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*.·:·.✧ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝟒 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬 ✧.·:·.*

"I'll be going out now, big bro, big sis!" [Y/n] called out, idling by the door as she opened them.

Zelda rounded the corner, her half-lidded eyes glancing at her younger sister fully dressed in her uniform and her bag dangling on her shoulder. She let out a big yawn, tiredly rubbing her eyes as she gave a small wave. After a few moments, Dietrich arrived as well to bid goodbye to the youngest.

"You sure you don't need a lift?" the black-haired male asked, patting away his bedhead.

The other twin hummed, folding her arms. "I'll ask Rouin to give you a ride to school."

"That's fine, Evereine said she'll pick me up on the way since the road they take to school is near us," the [h/c]ette dismissed, chuckling at her older siblings' worrywart behavior.

"I see. That's nice of her."

Giving a wave, Dietrich forced a smile despite his tiredness. "Stay safe."

"Bye~" with a final wave, [Y/n] exited her abode and closed the door behind her.

Now that the youngest was out to attend school, the twins were left all alone in their house. Both ravenettes went on to do their morning routine, one was preparing breakfast while the other was sipping on his coffee while browsing through his phone. It was rare for both of them to have a day off, considering their busy work lives as voice actors for many films and now an actor working for Clover Games.

"Zelda."

"What?" the woman whipped her head around, spotting her twin on the couch.

Dietrich turned his head to look back at her, confusion written all over his face. "Am I tripping or something?"

The woman scrutinized her twin. "Speak properly so I can understand you."

"It's just..." he looked back to his phone, tired eyes staring at the date and time on his screen. "Is it really Friday today? I swear [Y/n] went to school six times in a row now."

"It can't be," pausing her work, she also checked her phone.

6:21 AM || March 31 || Friday

"My phone says it's Friday, see?" proving her point, she walked over to the man and showed her the device.

"Huh..." the male exhaled. "Weird."

"You need rest, Trich," the woman shook her head, patting her twin's shoulder before focusing back on preparing their breakfast.

It didn't take long before a message notification popped up on both of their screens. A message coming from a certain manager of theirs.

Rouin Don't forget to be by Clover's at 8. You two are needed for filming the new content.

"But isn't that scheduled for tomorrow?" Dietrich said, rubbing his temple, exasperated. "Did they move the schedule?"

Zelda shook her head. "They won't do that without any prior notice."

"That's really weird," he exhaled, leaning against the sofa out of exhaustion. "If that's the case, then what did we do yesterday?"

"I don't know about you but I have a two-hour session of recording lines for a movie, then I had a podcast in the afterno—wait..."

The woman's abrupt pause enveloped the two in silence. Both twins stared at each other, their dark hues communicating. They checked their phones again, reading through many messages and even checking the emails sent to them. They even went to their calendar which contains the work schedules they have. Their initial confusion was replaced by a sudden realization, before shifting to disbelief.

"Really now..." Dietrich let out a shaky breath, sweat-dropping. He had a hand on his head, rubbing his messy, black locks. His half-lidded onyx hues stared at his phone, defeated. "That troublemaker..."

[Y/n] Did you both receive the text from Rouin? Hehe~ Don't worry, I'll let management know that you two will be late so that they can film the other's parts first. See ya both at the main office later!

"I can't believe she got us like this," Zelda shook her head, face-palming.

【Prank #1: Confuse someone about the date】

→ Success! ←

Before you enter this room, remember that something will definitely catch you off guard. Don't worry, it's not something serious. Just don't remove this letter yet in case someone else enters. Anyway, enjoy~ —[Y/n]

"Well, this is concerning," Syphfride quirked a brow, standing to full height after examining the note taped to the door.

Behind her were Miriande and Ondal. They, too, read the contents of the note. The three of them just arrived at the lounge and instantly saw the yellow post-it note on the door. Pretty much, both males were stoic. Either they were not in the mood to be bothered by [Y/n]'s potential prank or decided that it wouldn't be worth worrying about. It's not like she set the lounge on fire, after all.

"Ooh~ You guys are here!"

The trio whipped their head to the voice, seeing a familiar magenta-haired woman heading their way. Astrid had both hands behind her head, a grin plastered on her lips. Trailing behind her were the three archmages.

"What're ya'll standing there for?" she asked, stopping just a foot away from them.

Ondal crossed his arms. "There's a note that [Y/n] left on the door."

"Is that so? Lemme see!" As the three moved away to give space, Astrid scooted to the door and her attention immediately landed on the bright-colored paper taped on the wood. Her magenta hues scanned the words before breaking into a chortle. "Oh, boy! I can't wait for what [Y/n] has in store for us."

"What's the matter?" Laphlaes asked, finally catching up with the others.

Syphfride glanced at them. "Oh, just a 'warning' note that [Y/n] left on the door."

Lucilicca placed a hand on her forehead, lips pursed thin. "It seems that girl is already up to something. Even Charlotte was acting unusual earlier — like something was going on that we don't know of."

"Considering that today is April 1st, I'm 100% sure they're planning for a prank," Rashad added.

"Either way, let's go inside," with that, Astrid opened the door.

Each pair of eyes scanned the insides of the room, not expecting the surprise laid for them. Some of the adults were worried that [Y/n] would be committing a harmful prank, even assuming that she might do the classic water bucket above door trick. Because if she does, surely not everyone would be happy to be on the receiving end of it.

But they were relieved that it was not the case.

Surprise etched on their faces before some elicited a giggle while others let a smile grace their lips. Astrid was in awe, even. And the almost emotionless Miriande cracked a smile and a slight shake of his head at this dumb yet smile-inducing prank.

"I see now what she meant by that," Syphfride commented, walking into the room to admire the countless googly eyes staring back at her.

"I wonder how long it took her to glue everything with googly eyes," Ondal said. "And surely she has to remove this by the end of the day."

"Now I know what Charlotte and the girls are up to..." the silver-haired woman muttered to herself, releasing a sigh as she trudged over to the dining area.

【Prank #2: Surprise everyone by sticking googly eyes to every piece of furniture in the lounge】

→ Success! ←

As the initial surprise from the group dissipated, they continued with their routine. While the filming crew is arranging the set for later, the actors decided to relax in the lounge in the meantime. Astrid, still impressed by the level of prank, decided to admire the place. The woman took out her phone and recorded the room.

Meanwhile, Syphfride decided to take a little selfie. She took one of the pillows on the couch, its googly eyes rattling. Taking out her phone and extending her arm, the woman hugged the pillow in her other arm, its soft cushion pressing against her cheek. With the front-facing camera ready, Syphfride stuck her tongue out and closed one of her eyes, pressing the button to capture the picture.

Ondal, on the other hand, decided to sink into the comforts of the couch, ready to fall asleep at any time. The murmurs of his co-workers conversing in the dining area and the soft hum of the air conditioner lulled him to slumber.

