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White Christmas (Outlast one shot)

I know it’s belated as irl stuff got wild around the time I was writing this, but I still wanted to share a little holiday cheer with ya’ll! Hope you all had a delightful holiday! <3

Ao3 link if you’re into that kind of thing

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The LED lights in Jeremy's tie flickered in time with the lights on the discount aluminum Christmas tree. Its branches wilted at the weight of the dollar store ornaments, and the angel on top dipped into the uncanny valley with her blow-up doll face paint.

Such a sorry, artificial specimen could only come from Wal-Mart, according to the gabby secretaries.

"You think that intern would have found us a more dignified tree for the occasion."

"Couldn't agree more. We gave him the 23rd! It couldn't have been that hard to find a tree in time!"

Jeremy rolled his eyes. The pitiful tree made a better view than their knock-off brand dresses. As if a company-mandated holiday party was worth dressing up for. It only happened because of some bullshit lawsuit claiming employees were entitled to observation of religious holidays. Rather than waste the money to buy off the lawyers, Murkoff put together a shoe-string budget Christmas party to quiet the complaints. Someone claimed a day off would be a more legally sound solution, but as they were found to have a previously undiagnosed mental illness, none paid them any heed.

Thus, executives and salaried workers alike strutted around the rec room as if attending a cocktail party, with three piece suits and dresses tailored to resemble designer brands. Only Rick fit the decor with his garish Christmas sweater depicting drunken elves dancing under the phrase, "Let's get elfed up".

"Hey, buddy!" Rick strolled up to Jeremy and slung an arm over his shoulders, nearly spilling his cup of tragically unspiked punch in the process. "Enjoying the party?"

Jeremy’s gaze drifted to the pile of white elephant gifts beneath the tree. Hardly any were competently wrapped, crinkled and tape unfurling. "Is that what we're calling this bullshit?"

"Ah, lighten up, Jer!" He slapped Jeremy's back with enough force to make him lurch. "Not everyday we get to fuck around on company payroll."

"Hardly worth it if illicit substances are prohibited."

"C'mon, it's not so bad! Just look at the show!" He pointed out one of the security guards dancing along with Dean Martin's "Let it Snow" beside a giggling receptionist. "Just look at that clown," he said loud enough for everyone to hear. "He's been pining after the broad for month. He coulda just downed some liquid courage and ask her out like a normal schlub, but no, he thinks flailing around like he's got a fit of seizures is gonna get the girl."

The guard stopped his jig and slunk to the snack table.

Jeremy managed a chuckle. "All right, Rick, I'll give you this. Maybe there is entertainment to be found here."

Through the next hour, they heckled their fellow executives from the water cooler. To keep their energy, they broke into the store-bought cookies meant to be saved for the end of the party. Not that anyone dared scold them, even when Rick took to eating three at a time.

"Mmmphrh!" Crumbs flew as Rick attempted coherency.

"Jesus, Rick, did you forget how to swallow?

When Rick managed to do so, his words came in clear. "Shit, buddy. These cookies are like how Grandma used to make them."

"Your grandma bought them half-off at the grocery store?"

"C'mon, where's your holiday spirit! This is good shit!"

"If only we could say the same for the gift exchange." Jeremy shook his head at the collection of shoddily wrapped gifts underneath the tree. Only his looked immaculate thanks to the intern he charged with the task. The threat of a suspension guaranteed a job well done.

"Y'know what they say. Don't judge a book by its cover."

"We'll see about that."

The executives proceeded to gather around the tree at the receptionist's instructions. Rather than a traditional gift exchange, any gift could be chosen. The "player" would open it in front of everyone and the following player could either choose a new present or "steal" a gift already opened until all were chosen.

"Ah, so like Yankee Swap," Rick remarked.

"What the fuck is Yankee Swap?" Jeremy asked to which he received no explanation.

"And for the first player we nominate our very own Jeremy Blaire!" the receptionist called out.

While the tune changed to "Oh, Christmas Tree," the party offered a polite applause as if they were listening to one of his presentations in the meeting room. Usually, Jeremy would return the favor by flashing a fake smile, but now he only rolled his eyes as he made his way to the pile of gifts. According to the rules, not a single one exceeded twenty dollars. He scowled at the notion and picked the plainest package wrapped in red, as it was the only one not to hurt his eyes.

Everyone fell silent as he unwrapped it. The security guard was particularly tense as Jeremy pulled out the gift. Fresh from Amazon's warehouse was a pack of margarita cups. They were plain in design, but the back of the box described a cooling feature that promised to keep drinks ice cold for up to 24 hours.

"Damn, that's a good one," Rick said as he read over Jeremy's shoulder.

"For once, I'm inclined to agree. Apparently someone around here has some taste."

"I'll say. Way to start with a bang." His fingers mimicked a gun in punctuation.

"Was this yours?" Jeremy asked.

"Nope."

"Actually, it was mine," the security guard chimed in.

"Huh, I guess we'll never know," Jeremy said without batting an eye.

The party-goers staked their own claims, trading and stealing gifts. Scarves, calendars, and garish ties made their rounds, but no one dared touch Jeremy's cooling martini glasses.

Finally, Rick stood to take his turn. Only one gift remained under the tree, but Rick passed it by and stopped in front of Jeremy.

"You wouldn't dare," Jeremy said.

But Rick held out his hand. "The glasses. Give 'em up."

"No."

Rick tsked, shaking his head. "Sorry, buddy. I don't make the rules."

"You'll regret it if you take these."

Throwing his head back, Rick laughed. "What're you gonna do? Fire me? Fat chance! You and I both know we were hired by the same higher-ups!" He snatched the glasses and whistled, 'We Wish you a Merry Christmas" as he strolled back to his seat.

Whispers erupted in the crowd as Jeremy's jaw dropped. Now empty-handed, he scanned the party for a worthy replacement, but each item's novelty was worse than the last.

Rick pointed to the final present, covered in smiling Santa wrapping paper. "Looks like there's one last gift under the tree with your name on it, buddy!"

Sighing, Jeremy fetched it. With any luck, it'd be a hydroflask knockoff for his vodkas. He tore through the endless Santas and froze.

"C'mon, Jer!" Rick called out. "Show everyone what you got!"

Through narrowed eyes, Jeremy held up a coffee mug shaped like a toilet, complete with the handle.

Most everyone held back their snickers, but Rick cackled. "Wouldn't ya know it! That's the gift I brought!"

If Jeremy's grip tightened anymore, the handle might have shattered. Nonetheless, so long as no one looked at his white knuckles, Jeremy kept his composure as the party wound down. He offered mechanical goodbyes and rehearsed Christmas wishes to executives he couldn't name without their badges. Once the rec room emptied, Rick approached, clapping a hand on Jeremy's shoulder.

"Hey, buddy! Great party, eh?"

"Do not talk to me." Jeremy shrugged his hand off and started off, but Rick called after.

"C'mon! I just wanted to make it up to you!"

Jeremy turned around and held out the cup. "So you're going to take your shitty mug back?"

Rick doubled over laughing, holding his stomach. "That's a good one!" He gasped for breath. "Get it? Cuz it's shaped like a shitter!"

"I'm leaving," Jeremy said.

"Wait, wait, wait," Rick rushed to usher Jeremy back into the rec room. "Just hear me out."

"I'd rather not."

But Rick persisted. "Hey, how about we strike a deal." He held out his hand. "If you don't like it, you could punch my teeth out and blame it on a variant, no questions asked."

Jeremy didn't hesitate to shake his hand. "You got yourself a deal."

"I got three words for you, buddy." Rick pulled out a baggy of unidentified white powder and waved it in front of Jeremy. "Let it snow."

The track switched to "White Christmas" as Jeremy's eyes widened. "Rick...is this?"

"You know it! Purest on the market."

"Where on earth did you get this? Last I heard the only good dealer around here jumped town."

Rick chuckled. "Been saving it for a rainy day." He gave the bag a shake. "What'd ya say?"

"I say this could be a Merry Christmas after all."

[kitty-bandit]

I love hearing about you delinquent au! Can’t wait to read it

How about a sneak peek, Anon? (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

Lavi shoved his hands into the front pocket of his sweatshirt. The late September days were still warm, but nights turned surprising cold. He wished he’d brought his favorite scarf as he stood next to the raffle table. Excited shouting came from the packed bleachers, and he looked up just in time to see a few players celebrating in the endzone. He sighed, sitting next to Lenalee in one of the empty folding chairs behind the table. “I should’ve listened to Yuu. This is kinda boring.”

“That’s why I bribed you with food.” Lenalee smiled and greeted another group who stopped at the table. After taking their money and handing them tickets, she turned back to Lavi. “It’s been almost two hours and I am ready to leave.”

“Where is your partner, anyway?” Lavi asked, peeking into the bucket with the ticket stubs.

“Please do not call him that,” Lenalee said, rubbing her temple under the dark purple knit hat she had worn for the night. Her hair was plaited into two pigtail that hung over each shoulder. “He went to get another roll of tickets from the supply closet. We’re almost out.”

With a chuckle, Lavi leaned back in the chair, the metal scraping against the cement sidewalk underfoot. The table was set up near the entrance, close to the ticket booth—specifically placed so no one could miss it as they entered the field. “What is the raffle even for?”

“I thought you could read?” Lenalee teased, pointing the the sign on the table. “We’re giving away a mini fridge. One of the student’s parents donated it.”  As another group of students passed the table, Lenalee smiled and waved.

Lavi’s good eye widened in surprise. “That’s actually not an awful prize.” He leaned forward peering at the sign. “Maybe I should buy a ticket…”

“Five bucks gets you one ticket, twenty gets you five,” Lenalee recited, as she had been all night.

Lavi winced at the prices. “Too rich for my blood.”

“Suit yourself.”

“Speaking of rich, I could go for some of that overpriced food you promised me.” He wiggled his eyebrows at Lenalee, grinning wide.

“And here I was hoping you’d forget.” She shook her head before something caught her eye. “You’re in luck. Link’s back.”

Lavi looked up and spotted the Lenalee’s number two, as it were. The vice president of the student council looked more the part than Lenalee did, and that was an accomplishment. Link’s blond hair was plaited tight and neat, the long braid swinging as he strode towards the table. He looked completely out of place in his dress shirt and sweater combo, especially as he passed another group of students decked out in sweatshirts and jeans. His khakis looked stiffer than his personality.

“This is the last of the tickets,” Link announced, setting the bright red roll to the side. He looked at Lavi, who had stolen his seat, disapproval in his russet eyes.

