “You don’t like seeing me get hurt?” He quizzed me. “I don’t like seeing anyone get hurt.” “You especially don’t like seeing me get hurt.” He told me, like it was a fact. I couldn’t argue with him, though I wasn’t sure it was necessarily true. I had hated seeing Harry getting into fights, even when I hated him. But I guess I had never had a sinking feeling quite like I did that night, seeing Harry get punched like that. I really despised the thought of him being in pain. I didn’t say anything, I just carried on cleaning the cut, even though it probably didn’t need my attention any further. It was just an excuse to stay close with him whilst I could. “Will you stay?” He asked me after some time. “It’s probably not a good idea.” “It is.” He fought. “I really, really don’t think it is.” He pushed my hand away from his face and raised to his feet. That was when I figured he had taken something. Something other than alcohol, even something other than MDMA, because Harry definitely wasn’t on a high. I was no drug expert, so I had to ask. “What have you taken?” I asked him. He was rolling his shoulders, facing away from me, like he was still ready for a fight. I think if there was someone there who he could have started a fight on, he would have. “Coke.” He told me glumly. “I don’t like you on coke.” I sighed. “Do you like me at all?” He spat, whipping round to face me. I always knew there were bound to be times where myself and Harry fell back into our old routine, snapping at one another and generally not getting on, but in that moment, it just happened so quickly. There was a hatred in his eyes as he turned around to face me that I hadn’t seen for over a month, and it saddened me. I decided not to rise to it, no matter how hard I found that. It was completely out of character for me. Mine and Harry’s relationship had been all over the place for a while, but I refused to go back there. I got to my feet, rolling my eyes as a release and hoping he wouldn’t notice. “I’m going to bed.” I tried to hide the groan in my throat. “Goodnight, Harry.” As I tried to get past him, he grabbed my arm, his grip tighter than it should have been, that same intense glare on his face. “Stop!” He attempted. “Do not fucking touch me.” He dropped my arm as quickly as he could. I was breathing harshly through my nose, staring at him in a way that silently said he should never touch me like that again. I had let Harry off for being aggressive with me before, once I had learnt his reasons, but it wasn’t something I was willing to repeat over and over. “All I want to do is touch you.” He told me, fierce but calm. My breathing increased even further, now jumping out of my chest and pushing through my throat. We had never looked at each other like that before. Our kisses and everything else had always felt so rushed, so sudden and heated. That interaction, was hot, drawn out, uncertain. “I’m going to bed.” I attempted once more. “Stay with me. Please, Pip. I want... I want to be with you.” “We’re not doing that again.” “No. I want to be with you. In a way we haven’t before.” He spoke with authority. “I want you.” We were still just staring at each other. I gulped at his suggestion, my whole body crying and begging me to say yes, but my mind telling me that it would ruin everything. My heart told me the same thing. It was hardly like it would become anything. All it would be was sex, maybe once or twice, and then what? Just awkwardness? Just jealousy that wasn’t even needed? I had never wanted something or someone so much in my life, but every other instinct told me it was the wrong thing to do. No matter how low his voice, how tempting and tall and gorgeous the damn boy was. “You wouldn’t even kiss me when I had taken MDMA, and you want me to sleep with you for the first time like this? You’re kidding?” I scoffed. “I’m fine.” He fought. “You’re not, Harry!” “Then tomorrow.” He stepped closer, engulfing my cheek with his palm. “Be mine, tomorrow. Please... I-I need to get this out of my system.” I sort of hated what those words had just told me, like I was merely a blip of an infatuation and he could just fuck that feeling away. He was edging to closer to me, trapping me in his charms and his words. I couldn’t help but think of him using those words on other people to get them into bed, and that thought alone was enough to make me cringe. It shouldn’t have been that way. “I don’t want to be something you get out of your system.” I scowled. I meant that in so many different ways, ways I wasn’t even aware of at the time because of how stubborn I had always been. I said goodnight to Harry one last time, seeing him watch me walk away without another word, his face dropped and confused. Honestly, I’d never felt so lost in my life. + + + I awoke on my floor. But usually when I woke up there, I would have drooled on the floor, still in my dress from the evening before, cold and confused. This time, there was a pillow under my head, cushions beneath me and a sheet thrown over me, and my older brother asleep in my bed. I have to say, it’s the happiest I had been waking up on the floor, ever. Also, thanks to the fact I had sobered up slightly the evening before, my hangover wasn’t half as bad as it could have been. I wasn’t feeling the best, but as far as birthday nights out go, I was feeling amazing. A triumph, to feel so healthy. I sat upright, attempting to crack my neck, listening out for a familiar sound that I often woke up to. I spotted it. Sizzling. Zayn was cooking. Zayn was always bloody cooking and I always appreciated it so much more in the morning. Liam’s arm was dangling off the bed, so I grabbed at it, shaking him lightly, knowing he had never been much of a heavy sleeper. “Urrrrrggggggghhhhhh.” He groaned. “I feel like absolute death.” “You want some breakfast?” I giggled. “I’ll probably throw it back up, but yeah. Yeah. I need it.” He was speaking without moving or even opening his eyes. I couldn’t even imagine his hangover, that was genuinely the most he had drank in years. He told me that before we even left the flat. “You’ll be fine. I’m exactly the same, but for some reason, Zayn’s cooking is a gift