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01. crush that hangover! | dear miss soju

ღ Synopsis: College is hard. Love is even harder. Good thing the students of Mansae University can write in to Miss Soju, the campus’ very own romance advice columnist! The only problem is she’s never been in a relationship. Ever. There’s no telling what kind of chaos she may cause in the love lives of several of MU’s most eligible bachelors. Too bad no one knows who she really is! ღ Characters/Pairings: college AU! Seventeen & OC’s, Pairings TBA! ღ Genre: Romantic Comedy, Slice of Life ღ Warning(s): Mentions of alcohol, underage drinking, mentions of sex, language, bad jokes ღ Word Count: 5.0k words ღ Binu’s Note: ever stare at a selfie so long that it looks weird? ya that’s this chapter for me. there were just so many elements that i wanted to get right, but i kept changing things and now i can’t look at it anymore :c i’ll properly proofread it later, but for now enjoy!! i have some other content ima post later so i’m p excited for that hehehe anyway ya happy friday!!!

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Monday, September 2, 2019 9:05AM

This was not how Joohyun had imagined her first day at The Front. Whenever she described this moment to Jihoon, she was very clear about the way she would walk in so confidently that the senior writers would wonder why they forgot to email her an invite to their 8:30 meeting. Jihoon, who relished in raining on her parade, predicted that they wouldn’t even know her name. But she had no time for his blunt realism, because she had been living as a made-up person since June and her corporate daydreams were the only things keeping her sane. She knew it wasn’t going to be easy, but she figured that once they saw her talent, everything would be just fine.

So it’s not difficult to imagine Joohyun’s distress when she just barely stumbled into the office this morning, nursing a mind-melting hangover.

She should have known she would be a goner when the sports section interns had challenged her to a drinking game at last night’s welcome party. Her drinking partner, a small girl interning at HR, had only made it two shots in before falling asleep on her lap. For the record, she had still made sure that she was the last intern standing (although she definitely wasn’t the same bright-eyed freshman that could chug a pitcher of soju and beer just to spite Jihoon). Looking around the office, she felt a little relieved to find that the other interns were suffering just as much as her, if their slumped positions and pained groans told her anything. So much for giving a good first impression.

Joohyun was trying her best not to look like she was two steps from an early grave when she was approached by a big woman with a laptop in her arms. She awkwardly bowed her head to greet her, but the woman’s gaze never left the screen of her Macbook. “Miss… Joonyoung?”

“Oh, that’s not--”

“You’re the new advice column intern, correct?”

“Oh. Yes, that’s me, but that’s not my--”

“I’ll show you to your desk.” Without so much as a glance, the woman turned on her heel, now typing furiously on her laptop. Joohyun followed behind glumly.

This was all Jihoon’s fault.

“So, how’s your first day going?” Jihoon asked over his bowl of ramen. He flagged down the tall waiter and ordered a bowl of rice.

“Fine,” was Joohyun’s curt answer. In truth, it was far from ideal. She had watched longingly as all the other interns were assigned with their first projects, while she was left with an empty inbox. How was she supposed to write an advice column when there was no one asking her for advice? She spent most of the morning familiarizing herself with the previous entries of The Front’s dating advice column, the most recent of which dated to the newspaper’s May issue… from 1997.

When her supervisor told her to take a lunch break, she had made a beeline to meet Jihoon at the restaurant near the cafe he worked at. Now that she was sitting in front of him though, she wasn’t quite ready to confess that her dream job was much more mundane than she expected. “Hey, wasn’t this a fried chicken shop last semester?”

“That bad, huh?” Jihoon clicked his tongue. Joohyun sighed - she didn’t know why she even tried to hide anything from him when he’s known her for 12 years. He probably knew some parts of her better than she did. “Come on Joo, don’t give up on Miss Soju so easily. It’s just because you’re a little hungover. We watched The Notebook like five times this summer! What more do you need to know about true love? Do you want me to set you up on another date with that freakishly tall dude for more hands-on experience? Ah, speak of the devil!”

“Thanks, Mingyu.” Joohyun took the bowl of rice and gave the server a sweet smile, which greatly contrasted with the glare she shot at Jihoon soon after. The server, a stunning boy with jet-black hair and tanned skin, stuck his tongue out at Jihoon. She waited until Mingyu went to the other side of the restaurant to serve a rowdy group of boys to whisper-shout at Jihoon. “Can you try not to expose my identity to the whole campus before I even get the chance to write my first ever entry?”

“Ohhh, that’s why you’re sulking. No one’s sent you a letter yet so you didn’t get to do anything today,” Jihoon said. It sometimes got annoying how he could read her like she was his worn-out copy of his favorite sports manga. She had to admit though, he did find ways to make it worth it. Like when he said, “I might actually be able to help you with that one, if you want. I can make a little shout out for Miss Soju on my stream tonight. For a small price, of course.”

“You’re streaming tonight?” The girl perked up from poking at her noodles. Over the past three years, Jihoon had built up a cult following through Woozi’s Universe, a Twitch stream where he shared music made by the underground artists on campus (including him). He only ever released new music on Mondays, so tonight would definitely have a large viewership. Joohyun immediately went into her business pose lest she show how eager she really was. “Well, what would you like in exchange, Mr. Lee?”

“I merely request that you pay for my lunch today, Ms. So,” he replied. Joohyun looked in horror at Jihoon, a petite man who ate like he was three boys going through puberty; today alone he had had an extra-large bowl of ramen, three orders of rice, and two cans of Coke.

Then, she imagined facing an empty inbox for the rest of the week. Yup, this was definitely worth it. That didn’t stop her from making a show of taking out her wallet, taking care to sigh extra loudly. She had to give Jihoon his moment to revel in his triumphs, otherwise he would get grumpy.

Jihoon cackled giddily. “Pleasure doing business with you as always, Ms. So.”

“Pretty sure my hangover is coming back.”

“Oh shit, shut up!” Jihoon suddenly yelped and ducked underneath the table.

“What the hell, Jih--”

��No, don’t say my name! He might hear you and then I’ll have to talk to him,” Jihoon whispered, jerking his head towards a bright yellow blur skipping to the back of the restaurant. “He’s one of my fans. He found out I worked at the cafe and now he keeps coming in to talk to about how sad his sex life is.”

Joohyun pursed her lips and peeked a glance over. He had joined the table of rowdy boys. “Hmm, maybe I should say hi... he seems like a potential Miss Soju reader.”

“Just pay the check already, woman!”

The new interns at The Front were not the only students sporting hangovers that day. This can only be expected of the second week back at MU. Sunday night had been the explosive finale of a full week of department welcome parties, happy reunions, and lots and lots of alcohol. Some of the incoming freshmen were convinced that Mansae University was not actually a school, but a training ground for surviving as many shots of soju as physically possible. That is until they woke up on Monday morning and still had to drag themselves to their 9AM’s, suddenly faced with the reality of what college really was: an endless cycle of perpetual hangovers and school work that’s due way too soon.

This was all good news for the new ramen shop on campus, which had been serving the hoards of hungover zombies since 10AM. Vernon, who was in great pain from the night before, had been ambushed by his roommate after his morning class. He was brought to the restaurant under the pretense of curing his woes with a bowl of warm soup and noodles. When he caught sight of a man in red waiting for them at a back table though, he immediately knew what was actually coming.

“Hello Vernonnie,” Seungcheol greeted him with a sly smile. “Care to take a seat next to me?”

“Uh, not really,” Vernon mumbled, but he sat down anyway. He scrunched his nose at his roommate as the boy slumped into the seat in front of him. “Traitor.”

“Sorry babe, Seungcheol hyung promised me free lunch. Also, you’re one to talk, after you abandoned me to fend for myself last night--! Ugh,” his roommate, Seungkwan, clutched at his head, where a rusty hammer persistently tapped away at his temple. “Hyung, why did you do this to me? My face is gonna be bloated for the rest of the week. I have an audition in two days, you know!”

“Hey, I did ask you if you were sure you wanted-- what was that you ordered? Oh yeah-- ‘the strongest drink that is legal to serve in South Korea’!” Seungcheol said, his eyes wide. As he got more defensive, he began to point his finger excessively at Seungkwan. “And what was it all for? To impress your new crush?”

“I am way too hungover to get lectured by a couple of hypocrites,” Seungkwan grumbled. “I was trying to get some inspiration, you know, a drunken spark of genius! How else am I supposed to figure out how to confess to them?”

“Okay, I wasn’t actually asking,” Seungcheol ignored Seungkwan’s offended gasp in favor of turning his attention to a fidgeting Vernon. His cherry red lips now returned to its wide grin. “I am here to discuss where our dearest Vernon went off to last night.”

“Um.” Vernon answered with a nervous smile. “I just went home early--”

“Bullshit!” Seungkwan looked absolutely scandalized. “It wasn’t enough to abandon me, so now you’re lying too? I don’t know if I can take much more of this!”

Vernon had only officially known Seungkwan for two whole weeks, but with the way the two had been inseparable since move-in day, everyone at the freshmen dorms had assumed that they had known each other for years and years. He knew that someone like Boo Seungkwan was a rare find as far as random dorm assignments went, and that not everyone was so lucky to have a roommate that reminds them to eat real food once in a while or a friend who’s willing to take care of them when they get their first real hangover. Just for that day alone, Vernon knew that Seungkwan deserved to know where he went. Plus he shared a room with him, so it’s not like he could hide anything anyway.

Seungcheol shook his head and slung an arm around Vernon’s shoulder. His grip wasn’t tight but firm enough that Vernon knew he was trapped there until he confessed the truth. “Look, I don’t need any details! I just wanted to make sure that you’re staying safe and all that junk. Also, I would like to know what base you got to.” He erupted into a fit of giggles, but soon cleared his throat to return to his investigation. “Really though, tell us what happened.”

It wasn’t like Vernon didn’t want to tell Seungcheol either. Vernon’s and Seungcheol’s families had known each other since the two boys were in middle and high school, and when he found out that Seungcheol would be a senior at Mansae University that year, he felt some of his nerves ease up about moving out. Seungcheol had always been like an older brother to him, and was always there when he needed his help in high school. He trusted him!

That’s probably why he subconsciously blamed Seungcheol for the pain he was going through at the moment. When the upperclassman had offered to sneak Vernon and Seungkwan into a party at the karaoke bar that he bartended at, the two freshmen all too eagerly accepted without thinking of any consequences. They had received no pointers, no words of caution. How were they supposed to know that bar parties were completely different from welcome dinners? And how was Seungkwan supposed to know that downing so many cocktails within the hour wasn’t a good idea? Most importantly, how was Vernon supposed to know that he would meet someone like her there? Vernon groaned into his hands as he could no longer resist the flood of memories from the night before, and leaned into Seungcheol’s shoulder as he tried to recoil from his past self. “Hyung, it hurts too much to say out loud.”

“It’s okay buddy, take your time,” Seungcheol patted his head gently and called the tall server over. Vernon continued to let out unintelligible noises of regret while the senior ordered bowls for all three of them. “How are you even hungover right now? I only remember giving you one drink last night before you went off with--”

“I’m not hungover.”

“Oh. Then what are you?”

“An idiot,” Vernon mumbled through his fingers. “A big, cringy idiot.”

Seungkwan raised his hand, looking frantically between the two boys. “Excuse me? Did I miss the reading homework? Went off with who? Last night? What? How drunk was I?!”

“Very drunk, but that’s not why you didn’t notice Vernon’s new friend. You were a little occupied with your own conquest,” Seungcheol stage-whispered from across the table. “Honestly, you two are wild. It’s only two weeks into fall semester and you’re already out here simping.”

“Um, and? I saw you making googly eyes at several ladies last night!” The higher Seungkwan’s voice rose, the harder the rusty hammer banged inside his head. “Ow.”

“Those were just my friends who happened to be ladies! Sorry that my eyes are just naturally soft and alluring,” Seungcheol said, batting his long, dark lashes at the boy. “What were her eyes like, Vernon? I only noticed that she had a nose ring. Couldn’t really see her properly while you two were ‘talking’ in the corner...”

“The corner! A nose ring!” Seungkwan repeated and clutched at his chest. “Tell me more.”

“We were just talking!” Vernon finally spoke, his face stuck in an embarrassed grimace. “There’s not really much more to tell. I just know that she’s the coolest girl I’ve ever met and I’ll never meet anyone like her again.”

“What! You two were talking for like two hours! And I saw you leaving with her!” Seungcheol said a little too loudly for Vernon’s liking. The server gingerly approached their table with their orders, setting the bowls down as quickly as possible before rushing away. Vernon noted to give him a big tip when they left. “Don’t tell us that’s all.”

“I just dropped her off at her apartment and went back to the dorms,” Vernon confirmed to Seungcheol’s horror. “I really didn’t want it to be just last night.”

“So... you asked her out?”

“No.”

“You got her number?”

“No.”

“Her Instagram? Her Twitter? Her student ID number? Do you even know her name?”

“I already said I was an idiot,” Vernon whined. “This is exactly why I didn’t want to talk about it. But yes, I did at least get her name.”

It was the only thing he could think of since he woke up. She was the only thing he could think of since he woke up. The way her eyes had lit up while they talked about her major. The way her lips had curved into a clever smile when she told a joke. The way her small hand had fit in his as they walked to her apartment. Then, he would remember how he completely fucked it all up before he started, and his headache would return full-force.

“Dude.” Seungcheol fixed him with a stern stare, but it was kind of hard to take him seriously when his mouth was full of noodles. “Have you never asked a girl out before?”

“You know I have! I don’t know what happened either, okay? I guess I just froze up when she looked at me… then I just went home after telling her good night.”

Seungcheol feigned a gag. “Gross. I was joking earlier, but you’re an actual simp. Hate to break it to you like this.”

“I think it’s sweet,” Seungkwan piped up from where he comfortably rested his head on the table.

“That’s nice, Seungkwan, but ‘sweet’ isn’t gonna get either of you laid,” Seungcheol chuckled. “Vernon, your girl was clearly waiting for you to make the next move. Trust me, girls don’t just ask anyone to walk them home.”

“I didn’t want to look like a creep!” Vernon sullenly stared down at his untouched bowl of noodles. “What am I supposed to do now, hyung?”

“Yeah, lend us your wisdom, O Alluring One,” Seungkwan chanted. “You clearly have plenty of experience from the past three years.

“Like I said, I just have a lot of friends,” Seungcheol shrugged, then suddenly checked the time on his phone. “Oh shit-- speaking of friends, I have to meet one for a study session at her apartment in 15 minutes.”

“Sounds nasty.”

“Your mom’s nasty,” Seungcheol retorted with a provocative smile. “Get your mind out of the gutter, Boo! Then maybe you’d be able to think of how to confess.”

“Uncalled for!”

He placed several bills on the table and checked his phone again. “This should be enough to cover lunch, kiddos. I wish I could help you two, but I’m booked for the rest of the day. And the week.”

“But what if I meet her again?” Vernon asked desperately.

“Then text me! I might not reply right away though. I’ve got two classes later and then I have dinner plans--”

“Another girl I presume--”

“Shut up! I also have to go to the gym before doing… uh, doing a thing. And then I have a shift at 24H.” Seungcheol stood up and looked at the distressed boys before him, his soft eyes more affectionate than alluring. Was he like this as a freshman? He reached over to ruffle the freshmans' heads. “You two should probably leave soon, too. I’ll see y’all later!”

And just like that, Seungcheol was gone, and Vernon was once again left without any advice from the senior. Vernon was never one for dramatics, but his personal failures felt like a gray cloud of shame hanging over him. He began to worry that he was just gonna have to live like this forever, because nothing in the world was bright enough to break through his doom and gloom (well, her smile probably could, but Vernon was never going to see that again). The fact that Seungkwan seemed like he was about to Train to Busan his ass any minute now didn’t really lift his spirits either.

Lucky for him, the universe was not going to let him give up so easily. At that moment, a boy with glaringly yellow hair and a heavy camera on his shoulder bursted through the entrance. His smile brightened when he spotted the two boys in the back and he didn’t hesitate to bound towards them, skipping right past the server welcoming him in. “Seungkwan! I knew I’d find you here.”

“Dearest Vernon, it seems we have been joined by the lovely Soonyoung hyung. Perhaps he might know the medicine we require to ease our ailments in love,” Seungkwan suddenly stood up, all signs of his hangover expertly hidden. He smiled directly into the camera lens. “Hyung, would you kindly share your wisdom with us lowly freshmen? Pray tell, how does one woo the object of their affection?”

Vernon, who was well-acquainted with Seungkwan’s antics by then, watched on in silent amusement. If anything could distract him from his internal turmoil for a moment, it was Seungkwan; even if he was just spewing nonsense. What really made him crack up though, was the way Soonyoung (that was his name, right?) was clearly trying very hard to suppress his giggles. “Um,” Soonyoung managed to cut in breathlessly. “You know I’m not rolling, right? Also, I didn’t understand any of the words that just left your mouth, but it definitely felt like you were putting some sort of ancient curse on me. Hi, I’m Soonyoung by the way!”

Vernon introduced himself and shook Soonyoung’s hand. Seungkwan could only sigh in exasperation at Soonyoung’s lack of culture (not that he was surprised of course). The boy apparently thought it was a good fashion choice to leave his apartment wearing a tiger print button-up. “I was asking if you could help us out with confessing to our crushes,” Seungkwan said with a roll of his eyes.

“Ohh, that’s what you said!” Soonyoung laughed until he was keeled over, clutching his stomach. Vernon and Seungkwan could only watch him with great expectation. When the boy finally caught his breath and wiped the sweat from his brow, he gave the boys a very serious look. “Yeah, I haven’t gotten any since January. So you should probably ask someone else.”

This also did not surprise Seungkwan.

“Excuse me?” The tall server approached them again, clearly giving them his best ‘I hate working in retail’ smile. “If y’all are done eating, could you please leave? You’re disturbing the other customers.”

“I’m eating, I’m eating!” Soonyoung smiled until his cheeks reached his eyes, a power move that he saves for occasions where he found himself in trouble, which happened more often than he’d care to admit. Once the server let them be, muttering something about not getting paid enough, Soonyoung turned his killing smile onto the two boys. “Can I have some of this? I can Venmo y’all later, I’m pretty broke right now.”

Vernon pushed his uneaten ramen towards Soonyoung, who looked at him as if he was the sun itself. The boy carefully set down his film camera and immediately began slurping away. Vernon nodded his head towards the contraption and asked why he was carrying it around.

“Oh, I rented it before coming to find Seungkwan. I’m thinking about making him the subject of my film project this semester, since the theater program is pretty buzzed that he’s joining this year!” Soonyoung patted the camera affectionately.

“‘Thinking about?’ I thought I was your final choice!” Seungkwan blurted. The ramen he had for lunch seemed to have finally restored some of his strength, because he no longer clutched at his temple when his voice rose.

“I said ‘most likely’ choice! I just want to keep my options open,” Soonyoung responded with great care. He didn’t want to hurt Seungkwan’s feelings, but he was definitely re-evaluating alternate subjects at the moment. “It’s only the second week!”

“This is why you’re single,” the theater major said in a huff. “Lack of commitment!”

“Hey! I am perfectly capable of commitment. It’s the girls that don’t want to commit, ” Soonyoung said in a small voice, and looked off into the distance wistfully. “I really hope Woozi does put out a new song tonight. Maybe he’ll tweet something soon.”

“Woozi? Who’s that?” Vernon asked. At this point, he was just looking for anything that would fend off his memories, which lingered at the edges of his mind and waited for moments of silence to bring him another fresh glass of cringe. He was pretty sure that he had experienced well above the recommended daily serving.

“Oh, he’s a Twitch streamer from MU! I was actually gonna say if you two are really struggling in the love department, you should definitely check out his stream tonight.” Soonyoung nearly wiggled with enthusiasm. “He usually promotes songs from artists around the area, but his self-composed songs are my personal favorites. They’ve been what’s getting me through this dry spell, honestly.”

“Oh, that sounds pretty cool.” It sounded like it was right up Vernon’s alley, actually.

Soonyoung nodded. “You listen to them and you just feel hopeful to find the kind of love he sings about. I’ll send you the link later!”

“Underground artists? No thanks, I think I’ll stick to Eva Noblezada,” Seungkwan scoffed. “I don’t really think a stranger can help me with my problems. They don’t even know me.”

“Oh come on, Kwan. Let’s just give it a shot!”

Even after all his grumbling, Seungkwan still sat beside Vernon at one of the desks in their dorm later that night. They had opened the link Soonyoung had sent them, and munched on some snacks while they waited for the stream to start up. Vernon waited with baited breath for his distraction to begin; he had spent most of the day attempting to wall off any thoughts of her or last night, but it was kind of difficult to think of anything else when all of his professors only droned on and on about quizzes and homework.

When a boy with fair skin and burgundy hair came into frame, he nearly sighed in relief. The streamer appeared to be sitting in a small, dark office only illuminated by his computer screen and several pink neon signs that hung on the walls. Vernon could recognize the faint outlines of several guitars and a keyboard behind him. The boy clicked around for a while as more people joined the stream before finally waving into the camera.

“Hi guys, welcome in! Thanks for joining Woozi’s Universe. If you’re new here, I’m Woozi and I like to write songs sometimes. If you’re an old subscriber, I’m really sorry for the long wait. I’ve been working on a lot of projects, doing some collabs - I’ll actually be releasing one of those collabs tonight and I’m really excited for you guys to hear it. If you have any new songs you want to listen to together, go ahead and leave them in the chat!”

