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abbacchios-sunflower · 3 years

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Welcome Aboard Part 1

Wow, finally made my tweaks and got to posting this akshlkjaslk, I’ve had a busy month, anyways, part 1 of my collab with @dongiovannaswife is finally here! A bit of an origin story if you will ^-^ Thanks Lena for working on it with me! <3

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“Hey let me go! What the fuck?!”

“Shit, great, a civilian’s involved now, just our luck,” Mista rounded the corner and brandished his gun when he saw their target restraining a smaller girl, the sex pistols appearing around him, soon to be followed by Narancia and Abbacchio. “Alright cazzo, let the girl go and get this over with. It’s over for you.”

The others behind Mista took notice the girl was staring at something, namely at Aerosmith, then in the direction of the pistols’ too.

“No, you and your little buddies, are going to let me go and never come poking around again, the don’s going to forget about lil ol me and leave my business alone or she’ll get it.” Emiliano threatened, pulling the girl closer to him as his stand’s razor sharp blades for nails drew closer to her face. “Come on, I know that bleeding heart would get upset to hear a poor little girl got hurt because of his men!”

“So she is a stand user like I thought,” Abbacchio muttered, seeing as how she was staring at the enemy’s stand as it grew closer to her face, the target not even noticing.

“That good or bad?” Narancia could barely get out before a pinkish glow lit the alleyway up.

“I said, let me go!” the girl snapped; a combusting in ball of fire appeared that knocked the Mafioso off of her, at least half his face scorched from the look of it. Emiliano used the shock to get away. She looked back to the other three and scowled, “what!? You wanna go too!? He’s getting away!”

“Holy shit,” Narancia breathed, a smile cracking on his face, “an American stand user, cool.”

Deeming the three not a threat to her, her stand pulled in closer to her again. “You’re… not from here, are you?” she swallowed, picking up on their accents and the fact that they were definitely not native English speakers.

“You know, thanks to you that guy got away!” Abbacchio shoved past Mista and Narancia so he could lean down to get in the girls face with his usual scowl. “So thanks for nothing.”

“Like you were any help to me just now!” She spat back, her stand hissing behind her. “You just stood there and watched that asshole try and rip my face off!”

Abbacchio rolled his eyes and turned on a heel, gesturing to the other two, “let’s go, we’ll let Fugo and Bucciarati know what happened just now, we’ll reconvene at the hotel before going after him again.” He ordered the younger pair.

“Ugh fine,” Mista looked back to the girl and her stand, “I- hey are you sure we couldn’t use a little extra muscle on this one? You also weren’t exactly very nice to her just now, she’s kinda owed an explanation.” He elbowed Abbacchio who was ignoring them.

“You’re welcome for weakening him for you I guess!” She shouted after them, but they disappeared around the corner. Frustrated, she ran after them. “Hey! Are you idiots listening to me!?”

“Buzz off, we don’t need some little girl’s help— aah!” Abbacchio waved his hand when her stand appeared in front of the trio, all of them flinching, especially after what they just saw it do before.

“First off, I’m not a kid, second… I’ve never met anyone around here that can see her,” she walked around to speak to them more. “Who are you assholes and why are you here? Oh, and was that jerk with you?” She demanded.

Narancia opened his mouth to freely answer all the questions when Abbacchio pulled him back, “this doesn’t concern you, so what if we also have stands? We don’t owe you anything. Come on; let’s go before he gets too far.”

“We’re a part of the Italian mafia!” Narancia quickly blurted out before Abbacchio grabbed the younger yet again and covered his mouth.

“Nara!”

The girl laughed, “You expect me to believe that?” She frowned, looking them over again, “then again, after what just happened, I could believe it I guess,” she frowned. “So was that guy some traitor then? Did he escape and make it all the way over here and you’re trying to punish him?”

Mista lowered his guard more, contemplating also telling her a little more, “Guess you can say that, he’s just causing a lot of trouble, okay? He needs to be taken care of.” He holstered his gun.

“I want in,” she spoke again after a moment of silence.

“Uh, no,” Abbacchio decided, but she got in front of them again, defiant. “Go home kid.”

