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calumxkisses · 4 years ago

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I Can’t Make You Love Me | c.h.

pairing: calum hood x reader

genre: angst (i’m sorry)

summary: part three of ‘Take My Breath Away’ (part 2 here)

a/n: hello everyone! here I am with part three! i made a promise, i know, and i honestly have no excuses for another angst part. in my defense, there’s going to be a last part, so we’ll see what is going to happen! please, let me know what you think about it and i hope this doesn’t disappoint your expectations. love you all! i also wanna say thank you to the anon who suggested the two songs, they were essential to the creation of this new part.

songs for this part: can’t make you love me ; whiskey and you ; i love you (choose your fighter)

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Calum was not used to believing in the signs of fate; of course, in everyday life, coincidences used to happen, but he had always stopped to call them that: coincidences. But maybe he was wrong, maybe there really were signs, and one of the certainties he had always carried with him was now crumbling.

First the fever: he hadn't been ill for years, a few colds every now and then, but never anything overly serious. Instead, this time he was hit with a bad flu, one that leads you to take too many medications to say "I'm fine" and that leads you to spend three weeks in bed. Three weeks, right around the time the wedding was planned.

Then, the wedding dress was lost. It was made by a stylist, his girlfriend's favorite, and it came straight from France. She had gone to choose it, try it out, customize it, and then never receive it. Apparently, someone had stolen it and they had to postpone the wedding: her grandmother wanted to give her the dress of her dreams (“After all, you only get married once in a lifetime!” The old lady's said) and so they had been forced to make another one from scratch, postponing the wedding.

And then the wedding rings had come in the wrong size, the church had been booked by another couple, everything seemed to prevent the couple from getting married.

She was exhausted, but she was still convinced to marry him.

Calum, however, was starting to think again: Michael had told him it was normal to feel stressed and unsure about the wedding before the big day, but he knew there was so much more. Or much less, when viewed from a different point of view. Something wasn't right and he had noticed it more and more.

The truth is, things haven't been going well for a while. The relationship was beautiful, spectacular from the outside, but in his dreams, things were different; he felt it, tried to reject those thoughts, but it wasn't easy.

So Luke had decided to throw him a party. A small party, without too many guests, to try to calm the bassist's nerves. He had invited their old group, the friends with whom they had been in the mountains to celebrate several New Years, with whom they had traveled to Bali more times than they wanted to admit and with whom he had spent happy moments. He wanted to remind him that despite everything, despite the new life that was about to begin, they would be there, by his side, ready to live this new adventure with him.

Calum absolutely didn't want to go to the party. He was obviously grateful to his friends for everything they had and were doing for him, but the only thing he wanted to do was stay home, under the covers, waiting for this to pass quickly and for it to finally be his turn to be happy. He was happy, but it didn't seem like the right happiness, he was experiencing someone's happiness. Of an old version of himself, probably.. but when had all this changed?

It was a question he had often been asking himself lately, usually accompanied by a few glasses of Whiskey. He did not even like that Jack Daniel's, but it seemed the ideal solution when all the weight of the world seemed to rest on his shoulders, giving him a very strong headache, accompanied by the thousands of doubts that assailed him every day.

But she was always there, ready to close the bottle of alcohol and embrace all his insecurities, accompanying him to bed and hugging him in the dark of the night. She was an angel, and Calum knew it, she was ready to help him whenever he fell.

The room was crowded, although only few people showed up for the party. The place had been decorated with small colored lights, a recurring decoration at their parties, and on the tables there were all kinds of snacks: chips, popcorn, candies, pizza, any food that could have become a craving created by the alcohol.

The music played pop and rock hits, great classics that would please any music lover and that would be the ideal base for any type of dance that occupied the floor.

The girls were by the window, a beer pong table divided them into two teams, and little laughter spread throughout the room with each missed basket.

His girlfriend was talking with her friends while sipping sub-branded beer at every point of the other team, a smile was on her face as she told everyone about the different ideas she had for the ceremony.

Ashton and the others were a few feet away, their bodies forming a small circle, everyone seemed to be having a good evening commenting new albums and laughing at old jokes and moments spent together.

Calum didn’t belong to either group, he was on the sidelines of all the others, with a glass of alcohol in his hand, with his body in that room and his mind in a completely different universe. He was not in the mood, he was tired, he kept repeating to anyone who asked him the reason for this behavior and no one suspected anything or investigated in depth, because everyone knew that the preparations for a wedding were not easy, that having just released an album and preparing for a new life was tiring. Everyone understood and left him there, keeping him company only occasionally, when his eyes closed or became too glossy.

He was happy and he was really tired. Things had not gone according to plan and everything seems to be more difficult than he expected. He knew it, and he didn't blame himself for it. Everything would be fine, he would be happy and this would be the last climb before a big view. He would marry a beautiful woman, raise a family, all while pursuing his dream as a musician. Everything would be perfect, fine.

“What are you doing all alone here, loser?” A voice said at his side, a voice he hadn't heard in a long, long time, and that had missed like water in a desert. A familiar voice, which would have saved him from every bad thing.

Luke had called you just a few days before, finding you had been difficult given your continuous travels, but he knew that your presence was essential and he would have traveled the whole world to find you, pick you up and take you there. And not only because the curly-haired boy needed it, but because everyone missed you, because the concerts were no longer the same without you waiting for them with pizza and compliments for all of them.

Ashton had met you a few months earlier for a coffee in San Francisco because your absence had become painful for him too, he who was used to talking to you on the balcony of some hotel, under the sky of any city was hosting them.

You left, everyone knew you were going to, and no one had tried to stop you. You needed it. You were broken, you no longer had a certain future and you needed to find yourself, your peace, your happiness.

You didn’t know where you would find these things, so you decided to travel the world with the money you had saved and in the end you were able to find serenity, returning to yourself and the world no longer scared you.

You had missed Calum deeply and there had been so many times where you had found yourself with your cell phone in front of your eyes, with his contact on the screen, ready to call him.

And it had happened a couple of times, as the sun was rising where you were and setting where he was, and he had answered you, reassuring you that everything was going well. And you told him about the beautiful places you were visiting, about the cultures you were getting to know, and you found yourself laughing at the foods he would have never tried, but that you swore he would have loved.

Despite everything, as he promised you, he remained by your side and cared for you and that helped you to move forward. You still felt so much for him, and part of you would always love the boy with the pink mug and messy hair, but maybe now something had changed. Now your heart no longer hurted so much at the thought of a future without him by your side, and you really felt happiness when you thought about their wedding.

Sure, occasionally a few tears still fell, but the important thing was that you and Calum would be happy, even if not together.

“Doll.” It was the only thing he was able to say before hugging you tightly, with a huge smile on his face and his heart ready to explode with happiness.

And you knew that that 'doll' was worth more than the memory hidden behind the word, your badly done Halloween dress and the piece of paper stuck to your chest with your disguise written on it to help others understand.

That 'doll' carried with it all the moments you hadn't spent together, all the movies you hadn't seen together on the sofa, all the moonlit walks with Duke, every Sunday at your family brunches - the family you created with all your friends, which hasn't been the same since you left.

Calum broke away from the hug and his eyes were wet, not from the hours spent awake at night but from the emotion he was feeling in seeing you. And all of a sudden, the room was empty and your presence was the only one that mattered.

Your hair had been cut to help your new start, but it had grown back and your skin sparkled like your eyes, full of life and happiness.

You were simply gorgeous, the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. And beautiful not only for your appearance, but for the light you radiated. You had brought back the light into his darkness and there was nothing he had needed more.

On the other hand, you couldn't say the same. Of course, he was as beautiful as the sun and that hadn't changed, but that sun wasn't shining anymore. His eyes were dull, his dark circles were darker and his face looked paler. His body no longer gave off joy, but it was just there, a normal body.

But you loved him all the same, because he was your Calum and you knew that it happened every now and then, that his world got darker, that his happiness was rarer, and you knew that you would do anything to make him feel better, to show him how much beautiful the world was thanks to his presence.

Because the world was a better place with Calum Hood in it.

“How are things going?” you asked, although you already knew the answer. Michael used to send you messages in which he updated you on their life without you and among the thousand news, he never forgot to tell you about Calum, how his life was progressing and how marriage was destroying him before he even got married.

“Harder than I thought, honestly. I'm a little stressed out, that's all.” He lied. You knew he was lying and he knew you knew, but that meant he didn't feel like talking about it right now, and that was okay. You didn't want to force him, he would open up when he felt the need and you would be there, because there was no reason to run away again.

“You stressed out? I would have never said that. You usually never take anything seriously.” You said giggling and giving him a friendly pat on the arm. He smiled and your heart skipped a beat.

“How are you instead?” He asked softly, ready to hear you talk again for hours, never getting tired of your voice. A voice that had become a habit over time, which in the darkest nights he heard repeatedly listening to the voice messages you left him.

“I'm fine, honestly. I liked Thailand a lot, it's really special. In the hotel in Bangkok there was a little black elephant walking around and I think I spent half my vacation petting it and the Thai culture is so beautiful, Calum! And Santorini, what a dream! I’m pretty sure that’s how heaven looks like.”

You kept talking, remembering the Asian sun on your skin and the taste of Greek sea water. It was a dream to be able to travel, visit places and cultures that you had imagined since childhood, totally different from what you were used to. You had missed not having someone by your side in exploring these wonders, but traveling alone had helped you, it had made you a different woman. And there would still have been the opportunity to return in the future, accompanied by anyone who wanted to have an adventure with you.

Calum paid attention to all the words that came out of your mouth, noticing the happiness in your eyes in remembering everything you had experienced. You had been happy, the broken heart had been replaced by so much joy.

He was really happy for you but, selfishly, he longed to see you again with a broken heart, because it would mean that you still loved him.

But Calum was careful to chase away certain thoughts from his head, after all it was he who didn't stop you, it was he who let you go because you needed it, because he broke your heart and you couldn't look for help in him.

“There is this pizzeria in Naples that makes the best pizza in the world, you should try it. Nothing compared to that kind of pizza we used to order during our Friday nights, it’s way better. And Rome by night is magical. I threw a coin in the Trevi fountain, you know? I know we don't believe in these things, but I wanted to make a wish anyway, you never know that magic really exists.”

Your voice kept repeating itself in his ears and while you joyfully told him about the wonderful places you had visited, Calum could do nothing but listen to you and imagine himself there with you, admiring the Italian sea of Naples and dancing in front of the Colosseum at night, away from the prying eyes of people, on the melodies of some street artist. There was nothing he wanted more than being there with you, away from all those lies that surrounded him.

And as soon as he heard the sound of your laughter, his heart expanded and Calum knew that nothing was going right because what was missing was you. It was you who filled his days, who made sure that the sun shone even on rainy days, which made the stars jealous of so much brilliance.

It was you who took the joy out of his life as soon as you turned the corner of that old building that long-gone night of his birthday. That January 25 night he had not only lost his best friend, but he had lost what made him choose life above all his negative thoughts.

As you told him about your adventures, you were careful to tell him only the happy moments, so that he didn't know about the bad days. But the truth was that everything hadn't gone so well and more than once you found yourself at the airport, ready to take the first plane to go back to him.

There had been many days in which you were locked in your hotel room, hidden under the covers, crying over the loneliness that would accompany you.

You had spent sleepless nights imagining him in his tuxedo, with his hair tidy - as far as possible - and with his usual spectacular smile on his face, on the altar of a church or on a beach of Balì, the same beach where he was lying next to you to observe the stormy sea, holding you tightly while reassuring you that you would be fine.

And then the dream would become a nightmare, and instead of seeing you in the white dress, you saw her, shining in her wedding dress, approaching him with her makeup smeared with tears of joy, ready to promise him an eternity of love.

And you were there, sitting on some distant bench or standing at the back of the church, helpless while losing your soul mate.

At the end of your travel, you hadn't visited France. You refused to visit the Tourre Effeil, to walk along the banks of the Seine and to lose yourself in the architecture of Notre Damè. Paris was your dream since you were little, you spent entire afternoons planning your vacation in the French capital and at the age of 13 you promised yourself that you would visit Paris only with your soulmate, only with the one that would have treated you like a queen and that would have loved you like in fairy tales.

And despite growing up, you wanted to keep the promise made to your little, innocent you. And so Paris was left out and you thought it would be forever, because the only person who could make thirteen-year-old you proud was in love with someone else.

Then the words ended and as the stereo played Queen songs, your eyes were lost in his. The outside noises seemed to belong to a different space and the world really seemed to revolve around you and Calum. There was no one left but you two, lost in each other's minds. Your hearts had stopped beating, there were only two separate souls, ready to intertwine together. There was no longer just Calum or just you, there was you, together. Something was different, right.

Nothing mattered anymore and even the eyes of the boy in front of you seemed to have regained their brightness.

His hand stroked your face, gently bringing the wisps of hair on your face behind your ear, his touch was reassuring and you closed your eyes for a brief moment.

Calum took a step forward and you didn't move, his free hand took yours in his and you didn't pull it back, his gaze moved to your lips and yours to his, and neither of you moved. Neither of you wanted to leave, too caught up in the moment.

“Hey, I didn't know you were coming!” A soft voice said behind you, and the bubble created by you and Calum burst. You moved away, your hearts beating again. She was there, next to him, neither of you had noticed her coming, but her presence could no longer go unnoticed. It wouldn't have been fair.

In the end, he had chosen her. His heart was beating for another girl, whether you liked it or not. His feelings were for her and it was okay, it had to be okay. You didn't go around the world for nothing. Your heart was broken, but now it was healed. Things had to stay that way.

You were happy like that.

“How are you doing?” She asked in her sweet voice. Her arm intertwined with the boy's and her eyes were watching you intently, interested in what your answer would be. She was so kind, so innocent, and for no reason was she jealous of you. She was perfect.

“Good! Ready to go back to everyday life, you?” You answered smiling at her. There was no way to hate her, you couldn't. You could envy her, sure, but in no way could you hate her. There was no reason to.

“A little stressed out but I can't wait to get married. It was more difficult than expected but my dream is coming true, you know? I'm not giving up now.” A laugh escaped her lips and joy was visible on her face.

You smiled and looked at Calum quickly, making sure he was still there. His body was mainly turned towards her but his gaze was on you.

He would have never left you anymore, He had lost you once and he wanted to make sure that that would never happen again. An awareness was making its way into his body, his mind was realizing that something, someone was wrong.

Things were about to change, someone would suffer but someone else was going to be happy forever. Things would no longer stay that way. It was time for things to go in the right way and he knew it.

It had been your laugh, your presence or maybe even your absence, but Calum finally understood.

What he didn't know, though, was that yes, things were about to change, but not for the better. He would be the one to suffer this time.

“Wait, is that a ring I see on your finger?” The girl said pointing to your left hand and making a little cry of joy. Your gaze shifted to the ring that now occupied your finger, a small smile formed on your face but your heart didn't seem to reciprocate the feeling. The gaze of the boy was now pointed at your hand.

Something changed.

In Tokyo, precisely, an angel had come down from heaven and stretched out his hand to you. And the sun was shining again, the cherry trees were filled with flowers and life was less disgusting. Your heart was full and not even the return trip could make your mood worse, because you were not alone anymore. The days were full of color again and the world no longer seemed black and white. Your future was full of hope, love, happiness. And you wouldn't have been hurt anymore, maybe, for a while.

A stranger had suddenly arrived in your life, with a happy smile and open arms, ready to pick up all your pieces and show you that you were worth it. He had made you see that everything would turn out for the best, ending up filling your heart with joy and love. It had been sudden, like Calum's proposal, but this surprise had been positive.

Then he had given you a ring, a promise ring, not for a wedding - it was too early, although the feelings were growing fast - but to promise you that he would be there, as long as there was a chance. That he wouldn't hurt you and that he would take care of you. That he would love you, whatever love is. He promised you that everything would be fine.

“Yes, it's a promise ring.” You smiled thinking about it. You were happy, right? Yes, you were. You were happy, you had to be. Someone was loving you. Still, there was something different, but this wasn't the right time to think about it, after all, you still had to get used to this big change.

Of course, the feelings for the guy in front of you would always remain, for years you were convinced that he was your soulmate, but things had gone differently. And it didn't have to be a bad thing. Finally you would be happy, not together, but still side by side. There was no more reason to run away, you could continue being friends now, without excessive feelings or broken hearts.

Calum's world, however, had collapsed. It had rolled over, traveled at the speed of light and collided with his biggest fear, and it was destroyed. Not to mention his heart, reduced to thousands of bits that not even the strongest glue would be able to reattach together. His chest really hurted, as did his stomach and head, and the flu from several months ago seemed nothing in comparison. Even the mornings when he woke up with a hangover didn't hurt that much, because that pain passed. This, however, would never pass.

Calum was in love with you. Deeply, with all of himself. He didn't want to admit it at first,it would have caused a huge disaster, but he couldn't keep lying to himself, it wouldn't do him any good.

Sure, he had feelings for his girlfriend, but it wasn't you. And he had noticed it. He used to believe that the strong affection he felt towards you was just affection, but the months in your absence had been devastating, and it wasn't normal. He wouldn't have suffered so much for a mutual friend, but for you it was different.

He loved you, and how deeply he loved you. Just a few minutes before he was ready to kiss you, no guilt assaulting him and he was ready to throw away months of wedding preparations for you.

It was you now, however, who no longer loved him. And the pain he felt was probably what you had felt over a year ago when it broke your heart. It was his fault, however, that he had come too late to a conclusion that everyone had come before.

He loved you, but you loved another, and Calum knew there was nothing more to be done now.

You would have remained friends, sure, but things would definitely change now. Before, at least, there was a chance to go back. He would not get married and his kitchen would be filled with the smell of biscuits again, accompanied by the scattered flour and your dirty clothes, victims of food wars and laughs.

But now you too were engaging with another person and those moments seemed to drift further away and to belong to a distant, unattainable, unique past.

And while you and his fiancée - a name that no longer made him smile - happily talked about your news, Calum thought there was nothing more to be done.

He could have pulled back, but for what purpose? To spend a life alone? Maybe, one day his heart would start beating again for what would become his wife and in the meantime he would give her joy, because she deserved it. She would take care of him and he wouldn't spend sleepless nights in bed alone.

So Calum drank what was left in his glass in one gulp and apologizing to th two of you, he went over to the drink table and opened a new bottle. And as the alcohol dripped into his glass, tears streamed down his face, mixing with the drink he held in his hand. He didn't even bother wiping them, he was with his back to people and away from anyone who could see him, and he just stood there for a moment, hating himself and hating you, for being so damn beautiful and in love with another, for making his heart beating again just to break it,but the truth was that there was no way he could hate you.

He loved you too much and he was ready to sacrifice everything to see you happy, even himself.

“It’s gonna get better, mate.” Someone softly whispered behind him before hugging him.

Ashton had witnessed everything from afar, had seen his friends in love, ready to conquer the world together, and then he had seen them hurt themselves, destroy their happiness for each other, unaware that there was no reason to do so. And even his heart ached.

Calum continued to cry, trying not to attract attention and letting himself be held by his best friend.

Was everything really going to be better?

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childrenofthenightt · 3 years ago

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That’s The Way (Chapter 3)

Pairing: Jimmy Page x Reader

Word count: 3.7k

Warning(s): smut/nsfw, cheating, cursing, angst, Y/N being a badass :)

Author’s notes: We’ll be honest...this chapter is a lot to handle 😂 which is amazing since it’s only Chapter 3 of many! We suggest taking a break throughout, because you’re gonna need it 😂 So much happens that your mind may actually explode from the drama. By the way, Jimmy is introduced in the next chapter so yay! As usual, please enjoy, happy reading, and send us messages if you have theories, comments, music recommendations for the playlist, or if you want to be added to the tag list :)

Chapters: 1 | 2

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Paul took Y/N out to dinner that week, and they had a wonderful time together. It seemed that every conversation they had together brought them closer and closer, and Y/N was in pure bliss. From that point forward, the two became inseparable.

Y/N’s parents, however, were not super pleased that Y/N was seeing Paul, especially because they had warned her about the romantically-unattached musician’s mannerisms and habits not that long ago. They just decided to act like they liked Paul, so he wouldn’t get suspicious or feel bad.

Two members of The Yardbirds in particular (and I’m sure, dear reader, that you know who they are by now) were hit with pangs of jealousy whenever they saw Y/N constantly attached to Paul’s arm. And, to make matters worse, it was under any circumstance imaginable: parties, interviews, photoshoots, meetings, airports, train stations, hotels...the list goes on. Yes, they did spend plenty of time apart, but attraction can make a man think irrationally. Even though they were specifically and strictly told to keep their mouths shut, it was very tempting to just say the truth and end their misery. A part of Chris and Jim felt happy to see her happy, but another, traitorous side of them felt exponentially bad for her. They knew that she was being used by Paul as arm-candy, and they knew that she, of all people, did not deserve that.

But that’s the name of the game, unfortunately.

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18 February 1966

The Yardbirds were scheduled to perform on an episode of Ready, Steady, Go! that night, and Y/N decided to go and be a part of the live audience. She felt an obligation to support Paul and the band, since they were all friends (and a boyfriend, of course) now.

Before the show, Jim, Jeff, and Keith were all sitting on the stage, discussing the logistics of the rehearsals that would start soon. Y/N stood in front of the already-prepared stage and chatted with them.

“So what are you guys going to do on our days off next week?” Jeff asked.

“Spend time with my family,” Keith replied, adjusting his sunglasses.

“Not sure yet, haven’t figured it out,” Jim added.

“How ‘bout you, Miss Y/N?” Jeff nodded towards her with a smile. She answered with a soft giggle.

“I’m probably going golfing with my brother and a couple mates.”

“You golf?” Jim asked. She seemed to be getting more and more perfect by the day.

“Mmhmm,” Y/N nodded enthusiastically, “I’m bloody awful at it, but it’s fun, and I can hang out with my brother, so it’s a win-win.”

“You never told us you had siblings,” Keith smirked, tilting to the side and crossing his arms.

“Oh yeah, I have three. There’s Tommy, my older brother; Charlie, my younger brother; and Lillian, my little sister,” Y/N said.

“Wow, full house,” Jeff remarked, “I have a sister, Annetta, who I think you’d get along with quite well. I’ll have to introduce you to her soon.”

“Oh, that’d be great! I’d love to meet another Beck,” Y/N replied playfully. Jeff just laughed and shook his head.

“It’s a shame that I can’t spend time with Paul this week. He said he was busy, but he didn’t explain why,” Y/N sighed, “whatever. It’s probably legitimate, so I don’t mind. We’ve been hanging out too much anyway.” She laughed at the last part.

“He’s probably just going home to his wife,” Jim replied, thoughtlessly.

At that instant, everyone’s eyes widened, eyebrows raised, and lips downturned into a shocked, panicked frown.

“He’s...what?” Y/N asked quietly, sounding like she was about to shatter into a thousand tiny pieces.

Y/N noticed that Keith and Jeff were glaring at Jim, who was clearly embarrassed at what he had revealed. He hid his eyes with his hand.

When Jeff finally found it in him to turn away from Jim, he deeply exhaled. He then reached out his hands to touch Y/N’s shoulders in an attempt to comfort her.

“Look, Y/N, you weren’t supposed to find out this way, and I’m so sorry we didn’t tell you sooner,” Jeff began, “but he is indeed married. I honestly don’t know why he wanted to pursue you, and I warned him against it because of how much we care about you, but he did it anyway.”

Tears streamed down Y/N’s face and her bottom lip started to quiver. “I can’t believe this,” she whispered, “he made it seem like I was the only one…that he was really in love with me...”

Jeff hated seeing his friend cry because of something he could have prevented. But, Y/N was somehow still beautiful when she cried.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Jeff consoled gently, getting off the stage to hug her, “here, let’s take you backstage to calm you down a little.”

Y/N refused Jeff’s kind offer with a shake of the head. Through her blurry, teary-eyed vision, she just plastered on a smile, and wiped the wetness from her eyes.

“Ew,” her voice cracked, “why am I crying? That’s so gross of me, I’m so sorry. I’m definitely making you guys uncomfortable.”

The three musicians’ eyes widened at Y/N’s sudden burst of emotional strength.

“Y/N, you just found out you were Sam’s side chick, and you don’t care?” Jeff inquired, genuinely confused as to what was going on with Y/N’s emotions.

“It’s okay to be sad, love. And utterly fuming with anger. I must admit, this situation wouldn’t be as dire if it were someone else, but it’s you,” Keith added. Jim just sat in silence. He didn’t know what to say. His message destroyed Y/N’s heart and her innocence.

“I am sad, but if this ‘thing’ went on any longer, I’d probably be even more devastated. You saved me from a lot more unnecessary heartbreak, so thank you, Jim,” Y/N said. Her tone sounded completely numb.

“How are you gonna tell Sam?” Keith asked Y/N.

She exhaled deeply. “I don’t know. It wouldn’t be fair of me to lash out on him before being on national television.”

“How can you care about fairness? Don’t you realize what this man has done to you?” Jeff asked, anger interlaced in his voice.

“Yes, Jeff. I do,” Y/N replied stoically, “And I’ll be fine, really. Let’s just forget about it, okay? I’m just lucky to be here, watching you perform. What song are you playing again?” Y/N tried to change the subject, but on the inside she was in deep agony and pain. She poured all of this time and emotion and her body into this cute musician boy, just to realize she didn’t matter.

“‘Shapes of Thi—’” Keith began quietly.

Jeff cut him off. “Y/N, I seriously refuse to believe you’re okay. Please, just let me help y—” he started.

“Jeff! I’m fine! Seriously,” Y/N raised her voice a little, annoyed at the nagging.

“But you seem—” Jim began, barely perceptible.

“Oh my God, Jim, I’m fine!” Y/N shouted. “I don’t care. It’s done, it’s over.”

The three men sat in silence after Y/N’s sudden outburst of anger, which was very out of character for her. She quickly realized what she had done.

“I’m so sorry for lashing out on you guys. That was uncalled for, it’s not your fault. I’m gonna go to the loo, excuse me,” she said quickly, walking out of the scene before anyone could call after her.

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Y/N stayed in the bathroom for all of rehearsals, and she finally reemerged right before the broadcast was about to start, looking as fresh as she did when she got there. It was as if the news was never even brought to her attention.

She refused to make eye contact with Paul through the entire performance, even though it was apparent that he tried to get her attention with his eyes. Chris was just confused that she wouldn’t even dare to glance at Paul. Just a little trouble in paradise that he didn’t know about maybe?

After the show and when the band went offstage, Jeff went back into the crowd to check on Y/N and brought her backstage.

“You have to confront him,” Jeff pleaded.

“I don’t want to,” Y/N whined.