As for the group by the dining area, they were busy preparing their daily morning beverage to wake them up. Miriande sat by the table, reading a book while waiting for his turn to use the coffee machine. The other three were by the counters, ready to prepare their preferred hot beverage — Rashad and Laphlaes were conversing while prepping the coffee machine as Lucilicca was about to get some cups from the upper cupboard.

As she opened the door, however...

"Gyah!"

Her sudden scream alerted the other people in the room. All eyes landed on her as the woman reeled back in shock. Even Ondal bolted awake from her unexpected scream. She had both of her hands close to her chest, purple eyes wide as saucers. The woman felt like her soul was leaving her body, and her heart was racing from the sudden scare she had experienced.

"What's wrong, Lucilicca?" the redhead asked, concern lacing his tone. A crease appeared between his eyebrows as he hurried to the woman, placing a supporting hand on her back and rubbing it.

She took a shaky breath before exhaling, her cheeks tinted pink from embarrassment. "It's nothing. I just got scared by a plastic cockroach hiding in the cupboards."

As she said that, Rashad went over and inspected the cupboard. As expected, there was a small plastic, toy cockroach just chilling in the middle of the cabinet. It was placed perfectly at the very front, leaning against the overturned cups so that when someone was about to take one, they would immediately touch the cockroach and they would be surprised by its sudden appearance.

"She even has a mini camera hiding here," the tan ravenette stated, noticing the reflection of the device in the corner of the cabinet.

"Y/n] got you good, huh?" Astrid snickered, pointing her phone at the three and zooming in to capture Lucilicca's rare expression.

"I guess we have to be wary of everything now," the blonde man sitting by the table mentioned, rubbing his temple.

"Right."

【Prank #3: Scare someone with a plastic cockroach in the cupboard】

→ Success! ←

The silver-haired woman eventually calmed down from the unexpected scare. Though she can't help but be flustered when she screams like that. Not only did she get pranked by maybe one of the most common pranks out there, but other people witnessed her like that. Although it annoyed her, she had to admit that [Y/n] is a genius troublemaker.

As soon as they settled down, everyone went back to what they were doing prior. Lucilicca already got the cups needed, fully ignoring the brown plastic that managed to scare her out of her wits. And out of spite, she threw the cockroach deeper into the cabinet. For now, the woman didn't know the effects of her action...

Let's just say when everyone forgets about this, it will be the perfect chance for the plastic roach to pounce on its next unsuspecting victim...

"What now..." Rashad pursed his lips in thought. His brows drew together, thinking deeply about the occurrence that just happened. "I'm certain I selected caramel..."

After taking a sip from his cup, Laphlaes grimaced. He licked his lips, golden eyes scrutinizing the contents of his cup. "Oh dear, this is...certainly strong."

Confusion overtook both males' features, even the silver-haired woman was having a hard time drinking her beverage. As Rashad stood aside and examined his chosen drink, Miriande, and Syphfride took their turn to get their desired hot beverage. Placing a cup under the machine, the blonde pressed a button on the machine and it gave a mechanical whirr before pouring liquid contents into the cup.

It didn't take long for the cup to be filled with hot liquid and the machine stopped, beeping to indicate it finished pouring the desired drink. Miriande carefully took his cup and inhaled the fresh aroma of the drink. However, as soon as his eyes landed on the content and the smell entered his nose, he frowned.

"There must be something wrong with the machine," he informed, returning to his seat and placing down his cup.

"It seems so," the redhead agreed.

Astrid skipped towards them, noticing their grim expressions. She had a gist of what was happening, all linking back to a certain troublemaker. "Alright, what is it this time?"

"Everyone's drinks are mixed up," Syphfride claimed, a cup in hand. Putting down her drink, she placed a hand under her chin, observing each cup on the table. "It seems that the machine's image isn't matching up with the content it discharges. I pressed black coffee but it poured out mocha."

"Mhm. I think mine's black coffee," Laphlaes said, showing everyone his cup. "I chose butterscotch but it turned out to be different instead."

Silence enveloped them as they stared at their cups. At this point, they were certain that [Y/n] messed with the coffee maker machine. They didn't know how or if she was legally allowed to do so. Now, the group was having a dilemma as to how to deal with this situation. A) They could throw out the contents of their cup and try and guess which button is the right one for their chosen beverage. B) They could suck it up and finish the drinks.

Either way, their morning didn't pan out exactly as they intended.

【Prank #4: Confuse someone with the switched flavors on the coffee-making machine】

→ Success! ←

As the time of filming was nearing, the filming crew was preparing the set in the studio. Various props were moved around, arranging the practical set with green screens in the background. Most of the staff were moving props around inside the studio, while others transferred props from the storage room to the studio.

"What else do we need to get?" a certain man asked, opening the door to the props storage room.

Two of his colleagues followed him inside, their eyes scanning the plethora of practical props neatly arranged on the shelves.

"The director said we need the heroes' weapons."

"Where is it located again?"

A woman pointed in the corner. "I believe it was there where they stored the weapons."

"Alright," nodding, the man ventured deep into the storage room.

He passed by multiple shelves, gaze scanning the intricate props that the props maker made for this game. Despite not everything being used, it is still admirable how each object was created with care and detail. Focusing back on his task, he eventually reached the shelves that contained the iconic weapons of each hero.

"Hm... Let's see," he hummed to himself, carefully pushing aside the weapons that weren't needed. "What was Solphi's weapon look like? There's a lot of staff-like weapons used by the characters, after all."

In his search, something moved in the corner of his eye. He ignored it, thinking that it might be just his imagination or that his fellow workers were walking around the area. However, some unexpected noises entered his ear, and that immediately alerted the man.

He paused, whipping his head around to scan the vicinity. Nothing. Just rows of shelves filled with props. A nervous sweat rolled down the side of his face, his heartbeat getting faster by the second. After a moment of silence, he let out an exhale, rubbing his head.

"Those guys might be messing with me," he murmured to himself.

However, as soon as he said that and turned his head, an unexpected appearance caught him off-guard.

"What the f—Jesus!"

The man reeled back, his sudden scream alerted his fellow workers. Both of his arms were out in front of his face in a defensive stance. The man's heart rate was rapid, its drumming sound filling his ears. Even his face was red and littered with sweat. His wide eyes stared at a certain girl hiding behind the shelf that stored the weapons, only her menacing upper face seen. Soon, her eyes crinkled and she elicited a giggle.

"Jesus... Can you please not do that, [Y/n]?" After a moment of calming down his nerves, he reprimanded.

"Ufufu~"

The girl slinked back into the darkness of the aisle, hiding behind the shelves and using the props to her advantage. The man watched as the [h/c]ette disappeared from his sight, probably hiding away in another aisle and scaring the crap out of his fellow workers.

"I know it's April Fools and all but jeez... I never signed up for this..."

However, it seems that not only was he unfortunate enough to be targeted by the girl, but even the companions who went with him weren't spared from it. And it seems that [Y/n] wasn't alone.

"Gyah! C-Cannae?!"

"Even you, Lyn?!"

