#just let him go shopping and water his vegetables geez

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

Another morning warmup. I just think Agito's a sweet bean.

[multifandom-girlie]

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ��𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬

Imagine: You have just recently started dating and this year is your first Christmas together.

Pairings: Human!Marcel x Human!Reader

Warnings: none.

There's alot of things that I never thought I'd come across or do, one of them being dating Marcel Gerard another being dating someone who's never celebrated Christmas in his life. He's never had anyone to celebrate it with. So I am determined to give him the best Christmas he's ever had. Starting with all of my traditions. Decorating, Baking, Cooking Christmas dinner, shopping, wrapping presents and all that good stuff.

First on the Agenda was Shopping for food, presents and decorations. I gotta tell you it didn't go great.

*

We were walking around the store looking for tinsel and when we found it, I kid you not Marcel skipped over and hugged every colour and now here we are deciding what ONE colour to get. 

“Okay Marcel, I love Christmas as much as the next girl but we cannot get 17 different coloured tinsel just because you can't decide. Pick ONE colour, they can't all go on the the tree.”

“But baby, I love all those colours.”

“But baby, our tree OR apartment is not big enough for 3 of every colour.”

“Ughhh fine.”

The next store we went to after FINALLY deciding what tinself to get was to get the food.

“Marcel I'm going to give you the options this time. Turkey, Pork or Lamb ?”

“If we get them all we don't to get any vegetables so all of them !”

“Marcel, I am not buying three different meats that half will be wasted off, just because you don't want to eat your vegtables, grow up. Your will eat them !”

“Fine mom.”

“What ?”

“I said Turkey.”

“Thankyou.”

The third store we went too because he wanted to get a gift for Klaus to say thank you for raising him but he had no clue what to get him and was contemplating whether to get him anything at all.

“I don't know what he likes Y/N, I can’t do this !”

“Yes you can Marcel!”

“How ? Help me !”

“Right okay, he likes painting right. Why don't you get him some art supplies ? “

“He has enough.”

“Okay, do you have any really nice, aged bourbon at home that'll he’ll like because he loves bourbon.”

“No it's not enough.”

“It doesn't matter, it's that thought that counts. Then write him a nice letter or card to go with it.”

“Will you help me ?”

“Of course I will.”

*

Next was baking some Christmassy treats. When I tell you it was the easiest and hardest thing I've done in my life, I genuinely mean it.

“Marcel, we are going to make some gingerbread men, Okay.”

“Okie Dokie.”

I giggled and told him what to do. He started picking up a bowl of flour.

“Right Marcel, hold your horses you need to preheat the oven first. To 170 degrees and then put parchment on the tray.”

“Okay now what ?”

“Pick up the sieve.”

“The huh ?”

“The sieve.”

“Uh.”

“Oh god. The grey thing with the metal net in.”

“Oh okay. Then ?”

“Pour the flour in it.”

He started to but it all started falling on the floor.

“NO ! Marcel, over the bowl !”

“You couldn't of specified ?!”

“It has holes in it, baby. It's not Rocket science.”

“Whatever, now what do I put in ?”

“The salt, bicarbonate soda, Ginger and cinnamon and make sure it's in the bowl this time.”

“Haha, very funny.”

“Right now, I've heated up the butter, sugar and syrup for you already and it's cooled down, so pour it in the bowl and mix it in. Which will make the dough.”

“Okie Dokie.”

“Uh baby, what are you doing ?”

“Mixing like you said ?”

“With a teaspoon ?”

“What’s wrong with that ?”

“Nothing, you might find it easier to use a wooden spoon though because of it's size and large surface area.”

“Oh okay, thanks.”

30 minutes later

We had just taken the dough out of the fridge were it was chilling.

“Now, sprinkle a handful of flour into the counter. Not your handful's though, mine.”

“Why yours ?”

“Your hands's are to big. Which means you'll most likely grab too much.”

“Okay.”

“Right roll out the dough but dont't make it too flat. Leave like a 1/4 inch of thickness.”

“Now ?”

“Start cutting the gingerbread men out.”

He opened a draw, which confused me immensley. I had already got everything he needed out, I turned around and saw him trying to use scissors to cut out the men.

“Marcel ?”

“Y/N, I'm concentrating.”

“Marcel, not with the scissors.”

“What ?”

“With the cookie cutter...”

“Ohhhh... right. I was wondering what that was for.”

“Oh god.”

*

Thirdly was cooking the christmas dinner, Luckily enough though he didn't want to help with that so I didn't have to stress about him doing something impossibly stupid like peeling the turkey. Believe me, he asked if I did that.

So let's move on the the next task wrapping the presents.

*

He was currently wrapping the present he had for Klaus, which was his first present to wrap. He wanted me to show him how to do the first so that when It came to wrapping mine, they would be perfect.

“Okay, I've got you a nice box for the bourbon. Don't worry it’a got a mould that will hold it in place and tissue paper. It's going to be secure.”

“Okay, I need to wrap it nicely. Klaus has high standards.”

“They aren't that high, I doubt he cares how pretty it is. But if you insist, I will help. Right I've got some ribbon to tie around the box if you wanna do that ?”

“Okay, here you go.”

“Thankyou.”

2 minutes later

“Done.”

“Good, no-Marcel what the hell is that.”

“A bow.”

“That’s a knot, you idiot. Do you know how to tie bows ?”

“There’s a reason, I never have to do my laces and I always were ties when dressing up.”

“Oh god, okay. I will help you with that another time. For now. I will tie it.”

I put the box underneath the ribbon and made the two ends meet underneath before bringing then up and crossing them over before making them wrap around the top two ends and then tying a bow in the middle. 

“Thankyou, now the book for Elijah.”

“Okay lay the wrapping paper down.”

He did as I asked but he didn't as the same time. He laid the roll on the ground and that was that.

“Oh baby, cut some paper off first.”

“Oh okay, now what ?”

“Now, put the book on the edge.”

“Now ?”

I looked over from the gift I was wrapping to find the book standing up on the paper. I pinched the bridge of my nose, surely he wasn't that stupid.

“Marcel, lay the book flat.”

“But you said on the edge...?”

“Just put it flat !”

“Okay, geez.”

“LAY the book on the edge of the PAPER.”

“Okay.”

“Right, now flip the book on to the other side with the paper and then do it once again. Then get the pencil and Mark where the edge of the book is on the paper.”

“Okay.”

“Now cut down that line. Then do it again but long ways this time.”

“Okay.”

“Mark it and then cut.”

“Right then, put the book in the middle and wrap it.”

He looked at me with confusion.

“You don't know how to wrap either do you ?”

He shook his head.

“Okay. Give it here.”

I placed the book in the middle of the paper and folded the bottom piece half way up the book and taped it in place, then I tucked the paper in at the side which made two triangles, I folded the top two on each side into the middle and then held them in place whilst I did the same with the bottom two and then taped that in place before standing it up and pushing the front piece flat down. The two end pieces then made triangles and I flattened them on top and then finished with the back piece in a triangle and then taping it down. I then grabbed the letter Marcel wrote for Elijah and slipped it in themakeshift pockets in the paper.

“That’s too difficult.”

“Oh God Marcel, I did it slowly.”

“So..”

“Fine, I'll show you one more time.”

*

The last one was making the hot chocolate before bed on Christmas eve.

This one was pretty straight forward.

Not too hard.

Not too bad.

One mistake though and...

It.

Was.

Horrible.

*

I was sat at the island watching Marcel make the hot chocolate and he did everything right except when I was in the toilet, he made the biggest mistake you could make when making hot choclate.

“Why in the hell, did you use hot water ?”

“That’a how you make hot choclate.”

“No! It is not ! You made a good effort. Next time use milk.”

“I've always had hot water never has it been hot milk.”

“How many times have you had hot choclate ?”

“Once.”

“Exactly.”

“Let’a just go to bed, atleast that way I'm in my zone and can do at least one thing right.”

“Mmmm okay.”

He kissed me passionately and the night ended with something he wasn't just good at, he was god like at.

MASTERLIST

[thefantasygirl3]

The fearsom five's christmas hijynx

Genre/warnings: Comedy, Slice of life.

Word count: 7 792

Summary: The other fearsome five are hiding in fear, scared over what Quackerjack might have gotten them for christmas. When he offers them their gifts, they get nervous and make up the excuse of christmas shopping to keep him distracted. Meanwhile they find ways to protect themselves from the dastardly gifts.

Notes: This one really came out later than I’d expect and became far longer than expected! But here it is and I hope it satisfies someone.

The city of st. Canard. It was covered in a white sheet of cold frozen flakes. The day of christmas was quickly approaching and the citizens were all running about in their holiday craze. Many were preparing their houses for the cheerful holiday, others were doing some last minute christmas shopping and some others were preparing traps so they could finally see santa in the feathers. Many active people out and about. 

In fact, even some of the villains were preparing for their christmas plans. 

Negaduck was walking through the dark alleyways, stealthily making his way towards the hideout of his evil team. The villain was scoffing to himself and making disgusted sounds as he stomped his way through. "BLEGH! Christmas junk all over the place! It makes me sick to my stomach seeing all the lights and colorful decorations and APPALLING GLITTER! Makes me want to burn everything to the ground" he complained to no one as he kept heading towards his hideout, making sure he moved undetected through the more populated areas before he finally reached the nest.

Entering the building, he kept talking out loud and started to laugh menacingly to himself. “But it doesn’t matter! All this meaningless malarkey is at least going to be a good distraction for my next heist! Mwua ha ha ha ha! Yes! They will be too busy ripping up presents and stuffing themselves full, no one will be around to stop me from robbing the bank! It's the… perfect… crime…" as Negaduck kept monologuing to himself, his steps started to slow to a stop as he reached the middle of the hideout. The duck immediately took note of the fact that the place was pretty much empty. There should be people here already, he had told them to be there early! "Damn ditzy dopes! I should be getting the chainsaw ready for them when they arrive!" he grumbled angrily as he rounded the corner, heading towards the workspace. 

As soon as he did so, something caught his eye. Out of one of the boxes, a violet petal was peeking out. It was quite obvious and it made Negaduck rub his temples in exasperation. Walking over towards the box, the duck reached out and grabbed the petal in his fingers, immediately plucking it harshly. And with that, Bushroot shot out of the box with a loud "YOUCH!" and landed on his butt, outside the box while rubbing his hair in pain. "Hello, vegetable. Mind telling me WHAT YOU WERE DOING HIDING IN A BOX!?!" Negaduck yelled at the plant scientist on the floor, tapping his foot as he awaited an answer. "N-Negaduck!” Bushroot yelped as he jolted up and crawled back, bumping into a big wooden panel that fell over and revealed Megavolt, curled up on the ground. "Negaduck?!" he exclaimed surprised as he shot up from his place on the floor. "Negaduck! Y-you're here early!" Liquidator added on as his head materialized out of the puddle underneath the fridge.

"Yes I am! And you'll be seeing an early grave if you don't tell me what you're doing!" the duck who's name was repeated earlier demanded as he grabbed a hold of Megavolt and pulled him off of the ground. "Don't you realize! It's christmas! HE might be here soon! We'll be doomed" the plug-head explained in fear as he was shaking on his knees and in the other's hand. "BHA! You idiots gave away our HIDEOUT!?!" the yellow clothed duck shouted in rage, launching Megavolt back into the mutant plant. "Which one of you gave it away?! It's probably that stupid clown! Still hiding from me like a coward" he growled in a low, very aggressive voice while looking around the room and punching a box or two. "No, boss! It's him were talking about! Quackerjack!" Liquidator tried to explain as he crawled out from under the fridge, cowardly moving closer to the other teammates. 

"What? You're afraid of that dope? You've gotta be kidding me" Negaduck started to laugh at the quivering trio, waving his hand dismissively at them before walking over to the work table. "Don't you understand!? Quackerjack makes toys! You give away toys on christmas! And we got a text before, saying he got some very special gifts for us!" Bushroot sputtered out as he ran behind the others and kept shaking in terror. "Yeah! And we have no idea what's in store! WE NEED TO PREPARE FOR HIS ASSAULT!!!" the rat panicked rather quickly as he waved his arms in the air. "He could be here any sec-" as the water man began his part of the explanation, the loud sound of a door being smashed open was heard, followed with a shout of "I'M HEEEERE~!". 

The team flew together into a big, fearful hug and shivered hard enough for the sound of their shuddering to be painfully clear. The boss of the team just shook his head and looked at them annoyed, but in slight amusement. From around the corner, Quackerjack emerged with the biggest grin on his face, two small gift boxes and one larger one. "Geez you guys! If you were all so cold, why didn't you wear a jacket or something? WOOH HA HA!" he laughed at them all and walked over to the table, placing the gifts on it while ignoring the angry duck's protests. "O-oh! You know! It's cooler without them!" Liquidator tried to act casual while pushing the other two aside, not wanting to embarrass himself more than necessary. "Anyways! … W-what'cha got there?" he then asked as he kept a distance between himself and the most likely very deadly gifts. 

"OH! You mean your awesome christmas presents?! Yeah! That's what I got!" the jester told his friend cheerfully as he bounced from foot to foot, jingling his bells about with the bouncing of his hat. "Oh wow! Quacks! Th-that's… so nice of you! C-can't wait for tomorrow!" Bushroot said with a very nervous laugh, rubbing his hands together in some sort of attempt to keep himself calm and away from running out of the room immediately. 

"AAAAAW! But I can't wait for TOMORROW! Can't you open them now?! I hear that some countries celebrate christmas eve" Quackerjack said in his usual ever-changing tone, going from a whine to a more smug sounding voice. "Yeah. Go ahead! Why don't we see what you all got?" Negaduck said in his fake nice voice, curling his finger around the present ribbon. "Oh! Um… that sounds… really nice! B-but… but… um…" now the man was at a loss of words, trying to think of an excuse to not be made into a duck salad. "W-well… we… don't have a gift for you yet! How can we open your… probably great gifts when we don't have anything to give you?" Megavolt chimed in as he ran over to their friend and put an arm around him, trying his very best to convince him that they really did want to open it and not rather be on the other side of the earth.

"Oh. No no no! It's ok! I'd much rather just get the gift of seeing someone finally smile when I give them something! If the kids won't appreciate my toys, at least you guys can enjoy my gifts!" The toymaker said in a rather happy voice, seemingly just out for his teammates' appreciation. This just made the electric man start to sweat and become very flustered, stuttering out an incoherent excuse. Quackerjack just stared at him in pure excitement. 

"Aaaaah… I guess the cat's out of the bag. We couldn't keep it secret for long" Liquidator sighed disappointed as he moved over to his two buddies, putting a hand on each of their shoulders and giving them a wink each. "Wh-what? What secret? Are you guys keeping something from me?!" The now curious jester asked as he looked at the three, getting himself worked up about what this thing could possibly be. "You see, Quacks, we got a great deal on a collective gift we wanted to give you tomorrow, at the mall. But if you want to do the gift giving today, we have no other choice but to pay for the express shipping!" the previous business man said in his usual "trying to sell you something" way, putting his hands on the other's shoulders. "Oh please" the yellow suited villain groaned and rubbed his beak, unable to believe they thought this ridiculous lie would work.

"REALLY?! Oh goodie! I'm sorry I made you spoil it, but I'm so curious now! Can we go immediately?". Of course, when the lie was told to the bluntest shovel in the cutlery drawer, then it wasn't as unbelievable. "Yeah! Of course we can! It will let us do some last minute christmas shopping!" Bushroot said with a grin, putting his vine arm around the oblivious toymaker and leading him outside, the rat and dog following close after them. "HEY! WHERE DO YOU FOOLS THINK YOU'RE GOING?! WE HAVE A HEIST TO PLAN!!!" the ever angry Negaduck screamed after his four subordinates, waving his arms around as he ran after them, only to be buried under a big pile of snow as soon as he walked outside.

Walking through the mall, Quackerjack was following his friends while doing cartwheels and handstands. "Oh boy, oh boy! I just love surprises! Can't we walk faster?!" he giggled as he pushed himself off the ground and landed right back on his feet. "Um… Liquidator? Do we even have a surprise? Please tell me we do! I don't wanna become toy stuffing!" Megavolt was still panicking and sparking while he grabbed a hold of the dripping dog, shaking him around before getting smacked in the face with a frying pan made out of water. "Not to fear, my friends! I have a deal prepared for our cooky friend to keep him busy and with satisfaction 100% guaranteed!" he told the two beside him before he leaned in and started whispering his idea to them.

As they walked around the corner, the team stopped their purple and red friend, to his surprise. "OH! Are we here now?!" he asked them as he jumped up and down, clapping his hands in excitement. "My friend! Are you feeling bored during christmas eve? Feeling the need for some fun? Try… The ARCADE!" Liquidator announced as he moved out of the way, gesturing towards the huge paradise of video games. As soon as Quackerjack saw it, his smile immediately dropped and his face morphed into anger. "THE ARCADE!?! Are you kidding me?! Video games are mindless dribble! They are destroying the toy industry! And you're saying my gift is playing some GAMES at the ARCADE?!" he started yelling at the three while pulling his hat down in rage and frustration. 

