#i'll miss her but if she doesnt want to be caught she wont be

[radmista]

My cat just ran outside while I was taking my dog out to the bathroom, refuses to come back while calling her and shaking food at her. Actively runs in the opposite direction. And ofc someone broke the laser pointer I keep on my keys so I can't trick her back into the apartment. I'm so pissed that shit broke off, all my other crappy keychains are still attached. The laser was how I got her back last time she escaped but she'd only taken a few steps out and I was able to snatch her.

And I'm not supposed to have her so I can't even notify the apartment complex a cat is missing 😐 guess she's an outdoor cat now :/

[mydarllinglover]

SafeHouse || Third Year - One

Masterlist

September 1st 1993

"Oh my darling girl, I've only just got you back after four years and now you're going again, I've missed my baby" My mother, Molly Weasley, sobbed whilst she squeezed me in a bone crushing embrace.

"Mum! We're gonna miss the train" My Twin Brother, Ron Whined.

"Oh Hush Ronald, even if you did, its not like that would stop you from getting to Hogwarts" Mum glared at Ron as I stepped out of her embrace and she gave another hug to the other Twins, most likely threatening them if they misbehaved.

I snorted a laugh, remembering what Ginny told me about Ron and Harry's joyride in Dads car last year, but that was the best part as she caught me up of the events that occurred, I could only imagine how much that would've affected my little sister.

Ron shot a glare at me in a way of saying "you better shut up or I'll make sure you wont be able to find any of your class's"

"Ronald, you better look after Keira and help her, you should remember how hard it was for you on your first day at Hogwarts" Mum lectured Ron as Harry walked back over to us after having a chat about Merlin knows what with Dad, probably muggle related.

"Yes Mum, I know, but we really have to go!" my twin pouted, again.

"It's okay Mrs Wealsey, she has Harry and I to help her out as well" Hermione smiled as she gently nudged my side.

"Yes of course, off you go all of you and have a wonderful time, and behave!" Mum waved us off as we gathered up our luggage and made our way onto the Hogwarts Express.

"Wait! Ron! Don't forget Scabbers!" Mum called as she reached up with Scabbers held in her hands.

Ron reached through an open window to grab him from Mum, We then waved and shouted out goodbyes as the Train departed.

Percy was the first to leave us as he made his way to the Head Boy and Girl compartment. Then Ginny as she spotted some of her friends in her year and it was just Fred, George, Hermione, Ron, Harry and I.

Fred and George helped Carry some of my luggage as they were winking at some of the girls in their year, making a right show out of it as if they were big strong men, which they are not.

"Guys, come on, lets go find an empty Compartment" Ron nodded at us as he walked down the corridor full of students.

Fred and George had already left with their friend lee Jordan, when we eventually found a compartment at the end of the train, there was a man sat inside, he looked to be sleeping as he lent his head on the window, I noticed how his clothes were shabby wizard robes, he had scars on his face and light brown hair with specks of grey.

"Who'd you reckon he is?" Ron hissed as we sat down and Harry slid the door shut, Ron, Harry and I squashed up on the opposite seat, Ron making me sit at the window so he didn't have to sit right opposite the man, as Hermione took the other side, making sure to sit farthest from the window

"Professor R.J. Lupin" Hermione whispered.

"How'd you know that?"

"Its on his case dumb arse" I sighed as I smacked Ron across the head and pointed at the mans luggage.

"Ouch" Ron rubbed his head as he glared at me "wonder what he teaches"

"that's obvious" whispered Hermione "theres only one vacancy isn't there? defence against the dark arts"

"Oh yeah, Mums crush was the last one, wasn't he?" I joked "can't believe he obliviated himself like an idiot"

"well I hope he's up to it" said Ron. "He looks like one good hex would finish him off, doesnt he?"

"Don't be so rude, you don't look like you could handle much either" I said to him.

"Anyway ...what were you going to tell us?" Ron said to Harry, his back facing me.

Harry glanced at me before looking back at Ron and Hermione

"Sorry, do you want me to leave or something?" I asked him, feeling quite awkward

"Oh- n-no, its fine" He blushed.

He then went into detail about Mum and Dad's fight and what Dad had told him.