and I haven’t thrown up from it once!” “Gimme five minutes.” Liam groaned. I patted his head and got to my feet, walking out of the door quickly and strolling down into the kitchen. Mike was asleep in a camp chair, Ed was asleep on the sofa, and Louis, for some reason, was under the table, asleep too. “Holy shit.” I laughed under my breath. “We carried on drinking when we got back.” Zayn shrugged by the hob. “Bad move.” Harry was sat on the counter next to our food cupboards, his left eye now a deep purple. I had never seen him looking quite as rough as he did then. Usually, I would have poked fun at him, said something silly and waited for his retaliation, but it seemed me and Harry hadn’t halted things quite soon enough, because I felt too awkward to say anything. I turned to face Zayn instead, ignoring the way I could feel Harry’s eyes burning through my skin. Zayn was practically cooking a feast. The first thing I spotted was about 20 sausages, a full pan of beans, and the grill on in the oven, bacon well on its way. “Did you buy all this?” I gawped. “Yup. Figured we’d all need some food.” He smiled. “I feel like I dismiss the amount of times you’ve definitely saved my life.” I smiled, leaning to kiss his cheek. Clattering as he went, Harry jumped down from his spot, marching over to me and whispering in my ear awkwardly. “Can I talk to you? In private? Please?” Zayn eyed us suspiciously, but didn’t say anything. I was almost sure he knew. Not that he knew everything, but he knew something, even more than he had mentioned the night before, and he wasn’t happy. I nodded, and followed Harry into his room, wondering where the hell this conversation was going to go. “What’s up?” I asked, folding my arms. “I’m sorry... about last night. I was on another fucking planet, so... I dunno. I didn’t mean to get jealous and I didn’t mean to be so... upfront and weird. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. I promise.” I unfolded my arms and smiled, easing a little. Already, the interaction could have gone a lot worse. Things were going well. “S’okay.” I shrugged. “Can we just forget about it?” He asked, his face cringing. “Yeah. Of course.” “And I mean the whole thing.” He began. “Like, the kisses, and everything. We really do need to just be mates now. I stepped over the line last night and I’m sorry, but I think if we stop everything now we’ll be good. Like... I won’t walk in on you in the shower anymore, though I might think about it a couple of times-” “Harry!” “-but I promise I’ll keep my hands to myself and I’ll stop the flirting, just so we can always keep this friendship. Just so things work out next year. I promise to do it if you promise.” “I promise.” I smiled. “Zayn is catching onto us so... Quit whilst we’re ahead.” “We’re hardly ahead. I’d say we’ve done a pretty terrible job.” He grinned, before choking on his next few words. “You’re just... you’re beautiful. Makes it hard.” Blood rushed to my cheeks as my eyes dropped to the floor, knowing him calling me beautiful and me blushing wasn’t the best start to us putting everything to a stop, again, but either way, it was nice to hear. But as always, compliments were near possible to accept, so I hunched my shoulders and tried to move on, unable to wipe the smile off my face. “Okay. Yeah. No. Okay. That’s good. Let’s get back, put it all behind us.” I began walking out of his room again, my fingers wrapped around the handle before Harry spoke again, his voice serious now, the humour completely gone. “Pippa, wait.” I turned around, my smile fading now, my body now itching even more to get out of there because I knew I wouldn’t really like what I was going to hear. “Yeah?” “We should both fuck other people.” My stomach did about ten flips and honestly, I could have thrown up, I genuinely worried for myself for a couple of seconds as I stared at Harry, whose hands were deep in the pockets of his jeans. “What?” “We should sleep with other people.” It sunk in more the second time. “Both of us should. Put a line under this. Then it’s not like one person can get jealous and annoyed. So... Yeah... I think that would be a good idea.” I couldn’t say I agreed with that all too much at the time, but I had to understand his point. If I was to do it, Harry would be bitter. If Harry was to do it, I would have been painfully jealous. If we both did it, no one could say anything about it, and it would be a good way to move on from whatever it was that had happened between the two of us. “Yeah. Okay.” I agreed. + + + I wasn’t too upset to be bidding Liam farewell. In the middle of May, I would be moving back home, moving into that tiny house with my mum and my brother, more than likely sleeping on a sofa, but at least I would be around them again, at least that meant I could start getting used to the new foundations of our family. In a bizarre way, I was excited for it. Liam’s train pulled into the station right on time, causing him to swing his bag over his shoulder, still the roughest person I had ever seen in my life. He moved and began giving me a tight hug. “Gunna miss you!” He said, kissing the side of my head. “Not long now.” “Well, compared to the years we’ve just been through, it’s not long at all.” “Loved having you here though.” I smiled, pulling away. “Of course, it’s been amazing.” He said, beginning to move backwards. “Good luck with your exam! And good luck with everything with Harry.” “I’m sorry, what?” I gawped. He laughed at me like I was a total idiot, and I probably was. Having something secret going on with someone was very difficult when my emotions were something I had never been able to hide. “I’m not a complete idiot!” He laughed. “I saw the way you looked at him.” “I don’t look at him in any way!” I yelled as he walked through the train doors. “Just be careful, alright?” I tutted and rolled my eyes, waving one last time as Liam winked, still laughing as he went to find a seat on the small train, leaving me stood there wondering how all of this had happened in just a month. Me and Harry had been through a ridiculous amount in such a short space of time. I wondered where the month of March would lead us.

