#i kinda wanna try making a snow dragon if enough snow falls & sticks around...

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

behold!

my first snowman ever...

[pooka-dragon]

Snow day

Okay, I swear there is gonna be less angst in this one, but it is a little interaction involving Bendy with snow. I asked @shinyzango of how he’ll react to snow. It won’t be as effective as water would, but if he does stand out there for awhile, his movement will start to freeze up a bit.  But he will get to experience it for the first time since he’s been out of the studio. 

So let’s get to it! 

Henry groaned a bit when he felt something eagerly nudging him awake. “Henry, Henry, wake up!” Henry could tell who it was by the familiar voice. 

He blinked one eye open to glance at his alarm clock and groaned at the time. It was not even sunrise yet, showing it was five in the morning.

“Bendy, it’s early in th’ mornin’...go back ‘t sleep....” Henry groaned, pulling the blanket over his head to try to go back asleep again. But that wasn’t happening as he grunts when Bendy sat on his chest, trying to wake him up. 

“But Henry! Something happened outside!” Something got the little guy excited...

...and he was not gonna leave Henry alone until he see’s it. 

As much as he wanted to go back to sleep, Henry sighs deeply and managed to wake himself up, glancing at the small demon that seemed like he was gonna burst out of excitement. 

“What is it that ya wanna show me?” He asked, slowly sitting up and stretched. 

“Henry, look outside!” Bendy said, going over to his window and hopped up a bit to look at it. Henry slowly got out of bed to see what was getting the demon all excited. His expression changed when he saw outside. 

The streets was covered with snow, snowflakes still falling down from the sky. The streetlights gave it a luminous glow, to make it so calm and peaceful. Henry smiled a bit as he leaned over a bit to look outside. 

“Wow...I haven’t seen it snow like this in such a long time.” He smiled, glancing at the scenery. “Snow? What’s snow?” Bendy asked, looking up at him. Henry looks down at him, then tries to think of a way to explain it to him. 

“Well...when the weather gets cold enough, it’ll produce this instead of rain. Snow is like rain, only it is frozen. And so people play in it when there’s a few inches of snow on the ground. 

“Oh, can we go, Henry!? Pretty please!? I wanna play in the snow!” Bendy hopped up and down, having his hands together and looks at Henry with a hopeful expression. 

“I don’t know, bud...” 

“PLLEEEAAASSSE??” Bendy’s eyes got a bit bigger. Henry stares at him for a brief moment before sighing. 

“Oh, can those eyes get any bigger--don’t answer that.” He chuckled, pointing at Bendy when he was gonna say something about it. Henry sighed. “...alright, let me see if any of my sweaters will fit ya...don’t want you freezing out there, huh?” He asked, going into his closet to find something for Bendy. 

Bendy could hardly contain his excitement, making a squeak toy sound effect, making Henry chuckle a bit at that before finding something. “Here we go. Might be a bit big for you, but I’ll think it’ll help you keep warm.” He said, pulling out a green sweater. 

It seemed pretty worn out, but it’ll keep the demon warm as he placed it over his head. “There we go...you okay, bud?” He asked. He could only get a nod from him in response before he pulled the neckline down a bit to talk. 

“I’m okay, Henry.” Bendy smiled. Henry smiled a bit before he puts on a thick jacket, getting his boots on, then finding another pair of boots for Bendy. 

As he made sure that Bendy was well warm enough, he got to the front door and looks Bendy. “You ready, Bendy?” Henry asked. Bendy nods, holding his hand. Henry smiled at him before opening the door. 

A cool breeze hits them both and Bendy could only stare at the place in awe. He slowly walked out when Henry walked out into the snow. The snow underneath Bendy’s feet crunched every time he took a step.

Bendy smiled as he spun around, looking at the scene, then looks at Henry. “So what people do for fun in the snow, Henry?” Bendy asked. Henry smiled at him. “Well, they make snowmen, have snowball fights or make snow angels.” He smiled. 

“What’s a snowman?” Bendy asked and Henry smiled. “Alright, first we need three large balls of snow--”

“I got this!” Bendy rushed and made three large balls of snow, which they were a tad bit bigger than Henry. Just as he was about to say something, Bendy already stacked them onto another, as if they weighed nothing at all.

“....remind me not to underestimate your strength.” Henry smiled, chuckling and that made the small demon giggle as well. “So what now, Henry?” Bendy asked. “Well, now let’s get sticks for the arms and stones to make a face for our snowman.” He said. 

Bendy nods as he managed to find the stones easily and Henry got sticks, managing to place them on the snowman. “You wanna do the face for our snowman, Bendy?” He asked. 

Bendy nods eagerly before looking up at how tall the snowman was. “....I should’ve thought this through when I made ‘im this big...” Bendy said, making Henry chuckled softly. 

“Here, I’ll help you out.” He smiled, picking him up. Bendy looks at Henry, who placed him on his shoulders and Bendy nods. He stood up slowly on his shoulders, keeping balance as Henry held his feet. 

It took Bendy a minute, but placed the stones on the snowman, making the snowman having a smile. “Like this, Henry?” He asked and Henry nods. “Yep, exactly like that.” He smiled before placing him back down.

