#maybe she'll meet the talking polar bears

[221beemine]

This is Svalbard, where Miss (Eustice) Huang is being sent to learn empathy:

[shinalenecaffeinatedwriter]

GunnTech AU Character's Favorite Animal Headcanon to Little to None Explanation

or it's 2024, my current hyperfixation is @elmushterri 's GunnTech AU and I don't care anymore

Connor: Cats in general (for obvious reasons), but Stray and Feral cats have his whole heart. Almost every time he goes out for a run or whatever he'd bring a backpack with cat food, treats, maybe even cheap water bowls and leave them where he knows there's a ton of strays.

Greg: Geckos, it's Lizards in general but geckos are his obvious Top 1

Amaya: Everyone thinks is Owls (for obvious reasons), they were when she younger, but is currently Moths.

Nori: Crickets since they were young and Maine Coons, he thinks they match his own glamourous style sooo perfectly. They also do the 'leave food for strays' thing with the ninjalinos but incluing dogs, also he swears there's someone else feeding a specific Cat colony and reallyyy wants to meet them. (Of course it's Connor, I'm a sucker for this kind of thing)

Romeo: Ants. His mom definitely helped him do an ant colony in a bottle or a jar and he still has It, upgraded of course, but he keept the original jar.

Luna: Ferrets. Tiny, but mighty. When she was younger it was Moths and Owls.

Cartoka: Rabbits. Will correct anyone who calls them Roddents, they're Lagomorphoes.

Carly: Turtles. Everybody thinks she and Greg bonded at some point because they think their favorites are very similar, but they actually have regular arguments about the topic because Carly thinks 'Amphibians are superior' and has gotten on Greg's nerves once or twice.

Isabella "Octobella": Absolutely loved Octopous prior to GunnTech, because of its intellegence; then in GunnTech she got bullied for that, got the nickname then the transformation happened and started to dispite them (and herself). Later in life she started to redirect that anger towards GunnTech and work on her self-steem, but currently if you ask her she'll respond Shrimps. A Ninjalino asked her and agreed with the Shrimp answer saying they were cool, so she's a little more confident about that liking.

Dylan: He reallyyy wants to say Triceratops, but thinks is too childish so he says Rhinos

An Yu Guō: It's a tie between Iguanas and Dragonflies

Badriya "Bastet": She really thinks any type of feline would be unoriginal, so she goes with Bettles. Except if it's Connor asking, then it's Cheetahs

Rhiannon "Ripp": Wolfs. When she was younger she adored the whole 'Wolfs are solitary, cool and edgy' type of media; but now she's more leaned towards the 'being a pack' idea.

Hywel "Howler": Deers, oddly enough.

Kevin: Pigeons. He really resonates the whole 'all the Pigeons in the US are the decendants of old Messenger Pigeons and were abandon after they were no longer of use and became feral' thing, so he has a lot of respect for them and feeds them seeds, not bread.

Ivan: Polar Bears. He knows it's basic but doesn't care.

Newton: Fireflies.

Lily "Lilyfay": Buterflies and Sea Angels, just because Newton show her a picture and she thought it was super cool and pretty.

Daisy (Ninjalino): Hamsters

Eloide Mecano (Romeo's mom): Frogs and Toads. Not in a 'I want to dissect them' way, in a 'I have large specialized terrariums for each species that I have' and 'I love their skin's texture' kind of way.

Maria Martinez (Connor's mom): Fancy Cat Breeds like Ragdolls, Persians, Bengalis, etc. but NOT Maine coons because She thinks they're 'too much like dogs', she also goes to Cat Shows but doesn't participate. As well as thinking Strays are dirty and dangerous, so Connor has to hides the 'feeding strays and feral' thing (Shut up, I like RomComs)

Kimiko Kobayashi (Amaya's Aunt): Poodles. She grew up with standard poodles, currently has toy poodles and She reallyyy wants to have a Royal-Size at some point. Plus, She participates in Dog Shows; if it's one of 'the Big ones' there's usually a Cat Shows happening in the same place so I imagine Maria and her having coffee together and talking trash about EVERYONE

Grayson Gunn (Greg's Uncle): Gigant Scolopendra

Phinneas Gunn: He denied this multiple times trough his life for various reason, but Koalas

[haterishated]

♡ >> HEKET X OC << ♡

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Sitting on a head of a gigantic mushroom sat a little white polar bear, picking the petals off a rose in his paws, muttering words to himself with lidded eyes, waiting for the first signs of the arrival of Lady Heket. He heard large stomping and muttering in the distance.

