#i wanted three girls and three boys so sorry no gingers here

[iatnen]

Everyone likes the MC 😙

What’s a main character without his harem

[catoslvt]

Duncan Tarun (tdi) x Reader

You replace courtney in this sorry ☹️

Challenges are weekly, so I don't need to watch the show 24/7, to figure out who's out first, etc, soz zxx

I stand at the edge of the boat, my heart racing.

I'm only here for one reason, to win, and maybe to make some friends, but mainly to win.

As it begins to pull up to the island, I notice a big crowd of people there already, probably more than half of the contestants, if not all of them, I'm not close enough to see yet.

As the boat stops at the dock, I grab my bags and climb out, where Chris greets me.

"This is y/n!" He exclaims as he motions to all of the other contestants, and a few of them wave whilst some roll their eyes, but I approach the group anyway with a smile, before fitting myself in a gap next to a really pretty girl with green / midnight blue hair and a short boy.

"Nice hair." I tell her, and she smiles widely at me, before an extremely attractive boy arrives on the dock, and I notice almost everyone swooning for him, but my attention is grabbed when a ginger girl begins to arrive, screaming her head off, she must've been excited because she jumps out of the boat before its even docked, whacking her head and chin full force off of the dock, which causes me to let out a small laugh.

Once Chris has helped the girl, he clears his throat.

"First things first, we need a group photo for the promos, everyone to the end of the dock." He announces as I walk with the girl and the short boy.

"I'm gwen." She tells me with a smile.

"I'm y/n." I introduce, and the short boy next to me smiles at me.

"I'm Cody." He says, and I just nod at him before I stand at the edge of the dock, staring down at the water.

As we all pose, gwen and I wrapping our arms around each other, Chris holds up his camera.

"Okay.. three..two..one." He begins, but he quickly lets out a large 'oops!'

"Okay, forgot the lens cap. Okay, hold that pose.." He yells again.

"One.. tw- no wait, cards full. Hang on." He says and I let out a small groan.

"Jesus, do you want me to do it for you?" I call to him earning a small laugh from the group, but Chris just shakes his head, but I did earn a small smile from him.

"Come on man, my face is starting to freeze." A girl I haven't been introduced to yet groans.

"Got it! Okay, everyone, say Wawanakwa!" He yells to us, and we all begin to say it, but the dock breaks beneath us, sending us all plummeting into the water.

"Okay, guys, dry off and meet at the camp fire pit in ten." Chris announces, and as Gwen and I climb out of the water, I stare at her.

"He totally planned that, right?" I ask, and she lets out a small laugh as she nods her head at me.

As we all sit around the fire pit, Chris begins to talk.

"This is Camp Wawanaka, your home for the next eight weeks. The campers sitting around you will be your cabin mates,your competition and maybe even your friends." He says as we all look around each other, smiling at each other whilst a fairly attractive boy up the back just glares at each other, earning a slight eye roll from me.

"The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win $100,000!" Chris exclaims before the same boy from earlier storms to the front, a slight grin on his face.

"Excuse me, what will the sleeping arrangements be? Because I'd like to request a bunk under her." He coos as he points a finger at Heather, I think that's her name anyway Gwen told me it is.

"They're not Co-ed, are they?" She asks, and Chris stares at all of us.

"No, girls, get one side of each cabin. Boys get the other side." He explains and Linday puts up her hand.

"Excuse me, Kyle, can I have a cabin with a lake view since I'm the prettiest?" She asks, her voice deafingly squeaky.

"Okay, you are, but that's not really how it works here. And it's Chris." He states, and Gwen looks at me with a shocked look on her face.

"That sounded really creepy." She mouths and I nod in agreement.

Suddenly, the two girls Sadie and Kadie who would look like fraternal twins from afar begin to cry in case they're not in the same cabin and Gwen scoffs.

"This cannot be happening." She mumbles, and Owen pulls her and Tyler into a hug by the neck earning an eruption of laughter from me.

"Here's the deal, we're going to split you into two teams. If I call your name out, go stand over there." Chris instructs as he points a finger to the back corner of the fire pit.

"Gwen, trent, Heather, Cody, Lindsay, Beth, kadie, Owen, leshawna, Justin, and noah! From this moment on, you are officially known as the screaming gophers!" He exclaims, and I stare at gwen as she walks away, feeling slightly lonely at the fact the only person I've spoken to so far is in the opposite team.

"The rest of you over here, Geoff, Bridgette, dj, Tyler, Sadie, izzy, y/n, Ezekiel, Duncan, Eva, and Harold, move move move!" He exclaims, and I stand up and force myself to walk over to the other side of the fire pit.

"But Kadies a gopher! I have to be a gopher!" Sadie screams, and i walk over to her and place my hand on her shoulder.

"Sadie, is it? Come on, it'll be okay." I say as I lead her over to our team, trying to drown out her and Kadies screaming on how this isn't fair.

I let out a large laugh when I heard our team name.

"Oh, come on? The killer bass? Who came up with that." I mutter under my breath, and Bridgette laughs before Chris begins speaking again.

"Alright, campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition. You will also be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking, or just get something off your chest." He says with a smile, and I nod my head, I'll probably be in there a lot.

"Alright, any questions? Cool. Let's find your cabins." He says, not really giving us time to ask any questions though.

As he leads us to the cabins, I audibly gasp at how small they are.

"Gophers, you're in the east cabin, bass. You're in the west!" He exclaims before ushering us into the cabins, where I slap my hand over my mouth when I see its bunk beds.

"Y/n, do you want to share one with me?" Bridgette asks and I nod at her.

"You can take the top if you want, I don't mind." She offers as I set my bags down on the floor at the bed she's standing at.

"Thanks." I say with a small smile.

As Bridgette and I walk outside, the same dude that was glaring at everyone at the campfire approaches us, his names Duncan I'm pretty sure.

"Nice piercings." I say, raising my eyebrows at him, and he smiles slightly and goes to say something until blood curdling screams come from the other teams cabins, and we all run over.

"Man, that white girl can scream." Leshawna says and we all let out small chuckles before we look in the cabin to see Lindsay ontop of a chair pointing at something crawling around the floor.

"What is it!? Kill it!" She screams, and Dj looks at the floor and lets out an even higher pitched scream as he throws himself at a bed, breaking it instantly.

"That was my bed." Gwen states as she stares at her now broken bed, and I let out a laugh from beside her.

"Just come sneak into our cabin." I say with a joking nudge to her side and she smiles.

As everyone tries to kill the cochroach, making us all scream, Duncan just storms in with an axe and slams it into the floor, cutting the cockroach in half, atleast it did the job I suppose.

"Well, that's one way to kill a cockroach." Gwen says with a small chuckle, and I nod in agreement.

"Hey, now you've got a dead cockroack and a dent on your floor." I say to her, and she just laughs.

As I stand behind gwen in the line for food, Duncan stands behind me, and I can turn to him.

"Not got your axe now, hm?" I ask with a laugh, and he just rolls his eyes before I turn away again.

"Listen up, I serve it three times a day, and you will eat it three times a day. Grab a tray. Get your food and sit your butts down now!" The chef yells, and I raise my eyebrows slightly, taken back by his attitude and sterness.

As he piles food onto our plates, I stare at the food, unsure if it's actually even food, as I walk over and take a seat next to Bridgette, and Duncan raises his eyebrows as he walks over and sits down directly infront of me.

"Yo, my man. Can we order a pizza?" Geoff asks Chris and chef quickly throws a knife at him, missing him by inches, which makes my eyes widen in shock.

Surely this isn't safe.

"Your first challenge begins in one hour." Chris exclaims before he walks out, and we all let out little 'oooo's of excitement.

As we all stand at the edge of the cliff, I regret getting excited.

"Okay, your first challenge is simple. Your first task is to jump off this 1000ft high cliff into the lake." Chris begins, and we all just shrug.

"Sounds easy enough." I whisper to Gwen.

"If you look down, you will see two target areas. The wider area represents the part of the lake that we have stocked with psychotic, man-eating sharks. Inside, that is the safe zone, which is your target area, which we're pretty sure is shark free." He tells us and leshawna shakes her head in total disbelief.

"Excuse me?" She quizzes.

"For each member of your team that jumps and actually survives, there will be a crate of supplies waiting below. Inside each crate are supplies that you'll need for the second part of the challenge, building a hot tub!" He exclaims.

"The team with the best one gets to have a wicked hot tub party tonight. The losers will be sending someone home. Let's see, killer bass. You're up first." He then finishes and as Bridgette and I move closer to the edge, our faces both change in fear.

"Oh, wow. So, who wants to go first?" She quizzes, and our whole team stays silent, Duncan even turning his back to us, and a million thoughts race through my head.

I mean, if I go first I get it over and done with, meaning over peoples screaming won't put me off.

"So, who's up first?" Eva asks and Duncan stares over at me.

"Ladies first." He coos and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Fine, I'll go." I say with a shrug as I approach the edge of the cliff, staring down at the water below me.

As I jump, I actually begin enjoying it, not letting out a single scream as I land in the smaller target, a boat coming to whisk me out of the water almost instantly as I happily climb on, looking back up at the top of the cliff to see Bridgette leaning over and shooting me a thumbs up.

Then Tyler goes, landing on the buoy, letting out a painful groan as he slides off it, causing me to slap a hand over my mouth.

Then Geoff goes, letting out excited screams without a care in the world, Eva following straight behind, Duncan falling close behind too as I stare at him with a small smile on my face as I watch how unfazed he is by this, almost as if he goes cliff diving every other weekend.

Ezekiel comes close behind, too, still wearing his shoes and hat for some reason, but I decide not to quiz against it, and we all clap and cheer from the small sandy area not too far away, even Duncan smiling slightly.

Then Harold comes down, landing on the water in the splits.

"Good luck trying to conceive with him." I mumble to Eva, who smiles slightly, but Duncan is the one who laughs.

"I didn't know you could laugh." I tease with a sarcastic smile.

"I didn't know you could he funny." He teases back, giving me the same smile.

I then realise bridgette, Dj, and Sadie haven't come down yet, which confuses me slightly, why aren't they coming?

But then my jaw drops when both Sadie and kadie jump down from the cliff.

"No fucking way did he let Kadie move into our team." I gasp to myself, which means either Bridgette, Izzy or Dj swapped into the Gophers, and I wouldn't care who did along as it wasn't Bridgette.

But I realise the rest of our team chickened out, as the other team begins to jump.

The screaming Gophers won the challenge they actually won, which means we have to drag our crates back to the camp, and we've got a decent amount away from where the crates were first placed, when Sadie, Kadie and Tyler all decide they need to pee, making me groan in annoyance.

"We're never winning this." I grumble to Eva and bridgette, who both nod in agreement.

Once they all eventually come back, we begin pushing our crates again, my arms beginning to ache from the weight of mine, but yet again Sadie and Kadie slow us down by itching themselves.

"You guys are way behind the other team. Like way behind, what's the problem?" Chris asks and I roll my eyes and point at them.

"Their butts are itchy." I groan in annoyance.

"Did you guys squat down when you peed in the woods?" Bridgette asks, and I try not to laugh at her chicken hat, but it's almost impossible.

"Yeah?" Kadie says.

"Did you happen to notice what kind of plants you were squatting down on?" Bridgette continues to ask.

"They were kind of oval shaped and green and all over the place." Sadie answers, put I zone out of their conversation as I continue to push my crate back to camp.

"Need help?" Duncan asks as he casually strolls over to me.

"Where's your crate?" I gasp and he points smugly over to Dj as he pushes a crate.

"Had to let the chicken do something." He says with a small laugh, and I move over slightly so there's enough space for Duncan to help push my crate.

"I didn't actually expect you to jump off of the cliff first." He admits, and I turn to him and smile, secretly being grateful for his help, as my arms don't ache as much from pushing and we're definitely getting closer to camp.

"Neither did I if I'm gonna be honest." I tell him with an awkward laugh.

"I'm Duncan, by the way incase you didn't already know that." He says and I feel his eyes on me.

"I'm y/n." I introduce with a smile.

Duncan and I are the first to make it back to camp, I collapse to my knees in exhaustion and decide to wait until the rest of my team are back to start doing stuff, and when we start building our hot tub, it's obvious what team wins.

"Congratulations screaming Gophers, you guys have won the challenge!" Chris exclaims, and I let out a small sigh.

"Gophers, you're safe from elimination, and you get to use this awesome hot tub for the rest of the summer, killer bass. What can I say? You lost, and I'll see your sorry butts tonight at the campfire for elimination." Chris says before walking off.

"So uh, what do we do now?" Kadie asks as our team all sits around the dinner table, eating whatever concoction chef has made for us.

"We have to think of someone to eliminate?" I say as if it wasn't obvious, and I can see Duncans' growing smile from beside me.

"Well, I think it should be either Bridgette or Dj." He says, and I shake my head.

"Not bridgette, she's my only good friend on this team, gwen is on the other team." I beg, and Duncan just smiles at me.

When Ezekiel says something really sexist, it's a bit obvious who we're gonna vote.

When he said that boys were better at sports and stronger than girls, I wanted to twist his stupid little head off of his shoulders, I mean, he's annoyed me ever since he got on this team, and he creeps me out. Especially when he was picking his nose and staring at me.

"Dude, you've got a lot to learn about the real world." Duncan says to Ezekiel after I told him why we all voted for him.

"Killer bass, at camp marshmallows represent a tasty treat that you enjoy roasting by the fire, but at this camp, marshmallows represent life. You've all cast your votes and made your decisions. There are only ten marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow tonight must immediately return to the dock of shame to catch the boat of losers, which means you're out of the contest, and you can't come back Ever." Chris states, and we all just stare at him.

"The first marshmallow of the night goes to Geoff." He says, and Geoff runs to Chris and grabs his marshmallow.

"Tyler." Chris then says and Chris lets out a victory cheer as he collects his marshmallow.

"Kadie, bridgette, Dj, Harold, Sadie, Duncan." Chris continues and I suddenly stare up at the group.

Why is it now between Ezekiel and I, when there's one marshmallow left.

Suddenly, my heart begins to race, and I think I feel myself sweating.

"Campers, this is the final marshmallow of the evening.. y/n!" He bursts, and i stand up extremely happy as I collect my marshmallow from him, stabbing my marshmallow with my stick as I begin roasting it over the fire.

I wake up and rub my eyes, letting out a small groan as I roll over, falling off of the top bunk with a large thud, waking up basically all the girls who weren't already awake from the foghorn.

"Are you alright!?" Bridgette yells, and I sit up and shoot her a thumbs up.

"I forgot I wasn't at home. My beds a lot bigger than that, and it's closer to the floor." I tell her as we both let out small laughs, before Eva clears her throat.

"Are you sure you're okay? You bumped your head pretty hard." She states and I turn to her with a large smile.

"I'm sure I'm fine, I fall so much I'm really Clumsy." I say before Chris screams for everyone to hurry up and get out, so I quickly scramble to get changed before we all line up outside, and I speed walk to Gwen were I stand next to her.

"I hope you're all ready because your next challenge begins in exactly one minute." Chris yells, a little too enthusiastically, and Owen quickly panics.

"Oh, excuse me, I don't think that's enough time to eat breakfast." He says as she shakes his head, and chris sort of nods as if it was the whole point of this.

"Oh, you'll get breakfast, Owen. Right after you complete your twenty kilometre, run around the lake!" He yells, and Eva's eyebrows furrow as she lunges at Chris trying to hit him, but Duncan holds her back.

"Oh, so you're funny now!? You know what i think would be funny?" She exclaims.

"Eva, calm down it won't be that bad." I call to her.

Don't get me wrong, I like Eva, but her temper scares me so badly, and I've only known her for a week, but she is nice when she wants to be.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Eva quizzes Chris, and he looks at us all with a smug expression as he points to his watch.

"A little.. you have about thirty seconds." He then says, and Eva's brows furrow as she tries to lunge at him again, but duncans grip on her is too strong.

When the run begins, I suddenly realise how warm it is, and I'm really not in the mood to run, like don't get me wrong, I enjoy running and I'm good at it, but not when it's extremely warm and I'm just up but I walk beside Gwen to begin with, and we both laugh at how other people are running as if they're being chased by a mad psycho serial killer and I tell her about my fall earlier.

"Pick up the pace people, if you're not back for dinner tonight, you don't get to eat!" Chris exclaims as he drives past us on a scooter, and gwen and I both look at each other before we take off in a sprint.

I'm really happy I signed up for Total Drama Island because i met gwen, and I've not had a friend like her ever, I hope we'll still stay in touch once the shows ended.

Gwen and i make it back to the cabin shortly after, and burst in the door panting and almost falling too our knees out of exhaustion.

"Sorry Chris, I think you've mistaken yourself for my P.E. teacher." I growl as I go and sit at the table with people from my team, and Chris lets out a small laugh.

"I could have more than one career." He jokes and I let out a small laugh.

"Is one of them being a major pain?" I quiz and his laughing stops as he just shakes his head at me, but he smiles anyways.

"Clear a table now!" Owen screams as he barges into the cabin and drops noah on it, quickly giving him cpr as gwen stares. I'm shocked, leshawna walking in close behind.

"Where were you, Harold!? We lost!" I scream, and he just shakes me away before gwen lets out a squeal.

"Wait a minute if they lost.. that means we won the challenge!" She yells happily and her full team begins celebrating but Chris quickly shuts them down.

"Woah there, hold your horses, guys. That wasn't the challenge." Chris denies and I stare at him with pure anger, are you seriously telling me I just sprinted for nothing?

"What did you just say?" Gwen gasps, taking the words right out my mouth as I slam my head down on the table extremely outraged.

"Who's hungry!?" Chris yells and as I sit up I see a large table full of all sorts of foods, and usually I'm a picky eater but after I've ate the shit that chefs been making, I'm not so picky anymore.

I stand up and happily run to the table, staring down at all the food, and instantly we all begin eating, nobody caring about the usual table manners we'd normally have, and once we've ate the full table, I can practically feel a full food baby growing inside of me.

"Okay, campers, time for part two of your challenge." Chris yells through a megaphone.

"I thought eating was the second part." Owen gasps.

"What more do you want from us?" Gwen also gasps and Heather nods in agreement.

"Weird goth girl is right, haven't we been through enough?" Heather exclaims and I glare at her for insulting gwen.

"Uhm, let me think about that. No!" Chris screams through the megaphone.

"It's time for the awake-a-thon!" He yells, and I stare at him and gasp. He's just made us run and then eat ourselves to the brink of explosion, and now he's going to make us stay awake.

"The what-a-thon?" Owen asks confused and I turn my head to him, how stupid can one person be.

"Don't worry, this is an easy one. The team with the last camper standing wins invincibility." He announces, and I groan, I am not surviving this one.

"So, what you're saying was the 20k run and the turkey eating frenzy were part of your evil plan to stop us from staying awake?" Gwen asks and chris nods.

"That's right gwen!" He exclaims with an evil smile.

"Move move move!" He then yells, and we all leave the cabin, gwen grabbing me as trent approaches her.

"So, how long do you think it'll be before everyone's out cold?" He asks, but he's mainly asking gwen.

"About an hour give or take." She answers but as Owen walks past us I shake my head.

"Probably less." I say as we walk out the door.

It's been eleven hours, and everyone's still up, but it's clear we're all tired due to the dark eyebags we've all grown to get, but the thing is I'm not even that tired to be honest, but the tiredness kicks in once Owen passes out from lack of sleep, and I instantly realise I am extremely tired.

"This is so boring." I sigh to Duncan who is now somehow sitting beside me, although minutes ago he was nowhere to he seen.

"Atleast the fun people are still awake." He says with a slight nudge to my shoulder earning a small smile from me.

"This has to be some sort of illegal." I then say to Duncan and he just shrugs.

"I mean, we did agree to doing weird stuff like this, plus I've done worse and gotten away with it, so im sure they can too." He tells me, and I cross my arms.

"I wish I could go back in time to tell myself not to do it." I groan, and Duncan nods in agreement as I turn to look at him, and he lets out a small chuckle.

"Heard you fall earlier." He coos and I roll my eyes.

"Yeah, from the top bunk while I was still half asleep." I add, and he raises an eyebrow.

I'm assuming we've almost been up for 24 hours now, and I've came to the conclusion that if I walk around then I can't fall asleep, I mean I'm keeping my brain occupied aren't I?

"Y/n, you have to sit down. You're going to end up killing yourself." Duncan calls and I shrug him off.

"At least i'll die active." I argue, and he just rolls his eyes as he continues to watch me walk around.

Looking back, I totally regret walking around. It made me so much more exhausted, but I didn't want to fall asleep, not yet atleast I don't want to be one of the first people out.

Bridgette, izzy, noah, Sadie, Harold, and kadie are all all sleeping now, and honestly, I'm extremely jealous, but no way am I falling asleep on national TV.

"Congratulations, campers, you've made it to the twenty four hour mark, time to take things up a notch, fairytales." Chris yells as chef walks in wearing a lamb costume whilst carrying a harp, and i know this won't be good, so I begin jogging on the spot, trying to do anything that'll help me stay awake because at this point I'm desperate.

As Chris begins to read the fairy tales in his monotone voice, chef starts playing the harp, and I can't help but let out a small laugh to myself at how insane he looks.

Tyler and Geoff almost instantly fall asleep, and I panic, i have to stay awake otherwise my team will lose, and I do not want to vote another player out.

We very slowly hit the forty hour mark and I find myself back next to Duncan, and we both try to spark up a little conversation.

"The first day when you said 'nice piercings' to me, were you saying it to be mean? Not that I care or anything, I just want to know." Duncan asks as we move to sit on the floor facing each other.

"No, I meant it. They're cool. I wish I was brave enough to pull something like that off." I tell him with a genuine smile, and he shrugs.

"I mean, you never know unless you try, right?" He asks, and I shrug, I suppose he's right.

"My parents would never, they'd kill me." I gasp and he laughs.

"That's one of the reasons why I did it." Duncan tells me, and I laugh and stare at him.

"Oh, big Mr. criminal rebels against his parents." I joke as I rub my eyes, trying my hardest to stay awake now that I'm talking to Duncan.

"Give me a break." He groans, but I can't help but see the smile he's trying his hardest to conceal.

"So, how's life for you outside the island?" Duncan then asks desperately, trying to keep the conversation going as it's keeping us both up.

