#im so glad for every angry sapphire

[stopbeingrude]

Hi guys , how are you doing ? I hope you had at least a decent day. I was really surprised by how many people were interested in my story. (blush) Im so glad As promised, here's chapter 2 ,, I like the rain, it always seemed like the only thing that was like me…" Chapter 2. ,,Thank you for being here" Juvia looked at the object in her hands that she found while packing for their trip to Tempeville. A tiny umbrella , white with smiling suns printed on it .She remembered vividly the exact moment Jerry had handed it to her. - "Here, this is for you, I couldn't bear to hear you whining anymore,"- said the golden-haired man, handing the little girl his gift. -'' I've told you many times, that in time you would be able to control the rain around you. It's normal for water to behave strangely around water mages, and I had a problem with it too….- said Jerry. The man thought for a moment, then added. -..I'm pretty sure I told you how I nearly drowned my ex girlfriend….I told you, right?.. "- little girl nodded-"...Of course I did…haha..If only you could see that bitc...yh...lady's face….Where was I at again?............Oh right!... If only you were just a bit more patient, little froggy.." -"I told you not to call me that, you dummy! "- shouted the seemingly angry Juvia. It was obvious that she wasn't angry, but if those were supposed to be birthday wishes , then that this old slacker could have tried a little harder. -''Oi! Brat....I'm trying my best to wish you a happy birthday and you act like this? -" What kind of birthday wishes are these supposed to be!?- the girl exclaimed. -..Unbelievable! Young people these days are so ungrateful….Ugh .."- he complained, but eventually gave up. -" Heh... Alright….Im sorry... Happy Birthday Juju…- he said with a grin. He couldn't stay angry with his baby for too long. - "...I wish you happiness, health,...I hope you'll grow up to be a decent and intelligent woman ... because remember this..., it's not how you look that counts, it's what's in your head…. - the man poked her forehead lightly, causing the girl to giggle. Despite the tough character of her ..guardian ...? I guess you could call him that… despite his difficult sense of humour and his biting remarks, she knew that she was important to him, just as he was important to her. He just had a strange way of showing affection... Juvia laughed lightly despite a few tears that flowed from her sapphire eyes. It was for moments like this , she's been able to endure the bullying of other children , she knew that every sad experience ended with a visit from Jerry. Every visit ended with one of his strange ideas that always put a smile back on her face, like that one time he took her out for hot dogs at 10pm. Juvia was never able to forget the look on the orphanage ladies' faces when Jerry walked her back at 1 am. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice when her fiancé appeared in their bedroom. -" I've never seen this one…"- he pointed at the umbrella- ''.. I'm guessing it's a special one then" -he stated, handing her tea. - "Thank you... "- she took a sip-"...Yes you're right... actually it was a present for my birthday. HE gave it to me…" After packing the last things, they both sat down on the bed. Neither of them was quite sure how to start a conversation. Gray didn't like the strange atmosphere that had prevailed in their apartment since yesterday. But most of all he did not like how distant Juvia seemed to be. That wasn't his Juvia. Devil Slayer rested his head on her shoulder. When Blue-haired woman began to gently stroke his hair, he immediately relaxed . He missed that... After what for him felt like ages , she decided to speak. -"Juvia is sorry that she didn't tell you anything...Juv….. I was just trying to forget about it... it's not like I don't trust you....Please don't be angry…"-she said in an uncertain voice. -"I'm not angry at you….I'm just a little disappointed...I thought you felt comfortable enough with me to tell me everything…"- he admitted. It was silly to admit , but he didn't

like the fact that Juvia wouldn't tell him something. He knew that everyone had the right to have their own secrets, but his desire to find out what was in her head was much stronger. After a while he decided to ask her more - "Is there anything else you haven't told me about yourself?" He needed to know. -" No. Everything else is true…About my childhood, about Phantom Lord...and mostly about my parents..." …………………………. -".........What happened to your parents...?"- he asked quietly. He contemplated for a moment whether he should ask her this question. After all, he didn't know what kind of reaction this would cause.. -" My mother died when I was about 2 years old.... I don't know who my father was... Jerry said he never met him…about my mother.."- Juvia looked as if she was thinking very hard about something, and after a moment she added-"..Jerry once told me that even she couldn't remember who he exactly was….not that she cared about it or about being pregnant …"- said Juvia weirdly. Wait , what? -"..L-let me get this straight…...you're trying to tell me….that she didn't really care that she got pregnant...and that she wasn't even trying to look for your father? ' Wait, what !?' -….ymm... that's....." - the man persistently tried to choose the right words. He did not want to offend his fiancée's mother by any means (If not for her , Juvia wouldn't be there in the first place, so she obviously deserved to be at least respected)....But everything Juvia had mentioned sounded...How to put it?...Concerning? -" It's not normal... I know... you don't have to hold back Darling- she said with a slight smile- "Her name was Eliana and apparently she was always like...that..., she was...well DIFFERENT.."- that's how Jerry would always describe her-"....She didn't really care about anything, she didn't talk too much, she rarely showed any kind of emotion....She was one big secret, even for him. Juvia never fully got it. Why would she be like that with the person she supposedly was…… ..ymm…..Close.?"- he didn't miss the way she said the last word, but he kept quiet about it. After all ,the relationship between two strangers wasn't his business. Gray decided to change the subject a bit. -"You know..., I think it's really great of him to take care of both of you.…"-despite the fact that the night before Gray had felt a lot of anger towards the aforementioned man, right now he was grateful that he had taken both ladies under his care.- "He must have been an amazing person. It really sounds like you are telling me about some hero or saint"- ice mage smiled - "He was "- said blunette with a smile - "I will always be grateful to him...But Saint ? No, no ,no...That's probably too much of an exaggeration." - she added with a giggle. Gray was glad that she was laughing again, he couldn't help but laugh a little too. They are slowly returning to normalcy... - "He was the laziest, most stubborn man you could find on this planet….He was untactful , brutally honest and worst of all, sometimes he could be so awfully mean and grumpy , especially when it was Tuesday...Juvia never got that...why Tuesday?….Dear God , he could be so unbearable...."- Juvia stopped for a moment, then smiled playfully.- "Honestly you two are pretty similar in that case" - "Ekhem....So.. you're suggesting that I'm mean and grumpy ? Oh ..Alright... I'll remember that when you want something from me..."- Gray said, pretending to be offended and trying hard not to smile. Juvia laughed loudly, then wrapped her arms around his neck and placed a sweet kiss on his lips. After Jerry disappeared, she was sure she would never get attached to anyone again. She didn't want to suffer more. But as we all know, life likes to surprise us, and "never" is not eternal. First she met Gajeel , with whom, by some strange coincidence, she found a connection. Funny, considering how different they were. Even then a quiet voice in her head, similar to Jerry's, whispered to her to not get too attached….that it didn't make sense. On that day, for the first time in her