Freddy tossed the rose away and slid off the cap of the mushroom, landing onto the floor with a single thump. He walked over to where the noise was, seeing the mighty bishop of famine surrounded by follower guards, holding daggers in their hands, eyes on him.

Heket paced toward the follower with a ecstatic expression on her face, getting on her and opening her arms wide, if an embrace is what she wanted, an embrace is what she'll get!

The little bear dashed toward the bishop, arms spreading as far as they could go and leaped up, Heket catching him, hugging Freddy tightly while rocking him gently, caressing his smaller form.

After a few minutes, the bishop set him down and pat his head with one of her large claws, which was just about the size of his head. Heket lifted her claw back up, and into her robes, disappearing. Freddy looked up expectantly, grinning from ear to ear.

"You're back! You're back!" He jumped up and down, excitedly. "You're finally back, it felt like forever!"

Heket held her hand over her mouth and let out a giggle. "Yes, yes, I've been very busy. The season of winter is coming and I'm making sure all of Anura is prepared.."

Freddy nodded, he understood the importance of protecting Anura. Maybe he could help with the preparations? The polar bear thought. Maybe Heket would appreciate it?

"Oh!" He looked up to meet the eyes of the toad. "May I help? I want to help Anura!"

Heket was lost in thought for a moment, taking a moment for his words to process. "Hm, yes, I suppose you could be of help. Anura needs all the help it can get." She answered quickly, Freddy shot an arm up and elbowed the air under it in victory with a silent 'yes!'.

"What could I do for you?"

Heket took a few seconds to respond. "The harvest. Fall is nearly over."

“Let's go, Let's go!" He said cheerfully, the toad nodded and took his hand in hers and the two descended down into the red glowing pentagram and ascended into another location, a large field with crops everywhere. Freddy rubbed his cloak clean and looked up at Heket.

His features showed confusion. "Where do I start?"

"Start at the left and make your way to the right. I'll help you out and show you how to do it." Once again, she grabbed his paw and they walked along the pathway to the left.

Heket pulled a watering can out from her robes and tapped Freddy's shoulder.

"First, lift the watering can like this." The bishop held the can upwards. "Then slowly tilt it downwards and make sure the plant gets a perfect amount, make sure it's not too much, though." Heket passed the watering can over to the polar bear.

Freddy did as she instructed, and carefully watered some of the crops, the soil turning into a rich brown color. He patted the dirt pridefully.

"That's it." Heket clapped her hands together. "My top gardeners couldn't have done it better themselves."

He blushed and cushioned the back of his head with his forearm and laughed awkwardly. He got back to work right after, his love watching him carefully as he watered the crops, pointing out any mistakes he might've made.

"Now, let me teach you how to harvest crops." The bishop kneeled down low, and carefully snapped the vine of the pumpkin and lifted it up, placing it in a bin nearby. He did exactly that.

"Good, good." Heket praised. "Let's do it together, shall we?"

Freddy nodded his head, going back to work and exchanged words, talking and learning more about each other with each passing moment, it felt like some kind of dream.

The left side has been tended to and with the help of a few other followers, the field was bursting with bountiful harvests and nutrient rich soil.

Heket scooped Freddy up with a big hug after they admired their hard work. She kissed him gently and pulled away after a minute or two. Freddy's mind was blank and he couldn't say a word. But he knew he was bursting with happiness and pulled Heket into yet another kiss. She set him down once the two had finished and looked down at him with eyes full of adoration.

The bishop of hunger smiled softly. "I love you."

A part of Freddy wasn't able to function and stutters flowed out his mouth until he finally managed to respond.

"I love you too, Lady Heket."

[flickerfic]

Skateboard Sally: PART 2

Taylor scrubs at her newly skinned elbows with disinfectant and hisses in pain. Her cats slink around her bathtub, curious as to why their owner is making so many cat noises. Taylor has dressed herself in sleep shorts and a pink plaid shirt. She sits on the edge of her bath tending to the many injuries all caused by the new devil in her life.

“Mrrow?” mewls Meredith, a fat salt and pepper thing of beauty with eyes too big for her face.