"Well, I go to school during the day and at weekends I work at a small coffee shop near my house." I answer and he scoffs.

"God. Do you actually care about your education?" He asks, as if it was even a question, and I let out a small laugh.

"I mean, it probably sounds boring or whatever, but I want to be a history teacher when I leave school, I love history." I tell him and he rolls his eyes so I gasp.

"Oh come on, then Mr Big hard criminal, what do you want to be when you grow up?" I ask, and he raises his eyebrows.

"A professional criminal." He answers, and I can't really tell if he's joking or not.

"Nope. Now you can't be one because you've just ruined your plans on national TV, I wouldn't be surprised if you're whisked away back to juvy after saying that." I tell him with a joking laugh which he returns.

"Wouldn't be the first time." He tells me and I stare at him confused, suddenly now extremely intrigued.

"What've you gone to Juvie for?" I question, and he smiles at the fact I'm actually interested.

"Fights, vandalism, petty theft, just the boring stuff, you know?" He asks with a small chuckle.

"You act as if going to Juvie is an everyday thing." I say with a horrified look before he starts a different conversation.

"Why did you sign up for Total Drama?" He asks me and I think for a second.

"I mean, for the experience, I suppose, I don't really do stuff like this and to make friends on the show, I guess. I don't have many friends back at home. What about you?" I respond and he nods.

"To get out of juvie, also for the money, but then again I'm not guaranteed to win anyway am I?" He answers, and I nod. He has a fair point. Whoever wins is completely luck based, apart from challenges anyway.

But my attention is grabbed when Owen walks past us butt naked, and we both let out large laughs, and I'm surprised it didn't wake the other already sleeping contestants up.

"Even when you're dying of exhaustion, you're still pretty." Duncan says to me and I look at him as I begin blushing with a small smile on my face, but I say nothing and look away trying to hide my blush.

"You've got a boyfriend back at home, don't you? Sorry." Duncan quickly says, and i shake my head as I turn to him.

"No, I don't, I just don't handle compliments well, plus you're not too bad yourself." I reassure you, and he nods as he begins smiling again.

We eventually hit the fifty-one hour mark when everyone looks at Justin, who's just been staring out into the forest, unmoving for the past probably, fifty hours, I'd say.

But when gwen pokes his face and his actual eyes open, revealling that he painted his eyes on I let out a horrific gasp.

"Holy shit." I gasp to myself.

"His eyelids are painted, I saw it!" Eva screams, and everyone turns to Justin as chris begins to walk over to investigate, but he's still out although it was impressive.

We finally hit the eighty five hour mark, and honestly, i know duncan inside out, i could answer any question about him. it's insane, and that's when Duncan leans close to my ear as he points to Harold.

"Do you want to see something funny?" He whispers and I nod and Duncan quickly slips away before he comes back with a cup of water and places Harold's hand in it, instantly making him pee himself I snort with laughter as I slap a hand over my mouth trying to quiet myself.

"You're so sad!" I whisper yell to Duncan through my laughter.

Heather, gwen, Trent, Duncan Eva, and I are the only ones left, and I hope they all fall asleep soon so I can finally shut my eyes.

"Alright, you six stay with me. The rest of you go get a shower for heavens sake you stinK!" Chris yells to everyone who's now eliminated.

"I didn't want it to come to this, I said that to Chef Hatchet last night, I said 'chef, I don't want it to come to this!' But darn it, these campers are tough, so I've come up with the most boring, sleep inducing activity I can find." Chris yells and I furrow my eyebrows.

Honestly. What can be more boring than sitting awake for eighty five hours straight with hardly anything to do apart from talk to Duncan and gwen, and as much as I wasn't complaining, I was going to kill the other contestants just so I could sleep, I mean seriously how is it possible we all stayed up for that long? But I don't mind staying up with Duncan. He's really nice once you get to know him. I think I like him a little.

"The history of Canada, a pop-up book. Chapter one, the beaver and a real fine hat." Chris says putting on the same monotone voice from earlier as he pulls out the book, opening it up and I let out a massive sigh as I go to throw my hands up outraged, I realise Duncan and I are sitting as if we're glued shoulder to shoulder together and I find myself blushing.

Eighty six hours in now, Chris is still reading, Eva and Heather are asleep now so it's just two remaining from each team.

As chris continued to groan on with that silly monotone voice, I was due standing up and ripping that silly book from his hands and beating him to death with it.

Gwens pov 😜

As trent falls asleep, I look towards y/n and Duncan to see how my competition is holding up, and that's when I watch y/n fall asleep, her head landing on duncans shoulder as he turns bright red clearly oblivious on what to do, and he stays like that for a solid ten minutes until Chris closes the book.

"Bathroom break, any takers?" He asks and I watch as duncans leg bounces up and down as he clearly needs the toilet.

"I've held it this long, sweetheart, I could go all day." He scoffs to me and I raise my eyebrows as I stand up.

"Yeah, but can you hold it for another ten chapters?" I coo, and his face goes ghostly white, and he goes to jump up, but y/n let's out a small tired groan, and he looks at me.

"Gwen, swap places with me, we can switch back once I'm done." He begs and I nod my head as we carefully switch places, me being careful not to wakeup y/n, but chef comes quickly to pick her up and take her to her cabin so she can sleep on her bed for a little while.

Back to ur pov

When I wake up, i only hear Eva screaming and throwing things around in our cabin, but I'm too tired to care so I instantly fall back asleep, being awake for eightysix hours changes you I swear.

As I sit next to Duncan at the bonfire falling in and out of sleep, he has to shake me to make sure I stay awake from time to time, and each time I open my eyes to his extremely tired smile, but I think its cute that he's still trying for me, could Duncan like me back?

I know it's insane that I've now got a crush on Duncan when I've only known him for a week, but after spending eighty six hours talking to him straight, it changed my perspective on him, he's sweet.

I'm not even listening to what Chris has to say, really. I'm too tired, I'm only listening for my name, which is said third, so I happily stand up and grab my marshmallow, sticking it on my stick as I hold it over the fire till its a perfect golden shade, and I blow on it for a few seconds and begin eating it, letting out a small gasp when I realised I did it perfectly, and as much as I'm sad that Eva was voted out anyway, I'm kinda glad. Her temper was too much for me.

"I definitely do like Duncan, I think he's really nice to me anyway, and that's all that matters, right? But he can't like me. He's probably just acting like this with me, so I fall into a fake alliance like what Heather is doing with Lindsay and Beth. It's cruel but smart." I say to the camera in the confession booth toilet thing, I'm still not too sure what it even is at this point, before I rake my mind trying to think of what else to say, but there's nothing really, so I open the door and climb out, walking straight Into Duncan.

"Woah there, princess, watch your step." He coos as he places his hand on my shoulders.

"Watch where you're standing." I coo back as I motion to how he's right infront of the door.

"Maybe I wanted to hear what you were saying." He says, and I feel my face drop. He's joking, right? He has to be joking.

"It's meant to be confidential!" I gasp as I stare at him.

"Confidential, but you're saying it to a camera which broadcasts it to live TV? Cmon y/n I thought you were smarter than this, you want to be a history teacher!" Duncan argues and I roll my eyes but I can't help but smile at him.

"It's not an act, by the way." He says as he grabs my chin with two fingers and forces it up to look at him, and I turn bright red before he lets go and begins climbing in our make do confession booth.

"I'll see you at dinner, princess." He then coos as he slams the door, and I stand and stare at the door for a minute. Surely this isn't happening.

As I walk back to the cabins, I see gwen walking over to me with a large smile on her face as I approach her and I quickly grab her wrist and drag her into a area only slightly into the forest, but its far away from everyone so nobody can hear, and I let it all spill, everything.

"Wait, so Duncan heard you confessing you like him, and now he's flirting with you?" She asks with a small laugh and I shrug.

"I don't know if I could say it was flirting.. more like teasing?" I answer and she shakes her head.

"Y/n, come on, how blind are you? He's so into you." She says as she grabs my shoulders and shakes them violently, shaking up my brains, but we both laugh anyway.

"So what should I do about it?" I then ask, and she smirks.

"At dinner, ignore him. Come sit with trent, and I, make him talk to you." She states and I nod slowly taking all this in.

And at dinner I do exactly that, I sit next to gwen, trent sitting directly infront of us as we eat chefs food, and honestly I've grown to like it and I'll definitely miss it when I have to go home, but I think I'm going to miss everything about the camp, even maybe Chris and Heather. Maybe.

All throughout dinner, I can feel duncans eyes on me, and gwen confirms it when she nudges me.

"God y/n, I'm surprised your head hasn't exploded with the way he's staring at you." She whispers and I smile and look up at Duncan, who continues to stare at me even now that I've noticed his staring, and he doesn't even look embarrassed that he's been caught and instead he just waves and I wave back, and gwen motions for him to come sit with us and honestly he flies off of the table he's sitting at and practically runs towards our table taking the seat infront of me.

"I couldn't handle another minute of Sadie and kadie talking." He groans, and I smile.

"Yeah? Try sharing a bedroom with them all night they sit and giggle about best friend stuff." I say, furrowing my eyebrows, and gwen nudges me.

"If we're ever invited back once this season is over, we should beg Chris to let us on the same team so we can do that." She gasps and I widen my eyes at her as I nod.

"Yeah, smart idea." I agree and Duncan and trent both shake their heads.

"Please don't." They both beg in usion and gwen, and I let out small laughs.

Once dinners over, we all decide to walk to the firepit, seeing as we don't see anyone walking in that direction, and once we get there, Duncan grabs my hand.

"You guys wouldn't mind if I borrowed y/n for a moment?" Duncan asks, but he doesn't even wait for an answer as he drags me down to the bottom of the dock of shame where he stands infront of me, and I can't help but imagine how many people are watching this right now, but I mean it's not really my main concern at this exact moment of time.

"I do actually like you, and I know it's hard to believe seeing the sort of situation we're in right now, but I really do." Duncan quietly tells me, his big Mr criminal ego suddenly dissapeared.

"Well, you listened to my time with the camera so you know I like you too." I tell him as i shake my head.

"No, but y/n, I mean I like you, like no matter what happens on this island, I want to leave it being in a relationship with you." He continues and I just laugh.

"Duncan?" I ask.

"What?" He replies.

"Shut up." I say with a small laugh before I lean up and kiss him.

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Hello! I’m not sure if this has been requested yet. But could I request an Ethan Landry imagine with the prompts 1 & 4. “How could you betray me like that?’’ & “I’m not gonna let you get hurt.’’ Could the reader be Gale and Dewey’s daughter too? Please and thank you!

I've been waiting for a request that could fit this scene idea that I had and this one was perfect!!

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Your eyes welled with tears as the ghostface on detective Bailey’s right took off their mask, revealing the face of your boyfriend.

‘’No,’’ you cried, barely audible.

The ghostface reveals are known to be shocking, but this — you did not see this coming. Ethan had always been sweet, loving and awkward. He was the perfect golden retriever boyfriend. You really thought you had him figured out.

Yet, here he was, black robe on and bloody knife in his hand after stabbing his roommate to an imminent death.

You felt sick to your stomach. This couldn’t be happening.

You were starting to believe that your life was cursed. You were the daughter of two survivors of the original Woodsboro massacre, it would make sense. Cursed by the bloodline.

Would this ever stop? Or were you destined to die by the knife of a masked killer? You were so sick of these fucking ghostfaces. One of them had taken your father’s life last year. Now, your mother was severely injured and one of the killers turned out to be the guy you were in love with? Your father was right — never trust the love interest.

Beside you, Tara was frowning at who she thought was her friend. How could he have done this to Chad?

Sam’s attention shifted to the second ghostface that had yet to reveal himself. Please don’t be Danny, she silently begged. She had gone through this once, she didn’t want to be betrayed the same way again. She would probably go ballistic if the second ghostface revealed to be Danny.

Everyone was on the edge as the remaining ghostface removed their mask.

Quinn.

‘’Hey roomies,’’ she greeted with a smile. ‘’Didn’t see that one coming, did you?’’

‘’Because we thought you died,’’ Tara said, deeply confused.

‘’Yeah, well it was a way to get off the suspects list.’’

Detective Bailey and Quinn went on about how they faked her death, but you weren’t listening. Your attention focussed on the boy who completely shattered your heart.

“How could you betray me like that?’’ you said as a tear slipped down your cheek, looking right at Ethan.

His eyes were filled with guilt and regret, but you didn’t put your guard down. You couldn’t let yourself be fooled by him — not again.

‘’I’m sorry, baby.’’ Ethan’s voice had shifted to the soft one he used with you, dropping the ghostface act. He made a step to you, but before he could reach you, Quinn did and held her knife against your throat.

You gasped and went completely still in Quinn’s hold, your life one move away from ending.

Rage filled Ethan, glaring at his killing partner. ‘’Don’t touch her!’’ he warned, pointing his knife at Quinn. ‘’She has nothing to do with this.’’

‘’Uh-uh. Come any closer and I’ll kill her,’’ the ginger haired girl defied, tightening her hold on your frightened figure.

Quinn’s threat was not an empty one and Ethan knew. She didn’t care about you or your life.

‘’Falling for the enemy. God, you’re such an idiot!’’

You begged Ethan for help with your eyes, the fear in his mirroring yours.

Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot echoed in the theater and you saw Kirby, back on her feet, firing at Quinn. The bullet hit her shoulder and fell back from the impact, just enough to allow you to slip from her grapes and flee with Sam and Tara as Quinn cursed from the pain.

The theater was large, so you separated. Sam took Tara's hand and dragged her in one direction and you took the other. It would have been smart if there weren't three killers, but staying together made you a bigger target. There wasn’t really a smarter plan, they both sucked.

You pushed a door and took a left, hoping to find a room to lock yourself in, but instead ending up in a long hallway that was a deadend. Fuck. If any of the killers found you, you would be doomed.

You leaned against the wall, catching your breath for a short moment as you asked yourself what your mom would do in your situation. She’s Gale Weathers, she’s intelligent and resourceful — she always finds a solution.

During your thinking, a hand covered your mouth.

By elimination, it wasn’t Quinn — she would have stabbed you immediately. It also couldn’t be detective Bailey because all the man could do was use a gun.

Your eyes widened in fear, thinking this was your moment, but instead you heard Ethan’s voice.

‘’It’s me.’’

A sound that should reassure you and make you feel safe instead made fear rise in your chest.

You pushed his hand off you. ‘’Don’t touch me.’’

Your words hurt like a dagger to the heart. You were scared of him.

He raised his hands in surrender. ‘’I know you're scared of me right now—’’

‘’You murdered people, Ethan. You...you stabbed my mom and killed her boyfriend.’’

‘’That wasn't me! It was Quinn,’’ he exclaimed, quickly innocenting himself. ‘’I could never do this to you.’’

His eyes were pleading that you would believe him, but to which extent had he put an act on?

‘’Was any of it real? You and I?’’

Tears filled your eyes again as flashes of the time spent with him hit you. All the nights watching movies cuddled on his bed, the study sessions that turned into making out and the softest smiles he gave you. The intimate moment spent beneath the sheets. Helping him tape his strange knight costume for the Halloween party because it kept falling apart. When he comforted you after the attack at Sam and Tara’s apartment or accompanied you to the hospital when your mom got stabbed numerous times. You had cried into his chest, wrapped in the protection of his strong arms while the doctors were taking care of your mom.

‘’Yes!’’ he affirmed, coming close but you stepped back, making his heart ache. ‘’Everything between us is real, I promise. You're the only good thing in my life I've ever known. The only person I’ve ever loved.’’ He was pouring his heart to you, not caring if he sounded desperate.

There was nothing he wouldn’t do to get your forgiveness. Hell, he would get on his fucking knees and beg if needed.

‘’And I believe that.’’ You put a hand on his face gently, feeling his baby-soft skin. ‘’I love you, Ethan. I love you, but I can't forgive you. You…you killed Anika and Chad.’’

‘’I had to! My dad— He made me do it.’’ Tears filled Ethan’s eyes. ‘’I-I wanted nothing to do with this.’’

He rarely ever evoked his father — or his family. All he had said to you was that he constantly had to fight to gain his father's love and approval because he wasn't the favorite son. Was this why he participated in his father's revenge plan?

Your heart ached for the boy who begged for his father’s attention and love, but it didn’t change anything to the fact that Ethan had killed in cold blood two people who called him a friend.

‘’I’m sorry.’’ Your hand slipped from his face, getting flashes of Anika’s body falling from the ladder and hitting the ground. ‘’You’ve gone too far. I can’t—’’

‘’I’m sorry. For Chad and Anika and all the people I’ve hurt.’’

‘’Sorry is not gonna bring them back.’’

Ethan didn’t say anything. Sometimes, silence is best.

‘’I’m still gonna keep my promise.’’

You drew your eyebrows together. ‘’What promise?’’

‘’To protect you. It doesn’t matter if you hate me, you’re not going down tonight.’’ He rested his forehead against yours, looking right into your eyes as he promised. ‘’I'm not gonna let you get hurt. Ever.’’

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The Campbell Boy

Sal Fisher x Male Reader (Ashley’s Twin)

A/N: This was requested to us over on our Wattpad! Sorry, the first 200 and something words are just Sal falling for Ash, the other 1000 words are about Y/N tho I swear. Sal is so ooc omg, I haven't played the game in a hot minute so he's not at all accurate lmao.

Sal's POV:

I knock on Todd's door, I hear muffled words before he opens the door. He greets me as he opens the door. "Sorry it took me a minute to answer, I was wrapping up a tutoring session with Ashley, have you two met?" "Hey I'm Ash" I turn to see a beautiful girl, I feel my heart thump as she continues. "You must be Sally Face. I've heard so much about you!" I cough before responding "I.. Um.. me? You have?" "Yeah! All good things I swear. I'm glad I finally got to meet you."

"Me too. Er, you too. Um, I mean, it's nice to meet you as well." She sends a sweet smile my way. "I'd love to stay and chat more but I have to get going. Thanks for helping me out today, Todd." She walks to the door. "Enjoy the weekend, boys!" The door closes as I reply "You too".

"You alright Sal? You seem a bit anxious." "Oh, yeah, yeah. I'm good, I'm cool." I turn back to the ginger boy. "Okay so what brings you this way?" I completely disregard his question "Ash seems nice, is she a freshman too? What's she like?" "Her full name is Ashley Campbell. She's a freshman, like us, she also has a twin brother. She's overall a nice person." I don't seem to hear anything after that, until Todd asks "You didn't come here to talk about Ashley, though, so what's up?" "Oh, right..."

Timeskip

I was on the way to the basement, letting the elevator take me down. Larry had let me know Todd was over and asked if I wanted to hang out. It had been a while since the three of us hung out so I obviously accepted, what I didn't expect was to open the door and see Ashley sitting on a beanbag in the corner. My eyes trail from her to the figure standing beside her, his (E/C) eyes somehow more beautiful than Ash's. I felt like time had stopped.

"Sal?" I hear Larry call from beside me, I turn his way, clearing my throat. "Uh, I- yeah?" I hear the others chuckle before the taller boy walks over to me, hand out. "I don't believe we've met, you must be Sal. Larry and Ash can't keep their mouths shut about you." I look up at him, 'God, he's even more attractive up close'

"You.. Er I'm- Yeah, That- That's me."

He lightly laughs, 'I wish I could listen to that forever' he slightly tilts his head as he responds. "I'm Y/N," he quickly gestures to the brunette girl. "Ashley's twin." I nod slowly. "It's-Uh, It's nice to meet you." I finally shook his hand. "Nice to finally meet you too, Sal" I feel my face turn hot and I'm suddenly thankful for the mask covering my growing blush.

An awkward silence fills the room before Larry cuts it. "Okay, you two weirdos can stop shaking hands now." He lets out a hearty laugh as I quickly retract my hand from his warm ones. The (H/C) boy walked over to his spot next to Ashley as I sat next to Larry on the bed. 'I can't seriously be feeling this way for another boy, not that there's anything wrong with it. I'm just not gay.. right?'

Timeskip

It's been a few months since I met Y/N. I really expected my feelings for him to die off as easily as they did with Ash but I still feel just as strongly, if not more for him. 'I should probably talk to someone about this.' The first person that came to mind was Todd. He's had the most experiences with these sorts of feelings.

I quickly make my way to the 2nd floor, walking in, I greet his parents and bee-line for his room. I didn't bother knocking, the ginger boy sat in front of his computer. "Oh, hey Sal. What brings you here?" He turns the chair to face me. "Todd, I need some advice." His eyebrows furrow. "What sort of advice? What did you do?" I shake my head. "I haven't done anything. I need help figuring out some feelings." "Feelings? You're better off talking to Ash about that." I immediately shut down the idea. "Definitely not." He starts to smirk as questions me. "Why? Is she the one you have these 'feelings' for?"

"No, Um. Actually, I think I'm into her brother."

Todd's eyes grow to the size of saucers. "Y/N?!" I meekly nod. "I didn't know you liked boys." Todd laughs a little. "I didn't either." I exclaim. "That's why I need your help." Todd nods a few times before asking. "So what exactly do you need help with?" I go to respond but then pause, "I'm not sure. I guess I just wanna understand these feelings. I've never really felt this way for anyone before, and especially not for a boy."

"Sit down" He brings his arm out and gestures to the chair. "Let me help you out."

Timeskip

Yesterday's talk with Todd really helped me out. Though the idea of liking a boy is still pretty new to me, I think I'm ready to at least give it a shot. He told me that I should ask him out, that he thought he was pretty obviously gay. I couldn't be a hundred percent sure but I trusted Todd, and Y/N. I was sure that even if he were to reject me, he wouldn't make it a big deal, and would let me down slowly.

I take a deep breath before sending Y/N a text, almost instantly getting a response.

'want 2 hang?'

'ye whose place?'

'mine'

'lemme grab ash'

'hoping itd be jus u?'

'k all gud sys'

I stuff my phone into my back pocket before glancing up at the bathroom mirror. I fix up the pigtails before waiting in my room. It doesn't take long before I hear a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in." The door is slowly swung open, Y/N walking in and greeting me. "Hey man, why'd you call me over?" 'I really had to do it now, no backing out.' I shrug. "I kinda needed to talk to you." His wide smile slightly dropped. "What's wrong?" I shake my hands. "Nothing's wrong, I just.." I pause as he walks over to me, sitting on the bed, beside me.

