#turning “good” didnt save gabe either

[kaytbug]

THEYRE FUCKING DEAD

... probably.

So just re watched the shadybug special (for the 3rd time) . The first two watch throughs i understood that they were dYING actively, but it took this most recent re watch for me to even consider the possibility that they might be... dead. Maybe its because i just watched the London special recently, yk the one that is specifically about the aftereffects of Gabes death, or the fact that chronologically this special takes place IMMEDIATELY after the episode Gabe gets cataclysmed ( the thing that *basically* killed him) but i feel like it would make perfect sense for shadybug and claw noir to have died (relatively) shortly after the special. The whole theme of shadybugs special is that they are the direct opposites of each others parallel selves, while still maintaining lots of personality traits and key plot factors that keep them similar, almost mirroring each other. I don't think its a coincidence they chose destruction as the episode they would have the special follow in the timeline, especially when you remember this special was released after the season 5 finale where gabe died. However the thing that made me realize that they might have actually died was that that they didnt really fix any of their problems. They kinda just glossed over any major plot problems like, how they would fix shadybug and claw noir's damage that they got from their miraculouses, or how top stop the supreme. Instead the moral of the story was that they were a team and had hope. While the sentiment was nice and tied the perfect bow that pulled the whole special together , it doesn't feel realistic that everything went according to plan when you consider Gabes fate. And they clearly want you to compare the their fates based release AND timeline order.

guess the price to evil is death.

[kaywinette]

Party

Clementines the it-girl at her highschool, and shes tired of it. At a party, her and Gabe have a chat, and leads to a nice moment at the end of the night. Thanks @ohsnapitzmoony for the request! Hopefully it doesnt suck and you like it!!

Everyone in this high school knew Clementine. And if you didnt know Clementine, you at least knew of her. She was the star soccer player, the nicest person in the lunchroom, and the prettiest girl in at least a twenty-mile radius. Everyone either wanted to be friends with her, or be in her pants. So thats why Gabe was confused to see Clementine standing out on a porch all alone at a huge high school party.

Gabe honestly wasn't even sure what he was doing at this party. Mariana had insisted he go since it was his senior year, and the most fun hes had was the one prom he went to. So, to keep his sister happy, he went. It was loud and crazy, like he had expected. Who knew high school parties were so cliche.

Gabe spent most of the time around the people he knew, holding a can of soda while his friends drank anything and everything in sight. It was amusing to say the least, especially when Luke started to grind up on Nick. Sarah was the only other person in his group that wasn't drinking, so Gabe spent most of the time chatting with her. Eventually, he had to excuse himself to throw away his can and grab another drink.

On his way downstairs, he passed the glass door to the second-floor balcony. It was winter and pretty cold outside, so everyone decided it was better to stay inside, well save for one girl.

Clementine stood all alone leaning against the railing, frowning out to the neighborhood and town in front of her, holding the same can of soda Gabe had. And Gabe stood frozen, staring at the girl from inside.

Suddenly, his feet start to move without him telling them too. His empty can falling from his hand and onto the floor as he reaches to open the door to the porch. He was instantly hit with freezing cold air, and he was wearing a pretty thick jacket. He didnt know how Clementine was standing out here in only that loose long sleeve shirt, with the sleeves pushed up to her elbows.

"Hey, Clementine. Are you okay?" Gabe asks once he closed the door behind him. He moves to stand next to her and she glances at him from the corner of her eye before shrugging.

"Yeah, I'm fine Gabe. Just...tired?" She turns her eyes back toward the town. "I've been thinking too much lately, its really been taking a toll on me I guess." She laughs unhumorously as Gabe leans on the railing.

"Thinking about what?" Gabe asks, turning to look at her profile. Gabe and Clementine had known each other for quite a few years now. Clementine uses to be Marianas social studies tutor, so she'd always be at Gabes house. Gabe wouldn't call them close friends, but she would say hi to him in the hallways, and even offered for him to sit next to her in bio on the first day of school. And like most boys, over the years, he had grown a not so small crush on the girl. Not just for her looks, but more so for her personality. The girl was strong, and funny, and sweet, and just...well perfect? It's lame, but Gabe doesn't know a better word to describe her. She was just so real. Well, at least around him, she was real. And speaking of being real around him...

"I hate soccer. I always have. Ever since my mom and dad put me in it when I was eight," Clementine sighs, and Gabe's brows raise in interest. All he knew about her parents was that they died a few days after her ninth birthday, so he was surprised she brought them up around him.

"So...why do you still play?" He asks when he realizes he should probably speak up. Clementine shrugs again.

"I dunno. I guess I felt bad that I hated it so much while my parents loved it. So I wanted to make it up to them somehow. It was dumb, but after Lee continued to spend money on it, I realized I couldn't just quit?" She moves a hand from her soda to brush some curls out of her face.

"Well...I hate parties?" Gabe offers, not really knowing what to say, but thankfully, that gets the girl to let out a soft laugh.

"God, you're so lame." Clem laughs, reaching over to gently shove his shoulder.

"Yeah, Mariana says that a lot." He shrugs, playfully rubbing his shoulder where she shoved him.

Clem pauses for a second before looking towards Gabe again, "Mariana... how's she doing with history?" Clementine suddenly asks, turning her whole body to face him, resting one arm on the railing. Gabe shrugs, now he's the one turning to look out at the town.

"Better, she still misses you tutoring her though, even though she has your dad as her teacher now." Gabe laughs, sending Clem a smile.

"Yeah, I miss her too. Maybe I can come over sometime and give her some extra help?" Clem offers.

Gabe nods, "Oh, she'd love that. She's a huge fan of you. She would kill to hang out with you again."

Clementine goes to respond before the door opens and a blond girl pops her head out into the balcony, glaring at Clementine in annoyance.

"Clem, Jesus what are you doing out here? Troy has been texting and calling you for like ten minutes now? He wanted you to cheer him on in beer pong!" The girl complains, completely ignoring Gabe.

"Oh fuck off Katie. If you're so bothered about him being alone you can go suck his dick in the bathroom. I told him I didnt want to talk to him, or any of you. So if you can fuck off and let me talk to my friend I would greatly appreciate it." Clementine goes off, glaring straight back at Katie, who sputters in shock at Clementines words.

"Oh...oh you bitch..." Katie starts, and Gabes scared that the girl is about to shove Clementine of the balcony, before she slams the door and heads back inside.

Both Clementine and Gabe visibly relax once the girl was gone. Gabe turns a shocked look towards the girl, who just hides her face in her hands. "So...you good?"

Clementine lets out a laugh of relief. "Yeah...I'm fine. She's been a bitch for a while now. I'm just tired of all of this." She stands up straight, looking Gabe in the eyes. Gabe's brows push together in confusion.

"Tired of what?" He asks, again leaning against the railing.

"All of this. Of people like me for what they see. Fake people wanting to be my friend so they can be noticed by more people. And then those people only wanting to get me in their bed for a night just so they can gloat to their friends." Clementine rests her elbows on the railing and her chin in her hands. "I want someone to like me for who I am. God, I'm just a walking cliche arent I?" She shakes her head. Gabe stares at her profile before gently resting a hand on her shoulder.

"I...I like you for who you are," he starts, resisting the urge to bite his tongue. "Sure, you're beautiful. But you're super smart. And really nice, and super fucking strong." Clem breaks into a small laugh at that, "People are crazy if they cant see past your looks, cause you're so much more than them...wow, now I sound like a walking cliche," They both laugh at that.

Clementine slowly stands up straight again, looking at Gabe for a second before stepping close to wrap her arms around his neck. They share a soft hug for a few seconds before Clementine steps away. "Thanks, Gabe. You're an amazing guy. I'm lucky to have you in my life," She smiles softly, and Gabe can feel his cheeks heat up.

He goes to respond before the door to the balcony opens again, and Clementines drunk boyfriend comes stumbling out. Grabbing Clementine by the forearm, yanking her away from Gabe.

"Clementine, I swear, if you...you ignore me again, we're over." Troy stutters out, making Gabe cringe at how painfully drunk the boy is.

"Seriously Troy? I've broken up with you like ten times today. Take a fucking hint before it hits you in the face. Let go of me." Clementine glares, trying to pull herself out of his grip, but that just makes him tighten it.

"I swear to Christ you're going to regret that," Troy glares, and Gabe decides he should probably step in.

"Troy...she said let go, I think its time you leave." Gabe steps forward, and Troy turns a harsh look his way, his free hand coming up to point at Gabe.

"Naw...I think its time you leave fuck face. We got some shit to hash out, and we don't need some prick out here with us," Troy glares, and not wanting to get hit, Gabe raises his hands in defense and takes a few steps back.

"Troy, fucking stop would you?" Clementine glares, and in a split second, the hand that was pointing at Gabe is now slapping the girl across the face.

Everything is frozen for a few seconds. Clementines hand goes to the already red cheek. Troy stumbles back, not seeming too affected by the fact that he just hit Clementine, just drunk. Gabe stares at the blossoming handprint on his friends cheek. Before Clem can react herself, Gabes fist is flying toward the drunk boy.

Gabe is tackling the other boy to the ground in seconds. Both fighting to punch and harm each other in any way possible. The party on the second floor has stopped, and a crowd is gathering on the balcony as the two boys beat each other up.

Too soon, Gabe feels hands pulling at his shoulders, pulling him away from the asshole who thought it was okay to hurt Clementine.

"Gabe...C'mon that's enough. You're hurting your hands," He hears Clementine say as Troys friends pull him away. "And Troy, I swear, if you or actually any of you," She sends a glare to the old fake friends, "talk to me again, I'll hurt you way worse than Gabe did tonight," she threatens, before turning her attention back to Gabe. From the corner of his eye, he can see his group of friends pushing their way through the crowd to get to Gabe.

"I think its time we get you home," Luke says, kneeling down to help Clem get the boy back on his feet.

"I can drive him. He lives in my neighborhood," Clem offers, and his friends share a look before Gabe speaks up.

"Don't worry guys. I'm fine. I'll see you tomorrow?" Gabe says as Luke pats his back. The friend group plus Clementine make their way out of the house before parting ways. Clementine and Gabe head to Clementines car, and get in before Clem drives off to their neighborhood.

The ride is comfortably quiet. Just the sound of music they both like filling the car as Clementine drives. Gabe nurses a bloody nose with a random soccer jersey Clementine handed to him. All too soon, she was pulling up outside his house, but she stops him before he could get out and say goodbye.

Placing a hand on his shoulder, Clementine gets Gabe to look at her. "Hey...uh I just wanted to say thank you. You really didnt have to do that...but it was um...that was cool of you?" She shrugs, glancing away, not really knowing how to thank him.

"Yeah...of course Clem. Like I would let him do that to you without losing a few teeth," The teens laugh before it falls silent again. Gabe is still well aware of the girls hand on his shoulder. "But really...it's fine...don't worry about i-" Gabe is cut off by Clementines hand moving to his cheek, gently pushing him to face her before her lips are on his.

Gabe is shocked for a few moments, and doesn't respond to the kiss, which makes Clementine quickly pull away in embarrassment. "Shit...fuck I'm sorry Gabe, I don't know what I was thinking that was stupid of me-" This time, Clementine is cut off by Gabe, who brings both hands to her cheeks to pull her back in for a sweeter and longer kiss.

Eventually the two part from each other, but still stay close with eyes closed and foreheads resting against each other. Just taking in the moment before the radio switches to a sudden loud song, making them jump away in surprise before laughing.

"I think I should be headin home soon. Need to get to sleep early." Clem laughs, smiling at the awkward boy.

"Yeah...me too. Mari is probably waiting for me." Gabe says, turning to open the door so he can get out, before he does, he leans over to give Clementine one more quick kiss. "Thanks Clem." He says before getting out.

"Thank you Gabe." Clem calls one last time, smiling at the boy as she watches him make his way inside before driving back home to Lee.

[adhdvane]

i have so much angel halo fodder to farm but its magna fes so now is the best time to do it anyways i’m gunna try and 5* eahta today/tomorrow/at least before 25th is a reasonable goal. i need to max 11 more silver relics so 11 lazuline vessels for that + it takes 745990 exp (approximately ~25 lazuline vessels) to go from lv 1 to 150 (but I might be able to do it in less with journey drop boosts when using them since it seems to say that journey drop boosts and such only have no effect on the exp gain when putting weapons into the reserve and not the act of using the vessel on a item and vessels are also special considering unlike other exp upgrader items they can have a chance of grand success and its double jour drops right now so might as well) then other than that all i need are 6 more silver centrums, 4 of which i can get from just hosting the raid twice today (if i somehow get blessed i can get all six if i can get them to drop from the share chest both times) (otherwise getting 8 more heavenly horns from just joining raids to get 10 to trade for the other 2 centrums will be easy) (i have the two peacemaker stars for the two hosts) (i then proceeded to ramble too long so the rest is under the cut. ii keep writing shit out tat��s too long and then just deleting everything and never posing my rambling anymore but like fuck it at this point im keeping this)

and that’s it, i already did the awakening step on all 10 katanas yesterday which was the most painful step bc need 500 white dragon scales will always be the worst step in my opinions, which is why i spent yesterday getting to like 438 yesterday using the campaign exclusive quest (bc the drop rate for scales on that quest is surprisingly amazing considering the low ap cost even after you’ve done it 30 times) (but i ended up quitting 438 and then proceeded to buy the remaining 62 with cerulean stone bc i have a bunch still and tbh the only thing worth spending cerulean stones on are white dragon scales or shit like translucent silk, broken teacup, coverging rays, etc bc the drop rate for those is stupid, and i guess technically i’m going to need those 50 jumbo best bones when i get to the 5* part of death, but i still have more than enough stones if i wanted to buy all 50 of those drops and i’ll defiantly be getting even more after the roulette starts so i’m not even concerned, bc yeah i got the sunlight stone now for death but i’m still pretty damn far from deal w/death, though maybe not as far as i think if i just remember to host my go and primarch raids for a couple days, wow yeah actually im stupidly closer than i thought bc im only 12 celus fragments from all 30 i need, the only annoying issue in the last step is going to be taking the time to farm the 10 primeval horns bc sometimes they don’t drop when you join proto hl, i know its guaranteed from share i’m just always weary about hosting that raid since it is 18-man elixir limited and i can’t solo it, and have had a time in the past were i was only joined by people leaching and it sucks when only you and like 1 other person contribute. so i always feel better join one bc i can make a decent contribution (and even like sort of mvp race or usually more vice mvp race for like 2nd or 3rd) (okay one time i joined a proto baha hl raid that was between like 70~60% bc it was on earth and 8 ppl already, and upon joining discovered like most of them had jumped ship, and the log was dead and was like well fuck, but started raiding anyways, and trying to send back up requests anyways, ended up getting some momentum, painfully got it always through to 50% dark by my self (kind of annoyed i took my light grid with my spheric harp bc i thought it was going to be an instance were it would get to 50% super fast so the off element wouldn’t matter and not that everyone but host had retreated) and then like around ~45% another person finally joined and me and this one other person destroyed the rest of the boss in like a minute, that was one of like 4 or 5 times i’ve mvp’d proto baha hl upon joining. tbh i kinda wish i knew what the host was doing, like if they were sitting there watching, was afk, or had like left the raid page to do other things. like if they were just hoping someone would come in and beat it for them, or had sorta given up but didnt want to fully end the raid just incase, look okay i just felt fucking good thinking i helped out a lower rank player get through a hl raid that they were abandoned on by several other players who appeared to have either not being strong enough, or joined saw the damage and jumped ship bc it looked like it was going to fail. though if i remember correctly the time limit was pretty far gone so that’s probably also why no one was joining, i was just a dumb fuck who didn’t look at the time before i joined, then realized, and then just fucking felt bad and was like well fuck it lets see how far i can go by myself bc clearly everyone else is dead and i don’t have anything to lose and im not stoping anyone else from potentially saving this bc there’s still like 7 slots open that anyone can join at any time...) anyways the last thing i wanted to say was i remember i was like a little peeved when they announced everyone who finished chapter 4.5 in the demon slayer collab would get kengo for free bc FARMING FOR KENGO AROUND THE TIME IT CAME OUT HURT BC I HADN’T BEEN HL FOR VERY LONG SO IT TOOK A LOT OF EFFORT, esp like bc extra II class suck worse than row iv bc you have to make the ccw element change for every goddamn class. but i was glad they compensated us with materials and i was mostly just glad for the extra silver centrums and steel brick (even tho i just realized i have fucking 50 steel bricks where the fuck did those come from like i don’t remember having so many), but i remember thinking to myself like oh wow thank 40 samurai distinctions, thats so useful, wow, what am i going to do make another murakumo and unsigned kaneshige?? i think im good. guess those will sit there forever... and then a couple days ago when i started thinking about finishing eahta up since i literally finished farming the demon slayer event the day after the second half was unlocked (when u can just auto extreme+ with ur fire team u don’t have to do shit, i got all the items i wanted and after than even played to get the 200 battle trophy for the heck of it. i only wanted the tickets, ring, dama crystals, steel, summon unlock mats just ‘cause those spellbooks, skill jewels, the fire urns bc i know they’re farmable but they’re annoying and i am low on fire urns, and then i was like i guess the summon since it’s a 1 copy only thing and can’t be reduced even though i’ll literally never use it bc i have gabriel and gabriel has a sub aura, i guess maybe it could be potentially useful for prometheus solo’ing because of the 1 turn debuff resistance, but the times i did solo prometheus i never had problems running out of veils or clears and tbh garnet carbuncle has a shorter cooldown and again i’ve got lily and gabriel already (and 5* lucifer now) so like i’d much rather have my four summon slots for that be gabe, moon ssr, luci, garnet carbuncle. (heck i don’t even take extra damage cuts for the wilnas trial vane, lily, gabriel, and 5* feower’s gravity and delaying the everloving shit out of wilnas is enough for me, though i’ve never done the raid so maybe it would be helpful there.) anyways then i just spend the rest of the event drops on half elixers, and back to what i was saying i was thinking about finishing eahta and looking at all the mats i need and then remember oh yeah i need 30 class distinctions don’t i? which ones do i need for eahta??? oH THAT’S RIGHT. SAMURAI DISTINCTIONS. so that fuckin worked out perfect (not that i don’t have the pendents to just buy them anyways). anyways im going to shut up now and probably never re-read any of this ramble i wrote ever again bc adhd brain be like no read only write

[kaywritesthings]

God and country 4

clyde kissed his lips. "Oh yes, lets get tubes. Less workout with tubes." He giggled. HE went up to get tubes and came back with two. Heather and the girls joined them. After about 40 minutes everyone got out to switch over to the lazy river.