“You have to, or else he’ll bloody win! You don’t want that, and I sure as hell don’t want that for you either! He is the one at fault. You have every right to fuck him up for it.”

Jeff’s little speech gave her an impulsive boost of confidence.

“Fine. I’ll do it. Get everyone out of the room, though,” Y/N stated firmly, beginning to march down the hallway behind Jeff.

Momentarily, Jeff went into the room and rounded up Keith, Jim, and Chris, and filed them down the hallway into another room orderly.

As Y/N was about to enter the room, Jeff whispered in her ear, “Good luck, kid. Knock ‘em dead.” Y/N smiled at Jeff before entering the room and closing the door behind her.

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Paul warmly smiled at Y/N as she entered the room.

“Hello, love,” he said gently, “how did you enjoy the show?”

Y/N painted on the most genuine smile she could force. “It was...almost perfect.”

Paul’s eyebrow quirked as he smiled in a confused way. “Why almost?”

“I don’t think rehearsals went as well as I had planned,” Y/N replied smoothly.

“Why? Did something bad happen to you? You’re speaking in riddles, dear.”

“Oh, I apologize,” Y/N snickered, “it’s actually so funny that you bring up riddles, because that seemed to be the exact problem at hand.”

“What does that mean? Did someone tell you something you couldn’t figure out?” Paul chuckled, “You’re confusing me.”

“I figured out that you would be going home to your wife next week.”

All the colour from Paul’s face was drained in a millisecond, and his originally jovial expression was gone. It was as if someone punched him in the gut.

“Who...who told you?” he asked, panicked.

Y/N was taken aback. “I find out I’m your side-chick and you have the audacity to ask who told me? Not an ‘I’m so sorry that I lied to you and broke your heart, Y/N’?”

Paul huffed. “And you expect me to just keep my composure when someone of your gravity walks into the room for the first time? I really am sorry, Y/N, I truly, truly am, but—”

Y/N’s calm and quiet demeanor had left the building at that point. She was mad. Really mad.

“But what? You tell me how in love you are with me, and how I’m your one and only forever, just to realize that I didn’t matter? I’m going to be eighteen years old in March. Eighteen. What do I know about love? Nothing, absolutely nothing. And you chose to take full advantage of my emotional vulnerability.”

“But you did matter. You’re so special to me, Y/N. Don’t you understand that?”

“Don’t you understand that you have a wife? You never loved me. I was never special to you. I was just another fling. But you won’t admit it to yourself.”

“The life of a travelling musician is extremely difficult, Y/N, and you don’t get that,” Paul said severely.

“And that shouldn’t be used as an excuse. You know what? We’re done. Whatever this ‘thing’ is, is over. I wish you the best,” Y/N concluded as she walked out the door and sternly shut it.

The nightmare was over and Y/N was a free agent.

Before she could debrief about her experience with any of the other Yardbirds, Y/N left the venue, caught the first taxi home, ran up into her room, and cried herself to sleep.

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22 April 1966

Y/N found recovery time and solace in those two months without Paul. She didn’t go to any Yardbirds gigs, but she sporadically met up with Jeff, Keith, Jim, and Chris at a pub or restaurant to catch up over a meal and drinks. Chris had recently mentioned to her that they were playing in London on the 22nd, and if she felt comfortable, she could attend for free and get backstage to hang out.

Y/N said she’d have to think about it, but she’d definitely consider it.

She had realized over the course of two months that she was not truly in love with Paul. Yes, she fancied him, but she must’ve mistaken the feeling of being genuinely in love with the person for being in love with the situation. Y/N concluded that this relationship was the equivalent of living out one’s childhood dreams of a romance with their schoolgirl crush.

She decided that she was retired from dating for a long time, especially because of how this shitshow ended, but a miniscule piece of her wondered when and how she’d meet her other half.

In the afternoon on the day of the show, which was to be played at the Wimbledon Palais, Y/N made the reckless decision to take a trip down to the Yardbirds’ hotel, but not for the reason you might expect.

Y/N never got the chance to thank Jim McCarty for coming clean about Paul’s infidelity to his wife by “dating” her, and to formally apologize for ripping him at the Ready, Steady, Go! rehearsals. She felt bad for being so dismissive of him, because he was always so nice to her and apparently seemed to care more about her wellbeing than Paul ever did.

Y/N stood on the platform of the train station anxiously, meticulously scheming in her mind about what she would say to Jim to truly and genuinely express her gratitude. She thought about how the encounter would go all the way to London, and all the way on her walk to the hotel.

When she arrived at the hotel, she greeted the concierge, and took the elevator to what she believed to be the Yardbirds’ floor. She took an educated guess as to which room Jim’s would be, just by what she had seen in past times. Y/N took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

When the door opened, she realized that in her best interest, her guess was correct.

“Hi,” she greeted breathily, her fingers interlaced together in front of her timidly.

“Hi,” Jim smiled. After a short moment of awkward silence, he continued, “Um, what are you doing here? Not that it’s a bad thing, which it’s not, but…” he trailed off.

“I just wanted to tell you something that I think needed to be said in-person,” Y/N said quickly.

Jim raised his eyebrows in surprised delight. “Oh, okay.” He moved out of the way of the doorframe so Y/N could enter the room, then shut the door gently behind her. “Welcome to my humble abode,” he chuckled, “make yourself at home.”

Y/N smiled and thanked him graciously, but shyly, as she sat down at a small couch at the edge of the bed. Jim was quick to follow her actions.

Y/N took a deep breath before beginning, “I just wanted to thank you for informing me about Paul in February. I know, it’s been a really long time since then… but I’ve needed some time to myself to think and refocus and recuperate, y’know?”

Jim just laughed. “You came all the way here to thank me? That’s so nice of you. You didn’t need to do that.”

Y/N grinned. “I don’t know, I felt this obligation for some reason. And in addition, I wanted to apologize for lashing out at you as well. I was just shell-shocked, I guess, and I unfairly took it out on you and Jeff.”

“If I forgave you then, I’ll still forgive you now,” Jim smiled, “don’t sweat it. In all honesty, I was surprised at how well you took the news.”

“I just wanted to be as calm and composed as possible,” Y/N blushed, “but obviously I didn’t get very far, did I?” Jim laughed at Y/N’s little jab at herself.

“Well, you’re so quiet, at least you showed a piece of your inner self that night,” Jim teased. Y/N just beamed at him.

“You know, since I owe you, now… I guess I just need to live a little, y’know? I have this introverted shell I need to break out of someday, and I might as well start now,” Y/N offered with a chuckle. “So, with that being said, let me do something for you. Anything you want.”

“Oh no, that’s too much. You didn’t even cause me any grief,” Jim retaliated playfully, “thank you, Y/N, but I think you’re overthinking this whole situation.”

“Please,” she continued with a pleading voice, “I feel awful, and plus, if it makes you feel better, you’ll be helping me clear my conscience. Jim, I’ll do anything you want, no matter how crazy… I’ll take you jet-skiing, I’ll ride on a bike in a bikini when the temperature is below freezing, I’ll clean your kitchen… anything you want me to do, I will do.”

Jim grinned at the bizarre options Y/N gave him before contemplating her invocation for a moment. Anything, huh?

“Kiss me.”

“You said you'd do anything, no matter how crazy, yes?” Y/N didn't get a chance to finish, as Jim interrupted her with a hand at her wrist, and a flinty look in his eyes, that gazed right into hers.

“I did.”

“Well,” Jim continued, stepping ever-closer to the young woman in front of him. She looked just as beautiful as she always had, if not more. Jim was convinced she was perfect, and wanted to protect her. To treat her right, the way she deserved. “You could get on your knees, in front of me.”

Kneeling down on the carpeted floor, Y/N looked up at him through her eyelashes, and the glint in her eyes made his knees weak. She looked almost shy, and he couldn't help but send a comforting smile her way.

“Have you done this before, Y/N?”

She shook her head at this, and looked down, almost embarrassed. Jim, heart pounding in his chest in anticipation, reached out a hand to lift her head. Her eyes held trust, and a hint of nervousness, but her lips quirk up in a smile, her cheeks flushing.

“I’ll walk you through it, love.” The sound of a belt clinking to the floor reached Y/N’s ears, zipper following suit, and she couldn’t help the way she almost thrummed with anticipation. Her parents had warned her against exactly this type of thing. Musicians were, according to her parents, a fickle breed, who only wanted her for her looks and body. It hurt to think of it now, when Jim was being nothing but a gentleman to her. She wanted to break out of her shell, and maybe this was the way to do it.

Y/N looks to Jim and sees him exposed, fully hard now, and her cheeks erupt into shades of rosy pink. He was big, much bigger than she would have expected, and she smiled up at him.

“Okay, love. Open your mouth.” Y/N opened her mouth, sinking it over his tip, which elicits a strained moan, full of pleasure. His hand landed in Y/N’s hair, fingers clenching gently around the tresses. The light tug Y/N felt only spurred her on.

“That’s incredible, princess. Now, try and circle your tongue. You’re doing so well.”

Y/N did as she’s told, and it’s like a spell was put over the man. He craned his head back, neck bared, as soft whimpers fell past his lips. Growing more confident, knowing now what he liked, she let her teeth rake over him lightly, which worked more moans from him, almost breathless in his euphoria.

With a murmured “fuck,” he comes, Y/N’s name the only thing on his lips. She slowly released him from her mouth, wiping her lips with the back of her hand as she stood. Jim, leaning up against the wall, was in bliss, heaving breaths and ruffling Y/N’s hair as she approached.

“That was… you're perfect, princess. Absolutely perfect.”

Y/N laughs, smile nearly splitting her cheeks, and she pressed even closer, pressing her lips to his in a soft, content embrace. She could taste the sweat on his lips, and she couldn't help but think that she could definitely get used to this feeling.

Jim revelled in the feel of her soft lips against his, and he was struck by the thought that this is exactly where he’s supposed to be. He’s where he wants to be, beside Y/N.

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writethehousedown · 4 years ago

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Trust Fund, Gold Tongue 2/7 (Crygi) - Peridot

A/N: Thank you to everyone who showed the last chapter some love! I’m really enjoying writing this little universe, and I hope you’re enjoying it so far! My interpretation of this prompt is minuscule, but it’s there if you squint, I promise! As always my sideblog is @artificialperidot, and you can also check this fic out on ao3 if you’re feeling extra generous! Hope you enjoy!

Gigi wondered how she came to sit around a table with all four of her parents around one table at the same time. It was a modern day miracle, seeing they all hated each other in some way- even the couples couldn’t stand each other half of the time. But she supposed their family had an appearance to keep up, and she didn’t want to think about how the tabloids would document their secret family hatred if someone leaked the information that they were sitting at different tables in the dining hall.

The tabloids would be absolutely correct, though.

As a little kid, Gigi wanted nothing more than for her families to come together. At seventeen, she realised that the adults sitting opposite from her were all idiots.

Gigi loved her mom, she really did, but her taste in men was appalling to say the least. Her newest man, James, had only been around for about a month, and Gigi was already anticipating the messy breakup, where she’d have to pick up the pieces on her mother’s behalf, holding her whilst she cried and convincing her to get her life together again. It was a cycle that was used to, and one that didn’t look like it would break any time soon. Her mom cycled through men like tracks on a really terrible CD, and Gigi had never liked a single one of them. The worst of all of them, though, was her dad.

She did not want to even think about him, let alone sit through a three course meal with him every evening. Or that 30 year old with bleach blonde hair hanging off of his arm who had asked Gigi to call her mom. As if.

The five of them sat around the restaurant table in the busy country club dining hall, and Gigi found herself in a world of her own, absentmindedly twirling her straw in her drink and ignoring the chatter of the others around the table. Her parents made painfully awkward small talk between them as they waited for their meals to arrive, something about business finances or their new cars or the stock market. Gigi zoned out - her parents never really seemed interested in including her in their conversations. Not that Gigi would’ve wanted to talk to them, anyway.

She found it funny, though, that none of them would want to be within 50 feet of each other if it wasn’t for her. She was the reason they all ended up at her dad’s country club every summer. She usually lived with her mom in their penthouse, and put up with whatever boyfriends she had, because although it wasn’t perfect, anything was better than her dad’s house. But, legally, her dad was supposed to see her at least a few weeks a year, and so she and her mom and whoever her mom was seeing were all dragged to this hellhole every summer.

Three months she inwardly reminded herself. Three more months, and then she’d be eighteen, and her parents would finally let her buy a place of her own, and she would never have to set foot in a country club again. She’d been begging to buy a house of her own from the day she turned sixteen, but her parents would hear none of it, telling her that she was far too young to be trusted to spend that much money all at once. They didn’t seem to have an issue when she blew thousands on clothes or cars or house parties all at once, though. The hypocrites.

Her eyes scanned the restaurant around her, searching for a distraction, and she caught sight of the guy she had thrown her drink at earlier - her dad’s friend, David or Dave or something. She noted his change of shirt from the blue polo that had been drenched in pink lemonade, and smiled at the memory. He got what he deserved, she thought. Nothing made her more mad than people who were rude to the staff.

She was sad she had to run away without that girl though. Crystal. She was pretty adorable.

She hoped she’d see her around again, soon.

Before long, a waiter came by their table and served their food, plates piled high with steak and grilled veg and some sort of fancy sauce on the side. Gigi’s mouth watered - as much as she hated having dinner with her family, the food was never a let down.

She was halfway through a mouthful of roast beef when her mom started talking again, but this time it was to her.

“You know, Gigi, James’s nephew is going to be spending a few weeks at the country club this summer,” she said, taking a sip of her wine.

“Oh, cool,” Gigi replied, disinterested.

“His name’s Matthew. He’s around your age, too,” she said, nodding and sharing a knowing look with the others around the table. “We were all thinking…maybe the two of you could, you know, go on a date.”

Gigi almost choked on her mouthful.

Go on a what?!

“Um, thanks, but no thanks.” she replied, her voice a little shaky. She could feel her heart start pounding in her chest a little harder and a little faster than she would’ve liked.

“Oh, Gigi, give him a chance! He’s a nice young man, isn’t he, James?” her mom said, nudging her boyfriend with her arm. James nodded dumbly, before shoving another mouthful of potato into his mouth.

Tension rose in Gigi’s body, her mom’s words ringing in her ears. “I’m sure he’s a nice guy, but I’m not really looking to date someone right now,” she said, doing her best to be polite and not get too emotional.

“Come on Gigi, you’re almost eighteen. It’s about time you got a boyfriend,” her dad butted in, his tone seeming too aggressive for the conversation. She was surprised that her mom and dad had actually agreed on something for once, even if it was for entirely different reasons. Her mom, deep down, wanted to protect her, for her to be happy - her dad wanted her to be someone else’s responsibility.

And Gigi wanted anything but a boyfriend.

Now would seem like a good time for Gigi to remind her parents that she was a lesbian, but she didn’t particularly want to have another screaming match in a public dining hall. She had tried to have that conversation before, and it didn’t end well. She pictured the way her mom had looked so scared when her dad had yelled and rampaged through their house. How she had told her afterwards to not bring it up in front of her father again. How guilty she had felt for causing her dad to explode like that, and for making her mom so scared.

Her parents had broken up not long after that. And Gigi never brought it up again.

She had kept her love life completely private from then on, sharing secret rendezvous with girls at parties that she would never see again, and playing the role of the straight girl in front of her family. And, her family put a bandage on the stab wounds and acted as if nothing had ever happened.

But, pretending to be straight and actually dating a boy were completely different things, and there was no way she was going to let her family force her into a relationship. No way.

“Sorry, but I’m not interested. End of story,” she said firmly, her tone cutting, and it seemed to shut them up.

The five of them ate the rest of their meals in relative silence, the tension so thick it could’ve been cut with a knife. Gigi was suddenly thankful for the old saying that it was rude to talk with your mouth full. Gigi kept her mouth full as often as possible.

Dinner came and went, and desserts were ordered, Gigi opting for a raspberry sorbet that was new to the menu this year. Her parents ordered more drinks to go alongside their desserts, and Gigi wished she was a couple of years older so that she could have a few shots to make sitting through dinner more bearable.

Minutes ticked by like hours as she waited for her dessert to arrive, to give her something sweet to distract from the sour atmosphere. When it did though, she was met by an even sweeter surprise.

“One raspberry sorbet?” a voice asked from behind her.

She looked up to see a familiar face placing the pink dessert down on their table and her heart skipped a beat.

Crystal. The girl that had infatuated Gigi to the point of provoking her to throw her drink in a grown man’s face. She wasn’t too easy to forget.

Her red curls were tucked behind her ears, and she looked as though a faint blush was creeping over her cheeks. She smiled, giving Gigi a knowing look and a small nod, before walking away from their table, bouncing a little as she walked.

God she was cute.

Gigi was suddenly far less interested in her dessert.

“Uh, excuse me for a moment,” she said, and before her parents could protest, she abruptly stood up from the table and left, set on going after Crystal. She wasn’t exactly sure what she intended to say to her, but just seeing her had flipped her mood on its head entirely, and God knows Gigi needed some serotonin.

Plus, flirting with a member of staff would make her summer a little more bearable. Because what her parents didn’t see was none of their business, right?

It didn’t take her long to catch up to Crystal, and just before she made her way back into the staff kitchen area, Gigi grabbed her wrist and tugged her out of the restaurant, around a corner in the porch where they couldn’t be seen.

Crystal looked a little surprised, and took a second to catch her breath, tucking her hands into the front pocket on her apron. “A hello would’ve been nice,” she said in a slightly hushed tone. “You scared me.”

“Nice to see you again too, Crystal,” Gigi replied, and Crystal giggled softly, her nose scrunching up causing Gigi’s stone heart to melt, just a little. From this close together, Gigi could make out the freckles that speckled the girl’s face, and she thought they made her even more beautiful.

Crystal bit her lip. “Um, I never got a chance to thank you, for, ya know… helping me out earlier today,” she said, scratching the side of her temple slightly.

Gigi smirked, thinking about the way the man looked with his wet hair matted to his forehead like dripping curtains. “It was nothing, really. That guy deserved it.”

“His shirt will be sticky forever now,” Crystal said, putting on the voice of a maniacal evil scientist. “The perfect revenge.”

Gigi chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief at how adorably goofy this girl was. But, she wouldn’t be Gigi Goode if she didn’t take an opportunity to mess with her a little when she saw the chance.

“His shirt is not the only thing I can make wet and sticky,” she said, with a cocky wink and a shit-eating grin, before dissolving into laughter.

Crystal’s mouth fell open in a fake gasp as she pretended to clutch her pearls and scolded Gigi, telling her to wash her mouth out with soap, but Gigi couldn’t help but notice the tiniest blush that had appeared on her cheeks, and the way her eyes had widened for just a second.

Adorable.

“So, uh, who were you eating dinner with? Is that your family?” Crystal asked, looking for a way to change the subject.

“Sadly, yes,” Gigi said with a roll of her eyes.

“Which ones are your parents?”

“All of them.”

“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t -”

“It’s okay,” Gigi said with a small chuckle. “Technically only three of them are, because my mom hasn’t married her boyfriend. Like she ever will,” Gigi laughed.

“Your dad owns this place, right?”

Gigi sighed. “Uh-huh,” she said, her voice monotonous.

“Which one is your dad?” Crystal asked, peering her head around the corner to glance at her table.

“The one in the grey blazer.” Gigi gestured towards him slightly, making sure they were still hidden from sight. “Why do you ask?”

“I don’t wanna get fired. I need to make sure no one throws a lemonade in his face on my behalf.”

Gigi burst out laughing at that, trying her best to keep her volume to a minimum but not doing a very good job. “Oh believe me, if I could throw a drink in his face, I would.”

Crystal grinned back at her, and Gigi noticed the perfect dimples in each of her cheeks, which somehow made her even more adorable. She found herself drawn to her chocolate eyes, gazing at the twinkle behind her pupils and her long eyelashes that framed them, like they were priceless works of art, which, of course, they were.

They fell into a comfortable silence, and in any other situation, Gigi would’ve made a move. She was never one to wait patiently for the right moment - she was someone that always knew what she wanted, and right now, she wanted nothing more than to cup Crystal’s cheeks and plant a kiss on her lips.

But, she had to remind herself that she was in the middle of a country club, where anyone could see the two of them. And she had a reputation to uphold. She’d need to wait until they were somewhere more private.

Plus, she didn’t want to frighten Crystal. The girl already looked like she was in a constant state of panic as it was, and Gigi thought a kiss would probably tip her anxiety over the edge.

She also wasn’t positive that Crystal liked girls, either, but judging from her messy, curly bob of hair, dyed red, and her nails, short and painted with black nail polish, it seemed a likely possibility.

“I, uh, I should get back to work,” Crystal said, looking away awkwardly.

“Yeah, you probably should,” Gigi replied. Crystal flashed her a pitiful smile, as if to say sorry, that she didn’t want to cut their interaction short, and Gigi couldn’t help but wonder how this girl, this ordinary girl who technically worked for her dad, managed to make her heart flutter with just a simple smile.

But Gigi didn’t want to say goodbye just yet. Not unless she knew she’d see Crystal again soon.

“Hey, are you working again tomorrow?” she asked, an idea popping into her head.

“Yup. 10 hour shift.” Crystal replied, practically groaning.

Gigi smirked. “When’s your break? I need someone to play tennis with.”

Crystal looked taken aback at her proposition. “Uh, I think I have a break at 3ish -”

“Perfect. Then I’ll meet you on the west tennis courts at three,” Gigi smiled, certainty in her tone.

“Uh, cool! I should warn you though, I haven’t played tennis since summer camp when I was like thirteen,” Crystal giggled, looking a little nervous despite the smile plastered on her face.

Gigi raised her eyebrows. “Then I guess I’ll just have to show you the ropes again,” she said, fully aware of the confidence she exuded, and gave Crystal a sly wink, so small that if Crystal had broken eye contact for a second, she would’ve missed it. Judging by the flush of pink on her cheeks, though, she had definitely not missed it.

Crystal grinned. “I look forward to it,” she said with a nod, before slipping back around the corner and going back to her work.

Gigi waited a couple seconds after Crystal left before walking back to her table, making sure to not look too suspicious despite the smile tattooed on her face. When she sat back down again, she was met by the scowl of her father.

“What took you so long?” he grumbled.

“Girl things,” she replied without missing a beat, because she knew that it would shut him up. And, it wasn’t entirely untrue, either.

When she looked down at her plate, though, she discovered that her raspberry sorbet had melted, and was no more than a pink puddle.

Gigi didn’t mind at all.

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caroline18mars · 5 years ago

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A Man On Fire - Chapter 71

Purse, money, cards, keys..got all of that..Hair ok? Yeah..I swear this dress hugged me before..she stared at herself in the mirror and let her hands run down her hips, she had gotten so thin..sadness and pain had been her diet the last month or so..I'm not ready for this, for half of her life she had longed for this night, the opening of her exhibition and now..now she dreaded having to shake all those hands and her work being scrutinized. Just a few hours, nobody she knew was gonna be there anyway, Charles had only invited art dealers, a few art critics here and there, no big deal, right? Right! She grabbed her coat and hesitated at the door, looking around her apartment, gone were the paintings, Charles' men had come to collect the last items this morning, it was like Jared had left her apartment for good all over again. He was there now, hanging from the walls of the gallery, a 'capsule' collection of a time that was over for good, it was out of her hands now and it felt weird, what would she paint tomorrow? What was gonna be your inspiration? No, don't think about it, first this, one last time, one more night and then hopefully you're gonna turn the page, she bit her lip and slowly closed the door behind her. “How do I look?” she twirled in front of him, distracting him for a second from his mails, “nice” he forced himself to say something positive, “we don't have to stay too long there, do we? I just feel like partying and an art gallery isn't exactly the funkiest place to spend my friday night”. Sighing he got up from the bed “what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?” he straightened his tie, sharp suit, his hair pulled back in a long, wavy ponytail, why didn't he have the guts to go by himself? He needed someone to be there with him, even if it was a model/fuckbuddy whose cupsize was bigger than her brain, a thousand times he'd asked himself what had gotten into him to insist to be on that guestlist, it was masochism in its' purest form but his curiosity was bigger than his fear. On the other side of the city, the cardoor was held open for her “Good evening, Miss De Robiano” he greeted her, “Good evening, Derek” she returned his smile, “you're early” he guided her over the red carpet, “is that code for 'nobody bothered to come'?” she looked at him with worried eyes. “Oh no, of course not” Derek tried to reassure her, “Harper!” Charles welcomed her with his arms wide open, his eyes twinkling as he pulled her in for a warm hug, the last couple of days he had been her nemesis and her closest friend, “hello Charles..wait” she stopped him as he released her and took her hand to drag her inside the gallery “before we go in..I don't remember if I told you already how grateful I am..”. Charles kissed her forehead “I'm the one who's grateful..this is one of the most emotional exhibitions I've ever done, so much power hanging on the walls..anyway, it's only just begun, let's go see what people really think”.

Car after car started rolling up in front of the gallery, one with Jared in it who buttoned up his jacket as he got out, surprised to see a couple of paps hovering in front of the entrance, goddammit, he was supposed to be incognito here, not wanting to ruin her big night, he just wanted to see for himself what Charles had been raving about. He kept his head down even if the paps recognized him and tried to get his attention as he walked inside where he was quickly guided to the balcony that gave a great view on the actual hall. “Oh..my..god..” he murmured as he feasted his eyes on the paintings below, brilliant, just brilliant..is that? That's me..oh sweet jesus, he had to stop the urge to run downstairs and check them up close. He walked to the other side of the balcony but stopped in his tracks when the centerpiece caught his attention, there it was in all it's painful glory, 3 metres high and wide..the painting of her parents on a throne, their mouths stitched shut, bloody hearts ripped out and dangling on their chest..wow!. He had seen her work on it and had even helped her with it for a few hours, but seeing it hang there in all its magnificent glory, simply took his breath away. Everyone seemed too engrossed in her paintings to be paying attention to her, which was exactly how she had dreamed it to be, she wanted honest opinions and the best way to do that was to eavesdrop. “Ok, I'm gonna give it to you straight “ Charles walked up to her “17 are already sold, that's almost half of them sold in an hour” jittering with excitement, but she just stared at him in disbelief “what? But..?” was all she managed to say. “I know! And I still have to do the openingsspeech” he giggled. “Hello Harper” the voice that doomed up behind her made her blood curdle, oh no, nonono, ever so slowly she turned around “mama” to look right into their eyes “..papa”. Up on the balcony Jared swallowed hard, oh my god..who had invited her parents? Obviously not her because she looked like a scared little cat all of a sudden.