He looks at me like he's waiting, not impatiently, just curious. I can't control the loud beats fastening, the loud thumps making their way up my throat. "Uhm-" my voice cracks, my head turning away in embarrassment. "You're all right, take your time Sal." His hand lays on my own as he gives it a reassuring squeeze. It wasn't the first time he had comforted me like this, it always made my heart jump but it really wasn't helping right now.

I don't know how long I was thinking before his gentle voice cut through my thoughts. "Sal?" My head turns back to his, quickly spurting out, "I-think-I'm-in-love-with-you!" I close my eyes tight as I wait for his response. It takes a few seconds before his thumb starts massaging my still held hand, his other resting on the porcelain mask at my cheek. I slowly open my eyes to see him grinning. "I feel the same, Sal."

My eyes widened. "You do?" He chuckles before nodding. "Have for a while. I was planning on asking you out too. Guess you beat me to it though." I lightly laugh as I lean in for a hug, his arms wrapping around my torso. "Does this mean we're- y'know?" I feel him nod against me, "If that's something you want?" "Obviously" I reply. We both share a laugh before he kisses my covered forehead.

A/N: After reading through it, it feels a little rushed, sorrryyy.

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I just wanted to second the love song from a dog anon, I’ve been enjoying it sososososo much (along with absolutely everything you write!!) and the newest chapter was so lovely! Very excited to read the James arc coming up mwah!

auighh you all rock. It's just such a stickier au than my other fics. So much time and thought and probably the most analyzing their characters out of anything so I want people to approve!

have some John psychosexualing himself into not being Gay (and failing)

Eunice is a good girl and even better wasn’t a silly girl. She knew the exact shape of what was on the table and didn’t ask for an inch more. She’s filled out more, wide at the hips and at the shoulders in a way that would be perfect to grip. She’s sitting with her legs crossed and he can make out the wide curve of one thigh sat atop the other. Her hair, dark red, curled over one shoulder in a half-up half-down do that was popular lately. She was entirely different from the tall, slim, blue-eyed Paulina.

John throws her a wink. 

Gale comes up beside him and John throws an arm around his shoulder like nothing’s ever changed. Holds out a ginger beer like Curt used to and introduces Gale to his friends. 

“Buck here’s landed a B-17 with no engines,” John brags, because how many times has he introduced Gale in such a format before? “Boy’s over there called him No-Engine Cleven.” 

He watches Eunices eyes tear from him over to Gale, intent parking anew and he squashes the sudden flare of jealousy. No way was he about to lose the final step in his three part plan to be his old self to a guy who didn’t even like snatch. 

“Engaged to be married though, Sorry Eunice,” John tugs Gale that much closer, “You’ll have to find another Soldierboy to sink your claws into.”

She shakes Gale’s hand instead, who was gentlemanly as ever, and flips her hair at John in a silent tease and he bares his teeth at her in a smile.

“Don’t be sore just ‘cause you never managed to slip those creeping fingers up my skirt in high school.”

There’s the thrum of excitement he’s looking for. Licks at the back of his ear and creeps sickly nails down his spine. John sets his hands to his hips, flexing his shoulders just to feel the broad stretch of them and shows his teeth right back.

“What makes you think I was trying, sweetheart?”

He’s got her back now, eyes off of Gale and back onto more suitable quarry, she leans forward on her perch, plump lips twisting with amusement. They’re painted red. Turned wine-dark by the night and the bottom curve of them is almost as wide and pillowy as Gale’s. 

[writerofadream]

Fortune favors the Bold ⛓

Chapter Three: Under the Sea

TDI! Duncan x Juvie Bestfriend! Reader

"Okay first thing's first, we need group photos for the promos." Chris herded the group to the end of the dock. You and Duncan stood near each other, Ezekial stood behind you, breathing down your neck. On the other side of you was Bridgette, and next to Duncan was Courtney.

Chris held up a camera but something was off. The camera's lens weren't glinting in the harsh sun. But before you could voice you suspicions, you felt someone grab your ass. "Hey, uh, beautiful." Ezekial whispered in your ear and you felt your mind cloud, and your hands reach for your gun stowed in the wasteline of your pocket.

"Hands off." Duncan said before you could do anything. His hand subconciously grabbed onto yours stopping your movements.

"Uh, sorry man." Ezekial turned his eyes down, and then suddenly....

The dock gave out.

Water had always been your friend. It made every nerve on your body feel at ease. Duncan on the other hand? Not so much. With his father's history of... tough love, he didn't like water. Punishments at his house always consisted of water.

Drowning, water boarding, stealing his senses.

You searched through the sea of thrashing people and grabbed his hand pulling him up towards the air above. You proppeled both of you onto land, just like everybody else. But Duncan was frozen, his knees were at his chest, his hair still stood up (too much damn hair gel, I swear), and his eyes were wide.

"Hey, tiger. With me?" You grabbed his hand slowly and held it to your pulse on your neck. It was quiet for a minute, until his fingers twitched over your neck.

"I want to go home." He whispered. "Juvie was never home, baby. You know that. They beat us, and ruined us. If we go back I don't want to live like a caged animal anymore." You whispered. "But it was just us." Duncan sighed before he stood up dusting his pants and helping you get the sand out of your hair.

You forgot you were on a TV show.

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Quickly you reconvened at the campfire with the whole group. "This is camp Wawanaka. Your home for the next eight weeks." Duncan was standing behind you, his hands twirling your hair between his fingers, weaving it into a braid rather quickly as Chris spoke.

"The campers around you will be your competition, your cabin mates, maybe even your friends, you dig?"

You were barely listening. You knew your assignment.

But Duncan was listening for the both of you, he always will, and always would. He noticed the ginger nerdy kid beside him was inching closer and closer to you by the second. So with a quick move, he held a knife to the boys thigh, making sure he not the message before putting it away.

"The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win 100,000 dollars." Chris continued seemingly unaware as to what was happening. You rolled your eyes laughing. Duncan spent more then that in four days.

Duncan raised a hand. "What will the sleeping arangments be? I'd like to request a bunk under her." He pointed at Heather and you gagged rolling your eyes. "Don't settle for a pretentious ass." You muttered to him. "Jealous, sweetheart?" He smiled looking at you. "Never." You stuck your tongue out.

"Please tell me they aren't Co-Ed." Heather begged. "Girls get one side of each cabin, boys get the other." Chris quickly explained and you paled. Stuck, alone, with a bunch of girls.

What if it was like juvie.

What if they tried to jump you at night like those girls.

You felt your vision going black, but Duncan pinched you quickly bringing you back to life. "Excuse me, Kevin? Can I get a cabin with a lakeview since I'm the prettiest." The sweet spaced-out blondie asked the host who laughed before saying "I mean, you are. But that's not really how it works here.. and it's Chris."

The two twin best friends started begging to sleep near each other.

Duncan for some reason bet you he could give a deer a noogie, shortly after you had to give him five dollars.

Chris gave the people the first assignment. There was the screaming gophers, and the killer bass. You and Duncan were on the killer bass. The red flag was thown towards Harold and you looked at the symbol.

"Huh... interesting?"

"Alright campers, you and your teams will be on cameras at all times, in all areas, during this competition."

He showed you to an outhouse where he said that "You'll be able to share your inner most thoughts in here. On tape with video diaries anytime you want." Gwen got in almost right after he said that.

Then everyone else.

Duncan stared at the camera with a look the viewers described as "terrified." he rubbed his face tiredly and said "I just want to get her and I out safely. If you guys can help us with that, I'd be terrific."

Then you went in.

"I want him to stay. Until the end, he should get that money." Was all you said before exiting.

Chris then showed you the cabins where you quickly dropped off your stuff near Courtney's bunk before exiting to go see where Duncan was sleeping. He was below Harold and you almost would bet money that he was a bed-wetter. "Why is a girl in here?" Geoff asked the green-haired boy and Duncan just pointed back at you. "I can answer for myself, thank you very much. Duncan and I are friends, so I wanted to see where he was at. Does that make you feel better?" You smiled with fake sympathy dripping from your words.

Suddenly you heard a shrill scream and everyone went to the sound only to see Lindsay on a stool hiding from a cockroach. "Man, that white girl can scream." Leshawna sighed before everyone tried to step on the cockroach. Suddenly Duncan dissapeared, reappearing with an axe.

"DUNCAN, NO!"

[enhaloverss]

Do you hate me pt.3

-He did what?

Both girls exclaimed loudly at the same time, the whole dorm probably hearing.

-You heard me, he just stepped in and just started to get me out of this weird situation, I think?

-It doesn’t surprise me coming from him honestly, I mean last year he threw chalks at bullies. But I didn’t actually think he’d step up for you.

-He threw what?

They both laughed at my expression and over the fact that that was the only thing I picked up from what they told me.

-Well, I don’t know why but I feel like your interactions with him are going to be more and more interesting…

The three of us got up and went in the library’s direction to borrow some books. Violet wanted to read about Muggle’s cooking, her great passion apparently.

-You should come to mine one day, both of you, I’ll make your dream come true Vi.

Said Sarah, holding onto a pile of books about potions. She noticed our staring and later on the smiles on our faces.

-Yes I’m that desperate, no comments please.

I went up and stumbled upon a book about the magic creatures that lived in the lake of Hogwarts. My brother once told me that anyone was forbidden from flying above it because there was a giant calamari living there. I never believed him until a picture of it was released in a newspaper.

We read for about an hour before the girls decided to get some rest before dinner, apparently tired from the flying lessons. I accompanied them back to our room but chose to have a little stroll around the castle alone.

I decided to go to the plains, right behind Hagrid’s garden. It was a big open space with a lot of flowers and even some tiny waterfalls. I was about to sit when I noticed someone not far away, talking to someone else. I approached them and they turned around when they felt my presence.

It was a boy. A Ravenclaw with middle length curly ginger hair and a lot of freckles all across his face.

He jumped back at my presence, apparently not used to seeing anybody around here.

-Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t want to scare you, I just got curious.

-No it’s fine, I’m just not used to seeing people here. I don’t really have friends so I spend most of my time here alone.

-Almost alone.

I said, while looking at the tiny creature on his lap.

-Oh, meet Mushroom, he is…

-A Niffler! I love them.

I said smiling.

-I’m Jude by the way, I’m in second year.

-Y/n, third year since two days only.

-I see, nice to meet you. You like magical creatures too?

-Yeah, I have a huge book about them!

I said sitting down next to him, but not too close.

-I could show it to you if you want.

-I’d like that.

We were just sitting here and talking, I think we talked for maybe more than an hour. I just met him but he was so nice he already felt like a little brother to me. I wonder how it was even possible that he didn’t have any friends, his kindness and gentleness were amazing. We only noticed it was time for us to go the Great Hall to grab some dinner when the sun started to set.

We separated in the corridor, each of us going to our own common rooms, before agreeing on meeting again same place in two days. I’m actually surprised I’m making friends that easily. Being social never was my best quality.

When I entered my room, Violet and Sarah were still sleeping and I wondered for a second if I should wake them up or let them sleep, but settled on the first option. I gently shock Violet first. It took her a few minutes before she was fully awake. She went to Sarah to wake her up, asking me at the same time where I was. I told her about Jude and she was happy that I was making friends with the same interests as me.

Everybody now awake, we decided to throw a sweatshirt on because it was starting to get fresher, and made our way for the third time today to the Great Hall. Arriving there, I immediately noticed it was way fuller than at lunch, finding a spot was gonna be hard. We sat next to a group of first years.

We were secretly laughing because we quickly realized they were talking about Professor Snape, saying how he was so rude and wondering how they were gonna survive six whole years with him.

I was actually lucky on this point, I’d have to bear with him only four years.

The Professor I was the most excited to meet was McGonagall. Sam told me a lot about her. I also heard that she is an animagus which is absolutely cool. I have so many questions to ask her about that, maybe this is the only class I’ll stay at once finished, if it allows me to know more about animagus’.

-We should go to Hogsmeade this weekend y/n! Vi and I could show you around the village!

-Oh my god yes that’s a great idea! But wait, we’re allowed to go outside the castle on weekends?

-If your parents give a permission yes you can of course!

Sarah said, her mouth full of mashed potatoes.

-I’ll send them an owl this week then, hopefully they’ll say yes.

Going to Hogsmeade really excited me, I was thrilled to finally be able to try Miss Rosmerta’s famous butterbeer.

I felt a light tap on my shoulder, almost like the person didn’t want to bother me and I turned to look up and see Jude’s smiling face, he quickly said hi to Violet and Sarah before going away and waving at me, saying he just wanted to quickly drop by before going back to his room. He really had such a cute little brother energy. Before going back to our conversation, I noticed Jude stopping by the Gryffindor’s table, before saying hello quickly to… Jungwon? These two know each other? Maybe I’ll ask Jude but not right now, I knew him for not even twenty four hours and I knew that he was pretty shy and secretive, I’ll let him tell me when he’d be comfortable enough doing so.

-That’s Jude right, the one you told us about?

Asked Violet.

-Yes it’s him!

-He seems really nice!

Said Sarah.

-A bit shy but really nice.

-He has a hard time making friends, I’m just glad I found him, we have a lot in common.

And with that, we went back to our room. We took a corridor and I heard what seemed like people muttering, like being really careful nobody was hearing them. I told Violet and Sarah and they looked at each other, nodding before following down the dark alley, only lit by the light of the candles on the walls. We walked on our tipy toes, making extra sure to not make any noise when we finally could hear what the persons were talking about. It sounded like two professors, Snape was one of them for sure and I didn’t recognize the voice of the other one.

-But she is his sister, what if she has the same crazy ideas as him?

-Don’t be ridiculous professor Snape, Y/n is different from her brother, and you and I both know Sam was not at fault in what happened last year. We had to expel him because he put another student in danger but it was indirectly, none of this was his fault. That’s actually why the other student also got expelled. Now if you excuse me, I have classes to prepare.

We suddenly panicked and decided to hide in the first room that we saw, opened the door and carefully shut it. We were inside an empty classroom and we heard the footsteps passing by before disappearing further in the corridor.

We stayed here a solid five minutes, Violet and Sarah too scared of getting caught, and me, trying to figure out everything I just heard, my mind going into a spiral of thoughts. They were talking about me, and about the reason Sam got expelled. Maybe I lied, I definitely was going to investigate this year.

We quietly went back to our room, and after closing our door and taking our sweatshirts off, the girls straight up started talking.

-Oh my god y/n they were talking about your brother and you!

Exclaimed Violet with excitement.

-Are you gonna try to dig in, we could help you know.

-I don’t know guys, I don’t wanna make the same mistakes as my brother and get you fired too.

-Well, we’ll be careful, and we could be useful, you don’t know anything about Hogwarts!

Sarah smiled because she knew she already convinced me, and I sighed before agreeing.

-Fine, but we’ll be extra careful, and nobody else has to know except us three.

They exclaimed in joy and happily danced around the room, saying that their third year was about to be a Sherlock Holmes’ case. I really didn’t see myself doing this on my own anymore.

We went to bed the girls excited about the new adventures that were waiting for us, me too, but also scared about what was about to come, what was I about to learn. I finally closed my eyes and let sleep take over.

I suddenly woke up, the room was still pitch black and I wondered what time it was for a second. I turned around to look at the clock and sighed when I realized it was five fifty, breakfast was in two hours and classes in three. It was useless to fall asleep again at this point. I carefully got up to not wake up Sarah nor Vi, took my wand, just in case, and decided to go out for some exploration.

I’d just have to be back in the dorms by seven thirty, that way nobody would notice I was gone for a few hours. At least I hoped so, it’d be better if I didn’t get into trouble not even a week after being here.

I started quietly wandering around the castle, before deciding upon going outside, to the plains were I met Jude yesterday.

The sun was starting to rise, strokes of oranges and pinks adorning the sky. A few clouds were moving due to the cool breeze that was starting to rise. I sat on the grass and just enjoyed the moment, before noticing a little movement in a bush. Seems like a little someone was in there.

I approached it slowly, trying not to scare whatever was in there. I lifted the leaves only to find a little bowtruckle, hiding behind a branch.

I let my hands down and tried to not get to close to him. I read a lot about them, it takes a lot for them to trust you, they’re really shy and don’t open up easily but once they do they become quit clingy. I sat in front of him.

-Hey there, I’m not gonna touch you, or hurt you. I’ll keep my distance, if you wanna come out of here.

It just looked at me, completely disappearing behind the branch before only letting his head visible.

I smiled at him, he was really cute. I could see he was interested and curious but still really cautious.

-I’m y/n, nice to meet you little one.

He looked at me for a few seconds before completely going out and standing next to the branch, holding it with its tiny hands.

-You were watching me weren’t you? You’re a really curious little thing. I’m also curious about you, maybe we could learn about each other don��t you think?

He tilted his head, looked at me briefly and diverted his gaze somewhere else.

-Look, I have to go if I don’t wanna get caught, but I’ll come back to look for you. Bye little one.

I got up and looked at him one last time, before leaving the fields to go back to my room, it was already seven and I needed to head back to take a shower and change before breakfast.

When I arrived in the room, the girls were still asleep, this time I had to wake them up tho, or we’d be late. Violet woke up quite easily so I told her that I was going to the shower and that she could try to wake up Sarah. She yawned but gave me a thumbs up. I smiled at her, wishing her good luck with Sarah, if there’s one thing I learned about her is that she didn’t like being waken up.

I stepped in the shower and decided to also wash my hair, and then got dressed in my uniform again, also putting the wool jacket this time, the temperatures were already getting fresher.

When I stepped out of the shower and went back to the room Violet was changed and told me that Sarah went in the toilets to change and that she’d be back soon.

Today’s classes were Spells and metamorphosis for the morning and magical creatures’ care in the afternoon. I couldn’t wait, all of today’s classes seemed really interesting to me. Sarah came back in our room, throwing her pajama on the bed before saying hello to me. And we were off the Great Hall again, another day ahead of us.

The breakfast rolled by pretty fast and our first class was about to start. Vi entered first, holding the door for me and Sarah and I greeted the professor before we sat next to each other on the middle bench, not to high, not to low, just the right place. The other students came in one by one. All of the houses were mixed up for this class, which was really cool in my opinion, we could get to know and befriend students from other houses that way. A girl with short purple hair from Ravenclaw approached me, putting her books next to mine.

-Can I sit here?

She asked smiling at me.

-Yes of course, I’m not waiting for anybody so you can.

She thanked me and sat next to me.

-My name is Anna by the way, nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you too Anna, I’m y/n, and this is Violet and Sarah is next to her.

They said hi to each other before the professor asked for silence, the lesson started.

We were learning Amplificatum today, a spell to make any object bigger. We were training on apples. The class was divided in two groups, one was gonna learn about how to pronounce it, what gesture to do, the cases in which you could absolutely not use it,… while the other one was gonna do theory, basically how the spell was invented and by who, what for,… The groups were gonna be switched and once everybody would be done the whole class was gonna try to cast the spell.

We were divided in two groups really easily, the right side of the class and the left one.

Our side was starting with theory and I was glad it was this first, I always like it better when we start with the boring stuff. We were alone for this part of the class, the board was full of information that we had to copy and memorize for the next time. Copying the lesson in notes was pretty quick and we had at least twenty minutes before we were gonna switch with the other group. I decided to use this free time to get to know Anna. She was in third year like us obviously. She was a really sweet girl, interested in cooking, she wanted to be a wizard chef later. We had things in common, I also liked cooking even if I was more of a baking kind of girl. She also liked reading books like me and I told her we could sometime have a picnic together with the girls, cook and bake sweets and read books. She was thrilled by the idea. She told me she was jealous of our dorms because we were right next to the kitchens and could easily steal food if we were feeling hungry in the middle of the night. The idea was tempting but honestly I wouldn’t bring myself to try. I also asked her about her common room, I knew Ravenclaw’s was one of the prettiest, if not the prettiest because of how my brother described it to me.

And with how Anna described it too, it really felt like the room was magical, only bad point is that they were in one of the highest towers of Hogwarts, the wind was always blowing really loud in the corridors and it was always cold.

The theory class ended after 10 minutes of us speaking with Anna, Violet also quickly bonded with her, having a shared passion for cooking, before we got to switch with the interesting part.

We were with the professor this time, who was trying to tell everybody to switch side in calm, ninety percent absolutely not listening. When we successfully made our way through running students and seated, our lesson started.

The professor explained the same things to us, told us how to correctly pronounce the spell and made us repeat after him. We were all laughing at Vi’s pronunciation because she heavily mangled the word, the professor telling her it was her head she was gonna amplify if she pronounced it like that.

Then, we all got our wands out and tried to properly do the gesture, that was easier than the first step honestly. I realized it was actually the first time I was seeing the girl’s wands, I never really paid attention to that before. Violet’s wand was the longest out of us four. It was made in oak wood and the core was dragon heartstrings. Sarah ‘s wand was much shorter and seemed more flexible, it was made out of birch wood and had a unicorn hair. Anna’s was also oak but way darker and also had a unicorn hair. Mine was acacia wood and the core was different then most student here since my wand was not from Ollivander’s, or from the UK in general. I had a Veela hair core.

The professor placed apples in front of every single one of us and told us it was finally time for us to try.

-How many students got it right in the previous group professor? Asked Violet, scared of messing up the spell.

-About half successfully amplified the apple at the right size and the other half made it either too big or too small, but I’m sure you’ll make it just right. He answered, smiling at us.

-Now, cast the spell.

A wave of ‘amplificatum’ took over the quiet of the classroom, accompanied by some screams of students having created gigantic apples, enough to bake a pie to feed the whole castle.

We all looked at each other and nodded, before pronouncing the spell out loud, making the right gesture at the same time.

I closed my eyes, not wanting to see the results, when we heard the professor gasp.

I opened my eyes, only to come to face with 4 perfectly amplified apples. We all looked at each other before screaming in joy in unison. The professor clapping.

-Very good girls, 10 points for each of you for this perfect spell casting and amazing synchronization if I might had. Okay great everyone, class is done for today, I’m proud of the results keep going and see you next week.

And with that, everyone excited the classroom.

Sarah, Violet and I saying goodbye to Anna. I hoped we were going to share more classes with her because the four of us really got along well.

Next class was metamorphosis with Professor McGonagall and I was thrilled about it.

Violet and Sarah told me she was a remarkable lady, full of knowledge, strict but also really nice and willing to help you if you regularly participated and listened in class. She was also a woman of words, always keeping her promises.