[curious-shadow-cat]

The Metal Box Pg1

It was a sunny day on N. Sanity Island. Our favorite bandicoots were outside enjoying the cool breeze on their fur and they haven't encountered any enemies yet since last month. Though they were nothing too serious. Just the mutated rats and bunnies. Aku Aku didn't even need to help Crash out with them. He just sat back and watched him with a proud look on his face as the bandicoot took them out with ease. Coco was working on a new machine. To the others it looked like a normal metal ball though it was hooked up to her computer with a black wire. She typed away like there was no tomorrow. She wiped the sweat off her brow and smiled. Without looking away from her computer she spoke.

Coco:"It's almost finished!" She said excitedly. Crunch stopped doing his work out and looked at Coco.

Crunch:"Are you gunna tell us what it is yet? It just looks like a regular wrecking ball to me." He said as he stared at the thing with a confused look. Coco didn't say anything for a few minutes as she typed on her computer. Crunch sighed heavily and tapped his foot impatiently. Coco's ear twitched.

Coco:"Hold on." She said with a flat tone in her voice. She knew how impatient he was getting but she rolled her eyes."I just need to write this code down....aaaand....done!" She said with wide eyes and closed the laptop. She jumped to her feet and looked at her brothers."I'd like you all to meet ARMOR-DILLO!" She held her hands out to the metal ball and they waited for it to move on cue. Everything was silent except for the gentle cool breeze. She frowned and her arms dropped to her sides."Uhh....Armor-Dillo?" She knocked on the metal ball. She itched her head with a confused look on her face but it was quickly replaced with anger."Come on! Piece of junk!" She tried to push it one way and then the other way but it wouldn't move. She clenched her fists and growled."MOVE!" She kicked it and she bit down on her bottom lip before letting out a shriek which startled Crash awake from his sun bathing and looked around only to see his sister hopping on one foot while holding the other as she yelled OW over and over. He couldn't help but chuckled a little before she shot a glare at him. He quickly played dead. Crunch laughed.

Crunch:"It's okay lil sis, you'll get it to work eventually." She glared at him and growled. Aku Aku flew out of the house with his drink and straw floating beside him.

Aku:"What's going on?! Are we under attack?!" He asked as he looked around quickly. Coco lowered her foot and crossed her arms.

Coco:"No, the stupid robot's not working." She said angrily. Just then the robot began to move and it's arms flung out smacking into Coco and made her fly backwards into the house. She was stuck to the wall for a moment before slowly peeling off it and then finally hit the ground.

Aku:"Coco!" He dropped his drink and rushed to her side."Quick! How many masks do you see?" She looked up at him and gave him a goofy smile.

Coco:"Uuhhh, three!" She giggled before she passed out.

Aku:"Crunch! What is that thing?!" He asked angrily as the machine stood up on two legs. It's eyes glowed red and it looked around.

