#roger bales

[mintyaquagreen1675]

This was one of the wackiest YTPs I made yet. Also ⚠️Warning‼️, in a fit of rage Scrooge McDuck ‼️A$$@ults‼️ a Realtor while Courage accidentally and brutally punches Enzo in the face in this video.

[delicioushottubpeanut]

Y'know when you start liking a dilf and see all these edits and then become jealous because they have liked them longer than you

[renren-006]

Original Masterlist!

Started: 7-29-22 Updated: 1-1-2025

Story count: 73

❀Stories❀:

(*** Means it is a requested story)

Ryan Gosling✧

ONE SHOTS

Officer K

Heart of Gold

Driver

Get Away Driver

unworthy goodbyes

Sebastian Wilder

La vie en Rose

Sierra Six/Court Gentry

Double Trouble ***

Turning Tides ***

Rematch ***

Prince Charming ***

Protection Squad ***

Homework Problems ***

Polaroid

The Spy Next Door ***

Jealous Reader ***

SONG INSPIRED

Sierra Six/ Court Gentry

Loved *** (You Are Loved by Taylor Swift)

SMUT

Sierra Six/Court Gentry

Far Away

All you had to do was ask

Shy Boy ***

Ethan Hunt✧

ONE SHOTS

Promises

Reckoning ***

Lazy Saturdays ***

Falling in Love in France ***

Complete ***

Fallowing Along

Guard Dog ***

Daryl Dixon✧

ONE SHOT

Jealousy ***

Prisoner and Savior

Sunshine Optimist

"I Know"

Savior

Over the Years

Rainy Night Kisses

Y'all Didn't Know? ***

Gates

Angel ***

Helmets and Leather Jackets ***

DRABBLE

Keep her Safe.

KHS pt. 1

KHS pt. 2

SMUT

The Hearts Want

After

ABC

Henry Cavil ✧

ONE SHOTS

Geralt Of Rivera

Sleepovers

Wounds and Kisses ***

Preference ***

Clark Kent / Superman

Photo Worthy

Lucious Verus ✧

ONE SHOT

Familiar Eyes

Emperor Lucius

Doctors Magic

MARVEL:

IMAGINS:

Bucky and Steve:

The boys comforting you about your ex

Wanda✧

ONE SHOT

Magnets

Love Knot

I Knew you in another life

Red Strings (Visualising)

Bucky✧

ONE SHOT

Car Troubles

The Book

RAMBLE

Remember

SONG INSPIRED

Pickin Boys (Slim Pickings by Sabrina Carpenter )

Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield)✧

ONE SHOT

Skyscraper

Steve Rogers

ONE SHOT

Reading Nook(Visualization)

DRABBLE

Time

MORE: Bruce Wayne✧

ONE SHOT

The Love of a Bat

No More Secrets

Jeffry Dean Morgan✧

Negan

ONE SHOTS

Prisoner and Savior

To Love and Trust

SERIES:

Love Lost

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3?

John Winchester

ONE SHOT

Hunt

Dean Winchester✧

DRABBLES

Deans Playlist

ONE-SHOTS

Fezco✧

ONE SHOT

Anger and Love ***

You Did a Bad Thing Twice ***

Theseus Scamander ✧

SMUT

Magic Hands ***

JJ Maybank✧

ONE SHOT

Bruises

Alicent Hightower✧

ONE SHOT

From the Castle Walls

Draco Malfoy✧

ONE SHOT

Taken

[sstar-ggirl]

I feel silly what should I write???

[ayamisc]

Who Does It Better? [pls answer]

(c) James Bond Franchise ; (c) Elizabeth / Elizabeth The Golden Age ; (c) Hannibal Lecter Franchise ; (c) Superman Franchise ; (c) King Arthur ; (c) Shakespeare in Love ; (c) Batman Franchise ; (c) Hamlet

click on this link, and tell me who does the character better!

here are my choices and why. [and yes, i'm in a movie mood.. dunno why]

James Bond: Moore……..what can i say, i love my 007s when they are oozing with suave and charm… hell…. i think he even BREATHES in it… -_- Connery's all voice but Moore's demeanor….DAMN. yes, damn!! …sorry, but Craig is just waaaay too….. uhm.. too much of a model, yes. i mean seriously, that thing he does with his lips?

Batman: Christian Bale. sadly, i am guilty of not having seen The Dark Knight. sorry. but still. he's the man.. because… he's DARK when he's batman… and a total CHARMER when he's bruce wayne. and..well.. that IS the point, right?

