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[spootsaline]

"Nooo, nooo it's fineee, we typicallyyyy don't liiveeeee on Alttterniaaa anymoreeeee."

>You don't expand on this as you only have limited knowledge on the various wars that took place anyways. It all happened long, long, before you hatched out of your nut.

>You shake your head.

"There's noooo neeed for that righttt nowww! If you'reee not sureee it won'tttt hurtttt, it can waiiitttt. The forest willl nooot falllll overrrr and dieee becauseee you can'tttt do itt righttttt thisss secondddd!"

>You hear the whirr and pause. It takes you a second to recognize the sound.

"...Ah! You are partttt macchiinnne yes--I cannn hearrr. Hm--"

>You pause. You always find coming across additions or replacements like this so...strange.

"--I'mmmm afraiddd I'm nooo goood with mecccchanicalll stuff...norrr heallinggg. Buttt youuu don't have to sittt hereee...I could take you hiveee? And thennn we could figggure out what to doooo? So we're noooot-"

>You gesture, pointing out how open you two were sitting on the ground.

"Outtt in the opeeen?"

chirp-trolls​:

>You can admire that he still wants to help, even though you’re more than sure you have this under control. Trolls are much different than fairies in that aspect.

“Cannn I….useee magicc?”

>You couldn’t help yourself. You snorted and that turned into laughter, that sounded much like twinkling bells. You covered your mouth as your body shook with your laughter, your wings fluttering, and covering your grin with your hand, as your laughter slowly subsided.

“I'mmmm sorrryyy! Thatttt was quiteeee rudeee—but offff courseee I can Darric! I'mmm a fairy!”

>You uncovered her mouth, still grinning.

“Oooooh oohh! It’s fineeee! I'mmm gladdd you didn'tttt eitherrrr, buttt I handle dannngerousss situationssss all theeee timmme!”

>You nodded.

“Butttt yesss! Youuuu couldd and thatttt might exxxpiditteee the processs someeewhattt—buttt only if it doessn’t hurttt you! You'veeee beeen througgh enoughhh as isss!”

> Your gaze flickers down nervously as she starts to laugh- You can smell something different about her, almost tantalizing, though fortunately it’s easy enough to push that thought away. You know by this point that it’s the smell of magic. Still, you bow your head, embarrassed. You’re definitely not versed in magic and you were being polite about the whole…Wing situation.

“[…Uh…_Right._I’m_not_too_well-versed_in_magic…]”

> You rub the back of your neck, wincing slightly because it hurts to move the arm you still have. But you’re just going to have to get used to it, these burns aren’t going anywhere any time soon.

“[Promise_I_won’t_hurt_myself._I_just_can’t_sit_around_if_there’s_something_I_can_offer._Though,_uh…]”

> You use your hand to shift one of your legs beneath you. You haven’t tried to move them, and attempting to yields a faint whir and a slight jerk of your knee, but nothing more.

“[…I_might_have_to_literally_sit_around._I_don’t_think_I_can_walk._My_legs_are_mechanical,_and_must’ve_gotten_damaged…]”

> The sheer heat probably melted or distorted the wiring. It’s impressive that you’re not more badly burned, but you probably have some kind of protection- Your skin, anyway.

[r3b3lgrrrrrrrl]

A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 25)

"Fuck me.

Don't Fight Me."

@creatureofthen1ght-v3

After talking to Jackson and taking a quick shower, Luna comes out of the bathroom. She throws on a black bra and panties before climbing into bed with Colson. She has things she needs to do but she needs to give him a proper goodbye first.

"Mmmm, I'm gonna miss you, Bunny." She kisses his neck, snuggling into him.

He sighs, holding her tight. "Yeah, me too..." He trails off "Who's Jax, Luna?" He asks her seriously, knowing he knows the name but can't place it.

Luna's heart races, she doesn't misspeak and doesn't intend to now.

"We've talked about him before... I dated him for a summer when I younger, before I met Justin."

Colson sits straight up, giving Luna a nasty look "The fucking dude you lost your virginity too!??" He snaps at her. Luna's head is pounding and she's completely caught off gaurd by Colson's reaction. He's now out of the bed, pacing around the room, talking with his hands. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU CALL HIM FOR!!??" He shouts at her, scowling.

"BECAUSE I'M ABOUT TO GO AGAINST THE UNITED STATES FUCKING GOVERNMENT AND I'M GONNA NEED MORE THEN A FUCKING GUITAR, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!" She screams at him venomously.

This is Colson and Luna's first fight and it's viscous. They're both hungover and tired, not thinking clearly. Colson's eyes are bright blue with rage as Luna's throwing things into her bags. She's already ordered an uber.

"A FUCKING GUITAR, FUCK YOU!!" He shouts back, feeling the insult.