As soon as the stream started flowing, Vernon immediately knew why Soonyoung gave Woozi such rave reviews. The guy just had good vibes and he definitely knew his music. Vernon was hooked. Even Seungkwan, try as he might to look disinterested, couldn’t help bopping his head occasionally.

“Thanks for the subscription @chweinggum! You just helped me reach my tenth new sub for tonight, and you guys know what that means. Time for the new song! It was really fun to write this with my collaborator, so we really hope you like it!”

After spending the past hour just vibing in Woozi’s Universe, discovering new songs and artists, Vernon had really hyped himself up to hear the streamer’s personal work. If Soonyoung’s words were true, this would be the song that would truly heal his heartache, the song that would push him to forget about the whole ordeal. He listened in anticipation as pleasant harmonies played through his laptop speakers. But as the song progressed, Vernon did not quite feel the reprieve he was hoping for. In fact, he was kind of taken aback. The lyrics… felt like they told his story. Maybe not word for word, but enough to make Vernon stare at the laptop screen with his mouth open. What kind of hocus pocus, That’s So Raven, mind reading shit was this? The song broke down the walls he had tried to build throughout the day and left him vulnerable to its strangely upbeat and energetic tune.

He had to admit that he didn’t hate it. The cringe from his own actions did not disappear, but the song helped him focus more on the moments that made his heart flutter, the moments that incited those pesky butterflies in his stomach. They were the moments that made him so hard on himself in the first place and the reasons why it hurt so much that he messed up. She had made him feel seen. She had done everything right. And all he wanted to do was to show her that he saw her too. He just had to figure out how.

Woozi clapped his hands loudly when the song came to an end, bringing Vernon out of his deep reverie. “And that was Pretty U by yours truly! I collaborated on it with an artist who doesn’t want to be named as of now, so I’ll just say it was great to work with such a talented person and I hope to work with them again soon! Anyway, we know the lyrics are pretty cheesy, but let’s just say it’s based on a juvenile romance! I tried capturing that giddy feeling of liking someone and wanting to tell them pretty words but losing confidence at the last second. I’m sure we’ve all been there before.”

Vernon sat up, nodding his head as if Woozi could see him. After his song scanned his soul like that, Vernon figured it wasn’t impossible.

“I know that some of my subscribers listen to me because they go through these kinds of hardships. But I wanted to say that my songs can’t fix everything. Even I go through it sometimes and I need someone to lean on. There’s actually a new thing I just found out about from a friend - ‘Dear Miss Soju’. It’s a column that they’re gonna start publishing on The Front’s website, and you can anonymously write in all your burning questions about love, relationships, or sex. So if you’re having a hard time confessing like in this song, just know that there’s someone out there to help you out!

“Since you’ll be anonymous, you can write about your heart’s deepest desires, even if it’s a little freaky. Yes, I’m talking to you, user @callmesoon, please stop trying to tell me about your sex life. Anyway, I’ll put the email in the description for anyone that’s interested!” Woozi paused to laugh at several of the comments. “No guys, The Front does not sponsor me. But I can tell you about a company that does sponsor me. Hello Fresh--”

Seungkwan closed the laptop and sighed. “Well, that didn’t help me at all. Soonyoung hyung said this Woozi guy was gonna make me feel better, but now he’s just telling us to spilll all our secrets to some other stranger. What a scam! Right, Vernon? Vernon?”

By the time Seungkwan turned to look at his friend, Vernon was already writing his second draft for his email. The boy sighed again. Maybe he could give it a shot.

The next morning, Joohyun opened up her laptop to find thirteen emails in her inbox. She smiled.

Now she could get to work.

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dreamescapeswriting · 3 years ago

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good evening vita mia~ 🐞💌🌠 i apologize for how late i'm sending this!! this day has been extremely long and tiring for me!! ah,, i hope you are well and were able to relax a bit my dear! (yes, even if it means laying around or doing nothing 😊)(1/6)

"i saw the lovely fantasy au writing that gundhanon did,, it was absolutely adorable!! i love the alternate name for the clown army,, chaos clan sounds so interesting!!! and not to mention i love the fact that you are the goddess of the unthinkable,, i think it flatters you perfectly 💕 gundhanon my dear, do not doubt your writing skills!! i really enjoyed reading through it, thank you for all of that work of yours, it's very kind of you 💓 (2/6)

and those suggested wedding ideas?? absolutely wonderful! i think they are simply brilliant!! the menu sounds delectable, i'm all for it! ✨ anyway, today was another work-without-breaks day,, seeing as many tasks had to be finished.. i wish i wasn't relied on so much so then i could rest more!! i think tomorrow i'll try asking for a rest day,, i do need to take a breather after all! ahhh what i would give for a day of relaxation, hopefully we can both get that soon! (3/6)

(and we'll need to have a resting day irl when we meet!😉) a friend is over for the night too, so that meant extra cooking and the job of being an attentive hostess,, my parents are very rigorous with that, which warrants it to get quite tiring!! i did end up getting some down time later im the evening, which my friend decided to spend by making me watch horror movies... let's just say i'm losing lots of sleep tonight hehe,, (4/6)

the worst part is that she specifically picked more disturbing/mature movies, so most of the time i was hiding under a blanket!! i think people tend to underestimate my skittishness until they watch scary media with me,,, they call it cute but i call it embarrassing!! oh my, well at least i'll make up for it when my narcoleptic sleepiness kicks in ahahaha,, (but i bet i'd feel safe if i ended up watching horror with you~😘) (5/6)

oh madonna,, it's 04:08 as i finish this, i think that means it's time to wind down!! goodnight love, rest easy for me! 💗 - love from the moon and stars, your waifu xoxo 💘💞💘💞💘💞💘💞💘💞 ps: i find it charming that whenever there's mentions of people bothering me, your automatic response is "time to track them down" hehehe, it's hilariously cute 💖 (6/6)"

Fr yall finna takin a day off soon like...i couldnt even imagine constantly doing all of this work around the house over and over on a daily basis smh but ah yes....h o r r o r m o v i e s djdhdjd ngl i would totally tease u if we were to watch some together (u know me dear🤪🤪😳😳) cuz it IS cute how u get so scared but h e y who knows maybe u wont be as scared once we watch it together....u n l e s s

Our wedding is surely going to be full of lots of [REDACTED] and if kirp ends up attending he'll sing baka mitai for us😳😳😳😳 also i must say i think being the embodiment of goddamn loki aint too charming at all since im a chaotic ass but the fact that someone like u says it is?? W I L D H R U H

#darling....always comin for my wig😞😞#the confessional

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mamaladykt · 5 years ago

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Quarantine Q&A

I was tagged by @queenrisa14 which whaaaaaaa!? God when will the Sally Fields "they like me!!!" feeling go away when ever I am tagged in anything? Does it ever? I'm always stunned people are aware of my existence. Thanks girl! Anywho!

Are you staying home from work/school?

Soooooooo, about this. Hehehe. I was working. I was considered essential. To the point that my 4 day a week job turning into 7 days a week, 12 hours a day for TWENTY days straight. It took a toll. On me and my kids. So, because my kids are now out of school for the rest of the school year, my schedule not allowing for any flexibility or a leave of absence, I put in notice last week and my last day was Monday night. I felt really good about it, felt free, came home tuesday morning and filed for unemployment on grounds of childcare needs (which was immediately flagged 🙄😭) and slept. Today was a new day, started cleaning my house for the first time in over a month...... and it went down hill from there. Horrendous night and not feeling great about the uphill battle that will be getting my kids (and husband) back on track. TL;DR yes I'm home, it's a mess.

If you're staying home, who's with you?

That would be my 5 children, my oldest daughter is 11 (dear God tween hormones are no joke!) and my 4 sons, who are 9, 7, 5, and 3. My husband is still working and I miss him during the day and wanted to boot him out tonight. Sigh.

Are you a homebody?

Yes!!! I'm an introvert. If I was well and truly alone, I would never need to leave my house. I have no issues with the idea of ordering groceries online, I just ordered my first ever iPad online and I'm trying to navigate buying glasses and contacts online (PM me with links of websites if you've done this and had a good experience). I just need Amazon to get their shit together and ship my stuff! This isn't the 90's it doesn't need to take a month to get me something. Gah! Also, if I could figure out how to get my ADHD diagnosis from home via telemedicine that would be greeeeeeeeat. Seriously never want to leave my house again.

What movies have you watched recently?

Hahahahahaha!!!!!!! Omg you think I watch movies... That's adorable. Yea, noooo. The last movie I watched was Frozen 2 when it hit Disney+ a month ago. I am, however trying to gear myself up emotionally for watching Avengers Infinity War and Endgame this Sunday. It's been a year..... I'm still not ok. And I haven't watched since that fateful day in the theaters. No seriously, I cried last night just hearing the opening notes to the IW TRAILER! The trailer y'all. "There was an idea....." 😭😭 Ugly sob.

Shows?

Umm, I was watching Outlander at work. I binge watched the first four seasons in like a month back in January. Couldn't wait for season 5 and lost all steam once it started. I dunno. I think it's the Brianna story line. Other than that I honestly throw on Downton Abbey or Victoria again when I need something to watch. (can you tell I have a thing for accents...) I'd love to binge watch in order from the beginning The Big Bang Theory! If anyone knows where I can get the series to stream, let me know. I've watched it out of order for years and years and love it so much but seeing it start to finish sounds like a perfect quarantine activity.

What event was cancelled that you were looking forward to?

My kids going to school on a daily basis?? Lol. No, you know what's funny. I've never gone, didn't have plans to go, but I actually shed a tear when they cancelled Comic Con 2020 in San Diego. I was hoping to go next year so it was a mix of disappointment over not streaming this year's panels/the historical significance of there not being one and feeling like next year is now unattainable because all the 2020 ticket holders will get that one? It's weird and all hypothetical and stupid. Honestly I'm a mom and I don't get to do anything. The most exciting thing on my "to-do" list that was postponed was the Black Widow movie. I have waiting 10 goddamn years for my girl to get a solo movie! TEN YEARS!!!! I needed this to distract from the 1 year anniversary of losing Tony Stark Endgame. Gah. I'm also holding my breath that Sailor Moon Crystal the movie doesnt get postponed from September to God knows when. And my October trip to Orlando for Girl Scouts USA Convention isn't canceled. I'm going to Disney World!! If Florida isn't stup.... Yea ok. 😑😒😞

What Music are you listening to?

My Seiya playlist. I have a playlist of music that I think Seiya would sing. Cuz I love him and he's cheeky and in my head he's a weird mix of Adam Levine and Brendon Urie and that's what the playlist is full of. And this one song by Dermot Kennedy called Outnumbered that is just, IMO Seiya's parting words to Usagi. That and I'm kind of obsessed with Dance Monkey by Tones and I.

What are you reading?

Other than articles about the CARES act regarding unemployment benefits, reviews of cases and accessories for my new iPad Pro (it's the 12.9 and I had no idea I bought the big one and that it's basically a touch screen iMac and I'm overwhelmed with trying to find something to protect it from my children....) or homeschool tips and tricks for kids with autism.......

So help me God, I am reading The Unintentional Seduction of Chiba Mamoru if it freaking kills me. It's been on my to-read list for freaking ever and I am dying that I haven't read it yet. And kind of hating myself. Come on KT, get your ish together sis!!! I'm sorry @floraone !!

What are you doing for self-care?

I quit my job for one. That was the ultimate self-care move. That and for my kids.

Also, Online shopping? I have purchased things for myself that I have never done before. Makeup which is so fun. Like I bought the whole Sailor Moon makeup collection from Colour Pop. I got my first Morphe palette. And big girl concealer from Tarte. Yaaaaas! My iPad and all the pink accessories I can find. A pink throw blanket because my kids have a million blankets but we have no throw blankets for the couch. What the hell? And my favorite thing, I bought a bunch of stuff from teepublic with my profile picture on it from the artist @briannacherrygarcia (seriously her work is amazing! Go check her out, I can't get enough) that created it. I mean, how cool is that. I'm usually too poor to support the content creators for which I am so grateful for. After working three 84hr weeks, I figured I deserved to splurge on something that wasn't in anyway shape or form a need. A pure joyful want. Cant be excused as anything else. It felt so good. I got stickers and an art print and a coffee mug (because coffee mugs are my favorite thing and I somehow do not have enough of them so if anyone wants to send me pretty coffee mugs!) And a hoodie!! I'm so excited.

That last question is amazing. I was feeling so down and overwhelmed by just how bad my home and everyone in it was doing after I was working so much. I am not exaggerating saying it going to take weeks to put this back together and help my kids get used to having rules and structure again. Because it wasn't gonna be a quick fix I was hating life. But listing all the ways that I managed to take care of me, something I never do, because that's what I needed the last month to literally survive, reminded me that I am in a good place and that I have time now to get this done. It took a month to get to this level of chaos it only stands to reason that it's probably gonna take a month to put it back. And shit it's not like we're going anywhere. What's the rush? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Thanks @queenrisa14 for this! This was great and fun and so needed for my psyche. I tag anyone on my follows list who hasn't done this. Do it and say I tagged you.

MamaLK says take care of you and the rest will fall into place! 😘

#quarantine activities #self care #we got this #tagged

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jason-todd-deserved-better · 6 years ago

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Illyrian Fae AU - Damian Wayne x Reader Headcanon

Summary: Most humans should be indoors before the sun sets, but you, on the other hand, get held up at work. Will you make it safely back home or does certain doom come into your future.

A/N: Hello hello hello, it’s been a good minute since I’ve done a headcanon let alone actually post anything in over a month. Hehehe... I’m sorry. I’ve been working on other stories, one you guys have been asking me to post for the past six months. ( It’s Tim’s version of WttDCU, I swear I haven’t abandoned it, just that story I’m doing a little differently, and it keeps getting longer the more I try, so maybe I’ll make it two parts? Maybe 3? IDK perhaps longer?) But anyway I’ve been mulling this idea over in my head the past few months, and so I’m doing another series, but this time the boys are all different mythical creatures. Plus if you’ve read A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, then you’d know this is where I got the idea to make Damian a fae with bat wings. I’m very cheesy. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy and let me know what you guys think! Love Y'all! Also, I don’t think this needs to be said but I’m doing so anyway, this is an Older Damian Wayne.

Most days you can make it home with enough time to make sure that there was still sunlight outside so you would have enough time to buy groceries if you wanted and make it back in relative safety before things got bad.

Tonight was not one of those nights.

Plus you needed to get a bag of dog food because you ran out the night before and you didn’t have anything else for the big German Shepherd that is probably snoozing on the couch at this very moment.

You had got out of work fairly late today, but the sun was still out, so you prayed to the gods that you’d make home before any creature, beast or ill-intended human, were out and about.

But as you walked outside the doors, plastic bags of groceries hanging in each of your hands, the pink and now mostly purple hues of dusk were there to welcome you.

Cursing under your breath, you now wished you had gone to the apartment and brought along Ember with you, he’d be able to ward off any unwanted attention.

Sadly, you didn’t have your dog, and you had to take the walk home alone.

Oh how you wished you just went home, you thought.

Walking along the sidewalk, you watched the sunset, your pace along with your pulse hurrying the more it fell in the sky.

You weren’t fast enough.

You were a mere few feet away from your apartment complexes entrance before you were pulled into the dark alleyway, head banging against the brick wall you were pushed up against.

Too stunned to move you felt your assailant’s body press you up on the wall, breathing along your neck.

A vampire, you thought, your fight or flight response flaring up as you now struggle as hard as you could.

Which did absolutely nothing to release you from his grip.

”No use fighting, Little Morsel,” The male takes a good whiff of your neck, opening his mouth to reveal his pointed fangs. “I’m starving.”

Just as you thought that he was going to stick his teeth into you, a force pulled off the vampire and without anything now holding you up, you slid down the wall watching the scene in front of you with shocked eyes.

The vampire was now aggressively fighting against your rescuer, but he was no match for the sheer power he was up against.

The fight was too fast for your human eyes, other than a few glimpses of the two going across the whole alleyway.

And as fast as it started, it ended with the now limp body of the vampire being haphazardly thrown away from your rescuer, a piece of wood from a crate at the dead end of the alleyway poking out of his chest.

The male's back was facing you, looking at the body of the vampire.

But your eyes weren’t looking at that, but the large memberous black wings of a bat that were folded neatly to his back in the tight alleyway, but they trailed upward, your mind going a mile a minute as you saw his pointed ears.

Fae. Illyrian.

Strong by blood and warrior by culture and species, oh man what did you get yourself into?

Usually, they’d stay as far away from humans as possible. Why the hell did he help you?

Slowly pushing yourself up on the wall, you were about to high-tail it out of there, but then you see a large gash on his leg.

And you hesitate.

Oh, you were going to regret this.

”H-Hey, are you okay?”

Turning his head slightly his electric green eyes give you an odd look.

”Shouldn’t you be running home now, girl?” His face held a deadpan expression.

”You’re the one bleeding here, not me,” You said, a slight bite sneaking into your voice.

”And you’re a walking blood bag out in the open at night.”

This male has got to be joking.

”Dude, you are literally bleeding,” You motion to his leg with your hand, “I know that the Vamps don’t like the taste of Fae, but the starving ones will eat just about anything,”

He turned around, his mouth opening to say something else but he stumbles slightly as he uses his injured leg.

He catches himself on the wall, cursing under his breath.

Sighing, you slowly step closer, “Look, my apartment is the next building, I got a first-aid kit that you could use.”

”Why.” Was his emotionless response.

You could feel your eye twitch, “Because you are bleeding out in the open, Vampire Chow.”

He lets out an amused chuckle, ”Heh, look at who is talking, human.”

So this is how you end up helping a 200 something pound mass of muscle and wings, up the staircase and into your apartment.

Ember was shocked and terrified of the Illyrian Fae that was now taking his spot on the couch.

You had left to find the kit in your bathroom, and when you came back to the living room, where you found them in the same place you had left them, staring each other down,

There was a lot of malice coming from Ember’s end.

None was coming from the Fae’s, just a hint of confusion as he sat with his wings hanging off the back of the couch.

Geez, he was huge.

”He’s just protective,” You say, putting the supplies on the couch next to him, “Most of the time he’s a couch potato though,”

He lets out a grunt in understanding, so you take this time to get the wound cleaned out.

”Hey aren’t these things supposed to heal on their own though?” You say starting to disinfect the wound.

”Vampires have a venom that makes it harder for a wound to close,” His voice was condescending as if you should have known this by now.

”Huh,” Was all you responded, now putting an ointment that would close the wound in a couple of hours.

You have got to love a witches’ potion that helps instead of harm.

Once you finished wrapping up his wound, he didn’t stay long; he left saying that he would be fine since his wings were just fine.

He didn’t even say thank you.

But whatever, you just were ready to put this day behind you, grateful to be alive.

A couple of weeks pass, and unfortunately, you find yourself in the same predicament as you did before, stuck out in the night alone.

”You seriously are as stupid as you look.�� A voice says less than an inch from the back of your ear.

You let out an undignified yelp, turning around to face the smug look of the Illyrian’s face.

”D-Don’t do that!” You squeak.

”Well don’t be out at night, stupid human.”

Your eyes narrow, “FIrst off I ain’t stupid, I just have the worst luck ever, and what the hell are doing here dude?”

”Making sure you make it back in one piece, wouldn’t want Ember to be left alone.”

This took you off guard. “Okay Bats, my dog was giving you the stink eye the whole time you were there, why would you care?”

”There are only two truly innocent beings out there, animals and children. Last time I checked your dog counts as one,” Again he goes with the whole attitude bit

That left you speechless and motionless.

You only snapped back to reality when he grabbed you by the arm and started to drag you to your apartment.

”Yo, I don’t need you to walk me there!” You say, surprising yourself when you were able to pull yourself away.

He turned his head slightly, “Well I’m the best bet you got from the two humans waiting to mug you just around the next block.”

”Wait- How-”

”Fae ears, girl.”

”Of freaking course…”

So the two of you now set off towards the apartment, and when you pass the block, you see two men at the entrance of the alley, who back up once they see the Fae’s strong wings displayed defensively.

Rolling your eyes, you mutter, “Got to love Gotham…”

Bats’ only reaction was a smug half-smile that stayed on his face as he made sure you made it to the apartment safely.

This cycle continued every time you had to work late and weren’t able to make it home before the sunset.

Hell one time he just lifted you and flew you home.

You weren’t happy about it, and you might have given him a good kick in the stomach.

He was an ass for the rest of the night.

Though he never just up and carried you away, he learned his lesson.

But unfortunately, it was happening more often than you were leaving work late.

And he noticed.

”Seriously, why do you keep doing this to yourself, stupid human?” He questioned, clearly annoyed.

You groan in exasperation, “Can you stop calling me that?! I’ve got a name, and I don’t have a damn choice.”

”What do you mean you don’t have a choice,” He questions, pulling you to look at him. “And you’ve never have given me your name.”

”If I don’t do what I need to do then I get fired, do you know how hard I worked to get that job? Extremely!” You yell, yanking your arm from his grip and walking away from him, “Plus, you never gave me yours so why should I give you mine?”

You hear him growl behind you, walking to catch up.

”It’s Damian, are you happy now?” He said, standing in front of you.

You stop, looking into his fiery green eyes, not able to hold their gaze for long, the rest of the walk spent in silence until you make it to the door of your complex.

But before you do, he stops you by grabbing your wrist and with the other, he puts a card in it.

”Call this number, tell them that you’re looking for a position and that I recommended you to them.”

You stand there, looking at the card until you feel him pull him away, turning his back to leave.

”W-Wait, Damian!” You stutter, “It’s (Y/N),”

He turns around a surprised expression on his face until a small smile grows across his face as he extends his wings and with a powerful thrust, he’s gone.