Gabe: Gabe laughed softly. "I don't know what I'm going to have for breakfast yet, honey, what do you want to have for breakfast," he sent back and then felt his eyes widen in shock when he saw the boyfriend pillow Clyde had made. He wasn't sure if he should find that creepy or adorable, so he figured it was something in between. "No, honey, no clubs. I don't even like clubs. I'm just going out to dinner with my married client," he promised. Gabe looked up at Foster and smiled. "I know. He is." He said fondly and laughed gently. "I'm sure she's great," Gabe said and shook Foster's hand. "I guess I'll see you there tonight."

Clyde joined the chat 54 minutes ago

Clyde: Clyde didnt like that he was having dinner with a client, but he figured it was ok. the man or woman was married.He hoped woman. He decided to go out and buy a new phone. He kept his number. He loved it, then realize he was being selfish and bought his friend one too and then he bought Gabe gifts, he bought him new suits to wear and pajamas that matched his. He found out where his office was and orderd flowers. Heather helped him. He had roses sent to his office. "I miss you. xoxoxoxxoxooxoxo." He wrote. He had to work, so he put the card away in the room and went to work. He was on night shift. He had a few people hit on him. He had no idea why he was getting a lot of people on him now. Maybe when you were taken, it made one feel more attractive.

Gabe joined the chat 39 minutes ago

Gabe: Gabe discussed a few more things with Foster before they parted ways, and then he headed back to his apartment really fast to change and take a quick nap before going back to the office and really working the case. He fell into the hard work and felt time passing, and didn't really look up until he saw some roses being brought in. He smiled up at them and took a break to text Clyde really fast. "The roses are beauitful. Thank you, honey. XO" He ordered some food into the office, arragned some meetings for the next day and then went down to the theatre.

Clyde: Clyde missed him a lot. He tried not to. He wonderd if he should ask a couple days off and go see Gabe! That would be a nice surprise and he really wanted to see NYC. He asked his boss and she said yes quickly. He squealed, but had no idea how to order plane tickets, so heather helped him. He worried about his dragon, but heather said she would take care of it. He wondered if Gabe would like this surprise or not. He was a little scared, the airport was big. He put on nice clothes and got his hair done cute and shaggy. He didnt know Gabes apartment or place. He called the office and got someoen named jackson to give him the office address. He wrote it on a piece of paper. Foster greeted him. He took him backstage to meet Hedwig. "She's very famous I guess in some groups. I take it you dont do a lotof theatre? I didnt either until her. HONEY! Are you here? Oh crap, I need to buy her roses. I do it ever show.. Hold on." He pushed an app and abutton and they sent it right away. He needed to put them bak on a time schdule.

Clyde: {also i have an altermative one wher ehe doesnt go to nyc HAAH if you wnt to wait i want to see your ideas too)

Clyde: Clyde sighed and mised him a lot. He worked all evening and went to eat at a salad buffett since he felt he was getting kinda fat. He smiled when he got the text abot the roses he put a xoxo in the text. He didnt want to be too annoying. He laid on his bed with four other girls and watched a movie before they ordered frinks and turned on music

Gabe: Gabe put his phone on silent and stepped into the theatre with Foster. It seemed like a nice place, and he could see why Foster wanted to save it. It seemed to be pretty poplar too, by the amount of people streaming in. He waited for Foster's wife to come out of the dressing room, not wanting to intrude. When she did poke her head out, in full make up and a dressing gown, she looked him over and narrowed her eyes. "So you're the fat Jew everyone tells me about," she said finally. "I told everyone I wanted a fat Jew to do all of that...legal shit," she said vaguely making a gesture into the air. "I told my ex husband he should go into something Jew-y and make us more money but he refused. Impossible man." Hedwig went back into her room and stared to dress. "You can stare if you like, honey, but maybe you should go get a seat for the real show."

Clyde: "Ah k. Yeah, that's my wife. Sorry she's... she's very vocal and pretty!"He yelled. His son ran from for hedwig and hugged her leg. "Can I wear make up?" He asked her. He wanted hedwig to pick him up. "If you cant be fabouluos, than get out of my face!" He rehearshed. Foster sighed. he took him out of the room and into a seat. "Well the court thing is tomorrow, but tonight enjoy. Her show has a good story if she tells it, sometimes she just wants to insult peopl for an hour and sing. " He warned Gabe. Clyde got off the plane and was scared, he went to gabes office, everything was so overwhelming. He didnt know what to do and cried a couple of times from excitement and fear. He sent Gabe a text. "Where are you?"

Gabe: Gabe didn't really know what to say and just sort of nodded a little, giving Hedwig a tense sort of smile. Foster wasn't kidding. She was really...something. It was cute to see her with a kid though. Something about her almost softened immediately and she reached down and picked him up, setting him down on the vanity. "Of course, my little honey bee," she cooed and smiled. "You look so pretty when you let Hedwig do your makeup," she said and sat down to start doing it, laughing to herself. Gabe let Foster show him to a seat and nodded. "Thank you. I'm sure the show will be great." Gabe checked his phone one more time before turning it off for good and saw the text from Clyde. "I'm seeing my client's show downtown," he typed back quickly. "Aren't you at work, honey? I promise I'll call you back later, I have to turn my phone off now."

Clyde: "Wait, what show? Please tel me.. Please?" He text. New york was amazing and he wanted to bath in it, but he wanted to do it with Gabe by his side. peoplewere shoving red bus tours in his face. A few grabbed his ass... Foster sighed and loved when Hedwig was with his little boy. Clyde sent him another text. "I just want to know, please?"

Gabe: Gabe was about to touch the off button when another text came through. he typed out one quick reply. "It's called Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and I'm so sorry, honey, I have to go. I'll call you when the show is done okay? xoxo." He replied and then shut his phone off for good.

Clyde joined the chat

Clyde: Clyde knew the show ! He loved Hedwig. He couldnt believe he was seeing her! He got someone to help him go to the theatre He didnt carry cash. He gave him his scarf as a tip. They liked it. He went to the theatre. "You got to let me in, my boyfriend is inside. "He begged the ticket man. "He's the lawyer guy, please?" He pouted. They sighed and tried to see what they could do. Hedwig ususally didnt like people coming in when she was on stage singing tear me down. They snuck him in. Foster was outside for a moment looking over paper work, when he looked up to see Clyde, and boy was that man gorgeous. "Hey.. you look familiar." He said. "I do?" Clyde said. "My boyfriend is in there. Gabe..-last name- Foster smiled. "oh, wow yeah. he did well ." He laughed. "come on, hedwig can get mad at me for shining inside light." He opened the door and hedwig was on stage. Clyde gasped when he saw her. "Sorry honey!" Foster yelled.

Clyde: http://www.unificationfrance.com/IMG/jpg...

Clyde: s hair cut he wa busy

Clyde: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ozo4wLC0pU/U0...

Clyde: what hes wearing, cause its importnar

Gabe: Gabe settled in to see the show and was enjoying what was happening so far, but turned a little when he heard some commotion near the doors. Hedwig heard it too and stopped singing in the middle of the song, shouting something at the band in German and then crossing her arms over her chest and looking towards the open door. "I tell you over and over again, little people in their little red vests, if they can't make it to the theatre on time they don't deserve to see my show!" she shouted petulantly. She heard Foster's voice and let out a long suffering sigh. "Fine, fine, hurry to the seat then, darling, you're ruining my big moment." Gabe looked around and was floored to see Clyde being the one shown to an empty seat near him. "Clyde?" he whispered in surprise. "What are you doing here? How did you get here?"

Clyde: He saw Gabe and squealed. Foster went to ask the person sitting beside Gabe if they would mind moving. They didnt seem to mind as long as they got an autograph.He nodded. "Ok fine, move please." Clyde sat beside him and hugged him with a loud queak. He heard an usher tell him so shhh. He kissed his cheek "I missed you so much, and heatehr helped me find you!" He said. He kissed his cheek. "Are you mad?"

Gabe: Gabe was shocked but hugged Clyde back and kissed him on the lips softly. "Okay, baby no I'm not mad, I think it's great that your here, but we should be quiet, becuase of the show-" he explained and looked up to see Hedwig on stage, tapping her foot expectantly. "Yes, fat jew and his jail bait. I see you." On stage Yitzhak very cautiously offered up one of his boots, in case she wanted to throw something. It was just easier sometimes to have something ready. And so she didn't start throwing the liquor bottles because that seemed so much worse. "No no, they are safe for now, that fat Jew is my lawyer, aren't you honey?" Hedwig smiled at Yitzak. "Why don't you go talk Jew to him and make him pay attention to the show. Maybe put a muzzle on the puppy too."

Clyde: Clyde watched hedwig and waved. He super thought she was cute. He turned to Gabe wh osaid to be quiet. He wondered if he could hold his hand. He laced their fingers together and rested his cheek on his shoulder. Foster sighed and hoped Hedwig would move on with the series. He saw his son sitting back stage side to the stage coloring like he did every night JHe was glad they got custody of him. Clyde perked up. "you got a puppy" He asked gabe when hedwig said his puppy

Clyde: move on with the show not series hah

Clyde: *his son is sitting to the side of the stage, laing on his stomach coloring and humming to hedwig music haah

Clyde: SORRY MOM IS BEING TALKY

Gabe: Gabe squeezed Clyde's hand and laughed just a little bit. "Honey," he whispered into Clyde's ear, "You're the puppy. Now shh, we'll talk more after the show." Hedwig findally decided that people were paying enough attention and got the band started up again, and there was a loud cheer in the audience.

Clyde: Clyde whispered to Gabe "Where is the berlin wall? " He asked. He hummed. "And where is germany?" He kissed his cheek. He loved looking at Gabe. He coudlnt tell if Gabe was annoyed or happy to see him. He loved the show. He had never sene a show like this, he loved the music and sang alonga little. Theo came out on stage to do the final song with Hedwig, because he loved to be pat of it. He u sually just danced around the side of the stage in a cute dress.

Gabe: Gabe just squeezed Clyde's hand when he tried to talk after that, and whispered a promise that they would talk after the show. It really was a very powerful piece, and Hedwig was truly a fabulous performer. Clyde did make an 'aww' sound when the little boy stumbled out on stage at the finale and After the song Hedwig went and scooped him up, dancing around wit him as the glitter fell from the ceiling. The lights came up in the theatre and Gabe really felt like he could greet Clyde then. He hugged him tightly and kissed him again. "I still can't believe you're here! Did you make it here okay? You seem okay, you surprised me so much."

Clyde: "It was scary. The plane was scary ." He pouted and kissed his lips "I got ok at work to be here for two days. They knew I missed you so so much." He gave him an eskimo kiss. "The whole plce is big and overwhelming and people are much more touchy here. Please dont leave my side." He pouted. He was glad that Gabe wasnt upset that he was here. "Did you miss me? I skipped breakgast cause I didnt know what you were going to have." Foster came over and smiled. "We are going out to eat, if you two want to join us?"

Gabe: Gabe chuckled a little, knowing he'd been gone only half of a day at this point, but it was sweet that Clyde had missed him so much. "Oh Clyde, honey, I wish you'd told me you were coming. I would have made arrangements to get you at the airport." He laughed softly and stroked Clyde's arm. He looked up when Foster came over and nodded. "Yes of course, that sounds wonderful, right Clyde?"

Clyde: "I am sorry. I shold have. I just didnt think it through." He laughed. He turned to Foster and hugged onto gabe. "YES! We want to eat dinner with you."He said. He saw hedwig and squealed. "I love your retro stories! So awesome!" he shouted. He heard a loud noise and jumped. It was just a truckIt was so loud here and big. He held onto gabe tight

Gabe: Hedwig put on a dress and touched up her makeup before coming out to see Foster and her laywer and his boy toy. He must be good at his job though, to be able to have such a hot young thing. Only rich men got boys like that. "Thank you, sweetie," Hedwig simpered and touched Clyde's cheek. "Let's go I'm starving," she said and walked off to get the cab. Gabe couldn't help but chuckle when Clyde jumped. "It's just a car backfiring, Clyde, I promise it's okay. This is a loud city."

Clyde: Clyde went over to Hedwig and talked her ear off about canada and if shes ever been. He could see foster and her looking at him. He knew they wondered how he was with gabe. Most people were curioys about why they were togehter, but they rationalied it as money. He took gabes hand and kissed his knuckles. He hoped Gabe didnt thik that, even if he spent like so much money. He sat down and looked at the menu "What are you gettig, Gabe?" He asked. Foster sat down. His son was asleep and had his head on hedwigs shoulder and arms around her neck sleeping.

Gabe: Gabe was glad to be holding Clyde's hand again, even if it was still overwhelming tha Clyde was here at all. But it was nice, regardless. He kissed Clyde's cheek and sat down at the table, looking over the menu. "I think I'll get the sirloin steak," he said, pointing at the item on the menu. Hedwig seemed much calmer now that she had a sleeping baby in her arms, and she held the boy expertly with one hand and took little sips of her drink with the other, leaning over to chat softly with Foster about what she wanted to order.

Clyde: Clyde ordered the same as gabe even if he wanted the pasta. He thought it was time to let Gabe pick the meal. He told the waiter to make it exactly like Gabes and the sides the same too. He didnt evne hear gAbe's sides. Foster looked them over and lifted a brow.He ordered country fried steak and potatoes. He loved that hedwig loved his son so much, their son. The little boy loved hedwig more than his own mother. and (probably father) "so uh, Cylde is it, what do you do?" Clyde blushed, he didnt have a fancy job. "I .. I life guard."

Gabe: Gabe let out a soft sigh when Clyde ordered the same thing, but gave him a smile anyway. He had hoped that was only a breakfast thing. Maybe there was some way to get Clyde to budge on that thing. "And he's going to start going to school for Graphic design, right?" he said and smiled, nudging Clyde's shoulder lightly. "He's going to be fabulous at it."