Bendy smiled at their snowman before looking at Henry. “Okay, so what about a snowball fight? How does that work?” Bendy asked and Henry smirked a bit, which was a playful smirk. 

“Okay, you gather up snow in your hand like this,” He demonstrated as he gathered it up in his hands and Bendy did the same. 

“Then you bunch it up until it looks like a ball.” He said and Bendy nods. 

“Now what?” Bendy asked, having his ready. 

“The point of having snowball fights is when two people or more start throwing snowballs at each other. It’s kinda like a sport for everyone to enjoy. But don’t hit people in the face, they don’t like that--”

He was cut off when suddenly felt a snowball being hit on the side of his head, completely catching him off guard. He looks down at Bendy, who tried to look innocent as an angel halo ‘popped’ on the top of his head. 

Henry smirked a bit and got his snowball ready. “So you wanna do it that way, huh?” 

Bendy gasped a bit and ran away from Henry as he chucked the snowball at him, missing him by a few inches. “You’re gonna get it, bud!” Henry chuckled, getting another snowball ready before chucking it once again, managing to hit Bendy’s arm. 

They threw a few back and forth until Bendy hits a snowball square on Henry’s chest. He groaned as he playfully fell backwards, playing dead as Bendy laughed and managed to walk over to him. “...Henry?” Bendy called out, still giggling. 

Henry cracked one eye open before closing it quickly until Bendy got close. Once he did, he grabbed the demon into his arms. “Gotcha!” Bendy laughed as he tried to wiggle out of Henry’s arms as he fell back in the snow, both of them laughing. 

Henry smiled as he looks at the sky, hugging Bendy as he giggled until he calmed down, hugging Henry. “I didn’t think snow will be this much fun, Henry.” Bendy smiled and Henry looks at him. 

“Yeah...I haven’t done this in years...it was pretty fun.” He smiled until he felt Bendy’s movement was slowing down a bit and he looks down at Bendy. 

“Hey, you okay, bud?” Henry asked, then felt him shiver a bit. “I...I c-c-can’t move a-a lot.” He stuttered and Henry looks at him before sitting up. He noticed Bendy’s arm being stiffed. “...we better get you inside. You’re probably starting to freeze up because you’re made of ink...” He unzipped his jacket and tucked Bendy inside to help him keep warm as he stood up.

Bendy clings onto Henry, shivering a bit as they got inside back of the house. He glanced at Bendy before going over to the living room. He goes over to the fireplace to get it started. 

Once it starts to go, he goes over to the kitchen and after a few minutes, he came back with two cups of hot chocolate. 

Bendy was clinging to the blankets, still shivering a bit, but not as bad as before. When Henry came into the living room, he gently picked Bendy up and placed him on his lap, covering them both with a blanket. 

“Here ya go, Bendy...careful, it’s hot.” Henry said softly, handing Bendy the mug of hot chocolate. Bendy managed to hold onto the mug as he took a small sip. 

“...how you feeling?” He asked. 

“...a bit better...” Bendy said, looking at him. Henry smiled as he rubbed Bendy’s head gently. “Next time, we’ll time of how long we stay out there so that we can avoid you freezing up, okay?”

Bendy could only nod and snuggled up against Henry, tucking the blanket a bit closer as he relaxed. 

Henry smiled a bit tiredly and sadly as he leaned back against the recliner, having one arm around Bendy. “....thanks, Henry.” Bendy mumbled before he finally fell asleep. Henry smiled as he affectionately squeezed him softly. 

“....you’re welcome, bud...” 

FLUFF IS HERE, YAY!!! 

Thank you all for reading this and there will be more to come! 

Until then, 

Pooka-dragon

[bogb0ng]

Excuse me ma'am, we're going to have to see you answer 1-100.

Yessir! 

1. I always have more milk than cereal! (i’m basically a child) 

2. I love the cold on my cheeks but 9i don’t like th burning sensation after too much 

3. Scraps of papers sometimes i just fold the page corner

4. I take my coffee with just creamer and my tea i take black! 

5. Absolutely not! i love my smile and i’m very happy 

6. i do! i have a cactus at home and I have an aloe plant in my dorm room 

7. not really thats a lot to remember 

8. I use poetry, drawings, and writing to express myself. sometimes song lyrics 

9. fun fact I hum all the time if you listen really closely! if im really comfortable i’ll sing 

10. I sleep on my Tum! also wrapped around a body pillow because i get lonely at night 

11. we don’t have any yet! 

12. PLUTO! (viva la pluto fuck you!) 

13. talking to my friend Hunter 

14. it’s probably your typical open concept brick warehouse type flat 

15. a shot glass filled with neutron star matter would weigh as much as mount everest! 

16. I really like cajun chicken fettuccini 

17. either blonde or ginger 

18. I used to pretend to be married to my best friend in kindergarten... i guess thats one 

19. I’ve been wanting to keep a journal for a while, but i just can’t 

20. oddly enough I really like deep brown/hazel eyes, but also blue!