”Who invited you?” her voice was so cold, “oh don't worry, we're not staying, your father has to give a speech at the UN..one of our friends informed him of our daughter's big night” her mother calmly said with that icecold poise of her. “I'm sorry, did you say 'daughter'? Last thing I remember is that you took my title away and cut me off financially, you basically disowned me” don't pick a fight, Harper, not here, not now. “Mr. McVey, good evening, how are you?” his father ignored her completely and reached for Charles hand, “I'm well, Sir..thank you” he shook her father's hand, wait, Charles invited her parents? All her trust and her gratitude towards him was washed away in a split second. “Can I show you around” Charles tried to defuse the tense situation, “lead the way” a sarcastic smile viciously curled around her father's mouth while he grabbed his wife's hand, leaving their child cursing under her breath. Jared watched breathlessly, her shoulders were completely cramped up from holding in all that anger and fury and he knew how lonely she must feel right now, she would rather die than admit it but he knew that all she really wanted and needed was the love and respect of her parents. All the pieces of the puzzle finally fell together for him, for the first time he could really see and feel her loneliness, it was heartbreaking to realize that they had to become ex-partners to truly see the harsh reality. Harper couldn't take it anymore and downed her glass in one go, don't go over there, don't make a scene..she had to fight the urge to simply walk out of here, just go smoke a cigarette, clear your head.. “SPORCO BASTARDO” her father's curse thundered through the gallery shutting up every conversation. Turning around she saw her father crash to the floor like it was all happening in slow motion, her brain froze for a second like she was living a dream but then the high pitched scream of her mother shot her back to action and she ran towards her parents. “An ambulance” she breathed at Charles who had his phone to his ear in a split second but when she kneeled to check on her father, her mother pushed and kicked her and started banging her fist on her head. “Don't you dare touch him, you killed him, you KILLED HIM” her mother's hysterical screams combined with the rain of punches had her close her eyes hoping to wake up from this nightmare.

Jared felt his breath hitch in his throat watching the drama unfold but on instinct he ran downstairs and pushed through the crowd, “Mrs. De Robiano, stop! STOP IT!” he raised his voice as his arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back to stop her from beating up her kid. Despite the fact that she was a petite lady he could barely pull her away from Harper, the only thing that interrupted her rage and brought her back to her senses was the arrival of the paramedics that pushed through the crowd to help her husband. “Harper? Are you ok?” ok, this really was a nightmare, this couldn't be real, she was imagining things but then the soft touch of his hand made her eyes flutter open again, looking straight into Jared's eyes. The shock of seeing him was paused by a paramedic leaning over her to check if she was alright, “I'm fine..” she lied as she grabbed his hand to help her get back on her feet. “It's all my daughter's fault, she made this..this..gastly painting” her mother pointed at the centerpiece painting of them “she has her heart set on killing us, she's..pure..EVIL” still hysterically screeching at the paramedics who were loading her father onto a stretcher. “Let's go” they rushed the stretcher through the gallery, her mother teetering after them in her high heels, Harper felt like she was glued to the floor, there was not a single pair of eyes in the room that wasn't dismissively staring at her. “Excuse me” she mumbled as she couldn't do anything else but follow the paramedics, this was all her own fault, every single bit of a blame that could be put on her was justified. “What hospital are you taking him to?” Charles came walking up straight to the paramedics and quickly gestured at Derek “get her a cab right now”, and before she could even say or do something she was taken outside, put in a cab with the address of the hospital all by herself, on her big night that had exploded into a nightmare, gone was her career and probably gone was her father and it was all by her own doing. The cab made a turn and started following the blue lights in front of it, and all Jared could see was his ex sitting there all alone, her face buried in her hands, and that was the second time tonight he felt his heart break for her, all that beauty and all that brain and still the loneliest little girl in the world.

”I'm sorry, you'll have to wait here” a nurse stopped her as the ambulance arrived at the ER, “but I'm his daughter” Harper tried to reason with her, “and still we have strict orders not to let you in, only your mother is allowed in at the moment, if you want you can wait right here, a doctor will be with you shortly to give you all the details” the nurse pointed at a tiny cubicle with a chair. Meekly she did as she was told and sat there shivering in her evening gown, the adrenalin and the fear of seeing her parents..and all the drama started to manifest itself in tears and shaking hands that tried to wipe them away as fast as they fell. Why did they even show up tonight? She wasn't sure but Charles must have invited them..Jared..had she imagined it all or had he really been there? Was Charles on a mission to destroy her? Completely lost in her thoughts and her tears, she didn't notice the doctor who made his presence know with a soft cough “Miss De Robiano?”, her head shot up, “your father has suffered a major heart attack, his condition is critical, we're doing everything within our power to save him”. She swallowed hard “Oh..is there any way I can see him? And how's my mother?” and stood up with a panic “you cannot see him, I'm sorry..you will have to leave, the Countess insists on it, she said her children will all be here shortly”, what?? her children? “But I'm one of her children..” Harper protested. “I'm sorry, Miss..you will have to leave the premises”. It was just blow after blow, she came all the way out here for nothing? Only to be blamed for everything, “ok” was all she could say, she took a big breath and with the heaviest of heart and feet, she started walking to the exit. The cold, sharp wind hit her hard, she had no coat so she crossed her arms over chest and started rubbing her upper arms, if only she could rub the cold away that had her heart in a choking grip, an unstoppable stream of tears ran down her cheeks, I don't know what to do. Through the blur of her tears she could see a man walking up to her, then stop in his tracks, hands in the pockets of his pants he was staring at her..who?..”Harper?” him calling her name made her cry even harder. Jared's heart broke again seeing her standing there completely helpless and bewildered so he closed the distance between them and pushed himself against her, her arms folded around him under his jacket crying her heart out against his chest. “Let's go home” he whispered and kissed the top of her head “you're coming to LA with me”.

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〈“I wanna go to the other side; they have a club where the legends never die. ‘Cause I want everyone to know my name, And I’m ready to do what it takes to live forever in the hall of fame.” Smash Into Pieces, “Hall of Fame”〉

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I stifled a yawn as I returned to class A’s seating area. Katsuki was missing, thankfully, probably getting ready for his next match. To be honest, I don’t feel like listening to him bitch about how I was disqualified. I’m already kicking myself because I want to fight Todoroki now. I fell into his empty seat with a sigh. Tsu was beside me, followed by Mineta, Sero, and Sparky.

“W-Winchester,” Sparky shifted his weight, cheeks darkening a bit. “Bakugo was looking for you.”

I grunted, resting my cheek against my palm. “I know.” He shifted again, asking if Tsu would switch seats with him. She tilted her head, looking at me for confirmation and I shrugged. He settled down beside me but he kept looking at me and then snapping his gaze away. I tried to ignore it, but it was hella annoying. “What is your damn problem?”

“I thought you hated us,” he responded softly, running his hand over his pants. “But you defended me and… and the rest of the class. That really meant a lot to me… what you said. Thank you, Winchester.” He smiled brightly, eyes closed as he tilted his head to the side, blonde hair shifting from the movement.

Huh, that’s actually kinda cute. I smiled, ruffling his hair. “You’re welcome, Sparky.”

“My name isn’t Sparky,” he pouted. “It’s Denki Kaminari.”

I chuckled, pushing his head down a bit as my smile turned sadistic. “After all, only me and Katsuki are allowed to terrorize class A~!”

He sweatdropped, pulling away from my hand. “You can be really terrifying sometimes…”

“Welcome to the final battle at U.A. High School’s sports festival! In just a moment here, we’ll see which first-year comes out on top! Yes, it all comes down to this folks! From the hero course, Shoto Todoroki! Versus! His classmate, Katsuki Bakugo! Now… Begin!!”

Todoroki wasted no time sending a huge wave of ice toward Katsuki, but the blonde went into overdrive, exploding the ice at an incredible speed. Despite this, he was soon encased in an icy prison.

“Todoroki starts with a crazy ice blast! Bakugo seems to have been completely buried! Is it possible we’ve already got a winner down there?!”

“This isn’t like when he attacked Sero,” Zuku commented from in front of Mineta. “That ice just now was more controlled. He’s being cautious.”

“Can ya blame ’em?” I hummed as muffled explosions reached my ears. I grinned, leaning forward to rest my arms on my knees. Sorry, Todo, but that chihuahua ain’t that damn easy!

“What’s that terrifying sound?” Mineta cried out in fear, making me roll my eyes. Fuckin’ twat is scared of his own shadow.

“It’s gotta be Bakugo’s doing,” Tsu answered. Sure enough, the explosions became louder until the ice finally shattered, opening up a hole to reveal a pissed off looking blonde.

“He used his explosions to tunnel through the ice like some kind of mole man!” Sero exclaimed in surprise.

“These two are insane,” Kaminari muttered, leaning back in his chair.

The two boys rushed at each other and Bakugo used a small explosion to propel himself to the side, catching Todoroki off guard as he grabbed the top of his head and left shoulder.

“He dodged his right side with a blast!” Zuku said in awe.

“Awesome…” Ochaco added.

Hmm, he’s trying to make Todoroki use his fire like he did on Zuku, ain’t he? Pushing off the ground, Bakugo sent him flying across the arena with an explosion, but Todoroki used his ice to curve around the inside, sliding across the ice to remain in bounds.

“Todoroki surfs an ice wave to avoid going out of bounds! Looks like fun!”

For once, we agree, Mic. That does look like fun. This kid should be hired to entertain kids parties, he’d make a fucking killing.

Bakugo launched at him and Todoroki grabbed him with his left arm.

“Do it, Shoto!” Endeavor commanded.

I scowled, falling back into my seat. The sound of his voice ruined my mood and now all I can think about is punching dicks.

Todoroki refused the demand, throwing Bakugo away from him without using his fire.

“Stop screwing around!” Bakugo growled angrily. “What, do you think I’m not worthy of your fire?!”

“Bakugo timed his explosions to grab Todoroki’s left side on purpose,” Aizawa commentated. “He’s done his research. His aptitude for this becomes more apparent with every fight.”

“Interesting!”

“Todoroki’s doing well so far, but his attacks are too simple. It almost seems like he lost his spark after the match with Midoriya.”

Of course he fucking did. I ran my hand down my face in frustration before lowering my head. That damned chihuahua doesn’t care about why people do the things that they do. He’s smart as fuck, true, and he even heard Todoroki’s story, but he believes that it doesn’t matter, that it’s not important. He hasn’t stopped to think about why Todoroki is so damn reluctant to use those flames of his. All he cares about is that he used his flames on Izuku. Why, Katsuki? Why do you feel inferior next to Zuku?

“You bastard! I’ll tell you what’ll happen if you make a fool out of me! I’ll kill you!!” Bakugo cried angrily. “I don’t want there to be any doubt that I’m the best student at the festival! That’s only possible if you come at me as hard as you can! There’s no point if you don’t fight me with the same power you used against Deku! If you don’t want to win this, then why are you even here?! Show everyone that’s you’re trying to destroy me!”

Zuku shot up from his seat, approaching the railing. “Come on, Todoroki! Don’t give up! Do your best!”

I grinned at him and stood up, resting on the railing. “Oi~ Todoroki! If you win this, I’ll punch that flame fuck for you! Right in the nuts!”

“W-Winchester, you’re too brutal!” Kirishima cried, his hands over his lap.

I smirked at him over my shoulder. “Don’t worry, Kiri, you can harden your balls can’t cha? I doubt I could damage ’em.”

He sweatdropped, his cheeks darkening. “T-That’s not the point!”

Bakugo rushed him and Todoroki’s ice started to melt as his fire raged up. Crossing his arms and holding his palms out on either side of his body, Bakugo started to release an explosion from one palm then the other until his body started to spin like a goddamn ninja blender. Todoroki lifted his flaming arm, ready to depend, but then his power dropped and the flames died away. Meanwhile, Katsuki’s power is steadily fucking rising.

“Howitzer… IMPACT!!”

The ice shattered as Bakugo released a massive explosion, filling the arena with thick, black smoke.

“Wohoho! Bakugo combined speed and rotation with a huge blast like he used again Uraraka! He turned himself into a human missile! Todoroki didn’t fire off the flame attack that wowed us in his match against Midoriya! So what has become of our top two competitors?!”

My hands clenched around the railing as a bead of sweat rolled down my cheek. Katsuki is gonna be so~ fucking pissed that Todo didn’t use his fire.

The smoke finally started to clear.

Todoroki was out of bounds, his body unmoving against a huge chunk of cracked ice. Bakugo shakily got to his feet, taking a step forward. “Hey… Hey!” He suddenly rushed forward, grabbing the collar of Todoroki’s shirt and shaking him. “Stop messing around! This isn’t a real win for me unless you try harder! It can’t end this way! Now get up!”

Pink powder filled the arena as Midnight activated her quirk, putting Bakugo to sleep. She raised her arm. “Todoroki is out of bounds! That means… Bakugo is the winner!”

“And~ with that, the final match is officially over! The first-year champion of the U.A. sports festival is… Katsuki Bakugo from class 1-A!!”

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I stepped into Gran’s temporary office, sliding the door closed behind me.

“Hello, deary.” She smiled. “What have you done now?”

I sweatdropped. “Have you no faith in me, Gran?”

She hummed, thoughtfully tapping her chin with her finger. “Let’s say that’s up for debate.”

I laughed. “I’m innocent this time, I promise. How’s Todoroki doing?”

“Only a few minor scrapes and bruises. I’ve healed him and he’s resting up.”

I nodded, grabbing a stool and setting it beside his bed. He looks so peaceful when he’s sleeping. I reached out, my fingertips brushing the two-tone bangs from his forehead. His eyes slowly slid open, looking up at me with confusion. “How ya feelin’, bro?”

“I’m… okay.” He responded, softly.

I ruffled his hair lightly, giving him a smile. “You did really good out there, I’m proud of you, Todo. Congrats on getting second place.”

His eyes widened a bit in surprise, his lips parting but no sound escaped him.

The door slid open roughly and Midnight waltzed into the room, her eyes landing on me. “Oh, Winchester, I was looking for you!”

I stared at her blankly. “I didn’t punch anyone else, leave me alone.”

She smirked, putting her hand on her hip and cocking a brow. “Oh? So you didn’t threaten to punch the number two hero in the dick in front of thousands of witnesses?”

“Woah woah woah,” I stood up, turning around to face her with a scowl. “First off, I threatened to punch him in the nuts, not the dick. Get your fuckin’ facts straight, Midnight. Plus, I said I would punch him if Todoroki won the match which I’m sure you are clearly aware, he did not. That makes the threat null and void.”

“That’s not how that works, Winchester. You’re such a pain!” She sighed dramatically, putting the back of her hand to her temple before smiling at me. “Officially, you and Tokoyami are tied for third place. We were considering having the two of you compete in a side game -”

“It’s not chess, is it? You know I ain’t smart enough to win in chess, Midnight, especially not against Tokoyami.”

She ignored me. “However, since you like to make questionable choices and give your teachers a constant migraine, you have forfeited the right to fight for third place and will settle for fourth place. Clear?”

“Oh right, I forgot about that.” I waved my hand. “Cool, does that mean I can go home now?”

“Of course,” she smiled, licking her lips. Even though she had a kind expression on her face, her eyes were burning with sadistic intent. “Not. We still have the award ceremony to do and you will be there. Plus, you need to apologize to Monoma and class B for your behavior.”

“I already did that, chief.”

“Do it again.”

“I don’t wanna.”

“Do it again or else.”

“You can’t just say ‘or else’, Midnight. You gotta follow through with a threat. No one is gonna take you seriously like that.”

Her eye twitched and she was about to yell at me, but she suddenly paused and slowly approached, an evil grin on her face. Her finger ran down my cheek, making me shudder in disgust. “Or else, I will have Shimatsu Tacos fined for using a student to advertise their business during a school event.”

My eyes narrowed. “You fuckin’ wouldn’t.”

She leaned in her closer, her eyes begging me to challenge her. “Oh please, Winchester, do test me.”

I shuddered again, shoving her face away. “Alright, fuck! Just keep yo ugly ass face out of my space, man.”

She humphed in triumph before turning to Todoroki, whose eyes were still wide as he watched us. “Can you stand, Todoroki? We need you there to start the ceremony.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He swung his legs over the side of the bed, slipping his shoes on before standing up. He hesitated, glancing over at me. I raised a brow and he seemed to think about it for a moment before shaking his head and following Midnight out of the room.

What a strange edgelord, he is.

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“The first-year students have completed all of the events for the U.A. sports festival!” Midnight announced as she stood in front of the gathered students. A group of reporters are gathered behind a barricade nearby so they can get pictures of the winners. “Now, it’s time to relax and enjoy the awards ceremony!”

Loud music started to blast through the stadium as fireworks exploded across the sky in a wide array of colors. I stifled a yawn as a stream of sparklers shot up behind Midnight, covering the area in smoke. The winner’s pedestal started to raise from the ground.

“Woah…”

“What the heck…”

“He’s been going nuts ever since he woke up,” Kirishima explained from beside me, giving me a look. Katsuki was quite literally chained up to the fucking slab of concrete, his hands bound so he couldn’t use his quirk and a metal mask over his mouth so he couldn’t speak. He’s growling and struggling against his bonds, clearly not happy about the outcome of his match. His eyes met mine and I smirked, making him struggle harder.

“Man, Bakugo, pull yourself together.” Kiri sighed, rubbing the back of his head. I patted his shoulder.

Midnight cleared her throat. “Jen Winchester and Fumikage Tokoyami were meant to battle it out for the third place, but because of a technicality that has arisen, she will automatically take fourth place.” She winked at the cameras, putting her finger to her glossy lip.

I felt eyes on me and glanced around, spotting Monoma staring at me. He was chewing on his lip, face blank and pale blue eyes looking conflicted. As soon as he realized I was looking at him, he turned his face away.

“Too bad Iida couldn’t be here,” Tsu commented. Now that she brought it up, where is that engine freak? I haven’t seen him since the spat after Zuku’s surgery. I had just assumed he was avoiding me.

“Yeah…” Zuku’s eyes were shining with worry and sadness as he turned his gaze to the ground. I scratched my cheek, not liking that expression on his face. Just what the fuck did I miss exactly?

“Now, let’s break out the hardware!” Midnight held out her arm with a smirk. “Of course, there’s only one person worthy of distributing the awards!”

A familiar laugh rang out across the stadium and the crowd went wild when All Might appeared, jumping toward the podium.

“Citizens, I am” “All Might is the” “here!!” “number one hero!!”

I sweatdropped as his and Midnight’s voices overlapped one another. Clearly, they should have fucking rehearsed before trying that because that performance was total ass, bro.

“I ruined that, didn’t I?” Midnight put her hands together in apology before acting as if nothing had even happened. “So now that you’re here, All Might, why don’t you start the presentation?”

Toshi took the third-place medal and stepped up to Fumi. “Young Tokoyami, congratulations.” He placed the medal around his neck. “You showed great strength out there!”

“Your words humble me, sir.”

“However,” Toshi pulled him into a gentle hug, patting his back. “You’ve got more training to do if you’re going to be able to fight against different kinds of villains. You’re not going to be able to rely on your quirk in every battle you face.”

I started to laugh, earning a glare from Midnight and strange looks from my classmates. I couldn’t control it so I turned around and stuffed my face into Kiri’s shoulder. Bro, Fumi’s fucking beak is literally pressed into Toshi’s fucking armpit and I know from fucking experience that it smells like hopes and the laughter of children. Bro, someone fucking save him, please.

“Are you okay, Winchester?” Kiri asked with worry, patting my back as I laughed into his shoulder. “Midnight is really glaring at you… god, she’s terrifying.”

I pulled myself away and coughed a few times, slapping both of my cheeks at the same time to compose myself. I gave him a thumbs up and turned back around. Holy shit, Midnight looks like she’s about to fucking sprout snakes from her hair. I didn’t know laughing was a fucking crime, chief.

Toshi took the second place medal and stepped up to Todoroki, whose gaze remained lowered. “Young Todoroki, congratulations. I’m assuming there’s a reason you didn’t use your left side, though it cost you the final.”

“Midoriya opened my eyes during our match, but then I started to doubt myself. I think I now understand a little about why you’re so interested in him. I want to be the kind of hero you are, but my path… isn’t as clear as I thought it was. I have a lot to think about… and I still need to settle things with someone, very soon.”

I threw my arm around Zuku’s shoulder, careful of his injuries. “See what you did, kid? Todoroki was lost in a tunnel of darkness, and you shined the light that got him running in the right direction. Be proud of yourself.”

He nodded, sending me a bright smile as his eyes teared up. “Thank you, Jen…”

“If you keep this up, you’re gonna be called the crying hero, Zuku.”

“Sorry…”

Toshi continued, pulling the boy into his arms. “Hmm, I’ve never seen this sort of look on your face before. I won’t ask for details, but trust yourself. I’m sure you’ll work things out.”

“Right…”

“And now, young Bakugo.” Toshi took the first place medal and stepped up to him. “Huh, this is a little much. Well, you did what you said you’d do in the pledge.” He unlocked the metal mouth guard, tossing it back to Midnight, who held it up in disgust, spit dripping from the inside. “You’re true to your word!”

“All Might,” Katsuki growled angrily. “Winning first place this way… doesn’t prove that I’m the best one here!! Even if the world considers me the winner, I refuse to accept it like this!!”

Zuku sweatdropped. “Kacchan is so angry…”

“Yep,” I responded. “But that’s nothin’ new is it?”

He bit his lip. “No, but…”

“Worried that everyone will look at him poorly?”

He nodded.

“Probably, but that’s fine. Not everyone has to understand that idiot, as long as we do.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“I’m a woman, Zuku, I’m always right.” I grinned, ruffling his hair.

“In a world where we’re constantly being compared to one another, there are very few who can keep their eyes focused on the top spot,” Toshi spoke up, forcing his gaze back to the blonde, which he was clearly unnerved by. “You’re one of them. Please accept this medal, even if you have to think of it as a scar, something you’ll never forget.”

“I don’t want that piece of garbage!!”

“Come on, now.” Toshi tried to put it around his neck but he slammed his head back and the strap went over the bridge of his nose instead.

“Get that trash off of me, you idiot!!”

Toshi tugged it down hard and the strap fell between Katsuki’s teeth. “Here they are, the winners of this year’s sports festival! But listen closely,” he turned toward the crowd of students. “Any of you first-years could have ended up standing on these podiums! Think about what you’ve done today! You’ve challenged each other, learned, and climbed even closer to your goals of being pros! I think the next generation of heroes is proving to be our most promising one yet! So, I have one more thing to say – I want to hear everyone yell it with me!”

While that idiot screamed ‘thanks for your hard work!’, the crowd screamed, ‘plus ultra!’. A couple seconds of stunned silence passed before the crowd and students started to boo him, much to his displeasure.

“What?! That was the perfect time to say ‘plus ultra’, All Might!”

“Oh, well, yeah, I guess, but… everyone did such a good job!” He cried in protest.

What a complete fucking dork. Me and Zuku exchanged a look before we started laughing.

それ以上に上昇 ☆ Third Person

Felix grunted as he watched the awards ceremony taking place at U.A. High School. The camera panned across the first, second, and third place students, but the man had no interest in them. His knee bounced impatiently as he waited for the camera to pan toward the other students.

“Look, there she is.” Ryan pointed his finger, leaning forward. Two sets of lime green eyes stared at Jen Winchester as she had her arm around Izuku Midoriya, the two of them laughing together. And then the angle changed again, capturing the filled stadium as people cheered and laughed.

“A technicality,” Felix muttered under his breath, his large hand resting on his bearded chin. “What do you think it could be?”

Ryan tilted his head, orange-tipped bangs sliding across his eyes. “I’m not sure. Perhaps they didn’t want to bring too much attention to her given who her mother is.”

“That makes no sense!” He huffed, folding his arms over his broad chest. His Irish accent became more pronounced in his frustration. “If they didn’t want to display her, they shouldn’t have allowed her to compete!”

“It’s possible that they are punishing her for the sins of her mother,” Ryan hummed, crossing one leg over the other. “But that hardly seems like a thing U.A. would do.”

“There’s only one way to find out!” Felix jumped up, heading for the door. When Ryan didn’t move, he stopped and tilted his head expectantly. “Well, what are you waitin’ for, boyo?”

“Stall the ball for a minute, pops.” Ryan sighed, brushing his bangs aside before standing up and motioning toward the desk to his left. “You can’t just up and leave to another country. You are the number five hero of Ireland.”

The man’s eye twitched in annoyance, but he knew his young son was right. He was a pro hero and he had responsibilities to attend to before he could leave. “Fine!” He grinned brightly, rolling back the sleeves of his long-sleeved shirt. “Let’s get to work, then!”

Ryan chuckled, shaking his head at his father. He glanced back at the TV, now showing highlights from the festival. ‘We’ll see you soon… Jen Winchester.’

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Bodyguard II: Familial Ties (Part II - Chapter 9) (Brendon Urie x Reader)

With a small smile, you watched as Thor helped Jane down from the ladder, revelling in the cuteness while you made your way towards the entrance to the lab. You barely set foot inside before you were tackled.

Aaron’s body collided with yours in a massive hug that knocked the wind out of you, allowing you to only get the tiniest of giggles out as you hugged him back.

“I missed you, too.”

“How are you, love?”

“Good,” you smiled, pulling away and rubbing your hand at the back of his head affectionately. “Thor and I had a training session last night, and I think it’s safe to say that I won’t be shutting down any cities anytime soon.”

Aaron laughed happily. “That’s great!”

“What’s great?” Selvig asked, shuffling into the kitchen area tiredly.

You and Aaron shared a look before you swiftly covered up; things might have been better, but you still weren’t entirely comfortable with broadcasting your abilities to the world.

“Oh, that problem I left to take care of? It’s all sorted.”

Which technically wasn’t a lie.

Selvig nodded in understanding, rubbing his eyes. “Nice to hear your great-aunt is okay.”

Smiling at the older man, you sneaked a wink at Aaron – garnering a beautiful smile in response – and turned to make some coffee.

Ten minutes later, the rest of your group had joined you, and four of you were sitting at the table, sipping coffee while Thor and Jane prepared the eggs for breakfast.

Jane scooped the eggs from the hotplate and placed them on the plates, which Thor carried over and placed in front of each of you.

“Thanks,” Darcy beamed.

“You’re very welcome,” Thor bowed his head and pulled up a seat for himself, Jane joining with a couple more plates.

The lot of you proceeded to dig in, while across the street on the roof of one of the buildings, Agents Garrett and Cale surveyed your group, bored out of their wits. Cale watched you through the lab windows with binoculars and Garrett listened to the comm.

“They want an update,” he said, turning to Cale.

“Tell them he’s eating eggs.”

“Scrambled or fried?” Garrett asked, getting a glare from his colleague before speaking into the comm, “Target is eating eggs, sir. We’ll keep you posted.”