Superman: Christopher Reeve. Why? Because HE is SUPERMAN. He's basically the legend. >_> Routh tries though… but he's not quite there yet.

Hannibal Lecter: Anthony Hopkins ..i swear, that man.. is creepy on screen. If you disagree…. well, try watching his thriller flicks. hell… he's scary without saying ANYTHING. he's already scary when he STARES. -_- don't get me wrong though, Hopkins is a GREAT actor… even when he plays in nonthriller flicks.

King Arthur: Clive Owen. hands down. Yeah, JT is not even within an INKLING of Clive Owen as Arthur. I mean… COME ON. That voice…those eyes. uhm. yeah. i'll shut up now.

Hamlet: Laurence Olivier …..don't get me wrong. the others were great. but…. yes, there's a but. and that "but" is that they aren't Laurence Olivier. LOL. Olivier was…. a legend. Gibson was too…. i dunno…ruffy? is that even a word? Branagh was… great, as usual… but Olivier is still better. and the other guy? uhm…. dunno him…haha… but it seems like a modern interpretation of the play. and…..well… if you know Hamlet… then you also know that a modern Hamlet is…. nothing but an emo kid… really. >_>

Pocahontas: don't be ridiculous. you do NOT compare real life actors to animated ones and their voice actors.

…i'm skipping the others since i have no clue and i'd rather not judge without knowledge, yknow?

Queen Elizabeth I: Judi Dench AND Cate Blanchett …sorry. i can't choose. they just have that….uhm…. THING in them that makes them PERFECT, yknow? haha

….um so. whatcha think.

…oh PLEASE i KNOW mum doesn't read deviant art journals. BUT really.

I would really want her opinion on this. She is, after all, THE movie person in our little group.

so, just tell her to read and reply. kay? good. haha

PS. This blog was originally posted on DeviantArt.

[blogdemocratesjr]

The Prestige by Christopher Nolan (2006)

[dizbunny]

Yooooo

Alex bale’s Pixar metaverse theory

Pretty good

[caroleditosti]

'Back to the Future' Roars Onto Broadway, Review

Casey Likes in Back to the Future (Matthew Murphy, Evan Zimmerman) The charm and humor of the musical Back to the Future with book by Bob Gale and music and lyrics by Alan Silvestri and Glen Ballard is that the story flashes into the past minding 1955’s tropes and trends i.e. cigarette smoking is healthy, leaded gas provides a clean environment, DDT gets rid of the mosquitos and bugs with no…

[kissorkill16]

Now I know how old these people are.

ehy,can i share my headcanons for some charachters's birth year that we don't know,i would really like read any opinions,positive or negative,in what agree and in what disagree

ps:i will gave some birth years as a point of reference,they will be red

-Before time: The Shadow Man

-10,000 B.C.:The Guest

-1902:Bubbe Fein

-1908:Roger

-1912:Adelle

-1922:Janitor

-1924:Otto,Missing Journalist

-1927:Murtaugh

-1930:Man in the Hat

-1935:Keith

-1937:Librarian

-1941:Franklin

-1944:The Mayor,Trinity's parents

-1945:Theodore

-1946:Abanante

-1948:Gerda(alien kid at 6 years old),Pumpkin kid,Guest Kid

-1949:Leslie,Lisa

-1951:Luanne,Miguel,Jay

-1954:Joe

-1955:Quentin

-1957:Beatrix

-1959:Diane

-1967:Jen,Allie,Dan,Glen

-1982:Trinity

-1983:Nicky,Aaron,Enzo,(headcanon:Delroy)

-1984:Ivan,Finch

-1985:Maritza,Lucy,Mya

-1993:Pris

-1999:Regina

-2001:Piper

-2015:Dark Essence

I dont know what to say about it, is cool i guess

[vintagerpg]

This is Horror Tales: Spirits, Spells, & the Unknown (1974), edited by Roger Elwood and gorgeously illustrated by Robert Baumgartner. It is, I thiiink, the last in an unofficial 6-volume series of similarly bound and dressed books from Rand McNally (the others are Tales of Terror, Monster Tales, Baleful Beasts and Eerie Creatures, and two volumes of Science Fiction Tales. Most of them are edited by Elwood. I know them from when I was a kid — my local library had a few of them on the shelves. They don’t seem common on the second-hand market, which makes me think they were primarily marketed to libraries, similar to Helen Hoke’s excellent anthologies.