“That’s fine—there’s barely an hour left in the game and sales have slowed a bit.” Lenalee stood, straightening out her light coat and grabbing her purse from under her chair. “I’m going to take a break. I’ll be back in ten minutes.”

“Fine,” Link replied, taking back his seat as soon as Lavi had vacated it. “Don’t linger. The table really should have two people working it at all times.”

Lena smiled as she bit back a comment. “Of course.” She grabbed Lavi by the elbow and dragged him off towards the bleachers. As soon as they were out of earshot, she sighed, the noise sounding more angry than any breath had the right to be. “He sure has some nerve saying that after he left me there for nearly thirty minutes.”

Lavi didn’t fight her pull, stumbling along next to her as they headed up the steps. “He should really see a doctor about that stick lodged up his ass.”

She managed a quick laugh, her fake smile turning into a genuine one. “If only it wasn’t permanently stuck.” She spotted Kanda and Alma at the top of the bleachers huddled close to each other. When Alma spotted them, they waved, grinning widely.

“You managed to escape!” they said, making room for Lavi and Lenalee on the bench.

“I told Link I would be gone for ten minutes, but I’ll stretch that to thirty.” Lena wrapped her arm around Alma as she sat down, sitting as close as she could to keep warm. “Lavi and I are going to the concession stand. Did you two want anything?”

“Yes. I want to leave,” Kanda grumbled, tucking his chin into the folds of his jacket.

Alma rolled their eyes. “Don’t listen to him. We’re having fun.” They rested their head against Kanda’s shoulder, pink painted lips stretching wide over their face. “Something warm would be nice. It’s colder than I thought it would be tonight.”

“I think we can manage that.” She nudged Lavi, elbowing him in the side. “Ready to get some sub-par, overpriced food?”

“Always.”

They walked back down the metal bleachers, avoiding the crowded walkway and headed to the nearby concession stand. As they stood in line, Lavi checked the menu tacked on the wall next to the small order window and balked at the prices. “Yeesh. Are you sure you can buy stuff for everyone? This is more expensive than I thought.”

She pulled her wallet from her purse and held it up as if she was brandishing a sword. “Komui gave me his credit card for tonight, so we’re living large on chili cheese fries and king sized nachos.”

Lavi grinned, rubbing his hands together as he studied the menu board again. “Now that’s what I like to hear.”

When they reached the order window, Lenalee listed off their choices—hotdogs, chili cheese fries, nachos, and a hot chocolate for each of them. By the time their order was ready, they had their arms full as they precariously balanced each item. Lavi winced as he juggled four hot chocolates in his hands.

“This is the definition of hubris, isn’t it?” he asked, carefully following Lenalee back up the bleachers. Every step was a challenge to keep the chocolate in the too-thin paper cups and off his fingers.

“Don’t talk. You’ll lose your concentration and spill,” Lenalee replied, carefully balancing all of the food in her hands. Her stacking technique was impressive, and Lavi would have congratulated her if he didn’t have to worry about spilling hot cocoa all over himself.

When Alma noticed their burdened states, they hurried down to help with the final leg of the journey. “Ah, careful!” they said, taking two of the cups from Lavi’s hands before heading back up the stairs.

“Why did we pick the highest seats on the bleachers again?” Lavi asked, setting the last two cups on the bench to help Lena distribute the food.

“Because Yuu doesn’t like people sitting behind him,” Alma reminded them, grabbing one of the hotdogs and settling in next to Kanda again.

“So, it’s my fault?” Kanda asked, frowning as he grabbed his hot chocolate from Lenalee and sipped it angrily.

“Hush and eat your nachos,” Lenalee said, pushing the flimsy paper container into his hands. Once the food had been distributed, she sat down, only to sigh again. “I forgot napkins.”

“I’ll get them,” Lavi said, setting his food down on the cool bench and heading down the bleacher stairs. He heard Lenalee’s faint call of ‘thank you’ mixed in with a sudden cheer from the crowd. He looked up at the field again, having missed whatever play had happened to cause the ruckus. He hopped down off the last couple of steps and turned to walk towards the concession stand when something under the bleachers caught his eye.

Just under the bleachers was Allen, reaching into the back pocket of someone’s pants. Lavi watched as Allen slipped their wallet out with ease, pocketing the cash inside, and then returning it as if nothing had happened. He did it again and again, systematically grabbing any wallet or purse within reach and cleaning the money from the billfolds. Lavi stared in awe, watching Allen’s swift, nimble fingers steal hundreds of dollars in cash from the unsuspecting parents watching the football game. That same feeling bubbled up in Lavi’s stomach—the one he’d felt when he’d witnessed Allen pinching those candy bars from the convenience store weeks ago. Nervousness mixed with admiration, and a healthy dose of concern. Lavi had never stolen anything in his life, but watching Allen do it almost felt as if he was an accomplice—too dumbstruck to say anything or try to stop the crime in progress.

As Allen pocketed the last of the cash, he looked up and met Lavi’s frozen gaze. He stiffened for a brief moment before that same smug smile pulled at the corners of his lips. Lavi felt his heart rattle against his chest, cheeks flushed against the cold breeze blowing against them. He didn’t know what to do, and as much as he wanted to run away and forget what he’d seen, his feet were glued to ground, like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming semi.

Then, before Lavi could move or say anything, Allen approached him.

Lavi swallowed, throat tight as he watched Allen close the distance between them. He was wearing that same oversized sweatshirt Lavi had first seen him in, and a black knit stocking cap to hide his shock white hair. Lavi didn’t doubt he’d come to the game for this exact reason—to steal from the crowd. And from what Lavi had seen, it was easy pickings.

Allen stopped just in front of Lavi, looking up at the redhead with a calm smile. He reached up and pressed a finger to Lavi’s lips, his skin cold and chapped from the wind. “This is our little secret, right?”

“I, uh—” Lavi began, lips moving against Allen’s finger. With his stomach tied in knots, Lavi nodded, his heart flipping in his chest and nearly jumping right out of his mouth. “Sure.”

Allen pulled his finger back, his smile softening. He tilted his head, looking Lavi up and down, as if he was assessing something—though the redhead wasn’t sure what. “You’re Lavi, right?”

“Y-Yeah.”

“Thanks.” He winked, brushing past Lavi and merging into a large group of students heading towards the exit. “See you later.”

As Allen disappeared into the crowd, Lavi’s heart continued to beat like a drum in his ribcage. He let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding.

What the fuck was that about?

[limitededitionsanderssidesblog]

The Stacks - Chapter 4

Ships: Eventual logicality and prinxiety, slow burn

Summary:  In this society there is a place where the poor and unwanted are placed and kept hidden away from everyone else, where poverty and crime are a frequent and life shines for no one. Stacked up high in the sky, this is the furthest anyone living there will ever reach. When a Depression consumes the land, and the government fails to bring an end to it, society turns even further on the residents of the Stacks, accusing them for bringing the rest of them down. What no one knows, however, is that it’ll take the work of four unlikely people to not only bring an end to the poverty, but also to this inequality.

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The streets were desolate on the far Northeast corner of the thirteenth district, buildings haunted by the image of their previous businesses lay hollow and abandoned, closed down years ago in the early stages of the depression, before it had become nationwide. Life in the east side of the thirteenth district was quiet and empty, and the home of an old buddy of Virgil’s.

Walking to a narrow alleyway in between an old hotel and a crumbling apartment building, Virgil walked down to an outdoor basement opening, covered by flimsy wooden doors. Pulling them open, he walked down into the dimly lit space, closing the doors behind him. The room in its entirety was quite large, but was sectioned off into multiple ‘rooms’ by curtains and stacked boxes. To the left of the room was a large tunnel opening that lead into the cities underground network system that was built about one hundred and fifty years ago. Only a few number of people could find their way through the maze of the over three hundred square mile tunnels. Virgil, along with his... friend knew how to maneuver through them.

A quick scan of the room told Virgil that he was off duty at the moment, most likely in his office. The office was actually make shift hoarding room hidden by ceiling high stacks of boxes, and just as he had thought, the man he was looking for was busy with another one of his new toys.

Knocking lightly on the cardboard wall, Virgil grabbed the attention of the man at the table, making him  frantically jump up and whip a gun from its position oh his hip. When he noticed who it was a large smile grew on his face as he put the weapon away.

“Virgey! Virgey! Virge!” The man chanted in excitement, lifting the sun glasses from his face to look at him properly. Opening his arms wide, the young man, only two years older that Virgil, pulled him into a large hug. Virgil chuckled gave his back a pat before pushing him off.

“Hey, Remy.” He greeted, making the other whine.

“Really, that’s all you have to say when you haven’t come to visit in months?” Remy cried, pouting and crossing his arms.

“Sorry,” the twenty year old apologized, taking his backpack off to pull out the saw that he had found last week. “I was wondering if you had a new cord to replace the old one?”

The older man took the saw into his hands and set it down on his table under his light, lifting his sunglasses up atop his head and pulled out a magnifying glass to inspect it closer. He looked over the torn wires, taking a pair of tweezers and pliers to cut off pieces of damaged wire and, removing the rubber cover to access the clean wires. He worked on the cord for several minutes, seemingly forgetting Virgil was even there. Virgil didn’t mind though, he knew that Remy was easily taken away into his own little world when he was tinkering. That’s why he brought the saw to him in the first place, because if he couldn’t fix it, then Remy was the only one who could.

“Don’t need a new cord girl,” Remy grinned without looking up, acknowledging his presence one again. “Because… I… just… fixed it!” He cheered, holding the saw up as if it were a trophy.

“Whoa, really?” He gasped sarcastically, smirking and giving him a small nudge on the shoulder with his fist. “Knew you could do it.”

“Of course, you’re looking at the best repairman in all of Faun!” He said with a light twirl, setting the saw back down on the table, whipping his sunglasses back over his eyes dramatically. “So, sell or keep?”

“Sell, there’s no use for a saw of this caliber in clockmaking.” Virgil replied, slipping his backpack closed. He quickly discussed a price with Remy, taking out the cost of repair, before he pocketed four silver dollars, the equivalent to forty bronze dollars, which was the most he made in possible years.

Remy Darling ran the black market throughout more than a third of the city; selling stolen, illegally made, and fixed merchandise for a hefty profit. Much of the stuff he sells was fixed and made to look expensive by himself. Remy didn’t personally steal, but he did turn a blind eye to his sellers who sold him stolen items. That’s how Virgil got into business with Remy in the beginning, selling whatever he stole off of stands or from stores, and, as he grew older, from homes. Over the years, before he stopped his stealing business, Virgil learned that the market owner was not someone to get on the bad side of. His influence is the second most powerful he’s ever known, he could buy out your entire life before the end of the week. The clockmaker, and former thief, had always trodden when they first became partners, carefully wording his phrases whenever they were in the same room. Even now that they had some sort friendship Virgil was still cautious.