"Oh of course not! We know that you hate this type of stuff! Which is why we brought you here!" Bushroot told the angry, jingling jester while he was throwing a temper tantrum. The duck then looked confused about that response, not sure how that made any sort of sense. "Don't tell me you didn't bring any toys with you! How were you planning to wreck the place without them?" Megavolt asked with a smug sounding voice, raising his eyebrows at him and smirking like a proud bastard. Quackerjack looked a little confused still for a moment until he connected the dots, getting a huge, eager grin on his beak. He quickly pulled out his wind up teeth and ran over towards the other guys, giving them a big hug before letting them go and saying "Oh thank you guys! This is such a wonderful gift! I'll be a couple of hours! It's PLAYTIME!!!". Then he was off to cause chaos.

The three looked as he ran off, waving and smiling while wishing him a merry christmas until he was out of view. They then let out a big sigh and sank down on the floor, as if melting from the release of tension. "Ok. So! Now that he's distracted and happy, we can finally get something ready for the assault" Megavolt sighed and moved his glance over towards Liquidator. "By the way, couldn't he just come here and destroy the place himself?" he then asked as they all had the moment to just collect themselves and come back to their senses. "Of course, but he doesn't need to know that" the dog muttered as he got up from his little puddle and helped clean off some dust from bushroot, who spoke up soon thereafter. "Alright. Here is the idea. We will all need to find a way to prevent these toys from attacking us! They will most likely be very advanced or dangerous! So we will need the best of the best stuff to stop them!".

"Yes! And I know exactly what I'll get for this!" the rat proclaimed confidently as he walked to the front of the group, pointing towards a map of the shopping center. "I will be going over to the appliance department and find the best CPU disruptor a man can buy!" he said confidently and put his hands on his hips in a matching demeanor. Bushroot walked over and took a glance of the map, extending his arm and pointing at the only plant store in the mall. "I'll go and see if I can find a good plant that I can mutate". "Well then, I guess I will have to… hmm… I guess going to the pet store to find some vicious fish could be of help" Liquidator pointed at the pet store and left a big water droplet to run down the display. "Alright! We got a plan!" The sparking man exclaimed as he put his hand up, then pointed towards the rest of the mall and shouted "Now GO GO GO!". And with that, they scatter.

The plant scientist was glancing around in the gardening shop, browsing through the different flowers and plants. He deeply enjoyed all of the greenery inside the store. In particular, he was taken aback by a beautiful orchid, making a double take before taking a stop beside the purple seductress. “Why hello there, you gorgeous flora. Ah~ If only my hands weren't tied, i'd buy you in a heartbeat” he sighed and gently rubbed it's petals in a very flirty manner.

As Bushroot was having this rather intimate moment, an old duck was clearing his throat behind him, scaring the ever living crap out of him. "Excuse me, sir. I couldn't help but notice that you are a plant lover, just like myself. Are you looking for something specific?" he asked the now shaking plant man, correcting his glasses that were sliding down his beak.

"Oh! Yes! I'm looking for something… oh wow! Who is that?!" Bushroot interrupted himself as he saw this gorgeous tall blossom, right behind the old florist. "Ah! You mean ms. Antirrhinum! Or more commonly known, the snapdragon flower. She is a beauty, isn't she?" He perked up a bit as the green duck was gawking over this big red cute belle. "Ms? So she's single?" Bushroot sighed as he circled the snapdragon and was practically drooling all over it. "Ah… ha ha ha! As single as they get, I suppose" the florist chuckled before heading over and putting a hand on his shoulder. "Now, what was it that you needed?".

"Huh? Oh! Yes! Sorry! I… I need something more…" as the scientist got back on task, he leaned in towards the other duck, scanning the shop quickly before whispering "... vicious". The florist looked up at him with a rather confused look, seeming shocked about the request. "... oh! You meant something exotic, right! I have many fierce ladies in this store!" He laughed softly at him as he started wandering past him towards the exotic area of the store. "I'm sure we can find a gal to suit your needs!" He added on as he motioned towards the countless colorful plants.

"What? No! No I mean- like literally! Do you have a plant that could, completely theoretically, rip a robotic teddy bear with built in flamethrowers limb for limb? Or chew a killer fairy with a big chainsaw to bits?" Bushroot interrupted him as he tried to explain himself, without giving out too much information about his plan. Clearly doing well! The duck looked over at him and just stared for a few seconds, his face scrunching up into a nervous frown. "Well… we technically aren't allowed to have any sort of plants like that" he told him while starting to roll his fingers and sweat slightly, wiping it off as soon as he felt it roll down his forehead. "Please! You've got to have something even slightly… wait… technically?" the plant mutant then pointed out as he realized the strange wording. As he said that, the florist carefully glanced around the room, as if making sure no one else was in there at that very moment. "I might have someone you would like to meet… if you can keep a secret, that is" he whispered to Bushroot, who was quick to perk up and say "Oh of course. I am far from a narc, sir".

The duck looked around still as he approached a shelf full of seeds, making sure the coast was clear as he started pushing it out off the way to reveal a tough looking door. He quietly unlocked it and pulled his customer inside. As the villain was pulled into the dimly lit room, he was greeted with a bunch of very ravenous looking carnivorous plants. "Oh my goodness! A venus flytrap! Yellow pitcher plant! Cobra lily! AH, a Butterworth!" the awestruck scientist started ogling all the exotic, dangerous, man-eating plant life as he ran around the room like an excited kid on… well, christmas. "Yes. They aren't very legal to sell, but I can tell you are a lover of all plants, just like myself. But enough delaying! Let me introduce you to my precious Monica" the florist told the man, who was still adoring all the big scary vegetation, before walking over towards a large cup shaped flower with a big leaf over it's red, spiked rim. Bushroot gave away a gasp as he saw said plant and ran over to get a better look of it, gushing out "Is that… a tropical pitcher plant?! Oh wow, she's such a beauty! I'll take her! How much does $10 000 sound?! I can get you that if it means I can take such a sweet doll home with me~". He looked shocked at him, not able to believe the amazing offer given. He was practically seeing dollar bills as he reached his hand out and shook the other's hand in an immediate agreement. "Of course, sir! You got a deal! Let me write you down on a payment plan!" he told him as the plant man was still drooling over this beauty of a flower.

Inside the electrical appliance store, the rat was pushing a cart along and looking around at the boring SD cards and other computer parts that would be of no help to him when being run over by a life-sized toy train. Anxiety was starting to settle in on him as he scanned over the stuffed shelves, unable to focus on finding the disruptor he oh so needed when the constant thought of himself being tortured by adorable, crazed murder toys kept popping up in his mind. His eyes darted around, trying his very best to stay focused on finding the life-saving christmas miracle.

"Hello sir! How can I help you?" a nasally voice spoke up suddenly, earning a surprised scream from Megavolt who jumped back into a defensive position, doing some fake karate before he saw the nerdy looking teenage girl. Judging by her lanyard, he could tell she worked there. Giving her an annoyed grumble, he just grabbed ahold of his cart once more and muttered "I know more than YOU". The girl just watched him walk by and frowned a little bit, earning another annoyed comment from the rodent of "Stupid kids. Probably don't even realize what a genius they are undermining". 

"Dude! Are you that big, dangerous, evil supervillain, Megavolt?" another teen with long blond hair covering his face asked in a funky way, sounding like some sort of surfer-dude. Caught of guard, Megavolt only looked around in confusion, not sure whether he should confirm or deny that question. Unsure, he answered with a short and simple "... Yes?", wondering if he'd get thrown out or something. "Oh great! That means you must be smart!" the now relieved boy sighed as he grabbed a hold of the rat man and pulled him along towards the customer service counter. "W-Wait! Yes I am, but what do you need my intellect for?!" he asked baffled as he was dragged along towards a rather angry looking woman, standing beside a toaster that stood on the counter. 

"Well this lady just came in, yelling about how her toaster isn't toasting properly. I was wondering if you would be able to find the problem, dude" the teen asked as he looked at him in desperation, seemingly somewhat lost and frightened by the peeved of lady staring daggers at the two of them. Megavolt wasn't sure how he had gotten himself into this mess, so he just gave the boy a baffled raise of his eyebrow. He was about to say something to him, until the lady cut him off sharply. "Listen! I don't have time for this! I want my toaster fixed YESTERDAY! It doesn't even TOAST! It barely warms my bread to room temperature! I have to wait an hour for warm bread!" she complained to him, completely ignoring the employee that was supposed to help her. The man groaned in annoyance, not wanting to deal with this when he was meer hours away from his childish DOOM! "Ma'am. I truly and  genuinely do not care about your-" before he could explain how much her technical issue didn't matter to him, she snapped at him once more. "Why are you here anyways?! I asked for a MA-NA-GER! Not some whacky, dirty, off-his-rockers criminal! I want to speak with the manager right now so he can call the police to arrest that villain and so HE can be fired!" she started demanding to whichever one of them that would oblige her, practically frothing at the mouth as she was also hitting the counter. 

Alright. That's it. He was ticked. This was now personal.

"... How about we just fix that toaster right up for you instead. And let me do it for free, since you asked sooooo nicely!" Megavolt said through gritted teeth, sounding very condescending to her while he was grabbing her toaster and taking it to a table that was already full of stuff, like paperwork and small tech parts. Shoving it all off the table, he slammed the toaster down and started disassembling it right away, grabbing a few parts around him to add into this household appliance. The woman gave a smug smile at the villain, who was now doing as she had demanded, meanwhile the employee looked on in surprise and awe as he was skillfully fixing this thing like it was nothing. After a few moments of tinkering, the toaster was reassembled once again and Megavolt walked over to the service counter, placing it down in front of the self-satisfied customer. "Now, let's test it out, shall we?" he suggested with a smarmy grin as he pulled out a piece of toast he had, for totally logical reasons, and put it into the toaster. Only a few seconds after the rat had started it, smoke started to seep out of the two openings on the top. And only a moment after that, flames erupted in two ginormous streams of fire. This made the woman start to scream and hurriedly scurry away out of the store. "I hope you like your bread like your coffee! HAHAHA!" Megavolt laughed and held his stomach as the fire started to calm down a bit, letting two burnt pieces of toast pop up with a delightful PING. 

"Whoa… that was awesome!" the nerdy girl from before shouted out astonished as she watched the customer bump into people on her way out of the shopping center. "Yeah, dude! She's been bothering us with complaints and threats to fire us all for months! Thanks for getting rid of her!" the dopey boy said as he grabbed a hold of the villain's hand and shook it harshly, making him get red in the face and chuckle from the flattery. "Well… it is what we criminals do best!" he admitted and rubbed his neck. The girl walked over to the two and joined in in the hand shaking, crossing his arms over each other. "If there is anything we can do to thank you, you just let us know!" she offered him. This made him light up a bit, realizing that this might work perfectly in his favor. "Actually… I am looking for something rather hard to come by. If you happen to have a CPU disruptor anywhere in the store, I would be more than happy to take it off your hands!". "Well… we do have some more high-tech stuff in the back, but we aren't supposed to sell that stuff" the teen said as he looked back towards the backdoor, considering if it would be a good idea or not. "Well you're not selling it if you just give it to me for the favor, now are you?" Megavolt tried to explain to the employees, giving them a "Hmm?" and wiggle of his eyebrows. The two looked at each other, thought about it for a moment, then said in unison "That makes sense!" as they both then raced to the backdoor to get his present. Maybe this christmas wouldn't turn out so horrible after all!

Man. The pet store really wasn't anything to write home about. Liquidator couldn't believe how boring and unappealing it was. More like appalling. It was a wonder they even sold a simple little goldfish with such an unmarketable image. He almost felt like turning right around and head straight out to accept his doom. But he decided against it and just sucked it up, heading inside and looking around at the animals. The dog decided that he didn't have time to wander around aimlessly and try to find a fish that would be dangerous enough, so he headed up to the cash register to find someone who could help him. "Excuse me, ma'am! I require your assistance to find a most exotic, threatening pet that I could adopt!" he spoke up in his usual, classy salesman tone, trying to get the attention of the bored looking lady by the register. "Yeah, Yeah. Sure. Brittney can take care of you. BRITTNEY! A CUSTOMER NEEDS HELP!" she yelled towards the backdoor, prompting a pretty, tall lady to walk out and say "Ok. I'm on it" in a valley girl accent while chewing some gum.

"... Now I see the selling point" liquidator muttered under his nonexistent breath, scanning the employee as she walked over to him and greeted him. "Hiya. So what kind of pet are you looking for, sir?. "Well I'm glad you asked! Because what I am looking for is none other than a predator of the aquatiq variety!" he told the pet shop worker as he moved over to her, extending his body to be on her left, as well as her right. But she didn't seem to care at all, blowing a bubble with her gum as she just said "yeah, sure" and started leading him towards the aquarium section. As she was walking along with him, another customer walked up beside them and tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me! But I was wondering about this hamster. I already own a male hamster, will it be ok to have another in the same cage?" the young man asked as he pointed towards a couple of hamster cages. She just looked over at him confused, chewing her gum and grumbling a nonchalant "uuuh… I don't know" before turning to walk away again. She just left Liquidator stunned as he watched her walk away, not giving a single care about the customer. Like, yeah, he didn't care about his customers when he sold water, but you need to at least pretend to care or have a captivating and appealing attitude so you can make more sales. Groaning, he decided to pick up the ball she had just dropped. "Hello sir! Sorry about the laziness of the staff! But let me tell you that no! It is not a good idea to put two male hamsters in the same cage. BUT! It is very rewarding to take care of more than one hamster, as it is stated by professionals that it helps with restlessness! So I'd suggest you buy a second cage for the hamster you want! There are a few high quality ones over there across from the hamsters!" he informed the surprised man, who seemed to be eating up everything he was told, just nodding and saying "Oh! Ok!" before walking off. "Remember! The more it costs, the better it is!" he added on before leaving to find the useless employee again.

As Liquidator found the clueless girl again, she had once again been stopped by another customer, a little girl who had a puppy following close after her. "Excuse me miss. I don't know what food I should give Jasper. What do you think I should buy?" she asked in a sugary sweet voice, making the lady just glance down at her and blow another bubble with her gum. "I dunno. Dog food?" she just huffed before continuing to leave another customer behind. Facepalming himself, Liquidator quickly moves over and taps the girl on her shoulder. "Hi there, little lady! Ignore that big unhelpful lady! She doesn't know anything! If you are looking for good dog food, you should buy the ones with the big "approved" seal on it! If it has that, it means it will be good for him!" the villain said in an overly friendly way as he pointed towards the pet food section. The little girl smiled brightly and started pulling at her dog's leash, running off to find that good quality food.

This kept happening as he was attempting to keep up with the employee, person wants help buying stuff, lady blows them off, Liquidator has to take over and use his sales pitches to make a good sale.

"What is the best toy for my cat?"

"It will love the bell and feather on a string! The stick is made to not snap!"

"Are these vitamins good for my dog?"

"That's a no go! Four out of five specialists would suggest these higher quality vitamins with loads more vitamins in it for your pet!"

"My bird won't stop freaking out!"

"Yikes! Sounds like it is time to expand her cage! Trust me, bigger cage means less panic from your bird!"

After a few more quick sales, the man was tilting against a few aquariums and panting lightly, feeling exhausted from all the talking and pitching. It was amazing that this place was not burned to the ground by the sheer laziness of the staff. He was probably the only help anyone had ever gotten at this crappy store. The employee finally stopped in front of a tank of fish, motioning towards the clownfish swimming inside. This made Liquidator fall silent and just stare at her with a blank gaze. "... So how many fishes did you want?" she asked in a totally clueless voice, just staring back at him. "THIS ISN'T A PREDATOR!!!" he yelled in her face and started boiling from the immeasurable amount of rage this brought him. The employee just looked at him, asking "what's a predator?" cluelessly. The two just stared for a quiet second before the lady just takes out a ring of keys and throws them into Liquidators body. "Here. I gotta leave early today, so please lock up for me" she said dismissively as she just walked towards the front of the store to leave.

He just looked at her shocked as she, just like every other customer, left him alone and confused. Did she really mistake him for someone who worked there because he did her work better than her? 

…

Well at least he didn't have to pay for what he needed anymore.

After a few hours in the mall, the four villains were walking home together, with the jester laughing giddily after his little bit of complete chaos. "Hoohoohehehee! I haven't had this much fun in a while! This is the best christmas yet!" he cheered as he was bouncin in front the trio that were carrying their wrapped presents. He then moved to put an arm around Megavolt, who gave him a nervous grin and moved the bag with the gift box in to carry it with one hand. The air around them, despite the expectation of impending doom, was actually rather cheerful. It was mostly due to the unrestrained joy of Quackerjack, who was just radiating christmas cheer with his excited laughter and singing. "Really? Christmas carols? I thought you were above that?" the rat poked at him with his elbow, snickering as he teased the one walking beside him. "Eh, shut up, Sparky! Can't a man feel the christmas spirit for one?" he snapped back while trying to hold back a happy giggle, wanting to appear somewhat tough. Liquidator and Bushroot looked at each other and gave an amused smile.