21. sadly that bag was retired long ago after the straps broke years ago, but i had a green turtle backpack with spikes all over it! 

22. NOOOO I’m very much the person who convinces you to get back in bed and snuggle 

23. walk around pantsless eat yummy snacks, binge watch netflix and  play video games all day! 

24. Yes, but sadly she’s in Alberta and we rarely get to talk, but she knows everything 

25. oddly enough i trespassed into my cousins old property to hot tub. 

26. A pair of brown boots my mom bought me (they look like hiking boots) 

27. Spearmint!! 

28. sunset! because then i get to watch the moon rise 

29. they check up on me

30. yes. petrified 

31. I love really fuzzy socks! i sleep with them when my feet are cold (which is apparently always right now) i have tons of wool socks, but like 2-3 pairs of normal socks.

32. I’m like never awake past 2 am so i don’t have any stories im sorry!

33. I really like cupcakes!! 

34. I still have him!! I named it Bubby.. it kinda looks like a mouse crossed with a bear?? and it has this rattle inside it.. idk i still have it somewhere and i love it 

35. I love them! but i don’t buy them ever because my writing is very messy and I don’t have anyone to send my pretty stationary 

36. City and colour mostly

37. my rooms a mixture of messy and clean at times 

38. I hate rude people! especially when people fake not knowing who i am or ignoring me.... and petty people 

39. black... most of my wardrobe is black lol

40. I have a bracelet from pandora that i lost and never found..... I’m really sad because it had all these charms that were sentimental to me :( 

41. the new harry potter cursed child book!! I was so into it!

42. I don’t but i guess timmies is cool

43. no one. i watch the stars alone most nights because no one will with me 

44. actually i’m feeling serene and at peace right now for some reason! 

45. yes. but also no because they can lead me astray 

46. I’m not very good with puns sorry!!

47. any kind of animal testicles 

48. Heights and falling from them.... yes i’m still terrified 

49. I never actually bought a CD 

50. I collect teeth... like the metal ones i’ve made in lab! (i work in dental) 

51. Slow hands.... (don’t ask me why) 

52. hewwo (i hate and love it) 

53. LOVEEEEEE rocky horror is my fave

54. myself....

55. straight up chugged some hot sauce 

56. a heart of gold, a sweet smile, a good sense of humor and a sense of the world 

57. It makes me feel good and of course~! go hard or go home 

58. Julians the vodka (aunt) and Ash is the wine (mom) 

59.the lochness monster actually! 

60. Anything from Neil highborne 

61. an already owned batman figurine i gave to my brother when i was 5 and i received a selfie stick.... 

62. yeppers!! either orange juice or cranberry raspberry juice 

63. i just leave em be 

64. pitch black right now 

65.Yeah I’d love to see Devon tbh 

66. probably big yellow sunflowers because i’m happy rn 

67. I love them! i feel at home oddly

68. very cold and covered in snow. YAY CANADA

69. i actually don’t like board games i prefer card games! 

70. no and i dont wanna 

71. I really like a tea called sweet lime 

72. yesssss!!! 

73. i bite my nails when i’m extremely anxious 

74. lets see they’re very kind and caring. they care about me no matter what mood i’m in they don’t talk with me often, but i always feel safe when i talk to them. 

75. i have a golden retriever! his name is crash and he’s a goofball!! 

76. studying 

77. PINK! OMIGOSH!!!! 

78. hateeeee

79. told me i was cute

80. white :( no i didn’t get to choose 

81. the dark spot/circle where a knot used to stick out of a tree on a stained coffee table 

82. not the greatest, but i try 

83. everything from imagine dragons 

84.yess!!! i want tree rings and plants 

85. i used to! archie comics all the wayyyy

86. eh no

87. rocky horror, a clock work orange, lord of the rings

88. banksy i like a lot 

89. i was a lot more when i was younger, but i’m struggling since we butt heads from time to time it feels 

90. CN TOWER THAT IS ALL

91. scotland!! i want to see my heritage 

92. DROWN ER IN CHEESE 

93. hair in a bun or down in my messy curly mop 

94. chris was! 

95. i’m going on a halloween haunt friday night and studying the rest of the weekend!! 

96. procrastinateee lol i hate updates 

97. ISFP, Capricorn, Hufflepuff 

98. it’s been a long time, but i love hiking so much!! i love being alone in nature 

99. hunter, chris, robin, brendan, josh, katie

100. probably 5 years into the future? im always wondering what the future holds for me so  yeah! 

[choupetit]

GOT Recap: The Spoils of War

Airdate: 8/6/2017 ; Season 7, episode 4 

 So, I don’t mean to be dramatic or anything, but…OMG, THIS WEEK’S GAME OF THRONES WAS FREAKIN’ AMAZING!!! This episode was a beautiful gift from the TV gods with more reunions, more Jon and Dany, more Littlefinger side eye, and dragons galore! I’ve managed to gather up my jaw from the floor to bring you the recap of “The Spoils of War”, so let’s not waste another moment! 

But Jaime, I Want A Castle NOW! 