“So how’s your little business been?” Remy asked, pulling them out of the office and out to the common area, where a couch, radio, and small tv with a DVD player sat around the room. In all his life, Virgil had never seen so many costly electronics and luxury before in a single room. If he was to sell all of this to a different buyer, there was no question that he’d be well on his way to pay off all of his debt. Good thing he wasn’t stupid enough to double cross Remy.

“Dying quickly,” Virgil sighed, hanging his head in defeat as he fell back onto the couch, “A new law is about to pass that will be stricter over street vendors and will require a monthly check to make sure merchant’s vending license is legit. It’ll really be cracking down on my ass soon, eventually I won’t be able to sell anymore. I suggest you be careful to, It seems like the police are becoming harder on illegal businesses.”

Remy hummed in reply, ignoring his warning, and walked over to his older coffee maker as he listened, brewing the two of them a cup.

“Does this mean you’re going to go back to your old life?” He asked, leaning against the chipped-wooden counter.

“Hell no!” Virgil declared furiously before calming down, “Even if I went back to stealing, I would never work for him again.”

“Ah yes,” Remy nodded, pouring the fresh, black coffee into two mugs, handing one over to the struggling clockmaker, “How is my ex doing these days?” Remy asked leisurely, not really caring about the man in question.

“Still the same old bastard he always was,” Virgil said, sipping on the coffee, “though I try to stay as far away as I can, for as long as I can.”

“Babe, you know when he finds out you’re out of work or that you’re back at your old habits, he’s gonna call off your deal right?”

Virgil didn’t say anything for a moment, sipping slowly on his drink. He knew what would happen if he couldn’t hold up his end of the wager. He had been an idiotic and desperate teenager when he made the deal with the gang master, pleading to protect himself and his family. Now he was about to fail on his end of the bargain, proving himself wrong, and surrendering everything he had, even himself, to him. He was certain he’d be able to withstand whatever it was that waited for him, but what about the others?

“I have to get Patton and the boys out, do you think you could take them in?” Virgil pleaded, on the edge of distress.

“Sorry girl, I can’t have two children running around down here, wish I could help.” Remy raised his hands up in mock surrender. Virgil sighed, not knowing why he even asked, Remy couldn't help him even if he wanted to.

Remy’s ex, and Virgil’s former employer, was the most powerful, influential person in all of the Northern districts, if rubbed the wrong way he could destroy you and own you within a few hours. Virgil has own a debt to him since he was thirteen, and doubled it when he made a bet he was about to fail.

Virgil could try to hide the fact that he was losing his business, but as it stands, he’s the largest debtor and has eyes on him at all times. There’s no way Virgil could hide from him for long if and when his poor excuse for a business went under. All that was left for him now was to wait for the decision to become public and see whether the new law fell through, or got passed. But perhaps there was one thing he could do to help Patton if not himself.

“Hey Remy, mind doing me a favor.”

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Patton sat on the floor of his home; peering over the pile of newspapers he usually called his bed. He looked through the issues from the past few weeks, searching the job offer sections. The options were slim pickings as per usual. Many of the jobs were in the first four districts, where it was illegal for his kind to work. The only reason he held a job in that fourth district restaurant in the first place was because he wasn’t listed as a legal employee, but with this new law coming into action, there was no way any business would hire him there.

The next list of options was from the fifth through eighth districts asking for store employees, tailors, assistant butchers, and waiters among others. There were three total openings from the ninth and tenth districts, but that was all. The rest of the city was too poor to afford an advertisement in the newspaper let alone taking on a new employee. Job offerings were so scarce for being in a city so large. The problem wasn’t directly linked to any one cause, but rather a web of closely related disturbances. Shops were being closed down, owners couldn’t afford to pay workers, and the law dictated who could work where.

Fifty years ago, around the same time the Stackers were created as an economic study, a law was put in place that said where certain classes could work and what they could work as. For stackers, they could only work in the last three districts including their own. However, currently forty-nine percent of the city’s population lived in the stacks, there weren’t enough jobs to go around, and now the law has been toughen instead of restrained.

So all in all, there was not one single place that Patton would be able to find work.Patton sighed and lay down dejectedly on the papers. The twins, Thomas and Emile, we outside the bus  playing in the dirt with to toys Patton had made them out of straw and sticks. The dolls weren’t much, but they were the only toys the boys have ever had, and it made them happy, which made Patton happy. Sitting up from his makeshift bed, Patton looked out from one of the bus’s many windows, and watched the boys play. They were playing imaginary as per usual. Thomas was a knight while Emile was an alchemist, both fighting evil monsters from swarming their castle, which was in fact the bus. This was their favorite game and they played it almost every day. It made him smile to see how children were able to still have fun and enjoy themselves, even through poverty.

However, that smile quickly faded when two large figures appeared in the distance, knocking on the doors of crates and shouting for people to come out. The boys noticed too, and stopped playing to see what was going on. Patton didn’t need to tell them to come inside; they knew what this meant themselves.

“Papa! The bullies are back!” Thomas cried as he ran up the steps from the door, Emile right on his heels. The boys knew that Patton wasn’t really their father, but he had adopted them when they were just three years old, so he was pretty much the only dad they’ve ever known.

“I know, into floor, into the floor!” Patton told them, lifting up the loose floorboard and becoming them down under. This was standard procedure every time the rent collectors came over to collect monthly sums. Often times the men would become physical with the tenants they took money from, so it was best that the boys were out of reach. Reaching into his safe, Patton pulled out the appropriate amount for the rent then put the rest back.

As he was shutting the board back over the hiding spot, Emile grabbed onto his wrist and peered up at him with scared eyes. “Be careful dad.” He pleaded. Patton forced on a smile and nodded his head, closing the door and covering the spot with newspapers. He waited nervously for them to come, listening door by door as they crept closer. Eventually they made it to his home, pounding on the glass door so hard that it cracked.

“Open up in ‘ere!” A gruff voice commanded. One of the boys whimpered from beneath, but Patton shushed him. With a large gulp of air, the scared dad made his way to the door, opening it and stumbled out.

There were two people there, one was a large man with ginger hair and long side burns, the other was an equally buff woman, shortly cut, brown hair with several scars painting her face and shoulders. They were the usual lackeys sent to pick up the cost of living in their boss’s domain, and he knew them both by name.

“Time to pay up,” Danni said menacingly, her eyes hostile, enjoying it when others cowered before her. Patton nodded shakily, holding up the required cash and coins, for Danni to count. The rolled her eyes and grumbled when she saw the coins hating when she had to deal with near worthless currency. She began to count, starting with the coins, “Ten copper, twenty copper-” When the sum reached fifty she started on the cash, “Thirt’n, fourt’n, fift’n bronze. That’s it.” She stated, pocketing the money. Patton was about to sigh in relief when she then pulled out her gun, letting it dangled in her grasp. “However, I think I should charge extra fer givin’ the boss coppers, wha’d ya think Dillon?”

Dillon pretended to ponder on that thought, twisting his knife in his fingers and he did so. “I think yer right; the boss hates gettin’ paid with copper coins.”

Patton felt his heart momentarily stop, his eyes widening in fear as he backed up until his back hit the side of the bus. “I-I don’t h-h-have any more money.” Patton squeaked, it was a lie but he couldn’t afford to lose anymore or else they wouldn’t be able to eat. “That’s a load of bullshit.” Dylan spat, “Yer the one with that fancy job up in the ferth district.”

“Yer playin’ us for fools?” Danni spat, shoving the cold metal of her gun against his forehead. Tears fell rapidly as Patton sunk to the floor in fear.

“N-no!” He cried desperately, “I was fired because of that new law! I can’t find work anymore!” His breathing ran speedily as Danni’s steel cold eyes looked over him in distrust. After a few moments of deliberation, she pulled back her gun and stood upright once more, but her gaze did not lose its bite.

“Well better start swipin’ or sellin’ ‘cause Imma gonna be back ‘ere in one week fer your ass if you don’t have the money by then, understood?”

Patton nodded avidly, still holding himself on the ground, quaking in fear as they talked to him. Seeing that their business was done there, the two left the premises, kicking up dirt into the sky as they went on to the next place.

Laying there on the ground for a while more, Patton waited for his heartbeat to slow down as he caught his breath. A few minutes passed until he was collected once more, his tears dried up and he was able to function again properly. He stood from the dirt and went back inside, closing the door behind him. Walking back towards the hiding place, Patton uncovered the floorboard and lifted it back up, revealing the two boys underneath. At first the boys backed away, afraid that they had been found, but once they saw who it was that lifted the board, the jumped out and were pulled into a hug.

“Pa, you’re okay!” Thomas cried happily, burying his face in his adoptive dad’s shoulder. Emile wasn’t as vocal as him, but was just as relieved, holding onto his waist tightly. Patton hugged them back just as fiercely, wrapping his arms around their small necks. When he had taken Thomas and Emile in he had sworn to himself that he’d do them better. Patton was weighed down constantly knowing that Virgil had grown for the most of his childhood jaded and alone, he wasn’t able to enjoy the simple pleasures and games that a child should. So, even if they were stuck in poverty, Patton had made up his mind to never let these boys see his struggle or heartache, they needed to be carefree and not burdened by his troubles.

After awhile the little group’s hug finally ended and they pulled apart. Thomas had stopped crying and seemed to have already forgotten what they were worried about. Emile on the other hand still looked concerned, but no longer scared.

“Well okay,” Patton breathed in, “It’s getting late, so why don’t you two go play while I fix up some supper.”

“Okay!” Thomas cheered and headed down to the door, hopping out to play in the dirt just as he was before. Emile followed after more slowly, eyeing his dad for a little longer. Patton simply smiled and waved as he usually did until her walked outside, once he was gone he let his smile fall again. Even though he was the younger brother, Emile was always so perspective about other people’s thoughts and feelings, he wondered if the little boys knew exactly when he was faking it sometimes.

Turning to the hole in the floor, Patton pulled out what little food he kept in there, which consisted of some partly moldy bread, a bruised banana, and a few apples. Taking out the bread and banana, he decided tonight’s dinner would be a bread and banana spread. Patton had the ability to make a meal out of almost anything he could find, it was a skill he had to pick up when his mother became sick and he had to cook for them. Picking off the mold from the bread, he got started on the small meal.

He had always found making food calming, but not tonight, right now he was much too concerned with the amount of food he had left. After today, they’d have only three apples to tie them over until who knows how long, they wouldn’t last a week.