life, she decided to ignore it, and thanks to that, she gained a wonderful friend. The same situation happened again after she met Gray and Fairy tail. The insistent voice kept reminding her of the past. 'Just because you've miraculously found a friend who hasn't left you, doesn't mean that it will happen again...' 'So what if he stopped your rain, one day you'd be able to deal with it by yourself…..Besides, don't you remember what happened the last time you felt something for a guy? It's just stupid, meaningless crush, just get over it....' But as time passed and she became more and more attached to the guild mates, more and more in love with Gray..... The voice in her head gradually faded and after a while the only sound she heard was the laughter of her loved ones. Despite the suffering of the past, Juvia no longer regretted anything. She would go through it even 100 more times, just to be happy with her new family. -"Oi ! - she felt Gray lightly tap her nose- Juvs don't fall asleep, we have a train in about two hours….. Remember? "- he asked amused - "You're right! Juvia's sorry, she got lost in her thoughts…" ****************************************** - "Are you going on a mission ?" asked Mira Jane cheerfully, as the couple informed her of their departure. Gray didn't necessarily want to share with her the reason for their trip. After all, it was a rather sensitive topic. - "Yyyy it's more like..... a..vacation...?...Right Juvia?"- he turned to his fiancée - "Oh!....Yes, yes..."- nodded the woman. The barmaid looked at them with a huge smile. She still couldn't quite believe that these two were finally together.… - "In that case I wish you a wonderful time, lovebirds" - she giggled as she saw them both turning red. - "Ooh vacation? That's awesome, wish you a great time guys." -they heard Lucy's voice behind them. - "They are such a beautiful couple."- added Erza proudly-" I can't believe that our Gray has grown so much..I hope you'll have an amazing vacation." - '"I also wish you an amazing time'' -said Wendy happily. -Ohhh..young love…- sang Happy, flying over their heads. - " And where are you two going anyway?"- asked Natsu curiously while finishing his lunch. - "We decided to visit my hometown,"- said Juvia. Her friends didn't need to know more... - "Oh cool..Where is it?" -continued Natsu. He never really thought much about where his guild-mate came from.. -" I don't think that's your business Flame-brain. Besides you probably wouldn't know where it is anyway." -said Gray, slightly annoyed. He was slowly starting to get on his nerves. Why does Natsu always have to meddle in things that are not his own? - "I asked Juvia ,not you Icy-pants" said Natsu teasingly. Jeez what's wrong with Droopy eyes today , he just asked a simple question. - "Calm down both of you "- said Lucy. She didn't like where this conversation was going. -'' Lucy is right, there is no point in arguing....Natsu if you really want to know, Juvia was born in the town of Tempeville, in the south - said Juvia, trying to calm down quickly. - "Oh, I've never heard of that place," Natsu said, surprised. Looks like there's a lot of towns he didn't know about. - "See, I told you so,"- said Gray. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have a train to catch. So let's get going… - "Hey Lucy, Happy, let's go with them...I'd like to see what that place is like "- said Natsu suddenly, dragging the blonde with him. His girlfriend looked at him in horror. 'Natsu, what are you thinking? Are you trying to ruin their trip?' - "The hell?! "- shouted Gray. And then he thought that everything was going well…'Please no….' - "Natsu, that's their private vacation! "- exclaimed Lucy, knowing very well that they should leave the couple alone- "Besides, they said they have a train coming soon!" -"Then let's go , we have to get ready quickly…...!" "LEAVE US ALONE !!' - desperate Gray shouted as loud as he could, unintentionally focusing the attention of practically the entire guild. They all looked at him, disapproval clearly written on

their faces. - "Gee..Buddy..you don't have to be so rude," - said Max. - "My God… what's with you?- whispered Lisanna - "Exactly Gray, what kind of behavior is that? "- Erza asked in a stern tone- "If you don't want Natsu to come with you, just tell him politely. The Devil Slayer wanted to disappear... It wasn't supposed to be like this. He turned his gaze towards his fiancée, silently asking for any kind of rescue. However, he was met with the same horrified gaze. After a moment, the girl bowed her head slightly and said to the rest of the guild. -"Everyone , please forgive us, especially Gray. I don't know what's going on with him lately...." - ' Huh ?'- Gray must have heard that wrong….There is no way... -"....He's been very tired and stressed lately, probably because of work, that's why we decided to go on vacation…..Juvia didn't know what to do...." said Juvia, brilliantly pretending to be distraught. 'Stop making me out to be some kind of aggressive freak,' Gray shouted in his mind 'Juvia is sorry but this is kinda your fault'- thought blunette , while taking a look at her lover. - "Relax Juvia, you don't have to apologize to us... To be honest Natsu tried to force his way into your trip" - said Lucy, looking at her partner with an annoyance. - Sorry Juvia….-said the pink haired boy meekly-"...but the ice princess can kiss my ass. I won't apologize to him.." -he added quietly. - "It honestly sounds like an excuse to leave you alone so you can shag in peace" -said Cana under her breath. She wanted to add something else but then she felt a murderous gaze of the black-haired man and decided to shut up. -"True!"- added Gajeel, receiving a look full of indignation from his best friend. -"That's so MANLY" - "How could you blame them though….." -laughed Macao. -"GOODBYE !" - shouted Fullbuster blushing furiously ,as he headed straight to the door, dragging his equally embarrassed lover with him. As they walked towards the train station, dragging their suitcases behind them, blunette suddenly asked… - "Did you really do this...to be all alone with me....?" asked Juvia innocently. Oh how she loved teasing him like that... -"JUVIA ?! "- At this point Gray was close to having a heart attack. A very amused girl could not stop laughing for a while , until they got on the train and they sat down in one of the wagons. Their journey has just begun. ****************************************** Very random/ unnecessary bonus . Remember this, Lovelies! Never doodle under the influence of alcohol, you will get wierd ideas lol. ,, Do you see this sh*t Juvia? People are fighting over fictional characters… Humanity really is getting dumber and dumber...."

[spacecadetal]

fireworks

kakashi hatake/fem!reader

word count: 2774 warnings: descriptions of violence, descriptions of blood, descriptions of killing, alcohol use author notes: i wanted to write something a little different than i usually would i kinda got a little tired of my wips lol

the first time i saw him, i was eight years old with a shy curiosity about the world. long story short, his shoulder collided with my own. he wasn’t watching where he was going and neither was i, the hard jolt gave me such a fright that i yelled at him to watch where he was going. i had too much pride to admit i was at fault, lost in a daydream once again. he shared my reaction and my sentiment. saying i should watch myself too with great annoyance in his tone. i scoffed, he huffed, we went our separate ways.

i had always heard his name but never connected the dots until i was much older but still not much wiser. he was a prodigy, i was painfully just above average. as a bright eyed genin, i was out in the world and only starting to understand the true meaning of the path i chose at the naive age of six. his squad was babysitting my own on a mission. his mentor stands next to mine and introduces us and my face sours immediately. unlike him i don’t have a mask to hide it. he avoids me for the whole mission but his teammates are nice.

his red eye was making waves around the world, he was a myth and enemies across the land waited in anticipation for the day to come where they could finally see it in the flesh. great gain had come with great loss, i’m sure he wishes the second hand eye was back with its original owner. i remember the first time i saw him lift up his headband and expose it to the world. the blood red eye and it’s black swirls, chills shoot down my spine like pins and needles. engaging with an enemy was pure violence, animalistic and messy yet he made it seem so graceful. 