✧ ✧ ✧

Security room. S.H.I.E.L.D desert base.

Coulson raced into the room as Dallon called up satellite footage of the Bifrost storm that was currently occurring on the computer monitor.

“What the hell was that?” Coulson questioned.

“I don’t know, sir,” Dallon shook his head, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, only to have them fall down again, “We got massive energy readings out of nowhere, then they just disappeared. Fifteen miles due northwest.”

“Let’s go take a look.”

✧ ✧ ✧

Bifrost landing site.

Amidst the fury of the Bifrost storm, the Warriors Three and Sif dropped to the ground in the New Mexico desert. They clambered to their feet as the Bifrost quickly receded, the hole in the sky closing up behind it. The rainbow bridge’s runes covered the desert sand around them.

“He must have landed nearby,” Volstagg said, glancing around to gather his bearings, “It’s time to put our tracking skills to work. Spread out. Check the sand for indentations of his boot prints.”

Fandral piped up next, trailing his finger in the air. “The winds would have blown them away by now. We should look for signs of a campfire.”

“Or we could just start there,” Sif suggested, pointing behind the group to the town in the distance – the only visible sign of civilisation – and to Hogun, who had already taken initiative and started walked towards it.

Volstagg and Fandral traded looks, their egos bruised, before the former spoke again.

“It’s worth a look, I suppose,” he shrugged, and the party began trooping towards the town.

Townsfolk stared in wonder at the Warriors Three and Sif as they strolled down the street in all their Asgardian splendour, paying no mind to the strange looks they were receiving.

A little way down the street, a boy hit a baseball, which rolled under a parked car. He ran to retrieve it, but couldn’t reach it. Suddenly, the side of the car rose into the air. The boy looked over, his mouth dropping open at what he saw – Volstagg easily held the car up with one hand.

Volstagg picked up the boy’s ball, then dropped the car. He handed the ball back to the boy, reaching out to tousle his hair.

“There you go, lad!” he boomed.

The boy just stared, standing frozen, as the Asgardians headed off.

“Is it just me,” Volstagg continued, addressing his fellow Asgardians as he looked at the surrounding streets and buildings, “or does Earth look a little different to you?”

Sif shrugged, looking around as well. “It has been a thousand years…”

“Things change so fast here. You leave for a millennium, and it’s like the whole neighbourhood’s gone.” Volstagg sniffed, picking up a scent. “Perhaps we should split up.”

From the rooftop, Agents Cale and Garrett spotted Sif, Fandral and Hogun walking down the street.

“Is there a Renaissance Faire in town?” Garrett scrunched his face up.

“Call it in,” Cale instructed.

Before either of them could, Volstagg rose up behind them, smashing their heads together. They were out like a light.

“Never cared for spies,” Volstagg grunted.

He started to move away, then saw their bag of fast food on the ground. Intrigued, he pulled out a cheeseburger and took a bite.

“Exquisite.”

✧ ✧ ✧

Jane’s lab.

Your little group made a charming team, tidying up after breakfast – washing, drying, and putting plates and utensils away.

The front door burst open.

“Found you!”

All of you turned to see Sif and the Warriors Three, staring baffled at the sight of the domestic Thor drying dishes in mortal clothing. Jane was so startled at the sudden intrusion that she dropped a plate; it went shattering on the floor.

“My friends!” Thor happily raced over to greet his comrades while the rest of you watched from across the room.

You and Jane looked concerned, while Selvig, Darcy and Aaron eyed them with wonder.

“I don’t believe it…” the two doctors spoke in unison, totally in awe.

“Who are they?” Darcy asked.

Volstagg took the liberty of answering. “Lady Sif and the Warriors Three. Surely you’ve heard tales of Hogun the Grim, Fandral the Dashing, and I, Volstagg the Svelte?”

Selvig looked pointedly at Volstagg’s massive gut. The Warrior shifted awkwardly.

“Well, perhaps I’ve put on a little more muscle since I was here last.”

“That would have been a thousand years ago?” Jane frowned. “Northern Europe?”

“Exactly!” Volstagg beamed, “Those lovely herring people. They worshipped us!”

Thor grinned, laying a hand of the Warrior’s shoulder. “My friends, I’ve never been happier to see anyone. But you should not have come.”

Fandral stepped up. “We’re here to take you home.”

“You know I can’t,” Thor’s face fell, “My father is dead because of me. I must remain in exile.”

The other Asgardians exchanged puzzled looks, with Sif being the one to inform him.

“Thor… your father still lives.”

✧ ✧ ✧

Bifrost landing site.

A few S.H.I.E.L.D vehicles were parked by the site, with a few agents standing nearby as scientists took readings. Coulson kneeled, examining the Bifrost runes. He turned to one of the agents.

“Get somebody from Linguistics out here.”

Just then, they heard a rumbling overhead, as the Bifrost storm roared in the sky above. Coulson and the rest of the agents scrambled for cover, the vehicle windshields shattering as the storm grew in strength. Finally, the hole in the sky overhead opened, and the funnel cloud exploded out of it, touching down onto the desert floor. The agents used their arms to shelter their eyes from the maelstrom.

From behind the SUV they sought cover at, the agents lowered their arms once it was safe to do so, and peered around the vehicle. They were met with the sight of the Destroyer – a towering entity making its way toward them.

“Is that one of Stark’s?” one of the agents queried, staring at the adversary in awe.

“I don’t think so,” Coulson shook his head, then shrugged lightly, “But the guy doesn’t tell me anything.”

Stepping forward, Coulson grabbed a megaphone from inside the SUV and called out to the Destroyer.

“Hello! You’re using unregistered weapons technology. Please identify yourself.”

There was an audible hum in the air as the Destroyer’s fiery energy began to power up inside of it, prompting Coulson to step back and flail his free hand around.

“Incoming!” he warned.

The agents scrambled for cover yet again, just in time to dodge a blast of energy from the Destroyer; it hit one of the SUVs, blowing it to pieces. Aiming their weapons, the agents returned fire.

✧ ✧ ✧

Main street.

Townspeople filled the streets, staring at the fire fight in the distance. The Asgardian members of your recently expanded group prepared for battle, as Thor turned to address Jane.

“Leave this town now. Get yourself and your friends to safety.”

“What about you?” she frowned, shaking her head.

“I must stay and fight,” Thor answered, as his friends looked at him uneasily, “I’m still a warrior,” he reminded them, “and I will fight by your side.”

“So will I,” you stepped up, much to the surprise of Jane, Selvig and Darcy.

Aaron stood with a proud smile and when the others noticed his lack of concern, they looked at him in confusion.

“Long story,” he brushed them off, waving his hand dismissively.

“It would be an honour to have you fight alongside us, Skadi,” Volstagg gave you a huge smile, which you returned, before he turned to Thor with a frown, “But you! You’re but a mortal now. You’ll get yourself killed.”

“Or one of us, trying to protect you,” Fandral chimed.

“The best thing you can do is get the mortals to safety and leave the battle to us,” Sif added in agreement.

Thor looked at the townsfolk all around, all of them oblivious to the oncoming threat.

“You’re right,” he nodded, much to Sif’s surprise; he wasn’t one to normally relent so easily.

Thor turned to the four mortals. “Help me clear the streets. I’ll let none of these people die this day.”

Thor, Jane, Selvig, Darcy and Aaron started herding the crowd of townsfolk off the street, and with a quick nod between you all, you, Sif and the Warriors Three headed across town, towards the Destroyer.

“Keep him distracted,” Sif instructed before hurrying off, the rest of you continuing towards the behemoth.

“What do you think?” Fandral asked his fellow Warriors as he sized up the enemy, “’The Svartalfheim Twist’? ‘Kiss of the Hag’? ‘Face Full of Boot’?”

Volstagg grinned eagerly. “’The Flying Mountain’!”

Hogun and Fandral groaned.

“Not ‘The Flying Mountain’!” Fandral protested, “It threw out my back for a year last time!”

“Trust me, it’ll work.”

Watching the three with a worried expression, you mumbled to yourself under your breath. “I can’t believe that this is my life now.”

From down the street, Thor looked on anxiously as the four of you got into position before the Destroyer.

“They fight bravely,” he commented to Jane, “but they won’t be able to hold it back for long.”

Hogun and Fandral took off running towards the Destroyer, as Volstagg stood limbering up. When he received the cue from Fandral, he sprinted forward at full speed and caught up to his comrades, who grabbed him on either side and with all their Asgardian might, hurled the voluminous warrior into the air and at the black mental behemoth.

“For Asgaaaaard!” Volstagg yelled.

The Destroyer was unable to react fast enough, and Volstagg crashed into the creature. For a moment, it seemed as if it might have worked, but the enemy remained grounded on its feet. It lifted Volstagg into the air by the scruff of his neck and savagely hurled him at Hogun and Fandral, smashing into them.

Sif leaped off a nearby rooftop with her two-headed spear and plunged it deep into the back of the creature. It stood there motionless, the fire dimming in its faceplate and Sif standing atop its back. The Asgardians had a brief moment of hope.

But it dissipated when the creature stirred with life, its fire igniting once again. Sif looked of with growing trepidation as slowly, unnaturally, the Destroyer spun its torso around one hundred and eighty degrees to face its attackers.

It released a blast of fire at Sif, and that moment was your time to step up. Throwing your hand out, you created an ice blast to counteract the fire, giving Sif the opportunity to dive off of the creature before she got hurt.

The Destroyer rose again to its full height, pulling free from Sif’s spear, the weapon slipping through the slats of its armour.

The four of you huddled together and tried to regroup, when the creature unleashed another blast. You created an ice shield this time, projecting it forward to protect you all. The collision was so powerful that it sent each of you flying in different directions.

Thor saw all of you lying injured on the ground, but had no time to act, as the Destroyer fired in his direction.

“No,” you groaned, pushing yourself up and trying to fire after the blast, but to no avail.

A storefront near the lab exploded, knocking all of your friends off of their feet. Thor helped Jane and Aaron helped Darcy up, when they noticed Selvig lying on his back amidst the debris, impaled by a twisted piece of iron.

They hurried to his side. He was losing blood, and going into shock. Jane took his hand as Thor spotted Hogun’s pouch of healing stones lying in the middle of the street, where it had landed when he was sent flying through the air only a few moments ago.

Thor made a break for the pouch, dodging through the flaming wreckage, then grabbing it and racing back. He opened the pouch to find the fragile stones crushed and useless. He poured the contents out in his hand.

“Come on… give me one!” he growled.

Amidst the useless powder, he finally found one stone still intact. Thor tossed the pouch aside and held the stone over the end of the iron rod.

“What are you doing?” Jane asked, “What is that?”

As the stone began to glow, Thor crushed it. The others looked on, amazed, as the glowing powder fell upon the piece of iron, dissolving it, heading downwards until it reached Selvig’s wound, healing it completely.

Thor looked down the street, seeing his wounded friends and cousin still lying there, as Selvig sat up in utter astonishment. The doctor reached through the hole in his shirt to touch his healed flesh.

Looking to Jane, he raised one brow. “I’m really starting to like him.”

Jane turned, only to see that Thor had already taken off down the street. The god reached you and Sif, lying dazed, battered and bloodied on the ground. He quickly pulled you behind a burning vehicle before doing the same to Sif.

“Go, while you can!” he urged both of you.

“But the others…” you argued, shaking your head.

“You can’t help them now. Your jobs are to survive.”

Sif struggled to sit up as he snapped back. “No! I will die a warrior’s death. Stories will be told of this day-“

Thor gently took her shield from her. “Live and tell those stories yourself.”

At last, she nodded. Thor spotted Volstagg lying unconscious, with Hogun and Fandral lying nearby, and rushed over to them.

Volstagg was barely breathing. Thor tried to pull him to safety, but it was no use; he wouldn't budge. The god roused Hogun and Fandral.

“Get him out of here!”

“No. Can still fight!” Fandral stood up confidently.

“But not win. Move Volstagg, or he’ll die!” Thor looked at his friends and seeing their forlorn expressions, grinned in assurance. “Don’t worry, my friends. I have a plan.”

The two Warriors reluctantly grabbed their fallen friend and dragged him away from the battlefield. After they went, Thor turned back to the Destroyer, then tossed Sif’s shield aside. He strode down the street towards the behemoth, completely defenceless.

“Brother…” Thor called out, striding closer, “for whatever I have done to wrong you, whatever I have done to lead you to do this, I am sorry. But these people have done nothing to you. They are innocents.” He continued towards the Destroyer. “Take my life, and know I will never return to Asgard.”

Thor reached the Destroyer and extended his arms. The creature hesitated; sizing up the defenceless Thor, then swatted him with its enormous arm. The sickening crack of breaking bones resounded in the air as Thor went flying.

He landed in a crumpled, broken heap in front of Smith Motors, before Jane, Selvig, Darcy and Aaron. The wounded Asgardians watched helplessly from down the street, a look of horror on their faces. Jane tried to rush out to Thor’s aid, but Selvig held her back.

“Jane, no!” He pulled her to safety.

Thor’s eyes closed, his last breath leaving his lips. The Destroyer stood over Thor’s body, lowering its head towards him. It opened its faceplate, locking it in place and readying to release its fiery blast.

With a shake of your head and fuelled by rage, you charged down the street, running towards the creature with determination. Aaron went crazy when he saw you, crying out desperately for you to get away.

But you stood your ground, clenching your jaw as you replied. “I’m not losing anyone else.” You looked from the doctor, to Thor, to the Destroyer, assuming a battle stance. “Not if I can help it.”

As if on cue, the creature opened its mouth and released its blast, but you were ready for it, and with a loud yell, extended two open hands in front of you, projecting a torrent of ice that resisted the fiery blast.

Meanwhile, inside the crater at the S.H.I.E.L.D base, the runes on the side of Mjolnir reappeared, burning bright. Electricity started to crackle on the hammer’s surface and scientists beside it took notice as it vibrated, and a rumble came from overhead. They looked up, seeing clouds forming in the sky above.

Just then, with a crack and a flash of lightning, Mjolnir flew straight up into the air like a rocket.

You were still going at it, producing a seemingly never-ending surge of ice at the creature to keep the fire at bay. It was preventing it, yes, but you were struggling to get it to stop.

Projecting continuously took a lot out of you, and you could hear your heartbeat in your ears and feel the blood rush to your head as your stance became shaky. But you pushed through, refusing to give up despite the fact that you were beginning to slip away.

Just when you thought you couldn't take anymore, a blinding bolt of lightning struck down from above, colliding with the Destroyer’s blast. The explosion was massive, and you mustered up a shield to protect yourself from it as it sent the Destroyer flying backwards, a cloud of dust enveloping the street.

As the smoke cleared, there stood the Mighty Thor, clad in his full battle armour, holding Mjolnir in his hand – the God of Thunder once more. Thor kneeled, bringing Mjolnir down onto the ground.

Lightning shot of out the sky and struck the Destroyer, causing it to convulse. With a smile on your face, you watched it all occur, your smile growing even bigger when your cousin extended a hand to help you up.

“Hey, how come I don’t get the fancy cape and armour?” you pouted slightly, making Thor chuckle.

“You’ve got the hair,” he reminded.

You shrugged, smirking slightly. “True.”

The two of you looked at each other for a few seconds, both knowing what the other was thinking. Then, you turned to the creature.

“Ready?”

“Always.”

With a deep breath, you shut your eyes and summoned all of your power; when you reopened them, your hair and eyes assumed their platinum colour as you raised yourself up on an ice platform.

Beside you, Thor swung Mjolnir around, taking off straight up into the air, as the Destroyer got back on its feet and looked up at the two gods in front of him.

Storm clouds gathered around Thor as he summoned gale force winds, and little snowflakes swirled from your fingers as you moved them around. Debris from the battle began to rise up into the sky, but the Destroyer remained in its spot, kept grounded by the ice you had solidified around its feet.

It lifted its head up at Thor, opened its faceplate and unleashed its blast. Thor dove downwards straight at it, with Mjolnir before him. The hammer collided with the fiery energy blast, overpowering it and pushing it back, forcing it down at the Destroyer.

The God of Thunder jammed his hammer deep into the creature’s faceplate, forcing the fiery energy to build up inside the creature and explode within it.

Thor smashed the Destroyer to the ground in a tremendous heap, the fire within it extinguished forever.

Pulling Mjolnir from the faceplate, Thor walked away from its lifeless carcass. As he did so, the other objects and debris pulled into the air by the gale force winds dropped down from the skies around the Destroyer, burying it. You descended too, joining your cousin.

Now that it was safe, your friends and the rest of the Asgardians hurried over to the two of you. A battered Coulson and several S.H.I.E.L.D agents approached as well.

“Just a man, huh?”

✧ ✧ ✧

Minutes later. Bifrost landing site.

“Heimdall!” Thor called up to the sky, “Open the Bifrost!”

Nothing happened at Thor’s request, prompting the god to look to the other Asgardians in concern.

“He would open it if he could. I fear the worst.”

“Then we’re trapped here forever,” Volstagg remarked.

“Then I suppose we’d best start settling into our new lives.” Fandral looked to Darcy, turning on the charm. “Are all Earth maidens as fair as you?”

Enjoying the attention, Darcy smiled coyly. “No.”

Thor shouted back up to the sky in a second attempt to reach the gatekeeper. “Heimdall!”

Suddenly, the Bifrost exploded down from the sky. Thor grinned, as the mortals looked on in amazement.

Fandral turned to Darcy with an apologetic face. “Sorry, my love. These things happen.”

He walked off to join the other Asgardians at their side, as Thor turned to Coulson.

“Know this, son of Coul. You and I, we fight for the same cause – they protection of this world. From this day forward, count me as your ally.” He paused for a beat, then continued. “If you return the items you have stolen from Jane Foster.”

“Not stolen. Borrowed.” Jane shot him a look, and Coulson quickly proceeded. “You’ll get your equipment back. You’re going to need it to continue your research… which, after today’s events, S.H.I.E.L.D would like to fully sponsor. If that’s all right with you.”

Thor took Jane’s hand and kissed it tenderly. She looked at him, her eyes filled with the fear that she may never see him again.

“Whatever fate lies before me, you are part of it,” he said to her before taking her in his arms and kissing her passionately.

When he pulled away, he turned his attention to you. “As are you, (Y/N).”

“Of course.” You nodded. “Family first, right?”

Thor gave a small smile. “Are you certain I cannot convince you to return with me to Asgard?”

“Nah,” you declined his offer, looking around the area, “I have my own duties to perform. Here.” Your gaze landed on Aaron next to you, and you smiled softly at him before looking back to Thor. “This is my home.”

Thor bowed his head slightly to show his understanding, then looked to Aaron.

“Farewell, Aaron Jacobson. Thank you for your help, and thank you for taking care of (Y/N).”

“Oh, it’s-“ the usually silver-tongued doctor was suddenly at a loss for words, “No need to thank me. Really.”

With a smile, Thor glanced back at you. “He cares deeply for you, you know.”

Looking at Aaron, you beamed brightly, maintaining eye contact with him even while answering Thor. “I know.”

“Until we meet again,” Thor said finally, stepping back.

“Until we meet again,” you nodded in agreement.

With a final smile, Thor and the Asgardians leapt into the Bifrost.

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dietaku · 5 years ago

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Amazing Quest 1: Chapter 1

An older project I was part of. This isn’t going to replace Photon Breaker Zechs; just something else for you all to enjoy. This is an Infrequently Asked Questions; a walk-through for a game which doesn’t exist.

Cast:

Hiro D. Protagonist

Class: Pudding Warrior

Element: Light

Weapons: Swords/Shields

The hero of the story, he has the ability to transform into the powerful Pudding form. He also is something of an idealist and romantic; something both his party-members and enemies capitalize on (read: rib on endlessly).

Ozma Zorus Toruble

Class: Martial Princess

Element: Fire

Weapons: Knuckles

The princess of the Toruble kingdom, and practitioner of the ancient fighting art of Tsien-Do. She has many detractors (Waaa, waaaaa, MUH MOE PRINCESS) but her head-exploding effectiveness cannot be denied.

Kimyawa

Class: Ninja Elite

Element: Wind

Weapons: Shuriken

A buxom kunoichi that Hiro and Ozma rescues from the Dark Puddings, she is a cheerful young woman and also a complete glass cannon. Her toss ability, combined with her insane speed and high attack makes her popular with offensively-minded players.

Loyroll

Class: The Loyroll

Element: N/A

Weapons: Swords

Loyroll. Just Loyroll. There's really no other way to describe Kimaywa's brother. Well, alright, I'll try. Imagine Elton John and Oscar Wilde. Those two fused into one being combined with every Kurosawa hero, that's Loyroll. He fights the Dark Puddings, but only between his true calling: fighting Dinosaurs. Can you match his tempo?

Mancala

Class: Happy Merchant Mermaid

Element: Water

Weapons: Abacus

A ruthless capitalist mermaid who seeks to further her own ends, no matter the cost. This means she'll stoop to no low to keep her investments in the black. Good thing for Hiro, she's on his side, lest his life would be a living hell. Wait....

Moore

Class: Miner

Element: Earth

Weapons: Shovels

An unlucky miner who is trapped by Modt of the Dark Pudding's Heavenly Kings. If you rescue him, you gain a robust, steadfast companion, unfazed by the weirdness that Hiro seems to attract. Not that it makes the World of Dreams any more tolerable. :\

Deima

Class: Furry (Nyuck-Nyuck)

Element: N/A

Weapons: Staves

A powerful Chimera sorceress that assisted ancient Puddings seal Halst away. Her powerful magic makes her a potent ally, as does her adamant refusal to wear pants. She adds a.....unique air to Hiro's party.

Emilia the Sword God

Class: Dark Pudding Slayer

Element: N/A

Weapons: Emilia's Saber

If you manage to acquire Emilia's saber then you gain Hiro's brusque older sister as an ally. Her powerful Pease Pudding form makes her a much-needed relief to the unrelenting late-game. A shame, then, that she cannot use any weapons save her own saber.

Walk-through:

Chapter 1: From one Fire to....Another Fire!

(It is an Age of Myth. The Great Clan of Pudding has always sought to slay Evil and pursue Justice. To this end, they threw down the evil goddess Halst and sealed her in her Higher Realms. To keep her there, they made five Talismans of Power. However, in recent years, a legend of a goddess who can grant any wish if all Talismans are gathered has been circulating. Because of this, half of the Puddings have turned on their brethren. These Dark Puddings seek to dominate the world, and only their embattled cousins, the Light Puddings, can stop them....

It is an Age of Myth, and War. This is the Amazing Quest.)

(A group of people are in a house, as one runs in)

Man: The Dark Puddings are attacking!

You then take control of one of the people, the teenaged Hiro. Talk to the older looking woman In the corner with the green cloak and the blue hair.

Woman: Ah, Hiro, you're here. Those Dark Pudding bastards have arrived. I want you to get to the cellar. You're our last hope!

Hiro: But, Emilia! The Dark Puddings! They'll--

Emilia: Leave it to me! My P-Centage is the highest of our family!

(Emilia then leaves out of the door to the right)

You then take control of Emilia. Make your way outside, and you'll see the village is on fire. To the northeast is a series of turbaned soldiers and a single redheaded woman in a fez.

Fez Woman: Ah, Emilia the Sword God makes her appearance. Soldier! What is her P-Centage?

Soldier:(Fiddling with a handheld screen) It's....It's over--

Fez Woman: I swear to Lulz, if you continue down this road, you'll be sorry!

Soldier: Yes, Lady Jaydea! Her P-Centage is just short of Four Thousand.

Jaydea: Heh, I didn't think the Sword God was so weak. Soldiers! Dispose of her!

(Five soldiers surround Emilia)

Emilia: I'm getting way too elegant for this shit.

You're then thrust into a battle with five D. Pudding Soldiers. This isn't even a challenge. Merely engage Pudding Form, and use the Steam Breath attack to kill them all. Something that always gets me, though, is Emilia's arm shaking idle-motion, as if she's pleasuring her energy saber. How very phallic, Jeffcom.

Jaydea: ….Interesting...But there's one thing you did not calculate.

Emilia: That you're a punk-ass bitch?

Jaydea: You insolent little cur!

You're then thrust into battle with Jaydea. However, there's nothing you can do. After three turns, she'll engage her Pudding form, and it's over. However, for funniness' sake, use Emilia's “Choice Words” skill to make Jaydea freak out at your sick burns.

Jaydea: (Standing over Emilia's smoldering body) I think we're done here. Men! Move out!

You then take control of Hiro, and can move freely about. The Dark Puddings are no longer there, but the village, or Firstown, as the store owner tells you, is in ruins.

Pudding Elder: Hiro! You survived!

Hiro: I know, it was crazy!

Pudding Elder: I am sorry to say, your sister has passed away--

Hiro: Emilia?! NOOOOOOOOOOO

Pudding Elder: Let me finish! She and that Jaydea woman passed away over the Far Bridge, past Ddimel Nowhere! If you hurry, you can get to her! Hiro, you are the product of a breeding program to counter the Dark Puddings. Now is your chance to prove your worth!

Hiro: Wow, um, I'll do my best!

Pudding Elder: Yeah, no pressure or anything, but we're all depending on you.

Hiro: Erm, thanks.

The first thing to do after the elder tells you this is to go onto the Overworld, and grind until you reach level 5, when you get the Rice Pudding form. After you do so, make your way to the east, to a tower there. The sign calls it the Fog Tower, but its actual name in Japanese was “Toad Fortress,” so good going, translation team!

--Fog Tower--

The first thing you'll note, is that the humidity of the Tower lowers your speed significantly. Also, the tower has much tougher enemies than outside, with such lovelies as the Smooch Toad, the Friendly Frog, and the Sweaty Fly all tougher than the munchkins outside. However, you can easily get up to levels 8-9 thanks to them, so search around. The tower is pretty straightforward, and the healing fountains make it even easier. You'll find a buckler, several dengakus, and a Frog Diadem helmet. After you get all of these items, head to the northwest, where you'll find a dog dressed in a frog costume.

Frog-Dog: Woofwoofwoof! Now, we frogs will take over the region, all thanks to those Dark Puddings!

Hiro: Um, hello! Can I go through?

Frog-Dog: Woofwoofwoof! You! And that birthmark in the shape of a submarine! You must be the one Lady Jaydea told me of! We Frogs will not stand for this!

Hiro: Um, excuse me? I'm pretty sure you're a dog, not a frog.

Dog: That is impossible! I have smooth skin and a long tongue!

Hiro: That's a costume, and you're panting.

Dog: What of my regal bearing and webbed feet?

Hiro: What about your wagging tail?

Dog: I'll smash you to Kibbles and WOOF!