The next day you call the number on the card, and before you knew it, you have a job interview.

A couple of days later you were now the new employee at Wayne Enterprises.

And while there was a lot of work, you were a lot better there than you were at your old job.

You would miss the nightly walks that you would have with Damian though, oddly enough.

But you didn't have to wait long before you saw him again.

This time though, he was knocking at your fire escape window a couple of hours after you got home.

Laughing slightly, you opened the window, “Guess you missed me, Dami,”

”You know what, I prefer Bats better.” He says, getting himself in.

”Too bad, this one has now stuck to you.” You joke.

Rolling his green eyes, you felt a sort of fondness from them.

”You look better by the way, less stressed,” He states plainly, sitting on your couch.

”Yeah, thanks for that by the way.” You say next to him, “You didn’t need to do that,”

”It’s safer for you.” He says plainly.

”Still, thank you, Damian.” You smile towards him, feeling at ease with him with you.

”It’s no problem, (Y/N).” When his eyes meet yours, you felt almost an electric charge by the way he was looking at you.

Then a question pops into your mind ”Oh by the way how did you-”

”That is for me to know and you to find out.”

Ugh, how you hate the whole mysterious and cryptic crap.

For the rest of the night, you guys talked, watched a movie and Damian even got to pet Ember for once.

But throughout the night he took glimpses of you, sometimes you’d catch him, but others you didn’t.

Oh if only you knew what was going on in his mind.

He left before dinner, said he had things to do before the night was done.

This was now the new tradition you guys had he’d come to your house and chill out, and then he’d leave before dinner.

Then came the day of the Wayne Gala that all the employees were invited to.

After your lunch break, you found a jewelry box on top of your desk.

Inside, you found a silver necklace with a silver chain and a pendant with a green stone in the center and surrounding it were clear crystals, making a circle around it.

Plus there was a matching pair of earrings.

And they looked like real diamonds and emeralds, but you were kind of too scared to think of them as real because who would give them to you????

Looking around there was no one else there as you were the first one there back from lunch, so you put it in your purse and got to work.

Anyway, the event was held every year at the Wayne manor, and you were nervous as you got ready for it.

Standing in front of your mirror, in a beautiful but simple black dress with the short sleeves hanging off your shoulders.

It was sexy but elegant, and something that you would typically not wear, but you were rocking it.

After putting on your makeup, you eye the jewelry box, debating on wearing them or not.

The next thing you knew, they were on you, and you were ready to go.

At the gala, you were talking to one of your coworkers, a Were who was a mother of two who took this opportunity to take a break from the kids when you felt an arm tap your shoulder.

Turning around, you see a man with bright blue eyes and a roguish smile, holding out his hand. “Would you care to dance?”

Before you could answer a no, you felt a muscled arm wrap itself around your waist possessively.

”No Jason, she wouldn’t,” Damian said, pulling you closer.

To your surprise, the man smiled knowingly and with a joking undertone said, “Oh man, Dami, look at you growing up.”

With a growl Damian walks the two of you away, his hold never faltering.

Okay, you were in need of answers, and now.

He must see it in your face because he stops you guys in an empty part of the manor.

”Okay, Damian talk.”

And to your surprise he does.

Turns out Damian is only half fae, his father is pure mortal, while his mother is Illyrian.

He has a crap ton of siblings, all of then a different species.

But the thing that freaked you out the most didn’t even come out of his mouth but from two spying brother’s who knew what Damian was avoiding trying to tell you.

”You guys are mates!” You hear a male voice say, then a clear “OW” right afterward.

Both yours and Damian's eyes widen, and you can physically see Damian pale in horror, which was a first for everyone in that room.

He wanted to tell you, but he didn’t think you’d want to be with him, at least like that.

He felt something the night he rescued you.

He grew suspicious of it when he’d grow protective while walking down the street.

And for awhile he knew that the connection between the two of you was there when you told him your name.

But the burden was his to bare if you didn’t accept it.

He just wanted to you to be happy, and if wasn’t with him then he’d find a way to live with it.

You were shocked, you had heard about how some faes had a connection snapped with a female, how they’d form a mental bond if they both accept each other as theirs.

But it made sense to you, it just felt right.

Damian didn’t speak much after that; you saw evident anger in his eyes that wasn’t directed at you but towards the voice around the corner. (It was Jason with Dick by the way.)

The two of you didn’t stay long after that.

You were about to order an Uber before Damian just lifted you off and flew you off to your apartment.

This time you didn’t kick him.

Again it was just an unsettling quiet between the two of you.

It was off-putting.

Once he landed on the fire escape, he let you down, but he wouldn’t meet your gaze.

”Damian…” You say, not knowing where to start.

”Look, if you don’t want anything to do with me like that,” He lets out a shaky breath, “Then I’ll leave you be,”

”But Damian-”

”I just want you to be happy (Y/N), even if it’s not with me-” He was interrupted by your hand on his cheek, pulling his face to look at yours.

”Damian, I want to be with you,” You state, caressing his cheek. “Come inside, I haven’t eaten anything all night, and I’m pretty sure you haven’t either.”

”(Y/N), you know what that means, right?”

Yep, you did, it means that you’d except the bond.

”I wouldn’t be offering if I didn’t.” You say, a smile growing on your face.

He kisses you, pouring his soul into it, and that night you guys finally became one.

#damian wayne x reader #damian wayne headcanon #damian wayne imagines #damian wayne imagine #Damian Wayne #robin #robin x reader #robin imagine #robin imagines #robin headcanon #dc #DC comics #dc comics imagine #au

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closetspngirl · 5 years ago

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I dare you.... ALL of them. Yeah... I said. All. Of. Them. hehehe

Just remember...you asked...

If anyone else is even remotely interested in reading some/any/all my answers to all 100 questions, see below. For the rest of you, I hope the keep reading tab works...

1: is there a boy/girl in your life? Yes

2: think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them? Not sure yet

3: what do you think of when you hear the word “meow?” A cat?

4: what’s something you really want right now? Well a couple things...pick a coast...

5: are you afraid of falling in love? Sort of. I’m currently watching it crumble before me...and I’m not sure I can do that to myself again.

6: do you like the beach? I love the beach!

7: have you ever slept on a couch with someone else? Yes

8: what’s the background on your cell? A black and white of Jensen playing the guitar. My lock screen is a digital painting of Genevieve’s Ruby.

9: name the last four beds you were sat on? Umm...huh? Mine, my coworkers...a family friend...and I guess my mom’s?

10: do you like your phone? I do.

11: honestly, are things going the way you planned? I mean...no? But they’re looking up.

12: who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts? One of the sales ladies at work.

13: would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler? Neither.

14: which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain? Probably emotional. I’m a total empath so I can be super sensitive.

15: would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum? Depends on what art exhibit is going on.

16: are you tired? Yes. I got 3.5 hours of sleep and this is your cruel way of keeping me awake for at least another hour. lol. It’s a good thing you’re cute.

17: how long have you known your 1st phone contact? As long as I’ve been at my current job, just over a year.

18: are they a relative? No.

19: would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? Fuck. No.

20: when did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with? Uhh...like 30 minutes ago (when was the kiss is a WHOLE other question)

21: if you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today? If I knew that that was it for either of us, yet.

22: would you kiss the last person you kissed again? I mean...maybe on the cheek in a ‘have a nice life’ kinda way

23: how many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? One

24: is there a certain quote you live by? Oh wow...there’s a few that I like but I’m horrible with recalling them.

25: what’s on your mind? a lot of things...

26: do you have any tattoos? I do, three, four is getting added hopefully this year, for sure next year (or it might be five at that point...)

27: what is your favorite color? Purple

28: next time you will kiss someone on the lips? August

29: who are you texting? Does tumblr messaging count? If so, you, and the person I’m texting

30: think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch? Yes

31: have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right? Yes

32: do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? Yes

33: do you think anyone has feelings for you? Yes

34: has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes? Yes

35: say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you? Hope she likes it...

36: were you single on valentines day? I mean...strictly speaking, no. Did I go out and do anything? No. I was working.

37: are you friends with the last person you kissed? Uhh...hard to answer.

38: what do your friends call you? By my name, or a few different nicknames

39: has anyone upset you in the last week? YES.

40: have you ever cried over a text? Yes. Both good and bad.

41: where’s your last bruise located? Oh goodness...uh...I think it’s the one on the side of my right knee

42: what is it from? Who the fuck knows...it just showed up one day.

43: last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad? Yesterday, day before that, Saturday, almost every day last week...

44: who was the last person you were on the phone with? Personal phone: R. Work phone: sales department.

45: do you have a favourite pair of shoes? My converse

46: do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day? I hate hats.

47: would you ever go bald if it was the style? Never

48: do you make supper for your family? I can, am able, rarely do.

49: does your bedroom have a door? Yes, thank god.

50: top 3 web-pages? Tumblr, IG and...my portfolio currently I guess since I’m trying to update it.

51: do you know anyone who hates shopping? Yeah...me. lol. Ok, not completely true. Clothes shopping is a huge hassle.

52: does anything on your body hurt? Yes. Head, neck, back, stomach, feet (gotta love a kitchen job)

53: are goodbyes hard for you? Depends on the goodbye, mostly yes

54: what was the last beverage you spilled on yourself? Uh...probably coffee

55: how is your hair? It’s fine, thanks for asking. HA!. j/k. It’s up in a messy bun and headband

56: what do you usually do first in the morning? Turn off my alarm, See who messaged me and get ready for work

57: do you think two people can last forever? I think it’s possible, as long as both people want it.

58: think back to january 2007, were you single? No

59: green or purple grapes? Green. Purple grapes are too sweet for me.

60: when’s the next time you will give someone a big hug? Probably...Friday when L is back at work. Otherwise, August.

61: do you wish you were somewhere else right now? Yes. Didn’t I already answer this? Pick a coast...I want to go there.

62: when will be the next time you text someone? Later tonight

63: where will you be 5 hours from now? In my bed. Asleep. So help me Chuck if I’m not.....

64: what were you doing at 8 this morning. Uhh...just waking up for the third time.

65: this time last year, can you remember who you liked? Other than Jensen/Jared/Dean/Sam? Uhh....Oh I guess I was crushing on B a little...but that ship has long sailed.

66: is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? Absolutely.

67: did you kiss or hug anyone today? I hugged L. I’m surprised he’s not tired of me yet. lol

68: what was your last thought before you went to bed last night? That I really need to be better at letting shit go.

69: have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? Yes.

70: how many windows are open on your computer? Windows? One. Tabs...? 10.

71: how many fingers do you have? 8 plus two thumbs.

72: what is your ringtone? Priceless by for KING & COUNTRY

73: how old will you be in 5 months? 31

74: where is your mum right now? South Dakota

75: why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love? A long list of really shitty reasons.

76: have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? No

77: are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago? Definitely

78: do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7? At 7? Let’s see...first grade...I don’t think I had a crush on anyone. I remember there was this kid Ben that I hated because he used to take my stuff all the time. OH!! There was this really cute blonde boy that I can’t think of his name right now. He was only there for that year and then left.

79: is there anyone you know with the name mike? Yes! My best friend’s dad. lol. He’s like my second father.

80: have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms? Umm...I mean technically speaking? Yes...the way I wanted it to be? No. It was more that I fell asleep with my head on them and then they nudged me off so they could roll over...

81: how many people have you liked in the past three months? HA! Well....B...R...J...three. I’ll go with three.

82: has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days? Yes

83: will you talk to the person you like tonight? Already am

84: you’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with? I wouldn’t do that, but if I was...probably my friend Carrie...

85: if your bf/gf was into drugs would you care? I mean...probably?

86: what was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie? Well...I can’t even remember the last movie I went to go see...I think it was maybe Brooklyn, with my mom. So not a lot other than watching the movie.

87: who was your last received call from? Work

88: if someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you? Only if it was already dead. Otherwise, no.

89: what is something you wish you had more of? energy...?

90: have you ever trusted someone too much? Yuuuuup.

91: do you sleep with your window open? When I can.

92: do you get along with girls? I do

93: are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth? Am I keeping a secret? Yes. Do they need to know? No.

94: does sex mean love? No

95: you’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? Uhh...it’d be boring AF

96: have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring? No

97: did you sleep alone this week? Yes. Have been for months now.

98: everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you? I’m working on it. I’d like to think so.

99: do you believe in love at first sight? umm...maybe? not entirely sure

100: who was the last person that you pinky promise? Oh lord...I don’t even remember. lol

Thanks for the challenge!!! xoxox

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restored2fight · 6 years ago

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Neon Rose's

Ruby's eyes opened to the sight of darkness something unfortunate that had become all to familiar to her for the past four months. She shifted gently on the couch being careful to only get up when she was able to accommodate her self to the pain that ripped threw her core. It had been 4 years since she began her new life as a solo huntress going from town to town city to city picking up the scraps left over from licensed hunters but she new in her own way She had been helping people. Since the battle of beacon five years back cinder and Salem had been driven back into the shadows somehow everyone managed to come out still alive but the grimm were still a daily threat praying on the weak something ruby could not let stand... well at least something she used to stand against she wasn't doing much of that these days. She began to shift and turn slightly shaking off the last of her sleep seeing which body parts would decide to respond to her this morning well afternoonish she had long since murdered her only alarm clock. Slowly she began to stand up hauling her injured body from the sofa and making the arduous journey to the bathroom so she could attempt her morning routine. Ruby could recall the final moment of the fight something she had gone threw a million times criticizing ever thing she did ever mistake ever strike hating herself for failing to be properly prepared for the demon she faced. Making her way from the bathroom she slowly shuffled her way to the other side of the living room when suddenly. !*Bang*! Ruby: "owww fu****" Catching herself before she spit out the word hearing yang scolding in the back of her mind. Yang..... she wondered how her sister had been these past years and blake even Weiss.... suddenly a loud banging at the door pulled her back to reality. With a almost hushed tone ruby called out. Ruby: "hello who's there" Dave: " it me miss rose I have your weekly supplies" Ruby: " oh just a second I'm trying to make my way to the door" From out outside Dave could hear banging and a few almost swears coming from inside until the loud click of the bolt in the door snapped him to attention. Ruby: "hey Dave I would say it's nice to see you again but..." Dave: "good to hear your sense of humor is still intact" Ruby: "it's about the only thing" The larger older man slowly mad his way into the house resting his hand on Ruby's back leading her to safe harbor on a nearby chair before going over the contents of this week's supplies. Usually the town would send up supplies to the house she was given after defeating the grimm that terrorized the local community and farms nearby. This week supplies consisted of clean clothes, towels, fresh bedding, food, various movies and music so ruby didn't completely lose her mind to her constant self deprecating thoughts. Dave: "all the meals have been prepared for you so you shouldn't have any troubles just throw them in the microwave and ready to eat. Also your lady supplies and fresh underwear are in the small bag. Ruby: " thank you Dave I'm really surprised the town still wants me to stay let alone giving me this house it's not like I can even protect you anymore I'm useless" Dave: " miss rose you save us. That wyvern would have killed everyone if you hadn't stopped it give yourself as little credit this town owes you everything there's no reason we wouldn't want you to stay here." Ruby: " dave people died I wasn't fast enough I wasn't prepared if I had just know it was a wyvern I could have saved more people I could have save myself...." Dave: " ruby I don't think I have ever heard of a huntress anywhere in remnant that has taken a wyvern down single handedly I would give yourself more credit" Ruby: "it was a tiny wyvern my sister could have destroyed it with a few blows." Dave: " it was big enough to kill seven well armed men and three farms" Dave could see ruby disappear inside herself undoubtedly judging everything she had done to this point. Ruby: "how is that young boy that was up here last week" Dave: " Ruby don't worry about that boy he's a dumbass pay it no mind. Came back into town ranting and raving at us that we sent him to deliver supplies to a corpse" Ruby: " a corpse huh" Dave could see the pain in Ruby's face realizing she had been blind since she save the town. Her appearance must have weighed heavy on her wondering how much damage had been done. Dave: " I didn't mean ah.. the boy doesn't know what he's talking about men like a girls that have scares shows she has characters" Ruby: " I'm not really interested in what men think of my appearance" Dave: "oh um even better women love scars they think its sexy am I right" The goofy tone in Dave voice broke threw Ruby's wall forcing a giggle out of the small woman. She remembered the nights she cuddled with Weiss and how self conscious she had felt about the scar across her face ruby also remembered how she thought it was sexy earning even more of a chuckles at her self realization that he was right. Dave: " hey there's we go a smile my mission is complete" Ruby: " thanks Dave I needed that" Dave: " hey anytime darling I'm full of jokes anyways there lots of work left to do town not gonna repair itself" Ruby: "wish I could do more" Dave: "you've done enough you not only save use you gave us back our hope. You let us know that the grimm are not invincible monster" Dave gave ruby a pat one the head than made his way out closing up the door behind him. The house about ten minutes out of town that ruby was currently living in belong to a very respected town resident that had originally reached out to her and offered her the job. Unfortunately he had died in the fight protecting the town ruby could still smell him in the house it made it feel lived in and oddly comfortable. Every one said he would be honored to know his home had been given to the huntress that saved them all and she was basically carried in after the family cleared his personal effects out. Ruby still felt she didn't deserve such kindness the family should be in here mourning there fallen family member not her freeloading. Ruby: " sigh.. what am I going to do now" Ruby could here a gentle knocking on the door. Dave: " oh by the way ruby just letting you know the doc is gonna come up and visit you today she doesn't talk at all but she pointed at your house when I asked how she was doing so I assume she gonna visit. Ruby: " I wonder why she hasn't talked to you guys she usually pretty talkative when she's up here." Dave: "maybe she just likes you" Ruby: " you think so!!" Ruby realized to late that she put a little to much enthusiasm behind that response. Dave: " hehehe oh darling that's what your after well I'll let you know when you get your eye sight back your in for a treat she's solid 12/10. Ruby: "h hey she more than just a sexy lady she really nice and you better not get any funny ideas!!!!" Shooting the best pouting face she could muster. suddenly she realized what she had just blurted out and the face she just made. She was powerless to stop the blush crawling up her cheeks. Dave: " bahahaha wouldn't think of it darling Haha have fun tonight." Ruby didn't need to see Dave's face to know the smug smile he probably had ear to ear. She had meant him before she became blinded he was a handsome chiseled man with a gentle demeanor who had cooked her a amazing steak before she went out to investigate the farms that had gone silent in the area. She let out a sigh before doing her best to regain her composure and prepared her self for both the best and horrifically worst part of her week The docs visit. Ruby enjoyed every minute she was talking to the doc but... ruby began to blush again thinking about the doc. She had the most seductive intelligent sexy voice Ruby had ever heard and Ruby loved it She could tell the doc was quite a bit taller than her from how she carried her to the other couch after she had finished dressing and treating her injuries. She would be lying if she said being carried like a princess was something she didn't enjoy it was one of the things she looked forwards to each visit. Ruby suffered from a multitude of injuries from what the doctors back in town had told her she had large slices out of her back from when she pushed crescent rose against the top of that bastards mouth rest her back on the second row of teeth. Various bruises and cuts all over her body but the injuries that bothered her the most were the large poisoned patch of skin running from just under her left breast down to her thigh and across half her stomach the large gash from her right eyebrow down across the top of her nose down to her left cheek and the unfortunate absent of her right arm just under the shoulder. Her arm missing is the one thing that broke her heart the most. life had just gotten infinitely harder from cleaning herself to feeding herself to the future as a huntress even if she got a bionic prosthetic like yang she knew she could never fight like she used to. But by far the most painful injuries was her poisoned stomach and the treatment that turned her into a screaming mess. The anti poison they used to draw out the grimm slime that the dragon had shot at her in the middle of the fight was the single most painful thing one could endure. Ruby leaned back in the chair the emotional strain of remember how broken her body was made her physically exhausted. After preparing towels and everything her and the doctor would need for cleaning after her visit she leaned back on the couch she had moved to and drifted into sleep. Thanks for reading part 2 coming soon.

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spring-emerald · 7 years ago

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"Can't decide if I should slap you or kiss you" - its so angsty but this line stuck

Hello anon! Thank you very much for sending one in! I apologize for taking too long and hope you’re still out there. And yes, this line is quite angsty, but on some days, I can find my around it. Today is one of those, hehehe… (although I have been writing this in parts, but minor details).

I also picked KuroDai for the ship, because let’s face it, who else am I going to write it for? (i mean there’s some UshiMoni too because i have no self-control…) Enjoy!

Daichi raises an eyebrow at the drink that Moniwa unceremoniouslyputs down in front of him.

“It’s from Kuroo,” Moniwa says before Daichi canask, taking the seat beside him.

Daichi makes a disgruntled expression and slowlypushes himself up from his leaning position, moving away from the drink in theprocess. “You shouldn’t have taken it.”

Moniwa gives him a meaningful look over the glassof beer he’s drinking, one that spells ‘yeah, right’ to Daichi. “Well, he wasbeing pushy.” He shrugs, putting his glass down on the countertop.

Daichi gives him the ‘yeah, right’ look back,before he peers at the drink. It looks harmless enough, doesn’t seem alcoholicwhat with the cherry garnished on top.

“Shirley Temple. Non-alcoholic, but quitecitrusy.” Moniwa recites. “Or so he said. He actually gave me different onebefore this, but changed it when I said that you can’t drink too much since you’reour designated driver for tonight.”

Daichi watch as condensation trickle down the coldglass with a pinched expression. Accepting this drink somehow feels likedefeat. He knows it’s just his pride talking, but dealing with anything relatedto Kuroo is the last thing he wants to be doing. It’s why he came to the partyin the first place.