“He threatened to kill me; I still have to let Crazy finish the job-”

“Wait, who?” Narancia asked.

“My stand,” she pointed to the pink and blue flaming humanoid figure. “It’s short for Crazy=Genius.” She explained. “She sets things on fire and makes explosions... well, when I get angry anyways.”

“Great, another volatile stand, sounds like Purple Haze all over again,” Abbacchio muttered.

Mista looked back at the other two, “come on, what’s the harm in letting her help? Besides, as one of the don’s right hand men, I have seniority over you, I am a capo now after all,” He looked back with a smirk before, extending his hand to the girl, “Mista, that’s Narancia, the big cazzo over there is Abbacchio.”

“Marissa- well, call me Mar,” she took it, smirking back. “So you are with the mafia, damn,” she chuckled a bit, “never thought I’d meet the real deal.” She shoved her hands back in her pockets and started heading off in a different direction, “the guy went this way so this will be our best bet.”

“Thanks but we don’t need your help tracking someone down, that’s my job,” Abbacchio continued the other way. “Right now we need to regroup and let the others know what happened so we can move in together.”

Mista shook his head and gestured for the others to follow.

*****

“You know, I’m surprised you of all people let her follow you guys around.” Bruno sounded amused as they followed Moody Blue’s playback of their target from the alley he got scorched in. “No doubt Giorno will have concerns when we report in.”

“Mista flashed his seniority card and I didn’t have a choice but to accept it- You have that look.” Abbacchio grumbled.

“What look?”

The taller laughed, “The look you always get when you want to adopt another kid.” He pointed out, looking over his shoulder at the girl talking with the other members of his team as he got in front of his stand more, always paranoid about showing newcomers Moody Blues. “But we know even less about her than when Giovanna first joined.”

“Maybe that’s why I like her, she reminds me a little of him; I just hope you won’t feed her piss too,” Bruno smirked knowingly, turning back to Moody who had stalled, finding they were in front of a warehouse that was locked. Of course that was no trouble for them as Sticky Fingers appeared, unzipping the door and stepping through first.

“Looks like it’s all here,” Fugo shook his head, looking at the crates that filled the small building. “This was everything that wasn’t accounted for back in the Sicilia warehouses owned by Volpe. This also means he’ll be back soon, I’m guessing tonight.”

“Awesome! A stakeout!” Narancia cheered.

Marissa walked over to one of the opened crates and frowned. “I thought it was a mafia thing to distribute drugs, you guys are kind of weird— I mean, not that I condone drugs myself, but you know… Unless I’m making rude assumptions…?”

Bruno closed the lid on the crate, “our organization doesn’t run on such things, not anymore.”

“How do you make all your money then?” she raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by the answer.

“Embezzlement,” Mista bluntly stated. “Protection fees, assassination, you name it!”

“Just no drugs?”

Fugo rolled his eyes and further poked around the place, “we may be the mafia, but have some morals. Our leaders just happen to despise drugs.”

“How honorable,” she dryly replied, well, who was she to judge? She looked around more, curious if there was anything else to find, “You know, my stand can torch this entire place right here and now if you want. I’ve tested it before, it’s pretty powerful and nothing but ash would be left behind.”

Abbacchio scoffed, heading back to the front door of the building where the zipper portal still was active. “And you’re a pyromaniac arsonist from what I’ve gathered; I don’t think you have room to talk about morality. Now let’s get set up so we can grab this guy when he comes back. ”

One could hardly call it a fair fight, after Emiliano had returned to the warehouse to start moving his shipment out, they made quick work of him, using Crazy=Genius to torch the place and ensure that their target was dead and the drugs burned up along with him.

“Consider it mission complete then, we leave for Napoli day after tomorrow, we’re ahead of schedule,” Bruno pocketed his phone as he informed the others who were drinking and unwinding from the fight before; though it wasn’t that much of a fight, six on one? Even with a stand as strong as his Nine Inch Nails, it was built for close combat while his opponents had ranged attacks.