Armor-Dillo:-Searching.- It said and a red beam scanned the area before scanning Crunch and Crash-who was now looking up at the robot with wide eyes. It's eyes narrowed.  -Enemies located. Prepare for EXTERMINATION!- It jumped in the air and turned into a spiked ball. Crunch grabbed Crash and ran.

Crunch:"LOOK OUT!" He yelled before it hit the ground. It rolled towards them. Crash yelled out when he saw it coming towards them. Crunch was grinning."HA! And here I thought it was just gunna be another BORING day!" He threw Crash over the robot and he slid across the ground. He got up and shook his head."We really need to work on your landing skills." He yelled out to him. Crunch spun around and prepared himself for the hit."Bring it on!" He snarled. The robot hit him and he struggled to push the robot back. It stopped rolling and an arm came out and grabbed Crunch's non-metal arm and began to throw him around in the air. Aku Aku and Crash helped Coco up and she shook her head.

Coco:"What happened?" Before anyone could answer, her eyes widened at the robot and she grinned."Aw YEAH! It's working! WOOHOO!" She jumped in the air excitedly. Aku Aku would slap his own forehead if he could. Crash itched his head.

Crash:"Eh?" He poked her shoulder. She looked at him and then realized what was happening.

Coco:"Oh no!" They looked and saw that the robot was trying to pull apart Crunch's arms. She pulled out her laptop and began to type quickly. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Crash and Aku Aku quickly ran to help the bigger bandicoot. Crash jumped on it's head and covered it's eyes.

Armor-Dillo: -Hey! Get off me!- He yelled. The robot released Crunch and tried to grab Crash off his face. Crunch used his metal fist to punch a hole through his stomach and yanked out the wires. Once he did, the robot and Crash were both electrocuted and both were still for a moment before slowly falling backwards and landing on Crash.

Crunch:"Oops..." He quickly rushed to Crash's side.

Aku:"Crash?" He looked at Crunch with a worried look. Crunch pulled him out from under the robot and his fur looked burnt. Crunch sniffed him.

Crunch:"Mm! Smells like chicken!" Aku Aku ignored him.

Aku:"You okay Crash?" He asked. Crash coughed and nodded weakly. Crunch put him down on his feet before he glared at Coco. She smiled nervously.

Crunch:"So let me guess-" Crash, who was behind him, fell backwards on the ground and Aku Aku gave him a wide eyed look. Crunch didn't notice."-You used some parts from the old robots Cortex used to send after us right?" Coco looked away.

Coco:"Maybe...?" She chuckled nervously."Most of them are pretty useful-it's just no sense of letting them go to waste." She quickly said. Crunch smacked his forehead with his metal hand by accident.

Crunch:"OW!" He growled."What did I tell you about that?! I almost lost BOTH of my arms because of that thing!" He said angrily and raising his voice a little. As they argued, Aku Aku tried to wake Crash up by pouring water on his face. He sat up and shook his head. He blinked a few times and noticed that his brother and sister were arguing.

Coco:"My work is none of your business Crunch! I can build anything I want with whatever I want! It's what I do! It's what I'm good at!" She yelled angrily."And Besides, most of the stuff  I've build with Cortex's machines has been helpful with most of our missions! It was one mistake! It's no big deal! I don't see why you're so uptight about it!" He growled as he got closer.

Crunch:"I'am NOT uptight about ANYTHING!" The two were now touching noses looking ready to fight one-on-one.

Coco:"Yes you are!"

Crunch:"Am not!"

Coco:"Are too!"

Crunch:"AM NOT!"

Aku:"STOP IT!" He yelled which startled both the bandicoots. They looked at the now angry spirit."You're both acting like children! Either you both start getting along or I'll-" Just then a small blue crystal flew in front of the mask. He blinked and looked confused. It glowed brightly and they heard a voice. It spoke in a different language but Aku Aku could understand it."...Alright. I understand." The jewel soon disappeared. They looked at the mask expecting him to explain what was going on. But he spun around and began flying away."I have to go."

Coco:"Wha-Hey wait! What's going on?!" They chased after him.

Aku:"Something important has come up and I need to be there." He flew back to them and gave them a serious look."I can't explain now, just stay at the house." He smiled a little."Just relax a little, have fun, okay?"

Coco:"But I thought we were going to hang out together?"

Crunch:"Yeah, we were gunna go to the beach later." They kept trying to keep him around longer, trying to find some way to make him stay but the mask shook his head.