【Prank #5: Scaring the staff by hiding around the storage area】

→ Success! ←

"Has anyone seen [Y/n] lately?" Helga asked.

Alev glanced at the older woman. "I didn't."

"I see."

"What's the matter?" Vanessa questioned, just finished fixing her outfit in the mirror.

Helga sighed, crossing her arms. "Oh, it's just that girl was causing some trouble since earlier."

"Mhm," Aran nodded, recalling the surprise the youth prepared in the lounge. "The others who first arrived at the lounge saw the whole place covered in googly eyes."

"Really? I haven't gone there yet," Vanessa's eyes widened a bit, but soon she chuckled. "I'll try and visit later."

The women were inside the restroom. It was nearing lunchtime when the four of them coincidentally met in the place, and they'd heard a couple of stories about a certain someone wreaking havoc on this day. Fortunately for them, they've just arrived at the building so they haven't chanced upon [Y/n]'s special pranks prepared for them.

They idled there for a while, conversing and sharing stories about a certain [h/c]-haired teen and her gang of mischiefs. It didn't take long for the door to creak open and two women entered inside.

"Oh, hello everyone," Cesaire greeted with a small wave.

Arkanath followed, sending her colleagues a smile as well.

"Did you two just arrive?" the oldest in the group asked.

Cesaire nodded, walking over to the sinks. "Yes. My part is scheduled in the afternoon."

Opening the faucet, the woman soaked her hands in water first. After a few seconds, she closed the faucet and was about to get some liquid soap from the dispenser. However, as soon as she pushed the pump, it didn't dispense any liquid. Cesaire tried a couple of times, but nothing still came out.

"How about this?" Alev gave her another dispenser.

The woman smiled, taking the bottle. "Thanks."

Cesaire once again tried to get soap. She pushed the pump multiple times, but still, nothing came out. At this point, the other women were confused. Helga said that there must be a problem with the pump with the ones they tried. At that, they tried all six dispensers to see if any were working. But alas, it was to no avail.

"We might ask for a pump replacement," Aran stated, taking the bottle and trying to open it. However, it didn't budge. "What the?"

"What's wrong?" Vanessa glanced at the redhead struggling.

"I don't know if it's stuck or I'm just weak," she huffed, trying her best to make the lid move.

Fortunately — or unfortunately — she wasn't the only one who had the same fate. Arkanath, Alev, and Helga all tried to open the other soap dispenser, but none opened. That is until Cesaire decided to tilt the bottle and saw that the clear contents inside weren't affected by gravity.

"I had a suspicion that [Y/n] might've tampered with this as well," the woman sighed, shaking the bottle and seeing that the liquid was still not moving and stuck to the bottom of the bottle.

Helga took one bottle as well, her golden eyes scrutinizing the content of the bottle. "This must be clear glue."

"So [Y/n] replaced each bottle with clear glue?" Alev asked, shocked.

Vanessa closed her eyes and let a defeated smile decorate her face. "I believe so."

As the women were contemplating the occurrence, the door creaked open and their eyes immediately landed on the newcomer. A mop of magenta peeked inside and soon a certain female entered.

"Oh, looks like I made it in time!" Astrid chirped, a large grin on her face. In her hand was a bottle of soap, still full. "Hehe~ Looks like you ladies also fell for another of [Y/n]'s tricks~"

"Tell me about it," Cesaire shook her head, a small smile on her lips at how she fell for the child's trick.

"We better be prepared for later then," Helga exhaled, her expression softening.

【Prank #6: Confuse someone with the glue 'hand sanitizer' in the restroom】

→ Success! ←

"Hey, everyone! We brought some snacks!" Lyn waved as she and her group made their way toward the table where their friends were.

Since it was lunchtime, the LOH crew was having lunch at the cafeteria. [Y/n], Cannae, Lyn, and Charlotte were absent for a brief moment after they ate lunch, and just returned with plates of snacks that they brought with them. The girls carefully placed four plates on the table, two were filled with takoyaki and the other two were filled with caramel apples.

"Wow, did you guys order these?" Nine's plum-colored hues sparkled as he eyed the delicious treats in front of him.

[Y/n] smirked, both hands on her hips. "Not really, I just asked for help from my classmates."

"Somehow, I'm quite suspicious of these," Zelda mentioned, sweat-dropping at another potential prank set by her younger sister.

Dietrich nodded, a crease between his brows as his gaze squinted at the food. "Agreed."

"Come on! It's been midday, don't you think that we also need a break from pranks?" Cannae huffed, her cheeks puffing out as she glared at her older cousins. "Besides, [Y/n] is considerate enough to bring you these treats."

"As if..." the raven-haired male muttered under his breath.

The [h/c]-tressed actress rolled her eyes at them, ignoring her older siblings' words. She shifted her focus on her friends, sending them a reassuring smile. Picking a clean fork, she then jabbed a takoyaki and took half a bite. While the other half was still on the fork, she showed everyone the insides.

"I put nothing in the takoyaki, see?" she claimed, scanning her friends' expressions. Soon, she pouted. "Come on~ These would be a waste if you guys don't eat it."

Because of that, it seems that it was enough to convince them. One by one, they each took their preferred snack. Most took about two to three pieces of takoyaki, savoring the robust flavor of the treat. As for the others, they were happily munching on the sweet and crisp caramel apple.

After a few minutes of hesitation, the twins decided to let go of their lingering doubts and choose one each. Zelda chose to take a takoyaki just to savor the taste as she was still full. Dietrich, on the other hand, picked a caramel apple to satiate his sweet tooth.

Everyone seemed to be enjoying the snack, chatting with each other to pass the time. Slowly, the plates of takoyaki and caramel apples are diminishing, and so far, no incidents are happening. The twins were about to sigh in relief at the respite when...

"Khoff... khoff..." Bianca coughed after swallowing a takoyaki, a fist covering her mouth.

"Are you alright? Here, have some water," Charlotte gave a glass of water to the woman.

The blonde took the glass and drank a gulp, fully swallowing the takoyaki. However, the numbing sensation in her mouth hadn't left. Her face was slightly flushed as a few sweats littered her face. And it seems that she wasn't the only one experiencing the same fate.

One by one, some of their friends were coughing after taking a bite of the takoyaki. Kartis turned his head away from the others, hiding the cough in his fist. After, he too, drank a glass of water. Mikhail, on the other hand, froze upon putting the takoyaki inside his mouth. He hadn't moved since and just silently glared at his younger cousin who looked at him innocently.

The Selkena siblings weren't faring well either — after Nine took a bite of the takoyaki, he also coughed, his entire face slowly becoming tomato. Solphi, on the other hand, tried not to let a sound, but her face scrunched up and she frequently drank her juice.

Zelda's face bloomed red, feeling the numbing spice in her tongue and whole mouth. What's even worse is that she can't spit out the takoyaki and painstakingly chew the treat before completely swallowing. Instantly grabbing her iced tea, she took big gulps to cool off her entire mouth.