“Well, I better get back home before it gets too late and my parents worry,” Marissa got up and grabbed her jacket. “I had fun, guess I can officially say life will be infinitely boring from tonight on,” she joked when she was stopped.

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy having your stand to help out,” Bruno admitted. “You don’t seem to have much practice with her though.”

“What? You wanna help me train her?” The girl was expecting some kind of joke, but he looked serious. “I can’t just up and leave and move to a whole new country on a whim… to join the fucking mafia too? Sorry, but I think this was more than enough for me for a lifetime.”

“Just give it some thought tonight,” Bruno patted her shoulder, “I once heard that stand users attract other stand users, some kind of fate; I’m just saying, maybe there was a reason we crossed paths, because I know a liar when I see one, and you don’t really want to go on with a normal life. Right?”

She got quiet after that one, but shrugged his hand off her shoulder, “I need to get back home.”

“You know where to find us if you change your mind before Thursday.”

*****

“Wait!”

The five turned their heads when they heard a familiar voice.

“Hold up… phew, shit, I’m not used to running,” Marissa placed her hands on her knees to catch her breath. “I… I still have some stuff I’d need to come back for if I did go, but,” she swallowed, avoiding their eyes, “I’d like to go back with you guys. J-Just to scope the place out for a week or two, see if I’ll like it or not,” she added on.

“Wooo! New teammate! Trish is gonna be so excited for another girl to hang out with!” Narancia grinned.

“I’m sure she gets sick of all of you constantly bothering her, but yes, I supposed you’re right about that. Plus it’s always beneficial to have a team full of varying abilities and powers; we could certainly use another powerhouse. I think Giorno and the Speedwagon Foundation would be interested in studying her and her stand,” Fugo turned away, ready to start off.

“Don’t get ahead of yourselves now, she’s just visiting for a couple of weeks, no promises, she’s free to decline any offers we make her,” Bruno had reminded the other three.

The young woman awkwardly smiled as the others seemed to welcome her, of course Abbacchio kept silent, aloof as when she met him a few days ago. It didn’t matter, she found it fun to tease him; anything could get under that guy’s skin.

Whatever the group’s reaction to a potential new teammate, she followed them as they left their hotel.

*****

“Yeah,” Bruno nods as he speaks into the phone, eyes trailing to Fugo briefly as he makes sure the call is safe.

“We’re just heading to the plane —she’s coming with us in hopes of your approval, since Mista already said yes.”

There is silence for a moment while Giorno speaks back, whatever he was saying making Bruno tense. The atmosphere changes momentarily as Sticky Fingers’ user looks out the window, watching as the businesses go by.

“Yeah,” he mutters after a moment, low and calm despite his rigid posture. “I’ll let them know.” Silence settles in as he lowers his eyes into the floor of the car, seeming to study his own shoes as he listens to the boss on the other side of the line. “Of course, Gi —Don.”

The call ends even before he can end it himself. With the team’s attention upon him, Bruno takes a deep sigh, closing his eyes and letting them open slowly as his sight falls into Mista, who’s right before him. “He’s not pleased —at all.”

Abbacchio scoffs, rolling his eyes. He’s sitting by Mista’s side. “That brat is never happy with other’s decisions —he thinks he’s the only one allowed to make moves. Why name Mista his right hand if he won’t let him take part in the decisions?”

Bruno raises an eyebrow, “Are you on her side now? I thought you thought the same.”

“Do not misinterpret me.” He snarls back, “I don’t approve of this idiot’s decision. I’m just saying I don’t understand Giovanna.”

Narancia laughs, short and lighthearted: mocking still. “Yeah, yeah, whatever —you’re not fooling anyone.”

Abbacchio growls, shooting a glare at the boy, “Do you want Giovanna to know you got a broken nose?”

“Oh?” Narancia smirks, leaning into Leone’s personal space, “So you care about what he has to say?”

Before he can reply or even try to make his word true, Bruno speaks over them. Rough and commanding. “Enough.” He directs his attention back to Mista, who has been waiting to speak. With a curt nod from Bruno, Mista finally talks.

“I’ll talk with him —I’m sure his discontent falls upon her being a civilian and getting involved, huh?”