the pines and the dark forest disappear before my eyes; now he stands on a wooden stage with his foe, dancing under a spotlight. every dodge and weave is smooth and flawless. his strikes felt as natural and as quick as a snake striking at its prey. i watch his performance with a disregard for my own safety and when the last of our enemies hit the dirt, i wait for him to bow. instead he shakes the blood off his kunai and the famous eye is tucked away under his headband. i think i fell in love with him that afternoon.

the girl who died, her name was rin and that one time her team babysat mine, she braided my hair by a campfire and said i had a pretty name. she didn't deserve to die. they whisper about him when he walks by, terrible nasty things. but i smile at him, wave to him when i see him and hope it makes him feel less alone in the world. he sees it and he averts his gaze without reply or acknowledgement. rejection makes my chest tighten, if only slightly. naturally i assume he doesn’t like me, maybe he doesn’t like anyone. 

i'm in a village with my squad for a mission, it’s small but the green tea in the wooden cup and the smell of rabbit stew on the stovetop makes me feel at home. the excited teenage boy asks me about the things i've seen. the only thing he knows is chopping wood and shearing sheep. he asks me about a rumour he’s heard by a traveller about the boy that conjures lightning in his hand, he asks me if i've seen it before in the flesh. i smile and nod and confirm that i have. he asks me to describe it. i don't know how to at first.

first, you hear the static snapping and popping and it captures your attention instantly. then the pale blue light grows bigger and bigger in his hand, it takes on a life of its own and i won’t lie and say that it doesn’t make my heart beat out of my chest but he tames it like a wild beast, he has complete control. if you stand off to the side, you can watch the show. lightning surrounds him but he is never burnt. he’s like a god when he strikes, i've never seen something so terrifying but beautiful. he's beautiful. but i don’t tell the teenage boy that and i dont tell him that sometimes the loud crackle of his chidori haunts me when im alone. 

when i'm a chunnin, i feel much older than i am. it's not due to the title of my rank but because i keep plunging my kunai into grown men’s hearts and have to pretend it doesn’t faze me to see blood squirting from punctured arteries. i don't see him around the village much anymore. he lives in the darkness, in the shadows but sometimes he comes out into the light. he's grown so much older and taller and i think he looks handsome in his gear. toned arms and biceps and that tattoo on his left upper arm, the one that tells the world where his loyalties lie. walking past him, i prepare to feel the chill of his icy demeanor but i say his name, wave and smile. the only one of his eyes that sees the world widens and the veins of his arms bulge at my greeting, i can’t see his hands because they’re stuffed in his pockets. he always looks away but this time, for the smallest of seconds, he nods in my direction and then he is gone.

when the nine tailed beast attacks the village, i am kept away from the battle in a forest with the rest of the ninja around my age. he’s there, standing by his friend who talks and talks. i like his friend, he always greets me with enthusiasm. i try to ignore the sounds of my village being destroyed and the screams of the unfortunate dying people as i am powerless to do anything. my eyes move on their own in his direction only to find he has the same idea. for a moment, air leaves my lungs and i nod politely before i look away. his eyes meet mine one, two, three times. that night my home was buried under a mountain of rock and rubble and he lost the last person that knew the true extent of the damage this world had inflicted on him. 

the elderly lady at the stall with the hair clips told me i've grown into a beautiful young lady and i blush at her comment and insist it isn’t so. she tells me i must have a lot of boys' attention and i buy the deep blue hair clip with the faux sapphire gem. it stands out in my dark hair. it's been a long time since my house was crushed and a long time since he’s sat in the dango store with his friends but here’s there when i walk by. the compliment has me on cloud nine and i'm glad he’s not alone anymore. i smile at the group, say ‘ hey guys ’ and wave. for a millisecond my eye catches his as i'm walking by and my mind plays tricks on me. i think i see his cheeks tinge red.

kurenai came up to me one summer's morning and asked if i was attending the festival. i told her i was but likely alone. maybe i wasn’t such a pretty girl, no fish ever nibbled on the hook of the fishing pole i cast into the waters. her boyfriend looked bored as we spoke and her crimson eyes smile when she brings up the boy with the silver hair’s name, pretending she doesn’t notice my breath hitch for the slightest of moments. ‘ you should ask him, he’s not going with anyone either ’ she tells me and then she drags her boyfriend away. i sit alone on the cliffs for an hour thinking it through, my knees up to my chin as i wonder why she would suggest such a thing. iwashi is pissed that i'm twenty minutes late to meet up with them.

his group joins up with mine hours later and i greet him as i always do. he stands off to the side and plays with his hands and every time i catch his eye he looks as if he wants to say something to me. they say love feels like butterflies but when my eyes meets his, those butterflies turn into angry bees. i want to say something to him too, ask him where his friend got the idea that i should ask him to go with me but the bees within me sting and their venom prevents me from opening my mouth. i avert my gaze and pretend to listen to genma when he talks about his favourite order of ramen. 

we all part ways but we’re together again within the hour and i'm waiting nervously at the spot kurenai told me to come back to. my yukata is the colour of lapis and white periwinkles decorate the sleeves and i wonder if i look plain compared to the girls around me dressed in passionate pinks, gentle purples, and bold reds. he doesn’t see me at first but i see him. his yukata is dark grey with light thin stripes and it compliments his bright silver hair wonderfully. it’s the first time i've seen his hair down and his long strands are wild and stick out all over the place, i think i fall in love with him all over again. hes alone and i don’t dare to approach but he finally sees me. he waves, i nod. he's so handsome that i can’t stand to look at him so i don’t.

it’s dark and explosions of many colours light up the sky. i'm so distracted by the loud boom echoing off the hills and the blue, red, white and green lights on a black landscape that i don’t notice he's standing right beside me watching it too. knuckles lightly brush against my own, my chest tightens at the sensation. it’s distracting enough that i tear my eyes away from the sky show. they’re as wide as a possum when i meet his gaze. he doesn’t say anything, he just stares for a moment before he looks back at the fireworks. it was an accident and i forgive and forget but then his fingers awkwardly hook around my own, clinging for dear life. i cannot look, i cannot think nor speak. i hold my breath and blink rapidly while i cling onto his fingers just as tightly. when the fireworks are finished, we consider each other in silence for a minute. his hand leaves mine and we part ways without a word.

every time i see him, i see fireworks and feel the ghost of his fingers wrap around my own. he acknowledges me and we’re rarely left alone around each other; when we are we do not speak of it. we lean against a railing side by side and watch our friends fool around. courageously i say to him that the weather is nice today and he nods in agreement before his friend calls him over. when he leaves my side, his knuckles brush past mine once more. i jump in surprise and tell myself it was another forgivable accident but then he glances back at me as he walks away and i can’t be too sure. 

i am frozen still in a shrub waiting for the enemy to pass by. the sound of my heartbeat in my ears is so loud but suddenly it is replaced with the familiar crackle of electricity that haunted my dreams for the longest of times. when i turn around i see a man gasping for life, holding on tightly to the kunai i imagined would have been plunged into the nape of my neck if it wasn’t for the ball of lightning sizzling away in his chest. the man’s body drops to the ground and i finally see him standing there in the man’s place, his lower arm is soaked with blood from the fatal strike. he takes my hand and helps me onto my feet. that famous red eye is hiding behind a porcelain hound mask and he asks me if i'm okay. i assure him i am and thank him, he nods his head in reply and walks away. i don’t mind that he’s left my hand stained with our enemy’s blood. 