"This one is super spicy, isn't it?" Aslan commented, hiding his discomfort by chuckling. But, he also, coughed a bit, face turning hot.

Rosanna grunted, a crease appearing in between her brows. She took half a bite of the treat and didn't finish the remaining half. "And here I thought nothing was going to happen."

"Teehee~" [Y/n] only stuck her tongue out playfully.

"Bleh! What luck," After taking a large bite of her treat, Baretta instantly tasted the sharpness of the white onion hiding beneath the layer of caramel.

Soon, one by one, the others also took a bite of their sussy caramel 'apple'. Dhurahan flinched when his teeth brushed against the layer of the onion, its natural smell covered by the sweetness of the caramel. He pursed his lips, looking at the young girls who only offered him a sweet and innocent smile.

Mei Ling, as well, noticed that she was not eating an apple after taking a bite of it. As a layer of onion was already in her mouth, she had to excuse herself to puke out the content. As for Olivia, she scrapped the caramel off and saw the onion underneath. Then, the silverette began to consume the sweet caramel while the onion sat in the middle of her plate.

However, the only person who was very unfortunate was Dietrich. Since he wasn't expecting bad to happen this late, he took big bites of the caramel onion. And oh boy, he immediately regretted his decision to be a glutton. With his cheeks puffed up from the bite and his tongue moving the onion inside his mouth, all he could do was glare at his younger sister with glassy hues.

【Prank #7: Give someone a spicy takoyaki & caramel onion】

→ Success! ←

A certain pinkette woke up from his nap upon hearing the soft ringing of his alarm and its vibration against the mattress. Joshua turned off the alarm he set and stretched his limbs. Although he was still tired from his voice-acting session in the morning, he forced himself to fully wake as he now needed to film the content for the game.

After a half-hearted fix of his outfit and hair, the young adult exited the lounge and proceeded towards the dressing room and get ready for his part in the film. The walk down the halls was quiet, and he was glad that it was, considering the multitudes of conversations that talk about one subject: [Y/n].

One reason why Joshua was not looking forward to going to work today was that it was April 1st. And considering a certain [h/c]-haired female being his co-worker in this company, he knew that she would go all in trying to prank everyone and just be a menace in general.

Fortunately for him, he wasn't here most of the morning, so he missed many of her potential pranks...

Or so he thought.

"Oh my, you too?"

Upon opening the door to the dressing room, the man was greeted with a peculiar sight. Inside the room were a couple of his co-actors being wiped by the staff. Inside were Fram, Helena, Ricardo, and Nine being attended by the make-up staff. On one side of the room were the infamous [Y/n] and her younger cousin. Both were kneeling on the floor with their arms up. Rouin was sitting on a chair beside them, writing in his notebook while monitoring the girls.

Confusion washed over his face, his fatigue disappearing completely. As he took a step into the room, he noticed that some of his friends had something on their faces.

"Melissa, can you please help Joshua wipe his face?" Aurea called while she was busy attending Nine.

"On it!" the mentioned woman took a pack of baby wipes before hurrying over to the pink-haired actor.

"Wait... What's happening exactly?" Joshua rubbed his temple, a crease in between his eyebrows.

However, instead of an explanation, he was given a mirror. Upon receiving the item and hovering it in front of his face his eyes widen a bit in surprise. On his fair skin were words and drawings written using a pink marker. He used his finger to touch the mark and as expected, it didn't wipe off immediately.

He sighed. "Really now...?"

"Well, at least it can be removed in a few minutes," Aurea chuckled, trying to reassure him.

"Welcome to the club, Joshua!" Fram beamed.

"Yeah, you will get free face cleansing," Ricardo added, snickering at his joke.

"This is the second time I fell for her prank," the raven-haired boy pouted.

Helena exhaled, and the corner of her lips turned upward. "Well, this is not good news for the two."

"See that, you two? Now you must wait until Joshua's face is clean before your punishment ends."

"Eeeh...?"

"Tch..."

At that, Joshua glanced at Cannae and [Y/n] who were being punished for their misdeeds. The [h/c]-haired female only pouted, staring at her fellow friends being cleaned by the staff. And despite the prank that was pulled on him, Joshua can't help but smirk at [Y/n]'s situation.

Maybe being pranked like this wasn't that bad, after all.

【Prank #8: Draw on someone's face with a marker】

→ Success! Kinda... ←

"Ian, I like you..." [Y/n] said, her face expressionless.

The black-haired adult blinked a few times before he smiled and tilted his head. "I like you too."

However, the girl frowned at his words. "No. I mean—"

"I know. This is a prank, isn't it?"

[Y/n] was left baffled by Ian's claim. His narrowed golden hues bore into her, the smirk on his lips never leaving. He has the look that says he knows what she is planning and that nothing will go past him. And no matter what excuses the young girl has in store, Ian will still be the one breaking her off her acting.

Soon, the girl frowned. "Tch. You're no fun."

Ian just chuckled, patting her head. "Happy April Fools to you as well, [Y/n]."

After that complete defeat with Ian, the girl roamed around the halls in search of her next victim. Her eyes scanned the halls and luckily for her, a certain toothpaste-haired man had just rounded the corner. A smirk appeared on her lips as she sprinted towards him.

"Charles~"

"Ugh... What is it now?" the man groaned, not in the mood to deal with her antics.

Despite his attitude, [Y/n] completely ignored it and instead acted coy. "I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" he raised a brow, a bit hesitant to hear what she had to say.

"I..." she pursed her lips, brows creased together while shyly glancing at him. "I...like you."

This confession caught him off-guard. He had a slight blush on his shocked face. "Excuse me?"

Despite his reaction, [Y/n] refused to break her acting yet. Instead, she fidgeted in her place. "Mhm."

It took Charles a few moments to snap out of his shock, his brain not comprehending the words that came out from this child. And as soon as he composed himself, he crossed his arms and had a look of annoyance. Raising his hand, he then flicked her forehead out of the blue, receiving a surprised yelp from the girl.

"Don't think that you can fool me, child. I know your schemes and I know that you've been pranking everyone since earlier since it's April Fools," he reprimanded, sighing. "And don't do this again."

"Tch," placing a hand on her throbbing forehead, the young girl decided to leave the man alone.

She walked around a bit more, spotting a certain raven-haired shorty just a few feet away. Instantly, her face lit up, jogging toward where he was.

"Bran~don~"

"Go away."

"Ah! Wait!"

And just like that, [Y/n] had to chase the man down and ended up losing him in the process. At the three consecutive fails, the young girl still pushed through with her prank. In her list, she had to find Biryu, Krom, Raligon, Waltz, Axel, and Schneider.

She found Biryu next, and although she did her best to be convincing with her confession, Biryu nonchalantly turned her down. Either he caught on to her schemes or was genuine with his words, she didn't know. Next, she found Waltz. Unlike the others, when she confessed, Waltz was blooming red and was a stuttering mess. However, he quickly regained his composure and hesitantly asked if it was a prank, which she ultimately admitted that it was.