Ah, the spoils of war, indeed! The Lannister army has packed up all the goodies and gold they’ve won after their surprise attack on House Tyrell and they’re on their way home from Highgarden. Jaime Lannister grabs a hefty bag of gold from the money wagon and hands it to Bronn, then sends the driver on his merry way to King’s Landing. Mopey Bronn has a bad case of First World problems as he bitches and moans about how he wants a proper reward, like…oh, I don’t know, a castle…maybe even the one they just stormed. Jaime is all, “Seriously, dude? Quit yer whining, you just got a load of cash. Daenerys Targaryen would probably evict you in a week. And besides, castle upkeep is pricey.  Once you’ve paid the whole Downton Abbey staff and fed the moat monster, there’s barely enough money left to fill your Olympic-sized pool with champagne every day. You’ll get your pick of castles once we’ve won the war.” Bronn musters up the strength to silence his inner Veruca Salt as Randyll Tarly and Dickon (whom Jaime keeps calling Rickon) appear, and Jaime sends the three men off to shake down the local farmers for their harvest.

 Meanwhile at the Red Keep in King’s Landing, Queen Cersei tells the Iron Bank representative that she’s able to repay the full debt she owes. The money is on its way as they speak. The rep is duly impressed and informs Cersei that the bank will be happy to make a new loan for her next venture: Restoring her rule in Westeros. Cersei shares that she’s growing her army and has reached out to the Golden Company in Essos - your basic mercenary placement agency. As soon as the gold arrives, the rep assures Cersei that she’ll have the Iron Bank’s full lending support to pay for her hired guns. 

I Know What You Did Last (Long) Summer 

At Winterfell, Petyr Baelish aka Littlefinger has a one-on-one meeting in Bran’s chambers to give him a gift: The dagger that was used in the assasination attempt against young Bran shortly after his tower-falling accident. The blade is made of Valyrian steel, btw. Littlefinger muses that it could be argued that this dagger launched the War of the Five Kings. He claims that it is his mission to protect the Stark children - anything Bran needs, Littlefinger is his guy. Gee, coming from a slimeball who arranged the worst marriage ever between Sansa and Vile Ramsay, I’d have to say that’s a hard pass. When Bran asks Littlefinger if he knows to whom the dagger belonged, Baelish says no. Littlefinger goes on to ponder that it’s so weird, doncha think, how the dagger led to all the craziness that happened to the Starks, and made Bran who he is today. He remarks that Bran must have seen unfathomable things beyond the Wall (cue laughter) and sympathizes that it must be odd to return to Winterfell among so much chaos. To which Bran flatly replies “Chaos is a ladder.” A hint of alarm flashes across Littlefinger’s face, and luckily for him, Meera Reed appears at the door and he has the perfect excuse to leave. 

Quick side note: If you, like me, were totally confused by Bran’s line, then rejoice for the interwebs! Apparently it’s a callback to a conversation Littlefinger had with Varys back in season 3, when the former said “Chaos is not a pit. Chaos is a ladder.“ 

Bran just out-creeped the resident creeper! Looks like Lord Baelish is going to have to recalibrate all those battles he is always fighting in his head to predict every scenario that could happen in real life! 

 As for Meera, she’s come to bid farewell. She tells Bran that she’d like to stay, but she needs to return to her family what with the snow zombie apocalypse coming, and Bran is about as safe as it gets now that he’s home. Bran goes, “K, cool. Gracias. Bye, Felicia.” Dumbfounded, Meera is all, “Really?! That’s all you’ve gotta say? Wtf, dude. Lots of people died or almost died helping you.” And Bran’s all, “Yeah, so…I’ve got a lot of data uploaded to my brain and it’s kinda hard to keep track of emotions and personality and stuff. But hey, girl, I vaguely remember what it’s like to have feelings and the old me is stoked that you were there for me, but the new me just can’t do this whole attachment thing right now.” Meera’s face crumbles and she says what we all have been thinking, "You died in that cave.” She fails to add “You may want to tone it down on the voyeuristic creepazoid thing, which is freaking everybody out." 

Just outside of Winterfell, Arya has arrived and is trying to convince some a-hole bouncers at the gate that this is her home. They don’t believe her and tell her to eff off, but she talks them into letting her into the courtyard while she waits for them to get Sansa. The guards squabble amongst themselves and when they turn, she’s gone. 

When the guards give Sansa the news of her little sister’s return, she knows exactly where to look for Arya. In the underground mausoleum, Arya stands at her father’s grave when Sansa arrives. It’s a sweet reunion as Arya’s first words are "Do I have to call you Lady Stark now?” And Sansa replies, stone-faced, “Yes.” She breaks into a smile, and the sisters hug warmly. Each hints to the other that they’ve been though hell since they last saw each other. Arya is eager to know if Sansa really killed King Joffrey, and when Sansa says no, Arya tells her he was at the top of her kill list. Sansa thinks she’s joking and Arya lets her. Sansa informs her baby sister that Bran is home, too, and the look on her face screams “Gurl, things are pretty cray around here." 