And soon enough, they arrive at the hideout. They all strolled inside and placed down their gift boxes under a christmas tree disguise that they had for the heist that was planned for the evening after. It was close enough to a regular tree, so why not? This made the colorful duck jump around even more and squeal excitedly. He was tapping his feet restlessly as he looked over towards his own gifts, wanting so bad to give them to his friends already. This did not go unnoticed, as Bushroot watched his eyes stare longingly in the direction of his own christmas gifts, feeling that nervousness return as he remembered why they even got the "gifts" to begin with. Looking over at the other two, they both took notice of his questioning look and gave a nod, indicating that they were ready for the chaos. "Hey… Quacks. Didn't you have something for us?" he asked with a forced grin, trying his best to not ruin the jester's joy. 

Quackerjack gasped in excitement, not even answering the plant before he rushed off towards the work table to grab the gifts. Bushroot moved over to the others and they all formed a huddle. "Alright! Get ready for the onslaught! Keep close to the tree and hold the box at a distance!" Liquidator whispered to his fellow villains, earning a determined nod from them both. "Alright! Get ready!" the cheery voice of their four team member yelle, causing the huddle to break and the three of them stand innocently beside each other. 

Quackerjack walked over, presenting the biggest present first. Everyone prayed that they wouldn't be the one to recieve the gift. "Bushroot! This one is for you!". Curses. That's just his luck. But still, the plant duck took a deep breath and accepted the rather heavy box, getting even more scared when holding the potential "pandora's box" in his hands. Swallowing harshly, he reached out and pulled the ribbon off, causing the other two to immediately hide behind whatever was the closest. He recoiled back away from the box, expecting to be jumped as soon as that lid was lifted. 

But… nothing happened. That almost shocked him more than anything. So he curiously peeked inside and saw… a bag… a bag of fertilizer. It felt almost disappointing to get something so dull, instead of immeadiate death. But lifting the bag out of the box, he got a better look at it and realized something. "Wait a second! This is-!". "That's right! I got this fertilizer from a lab with some real knuckleheads for scientists working there! It's not even released to the public yet! And now it never will be! It's all yours!" the jester explained as he was hovering really close the the stunned man.

The fertilizer… it was HIS fertilizer! His project that he thought was lost after… the incident that made him into his mutant self. "Wow… wait, knucklehead scientists?" he then questioned, recognizing the description as his old labmates. "Oh yeah! Those two! I took care of them, don't worry! They seemed to really like throwing that football around! So I thought it'd be fun to try and be the ball for a change!" Quackerjack laughed amused as he seemed rather proud of himself. Bushroot just stared at him, tears starting to well up in his eyes before he hugged tightly onto the fertilizer and started wailing like a baby. "WAAAAAAH! THANK YOU! THIS IS THE BEST CHRISTMAS I'VE EVER HAAAAAAD!!!" he cried out and sat down on the floor with his precious bag.

Quackerjack looked shocked for a short moment before looking genuinely happy about the over emotional reaction he got. "Heeheehee… glad you like it" he muttered before grabbing the next box and walking over to Megavolt, who had come out of hiding and was just staring in baffled surprise. His gawking was interrupted as there was a rather small gift box shoved into his face. Accepting it without a word, he just looked back at Liquidator unsure, as if asking if it was safe. He just gave the rat a shrug and looked equally puzzled. 

Megavolt just sighed and decided to go for it, ripping off the ribbon and opening the box. Inside was a USB stick, a normal old USB stick. He picked it up and held it up to the duck. "Ok… I'll bite. What is this?". Quackerjack looked rather smug as he leaned into his face and explained "Well, Sparky. This USB contains countless of blueprints from an inventor, who works for none other than S.H.U.S.H. You don't realize how surprisingly easy it was to get! I bet she doesn't even realize it's gone!". The rat's eyes widened as he heard that. A USB… with S.H.U.S.H level blueprints?! There had got to be some really advanced stuff in that tiny little stick! All the knowledge he could ever desire! He even forgot to yell at the duck for calling him Sparky.

All he could do was sputter random sounds while trying to find any sort of words to say. Megavolt ended up just pulling Quackerjack into a hug and spinning around in a moment of bliss, rambling "ohmygodthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!". The duck gained a bright blush to his cheeks as he was held in the air by his friend, just allowing it to happen as this was just the type of reaction he had hoped for. Didn't expect it at all, but he had hoped. "Oh geez! Sparky! Be cool, pal! You're embarrassing me!" he laughed in a flustered manner, trying to hide how much he's enjoying the appreciation and failing immensely. 

He managed to get loose after a minute or so and took the last, tiny present and started making his way over to Liquidator. The dog looked very sceptical, as suppose to the previous expression of fear. "So… seems you really made a great sale to those two, huh?" he commented to the clown, who didn't say anything back and just wiggled his eyebrows at him. "... Well they are nerds, they get all excited over their… nerdy interests. But I'm a customer that isn't easily impressed. So don't expect any hugs or tears" he then said in a defensive tone and crossed his arms. Quackerjack only grinned wider and held out the present to him, inching it closer and closer to his face while letting out a quiet squeak. 

The water man just sighed and snatched the gift out of his hands, starting to unwrap it so he could just get it over with. And inside was just a piece of paper. That was it. His face dropped and he looked up at the duck. But he just kept grinning and darted his eyes between Liquidator and the paper. Rolling his eyes, Liquidator just picked it up and read over it. As he did, he realized it was a receipt from the local grocery store. "St. Canard convenience store. Wow! You really went above and beyond. Look at all that Sparkling Crystal Pure Flud Water you purcha- w… WAIT WHAT?!" he had to do a double take as he read over the receipt, not sure he read that right. But it was right there, in black and white, over $10 000 worth of his own brand of water.

"I know you better than you think" Quackerjack giggled smugly as he bounced over towards the leaking fridge and threw it open, revealing it to be filled to the brim with water bottles. Liquidator just stared in awe and with his jaw laying in the floor. Quacks picked it back up as he put an arm around his shoulder. "I know that you do love a good sale. But what do you like better? MAKING a good sale, of course! So what better christmas present for THE liquidator than to steal money from the bank and buy every last one of your water with it? That way, the ENTIRE CITY OF ST. CANARD has bought your stuff!" he informed the shocked man that he was hanging on while staring at his face, awaiting to see a reaction from him. 

He just stared at all of his bottled water, processing everything his teammate just told him. That was probably the only thing he could have ever wished for, success for his company. A singular tear fell from his eye, though it could have just been more water, and gave away a small, happy smile. "Wow… thank you, man" he just muttered.

Quackerjack let out a happy laugh as he started jumping around his friends with so much excitement. "Ho ho ho ha haa! I knew it! I knew you'd like my presents! Now, let's check what's inside yours!" he cheered curiously as he then pranced over to the other's presents under the fake tree. "Wait" Liquidator muttered surprised. "Our… presents?!" Megavolt gulped and started sweating, realizing what a mistake they had made with their assumption. "W-WAIT! Quacks! Don't open them!" Bushroot yelled as he started running over towards the duck to stop him. But it was too late as they got to watch him suddenly get shot with a laser that sent a current of electricity through his body. They then got to witness him being attacked by a dozen piranha before he was grabbed by the big pitcher plant that tried to eat him whole. 

The three, after watching this while grimacing and cringing, then proceeded to run over and save him from any further pain. It took a few minutes, but they got him free from the fish and plant, sitting him down on the floor with a blanket and a cup of hot chocolate. "...Not to be rude, since I got such a nice present earlier today, but you guys aren't the best gift givers, are ya?" Quacks asked the others with an awkward grin, trying to not ruin the happy mood he had achieved earlier. But they just gave him an embarrassed look and rubbed their necks, feeling equally as awkward as him. "Listen… We're sorry about all that. We didn't mean to cause you so much pain" Bushroot explained as he sat down beside him and put a hand on his shoulder. "We didn't expect your presents to be… actually really really nice. We thought you'd get us one of your demented toys that would try to kill us!" Megavolt told him as he also plonked himself down on the floor on his other side, rolling his fingers nervously. Liquidator didn't say anything, he just sat himself down and looked at him somewhat apologetically. 

"Waitwaitwait! Are you telling me that you expected me to basically prank you by giving you deadly toys that would rip you to shreds?" the clown asked in surprise as he looked between all of the Fearsome Four with a confused expression on his face. The three just looked away from him and tried to find some sort of justification. But they just felt kinda bad about how they had been acting during the day when the gifts they were given ended up being really good and considerate. What justification could they have that didn't ruin the mood further?

As the jester kept darting his eyes between everyone, his eyes started to water and he began sniffing softly. Bushroot took notice and quickly tried to console him. "H-hey now! W-w-we didn't mean anything by-". Before he could finish his sentence, Quackerjack stretched his arms out and embraced all of his team with a tearful sob. "YOU GUYS! IT'S SO SWEET OF YOU TO THINK I COULD SOMETHING SO CRULE AND EVIL ON CHRIIIIIIIISTMAAAAAAS!!!" he wailed while crushing the three grown men in his colorful arms. 

They all looked down at him pained as their chests were caving in from the force of the love they were given. But they smiled anyways and chuckled at the silly duck. "Geez, Quackers! I never thought any of us would ever have an actually good christmas, let alone us having one together! But you did it! You gave us a truly merry christmas!" Megavolt sighed happily and reached a hand out to rub the crying man's jangling head. It made him giggle through his tears and let go of them all, just grinning thankfully at the lot.

"GET THESE LITTLE MONSTERS AWAY FROM ME!!!" Negaduck yelled as he ran past his team, being pursued by a group of rather scary looking toys as he's chased out of the hide out. Quackerjack just looked confused as they disappeared out the door. "Weird… I thought he'd love a bit of violence!" he said, seemingly surprised by the turn of events. The other guys just looked at each other quietly for a second, before bursting out in laughter at the brief scene. That years christmas turned from wonderful to fantastic.

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Water Flows Like Love Does

Pairing: Loki X Reader

Requests: Request: Hi! Can I request a Loki x reader fic where she has feelings for him but he has his eye on someone else so he hasn't noticed her? Maybe she's pretty average looking? Not sure how specific I'm supposed to be. 👀 But I'm a huge fan of slow-burn, angst with a happy ending, and smuuuut. LOL Also, I love your writing! (Anon) & Loki x Reader where it’s proficiency for him to meet her as the love of his life ? (Anon)

Author’s Notes: I really ran away with this one. Geez. One thing I forgot was the smut. I was so involved in telling this story that i just forgot. Oops.

Words: 6366 / Warnings: None (Ao3 Link)

(More Loki One Shots and Series Here)

Water flows through a fountain constantly. It will keep flowing and flowing until the fountain’s life itself ends. You stared at it and wondered if love worked the same way. Your head tilted slowly as the water hit the pool of the fountain. You could give your love to a person and the love would keep flowing and changing, but the supply was still there. Love could never run out. Love keeps flowing.

“Y/N!” snapped your professor. Your head sharply turned back to him. You weren’t the best student in your class. It wasn’t that you were stupid. Your mind just wandered to other things like fantastic worlds or handsome boys. Your chair wobbled as you sat straight up before him. Another girl in your class giggled at your expense. Her long, blonde hair was too perfect, but you knew better. Sigyn charmed herself with vanity spells. You didn’t change your appearance for anything or anyone, but looking at some of the other girls in your sorcery class made you think about it.

Before the professor could lecture you on focusing in class, Loki walked in late as usual. He bowed his head and apologized.

“My mother required my assistance. Again, I apologize, Mephistopheles.” Loki took his seat right behind Sigyn. His face softened when he looked at her, and your face softened when you looked at him. His black hair was slicked back and his green cowl covered his neck. Everyone was dressed warmer for the colder weather. You tugged at your sweater sleeves. Sweater yarn started to grow into and around your hands creating fingerless gloves.

Mephistopheles continued with class. He gestured to the plants in the royal courtyard. Identifying each one and its purpose in magic. Plants and herbs were useful in your own home. Your mother made a lovely place for herself as Queen Frigga’s medicine woman. Your home was filled with dried herbs and flowers all over the place. You knew this class like the back of your hand.

You let your mind wander back to the fountain. How love flowed evenly and constantly through it. You heard Loki’s voice asking a question. You started to wonder if you could love Loki like that, and if he could love you back in the same way.

Mephistopheles ended class early due to the beautifully cold weather, but your homework was to study for your next exam which was in two days.

You walked through the palace and towards your mother’s workplace. She often enjoyed having you for lunch. You watched Sigyn and her close friends walk together in the direction of leaving the palace. “Y/N!” she cheerfully said. You turned your head to see her coming up to you. You felt your stomach drop. You wanted to hide. Her pretty heels clicked up to you. Her perfect blonde hair bounced. “Some friends and I were taking a lunch at the new sweets shop. Would you like to come?”

Her invitation sounded so sweet. You wanted to follow her, but remembered your mother.

“Thank you, but I usually have lunch with my mother,” you told her.

“Oh, that’s too bad. Next time then,” she waved and left with her group of friends. Sigyn giggled in class at your expense, yet she asked you to lunch? You weren’t so sure of people your own age.

Your other’s workplace looked more like a greenhouse than a workspace. Dirt and water decorated the floor like marble. Several tables held different families of flowers and plants. Each had their own temperature and watering schedules. The glass roof was sprinkled with colorful leaves. In the furthest corner, your mother set out two bowls of soup with sandwiches.

“Hello pumpkin,” she greeted you. You jumped into your stool. Steam rose from the vegetable soup your father made for both of you. You could smell the spices and seasoned potatoes. Digging right in, your mouth was immediately satisfied with the taste. The sandwich bread just crunched under the pressure of your fingers. It was filled with meat and a sauce your father made from home.

“How’s your day?” you asked your mother in-between bites. She smiled.

“Thor and his friends came in here with a couple of knicks and cuts. He asked about you.”

You knew where this was going. “Mom—

“Nothing embarrassing. Just what you were studying. He wanted to know what you’ll do after school.”

“He was just being nice, Mother,” you said. “Thor is really, really nice.” She touched your arm and bit her lip.

“Are you sure?”

You pulled your hand away. “Yes, I’m sure.” A small chuckle left your mouth. “No one has ever been interested in me. I don’t expect my first boyfriend to be a royal prince, especially not Thor.” Your mind flashed to Loki. Your heart sank. He never really noticed you, has he? Why would he? Sigyn was perfect. They weren’t dating.

That’s what you told yourself. They were only close friends. That flame of hope ignited once again before you left the palace for the day. Studying for the exam should be a cinch. You grew up in a house where your first words were “rose”, “thyme”, and “green”. You let your mind wander once more.

This time it was you and the Prince Loki in the royal ballroom. He smiled down at you, holding you oh-so-carefully like you were made of glass. He dared not break you. Both of you moved like water across the floor. You glided and spilled your love over each other. Loki bent down to your ear.

“You look lovely tonight.”

Your cheeks warmed at his compliment. He led you across the ballroom floor again, only to guide you outdoors to the balcony. The stars above your heads twinkled down and showed off to you. Asgard’s sky was different from other realms. Inky blues covered most of it, but every now and again you’d see a planet or a star shooting across.

“I have something for you,” Loki gently told you. He handed you a scroll with a location of a star. You looked up to the sky and saw it twinkling.

“A star?”

“It’s named after you. It was discovered recently, so I had them name it after you.” You heard three sharp knocks on your door, pulling you away from the sweet moment.

“Pumpkin? I’ve called you down to dinner twice.” Your father leaned against the door looking more concerned than cheerful.

“Sorry,” you muttered. Your parents were just as annoyed with your daydreaming as much as your teachers were. The exam wasn’t too difficult. You were asked to identify plants and flowers and then explain what they could be used for. When you were handed back your exam, you weren’t surprised. Flying colors all the way.

“Y/N?” you looked up to see Sigyn standing in front of you. You quietly sat with a book inside the royal library, but carefully put it down when she called your attention.

“Hello,” you greeted her.

“Hello, I’m sorry. I should’ve said that first.” Sigyn bit her lip. “I didn’t do well on the last exam we did. I know herbology is something you grew up on and you’re really good at. I was wondering—

“If I could tutor you?” you finished her sentence, raising your eyebrow. Sigyn clapped.

“Yes! Exactly!” “I don’t know. I’m not so sur—

“Please? I’ll be a good student,” she explained. “I’ll even help you with your hair! I know a good trick or two to get really healthy hair.” You held up your hand.

“You don’t have to do anything. I’m fine.”

“Is this about when I laughed at you in class?” she asked. “I’m really sorry about that. I really need your help. Please?” You sighed. Perhaps, Sigyn wasn’t as bad as you originally thought. No one who learned sorcery in Asgard was terribly bad. You shook hands with Sigyn and your tutoring sessions started.

You’d both meet in the library right after Herbology class to go over anything Sigyn had trouble on. At first, Sigyn felt embarrassed with everything she struggled with. Asking good questions wasn’t helping her until you told her, ‘It’s okay to ask stupid questions. It’s not stupid if you don’t know.’ After a few more sessions, Sigyn got more confident.