“Just my arms are a little scuffed up,” Taylor replies to the pet.

Her other cat Olivia, a snowy feline resembling that of a polar bear cub, hops onto the edge of the bath and slinks against Taylor’s side. Taylor takes a moment from dressing her wounds to scratch her ears. Suddenly her phone pings with a new text message. She reaches over to the wash basket and picks it up. It’s a text from an unknown number. Taylor hesitates before jumping to the conclusion. Could it be? When she opens the text she’s left surprised.

Hi, it’s Karlie…um.. Today didn’t go so well. Uhh maybe we could try something tomorrow? And u could pick the location? Haha…💀..kay.

It is singlehandedly the most awkward text Taylor has ever received from anyone ever. She even blushes a little at the clumsiness of the poorly worded message. But there’s still hate in her heart for this girl. She decides to let the text sit for at least ten minutes before answering. Her doorbell buzzes and she goes to answer it.

“What’s up?” she speaks into the mic.

“It’s me, let me up,” says a male voice. Taylor invited her friend Ed to talk about the days events. He’s got a raw wisdom she can always count on. She unlocks the main doors downstairs and waits for him.

In seconds Ed is knocking on Taylor’s apartment door. “Hey, I brought a cake,” he says and presents a chocolate sponge boxed up in a plastic container.

“You’re a lifesaver,” Taylor giggles and she goes to prepare some coffee in the kitchen. Ed sits himself down at the table and starts cutting the cake for them. Taylor’s curtains are open in the living area letting the city lights sparkle outside her impressive bay window. She had managed to rent herself a rather aesthetically pleasing apartment, one that many of her friends considered luxurious or designer. But she simply humbled herself in her decorating skills.

“So, what’s the story with Skateboard Sally?” Ed chuckles. “Still can’t believe your GC got away with calling her that. Mad man.”

Taylor slides his cup of coffee towards him and sighs heavily. Her cats come prancing in at the familiar sound of Ed’s voice. For some reason they really enjoy his company and slink around his legs whenever he’s near. Olivia pounces into his lap and Meredith lies under his feet at his stool.

“She and her friends pulled a prank on me today. A really lousy one too,” Taylor begins as she sips her coffee.

Ed slides her a plate of cake and then leans forward with his arms folded, ready to listen to her story. Taylor likes that about her friend. He was always good at physically communicating with someone. She continues to tell Ed all about the photography project and the shed and the skunk onesie boy. He furrows his brow and nods, never once smiling or laughing at her misfortune - not even when she giggles whilst describing how she felt like peeing out of fright.

“That’s horrible, Taylor. I’m sorry you had to experience that,” he says solemnly.

“Well, get this. She sent a text to me before you came here.”

Ed raises his eyebrows in anticipation. “Is that so?”

Taylor shows him her phone with the text and his chews on his lip in thought. “It’s like she’s trying to sound apologetic but doesn’t really know how.”

“Something changed in her when I was on the ground all dirty and crying,” Taylor says. “She looked at me like she’d realised how dumb of a move it was.”

“Are you going to text her back?” Ed asks as he hands back the phone.

“She wants to meet again tomorrow. If I do respond where would I take us?”

“Somewhere with lots of people so she can’t cause trouble,” Ed says firmly.

“Trouble is it’s a nature photography project. So like, the city streets aren’t gonna cut it.”

“Take her to the beach then. Lots of people still around but you’ll still be able to get nature pictures. Rock pools, the waves, cliffs, birds… Lots of choice!” Ed suggests.

“That could be a good idea,” Taylor hums. “What should I text back?”

The two of them discuss how to word a reply for the next twenty minutes. Taylor even goes so far as to writing it down on paper first to see what sounds good. After a second cup of coffee each they come to an agreement.

Hey, thank you for your message. Tomorrow I’ll be at the pier at 9am. Wear something beach appropriate. Please do not bring your skateboard - T

Taylor prides herself in how she didn’t acknowledge Karlie’s reference to how poorly their first day went. It’ll leave the girl on edge and maybe encourage her to give an actual apology. At least that’s what she hopes becomes of this. Ed pats her on the back teasingly and nods.

“I think that’ll suffice. Wonder when she'll–”

Taylor’s phone pings with a new message. It’s from Karlie.

kk c u then.

“C U then,” Ed mocks and Taylor giggles. “Listen, bring some sort of weapon okay? I’m talking pepper spray or a pocket knife.”