Then again, he should’ve known that Kuroo’s goingto be present as well. While they technically don’t move around the same circleof friends most of the time, there are a few people from their respectivecircles that know each other. Daichi knows some of them personally, even. So,there’s really no way of avoiding having him and Kuroo in the same place.

He thought he’s going to have some peace, sinceKuroo didn’t make any move on approaching him since he’s arrived with Moniwaand Ushijima. But he guessed that all good things must come to an endeventually. He just wonders what prompted Kuroo to make a move only now andignores the feeling of relief that came along with it.

“It’s just a drink, Sawamura,” Moniwa comments,probably noticing his pinched expression.

Daichi smoothens his expression to reassureMoniwa. “Yeah… I know.” He pulls the drink closer to him, but not beforecircling it around the water halo that has formed at the bottom, although hestill doesn’t drink it. He casts Moniwa a sideway glance when he feels himshuffling on his seat beside him.

“Uh-oh,” Moniwa says, stepping down from his stooland putting his beer down. “I’ll just go over to Ushijima. Bokuto’s beentalking to him for a while a now and I think he’s convinced him to join thebeer pong tournament.” He looks at Daichi with mild concern. “Will you bealright?”

Daichi nods and waves a hand at Moniwa. “Yeah. Gobefore Bokuto completely corrupts your boyfriend.”

Moniwa rolls his eyes at Daichi good naturedly,then pats his shoulder, before swiping his glass from the table and walks away.Daichi looks over his shoulder and sees Bokuto’s arm draped on Ushijima’sshoulder, with the latter bending a little sideways. Bokuto’s grin is too mischievous,while Ushijima looks earnest as his expression would allow. Moniwa has everyright to be suspicious.

Daichi shakes his head and hopes that Moniwa willbe fine. He’s just going to prepare himself for whatever happens to the two ofthem. He returns his attention to his drink, regards it with mild curiosity,but still isn’t compelled to drink it. His pride still isn’t allowing him to.

Which is petty, now that he thinks about it. It is just a drink. Maybe he’s looking toomuch into it or putting too much meaning into the gesture, but a part of him,the one that has been doing this back and forth with Kuroo for god knows howlong already, just feels… resigned.

He just wants this push and pull to be over,before he damages his heart beyond repair if it turns out to be just aninconsequential game for Kuroo. He’s always been shit at keeping his feelings incheck, this he knows. He sighs. This is what he gets for agreeing to thatstupid bet.

He’s playing with the cherry, swirling it aroundthe drink by its stem, when he bristles at the startling realization that he’sbeing watched. He raises his head and looks at the direction where he thinksit’s coming from and meets Kuroo’s gaze.

Kuroo’s standing casually on the other side of theroom, appears to be talking to someone. Appears to, because instead of payingattention to whoever he’s conversing with, he’s looking at Daichi. He raiseshis glass, as means of greeting when he noticed Daichi looking back and sendshim a wink.

Daichi immediately looks away, then mentallyscolds himself for being too conscious of Kuroo. The other would surely hold itover his head the next time they meet. This thought sparked the competitiveinstinct that Kuroo always easily manages to bring out of Daichi.

He isn’t stubborn for nothing.

He glances at Kuroo again, hopefully moresurreptitiously this time, and finds him still holding a conversation with hiscompanion. He looks far too smug for Daichi’s liking, judging by the smirk thathe could make out on Kuroo’s face. And while he’s paying attention to hisconversation partner, he keeps looking at Daichi’s way.

Daichi sees him take a sip of his drink, before helooks away again, his mind going through things he could possibly do aspayback. It’s juvenile, but he can’t let Kuroo have the last laugh, if he canmanage it. He looks down on his drink, the cherry floating around with theremaining ice, and inspiration struck him.

He positions himself on the stool, angling himselfa little towards Kuroo’s direction, and slides the glass to the side, so he canstill easily access it with his other hand. Kuroo needs to have a perfect view,after all.

He then takes a page out of Kuroo’s book andstares at him, while his hand is mindlessly swirling the cherry yet again. Hedoesn’t have to wait long for Kuroo to notice him. He was taking a sip of hisdrink when he did.

‘Perfect’,Daichi thinks, showing Kuroo his own smirk, before he lifts the cherry up andbrings it in front of his face. He tilts his head back a little, maintainingeye contact and puts the cherry directly in front of his lips, feeling a dropof liquid fall on his lips. He licks them, before he darts his tongue forwardand curls it under the cherry, bringing it inside his mouth. He bites down atit, cutting it off from the stem. He winks at Kuroo at the same time he pullsit away.

Kuroo chokes on his drink while Daichi basks insmug satisfaction. He keeps on coughing but it doesn’t stop him from sending aput out glare at Daichi, who just casually drinks his beverage, downing atleast half of it, before he ups and leaves.

If Daichi had been close enough, he would’ve alsoseen how Kuroo is red in the face.

—–

Daichi makes himself scarce after that, movingfrom corner to corner, mingling only when needed. He’s already spent a momentlocked in the bathroom, evaluating his life choices and washing his face withcold water, in attempt to will away the embarrassment. He’s somewhat relievedthat Kuroo hasn’t found him, but he’s also a bit disappointed that he wasn’tactively looking for him.

He wants to bash his head on the wall just forthinking that. And it’s probably his cue to leave the party. He’s been here fora while, and it has mellowed down to a quiet buzz and occasional loud outburstof drunken laughter. Even the music had been turned down considerably. Peoplewould leave soon, and he doesn’t mind being one of the first to do it. He justneeds to find Moniwa and Ushijima. They weren’t in the room he last saw themheaded before.

He walks through the hallways, peeking inside therooms he pass by. He successfully sees them on his fourth try, in a dark roomilluminated only by a wide screen television. They’re slumped on the couch, Ushijima’shead is resting on top of Moniwa’s and he has his arms wrapped around him,while Moniwa is contently snuggling him. They’re both dozing off, probablylulled by the video game music playing inside the room.

Before he can step inside the room, he feels atight grip on his arm and everything that happened was a blur. The next thinghe knows, he’s being pushed against the wall and someone’s boxing him in.

“Finally caught you,” a familiar voice says in alow whisper that sent unexpected shivers down Daichi’s spine.

Daichi knowsthat he should push him away, but he doesn’t find the urge to do so. Ifanything, he wants to pull Kuroo closer -a thought he immediately dispels fromhis mind. He does neither and says “Took you long enough” instead.

There’s still a good amount of space between them,but the air gets noticeably charged and the tension slowly increases.

“You’re surprisingly stealthy, when you want to,huh.” Daichi shrugs and doesn’t say anything.

Kuroo moves a bit closer, looking intently at him,and Daichi resists the urge to swallow at the proximity and stubbornly sets hisjaw in a challenging manner.

“That was quite a show, Sawamura,” Kuroo says, quicklyglancing at Daichi’s lips, before meeting his eyes again.

The room they’re currently in is relatively dark. Thelight coming from outside, making its way through the windows casts half ofKuroo’s face with a soft glow. Up close, his eye has a certain molten look onit. It’s doing a great job of distracting Daichi.

“You seemed to enjoy it,” he says finally, when hegathered some of his wits back, raising a challenging eyebrow.

Kuroo scoffs lightly. “Yeah, well. I would’ve enjoyedit more, if my drink hadn’t gone down the wrong pipe.” He gives Daichi abegrudging smile. “And then you disappeared. What was that about?”

What it was about is that Daichi couldn’t face himafter he did that. He didn’t think he was capable of it, but apparently he was.However, as certainly emboldened as he was, the sooner he also felt incredulitychurn in his stomach. Worse, he did it just as when he’s contemplating on comingoff clean and confessing his real feelings for Kuroo. With that little show, hecan only wonder how successfully that would go, without Kuroo thinking that it’sjust a part of their game.

Why did this rooster head have to make everythingso difficult? No, wait, scratch that. Why did he have to make it difficult for himself dammit.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Kuroo askssoftly, a bit unsure.

“Looking at you like what?”

“Like you want to kiss me,” he says easily with asmirk. But it’s lacking the teasing quality and the bravado it usually has.

Daichi isn’t sure if that’s how he really islooking at Kuroo, but he does adjust his expression into what he thinks wouldcome across as thoughtful as he hums. “Actually, I can’t decide if I shouldslap you or kiss you.” He says lightly, despite the nervousness.

Kuroo’s eyes widens a bit, flickering down atDaichi’s lips again. “Well, why don’t you slap me with kisses?”

Daichi blinks once, twice, letting a few secondsof silence pass, then he snorts and full out laughs. Kuroo groans, letting hishead fall on Daichi’s shoulder, even as he’s jostled because Daichi can’t stoplaughing.

“Shut up,” he mumbles, but even he starts laughingat the lame line that just came out of his mouth. “Dammit, Sawamura, stop it.”He lightly jabs Daichi on the side with one hand, successfully tickling him.

Daichi moves away, but didn’t get far, becauseKuroo’s head is still resting on his shoulder. “Really, Kuroo? ‘Slap me withkisses?’” He chuckles again. “Not your best one.”

“I know.” Kuroo whines. “Put me out of my misery,please.”

The last vestiges of laughter fades away fromDaichi’s face, being replaced with seriousness. He tilts his head up, gatheringcourage. He breathes deeply and releases it, once he thinks he has enough, orbefore he can change his mind.

He brings up the hand closer to Kuroo’s head, andputs it on Kuroo’s nape. He feels the other freeze for a moment, then relaxesonce Daichi starts playing with the fine hair, stroking it a few times. Hefeels the hand that tickled him a while ago rest on his hip.

Daichi turns his head slightly to the side. “Ireally like you, Kuroo.” He whispers softly. He can tell the exact moment thatKuroo realized what he said, because he tenses under Daichi’s touch. He slideshis hand away from Kuroo’s nape when he starts lifting his head up.

Kuroo looks at him again and studies him, looksfor something in Daichi’s face, a sign that he’s kidding him. He finds none,and the realization makes warmth rush to his face. He swallows before asking “Forreal?”

Daichi bites his lips and nods, unable to speak, whatwith the nervousness clogging his throat. He feels Kuroo’s hands on his face, holdingit up to look at him clearly and making him blush.

“For real?” He asks again, sounding too sober andlooking far too happy.

Daichi starts to smile, because Kuroo’s happinessis contagious. He also starts feeling lighter, the apprehension hounding himfor the past few hours slowly dissipating, being replaced by giddiness andexcitement.

“I can take it back,” he says, couldn’t resist thethought of teasing Kuroo.

Kuroo let go of his face and instantly pulls himinto a tight hug. “No! No take backs! You said it already!” He says, squeezingDaichi. He mumbles something into his temple, although Daichi didn’t catch it. Hepulls away and cups Daichi’s face again. “I really like you too, Sawamura. So much.”

Kuroo’s boyish smile lights up his whole face andDaichi can’t help but return it with one of his own. How he got from mopingaround, to seductively (cue embarrassment) eating a cherry, to confessing hisreal feelings and have Kuroo happily return it, he has no idea. He figures itdoesn’t matter.

#haikyuu!!#hq fanfic #kurodai #kuroo tetsurou #sawamura daichi #haikyuu #ushimoni #ushijima wakatoshi #moniwa kaname

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thedappleddragon · 4 years ago

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hehehe today I did something exiting >:) BUT IF UR MY IRL FRIEND STOP READING BECAUSE ITS A SURPRISE.

but first we’re going chronologically. my cat woke me up by clawing at my sheets for the first time in a while. every morning she used to paw at my sheets, snag one claw in them, and detach it with her mouth until I got up to feed her or whatever. so it felt weird and reminded me of when I was waking up at noon everyday for a while. I said goodbye to my mom because she’s taking a trip to see her best friend/boyfriend to help with her mental health. I talked with her a bit and waved her goodbye and went back inside. I had breakfast and lily wanted to keep going outside, but I didnt want to go out because it was cold. I went out the first couple times she asked, but for the rest of the day I just opened the door to let her in and out, keeping an eye on her. I filled out 2 sketchbook pages because my brain was busy with other things. I played a little harvest moon and got to summer and finally looked up some of the mechanics like fertilizer and stuff. but mostly I was thinking about my friend’s birthday party and the formal dress code for the first half, how I dont have many dresses, and how cool it would be to make one myself. so I scoured Etsy and joann’s for dress patterns until I found one with a circle skirt and a sweetheart neckline that I thought looked really cute. ive never make clothes before, so I hope I do a good job. I wanted to go to Joanns but I had to wait for my sister to get home from track practice, so I just kinda sat at home alone. I'm usually more or less alone all day anyway, so I dont know why this felt so different. when she finally did come home dad handed us $40 for Taco Bell and to put gas in his car and we were off. my sister and I talked about what she did at track and my job interview yesterday while I did a mediocre job driving. when we got there I wasn't really sure what I was looking for, so I just kept going around in the clearence section touching everything that I thought could be a cute color/pattern for this dress. there were a lot of interesting fabrics and a lot of ugly ones I could only imagine on a toddlers and tiaras beautypagent dress. we settled on this light blue fabric with a white flower/leaf design and a soft plain blue fabric for the front panel and lining. it was about $33 worth of fabric, which I thought was a little expensive until I realized we would have paid more than double if it was full price. the patterned fabric is thin and flows nicely but isn't see-through which I really like, and the solid blue is very soft and stretchy. I'll probably use scraps from both after I'm done for other stuff. I wasn't sure what measurements I needed so I handed the lady at the fabric cutting booth my phone with a picture of the fabric requirements. she was very sleepy and had to convert between centimeters and yards, and I just watched as she unrolled the fabric and made very small snips. aaaah I love the fabric section of Joanns, even tho im horribly indecisive and I spent way too long just wandering and mulling it over. but im happy with my choice! I didnt want to pick a fabric I wasn't in love with, since it would suck ass if I put hundreds of hours of work into this dress and hated the outcome. OH MY GOD I JUST REMEMBERD THE MOST IMPORTANT THING. THIS DRESS WILL HAVE POCKETS!! :D I can make the pockets as big as I please >:) I'm fitting a small child in these pockets if it kills me. lmao I'll probably just follow the pattern and do the size it tells me. speaking of sizing after we got home with Taco Bell and joking about among us tiktoks in the car, I read through the pdfs and locked myself in the bathroom to take measurements, going through the list 3 times just to make sure I got an average. I kept landing between a 44 and a 46, but I must have taken my front and back waist measurements wrong?? they were way too short and not even on the sizing chart, so I guess I was thinking my waist was higher than it actually is. I decided for simplicity to use the 46 pattern all around. I only landed in 44 with the neck and bust numbers, but I can alwasy pull it in at the seams I need be. ohhhh I hope it turns out good.... I haven't even begin cutting or patterning yet, I still need to cut out the paper pattern I printed off. but first I wanted to use a big paper cutter to cut a centimeter off each page to make lining up and taping things easier. my little paper cutter only fits the short side of printer paper :( so I'll either use and exacto knife and a ruler on all 25 sheets or see if dad's work or the library will let me use a big one. tbh I'll probably do the first thing. I also learned how to do a bunch of seams today, some of which I might practice and use for my dress. and I called my dad’s boss about job openings, but he didnt answer so I left a message. I ALSO said for gas in cash for the first time today, which was a little weird. it was simple enough but I probably looked like a fool to the booth lady. I would get stared on at least prepping the paper patterns tonight, but its almost 2 am and my cat is asleep on my feet so I guess im trapped here.

#while I was looking through dress patterns online I saw one for a French victorian ball gown and tbh I was tempted #I thought about doing a gingham dress since its a picnic party but I thought that linings the little squares would be too much work and #next to impossible #thanks for coming to my ted talk #April 2021 daily #2021 daily #im obsessed with how the lady folded my yards of fabric into neat little squares

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Beyond a Thief’s Power Episode 11

Initiated Assault

The Following Morning

Everyone was gathered inside Le Renard Noir as usual, mainly regarding important matters and so on. Since all seven members of the Black Foxes were there, it was time to discuss what was going on.

“So,” Hiro began, unsure of the meeting, “what are we here for exactly? I have a class at nine, and if I miss it, the professor’s gonna chew me out. I shouldn’t stay at LRN very long, Boss. There’s also another class after lunch is over too.”

Riki nodded. Like Hiro and most of the members in their group, he was not glad to be at the bar in the morning, especially because it was seven o’clock during that time of day. “Make it quick before I snap your neck with my bare hand.”

Takuto had his archetypal, nonchalant expression plastered on his face. “I have nothing great to say about you, old man. I’m not even amazed by this myself, but Hiro’s got college to attend, so why don’t you treat him to some breakfast as an apology for waking his stomach and nearly ruining his artistic hands? What I’m trying to point out is that this is a waste of time and we’re all busy today. Do you know any common sense or survival tactics? I don’t think so. Therefore, you should let some of us go back home and sleep or something. Kenny’s probably gonna be on duty today, so who cares about spending what little time we have at the moment over here in the stench you bathe in every day, when we could all be productive for a change without being dragged to…” He was at a loss as to what else to say, but it soon donned on him. Somehow. “…whatever you’re trying to get to. It’s just a civil thing I’m telling you to screw into your head for the millionth time in all the years I’ve been alive. You might want to consider it while you’re still around, s’all.”

Atsumu’s eyes broadened. He was stunned at hearing Takuto’s lecture to him but still. It was a normal moment in his household/restaurant. “H-Hey! I may be older than the rest of you all, but this is pretty harsh for my shoulders to handle! Not to mention, it’s a really important matter I have to announce before you guys leave the bar.”

Kenshi grinned. “You gotta admit. Takuto’s correct on this since we’ve all got something to do before we can talk about what you’re planning on revealing to us. He understands that my job as a firefighter is one of those things that’s more likely to happen as a daily part of my life. The same goes for you, Boss. You look after LRN since you’re the owner and it’s your home. You’re also one of the city elders and you attend the shopping district’s meetings, but you know what? You’re the boss of the group, so it isn’t so bad. Anyway, I should go now. An early day is something I have to prepare for and I can’t miss any more of it. See you later, though.” As cool as he appeared externally, Kenshi stood up from his seat, pushed it back in and walked out of Le Renard Noir.

“Are you going to tell us what’s on your mind already?” Takuto asked with the same expression he always had. Though, there may have been a chance he was just annoyed or bored. “Time’s tickin’ and everyone else can’t possibly be here for much longer. That’s why you should spill out what’s in your throat, but that’s gross, so give us the details, Beardface.”

“You’re as crude as ever, aren’t you, Takkun?” the most mature-looking man commented. A smile ran across his face within the speed of light. “But I’ll do what you asked and be gentle. So here goes nothing. What I’ve come to let you know is that I’m thinking we should go on a brand new mission tonight if everyone would like to participate in it, of course!” He was beaming with joy and glowing with it as well. “How about it?” He opened his eyes, quickly skimming the other four seated in front of the counter. “We’ll all kick some ass together and beat the hell out of these knuckleheads in order to save this kind gentleman—or something like that scenario. For example, we could put in some more effort and execute some justice every now and then, just for giggles. I respect my ami Fujioka a lot, and his team’s like a one-hit wonder, so I say it’s about time to repay the favor.”

Riki narrowed his eyes in irritation. “What favor? We don’t owe anything to those decorous police officers working under him, so don’t make any excuses for going on a mission. That’s the worst thing you could ever bring up to your fellow foxes as a thief. You should know better than to decide on one using those who are after us.”

Hiro smiled slyly. “Maybe he’s trying to invoke the goody two shoes to do something for him, or for all of us. Kinda makes a person think whether or not he’s trying to lure Sayuri out due to her genuine deeds as someone who’s on the side of the law.” Then, he frowned. “I’d hate to have her get angry at us for doing something like this. With Boss’ personality and harassment attempts, the whole place might be destroyed in no time if he tries to capture her.”

Takuto glanced at Atsumu. “Well, it is Beardy we’re talking about, after all. I’m sure it wouldn’t be the first time he committed a felony towards women and younger girls. I bet Shinobu’s felt betrayed many times in the other world because of him. See, even trying to think about it is disgusting. He’s also the most perverted out of all of us. That is, if you don’t count Riki.” The light blond switched his attention towards the government official, turning his head to his left to where he could see his older friend in plain sight. “But he doesn’t go after other girls when it’s clear as day whom he’s eternally in love with.” He looked back at the owner of Le Renard Noir and started to snicker mischievously. “Hehehe. You are such a lonely sucker it’s hilarious! How do you not have many female friends? Age has thrown plenty of pies at your face by now, it’s dying for more laughs! Hahaha!” Takuto kept chuckling with his teasing and it was getting to the point where he was having a hard time holding his stomach in place.

Hiro began to laugh as well. He had his right hand near the side of his charming visage, so it was endearing to anyone who saw his expression. “It can’t be helped, though, Takkun!” Tears formed as he resumed. “Ahaha! Boss is middle-aged, so it actually makes sense that he can’t get the girls after marrying and becoming a widow. He might not look the part, but he used to be an awesome combat specialist. It’s natural for him to have bad luck hovering over his head.” The college student was also amused with the teasing he and Takuto flung at Atsumu. “As for Riki, he’s caught the hearts of so many ladies, he’s turned them down the very second Mitsuki was in his eyes’ view. He wasn’t able to stop staring at her, as it was love at first sight!" He let out a giggle. "Hehe! It was so cute seeing them together! It was like watching a waltz take place without it actually happening; Riki was so happy, a trampoline surrounded him and everything started bouncing off his infectious aura, including small balls and stars. Ooh," the orange-haired artist-in-training added, "and don't forget the hearts, too. Those very really pretty coming from him." When he had spoken of the second eldest member of the entire team, his facial appearance became fond of the past he came to know during the years of childhood innocence that belonged to him, as what he recalled was a long time ago.