Clyde: "Right maybe I am not very good at it." He pouted. "I rather work with dolphins and train them, but there is no ocean. " He smiled and shrugged. "But gabe think si could be a model. "He spoke up. "Oh yeah, you could. " Foster nodded. "We have theo in modeling.. He likes it. Ic an talk to the agency." He said. He looked at Hedwig. "Right?" He wanted her to confirm it was a good idea.

The message.

"Gabe. It's Jackson. Listen, we need you to be here tomorrow. We have a client who requested you. Their business is under attack and they want the best. They are willing to pay a lot. we wouldnt ask unless we are desperate.. Come in asap. I sent you tickets for tonight or early am.. Thanks This is jackson

Gabe: Gabe did feel some kind of relief about the whole thing. It was a relief to know that he made Clyde visably more happy than he had been, enough that people that knew him noticed. He chuckled. "I don't really want to drown tonight. I have too much to live for," he said and smiled, leaning in to kiss Clyde again, losing himself in his lips and gently rocking with the waves lapping against him. "Do you want to get some tubes?"

Clyde: clyde kissed his lips. "Oh yes, lets get tubes. Less workout with tubes." He giggled. HE went up to get tubes and came back with two. Heather and the girls joined them. After about 40 minutes everyone got out to switch over to the lazy river.

Clyde: Gabes phone rang a total of 6 times before a message was left on the phone. Jackson called the hotel a few times.

Clyde: "Gabe. It's Jackson. Listen, we need you to be here tomorrow. We have a client who requested you. Their business is under attack and they want the best. They are willing to pay a lot. we wouldnt ask unless we are desperate.. Come in asap. I sent you tickets for tonight or early am.. Thanks This is jackson

Gabe: Gabe was having a pleasant time with Clyde just floating around the wave pool and then over to the Lazy River. He liked how nice the park was less crowded and seeing the lights of the city and the stars overhead. He liked being close to Clyde overall, and wished he could stay forever. It was nice not to be permanently attached to his phone or chained to a desk. Even if he was the CEO of the company, he had people acting like he was an employee still. It was nice to have some time to forget all that.

Clyde: Clyde smiled as they drank frozen lemonade on the laxzy riger. He held Gabes hand so they wouldnt lost contact. He kissed his lips and cheek when he looked his way. Clyde for once felt safe. Settled. Happy. He hoped it would last him forever. He wanted Gabe to fall in love and really keep him.

Gabe: Gabe yawned a little as they went around the lazy river, and Gabe felt old for feeling tired already. He squeezed Clyde's hand. "How are you holding up?" he asked. There had been a lot of really late nights in quick succession with Clyde and Gabe was starting to feel his age. He didn't want to rush Clyde though, if he was having a good time.

Clyde: " I feel good. Do you want to go? ARe you tired?" He asked. "We can go home and cuddle and watch movies?" He suggested. He wanted to make Gabe happy. Gabe was an old man. "You look tired. But, God I hope not of me" He laughed. "I know your gay friend wants to see you... I will try to be less selfish. Hes just attractive, you could easily see something in him."

Gabe: Gabe yawned a little and tried to stifle it. "I'm sorry," he said and let out a tired laugh. "You could probably go all night." He chuckled. "Well the sex alone could put most men down for the count, and we didn't really take a nap after." Gabe kissed Clyde's cheek. "I am becuase of you in a good way. Your hot ass did me in." He sighed. "Clyde, honey, Johnny isn't after me like that. We're friends."

Clyde: "We can go baby, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didnt take care of you?" He pouted. He kissed his lips "Plus, I need to shave my legs anyway and arm pits." All lifeguards were suppose to even the boys. He took his hand. "We are going to go. My daddy is sleepy." Everyone cheered at his words. "Go get laid!" Soemone yelled. Clyde smiled and turned to him. "Let's get our stuff and jet!"

Gabe: Gabe gave Clyde a happy smile and leaned in to kiss his lips gently. "Thank you honey," he said and kissed him again. He flushed and ducked his head when Clyde called him daddy in front of everyone and was blushing all the way back to the lockers to get their stuff. He noticed that he had a lot of messages on his phone and waited til he got to the car to listen to them. He frowned and sighed heavily. "Damn it," he whispered under his breath. "I have to call the office when we get back to the hotel room. Some kind of emergency."

Clyde: "oh, no. .What kind. Someone die?" He asked. He was worried for Gabe. "It's ok baby, we are gonna burn sage later. That rid bad spirits" He smiled. Jackson called again. He really needed an answer. He sent a text. "Gabriel Please. Pleas call me back. We need you ASAP. They are willing to pay half a million dollars for you1" He text. "That's a big deal." He wrote. Clyde drove them to wal mart and parked. "I need shaving cream and more lube, since your cock takes so much." He iggled. He took Gabe's wallet from his pocket and kissed his cheek. He left to go inside. Since it seemed Gabe needed to call someone, even if it wasnt the hotel yet.

Gabe: Gabe shook his head. "No, no one died. A client," he said. He didn't bother replying to the text. He was still the boss anyway. He would call him back when he got to the hotel. "No Clyde, honey I need to go to the hotel. Right now," he told him. "Please. Right now." He grabbed Clydes wrist and dragged him back to the car. "We need to go to the hotel, I need to make a call and I can't do it from my cell phone, I need to be in my office so I can be o the laptop."

Clyde: "I need shaving cream." He pouted. "I will be back." He giggled and ran inside. He grabbed lube, cheetos, apple juice, a new lap top cause why not, he bought socks and big shirts and shaving cream. He came back with a half cart full of things and put them in the car. "Sorry, I have to shave my legs." He could see Gabe was upset or something. "Anyway, whats the rush, you said no one died!"

Gabe: Gabe was anxious and he didn't know why Clyde didn't see that. Or why he dind't care if he saw it. He couldn't do any work from the cell phone, not that needed to be done. He sat and stewed in the car while he waited for Clyde. "Just drive," he said his jaw clenched. "Just drive. I told you it was important and you didn't care, Clyde. You ignored me. I need to work, I told you. And you didn't care. Just get me to the hotel. Now. Or I'll call the car and doit myself."

Clyde: "You said you were sick of work. I am helping you not think abotu it. you said at the pool that you were glad for me to help you not worry about it all the time, and you are worrying." He said and drove to the hotel. "I can drive you there, but I need to stop for gas. I cant help it" He said as he stopped at a gas station. He saw a friend from work and hugged. " I got to go, hes in a mood." He said a she filled the tank and got in. "Sorry." He said and drove to the hotel. He parked the car. "Can we call bell hop to get my stuff? " He asked

Clyde: *drove towards the hotel

Gabe: Gabe was so furious he could feel a vein bulghing in his head. "Clyde, do you know I own and run this company? It's all up to me. It doesn't matter sometimes if I want a break or even if I need one, I have to do it. When its a big deal like this, I have to do it. That's how business works." He didn't understand why Clyde was bieng so inconsiderate. "Yes, fine, I don't care Clyde, I need to get up there. I needed to be there 40 mintues ago when I told you but you didn't give a shit," Gabe said, swiftly going up to the elevator and keying in the code.

Clyde: "I did give a shit. I just know you want a break. I am your favorite part of life. Your new life. You are going so fast." He said. He pouted when Gabe went ahead of him Hmmpf/ He still had Gabes card. He ordered a bell hop to take his things up. He got to the door and went inside the room. He tipped the guy 20 dollars. The guy smiled and left. He sighed and sat on the bed. Jackson was on the other line tellin ghim about the client "His name is Foster Ashley. His spouse is having legal issues and they requested YOU!"

Gabe: Gabe went right into his office in the penthouse and closed the door, pulling up the offical law office servers before he called Jackson back, so he could look over the legal records while he was talking to Jackson. He nodded along, already anxious and trying to deal with this was making him more anxious. "A lot of people request me, Jackson, I wouldn't be where I was if I wasn't good at it," he said a little petulantly. "Just fax me the information. Is there any reason this is critical enough I need to be there in person? I can conduct a lot of business over the phone and internet."

Clyde: -insert reason why he HAS to be there in person.. maybe its big news because hedwig?- clyde pouted when he was shut out of the office room. He tried to open the door, but it was locked. He wondered if he should get another room and stay there. He didnt really want to do that. He went to the bathroom to start a bath and set the shaving cream and razor up. He had a new 600 dollar lap top! He would open later.

Gabe: Gabe spent a few minutes arguing on the phone with Jackson, who really did get too big for his britches when Gabe wasn't in the office, even though he was the junior partner and not the top dog at all, and finally said he'd call the client in the morning and schedule a flight back. But that for now he needed a good night's sleep so he could actually work. He said goodnight to Jackson and heard the water running in the bathroom. "Clyde?" he called gently, and knocked on the door before poking his head inside. "I have to go back to New York tomorrow. Just for a day. Maybe two."

Clyde: Clyde was singing to old retro music Britney spears circus. He loved that song. He shaved his leg and got out to pat them dry. He put his new expensive lotion on his legs and came out of the bathroom. He saw Gabe. "Are you done being upset with me for wanting to love you?" He asked. He sat down and handed him a brush. "Will you brush my hair, the back of it. It gets tangled." He said. "And I need to give myself a manicure. Is your work ok, it sure does maek you grumpy old man1"

Gabe: Gabe sighed. "Did you even hear what I just said?" he asked, the frustration still present in his voice. "No it's not okay. I need to go back to New York in the morning. For a day or two. I just said that." He pursed his lips. "You calling me a grumpy old man isn't really going to make the situation any better he said, but took the brush anyway and started to brush Clyde's hair.

Clyde: Clyde startd to get tears in his eyes. First from the meaness in his voice. He had never been mad or upset with Clyde before. He then felt a rush of panic when he said he was going back. He put his face in his hands and started to sob. He couldnt help it sometimes, it was trigger. "Well you dont have to be so mean to me." He pulled his head away so he wouldnt touch his head. "If you wnt to break up, you can, but dont make me feel bad." He shouted.

Gabe: Gabe was shocked when Clyde started crying. He dropped the brush and wrapped his arms gently around Clyde. "Honey, you haven't been listening to me. I told you something was important to me and you ignored it. That was very mean to me. I'm not trying to be mean. I'm asking you to listen to me and try to understand. I don't want to break up with you, Clyde. That's the last thing I want to do."

Clyde: He pushed out of his arms and went to look out the window. "You are leaving and I have to go back to my place.. and you'll not come back. Two days will turn into never coming back." He sighed and leaned over the balcony. "I was listening to you. The real you. At the pool. You were sick of work, you wanted me to rescue you and I did, and now you are mad at me for listening to the firs t you."

Gabe: "No," Cldye said, confused. "No of course you're not going back to your place. I want you to stay here, in the Hyatt. I'll leave you a credit card so you can get anything you need until I get back." He stroked Clyde's shoulders. "Honey, please just listen to me. Please. You aren't listening. I can be tired of work, and need to be recused from it and still have to do it. Those can both be real. I'm leaving you in the hotel room, with my credit card and all of my things. I'll just bring a briefcase with me. I'll have to come back. Not for the things, but for you. I just want you to know that."

Clyde: Clyde started to cry cause he didnt want to say bye to the hyatt yet, he didnt prepare. He stopped crying when he said he could stay here. "Ok, but will you leave your shirt that smells like you and text me what yo uhave for breakfast?" He asked. He wiped his tears. "What if you want to cheat on me? Will you tell me?" He asked.

Gabe: He closed his arms around Clyde and held him close, trying to rub his back and get him to stop crying. "Yes, Clyde of course, please, please don't cry. I'll leave whatever you want." He kissed Clyde's forehead. "I can text you whenever you want, okay. I would take you with me right now but I know you'd need more notice at work. But I'll be back in two days." He kissed Clyde's cheek. "I won't cheat on you. Why would I? You're amazing and I love you."

Clyde: "You cant love me. you dont know me. you just think you do." He cried on his shoulder. "I dont want you to leave. cant you just face time?" He asked. He pouted. He rested his chin on his shoulder. "Like why do they super need you more than I do. I need you the most" He hugged his neck. "Even if you are royallly annoyed with me. I am sorry. I needed to shave my legs." He sighed. "And more lube for you, I didnt need the laptop, but I wanted it. For graphic stuff." He said. "And I didnt think you would care anyway."

Gabe: Gabe reached out and stroked his hand up and down Clyde's back, trying to calm him down. "Honey, I can't this time. I tried to make that work, but it won't." He ran his fingers through Clyde's hair. "I am a little annoyed, but it's alright. Nothing that can't be fixed." He kissed Clyde's temple. "I don't care, I want you to have things you need. But one of the things I need is to go into the office for a couple of days. And then I'll be back."

Clyde: He rested his cheek on his chest. He felt misrable. "Ok." He said. "I guess that's ok. " He removed his shirt and pants and goes to the bed. He takes his hand. "And I can keep the room and order food?" He asked. "I have the next day off. Can I invite heather over?" He asked. "Will you promise to textm e?" He said as he sat on the bed. "Wil you miss me?"

Gabe: Gabe laughed softly. "Yes, you can stay here. I want you to stay. And you can order as much food as you want." He took o fhis clothes and slid into bed himself, yawning a little. He cuddled up to Clyde's side and nodded. "I'll text you. I promise. And I'll miss you every second." He smiled. "And yes you can have Heather over. Just no boys. I'll get too jealous."

Clyde: "No boys. I wont even let boy bus boys in I will request they all be girls." He smiled. He really would. He kissed his lips. "I dont like when youare mad at me." He confessed. "It's not a good feeling when you are." He sighed. He laid his head on the pillow and looked up at him. "When do you have to leave? Can we have breakfast? Oh! can you go get me the menu so we can order it.. I didnt mark this one.."

Gabe: Gabe couldn't help but laugh out loud at that. That was probably taking it a little far, but Clyde seemed to think a little too far. It was endearing when it wasn't interfering with what Gabe needed to get done. "I don't like being mad at you either," he said gently and rubbed at Clyde's chest. "I don't want to be mad at you. But we can always make it okay." He laughed a little. "My flight leaves at 8, so it would have to be a very early breakfast. Do you want to get up that early?"

Clyde: "I want to be with you." He poute. He touched his cheek. He got up to get the menu and brought it back "Ok let's get two orders of toast, and two orders of the daily breakfat." He smiled. "And I wrote the measurements so they get it the same on both plates." He wrote one cup eggs, 12 potatoes on each plate, 2 toast on each plate and two jars of the same cute jellies. He wrote coffee needed to be the same cup mass. He ran out of room with his details. "And we should get vanilla flavor milk things." (creamer)

Gabe: Gabe was starting to get a little tired of the identical breakfast orders since it was making breakfast a little difficult to eat, but he didn't want to start an argument. He just nodded along and let Clyde do what he wanted. "That sounds fine," he said with a smile. "But we need to have it come at 7 o clock so I can go catch the plane." He chuckled. "And I think you mean creamer there. French Vanilla creamer."

Clyde: "Yeah the French cream shots. I love them." He put the menu out and laid beside him. He rubbed his chest. "What will you wear tomorrow, so I can wear the same color." He said as he looked up at him. "Maybe wear your green shirt and I will wear mine. " He kissed his lips. "Are you annoyed, you seem annoyed." He pouted. "Did you and Johnny ever make out? "

Gabe: Gabe sighed heavily and closed his eyes. "Clyde, honey, I can't think of what I'm going to wear right now. I'm just going to get up and go jump on a plane. If you want me to wear green I can wear green." He kissed Clyde back. "I'm not annoyed, honey, I just want to get some sleep before tomorrow. And of course Johnny and I never made out, oh my God. We were friends, Clyde. We're just friends."

Clyde: "Get some sleep." He said as he laid beside him. "What if you dont come back? Will you tell me?" He asked. He kissed his cheek and lips. "This might be the last time I see you." He told him. He started to tear up again. He got up to get sage oil and put a couple droplet son his thumb. He turned his thumb to Gabe's forehead and ran a line over his head. "This is so you have a good life." He said. "With no demons." He kissedh si lips. He set the oil down and reste dhis cheek on his chest. He sighed and turned off the lights. He looked out into the darkness. "what are you thinking about?"

Gabe: Gabe was stressed out and he closed his eyes, hoping to get some kind of rest, but Clyde didn't seem to be able to turn it off for long enough for him to go to sleep. He sighed softly. "Clyde, I'm giong to come back. You're going to see me again." He tried to close his eys but fel tdrops of oil on his forehead. "Babe, I'm going to be back before the end of the week, there's no need to be dramatic." He pursed his lips and tried not to let out a heavy sigh. "I'm thinking about sleep," he said. "Please just hold me and we can go to sleep okay?"