Luna laughs, hissing at him "Yeah, ya could be if you weren't acting like an, Insecure FUCK." Pulling on a black t-shirt over her jeans.

"YOU FUCKED HIM!!" He screams.

"OVER 10YRS AGO BEFORE I MET YOU, YOU FUCKING MANIAC!!"

"HE'S IN FUCKING LOVE WITH YOU!!" He screams, face bright red.

This stops her. Lowering her voice, she begins. "Fuck you. I can't make you trust me. Nor do you have a reason not to." She's looking at him, shaking her head. "I've gotta go." She finishes. Walking out of his room, out of his house and getting into her uber. Closing the door, she hears glass break from upstairs.

Rainy Day Woman is playing on the radio. "Can you PLEASE freaking change this?!" She asks the driver.

Closing her eyes behind her sunglasses and sliding into her seat, she thinks to herself "What the FUCK was that???"

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Colson throws a beer bottle at the closed door "What the fuck!?" He thinks to himself pacing. He has no idea what the fuck just happened.

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The flight to NY is a quick 6hrs. Luna drifts off, regretting her fight with Colson. She wakes up as they're about to land with lyrics floating through her head.

🎶No need//For a Hallmark//Just want you as My Lover//Twist Norman Rockwell//To fit our punk view//Oh Bunny//I miss you on my lips//It's me//Your little Brooklyn Bitch🎶

Luna quickly jots them down with another set she's already written.

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Walking through the terminal, Luna is greeted by her grandmother.

"Lunnaa!!" Her Mom-mom calls out, arms stretched wide. She has neither of her grandparents height or features, only a beautiful mix of their green and blue eyes, giving them a hint of yellow around the iris when she's excited or angry. Justin had called it The Ring of Fire.

"Hi, Mom-mom." Luna squeezes her grandmother, eyes welling up. She hadn't realized how much she's missed her. They embrace for a bit.

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Outside standing by a cab, is Jackson lighting a cigarette. He stares intensely, looking Luna up and down before cracking a smile.

"FUUUUCK." She thinks to herself.

Reaching Jackson, she greets him with a quick hug. Letting go, he pulls her in close, squeezing her tighter. Breathing into her hair, he says "Fuck, I've missed you, Baby Gator."

"Damn, he still smells the fucking same." Luna can't help but think initially. It's the nickname that brings her back, pushing him off of her with a solid pat on the back.

"How'd you get here so quick? She asks handing off her luggage and helping Patti into the car.

"I have my ways." He replies before telling her of his, Opie and Happy's quick adventure as she slides in next to her grandmother. She rolls her eyes, laughing. She knows Opie and Jackson very well. Her grandparents being friends with their fathers, Piney and John, since after the war, always supporting their ideals. She's relieved but not surprised they came out for her.

The 3 of them quietly discuss in the back of the cab, what they're gonna do as they head to Marissa's apartment in Queens. Although ICE is blocking the front door on the street, they can not legally enter the building. Marissa's home is a row of old houses, converted into different apartments. Luna knows that there's an abandoned exit that leads through the back of the entire stretch of the building, opening 500ft onto the back left corner of Parson's Blvd. If she can get them out of the building, Jackson and Opie will help get them to Happy, who is already waiting in a Uhaul. Luna has secured a safe house through a network she has with a friend, who is an immigration lawyer. Trying to pull this all together in her mind, she feels cool metal slip into her hand. It's a 9mm. Heavier. This time because it's loaded. Luna glances at her grandmother as she slips it into her back waistband. Patti doesn't notice, she's on her phone, talking to someone regarding Marissa.

Just then Luna's phone goes off, it's a Snap from Colson. His mean mug makes her smile.

"What's this???" Jackson asks leaning over her shoulder.

"Back the fuck up." Luna whines, elbowing him away, trying to text Colson back. It's a simple I love you. That's all she has time for at the moment. "My boyfriend, Fuck." She tells him as they get out of the cab a couple blocks away.

Grabbing her bags, Luna sends her grandmother home, against her protests of not being old and questions to whom this "boyfriend" is. Luna tells her that she'll see her later, kissing her on the cheek before closing the door and signaling the cab to go.

Walking down the block she can feel the metal pushing against her back as Jackson starts "A boyfriend, hunh? When'd that happen?"

"We don't have time for this." She responds not breaking her stride. Immediately regretting her words in front of her grandmother.

He grabs her by the elbow. "You owe me an explanation." He says to her seriously.

Knowing she does, her face softens. "After." She sighs, assuring him before they split up.

"Game face, Luna." She thinks to herself before rounding the corner.

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Back in LA Colson Snaps Luna after getting out of the shower. He worked all day on the concept of the video for his and Dom's project. He has an idea of what he wants but what he really WANTS is Luna's opinion and attention. She snaps him back a black screen with only the words "I love you."

"Fuck this." He thinks slamming down his phone. "I'm going out."

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To be continued....