“I have a feeling it’ll go a little smoother this time round,” Taylor says surely.

“Just bring something?” Ed sighs impatiently. “Even your keys in hand.”

“Fine, I’ll keep my keys close,” Taylor assures him. “Now, how about a game of Scrabble!”

“I suddenly have to go,” Ed says with cheeky grin.

“Ed!’

“All right, all right. Pour me another cuppa.”

~*~

Taylor, still slightly shaken from yesterday, feels confident after Ed’s words. She’s surrounded by people out in the open. Everyone can see her. If Karlie tries anything today she’ll make a scene and Taylor will most likely be saved. But she doubts that she’s in any danger today. Today she’s dressed in a dandelion yellow sundress with a sweetheart neckline. Now that her elbows are scratched up she can’t wear sleeves either. She wonders if there’s any other wounds Karlie could possibly inflict on her. Soon enough Karlie strolls up to her, hands stuffed into the pockets of her deep red hoodie. She is wearing her black shorts again and what looks like suitable hiking shoes. She’s got a somewhat somber look on her face, one that says she’s slightly embarrassed to be here. But it gives Taylor confidence.

“Good morning, Karlie,” Taylor says clearly.

“Hey,” Karlie replies, mumbled and not half as certain. “What’s, uh…the plan for today?”

Taylor smiles politely. “We’re going to the rock pools. I’ve brought nets so we’re gonna catch some sea creatures,” Taylor replies cheerfully and hands Karlie a small butterfly net. She looks at it warily and takes it. Judging by her side eyeing she’s probably intimidated by Taylor’s cheerful demeanour.

They head down the pier to the rocky wonderland that is the rock pools. Taylor takes a moment to unpack a mason jar and to scoop some water into it in case they come across anything that can’t live out of the pools. There’s a large blue sign that encourages people to look and capture for inspection but not take, and then an image of a net with a check mark beside it. There is also a chart of what creatures to avoid touching such as sea urchin and jellyfish. Taylor has been here plenty of times before and is an expert at where to find things. It becomes clear to her that Karlie has not as she hesitates to step onto the slippery rocks.

“Be careful,” Taylor calls over her shoulder. “Stay close to me in case you fall. And keep an eye out for anything interesting. Most of these guys are small.”

“These guys? What exactly are we looking for?” Karlie asks quietly.

“Well there are small fish, clams, sea slugs– and starfish!” Taylor gasps as she skilfully hops over a rocky ledge to inspect a large pool. She sets down her jar and crouches down, beckoning for Karlie to copy her. Karlie does and peers into the sandy water. Taylor doesn’t use her net and instead reaches in with her bare hands to pick up the starfish. This freaks Karlie out.

“Wait, what the fuck! You just pick these things up?” she exclaims, bouncing back to her old self for a moment.

“Starfish can’t hurt ya,” Taylor smiles. She lays it flat on her hand and inspects it. It’s a brilliant bright red colour and it’s flesh is making very gradual pulsing movements. “How about you be the camera girl since you’re too afraid to touch these guys?”

“I’m not afraid, I just– GET THAT ABOMINATION AWAY FROM ME,” Karlie yells as Taylor brings the starfish to her face.

Taylor starts to genuinely laugh at Karlie’s over the top reaction. Karlie even looks like she’s about to smirk but she tries to pout it away. She takes the camera out of her purse and snaps a picture of the starfish in Taylor’s hands. “He’s a cool colour I guess,” she mumbles.

“Starfish actually don’t have genders would you believe,” Taylor says. “Isn’t that awesome?”

“Uh, I suppose?” Karlie replies.

Taylor shakes off her unimpressed tone and they search on. Not a few minutes later and Taylor spots something wriggling in the water. Karlie shies away behind her not wanting to be anywhere near the thing. “What is it? A worm or some shit?”

Taylor uses her net this time to fish out the tiniest octopus Karlie has ever seen. It’s a dull earthy brown and she’s baffled by how Taylor spotted it. Taylor plops it in their jar of water and it glides about inside. Karlie isn’t as afraid of this one since it can’t touch them and she gapes in awe at the little creature.

“Isn’t it pretty?” Taylor asks, a smile beginning to form on her face whilst she watches Karlie’s intrigue.