Riki frowned sternly. "You know, I do remember you staring at me with amazement in your eyes during my last year of high school when I brought Mitsuki here back then. Your mouth was even open, Hiro. I was wondering what was going on in your little mind at the time, and now I know why you were being cute yet strange yourself." All in all, he was calm and composed like a mature grown-up should be at his age. "Boy, am I ever relieved to find out it wasn't a serious case directed towards something wrong I may have done." He sighed and looked at Atsumu. "Anyway. If you're going to bring up the subject of having a mission later on, why don't you find something that involves the word 'danger' shining off of it? Then again, we might have to learn and gather some more information beforehand. We can instantly leave most of that to Takuto, but you get the gist of what I'm saying."

Mitsuki, who had been witnessing the events of the morning at Le Renard Noir unfold, finally spoke in a frustrated manner. "I’m the one who asked Atsumu for this meeting. I wanted to take a break from work since I was away from Ginza for a number of days. To be honest, I didn’t go to work yesterday because I went to visit Takuji in Roppongi.”

Atsumu smiled tranquilly. “I see.”

Rina’s eyes widened. “You did?! What did you discuss with him?”

“A few things,” the dark purple-haired magician answered. “To start off, we engaged in a normal conversation about his home in the Human World, along with the fact there’s someone living with him and Asuka. That’s before I became a bit more serious to inquire about Sayuri’s whereabouts and something nostalgic.”

“…About Neon?” Rina asked.

“About Asuka’s lack of presence in their place,” Mitsuki replied. “That’s not the nostalgic portion, rather it turned towards Kousuke.” Her eyes lowered a bit. “It saddens me to say that I didn’t get a chance to be part of those two’s lives as they grew up into the adults they are now.”

Rina nodded in comprehension. “Right. The Saionji and Hogo families helped those two grow up without their parents around, along with… a few others, even after your absence in Neon.”

Riki had an anguished facial expression as he listened onward. “…”

Takuto glanced at the male government official. “You okay?”

“…”

“Speaking of which," the college art student stated in order to lighten the mood, "I better get going. I actually enjoy going to college, unlike some people." He glanced at Takuto and smiled. Then, he headed to the entrance/exit and waved before going to his designated area.

Takuto blinked. “Hold on.” He took out his flip phone which was the same color as his hair—courtesy of his fondness for Shiffey—and opened it. “That little liar. It doesn’t take that long to walk from here to the university. He went off early.”

“Even though this is an important meeting…” Mitsuki and Atsumu calmly said at the same time.

“Too bad Kenny left before he got to hear what you had to say, Mitsuki,” Takuto added. “I’ll message those two on what they’ve missed out on later. Though,” he shrugged, “it would dampen their reactions compared to having them here in person.”

“It’s fine,” Mitsuki responded back. “Anyway, Takuji told me Sayuri had already left before I came, so I can only assume she knew I was going to seek her out. It’s unfortunate I wasn’t able to find any more information, especially with how secretive they are.”

Rina let out a short and relaxed sigh. "Well, they do follow Akio-sama’s instructions since he’s their advisor. Sayuri’s getting by even faster with moving from one place to another. I wonder if we’ll be able to catch up.”

“I can only hope so,” Mitsuki smiled at her fellow magician. “We should all have a little hope that we’ll be able to confront her sooner or later.” A few seconds passed by ere her cell phone rang. She pulled it out of a transparent area of the near her and opened it. “Yes? A meeting? We’ll be there.”

Atsumu glanced at the dark purple-haired magician. “Was that call for work?”

“…Of course.” Mitsuki was still smiling as she closed her eyes. “It’s too bad our own one had to be cut short, but since the call I received was basically an order, Riki and I will take our leave and meet up with you all later.”

Riki’s eyes widened. “What? We’re leaving now?”

Mitsuki glanced at her husband as she hung up and continued to smile. “There’s no choice in this matter. The Minister of Finance wants us to go to the meeting.”

Riki frowned. “…Alright.”

The married couple walked out of Le Renard Noir with Mitsuki going ahead of Riki, with only Atsumu, Takuto, and Rina in the restaurant/bar.

Rina folded her arms against her abdomen. “It seems as if I should get something from my pocket to replenish my stamina."

Takuto looked up. "Pocket?"

After the six-letter word came out of his mouth, his past sweetheart stopped in her tracks before shifting her gaze at him. "...We just saw Mitsuki-san take her phone out."

"Oh, that." It didn't take long for Takuto to figure out what Rina meant. "The invisible 'pocket' magicians have where they can take out anything they want or need when they're not close to the objects for their convenience, including things from their Neon. I'm envious of you and Mitsuki for having one. It makes me wish I was like you guys sometimes, mostly you, though. It must also be fun having super strength, unlike an ordinary person like me."

A calm expression etched rapidly onto Rina's face. "Don't forget that Sayuri has one as well. Still, I think you're fine the way you are Takuto. You're smarter than most of your kind and as a thief, you use your computer skills to hack into security systems and aid everyone on the missions. Plus, I—" She paused immediately to prevent herself from completing her sentence. "..."

"...Go on." Takuto urged for an answer.

Rina frowned. "No."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to." Rina averted her gaze. "It's... difficult for me to say. Anyway, do you want to eat something? I'll prepare something for you."

The programmer cocked his head to his right side. "Isn't that Beardy's job?"

Rina glanced at her ex-boyfriend. "It's fine. I'm working here for free, anyway. I'll be helping with the cooking and cleaning, so go ahead and order anything from the menu." A kind eye smile appeared on her pretty visage soon after.

Takuto felt drawn towards the sincerity Rina showed him, and he thought to himself in a trance. How long has it been since I saw that smile? He didn't know the exact answer, but it did feel like several decades had passed by without his knowledge, and it struck his heart with a sting. Ah, it hurts. It really hits me whenever I see you that I feel at ease, angry at myself, so pained inside, and many other emotions continue to pour out.

Rina stared at her former lover's expression and saw the sad beauty within it. "Takuto..." She reached out with her left arm in order to place her hand on the side of his face, but abruptly stopped herself from doing so before it could touch the tsundere. "...!" Then, she pulled her arm back and let her shoulders fall to their corresponding sides.

Atsumu placed his left hand on Rina's right shoulder, looked towards her, and smiled gently. "It'll be alright."

Rina didn't nod, but gazed at Takuto. "You are probably the one who understands me more than you understand the others, Boss. Then again, perhaps Hiro knows me more than you do."

Atsumu's eyes slightly widened. "Oh? I believe you're right on the mark, Rina. But you're very level-headed towards me out of everyone else."

Rina smiled and closed her eyes. "Well, it's no wonder you're a pervert in everyone else's minds."

The wavy-haired brunet laughed lightly. "Ahaha. I guess you have another point there." He poked the side of Takuto's face with his right index finger, instantly catching the latter’s attention. "Takkun~, it's time for you to order something. What'll it be? You can tell me, and I'll have it ready in a few."

Takuto glared with an irritated expression. "Wh-What are you doing, you sick bastard?!" Atsumu's poke sure did snap him back to reality. "Are you trying to harass me or something?!"

Atsumu backed away with his eyes raised more than when he was chatting with Rina as he put his hands up. "Woah, Takkun! I was just trying to get you back to Earth! Really! Besides, you still haven't had breakfast, right?" Just as he was freaked out seconds ago, he was currently joyful and beamed at the twenty-four-year-old. "Let's get some food into that belly!"

"Tch!" Takuto's upper and lower teeth met one another, indicating his grumpy mood. "Whatever, just get me something to eat. I don't care about ordering a meal right now, so serve me whatever you want as long as it’s decent and legal."

Atsumu sighed. He was down in the dumps. "And after Hiro told you that all of us are concerned about you. A growing man needs to eat his meals three times a day, you know?" He smirked in a clever manner. "You might shut down one day if you keep spacing out for many periods of time."

Hearing that made Takuto frown indifferently. "Is that supposed to be a joke about me when I'm facing a computer? You're not making me happy, though. Also, I'm not laughing, and if I did, I wouldn't giggle like Hiro, or burst out like Kenny does. Those two need to improve on their laughing styles. I'm in between, so I fit perfectly while Hiro is somewhat girly, and Kenny is too over-the-top. Riki? He's okay—he’s between me and Kenny so he's fine. As for you, I hate to admit it but you're better than Hiro; you're just under me. Out of all five of us guys, I'm the best at laughing. What do you think of that?"

Atsumu sweat-dropped once the light blond's explanation was over. "Talk about brutal. You've basically butchered everyone's ranks on that. I bet those three would really get mad. The only thing I'm glad about is that you didn't include the girls. You sure overanalyze peculiar things, Takkun. It's your specialty but it's not such a bad thing in your case."

"Of course not," Takuto objected. "I'm a gentleman and I'm nicer to ladies more than you are in terms of sensitivity, but girls outside our group are mainly an eyesore to me. Well, except magicians. Anyway. Because Rina trusts Sayuri, I'll have faith in her for now. Despite the possibility she could be up to something at the moment, I can't conclude her to be a bad woman, but she's still a little suspicious. I mean, she did lure us to the mountain and almost sent us to our deaths. Part of it was Riki's fault so I'll forgive her for..." He started to blush and continued. "...saving Rina's life. She really duped us after planning ahead but conning us might've been the best karma we’ve had in all our years of being thieves."

The next thing the two men knew, Rina came out from the kitchen with a tray in her hands. "Well here you go, Takuto. Have a nice breakfast." She shot him a considerate glance with a casual smile after placing a normal Japanese-style morning meal on the counter in front of him. "Oh, and be careful or our identities will be found out by the you-know-who. Remember what I said before in the cave, so make sure to keep a cautious eye and ear whenever you speak about us."

Takuto could only blush further in embarrassment. "I-I know! I haven't forgotten about it, so you shouldn't, either."

As the Black Foxes' hacker muttered a, "Itadakimasu," he felt a warm sensation in his chest. Then, he took out his chopsticks from their wrapper, and split them apart evenly to enjoy his food. Having his ex-girlfriend around to remind him of the fact who the seven members altogether were during the night was bad enough since it was also their secret, but... He couldn't deny the reality of the world as it was true he and his friends were thieves who performed hidden deeds behind everyone else's backs. Seeing his expression gave Atsumu the smile the brunet would typically wear on his face, while Rina went back to the kitchen to check on the food cooking inside.

Meanwhile, Kenshi was in the nearby fire department—the closest to Le Renard Noir, which was actually a long distance from there, though. As he was getting ready for duty, his co-workers smiled splendidly at him.

"Say, Inagaki," one of them began. "You look pretty happy today. Somethin' happen lately?"

Kenshi smiled back. "Nothing really. What makes you say that?"

The same guy who initiated the conversation stared at his fellow firefighter, pondering whether or not he should tease the twenty-five-year-old. "You really don't know? It's all over your face."

Kenshi's eyes widened in trivial confusion. "Huh? What is?"

"That you're in love with some chick none of us know about," the co-worker blurted out with a grin on his face.

Within an instant, Kenshi's visage was flushed with a shade of pink like Takuto's whenever the latter would get tongue-tied. "Wha—How do you know that?"

The co-worker smirked. "So it is true. Spill the beans, will ya? We all want to hear the details about her. Are you gonna try and make a pass at her the next time you see her?"

Another co-worker nodded. "We're really curious about the type of girl you've got your eyes on, Inagaki. You've never taken much liking to them in a romantic sense, but girls are attractive in their own way. It's a shame you never fell for anyone until the age of twenty-five. When it comes to us men, love comes and goes in the blink of an eye if you're not serious about a girl. And, you should be going on dates when you're young like a teenager in his second or third year in high school. When you get to the drinking age, you should marry the woman you love, and have a hot night all to yourselves when you're at home. Then, she'll be popping out a baby or two, and before you know it, you're already a father. So you see, you should enjoy the romance while you're young, not old. You won't get to do that at your age, man. You're the only one who's single now, which sorta makes you leftovers from a batch of cookies."

A third co-worker exhaled. "Face the truth, Kenshi. You've got some looks, but no significant other to share your heart with. You're also dense when it comes to a lot of things, and you're too nice." He crossed his index fingers to form an X. "That's a bad combination and so many girls have been hurt by your characteristics. It's not that we don't think very poorly of you; we're just pointing out your flaws."

Kenshi looked at the guys who had supported him for several years and looked down. "It's not as easy as you guys think it is. I've had a lot to do and... that's not an excuse. I understand that. Really. But you guys have had better luck than me. I'd like to experience being in a relationship too— and get married, have kids. Those sort of experiences. And I envy you for achieving every bit of happiness with your wives and children. Unfortunately for me, I'm in love with this girl who's out of my reach. She's beautiful and everything about her shines brilliantly." He clenched his hands into fists. "How can I not like her? She's not someone I can be with, and she's around my friends' age. I can't stop thinking about her, and it's so painful I feel like I'm going to die from these feelings if I don't get the chance to see her again. That's how much I like her."

The first co-worker walked up to Kenshi, placing his hand on the single man's back. "You're an earnest guy, aren't you? Even though she's out of your league, I'm not going to apologize for making you feel bad when you're still—how should I put this—untaken and in your mid-twenties. Continue to suffer from the heartache, will you?" He patted the posterior region he was already touching and smiled lightheartedly. "You're such a sappy guy, Inagaki. It's hard to believe you work with us in a fire station. Anyway, tell us when she dumps—I mean, rejects—you. We'll be around to hear every detail, and we'll berate you even more. Can't wait to pull another one on you. Torture you later!" As he and some other firefighters went to their station for the morning, he gave a wave with his left hand, and the back of it was in full view.

And then it hit Kenshi right on the face.

"What?!" He shouted with a shocked expression. His so-called companion at work had just made him confess he was in love with a certain someone without him saying that girl's name to everyone, to which the others joined in with saying horrible things about him, as well. Kenshi felt infuriated; his face was boiling hot with a red color. Oh, it was worse than a lobster or two. Heck. A thousand of them couldn't compare to how angry the spiky-ish-haired son of a restaurant owner was as he was soon alone in the area he was standing in. Within the almost empty space displaying his existence, he took a breath and yelled to the sky. "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Kenshi's frustration and humiliation broke some windows belonging to larger buildings. Surely enough, it may have even shattered the glass of a certain government facility that was one of the most renowned ones in Japan.

XXX

Inside the Ministry of Finance, a meeting was interrupted from the sound of glass breaking. One of the employees opened the door each of the agents entered through, and frowned with a tone of disappointment.

"Oh, that's great," the man who checked on the situation muttered. He had emerald green hair and viridian eyes; wore a beige plaid suit over a white dress shirt [that had clear buttons], whereas his pants extended to a few inches above his ankle; his pale yellow socks and dark brown dress shoes were shown. "We have to fix the windows with our powers now. And yes, I do mean all of them. They're all... greatly damaged by a..." He tilted his head to his right, blinking with a perplex look on his face. "...human man's scream...?" Then, he narrowed his eyes defeatedly. "What the heck?" No satisfaction whatsoever appeared on his nice visage. As colorful as he was with his physical appearance, was contrasting on the outside. That was when he sighed, lowering his shoulders. "To save us some trouble, we'll have to call a repair team and go under reconstruction for a while."

Claire took a glance from the left door as he stood beside the Minister of Finance. "No kidding." His eyes were large due to raising his upper eyelids. "We've got to act fast." He took out his cell phone and dialed a call to the company that would be of most help at the moment. "Hi. So you've just heard about it. Yes. There's a huge conflict with our windows. Of course we’d like to have them repaired. Thank you very much. We will secure a large payment after you're done rebuilding the ministry. Have a nice day and goodbye." He hung up and turned around toward his many co-workers who were still sitting in their seats. "We're all clear on that matter. The repair team is currently on their way with a helicopter to provide a net for covering the Ministry of Finance and they're bringing in other materials to fix this entire place up by truck. While we're waiting, let's resume the meeting."

He and the Minister of Finance returned to their seats and sat down. Then, the latter stood up and cleared his throat.

"Ahem," he said, covering his mouth with a fist before removing it. "I called this meeting today to recognize the return of our fellow co-worker, who has accomplished an enormous success for us during her trip to Europe. Although it's a bit late to announce this, I'm still grateful of her efforts to go through with work before taking any breaks and vacations. It may have been a bit forced on her since we've been encountering plentiful amounts of escalations for a long time now, but you all know what I mean."

There was a round of cheery laughter in the closed room; even Riki and Mitsuki gave in to it.

"So to give a quick ending to my speech," the Minister egged on, "Let us all commend Mitsuki for completing this time-consuming job, and welcome back to our team." He gave a light bow with his head. "Congratulations on bringing us some more pep and negotiations. As a reward, I was going to give you three weeks off from work. However, since we're going to be dealing with an extended period of repairs to make it seem like a normal case, we'll be stopping work at the Ministry of Finance for an unknown amount of time, so I guess most of us can return to Neon without any worries.” It was then that he heaved a sigh. “I wouldn't mind it if we were to shut the office down for good.” He scoffed. “I mean, isn't that an extreme benefit to us owe don't have to keep track of everyone's money in Neon? Man, oh man, do I ever want to give the Japanese government a piece of my mind. It’s the opposite here in the Human World."

Nao smiled tranquilly. "It certainly would make our lives easier to manage if we tried to change this world to make it fit our standards. While this is not part o he ministry’s ‘business,’ Kei and Rie are more likely to do that in the future than we are at this time and day. We would also be eliminating more than just the ministry. Consider how much we could gain from the losses of most of this world’s government control. Taxes wouldn't exist anymore, so people could be paid the total amount of their work. But. As we're here to aid humans who are kind to others, it would be more for their personal gain. After all, their world is not like ours in terms of the law. I understand it's frustrating, but let's bear with it. We should ensure that they're in a safer place to live in, as well as for us before we try anything against this world’s governments. Sometimes if we wait long enough, someone else will take action to solve our complaints."

"I see," one of the male employees who had lunch with Riki that day said, and some of the others nodded. He had his arms folded across his chest again as he continued to speak. "We'll have to see what happens before we do anything about it. That gives us more time to go back and forth between the two worlds, but it might take years beyond our guesses to shut the governments in the Human World down. Maybe even a millennium or two."

With his usual smile, Claire inquired, "But doesn't the world revolve around the business field? Wouldn't international connections be lost if you decided to cancel the governments' authority?"

"Claire has a valid argument," Riki proclaimed. "We might need several governments to operate how we regulate our supplies and resources, along with keeping track of our inventory and money for—"

The Minister of Finance looked straight at Riki and commented, "And that's why you're such a realist, Riki. You don't want to accept this under the circumstances other civilians will lose what they have, and other than that, you wouldn't want to lose this job. Think about it: Is it really necessary for you to condemn yourself to working as a government agent when you could just live your life the way you want to with the woman you love? With all the problems this world has, the government isn't interested in human affairs. Those who are supposed to lead your kind aren't doing their jobs properly, and look. People are suffering every day but no one has truly attempted to lend a hand to anyone in need, except for the noble thieves known for stealing works of art to bring decorum back. We as magicians had decided to come here to aid others who are pure and can be trusted in some way or another, but we observe from afar to see if there are 'good' humans who won't stray from that kindness they let us know of. It's not that we're doing this to be terrible beings; we want proof of a human's sincerity before we act out on anything too rashly, which of course we don't want, and what we don't like to do is make mistakes we'll regret. For our reasons, we want what could be a better life for you and some others we come to trust. Do you comprehend what I mean?"

Riki nodded firmly. "Yes... I know. It isn't as easy to abandon this position and move forward. On the contrary, I'll try to live a life without being a government employee. It's just... A lot has been going on in my life. Not only mine but Mitsuki's, and our friends' lives. There are more conflicts arriving at our door, and we can't resolve every one of them by sheer will. We can't wait for anyone to do something, so we've decided to stay by their sides and support them. We're not sure if it'll turn out perfectly fine for them, but we want them to know they're not alone."

"Then, watch how things turn out for them," the male magician facing him replied softly. "You'll find the answer in due time. For now, focus on what you can do as a person before resolving a conflict. It'll go away without your presence at times. Without further ado, I believe it's time to end this meeting and take a long break from work. I'll even have them make this place smaller in size and proportions."

In a brief moment, they all decided to leave the room and pushed in their chairs before doing so. As they strolled side by side, Mitsuki took Riki's left hand in her right to assure him it would be alright. Soon, they met up with Nao outside. She was indeed as beautiful and fair as ever.

"Mitsuki-san, Riki-san," she smiled casually. "Going on a date now?"

Riki perked up. "That's right. I can't let the fact we're all out of work for a while get to me when I have my wife by my side. You seem jolly yourself, Aozora."

"I agree," Mitsuki remarked. "Do you have plans with your boyfriend?"

Continuing to smile with her eyes closed, the white-haired magician replied. "I'll be helping my boyfriend with some errands and cooking once I get home." She opened her eyes and added, "I better start shopping for a ton of groceries in a bit."

"Does your sweetheart like to eat a lot?" Riki asked with a smirk. "And cooking for just one person sounds tough when you put it that way."

Nao placed her left hand on the side of her face with her fingertips touching her cheek. "I didn't say I was cooking just for him; Riki-san, did you misunderstand what I said?"

"You mean, there's a whole round of others who'll be enjoying the food you prepare besides him?" Riki's eye were currently widened. "Boy, you must have a tough time taking care of your man and getting those meals done."