 The sisters meet up with their brother at the Godswood Tree, which is Bran’s version of “Central Perk”…without the friends, java, or general joie-de-vivre. Arya throws her arms around Bran, who looks like he’s absentmindedly trying to recall typical human interactions, and gives her an awkward emotionless hug. He tells her he saw her at the crossroads to King’s Landing and Winterfell, and seems a bit surprised that she is here. Wait a second, did he only briefly flip to the Arya channel and not bother to see what came next? I thought this guy was all-seeing/knowing! Harrumph! He shows both sisters the dagger he received from Littlefinger. Arya immediately notes it’s made of Valyrian steel while Sansa warns that Littlefinger never does anything for anybody without wanting something in return. Bran don’t care. He gives the dagger to Arya, saying she’ll get more use from it than a cripple. I can’t help feeling he knows that Arya is going to have a run-in with some Whitewalkers and will find that dagger mighty handy. 

Then I Saw His Cave, Now I’m A Believer 

At Dragonstone, Queen Daenerys and Missandei are walking down to the beach to meet up with Jon Snow, who has found a cave full of Dragonglass, which he’s ready to mine. Jon calls Dany over. "Yo gurl…I wanna show you something inside this dark cavern���” and everybody immediately goes “Oooooh, Ygritte be spinning in her grave!” But this is Jon we’re talking about, and he legit wants to show her a bunch of cave drawings that he believes were made by the Children of the Forest. I'mma start to call them Toddlers of the Forest because they draw on walls, make rash decisions, and leave ginormous messes for others to clean up. 

 Dany is amazed by the artwork in the cave and marvels that it could have been made before men even existed. But Jon’s all “Nuh uh, look over here.” And we see crude drawings of men and then…Whitewalkers. Jon’s all, “See, queenie? Living proof! They worked together to defeat their common enemy. Case closed! You believe me now?” I cannot properly express just how badly I wanted the camera to pan down to his hand holding a piece of chalk, or show a close-up of the tiny initials J.S. etched underneath the Whitewalker stick figures. 

Dany tells Jon she will fight for him on one condition: Bend the damn knee! But Jon is all “Yeah, but no, ‘cuz my people won’t accept a Southern ruler, so that’s not gonna fly.” To which Dany goes, “They will if their king tells them to. It would be a shame for them all to die, just because you couldn’t get over yourself.”

 They emerge from the cave to bad news from Tyrion Lannister and Varys: Casterly Rock is won, but…oopsies, Dany’s fleet was destroyed and Highgarden is toast, too. Oh, and Cersei has made sure that all food has been removed from The Reach, so Dany's army of Unsullied will starve on their way back on foot. Daenerys is furious.  She’s lost all her allies and it seems the conversation she had with Lady Olenna about ignoring advice from clever men is really speaking to her. She wants to hop a dragon and go nuclear on King’s Landing. Tyrion strongly advises against it, but Dany points out that he’s been pretty sucky in the advice department.  She even suggests that perhaps Tyrion is purposely giving bad counsel to protect his family. Burn.  She turns to her Northern visitor and asks “What Would Jon Do?” and the reply is “Well, if I was trying to win the love and loyalty of all of Westeros and set myself apart from all previous and current rulers, I sure as hell wouldn’t lay fiery waste to an entire city, killing thousands of civilians.” You can practically hear Tyrion’s inner monologue screaming “Yes!!!! Thank you, Voice of Reason!" 

 Back at Winterfell, Brienne and Podrick are sparring in the courtyard, when Arya comes along and tells Brienne she wants to train with the woman who beat The Hound in battle. We get a sweet sequence of Arya showing off her badass fighting skills while Sansa and Littlefinger look on from the mezzanine and Sansa seems to be wondering "Wtf is going ON with all my siblings?!” Arya has an exhilarated smile on her face as she fights and eventually bests Brienne. When Brienne asks who taught her to fight like that, Arya grins and says “No one”. She looks up and sees Littlefinger and her smile fades fast. Is he on her kill list, I wonder.

 Hundreds of miles away, Jon and Ser Davos are walking the walls of Dragonstone and Davos asks what Jon thinks of Dany, hinting that she is a hottie. Jon’s all “Dammit, man, I don’t have time to date right now, I’m trying to save my people and all of humanity.” They encounter Missandei on their walk and she tells them what an inspiration Dany is to all the people who follow her. They notice a Good Greyjoy ship and head to the shore where Theon arrives by boat. Jon tells Theon he would kill him if it weren’t for the fact that Theon helped Sansa escape from Ramsay Bolton. Theon tells them he needs Dany’s help to rescue his sister from Uncle Euron, but Jon replies “Dany ain’t here, yo." Hmmm, where could she be? 

Don’t Mess With The Dragon Mama

On an open field, still a distance from Kings Landing, a large group of the Lannister army is taking a rest while Jaime and Bronn look on. Commander Randyll Tarly rides up and informs Jaime Lannister that the gold has been safely transported to Cersei. He says the soldiers need to catch up with the front end of the regiment at the Blackwater rush and asks for permission to flog any stragglers as motivation to get moving. You get the sense that he considers flogging others a perk of the job.  Ugh, Randyll is such a miserable guy. 