“Pretty cool,” Karlie replies. She slides a finger down the jar and the octopus wriggles up to it. She nearly cowers back but keeps her balance.

“What’s got ya jumping today?” Taylor grins.

“Nothing,” Karlie says, almost defensively. But once she sees the look of regret on Taylor’s face she softens her tone. “Nothing, I just don’t really do this sort of stuff.”

“Take a picture!” Taylor says cheerfully. Karlie does and it turns out looking pretty impressive. They release the octopus back into the rock pools and it speedily wriggles out of sight

“We’re getting good at this, huh?” Karlie says, still not smiling but sounding more at ease.

“We sure are! We’re making good progress,” Taylor replies reassuringly. Karlie makes a sort of half smirk at this as they venture on.

They stay at the rock pools for a whole hour. Taylor finds a number of colourful starfish and even a few crabs. Karlie is proud of herself when she spots a hermit crab skittering along a mountain of scallops. Taylor smiles at her as she eagerly takes a few pictures, seemingly lost in the activity and not noticing her watchful eyes.

“Those little things are fucking legit,” Karlie utters as she looks back on the pictures.

“Well I’m glad you think that,” Taylor says. “We’ve taken a lot of pictures. Do you wanna go get something to eat?”

“Uh, what like the two of us?” Karlie asks looking up from the camera.

“There’s no one else doing this with us so yes,” Taylor says amusedly.

“Like a…” Karlie trails off.

“A what?” Taylor asks. She’s genuinely confused about why Karlie is tiptoeing around getting food together.

“…Nothing. Uh, I don’t have a lot of money on me.”

“That’s all right, I’ll pay.”

Karlie’s eyes widen. “You fucking will your ass,” she huffs. “You’re not my boyfriend.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” Taylor asks.

“No?”

“Then I’ll be the perfect substitute. Grow up and let’s get some sushi,” Taylor says as she empties her mason jar and puts it in her beach bag. Karlie protests further but Taylor shrugs it off. They come to a touristy fish restaurant, one of Taylor’s favourite eating establishments.

“Sel’s Catch?” Karlie reads staring up at the welcome sign.

“I’ve got a friend who’s family owns the place. Do you like fish?” Taylor asks.

“Yeah, sure… Is this place expensive?”

“It’s reasonable,” Taylor shrugs. “But we can go somewhere cheaper if you’d like. This place is just a real favourite of mine. They never disappoint. You haven’t been here before?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“Come on then, you can’t miss a chance to eat here!” Taylor grins as she opens the door for Karlie, the buzz of the diners flooding out of the building. They are seated by a sunny window and Karlie shyly skims over the menu. Taylor wasn’t lying when she said the prices weren’t too bad but she still doesn’t have enough money for half of the things she’s interested in. She wasn’t expecting a lunch date today.

“I can help you choose something,” Taylor suggests, knocking Karlie out of her daze.

“Uh, that’s okay thanks. I don’t think I have enough to–”

“We can get something to share!” Taylor insists. “There’s seafood baskets for two here somewhere,” Taylor says and flips the menu about until she comes to what she’s looking for. “We can split the bill, they’re not much,” she says with a friendly smile.

Karlie then looks Taylor in the eye. Her gaze isn’t angered or annoyed. It’s scared.

“Why are you being nice to me?” she asks slowly.

Taylor’s smile falters. She places the menu down and folds her arms. She stares Karlie back and replies quietly and clearly. “Because two wrongs do not make a right. I don’t want to get even with you. I want to mend…whatever this is. I do not think that what you did yesterday was okay. But I will happily accept any apology you have so that we can forget about it and move forward.”

Karlie blinks back in disbelief. She opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out.

“Now who’s the goldfish,” Taylor murmurs teasingly.

A waitress interrupts their little interrogation. She takes a second to tighten her brunette ponytail and smiles warmly. “Taylor, hey! Am I glad to see you.”

“Hey, Selena,” Taylor smiles back. “I brought a friend to lunch today.” She motions her arms towards Karlie who’s sinking down I her seat slightly.

“Nice to meet ya!” Selena says and holds out a hand for her to shake awkwardly. It is no surprise to Karlie that Taylor’s friends are just as cheery as she is. And for some reason it’s intimidating her. “What are you guys having?” Selena beams.

“I think we’ll have the medium Fisherman’s Feast. And two Cokes. That okay with you, Karlie?” Taylor asks and Karlie nods dumbly.