“So we don’t mix these two because that will create poison,” Sigyn said.

“Yes, but you can put them together along with sage.”

Sigyn shook her head. “This is really hard to memorize. Oh, hi Loki!” Before you stood the younger prince of Asgard who was having a hard time speaking aloud.

“H-hello. Hello. I’ve seen you both here every couple of days. I was wondering if I may join you?” His voice was so comforting to hear, but before you lost yourself in it, Sigyn turned to you.

“What do you think? Is this a no boys allowed club?” Her cheeky smile and gorgeous eyes were hard to say no to.

“You can join us if you’d like,” you nodded. Your heart fluttered when he sat down in the chair across from you, but next to Sigyn. He’s never been this close before.

“Thank you,” Loki opened his herbology book and notes. “I’ve been struggling too. Mephistopheles is a hard one.”

“You struggle too? But you’re so smart!” Sigyn cheered him on. Loki’s cheeks flushed bit, but then he turned to you.

“He told me that you were the only one to ace it. Everyone else either did below average or failed.” Your cheeks flushed more. This was the most he had spoken to you ever, and it was the biggest compliment.

“Thank you?” you replied. Loki nodded, and then started your tri-tutoring group. All of you met each time after class in the library. With Loki there, both of your ‘students’ excelled in the class. You taught them new things on top of what they were studying. You even taught them more about forbidden topics: such as poisons and hexes using plants.

“That makes poison?”

“It’s Midgardian, but yes, that makes poison,” you smiled. Loki and Sigyn looked at each other and then you.

“I don’t know why you aren’t the teacher,” Loki smiled. “This is so much more fun when you explain it like this.” You felt your face flush once more in front of Loki.

“Thank-thank you,” you said. You felt your face grow white at the realization that Sigyn had been watching you intently this entire time. “We’re done for today. I have to rush home to feed Audrey.”

“Audrey? You have a sister?” Sigyn asked.

“Not exactly. Audrey is a monstrous plant that feeds on adult ravens, but we were born around the same time, so I guess you can say she’s my sister.” Sigyn and Loki looked at you with both confusion and admiration at the same time. You waved them off and went on your way.

That evening, your father had a surprise for you. All of your things were packed up and ready to move. Both of your parents decided it was time for you to be part of the Asgardian court to help you make meaningful connections and to mature. The rest of your week was moving and settling into your own castle room which was in Frigga’s wing. She was more than happy to have a new neighbor and one that was a sorceress-in-training.

“Please, let me know if there’s anything I can do to make you feel comfortable,” she smiled down at you.

“Thank you,” you nodded. “You’ve been so welcoming. Thank you.” The Queen placed her hand on your shoulder.

“Your mother brings nothing but healing and joy to Asgard. I know you’ll do the same.”

“The tutoring session!” you gasped at your realization.

“I’ve excused you from classes, is everything alright?”

“No, this isn’t a class. I’m helping Loki and Sigyn. I’m sorry! I have to go!” You rushed yourself towards the royal library to find a very sour Loki reading over notes and an absent Sigyn.

“Where’s—

“She’s not coming,” Loki bit his thumnbnail. “She won’t be coming anymore.”

“What? Why? Did I—

“You did nothing wrong,” Loki snarled. Clearly, something happened in the week you were gone. You set down your books carefully while watching Loki’s face turn from sour to soft. A sigh left his mouth. “I wanted to court her desperately. It seems that she didn’t feel the same.”

“She rejected you?”

“Yes,” Loki said sharply. His thumbnail was bitten off. You looked around to see if Sigyn was secretly watching, but saw no signs of her. You sat down slowly in front of the tested Loki.

“Do you want me to tutor you or—

Loki narrowed his eyes. “What do you think?” His nostrils flaring. Your eyes darted back and forth.

“I don’t know what to think. That’s why I asked you.” Both sat there awkwardly for a moment until Loki broke the silence.

“You’re right,” he agreed, chuckling to himself. “I’m being difficult. I hope we can continue.” You nodded along, and went ahead tutoring Loki on this week’s lesson. In turn, Loki traded you tips and hints of how to not get lost in Asgard and who not to piss off. Loki pointed down a hallway. His wrist flicked to the left.

“That’s where my room is.”

“Why are you telling me where your room is? I asked you where I could make friends?” you cocked your brow. Loki nodded.

“And I told you. Down there, last door on the left.” Loki started down the hallway. “I spend a lot of time in there. Come visit me sometime.” The rest of the summer Loki and you met up to trade knowledge. You would engage him into learning more about his mother’s garden, and he would talk to you of who to be friends with in court.

“What of Fandral? He seems very charming,” you commented to Loki as both of you entered the throne room. Loki touched your arm and held on gently. His mouth went next to your ear.

“Fandral isn’t friends with girls. Not girls like you,” he commented. You felt a pang of hurt inside your stomach. Being friends with Loki for this long had been wonderful, but you still held that hope inside that he would notice you some way. It still wasn’t the case. You still weren’t pretty enough to be noticed or have friends, you guessed. You looked down and bit your lip, letting your mind wander until a snap broke you out.

“Huh?”

“You’re doing it again. The wandering,” Loki pointed out. “Are you alright?” “What you said about Fandral—

“He messes around with girls and does not care to return the feelings. There’s no such thing as a good girl being friends with Fandral. The last thing you want to give him is your time and your love.” Loki wasn’t commenting on your looks. He was warning you.

A loud boom echoed the room, and you faced your King. Odin sat on his throne while he spoke on the peace in Asgard. How he wanted to move forward, what the kingdom was doing science-wise, and to announce the Harvest Festival was well under way in planning. The annual celebration was something you looked forward to every year. You spoke about your excitement in Loki’s chambers.

“Do you think they’ll have sugar pumpkins soon? Maybe I can get one from Stanis tomorrow morning?”

“A sugar pumpkin?” Loki inquired.

“To make pie.” A glint caught your eye. Loki’s chambers were covered in different books, scientific tools, and art. His bedroom was a museum of his head. A telescope was aimed through his window. Bookshelves were netly organized with different texts ranging from ancient Asgardian history to passionate folktales of love to Midgardian war strategies. Browns and blacks decorated the mischievous boy’s walls and floor.

You had looked through most books and asked him about his favorite art, but something lay next to his bed. It was the size of an elongated water glass, but the glass moved. Three opals lay at the bottom of the glass, their color constantly changing from red to purple to violet to maroon. The glassy water flowed continuously in the magical glass. The water reflected the colors of the opals. You heard another snap.

“Sorry,” you apologized. You lowered your own hand, finding yourself closer to the beautiful object than you thought you were. Your eyes snapped back to the magical water. “What is that? I’ve never seen it before.”

“Good timing too, it’s never done this before,” Loki invited you to sit next to him on his bed while both of you watched the deep red colors interchange. “Five years ago, I became fascinated with oracles and prophecies. How could people predict the future without science and facts? What became of those heroes that were prophesized? Odin wasn’t too happy with my new interest, but my mother was.

“She took me back to her homeland during a festival of sorts. The festival doesn’t matter. I remember we entered a sacred tent. In the center was a real oracle. She told me that she waited for me, the God of Mischief. She knew what I wanted, and this this to me in a box. I told her I wanted my own prophecy, and she pointed to the box. ‘There’s your prophecy. Once revealed, your heart will know.’ The oracle believed I was too smart for riddles and words. So, she gifted me a puzzle.”

“A puzzle prophecy?” You wanted to run your fingers through the flowing water so terribly. It felt like an itch. “So what kind of prophecy is it?”

“A romantic one. After looking over the words the oracle told me. ‘Once revealed, the heart will know.’ I believe once I crack the puzzle I will know who I’m supposed to be with.” A thought occurred to you.

“Sigyn. That’s why you passionately pursued her, didn’t you?”

Loki slowly nodded. A long exhale escaped his mouth into the air. “At the time, I thought I had it. Whenever I dreamed about her, thought about her, the water and opals turned green. Green is notoriously my color, so I thought she belonged to me.”

“What have you learned so far?”

Loki took the object in his hands. The glass congealed in his hands. The water still swirled, but it was contained.

“It studies my dreams. It knows my feelings, so the magic is empathic. It knows my relationship with others. I thought of my mother several times in front of it as a control. The water turned yellow and bright. Happiness. I feel nothing but happiness around her. I thought of Thor and it gave me a mixture between reds and yellows. Joy, but anger.”

“And me?”

Both of you looked at the object again. The same purples and deep reds turned over and over again. Loki shook his head.

“I-I don’t know. I thought red meant anger, but I have no anger towards you.”

The harvest festival had other realms gathering towards Asgard. Soon, Asgard was filled with visitors from other realms. Each sharing their harvest and traditions with the other. You always thought that Odin had this peaceful vision of all cultures coming together to celebrate each other. After being Loki’s closest friend for months, you’ve come to learn the politics of it all.

You wore a prettier gown than usual, but nothing too fancy as you glided into the ballroom packed with nobles and royalty alike. Loki wore a watered down version of his personal armor. A pair of smaller golden horns decorated his black-haired head. Your arm was in his as usual.

“Ah, the ambassador from Svartalfheim is walking towards us,” you warned Loki. His head snapped forward and rolled his eyes.

“I can’t stand him. Stop me from doing something rash.” Loki and you stepped forward to meet with the Dark Elf/Asgardian hybrid. His ears were shaped like any dark elf. His eyes were charcoal like the ashes of a dead fire. His body wasn’t that of a warrior, but more a comfortably wealthy politician that spend his earnings on clothing his rotund body than helping the common people.

“My lord, my lady,” he greeted.

“Oh, I must apologize, but—

Loki stopped you from apologizing with a squeeze of your arm. He opened his mouth. “Good evening, Arn. How can I help you?”

“My young lord, I heard you were gifted with sorcery. Tell me, do you find it useful?”

“I do,” Loki answered. “Why?”

“How can you fight with it? It’s only magic. A few words here, a pretty hand action there, and then—

Suddenly, Arn’s body fell to the ground like someone had ripped carpet from under him. He rolled on his back, struggling to get up. You giggled while Loki took you both away from the scene. Your pretty dress swayed in his direction and he accidently stepped on it.

“I’m so sorry! Your dress—

“It’s fine,” you looked down to see not much damage, only dirt. When you looked back up, Loki’s face was in close proximity to yours. The warmth of his breath covered your cheeks. All of your fantasies were now reality. Loki and you were now alone in the palace at night and his attention was now on you.

Without much thinking, your hands wrapped around his neck and placed your lips on his. He was warm. It was different than you thought it would be. You didn’t hear fireworks or feel space twisting inside your stomach. He was just warm. Loki’s hands pushed you back by your arms. His face was in shock.

“Why did you do that?” he asked you. “Y/N, why did you do that?”

“You must’ve known, right?” the words spilled out. Just like water. They exploded out of you like a geyser. “How I looked at you, why I helped you, why I always take your arm, why I’m always around you. You must have known. You’re not stupid. You know how I feel about you.”

Loki shook his head. “No, I-I don’t. I-what?” The realization hit you before he could say it. He never once noticed it. He never once cared enough for you to see how obvious it was. Tears welled up in your eyes. You thought it was sadness at first, but it was anger that made you push Loki away from you. It was anger that made you sprint away from the palace and into the festival grounds. It was anger that made you collide with another body.

“I’m sorry!” You tried to cover up your crying face. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to— “Y/N?” Thor stopped you. A cheerful smile faded from his face. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Words did not flow anymore. They were stuck in the back of your throat like an itch.

“I don’t wish to talk about it.” You wiped a hand across your eyes, smearing your eye makeup.

“I understand,” Thor offered you a hand and a drink.

“Wait, is this?”

“It is,” Thor nodded and put the drink in your hand. “Sometimes it’s okay to forget and enjoy good company.” You smiled at his kindness. Sometimes, you wished your heart swelled for the other brother. Thor had always been kind to you. Why couldn’t Loki be the same?

You galloped and ran around with Thor and his friends for the evening. After a couple of drinks, your dress ripped due to an altercation with a foreigner. Sif, who was sound and more sober than you, stole clothes from a local merchant. You changed into more a more durable pair of pants and a tunic. A cloak from a different merchant covered you into the night.

Ale and wine warmed your belly while you felt all unrequited feelings for Loki fade away. Thor and Sif were closer to you than ever before. Thor smelled of ale and sweat, but Sif smelled like flowers. How a female warrior smelled like flowers? You had no idea. Fandral smiled at other girls while the whole lot of you found the palace again. You remember hanging onto Sif and laughing as both of you entered the empty throne room with everyone else.

The last thing you remember is Thor attempting to pick up Mjolnir. The next thing you remember is your parents looking down on you in one of Eir’s beds. You looked to the left and right of you. Everyone who partied with you last night nursed headaches and pains. You watched one of Fandral’s girls throw up into a basin two beds away from you.

“What in the Hel were you thinking?!” Your father yelled at you. The sunlight caused pain in your eyes. “We sent you to live in Asgard Palace to teach you values, make meaningful connections, and this is what you do?”

“Father, I am truly so sorry—

“No, sorry won’t cut it.”

“Odo, hush. You’re too cross,” your mother calmed your father. He shook his head.

“No, I will not have my daughter become a lady of night.”

“Father! Please! I wouldn’t. It was only one night!”

“That’s your aunt said to me. One night! Ha! What a joke that was! It’s never just one night. And it’s never going to happen again.”

“Odo, please—

“I don’t understand,” you said. “What do you mean?”

“We’re sending you away,” your father’s lips formed one firm line. “You’re going away to Vanaheim to a sanctuary for young girls. Asgard’s corruption can’t touch you there.” Your father ripped you away from everything you knew for the sake of your own purity. Away from Thor, Sif, and Fandral. Away from Frigga. Away from your home and everything you knew. Away from Loki.

You never had the chance to say goodbye. Your father gathered everything he could of yours and sent you off towards the sanctuary in Vanaheim. The ride was long and tiring, but once you arrived you were surprised to see who greeted you first.

“I know how you feel. There’s a lot of anger to be had,” Frigga placed her hands on your shoulders, letting them slide up and down your arms as comfort. “Do not be angry with your father. He loves you dearly.”

“I know, but I only made one mistake. Now, I’m here.”

“Do not think of this place as a punishment. Think of it as an opportunity. A place to grow, learn, and mature. I did all of education here when I was young. Sink into magic. Let knowledge be water, and you a sponge. Soak in it. Let it expand you.”

You took Frigga’s words to heart as your mind soaked in every subject you could get your hands on. Your teachers encouraged your mind to wander and explore rather than make you pay attention. You quickly made your own friends and relished any time you had with them whether it be enjoying wine or studying quietly with them.

One day, a close friend presented you with a letter. The envelope was green and gold. Loki. You quietly excused yourself while you read the letter privately in your own space.

Y/N,

It has been months since that night. I had thought you were actively avoiding my company until I heard of your fate from Thor. I was cross with my mother and your parents for a while until last week. My mother told me this place was better for you than Asgard. I suppose she is right. Still, I miss you terribly. My closest friend in an entirely different realm learning all kinds of magic and sorcery. I don’t know whether to feel jealousy or sadness. My mother gave me your address so I may write letters to you. I must admit this is the fourth letter I’ve written.

If you do not want our friendship, then I understand. I will write to you no longer. However, if there’s a chance I may save our kinship, please let me fix it.

Yours, Loki.

The letter shocked you. You hadn’t seen or heard from him, and now he wishes to rekindle the warm friendship you both shared. You wondered how to feel. Had you moved on from him? Or were the same feelings there? You had been so busy and productive, you had forgotten about him. Rekindling your friendship may not be a necessarily a bad thing.

Thus, began the letter exchanging. Loki was thrilled to hear back from you, so much so, that he sent a new book he was looking into about oracles. It was written by the same woman who gave him the contraption. It seems she was rather gifted by giving puzzles and items as prophecies rather than saying them. Through your first letters, both of you examined Loki’s magical water glass which it was appropriately named Juturna’s Glass.

You were so close to unlocking the puzzle one day in the library as you compared your notes to Loki’s letters until another letter was handed to you. It was accompanied by a box wrapped in gold and white.

Y/N,

I realize most of our letters are dedicated to the puzzle. I had almost forgotten your birthday! Today, I want to forget about the puzzle and present you with this gift. Your friendship to me means the world to me. It saddens me that I cannot spend time with someone I consider my equal, but I hope you enjoy the present.

The small, white box opened easily after you pulled the ribbon from it. Inside, lay three opals that twinkled at you. They were strung together in a beautiful necklace. A small gasp left your mouth. Your fingers brushed over the delicate thing. You knew money to Loki was nothing, but this present looked like a lot.

“That’s so beautiful!” Sayori commented.

“Thank you, Loki gave it to me for my birthday,” you told her. Sayori smiled.

“Oh, The Prince of Darkness has found his light.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you chuckled. A long-haired beauty turned around in her seat.

“It means he likes you, silly.”

“Sigyn!” you gasped. “Come on, you know more than anyone he never noticed me, especially next to you.” Sigyn shook her head.