How bloody important was this kid? From what I've heard something has put his life at risk every year, was he made out of gold?

"Sirius Black escaped to come after you? Oh, Harry ... You'll have to be really, really careful. Don't go looking for trouble, Harry"

"I don't go looking for trouble, trouble usually finds me."

"How poetic." I said

"How thick would Harry have to be, to go looking for a nutter who wants to kill him?"

Well four for four, right?

"No one knows how he got out of Azkaban, No one's ever done it before. And he was a top-security prisoner, too."

"But they'll catch him, won't they? I mean, They've got all the Muggles looking out for him, too ..."

"I mean, Muggles hasn't exactly stopped him before" I thought out loud.

"Whats that noise?" Ron said

"your brain working perhaps? maybe its overheating" I said "Ow, I'm joking, wait I hear it too"

There was a faint whistle noise somewhere in the compartment.

"Its coming from your trunk, Harry" Ron told him. Standing up and Reaching into the luggage rack.

"Oh, I forgot you bought that" Ron had Pulled out the Pocket Sneakascope from Harry's Robes.

"Is that a Sneakascope?" Hermione asked

"Yeah ... mind you, it's a very cheap one,  It went hay-wire just as I was tying it to Errols leg to send it to Harry"

"I always knew there was something off with that Bloody pigeon, hes very suspicious"

"Were you doing anything untrustworthy at the time?"

"No!-"

"Mum said he couldn't use Errol because he doesn't do well on long journeys"

"How else was I supposed to get Harry's present to him?"

"Could've just waited until you saw him next, instead of putting Errol at risk"

"You just said there was something suspicious about him, and called him a pigeon"

"That literally proves nothing, what is your point?" I asked him

"Stick it back in the trunk, Or it'll wake him up" Harry said, pointing towards Lupin.

"We could get it checked in Hogsmeade" Ron said, sitting back down "They sell that sort of thing in Dervish and Banges, Magical instruments and stuff, Fred and George told me"

"Do you know much about Hogsmeade? I've read it's the only entirely non-muggle settlement in Britain-

"Yeah I think it is" Ron cut Hermione off

"Hey! don't be so rude" I told him off.

The three of them talked about the history of Hogsmeade, Honeydukes and how Harry can't go because of the stupid Dursleys. I zoned out until Ron had a fight with Crookshanks.

                                   •

We were all enjoying food from the trolley when our compartment door slid open once again.

Three boys occupied the space, the platinum blond with the side parting was clearly in charge as he stood in front of the two meaty boys, if I was being honest he seemed really handsome, but by the change of vibe in the atmosphere I could guess they were not friends of my brother and his friends, I looked up at them curiously as the blond boy sneered at Harry

"well look who it is" the boy said in a lazy drawl "potty and the weasel" his body guards chuckled like a pair of trolls, I could already tell I was going to hate this trio.

"I heard your father finally got his hands on some gold this summer, Weasley," he laughed again "Did your mother die of shock?"

My twin shot up like a rocket, resulting in him knocking Crookshanks basket to the floor.

Professor lupin gave a snort and we all snapped our heads to look at him

"who's that?" The blond asked as he took a step back

"New teacher" Harry said as I got to my feet in case I had to hold Ron back

"and who's that?" he asked again as his eyes landed on me

"I could ask you the same thing" I told him, still confused why he was here as it was apparent no one liked one another

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" he introduced himself "and now you"

"none of your business Malfoy, piss off" Ron spat at him causing me to grab his upper arms to hold him back and Harry standing to help me.

"Bond, James Bond" I said, which made Harry and Hermione chuckle, clearly getting the muggle reference from a set of books. But the others just stared at me in confusion

"your parents named you James bond? isn't that a boys name?" Malfoy asked, scrunching his face up as if he could smell something terrible.

"No you idiot" I deadpanned. 

Lupin made another noise

"whatever freak, C'mon" he muttered resentfully to his friends

"whats his problem?" I asked as we took our seats again

"Keira, He's a Malfoy, they're all the same, arrogant bastards" Ron glared and Massaged his knuckles "I'm not going to take any rubbish from Malfoy this year," he said angrily. "I mean it. If he makes one more crack about our family, I'm going to get hold of his head and-

"Ron," Hermione hissed at him.