--Boss Battle!--

Frog-Dog King x1

LP: 1000

MP: 250

The Frog-Dog King is tough, unless you try Rice Pudding. Once you do, the sheer force of your awesome, stupendous...pathetically weak Pudding Form causes the King to double over with laughter, rendering him unable to act for the rest of the battle. Then, simply revert and assault him with normal attacks. If not, then prepare for “Sticky Tongue” and Water-1 to smack you to pieces. Not hard in either case, but still...

--Boss Battle!--

Frog-Dog King: WOOFWOOFWOOF! SO FUNNY! (Explodes)

Hiro: I'm the product of Pudding Eugenics, and I'm STILL this weak? What happened?

(At this, the air in the Tower cleared as the Frog-Dog's panting ceased)

At this, head outside, to find a grateful king and his entourage.

King: Ah, great Hero! You saved my castle from those detestable frogs!

Hiro: You too? It was a dog!

King: Now that the evil Frog King has been slain, we of Dimopint will happily assist against the Dark Puddings!

(At this point, the earth shakes and tosses everyone to the ground. The Fog Tower then collapses right in front of you)

King: Great God, the Dark Puddings must have [Quake Control]!

Hiro: How'd you do that?

King: Eh?

Hiro: Make something seem all important?

King: Oh, It's something that comes with the [Plot], now Hero, since you possess the [Holy Birthmark] you ought to take care of the Dark Puddings and their earthquakes! They have a camp to the southeast. Please avenge our home!

Hiro: (Grumbles)

You then need to proceed to the southeast, as directed, which will lead you to a city on the coast. You need to wait until it's night before you continue on, though, as the Dark Pudding soldiers will capture you, and therefore cause a Game Over. Once it's night, though, half of the Dark Puddings are asleep, allowing you to sneak by. Beware, though, those strange guns that they're carrying hurt, and if you alert them, they'll call more to compensate any you manage to defeat. Once you reach the middle of the city, there's a small building labeled “ Headquarters” enter there to find another dungeon, the Dark Pudding Underground.

--Dark Pudding Underground--

The Dark Pudding Underground is an interesting place. Apparently, the Dark Puddings either drilled directly into Hell or somehow managed to safely harness lava for their own purposes. Anyways, the path is straightforward, with few dead ends. I recommend leveling to 10 here before proceeding on to the end. You'll see why. After you find a rope bridge going north, be warned, a boss awaits you.

(Hiro walks across a bridge to see Jaydea conversing with a gigantic man wearing a metal helmet and another turbaned soldier)

Jaydea: The Light Puddings are no more, save for that so-called “God of Swords”

Man: We'll find a use for her soon enough. What of the search for the Talismans?

Soldier: (Pulls a silk sheet off a podium, revealing a gleaming brown jewel) My Lord, Zoddon, we have found it! The Earth Talisman!

Zoddon: Excellent, with this, our ambition is almost within our grasp.

Hiro: Hey! What are you doing? Where's Emilia?

Zoddon: Who is this?

Jaydea: Some pipsqueak of the Light Puddings. With the Sword God in our possession they have no notable fighters left.

Zoddon: Is that so? Boy, I'll say this for your own sake. Go back. This world...is corrupt. We of the Dark Puddings need to execute this ambition, for your sake, ours' and the entire World.

Hiro: And you burned down my village and kidnapped my sister for....what exactly?

Zoddon: I tire of this. Jaydea, dispose of him...

Jaydea: Torzus, dispose of him.

Torzus: (The soldier from earlier) Yes, my lady!

Zoddon: If you manage to survive this era, then come to see me again. I will be in the city of Gemadne on the Far Continent.

Hiro: You'll see!

(Jaydea and Zoddon step on a blue circle to the right and warp off)

Torzus: Don't forget about me, fool!

--Boss Battle!--

Torzus x1

Vulcan Machine x1

Torzus Stats

LP: 2000

MP: 300

Vulcan Machine Stats

LP: 1000

MP: 0

Torzus is difficult not because of himself, but because of the machine behind him. Every so often, he'll use the “Torzus fiddled with the Vulcan Machine” action, and you'll take 40+ damage due to seismic activity. The trick is to focus on the Vulcan Machine, until it dies, which will kill Torzus.

--Boss Battle!--

Torzus: Ugh, my brothers will avenge me!

(Torzus shifts the range dial to “Entire Continent” and smashes the ignition, as the machine hums and sparks dangerously)

Torzus: (Salutes) LIFE AND PROSPERITY TO EMPEROR ZODDON! (Explodes)

Hiro: Again with the exploding. I hope I don't do that.

Quickly, interact with the machine, which describes the “Massive energy flowing out of the machine.” It then asks if you'd like to remove the Earth Talisman. Do so, and then walk over to the blue circle where Zoddon and Jaydea warped out of. There's actually a hidden timer here, and if thirty seconds pass without you getting the Earth Talisman and walking over to the circle, then you'll get a Game Over, as the city explodes, and you get the message that “The Era of War never Ended”

However, if you DO...

Hiro: WARP!

(Nothing happens and the shaking grows stronger)

Hiro: Uh....WARP! WARP! WARP! PLEASE!

(The circle begins to spark)

Hiro: Oh, Cra--

(The entire Dark Pudding Camp explodes violently, collapsing into the earth, as Hiro is launched violently into the sky)

(Meanwhile, in nearby Toruble, a Pyrophobics Anonymous picnic is taking place, as a flaming star descends on it)

Hiro: -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!

(The Picnic is then consumed by the impact, leaving a smoldering crater, which a large, muscle-bound woman looks into)

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yoolee · 7 years ago

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Samurai Love BALLET Party - Ai’s Recital

A crack headcanon, because I CAN. By which I mean, I can’t seem to write anything lately, but I can go down weird rabbit holes still, so, why not drag an unwitting tumblr audience down one with me. OKAY. SO. IT IS DRESS REHEARSAL NIGHT for Ai’s first ever ballet recital.

Kenshin et. all have been expressly forbidden by Kanetsugu from attending the actual recital, but have been begrudgingly allowed to come to the final rehearsal on the condition that they behave

Kanetsugu is not actually optimistic regarding odds of success but it’s better than them trying (TRYING being the operative word) to be sneaky and inadvertently destroying opening night

So anyway he is engaged in the age old struggle of First Time Ballet Parent versus the Bobby Pin Bun, doing his best to put Ai’s hair in a bun that can withstand ballet mistress inspection

Ai is stoically and heroically Enduring

(Father doesn’t mean to stab her skull with bobby pins, she knows)

Kanetsugu runs out of bobby pins

With Immense Trepidation, he sends Yoshichi out for more

He would send Kagetsugu, but Kagetsugu is doing Ai’s stage makeup

(Kanetsugu can't he just can't he would cry, mascara is a Bad Word)

Ai thinks it's super cool that Tsugutsugu knows how to do makeup

His sister taught him, and please stop fidgeting unless you want crooked eyeliner

(Kanetsugu grumbles about eyeliner)

Ai sniffs and insists even if it IS crooked she will rock it - but it had better not be, okay? Please?

(Is that a hint of nerves in her voice?)

(NO NEVER but before Kanetsugu can comfort her)

WHOOSH

OH NO

OH YES

A PERFUMED TORNADO OF FLOWER PETALS

(run, run for your lives!)

(no one does, of course, they are either too busy being Confused, or they know exactly what it is and that there is no escape)

Kagetsugu has to stop applying blush because he's sneezing from pollen allergies

Kanetsugu is considering alternate places to stab bobby pins

You were expressly forbidden from coming back stage, Kenshin

Kenshin stands there, hands clasped, eyes shining.

Ignoring Kanetsugu

Of course

(Yoshichi, off on the Great Bobby Pin Quest, is woefully and completely lost)

Ai looks wonderful! Like a princess!

She raises her eyebrow

He amends, a princess that can strike fear into the conquered hearts of her battered foes

Ai smiles

Kageie is still flinging flower petals as he was instructed to do

Please stop flinging flower petals Kageie

He shrugs and wanders off

(Yoshichi has started leaving a trail of bobby pins in hopes he will find his way back)

Kenshin begins unloading presents

A bouquet of roses!

A bouquet of daisies!

A bouquet of roses AND daisies!

A music box!

(Where did Kageie go, anyway?)

A bracelet with ballet slippers!

A wheel of cheese!

A bolt of la--oh my gosh Kenshin stop she hasn't even danced yet

Kenshin wilts

Ai pats his arm and puts a flower in his hair. There, there, don't be sad

Kenshin blooms, clasps her hands, what a wise, kind young soul she is, what grace, what--

Kanetsugu whaps him with a daisy because he is CAUSING TROUBLE go sit in the audience geeze Kenshin

(Yoshichi doesn't know where he is but it smells like hairspray and tulle)

(He nervously tosses more bobby pins in his wake. Someone will find him)

Kenshin floats away

(Flower petals float in his wake)

(Speaking of, seriously where has Kageie gone)

(Kanetsugu thinks maybe he sees a flash of silver hair by the prima ballerina but surely not)

Kagetsugu shrugs and packs up his makeup, except suddenly there is a line waiting for his assistance because oh god have you tried putting on liquid eyeliner on a preteen it's impossible

Kagetsugu looks pained

There are puppy dog eyes

Kagetsugu sighs and unpacks makeup again

Relieved looks all around

(Hotaru has been dutifully following a trail of scattered bobby pins, politely picking them up as he comes across them)

Kagetsugu and Ai are having a (mercifully Kenshin free) pep talk

She is going to do wonderfully

Omg I know father

He loves her and he's so proud

Omg I know father

If she wants to throw her ballet slippers at Kenshin mid performance he fully supports her

OMG DAD

but awww it's very effective

She's proud of him too

After all her bun is ALMOST passable and only slightly crooked

Gestures for him to lean down

He gets a proud pat on the head

Good job, Papa

WEEP WITH HAPPY TEARS

but no time to linger on lovely emotion PLACES ARE BEING CALLED

Ballerinas slipping on flower petals right and left who covered the place in flower petals

Kagetsugu is like WAIT I HAVE THREE MORE BALLERINAS HERE UGH fine I’ll do it while they’re in line stop fidgeting do you know how hard it is to get a good wing when you’re fidgeting sheesh

(Seriously where did Kageie get off to? Kageie? Hello?)

Hotaru and Yoshichi have about a thousand bobby pins

What were they supposed to do with them again?

Pick locks maybe?

Where would they find locks?

They go look for locks

Kanetsugu debates sitting on the opposite side of the auditorium lest people deduce he knows the crazy man already wiping away tears in the front row

But he realizes he'll probably have to restrain Kenshin from standing ovations or leaping on stage so with a sigh he takes the seat to Kenshin’s left

Kageie slides into the seat on Kenshin’s right

Where have you been bro

He shrugs

“Fixing things”

(Well that's totally not concerning at all)

...where is Yoshichi?

(still lost)

THE LIGHTS DIM

THE CURTAIN OPENS

delicate strains of piano and violins lilt through the air!

A line of ballerinas flutter onto the stage!

(A few stray flower petals follow them)

Kenshin is crying

Kanetsugu is crying

Kageie is yawning

THE STORY UNFOLDS

A queen has been cursed by an evil magician to turn into a swan, returning to human form only during the night - GASP

A prince sees her and falls in love! - GASP

They decide to get married, but first, a ball where he must pick her out of a crowd! - GASP

But what's this, another woman who looks like the first appears and seduces the prince! - GASP

DESPAIR! Now the queen shall forever remain a swan, and--

Wait, wait what's happening

Kageie smiles

OH GOD

THE SWANS

THE SWAAAANS

THE SWANS ARE SWARMING!

They've built an army!

THEY ARE GOING TO FIGHT!

They're descending on the magician, on the ball, on the prince!

With great wallops of their wings, and powerful kicks from their swan legs, they surround the magician!

This is not how this story goes Kageie what did you do

Kageie shrugs.

He fixed it

Get on with your swanself, queenie.

You don’t need a man you’ve known for one night you’re better than that. You just need to find someone noble and good and strong to follow.

Like Kenshin

There is no Kenshin in the ballet story tho

But before they got that figured out Kageie wandered away

ANYWAY THE SWANS WIN

THE QUEEN STANDS TRIUMPHANTLY CENTER STAGE, WINGS SPREAD

Ai is dancing dutifully with the other young swans

the piano sounds a lil uncertain

like what do I do now?

BANG! CRASH!

Yoshichi and Hotaru stumble on stage

Startled by the bright lights, Hotaru stops

Yoshichi smacks into him

Bobby pins scatter everywhere

That magician gets up, trying to get the story back on track

He slips on the bobby pins

He falls, arms flailing as he pinwheels offstage and smacks into a set piece

It topples

Domino effect

Sets down everywhere

The castle crashes!

The lake teeters!

The forest trees are tumbling!

Feathers are flying!

Swans are leaping!

Princes are panicking!

OH THE HUMANITY

OH GOD, MAKE IT STOP!

Panicked, the stage manager yanks the curtain

FLOWER PETALS EXPLODE FROM THE CEILING

Kenshin pouts

Those were for AI’S dance

Omg Kenshin, please don't embarrass me in front of my swan army comrades

Sets are ruined

Story is derailed

Everyone’s eyeliner is on point

Stage is a hazard zone of petals and pins and scattered sequins

Silence

Too tired to sigh, Kanetsugu stands up

He gives his little girl a bouquet of pink flowers wrapped in a pretty ribbon

She beams

And takes a bow

#slbp #samurai love ballad party #slbp kenshin #slbp kageie #slbp kanetsugu #slbp ai #slbp yoshichi #slbp hotaru #slbp kagetsugu #NO REGRETS #get down with your swan selves #kanetsugu #ai #kenshin #yoshichi #hotaru #kagetsugu #kageie

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janethepegasus · 6 years ago

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BMC Miraculous Ladybug AU RP Thing: Party Maniac

An RP related to the BMC Miraculous Ladybug AU ( @pika-ace ) AKA the LONGEST RP ME AND KIRSTY EVER DONE. Like....holy crap we spent like....almost TWO DAYS doing the damn RP! 0_0

(A few warnings here: One, violence, sexual themes, and alcohol are present here, so if you’re not into this stuff or young, then avoid it. Two, there is one scene in the RP where one of the characters is shakened up and is reminded of a trauma they went through, please don’t spam at me telling me that “this is not how trauma works” cause it usually ends up with the person getting upset if they relive those horrible memories, And Three, there IS a mention of an RP me and Kirsty did long ago (that’s buried under THOUSANDS of RPs) but long story short.....an akuma tried to do kinky sex with Eric.....that’s all you need to know.)

Anyway, here’s the longest RP we’ve ever done!

(It’s the middle of the night, almost everyone is asleep and barely anyone is out) (Suddenly, a portal opened up in the middle of the street and suddenly a HUGE swarm of party crazed people race out of it, with an Akuma taking the lead) (They swarm the streets, going insane on what they do) (Some time later, Jeremy wakes up to the sound of his phone buzzing)

Jeremy: *sleepily* Oh god whaaaaat...?

(It was a call from Eric)

Jeremy: This better be good... *picks up* Hello?

Eric: Jeremy, sorry i had to wake you up but......do you hear the noise going on outside?

Jeremy: Uhh... *blinks and listens* Uh...yeah kinda?

Eric: Well i can hear it a bit more clearer. I don't know what the hell is going on out there.

(Jeremy gets up and looks out his window) (He sees a bunch of guys running around the neighborhood, knocking down stuff like trash cans and playing loud music from their phones)

Jeremy: Oooookay I think I see what you mean now... 0_0

Eric: What? What's going on out there?

Jeremy: Basically it looks like a giant frat party is parading down the streets...

Eric: Hold on i'll check outside.....*few seconds later* Oh Jesus! 0_0

Jeremy: Yeah...I think we should text the others and tell them not to go outside 0_0

Eric: Yes, it's best NONE of us go outside until this dies down! 0_0

(They hang up and Eric turns to Jordan who's lying next to him and just waking up) Jordan: What's going on, peach?

Eric: There's some giant frat party going on outside.....it's best if no one goes outside for tonight.....

Jordan: Really? What the hell kind of fraternity would be doing that at this hour?

Eric: ......Everything.

Jordan: Well, at least they're not too loud. C'mon, I'm sure they'll be gone by morning.

Eric: Yeah.....hopefully....

(Eric climbs back into bed with Jordan and they try to go back to sleep; meanwhile, Jeremy has finishes sending all his friends a mass text before trying to go back to sleep himself)

(After a couple of minutes, they were suddenly awoken to the sound of a car exploding)

Jordan: What the hell?!

(Eric jumps out of bed and looks outside the window, seeing that someone lit someone else's car on fire)

Eric: Oh my god... (Jordan gets up and looks out with him) Jordan: Jesus...

(Eric looks at the crowd of drunks, who seem to be holding someone with red hair)

Eric: Oh my god, Jordan! Th-That's Gavin!!

Jordan: What?!

Jordan: What the hell are they doing to him?! (Eric grabs his phone and calls Jeremy again)

(Jeremy wakes up and picks up the phone)

Jeremy: Yeah? Eric: I think we have a BIG problem Jeremy.

Jeremy: Wha? What happened?

Eric: Well not only are these guys blowing things up but they have Gavin!

Jeremy: Wait WHAT?!

(He then hears Jordan in the background) Jordan: Uh Will? I don't think Gav's the only one they snatched!

Eric: What?!

Jeremy: Eric? Eric: ...Oh shit! Jeremy: WHAT?! Eric: They have Tobias and the trinity...and I think I see more!

Jeremy: Oh my god.... 0_0

Eric: I don't think this is some random party...

Jeremy: Well no shit, they got our friends! >:(

Jordan: It's gotta be an akuma; all our friends down there are in costume! ???: It IS an akuma. (Eric and Jordan look up to see Wise Owl flying in front of their window)

Eric: Joe!

(They quickly let him in) Jeremy: *over the phone* Joe?! He's with you guys?!

Eric: Yeah, just now!

Owl: Jeremy you stay where you are until we come to get you, and tell any other holders that haven't been captured to do the same. This is a dangerous bunch we're dealing with

Jeremy: O-Okay! I'll let everyone know!

(Jeremy hangs up) Jordan: So, what kind of akuma are we dealing with?

Owl: A party mad akuma, his ONLY motivation is to create, and i'm quoting the akuma here....*ahem* (air quotes) "the best party ever".

Eric: Oh great...that already sounds like a headache...

Owl: Yes, and for some odd reason, he doesn't seem focused on taking our Miraculous, but rather just take us and use us Miraculous Holders for whatever they desire.

Jordan: How many of our friends have been snatched already?

Owl: Last time i checked, he almost captured almost all of the Miraculous Armada.

Eric: Oh god...

Owl: The only people that haven't been captured yet is you two, Jeremy, Michael, Lin, Post, and myself.

Jordan: I hope we can get to 'em in one piece...going outside sounds terrifying now...

Owl: Indeed.....

(Eric and Jordan transform and they head out of their apartment with Owl)

(Meanwhile with Jeremy, he just sent a text everyone in the Miraculous Armada)

Michael: *text* I saw! Post: *text* Yeah, it's really scary!

Lin: *text* Nothing like that's going on at New York but DAMN i can hear the ECHOES of it from here! 0_0

Jeremy: *text* I'm getting worried about the others, they haven't said a word

Michael: *text* Maaaybe they're surprisingly still asleep???

Lin: *text* Somehow, I doubt that...

Michael: *text* I'm trying not to assume the worse okay?!

(Just then, there's a tap on Jeremy's window and he looks up to see Cyber, Timber, and Owl outside)

Jeremy: Oh! (runs towards the window)

(He opens it and lets them in) Jeremy: Hey guys!

Owl: Hello.

Jeremy: I've only heard back from Michael, Post, and Lin but none of the others!

Owl: Oh thank god they weren't taken....

Cyber: Unfortunately the rest were.

Jeremy: What?!

Timber: Yeah, they're all being taken to be used as party favors, which is probably worse than taking their Miraculous and leaving 'em be.

Jeremy: Oh god.....poor guys.....

Owl: Hurry and transform; we need to get Michael, Post, and Lin is we want to find this akuma

Jeremy: Right!

(He transforms and they go to get the others)

(Once they got the others, they stand on a rooftop of a building)

Hound: So how the hell are we gonna find the akuma in this mess? (They gaze at the party crawling through the city)

Dasher: I have no idea but.....DAMN that looks insane! 0_0

Swan: I didn't think I'd ever see a party this...crazy

Leo: And LOUD

Owl: I suppose our best course of action would be to comb through the city carefully. And we should free our comrades if we come across them

Cyber: Hopefully we survive this....madness....

Timber: Yeah...I'm STILL reeling as to how so many of our friends got swept up in this mess. They have more tact than to just let lunatics like this take them down...

Dasher: Yep.

Cyber: Well, let's just hope we don't end up like them

Timber: *holds Cyber's hand* Yeah.....god knows what those lunatics would do to my peach....

Cyber: *blushes lightly* Worry about yourself for once...

Timber: Never, i'll always put you first. :)

(Cyber blushes deeper but smiles) Dasher: *groans loudly*

Swan: You always act like that when one of us gets all lovey dovey.

Dasher: That's cause it got annoying when Stag and Cloudy did it constantly >:( Hound: Yeah, maybe it got annoying for YOU. *casually pushes Cyber making him fall into Timber's arms*

Cyber: *blushes deeper* H-Hound! >///< Swan: I don't see you acting like that when me and Ace do it! X3c

Dasher: You and Ace BARELY do it!!! Owl: *dad voice* Children please, this is not the time for this.

Swan: *softly to Dasher* Maybe we should do it more, just to mess with ya! X3c

Dasher: You better not. >:(

Swan: I will. -w-

Cyber: Can we just go???

Swan: O-Oh! Yes!

Leo: Time to crash the biggest party in New Jersey >:3

Hound: YEAH! >:D

(They leap down on the rooftops, heading for the party)

(As soon as they land on the ground, they dodged a random guy throwing a broken beer bottle)

Leo: Geez, rude much? >:(

Random Drunk Guy: *flips the bird* Fuk you!

Dasher: Back at ya, puta!! >:(

Owl: *covers Swan's ears* Dasher, language! >:(

Cyber: Jesus Christ it’s college all over again!

Timber: But worse! WAAAAAY worse! 0_0

Hound: And THIS is why I don't go to parties!!

Leo: If ya did, you would probably hide in the bathroom the whole time.

Hound: Yeah, I probably would... (More drunk partiers start to surround them) Cyber: Maybe we should stay off the ground...

Dasher: Good idea

(They all quickly jump/fly back onto the roofs)

Leo: Okaaaaaay. Now what?

Owl: We keep searching, and try to keep those...maniacs far away from us. Swan: Oh god, my poor Romeo...trapped somewhere in that mess! :(

Hound: *pats Swan's back* Don't worry, we'll find your blue rose! Hopefully those freaks haven't pulled out all of his petals.

Leo: Not helping, Michael!! >:( Timber: I hope Tobias is okay... Cyber: Me too...

Owl: We will find everyone and get them out of this madness, we just have to hope for their safety.

Dasher: Yeah; let's find them! (They head off)

(From the rooftops, they look around for any Miraculous Holders in the party swarm)

Leo: Geez, I feel like we've been going in circles; EVERYTHING looks the same!

Hound: Yeah! There's just an endless sea of people!

Swan: And it's so loud! For all we know our friends could be screaming for us and we can't hear them!

Timber: Yeah, the screamin, the music....*covers his wolf ears* UGH it's hurting my ears!

Leo: *covers ears* Same!

(They keep moving until they see something zoom past them, alongside the sound of a motorcycle)

Leo: The hell?

(They look and see Ace Falcon, wrists tied and wings out, forcefully flying through the sky. A rope is tied around his waist, which leads down to the end of a motorcycle) Driver: WOOO!!!! LOVE THIS HUGE KITE! 8DDDD

Swan: ROMEO!! *he starts to fly up to him*

(The driver races down the streets, dragging Ace Falcon along as he turned and accelerated through the streets)

(Swan grits his teeth and flies after him at top speed)

(The driver kept going, driving like a mad man by speeding through the streets while dragging Ace Falcon. Ace struggles a little but he's afraid of losing his balance in the sky and crashing into something at top speed)

Swan: *picks up speed* ROMEO!!!

Ace: Wha, Post?! My little rose?!

Swan: Hang on! I'm coming!!

Ace: Please do!!

(Swan flies as fast as he can and manages to grab onto the rope connecting Ace to the motorcycle, letting himself be dragged along with them. He folds his wings and starts climbing up towards Ace)

Swan: Erk....i'm coming for you....my little rose...!

(Swan reaches Ace and starts untying the rope around his waist) Swan: Get ready to fly!

Ace: Alright!

(Finally Swan unties Ace and they fly back as the motorcycle drives off; Swan and Ace quickly fly to a rooftop where Swam unties his wrists) Swan: Oh my god, are you okay Romeo?

Ace: Y-Yeah....just a few bruises before that crazy maniac took me on a joy ride.....

(Swan hugs him tightly) Swan: Thank goodness...I was so scared..

Ace: Oh my little rose....

(They hug while the others catch up to them) Owl: Oh thank goodness you're both alright.

Swan: Yeah.....my rose is safe.....my beautiful rose is safe....!

Cyber: But now I'm even more worried...if THAT'S what they were doing to Ace... Timber: Lord only knows what they're doing to the others...

Leo: Yeah....

Dasher: We better hurry...

Hound: Yeah..... (Swan releases the hug, quickly looks at Dasher and back to Romeo, and then kisses Ace on the cheek)

Dasher: Oh you little brat... >:( Swan: >w<

Ace: Huh? Rose, did i miss something? :/c

Swan: I'll explain later. :3c

Ace: Okay *ruffles Swan's hair* You little sneaky one :3c

Dasher: Let's just go. Leo: Yeah, I'm really worried about the others... Hound: You didn't happen to pass any of our friends while you were being a kite, did you Ace?

Ace: Well, before that guy tied me up to the bike, i did hear someone shout something in a bar about "getting some beer from the icy bitch"

Cyber: Oh god... Leo: Momo?!

Hound: Well who ELSE can bend ice 24/7?!

Owl: Alright, I think we should split up into groups and try to cover more ground. I'm not letting ANY of my children spend more time than is needed in the hands of these...juveniles!

Leo: I dunno, i think i saw some drunk adults in the mix sooooo..... Cyber: That doesn't change anything Leo

Dasher: Yeah, we just gotta stay out of their reach.

Hound: Who knows what those guys would do if they caught us?! I don't even wanna THINK about it! 0~0

Owl: Swan and Ace will come with me; we'll stick to the skies as much as possible. Dasher, you take Hound, and Leo will go with Cyber and Timber; I don't want any of my underage children without adult supervision here...