Clyde: Clyde listen to him speak. He didnt think what he was doing was dramatic. He was saving him. He was protecting him. He let out a heavy sigh. "Well, you know what I am thinking? I am thinking about how rivers run. And how the change of path leads to the ocean. the meaning of life is where we go and who we meet." He said. He rolled over and hugged him. "I send peace upon your flgith, the eagles wings guide you into new york. Jewish God will seek out for your fear." He yawned. "Goodnight, my soul mate."

Gabe: Gabe closed his eyes and sank into Clyde's arms, but he still felt that sleep was a long way off. "Hmmm," he replied and sighed a little. "That sounds nice," he murmured. "Thank you," he breathed. "Can we go to sleep now?" he asked finally and leaned up and kissed Clyde softly on the lips. "Good night. Now shh. Sleep."

Clyde: "Sleep." He gave permission. He fell asleep himself, feeling his brain moving at a face pace. He didnt take his medcine his aunt gave him. He needed to find it. That would calm him down. He slid from his arms and went to find it. He found half in his bag at the bottom. He brushed crumbs off and took it. The thoughts calmed down as well as his body. He sighed happily and went to slide back in his arms. He fell asleep

Gabe: Gabe closed his eyes and tried to sleep. He thought he could feel Clyde moving around but finally he was able to fall asleep despite it. He woke up with a start when his alarm went off, and quickly rolled out of bed and into the shower, knowing he didn't have much time to get ready to go.

Clyde: Clyde was sound asleep. Breakfast servers kept knocking on the door. But Clyde was out of it. He didnt budge. The phone rang in the room, and he was still out of it "Mr. gabes last name " the server called out. "breakfast!"

Gabe: Gabe rushed out of the shower to go get the door when he heard it being knocked on repeatedly. "You know I told your staff to just come in and set everything on the table if I didn't answer, don't you?" Gabe said with a hint of frustration, trying to push the shampoo back from falling into his eyes. He tipped them hastily and went back to the shower. "Clyde, breakfast is here!" he called as he passed.

Clyde: Clyde saw it was here and sat up "ok." He yawned. He sat up and slid out of bed. He went to measure the food. They did a perfect job and he smiled. He put the covers back on and went to put Gabes a green shirt out. He unpacked his bag looking for it though and put everything on the bed looking for the green shirt.He laid on the bed as he waited for Gabe to come out. "breakfast is getting cold."

Clyde: food covers back on*

Gabe: Gabe sighed heavily when he came out and saw one of his closets mroe or less emptied on the bed, but he didn't have time to deal with it. He only needed his briefcase really, he was just going to the office and back to his apartment. "I know, sorry, I'm trying," he said, and quickly got dressed and sat down and started eating. "I need to go in a few miutes. The car will be here in half an hour."

Clyde: He grabbed his meal and started to eat what he was eating. "ok. Slow down. I cant keep up" He said as he stuffed potatoes in his mouth. He didnt like to eat fast. He took his time. "You are in such a hurry to go." He said as he ate his eggs next after Gabe took a couple bites. He set his tray down. He could monitor the bites when he left. That would be better really. He went to bring him coffee. "I got you the green shirt and black shorts!"

Gabe: Gabe didn't have time to slow down. "Honey, I have a plane to catch. I don't have time to really eat everything delibrately," he said and took a sip of his coffee. "I'm not in a hurry to leave, I just can't miss my flight. Do you understand that?" he asked gently. "Yes, I can wear the shirt but I need to wear slacks, honey, I have to go right into the office. But thank you."

Clyde: "Ok." He said. He put on Gabes shorts and stretched them out. "Look. I look like a diet commerical after." He smiled cheesily. "Sorry." He realized he was calling Gabe fat. "I will miss you so much. Can you call me on the airplane and we can talk for a long time? " He asked. He kissed his cheek "you didnt shave. Do lawyers not shave?"

Gabe: Gabe looked up when Clyde was putting on his pants, and the joke actually hurt his feelings a little, and he felt his throat tighten. "Yes," I guess you do," he said softly and finished getting dressed and grabbed his briefcase and everything else he needed. "Clyde, I can't talk on the airplane. I can turn on the wifi and text you that way, maybe. But I do have to get some work done on the flight over." He rubbed his cheeks. "I'll shave on the plane. I don't really have time now, i have to go check in."

Clyde: Clyde sighed "You are leaving me with bad vibes. " He pouted. "ok, fine. Your plane is so important." He fell sidewise on the bed. "Have a good flight." He said and put the covers over his head and sighed deeply. "I will be ok. Dont worry. Just go.. GO!" He shouted.

Gabe: Gabe sighed heavily. "I'm not trying to, Clyde, but you're making it very difficult for me right now," he said, pulling out one of his credit cards and setting it down for him. "Clyde honey, I'm very sorry, but ehres my card and I will text you when I can. And call you later today when I land, okay?" he said. He leaned over Clyde and kissed his temple. "Please try to understand baby," he breathed, and then kissed him again before leaving.

Clyde: "I understand I do." He sighed and looked around the room. He started to cry when he was alone. He sat up and looked at the card. He called heather to go with him to go shopping and to hang out. She said she would in an hour. He went to see if he coudl work, but they didnt need him today. He went to the mall and texted gabe a few times "Going to the mall.. Got my car in the shop. You know you can use sky wifi? Go to airplane mode and like connect. You have no real excuse." He bought a lot of new clothes and ate at a fancy place near the mall that served filet magnon and rice. He went to the pet store and followed his ancestors to his perfect pet! Which was a bearded dragon lizard. He bought the cage and al that he ndded and crickets. He set it up in the hotel. Heather and him ordered a mocie and watched it. She braided his hair. He painted her toe nails They spilled juice on the bed and had to get new sheets. They invited four more people over. He sent another text. "I only have girls over, and I got a new lizard!" He sent a photo.

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Gabe: Gabe only just barely made it to the plane on time, and had to hurry onboard. He sat down, feeling exhausted alredy and took out his laptop as soon as he was able to and started to do some work that he needed to do. He didn't get to check his messages until they were landing several hours later, and was alittle overwhelmed at the amount of messages he had, and the fact that Clyde had bought a pet. "He looks nice," was all Gabe could think tho text back. "I'm glad you're having a good time. Be safe, honey, okay? I'm getting in a cab to go to the office now."

Clyde: 4 people turned into 6 people.. turned into 10 "Oh my boyfrind will be mad if i have any boys, no boys!" He said, so the place was full of girls. Three in the hot tub, a few doing make overs in the bathroom and everyone eating cake and tacos he bought from the menu. He had his car in shop until tomorow. He said he couldnt go out in case there was a chance he might cheat. He got a text. "ok! I have a few friends over.. ALL GIRLS. I miss you so much xoxxoxoxo. Bruno says hi. He's the lizard. He's asleep. "

Gabe: Gabe was a little curious what Clyde was up to, since he thought he had to work today, and why he was hanging around the hotel, but he figures as long as Clyde was happy it was okay. There really wasn't too much damage he could do. Gabe textd back the he missed Clyde too and hoped he had a good time unitl Gabe could come back. He told him he woudl text back later, and went into his required meetings, trying to put all of that aside and focus so he could get all of this done and hurry back.

Clyde: Clyde missed him and put his shirt on a pillow and hugged it. He printed out a photo of him smiling with his mouth open. Some of the girls thought it was an odd photo, but he put it on the pillow anyway. "Dont call my boyfriend weird" They all giggled and had a pillow fight. He had work in the morning, so they all came in on the bed and watched a movie. They fell asleep all piled on each other. *** Foster came into Gabes office. "Thank you for meeting me. My wife. we .. are newly married. She is having a lot of media and her busiess that was once owned by her sort of manager.. He's trying to sue the company, and we have proof he never paid his taxes. " He put it forward "Hold on, she's calling me now. sHes not a patient woman. Hello? Hi.. yes, no Hedwig. Honey, you turn the oven on and let the wter sit, it doenst just boil. Why are ou doing that anyway? Honey, please... just order something instead? ok.. Im with our lawyer now.. good , yes good bye. I love you too. Kiss Teddy for me." He hung up. "Anyway, you think you can help?"

Gabe: Gabe honestly didn't do this kind of law, it wasn't his forte and probably would have been better handled by another firm. He took the records and started to look through them, and couldn't help but snort a little at hearing the one end of the phone conversation. It reminded him a lot of Clyde. After a few minutes he thought he had it figured out. He explained to Foster that this wasn't what his company usually handled- that it was usually mergers and compromises, and mediations between businesses, but that he would help with extracting the business from the other owner. Taxes wasn't going to be the issue though, they would have to prove that Foster's wife had the rights to take full ownership of the business. He promised he'd do his best to make sure everything came out in their favor and would put on pressure necessary to make sure the lawsuit went away.

Clyde: Foster seemed tired. IT was hard to be with Hedwig sometimes. She wanted the business now and didnt understnad why she didnt have it now. It was legal stuff, she didnt want to hear about because it was dull and old people stuff, even if she was older than him. He never told her he knew that though. "Thank you. I heard you were in branson. I tride to take my wife there, but she sort of pissed everyone off there.. She means well." He sighed. Clyde texted the lyrics to Baby come back to Gabe and sent photos of him pouting. Gabes phone made a loud flute noise that only belong to clyde, because clyde put it there. "You once helped us before, well sort of.. And you ad good and you are gay, its why we wanted you. Hold on." He picked up the phone. "you cant wash your whites with colors. Sweetheart we have a laundry service, you just .. dont even need to do laundry at all.. ok? " He got her to speak in german and he hung up. "want to grab lunch and talk more.I got everyrhing figured out money wise. I am an accountant."

Gabe: Gabe smiled a little and nodded. "It's fine," he said kindly, though looking over it now, he could have done all of this on the phone. But he understood that clients felt better having a face to face conversation and this was a high end client by what he could read from the system. He jumped when he heard that sound go off, bcause he didn't recoginze it. It took him awhile to realize it was his phone, and hastily turned off the ringer. "I miss you too," he texted back quickly. "I'm in a meeting right now. Be good." He looked up at Foster. "Well that's good, but of course, our people will look over everything," he said and smiled. "Is there any other problems you need to discuss?" he asked, as they left the office. "I need to do some research on your case before I can give you a really solid anxwer one way or the other."

Clyde: Foster sat down at a bistro and went over. He said he would take him by the theatre to show him around and to show the booking He even invited him to one of her shows. Her last one unless they won. He sighed. "I know this seem nuts, but I love her very much and want her to have this. She wont take any other theatre. She wants this one. " He sighed. "And I think she should have it, from that guy who used her for stuff.." He didnt want to talk about it. "Surely you have someone youd do anythign for, right?" He asked. He had plea in his eyes. Clyde missed him and sent a sad face to his phone every 5 minutes. He went to go to the water park and play for a bit, but came back home with only four girls "Are you coming home tonight?" He asked forgetting the time line.

Gabe: Gabe sat down with Foster and tried to focus on what he was saying. It was clear to him that Foster was very passionate about his wife and her buisness and it did touch him. But then his phone was buzzing in his pocket about every few seconds which made it hard for him to really focus 100%. He finally pulled out his phone. "I understand, Mr. Ashley," he said finally and smiled, pulling out his phone and showing the text of Clyde's sad face. "I think I have someone very much like your wife right here. You don't mind if I send a few texts, do you?" he asked, making sure Foster said it was okay before texting Clyde back. "I'm coming home tomorrow evening, honey," he texted back. "I have to make sure I get this case almost finished before I come back. I have to meet with opposing counsel tomorrow and hopefully wrap it all up." He sighed and texted again. "Are you doing okay?"

Clyde: "I have to work tomorrow. I dont wantto miss you. What are you going to have for breakfast? Are you sure you are coming back?" He sent a photo of him holding his self made boyfriend pillow. He took another photo of thegirls all over the bed with him. "are you going to clubs? They watn to, but i dont want to go somewhere with boys and a chance to cheat. " He texted. Foster smiled and nodded. "oh wow, he is very ... pretty If you dont mind me saying. I can see why you want to get this over with. I dont blame you. My wife is really a male. I think he jut feels more comfortable as a woman, but he is a knock out male when he isnt trying too." He said. "Love makes one do crazy thing. " He stood up and set a couple tickets down. "You should meet her. shes kinda scary at first, but if she knows your good people, she'll be nice.. eh, somewhat."

abe: Gabe laughed softly. "I don't know what I'm going to have for breakfast yet, honey, what do you want to have for breakfast," he sent back and then felt his eyes widen in shock when he saw the boyfriend pillow Clyde had made.  He wasn't sure if he should find that creepy or adorable, so he figured it was something in between.  "No, honey, no clubs.  I don't even like clubs.  I'm just going out to dinner with my married client," he promised.  Gabe looked up at Foster and smiled.  "I know.  He is."   He said fondly and laughed gently.  "I'm sure she's great," Gabe said and shook Foster's hand.  "I guess I'll see you there tonight."

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Clyde: Clyde didnt like that he was having dinner with a client, but he figured it was ok. the man or woman was married.He hoped woman. He decided to go out and buy a new phone. He kept his number. He loved it, then realize he was being selfish and bought his friend one too and then he bought Gabe gifts, he bought him new suits to wear and pajamas that matched his. He found out where his office was and orderd flowers. Heather helped him. He had roses sent to his office. "I miss you. xoxoxoxxoxooxoxo." He wrote. He had to work, so he put the card away in the room and went to work. He was on night shift. He had a few people hit on him. He had no idea why he was getting a lot of people on him now. Maybe when you were taken, it made one feel more attractive.

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Gabe: Gabe discussed a few more things with Foster before they parted ways, and then he headed back to his apartment really fast to change and take a quick nap before going back to the office and really working the case. He fell into the hard work and felt time passing, and didn't really look up until he saw some roses being brought in.  He smiled up at them and took a break to text Clyde really fast.  "The roses are beauitful.   Thank you, honey. XO"  He ordered some food into the office, arragned some meetings for the next day and then went down to the theatre.

Clyde: Clyde missed him a lot. He tried not to. He wonderd if he should ask a couple days off and go see Gabe! That would be a nice surprise and he really wanted to see NYC. He asked his boss and she said yes quickly. He squealed, but had no idea how to order plane tickets, so heather helped him. He worried about his dragon, but heather said she would take care of it. He wondered if Gabe would like this surprise or not. He was a little scared, the airport was big. He put on nice clothes and got his hair done cute and shaggy. He didnt know Gabes apartment or place. He called the office and got someoen named jackson to give him the office address. He wrote it on a piece of paper. Foster greeted him. He took him backstage to meet Hedwig. "She's very famous I guess in some groups. I take it you dont do a lotof theatre? I didnt either until her. HONEY! Are you here? Oh crap, I need to buy her roses. I do it ever show.. Hold on." He pushed an app and abutton and they sent it right away. He needed to put them bak on a time schdule.

Clyde: {also i have an altermative one wher ehe doesnt go to nyc HAAH if you wnt to wait i want to see your ideas too)

Clyde: Clyde sighed and mised him a lot. He worked all evening and went to eat at a salad buffett since he felt he was getting kinda fat. He smiled when he got the text abot the roses he put a xoxo in the text. He didnt want to be too annoying. He laid on his bed with four other girls and watched a movie before they ordered frinks and turned on music

Gabe: Gabe put his phone on silent and stepped into the theatre with Foster. It seemed like a nice place, and he could see why Foster wanted to save it.  It seemed to be pretty poplar too, by the amount of people streaming in. He waited for Foster's wife to come out of the dressing room, not wanting to intrude.  When she did poke her head out, in full make up and a dressing gown, she looked him over and narrowed her eyes. "So you're the fat Jew everyone tells me about," she said finally.  "I told everyone I wanted a fat Jew to do all of that...legal shit," she said vaguely making a gesture into the air.  "I told my ex husband he should go into something Jew-y and make us more money but he refused.   Impossible man."  Hedwig went back into her room and stared to dress.   "You can stare if you like, honey, but maybe you should go get a seat for the real show."

