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Hold Fast | Ch. 1 Will Squat for Dinner

Series Master List

Inspo: In an IG reel @ tashabraziliano asks a guy at the gym to play a game where if she squats him he has to buy her dinner at Nando’s.

Rating: M for this one shot, but this blog is 18+ MDNI

A/N: Thank you to @bloviating-vy for being my beta and my write or die! Grateful to everyone who voted in my poll and @katareyoudrilling for encouraging me to post. In the Hold Fast AU all the guys make it back from S. America, additional details TBD if this ends up being a series

Word Count: ~4.0k

Tags: no y/n, gymbff!Benny, alcohol, swearing, reader is a powerlifting girlie described as short, Tom is alive unfortunately (we hate Tom), alcohol, brief body insecurity and Frankie being down on himself, Tom owns a bar, Pope owns a gym, alternating POV with one brief Benny POV

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The first time you went to train at Pope's Gym, Benny wouldn’t stop talking your ear off during your workout. When you finally got a word in edgewise, you made a bet with him that if you could squat him, he would shut the fuck up and let you finish your workout in peace. To his amazement, not only did you squat him, you repped him 3 times before setting him down to raucous applause. You’d been gym besties ever since. It didn’t hurt that he was nice to look at with his dirty blonde hair and penchant to go sans shirt so he could flaunt his abs as frequently as possible. Plus, his big golden retriever energy never failed to brighten your day.

Benny liked to tease you about the gym you used to go to that had vanity lighting, a smoothie bar, and chilled eucalyptus-scented towels. While Pope's had the most lifting platforms of any gym in town, you were adjusting to the lack of central A/C and other amenities you were used to. Pope’s was housed in a large warehouse space, bare metallic bones, with multiple commercial rolling doors instead of a proper HVAC system. Besides the rows upon rows of platforms, a selection of assault bikes and ergs lined one wall of the gym, while a section of accessory machines collected dust in the corner.

You learned which platforms got the most airflow depending on which rolling door was open and which ones the massive fans covered best. You had made the switch because you had outgrown your old gym which catered to the general public. The bougie public, Benny liked to remind you. You had started lifting heavy and wanted to lift heavier, so you found yourself signing up at Pope's after Pope himself had given you the tour around the space. You learned that Pope had started the gym after coming back from Colombia wanting to promote health and strength in the community while getting into better shape himself. Looking at the peach shape of his ass you could bounce anything off of, you knew Pope had been putting the work in.

Benny worked the front desk at Pope's between training and fighting MMA. His older and blonder brother Will would come by to work out, but he was often leaving when you were arriving so you didn't know him well beyond a friendly wave. Plus, it seemed like Benny used the majority of the word quota between the Miller brothers. Pope's grew on you and you got to know the regulars who trained the same time you did; enough that you gave them cute identifying nicknames in your head (often without knowing their actual names) and worried about them when they missed more than a session or two.

Benny was surprised to see you walk into Pope's one night an hour before closing since you always trained in the mornings. You had given him a short head nod instead of your usual big smile before stalking to a platform and slamming your bag down.

"Yooooo, everything ok?" he asks as he walks over.

"Does it look like I'm okay," you huff, aggressively wrestling your knee sleeves on. Glancing at him, you immediately apologize when he hesitates and takes a step back.

"Sorry, Benny. I'll be a lot better after I pick up some heavy things and put them down."

"Might help if you want to talk about it?" he ventures leaning against the barbell.

You finish tying your squat shoes before looking at him again with dejected eyes and sighing.

"I just went on a crappy date with a guy from one of those dating apps," you sigh again. "He spent the whole time talking about himself and how much he works out. Then he had the fucking audacity to question me when he asked how much I could lift."

"Fucking asshole!" Benny feels himself getting steamed.

"He just stormed out of the restaurant and left me with the bill when I refused to change my answer," you shrug, but Benny sees your jaw tick. "Apparently, I squat and deadlift more than he does and he couldn't date someone who could do that." You roll your eyes and huff.

"WTF! What a total loser. You don't need a guy like that who doesn't appreciate you," Benny replies incensed. He sees your face fall for a moment, eyes downcast and tight.

"I just — I've been trying to put myself out there again and it sucks," you mumble, cheeks flush with embarrassment. "It's also been kinda lonely since I moved here, and I guess I could just use more friends, too."

"I'M YOUR FRIEND!"

"Yeah, my gym friend! We don't do anything outside of this hot, sweaty box Benny," you remind him with a small smile and playful shove to get him off your barbell.

Benny decides this is completely unacceptable and immediately remedies this by inviting you to the next hangout with him and his ex-Delta Force friends at Redfly's, a local bar nearby. "You know Pope and Will already," he reassures, "Tom's the owner of the bar and he's an asshole, but he's our asshole. And there's Catfish — we call him Fish for short. We've been trying to get him to come work out here, but he's been busy with his new pilot job for the hospital. And he shares custody of his 3-year-old daughter with his ex."

He could see your brain turning over all the information he was throwing at you. You don't seem to react either way to the news that Fish has an ex and a daughter. As you adjust the bar height you respond, "You sure? Don't want to crash a regular thing that you have with your guys."

"Nah, it'll be great! They'll love you!" Benny's determined to get you to come.

You hand him your phone. "Well... okay. Text me the details?"