Then, she chanced upon Axel while in the garden. As it was the perfect place and moment for a confession, she then did. Axel, of course, blushed at the sudden confession but instantly caught on to her schemes. And like Ian, he, too, pacified the girl while she was sulking about her pranks failing.

After returning inside the building, she spotted Krom making his way to the lounge. She had hoped that he would fall for the bait and when she did confess, she was surprised that he did. Although, he immediately dismissed her confession and it turned into a mild reprimand and lecture that she had to tell him that it was just a joke.

And just her luck, after meeting with the blue-haired adult, [Y/n] encountered Raligon on the way. Unlike Brandon, Raligon seems to be innocent enough to fall for her schemes, or at the very least, humor her. Though, the girl had hoped that he would believe her words. It's not like it's a lie — she does like him, just like everyone else. But, despite her hopes, Raligon crushed it. It was like she was dealing with Ian all over again, but she couldn't even get mad at the redhead due to his innocent and cheerful attitude. And that's why he had to pacify her when she sulked.

Last but not least, Schneider. Although he is the perfect candidate for such a prank, [Y/n] had to pull back a bit with this one. After spotting the boy and doing her perfect confession, Schneider instantly took her words literally and she panicked that he might be falling too deep into it. So after his flustered state and stuttering mess, she had to come clean that it was indeed just a prank.

【Prank #9: Fluster someone with a sudden confession】

→ Success...? ←

"Great job, everyone!" the director shouted. "Let's take a break!"

The actors left the set after the last take. Despite finishing her part to film earlier, [Y/n] decided to stay and watch the filming on set. She had a plate full of cookies and a tray of cold water for her friends. As soon as they walked to the benches, she offered them the cookies and water.

Everyone thanked her for it, completely forgetting if she tampered with it or just ignored it altogether. It's been a long day and worrying about the girl's schemes is low on their priority list. So, without any second doubt, they each took a cookie and drank a sip of the water.

"I'm not very good at baking but I hope these will give you the sugar that you need," [Y/n] said, smiling innocently with her eyes closed.

Her friends sweatdropped after taking a bite, tasting the tinge of saltiness in the cookies. Since they didn't know if she genuinely made it for them out of her goodwill or was another of her pranks, they decided not to speak out their thoughts. Instead, they turned to the water and took a sip for every bite. Yet again, their tastebuds were filled with something unexpected — the sourness of lemon.

Whilst the actors were busy munching on the cookies and drinking the sour water with conflicted expressions, [Y/n] watched everything unfold. Her half-lidded [e/c] hues contained a mix of pleasure and ego — a menacing look indeed.

"Happy April Fools, everyone~"

【Prank #10: Give someone a salty cookie & lemon water】

→ Success! ←

#fanfiction #fanfic #alternate universe #oneshot #reader insert #x reader #one shot #fluff #lord of heroes #female reader #moments in archive #loh

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the 3 most important flavors: spicy, sweet and meimei

#Xicheng #Lan Xichen #Jiang Cheng #MDZS #Mo Dao Zu Shi #魔道祖师 #decided to convert my twin prides catch fishies for jie pic into charm designs haha #just have the other half of the twin bros left to do up and i'll send them off for print

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beels-burger-babe · 3 years

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All is Fair in Dice and War

***Soooo, @bagelsinatoaster I love this request. However, you didn't specify which board game and as I am a huge nerd I decided to take some creative liberties and combine this with another idea I've been meaning to write which is: MC introducing the demon bros to Dungeons and Dragons. I certainly had fun with this and I hope you like it!*** Summary: Leviathan's world is flipped upside down when MC tells him there is a game that basically allows him to be the Lord of Shadows in real life!! He demands that his brothers join him as MC introduces them all to the chaotic shit show that is Dungeons & Dragons. For once, it was a peaceful day in the House of Lamentation. Lucifer was lounging in the living room with a cursed record playing softly in the background. For once, Satan had willingly joined him and was sitting by the fireplace, thumbing through a book on the human world. Belphie had been passed out on the couch when he arrived and was still laying there with an impressive puddle of drool collecting near his mouth. Even Asmodeus and Beel had joined in, with Asmodeus gently humming to himself as he painted his nails and Beelzebub happily munching on a snack as he enjoyed the sight of his family getting along. Yes. It was perfectly quiet and peaceful, and Lucifer didn't even have any traces of his regular migraine. But of course, nothing good lasts forever. Everyone jumped as the door slammed open and a wide-eyed Leviathan dragged you into the room. The two you very closely followed by Mammon loudly complaining. "Oi! You're gonna hurt them! Cut it out, Levi!" Lucifer sighed and closed his eyes, momentarily mourning the peace that he had just barely begun to enjoy, and closed his book. "Leviathan, let MC go. What are you freaking out about this time?" Lucifer regretted asking the moment the words left his mouth. Levi looked at it with the expression he only ever got when his limited edition Ruri-Chan merch arrived; his eyes were wide and glittering with excitement while his face bore a grin so large that Lucifer was surprised it didn't rip his skin. The third-born was practically vibrating as he let go of your wrist and pushed you forward. "Tell them! Tell them about the game!"

You laughed at Levi's excitement and casually rubbed your wrist. "I was just telling Leviathan about a game that we play in the human world called Dungeons and Dragons-" "You get to make a fantasy world that everyone plays in, and everyone makes characters. You can be a wizard and cast spells against a huge monster! Or a war hero fighter that has been betrayed by his brother! Or a noble knight who is looking for his lost kingdom! And the best part is that it's real!" Levi interrupted, nearly jumping in place as stars danced in his eyes. You put your hands out towards him to try and calm him a bit. "Well, not entirely real. It is played in person, but it's a role play tabletop game, meaning it mostly relies on the players' imagination. That is unless you have thousands of dollars to spend on 3D maps and figurines of your characters." Levi's eyes grew even wider, if possible, as he started shaking his hands up and down. "I CAN HAVE A FIGURINE OF A CHARACTER THAT I MADE?! GAAAAAAAAAHH!" A pillow flew across the room and hit Levi square in the face as a now awake Belphegor glared at him. "Will. You. Shut. Up?" the Avatar of Sloth hissed as a dark dangerous aura grew around him. Beel gently patted his twin's head in hopes of calming him. Leviathan pouted as he noticed no one else seemed to be getting excited about it. "C-Come on guys! This isn't even a video game! It's a thing that we can all do together and personalize it to be something that everyone will like. It'll be fun! Right MC?" You nodded as you gently tossed Belphie's pillow back over to him. "Yeah. I love D&D. I played it all the time in the human world. There's action, suspense, and even romance if you really wanted it," a couple of the brothers perked up at that. "I could put together a one-shot for you guys to try it out if you'd like? I'll help you make your characters, and we can all get together for an evening and play it sometime in a couple weeks." The room went quiet as everyone thought it over. Most of them had no interest in the game itself, but if it was organized by you... "I'm in," Beel decided with a nod. "I think it will be fun. All of us trying something new; it could be neat." Satan casually flipped a page in his book, "The creative aspect of it is definitely appealing. We'd be the masters of our own fate, and that most certainly piques my interest." Asmodeus smirked as he put the cap on his nail polish. "And you said it could be whatever we want? My, one might say that this game could help our wildest fantasies come true~" he made sure to wink at you as he giggled. Belphie, who had only just got back his pillow, scrunched up his face in disgust and launched it at Asmo. "Don't make this weird Asmo," he looked over at you and shrugged, "So long as you do all the work in putting together the character thing, sure. Why not?" Mammon looked over at you from the corner of his eye. "Ya mean to tell me, that you can make it so I'm some awesome, rich, and powerful prince?" Asmo scoffed as he pushed the pillow off his lap. "Please Mammon, even the world of make-believe has its limitations." Mammon blushed as he growled at his brother. You just chuckled and teasingly elbowed his side. "Don't listen to him, Mammon. There is a set amount of how much money you start out with depending on your class and background, but I'm sure we can find something that will make you happy." The second-born blushed even more as he grumbled quietly under his breath. Lucifer tilted his head in thought. "I suppose that if everyone else is playing, naturally I must as well," he stood and began to make his way to his office. "I look forward to seeing what you come up with MC." The next two weeks were spent planning and carefully figuring out the details of the one-shot and the characters that everyone was going to play. Levi was, of course, the first one who came to you to build his character. The two of you spent hours going through the Player's Handbook and sourcebooks to find the perfect build to recreate the Lord of Shadows. In the end, you put