                                   •

"We must be nearly there" Ron said, leaning on me to look out the window

"Get off!" I pushed him, the words barely left my mouth as the train started to slow down

"Brilliant" my brother cheered "I'm starving, I want to go to the feast"

"your always starving" I rolled my eyes

"Like you can talk much" he said

"we cant be there yet" Hermione furrowed her eyebrows "so why're we stopping?"

call it pathetic fallacy if you will but as the train got slower the rain and wind got louder and heavier. The temperature dropped to minus numbers and it got terribly icy.

Harry, being closest to the door, peered his head out, me and Ron leaning out to look down the corridor to see other heads poking out the compartments.

The train came to a halt and the luggage fell of the racks, something thing landing on me and Ron, the lamps and all source of light went next

"whats going on?" Ron asked from behind Harry

"ouch!" Hermione gasped "Ronald! that was my foot!"

Harry moved out of the way to sit down "do you think we've broken down?"

"dunno"

"i'm gonna go look, maybe find the trolley witch and ask whats going on" I told them as I stepped past Ron, halfway out of the door

"Be careful alright, come back soon" My Older brother by nine minutes told me.

"you worry too much" I shook my head as I felt around the corridor and reached into my pocket to pull out my wand and whispering Lumos, a small ball of light illuminating on the top of my wand, but anything was better than nothing.

something walked into me causing me to take a step back

"ouch, sorry" a boys voice spoke out

"its alright" I smiled at him and shone my light so I could see his face then stepped past him as I continued down the corridor, what didn't help was that I was in the dark and I had no idea who anyone was, I couldn't even spot; Ginny, Fred & George or even Percy.

Brilliant thinking, Keira!

I continued down the corridor until suddenly someone grabbed a hold of my wrist and yanked me into an empty compartment.

Hey no fair, where was this when we were looking for one earlier?!

I yelped in pain and shock as whoever the person was slammed shut the compartment door "hey what the hell-

"shut up!" a voice whispered as a hand was clamped over my mouth and my eyes went wide.

"now you don't look like a first year, and I would be confused why you would be associating yourself with, weaselbee, Mudblood and Saint Potter" I could tell by his voice this was the boy I met recently. Malfoy "so i'm going to ask you again, who are you?" he took the hand off my mouth but kept a firm hold on my wrists.

"whats it to you? I dont even know you" I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion

"because, if Potters got a new member of his little trio of hero's I want to know why a new student is joining Hogwarts to be there" he told me

"who I am and why i'm here, is none of your business or concern so just-

"Potters fainted!" I was interrupted as kids in the corridor started shouting as the lights turned back on and the train started moving once again.

I shoved Malfoy out of the way so I could go see what had happened.

Little did I know Malfoy was actually following me.

I pushed past the other kids to reach my compartment door and slid it open.

Walking in, I saw Harry lying on the floor and Ron & Hermione sat on either side of him, the boy who bumped into me on my way out earlier, Ginny and Professor Lupin

"What happened?!" I gasped

"Harry passed- Whats he doing here" Ron snapped ,when he looked up from Harry to see Malfoy stood Very close behind me

"what? I dont know, Malfoy piss off will you" I turned to look up at him, fuck Ron for getting all the height

"oh Merlin, Potter fainting, this is amazing" he laughed, looking down at Harry one last time, I assume getting mental pictures, then he brought his silver eyes up to lock on my blue ones it was like I was frozen in place and his stare was the only thing I could think o-

"buh bye Malfoy! horrible seeing you, make sure to not see us for a awful long time" my brother interrupted as he grabbed my upper arm and pulled me more into the compartment, sliding the door shut. "stay away from him, I mean it Keira!" he pointed a finger in my face

"piss off Ron, I will, hes a self centred prick" I ripped my arm out of his grip and sat next to the boy "Keira Weasley" i stretched my hand out to him

"W-Weasley? you and Ron are related?"

"Yeah, she's my little sister" Ron shrugged as he sat down next to Harry again.

"by nine minutes" I said, glaring at the back of his head, then faced the boy again "but yeah, we're twins, I transferred here from beaubaxtons

"oh, okay, hi, im Neville Longbottom" he shook my hand

I looked over to the corner to see my little sister shivering and letting out sobs, Hermione and I made our way over to sit with her and comfort her to make sure she was okay.