I confess, I have never read this. Honestly, I don’t recognize a single author. Well, one, maybe, I think might be a shitheel who got booted from the Horror Writers Association a couple years back. The rest ring no bells — if you told me they were all Elwood writing under different pseudonyms, I’d believe you.

I’m hear for the art, really. Baumgatner’s stuff is somehow both wholesome and nightmarish. There is a folksy vibe to his style and it mostly feels warm and inviting, but everything also looks like it might melt into horrible goo at any moment, the way the G.I. Joes do in the mindfucking horror cartoon classic, "There's No Place Like Springfield." I particularly like the one of the kid in bed, scared of the shadows and the tree outside, because it reminds me of staring at my wallpaper as a kid in bed and being convinced it was moving and that the toys in the pattern were going to come down off the wall and get me. God. Where was I? Halloween? Horror? Never turn the lights off ever again?

[allthingseurope]

Bale, Istria, Croatia (by Roger)

[awritessomething]

I have absolutely no ideas for writing whatsoever pleaseplease leave requests!!! Smut, angst, fluff, whatever y’all want I can probably do.

Ill write for these people and probably more that I forgot (all male character x fem!reader) :

Formula 1:

Max Verstappen

Oscar Piastri

Charles Leclerc

Lewis Hamilton

Carlos Sainz

Daniel Riccardo

Mick Schumacher

Franco Colapinto

Liam Lawson

Ollie Bearman

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Marvel:

Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark

Thor

Deadpool

Steve Rogers

Spiderman (Tom Holland, Andrew Garfield, Miguel O'hara)

Harry Osborn (James Franco)

Wolverine (X-Men movies)

Cyclops (X-Men movies)

Charles Xavier (James McAvoy)

Call of Duty

Keegan Russ

Simon "Ghost" Riley

König

Phillip Graves

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Star Wars:

Anakin Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Outer Banks: (pls no spoilers s4 hasnt been watched yet)

JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

John B. Routledge

Ward Cameron

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Draco malfoy

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

Blaise Zabini

Regulus Black

Severus Snape

Tom Riddle

Sirius Black

Lorenzo Berkshire

Oliver Wood

The Walking Dead:

Glenn Rhee

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Negan Smith

Sports:

Joao Felix

Jude Bellingham

Brock Purdy

Joe Burrow

Leon Draisaitl

Jack Hughes

Vince Dunn

Mitch Marner

Connor Bedard

Wayne Gretzky (young)

Miscallaneous:

Jack Champion (Ethan Landry)

Patrick Bateman

Batman (Christian Bale)

Johnathan Crane

Finnick Odair

Josh Hutcherson (Peeta Mellark, Mike Schmidt, Sean Anderson, Clapton Davis)

Rodrick Heffley

Tristan Dugray

Dylan O'brien

Bellamy Blake

Patrick Dempsey (Derek Shepherd, Ronald Miller)

Joe Goldberg

Timothee Chalamet (Wonka, Paul Atreides)

Minho (The Maze Runner)

Keanu Reeves (John Wick, Neo, Alex Wyler, Dr. Beckham, Julian Mercer, Ted Logan)

Jim Halpert

Farkas/Vilkas

Ulfric Stormcloak

Miraak

Ben Schnetzer (Max Vandenburg, Brad Land, Russ Sheppard)

Ralph Macchio (Daniel Larusso, Johnny Cade)

Dallas Winston

Sodapop Curtis

Robby Keene

Zuko (atla dallas liu)

Jet (atla sebastian amoruso)

Cillian Murphy (Johnathan crane, jackson rippner, Neil Lewis)

Evan Peters (all ahs characters, Luke cooper)

James Franco (Laird Mayhew, Harry Osborn, all characters)

What I wont do:

Pedophilia

Beastiality or anything animal-y

Waterworks

Male reader (sorry)

Character x character

Threesomes or anything not 1x1

Character x oc

Specific body types (i just don’t see the point)

Daddy/mommy kinks

Incest or stepcest

(I’ll prob have to add on but its midnight rn)

[kaytheday]

Young and Stupid - Ace and Soda

Young and stupid, but not in the way you might think.

Bright eyes and a closeness that only exists between kids who’ve known each other since birth. Ace’s teeth were shining and Sodapop was laughing that big smile that split half of his face as she climbed up on his back. Ace had never felt more comfortable than when she was next to Sodapop. Not in her Aunt's house and definitely not on the fire escape in that alley she slept in with Steve when things were bad at home.