With your phone in hand, Benny puts his number in to text himself and then convinces you to show him your dating profile. Between sets of squats you both take turns swiping on possible matches, Benny teasing you on your picks. Ever observant, Benny notices your preference for profiles with tall, brown-haired, brown-eyed candidates. As you work through your next set, Benny sneaks his phone out and immediately texts Fish.

Redfly's was what you expected for a bar run by an ex-delta force asshole. Dimly lit, buncha mismatched tables and chairs, lots of dark grain wood, and an air of neglect despite being quite clean. It was mostly empty except for a few grizzled guys who screamed regulars, nursing beers at the bar. Lots of beers on tap, but not so much for cocktail options. Not that you were a big drinker anyway. If anything, all the training made you an extremely cheap date. But damn, if you were going to drink, you wanted it to be a solid cocktail.

"THERE SHE IS!" Benny bounds over to you before grabbing your hand and dragging you over to the table in the corner. He introduces you to Tom who was standing by the table chatting with the guys. Tom gives a half-hearted greeting before stalking off back to the bar. Pope gives you a big smile and hug, "Good to see you hermosa, don't mind Tom. That was downright friendly for him." You snort as you settle into your seat next to Pope. Will also greets you with a small wave and an offer to pour you a beer from the pitcher.

"That's okay, I'm not much of a beer drinker." You wince, wrinkling your nose.

"I thought you said she was cool," Pope teases Benny who rolls his eyes and looks at you with faux betrayal.

"How about I buy shots for the table? Would that make me cool?" you smirk, getting up to go to the bar.

"Only if I get one too," says a warm, baritone voice from behind you. A tall, handsome man slides into the last vacant seat across from yours. Soft brown curls threaten to escape the Standard Oil cap nestled on his head. The warmest brown eyes smile at you as he holds your surprised gaze. "Hi, I'm Fish. Sorry, 'm late."

You want to trace the golden skin stretched deliciously along the column of his neck. Run your fingers through those curls that look so, so incredibly soft. And the strong curve of his nose... You snap out of your reverie before you respond with your name. "Better get those shots then," you say, trying not to trip over your unexpectedly shaky legs. Holy shit, why the fuck didn't Benny mention his friend Fish was gorgeous?

When Benny bugged him to come to the Friday night hangout at Redfly’s, Frankie hadn’t given it a second thought. The exuberant text from Benny, “You coming this week right? Got someone from Pope’s coming to meet you guys!!!” had two too many exclamation points for his taste. He figured Benny had a new lifting partner he wanted the guys to meet and his attendance had been pretty spotty between the new EMS pilot gig and balancing shared custody with Vanessa.

So when he walked into Redfly’s and overheard you say “… shots for the table?” He just assumed Tom had finally hired some help in the form of a very cute new waitress.

It wasn’t until he asked the guys when Tom hired you, eyes not leaving your form as you walked away, did he realize the absolute error in his assumption. “That’s my friend from the gym, Fish. SHE’s from Pope’s,” Benny rolled his eyes.

“C’mon hermano, you know Tom’s too cheap to hire help and too much of a pendejo for help to stick around,” Pope added.

Frankie pulled his cap low over his eyes and slid down his seat. He could feel himself flush. Fuck, he thought. Just made an ass out of myself demanding a shot from a total stranger.

You had frozen for a moment after he introduced himself before offering your name with a bit of a grimace. He thought you were gorgeous though and smelled incredible, fresh and citrusy with hints of something sweet and floral that lingered even after you had walked away.

“So, whaddya think, Fish?” Benny prods. "She’s smart, pretty, super strong, and a total sweetheart. Should ask her out."

Frankie flushes a deeper red. “S’outta my league Benny.”

“Aw, c’mon Fish, you gotta get back out there,” Benny persists. "Made it easy for you too. I happen to know you’re exactly her type."

“What, she into out of shape, 40-year-old, divorced, single dads with a toddler?” Fish grumbles. He hadn’t dressed particularly well tonight either, just his usual worn khakis and old faded navy t-shirt. Hadn’t suspected Benny was going to try to set him up tonight, although with Benny you never knew what you were getting yourself into.

“Might’ve mentioned summa that to her. She didn’t even blink, Fish. You got a shot and you should take it.”

Frankie finally tears his eyes away from you. You had just said something that made Tom smile ever so briefly and he wanted to know what you said. Frankie didn’t even realize Tom smiled anymore.

He sees Pope giving Benny that look that said Pope knew Frankie was indeed interested in you, but needed some extra encouragement and to get out of his head. How a single look conveyed all of that spoke to the years and shit they’d all been through together.

“Gonna help her bring over the drinks,” Benny says, popping out of his chair before Frankie could tell him to keep his big mouth shut.

He lifts his cap and runs his fingers through his hair. He hadn’t even tried to comb his fucking hair before coming out tonight. He slides the cap back on hoping it catches the more unruly curls.

“You’re a total catch, Fish,” Pope says, pouring him a beer. “Don’t count yourself out before even shooting your shot.”

“Could just be a coffee date. Don’t overthink it,” Will seconds.

Frankie takes a big pull of his beer. Easy for these two to say. Both Pope and Will worked out regularly at the gym and had the physiques to show for it. As much as Frankie had insisted everyone needed to get back on their game when they got back from Colombia, he was the only one out of the five of them who hadn't.