We entered the class and it was a big one. I loved the atmosphere of it. There was a big golden glob next the professor’s desk, and I really held myself from touching it.

The student’s desks were tables of two, and I told Violet and Sarah to sit with each other, I was right behind them so it was okay, moreover, I wouldn’t really need a friend next to me since I wasn’t gonna talk very much during this class, the content was something I was looking forward to.

I sat and got my books out and the professor came in and asked for the silence as the lesson was about to start.

-Hello everyone, welcome for another year at Hogwarts and in my classroom. This year will be really interesting for those who seek knowledge in metamorphosis. Our first lesson will be Felifors, or, turning a cat in a cauldron. You can all go and take a cat, you have an hour to try to successfully turn it into a cauldron. I’ll explain to you the steps one by one. Off you go.

I looked at Violet and Sarah and we got up to pick up a cat.

-You guys are right, she’s amazing! She’s speaking so calmly but everybody’s listening to her, she’s so cool for that honestly, respect.

I sat back and put the cat in front of me, and it surprisingly sit still and didn’t move, it was just looking at me. Seems like I picked the right one, I thought, looking around and seeing some students struggling a lot with their cats who were moving nonstop and meowing while trying to get on them.

Professor McGonagall told us that now we needed to calm our pets as much as possible, the more stressed an animal is, the worst a spell turns out. Sometimes the animal can even die if it’s in really bad conditions and someone still try$ies to cast a spell on them. I guess same goes for humans, to be able to success in casting a spell, you need to be as calm as ever, or you mess up.

-Okay, I think this might be my area. I said, looking at the cat.

I’ve always liked animals, magical or not, and found myself drawn to them as much as they were drawn to me.

I decided to put my hands in front of the cat first, to show him they weren’t something dangerous and I wasn’t gonna hurt him. Then I slowly approached my hands and let them face towards him but still without touching him. And when he felt like it, he put his head to my hands, and then his body. I could pet him now.

Animals are like humans in my opinion, you can’t touch them if you don’t know if they want it or not, they have boundaries, like us, and I like to respect that.

The cat was purring and I think it was my sign that it was comfortable enough with me.

I looked up, only to see Professor McGonagall right in front of my desk.

-Seems like you have a gift with animals Miss y/l/n. She said smiling at the sight of the cat laying it’s head on me.

-Oh, you know me? And, yes, seems like it. I said smiling softly.

-Of course I know you, your brother was a great student, I’m sure you’ll be just as good as him. Now, try to cast Felifors.

I nodded, distanced myself a little from the cat, and cast the spell.

The next thing I saw was a cauldron, sitting right were the cat once was, only for it to turn back to a cat about twenty seconds later.

-Seems like it’s a success Miss y/l/n, congratulations.

-Thanks Professor. I answered smiling.

-You can put the cat back where it was, unless you want to keep him company for the remaining 10 minutes, now if you’ll excuse me I have some business to attend, she said, while pointing to a student whose cat claws where buried in his sweater.

As soon as McGonagall went away, Violet and Sarah turned around, showing me their cauldrons, Violet’s was neat and perfect but Sarah’s one had a long tail.

-Hey, at least it’s a cauldron, she said laughing.

The bell rang, and we were off to lunch once again.

[starcrashx]

IV.

At the end of the day Anakin picked up Obi-wan, Ahsoka and the kids to head home. Luke was excited to tell the other three that they met Galen at lunch time, and that the boy saved them from starving. Obi-wan raised a brow.

"You guys made Galen go into town?!? Alone?" scoffed at the kids the ginger man.

"He isn't little. And he clearly nailed it." shuggered Leia.

"Still! What if he gets lost? Corusant is not a small place like our village." said Obi-wan.

"But he didn't...I hope." muttered Leia the last part when she realised she forgot to check in with Galen if he made it home or not.

"And come to think of it he gave all the money back to me."

Anakin practically stomped on the break.

"Anakin." raised his voice Obi-wan.

"You guys are telling me that he has no money and is probably still wandering in the city?!?" shouted Anakin and wiped out his phone to call his adopted son.

"Skyguy please drive I will call him." said Ahsoka and Anakin slowly put his phone away to start the car again.

Ahsoka rang Galen's phone while her niece and nephew got a lecture from her brothers. Fortunately the boy picked up.

"Hey Galen! Are you home?"

"Of course. Do you need something?" said the boy with his quiet tone of voice.

"What a relief! We thought you got stuck in Coruscant without money." said Ashoka and saw that her older brothers visibly relaxed.

"What? No of course not. When will you guys come home?"

"We are like 3 minutes from home. See you soon." said the girl cheerfully.

"Good it won't go cold. By!" Ahsoka wanted to ask what won't go cold but the boy already put down the phone.

"You two are lucky that Galen can handle himself." huffed Anakin.

"It was a good idea to hand him some pocket money Anakin I will give you that." said Obi-wan.

When Anakin parked the car into the garage he noticed that it was cleaner than before.

"Uhh which one of you cleaned the garage?" asked the man.

"It's your responsibility." said back Obi-wan who just got out of the car.

"Do you guys smell that?" asked Luke when they entered the house.

There was a faint smell of chicken soup in the air along with fried meat.

"Anakin you finally did the mopping!" exclaimed Obi-wan when he noticed the floor was free from dust.

"And apparently Ahsoka did the shopping." muttered Anakin and pointed towards the yard where the laundry was drying.

"Well if it's not some ghost that came to clean our house and cook then I can only think of one person that did this." brushed his beard Obi-wan.

The little team went deeper inside the house to find Rex in the kitchen drinking coffee.

"Rex? What are you doing here buddy?" asked Anakin and tapped the other man's shoulder.

"Wanted to check on the lil guy. I came here to find him struggling to carry two bags of groceries and dog food. I helped him carry them inside and from that moment on he made coffee for me and I watched him cook. He is hella skilled with a knife I will tell you that." said Rex and took a sip from his coffee and pointed to the dining table that was stacked with food.

"You mean Galen cleaned the house, did the laundry and shopping, brought Leia her bow and cooked?" asked Anakin with disbelief.

"And I also folded Luke's clothes and fed AR-2." said Galen who entered the room with an apron on and the said dog trailing behind him.

His adoptive family was stunned. Their silence made Galen worry that he did something wrong.

"I-I'm sorry if I went overboard-"

"Kid Jesus Christ you have been more productive in a day than us three combined." said Ahsoka who was the first to sit down at the table.

"You know how to cook?" asked Obi-wan who was the last one to sit down.

"Well I helped out at the kitchen in the orphanage a lot. I was preparing for the possibility that I won't have a family so I wanted to learn as many life skills as possible." said Galen and sat down next to Rex.

Luke grabbed his spoon and took a sip from the soup. He smiled happily and turned to Galen who was still in the kitchen.

"This is so good! You saved us from starving again." giggled the boy.

The other boy smiled back fondly at him. He thought his cooking was mediocre at best, so he enjoyed the compliment.

"Luke's right this tastes good! But please do us a favour and rest for the rest of the day." said Anakin.

"Just so you know you didn't have to do any of this so that we love you okay?" said Obi-wan.

"I did it because I wanted to make you happy." muttered Galen his voice barely audible.

"We are happy just by you being with us!" smiled Ahsoka and got up from the table.

"Give me a hug my little nephew!"

"Uh Ahsoka about that-" but before Anakin could stop his sister the girl was already in the kitchen.

Galen flinched when the girl embraced him. His hands lingered in the air around his aunt while the girl squeezed his face. When she pulled away Anakin spoke.

"I wanted to tell you Galen is not a fan of physical touches."

But it was too late Galen already felt himself tear up. He wanted to hold it back like all those times before but he found that this time, he couldn't. Hot streaks of tears rolled down his cheeks before he could stop it. Ahsoka visibly got scared that she hurt the boy and took a step back.

"I'm sorry I didn't know! I'm so sorry Galen-"

"You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just... Physical touch always reminds me of her. And I always get the urge to pull away because I always remember her." whispered Galen and wiped his tears off with a napkin that Rex gave him.

"You mean your mom?" asked Luke with sadness in his voice.

"No...my friend, my only friend. June was awesome and much braver than I was. She was murdered in an alleyway while protecting me. I miss her so much. And I can't get rid of the thought that her death was my fault." said meekly Galen and started sobbing harder.

Anakin stood up from his seat and went over to Galen. Obi-wan and the kids also creeped closer to the crying boy.

"I had no idea you were carrying such a huge weight on your shoulders Galen. I don't know what happened back then but I can say this with the most certainly I have. That it wasn't your fault. No matter what happened or how it happened I know for a fact that it's not your fault." said the man.

Galen got off the stool and slowly opened his arms. Anakin also slowly embraced the boy and stroked his back.

"You can tell us anything. We will always be here to help you."

[littlefanficprincess]

Chapter 05: Burned out siggaretes

(Y/n) opens the main door of the apartment complex with her keyboard. She walks in first, leading the others up the stairs.

Tord and Edd each hold one bag in their hands, offered to carry it for the girl. Tom had his hands in his pocket, still annoyed that he couldn't get what he wanted.

The girl approaches the door of her apartment, she was about to open it when she hears someone calling out to her.

"(Y/n)! Hey!"There was Yennifer, waving towards her. She notices the other figures behind her, her eyes lingering onto Tord for a bit longer. "Who may your friends be?"

"Oh, um. Well, this is Edd" (Y/n) points to the green hooded boy, then to Tom "That is Tom. And that is Tord, They moved in with me two days ago"

"Oh, really? Three guys in your small apartment, odd" Yennifer remarks "Anyways, two guys moved in a few doors op ahead. They are the ones I was talking about, they will be at your door over a few minutes"

"Right, thanks" (Y/n) unlocks her door and rushes through it. The others soon follow behind.The two shopping bags is placed upon the counter.

They find Matt sitting on the floor, looking out the window. He notices that they have returned and jumps back on his feet.

"You guys are back! What did you buy?" He walks over to the shopping bags, peeking inside them.

"Okay, guys. We have guests soon, and I don't want them seeing cat hybrids. Edd, keep your hat on. Matt" (Y/n) approaches the ginger, pulling his hood over his head "There you go"

"Tom-" the girl notices that he had transformed into his cat version, laying on the couch. "That can work too"

There was a knock at the door, making the girl tense up "They're here. Everyone, behave" She approaches the door and opens it.

Two guys stand there, about her age. One was wearing a yellow, he had brown hair and matching kind eyes. Next to him was a guy wearing a dust pink hoodie, a pair a big eyebrows on his head.

"You two must be the ones that Yennifer was talking. Nice to meet you, my name is (Y/n)" She grabs each of their hands, shaking it one after the other.

"The name's Paul, this is Patryck" The one with thick eyebrows introduces himself, before pointing to his friend(?).

(Y/n) steps aside, giving them to walk in "Come in, you can take a seat on the sofa" She watches them stroll in.

Patryck was first to sit down, he extends her hand to pet Tom. The mentioned cat lets out a soft growl.

"It's the best if you leave him alone, he's not very friendly" (Y/n) warns. Making the brunette retrieve his hand, before he could touch the irritated cat.

Once Tord sees Paul's face, something snaps in him. He launches at him, tackling him to the ground. Wrapping his hands around the man's neck, squeezing it tight.

"Tord!" His friends yells, rushing over to him. Edd and Matt grabs his arms, pulling him off Paul.

Paul sits up, brushing his hand against his sore throat. (Y/n) holds out her hand, for him to grab "I am so sorry, are you alright?" He grabs it, pulling himself back on his feet.

"I had worse...god, that doet pijn"

"What's wrong with you, Tord. You can't attack people like" Edd scolds, Him and Matt holding him back from trying to jump Paul again.

"Let go of me, he's the whole reason I'm like this!" Tord exclaims in anger, struggling against his friends' grip.

"What!?"

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Funfact: In his cat form, Edd has thumbs.

[amberlide]

A Halloween party... and after

Finally! here we are :) 10k of work, 7 of which... smut XD So, minors stay away, only +18 here :( Garreth Weasley x Penelope (my OC), aged up of course. I put several kinks and it's... intense, so please read the notes and enjoy :) (Sorry for any typos or grammar errors :/)

AO3 link. (if you feel like supporting my work with a kudo <3) 1 - To my smut lovers, since this work is way too long, if you want to skip the beginning please search for: Fat Lady and start to read from there. 2 - If you like a bit of scenery, a Halloween party, a bit of Garreth teasing, foreplay, foreshadowing and a plot with your smut start form the beginning :) 3 - There are three of my favourite kinks here. If you find them: 5 points to your house! 10 points if you can recommend a good smut with one of those in :)

Dear reader,  I can assure you that no ginger boy had been harmed during the planning, plotting, writing and editing of this work, in fact he quite enjoyed it, as for Garreth… see for yourself, I can’t promise he won’t seek revenge. Mischievously yours, Amber 

Garreth wove through the crowd of masked boys and girls, their costumes ranging from spooky vampires, werewolves, and undead, to more sober and playful trolls, ghosts, and mummies. The scents of pumpkin pies and candied apples mingled with the musty humidity of the dungeons, as he reached the tables lining the far end of the room, all the while maintaining a watchful eye on the entrance across the space.

Taking a moment, he admired the festive decorations that transformed the usually damp dungeon, known for ghostly Deathday celebrations and clandestine Slytherin parties, into a magical scene. Candles floated in the air, casting a warm glow over the assembled students and illuminating the intricately carved pumpkins interspersed among them. 

These same pumpkins, large and small, were also strategically placed in the room's corners, their orange light creating a suggestive ambiance, with the smaller ones serving as charming centerpieces on the tables.

Every so often, a group of paper bats fluttered gracefully over the revelers, their delicate wings rustling softly in the air. They were joined by gleaming ghosts whose translucent forms shimmered under the soft lights, bringing an otherworldly thrill to the scene.

Adjusting the high collar of his cloak, Garreth raised his head above the joyous chatter of the students. At the far end of the room, some ghosts had turned themselves invisible, leaving only their translucent instruments - violins, flutes, harps, and a piano - floating in mid-air. The melodies they played echoed throughout the space, adding a hauntingly festive atmosphere to the celebration.

The party was in full swing, and the basement was quickly filling up with seventh-year students and their plus one. Thankfully, the guest list was limited to their year group, otherwise it would have been impossible to fit everyone in. 

Starting to feel impatient, Garreth reached into the silk-lined pocket of his cloak and pulled out the pocket watch Leander had lent him, checking the time. He couldn't figure out why his friend had insisted on going alone to pick up Penelope from the Hufflepuff common room while simultaneously refusing to let him go with him. 

What Lee could possibly have to do with Pen?

Not that putting on his costume was going to take so much time, after all, he knew very well how much he had complained about getting one, so his efforts in that sense were close to zero. He looked around again, but there were no signs of his friend or his girlfriend. They both had been really secretive about their costumes, and he started to feel utterly annoyed by their secrets. 

Were they planning to ruin another Halloween party? Last time it didn’t end up well.

Since waiting was the only option, he decided to spend his time in a more wise manner. He gazed lazily at the sweets and drinks laid out on the table behind him and decided to pour himself a glass of Butterbeer, carefully avoiding the pumpkin juice and the bouquet of Fanged geraniums in the centerpiece. 

He admired the flowers white petals splashed with dark red spots that resembled droplets of blood, immediately recognizing the variety. It had taken Penelope almost two years to breed them, and he knew all too well the effort she had put into growing them over the past month. She had wanted to ensure she had enough to decorate the entire dungeon, which meant that they hadn't spent much time together lately.

He sighed as he poured the Butterbeer from the jug, feeling a pang of longing. He missed her—the way her warm hazelnut eyes sparkled under the greenish light of the greenhouse, magnified by her glasses; her silky hair that sometimes escaped from her bun to frame her face; her small hands, which, despite being protected by dragon-hide gloves, always seemed to have a little dirt on them; and her lips, glossy and inviting, that curved into the most beautiful smile.

He bit his lower lip, his mind lurching forward into the inviting sight of pale warm skin, rosy nipples hardening between his eager licks and quivering thighs… He swallowed hard, realizing he had closed his eyes, completely absorbed in the heated moment, feeling a familiar twitch, he checked his trousers sliding the rim of his cloak over the front to avoid unwanted embarrassment.

Godric’s heart, it was already ten days that they didn’t have a proper… alone time, and despite his resolve to give Penelope her space while she was so caught up in the festive preparations, he found himself growing weary of satisfying his desire for her company solely through his own memories and fantasies. 

He looked down on his right hand, well, not only with memories and fantasies, but lucky for him Halloween lasted only one day.

In an attempt to distract himself once again, Garreth made to take a sip of his beverage, but his fake teeth prevented him from reaching the rim of the chalice with his lips. Slightly irritated, he took them out. Why had he thought a vampire costume was a great idea? 

When he finally managed to drink, he savored the beverage's full body, letting its warmth spread, banishing the slight chill that had settled in his bones from the damp dungeon air and the floating ghosts.

It was no surprise that Butterbeer was still so popular after so much time; it was indeed delicious, even with the splash of cinnamon. 

Would he ever be able to replicate that spicy flavor in his own brew? 

Maybe if he added some nutmeg or...

A shifting from the crowd pulled him from his thoughts. Looking up, he noticed a new group of students had just arrived. Among them was Leander, donning a high wizard's hat and a bulky suit stuffed with what appeared to be straw.

A scarecrow?

Garreth chuckled to himself. And here he thought his own vampire costume was lame. It seemed Leander had outdone him in that department.

He stretched his neck, hoping to finally find Penelope, but alas, no luck.

The group Leander was with was formed by girls wrapped in black cloaks, their long white-gold hair gleaming under the torches. He couldn't recognize any of them, as they were making their way to the center of the room, but he immediately joined his friend, who was talking to one of the girls, smiling and obviously trying to be charming, passing his hand in his hair, bringing it back. 

"What a peacock," Garreth thought as he approached them, trying to catch Leander's attention and wondering who his date was. 

The girl was shorter than him, petite, "Penny’s size," he thought, with long golden hair that glistered in the candlelight. From the way she moved her shoulders, she was laughing at something Leander had said. When he finally reached them and greeted his friend, the girl turned slightly and smiled politely at him.

Garreth smiled back, but despite his appreciation for the admired look he received from her, he couldn't fully enjoy it. Her face, covered in makeup and enhanced by a pair of stunning blue eyes, was undeniably beautiful. Yet, as he stood there, he felt a pang of guilt; he should have been admiring Penelope, his girlfriend, not this girl. This made him feel quite embarrassed, and he looked around once more, hoping to find her, while Leander was disappearing in the crowd.

Alone once again, a bit annoyed by his friend's lack of consideration, Garreth stood there with his chalice in hand, savoring his Butterbeer. He was about to make his way around the room one last time, when the lights dimmed and he heard someone calling out for space to be cleared at the center of the ballroom. At the same time a group of ghosts made their way down from the ceiling. Garreth recognized Nearly-Headless Nick and the Grey Lady among them, along with several others that usually wandered the castle.

As the gentle music started, the ghosts began to dance in couples, following the rhythm of the instruments in a waltz, while the students all looked up in awe. When the dancing performance was over, a series of duels broke out between several ghosts, keeping the attention focused on the center of the room, now free from the crowd. Garreth didn't realize that the group of girls from before had made their way among the dueling ghosts, who promptly disappeared into the ceiling.

An admired "ohhh" echoed from the revelers as the music shifted from a classical melody to a lively, rhythmic beat. Intrigued, Garreth turned his attention to the source of the excitement.

The group of girls, five in total, had positioned themselves in the center of the ballroom. Discarding their cloaks, they revealed stunning dresses of silvery impalpable fabric that draped over their bodies gently enhancing their features and their full lavish forms, shimmering in the candlelight. Their pale skin took on a luminescent, moon-like quality under the flickering lights from the carved pumpkins.

They were undoubtedly dressed as Veela, the Bulgarian magical beings known for their stunning beauty that enchants men, and their monstrous appearance when angered.

With the music as their guide, the girls began to dance, their movements slow and entrancing, fully aware of the spell they were casting over their audience. Garreth's eyes widened in appreciation of the spectacle. 

There she was again, the smiling girl with the long blonde hair and blue eyes. Smaller than the others, her movements were no less captivating. Her arms floated in the air, hips swaying to the beat, perfectly in sync with the choreography and the rhythm of the music.

Despite his willingness to do so, he couldn’t manage to avert his gaze, her smile was both soft and alluring, as she lost herself in the rhythm of the dance. When a couple of the others stopped in the center of the circle and started to sing, she simply continued her performance, jumping lightly in her flat silvery shoes, like a gazelle.

He followed the girl, noticing how her light dress was hugging her, and the more he looked, the more he noticed that under the pale light casted by one of the ghost nearby, he could almost see through it. Blushing, realizing how his fantasies were turning wild again, he spun around, just in time to find himself next to Natsai.

"Aren’t they beautiful?" she murmured, her dark skin radiating a greenish tone in what looked like an undead spouse costume. "It took so long to make the choreography, I’m happy it finally worked out, and Sacharissa has outdone herself with the makeup."

Garreth looked at his friend then back at the girls who were wrapping up the show. It took a bit for him not to lose himself again in the performance.

"Yes… they are. Have you seen Penelope?" he asked, starting to look around, his voice barely audible above the applause that erupted as the dance ended.

"What do you mean? She’s right there," Garreth followed Natty’s gloved hand and he turn around, almost hurting his neck in the process, scanning the crowd. But the only thing he could see were the Veela girls putting their cloaks back on and a group of students, mostly boys, moving towards them.

He felt Natsai leaning next to him with an incredulous scoff. "Honestly, Garreth? You can’t even recognize your own girlfriend when she’s actually dressed as a sexy creature? I’m not surprised it took you a year to find out she wasn’t a boy. I rather wonder how it took you so little time."

Garreth pouted and crossed his arms. He wasn't keen on admitting that if it had been up to him, he would have never discovered Penton's real identity. So, he stretched his neck eager to find his Penny. 

Now that the lights were a bit brighter, he could finally discern the features of the girls. 

Under their costumes, he recognized Adelaide Oakes, Nerida Roberts, Cressida Blume, and Samantha Dale. His heart sank when he realized the small smiling girl was indeed Penelope. 

Of course, he didn't recognize her – with the long, white-blond hair, the pale silver skin, and the blue eyes! He wasn't used to seeing her without glasses unless they were rolling naked in some bed, but the smile… that was undeniably hers – the same smile that had first drawn him to her making him question his own sexual preferences in the process.