Jaime and Bronn ask Rickon - I mean Dickon! - what he thought of his very first battle at Highgarden and he confesses it was hard to fight men he grew up with…and surprisingly stinky. Bronn smugly points out it’s the smell of men pooping their pants when they die. Lovely imagery there, dude. Suddenly Bronn realizes things have gotten too quiet. Jaime is on high alert and shouts to the soldiers to get into formation, because something’s a comin’. 

The tension is palpable. In the distance we see a horde of Dothraki closing in. Hurrah for Team Dany! Although, it’s kind of a conflicting feeling of triumph, because I hate Queen Cersei, but I’m also rather fond of Jaime and Bronn.  Maybe they’ll be aight…hopefully. I know the term "epic battle” is brought out often, especially where Game of Thrones is involved (deservedly so), but believe me when I say what follows truly is an epic, heart-racing battle scene. Words can’t do it justice, but here are some of the need-to-know highlights: 

 The Dothraki ride in like the unhinged, badass warriors they are, and as they get closer and closer to the Lannister army you just know a dragon is gonna appear soon. And appear it does! Drogon swoops over the horde, taking the lead, and we get a close-up of Dany on his back as she says “Dracarys!” and her Dragon spews out a stream of fire onto the shocked Lannister army. Total chaos ensues as burning men flail and run and we get lots of breathtakingly awesome shots of Drogon just shooting out flames like a laser beam, making a barbecue of any poor soul who happens to be in the line of fire. Meanwhile the Dothraki are handling things on the ground. 

 Amidst the madness, Jaime instructs Bronn to get to the wagon with Cersei’s secret weapon: Qyburn’s jumbo dragon-slaying crossbow. In true Bronn fashion we get the retort “Why me?” -“Cause it takes two working hands, ya jerk, DO IT!!!" 

 A Dothraki warrior singles out Bronn as he makes his way through the burning hellscape, and there’s a sad moment for all animal lovers when Bronn’s horse loses a leg.  Bronn eventually gets the upper hand when he reaches the giant crossbow and fires it at his Dothraki assailant - skewering him. I mean…they ARE at a barbecue, after all. 

 As Dany continues to soar over the disoriented mass of soldiers and Drogon sets things ablaze, Bronn takes aim at the creature. He misses the first time, but the second shot hits Drogon in the chest. It’s not an immediately fatal shot, but the dragon falls from the sky.  Somehow the beast manages to regain enough control to land with Dany still safely perched on his back. Jaime is about a football field’s distance from where Dany and Drogon have landed, and Dany is trying to remove the massive spear from Drogon’s chest. 

Tyrion and Varys look on from a great distance and Tyrion mutters "You effing idiot!” when he sees Jaime charging toward Dany on horseback. Just as Jamie is mere feet away, Daenerys turns around and Drogon turns his head to blow a giant stream of fire at Jaime. But before the inferno can engulf him, somebody rides up and knocks Jaime from his horse and both men fall into a conveniently-placed body of water. Jaime sinks deeper and deeper into the water and…the credits roll. 

 Holy Mother of Dragons! What an intense final 20 minutes that was! The music and camerawork were simply perfect and I loved the sequence of Bronn making his way to the dragon-killing weapon - it was shot beautifully and conveyed the disorienting horror of the battle. I was covering my face for the whole battle scene, cringing and shouting expletives at the screen, praying that no Dragons would die. 

 Man oh man! Still kind of recovering from the excitement. I’m hoping desperately that Drogon’s wounds aren’t fatal. Dany can’t lose her favorite dragon-child! Perhaps it’s time to invest in some dragon-sized chainmail. 

Pretty sure Jaime will survive - at least till the next episode - and my guess is that Dickon saved him, and will be getting more screen time. Even though this was a set-back for Cersei, I’m sure she’ll return with a vengeance once her hired hands from Essos come to town. 

 It’s great to have all the legit Stark kids back home and I’m loving the buddy pair-up of Arya and Brienne. Although poor Sansa is all “Damnit, I’m stuck with Littlefinger while everybody else gets to have all the fun.” What will Baelish do next? I feel like he probably wants to peace out of Winterfell, considering there is a highly trained assassin in the hizzy and a know-it-all who likely has seen every scheme and backstabbing thing Littlefinger has ever done. I think it’s high time for Bran to start giving people some useful info instead of just being all “I’ve been working on this cool time traveling Peeping Tom hobby lately” with everybody he meets; giving Arya the dagger is a good start. 

 Next week it looks like we’re getting some Whitewalker action, or, at the very least, an update on the Wildlings at East Watch. Will Jon finally “bend the knee” in order to get a dragon on loan from Dany to help out his pals in the north? He’s just gotta suck it up and do it, right? But will Dany even be able to spare any of her Unsullied what with Cersei’s sneaky outmaneuvering at Casterly Rock? So much can happen! With only three episodes left, every minute is precious and I’m pretty optimistic the final episodes are going to deliver mucho good times! Hang tight until next week, my dears!