Clyde: "Ah k. Yeah, that's my wife. Sorry she's... she's very vocal and pretty!"He yelled. His son ran from for hedwig and hugged her leg. "Can I wear make up?" He asked her. He wanted hedwig to pick him up. "If you cant be fabouluos, than get out of my face!" He rehearshed. Foster sighed. he took him out of the room and into a seat. "Well the court thing is tomorrow, but tonight enjoy. Her show has a good story if she tells it, sometimes she just wants to insult peopl for an hour and sing. " He warned Gabe. Clyde got off the plane and was scared, he went to gabes office, everything was so overwhelming. He didnt know what to do and cried a couple of times from excitement and fear. He sent Gabe a text. "Where are you?"

Gabe: Gabe didn't really know what to say and just sort of nodded a little, giving Hedwig a tense sort of smile.  Foster wasn't kidding.  She was really...something.  It was cute to see her with a kid though.   Something about her almost softened immediately and she reached down and picked him up, setting him down on the vanity.  "Of course, my little honey bee," she cooed and smiled.  "You look so pretty when you let Hedwig do your makeup," she said and sat down to start doing it, laughing to herself.  Gabe let Foster show him to a seat and nodded.   "Thank you.  I'm sure the show will be great."  Gabe checked his phone one more time before turning it off for good and saw the text from Clyde.  "I'm seeing my client's show downtown," he typed back quickly.   "Aren't you at work, honey?  I promise I'll call you back later, I have to turn my phone off now."

Clyde: "Wait, what show? Please tel me.. Please?" He text. New york was amazing and he wanted to bath in it, but he wanted to do it with Gabe by his side. peoplewere shoving red bus tours in his face. A few grabbed his ass... Foster sighed and loved when Hedwig was with his little boy. Clyde sent him another text. "I just want to know, please?"

Gabe: Gabe was about to touch the off button when another text came through. he typed out one quick reply.  "It's called Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and I'm so sorry, honey, I have to go.  I'll call you when the show is done okay? xoxo." He replied and then shut his phone off for good.

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Clyde: Clyde knew the show ! He loved Hedwig. He couldnt believe he was seeing her! He got someone to help him go to the theatre He didnt carry cash. He gave him his scarf as a tip. They liked it. He went to the theatre. "You got to let me in, my boyfriend is inside. "He begged the ticket man. "He's the lawyer guy, please?" He pouted. They sighed and tried to see what they could do. Hedwig ususally didnt like people coming in when she was on stage singing tear me down. They snuck him in. Foster was outside for a moment looking over paper work, when he looked up to see Clyde, and boy was that man gorgeous. "Hey.. you look familiar." He said. "I do?" Clyde said. "My boyfriend is in there. Gabe..-last name- Foster smiled. "oh, wow yeah. he did well ." He laughed. "come on, hedwig can get mad at me for shining inside light." He opened the door and hedwig was on stage. Clyde gasped when he saw her. "Sorry honey!" Foster yelled.

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Clyde: s hair cut he wa busy

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Clyde: what hes wearing, cause its importnar

Gabe: Gabe settled in to see the show and was enjoying what was happening so far, but turned a little when he heard some commotion near the doors.   Hedwig heard it too and stopped singing in the middle of the song, shouting something at the band in German and then crossing her arms over her chest and looking towards the open door.  "I tell you over and over again, little people in their little red vests, if they can't make it to the theatre on time they don't deserve to see my show!" she shouted petulantly.  She heard Foster's voice and let out a long suffering sigh. "Fine, fine, hurry to the seat then, darling, you're ruining my big moment."  Gabe looked around and was floored to see Clyde being the one shown to an empty seat near him.  "Clyde?" he whispered in surprise. "What are you doing here?  How did you get here?"

Clyde: He saw Gabe and squealed. Foster went to ask the person sitting beside Gabe if they would mind moving. They didnt seem to mind as long as they got an autograph.He nodded. "Ok fine, move please." Clyde sat beside him and hugged him with a loud queak. He heard an usher tell him so shhh. He kissed his cheek "I missed you so much, and heatehr helped me find you!" He said. He kissed his cheek. "Are you mad?"

Gabe: Gabe was shocked but hugged Clyde back and kissed him on the lips softly. "Okay, baby no I'm not mad, I think it's great that your here, but we should be quiet, becuase of the show-" he explained and looked up to see Hedwig on stage, tapping her foot expectantly.  "Yes, fat jew and his jail bait.  I see you."  On stage Yitzhak very cautiously offered up one of his boots, in case she wanted to throw something.  It was just easier sometimes to have something ready.  And so she didn't start throwing the liquor bottles because that seemed so much worse.   "No no, they are safe for now, that fat Jew is my lawyer, aren't you honey?"  Hedwig smiled at Yitzak.  "Why don't you go talk Jew to him and make him pay attention to the show.  Maybe put a muzzle on the puppy too."

Clyde: Clyde watched hedwig and waved. He super thought she was cute. He turned to Gabe wh osaid to be quiet. He wondered if he could hold his hand. He laced their fingers together and rested his cheek on his shoulder. Foster sighed and hoped Hedwig would move on with the series. He saw his son sitting back stage side to the stage coloring like he did  every night JHe was glad they got custody of him. Clyde perked up. "you got a puppy" He asked gabe when hedwig said his puppy

Clyde: move on with the show not series hah

Clyde: *his son is sitting to the side of the stage, laing on his stomach coloring and humming to hedwig music haah

Clyde: SORRY MOM IS BEING TALKY

Gabe: Gabe squeezed Clyde's hand and laughed just a little bit.  "Honey," he whispered into Clyde's ear, "You're the puppy.  Now shh, we'll talk more after the show."  Hedwig findally decided that people were paying enough attention and got the band started up again, and there was a loud cheer in the audience.

Clyde: Clyde whispered to Gabe "Where is the berlin wall? " He asked. He hummed. "And where is germany?" He kissed his cheek. He loved looking at Gabe. He coudlnt tell if Gabe was annoyed or happy to see him. He loved the show. He had never sene a show like this, he loved the music and sang alonga  little. Theo came out on stage to do the final song with Hedwig, because he loved to be pat of it. He u sually just danced around the side of the stage in a cute dress.

Gabe: Gabe just squeezed Clyde's hand when he tried to talk after that, and whispered a promise that they would talk after the show.  It really was a very powerful piece, and Hedwig was truly a fabulous performer.  Clyde did make an 'aww' sound when the little boy stumbled out on stage at the finale and After the song Hedwig went and scooped him up, dancing around wit him as the glitter fell from the ceiling.  The lights came up in the theatre and Gabe really felt like he could greet Clyde then.  He hugged him tightly and kissed him again.  "I still can't believe you're here!  Did you make it here okay? You seem okay, you surprised me so much."

Clyde: "It was scary. The plane was scary ." He pouted and kissed his lips "I got ok at work to be here for two days. They knew I missed you so so much." He gave him an eskimo kiss. "The whole plce is big and overwhelming and people are much more touchy here. Please dont leave my side." He pouted. He was glad that Gabe wasnt upset that he was here. "Did you miss me? I skipped breakgast cause I didnt know what you were going to have." Foster came over and smiled. "We are going out to eat, if you two want to join us?"

Gabe: Gabe chuckled a little, knowing he'd been gone only half of a day at this point, but it was sweet that Clyde had missed him so much.  "Oh Clyde, honey, I wish you'd told me you were coming. I would have made arrangements to get you at the airport."  He laughed softly and stroked Clyde's arm.  He looked up when Foster came over and nodded.  "Yes of course, that sounds wonderful, right Clyde?"

Clyde: "I am sorry. I shold have. I just didnt think it through." He laughed. He turned to Foster and hugged onto gabe. "YES! We want to eat dinner with you."He said. He saw hedwig and squealed. "I love your retro stories! So awesome!" he shouted. He heard a loud noise and jumped. It was just a truckIt was so loud here and big. He held onto gabe tight

Gabe: Hedwig put on a dress and touched up her makeup before coming out to see Foster and her laywer and his boy toy.  He must be good at his job though, to be able to have such a hot young thing.  Only rich men got boys like that.  "Thank you, sweetie," Hedwig simpered and touched Clyde's cheek.  "Let's go I'm starving," she said and walked off to get the cab.  Gabe couldn't help but chuckle when Clyde jumped.  "It's just a car backfiring, Clyde, I promise it's okay.  This is a loud city."

Clyde: Clyde went over to Hedwig and talked her ear off about canada and if shes ever been. He could see foster and her looking at him. He knew they wondered how he was with gabe. Most people were curioys about why they were togehter, but they rationalied it as money. He took gabes hand and kissed his knuckles. He hoped Gabe didnt thik that, even if he spent like so much money. He sat down and looked at the menu "What are you gettig, Gabe?" He asked. Foster sat down. His son was asleep and had his head on hedwigs shoulder and arms around her neck sleeping.

Gabe: Gabe was glad to be holding Clyde's hand again, even if it was still overwhelming tha Clyde was here at all.  But it was nice, regardless.   He kissed Clyde's cheek and sat down at the table, looking over the menu.  "I think I'll get the sirloin steak," he said, pointing at the item on the menu.  Hedwig seemed much calmer now that she had a sleeping baby in her arms, and she held the boy expertly with one hand and took little sips of her drink with the other, leaning over to chat softly with Foster about what she wanted to order.

Clyde: Clyde ordered the same as gabe even if he wanted the pasta. He thought it was time to let Gabe pick the meal. He told the waiter to make it exactly like Gabes and the sides the same too. He didnt evne hear gAbe's sides. Foster looked them over and lifted a brow.He ordered country fried steak and potatoes. He loved that hedwig loved his son so much, their son. The little boy loved hedwig more than his own mother. and (probably father) "so uh, Cylde is it, what do you do?" Clyde blushed, he didnt have a fancy job. "I .. I life guard."

Gabe: Gabe let out a soft sigh when Clyde ordered the same thing, but gave him a smile anyway.  He had hoped that was only a breakfast thing.   Maybe there was some way to get Clyde to budge on that thing.  "And he's going to start going to school for Graphic design, right?" he said and smiled, nudging Clyde's shoulder lightly.  "He's going to be fabulous at it."

Clyde: "Right maybe I am not very good at it." He pouted. "I rather work with dolphins and train them, but there is no ocean. " He smiled and shrugged. "But gabe think si could be a model. "He spoke up. "Oh yeah, you could. " Foster nodded. "We have theo in modeling.. He likes it. Ic an talk to the agency." He said. He looked at Hedwig. "Right?" He wanted her to confirm it was a good idea.

Gabe: Gabe gave Clyde a small smile.  "I'm sure you are.  And if you want to train for that, we can find a place you can do that too."  Gabe put a hand on Clyde's leg under the table and squeezed his thigh gently, trying to be comforting.  Hedwig looked over Clyde for a moment, like she was assessing each and every one of his flaws and then after awhile shrugged.  "Yes, I think he'd do fine.  He'd book enough work I think."

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ARCHA. 8

“A dark force is brewing just beyond humanities reach. Behind the scenes, Crowley plots something sinister, unbeknownst to the Winchester brothers. Gabriel had been in hiding, he didnt expect to believe that anyone knew he was alive, and yet, here he was, front and centre. Gabriel was now nothing more than trapped and seemingly powerless, and swept up with him was that stupid girl, who had so accidentally been thrown in his world of angelic crazy.”

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CHAPTER 8: SLEEP

There they stood, two specs on the face of planet earth, minuscule against the unbelievable expanse of Mountain range that cloaked the horizon. It truly was a spectacle to behold, as if Mother Nature herself had organised the night sky to be as absolutely perfect as it possibly could be, and only to complement that particular moment, just for Wren and Gabriel. To the fallen archangel, it felt almost like his father was mocking him from the sky above with its immaculate perfection at that moment, a sort of “I told you so.” He didn't think much on this though, Gabriel didn't want to be reminded of home anymore. He desperately wanted to see things differently, just to forget almost everything that had ever happened since the dawn of his creation. Try as he might, something in the back his mind still tugged, something was always telling Gabriel that he was being watched over, it was almost uncomfortable. He didn’t enjoy the sense of constantly being watched, especially not when he knew it was his father watching. Even after his fathers disappeared, he never felt truly free of him. How Gabriel envied the human race sometimes, he wished very much to posses that same ignorance they unknowingly had. Even now, where he stood as basically human, Gabriel was still drowning in the unnerving sense that his father was watching and judging his every action. He quickly let the thought escape to the back of his mind again, it hurt to think on it for too long.

‘Ya’ know, I’ve never seen anything like this before. The sky is so pretty here.’ Said Wren, her tone wishful against the cold, fog rolling off her breath as she spoke. ‘Sure.’ Gabriel replied shortly, he didn't much want to think about the marvel before his eyes.   Wren looked at Gabe where he stood, his locks sullen and greasy after the amount of running and walking the two had done, his burgundy red button up awkwardly askew around his throat. She looked closely at it, close enough that she could make out the stain of blood red blended into it. ‘Did they stab you in the neck?’ she asked. ‘What?’ ‘Those guys back there. How bad did they hurt you before, you know, the light?’ ‘The Demons?’ Gabriel asked, he knew Wren was holding back from calling them as such. ‘They didn’t get me too bad, I woulda’ been fine, light or no light.’ He lied, if it wasn't for that last explosion of power Gabriel let loose, death, permanent this time, would have likely been fairly imminent. ‘Why is there blood all around your throat then? In my idea of things that would almost certainly lead to immediate death, being slashed across the throat is pretty certain.’ ‘Well, you did say “almost” for a reason.’ Wren felt weirdly dreamy and strangely content through this conversation, she didn't know Gabe at all, but being uncaring was not something she was known for. Perhaps she was tired, too tired to act hostile toward him at the moment? Wren took one more look at the street before them, so busy and yet so quiet at the same time. The mountaintops solid, unmoving in the distance, and an extreme hustle at the bar further up the road. She breathed out, exhaling those drowsily feelings of dreaminess too. ‘Well, what are we supposed to do now? No car, no cash.’ She spoke. ‘That’s where you’re wrong, Short stack.’ Gabriel took his hand inside his pocket and pulled out a couple of hundred dollar bills. ‘I’m way ahead of ‘ya in the cash department.’ ‘You had that this whole time and you didn't tip Vi for the lift? God! You didn't even say thank you either!’ ‘Well, I didn't have it this whole time.’ ‘When did you…- you stole it? Seriously? What did Vi ever do to you for you to be such a douche?’   ‘I may be a douche, but at least I’m of high quality.’ He teased. ‘Plus, if I hadn't taken it we wouldn't have anywhere to stay for the night. There’s not a lot here either. Probably enough for one room and some food, if we’re lucky. It’s all we got, so just deal with it for now, you’re Highness.’ ‘When did you even take it? You were in the front seat with her the whole time!’ ‘Just before I got out, when your door got jammed and you had a “special moment” with that girl.’ He waved the cash around, ‘I pinched it straight from her wallet. You might be annoying as all hell, but you sure do make for a good distraction.’ he teased, a cheeky look on his face. ‘You’re a pain in my ass. I hope you know, if all of this was any different, I would be as faraway from you as possible.’ How good it felt to finally get that off her chest, Wren wasn't scared anymore, she no longer thought of Gabriel as a threat, finally she had mustered up enough courage to let loose at him a little. He may have saved her life, but that didn't make him any less of a dick. ‘Touché.’ He replied sarcastically. ‘But hey, Demons will be Demons. You’re not planning on running away from me, are you Short-stack?’ he mocked. ‘What, like I have a choice? Does it look like I know how to hot-wire a car? Why do you keep calling me that too? We’re almost the same height!’ Wren bickered back. ‘Again, emphasis on the “almost”.’ ‘Can we just go inside already? You went to such an effort to get that cash, let’s just use it before the guilt makes me want to change my mind.’ ‘Of course.’ Gabriel swaggered toward the front door of the motel, Wren closely followed. As he opened the front door, she half expected him to hold it open for her, unfortunately Wren was already thinking too highly of him. Gabriel shoved the door opened and continued inside, letting the door slam backwards into Wren, he didn't turn around or even bother to see what had happened, he didn't even care enough to look. Wren, instead, entered on her own accord, pushing the door herself.