At least it didn’t feel like it with his achy back and bad knees. Sure, he had finally gotten his pilot’s license reinstated and now shared custody of his daughter. But he was self-conscious of his soft stomach, especially next to Benny whose abs were definitely the example given in the dictionary next to “rock-hard.” What did he have to offer you besides a mountain of baggage and PTSD? Maybe if he just kept his mouth shut everything would be fine and he’d survive tonight without embarrassing himself.

At this point, you are willing to brave Tom the asshole to collect yourself before sitting across from Frankie and his big brown eyes again. Tom raises an eyebrow when you order six shots ("One's for you asshole," you say to Tom with a teasing glare) and ask if he could make an Aviation. You swear he gives you the faintest smile before grumbling about ridiculous froufrou cocktails, but he wasn't born yesterday and yes he could make you one.

Benny sidles up to you at the bar as you wait for Tom to finish making your drink, offering to help you carry the drinks back to the table. "You doing ok? You seem nervous," Benny observes as you tap your fingers on the bar.

"Why didn't you warn me Fish is fucking hot?" you pointedly whisper back.

Benny grins at you as he leans back on his elbows against the bar, "Fucking knew it. Totally thought he'd be your type, girlie."

"You trying to set us up??" you glare at him.

Benny shrugs with exaggerated innocence. "Maaaaybe."

You huff, "Does he know that? Am I even his type?" You cringe inwardly at your insecurity.

"Well considering he hasn't taken his eyes off you since you left the table makes me think you are," Benny smirks. The smug look stays on his face.

For once you're glad you took more than five minutes to put yourself together before walking out the door. You picked a pair of jeans that hugged your curves and a fitted top with a very complementary neckline. Black-heeled booties gave you a few inches and made your legs look longer than they were. Worth the hassle of walking in at least for one night. The lightest dusting of make-up, mostly eyeliner and glossy lip balm, highlights your facial features.

"So maybe I should shoot my shot then, hmm?" you wink at Benny with a knowing smile.

"If you're thinking what I'm thinking…," Benny grins thinking back on the day you two met.

"That's very purple," Fish observes as you and Benny set down the drinks for the table.

"It's an Aviation. You might like it considering you're a pilot, mmh?" you respond with a smile. Okay, you've collected yourself. Sort of. Let's see if you remember how this flirting thing goes.

"What are we taking shots to celebrate?" Pope asks.

"How about to new, strong, friends?" you quip.

"I'll cheers to that!" Benny raises his glass.

Conversation is light and fun with the guys. You marvel at their connection and closeness as they teased and talked like people who have been through some shit together over the years. You convince Fish to try the Aviation to which he declares it a "very fancy purple" and keeps sneaking sips much to your amusement. They fold you into their conversation, asking about your training, and what competitions you might try this season. They praise Pope about how the gym has flourished and rib him about his ever-revolving door of beautiful women.

"What about you, Fish? You thinking about getting back out there and dating?" Benny asks before flicking his eyes over to you. You remind yourself to thank Benny profusely for being the best wingman ever.

"'Dunno. Not sure where to even start," Frankie mumbles into his beer, casting his eyes down.

"I have an idea," you give Frankie your best coy smile.

"Yeah?" he breathes looking up at you. Those damn brown eyes.

"I have a game for you," you offer before taking a breath. “If I squat you, you get to buy me dinner.” Your heart is thrumming in your chest and you feel your cheeks flush, but damnit, you were going to shoot your fucking shot. "But if I can rep you, I want the whole nine yards. Pick me up at my place, flowers, dinner and dessert."

"You — you think you can squat me?" Fish looks a bit surprised, "I— it's, it's not that I don't think you can. But 'm... A lot bigger than you... 'm out of shape." His ears pink at the last part as he cups one hand over the back of his neck.

"I know I can. Do we have a deal?" you smile at him with encouragement and extend your hand across the table. Fish hesitates, but you try not to assume why.

"Jesus, Fish, if you don't take her up on it, I will," Pope winks at you.

Fish glances between you and Pope for a brief moment.

He reaches out and shakes your hand. "Okay, deal." You try not to get distracted by the way his large hand engulfs yours.

"Let's go, brown eyes," you tell him as you stand up from your chair and whip your hair up into a high ponytail.

"You're going to do this in heels?" Fish asks as he gets up from his chair with a grunt. Christ, he's so tall. And broad. You shrug and look up at him through your lashes, “I mean, Ginger Rogers did everything that Fred Astaire did. She just did it backwards and in high heels.”

You move so you stand with your side towards his front.

“I'm going to put my hand here,” you gesture to his right inner thigh just above the knee. "Is that okay?"

"Yep."

"Alright, you ready?"

He nods.

You carefully slump him over your shoulders in a fireman's carry, gripping tightly to his upper arm and thigh. You can feel the warmth of his body pressed deliciously across your shoulders. He's so warm.

You brace.

Benny's out of his seat, whooping and hollering. Pope's leaning forward, elbows on his knees, clapping, "Let's go, let's go!" Will's grinning and shaking his head in amusement. The regulars at the bar sneak glances over in your direction.

Frankie catches himself remarking on the particular shade of purple out loud when you return to the table with Benny bearing shots and a suspiciously purple beverage. He realizes after you respond and the dazzling smile you give him that you’re flirting with him. He thinks?? He’s so out of practice. God, he’d do anything for you to smile at him like that again.