Dasher: *holds Hound close* Definitely not!

Cyber: Okay, let's go, and let's hope this doesn't end poorly

Timber: Yeah.

(They all head off in their different groups)

(Dasher and Hound look around for any Miraculous Holder in the large party)

(They make it to one of the many bars and feel a chill coming from one of them) Hound: I think we just found Momo's bar!

Dasher: Okay, Mikey, since you're a kid, and i don't want ya to get caught in the cross-fire. You are staying by my side, kay?

Hound: No need to tell me twice. *grips his hand*

Dasher: Okay, let's go.

(Staying close, they land on the ground and enter the bar)

(Inside the bar was just as crazy as the outside, people shouting, people drinking, and even a crazy drunk guy threw himself onto a pool table, and it broke in half upon impact)

(Dasher and Hound weave their way towards the drink bar, looking for a familiar polar bear outfit) Hound: C'mon Momo, where are you?!

Dasher: Give us a sign you're somewhere Momo! We're here to find ya, you know! Dasher: *internally* I rhymed again, but i don't care. :/

Drunk guy: More ice!! Drunk girl: Someone get that bear bitch!

Drunk Guy: Yo bear bitch! More ice!

(They see Arctic Ursa being shoved their way by the bartender, her wrists tied)

Hound: Momo!

(They hurry towards her) Hound: Hey! Momo!! *she looks up at them*

Arctic: *gasp* Guys! :D

(Dasher and Hound rush over, knocking the bartender away and untying her wrists) Hound: You okay?

Momo: Physically, yeah. Mentally, *sniff* No :'<

Dasher: Awww pobrecita... :( *hugs her* Hound: C'mon let's get the hell out of here!

Arctic: Yeah.....:'<

(They shove their way out of the bar and jump onto the roof) Arctic: Oh finally...I was feeling so claustrophobic in there...

Arctic: No more people calling me "bear bitch".....cause that hurt me :'<

Hound: Awwwwww... (Hound and Dasher hug her)

Dasher: It's okay.....you're alright now....

(They hug for a while) Hound: By the way, you didn't happen to see any of our other friends pass through that place, did you?

Arctic: No! I didn't see anyone :(

Dasher: Okay...then we'll just have to keep looking.

Hound: Yeah, hopefully Ursa isn't in a horrible spot.... Arctic: My bear boo! I don't want him to get hurt by them! :(

Dasher: He's a big strong bear! He won't take any shit lying down!

Hound: Yeah he's a strong guy!

Arctic: Yeah... (Meanwhile, Cyber, Timber, and Leo jump over roofs, still looking for signs of their friends) Leo: I hope we find Philip, Max, and Sebastian soon... :(

Timber: Yeah, those three matter to ya.

Leo: Yeah....

(They keep running until they see an open bar where a couple of drunk people are holding Draco Emperor, forcing him to do fire shots) Drunk Guy: C'mon, light up! (The guy pulls Draco's arm)

Cyber: Tobias... Timber: *lowly* Oh those sick sons of bitches...

(The drunk guys keep pulling Draco’s arm) Draco: GAH! P-Please.....just stop!! Drunk guy: Light up! (Yanks Draco’s arm)

(Draco yelps and flames emerge from his mouth)

(The fire ignites the shots, making them fire shots. The drunk guys cheer)

(Cyber's hands light up and he shoots the ground near Draco, causing the drunk guys to jump and back away)

Draco: What the....? Drunk Guy: Da fuk was that?!

(Cyber and Timber jump down, claws and lightning at the ready, Leo watching from the roof) Cyber: *angrily* I suggest you all back away, unless you want yourselves to be 'lit up' as well. >:(

(The drunk guys were intimidated at first, but since they were drunk, they started laughing) Drunk guy: Look at this dude! He's got some Tron shit going on here!

Drunk guy: And that other guy!! Is he a furry or something? Cyber: *rolls his eyes* This is why I never went to parties. *shoots more electricity*

(The drunk guys jump but they were still laughing) Drunk Guy: Oh ho, ya want some of this shit huh?

(Timber growls lightly, tensing to defend Cyber if need be)

(The drunk guys point Draco in front of them, yanking his arm) Drunk Guy: Fire in the hoe, bitch!

Draco: Boys! RUN! *he breathes fire*

(Cyber and Timber dodge the fire)

Timber: Alright, that's it! *runs towards Draco and tosses the drunk guy away* Timber: I've HAD it with you drunks!

(Suddenly, they hear someone calling out for someone) ???: DAD!!! Draco: ....! Bristol...?!

Cyber: Oh god no...

Bristol: DAD!!! WHERE ARE YOU?! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!!!

Cyber: *to Timber* Get Draco! I'll get Bristol!

Timber: *nods* Okay

(Timber slices Draco free and carries him as he jumps back onto the roof while Cyber vanishes into the crowd to find Bristol)

Bristol: DAD!!!! DAD!!!!!

(Bristol looks around anxiously when someone grabs his wrist; he looks to see Cyber)

Bristol: Cyber! Y-You need to help me! I-I can't find dad! He needs to get out of here! It's not safe!!

Cyber: It's alright, Timber Wolf has him! Come with me!

Bristol: O-Okay! Thank god! I-I-I thought i was gonna have a panic attack if i didn't find him!

Cyber: *nods and picks him up* Hang on! *he leaps above the crowd, heading back for the roof*

(Timber puts Draco down as soon as Cyber and Bristol came up on the roof)

Timber: Whew! That was close...

Draco: Yes.....thank you Timber....

(Cyber puts Bristol down)

Bristol: *gasp* DAD!!

Draco: Bristol!!! *they hug tightly*

Bristol: Oh thank god you're okay!!

Draco: I was so worried about you!

Bristol: M-Me too! I-I thought i was gonna lose you! I-I-I was gonna have a panic attack if i did! But....you're okay....!

Draco: Yes I'm fine, I'm right here, son, I'm right here...

(They hug for a while until they broke the hug)

Draco: *to Timber and Cyber* Thank you for getting us out of that...

Cyber: You're welcome

Timber: Maybe you oughta get that son of yours home and away from this madness.

Draco: Yes, for his sake.

Leo: Maybe stay on the roofs; it's safer ;)

Bristol: Y-Yeah....unless someone manages to break into the building we're standing on...

Leo: Don't jinx it... -_-

Bristol: I won't! 0~0

(Draco picks up Bristol) Draco: Alright, let's get you someplace safe. *to the holders* I'll be back as soon as I can to help.

Timber: Okay, we'll wait for ya!

(Draco flies off with Bristol) Leo: Phew! I'm glad you guys didn't get grabbed down there.

Timber: Yeah, don't want anyone using my peach for any stupid thing they wanna do! >:(

Cyber: *blushes* Anyway, we should keep looking. At least now we know that these guys are smarter than they seem

Leo: Yeah i guess. Unless the next guy that has one of our friends, they'll just TOSS them at us to attack. -_-

Timber: Hey, if they do that'll make our job easier.

Leo: You'll never know what people do under alcohol!

(Just then a bottle flies up and hits the back of Cyber's head) Cyber: OW!! Drunk Guy: Get back down here and fight you Tron-ny asshole!!

Cyber: *growls* Oh you want a fight eh?! (shoots a large thunder near the ground of the drunk guys)

(They jump back but seem to get more mad) Drunk Guy: Take down the glowing guy!!! D:<

Leo: Oh how are they gonna get us from up here? They can't psychical- (Suddenly there was the sound of a gunshot)

(Timber instinctively grabs Leo and Cyber, pulling them to the ground) Leo: Oooookay this just got even MORE dangerous... 0_0

Cyber: They had guns the whole time?!

Timber: Guess they weren't pissed enough to remember they had 'em!

Leo: Y-Yeah.... (A bullet barely missed the three)

Cyber: We need to get out of here, NOW

Timber: Yeah, let's go!

(They jump across the roofs, bullets being fired into the air after them)

Leo: AHHH!!!

Cyber: KEEP GOING!!

Timber: I'M TRYING!!! (They keep running for a bit, but then a bullet scrapes Timber's shoulder)

Timber: AH!! *he trips on the next roof and stumbles*

Cyber: TIMBER!!

(Cyber and Leo skid to a halt and rush to his side)

Cyber: Oh god, oh god, oh god.....

Leo: You okay?!

Timber: Ow, shit...! (His shoulder has a good sized cut from the bullet but it’s only dripping blood)

Cyber: Oh god, oh god, you're bleeding!! (kneels next to him)

Timber: *winces and sits up* It’s not that bad. I’ve definitely had worse...

Cyber: No, no, honey, it's still bad! Y-You got hit! T-There's blood a-and.....o-oh god.....(starts shaking and tears up due to panicking about the wound)

Timber: Whoa whoa whoa, Will! Hey, look at me! *he holds his face* Look at me, I'm fine, it's just a cut, the bullet didn't hit me it just grazed me, that's all, I ain't gonna die from that.

Cyber: *shaky breaths* B-But.....y-you got hurt......my country boy....got hurt.....

Timber: I know peach, but it's okay. I feel fine, honest. And hell, once we find Cloudy Wool in this mess she'll fix me right up!

Cyber: B-But.....w-will you be alright before then.....?

Timber: Of course I will, see? *he stands up pulling Cyber up with him* As long as no more drunk bastards start waving guns around, we'll all be fine.

Leo: Uhh guys? (points to the drunk guys, where during that, one of them shot the other guy's foot with the gun by accident. Well they were drunk so it was a drunk accident)

Timber: See? It was dumb luck they grazed me!

Cyber: *sighs* I suppose so..... (Cyber kisses Timber's cheek) Cyber: Just don't scare me like that ever again, got it?

Timber: *smiles* I'll try my best, peach. *kisses him on the nose* Drunk Girl: *from a window on another building* WOOOOOO!! MAKE OUT! MAKE OUT! MAKE OUT!!

Leo: *impersonating the drunk girl* SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!

Leo: *laughs* Oh, if only Michael was here; making fun of drunk girls is the best XD

(Cyber rolls his eyes while Timber chuckled)

Timber: Well, shall we continue with this family tour of party-hard New Jersey? XD

Leo: Yep! X3

(They leap onto the next rooftops)

(Meanwhile with Owl, Swan, and Ace, they fly over the city, looking for anyone from the ground)

Owl: We should hurry; those gunshots earlier aren't a good sign.

Swan: Y-Yeah.....(shutters as he thought back to that hidden gunman akuma)

(They fly a bit lower to try and make out any familiar faces)

(They look around until they see a familiar face laying on the ground, it was Papillion.....but her wings were gone.)

Owl: Oh my god no... *he darts down, Swan and Ace close behind*

(Once they land, they run to her aid) Papillion: Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow.....

Owl: Oh my god, Christine! *he carefully turns her over and holds her*

Papillion: Ow.....Owl....Dad....?

Owl: Yes I'm right here sweetheart, just focus on me Christine, the...the pain should fade soon.

Papillion: Ow ow ow......it hurts....it REALLY hurts....!

Owl: I know sweetie, I know it does, just keep focusing on us okay? It won't last too much longer, I promise!

Papillion: O-O-Okay....

Ace: What the hell happened, Chris?

Papillion: Erk.....some crazy guy......yanked my wings off of me.....and then taped them on his back....! And then he just.....ran away!

Swan: Oh Christine... Owl: *hugs her close* God...my poor baby girl...

(She slowly hugs him back)

Swan: Dad...we should get her to the roof...in case they come back.

Owl: Yes.....to keep her safe.....

(Owl carefully picks her up and they all fly to a rooftop)

(Once they landed, Owl puts Papillion down)

Papillion: *tearing up* Are...are my wings...gone forever...?

Owl: No. They're not gone for good.

Owl: They're part of the Miraculous; once you transform again, they'll be back, good as new.

Swan: Yeah....that happened to us a few times..... Ace: And weirdly Wise Owl loses his wings more than us. :/

Owl: Better me than any of my children. *looks at Papillion's back* This shouldn't have happened...

Papillion: Wait, why....?

Owl: None of my children should EVER have to endure this pain...if I had just been faster...maybe I could have prevented this...

Papillion: Awwww Owl Dad....;v;

(Papillion hugs him again)

Papillion: You precious caring cinnamon roll from space! :')

Owl: *chuckles as he hugs her* That's a new one.

Papillion: I know! There's just so many things to nickname ya! >w<

(They hug for a bit longer) Ace: Soooo Christine, were you with anyone before...your wings got clipped?

Papillion: Well um.....kinda?

Swan: Kinda?

Papillion: Well, i KINDA saw her but.....um.....some drunk teen KINDA convinced Chloe, AKA Coral Wave, to uh.....have a couple of drinks....? 0~0'

Owl: Oh no...

Papillion: I KNOW i should've done something to stop her cause that was one of the many things she had to give up to gain your guys trust back then but.....I-I guess she couldn't help herself!

Owl: *sighs* I'll talk with her about it later; getting her out of danger is most important.

Papillion: Y-Yeah! I just hope Rich isn't doing the same thing! Well not EXACTLY like what she's doing but rather like, doing the thing he gave up to gain your guys trust but- Ace: We get it Christine. -_-

Swan: Let's just hurry and find them!

Ace: Yeah!

Papillion: Yeah! One second! (she changes back and then transforms again, restoring her wings) I'm staying OFF the ground this time!

Owl: Alright.

(They all fly off)

(They all fly towards the bar Coral Wave was in)

(Papillion folds her wings tightly as they land, Owl keeping her close)

(They enter the bar, where they can hear a certain drunk girl screaming) ???: FUCK ME!!!!

Papillion: That's her... -_-

(They navigate through the crowd, where they see a drunk Coral Wave standing on a table, ranting and yelling about random stuff)

Swan: Oh boy... Ace: I'll get her...

Coral: (going on a drunk rant) AND YA WANNA KNOW SOMETHING?! THAT BIRD CUNT IS THE REASON WHY I STAYED AWAY FROM BEER, TO GET HIS "TRUST". BUT TONIGHT, I'M BACK TO CHUGGING IT ALL DOWN BABY!!!!

(Ace quickly spreads his wings, ignoring the people he hits and flies up to Coral) Ace: *grabs her* Chloe, you better shut up before you say something you regret!

Coral: *struggles drunkly* Get the FUCK off of me BITCH!!

(Swan quickly grabs a glass of liquid and flies up, throwing it in Coral's face to help sober her up) Swan: Snap out of it, Chloe!

Coral: *still drunk* What the FUCK dude?!

Ace: Let's get out of here! (Swan helps him hold her and they all hurry her out of the bar) Papillion: We're cutting you off, Chloe!

Coral: fuCK you BITCH *flips the bird* yOU can'T tell ME what to DO!

(They get outside and manage to get her to the roof)

(Coral was still drunk, rambling and flailing around)

Swan: Please Chloe, calm down!

Coral: Where the FUCK are we...?! Are-Are ya gonna THROW me off the DAMN roof?!

Papillion: What no!!! But one of those other guys may have if we hadn't gotten you!

Coral: What the FUCK are ya talking about?!

Swan: This is because of an akuma Chloe!! You're playing right into his hands!

Coral: Wha.....?

Papillion: C'mon, don't you remember?? We were going out to try and stop them and then...stuff happened...

Coral: I don’t.....I don’t FUCKING remember...! >:(

Ace: You really don't have to, but we DO need you to sober up!

Coral: NOOOOOOO!! D:<

Owl: *thundering dad voice* Chloe Valentine, Miraculous Holder of the Sea Turtle!! (Chloe actually stops and looks up at him with wide eyes)

Papillon: Oh shoot O_O

Owl: I am VERY disappointed in you, young lady! Not only for drinking when you are underage, but for putting fun above the safety of this city! I plan to lecture you about this FULLY once all this over and YOU are in the right state of mind, but right now, you need to straighten yourself out! Many of our friends are out there and in danger, and we need to work together to find them! So clear your mind and hold still! *he kneels and locks eyes with her* Maybe I can straighten out the mess you've made in your head.

Owl: Knowledge of the Owl!

(Owl's eyes glow and he enters Chloe's mind; with swift but angry movements he manages to clear away most of the effects of the alcohol)

(His eyes stopped glowing and Coral blinks)

Swan: Chloe? You with us?

Coral: Ugh.....yeah....?

Coral: Fuck my head...what happened?

Papillon: You got drunk.

Coral: I did...? Wait...I think I remember now... *her eyes widen* Oh shit...

(She looks at Owl, who’s giving her a disappointed look)

Coral: Owl, I- Owl: *holds up his hand stopping her* We'll discuss this after this akuma is defeated. In the meantime, are you hurt? Did anyone hurt you at all?

Coral: No....

Owl: Good. *stands up* Now, we should keep moving. We spent enough time here already and the others may be in danger

Swan: Yeah, we need to find everyone soon!

(Papillion volunteers to hold Coral and they fly back off into the sky)

(Meanwhile with Hound, Dasher, and Arctic, they’re still searching for Miraculous Holders in the party filled city)

Hound: They've gotta be SOMEWHERE!

Dasher: Yeah, we’re burning time here!

Arctic: If only we could find a whole bunch of them in a group or something!

(As they kept moving, really loud music was starting to fade in)

Hound: *whines* Oowwwwwww my poor doggy ears!!

Arctic: *whines* Owwwww!!!! XS

Dasher: God, why must they do this???

(They look around and see the music was coming from a building that was flashing neon lights)

Dasher: This we'll find anybody stuck in a rave?

Hound: I guess.

(They go over and scale the building, peeking through the windows)

(They see a big rave going on and in the middle was a large neon fish tank where they spot Atlantic, Pacific, and Frill Skipper in the fish tank)

Arctic: Oh my god!!

Hound: They got one of the Trinity bros!

Hound: Oh god, he's probably PISSED!! (He sees Atlantic swimming about erratically in the tank, occasionally slamming the glass)

Dasher: Probably? Mikey, this man has anger in his BLOOD. Of course he's pissed!

(They watch as drunk guys and girls pound the glass on the tank, making the three holders cover their ears in pain) Arctic: We gotta break them out! Now!

Hound: Yeah!

(The three unsheathe their claws and triple punch through the glass, shattering the window)

(Then they got BLASTED with a wave of REALLY LOUD music)

(They cover their ears and topple onto the ground) Hound: OW OW OW OW FUCK OW OW OW

Dasher: *Spanish* OH GOD MY EARS!!!!

Arctic: OOOOWIE OW OW OW OWWWWWWWW

Hound: OWWWWWW OH GOD MY EARS!!!!!

(They stagger to their feet and make their way towards the fish tank)

(Once they got close, they look at the fish tank)

Hound: GUYS!! Skipper: MICHAEL!!

Pacific: Oh thank GOD you found us!

Pacific: Get us out of here!!!!

Atlantic: GET US OUT OF THIS HELL HOLE!!!

Dasher: Okay get back!!! *the three unsheathe their claws*

(The three water based Miraculous Holders back up)

(Arctic freezes the glass, making it more brittle and the three punch it as hard as they can, resulting in the tank breaking and blasting them with water)

(The water also blasted the drunk guys and girls behind them, creating a wave of water)

(Atlantic, Pacific, and Skipper flow out with the water and onto the floor just as the water makes the stereo short circuit and the music stops) Hound: Oh THANK FUCK

Dasher: Yeah!

Arctic: I can hear myself again!!! (They help the water holders up)

Atlantic: Oh thank GOD it's over!

Pacific: You can say that again!

Dasher: Let's get you guys out of this place!

Skipper: PLEASE!! (They all just about throw themselves out the window, desperate to get away and stop on a rooftop)

(They run out of the building and leap towards the rooftop)

(They stop there and try to stop their ears from ringing) Atlantic: Alright...where the fuck are my brothers? *starts looking around from the roof*

Pacific: Sooo uh....where's Cyber and Leo? You know, the Sun and Moon bros?

Hound: They're with Timber doing their own search. So are Owl and Swan.

Frill: Oh thank god!

Atlantic: So Jeremy hasn't been tossed around by these assholes? Hound: Nope!

Atlantic: Good. Because if i find out my kid is used as some kind of PARTY FAVOR at a damn party, i will RIP their FUCKING HEADS OUT!!!

Arctic: Oooookay...

Hound: Don't fuck with Max, he has a heart for Jere.

Atlantic: Shut it! *he keeps looking around* Philip and Sebastian have GOT to be around here somewhere...

(He looks around until he spots a couple of guys walking out of a garage, looking high)

Atlantic: Guys, look at this. (The others look down with him, Hound honing in on what they're saying)

Drunk Guy: Duuuuuude, that was, like, the best thing man. Drunk Guy: Yeah, it was like i was sniffing cocaine off of GRASS!

Atlantic: *tenses* ...What?

Drunk Guy: Like....is it healthy to like....sniff crack....and grass....? Drunk Guy: Maybe man. But dude, that guy's clothes smell like they were made out of GRASS man!

Dasher: Oh shit... (Atlantic immediately gets up and jumps towards the scene) Pacific: Dude no, wait!!! *they all follow him*

(Atlantic gets near the place where he sees a bunch of guys laying cocaine on Jade's chest and stomach. His hands and feet were tied on the ends of a table)

Jade: Get OFF ME!!! STOP!!!

Drunk Guy: Nah dude, this is gonna be GREAT!

Atlantic: GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HIM!!!!

(The drunk guys jump as they heard Atlantic)

(Atlantic grabs them and starts laying into them while the others untie Jade)

Hound: You okay Jade?!

Jade: Y-Yes...j-just a bit shaken...

Dasher: Yeah *dusts off the cocaine off of Jade* I can see why.

(Meanwhile, the drunk guys have run off and Atlantic goes over to Jade)

Atlantic: Oh god, Philip! You okay?! Did they hurt you?! Did they do ANYTHING to you?!

Jade: N-No Max, I'm fine t-they just got a bit to close for comfort, that's all!

(When the others fully untied Jade, Atlantic crushes Jade into a hug)

Atlantic: Thank god.

Hound: *softly to the others* He's so cute when he's not raging X3c

Arctic: *softly* Yeah! X3c

Atlantic: *breaks the hug* Did you see where they took Sebastian??

Jade: N-No, i haven't.

Jade: Have you? Atlantic: No, I was in a fucking fish tank the whole time.

Hound: Oh geez, we got a handful of us left out there....

Arctic: Yeah...maybe Cyber, Leo, and Timber are having better luck...

Dasher: I hope so.... (Meanwhile with Timber, Cyber, and Leo, and Draco finally catching up)

Leo: Ey, welcome back!

Draco: Hello again!

Draco: Any luck finding more of our friends? Timber: None so far

Leo: At this point, i lost count on how much time we spent just looking for everyone!

Cyber: We just need to find something that stands out; that tends to be the place where we find people

(They keep looking around until they spot the drunk guys carrying around Inferno Wing, using them as a flamethrower)

Draco: Oh my god, GAVIN!! *flies towards him*

(The drunk guys look at Draco and force Inferno to release some fire at him by pulling his tail)

(Draco ducks and glares at them) Draco: Oh, you like fire? *breathes fire at them*

Drunk Guy: WOAH! Fire FIGHT!! (pulls Inferno's tail again and he releases fire)

Leo: Kick their asses, Draco!!! (Draco dodges the fire while attacking with his own and eventually reaches Inferno)

(He grabs Inferno out of the drunk guy's hands) Drunk Guy: That bitch took my Charizard!

Draco: I've got you! (He flies back to the roof where the others are waiting)

(Once he got to the roof, he unties the ropes that were on his wrists and legs)

Leo: You okay, Gav?

Inferno: Y-Y-Yeah....

Draco: Did they hurt you?

Inferno: They pulled my tail a couple of times.....and maybe yanks out a few of my feathers (moves his wings)

Cyber: Oh Gavin... Timber: Owl's NOT gonna be happy to hear that...

Draco: Of course not, these men hurt this child. And for what? Burning things down? For fun?!

Leo: You missed when they were trying to shoot us...

Draco: WHAT?!

Draco: *to Timber* Is THAT why you're bleeding?! Timber: It just grazed me, I don't even feel it anymore

Draco: Even so, you can't just walk off an injury like this! REGARDLESS on how deep the wound is! I'm sure your mental state is at LEAST shooken by the fact you got shot at all!

Cyber: That’s what IVE been saying!!

Draco: And he didn't listen to you?!

Timber: For god sake’s, it’s literally just a big scratch! It ain’t even bleeding anymore!

(Cyber and Draco give him a look) Draco: As soon as this is over, you are patching that wound up.

(Timber rolls his eyes; meanwhile, Leo’s been listening as hard as he can around the music and noise) Leo: Uh guys? I think I hear more gunshots

Cyber: *tenses up* What?!

Leo: Yeah, but they aren’t coming towards us...but they’re moving...like they’re chasing someone...

(They look over and see Scarlet running away from a bunch of drunk guys with guns)

Leo: SEBASTIAN!! (He immediately goes to help) Cyber: LEO WAIT

Timber: YOU'RE GONNA GET YOURSELF KILLED OUT THERE! Draco: Oh god....!

(The others quickly follow; meanwhile Scarlett tries desperately to run his suit slightly turn from bullets grazing him) Scarlett: *tearing up* LEAVE ME ALONE!!!

Drunk Guy: I'm gonna aim for the bulls eye! >:3 (keeps shooting)

(Scarlet turns a corner and finds himself at a dead end; he tries to jump, but a bullet hits the wall above his head, stopping him)

Scarlet: EEP!

(A good number or armed drunk guys approach him) Drunk: Now we got him >:3

Drunk Guy: Now hold still while i try to aim the bull eye! (aims gun)

???: Lion’s Roar!!!!! (Sound waves come from above Scarlett and make the men cower and a small figure lands in front of Scarlett; it’s Leo)

Scarlet: (turns and looks at him) Leo!

Leo: C’mon, let’s get out of here! *helps him up*

Scarlet: O-Okay!

(The men start to get their bearings, but Cyber appears, shooting lightning at them to keep them back) Cyber: Up here!!

(Leo holds Scarlet close and leaps to where Cyber was)

Drunk: Hey!! It’s that Tron Guy!!

Cyber: It’s Cyber Shock! >:(

(The drunks start shooting at him but Timber yanks him away from the edge just in time) Timber: Geez, you’re just a trouble magnet, ain’t ya?

Cyber: Apparently! -_-

Leo: You okay, Sebas-oof! (Scarlett hugs Leo tightly)

Scarlet: Oh Jere-Bear! I’m really glad to see you!!

Leo: Heh, you too!

(Scarlet keeps the hug for a while until he breaks the hug)

Scarlett: Have you seen Max and Philip? We got separated...

Leo: No, we haven’t!

Leo: Oh man, they’re probably going crazy! Hopefully we find them soon...

Cyber: Yes....hopefully they’re okay....