“What friend gives another friend a necklace like that?”

The question played in your head for a day or two. You didn’t have time for your head to wander like usual. You and other young women were now being tested in front of the entire sanctuary. Everything from herbology to sorcery to prophetic powers, your sanctuary was known to turn out nothing but the best. Your parents greeted you after graduation with flowers and your first cloak. It was in your family colors. The red base had purple moons highlighted by golden threads.

You left Asgard a lost and broken teenager, but you returned with your head held high as a grown woman. Sigyn rode to your right. Over the years, her beauty had matured into something men would die for. She no longer needed glamour charms. She wore her own beauty. You still believed yourself to be plain, but after years spent in the sanctuary you learned to love yourself for your own beauty.

You waved and smiled at people you once knew, but your stomach flipped when you saw the palace.

“Hey!” Sigyn called out. You turned your head to see her devilish smile. “Last one there has to kiss Fandral?”

“You’re on.” You winked at her. You kicked your horse into gear as both of you sped through Asgard and into the palace. Your cloak whipped behind you as your white horse climbed the steps of the palace and finally finishing right before the throne room to present yourself to the King. You panted and sighed at the welcome sight of the throne room doors. Asgard’s history and beauty carved into them. You pushed the doors open and frowned at the sight of Sigyn already there.

“Teleportation, isn’t it wonderful?” she reached out to poke you.

“Cheater,” you smiled. Both of you heard laughter ahead of you. Sigyn and you expected to see Odin on his throne to welcome you back, but instead Loki stood before you both in full armor. His black hair was slicked back as usual, but he was a man now. His boyish parts gone and replaced with a leaner, taller version of himself. His green cape followed each elegant step he took. You felt your heart racing as your fingers touched the opals you still wore.

“Sigyn, it’s been a while,” Loki greeted her first. You felt another pang of jealousy as he hugged her.

“It’s good to see you too,” she smiled back.

“Welcome back,” he smiled at both of you. His hand reached out to yours. You let him take it as he kissed your fingers. Butterflies tickled your stomach as the pink reached your cheeks. “Both of you have been dearly missed. My father could not be here to greet you, so I wanted to do the job. Sigyn, I believe my mother and Eir would like to speak with you.”

“Eir? I thought she hated me,” she smiled. Loki shrugged.

“Time changes feelings,” Loki said, standing closer to you than her. “Go see her. She has an opportunity for you.”

“Well, how fancy.” Sigyn’s hair whipped around as she walked out of the throne room, leaving you and Loki alone.

“Hello,” he said to you as if he was waiting for a specific answer.

“Hello,” you said to him. “I don’t suppose I have an opportunity too?”

“Oh! Yes, you do. I helped, but I had hoped you would follow me first for old times’ sake.”

“Oh? Does this involve snakes?” you giggled. Loki laughed along with you. He offered you his arm.

“Not this time.” Loki led you inside the royal library where you had tutored him. Things were changed around and new furniture had replaced the old. You wanted to question Loki’s motives until you saw Juturna’s Glass except it was no longer a solid water vessel. The red and purple water created an illusion of a heart. The blue and red veins acted as if there was blood pumping the ‘heart’.

“Loki—

“I solved it,” Loki smiled. “I cracked the puzzle. I wanted to show you. I could not have done this without your hard work. Thank you.” A sadness settled in the pit of your stomach. If Loki had solved the prophetic puzzle that means he finally found who his heart truly belonged to. You gave Loki your best smile.

“I’m happy for you,” you told him. You took in a sharp breath to avoid sobbing. “I hope she’s wonderful and makes you happy.” Loki turned to you. His blue eyes looked into yours. It seemed like an eternity since you both had been this physically close.

“She is,” Loki whispered to you. He pointed back to the glassy water heart. “You’re smart, love. Look at it again. What’s missing?”

The glass heart had everything, but the solid vessel. The reds, blues, and purples were still bright as usual. It still flowed and pumped. You looked into the crevices and around the heart. Nothing looked missing until you remembered.

“Weren’t there jewels at the—

You touched the three opals on your neck. You remembered the three opals sitting at the bottom of the puzzle. The same three opals that rested happily on your chest.

“Loki?” You turned to him and gasped. He chuckled.

“You’re slowly understanding it? I thought you would’ve known,” Loki smiled.

“How long?” you asked. “I cracked it not long before your birthday. That was well over fifty years ago,” Loki smiled. “You and I were meant to be, Y/N. I was too young and stupid to understand what I had in front of me.”

“You’ve been in love with me for that long?!” you exclaimed. You went to push Loki, but before you could push him Loki grabbed your wrists and pulled you towards him. He closed in the space between both of you. His hands ran through your hair as his mouth moved against yours. You held his armor in your hands. It was the only thing that could keep you stable. You wanted to melt in his arms. When you finally separated, Loki could barely open his eyes. You could see the smile across his face.

He was finally yours.

Your new relationship became very known to the rest of the kingdom. Loki couldn’t stop showing you off to anyone and everyone. You started teaching a new class of students replacing three other teachers because well, you were always the better teacher either way.

“Lady Y/N?” a student asked, raising their hand properly. “What can you tell me about Juturna’s Glass?” You smiled fondly looking at the same glass heart that pumped violets and rubies.

“Love is like water. It flows continuously for those who love us and those that we love. It is constant. It is strong. It is transparent. The glass shows us our love for other people. For me, it shows Loki’s—

“You mean your fiancé?” Loki corrected from the classroom door. You nodded and smiled at your trickster.

“It shows my fiancé’s love for me. It can show a mother’s love. A love for a pet. In this case, it showed us true love. It showed me clarity.”

“Is that why love magic is mostly water?” a different student asked.

“Yes and no,” you told the student. “Love magic can be in all different elements. But yes, love flows like water does. I’m afraid that’s all the time we have for today. Please revie—

“They’re gone, darling,” Loki kissed you on the forehead, watching the last student race out the door. “I had hoped you could help if you were done with classes.”

“Oh? What do you need? A potion? A spell?” You asked him. He shook his head and flashed you the same smile you fell in love with many years ago.

“A prank.” Loki offered you his hand and his plans as both of you walked through the palace to find Sif, the poor victim, hand-in hand.

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His Treasure || Part 9

Pirate!Baekhyun x Reader - Series

Summary: It’s either on your knees and beg for your life or you’re walking the plank.

Absolutely NO plagiarism of my work.  

Moodboard by @byunfirstlady

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Yixing winced as he watched his captain smash another glass of bottled beer against the walls of his room.

“She escaped.” He growled loudly. “She fucking, escaped Yixing. How do you think that sounds?!”

Yixing looked down, choosing not to say anything.

Baekhyun looked at him furiously and turned around, throwing his hands in the air. “The number one thing that was meant to be here, within my grasps, managed to find a way to slip out and disappear from my sight!”

Yixing jumped when Baekhyun unexpectedly threw a chair at one corner, watching it smash to pieces with how hard it was thrown.

“How. HOW?!” Baekhyun yelled, making a beeline towards his desk that was near the window. Slumping on the seat behind it, he growled and looked down, bringing his hands up and shoving everything to the side, watching it smash to the ground.

“Why. Do. They. Always. ESCAPE?!” He yelled, slamming his hands against the table with each word. “Why. WHY??”

“Captain please…” Yixing said sighing, walking up to him. “Calm down.”

“Calm down?” Baekhyun said incredulously. “CALM DOWN??”

He stood up and marched his way up to his second in command. “If it isn’t already obvious to you, Yixing, we… have lost… the number one thing we weren’t supposed to lose! And you’re telling me to calm down?? I should have that stupid dog killed!”

Yixing gave Baekhyun a hard look. “The dog is not to blame.” He said calmly, though Baekhyun saw him clench his jaw. “It was a wrong choice that we made, and was our misjudgment, not ViVi’s Captain. We should have been more careful with our choices. We will find her, don’t worry.”

Baekhyun groaned and turned around. “FUCK!” he yelled, gripping his hair tightly with both hands as he looked down. He knew he couldn’t argue with Yixing. Even though he wanted to blame someone, anyone right now, he knew that your escape was a miscall on his side.

“Why?” he whispered, and Yixing’s eye widened at how broken he now sounded, his angry tone now completely gone. He watched in shock at his captain who now slumped down to the ground, his back towards him.

Had his ego had finally gotten the best of him? Baekhyun had really thought that he could finally contain this one, he had really thought that. But why, why weren’t things going his way?

“Captain?” Yixing called out unsure, lifting both his hands slowly as he approached his leader cautiously.

When he got no response, he grew worried.

“… Baekhyun?”

All he got was a deep sigh.

“Why do they always escape, Yixing? Why… why don’t they always last long enough? Not once have we managed to keep one of them alive, and now, for the first time, one of them has managed to run away. Tell me, what do we do, Yixing?”

Said boy looked down at his captain confidently as he kneeled down next to him and placed his hand down on his shoulder.

“We’re going to find her Baekhyun, that’s what. Sure this village is big, yes, it might be impossible to find her, that is, if we were ordinary people. But we’re not. We’re EXO. The most feared pirates on these oceans. And we’ll be damned if we don’t find her.”

Baekhyun looked at him, a dark shadow falling over his face as he nodded and walked away.

“Call in the boys.” He said as he stood up and walked out of his room. “We’ve got a new mission now.”

Yixing nodded, following him and running ahead to go and tell his other crew mates their orders.

Baekhyun walked further up the ship and went to the top deck, walking near the railings and looking out at the village before him.

The sun had since risen, the bright light slowly falling over the many houses and huts littered here and there. Glaring at the sight, the young captain growled underneath his breath.

“Ready or not kitten...

 Here I come.”

Feeling something warm washing over you, you let out a soft moan and strained to open your eyes. Shifting so that you could stretch, you let your muscles let out a small crack and let out a groan.

Sitting up from your lying down position, you rubbed your eyes to make the sleep go away and looked around.

Sleeping on a sack of potatoes behind a bricked village house in an alleyway was the last place you thought you’d ever find yourself sleeping. But here you were, neck sore from the uncomfortable make shift bed you had to sleep on with a slight headache that was going away by each second you became more awake. Let’s not also forget about the ‘blanket’ you had to cover yourself, which was an empty potato sack that smelled of moldy vegetables. But who were you to complain? This was probably a five star rating to peasants.

Sitting up more straight and leaning against the brick wall behind you, you closed your eyes and allowed the memories of last night to flood into your mind.

The pirate ship, EXO, Byun fucking Baekhyun, ViVi and you escaping. Last night you had managed to outsmart a bunch of scum pirates who thought they were better than everyone else. You managed to run deeper into the village, making sure you were far away from the docks, and far away from unwanted attention. It was then when you found this alleyway, and judging by the amount of food kept in boxes behind the building you slept, you guessed that you were probably behind a restaurant or something.

You sighed softly and opened your eyes, looking to your right when you heard laughter, and looked to see a bunch of children playing with some chickens near a small house.

That reminded you. You should probably keep a low profile around here. News sure did travel fast now days, even through some mere gossiping. And if this village was to hear about this mysterious girl who suddenly showed up claiming that she was abducted by pirates, word will surely reach Baekhyun’s ears then. And that was the last thing you wanted to happen right now.

You needed a way to blend into this place. Maybe find a place where you could take nice bath, some new clothes, perhaps maybe even some-

Your stomach let out an ugly noise before you could think any further and you blushed, glad no one was here to hear that monstrous noise.

Looking to your left, you eyes came into contact with a box full of carrots.

You made a face. Not really the classy breakfast you were looking for, but it’ll have to do for now. You did feel slightly bad for stealing though… what if-

Your stomach made another lion’s roar and you decided, ‘You know what? Fuck it.’ And grabbed a bunch of carrots, standing up and quickly running out of the alleyway.

You stumbled and covered your eyes when the full view of the sun shone down on you. ‘Damn that’s bright.’

You needed to clean the carrots before you could eat them, god knows how much dirt could’ve been on them.

Seeing a little boy running near you, you quickly called out to him, cheering mentally when he heard you and dashing over to you.

“Hey.” You said with a smile. “Do you know if there’s a pond or river nearby here?”

The small boy nodded and smiled, showing you his teeth and you could see that he was missing some. “There’s a river down that road.” He said, pointing behind you to show you a brick road.

You nodded and shot him another grateful smile. “Thanks kid!” you called out and jogged towards where he had shown you the way.

After a few minutes of walking, you let out a victorious shriek when you saw the river. Running up to it, you bent down to look at the water and beamed.

Fresh water. Awesome.

Placing down your carrots to wash them, you gave them a good clean until you deemed them worthy to be eaten. Standing up and shaking your wet sleeves, you bit into the carrot and nearly choked with how fast you were eating. Geez, you really were starving.

Once you were done with your ‘breakfast’, you walked back into what looked like to be the heart of the village, deciding to take a stroll around the area while munching on your last carrot, making sure to stay on the lookout for anyone who looked suspicious to you. Who knows, maybe Baekhyun had already sent out spies to look for you.

You passed by many shops, and you guessed that you had probably reached the shops and markets. You stared in vain at all the various amounts of food that they were selling. You pressed your face at some display glass at a nearby building that looked to be a bakery and drooled at the fresh looking bread.

You passed by many different shops, each time looking at everything with awe. This island seemed to have a lot more going on than the island in which you grew up. And since you didn’t travel much to other islands, you had no idea what to expect.

Quickly moving to the side after nearly crashing into a horse pulling a fancy looking cart, you looked up to see that you had reached a fancy looking shop selling very, very fancy looking dresses.

There were clothes for all kinds of women. Small, big, embroidered with diamonds, plain ones, dresses for skinny women and fat, and some that even looked hideous. But from where you stood from outside, the one dress that caught your attention was the one that was placed directly in the middle of the showcase.

Your eyes widened as you took in the dress. With the shade that looked exactly like the color of the sea, it really was the prettiest dress you had ever seen. It was off-shouldered, with diamonds embroidered on the top half and the bottom plain and simple, with a few diamonds scattered at the bottom. You were begging to touch the silk, but there was one thing that held you back.

The color. The turquoise-blue color. The shade of the sea.

It was a gorgeous dress. But it reminded you too much of him. Someone might even call you crazy for thinking that a dress could remind you of someone, but to you, the ocean color just brought back bad memories, ones that you wanted to forget.

If you saw this dress back on your island, then you gladly would’ve bought it, regarding the fact if you had never met Baekhyun in the first place.

You noticed from the reflection of the glass other women who passed by the dress parlor every now and then stare at the same dress you were looking at. It really was a beauty.

Two women who you saw walking behind you gave you a weird look as they inspected you from head to toe. Both of them were wearing what looked to be extremely expensive looking clothes, judging by the amount of lace and diamonds were place and scattered across the fabrics. They gave you one last look before looking at each other and bursting out into a fit of laughter as they walked away snootily.

You sighed in annoyance and looked over your clothes.

You were still wearing the clothes Yixing had last given you, albeit they were a bit dirtier now.

Looking back at the dress you frowned. So much for wanting to look pretty in this messy situation.

You were about to walk away, but then the door to the dress parlor suddenly slammed open and you jumped, letting out a yelp. Then, two voices began to yell at each other back and forth.

“No Maurice! I am telling you, cancel the order!”

“But, but Miss Se-!”

“NO BUTS! I am telling you for the last time Maurice, THE ORDER IS CANCELLED!!”

Looking behind you, you noticed a very pretty lady –well she would look pretty if she dropped the scowl that was on her face- storming out of the parlor with an older man following her.

“The wedding is cancelled, and there is no bride, SO WHAT IS THE POINT FOR A DRESS?!”

“But the dress took so long to make-!”

“Silence!” the lady said, ruffling her dress of any dirt as she held up a finger. “Keep the dress for another customer, or you may do what ever you wish to with that dress, I’m afraid I no longer need it. Now, I must be off, I have important matters to attend to!”

She turned around and waved at a man who was standing nearby, who got up from the barrel he was sitting on and jumped on a wagon, pulling the ropes that were attached to a horse and bringing the vehicle over and stopping it in front of the lady.

“Goodbye Maurice!” she called out as she lifted her dress to climb into the wagon as the driver man opened the door for her.

Before she could even lift her foot to enter the fancy wagon her gaze locked with your confused ones.

She froze, leg still halfway up from the ground, and you found her stare to be an uncomfortable one. You turned around to walk away and ignore her, but the lady immediately called out for you.

“Wait! You there! Look at me girl!”

You jumped in surprise and snapped your head to turn around and look at the lady in shock.

“Me?” you said unsure, pointing to yourself in uncertainty.

The lady said nothing but lifted her dress and marched up to you. You took one step back at the sudden closeness and your eyes widened when she suddenly grabbed your face and pulled it closer to hers.

You squealed, your eyes widening to look at the crazy lady in shock who was now inspecting you closely. Pulling back a little, she looked at you up and down for a few seconds before pulling back completely, letting go of your face and taking her chin into her hands.

After a while, she nodded. Her eyes snapped up to yours and you leaned back in suspicion.

“You’ll do just fine.” She suddenly said.