“A part of it, yes.” Bruno nods, adding last. “That, and the sudden reveal of information to her played into it.” He directs his attention to Narancia, who’s trying to sink into his seat. “He wants to talk with you, too.”

Abbacchio chuckles —dark and mocking.

Mista sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. “I mean, maybe if I ask the Donna for a bit of help, he’ll soften?”

Bruno shakes his head. “That won’t work.”

“How do you know?”

Bruno looks through the window for a moment, silence settling in before he turns back to the group, giving them all a brief look. “The call was on speaker. She heard it all and although she didn’t say anything I could tell they are on the same page.”

Abbacchio rolls his eyes, mumbling something intelligible under his breath.

“Are you done?” Marissa cuts through the conversation suddenly. “I’m still here and listening to you all.”

“Oh, sorry, Queen of England” Abbacchio snarls, frowning as he looks through the window.

The rest is silence before Mista murmurs. “At least we made the job.”

#Self Insert #collab #dongiovannaswife #abbamar #...#or the beginnings of it lol #giolena #selfship #writing #part 2 coming soon #my writing

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ibitchytimemachine · 5 years

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Chapters: 53/? Fandom: Dragon Ball Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Summary:

With Earth destroyed, Bulma and the Z gang find themselves in an outer space guerilla war against a tyrant. The mysterious Vengeance seems to be the only hope to win the war against Frieza, but teaming up with him brings its own set of problems.

AU, ensemble cast but with focus on BV. Several other pairings (m/F and m/m) and non-romantic relationships get significant screen time.

While Vengeance often appears to be a light-hearted, funny story, there are darker elements running through several storylines. Warnings of non-con are for isolated incidents and don't reflect the story as a whole, but explicit descriptions of sex, violence, and general depravity are contained within these chapters.

Of all the Vegebul fics I have read, this one is easily my favorite. It has nuance, gives (almost) every character full and rich motivations and story lines. You find yourself rooting for the oddest pairs and weirdest people. I can not recommend this story enough, and if you wanna read my thoughts on it, lets dive into spoilers below the cut!

So this story has something for everyone. You want thick well thought out and executed plot? DONE! Humor? DONE! Large cast of characters, both canon and OC who are all pretty well flushed out? DONE! Smut? Name your poison, chances are, its in here. There is so much about this story that I love that I am struggling with exactly the best way to organize my thoughts. So instead of agonizing over it, instead I am just gonna throw away all my careful notes that I have taken during my read and just freaking ramble!

I think the first thing that people are a little put off on is the rare pair of RaditzXPuar. I will tell you that I 5,000 percent ship these two and it is all because of reading this fic. I love it so much that I MAY have even taken some time to draw my own fan art for the pair, but lets just leave THAT in the vaults xD When Raditz first encounters Puar, he is NOT a cat. Puar is in a Human form and is shifted to be Bulma. Raditz immediately is attracted to Puar’s scent and when they later encounter each other in a bar and end up ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ ) Ray is still just enamored by Puar’s scent. Whenever we see Rays POV in-between the time that Ray has fucked Human Puar, and the time that Puar is discovered, Ray keeps catching scents of the cat. And it drives him fucking wild. He later says that he is so crazy for Puar that he was about to fuck a houseplant cause it reminded him of Puar. Beyond that we get the backstory on Bonding and that basically Saiyans bond to a mate kinda at random so Ray has basically taken Puar as his husband. Raditz is really a great lover, there is a relationship imbalance between the two, but Ray doesnt take advantage of it. Its really a pretty healthy relationship. Puar gets jealous of some stuff, Ray gets WAY jealous of stuff but they always seem to talk it over. Shit at one point Ray dreams of having kids with Puar, and he is swiftly reminded that Puar is a MAN and will never be and never wants to be a WOMAN.