At the thought that he was actually admiring his own girlfriend and not some other girl he relaxed, but only for a bit as Penelope raised her head and lock eyes with him, her gaze was serious and determined, with a spark of resolve he had never seen before.

He shivered in anticipation as she lifted her chin and tilted her head, her eyes scanning his figure with barely concealed admiration for his costume. Once she was sure she had his full attention, she began to dance.

Her movements were slow, languid, almost like a stretch. Her body swayed gently, rising and falling in rhythm, like ocean waves caressing the shore. The contrast with the upbeat tempo of the music could have been comical, but it was far from it. She danced with a captivating enticement and sensuality that left him breathless.

He had never imagined, not in his wildest dreams that a simple dance could turn him on so abruptly, surely Penelope’d never need Amortentia to bewitch him.

As he took a step forward, she mirrored him by taking a small step back, clearly indicating she didn't want him to join her. However, joining her was the only thing on his mind, he desperately wanted to slide behind her and slowly start to grind himself in her soft, small ass while grabbing her by her hips.

Garreth felt his heart skip a beat while he kept his gaze fixed on Penelope, trying to weave through the passing students so as not to lose sight of her in the dancing crowd. He was acutely aware of the others around him, knew that there were other eyes watching her in that moment, namely a couple of lascivious mummies. 

And despite the pang of jealousy that twisted in his gut, he knew that she was there for him, and him alone. Her piercing blue eyes were making sure of that.

He saw Penelope raising her arms, ruffling her hair, swinging and rocking her hips in sinuous and graceful movements like a crawling snake, rising his lust with each languid move. After all, half of her family were Slytherins, and he really didn't mind being her prey.

She half-closed her eyes, her long hair cascading over her soft neck and shoulders in a golden waterfall, her gaze cloudy with a desire that matched his. He cold already feel the warmth of her naked body rising and falling, matching the thrust of his hips as he buried himself into her. 

Trembling in the heat of his fantasies, he felt a drop of sweat roll down his forehead. He tried to ease the grip of his white collar shirt as it chafed against his skin, his eyes glued to her forms.

Then, slowly, she ran her hands over her body, subtly sliding the cloak to reveal a glimpse of her figure. Her fingers glided from her hips to her breasts almost offering them to him. In doing so the dress clung to her body in such a way that it left little to the imagination, almost transparent in the dim light of the room.

He swallowed hard realizing that it wasn’t in fact a dress, but more a nightgown most likely enchanted so not to show what was under it. 

What had this creature done to his sweet and shy girlfriend who never craved the spotlight?

Fuck, it was difficult not to hardened under that temptation, and he thought he couldn’t bare that show anymore as he painfully tried to hide his erection, until he saw her licking her lips, making them glossy and redder. Gently biting them, she push her hands down on her legs and swaying slowly, oh so slowly, raised her gown a bit, almost absentmindedly, until the rim reached half way up her thighs revealing soft white skin trailed with goosebumps.

Clenching his fists, Garreth took a step forward, his breath ragged, his mind foggy, not able anymore to contain the pulsing throb in his trousers. The music filled his ears like a buzz, and the chatter of the students seemed far away, distant. He was lost, completely attuned to the rhythm of the ethereal creature before him. Her body rising and falling again in alluring tides… 

A group of students passed in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone. He snapped, turning suddenly around, his senses fully alert, his eyes wide as he wondered where she had disappeared to.

After a few seconds of frantic searching, he found her next to the entrance gate, her back against the stone wall of the archway, her body hidden beneath her cloak, its hood over her head. But as soon as she met his gaze, she slightly opened it, lazily giving him a glimpse of what awaited him, a half-smile playing on her lips as she lifted a knee making the nightgown slide over her bare leg. 

His pulse quickened.

He tried to reach her, but as soon as he stepped forward, she turned and pushed away an overzealous werewolf who was trying to approach her. Then she gracefully disappeared beyond the gate into the dark corridor leading to the dungeons. 

Garreth followed suit, not realizing in his desperate pursuit that he had accidentally passed through a ghost. As the chilling sensation washed over him, he recognized Nearly Headless Nick pouting over the performance that Richard Jackdaw was giving to some students, as he played with his detached head.

He shivered and pushing aside the cold, which actually helped a bit with the bulging problem in his pants, he run in the corridor, fearing he had lost his Veela.

Luckily, that was not the case, as he saw a blonde glimpse peeking around the corner of the corridor in the distance. As he started to run towards her, he heard her giggle, and her light footsteps echoed in the empty dungeons as her cloak fluttered behind her like a silvery shadow while the music was fading in the distance. They passed the entrance to the Slytherin common room, hidden beneath the stone wall, and he traced her giggles up the stairs until they reached the foot of the Grand Staircase.

Where was she leading him?

Eager to find out, he started to climb the majestic marble staircase, sensing the girl's presence in front of him as the stairs formed under her feet with a low rumble. He kept climbing, first floor, second floor, his breath starting to fall short as he sensed a stinging pain in his side. He stopped at the landing and, as he leaned against the giant stone column at the center, grasping for air, he eyed the stacked carved pumpkins grinning in their warm candle glow, as if making fun of him.

He had never been the sporty type, but in his defense, his breath had already been taken away before he started climbing those bloody stairs.

"Better catch her before someone else does."

Startled, Garreth looked around as he sensed someone watching him. He met the amused gaze of a young lady in a painting who was embroidering a cushion, placidly sitting on a sofa. Next to her, a stern-looking man shook his head in disapproval.

Not understanding the mood of the man, Garreth followed the playful gaze of the woman, as he did so, his eyes widened as they landed on the small, delicate piece of clothing that lay a few steps ahead. His cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and confusion, and he quickly glanced around to see if anyone else had noticed. 

Apart from the paintings, nobody was around and he swiftly grabbed the laced cloth feeling its warmth and a bit of dampness under his fingers as he slid it into his pocket. 

What in Godric’s sacred sword was Penelope doing?

She had never behaved so provocatively, but despite being together for almost two years, it was quite refreshing to know that she still had so many different aspects to her personality. He found himself eager to add another piece to the intricate puzzle that was her character.

With newfound purpose he started climbing again, but as he did so, he couldn’t stop thinking about her underwear in his pocket and as he reached for it, he brushed his thumb over the soft fabric feeling its moist. He retracted his hand, and as he passed his fingers over his nose he inhaled her musky scent still lingering on them.

Fuck. A warm shiver ran through his spine. He was already savoring the moment, the stinging pain in his side long forgotten as his blood was rushing in a more familiar place.

He heard her stifle a laugh, and as he raised his head, he saw her leaning against the balustrade above him, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. He pushed a tuft of hair from his face, took a deep breath, and pressed forward.

It was maddening to realize that she was there for him and yet he couldn’t reach her, especially now that he knew for a fact that Penelope’s body was just as eagerly hungry as his after the forced chastity of the past few days. 

Finally, he reached the third floor. As he stepped onto the landing, the stairs retracted, leaving him alone in the darkness. The only light came from the high windows and the few pumpkins, dimly illuminating the passageway ahead that connected the Grand Staircase to the corridor leading to the Gryffindor tower. There was no sign of Penelope.

He cautiously moved forward, unsure whether to illuminate his wand. Still pondering, as he passed the One-Eyed Witch statue nestled in the alcove to his right, he heard a familiar giggle. Turning immediately, he attempted to suppress the slow smile that played across his lips, noticing the shadow behind the hump of the witch, the very place where they shared their first adventure.

It didn’t help Penelope in her hiding, as the base of the statue was adorned with small carved pumpkins, the dying candles still flickering inside their hollow shell.

Without hesitation, Garreth slipped into the back of the alcove. As he sensed the girl pull back on the other side, he quickly grabbed her cloak with one hand, while with the other, he reached for her hip, drawing her toward him, eager for the warmth of her body in that disheveled attire.

She had to be quite cold.

He quickly closed the space between them, pushing her against the statue with a small surprised whimper. "What have you done with my Penelope?" he demanded, surprised by his own low and rough tone. He moved a knee between her legs, sensing her shiver slightly in her nightgown.

"I don’t know, you should ask Sacharissa. She insisted on the whole Veela thing," she whispered, her breath tickling his ear. He scoffed, drinking in the scent of the cream she had applied to her skin.

"You don’t like it?" she teased, her blue eyes reflecting in the light of the pumpkins at her feet.

"I love it, believe me, but in this moment I’d prefer you without your nightgown," his mind already savoring the moist and exposed secret between her legs. As he sensed her body arching towards his own under her cloak, he moved his mouth over her neck, her small and soft breasts an inviting promise he couldn’t refuse. But before he could reach them, Penelope pressed herself against his chest, her hand sliding under his own cloak until she reached his crotch. He bit his lip as her fingers brushed eagerly over his pulsing length, feeling him and finally insisting on his already swollen tip, and as she squeezed lightly, a soft moan escaped his throat.

She giggled.

"You know, the dress, the hair, the eyes, it’s just a charm, it'll wear off soon. Why don’t we take advantage of it until it lasts?" 

"What do you mean?" Garreth was starting to loose his focus under her pressing touch and he had to hold himself against the statue with both hands as he couldn’t resist longer, his muscles already tensing. He tried to distract himself with the cold feeling of the stone under his sweaty palms. 

"The party is still in full swing, nobody is in your dorm, aren’t you curious to know what this mischievous little Veela has in store for her ginger vampire boy?" 

As she spoke, her voice soft yet gently mocking, she moved her other hand to his face, brushing away the tuft of hair from his forehead and wrapping the long lock around her finger, giving it a light tug.

"You know, I read that last page of your diary…"

At the thought, Garreth swallowed, but he didn’t have time to process the thought as Penelope's lips crashed into his, biting them and giving him a taste of what was to come. When she pulled away, he took in a ragged breath.

"Did you read… all of it?" His mind filled with the most filthy desires of his list.

"Of course, I hope you have a good safe word. You might need it."

With those words and a quick wink, she slid from under him and, laughing mischievously, started running down the corridor toward the stairs leading to the Gryffindor common room. Her footsteps echoed in the distance as her hair was turning from white-blond to a silvery shade.

The door of the seventh year dorm swung open as Penelope made her way in, immediately followed by Garreth. Luckily for them, it didn’t take much effort to convince the Fat Lady that she was indeed a Gryffindor, after all in her costume Penelope could be anyone, and the lady was already quite drunk form her own party with Friar Aldric.

The moment they stepped into the circular room, Garreth sensed a shift in Penelope's mood. Intrigued, he observed her intently, eager to uncover what she had planned, but first he wanted to give her something. He bent over her, sliding under her cloak, grabbing her hips and started kissing her. 

His lips burned against hers as he brushed them with his tongue, making his way inside her warm mouth. He smiled, feeling a familiar taste; Chocolate Frog. She would never grow weary of them, and he sensed the pumpkin spice hint of the Halloween edition.

The kiss deepened as his hungry hands slid from her shoulders down to her hips reaching the hem of her nightgown, but as soon as he tried to lift it, Penelope pushed him away. 

"What do you think you are doing?" she asked, her blue eyes flashing with anger as she gave him a serious look. She stepped forward, making him fall back.

"Well, we are alone, there is an empty dorm, you’re already half undressed," he mocked her reaching for her underwear and casually making it peek out from his pocket.

But Penelope ignored him, and with another step, she forced him to retreat until his back was against one of the poles of his four-poster bed. When she grabbed his face with one hand,  squeezing his cheeks, Garreth felt the full weight of her hungry, luscious gaze. 

"Listen carefully, ginger boy. You don’t want to make this Veela angry. You know I bite." With those words she stood on tiptoe, forcing herself on him, she reached for his lips and bit them again, this time with little more force just to make a point.

"Arms up," she commanded once she broke the kiss, and Garreth immediately complied, half caught up in her play and half worried about what might happen if he didn’t execute her orders.

Curiosity piqued, he followed her with his gaze as she reached for a tie forgotten on a nightstand. "That’s not mine," he chuckled as she began wringing it in her hands, wrapping the silky cloth around her fingers.

She didn’t reply, merely shrugged lightly, ignoring his words once again. She pushed herself onto the bed, and, precariously standing on the soft mattress, with her feet sinking in, she started tying his hands, tightening the tie around his wrists.

"Do you think this is enough?" Despite the firm grip of the knot on his wrists, he continued to tease her, picking up on her nervousness. But to his surprise, Penelope drew her wand from a pocket in her cloak, gently pressing its tip against his temple. All the while, he gazed intently into her icy blue eyes, so unfamiliar and yet more enigmatic than usual.

Garreth shivered in anticipation, what did she have in mind?

Her warm breath lingered on his ear as she softly murmured: "Obscuro visio"

Instantly, a thick veil of darkness clouded his vision, leaving him blind. His eyes widened in a mix of surprise and panic as he grappled with the sudden loss of sight, the world around him now completely obscured. He gasped, as if the darkness had stolen not just his sight, but the very air from his lungs.

"Damn Pen."

"Careful, ginger boy," Penelope's voice was soft and enticing, yet it carried an undercurrent of danger that made him slightly uneasy. Yet, he trusted her fully, knowing that uttering just one word would bring the whole scenario to an immediate halt.

He felt her jump off the bed with a soft thump, her feet landing on the carpet. As he waited for her next move, his senses heightened. He could hear the rustle of her gown as she paced back and forth. Something was dragged across the stone floor—perhaps a trunk? Then, something was poured—water, he hoped. Apart from his few potions, there wasn't much else that could be poured.

The waiting was agonizing, but finally, he sensed her draw near. Her small, cold hands began to traverse his chest, and he imagined she must have shivered slightly in her scant attire.

"Shall we get rid of this?" she asked with a hint of amusement, he could almost feel the smile parting her lips as she tilted her head. 

"As you wish, my dear," he muttered, trying to play his part. He thought she would start by removing his cloak, but instead, she began unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers working swiftly to loosen the fabric's grip on his chest, exposing his skin. Her hands slid across his chest, parting the shirt. He tensed his muscles, aware of how much she enjoyed feeling them firm and toned under her palms.

While he wasn't particularly athletic, he had a strong build, broad shoulders, and large hands—all features he knew would turn his girlfriend on, together with the freckles that adorned every part of his body.

His train of thought was completely derailed when Penelope began leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses along his chest. She pressed her lips gently against the sensitive skin of his hips, grazed with her teeth, and then worked her way up to his nipples. She sucked lightly on one of them. 

A chuckle escaped from him as the tingling sensation tickled his senses, but he tried his best to maintain a serious demeanor. 

And he would have done it if her whole body wasn’t completely pushed against his, he could feel the softness of her breasts still wrapped in her laced corset, her thighs against his own, his bulging shaft pressed against her stomach hardened at the touch. As she gently rubbed herself against him, sensing his awakening, her hair shifted on her side tingling his skin even more, but Garreth was focused on a totally different spot. He arched his body against hers desperately trying to keep the contact between them, easing his growing hunger. 

Sensing his intentions, she quickly pulled away, scoffing teasingly.

Her fingers traced the muscles between his ribs, pressing against the spot where his heart was rhythmically beating. He could feel her fingernails lightly scratching his skin, almost as if she was pondering her next move. 

It didn’t take him long to find out as she fumbled with his belt and soon after with his trousers’ buttons, swiftly he removed his shoes as his pants slid down his legs. He waited with bathed breath as also his underwear met the same fate, meeting the floor. 

He felt his dick spring upwards, finally free from the uncomfortable compression, and almost immediately Penelope’s hands were on it. He bit the inside of his cheek at the slight pressure of her fingers, as she uncover the skin on his tip, he could feel it already wet from his pre-cum.

She stroke it lightly and then Garreth held his breath as something more wet and more soft started to wrap around his length. Her tongue brushed in long strokes engulfing his sensitive tip, he whimpered but as he did so she stopped.

"What, you don't like it?" she teased. "No, it's not that," he responded, his words a bit slurred as his mind became increasingly foggy, since her hands kept working where her mouth had left. 

"Then what? Tell me, ginger boy," her voice was smooth, gentle, yet Garreth felt a bit uncomfortable. He imagined her looking up with those piercing blue eyes, trying to read his expression. Her warm breath dancing on his stomach making his hair stand still while she was pumping with increasing pressure.

He didn’t make it. Not that he didn’t want to, but his voice died in his throat as she took him in once again, this time swirling her tongue around his swollen tip more firmly and finally pushing it in the small hole at the top. 

He groaned arching his back and hitting his head against the pole behind him, again she stopped.

If only he could have his hands free, he would have taken a handful of those silvery hair and make her choke while pushing himself in her.

The thought almost scared him, but Penelope, oblivious of his thoughts, resumed her activity.

"Keep it quiet," she warned him as she slid his cock in her mouth once again.

This time she worked him without stopping, pushing him deep in her throat, following her own rhythm as she firmly grabbed his thighs digging her nails in his skin. 

Garreth took a deep breath and closed his eyes to focus even more, the familiar feeling growing inside him as Penelope kept sucking him merciless. He was already anticipating his release, his  balls firmer, his toes curling, his muscled tensing and quivering under her firm grip, he arched his body to push himself deeper and deeper in her welcoming wet mouth.

He didn’t want to come so soon, but she was ruthless.

He started to thrust himself in her, trying to let her understand that he liked it faster, but soon her hand reached his balls, he felt her grazing at them as if appreciating their weight, then move to his stomach pushing him towards the pole.

He kept going, he was already closed, he didn’t care anymore, in an instant her hands shifted from his stomach to the bristle at the base of his shaft. She tugged lightly, and he cussed under his breath. She knew.

She knew he was going to come, and she knew it too well how to stop him.

He tried to keep his pace, but soon she took a handful of his hair and pulled more fiercely releasing him and leaving with a stinging pain in his groin. 

"Damn," he murmured with labored breath as his wet, longing dick dangled in the brisk air.

"Oh, I’m sorry ginger boy, did that hurt?" the mocking tone didn’t make it any better, and Garreth inhaled sharply trying not to pout. 

"Let me relieve a bit of pain," he heard her shifting, then whispering unintelligible words, followed by the sound of something solid clinking together.

The stinging pain was soon subsided with something wet, slippery and cold. Ice cubes.

He shivered helplessly as she moved the cube over the swollen base of his dick then up on his shaft rotating it slightly as to cover all his length.

Fuck, why was she torturing him like that?

She didn’t stop not even when he tried to distance himself from her freezing touch, she continued until she reached the tip, gliding the melting cube on his exposed skin.

"Pen, please," he pleaded. She immediately retracted her hand, "Do you want to tell me something ginger boy?" 

Despite the mocking tone she had a more serious undertone and Garreth smiled to himself recognizing her worries.

Even in the heat of the moment she had stopped, without losing her focus on the scene, only to give him the opportunity to speak his safe word.

"You better be careful when you release me, as I will fuck you senseless," he answered with what he hoped was a low menacing tone.

She suddenly shifted and he felt her stepping on the bed next to him, in a second her hand were grappling his hair pushing his face upward slightly pulling him.

"You talk too much, ginger boy," she chided before forcing the half-melted ice cube into his mouth. Instantly, he felt the intense cold on his tongue, mingling with his own salty taste and the underlying hint of ginger from what he recognized as the contraceptive potion that he had taken for three days now, in anticipation of that night.

Her cold and wet hands fumbled with the knot of the tie. 

"Kneel down," she ordered. He complied, sliding his hands down the pole until his knees met the carpet. The knot tightened again, he heard a rustle, then felt the fabric of her gown brush against his shoulders as he sensed her bare foot next to his thighs.

She was really close, so close he could feel…

He blushed, as her hands reached the tuft of hair on his forehead gripping it again and tilting his head upwards. Recognizing her scent, he inhaled deeply. The familiar, musky, and warm perfume filled his nostrils, the same that lingered on her underwear.

He would never, never grow weary of it.

Eager to savor her taste in his mouth, feeling the tickling sensation of a tuft of hair brushing his nose, he swallowed what was left of the ice cube. Then he parted his lips, making his tongue flick in the air, but as soon as he did that she retracted with a giggle.

"Oh, really? Not so fast…" she mused, "Please Pen…" he pleaded feeling his dick hardening again between his legs at the thought of eating that little pretty and wet pussy.

She didn’t care to answer. 

Instead a slow, squelching sound reached him and he started to struggle against his restraint, his eyes wide trying to understand if she was really going to satisfy herself there without involving him.

But soon he felt two slick fingers pressed against his upper lip moving slowly down, her scent stronger than ever and her silvery hair brushing his neck as she leant toward him. 

"I’m curious to know if this pretty vampire is able to lick as much as he can suck," she whispered, her warm breath caressing his ear as she gave a lazy soft bite on his earlobe as if to prove a point. 

"Try me," he thought as he opened his mouth taking her fingers in and sucking them gently. 

He heard her moaning as his tongue wrapped around them, letting her have a taste of what he could do to her hungry clit.

Trembling slightly in anticipation she shifted again, this time she didn’t just let him feel, but rather pushed herself, all of her, onto him.

And Garreth gave an enthusiastic answer to her silent question.

Taking a deep breath, he buried his nose in her cunt, feisty brushing it against her clit. Feeling how wet it already was he licked his lips ready to take action. 

Her scent was intoxicating: a mix of musky and salty notes with an undertone of Marseille soap. Without thinking twice he opened his mouth and gave a lazy lick to the whole length stopping just before reaching her pulsing nub.

He felt her quivering lightly, but no sound escaped her.

He moved forward, biting gently into her bigger lips, savoring her taste, salty indeed but also slightly tangy most likely from the soap. He continued shifting to her smaller lips brushing up and down, the warmth coming from her folds became more and more unbearable with each stroke. 

She was more than wet, she was drenched already and he hadn’t even started!

He kept moving his tongue upward finally reaching her clit, his mouth and chin completely engulfed in her. He played with the tip of his tongue with the little hood covering that nub: the secret to fully disclose her pleasure. 

He heard her whimper in surprise, but nothing more, so he pressed on, feeling a drop of her sliding down his chin. He started making circles around her clit, moving his lips to make full contact with her heated skin. He felt it tightened and he imagined it swollen, changing to a new shade of pink.

He moved faster making the circles smaller concentrating on her tip. Damn, he really, really wanted to free himself from that bloody tie and push a couple of fingers inside that pussy, arching them and brushing against her walls, pressing and rubbing where he knew she couldn’t resist.