“What the wha- HEY!” you cried out when she suddenly took your arm and began to pull you towards her wagon. You began to protest, but this petite woman had a lot of hidden strength in her, and you struggled to escape all the while you tried not to trip on her huge dress as she shoved you inside the wagon.

“MAURICE!” she suddenly called out again. Said tailor jumped and looked at her.

“Y-yes My Lady?”

The woman went inside the wagon and forced you down on the velvet seat beneath you, and then pushing you to the side hurryingly so she could sit next to you.

She looked up and raised her eyebrow before giving ‘Maurice’ one last message.

“Save the dress for me.” She said and you looked at her wearily. “We might need it after all.”

Maurice certainly looked happy at the news, he agreed straight away and skipped back into his shop.

The driver of the wagon came to the door and began to close it. “Where to?” he asked.

“The castle Minho, and make it quick.”

“Yes My Lady.”

Closing the door, the driver went back to his place in front of the wagon and pulled on the reins of the horse, making it move towards an unknown destination.

When you finally snapped out the confusion you were in you looked at the woman next to you in bewilderment.

“Who the heck are you? And where are we going?!”

The girl simply sent a smile at your way and placed her hands on her lap.

“My name is Seulgi.” She said as she looked forward.

“And as to where we’re going, you’ll find out soon.”

When the carriage reached a sudden stop, you sat up straight, more scared about what was about to happen.

The lady called Seulgi must’ve noticed your nervousness, because she suddenly placed a hand on your shoulder in a way to calm you down.

“Don’t be scared darling.” She said. “I’m not taking you to be killed or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking… I’m here to help you, that’s all. And maybe ask you for a favor in return.”

You decided not to say anything other than nod your head, still unsure.

Could you trust this girl? I mean, it’s not every day your suddenly dragged into a very fancy looking carriage and swept away to god knows where. I mean, what if she was part of an evil gang or something who murdered peasants for fun? What if she was a-

“We’re here.”

“Huh?”

The carriage came to a sudden stop and you braced yourself, ready to jump out this carriage and make a dash for it if you needed to.

Seulgi turned towards you and patted your thigh a few times. “Let’s go my dear!” she said as the door to her right opened and she moved to climb down the steps to go outside. She reached out a hand for you to grab. “Come on!”

You looked at her, still wary of her, before sighing and slowly reaching out your own hand towards her and gently placing it on her hand.

Seulgi smiled, clasping your hand and then pulling you out, trying not to laugh when she watched you let out a yelp since you nearly fell.

You glared at her, looked behind her and gasped.

You were standing in front of the biggest freaking castle you had ever seen.

The island you lived on had no castle or royal family ruling over it, so this was a first for you. Huge turrets on each ends of the big, grand castle with flags with the royal family’s crest stitched on them hung around the huge walls. There were guards littered everywhere, some standing on guard and some matching here and there doing their own thing. The garden that was in front was magnificent, and you could only imagine how even grander the back garden would be, if this castle even had one.

The front doors of the castle were something else. Big, silver doors with carved patterns on them to show off how expensive it was with at least two guards standing guard on either side of them. And when you looked up, you could see the balconies and windows that showed you the many floors this castle held.

“W-why am I here??” you cried out, looking back down at the crazy lady who brought you here. “W-what did you bring me for??”

Seulgi sighed, turning around and began to walk towards the castle gates.

“Follow me and you will see. You’ll soon have the answers you seek.”

‘This girl is nuts.’

Letting out a tense breath of air, you looked behind you at the village that was not so far away.

‘I could just run away.’ You thought, but when you looked back at the guards around who were watching you carefully, you gulped, deciding against it.

You began to walk slowly towards Seulgi, and then sprinted into a jog to catch up to her and started walking slowly next to her, reaching the castle gates and staring in shock at the guards who turned to bow at her as they opened the gates for her to enter. ‘Is this girl royalty?’

Once the two of you had entered the castle, you let out another gasp. The outside of the castle was something for sure that looked like it came straight out of a fairytale, but the inside was even grander.

Chandeliers hung from the ceilings above your heads and you gaped at all the fancy pieces of furniture and handmade crafts that were placed around. You stared wide eyed at the paintings of different people and shuddered at how creepy they looked as their eyes seemed to follow your movements.

“This way.”

You looked back at Seulgi who turned a corner and began to climb some stairs.

You walked up to the stairs and held the railings, trailing your hand over the gold paint and looking at the velvet carpet placed over the steps in awe.

“Quickly now! Stop dilly dallying!”

You looked up to see Seulgi standing at the very top of the stairs and ran up the stairs to quickly catch up to her, following her quietly from behind as she took you through unfamiliar hallways.

As the two of you walked, you noticed that this castle was crawling with maids and servants who were all doing their chores, running around the whole castle. Some were wiping the windows, dusting the furniture and paintings, and even making the beds in the many rooms you two passed by.

Some gave you weird looks as you passed by, probably wondering why a dirty peasant looking girl was wandering around the halls of a castle, following a very posh looking lady clueless, and you suddenly felt self conscious.

After a while of climbing a few more staircases and traveling through more halls, the lady in front of you finally came to a stop.

“Here we are.”

You looked at her confused, and then noticed that you two had stopped in front of a door that was in a hallway secluded from the rest of the other bedrooms.

Seulgi looked at you and nodded. “This is where you will be staying with us.”

She took a step forward and pushed the doors open, stepping aside to let you walk in first.

You might as well have a heart attack by the number of times you had been shocked today.

The room was anything but dull. The room was bright with white walls that had golden patterns painted on them with expensive and exquisite furniture that were placed around the room. The bed really blew you away. A huge queen sized bed with silk for the sheets made you just want to dive into the covers. And if that wasn’t good enough, it was even that kind of bed that had those turrets on the end, which meant that it even had more silk on top which flowed down gracefully around your bed. You would surely enjoy sleeping in that tonight.

Walking into the room steadily, you noticed there was a door that was placed in the corner of the room, and you guessed that it was probably the bathroom, and you could only imagine how fancy that must be. There was even a huge balcony at the end of your room. You didn’t doubt that the view would be breathtaking from where you stood.

“This room is yours my dear.” Seulgi said speaking up and you looked back to look at her. “You may have a bath, I’ll call in some maids later on when you’re done to help you change into more suitable clothes for you to wear. You’re also free to roam around these hallways and explore the castle if you wish to do so.”

You lifted up your hand before she could say anymore.

“Yes yes thank you, this is all very nice of you to do so and all that but I must ask you,” you said, trying to clear your head of the confusion. “Why am I here? What do you want from me? Do you always grab random girls of the street and bring them here, or am I the first? Just what the hell is going on!?”

Seulgi walked up to you and grasped you hands.

“I know my dear.” She said gently. “I know you have a lot of questions right now but believe me when I say, you’ll find out soon enough. Once your done with your bath, I’ll give you some time for yourself, and then for lunch, we’ll have our chit chat. Can we compromise on that? I’m sure just by looking at you I can tell that you been through a lot.”

‘You have no idea.’

“Fine.” You said groaning. “If you swear that you will.”

“I swear.” She said smiling, glad that you and her were on the same page. “Now, go enjoy your bath, the maids will be with you shortly.”

She let go of your hands and made her way out of your room. She was about to close the doors behind her but she stopped.

“Oh yes, excuse my manners I nearly forgot!” she exclaimed and looked back at you. “What’s your name my dear?”

You looked at her and thought about it. What harm would you telling her name be?

“(Y/n).” you said, sending her a small weak smile. “My name is (y/n).”

Seulgi clapped her hands and beamed.

“Well it’s lovely to meet you (y/n). Now If you may excuse me, there are some things that I must do right now.”

And with that, she closed the door, leaving you all to yourself.

You sighed as you sank in deeper into the warm water.

Taking a bath right now really was the right call. Once you had gotten over you hundredth shock of the day by how amazing and huge the bathroom was, you quickly filled the big bathtub that was placed in the center of the bathroom with warm water. You looked underneath the cabinets of the sink, finding bottles of shampoo and bars of soap. You grabbed one of each, placing the objects on the stand that was placed next to the tub and stripped yourself of your dirty clothes and slipping into the water, letting out a loud moan of content once your tense muscles finally managed to calm down.

You had already washed your hair and skin and were now dirt free. You had drained the dirty water and stood up to grab a white towel that was placed next to the sink to dry your skin and hair. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you froze once you saw the mark on your skin.

You brought down a finger and carefully traced the ‘BB’ that was branded on your skin. Though the skin may have seemed to heal slightly, it was a clear fact that the mark was never going to go away, no matter how many years you waited for it heal completely. It was there on your skin, and that’s where it was going to stay.

You covered yourself with the big towel, deciding not to sulk over it any longer and walked towards the smaller balcony that was attached to the bathroom.

Walking up to it and opening the glass doors, you only stepped out a little, making sure to not make your hall naked figure shown for the world to see, but then you realized that you didn’t have to worry so much, seeing as the only thing you could see were trees that were placed close to your balcony that covered partially of your view of the village that was placed far away.  

Giving one last look at the sea that surrounded the island, you walked back inside, closing the glass doors behind you.

You jumped when you heard knocking on your bathroom.

“Wh-who is it?”

“We have your clothes my lady.” A gentle voice called out. “Lady Seulgi asked us to help you into your dress that you shall be wearing when you have lunch with her this evening.”

Oh.

“O-okay.”

You quickly walked up to the bathroom door and opened it slightly enough for you to peek your head out, noticing two young women standing behind the door, holding a bundle of clothing in their arms.

You opened the door a bit more and looked at them confused. “You’re going to dress me?” you asked unsure if you heard right.

“Yes my lady.”

…

“Uhhh… can I wear my underwear myself first?”

“If that’s what the lady wishes.” One of them said as the signaled for the other maid behind her to hand you the undergarments that she was holding.

You thanked her and closed the door, quickly changing into your underwear before sighing and opening the door again, holding the used towel in front of your body self-consciously.

It surprised you when the maid closest to the door suddenly pushed the door open, grabbing you by the arm and taking you back into the room, the other placing your dress on the bed and taking your towel from you.

You were going to protest when one of them spoke up.

“Hands up please.” She said and you shut your mouth, lifting up your hands slowly and blinking in shock when they suddenly began to work on you, throwing over a corset on your chest and began tying the strings from behind it.

You nearly died by how tight they were tying it and even protested against it, but they would always say they same thing, “This is how it’s done my lady.”

After the hellish experience was done, one of them turned you around and you closed your eyes when a huge dress was suddenly thrown over your head. Pulling your arms through the sleeves, you blinked once more as one of the maids began to tie the ribbon behind you and the second one bent down to help you slip into some gold heels she whipped out of nowhere.

As the maids continued their work, you took the time to inspect your dress.

Gosh was it lovely.

The light golden dress seemed to look lovely as it hugged your top half of your body and flowed gently around you. The material was cotton, but it still looked fit enough to be worn by a queen. The amount of silk that was stitched on it made it stand out even more, even though it had small pieces of silk on the ends to accompany it.

Once your heels were on and the bow behind your dress was tied, both maids stood up and bowed slightly to you.

“We’re done my lady. We shall be back to work on your hair once its dried.” And with that, they walked out, closing the door behind you.

You let out the breath you were holding through the whole thing. God was that exhausting.

Making your way towards the balcony that was placed a little further away from your bed, you opened the glass doors and walked out, setting your hands on the railing and looking out at the view.

You silently watched the scene in front of you, looking at the guards that walked underneath your balcony, and at the village just ahead.

You closed you eyes as the warm rays of the sun kissed your skin, and you basked in the warmth.

Despite how unanticipated things were going at a rapid pace for you, you figured that it would be pointless to worry and stress over things right now. Your answers would be solved in a matter of time, what you just needed now was patience.

Not so far away from you, trouble was stirring up.

Sehun loaded the gun he was holding with more bullets and placed extra ones in his pocket before placing the gun in his other pocket and covered it up with his shirt.

“We ready to go yet?” he asked, looking at his left and staring at Yixing who walked up next to him.

Yixing looked at him and looked back, noticing the other crew members all loading up their own guns and weapons. “That depends on what the Captain says.” He said.

Everyone looked up when they heard a door slam open.

They all watched silently as Baekhyun walked made his way up to the top deck and stood next to them. They all watched silently as he shoved two guns in his back pockets and started twirling a knife in his hands.

He walked up next to Yixing and slammed a leg up on the ship’s railings and frowned.

“Let’s go boys.” He said as he glared at the sea of houses in front of him. For some reason, he felt an unknown pull pulling at his heart, making him look up at the castle that was placed at the far end of the island and he let out a low growl.

“Time to get what’s rightfully ours.

Opening your eyes, your gaze traveled to look at the ocean beyond the village. Making out the small shapes of some ships that were there, a sudden fear made its way into your stomach.

You couldn’t see the EXO ship from where you stood, and that should’ve been enough to calm you down, but for some reason, it didn’t. You were so far away from the ocean, far away from the terror that you had been through, but you felt as if you were standing right next to it.

So far away from Baekhyun, yet you felt like he was standing right behind you.

~Masterlist~

[fearofaherobrine]

Roleplay Server Log #317

“Dinner and Several Murders”

-Lie creates an opening to a random supermarket and manages to convince Smile to wait nicely outside.  She puts Sally in the cart and they start going up and down the aisles, gathering some foods.  Lie plans on making some warm food for both Stevie and CP.  She grabs a rope toy for Smile and a bit of candy for Sally who is entertaining herself with her teddy-

[Lie] Is going through the produce, picking out some onions-

-her phone buzzes with a text-

[Ever] Hey, got some more stuff for Arden next time you're out and about.

[Lie] responds- Actually out right now, I could swing by if you don't mind a couple others

[Ever] Oh, did I inturrupt something? I'm sorry Lie.

[Lie] - No, just doing some grocery shopping and picked up a little pasta on the way

[Ever] Then... I guess it's alright. Just not for long, okay?

[Lie] - Yeah, absolutely, give me like ten minutes to check out and everything

-She quickly finishes up her shopping and pays for everything, gathering all the bags she has Sally hold onto the strap on her shorts before meeting up with SMile and finding a secluded electronic device which she can use to get to Ever's.  She leads the two pasta's through and Sally looks around curiously when they arrive-

[Lie] - Ever?  I'm here

[Ever] Is already coming in with a box in his hands- Hi Lie! You brought a kid and a dog?

[Lie] - This is Sally and Smile, two of CP's brethren

[Sally] Decides now is the perfect opportunity to become shy-

[Smile] Wants to pee on the tree-

[Ever] So she's like your little cousin or something? That's cool. And that is an enourmous dog...

[Lie] - Yeah, Smile, stay away from the tree

[Smile] Whines a little-

[Lie] - So how's Karla?

[Ever] Busy on a new project. It's hideous so far but it's what the client wants and it beats her stalking around with a gun...

[Lie] - Speaking of stalking around...

[Ever] Hmm?

[Lie] - She might be getting a visitor she probably won't want to shoot

[Ever] As long as they knock on the door like a regular person or call first it should be okay. Should I be concerned about this?

[Lie] - Maybe?  And I doubt he'd knock or call, he's Sally's dad in a sense...

[Ever] Yeah... that's bad... I'll warn her, but I can't promise anything. I don't think you can blame her for being jumpy.

[Lie] - Yeah but it would probably be a really bad idea if you shot Slenderman...

[Sally] - Miss Lie?  Could I have my candy please?

[Lie] - Huh?  Oh, sure- She starts rifling through the grocery bags

[Smile] Decides to roll around on the ground-

[Ever] Maybe Smile would like to play outside? As long as he's careful of the horses?

[Lie] - Think you can do that Smile?

[Smile] Jumps up happily and adopts a playful position- Yeah!

[Lie] - Alright, I suppose it's better then what you were doing before

[Ever] Motions for Smile - Come here. I'll get the door. Good boy!

[Smile] Trots up to Ever, showing off his human grin-

[Lie] - And no cursing anyone Smile

[Ever] Looks nervous - Cursing?

[Lie] - He is a creepy pasta- She starts following with Sally

[Ever] I see.... hence the... teeth. - He leads them down the hall and into the kitchen, through the little mud room that still has two bales of hay and opens the back door-

[Smile] Bolts out-

[Lie] - Aw shit, that was something I should have asked Dawn, if I could use her kitchen...

[Ever] You need to use the kitchen? That's okay. We have a dishwasher. Ha. And I don't mean myself!

[Lie] Cocks a brow- Are you sure?

[Ever] Yes! Sheesh! - He walks back into the kitchen and leans on the center island. - What kind of trouble were you planning on cooking up?

[Lie] Puts the bags on the counter- Just something for CP and his brother, both are in a pretty cold situation right now

[Ever] Oh dear, are they fighting again?

[Lie] - No actually, remember how I said Stevie lost his arm during the fight with Harverstman?  Well we managed to connect a new one, but it took a lot of glitching.  As a result Stevie's, well, gained some powers...

[Ever] That's awesome, I mean, painful, but he got super powers?! What can he do?