"He is a doctor, after all," Nao mentioned. "It's not a surprise several people visit him during the day. He's also very skilled at what he does. Although we're not always together since we both work separately and in different career fields, we do what we can to show that we care about each other. It isn't any trouble for me to at least cook for a big group when he's so busy because I love him."

Mitsuki put her hands together and smiled tenderly. "That's true. I don't mind preparing a bento for Riki and sometimes for our sisters. They're very important to me, and I can't help but love all of them. It's natural to have a desire to do something for those you care about."

"Well, I better get going. Have a lovely time together, alright?" She turned round and walked a few steps forward in her direction before teleporting somewhere.

The dark purple-haired magician glanced at Riki and said, "Shall we resume from where we left off? I like going on dates with you, Riki."

"Well I believe so." The tall, wealthy human man had a loving expression on his handsome visage as he gazed back into his wife's magenta eyes. He wanted to hold her in his arms so much, but restrained himself to be more gentlemanly in the eyes of those who saw them together.

"Oh, they're holding hands," a young woman whispered. "How lovely."

Another one inquired, "You don't suppose they're actually...?"

A young man nodded. "It has to be true. Just look at the way they're looking at each other."

The second woman disagreed on something. "But they're so..." It felt as if she wasn't pleased with the height difference.

Understanding what she meant, a third woman around the other three's ages responded with, "Who cares about that? Don't they look cute together, though? They really suit one another to me."

Despite the both of them hearing the spectators' comments about them, Riki and Mitsuki kept walking forward before the wife in the marriage called out.

“Riki,” Mitsuki said and stopped. She turned to face him with a sincere seriousness in her eyes and facial expression. “It’s time for me to tell you my concerns. Rather than to put our romantic reunion as a couple first, I want us and everyone else in our group, to counter the roads ahead of us. There is not a single doubt in my entire being of the dangers towards the magicians, but us as well. You know that, don’t you?”

Riki gazed back into his love’s eyes in a serene manner. “Of course I do. Being with you and the others has molded me into who I am right now, but being apart from you most of all turned into a time for me to learn more about what you’ve endured since our first encounter. Not only about you, though.”

Immediately, Mitsuki knew but was not surprised by her husband’s words. “…You’re such a workaholic. No wonder I can’t bring myself to forgive you for yesterday’s—” She cut herself off and took a step back, not once taking her eyes off of the man who loved her; and she towards him.

Riki smiled slightly, but all so affectionately. “I know, and I apologized for how I treated you after finding out about your pain and the history that’s gone on for a long time.”

“Yet, knowing the things you’ve learn about me doesn’t sever the love I have for you. I don’t doubt my feelings for you as much as you’ve felt for what I couldn’t tell you myself.” Mitsuki paused and then continued. “What I would like to let everyone know are my circumstances and Neon’s history, but I’m forbidden to as part of my punishment and exile from home.”

The sun’s rays glimmered in a lovely way on Riki’s black hair and he nodded. “This’ll be our secret until the time comes for us to tell them.” His shoulder’s fell. “No. I’ll be the one to do that so I can protect you, Mitsuki.”

“Riki…”

Riki took hold of his wife’s left hand with his right and lowered his legs. He steadily entwined their fingers together before taking hold of Mitsuki’s waist with his free hand. Then, he pulled her body close to his—it was evident there was no resistance from her, in contrast to his advances. The dark purple-haired magician placed her right hand on Riki’s cheek; their eyes gradually closed and their lips met.

The love they held for one another attracted more attention—stares and glances from bystanders, but nothing else was important. They spent as much time together before being called in to Le Renard Noir later that night.

XXX

"What's up?" Kenshi asked as he and Hiro entered the bar together. "I heard something was urgent and met Hiro on the way here."

Atsumu had a serious expression on his face. "..." He glanced at Takuto sitting in front of the counter. The latter appeared to have a flustered look.

"What's up with Takkun, you mean!" Hiro exclaimed. "His face is totally red!" A sly grin formed from his lips. "Something juicy definitely happened."

Takuto glanced upward at Hiro and Kenshi. "It's nothing." He may have had a calm tone when he spoke, but he seemed angry. "There's no way that's frickin' possible."

Hiro blinked once. "Takkun, are you feeling okay? You seem like you would be sick by your voice and facial expression."

"Of course I'm not!" the light blond yelled this time. "Who would be when they've been humiliated so much in a day?!"

Hiro glanced at Atsumu. "Boss."

Atsumu frowned in a way that seemed more like his usual self. "A male customer today was hitting on Rina, so Takkun got riled up and told him not to mess with her. There were a whole bunch of other people who had come to eat here as well, and when they saw Takkun helping Rina out, they were complimenting and cheering him on. They also called those two a couple, thinking they were dating. It was nice but also embarrassing in Takkun's case, so you know how it typically is." He smiled dryly before returning to a somber expression. "That's not what I called you all here for, however. We've got a new mission on our hands, and it involves countering the mafia. What we're dealing with is no ordinary mafia, either. It's a triad. Do you know which one?"

The men looked at each other before gazing at the wavy-haired brunet. Rina and Mitsuki on the other hand, gave their undivided attention to him as he explained the direness of his statements.

Atsumu continued. His expression did not budge as he told his teammates. "It's the 14K who're targeting us. Though this might be an assumption, they could be after the magicians as well due to the powers magicians hold within themselves. I'm concerned about Sayuri more than the girls because of the video they sent us." He glanced at Takuto and nodded.

In response, the hacker took out his laptop and opened it. Then, he clicked on the play button for them all to watch.

"Yes, may I help you gentlemen?" A man turned around and asked after closing his shop early.

When Hiro saw who it was, he was stunned. "What?!"

The video continued to play, despite his surprise.

A group of three men in suits walked up to the man. They were all wearing sunglasses and had stoic looks on their faces. What was most prominent about them was their sync when they stepped up to the man while standing next to one another in a row.

"We're looking for a girl who may have worked here," the man in the middle began. He took out a small photo of said girl from his breast pocket located on his suit’s left side, handing it to the man, who delicately grabbed the photo and gazed at it for a second before shifting his focus to the leader of the three. "She is notorious for striking against us, specifically at our master, and has attack us on many occasions since the day she arrived on Earth through a form of teleportation, or so we believe. Her name is Sayuri Mitsuyoshi. She is also a magician with wings that shine brighter than what we picture angels to have, as hers are packed with a power unlike anyone on Earth has seen or experienced when they emerge from her back. Therefore, she is a very dangerous adversary of ours, sir. If you would please cooperate with us, we will give you a large sum of money in return."

"Sayuri, you say," the man noted calmly. "From what you have just told me, I don't believe she is the same girl I remember. This young lady in the picture does not remind me of the girl I once knew, except for her orange eyes and hair. Sayuri's hair, however, is lighter than this woman's, and her eyes couldn’t be agate. Since the picture is also small, I am not certain if they have the same hair length or not, but I believe hers was shorter. The young woman in this photo probably grew her hair out longer than Sayuri's, too. The Sayuri you've described to me is not the Sayuri I know. Sayuri Mitsuyoshi could never look like this; she couldn't be a magician, or an angel-like being. Sayuri is a human girl who didn't have a place to go to until I met her. I don't believe she is, and I don't wish for money. Sayuri is not a dangerous person, but an innocent—"

"Innocent? I don't think so." He was cut off by the leader. "If you have a different view of her, you're wrong. You don't know a thing about Sayuri Mitsuyoshi because the way you see her is someone who doesn't have any special abilities--someone who's dull in nature and has no real qualities to create a sense of frustration and lure out someone else's wrath. But the orange hair and agate eyes in the photo? Those aren't what human girls have unless they dye their hair and get cosmetic surgery performed on their irises. No human could ever have those types of physical characteristics at birth, and they certainly can't have abnormal bodies and powers. Though there are some humans who are blessed with unhuman strength and attributes, Sayuri Mitsuyoshi could never be one of them due to being born in the magician world, a world so ancient and advanced before our own." He removed his sunglasses from his face, revealing his brown eyes. "She is, sculpted to perfection. That's not the reason we're after her, but she's interfering with our plans." There was one demand he and his lackeys had in mind at the moment. "Tell us where she is if you know what's good for you." He came closer to the manager.

The middle-age man's eyes widen. "...!" It appeared as if there was no place left for him to back into as the three members of the mafia cornered him to the edge of the counter.

The video stopped playing. Riki, Kenshi, and most of all, Hiro were shocked and paralyzed as to what had taken place before their eyes.

"...Who was that they were after just now?" Riki questioned.

Kenshi blinked. "And what's their reason for going after that man besides trying to get to Sayuri? Could they be after something else?"

Hearing those words from the firefighter, it was all coming together to Hiro. "!!" He swiftly turned his head towards Takuto. "Takkun!"

Takuto gave another nod. "Yeah. I checked before anyone else got here after the video was sent to my laptop. They know the manager of the café has the cymophane since Sayuri left it for him. She probably flew back the same night we gave it to her; plus, the 14K may also have been observing her and us since the night we snuck into the mansion to get that painting of Takuji Uramoto. He's pretty famous, and it's been mentioned many times that he's a magician, so it's likely they're after him as well."

Mitsuki looked at the floor. "That's correct. He's made himself known but due to the Human World's lack of magic and resources Neon has, he's brought more than enough to last him and Asuka years without having to go back to Neon. There have been times when Asuka's collapsed from overexertion and her fragile state, so he nurses her back to health.”

Rina added, “Takuji was also paired up with Sayuri during their time in high school to train and bring out their best abilities.”

Mitsuki nodded. “Despite the fact he hasn't revealed anything, he's likely to have planned something with her in order to bring the mafia down. As we're magicians, we are restricted on having our powers to their fullest range, unless we're told otherwise by the two highest ranking families of our world. But now, we need to get there as soon as possible." She looked at Atsumu. "I can't let you stay in harm's way, so the rest of us will go. At any rate, it'll be easier to get everyone else to the café now that I'm back."

Rina turned her head towards the other Black Foxes with a composed expression. "Is everyone ready?"

"Hold up." Takuto got up from his seat and closed his laptop. "I don't want to be dropped on my ass by the time we get there." He took hold of the electronic device, placing it under his left arm.

"Who said we would drop you?" Rina asked with the same look on her face.

Takuto blushed. "W-Well, I can't be too reckless, can I?"

"Anyway, let's go. We're already late as it is."

Hiro had a resolved expression etched onto his face. "We can't let the 14K do anything to the manager. He's too good of a person to be beaten and killed by anyone, so let's do this."

Everyone besides Atsumu nodded and were sent to the location of the café owner after having a bright light of different colors surrounding them.

Even though I know they'll be fine, I still fear for their lives, the wavy-haired man thought. I'm probably getting too old, but that doesn't mean I can't care about our family. Right, Shinobu? For their sakes, I'll have to prepare a grand feast for them so they can come back with brighter smiles.

XXX

It was a dead end for the manager of the café. He had run all the way to the rooftop and was a few feet away from the edge that met nothing else, but the cool air with his back facing it. It was truly a defective time and place for him to be at, as it was also one of the worst situations for someone to go through. The three mafia men were in front of him, and there was nowhere else to escape to. It felt like the end of the world for the frightened café owner.

"What is your purpose for doing this?" he asked, trying not to show his fear. "I have no clue as to where the woman you are searching for could be! She does not reside, nor does she work anywhere near here, or in the café."

The leader of the three only said, "It is your fault for not telling us so before running away. You could have saved your life if not for your unethical attitude downstairs. As for our purpose... Slaughtering you might give us an opportunity to lure her out and capture her once and for all. She has given us a long chase this past month, so it's to be expected that we'll have to take our revenge on her and sell her to the black market afterwards." He showed an eerie grin. "Perhaps we'll do some other stuff before that. She does have the looks, after all. We'll violate and torture her as punishment for messing with us. Then again, who needs auctions from the market when we can enslave her to do our bidding. Hehehe."

It was unbelievable how far the group of men would go to if Sayuri was in their hands. It was sickening and revolting enough to get on a kindhearted person's nerves, which there was no doubt the manager felt livid about.

"How dare you filthy lot of men say such impure things towards a woman, especially to Sayuri!" the middle-aged man shouted. "You should be ashamed of having been born into this world! Have your parents not taught you any courtesy at all?! No man should ever think about defiling a lady, no matter her appearance and personality! All men should be gentle and polite when a woman is in their presence!"

The 14K triad member gritted his teeth and snarled. "Why, you—! How dare you give me a lesson on how a man should behave! You're nothing but an old man who likes to run his mouth like a motor on and off until someone gets annoyed at you! I'll show you who's right or wrong!" He was aiming to punch the manager with his right hand and arm when...

"Hold it right there!" Hiro, who was enraged more than anyone else at the moment, had appeared with every member of the Black Foxes going on the mission. It was a terrible case of anger igniting his fiery core.

The three triad members turned around, and the leader smirked. "Well, well. What do we have here? So the Black Foxes have finally arrived, have they? It seems you all got our message. We were waiting for you to get here. And look, you managed to save the café owner from death's hands. For now at least. But we'll kill him after you've been finished off by our comrades." He blew onto his index and middle fingers located on his right hand to form a whistle-like sound, but was a bit softer when doing so.

Immediately, several other triad members jumped out and covered the edges of the roof. Although they were completely surrounded and outnumbered, the Black Foxes’ team did not falter, standing their ground with their backs facing the others'. It was like a scene from an action film but it was even better than one. It was also at that very moment that something phenomenal happened, and in the blink to an eye, too. A bright light radiated above everyone on the scene as if it were a fairy tale glow summoned from a book of the stories that were listed in it. Thousands of needle-like objects spun out and hit the mafia members, knocking them unconscious and evading the Black Foxes. Shortly afterwards, the sharp needles dissipated, and the light sank back to a pair of wings, giving the chance for Sayuri to display her alluring, yet pale form.

As they witnessed her appearance, Hiro's eyes were taken in the older girl's beauty, more so than Kenshi was; albeit there was the fact Sayuri landed between those two when it came to age. Even the manager of the café was enchanted by the woman balanced above all of them. Soon enough, the winged magician gracefully descended down to the roof's ground.

Sayuri scanned wherever the 14K triad members were lying. "What a pain in the back. Really. Do I have to go through all of this for a group of criminals looking for me? Just when I was about to go home, too. This isn't a night that's in favor of me now, is it?" Afterward, she confronted the members of the Black Foxes with her agate gaze. "So we meet again, you so-called noble thieves of art. Or should I say, the Black Foxes. It really isn't as great of a pleasure to see you, but that doesn't matter. I have to rally up these foul men and turn them over to the police station before the night ends, thank you very much. I'll be taking my leave, so fare thee well."

"Wait," Hiro called out, almost as though he were desperate.

"What is it?" Sayuri glanced at the orange-haired young man whom she once referred to as a friend.

Hiro frowned somewhat sadly. "Can we talk for a bit? There's a lot we'd like to discuss with you, Sayuri."

"There's no reason to," Sayuri shot down her words.

Hiro shook his head. "But there is. Because I just told you that reason."

Rina gazed at her best friend with her hands folded across her chest and added, "Why don't you hear us out, then? I don't care if you refuse to say anything in reply to the other guys, but at least have a chat with Hiro. He's a good person at heart, which sets apart what a thief at night would commonly be from who he truly is on the inside. You already know not all human guys are like this, so do something for his sake."

Sayuri's shoulders fell. "Fine. We can't speak inside the café. That's my condition for listening and answering you guys. I don't want to be in a place like that anyhow. Understand?" She arrowed her eyes with order. "I just can't find being in the place I had reluctantly agreed to live in and work at as an employee very fitting since my wings weren't comfortable the first instance I had been here. I even went home every night but you should get the point by now."

The owner of the café took a step forward. "Um..."

Sayuri glanced at him. "Yes?"

"Are you really... Sayuri Mitsuyoshi?" the middle-aged man asked. "You don't quite seem to be the same girl I remembered meeting over a month ago."

"Is there anyone else you recall meeting on their twenty-first birthday who has the same name as me?" Sayuri frowned indifferently.

"Well, no, but..." He looked down. "It's hard to believe you were the very young woman who was once here not too long ago. I was quite fond of you for being such a kind and warm person. You attracted so many customers to my café, and I have always been grateful to you. I can't thank you enough for spreading joy to this place and bringing wonderful smiles to everyone's faces."

Sayuri let out a worn out sigh. "Well, I suppose I should thank you as well for giving me a place to stay and hiring me. Why don't you join the conversation? I'm positive you wouldn't want to be left out of this." She looked back at the group of thieves, and sat down with her legs crossed.

XXX

"Now, what do you want to ask me?" Sayuri inquired as she waited for Hiro to start conversing. Her wings had disappeared after sitting down to face the Black Foxes.

A sense of nostalgia flowed into Hiro's body and he softly smiled at Sayuri. He thought back to a couple nights ago and the memories of that portion of the past came back to him in a flash. "You're really nice, and I mean more than meets the eye, you know that? You went out of your way to create a trap for us in order to restore Rina's powers and save her from losing them. That's an astounding feat none of us could have thought of since we didn't have Mitsuki back in Japan with us until after we went to the mountain. Thanks."

"Well, I can't just let Rina die from that rotten woman's plans." The orange-haired magician was looking into Hiro's eyes with a crucial hint in her expression. "It's her fault that Rina was in danger in the first place. Not only Rina, but other magicians who are here on Earth. Of course, I don't want them to perish. Because they're important to me, I can't let them go. It's too sad to never get the chance to see the ones you love ever again, along with not being able to talk to them when they're gone forever; it's even more painful to have to say goodbye to them, especially when they're in your line of sight. I'm not the only one who doesn't want that. There are so many magicians who don't, as well. That's why..." She was filled with a resolve that could move the hearts of others in a short amount of time. "...I won't give up on setting things right. And I'll make sure that woman pays for what she's done. She's pulled a lot of strings, but I'll be working to stop her with Takuji and the others."

"...Sayuri..." Hiro saw how much Sayuri was purely devoted to save her own people.

She must be going through a lot to do what she has so far, he thought. It's no wonder she has such a strong sense of justice. I want to help her, even if I'm not fit to stand on the same ground or breathe the same air as her. So…

There was a curious look on Takuto’s face as he gazed up at Sayuri from his computer screen. “’That woman?’ Who exactly would you be referring to? From what you’ve told us just now, there’s something unpleasant about her. She must be sucking away the magicians’ powers in order to eliminate them from existence, especially in the world you’ve been trying to benefit—our world, the Human World—since there was originally no trace of magic until...” He narrowed his eyes before finally coming to an answer. “ ...the magicians came here as part of their mission to help this world. So I take it she's hated all magicians enough to strategize and perform a counterattack against you guys. Which means..." He glanced at Rina for a few seconds before turning his gaze back at Sayuri. "Every magician staying here is in peril far more than quadruple the amount the whole planet is going through right now. What about your princess? Is she still on Earth, or is she back home?"

"For the time being," Sayuri went on, "Takuji and I have sent Asuka home to rest and recover her powers. At the very least, I don't want to involve her in the fight that I'm going to take part in. I don't know if that's going to do anything but... You all may end up going into this if you decide to go with me. It's no ordinary battlefield, but whatever your choice is, I won't stop you."

Hiro and everyone else smiled at Sayuri. Of course they were going with her. And. It was evidently present that their bond and willpower were powerful and overwhelming for a band of thieves, so much so they wanted the orange-haired girl to be part of their bond.

"Like anyone's going to stop us," Riki grinned victoriously. "We're the Black Foxes. We don't back down from what we seek to do and we'll finish our missions without a care for anything else. That's one of our mottos we live by when we work at night! I'm gonna ask you this again, Sayuri. You rejected my offer before, but that doesn't change the fact I'm set on having you as a member of our team. Will you join the Black Foxes?" He held his hand out for the magician's reply as he stood up.

Sayuri also rose from her position and looked directly into the leader's eyes. "I'm sorry to say this to you, Riki. But my answer remains the same. I will not join you as we're on the opposite sides, but I can stay with you all, seeing as you're willing to risk your lives for the magicians. Therefore, let us arrange what we will be doing later on. I will meet you after I recharge in Neon. I need to heal there as well since I was attacked and wounded before arriving here tonight."

Kenshi spoke despite being flabbergasted along with the others as he glanced up from sitting on the ground. "What? You're hurt?" He frowned in concern. "Is your wound... painful? If it is, I think you should come by LRN another time. Maybe, you should stay home for a few days if you're gonna go back to heal it."

Sayuri shook her head. "No, it'll be alright. It's... a wound that gives me a feeling of remembrance." She looked down for a few seconds, then raised her head up slowly. "I'll meet you all. At Le Renard Noir. So... Wait for me and don't forget that I'm going to be staying with you, so I'll be sleeping on a bed there for a while. Also. Have Rina return to Neon tonight before I come. She should at least visit her family and let them know she’s doing well in the Human World. I won't be seeing her back home, though." She turned around, walking toward the edge of the rooftop before stopping in her tracks. After that, she turned her head to gaze at the six members of the Black Foxes and the café manager. "I nearly forgot to mention this. Mitsuki-san, you two look good together. It has been over nine years now, but congratulations on your wedding. Manjuki-san must be looking forward to the day you have a kid with your husband.1 And Owner? Live well without me and don't get yourself involved with this. It's about time for you to sever your will to hold onto me, so don't become depressed over the memories I've been in, and resume your life as it already is. You can't look back and sink into despair. You need to be strong for the people around you. If your employees become worried about you, apologize to them and make a decision to remove their anxiety. Thank you for everything you done for me." Sayuri's wings grew out and flapped once before rising again. She flew up and disappeared afterward. Along with her, the 14K triad members were gone and out of sight, indicating where she might have gone first.