The reception area was small, the floors were tiled, showing a marble stone underneath. The walls, instead, were a yellow-ish colour. Some couches, an ATM and a desk also sat with no one in attendance. A small gold bell lay on the desk, Wren assumed it was a “ring for attention” sort of thing, she rang the bell. A door behind the desk creaked open, and out came a man who carried a beer in his right hand. He looked gruff in appearance, unshaven stubble sheathed his jaw, as well as two uncut sideburns, he was roundish and large in stature. He stood over the desk, not bothering to sit down. ‘Room for two?’ Asked Gabriel sheepishly. The man gave them a once-over, examining Gabriel particularly. After a moment, he spoke; ‘Sure, here.’ His tone was throaty. He opened a drawer from under the desk and pulled out a single key, a snowflake keychain dangled from it. ‘Room 4, it’s just outside, to your left, on the bottom floor.’. Gabriel didn't hesitate, he snatched the key and went over to the room, leaving Wren to deal with the payment situation. He may not have liked her very much, but he trusted her enough not to run off with the cash. It didn't seem like there was any bus system in place in Strate anyways, especially not at this hour.

After paying, Wren made her way over to the room, utterly relived to finally have a real roof over her head. As she reached the door, Wren found herself tripping on a slight ledge right in front of it. Down she came, tumbling forward right toward the cold wood of the entrance, she quickly pushed her hands out, hoping to catch herself on the closed doors solidness. But no, unfortunately for Wren, someone hadn't closed the door properly. So down she came, the force of her body falling pushed the door open further, her face hit the inside of the doorframe, a slight smacking sensation left her face imprinted on the warm carpet floor. Wren squirmed at the thought of looking up, how baldy she didn't want to see Gabe’s stupid smugly face looking down at her, ready to spout a one-liner. She slowly opened her eyes, finding his feet directly in font of her. ‘How was your trip?…’ he asked, Wren cringed at this comment ‘…I’ll see you next fall.’ ‘Ugh.’ Wren groaned. She hoisted herself up and her eyes met his, and there it was, that stupid smug little eyebrow-cock she had come to loathe. She huffed and stepped past, then, Wren took a look at the room around her.  She found that it wasn't very pretty, in fact it was quite the opposite. Musty, smelly walls, an old television set, a gross old couch, a tiny kitchenette and two beds made up the room. The bedsheets we’re a dark blue colour and looked like they hadn't been updated since 1980. She also noticed a small door that presumably led to a tiny bathroom. ‘Is there a shower in there?’ She asked, pointing over to the little room, she assumed Gabe had already taken a look. ‘Yeah, it’s a bit crappy though, I wouldn't go in there barefoot.’ ‘It’ll do.’ Wren dove straight for the bathroom, eager to wash away the gross, crusty old blood from her palm, lucky for her, her clothes had avoided much stain from the ooze, Gabriel, however, was not so lucky. His burgundy button-up still stained a shade darker from the slash that briefly existed on his throat. When Wren escaped into the shower and finally left the room vacant, Gabriel began to undo his shirt. He made his way over to the kitchenette where he found a small sink, he filled it with hot water. Gabriel took off his shirt and placed it in the hot sink water. After some struggle to understand how it worked, Gabriel came to learn that there was a detachable nozzle connected to the tap too, he decided to wash of the dried up blood that had been hidden underneath his collar on his neck with it, this left his topless upper half looking questionable.

Wren stepped out of the shower, slightly unnerved by the alarming amount of mould that hid in it’s corner, this motel was certainly disgusting is some aspects. She put on her unwashed clothes, however left Gabriel's jacket to soak in the bathroom sink. Her clothes were still slightly muddied from earlier in the evening. When she entered the living room, Wren was startled to find Gabe wet and topless, he didn't give her the chance to comment on his questionable appearance however; ‘I’m just washing my shirt, relax.’ Wren nodded and went on about her way, Gabe didn't exactly have a torso that was particularly interesting to look at anyway. Wren choose to sleep fully-clothed that night. She pondered the events that had occurred, How strange it was to hitch a ride with a stranger, sharing a room with one was even odder than that. She checked the bed for bed bugs, and after a thorough search determined it safe for sleeping. She slept on top of the covers though, and only used a sheet as a blanket, still in fear of the mites that might lurk in a dirty motel like this. The events that had occurred that day haunted her as she lay down to sleep. Wren finally let her mind rest, how much she had much to contemplate in here dreams that night.

Not long after Wren had dozed off, Gabriel still sat awake, not sure of what to do or how to feel. After his shirt had soaked for long enough, he stepped outside onto the front porch to hang it out to dry. There, Gabriel found himself memorised by the scenery yet again. After a while of staring at the stars and mountaintops, he found himself feeling something completely new: tiredness. Gabriel went back inside, there he stood for a short moment, staring at the vacant bed, he yawned. Gabriel had seen Wren put herself to sleep earlier that night, and so he decided to repeated her actions. He laid down, closed his eyes and tried to do what humans made look so easy; Gabriel tried to sleep. How stupid he felt, laying down and trying with all his might to “count sheep”, something he had heard people did to lull themselves to rest. But, finally, after tiring himself out by thinking to hard about what sleep was, and how to properly perform it, his mind finally gave in. For a short while everything was okay, and foggy, and forgotten. Being asleep was a bliss that Gabriel had never know, but could know happily add to his list of good things, but this didn't last long.

Gabriel awoke with a start to the yelps of Wren in the bed next to him, she squirmed and panicked in her bed. Gabriel stared at her; ‘What are you doing?’ he asked snakily, he was irked to have been woken by her. ‘Short stack? Hellooo?’. Gabriel stood up and approached the girl as she continued to mutter yelps of pain. Gabriel noticed that her eyes lay shut, he discovered that she, in fact, wasn't awake at all, but was deep in a nightmare. Beneath the sheer white of the bed sheet, he also noticed a reddish glow. Gabe pulled the sheet off her slightly, discovering her scarred hand glowing a dull red yet again. How curious. Looking at the sigil carved into her palm, something stirred deep within him. That was his own sigil, a symbol that once was representative of the Messenger of God, of someone humanity could rely, but not anymore, not for a very long time had it meant anything of the sort. Gabriel grew bored of Wrens squirming, he left her and walked over to the bathroom. As he was about to cross to the toilet, Gabriel found a strange sight staring back at him in the mirror, his reflection, or rather, his own topless vessel. There he paused for a moment, Gabriel examined himself closely, noticing spots and stray freckles he had never taken the time to notice before. There he stood for many minutes, taking in this human form he had inhabited for almost an eternity now, yet he knew nothing about. Gabriel walked back to the living area, but something felt devoid inside him all of a sudden, and the actions that followed just felt like the right thing to do. He took the blanket that covered the motel bed, wrapped himself in it, and then paused. Gabriel laid down on the floor. His eyes felt heavy, his body ached, as did the rest of the world around him it seemed. He felt something almost hollow, empty, inside. The floor felt right for some reason, there was something comfortable about the hardness of it. Gabriel shut his eyes again, this time finding it easier to drift off into the foggy void of sleep. The floor was where he slept for the rest of the night.

— CHAPTER 9

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a list of all the weird/stupid things i have done so far on JTA (in case i forget)

i’m pretty tired right now because i just came back from italy and the bologna airport. i say those are two different things because one of them is something i truly, really love (italy) and the other one is a weird and grueling experience that is the reason for the creation of this list (bologna airport).

i wanted to list down all my memories on trips, like my itineraries etc first, but since i’m not that masipag yet and am prone to laziness and forgetfulness, when writing this came into my head, i was immediately more excited to write it and i decided to just go for it. so here it is, my weird list of Things I Wouldn’t Have Done If I Weren’t On JTA (alternatively, Things I Would Never Have HAD To Do if It Weren’t for JTA).

- sleep at an airport. this takes the cake, really (so far -- i still have morocco to go!). i guess it was also in the choice of airport i decided to sleep at, but let me tell you, Bologna Airport should not be high up on your “Airports to Sleep At” list. Really. I don’t consider myself very snooty or fresa, and I’ve braved through a lot of gross things. But this. I couldn’t take it. I guess it was through this that I realized I’m not that type of person who can just sleep anywhere. I need to be horizontal, man. It doesn’t even have to be a bed, just something I can lie on. We arrived at bologna at around 1:30, found a cab (ooh, that should go on the list too...more details later) and arrived at around 2am. I tried to sleep. I really did. I just couldn’t. I slept for, at most, an hour, between 2am and 6am. I was sitting, trying to position my backpack and my Italian plates (which were pasalubong and I still have no regrets about buying) while trying to get my upper body and lower body in a comfortable enough position. It just wasn’t possible. Maybe I’m just too long ? which sounds funny, but rly. neither my upper nor lower body could fit in one seat of the chairs, and if i curled myself up on the chair it was just ... difficult. so i ended up sleeping like i would on a bus, except it wasn’t a bus and i was bothered that i had to sleep this way at all. this may sound really angry, but to be honest, i’m not at all. really. i can’t really describe what i felt, it wasn’t really frustration, it was just...grueling. which isn’t really a feeling but...it is what it is. so there i couldn’t sleep, and then when the airport opened and we went past immigration, we found more comfortable seats (these ones actually had cushions on them -- oh yes, the ones we were trying to sleep on at first had no cushion, just metal. it was those chairs you find right in front of check-in counters) and i could sleep better, even if i was curled up and was using my backpack as a pillow (which i had put on the seat beside me...i think at this point i just said fuck it to stranger danger, pickpocketing, stealing, and thieves. i just wanted to close my eyes.) so i slept a little bit more, having 30 minute naps. and then we boarded, and i slept the whole flight. and i tried to go to class. but that’s another point, i think. for this one, it’s very simple: chelsea can’t sleep all night at airports. or chairs.

sidenote: bianca slept fine. i’m truly amazed

- walk around bologna at 1:30am figuring out the cab system. it was quite a stressful early morning, even before the whole airport situation. i didnt know how taxis worked in bologna, which shouldnt have been a problem because they should work like anywhere else in the world, except they didn’t. apparently you’re supposed to call one in advance, and its not common to just flag one down on the street. happy ending for this one though, because on my 2nd try we got one! God BLESS that man. idek how true the whole “u can’t flag one on the street” thing is, but if it is, TYG for this not-so-ugly/kinda cute (he wasn’t cute, but he wasn’t what you’d call pogi) taxi driver. and he had CARD

- oh yeah...which leads me to number 3: pay for a 10euro gelato. guys. it wasn’t even that good. bianca and i were going around florence, looking for cheap gelato. we went to 3 different stores, comparing prices. 4 euro for the smallest size was too expensive for us. so we got excited when we saw this place had gelato for 2.5. steaaal!! we got cups, but then it was only after that i realized that he didn’t get the 2.5 cup...he got the 10 euro cup. :---) and the cannoli, which the dude said was only 1 euro, turned out to be 7 euros. :---) maybe he didn’t say 1 euro, maybe he said 7 but we didn’t hear...either way, i ended up not having cash on hand anymore for the rest of the day. and that was around 11am. :---) and that is how i found out the hard way that most Florentine stores only accept cash. i CRY for my 13.5 euros. it would have saved me a lot of grief later on.

what type of grief? the grief i am currently in as i type this. ok, it isn’t grief. but let’s call it that for now. as i mentioned on my finsta-finsta IG, aka the mobile and easier access version of this blog, I didn’t want to sleep in the afternoon because it would mess up my sleeping sched, so i decided i would go to my spanish class at 3pm. too bad i ended up taking a nap and waking up AT 3PM. which was fine, i mean all spanish people are late and its not uncommon to have people come a little later than usual, even to classes. but i still had to buy a T-10. i had prepared for this -- i had both my card and 50 euros so i could buy a card. neither worked on the machine. i’m kinda worried about my card, it didn’t work on the airport machine either (bianca had to double use her T-10, bless her), but whatever. it worked on the bologna taxi...should be fine. anyway, by the time i tried all 3 machines and decided to give up, it was 3:15 and i felt that even if i did go to class, it would be waaaay too late, even for the spanish. so i called it a day. i broke my 50 by buying ben&jerry’s, bought a T-10 with the loose change (so i wouldn’t have to go through this shit again) and went back to the apartment. like i said on my ig, ben&jerry’s is my alcohol. 

but i digress

- get fined. ok, this one’s on me. and bianca. we deserved it. we were so aware of how much we deserved it that we didn’t even get mad anymore. I mean, we really deserved it. so rewind to 2 days before the gelato and the airport, and we’re in rome. we’re on the bus, and we notice that absolutely no one is validating their bus tickets, and the bus is packed. the driver doesn’t even know who goes in or out. so we decide to just not punch in our cards. big mistake. really, BIIIIIIIIIG MISTAKE. out of all the buses, the police decide to climb on to ours (ok fine..it was crowded, we were otw to Vatican which meant a lot of tourists, etc. etc.). and of course we were caught with unvalidated tickets. so we had to pay a fine...54.9euros to be exact. TYG it could be paid by card or I would’ve cried, because the fee of paying it somewhere else other than the time of getting caught was around 100+ euros. well i already felt bad about losing 54.9 euros, but again, I deserved it. so take note, kids ! be good citizens, ALWAYS ! validate those cards!

- run like hell to catch a bus. i had the paris incident in mind, but i realize that that’s happened a lot to biancs and i. but the paris one is GOLD -- we wanted to watch the eiffel tower sparkle, and we calculated it would sparkle at 8pm. Our Flixbus (best company tbh) was schedule to leave at 8:42 pm. accdg to google maps, it would take us 40-42 minutes to get to the station. so we had to be quick. at 8:00 sharp, the lights sparkled, we gasped, took some pictures, then RAN. i can still visualize the scene. a live performer was playing “can’t help falling in love”, it was already dark (of course), and there were so many tourists milling around. there were also a lot of street sellers. through all of that, suddenly one of the 7 of us (i think it was me tbh), shouted “run run run!!!” and OFF WE WENT ya’ll. through that thick crowd, 7 girls just darting around like mice. we kinda separated a bit at the metro, cause some of the girls thought our entrance would be different, but me and some others stuck to the one we were already going down on. the other girls ran all the way to the other side. when we got down to the station, the girls were also getting down, just on the other side. basically, pointless to go around. trust me, if i wasn’t paranoid about missing the bus, i would’ve laughed. it was actually pretty funny, the whole thing. i remember running the length of the station (our bus stop was at the back) and feeling like i would die. i had never run so fast in my life (i think). we made it, just in time.

- which leads me to another moment i thought i would die: going through Amsterdam’s King’s Day crowd. that shit was wild. that’s as precise as I can be. it was WILDT. that was some stupid, crazy shit. we had just met up with parsley, gabe, shar, and christine. or to be more precise, we met up with the first three and the latter was just pissed to see us. (more on that ...soon lol) and ...ok to be honest, i don’t even remember where we were supposed to go. all i remember is, Gabe or Shar started the navigation, and it led us to the edge of this street concert party thing. when I say “street”, I mean the whole street was occupied with tall white people. the street was actually quite narrow, which made everything worse because the King’s Day people had erected a stage there, so there was a concert going on, and what seemed like a live broadcast of that concert. PLUS, on the other side of the stage, the street was lined with bars. and it was King’s Day. you can imagine the complete chaos. everyone was either drunk, high, or both. it was incredibly crowded. the street was packed, there were people from the bars who were coming out to join in, and there were people who were trying to move through the crowd. we were one of those people. i’ve been through incredibly ...sticky and crowded situations in my life. I’ve ridden the MRT at ultra mega rush hour, I’ve attended enough rock concerts. I thought I would be prepared for something like this. I wasn’t. the crowd was iba, I had never experienced anything like it. It was kind of like MRT at that rush hour, except everyone was MOVING, and you didn’t really want to stay there. at least in the MRT, when ur pushed against other people, no one really moves until the next stop. here, everyone seemed like they wanted to go somewhere else, or were moving to the music or whatever. there was just too much movement. at one point, i wasn’t even moving my legs. the crowd was swaying me along, and yes, I mean swaying. we were going from left to right, kind of suffocating-pushing our way through. oddly, i felt like the band was just repeating songs, and their reactions were being controlled or something. whatever -- all i know is, it was crazy fucking scary. i try not to curse anymore (haha, i know) but i can’t describe King’s Day without expletives. it was just too...WILD. I’m still thankful I even made it out alive. I really thought I would die at some point. 