when i am given the rank of jonin i am months away from being twenty. i’m not allowed to drink just yet but my older friends buy bottles of sake to share in the park and i accept the invitation without giving it much thought. it’s sweet on my tongue and goes down smoothly, the aftertaste reminds me of potatoes for some strange reason i can’t put my finger on. i drink and i drink until half a bottle is gone and my cheeks are red and i laugh too loudly at asuma’s lame jokes. the stars are beautiful tonight but they just look like streaks of light in my blurry vision. i lay in the grass, my head feels light and my stomach slightly churns. out of nowhere he is in my line of sight, standing over me with a touch of concern on the features that aren’t hidden away. he asks me if i'm okay and i say i'm just fine and i think to myself that i'm glad to see him. 

when he takes me home, he lectures his friends that i'm too young to get drunk and they reply that i'll be old enough in a couple of months and it doesn’t make that much of a difference. he doesn’t mind my drunken babbling and how my head leans on his shoulder as we walk slowly through the dimly lit streets. his grip around my waist is tight and i try not to say something foolish like the way he fights is a form of art or that i want him to hold my hand again. he drops me off at the door and leaves once i am inside safely. i pass out that night thinking of the ways i want to be his.

i am twenty one when he leaves the anbu and i see him on the streets alone. his nose is in a book and he doesn’t notice as i walk by. i fight the urge to turn around and ask him how he’s going, i’ll be late to meet up with my old squad to train if i do. later when i walk home, i stare off into the distance and think about making dinner and sharpening my collection of kunai when i collide with something hard. i jump out of fright at the impact, ready to snap when two hands land on my shoulders to secure me in place. we’re not kids anymore and he smiles at me and apologises even when i'm at fault. i ask him how he’s been and he says he’s been just fine. he walks me home and we talk about missions and his new role as a squad leader. on my doorstep he says he’ll see me around and then he is gone and i am left greedily wanting more of his time.

one day when we are standing alone he tells me he is in love with me. it is is out of the blue and i brush it off with laugher, telling him he couldn’t possibly be; he takes my hand in his and insists it’s true. he tells me that he has been since the moment i collided with him in the street when he was ten years old. that when the world was unkind to him, i provided enough kindness to keep him going, all in a smile and a greeting. it is everything i have wanted to hear and more. the angry swarm of bees are back and i am stung over and over again. he can tell that i'm paralysed so his lips fall gently onto mine and it allows me to say the things i cannot utter out loud. my eyes are closed and i can see the very same fireworks from the night our fingers touched. when he breaks away from me he says we should get out of here and wordlessly i agree. we walk in the streets of the village and i am unsure of the destination he has in mind. his fingers are wrapped around mine.

[huskyvoicedphil]

All of the Steven universe asks

oh shit this is gonna be a long one bc i can’t stop myselfadjkadj

Steven - Would you concider yourself a good friend? How has yourway of treating friends and other people changed over time?

I’m not trying to be an arrogant bitch but i think i really am agood friend. For me, the most important thing about relationships with peopleis to be kind so i didn’t change that. But i am still trying to learn that noteverybody worth it...

Garnet - What do you look for in a partner? Are you in arelationship right now? What is really important to you in a relationship?

I’m not in a relationship right now. What do i look for in apartner hm... I just want that person to love me tbh? To care about me and tonot lie about anything. No secrets, no games, no running away. Idk this wasdramatic lol

Pearl - Name five things you love about yourself and yourpersonality and five things you hate

5 things i love about myself:

i care about what’s happening in this world

my taste in music and books

im probably the most helpful person in this world...

my lips (i know weird but...)

im ambitious

5 things i hate about myself:

overthinking 

drama queen

i can love or hate people so easily

i trust everybody in 0.0003 seconds 

my impatience :(

Amethyst - How is the relationship of you and your body? Do youhave self-esteem issues? How do you cope with that?

I hate my body and i have self esteem issues since i was 5. It’seasy, i can’t cope...

Bismuth - What are your morals? What do you concider right orwrong? What is something you could never do because it would hurt your moralviews?

 I could never pretend something that im not for earning/winning something. My family is so important to me so i would never leave them for anything.

Connie - What are/were you like as a student? In which subjectsdo/did you have difficulties? Which do/did you love?

Iliked maths, biology, chemistry and english when i was in highschool! I reallyhated physics and i had difficulties in it. I was such a nerd. I still am anerd... You know that student that you only talk to them bc you want them to tell you about a subject... yeah. I was that student but i was happy

Peridot - What fandoms are you into? Do you own any merchandise?Do you draw fanart sometimes or do you even write fanfiction?

A lot of fandoms, i don’t post about every fandom im in though.Phandom (obvi), ryden, spn fandom and esp destiel, glee fandom, hp fandom,doctor who fandom. I also like skins, marvel movies, ahs etc. but i can’t sayim in those fandoms. Oh and also a whore for emo bands, not a surprise. I can’tdraw shit but im good at writing. I wrote fanfics before but in my nativelanguage. Id like to write phanfics but i dont think im not good enough atenglish for that.

Lapis - How do you feel about your past and your past-self? Doyou easily let go of bad memories or is moving on hard for you?There are things i miss about my past self. But also there arethings im so glad that i rid of them. Unfortunately i can’t let go of badmemories. I always move on, i do, but i can never let them go. I move on butsomethings change. I know i can’t be the same and its what makes you “you”.

Jasper - Are you hard on yourself? Do you push yourself to getbetter and better? How much do you care about your health?I amhard on myself and i used to be harder. I always push myseif to get better butonly if i want to. Not for anyone else but me. I don’t know if it is a bad or agood thing but yeah... I can’t say i care about my health. I alwayscare about other people more. 

Ruby - What do you usually get angry about? How do you expressanger?

I can get angry about a lot of things but most of the time idon’t express. I can’t stand injustice. If i witness that, i can’t stop myself.I usually try to talk to people about why it made me angry and why what theydid was bad. If they continue doing what they did, sometimes i yell at theirfaces and feel bad for the rest of my life. I also get mad at people that doesnteven know me that well for telling me what to do. I feel so happy about advicesbut not about people that saying they know everything.

Sapphire - Do you tend to overthink and overanalyze things and seeproblems everywhere? How do you cope with stress?

I do overthink and overanalyze, i hate that about myself. Im notgood at coping with things but i try to distract myself with music, youtube and movies. Writing also helps a lot. I don’t see problems everywhere. I do worry about a lot of things but im not trying to find a thing to be upset. But if something happens and makes me sad i go crazy and become a drama queen for a week about it. This is what overthinking makes me do.

Rose - Name your favorite animals and plants. Do you have anypets or plants?

I love doggos. Every kind of dogs. Big dogs, small dogs, smiley dogs, sad dogs, black dogs brown dogs white dogs light brown dogs... I also love cats!!!! and monkeys. I know trees are not like a plant but adsfjfn i like trees. Oh I like cherry trees!!!! Sadly i dont have any pets or plants but we have a garden so there are a lot of flowers and fruit trees there !!