When you slide your drink over to him to try he surprises himself by taking a sip. He’s even more surprised that he likes it. Crisp juniper dances across his tongue followed by a delicate floral sweetness and a touch of citrus with a spiced cardamom and anise finish. This very purple drink tastes the way you smell. And the giggle you give him when he calls it a “very fancy purple” blooms warmth through him, settling low in his core. He can only think about how he can elicit that sound from you again.

Which is how he misses Benny asking him if he’s thinking about getting back out there and dating. Fucking Benny and his goddamn big mouth.

But then you’re smiling at him again, telling him, single-dad, divorcee Francisco Morales, you have an idea. He’s looking at you and he can barely breathe as your eyes sparkle with a mischievous glint and your plush, glossy lips propose a game.

For a moment he’s confused. Did you not want to go out to dinner with him? Because if he’s honest, he doesn’t think you could squat him. He’s so much bigger than you. And he’s pretty sure if he tried, he could put you in his pocket. But then you’re brimming with confidence and extending your hand out to strike a deal.

It’s when Pope — fucking Pope — threatens to play your game in his place that Frankie is engulfing your delicate hand in his large one. You surprise him with a firm handshake and it’s then that he can feel the callouses across your palm. Callouses from many, many reps with the barbell.

Frankie finds himself towering over you, realizing you’re about to try and squat him in heeled booties. He vaguely hears you ask for consent to touch his inner thigh just above his knee before he finds himself suspended horizontally in the air across a set of firm shoulders, anchored by two small hands. He can feel when you brace, feel your entire core expand. The muscles across your shoulders and back flex underneath your fitted top. And suddenly he’s moving up and down, steadily with control.

You end up squatting Fish five times before setting him back down gently with a breathless giggle. He's towering over you again and you just want to press yourself into his broad chest and envelope yourself in the smell of his body wash.

"Dinner?" you smirk up at him.

"Wow, yeah, dinner on me," Fish flushes, impressed and a little dazed.

"It's a date then," you quip, poking him in the rib before you sit back down at the table. You notice his brown eyes spark with realization at your comment.

Will, Benny, and Pope all high-five you. Cheeks still pink, Fish pulls his chair around to sit closer to you. Tom wanders back over to the table grumbling that Redfly's isn't that kind of establishment with theatrics like you just pulled. But he also sets down an Aviation along with another pitcher of beer before returning to the bar.

"He's just jealous you didn't try to squat him," Benny laughs. You giggle in response as the conversation around the table picks back up.

Feeling Fish's gaze on you, you slide your cocktail over to him. A frisson of electricity shoots up your entire arm when his fingers brush against yours as he takes your cocktail glass.

You tilt your head towards him, your eyes meeting his warm brown ones, and whisper, "By the way, my favorite flowers are dahlias."

Frankie lost count by the time you repped him the third time. Just awed by you having the strength to carry him like this. He decides to just enjoy the rest of the ride.

When you set him back upright he almost melts into a puddle at the breathless giggle you let out. He catalogs that sound in his mind. He wants to brush back the hairs that have escaped your ponytail and he already misses your touch, wants to close the space between your bodies somehow without being creepy.

He gets lost in your eyes when you gaze up at him, he’s definitely over a head taller than you, and ask, “Dinner?”

Frankie is pretty sure he responds in the affirmative, still a bit dazed and very impressed.

It’s when you confirm it’s a date that his brain fritzes, reboots, and takes a minute to come back online. He blinks several times at the realization. He has a date. With you.

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Notes: Dahlias symbolize elegance, creativity, positivity, and growth. It also represents inner strength, likely due to the plant's ability to tolerate harsh conditions.

"Ginger Rogers did everything that Fred Astaire did. She just did it backwards and in high heels.” — Ann Richards

🙏🏽 Thank you so much for reading my first fic! I'm bad at tumblr and new to tags/warnings/fan fics in general, so if I missed something please let me know.

I am open to constructive feedback but please be gentle with this baby powerlifting writer, yeah? I might be able to squat you, but I'm a big ol' softie.

Aaand I'm thinking about expanding on these characters and making Hold Fast into a series if anyone would want to read it. I may or may not already have a Frankie POV at Pope's Gym where he gets to see reader in her element. 👀

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Decoherence, Ch. 7: Probabilities

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“It takes two to tango, but only one to seriously fuck up some shit.” -Non-zero Probabilities by N.K. Jeminsin

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2113, October 19, Jakarta, Indonesia

Remus woke with a start, a thin sheen of sticky sweat from the morning’s heat already coating his skin. He groaned and rolled out of bed, stripping off the sheets to let them hang in the sun. The barometer was steady, so while the lack of rain meant no relief from the oppressive humidity, it also meant he could leave the bedding to sun dry without fear of returning home to it being soaked in a sudden downpour. The sheets would do well enough with a little sun-freshening. He wouldn’t have enough of his water ration saved up until the end of the week, anyway.

Laundry would have to wait.

After a two minute sunshower, he dressed and dragged his hands through still-damp hair before stepping into his sandals and snagging his bag. He’d grab breakfast from a vendor, no need to heat up his tiny kitchen or open the fridge unless it was completely necessary.

He stepped outside and squinted against the sun’s glare, the flash of a passing bus and its rhythmic thud over potholes giving him the illusion of a subway blasting past. He shook his head. He hadn’t seen a subway since his university days, when Boston had finally decommissioned the CAT, Big Dig be damned, and converted it into the high speed tunnel between MIT and Harvard. Nirwan was out with his delicious-scented cart and he waved, jaywalking through slow-moving taxis and the stupidly rich—and richly stupid—who bothered with them. He could walk to work faster than the cars and rickshaws could get there. Backwards.