A huge part of me feels like this Puarditz pairing is commentary on identity, self acceptance and love. Ray is constantly telling Puar that he doesnt care what his body looks like (except that he is excited to see Puar has a tail), only that it is Puar that he is in love with. It is only Puar Ray wants, no matter if he is a human, cat, plant, screwdriver or anything else. Puar talks about how he feels weird in his cat body, but it is his natural form and he wants to change and be bigger, more menacing, or just different. And I think we can all appreciate that sentiment at some point in our lives, but I can also see this as a low key message about trans acceptance and its fucking beautiful. Hell even Bulma tells Puar that he should take whatever form he is most comfortable in and basically fuck everyone who disagrees. I love that message and I love this pair - fight me.

I really want to talk about another pretty complex character in this fic, Zarbon. He struggles with so much shame and negativity in this story. He hides behind his good looks and his hair, and when that shit gets cut off, Zarbon is a completely different man, it is shedding his old evil skin and literally growing into his own as a new man, a better person, and you start to care about him. His time with Frieza has basically ruined his ability to have any sort of healthy relationship - friend or other, because he resorts to sex for just about any close relationship he has. The FIRST person he meets after being rescued from Frieza, he starts bedding. Hell he promises a pity fuck to Burter for rescuing him, and come on.. I have never wanted a Burger sex scene more than when I was reading this fic. No really... Catgirl has a way of making you root for just about everyone... I think that besides the slavers, the only character I HATE is Frieza, and thats pretty cool. AND Speaking of Frieza, shit hes a bad dude in this story. There aren't many POVs of him, and we see a lot of Frieza through Zarbon, Vegeta and Burter, but the POVs after Zarbon escapes and Frieza is trying to replace him is she fucked up shit. You really see his madness when he is sitting in the bloody tub stroking the hair of the dead attendant wishing it was Zarbons. He repeatedly states how much he gave to Zarbon, and how he basically loved him, but then you see him torture the poor man, sexually assault him, and generally just be a complete tyrannical asshole to him.

The way the Nameks are handled is really cool. I love the nod to canon with them living with the Briefs on Red Station, I love watching Dende figure out how to lead, and struggle with his followers. I love how he makes the decision to room with Gohan as a way of bridging the gap between the Namekians and the Saiyans. The decisions Dende makes shows that he is dedicated to moving forward and not being stuck in the past. But you see him still struggling with things in the past, Zarbon for example. it is hella tense for a while when he first comes aboard because Dende feels Zarbon is responsible for the demise of his people, and Dende seeks out others help and advice on how to manage his feelings. He gets several peoples views and chooses what he thinks is the best, just like a good leader would. He even attempts to make Piccolo feel more welcome in the Namekian contingent of beings on Red Station.

Nappa is a super important character for the beginning of the story. He is the voice of Saiyan past and he advises Vegeta, wether he takes the advice or not. Overall he is the Father figure Vegeta needs (a common role for him) but he tells Vegeta and Raditz about bonding and Gohan comments that it sounds like LOVE. Nappa has some really shitty moments with Bulma, but overall I really like the sweet peeks into his head, when he thinks about his dead wife and babies, or when he tears up about the thought of Bulma and Vegeta having “little princes” of their own, is just heartwarming. And the attraction to Momma Briefs is cute and funny and provides so much ammunition for Bulma to hate Nappa (and boy do they hate each other)

I kinda hate how K18 gets treated in this story, and part of that is how long it takes for 18 to come about, and another part of that is the fact that the story isn't finished. I feel like 18′s android qualities are REALLY played up, which isn't a bad thing - great characterization in fact... but poor Krillin deserves so much better than being mounted with no foreplay and then immediately being engaged... Now I will say that I really like both of these characters in this fic, just wish things were finished cause their relationship has so much more to explore.

I have both love and hate the Vegebul relationship dynamics in this story. They obviously care for one another, but the relationship seems super unhealthy... there is really no talking, relationship building going on in story. a LOT of fucking sure, but it almost feels like these two banter, fuck but don't really know one another.. and thats kinda sad.. I like that part of a Vegebul fic. Bulma is legit scared of Vegeta on multiple occasions and even in the last published chapter Vegeta looks at her and thinks that she is a monster just like him. And hell with her improvements to the Ki Circlet, she probably is. I will say that their smut is A++ fantastic, it is real, sometimes it is awkward (when they fuck in her lab it is both hot and funny) and there is always a mention of safe sex.