Hiro looked at the manager and smiled. "I know you're sad about her departure, but try to listen to her words. I'm positive she wanted the best for you, Manager. If she didn't, she wouldn't have cared to tell you anything. I believe Sayuri was looking out for us as well. She might not have said much about it, but maybe she's trying to protect everyone who're pure at heart in her own way. That's... my conviction." At that moment, his smile became softer and full of endearment. His support for his friend was to be praised, as he could not be disloyal to the feeling of care towards the winged magician.

Kenshi felt a wave of excitement for the college student. "Hiro...!" He was glad the young man was dedicated to Sayuri as he was, but felt as though Hiro had a stronger heart for her than he did.

Takuto looked at the café owner. "Well, she did pull the wool over our eyes the last time we crossed paths with her. Luckily, we weren't killed, but she concocted the perfect plan to lure us—except for Sir Beard-it-all—out to a secluded terrain and replenish Rina's powers." He gave a short nod at his ex-girlfriend. "She was losing them, anyway. Sayuri's a clever one to have done all that in a short period of time. Looking at our missions so far, she was always ahead of us. Even tonight, she stole the spotlight in just a flash. She really beats us to it every time, but with good intentions. It's no wonder Riki wants her to join us. She still rejects the thought of siding with thieves, but now we can compromise on working together to defeat the woman who's going against the magicians. She's a commendable person at least, so don't fret over not seeing her again. The girl you knew was hiding her true self; yet she does it to help her kind. You're already proud of her and you love her like a family member, but with everything that's happened, you'll have to move on and forget about her. She doesn't want you to regret anything. The thing is, she can't go back to being under your roof and working for you. The cymophane returning to you wasn't for nothing, you know."

The manager of the café was surprised. "You mean... Sayuri didn't receive it from someone she knew? Then..."

Hiro nodded in confirmation. "That's right. She said it belonged to someone she knew and that person happened to be you, Manager. We didn't know who the cymophane belonged to until Takkun and I visited you. Thanks to you, we were finally able to see her again. But... It wasn't like we were on friendly terms then." He gave an eye smile this time. "I guess the credit should go to Rina since Sayuri seems to have opened up a little whenever she spoked to her."

Kenshi chuckled. "And with Saionji here, she even acknowledged our married couple." Looking at Riki for a brief second, he laughed some more. "But she totally refused our leader, which of course makes it worthwhile. Hahaha."

Riki frown with an irritated look on his face. "Laugh all you want while you still can. I'll be giving you something you won't be looking forward to once we get back, you little brat. It's no wonder you never got a girl to keep with you." He smirked sarcastically. "Aren't you the poor old sap of us all?"

"What are you talking about?" The sniper cocked his head with a dumbfounded expression. "You and Boss are the oldest ones of us all, and Takuto's next in line after me! I'm basically in the middle of everyone, even if you include the women on our team."

Heh... Takuto narrowed his eyes as he stared at the firefighter.

Hiro was also watching with a similar facial appearance, but had a dull half-smile to add to it in contrast to the hacker's nonchalant look. Hm.

The two of them sighed simultaneously in their minds [but not letting out an exhale from their actual bodies]. At least he didn't say anything about Mitsuki's age.

They then sent signals with their eyes with Takuto being the first to respond.

That would've been bad. For Kenny, I mean.

Hiro silently agreed. No kidding. But Mitsuki's feelings would've still been hurt in the process.

"..." Riki was still looking sternly at Kenshi. Then he turned around. "Let's get going. Boss is waiting for us and Sayuri is going to be at the bar soon. He must have prepared some food for us. Hopefully, nothing's gone cold."

Mitsuki smiled. The sight of her was as serene as ever when things hadn't gotten to an unpleasant state. "Perhaps the food has already... We can reheat it once we get back. Let's not worry too much about making Atsumu wait."

Kenshi was still clueless in the current situation. "Did something happen while I was at work this morning?"

"It's nothing you really need to know about, Kenshi," Rina patted the most oblivious member of the group on the back with her left hand. She glanced at the café owner/manager. "Sayuri will be fine with us. She can take care of herself, no matter what's thrown at her."

The middle-aged man nodded. "She was capable of saving us while injured. I wonder if she can truly handle being in this foreign place by herself."

Rina raised her eyebrows. "Oh? That sounds like you don't trust her enough. Sayuri's always like this; she's a bit reckless in some ways, but she's also a magician like Mitsuki-san and I are. We all make foolish mistakes because we're alive. Sayuri probably doesn't want to inform you how she got hurt in the first place, as well. If she decides not to say anything else about it, it's her choice. Do you not think so?"

"I see you're very supportive towards her," the manager smiled gradually. "Thank you. She must be fortunate to have a friend like yourself, young lady."

"Not at all," the blonde beauty replied. Her expression was still as collected as usual when she was unprovoked by anything/anyone, especially by a certain someone. "Sayuri's... always been by my side during our high school and college days in Neon. I'm grateful to have her as a companion."

She looked down and entered her thoughts. Even during my most difficult times, she was placing more effort to cheer me up. And not just her, but everyone else in their own way. I can't abandon those dear to me, not even Sayuri. With the new circumstances we'll be facing with her, I have to ensure her safety as much as I can.

The café manager gave one last tender smile. "I must really be getting old for my age. I don't even know if I've live half my life yet when I think back at everything that has occurred in it. To think a magician had been by my side all this time, and that one of my greatest customers was a member of the famous Black Foxes. In addition, there are two female magicians aiding this band of thieves. I would have never thought the truth was laid out in front of me like this." Taking a glimpse of the six members who came along that night, he added, "My, you all are an impressive bunch, and so is Sayuri. I'm glad to have had this encounter with you seven tonight. Thank you for saving my life. I shall pray for your success in saving the other magicians, including your own.2 Goodbye and good luck to you all."

Hiro closed his eyes with a jubilant smile. "Thanks! We'll make sure those evildoers don't get away with their objective. You can count on us!" He saluted the owner of the café. "Teehee! Or should also we say, toodle-loo!"

The rest of the Black Foxes smiled at the manager and Hiro's last words to each other before heading (teleporting) back to Le Renard Noir with Mitsuki and Rina's help. From now on, they would be moving forward and could not look back on the old things which were peaceful, but the ones that needed to be done for the sake of magic and alteration. That very night was when a new door towards their future was unlocked, and they had decided to step through it without hesitation. It was because of their desire to assist Sayuri and the other magicians in order to save them from a cruel, malicious demise that they took drastic measures into their hands, jumping into an extraordinary frontier awaiting their arrival.

XXX

1) Sayuri used verbal irony in which to invoke situational and dramatic irony, as Mitsuki and Riki cannot have a child together.

2) In case there is any confusion, the café manager/owner’s words mean to save the magicians, along with Rina and Mitsuki, whom are members of the Black Foxes.

#Riki Yanase #Takuto Hirukawa #Atsumu Kashiwabara #Hiro Sarashina #Kenshi Inagaki #love letter from thief x #LLFTX #voltage fanfic #Voltage Inc. Pair-up #voltage fanfics

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Mar 31 Bevel’s Movie Night - Rugrats Passover & The Prince of Egypt

Today, Prowl learned about human history. It’s wild, but like, not really any more wild than Cybertron’s early history? He can handle a talking shrub with hologram flames that hands out snakes with stick alt-modes.

Today Bevel 7:30 pm *she's a little subdued tonight, but the room's set up, and she's sitting on the floor fiddling with something laying on the floor in front of her* Ratchet 7:33 pm *pops in* Bevel 7:34 pm *looks up and smiles at Ratchet* Hi, Ratchet. Ratchet 7:34 pm Heya, kiddo. Whatcha got there? Bevel 7:37 pm Part of my ship's engine. I gotta fix it before I leave. Ratchet 7:39 pm Oh! *flomps down beside* What's the issue with it? Bevel 7:41 pm I think *she points to a mess of wires inside the panel she's working on* something got crossed wrong. Or a circuit board is wrong. I can fix the first one tonight but the circuit board means I gotta weld stuff. I cannot do that during the documentaries. Ratchet 7:44 pm Hmm. Doesn't seem like too much trouble, then. Bevel 7:45 pm ((this is so bad, I'm gonna just... Ratchet 7:45 pm [[ it is truly terrible ]] ItsyBitsySpyers 7:47 pm *Soundwave creeps in, smelling faintly of smoke and melted plastic. He'll sit down like nothing's wrong and give the other two calm nods.* Bevel 7:48 pm No, just annoying. *she sticks her glossa out at the reek from Soundwave* Hi, Soundwave. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:48 pm *What are you calling a reek. FAINTLY.* Ratchet 7:49 pm *he smell bad* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:49 pm *LISTEN HERE* Ratchet 7:49 pm *DECEPTICON STANK* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:49 pm *This is the scent of MORALS* Ratchet 7:50 pm *Ratchet doesn't mean that he knows Soundwave is not a Decepticon* ItsyBitsySpyers 7:51 pm [[What will you be showing tonight?]] Bevel 7:52 pm Passover documentaries from Earth and something Miko said I would like. ((gonna start on the hour so if everyone needs food, drinks, potty breaks, now is a good time. Ratchet 7:54 pm [[ this is reminding me there was a really cute Jewish family who I was on the same plane with on the way both to and from TFCon last year ]] Bevel 7:54 pm ((heee Bevel 7:57 pm One of them is about a prince in Egypt? Ratchet 7:58 pm Sounds interesting. I've met a prince from.... huh. I can't remember what country he was from. Bevel 7:59 pm Was he nice? Ratchet 7:59 pm Yeah! He helped the Aerialbots out. ItsyBitsySpyers 7:59 pm [[Ah, he knows that story. He has seen it before. It is most satisfying.]] Bevel 8:00 pm Awesome. *to both things, she goes back to poking at her project* Ratchet 8:01 pm [[ THAT is Prince of Egypt music ]] VProwl 8:02 pm ((... i can't find a chat log for it so i guess prowl hasn't seen it before. has it been since before i was on prowl that i saw it in a stream??)) Ratchet 8:03 pm [[ last time i saw it in stream u were drift and i was sadie ]] VProwl 8:03 pm ((i DID find the stream log on drift, so i guess it's been... almost 3 years... wow)) Ratchet 8:03 pm [[ unless there's been a time since then??? i thought maybe there was.... ]] Bevel 8:04 pm ((Oh good I don't feel so bad reshowing it then VProwl 8:04 pm ((i thought there was too, but i don't have a log, so...)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:05 pm ((someone showed it like a year ago but i think i'm the only one who went?)) Ratchet 8:06 pm [[ i know whirl has seen it at least twice. i was there when whirl saw it a second time and was still delighted by heqet ]] [[ he pointed it out to windchill ]] Bevel 8:06 pm *giggles quietly at Angelica's idea of freedom* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:06 pm *Soundwave settles in to see this story. He hasn't seen this version of it.* Bevel 8:08 pm ...mom acts like this sometimes if you mention Optimus. It is less funny when she does it. VProwl 8:08 pm *A human holiday. Those are dangerous.* ... When in this holiday? Bevel 8:08 pm Right now! ItsyBitsySpyers 8:08 pm *Soundwave thinks it's hilarious, but he's not sad about the Prime's loss.* VProwl 8:09 pm Oh. *If anons were going to try to harass him into celebrating it, they probably would have done so by now. He must be safe.* All right. Bevel 8:09 pm Hi, Prowl. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:10 pm *That sounds like Laserbeak's requirements for a holiday* Ratchet 8:10 pm Oh! Hey, Prowl. VProwl 8:10 pm ... Hi. *Oh. Yeah. He didn't really greet everyone. He sort of just snuck in as it was starting.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:10 pm *Nods to Prowl, who is almost certainly going to sit with Ratchet, and continues listening* Bevel 8:11 pm Why not the other babies? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:11 pm [[He dislikes the youngling with the yellow hair.]] ItsyBitsySpyers 8:12 pm [[HA.]] Bevel 8:12 pm *laughs* VProwl 8:12 pm *Soundwave is right; Prowl does so.* Maybe the others didn't have baskets. Ratchet 8:13 pm Hehehe. I've done that a time or two. *Ratchet is on the floor with Bevel* *just so Prowl knows where he's sitting* VProwl 8:13 pm *On the floor he is.* Bevel 8:14 pm *floor bots yay* VProwl 8:15 pm ... Building a pyramid upside-down is actually a far more impressive architectural achievement than the regular way. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:16 pm [[Clearly, the pharoah knows nothing.]] VProwl 8:18 pm ((... i didn't know the subs could keep going while the picture is frozen)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:18 pm ((...neither did i)) Bevel 8:18 pm ((hulu really ItsyBitsySpyers 8:19 pm ((i was sitting here like 'oh that's clever, not having to animate all that')) Ratchet 8:19 pm [[ me too lmao ]] ItsyBitsySpyers 8:21 pm [[Toning it down for the bitlets, he sees.]] ((LMAO THE PHONE)) VProwl 8:23 pm They could have chosen better actors for the dramatic reenactment. It's not very dramatic. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:23 pm [[You'll like the other version better, he thinks.]] Bevel 8:23 pm Is it more serious? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:23 pm [[Quite.]] Bevel 8:24 pm *nods* Ratchet 8:25 pm *snickers* VProwl 8:25 pm ((that pun oh my god)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:25 pm ((the baby bath water joke omg)) Ratchet 8:25 pm *baby with the bathwater* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:26 pm *Soundwave isn't familiar with the expression or he'd have found that hilarious.* Bevel 8:26 pm So much for Pharaoh. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:27 pm [[Indeed.]] VProwl 8:27 pm ... Somehow I feel like the original story was... bloodier. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:28 pm *Soft huffing. Prowl isn't wrong.* Ratchet 8:28 pm [[ that was really cute though i haven't seen rugrats passover before ]] [[ *wiggles* ]] [[ honestly we could watch this movie every week and i would never get tired of it ]] Bevel 8:29 pm ((I love the Rugrats Passover so much ((same ItsyBitsySpyers 8:29 pm ((PoE is hard to watch sometimes but i love it so)) Bevel 8:30 pm I guess we will find out now, Prowl. This is a much longer documentary. *she forgets her tinkering for the moment* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:31 pm *Soundwave scoots forward on his seat and rests his chin on his hands. A history lesson, a story he can get behind, and music. What's not to like?* VProwl 8:31 pm *They're singing. And Prowl's already on high alert for dogs.* Bevel 8:31 pm ((omg prowl ItsyBitsySpyers 8:31 pm *No, no. That's Monday.* Ratchet 8:33 pm *leans back on his palms* *this music. mm.* VProwl 8:33 pm *Well. It's already bloodier than the last documentary.* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:35 pm [[This youngling was extremely fortunate to have avoided certain death so many times.]] Ratchet 8:35 pm [[ what i appreciate most about this movie as an adult, tho, is that there's not a single damn white person in it. ...... at least in the way that they're animated. ]] Bevel 8:36 pm ((same VProwl 8:36 pm ((v good job they did there)) ItsyBitsySpyers 8:36 pm ((ye)) VProwl 8:36 pm ... Do humans usually adopt each other that fast? Bevel 8:37 pm *shrugs* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:38 pm [[He has not seen many tales of human adoption.]] *Huff.* [[One might say they have a nose for trouble.]] Bevel 8:39 pm This looks like a fun race. Ratchet 8:39 pm *sputtering* SOUNDWAVE. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:39 pm *Bobbing quietly.* Bevel 8:39 pm *giggles* VProwl 8:40 pm Pff. Bevel 8:41 pm *frowns* Bad dad. Bevel 8:43 pm ((my new thing, that line kills me every time ItsyBitsySpyers 8:44 pm *Low, irritable buzz.* Bevel 8:45 pm *scowls* VProwl 8:45 pm Ugh. Bevel 8:45 pm Ha. *and she's back to frowning* VProwl 8:46 pm ... Does he have ANY experience in architecture? ItsyBitsySpyers 8:46 pm [[Presenting another living being as a gratification toy. They deserved to have their fingers bitten off by her.]] [[And it is unlikely.]] VProwl 8:50 pm Hm. *okay the architecture thing isn't as offensive as the slavery thing. but it's pretty offensive.* Ratchet 8:50 pm *did YOU have any experience Prowl* Bevel 8:51 pm Oh he got it. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:51 pm [[Music can be a powerful cause of recall.]] VProwl 8:52 pm *he had one hell of a crammed education, five architecture and construction experts guiding him, and the willingness to turn to the people who were supposed to be working for him and tell them he was clueless and needed their help.* Bevel 8:52 pm *nods and hums* ItsyBitsySpyers 8:54 pm [[He would like to see the archives from this time. He is sure they do not move like this, but they must still contain many stories.]] VProwl 8:54 pm *certainly hopes they don't move like this.* Ratchet 8:55 pm [[ it is raining real hard and butter* is lookin out the window all interested like ]] ItsyBitsySpyers 8:55 pm [[You deserved to be risen against, human.]] Bevel 8:55 pm Yeah. VProwl 8:56 pm The best way to not be risen against is to be the kind of person against whom it would not be beneficial to rise up. ItsyBitsySpyers 8:57 pm *Nodding.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:00 pm [[Good.]] Bevel 9:00 pm *gasps* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:01 pm *Knew it was coming and still took every delight in seeing the whip-holder thrown.* Ratchet 9:04 pm [[ one of these days....... ONE OF THESE DAYS i am gonna get around to writing a prince of egypt/transformers mash up type fic with megatron as moses and optimus prime as rameses ]] Bevel 9:05 pm ...whoa, is that a thing that really happens on Earth? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:05 pm [[It is.]] Ratchet 9:05 pm [[ because in my heart of hearts i am a dirty decepticon sympathizer ]] Bevel 9:06 pm Does Cybertron have them too? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:06 pm [[The rust sea has a version of them.]] Bevel 9:07 pm Oh hey it is the bitey girl. *mental note to never go to the Rust Sea* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:09 pm *Is gonna try his damnedest to see that pattern anyway.* Ratchet 9:09 pm That's a lovely tapestry. Bevel 9:09 pm *...this is Bevel's favorite song so far* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:09 pm *Feeler wiggle. It's hard not to be caught up in this one.* VProwl 9:10 pm *a thread can certainly see its part in a tapestry; it just needs some well-placed mirrors.* *............ and eyes, but.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:11 pm ((amazon what is your PROBLEM lately)) Bevel 9:11 pm ((amazon I'm gonna VProwl 9:11 pm ((amazon needs to get its shit together)) Ratchet 9:14 pm [[ omg i never noticed the reprise of that theme before...... ]] [[ this is ur home ]] Bevel 9:14 pm ((masterpiece of a movie Ratchet 9:14 pm [[ it's so good ]] ItsyBitsySpyers 9:15 pm *Ohhh, the part with the voices. It intrigues him so.* VProwl 9:16 pm *... what in the world is going on here?* *hologram? some kind of bioluminescence?* VProwl 9:18 pm *kind of a rude deity. he raised reasonable objections.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:19 pm *Soundwave has no idea. The first time he saw it, he thought the human was hallucinating. He stopped thinking that after the... whatever the substance was that moved him around. Now he doesn't have a clue.* Bevel 9:20 pm *is fairly certain it was the human's version of Primus. whoever. whatever it is* VProwl 9:20 pm *well sure, but if primus had started talking out of a weird non-burning fire prowl would be asking how HE did it too* Bevel 9:21 pm *magic?* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:22 pm *Ask him how he made the carved tabletop move ilke the scene in this film while you're at it, Prowl. Soundwave still can't puzzle that out.* VProwl 9:22 pm *magic is merely insufficiently understood science* Bevel 9:22 pm *if you say so, Prowl* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:23 pm [[He wonders how long the Moses human was gone.]] [[Egotistical, isn't he.]] Omicron 9:24 pm *IceQueen peers in* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:25 pm [[Good evening, Ice Queen.]] Bevel 9:25 pm *waves to Ice Queen with her spanner* Omicron 9:25 pm O,o Bevel 9:25 pm Is this gonna be the gods fighting now? The human did not mention this in the first story. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:25 pm *Whirl's voice:* [][][]Praise Heqet.[][][] *The mech isn't here to do it himself. Someone had to.* VProwl 9:26 pm ... Is THIS where that was from? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:26 pm [[It is.]] Omicron 9:26 pm *wonders at the spanner, settles down on the floor in her bot mode with murmering hatchling on her shoulders* hello VProwl 9:26 pm Whirl worships a human Egyptian god? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:26 pm [[Apparently.]] VProwl 9:27 pm I'd assumed Heqet was—I don't know. A gun manufacturer. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:27 pm *Soundwave IMMEDIATELY shakes up a storm* Bevel 9:27 pm God fight. *points to the snakes* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:28 pm [[That does seem like the kind of thing he would have worshiped, doesn't it.]] Omicron 9:29 pm hmm Bevel 9:30 pm 😔 Omicron 9:32 pm Racer: *climbing down Icy's back* Bevel 9:33 pm *sits forward so she can see what Moses is going to do this time* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:34 pm [[There is your 'bloodier'.]] VProwl 9:35 pm I didn't mean literally, but—yes, I suppose so. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:36 pm *He knows what Prowl meant. There will be that, too.* Omicron 9:36 pm well this is an interesting way of doing a speach ItsyBitsySpyers 9:37 pm *Soundwave's feeler claws cilck. A favorite sequence comes now.* VProwl 9:37 pm *Doesn't consider faith alone much of a counterbalance to the power to take lives, but okay.* Omicron 9:37 pm *a hatchling might be eyeing the feeler, or the derection* Bevel 9:37 pm *Bevel changes her mind, this is her favorite song* VProwl 9:38 pm *Plagues and small creatures are a good counterbalance.* *... And fireballs.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:39 pm [[Stubborn fool.]] Bevel 9:39 pm *so faith?* Omicron 9:39 pm very VProwl 9:40 pm *No no, not faith. A big friend with bigger powers than their enemy. Whether or not they have faith in said friend doesn't change that friend's power.* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:40 pm [[How his own citizens did not rise against him for subjecting them to this to save his own pride, he does not know.]] Bevel 9:40 pm *maybe it does for the friend but Bevel doesn't know anything about this particular god* VProwl 9:40 pm Propaganda blaming it on Moses and the Hebrews, I'm sure. Omicron 9:40 pm guards? VProwl 9:42 pm ... When lower castes try to demand equality to upper castes, the leader refuses, and the lower castes cause trouble, who do the upper castes generally blame for the trouble? The leader, for standing up to social upheaval, or the lower castes, for not knowing their place? Omicron 9:43 pm *rumbles, and pets her hatchling's back* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:44 pm *Soft vent.*

[[All right. He knows. He simply - wishes it was not always so. Here. And... other places.]] Omicron 9:44 pm ........what ItsyBitsySpyers 9:44 pm [[It is as he says. The first creation of every Egyptian will perish.]] VProwl 9:44 pm ... Mm. Omicron 9:44 pm >C ItsyBitsySpyers 9:45 pm *There it is again. The... whatever that is. Smoke?* Lingo 9:45 pm ...So an alien comes out of a wormhole and eats all the human firstborn? Bevel 9:45 pm I think it is the human's Primus. Lingo 9:45 pm How can it tell which is which? Omicron 9:46 pm this....they take out everything on the youngest that can not defend or have a say in what their elders do? Bevel 9:46 pm Well, the Hebrew's god. The Egyptians have different ones. Lingo 9:46 pm well that was distressing. Bevel 9:46 pm *who sadly aren't doing much to stop things, maybe they thought the slaves should be freed as well?* VProwl 9:46 pm ... A brutal god. But most stories of gods I'm familiar with tend to be. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:47 pm [[The humans with the blood painted on their doors were not touched. That is how it knows. And only those forced to be slaves knew to do it.]] Lingo 9:47 pm I've heard a few stories about Egyptian gods. They seem to operate like reality tv casts Bevel 9:47 pm Casts? Like a play? VProwl 9:47 pm And brutality is sometimes a necessity. Omicron 9:47 pm *Icy gives a low growling in her spot, racer tries to minic* Lingo 9:48 pm Well more like a bunch of drunken people who have no business sharing a house together ItsyBitsySpyers 9:48 pm [[It is retribution for what was done to the creations of the slaves under their rule.]]