Or, grabbing her round, soft ass, parting it and brushing the sensitive skin between the two quivering holes, she always went crazy for that little trick, but alas, he was tied and he had to do with what he had on hand.

So he glided down and as he pushed his nose against her clit, he forced his tongue in her wet and hungry opening. As he did so, she hardened the grip on his hair, grinding herself in him and starting to move together with him, his face completely covered in her slick juices. He felt her trembling and as his head hit the pole behind him, he realized she had to held herself against it to not tumble down in pleasure.

Sensing her completely lost into the growing feelings coming from between her legs, Garreth tried to help her, rubbing his nose with more insistence while brushing his tongue on her lips passing it down on the sensitive skin under. He was almost out of breath, his hair a complete mess since she was tugging at it with more force the more he pushed.

She moaned, she whimpered, her breath was heavy, her thighs quivering as she arched her back offering herself more as the waves began to mount inside her. 

The squishing sounds were filling his hears.

As her orgasm started to build up, Garreth could feel a new taste invading his mouth, a sweeter one, and he knew she couldn’t resist any longer. She was close, so close she was almost on the verge of pleading him to continue.

And he did so, eagerly, anxious to end her personal torture. He quickly moved up sliding against her folds and with a last, fast move, brought his mouth on her clit once again and started sucking.

"Come Pen," he thought imagining her on the top of the abyss ready to dive in, "Come sweetie."

He pictured her in that moment: her air a tangled mess, her nipples hard against her bra, her face buried in her arm as she was barely holding herself together against the pole of the four-poster bed.

He felt her gown sliding down covering his face as she couldn’t hold it anymore in her trembling hands. 

And in the end he made it, he made her come on the tip of his tongue.

He could swear he almost felt her walls clenching, as she deeply moaned and sighed and panted, but he knew it was just a trick of his mind. 

As she pushed herself away from him, too sensitive to continue, Garreth took a deep breath, gasping for air, his face dripping from his own saliva and her juices. 

He heard her tumble on the ground next to him, but instead of rejoicing at the sound, he widened his eyes in fear.

"Pen, Penny are you okay?" the high pitch in his tone gave away his worries as he blindingly moved his head trying to understand what was happening to her.

She didn’t answer, but as soon as he was starting to plead for one, he felt something pressing on his legs. Penelope sit on his lap, straddling him and silently caressed his forehead; in a long gentle stroke, she moved from his temple to his cheek brushing away locks of disheveled ginger hair.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he felt her drawing nearer, her face merely centimeters aways from his heated skin, her breath tingling, she kissed him following the path of her cold fingers until she reached his lips.

The kissed was gentle, soft and despite the juices and her taste still lingering on his mouth, Garreth knew she didn’t care, she just wanted to silently thank him for the pleasure he had given her without breaking the mood of the scene. 

He smiled and eagerly engaged in the kiss. But as soon as his tongue met hers, mingling with it, she pulled away and pushed another ice cube into his mouth.

"Fuck," he gagged, shivering at the cold sensation, his torture was not finished yet.

"Sit," she commanded, her tone rough and hoarse unable to dissimulate the overwhelming feelings she had just experienced.

As he tried to follow her orders, he realized his legs were numb from the uncomfortable position, so it took few second for him to adjust. When he finally had his ass on the carpet and his leg stretched out, he noticed that something was changing.

Garreth raised his head sensing the blinding charm fading away, sparks of light starting to penetrate the dark fog engulfing his eyes, but it wasn’t over yet.

His thoughts were abruptly stopped by a gentle tug, and as he lower his head he realized Penelope was trying to open his legs as she placed herself between them. He complied to her silent request, anticipating her next move. 

What was coming next?

As he parted his thighs, making space for her, her hands travelled once again on his skin, reaching his throbbing dick. As she took him in her mouth licking eagerly, the fog in his eyes dissipated completely and as the dim lit room came into view, Garreth meet the gaze of his hungry and lascivious girlfriend crouched in front of him.

He blinked, then smiled, noticing between wet noises and increasing pressure, how her eyes were changing from piercing blue to a more dark familiar tone, also her hair was turning slightly brownish on the tips.

"Do you like the view?" she whispered before resuming her activity. Still adjusting in the dying light of a flickering lantern, Garreth’s eyes followed the curve of her back eager to discover if the spell on her nightgown was also disappearing.  

It was indeed difficult to say, as the fabric of the dress was almost impalpable.

But as he moved further along her body, he raised his gaze to meet his own reflection in the flat reflecting surface of the mirror placed in front of them. His eyes widened at the sight of his disheveled appearance. Apart from his hair, which was a lost cause anyway with curls dancing everywhere around his face, his eyes were still murky from the spell and shimmering lightly. The unsatisfied desire was still evident in his gaze and his lips were plump, swollen, and slightly bruised from all the bitey kisses she had given him.

But his surprise was short-lived as Penelope's hands moved down. As she raised her knees slightly off the ground, she grabbed the rim of her nightgown. Without hesitation, she pulled it up, revealing herself completely and unabashedly.

Garreth inhaled sharply as his eyes widened once more drinking in the view of her exposed soft ass reflecting in the mirror. He added another bruised as he bit fiercely on his lower lip trying not make any noise fearing she may stop or even worse, cover herself.

As Penelope felt his hungry gaze on her, she bend even more taking him deeper in her mouth and in doing so… parting her legs.

Again, Garreth thought he couldn’t last much longer as he swallowed hard, another half-melted ice cube that almost stung his throat. Not only her round, tender ass was in full view with her plump buttcheeks, but he could also discern the small inviting hole in between, and as she lowered a bit more, her wet, quivering folds came as well.

They were still dripping from all the juices and the work he had done on them, but he also noticed a shimmering thread connecting them, like a silky spiderweb. He shivered, both for the intoxicating view and the chill sensation around his dick as Penelope had put an ice cube in her mouth together with his shaft and was mocking him feeling hot and cold at the same time.

If he had lowered his gaze on her, he surely would have found a smug grin on her lips, but he couldn’t, he simply couldn’t avert his eyes from the mirror. 

He felt the pressure around his tip increasing, and as he started to focus more on the feelings between his legs, Penelope distracted him once again, lowering her arm and moving it between her open legs.

In the mirror, Garreth followed her small hand as it started caressing her ass, gently stroking a finger around the wrinkled skin around her small hole, then she retreated grazing at the rosy path between her thighs until she reached her pussy.

And there, deliberately slowly she proceed to open her folds with two fingers for his eyes to admire her in full. Garreth realized he was holding his breath, when he felt his lungs burning, he inhaled sharply again, his mind bouncing furiously from the view on the mirror and the warm enwrapping feeling around his shaft.

He was like hypnotized by how her hands were working on herself, caressing, stroking, grazing and finally pushing her fingers in. In a profusion of squishy sounds, he followed them as her fingertips disappeared in her opening.

Damn, he tug at the tie trying desperately to free his wrists. He didn’t want her to enjoy herself by herself, he didn’t want her to suck him like this. Instead, he wanted to turn her over, pushing her down on the carpet and make his way in that inviting opening, fucking her until she pleaded him to stop after yet another overwhelming orgasm. Or three of them.

"Pen, please…" he implored, averting his gaze from the mirror with an effort that felt almost inhuman. His voice was low, hoarse, filled with repressed desire that he couldn’t bear any longer.

She stopped. "What now?" she asked, her tone faking annoyance.

"Let me fuck you," he pleaded his voice desperate, needy.

She laughed shaking her head, first a soft chuckle that grew into a surprised, hearty laugh.

"Oh really? Do you think you’re in charge here?" she asked fixing her angry gaze on him, "You have guts ginger boy, try again," she pushed him against the pole, rising up and placing herself between his thighs, slowly crouching down.

Garreth exhaled anxiously and then tensed feeling the heat of her pussy lingering on his sensitive tip, prodding at her entrance as she slowly moved down letting him lost in the frenzy of the anticipation.

"Please," he begged staring in her eyes, "fuck me."

A smug grin parted her lips as that was exactly what she wanted to hear. 

"Are you sure?" she mocked him, "Do you really want it?" 

He nodded, unable to speak, trying to move his hips up in the vain attempt to meet her center.

To his utmost surprise, Penelope rose to her feet and turn abruptly just to crouch down again, this time to really sit on him.

Garreth waited as slowly, oh, so slowly she made space for him, parting her thighs and gently pushing herself on top of him, guiding his dick in her, she even raised her gown to show him what she was doing.

He took a deep breath, ready for the final plunge as he disappeared completely in her. He'd never stop being surprised by how her small body could change and shift to accommodate his full length. As the raising heat engulfed his dick, he fixed his gaze on the mirror admiring her face as she closed her eyes and bit her lips feeling herself being filled.

Long shadows were dancing on her enraptured features as she started to move on top of him, with deliberate languid movements, it almost felt the same as when she was dancing. Rising and falling in tides.

This time he was dancing with her.

He was going to close his eyes, lost in his own pleasure, when he saw her shifting and with a swift move she slid the sleeves of her nightgown down revealing the top of her corset.

He quickly resumed his intentions as it was definitely not the time to close his eyes.

He observed intently as she started to pull the strings in the front of the piece of clothing loosening it in the process.

She didn’t stop her gentle movements nor her momentum as she kept unfasten it, and soon her small breasts came into view. Garreth widened his eyes and swallowed again for the umpteenth time as he followed her hands, getting another ice cube from the chalice next to her feet.

She picked it up and as she threw her head back, she started to move it on the heated skin of her neck, leaving a wet trace of water and a wake of goosebumps. She trailed it down from her neck to her shoulders blades and in the groove between her breasts.

Fuck, just when he thought things couldn’t get any sexier, she moved the melting piece of ice around her breast’s areolar making the pinkish skin darker. Her nipples hardened as she kept passing the frozen little cube on them. First one than the other.

She moaned as if lost in deep pleasure.

He tugged again at the knot of the tie, digging his fingernails in his sweaty palms, trembling as he cursed under his breath. He wanted to touch them, it was his duty to take care of them, savoring her little nipples as they plumped between his lips.

Plus, he was only a spectator as he was observing all this from a mere reflection on a mirror.

The thought was more than annoying, was infuriating.

Why was she torturing him like that?

Didn’t she have enough already?

He didn’t have time to think of an answer, as Penelope started to play with her breasts, fumbling them and offering them to him with long languish looks, perfectly conscious that he could do nothing, helpless as he was. His restrains tighter than ever.

She kept moving up and down on his shaft, slowly and steady until she changed position again.

Garreth feared she didn’t want to continue, leaving him unsatisfied, but he knew best.

As Penelope turned to face him, kneeling down, she pushed herself on him again and as he raised his gaze to meet hers, her eyes this time told him a different story.

Her irises were back to the warm hazelnut tone he admired so much and her hair was almost completely brown, save for few silver strands intertwined in her long messy locks. As she lowered her legs and he made his way in her, he knew this time she wanted to finish what was stated more than one hour ago.

The clock was ticking and the party would be over soon.

A cold shiver run down his spine, at the thought of the possibility of their roommates barging in and finding them in that despicable situation.

Still he felt more aroused than ever at the prospect.

Penelope’s hands reached his shoulders under his cloak as she used them to steadied herself making her moves more decisive and forced. They locked eyes, their breath deepened, Garreth focussed his attention on the urging feelings between his thighs, becoming more and more prominent.

Her heat and wetness extreme as she plunged again and again moving her hips in a steady and rhythmical way, dancing on his legs and pulsing dick.

Had he had his wrists free, he would have encircled her with his arms, holding her there, massaging her back with his big hands, instead he tried to help her in her moves, digging deeper and faster. His breath lingered on her skin and realizing her breasts were just few centimeters away from his lips, he raised his head and took a small nipple between them.

She moaned and squeezed his shoulder, closing her eyes for a moment while he kept sucking at the tip, making it harder and harder under his devilish strokes.

She fastened the pace, her hips rocking with renew vigor, he could sense her tightening around him, she was closed, and he was following suit. Unable to focus anymore on anything else, he released her nipple just when her forehead lowered on his, resting there. They locked eyes once again, the tenderness in her gaze was intoxicating.

She was not a mischievous Veela anymore, she was his Penny, only his Penny.

"I love you," he whispered and just as he said so, she pushed again biting her lips, her eyes faltered as she threw her head back as her walls started clenching the tides rising and falling in her groins.

She was coming and he was coming with her too. 

The small explosion between his thighs consumed him and as his eyes fogged, his mind swayed in the dizziness of the moment. 

Finally, it was finally happening.

Savoring the moment he kept moving, even when she stopped, just to make sure not to halt that sweet sweet feeling before the time. He wanted her to enjoy that orgasm in full, he knew he did.

As they heavy breaths calmed down to a more steady pace, they took a moment to recollect.

Penelope lowered herself and kissed him gently and deeply, her hair falling on her side, grazing at his skin, her heart pounding furiously in her chest, trying to escape after the ride. As she caressed his face, removing strands of ginger locks and brushing her thumb on his sweaty cheek, she deepened the kiss. 

No bites this time, just the swift movement of her lips, and the tender invasion of her tongue.

Garreth closed his eyes and exhaled, perfectly at ease in her warm embrace, feeling his cum dripping down from between her legs.

Not that he didn’t like the more rough and peppy aspect of her, but he definitely preferred his Penny in a more collected and shy version. 

Without saying anything she broke the kiss and bent down to release him from his restrains, the cloth of the tie had left marks on his skin and she was anxious to check on them. 

"Thank you," he murmured feeling the knot loosing around his hands and her small fingers massaging his wrists, but he didn’t give her the time as he surrounded her with his arms, holding her there, feeling her shiver lightly in the drafts coming from the windows.

"Oh, don’t mention it, it was fun!" she exclaimed with a chuckle, "And extremely exciting," she added with a wink.

Garreth smiled, and pushing himself up, pulling out of her, he then swung around. In the momentum, he toppled over taking Penelope with him, soon she was laid on the carpet beneath him, her hair sprayed out on the floor and a leg on his shoulder. A soft surprised whimper escaped her.

"We definitely crossed quite a bit of your list," she mused looking up at him tickling his chest.

"You did," he agreed lowering himself on her, feeling her leg bending following his movements.

He did hope they weren’t going to make a mess on the carpet. Again.

"As for the last point…"

He blushed, remembering what it was.

"We don’t need to do that, really Pen, it’s enough." 

"No, I want to. It’s been a fantasy of mine for quite a while," she confessed.

Garreth cast a perplexed look at her, and at the thought of the last point he felt himself hardening again.

"Really?"

She nodded, blinking lightly, "But I might need some time to prepare. You’ll know when I’m ready," she smiled.

"Honestly Pen, you don’t…"

"Oh come on! I tamed Geraniums with longer fangs than yours!" she exclaimed tapping his nose with her finger, referring to the poor version of his costume.

Garreth adjusted his cloak so it covered them both from the chill coming from the floor, "Mmm… longer you said?" he asked as he collected her other leg and moved it up on his other shoulder, bending her knees.

"What about thicker?" his shaft stroked again at her entrance, and with a playful smirk he plunged in her once again. Her vision blurred as she tightened for him once more, ignoring the hurried steps along the stairs behind the dorm door.

[sheikahwarriork]

Aw I'm so happy to see Bernadetta appreciation! AND MERCEDES X DEDUE!! They're so neat together!

And I'm not surprised at all by your favorite moment + line bc this is like THE Dimileth moment :]

Bi awakening!! If fire emblem had support about subject like queerness it would have been so good... And for Dimitri, I'm sorry for him because he's definitely closeted. He try so hard to be what society want him to be ( a king despite not wanting to rule, a soldier despite hating violence, etc ) and he's so hard on himself :( It would do him so much good, especially with someone like Dorothea! ( And I personally have so much LGBT headcanon for him too :] )

I WILL try to discover your all your hcs too >:] And Dimitri recovering taste because of Byleth is really sweet.

Thanks you for sharing your playlist too!! I'll go look at it!

And by alternate universe I mean really anything, from "Everything is the same but Dimitri is a ginger" to very complex science fiction version of Fodlan. Modern AU perfectly fit the bill, if it's not too much to ask, can you say more?

Also magic would be so great, as an Edelgard fan I can't argue with you there- And the weather would look so nice!! 

Also if you want here's another set of questions: 

- Have you got any rarepair? Also do you only ship Dimitri with Byleth and Byleth with Dimitri?

- Do you have friendship headcanon? And what's your top friendship from teh game?

- What are you top recruits? ( For the other house too if you have some! )

- Do you have any LGBTQ+ or neurodivergent headcanons?

( And once again take any time you need, days, weeks, months if necessary! And no pressure to answer at all too! Also going off anon because it's easier- )

hello!! i'm glad you turned off the anon, i'm gonna follow you because you seem a very cool and nice person u.u

- yes dimitri is TOTALLY closeted. my boy is bisexual and no one can change my mind. i mean... *stares at his relationships and supports with dedue, felix, m!byleth*

- my moder!au is so long lmao, but i plan to start publish it after i finish my azure moon fic! a little snippet: it's a reincarnation au, byleth works at a high school where some of the characters study (dimitri, ingrid, felix, annette, bernadetta, marianne, flayn and others), mercedes works in byleth's fav pub while she studies in nurse school and she and byleth are friends, dedue's family has a famous restaurant and ashe works with him, sylvain is in university and the faerghus four are all long time friends (chaotic friends ofc u.u), f!shez is there too... and so are arval and sothis!! sothis is byleth's best friend while arval is shez's best friend. stuff happens, mostly dimileth but also netteflix, sylgrid, mercedue and other minor ships. mostly comedy and fluff but there's also angst 👀

- about the rarepair: i think i'm the only person on earth who ships sothis with arval LMAOOO 😭 (relevant to my modern au eheh) i also like the idea of f!shez with flayn. i ship ashe and marianne but i'm not sure it's a rarepair. as for dimitri and byleth- yes, i cant bring myself to really ship anything that isnt dimileth xD i do like some byleth ships (mercedes, seteth, felix, jeritza, dorothea, even edelgard) but i dont engage with them often; if i had to choose someone else for dimitri (like in a world without byleth) i'd go for dedue or felix, but again, dimileth is the only ship for them in my heart and in my mind LMAO

- friendship headcanons: annette and marianne and bernadetta!!!!! annie is so cheerful and i'm sure she would help bernie and marianne!! (again, relevant to my modern!au....) but my fav friendship in the game it's the faerghus four, i love them so much

- top recruits! well, i actually always recruit everyone, i cant kill my babies ç___ç but if i had to choose only some of them (for a azure moon run) i'd say: bernadetta, dorothea, petra, lysithea, shamir, and lorenz just for thyrsus. i love three houses girls

- i have a LOT of LGBT+ headcanons!! first of all, dimitri is bi ofc u.u byleth is bi and in the ace spectrum, like demisexual (just like me fr.......). ashe is a trans guy and marianne a trans girl (t4t power couple), and i like the headcanon about ignatz being a trans girl too! bernadetta is aroace imo. oh, and all the blue lions are bisexual bc i say so :] also due to some funny stuff at first i thought arval was supposed to be a girl, then i realized they/them pronouns are used for arval in the game, then the epimenides reveal happened... so i now headcanon arval to be a trans girl who uses they/she (... again, relevant to my modern au)!! oh, and sothis is bisexual too. bc she's the goddess and she WILL fuck anyone she wants u.U

i'm really enjoying your questions, thank you so much!! <3<3 if it's okay i'd like to hear your headcanons and other thoughts about three houses:3

[originaltyphoonkryptonite]

Chapter 18: Old Friends

Zella pov

It was a slow day today. Dick was taking a nap in his apartment with Cippia. I had the store to myself. The bell above the door rings while I was in the storage room doing inventory.

"Just a second!", I call out as I put down my clipboard and pen. I walk out of the room and head to the counter.

"Welcome to 'Silent Shadow'. Can I help you?"

There were 5 people who had entered. Three guys and two girls. One of the girls had long blond hair and dark gray eyes. She was wearing a brown jacket over a green shirt and jeans with boots. The other girl had amber eyes with short red hair while wearing a red and white dress. The boy that was more muscular then the others had black hair and blue eyes while wearing a  black tank with jeans. The next of the group had dark skin, pale green eyes and blond hair with a jacket whose collar covered his neck. The last one was a ginger with green eyes with a long sleeve-shirt wearing a short-sleeve jacket over it.

"Yeah. We're looking for a friend's place but must have took a wrong turn.", The redheaded man says.

"Well if that friend happens to be Dick Grayson, you are in the right place."

"Wait what?", The blond girl says with a raised eyebrow.

"He rents an apartment above my store."

"Oh."

"There is an entrance to a hallway in the alley so next time use that."

"We apologize for the inconvenience.", the one that seemed to be the leader said.

"No problem. The door in the back leads to that hallway too so follow me.", I reply as I take out my keys. They follow me to that door, waited for me to unlock it, and then into the hallway.

"So what's your name beautiful?", the ginger asks.

"Zella but sorry not interested, not to mention I think the girl next to you is angry."

He looks over to the blond and gulps. "Sorry Artemis."

"Watch it Bay-watch."

I lead them to the apartments and knocked on Dick's door.

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Dick pov

I hear someone knock on my door and I groan. I get up and notice that Cippa is asleep on his back on my bed. I pull on a shirt and make my way through the living room after closing my bedroom door. I open the door a crack to my surprise to see the original Team there.

"Sorry for waking you on your off day Dick. I'll leave you to your guests.", Zell says as she heads back to her bookstore. I open the door wider and let them in. We made our ways to the couch and chairs in my living room.

"So why are you guys here?", I ask as I sit down.

"Dude! Why didn't you tell me you're getting married!?", Wally whines at me.

"What?"

"My friend, you are engaged no?", Kaldur asks me.

"Shit! I forgot that either Damian, Tim, or Jason might mention this to the team.", I think to myself.

"We're still kinda planing things so that's why I haven't said anything yet."

"Yet?", Artemis asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah."

"So when do we get to meet her!?", Wally jumps up and down in his seat.

"Huh? But didn't you guys already meet?"

"No.", Conner says.

"Hello Megan!", M'gann says her catchphrase.

"What is it?", Conner asks.

"That lady that brought us up here is your fiancée."

"Yeah that was Zell.", I said with a smile.

"She's cute.", Wally says.

"Yeah she kinda is."

"So has she picked out a wedding dress yet?" Artemis asks.