Patton stopped in the midst of making the banana spread to turn around when the sound of the boys squealing and shouting reached his ears. Looking out to see what all the commotion was, hoping they weren’t being too rough with each other, he had instead found that the two boys were surrounding Virgil, clinging onto his arms as he spun them around.

“Virgil!” Patton smiled, for real this time, running over to envelop his oldest son in a hug.

“Hey, Patton. Cooking?”

“Not really,” He mumbled, “Just putting scrapes together.”

Virgil eyed him anxiously for a moment, pulling them aside away from the boys’ hearing radius, then asked “Still no job?” as he walked them into the bus-home. Patton shook his head in remorse.

“No, no one will take me. I can’t go nowhere outside the eleventh district no more.” Despite the damper mood, Virgil grinned a special grin, one of excitement and anticipation. Patton looked at him curiously, put off by his strange reaction. “What?”

“Well dad, I just got you a ticket outta here.” He said victoriously, reaching into his pocket and pulling out two items before handing them over. One was the newest edition of the newspaper, and the other was some form of document. “I had Remy forge you this little bad boy,” He told him, pointing to the document, “You now have a legal ID that says you’re from the sixth district, even got some papers for the boys, and that job you thought was taken is still open, now you can apply no problem!”

For a good long time Patton was silent, too busy gawking at the papers in shock to say anything. But once he got the gears in his mind ticking again, he looked back to Virgil in dismay.

“Virge, this is highly illegal!” He declared, slightly uncomfortable with what has been presented to him.

“So was working in that restaurant.” The twenty year old noted sarcastically, “Come on Pat, this place offers lodging; this is your chance to take the boys and get out!”

Patton looked down at the papers for a moment and considered what he’d be getting into. The job description said that he’d be living and working in the second district, if he was discovered the punishment would be severe. On the other hand, if he was able to pull this off not only would he be able to provide for his family, but he could even let Thomas and Emile live comfortably and get to finally be kids without constant fear and worry. Yet somehow this felt like he was cheating on Virgil, who he was never able to provide properly for.

“Are you sure about this?” Patton whispered, “We won’t be able to see you as much.”

Virgil nodded his head, “I want you and my brothers to be safe. Don’t worry about me.”

“You know that’s not possible.” Patton said half jokingly. “Okay then, I’ll take the offer.

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William Nylander #4 - Go Away

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a/n >> i just really needed some more willy in my life and decided that angst was the best way to go of course, hope you all enjoy :))

You had really had enough of this guy. Who did he think he was, huh? Coming into your shop and bothering for not serving some stupid foreign pastry. Who freaking knows how long it would take to get it past those blonde luscious locks and that stupid thick skull of his. You roll your eyes as he walks up to the counter, a smile on his face - even despite seeing your eyes roll at the sight of him. 

“Not you again,” you grumble at him as he stops at the counter. 

“Welcoming, hmm, great costumer service,” William smirks. You hated that you remembered his stupid name. 

“Yeah?” You questions and throw a thumb over your shoulder, “let me grab my manager so you can say something, oh wait, that’s me,” you can’t help how your voice goes up in pitch in a taunting tone. 

“You own this place?” William asks, his eyebrows are pulled together in confusion. Guess he wouldn’t know that fact. 

“Well, technically my grandma does, I just run the show,” you say with a sly smile. Most are surprised when they find out you manage this quaint coffee shop downtown Toronto, at the ripe age of 22. Young and already have your whole life planned ahead of you. Too bad this stubborn blonde European wasn’t apart of your day-to-day plan. Although he’s been trying very hard to be apart of your day. 

“Well,” William looks around the shop, you watch where his judging blue eyes go, only to see a group of teenagers giggling while looking over at William. You understood that William was attractive, it annoyed you actually, but the way they were acting was like as if he were famous or something. You ignore it and focus back to William as he speaks again, “you’re doing really well here,” he smiles. 

“Thanks,” you nod timidly, unsure of how the conversation had taken a turn to a more civil one. 

“Just missing some tasty Swedish treats,” William smirks. 

Well that civil crap didn’t last very long. You roll your eyes and hit a few buttons on your cash system, getting ready to ring in his regular order. He’s only been coming in for a few weeks now, here and there, but you’re stupid brain had memorized his drink order. You look at the total before glancing back up at William. He’s smiling at you, and it immediately makes you annoyed again. 

“Three dollars and twenty-five cents,” you say monotone. 

William puts down a ten dollar bill, smirking now as you narrow your eyes at him, “keep the change,” he says.

You want to go off on him, shout of how he’s not going to get into your pants with a big tip. Or that he wasn’t some big rich hot shot, didn’t matter how many times he smirks at you. He wasn’t special and you didn’t like him. You were scowling at the expresso machine as William stood off to the side, he waves at the girls and they make some god awful sound in response. It only causes William’s smirk to grow. That boy must have a hell of an ego. 

“Aren’t you late for class or something?” You questions as he stands there and looks down at his phone. 

“Something like that,” he shrugs. 

“So what is it then?” You question, annoyed he wasn’t out right just telling you what he was doing with his day. All you were trying to do was make some conversation. Just in your own way. 

“Practice, hockey,” he states, glancing over his shoulder at the group of girls again before his eyes fall to yours again. You raise a brow at his behaviour, so what he was some hotshot University hockey player, whats the big deal?

“Well, have a good day or whatever,” you say before turning around and walking over to clean up your counters. 

You had expected William to turn around and walk out the door like he always did, leaving you to think of him throughout the rest of the day. As much as you didn’t want to, you couldn’t help but be attracted to him. But instead he kept his eyes on you and watched as you cleaned, slowly taking a sip of drink in case it was too hot. But it never was, you made his coffee just the way he likes it. 

“Want something else, William?” You ask, tossing your rag into the sink before planting your hands on your hips. 

“Call me Willy, only my mother calls me William and it’s mostly when she’s mad at me,” he explains. 

“Perfect, fits well then, William,” you smirk. 

“You’re not that nice, are you?” William questions you in a taunting way, clearing enjoying how you rolled your eyes by now. He must’ve with the stupid words that came out of his mouth. 

“Go away,” you grumble and turn your back on William. 

“Yeah, not very nice,” he says like as if he figured out the answer himself. 

You turn back around and cross your arms at your chest now. “Go, away,” you pause between the two words. William only wear a sly smile across his face. You can’t help but roll your eyes again at him. 

“Fine,” he says. 

You watch him but he doesn’t turn around and walk out the door. Instead he stands there and keeps his eyes directly on yours. He was waiting for them to roll yet again at him, but instead they narrow at how he hadn’t moved an inch. He was playing some stupid game, and as much as you wished he would leave, you were sort of glad you were still getting to look into his blue eyes. Tilting your head, you are about to question what he’s still doing here when the bell above the door of your shop rings and you’re faced with a busy regular. He always stopped by before his shift at the video game store down the street. 

You notice that William only takes a step out of the way for the customer of yours. As you pour his coffee and make sure there’s a sleeve on the to-go cup, you notice something, the man asks William for his autograph. It throws you off a bit. Girls giggling over a University hockey star made sense, but an older man asking for a players autograph didn’t make much sense at all. Unless he was more than just some Uni star. 

“Have a nice day,” you smile at the man while passing him his drink. He thanks you and then nods goodbye to William too. “I thought I told you to go away,” you address William. 

“I thought about it,”

“And?” 

“And I want your number first,” 

You snort at his request, “I’m not giving you my number,” you say, “and what was that guy asking for your autograph all about?” You question, taking another rag and wiping the counter quickly. 

“You really don’t know?” He asks, in which you shake your head. 

William grabs a napkin, then he reaches across the counter between you to steal the pen in your apron pocket. He leans down and scribbles down on the white napkin, first he puts ‘WILLY’ - not that you’d address him as Willy anytime soon - and then he writes down his number. You furrow your brows at him as he holds it out to you and smiles. 

“Text me, and we’ll go out and I can tell you whatever you want to know,” William says. 

“I don’t want to go out with you,” you stick out your nose and lie to his face. You really wouldn’t mind going out with him, maybe. 

“Right,” William smirks. 

“I don’t,” you repeat and uncross your arms now. 

“Just take this, if you change your mind or get rid of my number, just know I’ll be back and I’ll right my number down over and over again,” he states. You could admire his dedication.

“Fine,” you grumble and take the napkin from his hands. “I may or may not text you later,” you say in a low voice, glancing back up from the numbers on the napkin to William. 

He doesn’t reply, instead he just smirks again and then looks down at the ground. You watch him as his gaze falls back to you before he turns on his heels and you watch his every step till the bell rings and he’s out of sight. You look down at the napkin with his number on it, and before you throw it out, you save the digits into your phone - under William, of course. 

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The Fourth Of July (Pt 1)

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All he wanted was a fucking Slurpee, but no, he can’t even have a fucking delicious drink without bumping into some fucking jock on the god damn football team. Of fucking course Pete fucking Wentz worked here. Mikey can’t even get a fucking drink without being harassed, it was the fucking summer! Aren’t bullies supposed to take a fucking break during the summer?

Okay, Mikey can do this. He’s just getting a beverage, nothing to possibly bully about that. The teenager grabbed a large cup and pulled down on the lever to fill it with cherry flavored ice, everything was going fine, everything was normal. Mikey filled it to the top of the lid, he’s spending almost four dollars on this, it’s going to be his money worth. He grabbed a straw and walked to the register. The register where there was only a sweaty Pete Wentz available, the other employee had fucking left Mikey Way inside an empty store with the captain of the football team. That fucker is going to be at fault when Mikey ends up dead on the counter. Hesitantly he placed the Slurpee on the counter, getting the attention of the very fucking muscular Pete, what the fuck.

“Hey, Michael, right?” Pete motherfucking Wentz said to Mikey.

Mikey was in shock, Pete Wentz knew his name, “Mikey. Why do you know my name?”

The expression on Mikey’s face was blank, almost teasing, but all his muscles were preparing to run the fuck away with or without his cherry slurpee. Pete does looked fucking great in only a sweaty tank top and loose basketball shorts, but that doesn’t mean Mikey is going to flirt. Fuck, he was flirting with Pete Wentz. He is definitely going to leave with a few misplaced organs and bones. But that raised the question of why the fuck Mikey is flirting with someone who will literally bash Mikey’s face in if he figures out what is happening.

“Because, Mikey, I know everyone. I’ll pay for your slushie if you get my piece of shit coworker to stop smoking and come do his job, think you can seduce him?” Pete was actually fucking proposing this, what the actual fuck? It is a free Slurpee though.