[Lie] - So far ice and snow, the opposite of his brother which makes CP perfect for teaching him because he can't be frozen over

[Ever] Oh that's neat! And good for both of them. Brotherly together time and all that.

[Lie] - Quite the change from how it used to be

[Sally] Climbs up onto a stool and puts Mr. Charlie on the stool next to her-

[Ever] So... do you need help? Or just the knives and pots and stuff?

[Lie] - I wouldn't mind a bit of help, haven't cooked like this in awhile.  And since your letting me use your kitchen I'll share with you and Karla- She pulls out three packages of stew meat

[Sally] - Can I help?

[Lie] - Does your papa let you handle knives?

[Sally] Shakes her head-

[Ever] Somehow I'm suprised by that....

[Lie] - Well Slender is kinda protective of her.  Do have some paper or something she could draw on?

[Ever] Not in here. I'll grab some from the printer tray. I've got a lot of pens and pencils, but no crayons or anything.

[Lie] - That should be fine- She starts pulling more stuff out of the bags

[Ever] Comes back after a moment and sets out the supplies- Here you go Sally. We're not much set up to entertain kids around here.

[Sally] Offers her candy- Do you want some?

[Ever] Takes a few - Thank you. Do you want something to drink? Either of you?

[Sally] - Dawn gave me orange juice!

[Lie] - I'm fine for now

[Ever] Looks in the fridge - No OJ... I've got milk, root beer, mineral water, - rustles around- carrot juice... heh... half a bottle of white wine... and... - he peeks at a small can. - V8. Yuck.

[Lie] - It's alright, I think that's Sally's way of saying she already had something to drink- She starts to peel an onion

[Ever] Gotcha. Knife block is behind the toaster. What can I do?

[Lie] - Start chopping the other vegetables?

[Ever] You bought a lot of meat... this is usually crock pot stuff. It can take a while.

[Lie] - Well it has been awhile since I cooked out here, plus my husband does have a preference for meat...

[Ever] I'll help you. I've got a pressure cooker. - He opens a cabinet and pulls out the big pot. - Karla can cook and she's taught me a lot, but she doesn't like doing it. Says it takes too much time, she's a real work-a-holic. - He puts the pot on the stove and dashes in a little vegetable oil.

[Lie] - I see, if I had a recipe in front of me then I was decent at cooking, but being in game has made me forget a lot since for a hot meal you just have to put the ingrediants in a crafting table

[Ever] That is really handy. But I'm betting it's lacking in variety. Well, apart from whatever you've brought in from out here. Just cut the meat into rough chunks about the size of a lemon.

[Lie] - Thanks- She sets the onion aside and grabs a decent sized knife to start on the meat

[Sally] Starts humming a little as she draws-

[Ever] Pulls out a can of beef broth and squeaks it open.

[Lie] - Oh geez, that onion is strong and all I've done is peel it so far

[Ever] Just quarter it. It's going to give flavor but you don't have to actually eat it.

[Lie] Once she finishes cutting the meat she starts on the onion, her eyes tearing up a little- Gaaaaaaahhhhh...

[Ever] Scoops the slices into a bowl - all done. No tears nessesary. You cut up the potatoes and carrots, I'll brown the meat. Man, I haven't cooked with anyone else in ages!

[Lie] Laughs a little- Yeah, it has been some time.  I'll give tips on some things like juicing a lemon and such, but otherwise food is ridiculously simple in game

[Ever] How can you mess up juicing a lemon? - He cooks the outer parts of the chunks of beef in the bit of oil, turning them with tongs and powdering them with pepper, seasoned salt and onion powder-

[Lie] - He didn't know to cut it first

[Ever] Ho boy. Makes me think of those robotic arm tests where it just smashes what it's supposed to be handling- Laughs-

[Lie] - I think I've missed those...

[Ever] I know at least three people on the server have computers. Don't you look at the internet at all? I think this is ready. Are the veggies cut up?

[Lie] - I'm usually busy taking care of my animals, tending my plants, or keeping CP pacified.  And yeah, just about.  Just a few carrots left

[Ever] I thought he'd calmed down? Must be like having a kid some days. Oh! No offense Sally!

[Sally] Giggles a little- He's funny when he's on fire

[Lie] - He has calmed down- She hands Ever the vegetables

[Ever] Still... He seems like a handful. Especially on fire! - He adds in the can of beef broth, onions and a little worcestershire sauce - Now! We seal it up, full pressure and heat on low and we have 30 minutes to kill.

[Lie] - Wine and youtube?

[Ever] Sets a small timer that looks like a chicken- I'll get my laptop.

[Lie] - I'll pour the wine.  Any specific glasses I should use?

[Ever] Up to you. There's tumblers in the cabinet and flutes as well. - I'll be right back-

[Lie] Decides on a couple of flutes and pours the drinks- Do you wanna watch some funny video's with us Sally?

[Sally] - Yeah!

[Ever] Comes back in with his laptop and plugs it in on the side of the island- Just fire it up. I'm going to make some tea and take Karla a cup-

[Lie] - Alright- She turns the laptop on and opens the browser

[Ever] Hey, you can still put stuff in your inventory out here right?

[Lie] - Yeah, that's why I wasn't worried about the food still being hot by the time I got it to CP

[Ever] Gleefully scoots the small box of stuff for Arden towards her and titters as it gets sucked in. - That's so cool!

[Lie] - Do I want to know what's in the box this time?

[Ever] Mostly comics, and some fuzzy handcuffs and lube just for yucks.

[Lie] Laughs a little, the few sips of wine that she's had already taking a bit of an affect-  Hopefully it won't take them so long to use them as it took for them to get together

[Ever] I'm so happy for them both. So are you ever gonna tell me the gory details?

[Lie] - I think that may be more Arden's job...

[Ever] Are you sure? I get the feeling you know more then you're saying... - The kettle whistles and he goes to pour the water into mugs-

[Lie] - Yes I do, but Zeke is pretty private and it took quite a bit for him to tell me...

[Ever] Oh... well I used to be pretty closed about that kinda thing too. Karla has a knack for expanding ones horizons.

[Lie] - You?  Private?  I find that a bit hard to believe

[Ever] I didn't have a lot of experience okay?! And it's practically her hobby.

[Lie] Laughs a little- Go take her the tea before it starts cooling

[Ever] Humph. - He arranges the tea on a tray with sugar and cream and stuts out proudly in his slouchy t-shirt, jeans and bare feet-

[Sally] Hugs her teddy to her chest- Can you hand me my candy?

[Lie] - Sure- She passes the child her bag of chocolates

[Ever] Comes back a few minutes later with Karla walking behind him, holding her cup-

[Karla] Why didn't you say we had company?

[Ever] I knew you were busy and Lie needed to use the kitchen anyway.

[Karla] And who is the cheerful moppet pray tell?

[Lie] - This is Sally, a creepy pasta

[Karla] Respectful nod. - I am Doctor Karla Emmerich, and I see you're already met Ever Nolan.

[Sally] Tries to hide behind Mr. Charlie-

[Lie] - Why are you being so shy all of a sudden?

[Karla] Especially since my experience with creepypastas so far has been heavily laced with their ferocity and power.

[Lie] - Sally's one of the few child ones, I'm babysitting while her dad's in a meeting essentially.  Oh, and there's a creepy pasta dog running around outside

[Karla] A dog? Well, thank you for keeping your animal outside.

-the kitchen is filling with the lovely smell of meat cooking and the ticking of the small timer.

[Lie] - Yeah he's pretty rambunctious

[Sally] - Smile's fun

[Karla] Still...

[Ever] He's a really big dog and it's hard to cook with critters bouncing around.

[Lie] - Oh I know, I've sneeze teleported because of my vulpix's and Hope knocking over spices and such

[Karla] Drinks her tea - So... why here?

[Lie] - Ever had something for me to pick up for Arden and I needed a kitchen- She swirls the wine around in her flute a bit

[Ever] I thought I'd help out with a little cooking lesson too. - grins

[Karla] Ah, Arden... Ever's internet friend. - she makes a vague gesture to the computer where a cat video has stopped buffering and is quietly playing. - And a little wine is good for cooking. How are your... flowers doing?

[Lie] - Working well...  And Azrael took interest in the vampiric one

[Karla] Ah, so you've met my unwilling benefactor as well?

[Lie] - Just a few hours ago actually

[Ever] You met Death?! He's way cool. Scary, but still hecking cool.

[Lie] - And familiar with Sally's father, who may be stopping by to visit you at some point Karla

[Karla] Sally's father? Another creepypasta I presume?

-the little timer goes off and Ever fusses with the release valve so he can safely open the cooker-

[Lie] - Try Slenderman...

[Ever] Nearly drops the bowl of carrots and potatoes - S-S-SLENDERMAN?

[Karla] Who?

[Lie] - One of the most terrifying beings I've ever met?  He can command CP and CP listen's to him without question?  Basically leads a chunk of creepy pasta's?

[Ever] Tries to still his hands long enough to mix the vegetables in and repressurize the cooker-

[Karla] So he's a small god or something?

[Lie] - I'm not sure, but he's the one Rudolph stayed with for awhile

[Karla] That slimy... I'm not suprised. He was horrible in life and even worse in death. Him seeking out a group of murderers doesn't suprise me at all.

[Ever] Resets the pressure cooker to full pressure again and sets the timer for 15 minutes. His hands are still shaking.

[Lie] - You've caught his interest and that's a good thing, if he finds you interesting he's less likely to attack, mostly observe, plus Azrael warned him against trying to kill you

[Sally] Is caught up watching the videos on the laptop-

[Karla] Sometimes it's best to remain invisible to the eyes of the powerful Lie... And Azrael likely cautioned him against his own desires. - She grins wickedly- He needs me. I know he hates it and his daughter does too.

[Lie] - So I've noticed

[Sally] - Miss Lie I'm out of candy...

[Ever] Walks over to sit near her and leans in spellbound as she runs a gloved finger under his chin and kisses him sweetly, but briefly on the lips.

[Karla] Lucky, lucky me...

[Lie] Shifts nervously, her face already red from the wine- Sally, why don't you go outside to play with Smile?

[Sally] - Okay- The child slides off the stool and heads for the door leading outside

[Karla] Leans on her elbows facing Lie, there's the barest curl of steam from the cup in front of her. Her smile is predatory. - So how have you been?

[Lie] - Finally getting a break.  After the Harvestman battle, well we're still recovering

[Karla] So has your mate finally calmed down? His bloodlust saitied with finally getting his revenge?

[Lie] - Probably not, but he's distracted at the moment with his brother

[Ever] At Karla - Stevie got superpowers. He can do stuff with ice now.

[Karla] How interesting....

[Lie] - Thus why I'm making something warm for them

[Smile] Starts barking really loudly-

-Timer pings-

[Ever] Foods done! I'll go release the pressure cooker so it doesn't explode or something.

[Karla] Is suddenly alert- Your dog sounds annoyed....

[Lie] - I don't normally hear him bark like that...

[Sally] Comes running back in- Miss Lie!  Miss Lie!

[Lie] - What?

[Sally] - Smile caught an intruder!

[Karla] Hand strays to her pocket and she slides out a lugar- What kind of intruder child?

[Sally] - A person!

[Lie] Pulls out her sunglasses and slips them on as she hears Smile approaching-

[Smile] The massive dog trots in dragging a struggling teenager with him, Smile is rather happy about it-

[Karla] Looks rather angry- Who are you!? And why were you on my property?!

[Teen] - None of your damn business bitch!  Now let me go or my dad will have to arrest you!

[Karla] It doesn't work like that. This is private property and I can shoot you and get away with it. - She's toying with the hammer on the gun meaningfully.

[Teen] - Yeah right, my dad's the sheriff!

[Smile] Starts growling menacingly-

[Karla] And I care why?

[Ever] Ummm...

[Teen] - Because he basically owns the town, and won't tolerating anybody hurting me!

[Karla] Gets up from the table and her boots clack menacingly on the stone floor- Oh? And just where does he think you are right now boy?

[Teen] - With my friends, who have probably already gone to get him

[Karla] I think that's a lie. And I think you were looking for something to steal from an old lady.

[Lie] - I can ascertain if it's the truth or not

[Karla] Be my guest then.

[Lie] Spawns an honesty blossom and blows the pollen into the kids face-

[Teen] - The fuck are you doing!? Drugging me!?

[Karla] Are you here alone?

[Teen] - My friends came with me

[Karla] almost looks disappointed. - Smile? Did they get over the fence already?

[Smile] Shakes his head-

[Sally] - I heard them running away!

[Karla] Care to fetch them like a good doggy?

[Smile] Becomes really alert and wags his tail-

[Lie] - You have to drop the current one first Smile

[Smile] Drops the teen and Lie uses her vines to hold him in place-

[Lie] - Ever?  Do you mind opening the gate?

[Ever] Swallows hard- o-okay... He heads outside to open the fence.

[Smile] Follows Ever and once the gate is open he takes off into the woods-

[Lie] - Karla, I'm sure you have something better suited then my vines for restraint

[Karla] Oh. I do. But I'm not sure I want to make my nice restraints dirty on someone I don't even care about.

[Lie] - So what will we do with him?

[Teen] - I'm right here you bitches!

[Karla] He calls me a bitch one more time I'm going to take him outside and curb check him.

[Lie] - Then might I suggest a gag?  I'd rather the kid not be injured if we return him to his father

[Karla] Oh must we? We could always pass him off to your husband...

[Lie] - No, that would make some others on the server mad.  Last time he killed a human we ended up taking the other...  And returning her as a man with memories of what happened erased

[Karla] Laughs - That's too funny! But also disapointing. In some ways I envy the creepypastas their freedom to do as they please...

[Sally] - Papa makes sure we don't over do things, and keeps us from getting caught most of the time

[Karla] Lucky child. Wait, you gave him honesty pollen didn't you? - She rounds on the boy, close to his face- What's your worst fear?

[Teen] - Never seeing my dad again

[Lie] Face palms-

[Karla] I could make that happen...

[Lie] - Karla...

[Karla] We could just send him somewhere far away where he doesn't speak the language, zhat vould be fun...

[Lie] - Yes but then he could eventually find his way back, and unless you manage to move "it"...

[Karla] Phhh You're no fun.

[Lie] - And I'm betting you could be more creative then that

[Karla] Well, we could send him somewhere a bit more... low res... would that be more merciful?

[Lie] - Doc and TLOT aren't fond of many people knowing about that, and after the last one that came in...

[Sally] - What about a slave?

[Lie] - Excuse me?

[Karla] Meh. Just another mouth to feed.

[Sally] - Oh, that's what papa says some of the others do to humans...

[Lie] - I have flowers that make others forget, but I don't know how strong they are...

[Karla] Looks annoyed, - can't I just kill him?

[Lie] - I'd prefer you didn't...

[Karla] Then what do you suggest? Ms. peaceful brine?

[Lie] - I...  I don't know...

[Karla] I do have a floor drain downstairs... Why did you come here anyway?

[Teen] - Creepy old house in the middle of the woods housing a reclusive bitch, why wouldn't I?

[Smile] Comes back into Ever's line of sight with three more teens-

[Karla] It's not smart to interfere in other peoples private affairs.

[Ever] Looks super nervous-

-Two of the teens have broken legs and Smile looks quite proud of himself-

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[Ever] Oh dear, that's a lot Smile...

[Lie] - Karla...  If you absolutely must, then can I at least request you make it quick?

[Karla] I'll have too. Ever might try to stop me, he's so sentimental sometimes.

[Lie] - Well he is human

[Karla] Smiles at Lie- Not really... he's eaten the fruit as well.

[Lie] - He's what?

[Karla] Did you really think I wouldn't share my gift with my favorite playmate? I don't want him getting old on me.

[Lie] - Well yeah but...  It just hadn't occurred to me

[Smile] Is dragging the screaming teens towards the house-

[Karla] Ah, no time to play. - She takes a hold of the boys hair and smashes his skull against the stone floor with a sickening crack. Then lifts him up for a moment to check his [lack of] pulse. - Fast enough for you?

[Lie] Is in a relatively stunned silence, not expecting Karla to do that right in front of her-

[Sally] - Can I help with the killing?

[Karla] I'm assuming you have some kind of strange powers? I would be delighted to see zhem child!

[Ever] Comes back up, a little out of breath and pauses at the door. - Mistress!

[Karla] Steps over the body. - He tripped-

[Smile] Holds onto the three remaining teens-

[Sally] - Yeah!  But sometimes Papa has to help me...

[Karla] Ushers the child outside with an air of excitement-

[Ever] Comes in - Oh fuck....

[Smile] Follows them outside-

[Lie] - I would suggest you stay here with me...

[Ever] Yeah.... fucking hell... - He runs his fingers through his hair- I... dammit... - Reflexitively he starts putting the food into containers. - fuck fuck fuck

[Lie] - Ever...

[Ever] I know she's killed before... she was military... and she's killed defending me... but I don't know how to dispose of a body!

[Lie] - Neither do I...  Karla did say she had a floor drain downstairs though?

[Ever] Yeah! But the floor is marble! Look at this mess!

[Lie] - ...  Bleach?