together a human fighter that you gave a couple magic items to make Levi's vision really come to life. It seemed basic, but for the Lord of Shadows, it was perfect. The moment the two of you finished, Levi dove to his computer and ordered a custom-made mini that looked exactly like his character. Satan was genuinely interested in the game, especially after he learned about all the lore and rules behind the different classes and races. You had just been chilling in your room one day when the door burst open. Satan stood there with wide eyes holding a copy of Volo's Guide to Monsters. "MC, why didn't you tell me there are cat people?!" You chuckled, knowing exactly where this was going. "They're called tabaxi, but yeah, they're basically cat people. Would you like to play as one?" He scoffed and snapped the book shut. "Is that even a question? Of course, I'm playing as one." After some discussion and bouncing back and forth between classes a couple of times, Satan settled on a tabaxi druid; that way he not only looked like a cat, but he could speak to them as well. After a few days of you spending time with his brothers focusing on getting their characters ready, Mammon came to you wanting the coolest, most epic character ever. At first, it was clear that he wasn't fully invested in the process, but as he saw the customizable options and all the cool stuff that his character could have, you got his attention. You ended up designing a golden teifling rogue (you tried to tell Mammon that teifling usually wasn't yellow, but he gave you such a sad look that you couldn't say no) that was decked out with piercings and gems all over its horns and tail. He tried to act like he wasn't that excited about it, but one day during class you caught him doodling what looked like a stick figure version of the character on his sheet with a big smile on his face. Asmodeus came in shortly after Mammon finished,

insisting on having the most charming and beautiful character there was. You tapped your chin at the request. "I mean, stereotypically bards are extremely charming and...well seductive...almost too seductive. But that's only thei-" Asmo had hearts in his eyes before you could even finish. "That's what I want to be!" You sighed and made a mental note not to include any dragons in the session as you marked Asmo down to be an elven bard and helped him create his character sheet. You hadn't heard anything from Lucifer for nearly that entire first week, until one day as you were lounging in the living room, he walked in holding a stack of resource books. "Ah, MC. I've been looking for you. I wanted to inform you that I will be playing a half-elf multiclassing as a paladin and hex-blade warlock." You blinked at him as he put all the books down in front of you. "O-Oh. Would you like help putting together your character sheet?" He just grinned and began to make his way out of the room once more. "I've already done it. I must admit that this was quite a bit more interesting than I thought it would be," and with that he was gone, leaving you to try and figure out what had just happened. With only a few days left until the one-shot, you had to go find the twins and get them to make their characters. Beel apologized like crazy for you having to track him in down in order to get his character made. The poor guy was in the middle of peak Fangol season and had completely forgotten. Once the two of you sat down in the kitchen with an empty character sheet in one hand and snacks in the other, Beel gave you his full attention. He put a lot of thought in his character and wanted to make it really good since he appreciated that you were doing something that they could all do as a family. He bashfully decided to play a halfling. Not only did the little creatures share his love for food, but he thought it would be neat to try being small for once. His class was also a surprise. After carefully flipping through all of the class options, he had eventually settled on a cleric. "They're the healers, right? This way I can help the others if someone gets hurt." You gave him a huge hug then and there. Belphegore, on the other hand, was not so easy to work with. "Belphie, come on. Just flip through the book and choose something!" He groaned into his pillow and rolled onto his side to glare at you. "I told you I would play if you did all the work for me. Me flipping through a book is work. It's not happening." After an entire hour of trying to get him to cooperate, you gave up. In retaliation you made his character a goblin barbarian, just to drive in the fact of how much of a brat he was acting like.

Finally, the day came for you all to play the one-shot, and much like you expected, it was complete and utter chaos. You had tried to maintain some structure and keep everyone on track, but it was hopeless. Levi and Satan were taking the game seriously and, Diavolo bless them, were the only reason their party was making any progress. Mammon was trying to pick-pocket every non-player character that they met while Asmo distracted them by flirting. This worked great for them until Mammon got caught and would've died from the resulting injuries if it wasn't for Beel. Speaking of Beel, the poor fella was trying his best to do well in the game but kept getting confused by all the rules and different stats and modifiers. Belphegor spent most of his time, trying to explain it to his twin, but in the end, Beel accidentally ate his dice and Belphie passed out on his shoulder. And then there was Lucifer. He had been mostly quiet the entire game. Surprisingly, he let Levi and Satan take the charge in any investigations and puzzle-based interactions, but he did so with a smirk. You had a funny feeling in your stomach that he was up to something, and you were right. It was the final boss. Satan and Levi were on the edge of their seats, having worked so hard to get the party to this point. You smiled, knowing that one of the best parts of D&D was finally taking down the big bad. In this case, you had prepared a beholder for them to fight. It would be no easy task. The fight should have required them to work together in an epic battle of wits, magic and melee attacks. Only, when everyone rolled initiative, Lucifer went first. The eldest smiled as his eyes sparked menacingly. "For my bonus action, I'd like to use my hex blade's curse on it, which allows me to add my plus four proficiency bonus to all damage, and makes any rolls of nineteen or twenty critical hits. I will then use my long sword with divine smite at third level to attack him and attack him again using my extra attack," barely giving you time to process what he said, Lucifer rolled his dice twice. "And that would be a nineteen and a natural twenty, meaning they're both criticals due to the curse. That should hit, yes?" "Wha-" You could only watch as Lucifer, now with twice the amount of damage due to his critical rolls pulled out a disgusting number of dice and rolled them all. And of course, with his luck, they all rolled high. "So that's 90 points of damage plus the extra damage from the curse and the bonus from my duelist ability per attack, brings this 102 points," he smugly perched his chin on top of his hands as the table gaped at him. You gulped and looked down at the beholder's character sheet, "Y-You just took o-over half of his hit points in one round..." His grin widened at the information, "What, like it's hard?" You never got the chance to finish the game, as Satan burst into his demon form and pounced on Lucifer, the eldest laughing like a mad man, while Levi tore up his character sheet in a fit of jealous rage. Levi never asked to play with everyone again after that. ***This was just so self-indulgent and I just- I loved it. It combined two of my favourite things and I have never been happier. This was more crack than fluff, but either way, it was fun and I hope you nerds out there enjoyed it 🥰 Thanks again for the request @bagelsinatoaster!*** Taglist: @mimik248 @roseytoesy @ester-is-here

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sunflowerim · 3 years

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I LOVE YOU 3000!