“Yeah,” Mikey replied, monotone with a blank expression as always.

Michael Way could flirt, and he could flirt well. Grabbing his Slurpee and walking outside next to Pete’s ‘piece of shit coworker’,  he recognized him as Brendon Urie from his history class. Brendon was fucking hot, he was wearing some tight as fuck jeans and his hair was tousled at just the right amount, and he was, indeed, smoking. Just not a cigarette,  Mikey liked weed, he could work with weed.

“Yo, Brendon mind if I take a hit?” Mikey asked, starting to remove the paper from his straw.

Brendon looked at him in wonder before smiling, handing over the rolled weed and digging a new one out of his pocket. Alright, free weed. This deal keeps getting better and better. Mikey inhaled the joint, letting it fill his lungs and then blowing it at Brendon and giggling. Anyone who smokes knows what that mean, hell, everyone knows what that means. Brendon obviously understood because his eyes turned, he was looking at Mikey hungrily. Mikey took a sip of his Slurpee,  keeping eye contact with Brendon the entire three seconds. Urie was squirming, Mikey was still staring. His lips left the straw, there was an unplanned but perfectly convenient strand of saliva connecting to his lips. Setting down the Slurpee on the ground behind him, Mikey stepped closer to Brendon, the teen had already put the pre-rolled joint in his mouth and the lighter was in his hand. Mikey smiled at Brendon and took the lighter from him, lighting the boy’s joint and fuck if Mikey didn’t know what the fuck he was doing. He was getting free weed for fucking life. Brendon abruptly took the drug stick from his pretty lips and kissed Mikey. Fuck yes. Those pretty lips can fucking kiss and Mikey loved being kissed almost as much as he loved free Slurpees. Seducing done, it was time for free Slurpees. 

“Hey, Brendon. Shouldn’t you be getting back to work?” Mikey asked, feigning concern and taking a hit of the joint he surprisingly still had.

“Fuck, yeah I do.” Brendon ran off, shoving the joint that Mikey had lit earlier into the Junior’s hand. More fucking free weed.

Mikey turned to walk away too, but in the process spilled his free fucking Slurpee. God fucking damn it. Mikey breathed in the last of the first joint and flicked the butt on the ground where his fucking slushie was. Apparently Pete Wentz wasn’t doing his job because the football player was outside and trying to steal Mikey’s new weed.

“Come on, Mikes. I know you  have like a whole stash of green of your own. Can i please just have this little joint?” Wentz whined, god he was annoying and Mikey was kind of turned on by it, it was taking all his willpower to try and get his semi-hard to be flaccid again.

“If I get another free Slurpee,” Mikey answered, he was smiling. A real, genuine smile, he only does that around his brother. Fuck.

“Oh yeah, because you spilled your free slushie while Brendon’s tongue was down your throat?” Pete was teasing him, not in a mean way though. It was fucking weird.

“Sounds like you might want your tongue down my throat too, are you jealous?” The younger taunted, taking a hit and handing it to Pete Wentz.

Pete put the joint to his lips, his lips were fucking beautiful, and he was fucking hot, “What if I was, huh?”

Michael was frozen, what the fuck does he say to that? In the end he chose to say “Are you?” Fuck. That was flirting, that is flirting. They were flirting.

“Yeah, a little bit,” Pete mumbled before grabbing Mikey’s face and kissing the living fuck out of him. God, Mikey wanted to do everything to this guy. To Pete Wentz. Pete fucking Wentz is fucking kissing him.

Mikey asked Pete if he wanted to hang out by the river after he got off. Got off work. He was suprised by the answer yes, not suprised by the demand to bring weed and he would bring the liquor.

Lips. Liquor. Weed.

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How to Fix a Broken Car Window

Driving with a broken window is dangerous to your health in many ways. Smoke from different vehicles can easily get inside the car and cause breathing problems. At night, the driver inhales very cold air. Plus, car thieves can easily steal DVD players and stereos.

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1. How to temporarily cover a broken window

If you suspect theft or vandalism, take close up pictures of the damaged window. Present these images to the police and your insurance company. Owning a dashboard camera will help detectives to catch the culprit in less time. Here are the tools you need to get the job done.

1. Get a pair of protective gloves

You may need to pull out bits of loose glass while doing repairs. Broken glass also has sharp edges that can cause nasty cuts to your hands when cleaning the surface. When a thief breaks into a car, shattered glass falls on to car seats. You’ll need to scoop large pieces out and any that are scattered on the mats.

2. A stiff handheld brush

Glass breaks unevenly. Even after scooping out large fragments, some smaller ones might get stuck on the car seat. Fortunately, you can easily get rid of them by using a stiff handheld brush. Use it on the car seat with glass fragments for about a minute. Sweep the car mats as well.

Alternatively, you can use a shop vacuum from an auto shop for this purpose.

3. Two cotton towels

Cleaning the window gets rid of dust and oil smears. Adhesive tape cannot stick on a dirty window. For this task, you’ll need two cotton towels and some water. Dampen one towel and use it to gently wipe the window you want to fix. Take a five-minute break then dry your window using the dry cloth.

4. Bubble wrap

What is bubble wrap? It is a special kind of plastic specifically made for broken windows. It has strips of adhesive to help you seal a hole in your car window in less than 30 seconds. Bubble wrap is transparent to allow sunlight entry. People like it because it’s waterproof and an entire roll can last you for several repairs.

Rubble wrap is really easy to use because you just have to unroll a piece that’s large enough to cover a hole. It remains firmly in place even when driving at 60 miles per hour. You can find a roll of bubble wrap at your nearest auto shop or Wal-Mart.

5. Avoid slamming the door

A broken window might have some cracks that are hard to see but develop rapidly due to impact. After using rubble wrap, close and open the door gently. Slamming it is dangerous because a passenger seated right next to the glass will get cuts. If it’s one of the rear car doors, you may consider telling your family or friends to use the other door.

2. How to insert a replacement car window

With so many options available in today’s market, you can choose a new or used window. You may wonder who would want to purchase a used car window. This market caters to prestigious car owners who aren’t willing to pay thousands of dollars to get their windows fixed.

A new car window is the best option because it meets an auto manufacturer’s standards of high quality. It may be a bit costly but it’s quite clean.

What tools do you need for this job?

A flathead screwdriver

Screwdriver set

Replacement window

Thick plastic bag for glass fragments

A friend to help you hold the replacement in place

Step-by-step instructions

1. Wear protective gloves

You need protective gloves to prevent any cuts that might occur during removing the damaged window. It’s advisable to have a pair of leather padded work gloves because they’re tough and long-lasting. They also enhance your grip when working with screwdrivers.

2. Dismantle the window electronic switch

First, switch off the car to prevent the window from moving around. Use a damp cotton cloth to clean the buttons and panel. Since each car has it’s own interior design, you’ll need a set of screwdrivers to unscrew the window switch. Carry a small Ziploc bag where you’ll keep the screws while dismantling your switch. You might need your screwdriver to pry the cover open. It shouldn’t take more than three minutes since the screws are quite visible. Unplug the entire socket from the connecting wires because it hinders you from removing the door panel.

2. Pry the door panels using the flathead screwdriver

In order to remove the damaged window, you need to unscrew the door panels. Beneath these tough plastic coverings are screws holding the car door intact. You’ll spot panels near the hinges and lower parts of car doors. Use your flathead screwdriver gently to prevent breaking the protective covering.

3. Unscrew the door panel

This is where your screwdriver set comes in. You need different screwdrivers because a car door panel has various screws holding it intact. After unscrewing, use your screwdriver to pry sections of the door panel. Keep your screws in a safe place and avoid mixing them up.

4. Remove the insulation lining

Beneath the door panel is a sheet of insulation lining. It prevents air from getting between the door panel and damaging levers controlling locks and windows. You may notice pieces of glass on it however you can clean it by giving it a good shake. Fold it and store it safely because you’ll place it back after putting the new window.

5. Unscrew the window bracket

The window bracket is a metallic frame that supports a car window. It also has the levers that enable a crankshaft or power switch for opening and closing. You’ll find two screws at the base of the car door. One near the speaker, while the other is close to the lock. Ask your friend to hold the broken window as you unscrew it from the bracket to prevent it from falling.

6. Mount the new window carefully inside the bracket

Your friend will hold the door firmly while you mount the replacement car window. First, make sure that you’re holding it in the correct position. Slip it gently inside the slots while ensuring that it goes inside uniformly. After ensuring that’s it’s in position, slowly roll up the window. If you did it correctly, it will open and close like a new one.

3. How to fix a power window that won’t go up

1. Find out the cause

If you lent the car to someone then you realize that the power windows aren’t working, find out the exact cause. It helps you to decide whether you can do a DIY repair or take it to a mechanic. Rub the window switch with your fingers to find if there are sticky traces of sugary beverages.

Some drinks don’t leave sticky traces but you can detect their smell by sniffing your window switch. Take milk for example. You can also look under the car seats to see if there are bottles, juice boxes, or soda cans. Make sure you check your cup holder on the dashboard to see if there are any traces of spilled beverages.

Power windows can fail if there was attempted breaking and entering. Check the doorframe to see if someone was using a straightened metal hanger to pick your dock lock. You’ll also notice several scratches near the door handle since the thief was pulling his hanger repeatedly. If you own a dashboard camera, you’ll see the thief and notify the police.

2. Inspect the fuses

You’ll find the power window fuse box under or near your steering wheel. It’s small, black, and has diagrams printed on the cover.

Get your flathead screwdriver to pry it open. You’ll see a few fuses arranged vertically. Since blowing up is the most obvious reason, pull out each plug gently for closer inspection. Use a flashlight to check for burn marks and damaged metal strips.

Do you have a test light or multimeter? First, switch on the engine and click the window open. You’ll need a friend to hold the button while you use your test light or multimeter to check whether electricity is flowing.

3. Unscrew the window switch

You’ll need your friend to hold the door firmly while you unscrew the window switch from the armrest. Come ready with a screwdriver because you’ll have to pry it. After removing the cover, take out the socket gently and inspect the wires. If they’re broken, you’ll need an auto mechanic to install a new one.

Use a screwdriver to see if the buttons are wobbling. You can fix this by adjusting them to the correct positions. Make sure you check whether there’s a flow of electric current by switching on the engine and using a test light on each component.

4. Check the window’s motor assembly

In order to access the window’s motor assembly, you’ll have to remove the inner door panel beneath the insulation lining. First, unscrew your speakers. You’ll need a 10-millimeter socket to unscrew the bolts holding your inner door panel in position.