•

We arrived at Hogwarts ten minutes after. Apparently everyone in our compartment were Gryffindor, and were all expecting me to as well as they observed my black robes, no pressure.

"Of course she's going to be in Gryffindor, Keira's a Weasley after all" Ron told our friends, slinging an arm around my shoulders as we walked to the carriages.

"You're a Weasley?!" Ron and I turned around to see who shouted that, just to see Malfoy stood there with his jaw on the floor gaping at us like a goldfish

"Yes" I said in more than a question "Isn't that obvious" I said, pointing at my bright red hair.

"what how?!" His eyebrows shot up

"she's my twin sister" Ron spat at him "piss off Malfoy" then he turned us around and continued walking off.

                                 •

"Uh, so I have to walk in after the first years to be sorted? why cant i just do it in private, not in front of the whole school?!" I gaped at Professor McGonagall

"Its tradition" she deadpanned "now off we go, I think they're ready for you" she all but pushed me through the Great Hall doors, it felt like all heads were turning around to look at me, maybe it was just nerves, hopefully it was just nerves.

"ah yes, our final student to sort for the night, transferred from Beauxbatons Academy. Weasley, Keira" announced McGonagall.

I turned around to look at McGonagall who was just talking to me.

In confusion I walked up to the stool and sat down, gulping as all eyes were on me, some whispering about who I

was, why there was another Weasley and some jokes along it.

I tried to drown it out and looked over to where all my brothers and my sister was sat as they smiled up at me in encouragement.

McGonagall placed the hat on top of my head, it quickly falling down past my eyes.

I took deep breathes as the Hat spoke "Another Weasley, mhm, it should be Gryffindor, But, you're different, your ambitious, yet courageous, witty and loyal, determined and creative, cunning but kind. Well well well, it ought to be SLYTHERIN!" the hat announced.

I sat there in shock as my eyes went wide, I was the first and only weasley in slytherin, Gryffindor erupted in cheers until they had heard what the hat had actually said and they all froze, especially my siblings, everyone looked confused and surprised.

I took the hat off my head and placed it on the stool, with legs like lead I slowly and carefully made my way down to the Green table with all eyes still on me. Sitting myself down the furthest from everyone.

Professor Dumbledore gave a speech but I didn't hear a word as I kept my eyes on a loose thread on the table, hearing the whispers and mentions of being a blood traitor and that I didn't belong here.

It was a while after everyone was eating and I could still feel Malfoy and his friends eyes on me, when I felt a hand grab my upper arm and all but drag me out from the table and to the doors of the great hall, It was Ron, with Harry and Hermione in tow, we were in an empty corridor when he finally let go

"Ron what the hell?!" I snapped at him

"Slytherin?!" he barked

"what was i supposed to do?! I didn't ask for that!"

"You could of said no! Harry did" he pointed at Harry

"hey leave me out of this" he put his hands up in surrender making us both glare at him "wow you really are twins" he mumbled

"Keira you cant be a slytherin, You're a Weasley, we're not Slytherins!"

"well maybe im not like you Ronald!"

"you're gonna turn out just like them, their all evil-

"Ron!" Hermione warned him

"not a single one of them are good, and your going to be the same"

"Ron" I gasped, hurt visible on my face

"whatever Keira be careful" he turned back to the hall and shook his head.

Harry and Hermione both looked at me with sympathetic faces, then walked off to follow my brother.

I stared at the spot he stood for a while thinking about what Ron had just said.

I didn't have the energy to go back in the Great Hall, my first day at Hogwarts turned out to be horrible.

I wondered around the castle for a good few hours as I tried to find anything that would give me a sign as to where the slytherin common rooms were to find my dorm.

I should of took Hermione up on her offer of giving me a tour and quiz. I was sure I was going up completely the wrong way as I walked up to where I guessed the astronomy tower was as I found myself on a balcony at the top of the castle.

It was beautiful, and peaceful. I gave up on ever finding where I would have to go and decided to lie down, staring up at the stars.

                                      •

"What are you doing?" A voice startled me, causing me to sit up and look at the person, Malfoy.