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Love And Laughter - Dinner With A Skeleton

"Wow! Amazing! I-I wish I could d-draw like you!" Alphys exclaimed, staring in awe at the sight. "If you stick around long enough, you may even get to see the finished product as it's being made!" beamed Kirsty. "As much as I'd love Alphys to stay, she better not be too long; me and Kirsty are going-" Frisk said. Kirsty intervened at once, informing her that "it's not 'me and Kirsty'. It's Kirsty and I." "... Yeah. Right. Kirsty and I are going for dinner at the MTT Resort." "Yeah, I'm gettin' kinda bored, sitting around, watching Mettaton. Let's go home, Alphys. I'm gettin' hungry!" Undyne moaned, pulling her lizard lover out of the house. "Oh. I guess I don't really have a choice. B-bye, Kirsty! I hope I s-see you again soon!" Alphys yelled. "Bye, Alphys! Bye, Undyne!" shouted Kirsty, waving goodbye as the door closed with a bang.

"Alright, Ms Kirsty Poppy, we better get ready, 'cause we're not just going for dinner at the Mettaton Resort; we're going with Papyrus and Sans." said Frisk, pulling Kirsty onto her feet. "Oh, cool. I like Papyrus. He's really nice." smiled the girl, letting down her hair and brushing it thoroughly. "I'm glad you like him. You'll probably like Sans, too. He's real funny." the almost teen grinned. "Really? Cool! I like funny people." Kirsty commented. "Well, in that case, let's not waste time talking!"

Soon enough, the humans were in a more formal state, ready for dinner with skeletons. They smelled like lovely lavender, owned two sets each of pearly white gnashers and and had low, tied-back, brown hair.

Frisk took Kirsty through the snow, past several houses, to a nearby river. Hovering on the water was a small boat, just big enough for five people, and on it sat a hooded figure, who spoke, "Tralala. Where to today, humans?" "Hotlands, please." Frisk said, sitting on the boat with Kirsty. "Tralala. Hotlands it is then." the figure replied. The boat took off at a satisfactory speed, right away. "Hotlands?" asked Kirsty. "Yeah. There's the Ruins (where humans fall), Snowdin (where we live), Waterfall (where Undyne lives), Hotlands (where the MTT Resort is) and Tori's Castle (where the queen lives, of course). Hotlands is, obviously, very hot - so you might wanna take off that massive coat - and there lava - try not to fall in." Frisk explained, taking off Kirsty's winter coat. "Alright. Sounds fun."

Soft, tepid waves slowed to a stop as the boat ride shortly ended. Frisk and Kirsty climbed out and thanked the figure kindly. The abrupt change in atmosphere caught Kirsty off guard. She had gone from being so cold that her breath came out in great clouds of smoke like a dragon, shivering as she took each step and watching as she turned into Kirsty The Red-nosed Human to being so hot that she had the sudden urge to strip off completely - which she would have, had there not've been people strolling along the sweltering streets. Kirsty now started to sweat and she took off her GEEK jacket, tying it around her waist.

"Haha!" laughed Frisk. "I told you it was hot!" "I don't think I like this heat." the teen chuckled. "I hope it's not this hot in the resort." "Oh, nah. They're kind enough to have air conditioning." Frisk clarified, giggling happily as her friend breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them walked along the rocky path, chatting about people and places, dodging the bursts and bubbles of lava that the pools shot at them, making their way towards the hotel - a large, blue building, which read 'MTT' above the glass door. Unprecedented changes in the air became frequent to Kirsty; she made a mental not to always expect the unexpected. The cool breeze from Snowdin had followed her to the resort like a dog to it's caring owner and this fact lifted their spirits (and their coats onto the trustworthy coat hanger near the entrance). Wet from the overflowing Mettaton fountain, the floor they danced over was a perfect, brilliant gold. The only thing terrible about the place was the staff; an orange cat cashier could be seen stealing money from the till, not even trying to be subtle or secretive about it.

Frisk took Kirsty to him, asking if he'd seen two skeletons pass through. He replied with, "Yeah. A tall one and a short one. You with them, little buddy?" "Yeah, we are. Thanks, BP." said Frisk, dragging Kirsty away. "Any time, little buddy." he nodded. "'BP'?" asked the teen. "It stands for Burger Pants. That's what everybody calls 'im. Don't ask why." Frisk chortled. "Well, what's his real name?" "Er... Dunno."

The restaurant had a stage at one wall and a multitude of round tables in a range of sizes. Neat tablecloths were thrown onto them, cutlery set out tidily, chairs tucked in, a single candle on every surface - 'This is certainly a place worth admiring.' thought Kirsty. "There they are!" Frisk pointed out. What with there being only a few people in the room and the monsters in question were having trouble with not standing out, there was really no need to point them out, 'but, whatever floats your boat, I guess.' shrugged Kirsty. "Hey, Papyrus! Hey, Sans!" There, right in front of the stage, sitting next to each other at a table for four, was Papyrus and his brother, Sans.

Papyrus was still in his 'battle body' - a red scarf, red gloves and red boots - a kind of formal outfit. His brother, on the other hand, was quite the opposite - everything-wise, apart from the fact that they're both skeletons, of course. Sans was short and wore a blue hoodie, a white sweater, a pair of black and white, striped shorts and sneakers. He leaned back in his chair, half-asleep, while Papyrus sat politely upright.