The motor assembly will fall off after removing a couple of bolts. If a thief was using a metal hanger to gain entry, he might have snapped your window cable while attempting to jam your door lock. The good news is that you can purchase a new motor assembly quite easily and replace it at home.

4. How to replace a broken bus window

If you’ve just woken up to a smashed bus window, here are some tips to help you replace it. You’ll need the following tools.

A pair of protective gloves

Small stiff brush

Empty trash bag

Rivethead removal tool

Electric drill

Replacement window

Screwdriver

A friend

1. Get rid of broken glass

Use the small stiff brush to sweep any broken glass on the seats, floors, and window frame. Scrub the seats in order to catch tiny fragments lodged between fabrics. Sweep them into a small heap because you’ll need to dispose of them inside your empty trash bag.

Before you begin this task, wear your protective gloves. Your gloves protect you in two ways. Your fingers avoid rubbing against any shattered glass lying on the floor. If you come across loose pieces of broken glass, you’ll pull them out confidently. Why? Because the tough glove protects your fingers from cuts.

2. Remove the window frame

You’ll find rivet head removal tools at auto mechanic shops. They’re small hollow cylinders that join with rivet heads to enable you to unscrew them. For this task, you’ll need an electric drill. It helps you to remove all window frame rivets in less than a minute.

Loosening the rivets brings about instability. You’ll need a friend to hold the window frame in place while unscrewing the rivets. Apply moderate pressure on your drill to avoid damaging your rivets. Once you’ve removed the last rivet, take down the frame and use a screwdriver to remove lodged pieces of broken glass.

3. Clean the window frame

You’ll need a cloth and some soapy water to get rid of accumulated dust. Doing this ensures smooth movement during opening and shutting. It also gets rids of small glass fragments that you didn’t spot while sweeping. Wait until your frame is completely dry so you can install the replacement window.

4. Insert new window

You’ll use a screwdriver to create space between the rubber space that holds the window intact. Keep the window frame upright when inserting the new window to fit the corners securely. Keep the window in an open position so you can test whether it fits correctly by pushing it down.

5. Reassemble the window

Return the window frame to its original position and secure it with the rivets. Attach the rivet head removal tool to your power drill to accomplish this task. Test the window a couple of times before leaving.

5. Avoid doing these five costly mistakes after replacing a broken car window

1. Staying with a temporary fix for too long

Perhaps you’re really happy that the roll of bubble wrap you bought is doing a great job in preventing cold air, rain, and smoke from getting inside your car. Some people get so comfortable with the temporary window fix that they keep postponing visits to an auto mechanics shop for permanent replacements.

The more time you spend driving around with a broken window, the more damage you cause to the remainder. Bumpy roads can cause pieces of glass to fall on your passengers due to continuous vibrations that take place in the window frame.

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2. Using the wrong tools

What happens when you use a kitchen knife instead of a good screwdriver to disassemble your window switch? The knife widens the spaces and makes it difficult for a screwdriver to fit on the screws heads. In addition, one will have to push the knife on the screw head to maintain a solid grip and this destroys the threads. Using a blunt item to pry plastic casings surrounding the window socket can cause cracks.

3. Hitting the rough roads immediately after getting a replacement

Auto mechanics use a special adhesive to keep a replacement window in position for 72 hours. In order for the adhesive to work, you need to avoid bumpy roads because rattling prevents the glue from sticking effectively. Going on an off-road drive is dangerous because the window can break while cruising at high speeds. Plus, the dust particles that settle on the door and window frame also affect the special adhesive.

Learn More: Nine Bad Driving Habits That Will Ruin Your Car

4. Washing the car just after getting your car window fixed

Mechanics recommend keeping the replacement car window dry for at least 72 hours after installation. This period is enough for the special adhesive on the window frame to dry up. So, no matter how many oily fingerprints you spot on your new window, avoid the urge to reach for a cloth and some soapy water.

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5. Playing loud music

Playing bass heavy music is a costly mistake because the continuous sound vibration that’s taking place in your car compromises a newly replaced window. Just like driving on a bumpy road, the sound vibration prevents the adhesive from sticking effectively.

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6. Follow these tips today!

Repairing your car window can help you weather a bad storm because it prevents rain from covering your face while driving. Doing this prevents you from causing accidents and you can drive comfortably to the nearest mechanic. If you plan on doing DIY repairs, make sure you have all the right tools to avoid breaking sockets and electrical components. If you own a luxury car, then buying a used car window will help you minimize repair expenses. You’ll get more tips by talking to other motorists who have experience in doing car window repairs from their home garages.

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Ubisoft 2018 E3 Briefing Impression

Ubisoft always brings a large set of games to E3. Usually an Assassin's Creed title, something Tom Clancy, a dancing title, and usually something a bit different. So what was on this years docket?

Just Dance 2019

Ubisoft loves it's dance series. And despite more there being fewer systems that monitor us in our living rooms, the Just Dance series continues to run rampant. Can't say I have ever purchased one, but it seems to be popular.

Beyond Good and Evil 2

The trailer showed the crew and their ship getting tossed around in  bad way while sitting in same ice rings around a planet. The ship gets near destroyed and then captured by what I can only assume are our villains. Then Jade, the original protagonist from the first game shows up. The game is still pre-alpha, which is dev speak for no-where near ready and subject to change.

They are trying to make fans part of the game via the Space Monkey program. They are asking fans to supply art, music, and ideas to the world of BGE2. To do so they partnered with a group named Hit Record. Details can be found here. I am torn on this. It is either a brilliant way to interact with fans. Or a cheap way to get free assets for their game.

Tom Clancy: Rainbow Six Seige

35 million players play this game. I am not one of them, but that is an impressive number. That is more people then are in Saudi Arabia (source). They are doing more contests, three planned through the year. In order to honor these professional players that keep this game going and keep it populated Ubisoft created a documentary following a 8 of community members over 9 months. To these people, this is more then a game, this is live. Another Mindset will be available August 13-19 at their Paris event.

Trials Rising

Trails, the game about falling with style and getting back up. The trailer showed some cool tricks on dirt bikes and some epic crashes. Things that no one would survive in real life. So thanks video game rules! The game was built largely my the community with players from the previous Trails game. It is out in February on everything not mobile. The game looks interesting, but not sure it is my cup of tea. All the ways you have to crash at least makes failure look fun

Tom Clancy's - The Division 2

It has been 7 months since the disease released on dollar bills on Black Friday. The disease is pretty burned out, but the country is in shambles. The trailer shows a happy community behind fenced walls with food and water. Then on the other side is those that abuse the weak. And variable nightmare. The people to save them, the agents of The Division.

In game you can play through the story based campaign. Then once you are done you pick a spec that allows you to customize your play style. They are also adding raids to the game. So 8 players, only 5 of which will show up on time, can play a mission at once. The game will also be supported by 3 free DLC "Episodes" over time. This could give the game much more lasting power then the previous game. Fingers crossed. It is set to release March 15, 2019.

Mario Rabbids

So apparently there are now Donkey Kong levels in Mario Rabbids. Or at least if you have the season pass you will have it on June 26th. This seems to break with all the free DLC from other games this year, but maybe there is enough to warrant it on this game.

Skull & Bones

Amazing how the worst thing that happened to some of the people of the past has become amazing games in the present. In Skull & Bones you are plundering the Indian Ocean. The game looks to have dynamic environments, and is, another shared environment. You will encounter other players and you can work together or fight. Or one then the other if you want to help a fellow and then steal their gold. You are pirates after all. Looks like you can outfit your ship before heading out. Looks like different ships have different abilities. The game, at least from the trailer reminds me highly of the ship battles in Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag, which makes sense given it is the same studio. Fingers crossed this game is as fun as the trailer made it out to be.

Transference

The trailer for this game made about as much sense as a perfume add, but lets try anyway. We have a dad that apparently sucks at being a father and husband. He seems to be putting you, his son, in some sort of machine. This machine is maybe supposed to move your conscience into a virtual world? And he didn't test for bugs, so the world has corruptions. They didn't say, but lets assume the corruptions want you dead. This is why you always put stuff through Q&A. Deadly bugs will cause this to fail on the open market. And then the tag line "Escape a corrupted mind". We should know more about this mystery this fall.

StarLink: Battle for Atlas

Space based game with real life toys that help outfit your ships. You can go from planet to space to another planet and dog fight. The area is called Atlas, and you have to protect it. And you can go to target and buy accessories for you toys to mod your ship for the situation. And they are teaming with Nintendo on this again as Starfox is there with this ship. Does this mean I can buy a Arwing?!? They had one on stage, so fingers crossed it will be in stores, and that it won't sale out in 30 seconds. I will probably get this game just because I love space shooters. I just hope I don't get nickle and dimed by the need for toys.

For Honor

Good to know Ubisoft didn't forget about this game. The guy on stage said thanks to the community. For the week you can get the starter edition of For Honor for free on uPlay. That is pretty cool. After that they announced new factions coming to the game. For Honor: Marching Fire was announced. The new faction and 4 new fighters are from China bringing new fighting styles. There will also be a new mode called Breach. There was lots of fighting in a castle courtyard. I am not not sure what really was going on. But it looked cool. The whole thing about making the starter free this week means I will at least try it.

The Crew 2

Another Crew title. There is an open beta for PS4 that can be pre-loaded and will be available soon. Looks like there are more then land based vehicles now. In the trailer they showed planes, and boats as well. Each category of vehicle has tons of options in it as well. Looks like something you might like if you liked the first Crew.

Assassin's Creed Odyssey

Welcome to Greece Assassin. You are apparently stuck in the middle of the Peloponnesian War and must save the country. The game is still an RPG and when you start the game you choose to play as Alexios (the guy) or Kassandra (the girl). Nice to see they added some choice here. You start the game learning to use the weapon of your grand father, a special broken but glowy spear, fancy. Of course being in a war means that you will end up in battles. Prepare to interact with the history of Greece on October 5th. Which also apparently means fighting a Minotaur. I may have to jump back into this series.

[autumn-elwood]

East Valley

Warning: Adult language. Also on: Blogger

When one goes to a mall it is natural to assume it is for the expressed purpose of shopping or at the very least, browsing. This was not however the purpose or reason for the patrons of the East Valley Mall. At one time it could have been considered the jewel of the east side but now it was like a vacant church, almost silent and bare of the spirits that made it what it was. Alive.