“Selamat pagi,” he grinned and bowed his head. “What’s good this morning?”

“Ah, Mr. Prince, it’s all good,” Nirwan laughed, playing along with his joke. “How are you this morning?” he asked and plucked a sheet of foil, flipping a kerak telor onto it without looking. “Any luck with your devices?” He tapped the side of his cart. “You should tell your boss, mine works great… Siti across the street offered me ten million rupiah for it.”

Remus laughed, “I’ll keep that in mind.” He bowed his head again and paid for the proffered packet before zipping it into his bag. Nirwan pretended not to notice when he overpaid for his breakfast. The man had long since given up on giving Remus change. “Smells great, Nirwan,” he smiled, looking at the rest of his wares. “Hey, can I get an extra order of roti ganjel for Lo? It’s his favorite.”

“Lo?” he asked, preparing another pocket with savory stuffed cinnamon bread. “I thought your nephew’s name was Virgil.”

“Huh?” Remus looked up. “Yeah, it is…” He tapped his sternum, just below his collarbone. “Yeah, and um, some of those coconut klepon, too.” He grinned again, a little weaker. The sun was already getting to him. Time to get to his workshop. “Thanks,” he murmured, tucking the treats away in his bag and hurrying off to the Senyan Research Center with another bow and a wave.

~~~

“Almost,” Remus muttered, slowly tightening the guide wires at the back of the dynamo. “Almost… and—” The wire snapped with a loud twang, the broken end smacking against the casing, and his socket wrench clattered to the floor. “Damn!” he swore, slapping the work bench and wiping the sweat from his eyes with a rag. It didn’t help much, the growing darkness in the workshop left the machine fuzzy on the edges. 

He looked up. The room had gotten warmer, too. Remus caught sight of the clock on the wall and swore again as he picked up the wrench and unwound the busted wires from the dynamo.

“Fuck.” The building’s HVAC was cut off at 5 o’clock every night. They were luckier than most, with extra energy credits that allowed most floors to keep the power running for the full working day—and, when he was lucky, a little beyond. Higher pull machines, though… Those were all cut off. If Remus could just get this damn machine running they might be able to divert some of the energy credits they spent on lighting and the computer terminals into running the HVAC for longer. It was more efficient, anyway, to keep it going than to cycle through the power up each day.

With the HVAC out and only the barest of lighting still running, it truly was time to call it a day. He was close. The air buzzed with the energy the dynamo was collecting. He needed to find a way to store a bit more, to let it cycle in and start to run itself without the foot pedal. Unspooling the busted guide wires by feel, his fingers followed the now coiled copper.  His hand grazed where the snapped wire had dinged the aluminum casing, an impressive dent for a thin, 2mm copper wire.

Maybe there was a way to salvage more of that physical potential energy. Old automatons were basically powered with something similar, if on a larger scale. Combined, it might be enough. Nodding, he coiled up a few meters of wire and tucked it into his satchel then finally called it a night and headed out into the only slightly cooler street.

~~~

On his way to Ro’s, Remus had picked up a steaming bag of mini hotcakes from a kue cubits stand. “A rat-a-tat-tat,” he called, knocking on the door, shaking the bag near the open window. “Beware geeks bearing gifts!”

Laughing, Patton opened the door, but before he could let him in, Virgil ducked under his legs and threw himself at Remus. “Unkca Re!” Virgil cheered, reaching to be picked up. “Sorry, Poppy,” he laughed, his voice rising up into a little squeal when Remus lifted him up into the air.

“No problem, Kiddo,” he grinned. “Why don’t we let Uncle Re come on in,” Patton ushered them both inside. “And you can both go wash your hands before supper.”

“Yes, sir!” Remus grinned and carried a giggling Virgil to the kitchen sink.

“Uncka Re, Poppy’s not ‘sir,’” he said, shaking his head and patting Remus’ cheek to get his attention. “He’s Poppy.”

Laughing, Remus hip checked his brother as they passed. “You did a good job with him, Ro Bro,” he winked. “None of that ‘sir’ bull—” He caught ‘Poppy’s’ eyebrow raise over Ro’s shoulder and shrugged. “Hockey?” he finished with another laugh as he set Virgil on the counter and pumped hand soap solution into each of their palms.

“Smooth, Re,” Ro laughed, tapping a wooden spoon on the edge of the saucepan. Re drew close, tearing off a bit of naan and dipping it in the soto betawi before Ro covered it. “Very smooth,” he said, gently slapping his hand away. “Dinner will be ready in about a half hour.”

“Half hour?” Remus grinned again, eyebrows raised. “Whaddya say you help me with a little project, Vee?”

“Yes, p’ease!”

~

The very tip of Virgil’s tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth as he sat on his knees next to Remus. Spread out on the patio table around them were bits of wire, several wooden blocks and a partially disassembled Slinky. The setting sun had finally brought some relief from the heat and Remus felt his second wind, a fog lifting away from his thinking mind. The last of his heat headache had dissipated and his smile had grown relaxed as he pointed to the tension point in the coiled wire.

“Now, watch,” he murmured and Virgil looked even closer, eyes wide as he nodded rapidly. “When I let go of this side, the other block will jump across the table.” The little boy giggled and he sat back before Remus had to remind him, plucking his safety goggles from the top of his head and placing them solemnly over his eyes.