Sodapop was comfortable. Since they were kids, she had always felt a certain ease with him that nobody else in her life could quite match. It helped that Soda fell in love with her on the spot but that wasn’t all. From the beginning, they could tell each other anything. He let her feel like a girl without making her feel bad about it. He was nothing like anyone she’d ever met.

It was the same for Sodapop. With Ace, everything seemed to be… easier. He could always tell Ace the things that neither of his brothers should hear. She was also one of the only members of the gang who wouldn’t hesitate to give him physical contact if he needed it. Dallas definitely wasn’t like that.

Ace thought they seemed to fit together perfectly. Filling through all the cracks that the other lacked. What was it that her Gram used to say? That their souls must have been made from the same stardust? Or something like that anyway.

It didn’t matter, in that moment, Ace knew that whatever her Gram had said was most certainly true. She and Sodapop were cut from the same cloth. Souls made from the same stardust.

Young and stupid, but not in the way you might think.

There were so many teachers at Will Rogers high school that thought the reason Soda dropped out was because he was stupid. But Ace knew that was the furthest thing from the truth. There was no world where you could convince her that Sodapop was stupid. He had known so many things about her that she hadn't told a soul. He was good that way, picking up on all the little things about people that everyone else seemed to look over.

Ace was eleven when she found out what happened to her dad. He had died, she’d known that much before. What she hadn’t known was that he was strung up from a tree in the Greenwood district after being tortured for hours. The kicker was that he hadn’t done anything. Not really. He had supposedly whistled at a white woman but Ace knew there was no way that was true. Black men in Oklahoma had been killed for far less than that.

It shouldn’t have mattered to her. He had been dead for years but finding out how he had died reopened the wound and made it hurt all the worse.

Sodapop had found her sitting on the porch of her aunt's tiny apartment smoking a cigarette and shaking. He was holding a beat up basketball and two coke bottles, he had likely come over to see if she wanted to go and do something. If it had been any other member of the gang, they would have seen that she was in a bad mood and left. But not Sodapop.

He noticed something was wrong immediately. Sitting down next to her and slinging an arm around her. Instead of asking her what was wrong, or worse, telling her everything would be okay, he just sat with her.

Then she had finally collapsed under the weight of it all and she’d cried. Heavy sobs that left her throat aching and his shirt covered in snot.

Soda never complained though, he hadn’t even tried to understand why she was so upset. Soda never would be able to anyway and he probably knew it. So he just held her and reminded her that he was here and he was never leaving.

Despite how insignificant Soda felt, it was exactly what Ace needed. To be held and told that there was someone in her life who would never leave.

Young and stupid, but not in the way you might think.

Ace can remember the night when Sodapops parents died.

It was nearly two in the morning when she heard the rocks hitting her window. She stepped over Steve and Bales, trying not to wake them as she went to the window to see what the hell was going on.

It was Sodapop throwing them, he looked terrible with a pale face and red rimmed eyes. But despite the fact that he looked like he was about to pass out, he had the energy of a lighting bolt. Quick and sharp with the ability to hurt despite that dangerous beauty.

Before she knew it, Ace was scrambling out the window and down the fire escape. Trying to get to Soda before he did something reckless. There was no doubt that she’d seen him at his worst moments, but nothing like this.

So there she stood in front of him trying to figure out what was wrong.

“It’s nearly two in the mornin’ Sodapop. What’s wrong?” She could have told him he was stupid or reckless for coming to find her at this hour but to be honest, with the state he was in, she was glad Soda had found her instead of being alone.

“You wanna go do something? Get outta here?”

“Soda what’s wrong?” She repeated instead of answering. She knew him better than anyone and nothing about this felt right.

“Nothin’s wrong.” He tried for a smile but it came out pained and watery. “I just need to move. I need to do something.” He shook out his hands and pushed them back into fists.

“Okay.” She said slowly. She could help him… whatever it was. “We can go do something. You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine.” Was all he said before they started off.

They walked around the town for hours in the dark. They ended up at a park, both starting on the swings and running all through the playground. Eventually, Ace was left sitting on the ground as she tried to stay awake. Sodapop ran himself ragged on the monkey bars and the slide and then the swings. He was talking, saying everything that he could never tell his brothers and she was listening.

It wasn’t much but it was exactly what he needed. For someone to actually listen to him.

Finally, only when the sun started to come up did she cut him off.

“Soda we gonna keep playing on these monkey bars like we’re six years old or are we gonna go see your brothers?” He gave a sigh and hopped down.