    In its glory days the mall bustled full of activity. It had been home to three big retailers, a movie theater and had plans for expansion in the works. But then one of the retailer transferred to the Hill plaza, the other closed all locations nationwide and the last sold its lot to a less popular name brand store. Wooden boards were soon nailed to the glass doors of the two vacuous properties.    Many of the smaller businesses and kiosks suffered as a result of the loss of the three big retailers. Most of them were forced to shut down. The food court quickly followed its example until all that remained was an ice cream shop, a hot dog stand and a nut kiosk. For years, the theater was closed until it was revived from its desolation as a discount cinema.    The major remaining outlets were a jewelry store, a video game store, a dress boutique and a few phone accessory shops and some specialty schools. There was also two party venues and a Christian bookstore for a time but like many of the other stores they too, closed.    Then one summer an arcade opened its doors advertising prices at one tenth of the actual price. A clever ploy to bring in business that worked for a while until the hype of a new store wined. At this point in the narrative you might wonder why the hell such a sad pathetic place remained open. There were plans of course, plans to remodel the shopping center into the mainstream glory of the Hill Plaza. And now we have arrived at why a small amount of patrons still loitered the halls of the East Valley, well at least one Augustina Rubio. Augustina did not particularly like these plans or at least what they would bring. Crowds. Augustina enjoyed the mall in its present condition. It was quiet. She did not want that to change. Of course she understood the mall needed those crowds to stay open but she couldn’t help how she felt. The Hill Plaza was a roaring volcano. The East Valley was a dull murmur. At the Hill Plaza you had to scream to be heard. At the East Valley your voice would echo through the barren halls. You could hear the steps of the shoppers against the square tile: the whiz’s and wuz’s of the arcade, the pop music from the radio of the ice cream parlor, and the sound of a lone violin and its out of tune melodies. Augustina played that violin. Augustina was a shy player but in the East Valley she could pick any unpopulated corner of the mall to play out to her heart’s content. If the East Valley became a popular hot spot again, she wouldn’t be able to continue. Someone could see her or heaven forbid, stop and form a crowd. A dangerous thing indeed. Augustina was already not the best player but with a crowd watching her play. Only her. She would die. And it’s not like she would be allowed to play anyway. The building manger barely gave her permission to play the mall in an empty abandoned corner. In a populated mall where crowds could hear her crappy playing. No way he’d let that slide. It was the beginning of the summer holidays now and only a few weeks away from the mall closing for remodels so Augustina had set aside every day until closing to come enjoy the mall while it lasted. She was not the only one with this plan it seemed as the theater over flowed with people trying to take advantage of the discount theater before it was revamped for the modern movie goer experience with regular prices. Augustina shuddered. They were going to put in soft leather reclining chairs. She despised those chairs. She liked to sit in a chair that didn’t move or try to swallow her ass while she was watching a movie. She glanced at the jewelry store and sighed. The jewelry store was empty of decorations and had packed up stock a month ago. They didn’t have to worry about bringing in a last big sell because they were a part of a big successful company. All the employees had been transferred to the stores other branches across the town. Just last week Augustina Had seen Ms. Lizeth working at the Hill plaza when her mother had dragged her to the beauty salon across from the store. The dress boutique on the other hand remained open and was holding a large blowout sale on all of their dresses. They did not have the privilege of a large corporation to back them up. Today Augustina was not playing in some abandoned stretch of the mall. Today Augustina was simply sitting at one of the sticky metal tables in the food court slowly sipping a small lemonade from the hot dog stand. It did not taste like lemonade but it helped her cool down from the blistering heat that still clung to her even after twenty minutes in the mall’s air conditioning. She blinked realizing her drink had run out. Augustina sighed, pushed her disposable cup away and looked up at the nut kiosk. Her brother, Vicente, was still happily bouncing and pointing out his selections to the cashier. She frowned. How much money did he bring? Could he even afford that many nuts? The cahier apparently was having similar thoughts because in a sharp tone he asked, “Kid, do you even have enough money for all these nuts?” “Of course,” Vicente said in a mock offended tone. Oh that little shit. He had been trying to infuriate the man on purpose. He didn’t even really like nuts that much. “How much?” “Seventy-eight dollars and fifty cents,” the man smirked. He doesn’t have that much, Augustina groaned. He only had about thirty. Vicente just smirked back and with drawled the money from his pocket. WHAT?! Augustina’s eyes widened and she smacked her hands over her pockets. Phone check. Wallet, no. “Drop that cash you little fucker. That’s mine!” Augustina yelled, abandoning her empty cup to tackle her shit stain of a brother to the ground. A few people spared them a glance before hurrying into the theater. If this had been the Hill Plaza security would have been called, but this was East Valley. The cashier burst into hysterical laughter. “You stole your girlfriend’s wallet,” he cackled. “And you expected to live.” “She’s my little sister!” “I’m older than you by five minutes,” she yelled, smacking Vicente over the head with her wallet. The cashier rubbed the back of his head and chuckled. “Twins, huh? Sorry. It’s not everyday you see a pretty girl jump an unfamiliar boy to get her wallet back. Last time it happened it was a couple,” he winked at her flirtatiously. Augustina blushed. Turns out man behind the counter was boy behind the counter. Up close she realized it was a boy she had seen in the halls on the way to Calc. “Sorry for wasting all that time. If you put more than half of it back he’ll be able to afford it with his own money,” she apologized, glaring at her twin. “It’s fine. I thought he was pretty funny. We usually don’t get such excitable customers who would steal to buy our product.” Augustina laughed even though she knew he was lying. He had looked pretty miffed before. She stole a quick glance at her vacated sit to make sure no one snagged it. Nope, still empty bare her trash; the single aforementioned lemonade cup. “Hey Augustina, I’m sorry I stole your wallet. I just wanted to get some nuts for the house.” “You don’t have any money, do you?” “I have money! I just didn’t have enough.” “We don’t need all these nuts. Are you trying to stock up for winter?” “No!’ The boy at the counter coughed to hide his laugh. She glanced at his name tag. “Sean.” She blinked. His name was Sean? She wasn’t exactly expecting it. Not that there was anything wrong with Sean but Sean. Really? “What’s so funny Sean?” “Wait, what? How did you---? Oh right, name tag. I’m an idiot.” “Not according to your name tag.” “Yeah. According to your name tag your nuts,” Vicente interpreted in a mock whisper. Oh she would hill him if she could. It was funny but she would kill him. Sean bit his lip. “Your new total comes up to twenty-eight dollars and seventy-five cents.” Vicente grabbed the nuts and Augustina began to return to the table but she suddenly stopped. And then without even as much as a backwards glance she casually said, “I’ll see you in the math department.” Augustina then went to sit down with her chipmunk of a brother. “That sounded so creepy. Like you just out of nowhere implied you watch him.” “Did not. I implied we went to the same school and had classes at the same time in the math wing.” “And you knew his name and where you‘ve seen him and you’ve never approached him.” “Name tag, I have eyeballs and whatever.” Vicente glanced up at the skylight. “You sounded like a stalker.” “I am a stalker. Just not of him.” “You say that like it’s an accomplishment.” “There is nothing wrong with knowing my best friend’s schedule.” Vicente snorted and attempted to cover his mouth. “Yeah, and I’m sure Jake would think there’s nothing wrong with you knowing the average times and how long it takes for him to take a shit.” “Vicente that’s ridiculous. Jake is too random with his restroom times to form a proper data set to determine an average,” “¡Ay dios mios! You tried didn’t you?” Augustina flushed crimson. “No!” “Jesus, Augustina. You have surpassed all previous levels of weird.” “Shut up! At least I don’t stalk people's social media accounts.” Vicente blushed and laughed nervously. “ Touché, sister. Touché.” Augustina gave him a smug look. Haha, you little fucker. Not as funny when the other shoe drops, is it? “So...um, why did we come here again?” “This mall will be closing in a few weeks and won’t be open again until next year, moron.” “Oooh. You called me a moron. I’m telling madre,” Vicente crooned. “Shut up. You’re seventeen, Vicente, not four.” He smirked at her. Stupid shit stain brother. “Isn’t the saying usually five.” Augustina looked at him condescendingly. “ Your behavior would be an insult to any self-respecting five year old. Oh wait. Your behavior would be an insult to any age group.” “You’re not any better, brat,” he replied leaning in to jab her side. She dodged and booped him on the nose. “Oh but I’m better in every way.” “Not at socializing.” “Who had to pay for your macaroon, which you didn’t even eat, when you were too scared too?” “We were thirteen and you still think it's an accomplishment to say ‘good afternoon; to the bus driver.” “Because it is. If it’s so easy, why don’t you ever do it,” Augustina whispered hotly, crossing her arms. Vicente turned pink. “Uh… Because I don’t need to… no one else does it… and you get on the bus before me so you’ve already said it.” His eyes widened in realization. Oh shit. Did I just give her ammo? Augustina grinned, coming to the same realization. "Why don’t you get on the bus first, Vicente? You have every opportunity to do so.” He looked away, “Shut up.” The table descended into silence. “Do you want to see a movie, hermanito?” “What would we even see?” Vicente answered, still not looking at her. “I don’t know,” she murmured. “We could go to the video game store.” “The console’s busted and padre said he won’t replace it. We’ll be moving out in a few months anyway,” he muttered plaintively. “What about Riza? She could use it.” “She’s six and she’s not as into video games as us. You should know. You play dolls with her more than you play video games with me.” “Vicente…” “You always hang out with her more. You’re supposed to hang out with me more. We’re twins! Is it because she’s a girl?” “Because she asks Vicente! Ever since we started high school whenever I try to spend time with you, you push me away. I want to hang out with you but you always… always… always…” “Augustina…” Vicente breathed brokenly. She suddenly stood violently causing her ponytail to bounce like a small child on a bouncy castle. “If that’s how you feel maybe I should have asked Riza instead,” she said venomously as she started to walk away. Vicente caught her wrist and looked up her with the face of a guilty child. “You’re right. You’re always right and I’m sorry, Augustina. I shouldn’t have pushed you away.” Augustina ripped his hand off her wrist and glared. “We’ve come to the point where sorry isn’t good enough any more, Vicente and I’m not always right. Don’t try to flatter me, hermanito. It doesn’t look good on you.” She stormed off down an empty hall leaving her brother alone to stare at her rapidly retreating form. Vicente felt something wet slip down his cheek and he wiped it away but there was another. And another one and another one until he realized he was crying. He slipped down into the metal chair and buried his face in his arms. This was all his fault. Augustina was right, he had pushed her way but she was wrong about him trying to flatter her. When he said she was always right he had said it because it always felt like she was right. She was the older twin. The smarter twin. The better older sibling twin. Augustina was the better twin and he had allowed his jealousy and frustration to push his sister away. Both of them. He never spent time with Augustina and he always avoided Riza. He was Riza’s big brother. He was supposed to protect her and tease her but instead he had stood by and let a chasm form between them. Augustina and him were going to college next year and he didn’t even know his little sister’s favorite color. He heard the scrape of a metal against tile. Vicente looked up hoping it was Augustina but he felt his hope die as his eyes landed on Sean, the nut boy. “What do you want?” “Are you okay?” Sean replied with a question. “Do I look okay? Jesus, why do people ask questions they already know the answer to?” Vicente snapped. Sean raised an eyebrow. “Well in this instance I opened our conversation with a question to invite you to share. I already know you’re feeling like shit, kid but it would be rude if I said, ‘Hey, you look like shit. Why?’” “Don’t call me kid. You’re the same age as me.” “Well I don’t know your name and I don’t think we’re close enough for me to call you dude or bro.” “Well you wouldn’t have to try to figure out what to call me if you left me the fuck alone. You don’t even know me.” “That’s right, I don’t know you but I want to. Now I believe you know my name is Sean, so what is your name mister don’t-call-me-kid?” “None of your fucking business, prick,” Vicente growled. Sean only smiled. “That’s an interesting name, none-of-your-fucking-business-prick. I think I’ll call you none-ya.” Vicente slammed his skull against the sticky table. “Leave me alone,” he moaned. “I don’t believe I will, none-ya. Now feel free to explain what brought you into this shit state.” “It’s still none of your business.” Sean gave him a cheshire grin. “I don’t care.” “You’re an ass.” “I know.” “It’s family business and don’t you have a job?” “The kiosk is empty and the mall’s closing in a few weeks. They can’t afford to fire me. Also, most people are just here for the cinema.” “I came for the nut kiosk,” Vicente threw back. “Wrong. You came after your sister. The mall’s practically dead and your argument wasn’t exactly what I would call quiet.” “Then you already know what happened. Now leave me alone.” Sean gave him a look. “No. I know what I heard. I don’t know what happened.” “And you don’t need to know. Now leave Sean, back to your nut cart.” Sean gave him an angry look and said coldly, “You know I don’t think I will none-ya. Unlike you I try to be a good person and good people don’t sit back and watch people who obviously need help be swallowed by their emotions. Now you’re going to tell me what’s wrong or I will never ever leave you alone. I will follow you around school. I will find out what universities and apply there.” Vicente looked at Sean. Holy shit! This guy is as crazy as Augustina. No wonder she likes him, he thought in disbelief. “You’re crazy!” Sean’s angry expression instantly transformed into joy. “Thank you!” Yep. He’s definitely unstable. “Um... What do you want me to say?” “Anything,” he said eagerly. “My name is Vicente *pause * Rubio.” “Vicente~. Much better than none-ya. Now why were you sobbing in the middle of an abandoned food court.” Vicente sent him an outraged look. “I wasn’t sobbing.” “Crying as quietly as possible and failing.” “Shut up. You keep saying shit like that and I am going to walk away. I won’t even care that you’ll be stalking me,” Vicente said, lying about the last bit. He would be really unnerved if this bipolar nut boy ended up following him around for who knows how long. If he was anything like Augustina, then he would have a Sean limpet for the rest of his natural life until one of them croaked. Not a very pleasant notion. Sean’s smile widened. “Okay. I’ll shut up. Please continue.” “I’m a horrible brother. I’ve spent these lost four years pushing my sister Augustina away and I never tried to be there for our little sister Riza. Heaven knows what she thinks of me and here I am crying over my own misery that I caused, talking to you instead of going after my sister. I’m jealous of Augustina and I shouldn’t be. Our parents never gave her any favoritism and we were basically on par with each other. Well Augustina usually catches onto things faster but that shouldn’t make me jealous.” “But it does.” “Yeah. Pretty pathetic huh?” “Not really.” “Well I think it is. Anyway, that’s basically why I broke down, thinking about my failures.” Sean put a hand his shoulder and smiled reassuringly. “That’s perfectly normal. Pretty sure all my siblings and myself have felt what you have at one point. Being one of six siblings generally causes jealousy, especially since no one ever gets singled out.” Being compared to Sean in any way was not as reassuring as the older boy obviously thought it was. I’m like him. Oh god, Vicente blanched. Bam! Sean suddenly slammed the palm of his hand heavily on the table. “ Well, I’ve decided. We’re going to be friends now!” “WHAT?!” No!, he thought horrified. “I’ve decided I like you, Vicente. We’re going to be best friends now,” Sean beamed and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy. Please God, no, Vicente screamed in his head. “Now let’s go find your sister and tell her the good news.” Vicente jerked away. “Hell no! Leave me away psycho!” “Aw~. Don’t be like that. Come back.” “No!” Vicente shrieked as Sean began to chase him through the mall. “Come here bestie~!”