"Lost" I said as I lay back down

"so why are you here?" he sat down next to me

"were you following me?" I looked up at him with a raised brow

"no"

"is it true?" I asked him

"whats true?"

"is everyone in slytherin a bad person, will I turn out to be a bad person?"

we sat there in silence, neither of us saying a word, until Malfoy stood up and reached his hand out for me "come on"

"what?"

"its past curfew, we have got to go to our dorms" he told me "before Filch the caretaker, and a squib, catch's us."

"Oh, okay"

He led me to the dungeons and to the entrance of our common room as he muttered a password.

"Salazar"

we walked in and he steered me up to where the dorms were, pointing at a specific door.

"Look for the empty bed, that is most likely yours, Good Luck Weasley". he said before entering the door opposite the Girls dormitories, I'm guessing thats the boys.

Next

[kate-read-that]

Everyone knows there's two groups in Scott's town: bikers and players. On one hand, bikers are a mess to be around: always looking for trouble, making noise, partying all over the city.... a mess. Th issue is, most have good grades and know enough about machines and motors and such to give classes to the mechanics from town.

On the other hand, players are nice looking, kind hearted, smart boys that never make a fuss and are always there to help the community however they can. Most are football players, runners and basketball players or all of those at the same time. They're a charm to be around, if you're lucky enough to get in their circle.

"Welcome to Pop's, please sit wherever, its early yet" says Peter to his friends, careful to keep equilibrium on his rollers.

"Thanks Mr, we'll take the same table we usually do" Steve laughs and goes sit at their usual table with the rest.

Serving the table next to them, pretty blond looks at Peter with adoration.

"Is Claire still trying to get you to ask her out, Peter" MJ asks, fully knowing the answer already. Peter whines.

"I've tried to discourage her in a million ways! I'm bi, but I'm not interested in her, I dont know why she doesnt get it!"

"Man shes hot and funny, what is there not to be interested about?" Sam asks, one broe arched in disbelief.

"If you like her, ask her out! That'll get her off me" Peter begs while writing down their orders, even thought theres no need.

They always order the same food and wait until Peter finishes his turn to go so something around the city, and tonight's no exception, until new company arrives.

The door opens to Tony S., major douchebag of the city, and his friends, the major dumbasses, Nat, Clint and Bucky B. Peter's friends instantly look awkward and pissed, and the other persons in the diner look at Tony's and his friends with dread. Who know what they might be up to. The fact that they cant be thrown off high school because his amazing grades pisses off a lot of people.

Peter swallows and calms himself. He hopes Tony wont cause problems in the diner, because that's the last thing he needs and tmhe really doesnt want to kick anyone out. Besides, he isn't sure how he would kick them out if he had to.

Despite his nervousness, he rolls to them and smiles politely: " Welcome to Pop's, please sit wherever, today is not as full"

"What about you sit on my lap, darling?" Tony claimed he was bi a long time ago; more than claimed, he was caught having sex with some guy under the major's statue. Peter counts to five so he doesnt reply to that.

"Choose whatever table you want, I'll go serve you right now" he then turns around to give the cooker his friends orders, hoping he doesnt look too startled.

Tony usually mocks them in high school, and they mock right back, but he has never said anything sexual to him. It's strange, thinking of him that way, like someone you can have sex with. Peter shakes his head and rolls back to Tony's table.

Nat and Clint are too busy signaling at each other to notice he's there, and Bucky is checking something on the other side of the diner. Peter is too shy to say something when no one is paying attention, so he waits until Tony tells his friends to shut up and order already because they're making Parker loose his time.

Peter looks at him surprised, but smiles and starts taking notes. Clint has a little bit problem to order, because his deaf and his parents couldnt teach him to talk until he got in school, but he manages. Peter likes Clint, he's nice and seems a good person, but he doesnt understand why he mixes with the rest.

Nat is adopted and she's always in trouble for this thing or the other, she's always quiet but when she talks is like she's always trying to test you, somehow. Bruce had to give her math classes for a while and he said she's actually not that bad, but she still scares Peter.

Buckys parents are cool, they let him leave alone, which sounds incredible, but hes always argues with teachers and missing class, and hes always inappropriate and rude to people.