Greg - What music do you like? Any favorite genre, bands orsingers? Name your current favorite song

I love rock, pop-rock, classic rock, alternative rock, pop, some indie, some metal and some k-pop. I also have a thing for jazz but i listen to it randomly.  I can’t choose a fav band but Queen and Panic!at the disco have my heart forever. I like a lot of singers but i don’t have a spesific fav one.Maybe melanie martinez and lady gaga. My current favorite song is “look what you made me do” by taylor swift bc i can’t stop listening to it and also memes for that song are great.

OKAY HERE WE GO THIS IS TOO LONG BUT IT WAS SO MUCH FUN SO thank you for asking anush

[lukeysgirl]

Relentless | Calum Hood Series Pt.5

                                                 Part F I V E 

Request: Being the cousin of Ashton Irwin was exciting, especially when invited to their tour to hang out with his best friends. You found yourself becoming fond of Calum Hood, who finds you annoying from your constant appearance. But what would happen if you stopped giving him that attention?

Word Count: 3k+

A/N: let’s reach for 100, as usual! i really hope you guys enjoy this part as well (bc i kinda really like this part). im so happy to write this series and it makes me happy that ya’ll totally encourage me on it!! 

Parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. [DONE]

                                                  I M A G I N E 

Helsinki, 18:28 P.M. (last day in Finland, concert day)

“Where the fuck is it?” Calum growled, throwing Ashton’s clothing up in the air as he dug through his things. You watched in fear as Michael, Luke, and Ashton watched with you. 

“Calum, calm down,” Luke begins, casually shoving his hands in his pockets. “We’ll find it, we just have to do it in a more civilized way.”

“Yeah, like stop fucking rummaging through my fucking shit for a moment!” Ashton yells, picking up his shirts and pants and folding them quickly and sloppily. You quickly rush to his aid, folding the clothing nicely and neatly on the bed for him. “Thanks, Y/N.”

“It’s no problem,” you say with a nod, folding his clothing while the boys deal with the abruptly angry Calum. 

“I need my fucking pick, Ashton!” Calum roared, emptying Ashton’s luggage completely. “I swear to god, if you’re fucking hiding it somewhere--”

“Why the fuck would I hide your lucky pick, Calum?” Ashton countered, refusing to take Calum’s wild assumptions. “Unlike you, I’m not a huge dickhead!” Calum turned over at Ashton and gave him a sour look. 

“Guys, cool it,” Luke began, stepping in between the two before something got out of hand. Luke nodded at Ashton before turning around to look down at Calum. “It might be with the rest of the equipment, okay? So let’s relax and stop harassing Ashton’s luggage.” 

“Thanks, Luke,” Ashton agreed, nodded at him before grabbing the rest of his clothing to fold. “You can stop now, Y/N. I’ll ask someone to do it for me since we have to go rehearse and prepare for the concert.” 

“Okay.” Obliging, you let go of Ashton’s shirt in the middle of folding and began for the door. The other boys exited quickly, but Calum was a little behind from the guys. You quietly approach behind him and sigh a bit. 

“I’ll help you find the--” you began softly, approaching your hand to hold his shoulder. But Calum quickly swatted it away, feeling the abrupt impact on your forearm. 

“I don’t need your fucking help!” Calum hissed. “Just do me a favor and leave me the fuck alone today.” You felt a little defeated, dropping your hand as your heart sank into your stomach. 

“But what about yesterday?” You whispered, fondly recalling the sick Maori boy give you a hug in gratitude for taking care of him. 

“Nothing happened yesterday,” Calum said coolly, opening the door and stepping into its frame. “So shut up already and hurry up.” With that, Calum rushed out of the suite and left you feeling a little torn. 

‘Thank you for choosing to stay with me.’ How can he say that and claim it was nothing? You felt the strong urge to cry, but you didn’t want Ashton and the other boys to see it. But you felt a little defeated after yesterday’s win. Did Calum really think nothing of it? You willingly stayed for him instead of watching Michael show off his amazing guitar skills.

“Y/N!” A voice interrupted your thoughts as Michael Clifford stood in the doorway of the suite. “What’re you standing around for? C’mon then!” 

“I’m going!” You insisted, smiling as Michael went and wrapped his arm over your shoulder. He walked the both of you out and closed the door behind you two before leading you down the hallway. Guards quickly surrounded you as you all entered the elevator and began descending the floors. 

“Is everything alright?” Michael asked softly as the elevator was taking you down. “You held back a bit and I got a bit worried.”

“It’s alright, I was just double checking to make sure I had everything I needed,” you lied, patting your pocket with your key card, phone, and wallet.

“Rad,” Michael said, taking your lie with a polite smile. 

“Hey, can I ask you something?” You began as the elevator finally came to a stop and the doors opened. The guards led you out of it as several screaming fans came into sound. 

“Shoot,” Michael said in your ear. 

“What does Calum’s pick look like?” You pondered into Michael’s ear. 

“Oh, it looks just like the rest of ours,” Michael began, shifting into his pocket to reveal a black pick with his printed name and signature engraved in gold. “The rest of us don’t use ours as often, but Calum uses his every single performance.” 

“So it’s gonna have ‘Calum Hood’ and his signature?” You asked for confirmation. 

“Yeah, his signature is just his first name and a smiley face beside it,” Michael mused, having you giggle as the two of you were finally led outside to the black Jeep awaiting you. 

“Sorry for holding you guys back!” You apologized, going in first as Michael let you. You were in the back now between Michael and Ashton as Calum and Luke took the middle seats already. Calum scoffed a bit as the car was turned on and began pulling away from the hotel and mob of fans. 

You all made it to the stadium in which the concert was being held, having you completely breathless and awestruck from the largeness of it. Fans were waiting behind the bars at the entrance, having the boys get out of the car first to greet the fans. But you were a little hesitant, as they were not your fans and didn’t exactly know who you were. 

“C’mon now,” Ashton asked, offering his hand to you to help you out of the car. 

“I’m a little scared, you guys are greeting them right now...”

“Yeah well, when else are you gonna come out the car and watch us practice?” Ashton humored, having you giggle before taking his hand and exiting the car. “Just stay next to me, alright? All you need to do is smile and say hi.” 

“Okay...” you say with uncertainty in your voice. Leaving the car, you were introduced to multiple fans screaming the boys’ names and pleading for autographs. But you listened to Ashton and followed him, watching as he signed pictures and took photos.

“How’re you guys today?” Ashton asked them, receiving multiple excited responses in return. “I don’t think you guys have met her just yet, but this is my cousin, Y/N. She’s the ‘mystery girl’ that’s been joining us on our tour.” You blushed a bit before waving sheepishly. The fans went insane and offered hugs to you. 

“Were you the one who took care of Calum?” One of them chirped, having you gulp while your heart raced. 

“How’d you hear about that?” 

“Michael tweeted yesterday about it!” Another one informed. Damn, you thought. I really should get on Twitter more. 

“Uh, yeah, I did take care of him last night,” you admitted shyly, receiving a lot of ‘thank you’ and ‘yay’ from the fans as you took several photos and spoke with a lot of them. Ashton smiled warmly at the interactions as you resumed greeting. 

“Okay boys, let’s go,” one of the executive managers called out, having all of you hurry up the greetings as you went to enter the stadium with the boys. As you did, you glanced over to see Calum at your right, looking distantly with a frown as the entrance was finally closed behind you. 