Aku:"I know, I know-but please, I really need to go. It's urgent. I really must go right away! I'll be back soon I promise!" He spoke as he flew away from them. They watched him disappear out of sight.

Coco:"Huh...I wonder what that was all about." She looked down at the ground and kicked a small rock over before looking up at Crunch.

Crunch:"Maybe it's a family thing?" Crunch shrugged.  Crash stretched his arms and yawned. He turned around and walked towards the house. Crunch and Coco followed and went to pick up the fallen robot.

Coco:"I guess I'll try to fix this piece of junk again." She sighed."What went wrong?" Crunch wanted to speak but didn't want to get back into another argument again. He stayed silent and just helped her pick up the robot.

Aku Aku appeared in another world. It looked like space and there were islands floating around. Some had Ancient temples, others were old ruins that barely stood up on their own anymore. Just statue's that floated around them and more as they fell apart. The mask flew past the Islands and towards a much bigger temple. It looked more like a prison. Two stone guards stood in his way and one of them spoke.

Stone Guard 1:"Who goes there?" He asked. Aku Aku sighed.

Aku:"Do we really need to keep doing this every time I show up?"

Stone Guard 2:"Yes." He said firmly.

Stone Guard 1:"And don't start throwing a fit like that other mask in there." He said as he pointed behind him at the temple.

Aku:"Wait...who?"

Stone Guard 2:"Oh I think you know." He chuckled but then the first guard elbowed his arm.

Stone Guard 1:"Fool! We're not suppose to give out any information about the visitors or prisoners!" He said angrily. The other just rolled his eyes. Aku Aku sighed.

Aku:"Oh no, what did he do?!" He asked worriedly. They looked at him.

Stone Guard 1:"Why don't you ask the Ancients yourself?"

Stone Guard 2:"But first; Name?" He said sarcastically.

Aku:"Aku Aku! I was called here by the-"

Stone Guard 2:"Yeah, yeah, just go inside." They opened the doors and he flew past them quickly. The doors slammed shut behind him. He quickly flew down the long halls. The stones were grey and black and the floors were white and grey. There were stone doors all over the walls and the place was full of dangerous creatures. Even so, the place was silent...except for the yelling up ahead of the hallway behind a large stone door.  As the good spirit flew near, the door opened itself and up ahead he could see his twin brother yelling at one of the Ancients-who looked quite angry himself. The Ancient was larger than Uka Uka, he was painted black and purple and had only one eye.

???:"I COULD CARE LESS IF YOU WERE DEVOURED BY A GIANT SERPANT! YOU WILL DO THIS JOB WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR-" He stopped quickly once he saw Aku Aku flying towards them. Uka Uka gave him a wide eyed look before glaring at him.

Uka"YOU!" He yelled."I should have known you were up to this!" He snarled. Fire came out of his head.

Aku:"Wha-What's going on?! Why is he here?!" He asked.

???:"Please calm yourselves." Another Ancient spoke as he flew towards them. The other one growled.

???:"About damn time! This one's aching to be-"

"Enough." The other said with a firm tone in his voice. The angered Ancient grumbled low to himself. The other Ancient was oval shaped and was nearly covered in feathers and leaves. Most of the feathers were golden. The twins floated side-by-side.

Uka:"Anyone wanna tell me why I'm here?" He asked impatiently.

???:"You two are here because something dangerous is about to be woken up. We need you two to stand guard and watch over it. Make sure no one get's their hands on it." The twins looked at each other before giving the Ancient a look. He sighed."You know what I mean." He said with a tired tone on his voice. He turned around."Follow me." He said now serious again. They did.

Aku:"....Sooo....how's it going?" He asked.

Uka:"Quite well actually." He said with a smirk."My henchmen are cooking something up just for you and those bandicoots of yours my dear sibling." He chuckled. Aku Aku's frown grew.

Aku:"Oh good to know." He rolled his eyes. But then he smiled."My kids certainly do need a couple of training dummies. I'm so glad your henchmen are willing to volunteer for them!" Uka Uka growled.

Uka:"Well, let's hope your 'kids' can handle the challenge then, otherwise there won't be anything left of them....OR the Island." He grinned evilly. Aku Aku blew one of his feathers out of his face before looking at his twin with a smile.

Aku:"I'm sorry could you repeat that? I wasn't listening." Uka Uka growled once more and blue smoke came out the top of his head.