And Tony's parents are as rich as it gets, but they like to live away from big cities so they're here until tony graduates. Peter doesn't know much about them, except that they no longer pick Tony up when he gets arrested so one of the members of their staff does it. His uncle Sam is a cop, and he says theres nothing sadder than parents that dont care about his son enough to get mad at him.

So Peter tries to be kind to them, but it's so hard when all they do is mock him and his friends. Besides, Tony always has the expression, like he's to good for everyone else! It drives Peter mad.

"I'm going to have the Burguer 6, with chips and a piece of that ass" Tony pretends to read seriously from the menu, but his friends dont laugh. Peter's tired of the jokes, but he needs the job and Tony is not going to ruin this for him.

"Sure thing, dude, maybe when hell freezes. What else?" The others do laugh this time, to Peter's confusion, and order their meals.

.....

"Dude he absolutely hates you" Bucky seems to find this hilarious, even though hes Tony's best friend and he should support him, dammit!

"Of course he had to wear shorts, not like I could keep my mind straight or something" Tony moans, watching Peter roll away like the cute doll he is.

"You're like an animal dude" Clint says, little sloppy but understandable.

"Pathetic" Adds Nat, as if Tony needed confirmation of the screw up.

"And besides, since when is your mind straight?" Bucky laughs at his own joke, like the idiot he is, Tony thinks, while checking the other side of the diner again.

"At least I dont stalk Rogers from here like some kind of pervert" Tony smiles wide at Bucky's affronted face, blushing and frowning. "Whatever".

"Dude, just tell him you're into him and ask him on a date, this suave shit is not your style" Clint signs, too tired to try and talk. Tony signs back "Suave is totally think you jerk!"

"Not when you care" Nat interrupts as direct as always, looking seriously at him. "Food here is good but if you did yourself a favor and went straight to it we wouldnt have to come here and hear you whine"

"Straight?" Bucky chimes again, entertained. Nat hits him in the back of the head "Idiot."

"I will, alright? I will"

Rught then, Peter comes back with their drinks and Tony leans back.

"I dont know what I like the most, you coming to me in those cute rolls or you going away in that killer short"

All his friends look at him exasperated, and Tony cant believe he actually said that to Peter. Hes never going to get a date with his cheesy fucking lines.

But Peter laughs. Not a big laugh, okay, but a short, cute one that he tries to hide.

"Maybe youd like me better without both, huh Tony?" He leans towards Tony a little, his hand on Tony's shoulder for a second.

Hes gone just as fast as he came, leaving the whole table shocked.

Tony knows he should close his mouth, but he cant believe Peter Parker just legit flirted back at him. What the hell? He needs a cold shower right now, and his friends need to stop looking at him.

"Did you pay him to say that or something" Tony knows Bucky is trying to be funny, but truth is he cant explain that act either, and when he looks at Nat and Clint for help, they're just staring at him like a third head just grew out.

...

Peter is hyperventilating.

"I cant believe I flirted back. What the hell is wrong with me?" His friends are looking at him like he just told them he likes to dance hula naked in december, and Peter cant blame them

"Huh, maybe the fact that you've had the hots for him for years?"MJs voice cuts the air. Peter looks at her in disbelief.

"I have not! He's arrogant and careless and despective and rude and..."

"And hot and intelligent and funny, in your opinion" MJ adds, smiling "I've seen you laugh at his jokes when you think no one is watching, and you cant deny hes hot and smary"

"Maybe you should date him"

"Dont be ridiculous, I'm leaning to girls in this period of my life. And he's into you, not me"

Peter couldnt believe MJ. He did not have the hots for Tony, and Tomy was not funny, not all the time anyway, and Tony Stark was not into Peter in any way, shape or form.

And yet he had felt so good flirting with him. Seeing his amazement when Peter had answered. For once, Tony was not in control of everything and playing his jokes, he was shocked.

And Peter did that to him.

So Peter decided, what the hell, let's try this out. If he ends up being an asshole, my friends will kick his ass for me.

"If you like him, go ahead, but he looks like too much trouble for me" Steve said, looking worried. He and Bucky had been childhood friends, but they bad separated later in life and Steve didn't like to be close to him or his friends, Tony included.