"I don't think she has. She really doesn't have a lot of friends so I don't know what she'll do for bridesmaids."

"Well maybe Artemis and I can fill in for her?"

"Not sure......she kinda takes a while to warm up to people."

"Maybe Zatanna and Barbra can also help?"

"You want my two exs help my fiancée pick a wedding dress?"

"Good point." Artemis says. "Not sure how that would go."

"Either way not sure what she is going to do about that."

"I have an idea Dick." Kaldur says.

"Oh?"

"We could have lunch, the seven of us. To get to know each other."

"I guess that could work."

"What was that?", Conner asks as he looks around.

"What was what?", Wally asks.

"I heard something.", he says as he stands up. He goes over to my bedroom door and opens it. He narrows his eyes and heads back to his seat.

"I could have sworn I heard something."

I internally smirk as I suspect Cippia woke up and used a shadow to go to Zell's place.

"Let me call Zell."

~Time-skip~

Gus happened to be in the bookstore when I called so Zell is eating lunch with us. She and M'gann made the food and it was good. It went fine I guess. Zell sat next to me and did try her best. Though when asked about a wedding dress she did blush. She's kinda cute when she blushes like that. She got along with Artemis better then I expected.

The Team left and Zella flopped onto my couch on her back.

"How many more heroes am I going to meet?"

"More. Much more.", I reply with a smirk.

"Figures."

I go to sit next to her on the couch.

"M'gann wants to take you wedding dress shopping."

"How wonderful." she says as she puts a pillow over her face.

"It won't be that bad.", I chuckle as I remove the pillow.

"I can not believe you agreed to go on a double date with Wally and Artemis this Saturday!", she glares at me.

"I had no choice. If I said no they would get suspicious."

"You are enjoying this aren't you?"

"Maybe just a little?"

"Just for that you can pay for dinner that night."

"Oh come on."

"Nope."

"Alright.", I reply with a smirk.

"What are you planing?"

"Nothing...."

"Don't you dar-!", she cuts off her own sentence as I start to tickle her.

"Mercy! Mercy!", she cries out.

"Hmm, nope.", I say as I tickle her some more.

"Ci-cippia!"

Cippia appears out of a shadow and jumps on me pinning me down.

"My turn." she says with an evil grin while Cippia has a big doggy grin.

"Mercy?"

"Hmm, nope." she mimics my words as she returns the favor.

[perfectionts-virgo]

Four Weeks Later:

JOSHUA ALDRIDGE

Walking out my last class, it's a lot to know for being a Royal... making my way back to the dorm.

Unlocking the door a smell of breakfast smack me in the face, stepping further in the room closing and locking the door walking seeing ej whipping it up in the kitchen...

"Wassup Josh" he said with a smile

"Sup E" I replied giving with a head nod "I didn't know you can cook"

"I can whip it up here or there" he replied with smirk

I see six platters of food, One of the platters have pancakes and blueberrie muffins then three small bowls of raspberries, Strawberries, Bananas then two separate bowels of scramble eggs, bacon and sausage... last but not least cinnamon rolls and brought out the orange juice...

"Damn it's going to be us" I said jokingly

All he did was laugh shaking his head...

"I invited some friends over if you don't mind " he said looking at me

"I need to be socializing anyway" I replied with a chuckle

"Okay they going to here any minute" he said washing the dishes Making me nod my head

Making my way to my room putting down my bag and walked to the bathroom to wash my hands...

Walking back in the kitchen then I hear the door being knocked.. making my opening the door seeing three girls standing there..

One of the girls she little taller than two with a ginger fro start taking..

"Hi my name is Terri and this is Diana and Alexis" She said a smile "Is Ej Here ?"

"Hi my name is Joshua and I'm his roommate" I said with a warm smile " he In the kitchen come on in"

Moving opening the door... they walked in saying their thank you.... Before I closed the I see a guy

"Wassup" i said curiously

"Hi do ej stay here ?" He asked

"Yeah I'm his roommate" I replied

"Thank god but it will be a dub if he think I will walking around this big ass campus" he said making me Burst out laughing

"Anyway my name is Logan" he said making his way in

Finally closing the door walking behind in the dining room area seeing everybody socializing...

"Okay everybody this is my roommate Joshua" he said with a smile

"Hi" they said in union

"Hey" I said shyly wave

"Okay Josh find a seat" he said

Walking to a seat between ej and Diana... then the door open I see Romeo walking with two different guys..

Everybody turn to face them... it was so quiet

(Awkward)

"Hey Romeo this is my friends we're having little brunch y'all could join if y'all want" he said

"Bro I didn't know the school cater ?" The brown skin boy with green hoodie said

"They don't ej cooked all this" i replied with smirk looking at ej

Ej just side eyed me before terri start laughing because how awkward it's was

"I'm so sorry I had to" she said her right hand hinding her face

"Girl you can't take anything serious" Diana replied chuckling while Logan & Alexis facing each other chuckling.

"Y'all don't mind them" ej said Rolling his eyes "y'all can join us"

The boyz walked to the bathroom I guess their hands and came the with the orange shirt sitting next to Diana and the one with the green hoodie sitting next to  Alexis....

Romeo walked to the sink to wash his hands and drying them off with a paper towel till we heard the door being knocked on...

He made his way to the door.. hearing laughing and I'm seeing another brown skin boy tattoos wearing a von Dutch hat...

"Hey y'all this is my childhood best friend Andre" Romeo said with smile with his left arm over Andre shoulder

"Hey" we all said

"Wassup" he replied with a smile

"Girl" Terri whispered making me chuckle

I can't blame her, he is a looker.....

.................... 50 Minutes Later........................

After we was done eating... we're getting to each other.

"Okay let's get to know we are" Alexis said looking at us

We all agreed so we are waiting someone to start...

"Okay... My Name Is Erick Alexander Jr my parents are the King  and Queen of the Northwest" ej said looking at us

Next

"Well my name is Gelani Calvin I'm a caster my grandfather is caster and my grandmother was his childhood friends turn lover helped him with the chilling adventures" he said looking around

Next

"Hi my name is Terri Franklin im a witch... but in a nature coven... Both side of my family is witches and my gift is resurgence" she said turned to look at Diana bumped her shoulder to hers

Next

"Okay my name is Diana Wilson I'm a witch... my father is Haitian so they are coven of Hoodoo and My mother born raise in new Orlean they are coven of Voodoo so I'm mixture both bloodlines and my gift is I'm a human voodoo doll" she said with a smirk on her face

(I Fucks With Her)

Next

"Hi my name is Joshua Aldridge... I'm a foster child but I'm finding out my biological parents are the Harthways the Seven Kindom Royality of the West.. and I'm new to all this" I said looking around seeing two of the girl looking at me sympathy and the boyz looking ate surprise and Alexis just looking at me understanding...

Next

"My name is Alexis Love... I'm a fairy, my mother side full of fairies and my father side are humans that's all" she said turning to face the boy with the orange shirt

Next

"I guess it's my turn, My name is Klaus Davis... I'm a vampire my father side from the south and my mother side from The Caribbean and I love the play basketball" he said chuckle trying to make it light hearted

Next

"My name is Romeo Harris.. im werewolf my great grandfather of my father side he was the first werewolf and my mother great father is the werewolf they are stereotyping in movies... and I also love playing basketball" he said staring around the room

Last but not least

"My Name Is Andre Williams, I'm mixture of a Caster & Witch.. my father side full of casters and my mother side full of Witches" he said with a sly smile

"Okay that we know each other" I said looking around "I'm glad this happened because I will be a loner"

"What about me I'm you're friend" ej replied looking at me with his right eyebrow raise

"You right but it's going to awkward when they show up" I said

"You're right" ej said nodding his head

"Anyway it's getting late I got a early class tomorrow" Diana said getting up

"Me too" Alexis said getting up also

"Already Brody I'm gone" Gelani said getting up doing handshake with Romeo the the other boys

Also Klaus and Andre getting up...

Everybody grabbing their belongings... say their byes then walking out the door leaving me saying good night... walking to my room.

EJ ALEXANDER

Washing the last fork... putting in the dish washer.. grabbing a paper towel drying my hands looking up seeing Romeo sitting in the living room watching a basketball game...

"You should be a chief" he said turning his face away from the tv looking at me

"Really ?" I said

"Hell yeah you you're soul in it" he replied with a smile

I turned my head away from him to hind my face Because I was blushing...

"Thanks that mean a lot" I said

Then I heard the knock.. walking to the door opening seeing Olivia James... I have two classes with her she one of the girls the guys like Romeo want talk to... why she in front of our door ?

"Hi Is Romeo here ?" She asked

"Yeah Wait here let me go get him" I said with a smile

Walking back to the living seeing Romeo paying attention to his phone...

"Romeo Olivia at the door" I said

I said Olivia he whipped his head up so fast I thought he would have a whip flash...

"Thanks bro" he got up fitting his self "good looking out"

Seeing him walking to the door, hearing talking seeing them walking back and making his way to his room opening the door for her..

"You want something to drink ?" I heard Him asked her

(Damn I'm lonely)

"You want water or something else ?" He asked again

Seeing him pour some of the orange juice I made in two glass and made his way to his room turned to face me...

"Thanks again bro" he said With a smile

"No problem" I replied with a tight lip smile

Seeing him closed his door with his foot... I turned around and walked to my room closing my door taking off my clothes and putting my black pajamas.. sitting down on my desk finish homework that not due for a minute... I'm that type of student...

After I was done I turn off the lights and turned on my tv watching black 90s sitcoms under my comfy bed...

Damn I want a boo.... This single life is overrated

[omoricandyrestart]

Chapter 2: Temporary Helpers

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It was Sunny’s second day in school and he had just finished the classes of his first period. Now, he had a lot of free time until the next one started.

Both him and Lynn were on the school’s corridors, and they were chatting about their past class.

“Wow, Mr. Faraize sure knows how to teach history, don’t you think? It was fun from the beginning to the end” the brunette girl exclaimed, loving the class that they just had.

Sunny’s opinion, on the other hand, begged to differ.

“I don’t know really… I didn’t pay much attention” the raven boy stated, looking down in shame.

The main reason why he didn’t pay attention was that, since it had been a long time since he went to school, he was a bit lost with all that the teacher was saying.

And since he couldn’t understand anything, he preferred to stay inside his comfortable imagination.

Lynn obviously didn’t know that, so, she felt disappointed.

“Sunny, I can help you out with the notes, but, you also need to pay attention, you know?!” the brunette girl reprimanded.

“I know. Sorry” Sunny answered, looking down in shame. Lynn felt bad about that.

Their moment of peace ended up being interrupted, because the three girls from the day before went over to torment them.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the freak couple” the leader of the trio said. After talking with Iris, the two noticed that the blonde leader’s name was Ambre, and that, in Iris’s words: ‘Was not exactly the sweetest person around.

Considering how the ginger girl saw everything with rose tinted glasses, they knew exactly that this spoiled brat was a b*tch.

Her two henchmen were named Li and Charlotte. Both didn’t have any distinguishable personalities. They were basically cardboards that followed their ‘Queen Bee’ the whole day.

Lynn and Sunny were both blushing hard at the comment.

“We are not freaks! And not a couple either” the brunette girl explained, feeling a bit embarrassed at the situation.

“Stop fooling yourselves. It’s pathetic. You both walk all around school holding hands and dare to say you aren’t a couple?” Ambre asked, not believing what the new girl just said.

Lynn wanted to argue against that, but, in hindsight, there was literally no way of denying that the moments they shared could be interpreted as couple activities.

“Well, let’s get to the point: I am here for one reason, and for one reason only. Stay away from Nathaniel!” Ambre demanded.

The two didn’t understand why she asked them that, and, before they could actually process it, the trio had already walked away.

The brunette girl was still angry, though.

“Who does she think she is to treat us all like that?!” the candy girl exclaimed, enraged at the treatment that they had been receiving.

“And what even is her deal with Nathaniel?!” she continued, a little bit calmer, but more intrigued.

“Let’s ask him” the raven-haired boy spoke. Even if Lynn had spent quite enough time with Sunny already, she still hadn’t get used to his bluntness.

“Well, it’s not a bad idea. Let’s go!” she said, dragging him through the corridors like usual.

This time, though, Sunny dropped her hand in the middle of the way. She turned around to see what happened.

“We… shouldn’t hold hands anymore… it gives people the wrong idea” the raven-haired boy explained.

Lynn seemed to be a bit disappointed, but, she agreed with what he said.

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When they arrived at the student body room, the duo saw Nathaniel signing some papers.

‘This boy probably never takes a break’

This time, though, he quickly noticed the presence of the two on the room.

“Oh, hi Lynn, it’s a pleasure having you here” the blonde boy said on a formal, but courteous tone.

His face quickly changed at seeing that the raven-haired boy was there too.

“And Sunny, you are here too. Great” Nathaniel stated, still formally, but more coldly.

“Do you two need something for me?” the blonde boy asked, on a tone that mixed the two he used before.

“You see, Nathaniel… ever since we have arrived, there has been a girl that hasn’t been very nice to us. Her name is Amber and she has been acting like a…” Lynn started to answer.

“Brat” the raven-haired boy deadpanned, leaving the brunette girl with her mouth wide open.

“You know she is my sister, right?” Nathaniel asked, clearly trying to hold his rage back.

The candy girl knew they ended up messing up pretty badly.

“Sorry, we didn’t know. We were going to ask you if you can ask her to be less… you know… with us” Lynn said, trying to fix the situation.

Nathaniel seemed to be a bit more calm, but he was still frowning.

“Look, I know she is not easy, specially when she is with her friends, but, can you two please not call her that anymore?” the blonde boy asked.

“Fine, we won’t…” the brunette girl said, leaving the room soon after, since she knew that there would be no help coming from the body president.

Sunny stood there for a while longer, though, and Nathaniel started to feel uncomfortable with his stare.

“Is there any problem?” the blonde boy asked, clearly not meaning to help him.

The raven-haired boy stood quiet, though, and his gaze seemed more and more judgmental.

‘Shouldn’t have believed in you’

Sunny finally left without saying a word.

“There is something clearly wrong with that boy” Nathaniel stated, going back to signing his papers.

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“That was disappointing…” the raven-haired boy stated.

“Well, to be honest, I understand his point, honestly. She is his sister, so, he needs to protect her… just hope he doesn’t use his position to harm us if she asks to…” Lynn spoke worriedly. Her friend nodded.

As they kept walking, they noticed a familiar little guy walking into their direction.

“Oh, hi Ken! Is everything alright?” the brunette girl asked, noticing that he seemed sad about something.

“It’s… nothing, really. I am fine” Ken lied, trying to act as if everything was okay. The Candy girl didn’t fall for that, though.

“Ken, if there is something wrong, you can tell us about it” Lynn told him. 

The boy with glasses started to cry.

“Those three mean girls… they wanted to eat on a restaurant, not the cafeteria… so, they stole my money” Ken cried out, having a hard time holding back the tears.

The brunette girl immediately went to hug him, as a way to make him feel better.

“Sorry to hear that, Ken. Those three are really wicked!” the candy girl said, mad at their evil deeds.

Sunny approached the two and handled the small boy some paper tissues he had on his bag.

“Thank you both… I will try to talk to the student body president. He might help!” Ken stated optimistically.

Lynn ended up gulping out of nervousness.

“I wouldn’t do that if I was you… the president is Ambre’s older brother… and he doesn’t believe us when we try to talk to him about her” the brunette girl said, feeling bad that she destroyed the boy’s hope.

“Oh… okay” the boy with glasses stated, walking away so that they didn’t see him crying anymore.

‘Poor guy’

“Wish we could do more to help him” the candy girl spoke, feeling a bit guilty.

“Me too… but, the system is against us” Sunny said, nonchalantly.

The phrase seemed like something straight out of a dramatic movie, but the raven boy’s tone combined with the timing were too funny for Lynn to handle.

“HAHA! Gosh, Sunny, I am sorry, but you are so great at this kind of comedy!” the brunette girl exclaimed, making Sunny blush in embarrassment.

“Hello, Sunny and Lynn” a voice said from behind.

“Oh, hi, principal! Is there any problem?” Lynn asked.

“Nothing, really, dearies. I just need to tell you two something” the elderly woman answered.

“You see, all of the new students need to join one of the clubs that the school has to offer” she continued.

“It seems to be cool!” the brunette girl stated, excited by the idea. Sunny just made a thumbs up.

“The three clubs that need new members are the gardening the club, the basketball club” the principal started to list.

The raven boy started to shiver in nervouseness.

‘NO! NO! NO! NO!’

These two clubs brought to many memories of the friends that he had left back in Far Away. Friends that probably hated him now.

“Or the art club” the elderly woman spoke.

“Art club!” Sunny exclaimed firmly. The two other people that were present were left with their eyes widen.

“Wow, I have never seen you with so much ‘enthusiasm’ before! I would like to join the art club too” Lynn said.

“Perfect! All you need to do is go to the club and ask them to join. The art room is at the end of the corridor. They have a pretty thematic door. So, there is no chance for you to get lost!” the elderly woman said, leaving the two to find the room alone.

It seemed like this day would be filled with more walking.

“So, why did you choose the art club?” the candy girl asked, excited to find someone that shared her passion.

“Don’t like basketball. Neither flowers” the raven-haired boy said, tensing up and shivering.

“Oh right…” Lynn stated, a little bit worried about her friend’s state.

“But I really like to sketch! And to write poems too!” Sunny said, almost as if he was trying to justify himself.

“That’s nice. I am an artist myself too!” the candy girl exclaimed.

“I always liked to draw, but, most importantly, to analyze art! I always had a fun time in museums” she continued to speak.

“I know you might find it a bit boring…” the brunette girl uttered.

“I don’t think it is boring at all” Sunny told her, making her blush and smile.

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The art club clashed a lot with the rest of the school. While the rest looked overly formal and organized, this class felt almost like a kindergarten.

Things were a bit messy, but on a good and liberating way. The walls had drawings decorating them, and the art desks weren’t organized in carefully organized lines.

And last, but not least, the room was filled with many different forms of art and expressions of creativity.

There were musical instruments, papers, brushes, paint and sewing material.

They also found a girl with purple hair that was painting something on a canvas. She was so focused on it that she didn’t notice that the duo had entered the room.

“Hey, are you the one responsible for the art club?” Lynn said, carefully shaking the girls elbow to catch her attention.

The girl got startled.

“Sorry! Sorry! Didn’t mean to scare you” the brunette girl said with a bright smile.

The new girl seemed to be flustered, but, at least, it seemed like she was now calm.

“It’s… okay…” the girl said on a voice so low that it felt like she was whispering.

It was clear that this girl was shy, maybe, she was even shyer than Sunny himself.

“So, we wanted to join the art club. Are you the one responsible for that?” the candy girl asked.

That girl with purple hair seemed to be getting excited about this idea.

“New members!” she whispered in shock to herself.

“Yes, I am… I… take… care of the things while the teacher is away” the girl answered.

“Great. So, what do we need to do now?” Lynn asked. The girl with purple hair grabbed a clipboard and handled it to the duo.

“You both need to sign your names here and hand it to Nathaniel. And, by the way, my name is Violet” Violet said, finally presenting herself.

“Nice to meet you, Violet! We will be handling this to Nathaniel in no time, right, Sunny?” the brunette girl asked her friend. Sunny just nodded.

“It’s going to be wonderful having new people around here” the artistic girl said, still a bit embarrassed, but joyful either way.

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Back to the Student Body’s room, the two noticed that Nathaniel seemed to be stressed and overly thoughtful about something.

“Nathaniel… is something wrong?” Lynn asked, a bit worried about his state.

“Oh, thank god you are here, Lynn. I needed you” the blonde boy said, rushing to get close to her.

‘Great, more favors’

“Sure… what do you need?” the brunette girl asked, a bit confused about the way he phrased it.

“So, I need Castiel to sign an absence sheet, and I am not in the mood to see him. Can you please make him sign the sheet and then give it back to me, please? I would usually ask my usual helper, but she didn’t come to school today” Nathaniel asked.

“Sure. Why aren’t you in the mood to talk to him, though?” the candy girl asked, leaving the student body president more tense.

“Let’s just say that I don’t get a long with that unbearable troublemaker” the blonde boy answered, trying to keep a smile on his face.

“How shocking. Two brats can’t stand each other” Sunny commented nonchalantly, leaving his friend a bit worried.

“Excuse me?” Nathaniel asked, clearly getting angry at the raven boy.

“Sorry, Nath! No more time to talk. Gotta go! Bye!” the brunette girl said, dragging her friend out of the room.

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“What has gotten into you? There was no reason to be so rude!” Lynn asked, reprimanding her friend’s behavior.

“Sorry. Tired of that boy asking us to do his job for him” Sunny answered, clearly losing his patience with the student body president.

“I know, but we are new here. Amber already can’t stand us, we don’t need more people making our lives a living hell” the candy girl spoke.

Lynn thought that Sunny would apologize, like usual, but it seemed like he was thinking on a more urgent matter.

“Need to handle the redhead, right?” the raven-haired boy asked. The brunette girl then remembered the problem that they had on their hands to solve.

“Oh gosh, how are we going to tame that wolf?” Lynn asked herself, knowing that it would be really hard to do so.

“Do you have any ideas of how to do so?” she continued, hoping that her friend could suggest something.

Sunny scratched his chin for a while, trying to think of something.

“Threatening?” Sunny suggested, on his usual nonchalant tone. The brunette girl felt a small shiver down her spine.

“I think we should avoid getting in trouble with him… and sticking to what’s legal” Lynn answered nervously.

While the duo kept walking, a familiar face joined them.

“Hey, you two! Why the worried faces?” Iris asked, with her youthful energy.

“Oh, hi Iris. We were just brainstorming ideas on how to convince Castiel to sign these papers that Nathaniel needs” the brunette girl explained, handing her friend said paper.

“Uhm… Castiel might seem like a cold-hearted person, but all you need to do is treat him with kindness” the ginger said with a grin.

Lynn seemed unsure about that statement, but, she was in no position to refuse an idea.

“Thanks, Iris. We will try” the brunette answered. The joyful girl ended up leaving.

“Ready to tame that beast?” Lynn asked, trying to sound positive. Sunny, however, shook his head.

“Me neither, but we will do it either way…” the brunette said, going after Castiel.

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At the school’s park, the duo ended up finding Castiel sitting on a bench while smoking a cigarette.