“I’m ready,” he said, nodding again. He bounced gently in his seat and Remus chuckled when he realized he was doing the same, his own knee bouncing under the table.

“Okay, three-two-one,” he counted down aloud then released one side of the spring. He silently counted the bounces and picked up a pencil to mark the number.

“Four,” Virgil said and Remus nodded again.

“Yep, four bounces for five coils of the spring.” He marked the paper and turned it so Virgil could see. Remus wasn’t sure how much the kid could read yet, but it didn’t hurt to show him the chart. “So which one do you think was the best run?” he asked, looking down at the chart. They hadn’t hit a curve yet. Maybe they needed a different gauge of wire, or a smaller spiral?

Virgil stared at the paper and finally pointed to a row in the middle. “That one,” he said, voice full of Ro’s confidence.

Remus laughed. “I think so, too,” he said, ruffling the kid’s hair. “Don’t tell your Daddy but I think you’re gonna give Lo a run for his money someday.”

Head tilted, Virgil frowned. “Uncka Woe’s not here,” he said, patting Remus’s hand.

His head jerked up and the pencil rolled off the table. “What did you say?”

“Uncka Woe! Uncka Re!” Virgil’s sweet voice carries down the stone steps, not a shout, but loud and confident, just like Ro. “Papa says it’s time for dinner!”

“We’ll be right up!” Lo calls back and winks at me. “Go on,” he grins, “We have time for one more try.”

Lo’s excitement is palpable, buzzing under my skin as I give the dynamo one more crank. “Ready?”

“Ready!” he says and steps back, taking my hand in his as we watch the electric bulb glow on top of the new motor.

From the top step, we hear Virgil’s delighted laugh. “You did it, Uncka Woe!” 

Reaching for Virgil’s hand, Remus crouched low to try to catch the little boy’s eyes. “Wait, Vee, what did you say?” Had he imagined it? Virgil’s words echoed in his head, layering over with phantom repetitions. A quiet whisper in a dusty barn. A murmur before he fell asleep.

“Did you hear? Dinner’s ready!” Janus called from the patio door. With a cheer, Virgil scrambled out of his seat. Shaking his head, Janus laughed. “I swear you two would stay out here all night if we let you.”

“Dinner’s ready, Uncka Re,” Virgil smiled back at him. Remus shook his head, the muffled rumble and roar of traffic, a bicycle’s bell, and someone singing two doors down rushed back into his awareness. He blinked at Virgil, who simply tugged at his hand until he stood and, slowly, followed him inside.

“Yeah… dinner,” he said, and closed the screen behind them.

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The Rise of Air Scent Machines: Transforming Spaces with Fragrance

In recent years, air scent machines have revolutionized how we approach interior ambiance, offering an innovative solution for enhancing the atmosphere in homes, offices, and commercial spaces. These devices, which diffuse pleasant scents into the air, are gaining popularity for their ability to create inviting and memorable environments. This article explores the benefits, types, and considerations for choosing an air scent machine, as well as the growing trend of scent marketing in businesses. Air Scent Machine Australia

Benefits of Air Scent Machines

Improved Mood and Well-being

Scent has a powerful effect on our emotions and mental state. Pleasant fragrances can uplift moods, reduce stress, and create a sense of calm and relaxation.

Enhanced Guest Experience

Whether in a home or a commercial setting, a pleasant scent can make a significant difference in how guests perceive the space. Hotels, retail stores, and offices increasingly use scent to create a welcoming atmosphere.

Increased Productivity

In office settings, certain scents, such as citrus or peppermint, are believed to boost concentration and productivity, providing a subtle yet effective way to enhance workplace performance.

Choosing the Right Air Scent Machine

Space Size

Consider the size of the area you want to scent. Smaller rooms may only need a compact plug-in unit, while larger spaces or commercial environments might require an HVAC system or a high-capacity diffuser.

Type of Fragrance

Select a machine compatible with your preferred type of fragrance, whether it’s essential oils, scent cartridges, or fragrance oils. Ensure the device can adequately disperse the scent without overpowering the space.

Ease of Use

Look for features such as adjustable settings, timers, and easy-to-replace scent cartridges. A user-friendly machine will save you time and effort in maintenance.

Scent Marketing: A Growing Trend

Businesses are increasingly adopting scent marketing as part of their branding strategy. By infusing their spaces with signature scents, companies can enhance customer experiences and build stronger brand associations. Air scent machine for home

Conclusion

Air scent machines are more than just luxury items; they are powerful tools for enhancing the ambiance and functionality of any space. Whether you are looking to create a more inviting home, improve workplace productivity, or enhance customer experiences in a commercial setting, the right air scent machine can make a significant difference. As technology advances, we can expect these devices to become even more efficient and accessible, further integrating scent into our everyday lives.

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The VanGogh360 aroma machine combines the ease, convenience and portability of a stand-alone unit with the power, quality and consistency of HVAC scenting. Operating with waterless cold air diffusion technology, the VanGogh360’s atomizer and built-in fan allows for even and efficient coverage of large open spaces.

For maximum versatility, the VanGogh360 aroma machine has an adapter that allows the system to be connected to the HVAC system. Click here to read more

The VanGogh360’s easy-to-use internal timer provides the ultimate level of control as it has a programmable weekly timer that allows up to five unique operating periods to best fit your scenting schedule. 