"Yeah, and if he's a jerk to you well talk to him" Sam smiled threatingly, clapping his hands.

"Nat is really nice to be around when you meet her" added a blushing Bruce, who had been crushing on the ginger since they met but was way too shy to say or do anything.

Peter kept working until he had to deliver Tony's food. He tried not to show he was nervous and he definitely didnt check his ass before going out the kitchen with the food.

"Number 6,8,12, and 3 for you guys, with chips for everyone and a piece of ass for Anthony" he looked at Tony intently, trying to guess his reaction. For a second Stark just stranded there, shocked, until he slapped Peter's ass so strongly all the diner turned around. Or maybe it was because Peter had let out the loudest moan a boy his size could produce.

Peter thought he was going to kill himself. What was that?? One thing is flirting,but that? He was so losing his job. Trying to keep as much dignity as he could, he said "That's more than a piece, and it hurt, you idiot" and he turned around and left, head high and eyes burning from shame.

....

Tony was going to kill himself.

"Dude, what the fuck? He was kidding you dumbass" Bucky, again, was laughing at him. Although this time Tony couldnt blame him, fuck it. What the hell was that?? It's not like Peter's bubble butt didnt deserve one or two good slaps, but Peter worked there!

On the other hand, how could have Tomy anticipated that Peter was going to react like that? That moan could have brought people from the death, nd it certainly brought some of Tony's parts as well.

"It seemed like he liked it" Nat said, like she was reading Tony's mind. She was trying to keep herself from laughing, while Clint signaled that he was scarred for life.

Tont got up without knowing what he was doing. People weren't looking directly anymore, but he knew they were still totally focused on his movements. He got in the staff room without problems. Apparently Claire was too shocked to say nothing about it.

As soon as he got in he saw Peter, sitting in a corner, head buried on his lap.

"Dude what the hell? Are you alright?" Tony rushed to him scared. Peter just laughed.

"You're kidding? I'm si getting fired after that. What the fuck, man? In which world is that an appropriate way of flirting?"

"So we were flirting?" Tony wanted to confirm, and he realized now he sounded like an ass.

"Oh my god you slapped my ass but you dodnt know we were flirting? Dude! You're all class arent you?" Peter frowned at him.

"Didnt seem like you cared" Tomy knew he was being a dick, but he couldnt help it when Peter was right there, all long legs and blushed and nervous and biting his goddamn lip making it even redder than usual. If possible, Peter got even more red. "I liked that a lot, but that doesnt mean you can do it in my job, you idiot"

"What about my place? When you finish here?" Tony knew he was going to be totally rejected after that but he had to try, right?

"Ah, no, I'm not letting you win after that. You're taking me on a date first, and if you behave I'll let you take me to your place and well see what happens" Peter said, knowing full well he was going to be ditched.

"Deal"

"Wait, you sirious?" Peter opened his eyes in disbelief.

"What, you're not?" Tony arched his brow.

"I am, I am. Okay, deal"

"Can I ask you something, before I leave?"

"What?"

"Would you wear those shorts to our date?"

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Misery Loves Company-part 2

This is Count Olaf

Don't be tricked by his aura of menace or unhinged hatred...he doesn't have everything under control now that Lemony snicket is dead. Why? Oh that's a simple question to answer...that's because the newest player of his twisted game, Violet Snicket, is the best parts of her mother and father combined into one.

Olaf soon realizes that breaking the Baudelaire boy was simple...but his sisters...they're tricky. But Olaf has a plan to make both Klaus' brave and down for murder baby sister, Sunny and his bold, protective, and tough older half sister, Violet fear him just like their brother does.

As he pursues these orphans and a few others he becomes more and more unhinged and desperate to finally seek his full revenge on the children of the people who wronged him. And although he isnt the happiest about Violets addition to his little game since shes making the game a lot harder for him to win..he has a few plans for her that she would rather avoid at all costs.

Just as Klaus and sunny Baudelaire have recruited new help, so has he. Olaf also has a few tricks up his sleeve that he believes will guarantee him what hes sought after for so long. Revenge

The game isnt over...not in the least...the death of Lemony Snicket did not end this homicidal maniac's thirst for revenge and fortune...if you ask Olaf... it's only just begun. The stakes are higher. The danger is dire. And he doesnt play by the rules...