*He has always disliked that younglings were forced to suffer, but... what else could be done?* Bevel 9:48 pm Oh. Lingo 9:48 pm than like a cast of a play VProwl 9:48 pm Sometimes. *he's not going to openly support or criticize this one's choices.* Lingo 9:49 pm There's apparently quite a bit of hooplah concerning who receives the semen ItsyBitsySpyers 9:49 pm *Soundwave nods at Prowl.* [[What do sailors have to do with gods?]] Bevel 9:49 pm Seamen? Lingo 9:49 pm No more like a milky human byproduct They seem very hung up on it ItsyBitsySpyers 9:49 pm [[Ugh. Human ooze.]] [[Please, say no more.]] Bevel 9:50 pm Ha. Omicron 9:50 pm *snorts* Lingo 9:50 pm Apparently there is a kind of lettuce who also produces a similar textured milky white byproduct Omicron 9:51 pm yeah, lets not get into those human oddies Lingo 9:51 pm ....and something about necrophilia? but I think that might be an unrelated story to the lettuce. Bevel 9:51 pm *shrugs, humans and their gods are strange she guesses* ((so glad they actually put the words instead of [singing in Hebrew] Omicron 9:52 pm at least there are many more young ones that have been freed Ratchet 9:52 pm [[ YES i've always wondered what the words were that was really nice ]] Omicron 9:53 pm ((yes!)) ItsyBitsySpyers 9:53 pm *...He may not be THAT fond of organics, but he's oddly pleased by the humans' happiness. Look at how thrilled they are to be freed. He remembers moments like that.* Bevel 9:53 pm Cybertronian stories about the Thirteen are weird too. I can send you some. Lingo 9:53 pm You can leave out the ones about Micronus.

I'm not speaking to him currently. VProwl 9:53 pm ... They probably could have got the same result with much less loss of life if, instead of killing every firstborn offspring, their deity had just killed the pharaoh. Bevel 9:53 pm *nods* Ok. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:54 pm [[He has thought that a few times, himself.]] [[THAT is a power.]] VProwl 9:54 pm *gestures* And the pharaoh wouldn't be around to send an army, either. Bevel 9:54 pm There is one about Solus that I think someone who did not like her wrote about her getting murdered by one of the other Thirteen who was being really creepy. It was stu--*distracted by awesome fire* Lingo 9:55 pm Egyptians killed pharaohs all the time, though. Less than a day someone else would have the reigns Omicron 9:55 pm O-o primus it takes all the fire breathers on the ship to do a firestorm close to that Bevel 9:56 pm *this is so much cooler than the first version* VProwl 9:56 pm *how many things can that stick do* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:56 pm *Isn't it, though.* Lingo 9:56 pm It'd be like killing the prime. Yeah there's a hit to morale but the matrix just gets handed off to the next guy in line and if he dies it goes off to someone else and so on. The fancy hat is the same. Ratchet 9:56 pm .... *and Ratchet thought he didn't like SOUNDWAVE* Bevel 9:57 pm ((I would like to say that in the original story, Aaron was actually really awesome and it is my only complaint about this movie that he's mostly relegated to whining here Omicron 9:57 pm .........skybite? *Icequeen and Racer perk up* ItsyBitsySpyers 9:57 pm *...He would almost like to walk within a sea like that himself. Imagine all the strange underwater life forms he could see up close. Not just octopuses, either.* VProwl 9:58 pm ... What's keeping the fish from swimming out of the wall. Does the same forcefield that's keeping the water up also keep the fish in, or are they able to see where the water ends and avoid it? ItsyBitsySpyers 9:58 pm [[He assumes it is the field.]] Omicron 9:58 pm *sound wave could do a see visit sometime with Icy's crew* Bevel 9:58 pm Killing the Prime is to a big deal. Omicron 9:59 pm .....well.... that's inadvertent tactics? VProwl 9:59 pm *gestures* And the pharaoh ends up dying anyway. Ratchet 9:59 pm Thank you, Bevel. ItsyBitsySpyers 9:59 pm [[The idiot did not see a trap as plain as the evening and morning star he claimed to be.]] Lingo 9:59 pm Well yes it's a big deal but it doesn't upset the daily grind for more than a week Ratchet 10:00 pm *stands up* Have a good evening, Prowl. Bevel 10:00 pm Yeah it does! *she slams the spanner down onto the floor* Ratchet 10:00 pm Thank you for the movies, Bevel. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:00 pm [[Goodnight, Ratchet.]] VProwl 10:00 pm Evening, Ratchet. Omicron 10:00 pm have a peaceful evening medic VProwl 10:01 pm Even if it WASN'T an obvious trap, who would walk between through tenuous walls of death liquid without the-- oh, he isn't dead. Without the reassurance that the being who SPLIT those walls is on your side? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:01 pm [[A final miracle. He should have been dashed against the stones.]] Bevel 10:01 pm It upsets everything. VProwl 10:01 pm *Dryly.* Aren't miracles supposed to be good? Omicron 10:02 pm he should have been crushed by the water pressure alone, let alone it coming down most mecha can't survive water pressure at depths alike to that ItsyBitsySpyers 10:02 pm *Light venting at Prowl.* [[He enjoys every opportunity to see that documentary. Thank you for giving him another.]] Bevel 10:03 pm *she might have been able to shrug Lingo's comment off last week but the weld over that wound has been torn clean off with the loss of the Star Saber* Lingo 10:03 pm *Whoo hokay gonna be backing out of range of slamming tools* Bevel 10:04 pm *fuming on the floor like y'do* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:04 pm *Soundwave's just. Gonna stretch a feeler out and gingerly rest it on Bevel's back.* Bevel 10:05 pm *she trembles for a moment at the touch before dropping the spanner to the floor* Sorry. Lingo 10:05 pm .......................... *is only very smol and not sure if Soundwave has back or not but best not to bank on that*

Okay so maybe I'm off base here. I've never actually had.. a prime in my lifetime until recently so it's a little ... weird...? to me...?? Bevel 10:05 pm Sorry. I will... I have one more thing to show. Lingo 10:05 pm I'm- uh- sorry.. Ratchet 10:05 pm *halfway home, and remembers he was going to offer Bevel a hand with that engine* Bevel 10:05 pm *nods jerkily to Lingo* Ratchet 10:06 pm @Bevel ::Let me know if you need a hand with anything, hey? I'm pretty good with repairs, myself.:: Bevel 10:06 pm ... @Ratchet: ...yeah. Ratchet 10:07 pm [[ boyz II men ayyy ]] Bevel 10:08 pm ((one last thing to wind down to ItsyBitsySpyers 10:08 pm @L: [[He does not disagree, but you speak to the spawn of one, and one who is recently deceased at that. Do not change your mind for another's benefit, but you must also know your audience.]] Omicron 10:08 pm ((having a happy spazz here XD just got a second draft of Icy-commission )) Bevel 10:08 pm ((congrats! ItsyBitsySpyers 10:08 pm [[...What is this?]] Bevel 10:09 pm Um, Steven Universe. It is about aliens on Earth. Miko thought I would like it. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:09 pm [[Earth is a popular destination these days.]] [[PRIMUS BELOW.]] [[What is -that-.]] Bevel 10:10 pm Monsters. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:10 pm [[He can -see- that they are monsters. What -are- th--]] Aha. Century poodles. VProwl 10:11 pm ((century poodles: what happens when you bury a poodle to ferment)) Omicron 10:11 pm huh ItsyBitsySpyers 10:11 pm ((LMAO)) Lingo 10:11 pm @slendy: Well if yours is anything like mine you'll have a zombie prime wandering around if you give it enough time...... Omicron 10:11 pm ((LOL)) Lingo 10:12 pm Oh this is that show With the little green one ItsyBitsySpyers 10:13 pm *...He can see who Prowl's favorite is going to be.* VProwl 10:13 pm *okay Prowl already likes the one that's talking about the trajectory of petals falling* Bevel 10:13 pm *Bevel already pegged that one as Prowl too* VProwl 10:13 pm *HOW DID YOU GUESS* Omicron 10:14 pm O,o Omicron 10:15 pm ..........so, this is their equivalent of their learning how to transform? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:15 pm *...Doesn't think he relates to any of the four, really, but he's curious about this gem business.* Omicron 10:15 pm Racer: *stands up and flops, transforming attempt fail* Bevel 10:15 pm HA. Omicron 10:15 pm .........Pffffffffft! ItsyBitsySpyers 10:16 pm [[What is he going to do when he is out of the cookie cats?]] Bevel 10:16 pm *well this helped make her feel a little better* VProwl 10:16 pm Learn the recipe? Lingo 10:16 pm I dunno, Garnet kind of reminds me of you, Soundwave Omicron 10:16 pm learn how to make icescream? VProwl 10:17 pm *The one Prowl relates to is named Pearl. INTERESTING.* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:17 pm [[It seems very inconvenient.]]

[[And why is that?]] Lingo 10:17 pm Tall, stoic, stretchy arms, visor? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:18 pm [[Connecting with the energies of the universe is... really more Drift's business.]] Omicron 10:18 pm sounds like something Skybite would go on about Lingo 10:18 pm A pokeball! ItsyBitsySpyers 10:19 pm [[Urgh.]] Omicron 10:19 pm *might be purring* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:20 pm *...Idly wonders if Prowl knows how to use a spear as well?* Bevel 10:20 pm ((just one unless y'all wanna watch another VProwl 10:20 pm ((sure!)) Bevel 10:21 pm *transforms her fists... into bigger fists* VProwl 10:21 pm *Soundwave is welcome to ask.* Lingo 10:21 pm (( I'd be down but I'm like two hours behind you if you're getting tired )) ItsyBitsySpyers 10:22 pm *You know what? He's going to do that.*

@P: [[...It occurs to him that he has never looked into your full set of weapons skills. Are you trained with spears?]] Bevel 10:22 pm ((one more and then I'll switch to music ItsyBitsySpyers 10:23 pm [[...Generally speaking, floating optics are not good.]] VProwl 10:23 pm @S «No, I've never used them.» ItsyBitsySpyers 10:24 pm @P: [[What -do- you use? Aside from blasters, your missiles, and acid, if you do.]] Omicron 10:24 pm ...well Bevel 10:24 pm At least they tried. Omicron 10:24 pm that's a predacon tactic if I ever saw one Lingo 10:25 pm Why is his coloration so weird? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:26 pm [[Hopefully your Predacons are better at improvising than these crystal-gem aliens.]] [[...Clean your slagging storage shed, human.]] Omicron 10:27 pm Generally we are Soundwave. There aaare moments though...of...moments VProwl 10:27 pm @S «Shock batons and a couple types of martial arts.» ItsyBitsySpyers 10:29 pm *Shock batons? Martial arts? Despite knowing what his own Prowl could do, he didn't expect either of those.*

@P: [[...He would be interested in seeing demonstrations of both, some time. If you were willing.]] Omicron 10:30 pm at least those two have a positive relationship it seems ItsyBitsySpyers 10:31 pm *Hmm. That says something about how much the Rose alien liked the Greg human.* Bevel 10:32 pm I want a cannon like that. VProwl 10:32 pm @S «I don't spar very often, but I'll try to remember to let you know next time I do.» ItsyBitsySpyers 10:33 pm *Confirmation ping. And maybe a set of markers for enthusiasm and impatience. A 'can't wait', if you will.* Ratchet 10:34 pm [[ okay i'm sleep good night ]] ItsyBitsySpyers 10:34 pm ((night!)) Bevel 10:34 pm ((night! Omicron 10:34 pm (rest well!) Bevel 10:36 pm *she picks the spanner back up and goes back to poking at the engine on the floor* VProwl 10:37 pm @S «I'm not spectacular with any of them.» *he figures Soundwave probably knows and probably doesn't care, but he thought it only fair to warn him anyway.* Lingo 10:38 pm *inches over towards Bevel out of curiosity* ....whatcha working on...? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:38 pm *Nope. Doesn't care. That is, he cares enough to want to see what Prowl can do, but he remembers Prowl saying the best trainers in the Autobots could only teach him so much. He just wants to see for himself without people needing to be in mortal danger first.* Bevel 10:39 pm *tenses slightly before shrugging* I have to fix my ship before I leave. It was easier to pull this part of the engine out to work on it. I wanted to show the documentaries. *she likes having people visit* Lingo 10:41 pm That's a handy skill to have. I don't know much about engine repair. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:42 pm *...Maybe one day see how much of an offense Prowl can throw at him without anything bad needing to inspire that either. He might not have liked being -forced- to be a gladiator, but he does still enjoy testing people's strength from time to time.*

[[Before you leave? Where are you going?]] Bevel 10:42 pm *nods and whatever she's about to say is cut off by the question from Soundwave* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:42 pm @P: [[That's fine. He's never used shock batons, himself.]] ((I love this sooooong)) Bevel 10:43 pm The Star Saber is not on Cybertron. Mom checked. *while yelling at her about playing with greyface magic* Omicron 10:43 pm O,o the prime sword? Bevel 10:43 pm *nods* ItsyBitsySpyers 10:44 pm [[...This is the most sensible post-departure song he has heard in millennia.]] [[And where IS it, then?]] Bevel 10:44 pm I do not know but I am going to find it. ItsyBitsySpyers 10:45 pm [[...By yourself?]] Omicron 10:45 pm ...do you need any help? Bevel 10:45 pm Rolodex does not want to come. Um, if you want to. What about Racer? Lingo 10:46 pm ......do you have like, a honing beacon on it...? Omicron 10:47 pm He rides along with the crew all the time. and Dreaded Wings is starting to get rather good with jumping now that our bridges make it between worlds Bevel 10:49 pm Yeah, but I gotta be closer for it to work. I was just gonna... go toward Earth and see if maybe it went back there. *it didn't but well it's a start* Bevel 10:50 pm If you want to. I do not know how long it will take to find. Lingo 10:51 pm Well.... I'm on Earth. I can listen and see if I hear any chatter about a huge sword appearing suddenly? Bevel 10:51 pm Thank you. Lingo 10:52 pm @Slendy: I think I recall something about it breaking during the war...? ItsyBitsySpyers 10:53 pm @L: [[Ours is not broken. Bevel had it just days ago.]] Lingo 10:55 pm @Slendy: mmkay... well I'll keep an ear out... Omicron 10:59 pm *watching raver keep jumping off her knee or tail, doing a weird flip or twist for a while now* Bevel 11:00 pm *wiggles her fingers at Racer* Lingo 11:01 pm (( slendy your attention is needed briefly on skype )) Bevel 11:01 pm ((she's having a computer hiccup it'll be a moment Omicron 11:02 pm Racer: *Fingers! wing flaps a trot over to pounce them* Lingo 11:02 pm (( ( =3=)b )) Bevel 11:03 pm *giggles and keep them just out of reach* Omicron 11:06 pm Racer: *he's getting strong little bit by little bit...also, he's been eating metals so jumps for it with wing flap* Bevel 11:07 pm *she swoops her hands down to grab him up and toss him gently into the air before catching hold of him again* Omicron 11:10 pm Racer: BAH! *wing POOF at the toss, and sits in the hold, wings out, looking confused....omg do that again* Bevel 11:11 pm *smiles and tosses him up again* Omicron 11:12 pm Racer: *exited chitters, wings flapping, trying to get the flying concept, has a while to learn* ((ooh, possible good song if you don't mind the fandom it was made in? its close to Icy's voice 😅)) (-hides in shy blanket-) Bevel 11:15 pm ((sure thing ((lemme know what it is and I'll play it next ItsyBitsySpyers 11:15 pm *Soundwave has a lot of nervous energy going nowhere because he doesn't know what to do about Megatron yet. He kind of wants to move around but doesn't want to leave but doesn't want to dance in public. Damn it.* Bevel 11:16 pm *would pat you on the back if she knew but well* Omicron 11:17 pm *would offer the planet she's on for a run around on too* Bevel 11:18 pm *Bevel could offer a fight since she's been itching for one, but Soundwave would probably kick her butt super fast* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:18 pm ((oh my god it ended with the train fight)) *Yes. Yes, he would.* Bevel 11:18 pm *Go pick a fight with Elita, Soundwave* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:19 pm *He'll kick her aft too.* *Any aft except terrorcon aft, for the moment. He's not quite prepared to deal with that.* Bevel 11:19 pm *hey now she'd at least give him a good fight* Omicron 11:20 pm *he could go say hi to Dreaded Wings? distracting* Lingo 11:20 pm *is only a tiny thing she would get punted like a football* Bevel 11:20 pm ((omi~ what's the song you wanted me to play Omicron 11:22 pm ('changling Queen') Bevel 11:24 pm ((Excellent voice choice. I like it. Omicron 11:24 pm (I'm working on something that works for predacons) (but if you ever wanted to know what Icy is like or what she sounds like singing) *humming* ItsyBitsySpyers 11:28 pm ((*casually reminds everyone present of the Singing Favors Deal*)) Omicron 11:28 pm (?) Bevel 11:28 pm ((hehehe Omicron 11:29 pm (??????) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:30 pm ((okay so)) Bevel 11:30 pm ((...i may have lied accidentally when I said Elita couldn't sing ItsyBitsySpyers 11:32 pm ((It is NOT common knowledge at all but soundwave will deliver one free favor within reasonable limits to anyone who sings specifically for him if they ask to collect on it, one time and one time only. uncommon as in most people who have sung for him for one reason or another don't even know that's an option.)) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:33 pm ((basically you have to be clever enough to a) find out that he collects those files and b) realize exactly how much it means to him so you can insist he owes you for it.)) Omicron 11:34 pm (hmm....) (that thread with him coming to Dreaded wings, he's most likely to hear not just the living ship sing but Icy lead her crew in something. They do it to bond, as well as plays) ItsyBitsySpyers 11:36 pm ((well, if she ever learns enough about him to put it all together, she might be able to call on it. but it'll be a while yet 😃 )) Bevel 11:36 pm ((Bevel would sing for free ngl Omicron 11:36 pm (something for the future possably. In the mean time he can get pulled in- not having to sing but hear the crew and Icy sing) Bevel 11:37 pm ((But does it count if she can sound like anyone she's heard before? Omicron 11:40 pm Racer: *noming on a pede?* Bevel 11:45 pm *she makes a triumphant sound and pulls a bent circuit board out from the engine part in front of her, problem found* I have to go work now. ((mun is getting tired Lingo 11:45 pm (( nini <3 have good sleep )) Bevel 11:45 pm ((night <3 Omicron 11:45 pm (<3!) [rest well] Bevel 11:46 pm ((song played in the most loving of ways, I do appreciate everyone who showed up and enjoyed the movie and cartoons tonight Omicron 11:46 pm *Icy comes up and picks up her sparkling* let me know if you might need some help. Living attack class ships are good for back up ItsyBitsySpyers 11:47 pm *Well, there's no escaping reality now. Back to confronting the truth.* *He'll get up and get going.* Bevel 11:47 pm I will. Night, Soundwave. VProwl 11:47 pm *disappears* Bevel 11:47 pm *bye Prowl*

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