Specifications for the VanGogh360

Coverage of 1800 square feet

Dimensions 9 ¾ x 5 ¼ x14 (inches)

Bottle- 500mL fragrance bottles

Colors- black or white

Heatless, Waterless Diffuser

Stand-alone and/or HVAC connection capabilities.

Wall mountable.

The built-in fan allows for consistent coverage throughout large open spaces.

Programmable weekly timer that allows for different time and density settings for different days of the week.

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Preparing for the Cold: Furnace Maintenance Tips for Utah Winters

Utah is well-known for its extreme winters. Why do you think we hosted the Winter Olympics and have so many pro athletes flocking to our mountains every year? Once that temperature dips down, you had better be prepared to keep your business, clients, and family safe and comfortable with the snow outside.

A big part of that plan is proper furnace maintenance. Our experienced team at CMB HVAC has put together some simple tips for keeping your furnace in tip-top shape so when Jack Frost is nipping at your nose, you’ll know what to do next.

Change the Filter: A clogged or full of debris filter will choke up your system. The air will not be able to flow as well, and the system will begin to work twice as hard. That leads to higher electrical bills and less lifespan of a pretty essential part of your home.

Get to Know Your System: Want to ensure you always have quality furnace maintenance? Learn more about your furnace. Read the manual and look online for FAQs about keeping this item in good working order so you can reduce how much money you need to spend on repairs or replacements.

We work with all models and sell products from Amana, Fujitsu, Friedrich, and Day & Night. In all cases, they provide useful documentation to help you with any quick maintenance or proactive support for keeping your system in good condition.

Stick to Safety First: Your furnace is a hard-working machine. If you choose to go the DIY route, safety needs to be your #1 concern. Shut down your system long before changing anything internally or externally. You don’t want a simple wire replacement to lead to a bad emergency room visit.

Have Routine Quick Checks: Your senses are your friend. All our technicians use sight, sound, scent, and touch (probably not taste) to detect any issues that may be happening. A visual scan can reveal loose tubes, and sniffing the air around the machine can tell you if there is a leak of any kind. Do this regularly, maybe once a month during the winter.

Keep Drainage Clear: You want any drainage tubes or gas connections clear from debris. There should be a drip pan around your furnace. If that isn’t periodically releasing water, you could have an issue with the flame sensor or compressed air getting in the way of proper function.

Dust Off: Many homes have their furnaces in areas where no one goes. Maybe your basement, backroom, or utility area. These are high-dust areas. You should clean these up every once in a while, with a brush, just in case.

Contact Our Team

For all the rest, including advanced and in-depth inspections, you should contact us at CMB HVAC. At Utah’s local HVAC team, we know how to best check and repair your items with regular furnace maintenance schedules that will keep your home a cozy retreat all winter long.

For over 20 years, we have worked with Utah homeowners just like you. Our team takes great pride in having a stellar track record of return and referral clients. We are fully licensed and insured to give you peace of mind that when it comes time to turn on that heat, you’re prepared.

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Why is a scent machine right for you?

When you finally find your signature home scent, you want to make sure it permeates every inch of your house. Scent machines are simply scent diffusers that provide you with consistent, long-lasting, far-reaching results. Let us show you some of the benefits of this ultra-convenient diffusion option.

Boosts the range of overall housing remodelling

Our home scent diffusers atomise fragrance oils throughout your entire place, so whether you're in the kitchen, bathroom, or bedroom, you can enjoy your favourite aromas. These results are especially wonderful in open floor plan settings. If you want to extend the coverage to areas such as a larger house or guest house, a finished basement or a home studio, simply add an additional unit. Or, have one upstairs and one downstairs to effortlessly change the scent of your home in different areas of the home.

Stylish and quiet

Not only is this diffusion powerful, it's also quiet and discreet. It's no wonder resorts, hospitals, professional offices and boutiques use the same scent technology you'll find in scent machines everywhere, and you can wall-mount your diffuser or set it up freestanding. Sized to fit, you can easily mount it on a cabinet, countertop, side table or shelf.

The odour dispenser is easy to move and comes in heavy and light weights. So you can put it out of reach of small hands or paws, or you can put it in a noisy space where it's easy to get it to refill and adjust.

But what about noise? No need to worry about that either. Our diffuser is very quiet.

Super user-friendly

We make setting up and switching perfumes a breeze. Diffusers are easy to programme, adjust, refill and use overall. We also provide detailed and illustrated step-by-step user guides and online how-to videos to get you off to a great start.

So many fragrances to choose from

We have over 210,000 different essential oils to choose from, each designed to be 100% compatible with your scent machine. Set up your diffuser according to what you want.

Choose from luxury holiday inspired home fragrances, seasonal scents, or aromas that will remind you of your favourite places. And because we've paired this diffuser with high-quality fragrance oils, rather than the cartridges many of our competitors use, you can count on stronger coverage that lasts to the last drop.

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Why waste money on solutions that don't last or don't live up to your expectations? A home fragrance is like a perfume for your home. It sets the mood and reflects your lifestyle and personality. It's worth the investment.

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Introducing the Scent Pro Diffuser A2000 – your ticket to a world of luxurious aromas! Say hello to effortless ambiance with our Bluetooth-enabled marvel. Picture this: your space transformed into a fragrant sanctuary, thanks to our cutting-edge scent machine. With just a tap on your smartphone, immerse yourself in a symphony of scents tailored to your mood.

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What Are the Signs that Your Vehicle Needs Professional Car Repair Services?