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Olaf was grinning from ear to ear at the "little gift" Esme had caught for him. He looked down at a struggling Violet who looked back at him with daggers. This made him chuckle a bit. *Did she think she was scary? Did she think that looking up at him with those innocent blue eyes was going to make him show her any mercy?* She's been as much of a pain in his ass as her father. But...soon that will change. He tried to hide his excitement from Esme. How amazing was it that she got him his favorite little orphan.

Ignoring his excitement of having Violet as his captive, He was annoyed that the blasted bookworm and biting brat escaped again but...he'd make little Miss Snicket pay for that.

Violet continued to struggle and argue as Esme slapped a piece of tape on her mouth making Olaf smile down at Violet even more. It was like Violet was a wrapped birthday gift. A toy... that he can play with...a toy that he can break. A toy that he *will* break.

As he looked at her, he could see both Beatrice and Lemony within her. He wanted to break her like they broke him. He wanted her to suffer like hes been suffering all these years that Lemony was happily raising this pretty little girl and Beatrice was happily raising those other two brats and living the married life with Bertrand. *these children will pay for the sins of their parents*. For Olaf killing Lemony wasnt enough. He wanted those fortunes and he wanted all three of these brats to suffer. He will obliterate both the Snicket and Baudelaire line once and for all*.

He looked down again as he and Esme continued to push Violet's gurney through the halls of the hospital. She twisted her head left and right, her eyes becoming desperate with each passing second. Olaf couldnt tell if she was trying to get the attention of a passerby or hospital staff or if she were looking for those two other bratty orphans.

*if the bookworm was as smart as he thought he was. He would take that baby sister of his and get the fuck out. Leave little Violet behind.* Olaf thought as he smiled a Grinch-like smile as an idea formed in his head. *they're a nuisance...when united... but separated...they wont stand a chance!*

He doubted that Violet was going to get out of *this* one but he had an idea that might help him in the future if she does somehow escape.

Violet looked up at Olaf's eyes but this time he could see that behind the cold demeanor...was a scared little girl...she tried her best to glare but he can see the fear behind her eyes. This made him smile again. *Maybe we can work out a deal....* he thought as he began to tie in both of his ideas.

As he and Esme pushed the gurney into room 922, Esme began tightly tying Violet's arms and legs to the gurney. Olaf walked over to Violet once Esme was done. "I hope they were worth all of this..." he hissed in a tone that sent chills even down Esme's spine.

Violet continued to struggle trying to say something but she couldn't since Esme had taped her mouth shut. So she continued to glare at Olaf and Esme.

Olaf leaned down closely to Violet's face to the point where she could smell his rancid breath. "You shouldve learned from your dear father...when you fuck up my schemes...you feel my fire." He said using an exaggerated tone on the word "fire", causing Violet to struggle even harder. It seemed like she wanted to punch him. "But don't worry....my sweet...precious...little...Violet," he began as he stroked her cheek. She tried to move her face away from his hand but she was unsuccessful. "I know how to handle delinquent little orphans....just ask the bookworm." He said laughing as he turned away and began to walk out of the room with Esme. "But for you, my sweet, your punishment will be vastly fucking different than the bookworm's...that's for sure." He called to her as he closed the hospital room door and turned to the Henchperson of Indeterminate  Gender. "Do not let any unauthorized personnel into this room. Do you understand me?!" He barked at his henchperson who nodded immediately going back to reading their book.

Olaf began to head back Towards Babs office when Esme finally spoke up. "What did you mean by 'but your punishment will be vastly fucking different than the bookworm's'?" Esme asked glaring at Olaf

"Dont worry about it," Olaf replied back. "It doesnt involve you,"

"Excuse me...if you think for one second that I'm going to let you..." she began.

"Let's go find the other two brats before they find your precious sugar bowl," he replied immediately changing the subject to one he knows she'll never shut up about.

"Those mini coke snatching bitches better not touch my damn sugar bowl," esme hissed. "Or I'll cut them up worse than you cut up the bookworm with a fucking umbrella!"

"'Atta girl," Olaf said snickering to himself. "One down...two to go."