With all the time spent on, pretty much everyone, including 2 OCs, it is sad that 17, Dr. Briefs and Tien don't get a little more love. They have very very brief scenes peppered throughout the story, and they just seem like after thoughts.. Shit Roshi and Oolong have more impact on the story than any of these three do and thats just a bummer. I am gonna say that maybe they have parts in the unwritten bots of the fic, but who knows if it will ever be updated, much less finished at this point.

This story is fantastic. I can not recommend it enough. The relationship dynamics alone are fantastic, never mind the fact that Catgirl is FUCKING FANTASTIC at showing not telling, but even when she tells it is impactful. She has a wonderful grasp of character voice and each POV feels like it is actually that characters POV, told through them, not through the lens of a narrator. There are some amazing quotes in this story, some are just funny,

Others.. Not so much....

These are a bunch of misfits thrown together, fighting to survive, and ultimately building a home. Hell Zarbon sees it and is shocked by it.. He says he is amazed by Vegeta “Floating around this country cottage of a ship, lord and master of an assortment of weaklings.” And Zarbon is right. Vegeta is the lord and master of this rag tag crew, and Bulma is their Queen. Their relationship is the glue that holds this little family together. This story is a tale of their struggle to defeat Frieza, but thats not what this story is ABOUT. This story is about, family, friends, love, home and ultimately all the wholesome things humanity has to offer. Sometimes we fuck up, and fight and create drama, but we persevere through those trials and (hopefully) become stronger, more well rounded and more human. And that is a really nice message.

As a bonus, @rutbisbe drew this amazing Puar/Raditz fan art for this fic and I love it (AND I LOVE THEM SO MUCH)

If you liked this review, after you check this fic out, head over to my A03 and read some of my stuff!

#BTM Fic Review #vengeance #Vegeta x Bulma #go read this freaking fic #its my absolute favorite #I really need an update #PLZ catgirl

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impala-dreamer · 7 years

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Things That COULD Happen - Going Our Way?

SPN FanFic Drabble

~Drama and comedy lie ahead when two fangirls meet up and take NJCon~

April ( @frenchybell ), Beka ( @impala-dreamer ), Jensen (Ackles), Jared (Padalecki), Some old creepy guy

1,042 Words (OOPS!)

Warnings: Fluffy Fluff Fluff. Awkwardness.

A/N: This is a little treat for my Frenchy because I’m so excited to meet her and others at NJCon this September. So, periodically until then I’ll be posting in this little Drabble Series, things that Could happen at the con. Yes, yes, I know they’re impossible, but it’s my daydream so if you don’t like it, skip it. They’re silly and they make me happy.

“Are you sure you know where we’re goin’?” April asked, her hand gripping the support rail as she leaned over and squinted at the subway map. The red and blue lines snaked together over a cartoon picture of Manhattan, making her eyes cross as she tried to follow them.

Beka rolled her eyes and tossed her head back. “Yes, for the hundredth time, yes. Now sit down before you lose your seat!”

With a huff, April plopped down next to her friend and crossed her arms, staring around the crowded train car. A grungy looking old man across the way looked up at her, smiling as they made eye contact. She cringed and leaned over to Beka, whispering in her ear, “I think that man is staring at me.”

“That’s because you’re staring at him. Relax” Beka scolded back in a whisper.

The train slowed and the chime sounded as the doors opened. A flood of new faces came aboard, pressing themselves into the small space. April was smushed closer to Beka as a large man took the seat next to her. She gripped Beka’s arm, seeking a refuge in her friend, even if the feeling of safety was an illusion.

“Will you relax, please? We’re gonna be here all day. You’re gonna freak yourself out if you keep this up.”

April whimpered, “I’m sorry, this is all new to me!”

“You’re such a cute little Country Mouse,” Beka mocked her with a friendly smile.

Releasing her grip on Beka’s arm, April tried to relax, taking a deep breath and looking around once more. The old man winked at her, almost sending her into hysterics, but she kept herself calm and trained her eyes to the floor.