- ah, amsterdam, what else is there to do? oh yeah, get high. this seems pretty basic considering everything else on this list, but really. I don’t think I would’ve ever tried weed if I hadn’t gone on JTA. I didn’t really wanna do it, plus it was still illegal in the PH and I didn’t wanna get caught up in that. but hey, it was Amsterdam, it was totally legal. I actually wanna amend my earlier point and be more specific: get high on a boat. that was actually kind of fun. we were doing this canal tour thing, and we had eaten the edibles an hour before getting on. to the merit of biancs and i, i think we were still very good clients. it was the nighttime tour on the canal, so everyone else was either drunk, high, or romantically involved. trust me, biancs and i were the most behaved ones there. we would pretend to listen, nod and laugh when we felt it appropriate, and converse with the hosts. it was a good experience. even better? the food and wine on the boat. there’s no better way to say this, but we demolished that buffet. 3 plates filled high with sausages, crackers, and cheese and we only left some for the others (the others didn’t seem to mind though, because like i said, they were knee-deep in the other 3 reasons above). there were free-flowing drinks too, and biancs and i shared with 3 other girls, and i think we had 5 bottles all in all. so like...one bottle each. it was a good time. i felt myself getting slower once i was hit, but wow. i thoroughly enjoyed that. the host even gave me a lei at the end of the tour! maybe he appreciated our participation. or maybe he just knew we were high.

i was high when we were going through the King’s Day crowd too, but that was less...enjoyable. i think that once we were in the crowd, i kinda snapped out of it and focused on not dying. yeah, that was kind of a waste. but hey, generally i had a good time.

- get drunk on 1 euro carton wine. this was actually super fun. its one of those things that become tradition immediately after you start it. it started when bianca bought carton red wine. i think we got pretty drunk off of it, and i vaguely remember going back to the supermarket (yes, the supermarket was still open, which meant...it was pretty early) to buy another one, which we also finished. then all hell broke loose. we started getting noisy, we called pars and gabe, we went to the kitchen and stole strawberries from one of our then-flatmates, Maria (who was honestly really nice), and I accidentally turned on the lights in Marion’s room while she was there. she actually came out and told me that i had turned it on, and all i kept saying was “sorry, sorry”. this was all before the flatmate drama, i think. (lol that’s another story too, i guess). oh and this all happened while we were on the phone with sina gabe. bianca went inside the “coat room” of the apartment and stole someone’s hat (at the time we thought it was manon’s, but it could actually be javier’s??? still don’t know until now, tbh). then we went back into our room and...decided that we wanted to sleep in the empty room beside us. so we tried first to enter it through the adjacent balcony, didn’t work. so we got the keys box and started trying out different keys until we found the one that fit and we just....slept there. didn’t do anything nasty, didn’t trash the place. just...fell asleep. i don’t know if i should be thankful or confused that drunk chelsea and bianca’s idea of a wild night is sleeping in an empty bedroom right beside ours. not even a hotel or another flat, but literally the one that pretty much looks like ours. yeaaah, i don’t know either. that was pretty fun though, biancs and i got to bond and i guess it solidified our reverence for the carton wine. it tastes like shit, but it does its job.

- have trashy tinto-vodka nights with raya. this is steadily becoming Chelsea’s JTA Greatest Hits list, but whatever. i’m enjoying this trip down memory lane. to be fair, i only had 2 trashy wine nights with Raya, when she was still in her old condo and my parents hadn’t come/bianca and I didn’t have a trip on the weekend, but it was one of the best nights. it was honestly really fun, just getting to know and bonding with Raya. I hadn’t known her so well pre-JTA, and when we were thinking of getting a room together (me, bianca, and Raya), I wasn’t so sure how that would play out. but after bonding with her, I realized that Raya and I vibed pretty well. we were into the same stupid shit and laughed at the same nonsense things. so sleeping over at her place and getting drunk was honestly really fun. it wasn’t even wild or anything, it was just...~ hearty fun ~. we’d try to invite bianca sometimes, but she’d always say no LOL mainly cause raya’s place is quite far from us and she didn’t want to sleep over (but biancs is totally fine sleeping at an airport?? i don’t understand, but hey, you do you.) and raya and i would also cook sinigang! ok fine, we cooked it on one day only, but after having it for lunch then getting tipsy, we decided we wanted more so we made another batch at around midnight. we both agreed it tasted a lot better. gooooooood times.

- having to walk Amsterdam alone at night. sorry i jumped back into amsterdam, i just totally forgot about this. this was actually a big deal for me, even though in summary it wasn’t so special. i had had to wake up at around 3am that day so i could walk and catch the bus that would bring me to the Flixbus station. i was worried because amsterdam had had shit weather the day before and i was contemplating taking an uber, but in the end i decided to walk. it was only a 20-minute walk, which in daytime wouldn’t have bothered me. but since it was nighttime and the airbnb wasn’t in city center, i was kind of afraid. i’m matatakutin pa naman. i imagine shadows becoming figures and am generally uneasy in the dark. but at the time i thought, u gotta do what u gotta do, right? so i trudged on. and honestly, it wasn’t bad at all. i saw no one on my walk, and i realize in hindsight that if i had walked in the morning, i would have enjoyed it a lot. i got to see the river and some pretty cute, homey houses. there were parts where it was eerily dark and quiet, but overall i didn’t feel pressured too much. i don’t know why this is a big deal for me, and i feel like it’s silently a landmark experience for me. i guess because it was something i had no choice but to do alone (bianca had left earlier, gabe and pars were asleep and staying another day in amsterdam), and i had to face my fears. alone. epitome of JTA, I guess. well, it ended fine though, and overall I think I grew from the experience. I guess I realized there that I have some of my own inner strength that I can rely on, and that what scares me sometimes is...nothing, really. that I make things up in my head and I’m too praning, but really, there’s nothing to be afraid of.

- get in trouble with an airbnb. technically this wasn’t me, because it was under parsley’s name, but we all felt this. amsterdam really was something else...

anyway, parsley booked the place, but she only put it down for 2 guests, when we were...six. everything was going well until the owner apparently saw parsley and the lille girls going out all together, and the owner messaged pars about it saying that she (pars) has to pay a fine of 25E/night. the owner only saw 4 people though, so i guess that was a silver lining? so that added to the general stress of amsterdam, post-Heineken Experience. christine made pars tell this lie about the other 2 people only staying a night, but the owner then said that she saw four bags in the airbnb. which was weird, considering our airbnb was separated from the main house and was locked, so that meant that the owner went inside to check herself. invasion of privacy right there...the owner even made up this story about a socket burning out in our airbnb, which is why she had to go and check. though when we went back, everything was ok...well, we were also in the wrong anyway. we told the owner that the other bags did belong to 2 people, but that they would soon leave because they had early flights, which technically wasn’t a lie. so it ended up that we had to strategically get in and out of the airbnb. it would all be fine by sunday, because bianca was leaving sat night and pars, gabe, and i were leaving early sunday morning. we just had to time our ins and outs so that if ever there was someone checking on us from the main house window, s/he’d only count two people. it was pretty intense, the tension in that place. not just cause of the owner, but also cause of some people in the airbnb. but that story, maybe for another time.

- getting drunk on port wine. oh, PORTO. I love that place, really. it still has my heart, 6 countries and 9 cities later. it was a great first trip (that i should probably recount soon, before memory fails me and i forget the tiny things about it that i loved). one of the reasons why it was so good was because of port wine. and all i can say is...beshie. sarap shet. really, nothing quite like it. i still remember that one of them tasted like maple syrup, no joke. the others tasted....i don’t know how to describe it anymore, but one was incredibly fruity and one was oaky without tasting outright like a barrel. it was amazing. it was delicious, the best wine i’ve ever had. it was also 20% alcohol content. and we had 3 glasses. we got pretty hit after that, and what made it kinda go away was our mad rush towards a building tour that wasn’t that good anyway. but nonetheless, it was extremely good wine. I still can’t forget it, and at the nearest opportunity I jump at the chance to go back. Porto definitely isn’t one of those cities that a lot of people think of instantly when you say “Europe trip”, but I say it should be. One of the cheapest, beautiful, and most relaxing trips ever. I never would have considered it myself, were it not for its close proximity to Spain.

- see how the french dance. this is more of an afterthought, and honestly not as hard hitting as the other things on the list, but wow. the french dance weird. i will forever laugh at that video of gabe and pars copying them because it’s so spot on. it’s really some sort of robotic, zombie move thing that’s equally fascinating and equally scary. I definitely would not have known about it if I hadn’t been on JTA, going to clubs with my friends.

- tried to make coffee without water. yep, this goes on the list of stupid for sure. so javier has this coffee maker that i’ve never even seen before, and when he explained how to use it, he didn’t mention anything about putting water in the bottom. so when i tried to do it on my own, i did exactly as he told me. of course, without water, the thing just started burning. i think i was too late to realize it, because i had already begun to smell the burning. when i took it off the stove and laid it on the towel, the towel just straight up burned. as in the coffee maker scorched a hole through the damn towel. i felt pretty stupid in that moment, and honestly really scared for my life that Javier would be angry and would rethink this whole “letting us stay for an extra 3 months” thing (yeah, I realize now that I’m actually a pretty paranoid person). thankfully, he just laughed it off and cleaned it for me, and was even nice enough to make a new batch of coffee for me. God bless the man. the next batch of coffee still tasted burnt though, so i had to thoroughly clean the coffeemaker afterward. phew, that was a close one though. I thought I had really fucked things up at that point.

- lost money without explanation? this is a question mark because i don’t really know how this happened. it started when i was short by 200 euros after my parents left, even though i didn’t use any of my own money when my parents were here and they had given me more cash. i let that go and just offset it. then the next time i counted, i was missing 50 euros naman? like HUH ? I can get pretty magastos, but when I’m cheap I’m cheap af. I knew I hadn’t spent that money anywhere, yet here it was being missing. I don’t know either, maybe there was something off from my counting from the beginning? either way, I’m still sad I can’t find it anymore :///

- thought i lost 20 euros to the laundry machine demon. i straight up didn’t go to that laundry shop for like 3-4 months because i thought the machine had swallowed my 20 euros when all it needed was 3 euros. later on, i found out that there was actually a lot of balance left on that card, because the 20 euros wasn’t swallowed up, it was charged to the card! TYG!!!! i was really happy the day i found out. also kinda sad cause i spent a looot of months hand washing or just not washing because i didn’t want to go to the shop.

- sleeping in hostels. ok, i know i said i wasn’t fresa, but i never really would’ve considered hostels and been so positive about them if it weren’t for JTA. I’m honestly really loving the hostel vibe. the people are friendly, its communal, its pretty clean, and you get cheap accommodation. i guess this isn’t really a weird or stupid thing to do on JTA, but I just find it...cool how much my perspective has changed on traveling. (maybe that should be my next post?) and again, i don’t think i would have done this if not for JTA. so thanks, JTA, for letting me experience that :)

I think that’s it...for now. We still have morocco next week, and amidst the polarizing opinions about it (”it’s one of my greatest trips, u should go!” vs “be more careful, there are more sketchy people there”), I’m kinda excited. I hope I get to relax a little more, because I think that’ll be our last out of Spain trip. I can’t believe we thought of going to Germany pa after Morocco. I would’ve died of tiredness. anyway, that’s all I can remember for now. soon, I’ll try to add pictures and finally start recapping our trips. I think it will do me a lot of good in the future if I at least record my JTA experiences.

ciao!

[philipshay]

safe from the world though the world will try

requested by anonymous

a continuation of this au

*sorry if characterization is weird, ive been having an off week writing wise but wanted to get something done. so if it sucks we can just pretend the fic didnt happen!!!

Isak and Even decide to stay for the summer. It’s good for Even to get out of the place he was sick, and it’s just as good for Isak to get some space from his family while his mother is in treatment.

They like Tivoli. They like the warm weather and the turkeys that follow them around when they visit Lukas’ farm, and the tiny little diner in the middle of town.

Really, though, they like Helen and Gabe and Philip and Lukas. They like Helen’s fierce protectiveness, and Gabe’s willingness to be the shoulder to cry on.

They spend lots of time with them, and by association, Lukas. And since it’s summer, the boys have all day to spend together.

A few weeks after Isak and Even settle in, the four of them are sprawled out on the deck, letting the sun warm their skin. It only takes a few minutes for Even and Lukas to get reckless, the two quickly diving into the water and chase the ducks and dunk each other under the water.

It leaves Isak and Philip to relax in the quiet, both more comfortable in it than their boyfriends.

“What was she like? Your mom?” Isak asks after a few minutes, turning his head to look at Philip. Philip presses his lips together, pulling the memories of his mother from where he’s hidden them in his head, in a place they can’t hurt him.

It isn’t often that he talks about her. Her death is still a raw wound inside of his chest, not something he likes to think about.

Lukas, Helen, and Gabe know better than to ask about her. Not because he doesn’t want them to, but because they know that Philip has dealt with enough, and he doesn’t particularly want to rehash his demons.

But sitting here with Isak, sun warming his bones, his boyfriend splashing like a child in the water, his mother’s death doesn’t hurt so much. He feels at peace.

“She was a horrible mom. But she was a good person. At least, she tried to be. In the end.” Philip says.

“Mine wasn’t so good at being a mom either.”

“Have you talked to her since you left?” Philip asks.

Isak pauses.

“One time. She sounded so-different. Asked about Even. And about what it was like here.”

“What’d you say?”

“That you all have weird accents.” Isak says, lips curling up in a smile. Philip laughs, and sits up, Isak following. The two look at the boys in the water for a moment, both of them floating on their backs, eyes closed.

“We have the weird accents?” Philip asks, arching a brow. Isak smiles, and scoots to the edge of the dock, kicking off his sneakers and dipping his toes in the water.

Even swims over to the edge, leaning his forearms into the wood and resting his head on his hands, eyes on Isak. After a moment, Lukas joins him, pulling himself up onto the dock. Instead of dropping down beside Isak and Philip, though, he scoots toward Philip and flops onto his lap. Philip scoffs, shoving Lukas’ wet head away from him. Lukas laughs, and positions himself beside him, pressing his wet self against Philip’s side.

“Now I have to shower.” Philip says, giving Lukas a look.

“We promise not to use all of the hot water. Showering together will save some, right?” Even asks, wiggling his brows at Isak. Isak snorts, and reaches out, pushing his boyfriend on the head and shoving him back into the water.

Even surfaces a moment later, mouth full of water, tilting his chin up and spitting it onto Isak’s lap.

“Nice.” Isak says, crinkling his nose.

“Swim with me. You’re already wet.” Even says. Isak considers for a moment, before his lips curl up in a smile and he gives Even another shove, pushing off the dock and diving in himself. The two swim further into the water, dunking each other, laughing and splashing everywhere.

Philip looks down at Lukas and finds his eyes already on him.

“Not a bad summer, huh?” Lukas asks.

Philip smiles, and leans back, sliding his hand along the wood until he finds Lukas’, threading their fingers together.

“Not bad.”

[strikingouttogod]

System rebooting. Initializing hunter, Paladin back online.Gabe came back online first thing seeing he was held down by two other hunters in a makeshift court room. Normally Mavericks are executed on site but this was a special occasion. Mach Pachyderm presiding over the ex-hunter Paladin.

“Due to your service I figured Id owe you atleast a chance to explain yourself and provide information on whats about to happen next from the Hikari. Give us something and your execution shall be swift. ”

But Gabriel wasnt even listening, more going over what happened. There was a fight, his memory circuits starting to cycle through, the team was ambushed hard by someone in the Hikari. Close to how Salem was  but far more dangerous and went by the name of Midus, more so probably to be funny than anything. The attack happened swiftly as Mach went over the details of the situation.

“Going over the report your group from the wreckers were investigating some Hikari disturbances as they were ambushed over in the warehous district, thanks to your help most of the squad was wiped out along with more attacks against civilian targets to help your cohorts escape away with whatever information they were looking for.” As if to seal the deal, muffled explosions reverberated through hunter hq as the fighting over the city intensified.