“Are you seriously smoking on the school’s premises?!” Lynn asked, indignant at the situation. The redhead just rolled his eyes.

“Does it look like I give a f*ck about it?” Castiel asked, with a grumpy expression on his face.

“You know could have said it less vulgarly, right?” the brunette girl commented. The redhead smirked.

“That’s part of my charm, baby” the bad boy pointed out. The candy girl rolled her eyes.

“Why are you two here now. Do you need help to find the bathrooms, now?” Castiel mocked.

“No, we are here because… well… you see…” Lynn faltered. She was having a hard time finding a nice way of asking him.

“… you need to sign this absence sheet over here” the brunette girl said on the sweetest tone she could utter.

The redhead immediately got angry.

“Seriously, that uptight b*tch couldn’t even bother to come here?” Castiel asked, rolling his eyes.

“Tell him that, if he wants me to sign, then he should be a real man and come here to tell me in person, instead of sending a little princess and a walking stick” the bad boy said, returning the paper with little to no care to the candy girl, and going back to his cigarette.

Lynn grunted in rage and frustration. Sunny pat her in the back as a way to show support.

“Well, we tried. Let’s hope Nathaniel won’t be mad” the brunette girl stated, trying to be a bit hopeful.

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Back at the Student Body room, the candy girl was mentally preparing herself to explain the situation.

“So, did you manage to get him to sign it?” the blonde boy asked. Lynn scratched the back of her neck.

“Well… no” the brunette girl stated. Nathaniel put his hand on his face out of annoyance.

“What is this delinquent’s cheap excuse now?” the president asked.

“He said that… if you want him to sign it… you will have to face him… and be a real man” Lynn answered. Nathaniel started to get more and more irritated.

“Well, in this case, you can tell him that a real man takes responsibility for his actions!” the blonde boy fumed. The candy girl and the raven boy exchanged side glances.

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Instead of going back to Castiel, the duo decided to sit on the stairs to discuss what to do next.

“Okay, it’s clear that none of them are ready to give in” the brunette girl stated to herself.

Nod.

“But we still need to, someway, somehow, get Castiel to sign the sheet, and give it back to Nathaniel” the candy girl continued.

Nod.

“But how?!” Lynn exclaimed. She started to think non-stop of ways to solve this situation, while Sunny kept starring at her, barely paying any attention, mostly focus on her face and the gestures she made while thinking.

‘She is… kinda pretty’

“Maybe, we could trick them into being at the same place at the same time!” the brunette girl announced.

“Nope” the raven-haired boy stated nonchalantly.

“Yeah, you are right, at this point, they wouldn’t fall for that…”the candy girl acknowledged.

She tried to think about other ways to solve the problem, but everything she could come up with was either ridiculous, or too surreal.

Sunny, noticing the situation, decided to solve this on his own terms. To drag her attention, he tapped her shoulder.

“I can solve this” he continued, looking directly on her eyes. For a few seconds, she found herself trapped under his hypnotized gaze.

When he spoke that confidently, Sunny’s eyes looked beautiful…

“Really?” the candy girl asked.

“On my own terms” he stated. The brunette girl, at first, hesitated, since she still wasn’t sure of what hew as capable of. But then, with no other option, she decided to trust him.

“Okay. Do you what you have to do… just, don’t hurt anyone” Lynn requested.

The raven-haired boy grabbed the important paper and left.

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Outside, Castiel went back to smoking, trying to calm down after Nathaniel’s efforts to ruin his day.

And, it hadn’t come to an end, since Sunny was back and still holding the paper. He was also alone.

“It’s you. Where is that prissy pants?” the redhead asked. The raven boy, though, kept quiet. The bad boy started to feel uncomfortable at his empty stare.

“He ran away like a little coward as I can see” Castiel observed with a smirk. Sunny was still silent.

“Haven’t you heard the first time, Edward Cullen wannabee? If the Class President doesn’t come, I won’t be signing these papers” the redhead reminded his colleague.

Sunny just stood there… menacingly. The bad boy was losing his patience.

“Are you deaf or something? Or are you just to stupid to do anything?” Castiel asked on a threatening way.

The dreamer boy kept his emotionless face… almost as if he was piercing the redhead’s soul. That was the last straw.

“Just. Leave! Me! The! Heck! ALONE!!” The bad boy shouted, grabbing his opponent by the shoulders. But, all he had as a response was silence.

He, then, started to shake Sunny, trying to get a reaction out of him.

“SAY SOMETHING!”

Just like all of the other attempts, this one had no effect on the dreamer boy.

Castiel, who had no patience left to be on that situation.

“You know what. Give me this piece of crap!” the redhead exclaimed, grabbing the paper from the other’s hand.

He quickly signed what he had to sign and handled it back to  Sunny.

“There! Are you happy now?!” the bad boy questioned. The dreamer said nothing. He just nodded, turned around and left.

Castiel rapidly had a cigarette to relax.

“F*cking weirdo!” he stated angrily.

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Now, it was time to talk with the other boy.

“Wow, you miraculously managed to solve this in your own. I have to admit I am surprised that someone that can barely speak a full sentence managed to be so convincing” Nathaniel sassed, not wasting his opportunity of humiliating the dreamer.

But, this time, Sunny came prepared to say something back at the class president.

“A boy with no ability to lead managed to become class president. Anything can be possible” he stated nonchalantly.

“Excuse me!” the blonde boy exclaimed, ready for an argument. It didn’t matter, though, cause Sunny had already left.

“What does he know about leading. I doubt he even had friends at some point in life…” Nathaniel stated, going back to his usual routine as a class president.

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Sometime passed, and, after the remaining classes, the two had more time to talk. And the boy finally explained the situation was solved.

“You faced Castiel, alone?!” Lynn yelled, incredulous at the news. Her friend nodded.

“And he ended up signing it?” she asked another time. Once again, a nod was the response.

“But, how?” the brunette girl asked.

“Persistence” Sunny answered ominously. The candy girl felt uneasy, but still, seemed to be relieved that the problems were solved… well, that’s what she thought.

“Why can’t you just take responsibility for your actions once, your little punk!” a loud shout reached the duo.

“I will show you what happens when you mess with me, B*TCH!” another scream followed soon after.

The duo, worried and curious about what was going on, immediately went into the direction of the argument.

It turns out that Castiel and Nathaniel were in the middle of a heated discussion in the hallways of the school.

“Do your worse, and I will do mine” the blonde boy responded, clearly ready for a fight.

The redhead grabbed his enemy by the collar and pinned him against the lockers.

Sunny’s first thought was to leave that place before the situation got more dangerous, but, his friend had a different idea.

“We need to stop those two!” Lynn exclaimed, rushing to stop the conflict. The dreamer boy immediately got worried.

“Hey, you two, snap out of this!” the brunette girl pleaded, getting in the middle of the battle.

“Stay out of this!” the bad boy said, pushing her away from the conflict. She was about to fall into the ground, but the dreamer grabbed her as fast as possible.

‘Time for punishment’

Wanting to put that conflict to an end, Sunny grabbed a familiar spray bottle that he put on his backpack.

The dreamer boy groaned loudly to call those two attentions.

“Won’t you two just leave already?!” the bad boy complained, noticing that the two still wanted to meddle on his business.

Sunny took the chance and sprayed the content of the bottle on the two boys’ faces.

“F*CK!”

“WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?!”

“Pepper spray” the dreamer boy deadpanned. He then grabbed the girl’s hand and dragged her out of the school.

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The two kept silent the whole way. Sunny due to his quiet nature, and Lynn due to the shock.

“It’s safe” the dreamer said, letting his friends hand go and relaxing.

The brunette girl still seemed to astonished about everything that had happened.

“You okay?” Sunny asked, looking directly in her eyes.

“You… saved me” the candy girl muttered, impressed with the boy’s action.

Instead of answering him, she embraced her arms around him.

“Thank you!” Lynn exclaimed. Sunny was taken a back by the gesture.

‘Hug…?’

It had been so long since the last time he had been hugged. He didn’t even remember how it felt.

It was warm, inviting, comfortable… he finally gave in and hugged his friend back.

It felt so good as their bodies stood connected like that. He felt like he was finally home after so long.

He felt protected, accepted, and cared for.

‘Smells like flowers’

Lynn was also enjoying.

Sunny might look like a threatening and terrifying person, but, as she found out on the last few days… he was actually really nice and sweet!

He was always there to help her and always kept her company… he could be a little bit too direct sometimes, sure, but… it was clear he cared about her… and she cared for him too

“So, what about we actually going out for ice cream today? You know, to celebrate we getting out alive from that mess!” Lynn suggested.

Sunny’s face, after a long time, finally changed. He gave her a small smile.

“Sure.” _____________________________________________________

At the park, each bought an ice cream cone. She chose a strawberry ice cream, and he chose mint with chocolate chips.

Then, the duo sat on a bench nearby.

“You know, I kind of expected you would choose just vanilla” she teased.

“Vanilla can be good. Just not in the mood today” he answered.

Lynn laughed at his answer.

“You are a really mysterious guy you know. I can’t help but wonder what you are hiding” she spoke.

The dreamer got tense at the statement.

‘SHECANTKNOWSHECANTKNOWSHECANTKNOWSHECANTKNOWSHECANTKNOWSHECANTKNOW’

“There is nothing interesting” he replied, trying to sound cool.

“I genuinely doubt that. Like, I don’t know much about your hobbies, your childhood, your tastes… I know you like poems and drawing, but, what else does Sunny Suzuki hides under his sweater” she laughed.

They were getting in dangerous waters. If Lynn finds out to much about his past, she will start seeing him as a monster… and he wouldn’t be able of handling that.

“Videogames”

“Huh?”

“I like videogames” the dreamer mentioned.

“I should have guessed you were a nerd” the candy girl jested. All he did in response was shrugging his elbows. He didn’t really know if he should be considered a nerd or not, but, it wasn’t like he cared about it.

“I am a bit of a player myself. I played a lot of The Sims, many farming games, a bit of Mario and Pokemon… and you? Which are your favorite games?” Lynn questioned.

“Pet rocks” Sunny answered. The brunette girl got confused.

“Pet rocks?”

“Yep”

“Are you talking about that game where you need to play rock, scissors and paper with pokemon imitations?” the candy girl asked.

“It used to be a fever back in my city. I was actually a municipal champion back in the day” the dreamer explained. Lynn giggled.

“Who would have guessed that I am in the presence of such illustrious celebrity!” she joked.

“Nah, it wasn’t such a big deal” Sunny spoke. That only made the brunette girl more intrigued.

“You don’t talk much about your hometown. How was life back in Faraway?” the candy girl asked.

He got so unfocused by the question that he ended up dropping the ice cream on the ground.

The atmosphere got awkward. She crossed a line, and ended up ruining everything.

“Sorry. I should go” Lynn said, trying to get up before she messed things even more.

The dreamer stopped her before she could.

“No, please, don’t leave me!” he shouted. The candy girl was taken aback by that.

“I… like when you are near… don’t go…” he begged, a lot lower than the last time.

Lynn blushed and, after some seconds, gave him a smile.

“Oh, okay…” she said nervously, going back to the bench.

The friendship between this two has just started, and they have yet a lot to learn and understand. They will need to learn more about each other and themselves so that they can progress.

But, not everyone will be in favor of this bond’s growing strength… _____________________________________________________

Author's Note: This chapter was definitely hard. But, all of the seeds I wanted to plant were planted.

Sunny and Lynn are now on the art club, I showed Nathaniel and Castiel’s rivalry, while also making them hate Sunny even more, and I managed to increase the closeness of Sunlight.

Next time, the rest of the female cast of the game will appear! Finally time to meet Rosalya, Kim, Peggy, Capucine and Melody.

Lynn will have new friends, and Sunny will end up with 2 formidable opponents.

Miss Gossip and Miss “How dare you hurt Nathaniel” will definitely be a pain in the ass.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE leave a comment with theories, moments you liked on the chapter, or if you are excited for when Basil, Kel and Aubrey join this cast.

[fabseg-creator]

Miraculous: Tales in the Opposite Universe (Inversed Personas AU) Chapter One part 3/3

This story is a fanfiction (Not an official script for an episode of the TV show). Some characters result from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir (original title: Miraculous: Les aventures de Ladybug et Chat Noir). It contains some original characters (OC) but they're fanon. All rights reserved to ZagToon.

Part one part two

In another alley from the parallel Paris, Cat Noir was detransformed. Adrien talks about the strange day he was just living with Ladybug. Plagg: "What a strange adventure we're living, Adrien: An akumatized villain who's travelling across parallel worlds, two other heroes, a "charming" Butterfly girl." When Adrien hears the word "butterfly girl", he's thinking about to be kissed by Lycène Bleue during the battle (His love for Marinette is more important). He feels ashamed and guilty at the same time. -Adrien (blushed and annoyed): "Plagg !" Adrien was still thinking he's responsible for Lycène's escape. -P (sighing): "It's possible we can eat some cheeses from this world. (licking his chops) Mmhh… Parallel cheeses. I would know what cheese tastes like." -A: "You will know when we'll buy theses, Plagg. I hope I have some money on me for that." He quits out the alley. -A: "I hope too there aren't hysterical fans to run after me." While Adrien goes back to his home (he seeks the Agreste Manor from this other world), an unknown boy calls him from the other side of the street: "Hey ! You ! You are Adrien ?" -A (thinking): "Oh no ! As we talk of WOLVES…" He turns to see behind. -A (sighing and pissed off): "Yes. It's me. I am Adrien Agreste. Do you want an autog…" Adrien finds out there is a group of three boys and one girl: they look like delinquents. The gang is leaded by a teenage ginger boy who is the shortest of the group. And their faces surely indicate they don't seem friendly. -Ginger Boy: "We finally found you, you bastard. little piece of…" Adrien is confused to meet people who are capable to speak ILL of him (and directly at him !). It was never happened to him before (certainly not since he goes to Françoise Dupont middle school since the first day). Each bad guy raises his baseball bat as weapon. Ouch ! Adrien has a bad feeling. -GiB (intimidating): "You finally will pay us for your nasty jokes, Prince of Pranks. Your cousin (Félix) is not here for saving you this time." -A (worried and thinking): "Prince of Pranks ?" -GiB (menacing): "Catch him, pals !" Adrien is afraid. He runs away while the group is purchasing him. During the run, he crosses so many roads without watching cars in circulation. Listening his instinct, he violates pedestrian crossing. That's making stop some cars (drivers were retaking their paths after Lycène's lastest attack). Some drivers yelled after the "mad boy". -A (feared and thinking): "It must be a nightmare. Please, Ladybug. Save me NOW !"

After a long chase, Adrien ends up finding a hiding place by sneaking into an alley. -A (short of breath): "What the hell is this madness ?" -P (sarcastical): "It seems everyone's hating you instead of liking you, Adrien. (slightly laughing) Prince of pranks." -A: "Shut up, Plagg, and transform me. Claws…" Suddenly, a voice is speaking behind him. -?: "Oh ! It's you, Adrien ?" Adrien recognizes Wayhem's voice. Still under the shock because of the run, he tries to tell a lie to the latter. But he finds out a former Rouge Chance in crouching position: This boy was mourning alone. -W (sadenning): "Are you okay, troublemaker ? I am not." -A (compassionate, trying to apologizing): "If it's about the battle, it's isn't your fault. It's only MINE. I am sincerely sorry. You are Rouge Chance, right ?" -W (a little surprised): "You've watched us ? Fine. But Rouge Chance is no longer active. Don't blame yourself." -A: "I feel guilty for the lost of your Miraculous, believe me. Do you remember these other heroes from another world ? I have a personal secret to confess to you, Chance." -W: "What do you mean ?" -A: "That's the secret I'm going to confess you. I am Cat Noir. (to Plagg) Plagg. Claws out !" Adrien transforms into Cat Noir under the teared eyes of Wayhem. The latter has ceased to mourning, stands up and -W (interrogative but interested): "What kind of boy are you, Adrien ?" -CN: "A boy who tries to be friend with people like you, Wayhem. I'm just searching the good point in each person." Wayhem is already realizing the Adrien is not really the Adrien he knew. Thanks, lord ! Parallel worlds exist. He's actually seeing in Adrien as the opposite of the other Adrien from his world. -W: "The Adrien I know has a bad reputation because of his pranks. His actions are reguraly… like Bad." -CN (taking a entertaining tone): "Isn't my counterpart in this universe ? My "evil twin" ?" -W (nervously laughing): "Yes, "Buddy Cat" ? -CN (nervously laughing): "Nobody had never called me like that." They laughed together. Thanks to Cat Noir, Wayhem is retrieving back the happiness. Cat Noir makes him remembering of Alley Cat and Cerise. After a long time between the boys, the sun had already set. And Wayhem notices to Adrien the way is clear. -W: "Do you want to come to my house ? Consider it as a refuge." -A: "Of course. Merci, Wayhem." -W: "I thank you for boosting my moral. Your secret stays top secret with me." -A: "Cool." -W: "And one last advice: Be careful of other residents. They will be surprised to see you." -A: "How many of you are living here ?" -W: "That's a surprise, buddy." -A: "Okay. I follow you." They're going to the Wayhem's place for relax for the night. Tomorrow is a new day for Adrien. A new adventure awaits Marinette/Ladybug and Adrien/Cat Noir.

End of chapter One.

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[didyoutrydynamite]

What would a meeting of JNRZ as kids be like?

Me: *reads this* It is time... *breaks in case of emergency glass, pulls out a journal with the title that reads...*

"JNRZ Jr."

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In the small village of Bourbon, a young eight year old boy named Jaune Arc comes back home from a walk when he notices his sisters playing in the front yard, among the blondes he notices a single head of ginger hair. His mother Charlotte notices his arrival and beckons him over.

Charlotte: Jaune! You’re just in time! There’s someone I’d like you to meet. *She waves over to a girl Jaune has never seen before and she runs up next to his mother* Jaune, I’d like you to meet Neon Katt, she and her mother have just moved to the village. She will be attending school with you. Neon, this is my son Jaune.

Neon: *jogs up to Jaune* Hiiiii~ Nice to meet you, Jaune! You’re cute! *holds out hand*

Jaune: H-Hello *takes hand and shakes it* N-nice to meet you too. I um… like your tail.

Neon: *Looks behind herself to her swishing tail as if she just realized she has it* Really? Thanks! *Looks to him with a bright smile* I like you too! You wanna be my boyfriend?

Jaune: *Blush* H-Huh?!

Charlotte:  *Smiles and thinks to herself* That's my boy!

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Jaune: Uggh. *throwing rocks into a river* There’s too many girls in this village! Everywhere I go it’s “Put on this dress, Jaune.” this, and “Jaune! Hold my hand!” that. *Looks to Reese* I’m super glad there’s finally another boy here.

Reese: *Trying to keep a hold on the fat toad she just caught* That's awesome! What’s his name?

Jaune: *Confused* You?

Reese: Yu, huh? Are they Mistrali? My dad’s doing work in Mistral. I wonder if he knows anyone I know!

Jaune: No, aren’t you the new boy?

Reese: Nope! I think? *chucks toad back into the water and looks down her shorts* Uhhh… nope! See?

Jaune: *Shielding his eyes* I-I-I DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING!

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Jaune is walking through the village when he notices a young girl his age hiding behind a pole, she seems to be watching some other kids play in the village park, struggling to work up the courage to go up them. 

Jaune: *Walks up to her* Um excuse me?

May: EEP! *Quickly hides on the opposite side of the pole, peeking around it towards Jaune with her single good eye*

Jaune: I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you! My name is Jaune, Jaune Arc. What’s your name?

May: *fidgets abit then quietly speaks* M-May Zedong.

Jaune: Zedong… Oh! Is your dad the new sheriff of the village?!

May: *Shyly nods*

Jaune: *looks over the kids towards the park* Did you want to go play with them?

May: *Looks over towards the kids playing for a second, then slowly shakes her head no.*

Jaune: … Is it too many kids?

May: *Nods her head yes*

Jaune: *Thinks to himself* Would you like to meet my friends? There’s only two of them, so it won’t be too many! 

May: …why?

Jaune: *Puzzled* Why not? We’re friends, so I want you to meet the rest of my friends!

May: *Eye grows wide* We’re… friends?

Jaune: Yep! My mom always says “Strangers are just friends you haven’t made yet.” *holds out his hand* So if anything, you already have three friends!

May: *looks down towards his hand, and ever so gently takes it and lets him lead her away.*

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Jaune and May walk up to the General Store parking lot where Neon and Reese are practicing skating, the one eyed girl close behind him as she holds the back of his shirt.

Jaune: Neon! Reese!

Reese: *Kick Flips* J-man! What up?!

Neon: *twiddles her fingers towards them.* Hiiii~ Jaune. Who’s your friend? You’re not cheating on me, are you?

Jaune: It’s not like that. This is May Zedong, she just moved here and her dad is going to be the new sheriff. May, these are my friends Neon Katt and Reese Chloris.

Neon: *Possessively grabs onto Jaunes arm* Make that girlfriend. Hi! Welcome to Bourbon! Do you like skating?

May: *shyly fidgets* I- um… never tried.

Reese: *Jumps into the conversation with the most excited smile on her face* IS SHE A PIRATE!?

Jaune/Neon: REESE!

Reese: What?! It’s an honest question!

May: *Shaken by the girl’s energy* Uhh.. I… um… no, b-but my dad does have a boat…

Reese: See! She even had a ship!

Neon: Whoa! Really?! I’ve never been on a boat before! What is it like?

May: *shyly shrugs* Rocky… I guess.

Neon: Cool! Okay, how about this, if I teach you to roller skate, will you let me on your dad’s boat?

May: *thinks for a moment then nods* I can ask.

Reese: Awesome! Pirate adventure dudes! I vote Jaune as Captain!

Jaune: M-me? Why?

Reese: Why? Cuz you put the crew together man! *Gestures to everyone in the group* That makes you our leader!

Neon: Agreed! I also vote for Jaune! May?

May: *Surprised to be included already, smiles slightly and nods* I vote for Jaune too.

Neon: Then it’s decided! Jaune is Pirate Captain so that makes me Pirate Queen by association! First order, Captain~?

Jaune: *Suddenly put on the spot* Uhhh… Let’s teach May how to skate as soon as possible so we can get us a ship… argh?

Neon/ Reese: ARGH! 

May: a-argh…