“Y/N, come look at my guitar!” You were summoned by Michael, who was on stage for soundcheck. The other boys were doing the same, but Michael was the only one with his guitar plugged in to play aloud. 

“Its very lovely,” you comment, staring at the shiny, sapphire guitar that Michael was holding. He smiled widely, having you smile in return. 

“Sit over here,” Michael urged, grabbing your hand to sit you on the large amplifier nearby. Crossing your legs a bit, you watched as Michael plugged in his guitar to it and began to play. He was strumming the chords to Lost Boy.

“Oh my gosh!” You freaked out, feeling the loudness from your bottom as the loud sound sent vibrations from below. Michael began laughing out loud as he started playing the pre-chorus. 

“I’m coming because I need to find you!” Michael began to sing, dancing around you as you contorted your body to keep your eyes on him. “Is anybody there, who can rescue somebody like me? ‘Cos I’m just waiting for somebody like you, somebody like you-- without you I’m a lost boy!” He stopped playing, allowing you to sit there and applaud him. 

“That was amazing!” You entertain, smiling widely as Michael bowed and smiled in return. He put his guitar behind his back and went to pick you up. “Michael-- Michael!” You shouted, playfully hitting his back to have him put you down. 

“I’m just so glad you liked it!” Michael cheered, hugging your thighs tight as he spun you in circles. The two of you laughed so hard as Michael stopped due to himself getting wildly dizzy. 

“Hey.” Michael turned you both around to see a hotheaded Calum stare at the both of you sternly. “D’you mind not distracting Michael, Y/N? We have a show to practice for.” Slowly, Michael put you down as the both of you stared at Calum sheepishly. Luke and Ashton were looking over, too, giving you sympathetic stares as you slowly began to trot off stage. 

“M’sorry, boys...” you whispered shyly as you led yourself off the stage and off to backstage where the team was working to make the concert perfect. Shoving your hands into your pockets, you glance back to see Michael yelling at Calum with inaudible words. Calum stuck with his moody face as he let Michael yell his words. You widened your eyes at the realization as to why Calum was this upset. 

So, you set yourself on a mission to find Calum’s pick to change his mood. 

19:54 P.M.

Where can this pick be? You’d been searching restlessly around backstage to find Calum’s pick. You’ve been searching box after box, lifting several wires, and even asked around for the small object. But still, you were stumped with no leads whatsoever. Especially with backstage being so dim, there was no way that you were going to find that pick with ease. 

“Y/N!” You heard your name suddenly called. You rose from the ground where you were searching around a pile of aux cords and turned to see Ashton smile down at you. He was already styled hair and clothe-wise, and had his earpiece in his ear. 

“Ash!” You say excitedly. “A few minutes ‘til the show, eh? Are you nervous?” 

“Just a bit, but that’s the usual adrenaline from excitement!” Ashton mused, smiling as the sold-out stadium roared the bands name. “It’s always so amazing to perform in front of people who support us completely.” 

“I can’t even manage it,” you say, smiling at how fond Ashton was with the fans and how they stand behind his career. “Where are the other boys?” 

“They’re standing at left wing over there.” Ashton pointed at the boys, which caught their attention and had Luke and Michael wave at you happily. Calum was looking distantly at the crowd, seeming bothered by something that you figured was his missing lucky pick. 

“Mm, and you get on stage first right?” You asked, receiving a nod from Ashton. You anxiously wanted the show to begin already so you can look for Calum’s pick. “That’s rad.”

“Uh, Y/N?” Ashton began, having you look up into his hazel eyes. “Why are you looking for Calum’s pick so hastily? He has another pick, he doesn’t need the lucky one.” 

“I just want to be helpful,” you mumbled, your eyes looking down to scan the floor around you. “He seems bothered about it and I just don’t like that he is. It sounds stupid as he hasn’t treated me the best, but I simply don’t like that face he has on right now.” You sniffled a bit from frustration to think that the pick might not even be around at all. You then suddenly felt a pat on the head from a familiar hand. 

“You’ve been so kind to Calum ever since you’ve arrived in our tour,” Ashton cooed, keeping his hand firmly on your head. “Don’t fret about this one little thing so much, okay? You’ve already done more than enough for him. Even if he doesn’t appear to like you, I am very sure he is gracious for what you’ve done for him so far.” 

“Thank you...” you whispered, running into Ashton’s arms for a big hug. He wrapped his arms around you for a genuine embrace before a worker called for him to get on stage. “Go out there and rock it, loser.” 

“Will do, dork,” Ashton joked, getting a soft punch on the shoulder from you before he darted on stage with his drumsticks. You watched as the boys one by one joined Ashton on stage as the crowd became deafening. Closing your distraction from that, you begin crossing off the places you’ve searched and tried thinking of other places where it could be. 

His bass case! That’s it!

You rushed into Calum’s dressing room (with no consent, of course) and scanned around the room for the case. It took you several minutes as you had to go through multiple piles of clothing and chip bag wrappings. But finally, after a good half hour, you found the case in the shower of the bathroom. 

“Calum sure is something,” you mumbled to yourself as you brought the large case into the small living room that Calum had. Sitting on the couch, you search through the entire case, inside-out for the pick. But you checked all the pockets and small hidden holes where the pick could be. You felt a little defeated as sweat began to stream down your head from nerves. “Fuck...” you muttered, holding the case by its strap as you sat there in thought. Your eyes began playing around, scanning the pitch black thing until you noticed a different texture. 

“What is...” Your index finger gently rubbed against the smooth texture, which was entirely different from the thread-like texture of the strap. It was stuck through some of the threading as you grabbed hold of it and yanked it out of the thread. Turning it around, you saw Calum’s full name and his signature engraved in gold. 

Right beside the signature, a cute little smiley face. 

I’ve got to get this to Calum! 

Your heart was racing as you stood at left wing where Calum was performing. Sweat was dripping down his body, highlighting all those toned muscles that you could help but get infatuated with. He was singing passionately, but his posture was bad, his back completely slumped like his mood. 

C’mon, Y/N... just call for him! With great hesitation, you held the hem of your t-shirt with your free hand and called as loudly as you can. 

“Calum!” You called, seeing as your yelling was not good enough. “Calum!” You tried once more, but the crowd combined was much louder than your one voice. Sighing, you found yourself growing frustrated from this somehow daunting situation. 

You found yourself stuck between two options: standing there and doing nothing, or getting on stage and handing it to him yourself. But you couldn’t dare get on that stage could you? 

Could you...?

Dammit, fine! You lifted your legs of jelly and dashed right on the stage. As you were finally inches away from Calum for him to hear you, you found yourself getting distracted by the thousands of fans that now have their eyes and cameras on you. Stage fright doesn’t necessarily exist with you as you haven’t tested it before, but truth be told, you now know that the stage life is definitely not for you. But you weren’t on stage for no reason, so you called out to Calum as loud as you can. 

“Calum!” You screamed, relieved that his name finally escaped your lips. Calum turned to stare at you, horror filling his eyes as he continued playing Waste The Night. Your heart was close to ripping out of your chest as Calum stared at you with this strange intensity. 