But That wasnt the case Gabe thought but didnt speak they wouldnt believe him. the evidence was overwhelming, plus along with the virus…no the attack did happen, Gabe and the others were separated but he was ordered to help the civies out. Then he ran into that Hell reploid…Looking around the room seeing the different hunters for this wondrous occasion he. Emerald wasnt there maybe a mission or didnt want to show but Excalibur was there. He opened up a private com to him using some codes that were given. “Flamingo please I need you to listen to me!” Gabe pleaded “I should make sure the codes are changed after they are done with you so no other traitors use them” Flamingo stated as Gabe continued “You know me I wouldnt betray my team like this, Its a set up and I need help they are in trouble!” “Ha I used to know you, to think I would consider you a friend… and here you are just like sam…” “Flame please you were there during the sigma betrayal youve been there countless times you know I would never do this and if I dont get out of here my friends and others will die please I need your help.” Gabe practically begging at this point staring down Flamingo seeing him shift to his other leg “Say I want to believe you, say that what your saying is true.” “Excalibur I swear to you on my core if whatever I say is a lie ill lay down and let you kill me, but please my friend please…” Flamingo took a moment shifting from foot to foot as he stared Gabriel in the eyes trying to find the lie. “Im going to regret this… you have five mins before I change my mind..” “I only need two.” The link went dead and Mach was finishing up his speech. Gabriel went thru his  systems. VAS systems. Armor statues Buster -24% Berserker 34% Burst 12% Strike 10% Sword 35% Shield 20% BeastG 48% correction 52%, correction 55%

All other armors destroyed. Vwes system at 50%, Weapon 40%, Limbo ready. “Silence gets you no where Paladin” Mach spoke up glaring at Gabe. “Seems  to me then your loyalty then has changed. Maverick.” The acid from his tone could of melted Voltairs armor. To everyone in the room Gabe looked to be defiant but Flame was watching intently, reading Gabes lips as he mumbled. “System override Dr. X code 0117836 safety disengage of Core,VAS, Weapons and Vwes system. Confirmation code Kingslayer….Sorry Dad, forgive me but I need to save my friends,” Gabes systems shifted into Last Man Standing mode, experimental limiter removal  for his systems. He had five minutes before his core gave out. “Ex-hunter Paladin  do you have any words before we execute you?” Mach Pachyderm said as Gabe looked up defiant but smiling. “Yeah I do, style change, Buster form.” In a flash Paladins armor shifted into buster armor as two buster shots blasted back the two hunters beside him, as he turned toward the wall and bore a hole through it escaping from the makeshift court room bolting through the hallways of Hunter Hq. The alarm rang off as Gabriel heard Pachyderm screaming or his blood. “If im going to get blamed for it..” setting his busters to low any new hunter that rounded the corner got a quick burst to knock them back. Making his was down low thankful Veronica wasnt at the desk, tho Flamemingo was waiting for him as Paladin rushed him “You cant beat me in that armor “Friend” give it up.” “Your right buddy but Mach isnt the only one with CQC busters” Excal smirked as the two met, Rising phoenix against fulled charged Plasma shot. The smoke cleared as Flame saw the buster armor fall to pieces, then boots sprinting away from him. Catching a glimpse of burst armor rounding the HQ entrance, “I hope my faith isnt misplaced Gabriel.” As Flamemingo reported the prisoner escaping towards the back. Paladin ran, boosters at max rushing back towards the warehouse district passing by destroyed buildings, hearing the shots of blaster rifles and buster ring through out the city.  Again the warzone it became as hikari’s plans began to come to fruition. He felt it before he heard it just as the round exploded near him shattering the remains of his burst armor, Thanks to his vwes and some luck Gabe rounding the corner back in base form breathing heavy of that near death shot as he spotted a hunter tank rounding the corner. “I really dont have time for this” was all he managed as the tank tracked back onto him and fired. As the round exploded demolishing the corner to bits, the tank crew was about to report a successful kill till the smoke cleared revealing a barrier and a for the most part unhurt Paladin in Shield form. As the barrier lowered they lost sight of him. “Payback!” Gabe shouted as he activated his vwes jumping high into the air and punching the tank with his shield completely destroying the gun and smashing the front armor completely. Tho his slight repereive was short lived as 3 more rounded the corner along with more Hunter support. Hopping off the side taking cover and switching to Bereserker armor Paladin gave a savage kick to the crippled tank sending it sliding towards his ex comrades. They chased him hard through out the war torn city crossing different combat zones, if it wasnt for strike vanish and the teleportation Gabe was sure he’d be dead by now. Making it back to the last location of what he remembered the warehouse they were sent too came into view, then the road exploded. Phasing out barely to safety, Gabe cursed himself for being reckless as the strike armor shattered off of him.  He heard the click of the coms as Mach screamed into his ear. “Maverick give yourself up or I swear on my…that you will…and I will…” But then his voice was replaced through the static as Gabe continued on his way in. “Good to see your still alive Paladin would of hated to see you taken out by such low class hunters.” “Im going to help my friends out Midas then Im coming for you.” “Tick Tock my friend or yours wont be around much longer” The line went dead as Gabriel marched on through hearing the fighting intensify as he got closer. “ Im coming to help guys,” As Paladin shifted into sword form lifting Limbo up feeling it ready to cleave through whoever was in the way. Cleaving is way into the warehouse surprising some hikari that decided to move to late, he heard the team fighting below as more goons came pouring in swarming where they were hold out. “Ah you finally came Paladin, just in time too” Gabe spun around just in time bringing the blade up in time as Midus attack his beam saber meeting limbo sparking plasma off. “Not even a hello Paladin? how rude” As Gabe growled and swung viciously. They traded blows. Sword to sword they fought as each cut shredded the sword form but limbo scored gashes into Midius armor.Breathing heavy as they pushed each other back, “Well now lets see if your worth it.” Midus stepped back as his appearance changed  seeing One of the Hell beast armors covering him instead of the normal, before he could react Felt his core almost crack as he was sent flying crashing through walls before landing in a heap. “A shame really, you had so much potential, gaining all this power to do what protect the weak like the Knight you think you are?” Midus laughed as Gabe attempted to stand. “To think all this planing, all this setting up to see you come up short…” With a roar Gabe shifted the beast armor of Gregor Roaring with him as he attacked Midus full force feeling the rage build within him while he tried to tear Midus apart. Each hit caused the already damaged building to crumble more. They traded claw for claw, shot for shot each viciously striking, Midas toying with Gabe while he did his damnedest to rip out Midas’s core “Is this all you have? its sad.really.” Midas commented as he swatted to the side as he caught himself. Gabe just smirked seeing the timer count down before his core would give out.

“You know what Ill give that to you. You set me up pretty dammed well, fuck if I ever will be accepted back, and the virus…hell either im lucky or just to stupid to infect anyone else but your going to get your dam wish.“ As Gabe dropped the beast armor causing Midas to pause “Oh giving up so soon?” “No Midas i have one more trick, and im glad for once none of my friends are around for after the ordeal we went through to kill this thing…Im sure they would hate me to have this, but Ill give you the show of the life time and its going to be your last.” “Lets see what you got Paladin!” Midas Rushed forward just as the timer for Gabes core ticked to the one minute mark. (Thanks Dad, I know why you made this to give us a chance to deal with the bullshit assholes like this throw at us, but I hope you can forgive me for snooping around and know that im using this armor for the right reasons. And to my friends…) As he switched to Comms hearing everyone call out wondering if he was alright and able to assist. “You guys are my family and thank you” He clicked off the comms before rushing Midas himself. “STYLE CHANGE! GRAVE ARMOR, VANISHING WORLD!” For the briefest moment Midas felt raw power spike up to unbearable levels only to be condensed into one point, Feeling Paladins energy spike as his fist connected detonating our in a single direction, All Gabriel caught before the world went white was a smile from Midas as he felt his own energy reserves blow out sending him tumbling down…down…down…

[archafic]

ARCHA 5.

“A dark force is brewing just beyond humanities reach. Behind the scenes, Crowley plots something sinister, unbeknownst to the Winchester brothers. Gabriel had been in hiding, he didnt expect to believe that anyone knew he was alive, and yet, here he was, front and centre. Gabriel was now nothing more than trapped and seemingly powerless, and swept up with him was that stupid girl, who had so accidentally been thrown in his world of angelic crazy.”

Word Count: 1500+ per chapter

MASTERLIST / ABOUT

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CHAPTER 5: HUMAN

The night was still. Not much stirred within the dark reaches of the forest behind the whimpering girl, it was unsettling, as if all living things had fled the scene when the heavenly, blinding light erupted through the blackness. Gabriel had not muttered a single word, for he was yet to find the right one’s. “Who are you?”, a simple, stupid question in retrospect, however the suddenly human could not find the right words to answer. Gabriel looked down at his feet and thought for a moment, slowly, a unabashed smile swallowed his face, he chuckled under his breath for a moment. What a sticky situation he had found himself in. A squeamish human girl stood directly in front of him, looking for answers he simply didn’t have. Gabriel may be many things, but wise was not one of them. He didn’t often associate himself with human kind, Gabriel thought of them as nothing more than play things, easily manipulated and so much fun to toy with. He was detached from human kind, too say the least. People, humans, they didn’t have any real grasp on the reality of the world around them, the evil, supernatural world that lurked just beyond the every-mans reach. Some may have believed in Angels, but none could understand the true wrath and might of one. And in the forward thinking twenty-first century, the concept of obsession, belief of the holy kind was slowly dying. “The Archangel Gabriel, the Messenger of God” a title that once meant so much to him had now become nothing more than words of the past. He was only “The Man Gabriel” now, a title that was strangely familiar to him, yet difficulty to find the origin.

Gabriel could taste the dry sensation of air on his tongue as he breathed in. The feeling wasn’t as overbearing as it had been before, for one, he couldn’t taste every single molecule of the substance, instead a dry sensation that lingering for a moment. He looked at the petrified girl that stood in front of him, not for a very long time had he been associated with a human in this manner. He had zero control of her stupid human-y face and he certainly didn’t like that. Gabriel was yet to understand how to deal with such a situation. Hunters were a different breed, this girl; the most human-ish of human, couldn’t dream to understand the world Gabriel came from. Humans were trouble, stupid as they may be, this one in particular, had endured quite the trauma that clearly had some side effects; The bright glowing slice in her hand was distracting to say the least, Gabriel noticed that the scar carved deep into her skin bared his own sigil, the Sigil of Gabriel, a symbol he had not seen for almost a millennia now. It was obvious that this was the way that he, the Archangel, had been summoned, by using old ancient Sigil magic, in which the demon Agiel must have possessed some expertise, Gabriel deduced.

What was he to say to the shaken girl, how was he to escape the responsibility he now held over the puny thing? Who was he? he asked himself over and over. He was Gabriel, not the almighty Archangel, just the man, the weak, human. The Man Gabriel.

‘Name’s Gabe.’ He finally replied in a brash manner. Gabe had realised that the best way to deal with the situation at hand was simply to roll with it. This was a turning point, he had nowhere else to go other than with this squeamish girl, like it or not. ‘Whats wrong with my hand?’ asked the girl, whimpering and holding back tears behind her eyes, she sniffled and continued to clutch her strangely pulsating hand. ‘I don’t know’ he spat, a true carelessness about his voice. Of course Gabe knew, but he wasn’t going to tell her the very truth, some of it perhaps. Though, most of it was properly none of her business. ‘What?’ She blubbered back, her breathing erratic and huffy, unable to say much beyond her tears, she whimpered behind some shaky words; ‘Are you going to kill me?’ she continued. ‘Pfft- No.’ Sarcasm radiating through his words, ‘I saved you, obviously.’ A macho reply slipped through his lips. Gabe had made a small mistake with his reply however, as he quickly realised explaining his great escape to small-minded girl would only lead to more trouble, opening her eyes to the Supernatural world could be catastrophic right now, considering her already almost catatonic state of mind at that moment, he decided to try and clam her down before dropping any bombshells. ‘You s-saved me? How?’ ‘I don’t-’ He thought on his feet, covering his tracks. ‘… I was trapped too’ He lied. ‘I saw you there, all, uh, bloody and stuff… and those, two guys back there, they have a bit if a problem with, well… with me.’  Though weak, human, and a little bit bloody, the ex-Archangel never ceased to do what he did best, trick. His lies were woven in such a casual manner, little did he care for the latter effects of each tall tale, if the lie worked at that earlier moment, it was sure to work later, was it not? ‘There was this crazy, uhm, flash of light,’ he gestured, ‘I managed to escape! On my way out, I grabbed you, you were all limp and bloody, then BAM, there was this big flash! Don’t know where it came from, kind of just, took me away.  But, hey, here we are.’ A silence filled the scene for a small time, her eyes clearing up a little as she slowly composed herself. Wren finally piped up again. ‘Why do you have that?’ she asked, referring to the silver blade he held in his hand. ‘Oh, uhm, this?’ He gestured to the Archangel blade, ‘It’s what I used to fight off those assholes back there, it must have gotten swept up in the blast’ He lied again. The two strangers shared another idle moment, they stood in the wildwood clearing, not knowing much of what to say or what to do. ‘How did that big light happen?’ she asked, her fingers shaking as she clutched her chest, cowering in the cold. ‘Hell if I know, it just sort of, did.’ he replied.

Wren felt she had so many questions, she was scared, lost and alone with some strange man who she just knew would ruin her life all over, this was certainly something she was highly unprepared for. Finally she had been happy with her life for the first time in a long time, then there was him, this stranger had come along to steal it all away. Amongst all this chaos, there he was. Gabe, The man who had given her the keys too freedom, only to thieve them back in the most horrible, spectacular of ways.

In the silence, Gabriel pondered. He realised that letting the girl go off alone would only trap him in the same situation he had only just escaped. Crowley would do anything he could to get to him, the demons would already be doing their best to be on his tail, which meant that Gabriel needed to assure the girls safety, only for his own protection, however. Gabriel finally broke the silence, ‘Listen up Short-stack,’ he began, ‘If you want to stay safe, I suggest you stick with me for the moment. Those two guys will be trying their best to find me, give it a day or so and they’ll be tracking me already.’ ‘Can’t I-?… Look, I just want to go home.’ she continued. ‘No-can-do buddy, that’ll be the first place they look for you. And if they get to you, they’ll…” He pulled his finger along his neck, making a gross “sllllicceeee” sound with he mouth as he did so. ‘They’ll kill me?’ Wren asked ‘Yeah, and they’ll make sure you’re done for this time.’ he let out a small laugh under his breath. ‘Don’t worry though, the only reason they want you is because your associated.’ ‘With what?’ replied Wren ‘With me.’

‘Shouldn’t I just leave then? The farther away I am from you, the better.’ ‘No, don’t be stupid, did splitting up ever work out for Scooby and Shaggy?’ ‘Yeah, it did, actually…’ Wren replied with composure. Gabriel trailed off trying to explain himself, ultimately, he convinced “Splitting up makes you more vulnerable”. ‘Look, Short-stack, right now, you have nowhere else to go. It looks like a long, lonely, dark highway in either direction’ He pointed out to the void of blackness in front of them ‘And, unless you want to heighten the chances of imminent death, sticking with me is the better option.’

The thing is, Wren did not trust Gabe one bit, she did not trust much of a word that came out of his mouth. There were two things that she was sure of, however,  One; he was bloody, theoretically, he fought to escape those two men that captured her. This, however, did not guarantee her own safety. Gabe had already spoken of the bad blood between him and her captors which couldn’t be good for her at all. And two; It was true, she had no where else to go. What was she to do? Even her home wasn’t safe anymore. Oh, how Wren would have loved to sever all ties with Gabe at that moment, but she knew leaving the stranger would lead to her own vulnerability, and even death. She decided she would stick it out until she was somewhere near a Police station, and then she would hotfoot it as faraway from him as humanly possible.   She had no choice. Corporation was her only option, for the moment. The only place she had right now was with Gabe, like it or not.

‘My names Wren’ Finally she spoke, a weakness behind her voice. She noticed that much of the pain she had once felt pulsating on her palm had lessened, she looked to the unnatural spectacle, curious as to what was causing the reddish glow. The light unblinding now, she could see the scar carved into her flesh under a sheet of dry blood. ‘Do you know what this symbol is?’ she held out hand.

How long was he to keep her out of the know? It would be spectacularly hard to explain the events that has just transpired to her without some leak of the truth, and so Gabriel had decided he would tell her, some of it, and only just that amount, one baby bombshell at a time.

‘Okay, settle down buttercup, ‘cos I’m about to blow your mind. I’m, what they call, a Hunter…’ he lied. 

—- CHAPTER 6