“We may not be six years old anymore Ace, but we’re still young ain’t we?”

Young and stupid, but not in the way you might think.

Greasers from the East side didn’t get to be young and they didn’t get to be stupid but that’s still how people painted them anyway.

Painted as young juvenile delinquents even though Ace and Soda both grew up way before their time.

Ace’s parents both died before she turned ten. She was shuffled around various homes and she quickly grew accustomed to taking care of herself. Even though she had an older brother who would do anything for her, it wasn’t quite the same thing as having a mother. She was the one that had to learn how to be a girl and she wasn’t even good at that.

Sodapop’s parents died when he was sixteen. Suddenly he had to step up and help Darry with the bills and help keep Ponyboy out of his own head. He had to be an adult at sixteen and on top of that he had to push down all that grief and keep going.

Greasers didn’t get to be young and Ace and Sodapop were no exception. They both grew up well before other kids their own age. They were forced to take care of themselves while every adult in both of their lives failed them in some way.

Greasers were painted as stupid criminals with minds full of bricks even though Soda and Ace both had to be smart to survive.

Ace had become an expert at disguising herself. She had to be. Boyish clothes, unkempt hair, and a bad attitude became her best defense against the prying eyes of men. Expertly, knowing how to keep wandering eyes and unfriendly hands away from her took skills and smarts that a less intelligent person wouldn’t have been capable of. Ace had been doing this since she was born, it was her only defense and it required her to be smart.

Though many teachers would disagree, Sodapop was not stupid. He could read people easier than any book and always knew exactly what they needed. You have to be smart to keep your family together and play both sides of the same coin with your brothers. But you have to be even smarter to understand how to deal with the feelings of Steve Randle.

Greasers didn’t get to be stupid and Ace and Sodapop were no exception. Not when you have to protect yourself from the dangers of Tulsa and not when you have to keep your family together.

Young and stupid, but not in the way you might think.

That night both of them were young and stupid. They really were the only ones who could fix things for each other. Smiling as they pushed all the cares of the world into the deep recesses of their mind and just enjoyed each other. Like two matches. Like twin flames. Like two stars in the sky. As close as family. Blood mingled together as the world crashed down beneath them. Closer than family.

In the end, all they have is each other. Greasers stick together and Sodapop and Ace are no exception. They may be young and stupid but as long as they have each other, they’ll come out okay.

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[docgold13]

All The Batman(s)

From the best of the best to the not so best of the rest…*

#1). Kevin Conroy

#2). Michael Keaton

#3). Adam West

#4). Bruce Greenwood

#5). Christian Bale

#6). Roger Craig Smith #7). Diedrich Bader

#8). Robert Patterson

#9). Olan Soule #10). Rino Romano

#11). Ben Affleck

#12). Will Arnett

#13). Will Freddie

#14). Val Kilmer

#15). Jensen Ackles

#16). Robert Lowery #17). Jeremy Sisto

#18). David Mazouz

#19).Jason O'Mara #20). Anthony Ruivivar

#21). Keith Ferguson

#22). Lewis Wilson

#23). William Baldwin #24). Peter Weller

#25). Maura Monti

#26). David Giuntoli

#27). Troy Baker #28). Iain Glen

#29). Luke Wilson

#30). Anson Mount #31). Ben McKenzie

#32)Levent Çakir #33). Rene Requiestas

#34). Nat Wolf #35). Jimmy Kimell

#36). George Clooney

*Agree, disagree; have I left anyone out? Let me know what you think.

[kissorkill16]

Friendship In Raven Brooks: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: They all just wanted to live their lives, and then they met each other and became the bestest friend group you'll ever see.

Chapter 9

It was almost the end of the day, and Aaron had one more class together.

Mr. Donaldson for Civics.

The best part was that Enzo and Nicky would be there too, that's pretty much been the only thing that made him dread school a little less. Having those two with him just calmed him down.

He sat down behind Enzo, and next to Nicky.

"Last class.", said Nicky. "After this, we should head to my house."

"Sounds like a plan.", said Enzo.

Aaron wished he could say the same, but he wasn't really sure about meeting Nicky's parents. Sure, he'd already met Nicky, and he was actually really cool. The only problem was meeting his parents.

What if they knew who he was and would forbid him and Nicky from hanging out again?

Sure, Mr. Roth seemed like a pretty chill guy, Aaron wasn't too sure about his wife though, he'd never met her. He was scared he might introduce himself as "Aaron Peterson" and all hell would break loose.