[Ever] It will just ruin the finish! It's porus.

[Lie] - I have water buckets and that's it

[Ever] Arrrggghhhh. And we'd have to dig a hole and people might come asking questions- He looks like he's on the cusp of a nervous breakdown-

[Lie] - Should I call my husband?  He'd probably be entertained by this situation...

[Ever] Would he actually help?! Or just point and laugh? This is serious!

[Lie] - He'd help...  And probably laugh too

[Ever] Sits down and takes a long pull from the abandoned wine bottle before violently coughing-

[Lie] - Don't choke there!

[Ever] Thumps his head on the counter -

[Lie] - I'm just...  Gonna call him...- She sends a mental message to CP

[CP] - Let me see if I can't get TLOT to babysit

[CP] - TLOT!  Can you watch Stevie for a bit?

[TLOT] Is actually mining for a change, or more approriately- watching Steve's back and taking out the occasional block- Hmm? I'm a bit far away , but I can manage it. Can you bring him to me?

[CP] - Do you want your mineshaft to be frozen?

[TLOT] We'll go over a bit, There's a pretty big lava pool-

[Steve] Stevie is joining us?

[CP] - Alright, just don't blame me if your mate ends up a popsicle- He grabs his brother and teleports them over

[Stevie] Is shivering a little and the air around him is immediately colder-

[TLOT] Oh dear, come on- starts walking him- Lava is over here.

[Steve] Brrr!!!

[CP] Gets a general grasp on where Lie is and comes out the computer near the tree- Lie?

[Lie] - In the kitchen!

[CP] Follows her voice- What exactly do you need me so badly for?- He stops when he see's the blood spreading along the floor

[Lie] - Disposing of a body?

[Ever] Waves weakly-

[CP] Sighs and summons a fire ball- Are there any more bodies?

[Lie] - Probably?

[Ever] They're outside-

[CP] - Well let's start in here- He sets the body alight until it's nothing more than ashes- There, now I'm going to take care of the others- He makes his way outside to where the other's are

[Sally] Has adopted her dull and bleeding form, when she touches one of the teen's their body falls to the ground as their mind is trapped in a cycle of Sally's memories from when she was raped and murdered.  This gives her a chance to bash in their heads-

[Smile] Is chewing on one of the living teen's leg-

[Karla] Has gagged one of them and started making lots of small cuts with a scalpel-

[CP] - Sally...

[Sally] Turns around quickly, her colors brightening as she runs for him- You're here!

[CP] Scoops her up and puts her on his shoulders- Enjoying your kill?

[Sally] - Yeah, but they're not moving anymore

[CP] - I can see that

[Karla] Notices Cp and grabs the teens head, giving it a sharp twist to break the neck cleanly. she gets up briskly and walks over to him- Ah. Cp. Good to see you again!

[CP] - I never expected my wife to ask me to come dispose of bodies...

[Karla] So you came to help. Even better. I got a bit carried away and made a mess in the kitchen. I'd hate for dear Ever to have to clean it up.

[CP] - Already burned that body to ashes

[Remaining teen] - You won't get away with this!  Jessica got away

[Smile] - I cursed her!

[CP] - Yeah I don't think that will be a problem...

[Karla] Pulls out the gun again and screws a small silencer to the end before casually shooting the teen in the forehead- Annoying...

[CP] - So should I burn these ones away too?

[Sally] - Oh no, Mr. Charlie got dirty!

[Karla] That would be lovely, thank you. And Sally, would you like to use my wash machine for your bear?

[Sally] - But he usually gets floppy when he's been washed...

[CP] - I'm sure Trender will restuff him for you again

[Karla] Well I do have a dryer as well...

[CP] - His stuffing usually ends up squished in places and not evenly distributed, that's what she means by floppy

[Smile] Is trying to rip a limb off of one of the corpses-

[Karla] I understand. - Is utterly non-plussed by the dogs actions- I'm still more fond of cats, but he is an impressive hound.

[CP] - Well he is a harbinger of curses

[Karla] Just nodding- I should probably check on Ever...

[CP] - He's still in your kitchen with Lie, Smile knock it off, I need to burn that

[Karla] Looks down at her coat and shucks it off. The brown fabric is heavily stained with blood- Can you burn this as well? I'll miss it, but blood is hard to fully remove.

[CP] - No problem, just toss it on the pile- He puts Sally down- Go on bacl to Lie

[Sally] - Okay!

[Karla] Casually tosses it on a body- Thank you Herobrine. - She makes her way back into the kitchen and gathers Ever up in her arms, soothing him-

[Ever] Is shaking-

[Lie] - Sally you're a mess

[Sally] Giggles-

[CP] Quickly burns everything before coming back inside-

[Karla] Is giving Ever small kisses and smoothing his hair -

[Ever] Manages to whisper- foods done....

[Karla] We know, you did a good job.

[CP] Looks at the blood on the floor- Want me to take care of that?

[Karla] I would very much appreciate it.

[CP] Takes a sampling of clean floor and replaces the bloodied portions with it- There

[Lie] - Sorry for pulling you away from Stevie...

[Karla] Nicely done.

[Ever] Snuggles into her chest-

[Karla] Shhh

[Sally] Just climbs on CP-

[CP] - What are you doing kiddo?

[Sally] - Playing

[Karla] Well at least she'll have a story for her daddy when she gets home.

[CP] Groans-

[Lie] - Karla, do you mind if I use the bathroom to clean her up?

[Karla] Of course. And the washer is next to the back door if you want to toss the bear in

[Lie] - Are you okay with that Sally?

[Sally] - Mmmm...  Okay

[CP] Takes the bear while Lie takes Sally to the bathroom.  He sits down at one of the stools once he's back-

[Karla] Ever and Lie cooked for you. If you want to grab the container and stow it while it's still hot- She gestures at a very large bowl with foil over the top-

[CP] - Is that why she came here?  Geez, she didn't have to do that- He does go and get the food though

[Karla] She was just being thoughtful, and Ever was being his usual helpful self- she kisses his forehead- Can you put the small bowl in the fridge please?

[CP] - I guess- He does as Karla asks- So what brought this murder spree about?

[Karla] They snuck onto my property with intent to wreak havock on a helpless old lady just trying to live away from society. They got more then they bargained for.

[CP] - I could see that, ah well, it's been awhile since Smile's gotten to hunt or curse anybody.  Although you may still get a visit from the cops

[Karla] Probably. But thanks to such good friends - respectful nod at him- they'll be nothing for them to find.

[CP] - And the one that got away won't be sane for much longer

[Karla] How convenient. Could you give Smile some of the meat? A just reward for a good dog.

[CP] Tosses out a couple of steaks which Smile tears into- Out of curiosity, did Lie see any of the killing?

[Karla] Only the one in the kitchen, and I was quick as she requested.

[CP] - Joy, so she'll be hesitant for a few days

[Karla] Ah, my apologies. I should have dragged the little worm outside first.

[CP] - It wouldn't be the first death she's witnessed, but I, unfortunately don't currently have much if any time to spend with her

[Karla] Because of your brother... ah but true love is patient.

[CP] Yeah well it's been a couple weeks

[Ever] Is starting to calm down a little-

[Karla] I thought time moved rather quickly in your world?

[CP] Yeah that should say something.  I mean we did have a quickie in the lava bath, but I know it wasn't as satisfying for her as it could have been

[Karla] Well she made a trip out just to cook for you. That should make you feel loved at least.

[CP] - Yeah, she hasn't done that before

[Karla] So I wouldn't worry about it.

[Ever] Manages to stand up and sits next to her, watching them both-

[CP] - Still, she's probably a bit wanting despite her probably absolute denial of it

[Karla] I don't think it would take much attention to convince her then. She had a drink earlier and I think that action could be repeated with a little nudge.

[CP] - Did she start giggling?

[Karla] I don't think so?

[Ever] small -no.

[CP] - Then she probably only had a few sips, she gets very giggly when drunk

[Karla] That's adorable. - Wiggles her fingers at Smile-

[Sally] Comes running in covered in a towel- Is Mr. Charlie done?

[Smile] Takes interest and goes over to Karla-

[Karla] Rubs his ears affectionately- I don't hear it anymore. He probably needs to be tossed in the dryer.

[CP] Goes over to throw the bear in the dryer-

[Sally] - Be careful!

[CP] - I know, I know

[Ever] Shakily pours himself a little bit of wine-

[Lie] Comes in- CP, here- She hands Sally's dress over as well to be dried

[Sally] - Are there any cookies?

[Smile] His tail is thumping on the floor-

[Ever] I don't think so... I've got chips in the cabinet though- points.

[Sally] Opens and digs around a bit before finding the chips-

[Lie] Sits back down at the counter- Are you okay Ever?

[Ever] Manages to nod a little-

[Karla] So your mate also came to warn me that I might be recieving a visit from the childs father soon...

[CP] - Oh joy

[Karla] Should I be concerened?

[CP] - Probably, but I wouldn't try attacking him

[Karla] Duly noted. Though I wish people wouldn't drop by unannounced. It's so rude.

[CP] - Other than the usually just showing up he's fairly polite

[Karla] For someone my mate seems to be terrified of, that's good. I've never heard of him before today.

[CP] - I'll tell you this, absolutely be prepared for a headache afterwards.  It's an effect of being around him, and he does tend to poke at peoples minds

[Karla] I don't like that... I worked very hard to free my mind from...  outside influences.

[CP] - He usually only does it when he first meets somebody or if he knows somebody is hiding something

[Karla] Hmmph. Is there anything else I should be wary of?

[CP] - Not that I can think of right now

[Lie] - CP, who's watching Stevie?

[CP] - TLOT

[Lie] - On the main seed?

[CP] - Yeah, why?

[Lie] - Go take your brother back to the other seed!

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New School Year Resolutions (For Mums)

New school year resolutions (for mums)

And they are BACK! Mine went back to school today (as you can see, one genuinely excited and one… yeah, notsomuch)…

For me, the kids starting back is at school is even better than January for a good old Mum Refresh. I’ve been boring the kids senseless with advice on how to get on in this new school year. But it occurred to me this morning that I’m thoroughly crap at following that same advice myself. Here’s some stuff I tell them to do that maybe all mums should apply to themselves too…

Make lots of new friends

New mums at the school gates, mums you’ve admired from a distance but been too shy to talk to, or maybe ladies you think are fab but never get round to meeting for that wine or coffee. Get off your arse and make that arrangement. Chances are they really could do with a chinwag and a few drinks with a fellow mum, too. Let’s face it, husbands might pull interested expressions when you are describing that incident at the school gates between Marie and Wendy, or pondering whether Brad and Angie will actually get back together… but they would rather be watching Game of Thrones in their pants.

…but also nurture old ones

Yes, make the new mum friends. But look back on the past year. Which mates really made your life easier and more enjoyable? Which ones were there to drink wine at 5.15pm on a Friday and slag off your mutual partners with? The ones who raise you up, who support you and have your back? They are the ones to look after.

Ignore people who aren’t very nice

Stop wasting time being nice to people who simply aren’t interested in you (for whatever reason). You don’t know what their reasons are. But do you know what? Don’t fucking worry about it; it’s just not your problem. Politely move on.

If you need a wee, go for one.

How many times have I got annoyed when the kids are dancing around trying to finish a level on Skylanders or when playing and they clearly need to pee? A lot. Bea had several accidents last year and I know that she will put off having a wee till the last minute. Then I catch myself typing ‘just one more sentence’ before I will allow myself to get to the loo. Cue several minor accidents due to my severely impaired pelvic floor. FFS woman just go to the bog already! Geez.

Eat vegetables and drink water

Even if my son is currently only eating sweetcorn and cucumber with his school lunch, it’s fresh, vitamin-rich food that his body actually needs and I regularly remind him. Likewise with water. I drill its importance into my daughter who barely drinks a thing. Then I eat rubbish (sometimes) and don’t get a drink for hours! Treat your own body with the same concern you do your kids’.

Try your best

That’s all I ask of my kids. If you’re shit at something, don’t sweat it because you’re awesome at loads of other stuff. Just make sure you are really doing that bit of work that you are struggling with to the best of your ability. Even if it is just the Take a Break crossword.

Don’t compare

Kids are terrible for comparing their abilities or situation with others’. But adults are too! You know that annoying advert with the mustachioed man singing about insurance comparison? Well, change the word ‘Go’ with ‘Don’t’ – and every time you catch yourself comparing you or your kids… JUST FUCKING STOP IT. Whether it’s accidentally noticing that your kid’s classmate is reading Tolkien whilst yours struggles with Biff and Chipper, or the fact that Becky at school is a size 8 and has a 9 month old and you’re still struggling with ‘post baby weight’ despite having your last child 6 years ago… just quit it already. As Theodore Roosevelt said, ‘Comparison is the thief of joy’.

Relish new responsibilities

I told both of them this morning that new starters would be in their class and I want them to treat each new kid with respect and care: it’s their actual JOB as ones that have been there for a while. If anyone is crying I want you to look after them, I barked. (At this point, their eyes had glazed over). As each year progresses, the kids get more responsibility at school; whether that’s counting numbers for lunch or simply looking after the little ones. Same goes for us, too. Turns out, this adulting stuff is really hard. Who knew you had to renew your driving license every time you sodding move?! But sometimes you do just have to sit down and get that shit done.

Get rid of some energy

Kids have break time; we have lunch hours, or if you are a SAHM or self-employed then it’s dog or go to the shop walks – same thing. I intend, after six weeks’ worth of a diet made up primarily of sandwiches and crisps whilst day tripping with the kids, to have longer dog walks and generally just get out more to move around. Kids need it – they literally have to get rid of some energy. But we need to move too. So get off your arse and MOVE girl!

In the spirit of the new school year, new me, I shall also be cutting my chin length hair into a short crop and buying a few Autumn essentials. Y’know, maybe some boots and a coat. They get to be shiny and new – I want some of that as well! After six weeks of childcare I bloody deserve it!

What will you be resolving to do more or less of this new school year? Let me know!

Related Questions:

When should kids go back to school shopping?

I would suggest going as soon as you get the list of needed items. They tend to be cheaper all year except in August/September. You could always stock up in winter on all the necesities so you can just get shopping over with. You should buy lots of pencils, pens, and white-out; as these tend to run out in the middle of the year. If you buy binders, get good, expensive ones; or buy multiple cheap ones so if they are ruined by fidgeting children, they will have a back-up.

Why are kids always hungry when they get back from school?

Not all kids are hungry on return from school.. However, in many cases, it is simply a long day and the staggered lunch periods often have children eating lunch very soon after breakfast, and many more hours until returning home. This is a problem that simply cannot be fixed. In other cases, it may be because of the classes attended, such as physical education, may be in the afternoon.

Did Native American kids go to school back then?

yes native Americans did go to school back then there is a book that will prove native Americans did infact go to school the book is called My heart is on the ground: the diary of Nannie Little Rose by Ann Rinaldi from the Dear America series

Why kids should be held back in school?

because they are obviously not doing what they are supposed to be doing like talking during class not doing home work and just being a retard.

How many kids are in one school?

Well, it depends on the school. Some schools are bigger than others and have more students. i used to go to a small elemantary school that was small, it didnt have much students like the one i go to now at middle school at C.C.M.S. hope that's the kind of answer ur lookin 4. Good Luck:)

When do kids go back to school?

Depending on the school it may vary. Some start in the next 2 weeks while others after Labor Day. Contact your school to find out when the first day of school is.

How does the revolutionary war effect the kids in school back then?

The Revolutionary War affected the kids in school. The schools were not a safe place for children to be. Most schools were suspended and children did not receive a formal education during those years.

Will schools go back to hitting kids?

Yes Cause kids are getting to out of hand they will start in 2013

When do kids go back to school from spring break?

This depends on where you live and what school you go to. You may want to check your school or school system's website for a calendar. generally sometime in April

From where can one purchase kids backpacks for school?

One can purchase backpacks for children at many different stores. Walmart, Target, Macy's, Toys R Us, Sears, Staples, and Office Max sell backpacks for kids.

Article Summary:

For me, the kids starting back is at school is even better than January for a good old Mum Refresh. I've been boring the kids senseless with advice on how to get on in this new school year. New mums at the school gates, mums you've admired from a distance but been too shy to talk to, or maybe ladies you think are fab but never get round to meeting for that wine or coffee. Adults are too! You know that annoying advert with the mustachioed man singing about insurance comparison ? Well, change the word ' Go ' with ' Don't ' - and every time you catch yourself comparing you or your kids JUST FUCKING STOP IT. Whether it's accidentally noticing that your kid's classmate is reading Tolkien whilst yours struggles with Biff and Chipper, or the fact that Becky at school is a size 8 and has a 9 month old and you're still struggling with ' post baby weight ' despite having your last child 6 years ago just quit it already. As each year progresses, the kids get more responsibility at school ; whether that's counting numbers for lunch or simply looking after the little ones. In the spirit of the new school year, new me, I shall also be cutting my chin length hair into a short crop and buying a few Autumn essentials. What will you be resolving to do more or less of this new school year ? Let me know!

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