-PART 40

Weekend 7

Harry reached sharply at 8 and was warmly greeted by Lux who couldn't stop smiling. Theo was playing with Cliff and upon seeing Harry, both of them ran to him at once.

"Will Cliff be joining us?" Harry asked, scratching Clifford behind the ears.

"No," replied Theo sadly, "he is not allowed, so we're dropping him at the dog sitters place."

"Aww Cliffy we'll miss you,'' Harry patted Clifford before looking around for Louis.

Louis emerged right then from the room wearing an unbuttoned sap green shirt over a plain white tee, sunglasses hooked in the t-shirt, chocolate brown fringe falling over his eyes. He looked beautiful.

Louis caught him staring but was awestruck himself to do anything about it. Harry stood in front of him wearing a pink shirt with white polka dots, buttons half undone (as always) and sunglasses atop his head, tangled in his curls.

They stared at each other without even moving a muscle when Theo and Lux started aggressively tugging Louis, breaking the moment.

"C'mon uncle Lou, let's goooooo."

"We're getting LATE!"

Within fifteen minutes, all of them were seated in Louis' car driving to the dog sitters house. The car speaker was playing 'Do you wanna build a snowman' on Theo's insistence and after dropping Clifford, they were driving off to the wonders that awaited them.

Harry waited with the kids as Louis went ahead to buy the tickets. Once they got the tickets, they stood with a group and a tour guide greeted them.

"Hello and welcome to the Warner Bros Studios- the making of Harry Potter. I'm gonna walk you through the sets and--"

Harry was distracted by Louis practically bobbing with excitement next to him. Soon the guide led them into the studio and they stood in a wide hall, at the centre of which a statue of the Gringott's dragon was suspended.

People around them were buzzing around and clicking pictures. Even Louis took out his phone and with great concentration took a picture if the dragon. From there, they were led to a set up of the inside of privet drive and the cupboard under the stairs.

"Oh my god, Theo look Harry's room," Lux pulled Theo out of the crowd to show him what she'd seen.

Next they went inside the great hall where and it was magnificent. Harry had seen the Harry Potter movies, but wasn't that deeply invested in them. But Louis. Let's just say Harry had come to visit the place with three kids and not two. Louis couldn't contain his excitement at all. He took in everything with eager eyes, took pictures randomly and every now and then Harry could hear him murmur "wish I was a wizard."

Slowly they walked through a lot more sets each as exciting as the last one. From the Gryffindor common room, boys dorm, Hagrid's hut, potions & herbology classroom, leaky cauldron, to the various shops of Diagon Alley, each captured the attention of the crowd and made everyone's jaw drop. They had a difficult time in the forbidden forest, where huge spiders kept appearing every now and then, scaring Theo and Lux, and Louis had to keep explaining that those weren't real.

There was a particular emotional moment when Louis was brought to tears by a stuffed werewolf because it reminded him of Remus Lupin. Both Lux and Theo, along with Harry had to console him afterwards. He had barely recovered when they were faced with a abstract statue of Sirius Black and Louis was sad again.

Soon it was time for lunch and they found some nice seats in the in-studio restaurant and ate to their fullest. Louis and Harry even tried butterbeer and Louis declared this should be available at all regular clubs too.

After lunch, they were led towards the Hogwarts Express and Harry took pictures of Lux, Theo and Louis one by one in front of the 9¾ platform. In another section, tourists could dress up in Hogwarts robes and sit on a broomstick and record videos and of course all three of them did.

All of them were amazed at the props section. Each and every prop used in the movies was placed in glass boxes and they looked so realistic, it'd make one think that they were actually in the wizarding world.

Walking around the wizarding world set up they didn't even notice the time and soon it was almost evening.

The tour was almost over and their last stop was the merch shop. Upon entering the merch shop, nobody moved for a few seconds. They were taken aback by the variety of items that had been stacked up for sale. Louis bought Lux and Theo a wand each and they couldn't stop waving it around even for a second. He himself wanted to buy a Gryffindor quidditch costume, which earned a tease from Harry,

"Fancy seeing you go to work in these."

"Don't be silly Harry, it's for Halloween."

At the end he settled for a Gryffindor t-shirt and bought robes for the twins instead. Hufflepuff for Theo and Gryffindor for Lux.

Louis even made Harry take the Sorting Hat quiz right there, so he could buy him something. Hufflepuff.

"Yay, Harry you're with me," said Theo running to hug him.

Harry wouldn't buy a robe so Louis got him a t-shirt too.

They also bought a Hogwarts poster for the twins' bedroom at Louis' (because their mum wouldn't let them put up so many posters in the room in their own house and well Louis is the cool uncle so he'll obviously buy it for them).

On their way out they bought loads of chocolates and in his excitement, Louis didn't notice that Harry was lingering a little longer at the payment desk.

It was a wholesome day and it left them exhausted but happy.

After exiting the studio, Louis drove them to his favourite restaurant for dinner. The twins were staying with them tonight and had insisted Harry stay back too. Harry readily agreed and Louis was the happiest.

Theo had fallen asleep in Harry's lap and Lux in Louis' and the two of them slowly climbed the stairs to the apartment carrying the kids in their arms.

After reaching the apartment, Louis woke them up for a while to brush their teeth while Harry got them ready for bed. As Harry and Louis tucked them in their bed, they both said their goodnights in sleepy murmurs.

Harry was feeling tired too and went to the guest room (which had begun to look like his room) after wishing Louis goodnight.

As Harry settled in the bed, he took out his phone, deciding to post some pictures.

As he finished posting some pictures, he noticed that Louis had put up some stories on Instagram too. He was amused by the excitement which was radiating off of Louis' stories. He really was a kid at heart.

Harry was about to keep his phone down and go to sleep when he noticed that Louis had posted a picture. He quickly scrolled up and when he saw what Louis had posted, his breath hitched.

Harry will never know what possessed him at that moment that he jumped out of bed and pulled the blue wrapped packet from under the bed, deciding to go to Louis' room at once. He grabbed a clean t-shirt (which belonged to Louis) from the bedside drawer and at once made his way across to Louis' door. Clutching the packet tightly in one hand, he softly knocked.