"Ahem." They stopped and looked at the Ancient who was floating beside a large round door. There was-what appeared to be a demon-carved on the stone door."This is it." They stayed silent as they stared at the carving. It looked as if it was staring them down. A look of concern was on their faces. Aku Aku looked at his twin and it nearly brought a chill through him when he saw it on Uka's face. When he looked at him he quickly looked away and was back to looking annoyed.

Uka:"Okay, so what? We'll just be outside right?"

"Wrong." Said the mask who pushed a switch and the doors began to open. Their eyes widened and a there was a look of Awe on their faces as the markings on the walls glowed brightly. It was beautiful yet they both had a bad feeling about this. The doors spun slowly as they opened wide. The Ancient flew inside."Come along. We don't have long now." He said. He glowed brightly showing them the way down the spiral staircase. The twins looked down as they followed the mask. It seemed endless.

Uka:"I just wanted to stay home and nap all day. Was that too much to ask?" He mumbled to himself. Aku Aku kept quiet. He wasn't so sure what they were up against. He looked at his brother.

Aku:"Uka Uka." He looked at him with a raised brow."This time it might actually be serious."

Uka:"You're telling me? If they thought it was a good idea to bring ME along then this really IS serious." Aku Aku believed he was taking this seriously at first. But then soon realized that there was a tone in his voice that made him sound sarcastic. He glared at his twin.

Aku:"Listen, this is probably-"

"Many years ago," The Ancient spirit began to speak and they both stared at him in silence."-there was an Ancient mask as powerful as we are who used to live around N. Sanity Island. It was they who created it. They wanted their own little world to live on, to be away from the humans. We gave that to him for as long as we could. Before they came here, they used to be hostile, just like the other four masks that were with him-" The twins looked at the markings on the walls as he told the story. There were four masks surrounding the one in the middle."-The masks were named: Odolwa, Goht, Twinmold and Gyorg. And their leader's name was Majora."

Aku:"So what happened?" He asked quietly.

Uka:"Shh!" He said. Aku raised a brow at him. Clearly he was interested in the story. There was a long pause before they heard him sigh.

"The humans appeared on the island on a boat. They were only looking for a new home. A place that was safe...but then Majora's friends found them and....well....let's just say there were very few of them left..." Aku's mouth opened in shock. Uka was trying to hold back a smile."They were....very hostile towards humans. Any who dared to come near them would seal their fate." We didn't know about this until I came to check on them...and before that, Majora agreed to let the humans stay but only if they agreed to give them sacrifices and build them a temple. They built more than just one temple, and they did it in the desert part of the Island. Majora's temple is hidden deep underground. No one could ever find it."

Aku:"But why did they hate the humans? They've never done anything wrong to them! They just wanted a home!" His voice echoed."Oh....sorry." He said quietly.

"Like I said, they were hostile before they came here. The only thing we could get out of them was that 'The humans are nothing but insects! They don't belong on our Island! If they truly want peace with us then they better do as we say or else!'. But they went too far. The mistreatment of these humans were unbearable. Majora would punish the humans by putting a curse on them-turning them into horrible beasts or useless masks." He looked at them."And I mean masks that seem normal." They nodded.

Aku:"Oh right."

Uka:"Of course."

"Anyway," He continued."Majora would have the four masks destroy their homes, burn their food supply, or bring sickness onto their land if they did not obey them."

Aku:"That's...horrible." He said in disgust and disbelief. Uka would shrug if he could.

Uka:"Eh, I dunno, sounds like they deserved it to me." Aku glared at him."...What?" He shook his head.

"We decided to put an end to this madness. We called upon an Ancient Hero who defeated him many eons ago. He managed to defeat all four of the masks, and was nearly defeated by Majora. But Majora was careless and the Hero trapped him inside a metal box. Only dark magic can open the box. His power is much too dangerous so we kept him locked away in here." They reached the bottom and there were two large stone doors in front of them. The markings glowed brightly showing the same design from before. The Ancient mask pushed in a switch on the wall and the doors opened."There he is..." He spoke quietly. Up ahead there was a metal box which was bigger than they expected.

Uka:"Wow...." He said quietly."So...this is Majora?"

"Mm-hm." The mask nodded. They flew closer towards it and stopped. "You two are to guard it. We have a feeling one of his friends will be stopping by to pick him up. Don't let that happen." He spoke in a serious tone. He turned around and flew towards the door. He stopped and looked at them."Oh and one more thing...Don't. Touch. The Box." He said and without another word the doors closed behind him and the twins were left alone with the feeling of being watched.

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nooooo.... my brother just took my buddy.... he was sleepin’ next to me real good too...