She seemed to be doing alright until the man seated next to her tapped her shoulder. She jumped, turning her head and gasping in shock. Green eyes stared at her from underneath a baseball cap. Not just any green eyes. Green eyes that sat beneath perfect lashes, aside a slightly crooked nose that was peppered with a thousand freckles. Green eyes that haunted her dreams. The green eyes of Mr. Jensen Ackles.

“Hey, I’m sorry Miss, do you know if this train goes to Times Square? I think we got turned around.”

It took a second for April’s brain to reconnect to the rest of her body, and as she took a breath to answer, she made a choice to play it cool. She cleared her throat and nodded confidently, “It sure does. Headed there myself.”

“Awesome, thanks.” He smiled and looked up at the man standing above him. “We’re good man.”

April’s eyes followed his gaze up to the the tall man holding onto the railing by the ceiling. Her eyes widened and her hand flew back to Beka’s arm, digging her nails in.

“What the hell is your problem dude? Ouch!” Beka yelped and then looked up. Her breath stopped when she beheld Jared Padalecki, in all his giant, sweaty glory, towering above them. Her eyes darted from him to April, and then to the man next to her. “Holy shit dude!” she whispered, “Are you serious!”

“Just shut up and be cool!” April hollered through clenched teeth. She turned back to Jensen with a sexy smile. “So, ya’ll doing some sightseeing?”

Jensen licked his lips and smiled, “Yeah, just a bit.”

“That’s nice. Us too.” She threw her thumb towards Beka who peeked over April’s shoulder and waved awkwardly at Jensen. “I’m just up here for the weekend. Hanging out with my friend, seeing what we see.”

“That’s nice,” Jensen answered her, an ever pleasant smile on his handsome face.

“You in town for a while?” She asked, fully knowing the answer, but trying to play it off like she didn’t know who he was. Maybe he was just a sexy stranger on the train. Maybe she was too. Maybe they could hang out and see the sights together.

Jensen laughed, “Just today. We have an event this weekend.”

“Oh, nice. I bet that’ll be fun.” Again, Jensen laughed. He covered his mouth with one hand and shook his head. “Is something funny?”

He nodded, “Yeah. I was just thinking that the usual fangirls we meet would be freaking out by now. You’re doing quite well.”

April frowned in mock confusion, “Fangirl? What? Of who?”

“Of us?” Jensen said, nodding up at Jared who waved down to her.

“Are ya’ll famous or something?” April asked, shrugging.

“Dude,” Beka leaned over and tapped her shoulder, “You’re wearing your LOVE hoodie. They know you know.”

Jensen and Jared both nodded at her, laughing. She felt the blood rush to her cheeks, reddening her face in embarrassment. “Well, shit.” She threw her hands up in surrender. “I figured I had ya’ll going and we’d surprise you on Sunday at our photo op.”

“It was a nice try,” Jensen offered.

“It was,” Jared agreed.

“It was not,” Beka teased.

April sat back with a sigh and recrossed her arms. “Can’t blame a girl for tryin’.”

When the train stopped again, Beka looked out the window behind them and announced, “Times Square! Let’s be off!” She stood and waved politely to Jared and Jensen. “Nice to meet you guys.”

After shooting a shy smile to the guys, April followed her off the train, taking a deep breath once they were on the platform. “Good Lord that was crazy!”

“Hey!”

April spun around and found Jensen exiting the train behind her.

“You guys wanna tag along for a bit? We could use a tour guide,” he asked with a shrug.

All the chill drained from April and she merely nodded quickly in response. Beka stepped up and saluted the two men, “Yes sir. At your service. Now let’s get a move on, there’s a pretzel cart usually parked right at the top of those stairs over there and my tummy is rumblin’!”

Jensen gave another chuckle and lay his hand on Beka’s shoulder, “Lead the way!”

As the girls walked off, their favorite actors in tow, Beka leaned down to whisper in April’s ear, “I fuckin told you this weekend would be awesome.”

April agreed, giddy as she looked over her shoulder, “Dude, I’ll never doubt you again.”

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