When they heard the humans coming, Papyrus waved excitedly. Sans lifted an eyelid, then the other. His eyes - if he had any - widened. "Papyrus," he whispered. "you said she was pretty, but I had no idea she was this...beautiful." "She is, isn't she? Quite a pretty picture." Papyrus nodded in agreement.

The humans took their seats at the table, Kirsty shuffling the cutlery about until she saw it fit her liking. She looked Sans up and down, deciding that he was just another person to add to the Crowd Of Gawping People. "Hello, humans!" grinned Papyrus. "I was wondering when you were going to come." "Sorry if we were late." Frisk apologised. "Actually, I think it was just that they were a bit early." explained Kirsty. "Ah." said Frisk. "Well, in that case, not sorry." "Oh... Um... I didn't... Okay." Kirsty stammered. "Hehe. It's okay. It was a joke, yeah?" said Frisk. "Uh... Yeah." replied Kirsty.

"So, anyway, Kirsty, this is Sans. Sans, this is Kirsty. She's the newest human, but you probably already knew that. Go ahead, Kirsty, shake his hand." urged Frisk, grinning at the skeleton. Sans offered the girl his hand, but she was quick enough to uncover the prank, pointing out a hidden whoopie cushion. "Heh. You're pretty observant, huh?" he laughed, stuffing the failed joke in his pocket and properly shaking her hand, forgetting to let go. "Thanks... Can I have my hand back now?" asked Kirsty, shyly. His grip was firm, yet kind. She almost enjoyed it. "What...? Er... Oh. Yeah, sure." Sans let go, faintly blushing. "Sans!" Papyrus hissed. "Don't embarrass yourself in front of the human! At least try to make a good first impression!" Sans shrugged, staring at his hand.

"Yeah, Sans is pretty good at the jokes. Do you know any good ones?" asked Frisk. "Um... Knock knock." said Kirsty. "Oh, God! Please, don't!" cried Papyrus. "Who's there?" Sans asked, ignoring Papyrus' begging. "To." Kirsty replied. "To who?" "No, it's 'to whom', actually." Frisk and Sans chuckled; Papyrus rolled his eyes, scowling. "That was a good one!" Frisk cheered. "I'm not as good at telling jokes as Sans is. Why don't you tell one?" "Uh... Erm... I..." stuttered Sans, at a loss for words.

However, before he could say anything, his younger brother called to a waiter and ordered the staff to surprise them. He said, crossing his arms, that he "just had to put an end to the disgusting topic", as it was making him more and more uncomfortable.

Papyrus and Frisk then began talking non-stop about food and the cooking lessons with Undyne. Apparently, Undyne and Frisk - but mostly Undyne - had set her whole house ablaze when they were cooking spaghetti together (turns out, the final product wasn't actually half bad). She then had to live with Papyrus and Sans until her house was put back together again. They had a lot of fun. At this point, Kirsty chose to switch off again. She allowed herself to daydream as she waited for an MTT Meal. The imaginative cogs in her brain whirred into motion, running as quick as a nice cube in Hell.

The images of future sleepovers with her future besties, Alphys and Frisk, roamed the vast complexity of her mind. They attacked each other with playful pillow fights, toyed with subjects not to be messed about with, roasted marshmallows over the fire in the lounge, played truth or dare, and talked about cute boys (or girls) they took an interest in, all whilst having a whale of a time - and whales do make some noise, so, of course, they did too. Bang! Slam! Boom! Clap! No one got rest on the nights they spent together (not even them). Was there any better way to have a sleepover with your possible BFFs? Ah, yes! Movies! Now this was a practically perfect party. And, if it wasn't, Kirsty was filled with perseverance to make sure it was.

As her mind wandered, so did her eyes - they, themselves, seemed to have a mind of their own. They drifted about the room, travelling from the ceiling to the floor, from the cutlery to the door, and from one person to the other. Soon, Kirsty found herself staring blankly at Sans, who sat opposite her, staring back. It felt as if they were having a staring contest, but neither really cared for winning. They stayed like this for almost a minute, before Kirsty managed to shake herself out of the magic spell, without stopping to wonder if their moment meant anything.

Frisk found Kirsty sitting on the cream sofa, looking into the fire in her pyjamas. The evening had gone smoothly. The food was delicious and she hadn't spoken much, but how could she when others kept babbling about somewhat unrelated subjects? Sans held her hand on the way to Snowdin, but she no one ever thought anything of it. Papyrus and Frisk held hands, so why couldn't they? Her hair was freely falling down her shoulders, her fringe persistent to veil her sleepy, emerald green eyes. She hugged her knees, mesmerised by the dancing flames, letting out a tired yawn as Frisk sat beside her.

"So, what do you think?" asked the twelve year old. "Of the Underground, I mean." "Good." Kirsty replied. "I'll explore it tomorrow. It seems interesting, all these different places. I bet there'll be different people there... They're all really different...really confident...not afraid to be who they are... That's my favourite part..."

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