Your vehicle is a critical tool for navigating daily life, ferrying you smoothly and safely from one location to another. However, as with all machines, cars are subject to wear and tear, leading to potential mechanical and electrical issues. Recognizing warning signs early on and addressing them promptly with professional Car Repair Services is paramount. In this article, we'll discuss the telltale signs that your car needs attention from an expert auto repair shop in Dubai.

Unusual Sounds or Vibrations While driving, if you detect any abnormal sounds or vibrations, it's a strong indication of possible problems. These anomalies, like squealing, grinding, or knocking sounds, might be signaling issues with the brakes, steering or suspension system. Vibrations could suggest tire, wheel, or alignment problems. In such cases, it's crucial to consult with professional car repair services, who can diagnose and rectify any complications before they worsen.

Dashboard Warning Lights Modern cars come equipped with sophisticated warning systems to alert you about potential problems. If dashboard warning lights, such as the check engine light, ABS warning light, or battery warning light, illuminate, it's critical to take your vehicle to an experienced auto repair shop in Dubai without delay. These lights might indicate significant issues such as engine or transmission malfunctions, brake troubles, or electrical faults.

Difficulty in Starting Your Vehicle If your car struggles to start, it may be due to issues with the starter or battery, or perhaps troubles with the fuel or ignition system. Under these circumstances, it's vital to enlist the help of an expert auto repair shop in Dubai promptly to diagnose and rectify the issue before it renders your vehicle undrivable.

Decreased Performance or Fuel Efficiency Any noticeable drop in your vehicle's performance or fuel efficiency could hint at a variety of problems. Issues could range from clogged air filters and worn-out spark plugs to malfunctioning fuel injectors. For this reason, it's important to consult a car repair service expert who can pinpoint and resolve the problem, ensuring your vehicle's optimal performance and fuel economy.

Odd Smells If you notice any strange odors in your vehicle that deviate from its typical scent, it might indicate a problem. Unpleasant smells like burning could be due to complications with the engine, brakes, transmission, or HVAC system, while musty smells might suggest mold growth in the HVAC system. To prevent such issues from escalating, it's advisable to have a professional car repair service perform a thorough check-up.

In conclusion, maintaining your vehicle's health is crucial for its safety and reliability. Should you notice any of the aforementioned signs, it's critical to have your vehicle inspected by a professional at an Auto Repair Shop Dubai without delay. At our state-of-the-art facility, the AAA Service Center, we provide comprehensive car repair services to keep your vehicle running smoothly. Contact us today to schedule an appointment with our skilled technicians!

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How Can You Say Whether Your AC Needs Servicing?

Issues with air conditioning appliances frequently appear to come at the most badly designed times. While a failing or maturing air conditioning system is pushed past its constraints on particularly hot days, it could equally break down.

In a spot like Florida, an appropriately working air conditioner is crucial for the solace and soundness of your family, and it is tended to with air conditioning service in Tampa. Likewise, you can keep away from costly AC repair services because our expert is prepared to recognize minor issues before they become significant ones during servicing.

Signs Your Air Conditioner Needs Servicing!

Here are a few normal signs that your cooling unit needs servicing:

The Cooling Appliance Is Blowing Warm Air

An air conditioner is expected to perform sufficiently all through the blistering long time of the year; in any case, if it neglects to create charmingly cool air and on second thought delivers warm air, contact our air conditioning service expert in Tampa to fix the issue.

Deficient Airflow From The Vents

An unfortunate Airflow issue is equivalent to a warm air issue. At the point when you switch on your air conditioner, you might feel cold air, however, it is coming out faintly, making it hard to scatter through the room.

Much of the time, this shows a bombed blower, yet it could likewise demonstrate an issue with the ducting. Guarantee that the vents and registers are unlimited and nothing blocks them.

The Indoor regulator Isn't Working

The indoor regulator on your air conditioning unit fills in as the machine's war room. The indoor regulator educates the air conditioning about the ideal temperature levels, and the air conditioner unit works as per the guidance.

Assuming that your air conditioner works for brief periods before closing down, or on the other hand, if it won't turn on, it could demonstrate the indoor regulator is failing. More often than not, our professional will clean the indoor regulator and update the settings. However, if the indoor regulator is old, our AC replacement expert in Tampa could suggest introducing another programmable indoor regulator.

Odd Scents

An air conditioning unit isn't expected to smell unpleasant. Assuming this occurs, there is an issue. A solid foul scent might recommend a worn-out wire inside the unit, yet a stale-smelling smell might show form inside the unit or the lines.

Expanded Stickiness

One of the elements of an air conditioner is to diminish the stickiness in your home. Indeed, even in low-dampness environments, the air holds a hint of dampness. If you feel any dampness inside your home while the forced air system is working, there is an issue with the evaporator loops or condensate drainage system.

It is fundamental to call our professional for overhauling to fix the issues since they can get more muddled on the off chance that you continue to disregard them.

Conclusion

Booking an AC maintenance service is the most effective way to expand the life expectancy of the air conditioner unit. If your air conditioning unit is all things considered decade old, you ought to call us for an AC replacement in Tampa for a speedy check. You ought to supplant the air conditioner situation with perfect timing to keep away from costly fixes and comfort problems.

At Comfort Pro, we are one of the main names in the HVAC industry, and our specialists are generally there to serve you. To plan an arrangement, call us at (813)- 441-1110.