“Awesome. We’ll get that fixed right up for you. Would you like some complimentary shrimp toast to start you off?”

“That’d be lovely,” Taylor smiles and hands Selena the menus. She folds her arms again and faces Karlie, a soft expression on her face. “I think you’ll like this. They catch everything fresh every morning. Selena’s hoping they’re gonna get their five stars soon. There’s gonna be a big party if the critiques let it pass. Maybe you’d like to go,” Taylor says nonchalantly. She knows her casual friendliness is tearing Karlie to pieces. And to be honest, it’s better than revenge.

Taylor does most of the talking the rest of their time at the restaurant. Karlie nods and hums when appropriate, rarely making a comment or contributing to the conversation at first. But Taylor is good at filling silence and keeps things interesting. Or at least, not painstakingly quiet. Eventually Karlie comes out of her shell and starts talking too.

“Do you like the food?” Taylor asks as they both chew on their calamari.

“Yeah, it’s tasty but…I guess I feel kinda weird eating those little guys.”

Taylor nearly spits out her bite and chuckles at Karlie. “Nothing we caught today is on our plate. Unless you wanna try the sea urchin. But I wouldn’t recommend.”

“You sure knew a lot about the rock pools,” Karlie comments as she cuts off the crispy tail of a shrimp.

“My dad used to take me to the beach as a little girl every Friday. Sometimes the whole family would go. I used to live down on Rhode, ya know?”

“Why’d you move to Long Beach?”

“My dad has a friend that’s worked at the university for a long time. I got in quickly. They still live in Rhode though. The distance is kinda hard but they call me all the time. Plus my aunt lives close and my family visits whenever they can anyway, so it’s not so bad. I got friends here, it’s not lonely. And I love New York! I love the simultaneous beach and city life.”

Karlie nods to herself as she listens to Taylor’s little life story. She seems genuinely happy with her life and it suddenly occurs to her that she has brought a darkness into it. Feeling guilty Karlie goes quiet again. When it comes time to pay she is quick to pull out her half of the bill. They exit in silence.

“That was so good,” Taylor sighs contentedly.

“Yeah…uh, Yeah.”

“You okay?” she giggles. “Well, I think that’s enough action for today. You wanna walk me home?”

“Uh, sure,” Karlie mumbles.  

Taylor was kidding but she decides to let the girl follow her to her apartment block. She feels that there’s a newfound trust between them. They come to the front step and Taylor turns to Karlie. “Thanks for caring about the project. I’m sure we’ll have it finished in no time. You wanna set up the next date?”

Karlie seems to flinch slightly after hearing the way Taylor has worded it. But it’s only minor. She forces a tiny half smirk and nods. “You sure you wanna trust me in doing that?”

“You still haven’t apologised for yesterday but I do,” Taylor nods. “I trust you.”

Karlie looks down, ashamed. She shuffles her feet about and then looks up again. “Okay… Um, I’ll have to think about where.”

“That’s okay, just get back to me soon,” Taylor smiles and uses her security card to get inside. It beeps and the doors unlock. “See you ‘round,” she says as she steps inside. She’s about to close the door but Karlie plunges her foot between the closing gap.

“Wait– Uh, I…” Karlie exclaims as she swings her backpack around and roots for something. Taylor opens the door and watches her intently. Karlie fishes out a small blue gift bag and holds it in front of her. “Here,” she mutters.

“What’s this?” Taylor smiles as she takes it.

“Just take it,” Karlie mumbles hurriedly. “Bye,” she says as she turns on heel and sprints down Taylor’s street.

Taylor blinks in surprise at her change in character but takes the bag upstairs to her apartment. Once she’s inside she places it on her kitchen table and stares for a while. What could it possibly be? Taylor turns on her coffee machine and it hums into life. She sits down and rests her elbows on the table, puffing out her cheeks and blowing a few strands of baby hair out of the way. The blue paper bag stares back at her. Taylor dares herself to slide a hand in and as it met with the feel of crepe paper. She smiles slowly and pulls out what’s inside. Removing the decorative paper she finds a brand new pastel pink hairband. It almost looks just like her old one, bar a dainty red heart on both sides. Karlie has attached a small hand written note to it.

Mistakes were made –K

“Better than any spoken word,” Taylor chuckles and picks up the hair piece to examine.