(They start to move and get ready to head to another roof when arms wrap around Cyber from behind) Drunk: Gotcha!! Climbing up here wasn’t that hard after all!!

Cyber: AH!!

Timber: WILL! (The drunk wrestles with Cyber and slowly draws him near the edge of the roof where a whole mob of people are waiting)

Drunk: We’re gonna make ya party hard with us! And you’re not gonna stop until ya pass out DRUNK! Like us! >:3c

Cyber: Get OFF!! *his hands light up* Don’t make me do this!

Drunk: What’cha gonna do man? (Pushes him closer to the edge)

(Cyber makes lightning appear on his body making the drunk jump back, but it only ends up with him running into Cyber from panic and pulling him off the edge with him)

Timber: WILL!! (Chases after them)

(Timber reaches towards Cyber but their fingers only barely brush before Cyber falls into the mass of people below)

Timber: WILL NO!!!

Cyber: JORDAN!! *he’s pulled down into the mass like he’s in water*

(The large mob drag him through the large swarm of drunk party people)

Drunk: Tie him up! Drunk: Let’s party!!

Drunk: Make him drink a couple of beers! He’s gonna go drunk tonight! >:)

(Cyber is pinned by hundreds of people, multiple hands holding him still as he’s tied up tightly)

(His whole body was tied up, the only thing that was free was his head) (Then people started to force drink him beer)

(Cyber refuses and spits out as much as he can; luckily everyone’s too drunk to see if he’s actually drinking it or not)

(They keep force drinking Cyber, eventually, someone holds his head and forces to drink some beer. Before he could spit, a less drunk guy covered his mouth with the palm of their hand)

Drunk: C’mon, take your medicine, dude... Cyber: *shakes his head and and refuses to swallow* MMMPH!!

Drunk: Drink it! Drink it! Drink it! Drink it! (The other drunks kept chanting those words until someone yanks his head back and somehow forces him to swallow)

(Cyber coughs when the man releases his mouth)

Drunk: You want another, dude? >:3

Cyber: *spits out a bit more beer* Like hell!

Drunk: Let’s do it again! >:3 (They do the same thing with Cyber again, holding his head, force drinking him a whole bottle of beer, this time it was a stronger one, and once it got all in his mouth, they guy covered his mouth) (They yank his head back and force him to swallow it)

Cyber: MMMMMPH!!! (JORDAN HELP)

(They keep doing this for a bit until Cyber starts to feel drunk) Drunk: Are ya feeling it now Mr. Krabs? XD

(Cyber blinks, his vision getting hazy and doesn’t answer)

Drunk: Untie him! Let’s see how this boy walks! >:3

(The ropes are removed and Cyber’s shoved to his feet; he spies the exit through his drunk vision and tries to go towards it, stumbling this way and that)

(One of the drunks, as a clever move, empties a water bottle and fills it up with beer) (He hands it over to Cyber) Drunk: Want some water bro?

(Cyber takes it and takes a sip only to instantly spit it out) Drunk: Man, this guy’s no fun!! (He shoves Cyber to the ground and the other patrons surround him, drunkenly kicking him)

(One of the drunks pins him to the ground and force drinks him the beer)

(This time only about half goes down as Cyber chokes on the other half, his mind swirling)

(After the whole bottle was empty, the drunks get off of him, waiting for results) Drunk: NOW are ya ready to party? >:3

(Cyber coughs and rolls onto his side, barely able to move when he hears something approaching) ???: WILL!!!

(The drunks whirl around and look)

(Timber shoves his way through with ease and kneels next to Cyber, picking him up) Timber: Will! Hey, talk to me!!

(Cyber tries to speak, but since his mind was a bit numb from the alcohol, the only thing that came out of his mouth was complete gibberish)

Timber: Ah shit, you’ve had enough. *he scoops him up* I ain’t letting you have a repeat of the FIRST time you got drunk!

(Cyber freaks out a little, looking a little confused)

(Timber keeps a tight grip on him and makes his way out of the bar and back to the roof)

(Once he got there, he still holds onto Cyber in his arms)

(Leo, Draco, Inferno, and Scarlett are gone, Timber having told them to keep looking while he took care of Cyber) Timber: Alright Will, you should be safe up here

Cyber: *little gibberish* Buh.....Wha.....?

Timber: Hoo boy, this is gonna take a while.

Cyber: .....J....or.....dan.....

Timber: Hey, there ya are, peach! You starting to see clearly again?

Cyber: .....Jo.....Jordan.....(slowly reaches up to him)

Timber: Yeah, peach, it’s me. You trying to say something?

(Cyber touches Timber’s face, and then he laughs with a smile on his face) Cyber: *drunk* Your beard.....feels so spiky....-w-

Timber: *chuckles* Oh you could never hold your liquor city boy

Cyber: *badly singing* I’m a city boi, yes I am~! X3

Timber: Okay, we’re gonna have to sit this out until you sober up a bit. *goes and sits, holding Cyber on his lap*

Cyber: *laughs* Man....you look so fluffy! Like.....like a big teddy bear! (Nuzzles on his fur) Cyber: Fluffy boi! :3

Timber: Yeah, I’m YOUR fluffy boy XD

(Cyber looks at him and smiles widely) Cyber: You’re.....you’re pretty.....ya know that? :3c

Timber: Oh am I?

Cyber: Yeah....your body.....your muscles.....your face.....too handsome.....X3

Timber: Flattery will get you nowhere ;3

Cyber: Oh nooooo, I don’t got my man! D: (Fake faints, but then gets back up) Cyber: Wait.....I already got my man...! :3 (Cyber sloppily kisses him on the cheek) Cyber: It’s you! :3

Timber: Yeah you do X3

Cyber: *smiles and chuckles* Kiss me ya fluffy boi! :3

Timber: Will, c’mon, you’re drunk I’m no-mmmph! (Cyber grabs his face and kisses him)

(Cyber kisses him fully in the mouth)

(After a few moments, Cyber breaks the kiss, leaving Timber stunned) Timber: Whoa...if we weren’t already married I’d be concerned.

Cyber: Oh....oh yeah.....we’re married..... (He has this look of trying to remember something) Cyber: Like.....was it a gay one....? Or something else?

Timber: *chuckles nervously* Uh...a platonic one. You’re straight, Eric.

Cyber: *blinks* Oh riiiiiight! :D

Cyber: Buuuut I still wanna kiss you :3

Timber: Heh, go ahead peach! :P

(Cyber grins and kisses Timber full on the mouth again, even knocking Timber onto him back)

(Cyber passionately kisses Timber, as best as he possibly can while under the alcohol)

Cyber: *between kisses* I only...like kissing you...any other guy...I hate it...I JUST like kissing you!

Timber: *between kisses* I know...you do...i'm the only...man you...love...that much!

Cyber: I do... *kiss* I really do! *they keep kissing passionately, even letting their tongues tangle a bit*

(During the kiss, Timber runs his fingers through Cyber's hair)

(Timber holds him close and they roll onto their side, pulling each other closer and even deeper into the kiss)

(They keep kissing each other passionately for a while, with Timber holding Cyber close)

(Their tongues are exploring every inch of each other’s mouths and their bodies are nearly flush against each other, a few moans escaping the both of them)

(Their hands were rubbing through each other's backs, trying pull themselves closer into the kiss)

(Timber even puts his hand on the back of Cyber’s head, pushing his face as close as possible, both of them wanting more)

(At this point, they were having a full blown make out session with each other, kissing each other passionately and holding each other as close as possible)

(They roll around, clinging to each other and kissing as the party below them seems to vanish from their memories)

(Cyber and Timber continue kissing passionately, completely unaware of anything around them)

(They kept holding each other as close as possible while kissing)

(After what feels like hours they finally break apart to catch their breath, Cyber on top of Timber)

Cyber: *still drunk* Damn.....you're a....damn good kisser....

Timber: You ain't so bad yourself...maybe we should do this more often, just, minus you being drunk ;)

Cyber: *smiles and laughs a little* Yeah! :)

Timber: Well you're bound to sober up eventually; I'm just glad you're up here with me instead of letting some other person take advantage of ya

Cyber: Yeah? :/c

Timber: Yeah; other than you being a trouble magnet, you also seem to be a magnet for people who wanna get REAL close to ya

Cyber: Well.....you're close to me~! :3

Timber: Yeah, but I actually LOVE you

Cyber: *smiles widely* Me too! X3

Timber: That's why we're married, peach ;)

(Cyber just smiles and nuzzles against Timber's chest) Cyber: Love ya baby~! :3

Timber: Love you too.

(They stay there for a while as Timber pets Cyber's hair) (Meanwhile with Leo, Draco, and Scarlet)

Leo: You sure Timber can handle drunk Cy?

Draco: Part of marriage is handling your spouse when there at a low point, including intoxication. And I'm sure that is anyone can handle Eric in ANY condition, it's Jordan.

Scarlet: He's got a point! Jordan would do anything to keep his little peach safe! X3

Inferno: And maybe he'll be able to get him to sober up in time to fight this akuma

Leo: Yeah, cause once we find everyone, we are gonna grand SLAM this akuma to the ground!

Draco: Indeed. >:( (They keep going when they see a light flashing in the window of one of the buildings)

Leo: Hm? What's that?

Scarlett: I wanna say a strobe light, but...that looks too bright...

Inferno: Yeah....

(They go over to the window and peek inside, where they see Fyrefly tied up and hanging from the ceiling)

Leo: *gasp* Fyrefly!

(Drunk people keep throwing stuff at Fyrefly, trying to get him to blink his light)

Fyrefly: Ow! P-Please! Stop!

Drunk: Light up, dammit! Light up!! (The four holders quickly enter the building) Leo: ANTON!!

Fyrefly: Jeremy?!

Scarlett: Hold on, we'll get you down! (Inferno flies up to him)

(The drunk people started to throw things at the others, even one guy threw a broken beer bottle straight at them)

Inferno: OW!! *he quickly burns through the rope holding Fyrefly to the ceiling and Draco catches him*

Draco: Let's get out of here!

(They quickly run out, people throwing shit after them and they make it to a roof; Draco puts Fyrefly down and Leo unties him) Leo: You okay?

Fyrefly: Y-Yeah, just a few scratches from broken beer bottles......

Draco: This party just keeps enraging me every second...

Inferno: Yeah, and our friends are caught in that insane crossfire....

Leo: *to Fyrefly* You didn't happen to see anyone else around, did ya?

Fyrefly: *shakes head* No

Draco: Well, we'll just have to keep looking then

Leo: Yeah, at this point, i'm not even gonna complain what time it is right now!

(They get up and head off on their way again)

(Meanwhile with Swan, Ace, Owl, Papillion, and Coral)

Papillion: *holding Coral as they fly* You sure you didn't see anyone else? Coral: Pretty sure.

Swan: C'mon, where is everyone?! They gotta be somewhere down there!

(They keep flying when they hear a loud shriek from below)

Ace: What was that?!

Owl: I think...that sounded like Adri!

Swan: Wait, Adri?! (looks around) But where's Hayden?!

Coral: *looks around* Over there!! (They fly lower and see Stag being held back by drunks while others are surrounding Cloudy, petting her wool)

Stag: Get off of her!!! Cloudy: *tearing up* P-Please stop!!

Drunk: Duuuuude she's so soft!!! Drunk girl: Where did you get this? I want it soooo bad!

Cloudy: *tearing up* Please!! Stop!! D^'8

Ace: Swan! Let's go! Swan: Right! (They dive down like they're diving into water and use their wings to smack the offenders away. Ace scoops up Stag and Swan picks up Cloudy and they fly back into the sky)

Drunk: HEEEEEEY! What the hell man?! D:<

Coral: It's called personal space assholes!! Deal with it!!! >:(

Drunk Guy: *flips the bird* Fuck you! >:(

Coral: *flips him back* You first!!!

Owl: *dad voice* Chloe Valentine!

Coral: NO ONE bad touches my sheep sister!! NO ONE!!! >:(

Papillion: Awww! <3

(A small smile pulls at Owl's face; they fly away and get to a roof where Cloudy clings to Stag tightly)

Cloudy: *sobbing* Haaaaaayden!! D^':

Stag: It's okay baby, I'm right here, I'll never let them touch you again!!!

(Cloudy puts her face on Stag's chest, letting her tears soak his suit. Stag holds her close, comforting her)

Owl: *puts a hand on Stag's shoulder* Are either of you hurt?

Stag: N-No.... Cloudy: *sobbing* I AM MENTALLY

(Owl wraps his wings around the couple) Owl: This akuma is going to pay DEARLY...

Swan: Yeah, BIG TIME.

Ace: I hope the others are able to find more of us. I'm itching for ALL OF US to beat this guy into the ground at the same time >:(

Coral: Yeah! Kick his ass! >:(

Papillion: I hope they're all alright...

(Meanwhile with Hound and Dasher, them and the others stand on a rooftop of a building, looking out for anyone they can recognize)

Atlantic: God dammit where the hell are Sebastian and Jeremy?!

Hound: I dunno! They're somewhere around here! (Suddenly, they hear someone tap on the window)

(They jump and whirl around)

(It was Jane, they were standing on the building next to her home. She looked a bit panicked, trying to get their attention)

Hound: Oh! *he goes over and crouches on the windowsill and she opens the window* What's up?

Jane: Oh thank god! Listen i got TWO things i gotta tell ya guys!

Hound: What?

Jane: One, and this is because i didn't knew an akuma was there, i tried calling the police but, they didn't answer. Like, at all! So that might be KINDA concerning if someone breaks a law or something. And two, one of the Miraculous Armada fled to my home and now i'm keeping him safe!

Hound: Wait, REALLY?! Dasher: Which one?!

(Jane gestures the pile of blankets on the floor of her room) Jane: I think it was, Karma Chameleon? Jane: Is that his name?

Dasher: Yeah! Hound: Oh thank god!! *he climbs through the window and runs towards him* Hey Karma! You okay?

(He lifts some blankets up and Karma looks distressed) Karma: *shaky* N-N-N-No....

Hound: Whoa dude, what happened to you?

(Karma tried to speak but he just burst into tears) Jane: Huh.....he told me what happened when he came here....

Hound: What happened? (Arctic climbs through and goes to Karma to comfort him)

Jane: Well, all he can tell me was that a bunch of drunk guys and girls were touching and groping him and Aqua-Mander EVERYWHERE. To the point where he called it "rape". But not literally but.....yeah i guess in his eyes it felt like that.

Hound: Oh shit... (Arctic hugs Karma tightly while the others look enraged) Hound: Wait...but then where's Aqua?!

Jane: I don't know! Guess Karma managed to escape the swarm but Aqua didn't! Jane: So she's probably still out there....

Dasher: Oh fuck... (Jade enters the room and picks Karma up) Jade: We need to go, NOW

Jane: *waves* Bye guys! *to Karma* Bye Karma, hope you recover! :)

(The holders all leap off into the night) Skipper: Thanks for saving him for us!

Jane: You're welcome! :)

(They leap along the rooftops, looking for any sign of Aqua)

Karma: *shaky and tearing up* P-P-P-Please.....we need to find her....!

Jade: We will, don't worry.

(Karma curls up and shakes, while muttering words only Karma himself can hear)

(Jade tightens his hold on him and they keep looking, when Hound spots a flash of blue and purple) Hound: I think I see her!!!

Dasher: Really?!

Hound: Down there!! (He points to a head of blue and purple hair that seems to be being dragged along)

Arctic: That's her!

Pacific: Let's go!! Atlantic: Jade, you keep Karma safe! Jade: Right! (Everyone except Jade and Karma leap down towards Aqua)

Jade: *to Karma* It's okay, they're gonna get her.

Skipper: AQUA!!

Dasher: WE'RE COMING TO GET YA!!

(The boys head for the ones dragging Aqua while the two girls get her to safety)

(Hound, Dasher, Pacific, and Atlantic grab onto some of the guys dragging her)

Atlantic: GET OFF HER YOU SICK BASTARDS!!!

Drunk: Wait what the he-AHH!! (Atlantic throws the drunk guy away from Aqua)

(Dasher throws multiple rapid punches at another guy while Hound and Pacific double team the third guy, allowing Skipper and Arctic to drag Aqua away)

(Once the guys manage to beat down all of the drunks, they catch up to Skipper and Arctic)

(They get onto the roof at top speed) Skipper: Oh my god, Aqua, are you okay?!

(Aqua doesn't respond, she just shakes and quietly sobs)

Arctic: Oh sweetie... *gently hugs her* (meanwhile, Jade comes over with Karma)

Jade: You got her?

Atlantic: Yeah, but she's pretty shaken

(Karma looks at Aqua, shaking in their arms)

Karma: Bailey...

(Aqua slowly looks at Karma, tears flowing down from her eyes)

Aqua: JAMES!! *she clings to him*

Karma: *hugs back* Oh my dear Bailey!

(The other holders stay quiet, letting them cry it out)

(They cry for a long time, until eventually they slowly stopped crying)

Arctic: *gently* Guys? You okay?

Karma: .....Y-Yes.....w-we're okay.....

Atlantic: *deep breath* I cannot WAIT to find this akuma... >:(

Jade: Indeed, they will pay DEARLY for hurting all of us! >:(

Dasher: Now we just gotta find the rest of them so we can REALLY lay the smackdown >:(

Hound: Yeah! >:(

(Meanwhile, with Cyber and Timber; Cyber had been sleeping for a while, his drunken energy finally dying down)

(Timber smiles at Cyber as he sleeps)

Timber: *softly* You look so cute when you're sleeping....

Timber: *strokes Cyber's hair* Hopefully this will help clear your head...I hope the others are doing alright...

(Just then Cyber stirs)

Timber: Will?

Cyber: Mmm...Jordan...?

Timber: You feeling okay peach?

Cyber: Ugh...kinda...god my head is killing me...

Timber: *sighs with relief* Thank god you slept it off....

Cyber: Slept what off...?

Timber: The alcohol, remember? Those bastards force ya to drink a couple of beers!

Cyber: They...oh...yes I...I think I remember that...and...you saved me?

Timber: Yeah, i did.

Cyber: *smiles* Figures...and what happened after that?

Timber: Well um....*blushes* We kinda....made out for a long time.....

Cyber: We...*blushes* We WHAT?!

Timber: Y-Yeah.....and so....passionately too....

Cyber: *blushes as he starts to remember* Jesus christ THIS is why I don't drink!!!

Timber: H-Hey! It wasn't that bad! It.....actually felt nice.....*blushes*

Timber: Plus...YOU were the one who wanted to kiss so...you were pretty into it too...

(Cyber blushes bright red, starting to remember the whole thing)

(Cyber stays silent for a good few minutes)

Timber: Uh....you gonna be okay Peach....?

Cyber: .................it.......it kinda....did feel.....nice......

Timber: *smiles and blushes* Oh really? :3c

Cyber: Y-Yeah....now that I'm....remembering it.....

Timber: Yeah....you’re a good kisser, ya know that, right? :)

(Cyber blushes deep scarlett)

Timber: Awww....my little peach is turning into a cherry.....too cute! X3

Cyber: S-Shut it... Timber: Aw c'mon, nothing to be ashamed of, we're married, remember?

Cyber: Y-Yeah....

Timber: Well hey, when you're up to it...we could try it again, without you being drunk obviously ;)

Cyber: *blushes red* M-Maybe.....

(Timber smiles and then gives him a quick peck on the lips)

Cyber: *blushes and smiles* Oh honey....

Timber: Whatever makes my husband smile :)

(Cyber smiles and gives Timber a quick kiss on the cheek) Cyber: *softly* Love you....

Timber: Love you too... *kisses him on the nose*

(They stay that way for a while until eventually Timber starts to get up, still holding Cyber close) Timber: Can ya stand?

Cyber: I believe so...

(Timber lets Cyber go and Cyber’s legs were shaking, feeling a bit wobbly) (Cyber’s head was a bit dizzy, finding a bit hard to just stand straight)

Timber: Uhhh, yeah, I don't think you should hopping roofs like that... Cyber: I'm fi-WHOA! (He trips over his own feet and Timber catches him)

Timber: Mind if I carry ya? ;)

Cyber: Why bother asking when you're gonna do it anyway? ;P Timber: Oh sweetheart, you know me so well ;)

(Timber carries Cyber in his arms, gives a quick kiss on Cyber’s forehead, and jumps through rooftops)

Cyber: I hope the others are okay...

Timber: Yeah, Hopefully Leo and the others finds everyone.....

Timber: And let's hope no one else gets drunk. ;)

(Cyber rolls his eyes and blushes)

(Timber continues hopping through the rooftops, carrying Cyber)

(Meanwhile with Leo, Draco, Inferno, Scarlet, and Fyrefly)

Leo: I REALLY hope the others have found some of the others and we're not the only ones finding people...

Inferno: Yeah, me too.....

(Just then, Leo's nose twitches) Leo: *sniffs* .....Do you guys smell smoke?

Draco: Yes....but where the hell is it coming from?

Scarlett: *sniffs* I think I smell it too! Leo: *keeps sniffing the air* Follow me!

(They follow Leo)

(They hop through the rooftops and see smoke coming from a bar)

Scarlet: Woah! 0_0

Inferno: Oh my god, are there people in there?! (Leo and Scarlett listen carefully) Leo: I can hear two people in there!

Draco: Who is it?!

Leo: *keeps listening* ...Oh my god...Rich and Brooke!!! *he immediately heads towards the fire*

Inferno: Leo wait!! (follows after him)

Scarlett: Jeremy!!! *follows*

Draco and Fyrefly: BOYS!! *follows*

(Leo and Inferno reach the fire first, and Inferno quickly parts the flames at the door allowing them to get in)

Leo: RICH! BROOKE! Inferno: WHERE ARE YOU GUYS?!

???: *coughs* J-Jeremy?! Leo: BROOKE!!

(They run through the bar and find Natura Fawn on her knees, coughing)

Leo: *Runs to her side* Brooke, where's Rich!! Natura: *coughs* U-Upstairs! (Inferno nods and hurries upstairs while Leo picks up Natura and gets her out)

Inferno: RICH!! RICH, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!

(Inferno bursts into a room, seeing Tiger Eye coughing on the ground)

Inferno: RICH! *runs towards him*

Rich: G..Gav- *coughs again*

Inferno: Don't worry, i'll get you out of here!

(Inferno picks him up and breaks the nearest window, flying out and meeting Leo outside with Natura and they get back to a roof a safe distance away)

(Once they got to the roof, Draco and Fyrefly catch up to them)

Scarlett: Jesus Jere, don't DO that!!

Leo: Hey, SOMEBODY'S gotta save these two!

Draco: You're lucky your fathers weren't here to see that!

Inferno: Yeah, they would've had a HEART attack if they saw that....

Leo: So don't tell them. (They brig their attention back to Tiger and Natura who are getting their breath back) Fyrefly: What the HELL happened in there?!

Natura: To put it simply.....Rich set a fire....

Tiger: It wasn't my fault! Some asshole shoved me and I knocked over some drinks people had set on fire!

Natura: But you STILL set the place on fire!

Draco: The important thing is that you're not hurt.

Tiger: Y-Yeah! Just got a little wheezy with that smoke....

Leo: *helps them up* This place just keeps getting crazier...

Tiger: It's a frat party bro, of COURSE things go crazy! Minus the uh....taking Miraculous Holders and throwing them around and shit.....part.

Leo: Speaking of, have you seen anyone else? Almost all of us got snatched up by this party!

Natura: Nope.

Tiger: Yeah not really....

Leo: *sigh* Alright, let's keep looking for the rest!

(They all head off)

(Meanwhile with Swan, Owl, and Ace, they keep flying through the city) (All of the sudden, fireworks started to ignite in the sky)

Stag: That’s new

(They look for the source and spot a couple of guy pinning Maiden Aura and forcing her to shoot magic out of her horn) Drunk: Light up the sky bitch!

Papillion: Oh my god!! Coral: Is this akuma going out of his way to PISS US OFF?! Owl: I’m inclined to believe that >:(

(The drunks keep bugging her to shoot out magic, chanting to send out a firework)

Stag: *wiggles in Ace’s grip* Lemme at ‘em! I need to smack a bitch in revenge for my girl! >:(

Cloudy: *internally* W E E P S my man ;~;

Coral: Me too! I need to release my rage!! Ace: Suit yourselves. (Papillion and Ace fly over the group and air drop them)

Coral: HEY ASSHOLES!!! >:(

(They look up only for Stag and Coral to land on two of them)

Stag: I may not be a bull, but you're sure as HELL you're gonna get the HORNS! (headbutts a random drunk)

(Coral uses her hard shell to charge at drunks while throwing in a little water bending, getting them away from Aura)

(Once they got the drunks away from Aura, they see that her wrists were tied up)

Coral: Jesus... (Coral unties her while Stag keeps anyone else away)

Swan: *calls down* Don't worry, we'll be right down to get you!

Maiden: O-Okay.....!

(Coral unties her, and Ace, Owl, and Papillion swoop down and grab them flying safely into the air) Owl: *holding Aura* Are you alright?

Maiden: Y-Yeah.....just....a bit shaken...

Coral: That felt good...

Stag: Yeah! Got it ALL off my chest! >:3

Cloudy: You're so brave! ^^

Stag: I know! ;3

Swan: Maybe we should start trying to find Dasher and Cyber's group to see how they're doing.

Owl: Yes, hopefully, they found the others....

(They fly off)

(Meanwhile with Dasher's group)

Dasher: We should probably regroup soon, see if any of the others had any luck

Hound: Yeah.

(They keep moving when they see a group of people surrounding something chanting 'Fight!' over and over again)

Jade: What's going on?

Drunk: C'mon, take down that furry asshole!!! Atlantic: That sounds promising...

(They look closer to what the thing the drunks were surrounding and saw Ursa Guard)

(He has bruises on his face and is breathing heavily, clearly tired) Arctic: Matthew!!!!

Ursa: *breathing heavily* I'm....not.....giving up.....!

Dasher: C'mon! *they all head down towards the crowd*

(They push some of the people out of the way, but then suddenly, a drunk guy pulled Dasher's tail and yanked him down) Drunk: The fuck Asshole?!

(Dasher shudders and blushes but Hound punches him away from his tail) Hound: Back the hell up!!

(A drunk punches Hound) Drunk: No, YOU back the hell up!

Pacific: HEY!! *punches THAT drunk*

(Soon, it turned into an all-out brawl between the drunks and Dasher's group)

Karma: Camouflage! (He turns invisible and heads for Ursa)

(Ursa was caught in the crossfire of the brawl, getting hit by a few punches from drunks)

Karma: *grabs Ursa's hand* Dude, follow me!

Ursa: Erk.....alright...!