[gotnervegvmoved]

                               do you accept your dare?

Sam Winchester, you have been dared. ( $4905.00 )

For $50 dollars, you have been dared to bark at a stranger for a minute straight.

For $90 dollars, you have been dared to dress in a cat suit and wear it until another dare directs change of clothing.

For $150 dollars, you have been dared to do a keg stand for 2 minutes.

For $200 dollars, you have been dared to break into a zoo and spend the night there.

For $440 dollars, you have been dared to propose to another player. Go on a “honeymoon” to at least one restaurant and have dinner without paying. Afterward, go to a sex toy shop and steal a sex toy of your choosing. If anyone finds out you are not engaged, the dare is failed.                             

                                      do you accept your dares?

Claire Novak, you have been dared. ( $0.00 )

For $150 dollars, you have been dared to take another player for a ride in a vehicle of your choosing. 

For $200 dollars, you have been dared to go into a restaurant, stand on a table and kick everything off of it while singing.

For $430 dollars, you have been dared to steal an expensive painting.

                                    do you accept your dares?

Dean Winchester, you have been dared. ( $7305.00 )

For $105 dollars, you have been dared to dress Sam’s dog in a sweater and take it for a walk in the park.

For $215 dollars, you have been dared to climb a skyscraper in the middle of the day for 10 minutes without being caught. 

For $335 dollars, you have been dared to go to a high end store and get fitted for a suit. Leave your clothing behind and leave the store with the suit without paying.

For $600 dollars, you have been dared to wear a skirt into a diner with no jeans underneath and sit down for one cup of coffee.

                                  do you accept your dares?

Mickey Milkovich, you have been dared. ( $2255.00 )

For $150 dollars, you have been dared to put an entire box of laxatives in Dean Winchester’s coffee.

For $300 dollars, you have been dared to slap another player with a fish.

For $350 dollars, you have been dared to go into the supermarket and lick a stranger’s shoes.

For $860 dollars, you have been dared to set a car on fire.

                                 do you accept your dares?

Samantha Darko, you have been dared. ( $7590.00 )

For $100 dollars, you have been dared to steal a dildo and give it to a stranger.

For $200 dollars, you have been dared to sit on a stranger’s lap.

For $145 dollars, you have been dared to pick another player and beat an escape room with them.

                                 do you accept your dares?

Ferb Fletcher, you have been dared. ( $0.00 )

For $80 dollars, you have been dared to kiss a stranger’s neck. 

For $140 dollars, you have been dared to read a personal part of your diary or a personal letter out loud in public.

For $260 dollars, you have been dared to sing a ballad to a stranger.

For $900 dollars, you have been dared to steal a motorcycle and set it on fire.

For $1000 dollars, you have been dared to pee into a bottle and convince a stranger to drink it.                           

                                do you accept your dares?

Jack Wilder, you have been dared. ( $715.00 )

For $50 dollars, you have been dared to adopt a puppy.

For $100 dollars, you have been dared to make out with Claire Novak in front of Jimmy Novak.

For $300 dollars, you have been dared to go into a bar and throw a dart at a stranger.

For $320 dollars, you have been dared to cut an unsuspecting person’s braid off.

For $375 dollars, you have been dared to tattoo Jimmy Novak’s initials on your butt with a heart around them.

For $500 dollars, you have been dared to get a friend to tie you to a chair for an hour. You are not allowed to free yourself.

                                do you accept your dares?

Jimmy Novak, you have been dared. ( $0.00 )

For $70 dollars, you have been dared to go to the pet shop and buy a lizard.

For $200 dollars, you have been dared to have a family dinner with Claire.

For $220 dollars, you have been dared to give Claire the sex talk.

For $300 dollars, you have been dared to dance shirtless on a tabletop for five minutes. Afterward, make out with Octavia Blake for two minutes.

For $340 dollars, you have been dared to eat a can of live worms.

For $730 dollars, you have been dared to handcuff yourself to Claire Novak for 1 hour.

                               do you accept your dares?

Adrian Rosenthal, you have been dared. ( $0.00 )

For $100 dollars, you have been dared to kiss a stranger.

For $160 dollars, you have been dared to belly dance in the middle of a crowd.

For $320, you have been dared to go to an Indian restaurant and eat the spiciest food without drinking milk or water. 

For $400 dollars, you have been dared to jump down a flight of stairs.

For $550 dollars, you have been dared to go into a restaurant and break two windows.

                              do you accept your dares?

Anna Jones, you have been dared. ( $0.00 )

For $50 dollars, you have been dared to steal a watermelon from a store by putting it under your shirt and pretend you are pregnant.

For $95 dollars, you have been dared to convince a stranger to marry you in Las Vegas.

For $100 dollars, you have been dared to dump a bucket of ice water on another player.

For $110 dollars, you have been dared to eat a worm.l 

For $150 dollars, you have been dared to order some food at a restaurant and throw it in the waiter’s face.

For $400 dollars, you have been dared to convince a complete stranger to swap clothes wth you.

                              do you accept your dares?

Noah Tomás Ribeiro, you have been dared. ( $0.00 )

For $80 dollars, you have been dared to steal money from a tip jar.

For $120 dollars, you have been dared to make Adrian Rosenthal believe you are in love with him for 2 hours.

For $150 dollars, you have been dared to get a stranger to punch you in the face.

For $200 dollars, you have been dared to slap a stranger in the face.

For $355 dollars, you have been dared to go up to five strangers singing a Disney song before asking them to run away with you.

                              do you accept your dares?

Lydia Marsh, you have been dared. ( $0.00 )

For $70 dollars, you have been dared to go into a retirement home and yell profanities at the top of your lungs at old people.

For $100 dollars, you have been dared to find a hospital that lets you perform as a clown in front of sick children. 

For $300 dollars, you have been dared to flash a stranger for 30 seconds.

For $550, you have been dared to panhandle on a busy road until you get $15 dollars.

                              do you accept your dares?