Trinity sat down in front of Enzo, and Enzo stared at her with the same dopey smile he made at her at lunchtime.

"Alright everyone, settle down right now.", said a voice as he walked inside. He must be Mr. Donaldson.

He took out a clipboard from in between his arm and side, "Alright, I'm going to take attendance. When I call your name, say present or here.", he said. Everyone nodded. Mr. Donaldson cleared his throat and began taking attendance.

"Jasmine Lewis."

"Here."

"Arthur Ross."

"Here."

"Finch Yi."

"Here."

"Seth Jenkins."

"Here."

"Ruben Smith."

"Here."

"Trinity Bales."

"Here."

"Enzo Esposito."

"Here."

"Trevor Davis."

"Here."

"Alexander Reed."

"Here."

"Nicholas Roth."

"Call me Nicky.", said Nicky. Mr. Donaldson looked at him for a moment, and Nicky looked down at his lap. "But, yeah. I'm here."

Nicky didn't have anything against Mr. Donaldson or anything, it's just that he didn't really feel comfortable when someone used his full name. Nicholas just didn't sit right with him.

"Whatever.", said Mr. Donaldson. He looked back at the list and squinted his eyes, "Let's see now...uh..."

He stared at the list for a moment.

"Aaron Peterson."

Aaron shrunk down in his seat, and he mumbled a quiet "Here."

Mr. Donaldson looked at Aaron and walked towards him, and that made the rest of the students look at Aaron too. Nicky must have sensed that he was uncomfortable, and he gently rubbed his back a little bit.

"I don't mean to be nosey, but by any chance are you related to Roger and Adele Peterson?", asked the civics teacher. Aaron looked up at him, "Kind of."

Mr. Donaldson looked at the boy in confusion, wondering what he meant by that. "It's a yes or no question, kid."

"They're my grandparents."

Everyone in the room looked at Aaron, completely bewildered. Everyone's eyes were as wide as saucers.

Even Enzo looked at Aaron with wide eyes. Meanwhile, Nicky was completely confused, he had absolutely no idea what was going on.

"What's wrong?", asked Aaron. Mr. Donaldson walked back to the front of the class and sat the clipboard down on the desk, "Your grandparents left behind quite a legacy before they passed, young man."

The boys who sat behind Aaron and Nicky, Seth Jenkins and Ruben Smith, started laughing out loud, making Nicky nearly jump in his seat.

"Ha! I didn't know being the town wingnut was considered a legacy.", said Seth, making Ruben clutch his stomach in laughter. Some other students started to laugh too, and Aaron hid his face in his hands.

Nicky clenched his fists and was about to slam it on the desk, but then Mr. Donaldson spoke up again.

"I think the word you're looking for is genius, Mr. Jenkins. A word you seem to be unfamiliar with.", he said. The class began laughing again, and Seth rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, leaning back in his seat.

"I hardly even know my grandparents.", said Aaron, looking at Mr. Donaldson. "Could you give me a little history on them...please?"

Aaron didn't know whether or not he should be asking about this, considering he was basically shunned by the whole class for being the grandson of Roger and Adele Peterson. But this might be the one chance he'd get to get some information about his grandparents.

After all, his own parents wouldn't tell him or Mya about them, he doubted they even really knew enough about them to tell their own kids. And Mr. Donaldson did say he left behind a legacy, and he wondered what that meant.

"Well, Mr. Peterson. From what I remember, they were quite obsessed with the weather. They always used to work in that old weather station away from the town.", said the civics teacher. "It was their job. I believe they were meteorologists."

Meteorologists. Huh. Aaron never would've guessed that they studied the weather.

"Yep. Town wingnut.", said Ruben. Him and Seth burst out laughing again, and soon, the rest of the class.

Aaron crossed his arms and buried his face in them, leaning forward into his desk, wanting to make a paper airplane with a sharp enough edge that would pierce through Seth Jenkins' skull.

Nicky put a gentle hand on his friend's shoulder, trying to distract him from the laughing kids. Aaron leaned in closer to him.

Enzo and Trinity just exchanged a look of surprise and complete shock.

"Okay, now that that's settled...", said Mr. Donaldson, picking up a piece of chalk and going up to the chalkboard. "Let's get on with today's lesson, shall we?"

[operaqueen]

Mary Martin and Theodore Bale in the original Broadway, production of Rogers and Hammerstein’s The Sound of Music. New York, 1959.