“Get the fuck off stage!” Calum scolded, having that echo loudly in the stadium by accident. But he was so focused at being angry at you that he didn’t realize how much attention he got all of a sudden. You felt like crying, but you had to give him the item you were searching for the entire time for him. 

Sheepishly, you offered Calum his pick and dropped your head down to stare at the floor shamefully. Please take it so I can leave... Silence entered your mind as you waited for Calum to take the stupid pick. You could feel Luke, Ashton, and Michael staring at you with the thousands of fans that had come here to watch them perform. 

Thankfully, the pick was finally out of your grasp and you quickly turned around and escaped the stage. You dropped down to your knees once you were deep backstage and alone. You were out of breath, and your brain was playing all sorts of thoughts as you shut your eyes and quietly cried.

23:05 P.M.

Music quickly came to an end as you leaned against the wall by the back exit of the stadium. Ashton had told you before the concert begun to wait there when the concert ended. So there we you, still a bit bloated from the tears and shaky from the experience you willingly caused and endured. You let out a shaky breath, but quickly had to collect yourself as the boys’ voices suddenly rang in the staircase of the exit. 

“You there, Y/N?” Luke called out. 

“Down here!” You responded, tapping your cheeks a few more times before turning to watch the boys rush down. They were still dripping with sweat, but the adrenaline was still kicking in their blood. “You boys killed it!” 

“Thanks, Y/N!” Ashton, Luke, and Michael said in sync before rushing down to pull you in a sweaty group hug. 

“Ungh, you guys are so gross!” You groaned, feeling a bit of sweat on your arms as they boys detached and laughed. You glanced up to see Calum trot down the stairs quietly, refusing to leave his gaze on the floor. You quickly looked away from him to look up at Ashton. 

“So I see you found the pick for him,” Ashton mumbled, having you nod awkwardly as you watched your twiddling thumbs. You felt a hand pat down on your head and ruffle your hair a bit. “Good job.” 

“Seriously, that was really cool of you to do, Y/N!” Michael cheered as he gently nudged your shoulder. “When Calum took it from you, he was having a blast and running around the stage!” Before Michael could gush some more, though, the Jeep honked from the other side of the exit. 

“That’s our ride!” Ashton pointed out. “We’re going to a Finnish bar to celebrate tonight's concert-- the usual. Wanna come with us, Y/N?”

“Um...” you began, very hesitant about the idea of being in the same building as Calum... again. But you really did want to celebrate with the boys as they seemed very ecstatic and longed for your appearance. “I guess so, yeah.”

“Yay!” Muke cheered as they shook your shoulders and dashed out the door. Ashton trailed behind them, watching as the three giddily approach the Jeep. You start for the door as well, but you were suddenly halted by a gentle tug by the back of the hem of your shirt. 

“H-huh--” you began, staying still as the hand let go of your shirt and the hem went loose once more. Footsteps were heard behind you as you saw the head of a shadow much taller than you. 

“Hold on for a sec.” The voice of the Calum Hood rang through as you turned around and looked up at the almond-eyed bass player. 

aha, please tell me whatcha guys think here, if ya want! thank you for all the support in my writing, like it’s beyond me how grateful i am! 

[dontheevilbassman]

Rookie-Vanhoover Police

     “STOP!! THEIF!!” The shop pony cried out as a tan earth pony ran from the front of the Hoof ‘n Save grocery store in Vanhoover. The young stallion galloped as fast as his legs could carry him, faster than the heavy red shop pony that was trying to follow.

     “Okay, Nimble Comet, just a bit farther,” He whispered to himself around the jar of pear preserves in his mouth as he turned down another street. He continued running but not at the same sprint as when he ran from the store. Nimble Comet slid a bit as he turned down an alleyway, almost losing the jar. As he righted himself, something wrapped around his legs, bringing them together, and causing the tan pony to slam into the ground. “NOOO!!!” He shouted as the pear preserves flew into the air, only to be caught by a dark purple colored mare with a dark aqua blue mane wearing a Vanhoover police uniform.

     “Good work, rookie,” A rotund coffee colored unicorn commented as he waddled up next to the mare. “Never thought ah using that blolee thingy.”

     “It’s a bola, sir.” the mare said.

     “Whateva’.”

     “LET ME GO!” Shouted Nimble as he struggled against the bola wrapped around his legs.

     “Nah, ya gonna come with us to tha station.” The rotund officer said, dragging the tied stallion with a bit of bluish magic from his horn.

     “No!” Nimble called out as he struggled against the cords. “Don’t take me from my sister!”

     “Shoulda thought about that before stealin’!”

     The purple mare looked down to the end of the alleyway, “Your sister?” She asked softly as a small green maned filly with an amber coat peered around a trash bin.  “Um, Officer Zeppoli, please wait a moment, sir.”

     “Wha’? We got tha bad pony!” Zeppoli gave Nimble’s legs a rough yank.

     “I’m not sure he is a bad pony, sir.”

     Rolling his eyes, the rotund officer turned to face the mare, “Look ‘ere, Shallow Bar –,”

     “It’s Shadow Star, sir.” The mare interjected.

     “That’s what I said,” Zeppoli snorted, jerking the rope around Nimble’s legs a few times causing the stallion to whimper. “And don’t interrupt ya superiors.”

     Shadow looked around at all the ponies that were watching them as they stood at the opening of the alleyway.

     “As I was sayin’, I know ya’ve only been on the force fer a few weeks so ya still gotta learn that ponies like dis one ‘ere,” the officer shoved Nimble towards Shadow. “are scum. So just lock ‘em up an’ throw away tha key.”

     Nimble looked up at Shadow Star, fear in his eyes. “I’m sorry, I... I didn’t want to –!” His words were cut off as he was shoved again towards the female officer.

     “Ahh, shaddup!” shouted officer Zeppoli.

     A soft voice came from the darkness of the alley. “Please don’t take my brother!”

     Officer Star looked over at the little filly hiding in the shadows. “What’s your name?” She asked.

     “Nova,” came the soft reply from the scared filly.

     “Well, we are gonna take him!” Zeppoli said, “And that’s that.” He looked at Shadow, “Put ‘em in cuffs.”

     “If you take him, I’ll be here all alone!” Nova cried, dashing forward out of the darkness of the alleyway to grab ahold of her brother.

     Using his hoof, Officer Zeppoli pushed the little filly away from Nimble, knocking her to the ground. “Tough break!” Nimble tried to bite Zeppoli’s leg, causing the officer to pull back. “Why you little!” The officer moved to kick the tied pony, only to find himself stopped by Shadow blocking his hoof.

     “Sir, you need to calm down,” The mare calmly stated, staring straight into Officer Zeppoli’s eyes with such an intensity that caused the rotund officer to take a step back. “You are out of line.” She gestured to Nova, “There was no need to push her and,” the mare then pointed to Nimble, “he is subdued. There is no call to abuse him.”

     Officer Zeppoli looked around at all the ponies that had stopped to watch the situation that was unfolding, his brow furrowed in anger, “Look ‘ere, rookie!” He shouted. “I know what needs ta be done with low life’s like these.” Zeppoli sneered, “He’s a thief and she’s gonna grow up ta be just like ‘im!” Stepping back towards Shadow his voice raised, “I’m gonna put this in the report I give to tha captain about how you’re doin’!”