(Karma leads Ursa away from the fight and back onto the roof and turns visible again and waves the others down) Karma: GUYS!! RETREAT!!! I GOT HIM!! RETREAT!!

(The others try the best they can to weave themselves out of the mess, most of them got out but Hound was still struggling to escape the horde of drunk fighters)

Dasher: MIKEY!! Jade: Nature Leap! (Jade leaps over the crowd and right where Hound was, grabs him, and leaps right out and back onto the roof)

(Once they all got to the rooftop, Arctic immediately hugs Ursa)

Arctic: Thank god you're okay!!!

Ursa: *rolls his eyes but smiles* Of course i'm okay.

Hound: *winces from the punches* Ow...thanks for the save, Jade...

Jade: You're welcome Hound. :)

Atlantic: Whew! I needed that; I was DYING to punch more of these assholes...

Pacific: Of course ya did! :P

Dasher: I wonder if Leo's group is faring any better... (Meanwhile, with Leo's group)

(They keep hopping around rooftops but then Leo spots Timber and Cyber in the distance)

Leo: CY!! TIMBER!! :D *heads towards them*

(Timber stops as the group heads towards them)

Timber: Hey! There ya are! We were looking for ya!

Leo: Well, us too! But kinda?

Inferno: Saving our friends stuff. :3

Scarlett: What happened to Cyber? *points to Timber carrying him*

Timber: Well....long story short, he got drunk, we uh...*lightly blushes* Made out for a while......and then after a little nap, my little peach slept the alcohol off! But he's just a little woozy right now....

Cyber: *facepalms while blushing* You didn't have to tell them EVERYTHING!!!

Timber: Hey, if they gotta know, they HAVE to know! ;3

Cyber: What does that even MEAN?! Draco: Boys, you can have your marital dispute later. -_-

Cyber: *sigh* Fine..... -_-

Tiger: ANYWAY.... Leo: We were thinking of starting to find the other groups, unless we run into anymore of our friends. You seen any of them?

Timber: Not really.

(Suddenly, they heard someone scream) ???: NO!!! NOT AGAIN, NOT AGAIN!!!

(Timber tenses; he knows that tone and that fear) Timber: JO!!

Leo: Huh?! That was Jo?!

Timber: I know that girl anywhere! And those bastards better not be doing what I think they're doing!! (He hands Cyber to Draco and runs off)

(He races down and spots a couple of drunks that are really close to Dust Striker, ready to gang bang her at any moment) Striker: *tearing up* P-P-Please! No! Leave me alone! I don't, i don't want to go through this again!!

Timber: HEY!!! GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF HER!!!! (Timber jumps down, closely followed by Leo and Scarlett)

Striker: J-Jordan!!

Drunk: Get out of the way man! We want some of that ass! >:3

Leo: Oooooh you're gonna regret saying that... *unsheathes claws with Timber*

Drunk: Fuck off dude! We wanna fuck this lady HARD! >:)

(Timber's eyes become enraged and he growls loudly) Leo: *whispers to Timber* Please don't kill them this time... Timber: No promises, but I'll try for your sake. >:(

(Timber leaps towards them and punches and slashes the living hell out of the drunks, keeping them away from Dust Striker)

(Scarlett helps her up and gets her to the roof safely while Leo stays and makes sure Timber doesn't go too far)

(Timber keeps beating them up until he threw one good punch at a drunk, which knocked him out cold. The other drunks stopped and looked at the knocked out guy and Timber) Drunk: Oooooh shit let's get the hell out of here! 0_0

Timber: YEAH YOU BETTER FUCKING RUN!! I SEE YOU NEAR HER AGAIN AND I'LL GUT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YA!!!! YOU HEAR ME?!?!!!

(The drunks' eyes widen and they run away as fast as they could)

Drunk: SHIIIIIIIIT!!!!

Timber: THAT'S RIGHT! GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE YOU SICK BASTARDS!!!! Fyrefly: *to Cyber* Damn, your husband's got quite the temper 0_0

Cyber: *smiles* I know, just another reason why i love him.... :)

Tiger: Only YOU can tame THAT beast... (Leo and Timber jump back up and everyone surrounds Striker)

Draco: Are you alright Jo?!

Striker: *sniffs* No...I'm not...

Draco: Oh....oh god......*looks at Striker's face* This.....this is trauma.....you clearly went through this kind of thing before.....right....?

(Striker nods and Natura and Scarlett immediately hug her tightly)

Fyrefly: Oh....poor girl.....

(Leo and Tiger join the group hug while Cyber squeezes Timber's hand, as he looks tense and still angry)

Cyber: Jordan....

Timber: *deep breath* I'm fine...wish I coulda made some of those guys bleed though...

Cyber: I-I know you want to.....you just wanted to keep Jo safe but.....she's here with us now.....she's safe.....she's gonna be okay.....

Timber: *squeezes his hand tighter* I didn't just want that to happen to Jo again...I also got flashbacks to when...Night Thief had you...

(Cyber freezes, remembering Night Thief) Cyber: But.....Jordan....they weren't the akuma.....they were just a bunch of drunk guys...! They weren't like him! They weren't..... (He clings onto Timber's hand tightly)

Timber: How were they any different?! They both think they can do what they want with another person and don't feel ANY remorse for it! The only difference is that THOSE guys didn't have powers! But that doesn't make them any less dirty! *holds Cyber's face* I don't EVER wanna see you or ANYONE I care about in that position...ever...

(Cyber had a few shaky breaths as he looked at Timber)

Timber: *lowers his head* I can't...I don't ever wanna see that happen...not to you...not to Jo...not to anybody...

(Cyber slowly leans in and lays a little kiss on Timber's forehead) Cyber: *softly* I know you don't.....you love us so much.....you don't want to see anyone hurt...in any way....

Cyber: That won't happen...I know it won't, not to any of us...because we have you...you always come through, no matter the odds...

Cyber: You would go through hell and back just to keep us safe from danger.....and i'm so glad i got to know a man that could do that....

Timber: How could you know that...? Cyber: Because you did it...you were captured by Raven Claw and tortured for three days, but you still had the strength to save me from Night Thief. *kisses him on the lips* You're a miracle in every sense of the word. Whenever we need you...you appear...

Timber: *smiles* Damn right i do....

(They kiss) Cyber: Now...I think you should make sure Jo is alright. ;)

Timber: Yeah...

(Timber goes over and Striker gives him a hug; they talk softly for a bit until Striker seems to calm down)

Timber: *softly* You good Jo?

Striker: *sniffs* Yeah...I think I am...at least we...*blinks* Oh SHIT!! *leaps to her feet*

Timber: Woah, what?!

Striker: Volph! Volph was with me and we got separated when those creeps got us!!

Leo: Oh shit! We gotta find her!

(Everyone nods and starts to head out, Cyber finally feeling focused enough to walk on his own)

Timber: You sure you can walk on your own Peach?

Cyber: I'll be fine.

Timber: Oookay then....

(They move to the next building and hear screaming from inside) ???: STOP!!! LET GO OF MY TAILS!!!

Leo: *ears perk up* That's her!

(They break through the window to see a few drunk guys around Volph, pulling on her many tails to keep her from escaping)

Volph: STOP!! D:<

Striker: Get the HELL off her!!! *to the others* Mind if I take some revenge of my own? >:(

Timber: Go ahead Jo! Make ya best bud proud! >:3

Striker: Oh I plan to. (She charges at full strength)

(She unsheathed her claws and striked them on the drunks)

(In mere seconds they were all on the ground out cold)

(Striker rushes over to Volph)

Striker: You okay Vix?!

Volph: Y-Yeah....

(Striker helps her up and the others gather around)

Leo: Oh thank god you’re okay!

Draco: You sure you're not hurt?

Volph: I’m sure!

Cyber: Thank goodness... Fyrefly: Let's get out of here in case any more show up

Draco: Yes, let’s go.

(They exit the building and get back onto the roof where they see four familiar flying figures in the distance)

Cyber: Is that....? Leo: Owl!

(Leo waves the down and Swan notices) Swan: It's Leo and Cyber!! And others too!! Owl: Oh thank goodness!! (They fly down to them, putting down their passengers)

Cloudy and Stag: Jeremy! :^D

Leo: Hayden!! Adri!! *they hug* Coral: Brookie Cookie!!!

Natura: Chloe!! (They hug)

Owl: Thank goodness you're safe!

Fyrefly: Yeah!

???: I see them!! Told you!! (They turn to see Dasher's group heading their way)

Scarlet: *gasp* MAX!! PHILIP!!

Atlantic and Jade: SEBASTIAN!! Pacific: RICH!! Skipper: CHRISTINE!!

Papillon: JENNA!! :D Tiger: JAKE! BRO!! :D

(The three groups hug and others reunite happily)

Owl: I’m so happy everyone’s alright!

Cyber: We're finally all back together! Leo: Now we can find that akuma and kick his ass! >:3

All: YEAH!

Papillion: One question!! ...Where is the akuma?

Leo: ......Uhhhh.....0_0

Tiger: .....Shit...

Inferno: We got so tied up trying to find everyone that we didn’t even bother looking for the Akuma that did this!

Coral: That asshole could be ANYWHERE!

(Suddenly, there was a small soundwave surrounding the large crowd of drunk people. And suddenly, they started to swarm around the city, trashing anything and any place they see) (While loud music plays)

(The holders with sensitive ears all cover them and grimace) Cyber: ...I don't think that's necessarily true.

(Suddenly, a speaker box turns on) ???: PARTY ON MY DUDES!! THIS WHOLE CITY IS WIDE OPEN FOR YA TO PARTY DOWN!! >:D

(The sensitive hearers all cry out and cower) Leo: FUCK, MY EARS!!! Hound: GOD WHYYYYYYY?!

(The loud music blasts the whole time the drunk swarm tear through the city, breaking into buildings and homes, dancing like maniacs, and even invading pools by swimming and diving in them)

Draco: *over the music* We need to find the source and FAST!!

Leo: *winces* Y-Yeah! The sooner, the BETTER! (It got worse once the music starts playing loud dubstep music)

Scarlett: *yelps from the loud bass dropping* OH GOD IT HURTS!!! (It gets so bad that those with sensitive ears start to stumble, including Leo, Hound, Ursa, Arctic, Dasher, Timber, Natura, Tiger, and Scarlet)

(The other Miraculous Holders come to their aid) Cyber: Leo! Jordan!

Timber: OW OW OW FUCK!! IT'S SO LOUD!!

Leo: OW OW OW OW OW!! MY FUCKING EARS!!!

Owl: Everyone help someone who has sensitive ears; because it's only going to get worse since we have to find the source!!

(Everyone helps the ones with sensitive ears by holding them)

Cyber: *to Timber* Looks like I get to carry YOU for a change ;)

Timber: Erk....yeah...!

(Everyone pairs up; Coral carries Natura, Pacific carries Tiger, Jade carries Scarlett, Atlantic carries Jeremy, Stag carries Dasher, Cloudy carries Hound, Swan carries Arctic, and Ace carries Ursa)

Owl: Alright let’s go!

(They all head towards the source of the soundwaves, carrying the sensitive holders with them)

(As they were moving, they noticed the swarm of drunk people were even wilder than before)

Cyber: If we don't hurry, they'll tear the whole city apart!

Atlantic: Haven’t they tried to tear apart this city before? -_- Owl: In some ways yes but not like this! (Suddenly, someone tried to throw an unconscious guy at the Miraculous Holders)

Striker: Holy- *catches the guy and puts him down before it hits Cyber and Timber*

(More people started to throw things around the streets, even seeing some people burst through glass windows of stores and buildings)

Fyrefly: Dear god, it's CHAOS down there!!

Owl: Oh lord, is this how far humans would go during Frat Parties?!

Pacific: No, not even Frat Kids would go this far without SOME kind of police intervention!

Jade: Wait, I remember Jane mentioning when she called the police, they never answered at all!

Atlantic: That's probably because these lunatics got them plastered and they're out partying with the rest of them! Cyber: That would explain where the guns came from...

(They keep running through the rooftops, looking for the source, but then another soundwave hits them, making the music louder. But the source came from a different place than the first time it was used) (In fact, this time the source to that second one was a bit far away from them)

Swan: Oh no...! (The hearing sensitive holders all cry out in pain from the increased music, dangerously close to passing out)

Atlantic: Oh great, the asshole is running around the place! >:(

Ace: We need to pick up the pace!!

Swan: Yeah! (They keep running through the rooftops until eventually they found the source to the second soundwave, it came from the water park, where it was turned into a rave party filled with crazy drunks running all over the place) (The drunks were dancing poorly to the rave music and some of them were passed out on the ground)

Volph: Well...at least we found them... Swan: I'm kinda scared...

(Then a speakerbox turns on) ???: LETS PARTY UNTIL THE SUN COMES UP BROS!!! (The drunks cheer loudly)

Cyber: *glances at Timber on his back as he cringes from the noise* First things first, we need to take out those speakers and stop that music!

Owl: Yes, for their sake!

(They carefully lay the sensitive holders down on the roof of the pool house)

(They jump down and race around to find the source of the music. While they were searching, Swan spots something odd, an unconscious and passed out Raven Claw floating on a floatie wearing a Hawaii t-shirt over his suit, large pink sunglasses, and has a churro shoved in his mouth)

Swan: .......it's moments like this where I'm ASTOUNDED I'm related to him.... -_-

(They keep looking until they found the source to the music.)

(They all gather around the speakers, DJ stand, and pounds of wires) inferno: *lights hand on fire* Let's light it up. >:3 (The other holders grin evilly and get their powers ready)

(They fire and destroy the DJ stand, however, for some odd reason, the music kept playing)

Atlantic: The fuck?! Cloudy: Why isn't it stopping?!

???: Cause the music is fucking everywhere dude! You can’t just stop the party like that! >:3

(They whirl around and see the akuma standing above them)

Party Maniac: Yo Party Crashers! I don’t like ya tryin’ to tear my party down! >:(

Cyber: Your 'party' has put COUNTLESS innocent lives in danger!!! >:(

Party Maniac: Pffft, does it look like I give a shit? If anything, what those guys are doing out there is what is making this party the best EVER! >:D

Atlantic: They tried to SHOOT OUR BABY BROTHER!!!

Party Maniac: They’re DRUNK! Of course they couldn’t tell the difference between your brother and a target! Drunk people do all sorts of crazy shit!

Owl: And what exactly are you planning to tell them when they sober up?! That they endangered others and took lives?!

Party Maniac: Nothing except they had the BEST PARTY EVER!! (Air horns fill the sky once he said “best party ever”)

Coral: *growls* I've HAD it!! Atlantic: So have I!! We're taking this fucker down HARD!!

Party Maniac: Aww, what’s the matter? Some folks pissing ya off? And for what? Cause your buddies can’t handle having the party of their lifes? >:3c

Maniac: In fact your buds over there are being killjoys too. *gestures to the barely conscious sensitive holders*

Maniac: So let’s turn it up and MAKE SOME NOISE!!! (Another soundwave appears, knocking the Miraculous Holders down and the music becoming louder)

(The holders manage to get up, their ears ringing) Maniac: I think your friends back there are just a bit tired! Maybe a dip in the pool will wake them up. >:3c (Drunk people start climbing onto the roof of the pool house where the sensitive holders are)

Maniac: That’s right dudes! Grab em and THROW them in the pool! >:3

(The drunk guys cheer and drag the holders by the tails towards the edge of the roof)

(A couple of drunk guys were dragging Timber down) Drunk: DAMN this bitch’s heavy as FUCK! Drunk Girl: C’mon furry boy! Wet that fur of yours! :3

pika-ace Cyber: You...GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM!!! *he shoots to his feet and runs towards them, lightning at the ready*

(More hands keep grabbing Timber alongside the others, all pulling them down) Drunk: *dragging Timber* Is it just me or is this guy ripped? Drunk: Nah it must be you bruh.

(Cyber sees red and shoots lightning at the feet of the ones holding the sensitive holders)

(Most of them fell but two guys cling onto Timber and Dasher’s tails tightly)

(The other holders start to follow in Cyber's footsteps and take out the ones around their fellow holders; Cyber goes straight for the one holding Timber while Swan helps Dasher)

(The drunk clinging onto Dasher slowly climbs up towards Dasher) Drunk: I’m gonna get em~! >:3

Swan: Like hell you will! *he draws his sword and slashes at them*

Drunk: GAH!! (The drunk falls off of Dasher and lands on the ground) Drunk: Owwww fucking hell.....

Ace: *lands on the drunks keeping them from getting up* Have I told you that you're INCREDIBLY hot when you use that sword of yours, Rose? ;3c

Swan: *blushes* Heh heh....i know! Maybe a little badass don't you think? >w<

Ace: Damn right you are. ;)

Swan: Yep!

(Meanwhile, the drunks are dangerously close to throwing Timber into the pool, and a livid Cyber approaches them, hands lit) Cyber: *dangerous killing voice* Take your hands off my husband, you drunken piece of shit.

Drunk: Whaaa??? Husband? What the FUCK are you talking about man? Drunk Girl: Also *flips the bird* Fuck you!

Cyber: In the words of my teammate Coral Wave...YOU FIRST! *he sends a blast of lightning right at them*

(It hits most of them, however a drunk barely dodged the blast) Drunk: OH SHIT *hugs Timber's head* THIS BITCH IS CRAZY!

Cyber: I said... *picks the drunk up by the shirt* DON'T TOUCH HIM!!

Drunk: Hooooooly CRAP! The fuck's wrong with ya dude?! What's so special about that furry *n word*

(Cyber's eyes glow with electricity and rage) Cyber: *dangerously* Like I said... *pulls the drunk close* That's my husband. (He covers his arm with electricity, shocking the drunk before throwing him with all his might)

(The other drunks saw the scene and quickly ran away from Cyber and Timber) Drunk: HOLY FUCK DUDE!!! Drunk: THIS BITCH IS CRAZY!!!

Cyber: YEAH!! YOU BETTER FUCKING RUN!!! IF I SEE YOU TOUCH MY HUSBAND AGAIN, I'M COMING FOR ALL OF YOU!!!!! Fyrefly: ...Holy shit, they're MADE for each other... 0_0

Maniac: (standing above Cyber, giving him a look) And you think MY GUYS are hurting people, you literally just fucking ELECTROCUTED that dude!

Cyber: *enraged* Oh yeah?! I hurt them?! That doesn't even come CLOSE TO A FRACTION OF WHAT THEY DID TO US!!!!

Manic: *holds hands up* Holy shit dude, calm the fuck down.

Cyber: NO! You know what?! I'm SICK and TIRED of ALL OF THIS!!! *his body starts to light up with lightning that starts to grow* Your PARTY not ONLY woke us up at the MOST UNGODLY HOUR, you KEPT US UP, had us SEARCH for HOURS for not just you, but our FRIENDS WHO YOU CAPTURED AND TORTURED, FORCED not just US but INNOCENT PEOPLE into drunken activities and EVEN UNWANTED SEXUAL ADVANCES, and your music...your GOD DAMN MUSIC HAS NOT ONLY BEEN MAKING MY EARS RING FOR HOURS BUT IT'S HURT MY SON, MY HUSBAND, AND THE REST OF MY FAMILY!!! (He stalks towards Maniac, lightning flying off him) Cyber: You have pushed ALL of my buttons!!! And I swear to GOD, once I am DONE with you, you won't be able to even THINK about parties without me FINDING YOU AND ELECTROCUTING YOU INTO NOTHING BUT A PILE OF ASHES!!!

(As when Cyber finished his rant, everything felt like time froze, the drunks stopped what they're doing and stare at Cyber, the music now turned into a low beat, and Party Maniac just stares at Cyber) Maniac: .......Jesus FUCKING Christ! 0_0

(Cyber leans in close, glowing brightly with blue electricity, this eyes glowing) Cyber: *dangerous voice almost echoing* So, do you want to do this the easy and hand over your akuma NOW? *he holds up his lightning ridden hand* Or would you rather the hard way, which involves me REDUCING you to NOTHING?

(Party Maniac stands there for a moment, and then quickly flies away at top speed) Maniac: WE'RE GOING ON A RUN DUDES!!! (All the drunks follow him)

Cyber: Hard way it is. GET BACK HERE!!!! (Cyber gives chase, his rage and lightning giving him more speed than anyone thought possible)

Maniac: *looks at Cyber* Crap! (opens up a portal and scoops everyone up into it, once every drunk was at the other side, Party Maniac quickly flew in)

Cyber: YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY AGAIN!!! *flies through portal after him*

(At the other side, Maniac panics and quickly flies towards a far away spot and hides) Maniac: Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap, CRAAAAAP!!!! Maniac: This dude is FUCKING insane!!! Maniac: And all because they touched his husband?! Maniac: OOOOOOH CRAAAAAP

(Cyber emerges and looks around, his lightning spreading just about everywhere with every step he takes) Cyber: Where are you, you little PUNK?! You can't hide from me forever!!

(He looks around, glaring dangerously at ANYONE who dared stared at him) Drunk Girl: Hooooly shit! 0_0 (Some drunks pulled out their phones and recorded what they were seeing)

(Everyone parts like the Red Sea as Cyber moves briskly until he stops) Cyber: If someone steps forward and tells me where Party Maniac is, I WON'T electrocute all of you. *sends out a small shockwave*

(Everyone cowers in fear, shaking and clinging onto each other.) Drunk: P-P-Please.....don't kill me....!

Cyber: Then spill. Where. Is. He?

(The drunk curls up and whimpers in fear) Drunk: P-P-P-P-Please......*tears up* D-D-Don't.....!

(Cyber growls, his electricity growing when another drunk steps forward) Drunk: HE’S AT THE TOWER AT THE EDGE OF THE CITY!!!!

(However, little did everyone know, he was slowly creeping up until he heard the guy call out) Maniac: CRAP! (He opens a portal and flies in)

(Cyber spots him at the last second and runs into the portal after him)

(He flies back into New Jersey flying as fast as he can) (Party Maniac spots the Miraculous Holders and screams) Maniac: YOUR DUDE IS CRAZY!!!!!!

(Cyber chases him back to the water park and lands, the akuma hiding behind Wise Owl as he glares and growls at him) Cyber: Now...finally... *he grabs him by the front of his shirt and lifts him up* No more running OR flying for you.

Maniac: *tearing up and shaking in fear* P-P-P-P-Please man.....d-d-don't kill me.....! I-I-I-I just wanted to make the best party ever....!

Cyber: *glaring daggers* Your akuma. NOW.

(Party Maniac uncontrollably sobs, terribly shaking in fear) Maniac: *sobbing* DON'T KILL ME!!!!

Cyber: Give it to me, and I won’t.

(Party Maniac doesn't respond, he just keeps crying and shaking uncontrollably)

(Cyber rolls his eyes and looks the akuma over until he finds a flask in his pocket and takes it) Cyber: *pulls him close* I want you to remember this moment, the next time you and your party shenanigans decide to force ANYONE into ANYTHING. Am I clear?

(Party Master cries uncontrollably, not even responding or listening to a single word he said) Maniac: You're a monster, you're a monster, you're a monster....! (He keeps repeating those words in fear)

(Cyber throws him into a floatie in the pool) Cyber: Sometimes you need to be one in order to take another monster down. (He drops the flask and stomps on it, crushing with all his might)

(As a black bird flies out of it, Party Maniac curls up into a ball, clearly this made him traumatized more against Cyber Shock than what he did)

(Cyber Shock purifies the akuma and restores ALL the damage and the lightning around him finally starts to recede, Cyber taking deep breaths as his anger high ends)

(Suddenly, the sound of police sirens can be heard)

Atlantic: THERE they are!

(The Police arrive and they charge into the water park, however, they were aiming towards the once Party Maniac, AND Cyber Shock)

Cyber: Wha-?! Leo: Whoa, What the hell?!

Police: Sir, we received multiple calls from Virginia saying you were threatening to kill everyone in the area. We understand you were doing your job as a hero, but we like to take you in for questioning, because genocide threats should NOT be passed lightly.

(Cyber blinks and remembers his actions, realizing the he should have known there would be consequences) Cyber: ...Alright. I’ll come with you.

Leo: B-But dad.....!

Cyber: It’s alright, son. I need to face the consequences of my actions; I’ll be alright.

Leo: A-Are you sure....?

Cyber: I’m sure. (He exchanges a look with Timber)

Timber: Will......

Cyber: I’ll be home soon, I promise. *he turns and walks to the police car with the officers*

(Once they got him in and the guy that was once Party Maniac, they drove off) (Owl looks up and sees a sunrise coming)

Owl: Probably the longest night of our lives...and it’s finally over...

Leo: Yeah......but....i-i still can't believe Cy was taken by the police....! I-I don't care if they're just gonna ask him some shit, wh-what if they lock him up?! What if i can never see Eric again?! I-I-I don't want to loose dad....!!

Timber: Hey hey hey, Jeremy it’s okay. They just wanna question him about what happened. I’m sure it was just a misunderstanding; he’ll explain what happened, they’ll probably give him a warning, and then let him go.

Leo: H-H-How do you know that they're gonna do that....? (Leo was tearing up, worried about Cyber Shock)

Timber: *grips his shoulders* Because I know Will. He may have been acting all cuckoo with rage, but I KNOW he never intended to follow through on that threat to those people. Hell you heard him, he threatened to kill Party Maniac if he didn’t give up his akuma and even though he didn’t give it up, he still didn’t kill him. Atlantic: He’s right; threats only work when the other party thinks you’re not messing around; if you can scare your enemy shitless, then you don’t have to follow through on the threat at all.

Draco: Indeed. Though, i feel a bit bad about that man, he was clearly traumatized by Cyber's actions.....

Coral: Well he shouldn’t have taken his ‘party’ that far... Striker: Yeah...we all got hurt because of it.

Hound: They were drunk anyways sooo.....i guess they didn't mean it? I guess.....? Hound: C'mon guys, i'm trying to find the lighter side of this okay?! Hound: *softly* If you can call it that...

Dasher: Sometimes there isn’t really any lighter side you can find... Cloudy: Just because they were drunk, it doesn’t erase what they did...

Hound: *ears droop* I was trying okay?! :(

Papillion: And we appreciate it Hound, really. It’s sweet that you wanna cheer us up

Hound: Yeah.....after all the shit we went through....we pretty much deserve it.....

Owl: Speaking of...I think we all deserve a good rest. We stayed up more than half the night.

Swan: Yeah, we been active the whole night...we deserve some rest... Ace: *wraps arm around Swan* Yes, you wouldn't mind if i sleep with you my rose?

Swan: O-Of course not >\\\<

Ace: *kisses Swan's cheek* I knew it! (Looks at Dasher and winks)

Dasher: Ugh...I’m too tired to complain... (They all slowly disperse, heading for home, mentally and physically exhausted)

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