     “Fine then,” responded Shadow as she checked on little Nova, “I’ll handle this if you want to go tell the captain about this incident.”

     Office Zeppoli snarled, “I will! And… And…” the rotund officer stuttered, “YOU’RE filling out the report for this!” He turned and stomped off through the crowd.

     Shadow eyed the officer calmly, “Yes, Sir.” She replied, watching him storm off. She turned to Nimble and began unraveling the bola still wrapped around his legs. “Are you okay?”

     “I… I think so…” Said the stallion as the officer unwrapped his legs.  Once freed, Nimble slowly stood up, wincing at the scrapes on his flank and back.

     “Then come with me.” Shadow turned and started walking back towards the Hoof n’ Save, while wrapping up her bola. She nodded to the gathered ponies as they moved aside.

     “Nimby,” Whispered Nova as she hugged Nimble’s leg, “Are we in trouble?”

     “Yeah, I am.” The tan pony sighed, “Come on, Nova.” He gently nudged the little filly towards where Office Shadow had stopped and was watching them. Nova stayed next to her brother’s legs, looking around nervously, as they joined the officer and walked back to the store that Nimble had just run from. Other ponies started following them as well.

     The red shop pony was still standing outside the shop looking that direction when the trio arrived. “Hey Officer, ya got the pony that…” His voice trailed off as he noticed the little filly holding onto Nimble’s leg.

     “How much for the preserves?” Shadow asked, holding up the jar.

     “Uh…” The shop pony paused, “6 bits.” He finally replied.

     Shadow pulled the bits from a pocket on her uniform. “Here you go.” She said, handing them to the shop pony.

     Nimble blinked, “What?” he stammered as the officer paid for the preserves.

     “It’s obvious you were trying to get your sister something to eat.” Shadow said, opening the jar and handing it to a bewildered Nova. “You both look like you haven’t had a good meal in a long time.”

     With tears in his eyes, Nimble watched his sister take a hoof full of the pear preserves and stuff it into her mouth. “No, we haven’t.” He whispered.

     “And, as long as the good shopkeeper here,” Shadow nodded to the red pony watching the little filly dig into the pears. “doesn’t have a problem with it, you aren’t going to jail.”

     The shopkeeper frowned, “Well, I DO have a problem with it!” He stormed up to Nimble. “Next TIME, ya ASK for help!”

     “I tried asking, but no one would help…” Nimble stumbled back a little from the angry shop pony. “Said it wasn’t their problem.”

     “But ya didn’t ask ME!” The red pony shouted.

     “PEPPER GRIND!!” A voice cut through the air and all the noise in the area seemed to cease. An old grey mare stepped out of the store, “You do NOT yell in front of this little filly!” She walked up to the red pony and not so gently pushed him out of the way. “Now little dearie, come with me, you need some fresh baked bread with those preserves,” the old mare declared, nudging Nova towards the store. She paused and looked up at Nimble, “And you, you’re coming too!”

     “Yes, ma’am!” Nimble stammered out, not quite sure what to make of this situation.

     Shadow smile broadly at the grey mare, “Nanna Mint, I didn’t know this was your store!”

     “It is, Sensei Star.” Nanna Mint replied with a warm smile to the officer. “And are you able to come in for a snack?” She inquired, holding the door to the shop open for Nova and Nimble.

     “I’m afraid not.” Shadow shook her head. “I have to report to the captain. My senior partner, Officer Zeppoli, will probably be complaining about me as soon as he gets back to the precinct.”

     “That’s too bad,” said Mint. She looked at Pepper Grind, “This is Shadow Star, the instructor for the martial art class I take every Wednesday. Sensei Star, this is my son, Pepper Grind. I think he could use some of the lessons that your master teaches.”

     “And not the lessons I teach?” Shadow asked, raising an eyebrow.

     “Nope, you’re too nice.” The old mare said, turning and following Nova and Nimble into the store. “See you tomorrow!”

     “See you tomorrow.” Shadow called back, “And take care of those two for me.”

     “O’ course,” Pepper Grind said, with a bit of a smile. “Mamma and I’ll take care of them.”

     “Thank you,” said the officer as she started walking the direction towards the police station. “I’ll come by in a day or so to see how they are doing.”

     With a wave, Pepper called to the officer. “We’ll be here!”

     The following evening, Wednesday, Shadow Star was waiting for Nanna Mint in the entryway to the Sapphire Mount Dojo, wearing a crimson karate uniform with a black belt tied round it.

     “Good Evening, Nanna Mint.” Shadow said, bowing to the grey mare, who adjusted her white uniform tied with a white belt before bowing back. “I wanted to ask about your new friends.”

     “Those poor dears. Names Nimble Comet for the older one, and Nova Starburst for the little filly,” the elder mare sighed, “Their parents were in the mine collapse a few weeks ago, and you know how that turned out.”

     “By Celestia, that’s awful!” Gasped Shadow. “And there wasn’t anyone to take care of them?”

     Nanna shook her head, “No one wanted to take them in. No family to speak of and they had no money to live on. Seems like their parents were trying to get a better life. They had just come from Fillydelphia were they were just barely managing to make it. Took a chance.”

     Shadow shuddered, “Oh my.”

     “Well, Pepper put Nimble to work sweeping the store and helping stock. The boy wanted something to do to make up for what he did, and I think Pepper’s taken a shine to him.” Mint looked up at Shadow with a smile, “And little Nova is going to be helping me bake when she isn’t in school. And, she wants to come here with me. Couldn’t tonight though, she’s got a cold from being so hungry for so long.”

     “That’s good. I’m glad you took them in.”

     “Oh, honey. I’m glad you were the one to catch Nimble. I don’t want to even think about what would have happened if it was someone like that Officer Zeppelin had been the one to do it.”

     “Zeppoli, actually.”

     “Dirt for brains more like it!” Exclaimed the grey mare, causing Shadow to giggle. “Speaking of which, did you get in trouble for what you did?”

      “Well, Officer Zeppoli was already talking to the captain, Platinum Ace, when I got there. So, I was pulled into the captain’s office with him and Zeppoli.  I was asked about what happened and I explained that Nimble was just trying to get something to eat for his little sister. I told the captain about what Zeppoli did to Nimble and Nova and let him know that accounts were squared away and that you were helping those two.” Smiling, Shadow continued. “Officer Zeppoli tried to defend what he did by saying that I was making it up and that is when another officer poked his head in and dropped off a few complaints about Zeppoli’s actions. Turns out a few of the ponies that were watching went to the precinct to file a statement about what he did. So now, I’m working with Thunder Gust and Zeppoli is directing traffic for a while.”

     “Oh, good for you!!!” The mare clopped happily, “I’ve known Thunder Gust since he was a little colt. He and Pepper are good friends! So, I know you are going to have a good time working with him!”

     Shadow looked up at the clock, “That’s what I hope. But it’s almost time to start class.” She bows to Nanna Mint. “Thank you for letting me know how your new little ones are doing!”

     “You’re very welcome, dear.” Mint replied, returning the bow. “Time to learn things!”

     “Yes, it is.” Shadow smiled and lead the elder mare into the main part of the dojo to join the rest of the class.