Harry waited for about 2 seconds before the door was opened by Louis, still shirtless.

"What happened Harry? Did you need something?" Louis asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

"No, --um yeah, I mean- I wanted to give you something," Harry replied waving the packet slightly.

"Oh come in."

They made their way to the bed when Louis seemed to remember he wasn't wearing a shirt and quickly dived into the drawers for one. Harry's brows furrowed in frustration when he saw Louis putting on a black tank top and coming over to sit next to him.

"What did you get me?"

"See for yourself," Harry said handing the packet to Louis.

"You didn't have to," Louis continued, carefully opening the packet, "When did you even--"

Louis paused midway, opening the box in the packet, gaping at the content inside. "Harry, you-- I-- you- thanks wow, I mean- how did you-", he tried forming a coherent sentence while picking up the carved wooden wand from the box.

Harry chuckled quietly, "I saw how intently you were learning the wand choreography. It's only fair that you have one too."

Louis flung himself on Harry, knocking the breath out of his lungs, "thank you so much, I love this."

Harry hugged him back tightly, trying to steal as much warmth as he could before he had to let go.

Louis let go after a few seconds, face flushed and went back to examining the wand. Harry watched Louis' eyes sparkle as he held out his wand and tried out some moves. Louis couldn't stopped smiling and that made Harry's insides flutter.

After a while, Harry decided it best to leave, "So I'll leave you to your devices. Goodnight."

Harry got up to leave but was stopped by Louis tugging the hem of his t-shirt.

"You could stay if you want," Louis said, ducking his head down.

"Here?" Harry asked, unsure, not letting his hopes get the better of him.

"Here," Louis replied looking up, holding Harry's gaze.

"Um okay."

Harry sat back on the bed as Louis shifted around to remove his clothes from the bed. Harry moved back in the bed and leaned against the headboard. Louis joined him soon and for a few moments both were quiet, not knowing what to say. The silence wasn't uncomfortable though.

Louis had kept the windows open which let in the cool summer breeze and Harry felt at peace listening to the sound of crickets with Louis beside him.

Louis started first-

"I saw that you posted a picture of me from your main."

"Yes."

"Wouldn't that be a problem?"

"Why? I can hang out with my friends."

Friends

Harry quickly tried to correct himself after seeing the look on Louis' face, "Not that I consider you one-- I mean-- yes I do, but not in that way, you know-- I mean-"

"It's okay Harry. I know," Louis replied, relaxing once again and slowly sliding down the bed, lying flat on his back.

Harry watched him as the moonlight settled on the curves of his face, and watched as his eyelids fluttered slowly, the moonlight dancing in the shadows of his eyelashes.

Harry tangled his fingers with Louis' half afraid that Louis would remove his hand but Louis just tightened the grip.

"Thanks for today," Harry hummed so slowly, that Louis missed him.

"Hmm?"

"Thanks for today," Harry said, a little louder this time, "for everything actually."

Louis craned his neck upward to look at Harry's face and said, "Someone's being sappy today."

Harry smiled and slid down himself, propped himself on his left elbow, head resting on his hand and looked down at Louis. "Well you make me one."

"You make me one too."

If Harry could choose one moment to relive over and over again, it would probably be this, him lying beside Louis, their fingers intertwined and his face hovering inches above Louis'.

They gazed at each and even in the dim moonlight that had filtered in the room, they could see every inch of each others face clearly and suddenly without a warning Harry leaned in and kissed Louis.

Louis' brain short circuited and he froze for a second before giving in. Harry astounded by his own courage didn't waste time in climbing on top of Louis and taking his breath away.

Harry could feel the butterfly convention in his stomach going feral.

Louis let out a nervous laugh when they stopped to catch their breaths. Harry's curls were all over his face and Louis brought his hand up tuck the wild curls behind his ears.

"Harry are you sure?" he managed between ragged breaths.

"Yes," Harry replied, his voice strained.

"But-" Louis stopped, not knowing how to say it.

"Oh god," Harry groaned, "you're gonna make me say it aren't you? Yes Louis Tomlinson, I want this, if it wasn't clear enough. Just that-" he paused, "you're the first-"

"-bloke you're snogging?" Louis completed with an all knowing smile.

"I would have framed it better, but I guess that works too."

With that Harry closed the gap between them again, hands fiddling with the fabric of Louis' shirt which he managed to pull off in a few minutes.

"Shouldn't have put it on," Harry murmured in between their kisses.

Louis tangled his hands in Harry's hair and tugged at it in response.

"I love seeing you in my shirt," Louis said, rolling them over, settling on top of Harry, legs straddling Harry's hips, "but right now, I'd like for it to disappear."

Louis grabbed his wand from the bedside table and pointing it down at Harry, said "Evanesco!"

Harry watched in amusement as the boy above him, held a wand out and incanted a vanishing spell in the middle of a heated moment. Trust Louis to be dramatic. Louis' eyes glistened in the dim light and Harry obliged instantly. Louis leaned in on Harry and they got into their rhythm again, slowly discovering every inch of each other's skin, neither willing to let go.

When Harry woke next morning, he pleased to find himself on top of Louis' chest, listening to his heartbeat and feeling the rhythmic rise and fall of Louis' belly underneath his hand. He slowly got up, careful not to wake Louis up and got off the bed, planting a kiss on Louis' forehead and made for the bathroom. He quickly freshened up, and returned to the room, to find Louis sitting up, with his back facing the window, sunlight slipping in through the curtains and illuminating his back. Louis smiled sleepily and beckoned Harry to come over. Harry started making his way over to him but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Stay here, don't move, I'll be back."

He dashed out of Louis' room and into the guest room and returned a minute later with his phone.

"Can I take a picture?"

"What?" Louis laughed in disbelief. "You can't be serious, I'm in my boxers."

"That won't matter. You look beautiful."

A slow blush spread across Louis' face and Harry took that as a cue to move forward. He stood at the end of the bed on Louis' right side and with great concentration took a picture.

"Let me have a look" Louis asked.

"Nuh, uh. You'll see when it's time."

Louis pouted his lips in faux sadness which earned a kiss from Harry.

"Now freshen up, the twins will be up anytime soon."

Inside the shower, Louis couldn't stop thinking about last night. He could feel a stupid grin spread on his face everytime he thought about Harry.

God. He might be in love.

Louis emerged into the drawing room and an amazing smell of pancakes wafted into his nose.

"Hey how'd you know?" Louis asked, making his way over to the kitchen and climbing on top of the kitchen counter.

"Huh? --oh this? Lux told me. Pancakes. Household favourite."

"You're spoiling them."

"You're one to talk," Harry raised an eyebrow at Louis and had to force his thoughts from wanting to kiss Harry again to the delicious pancakes being cooked.

The twins absolutely adored Harry and wouldn't let him leave even after breakfast. Lot's of negotiations and promises later, they finally agreed to let Harry leave. Louis walked him to the door and as Harry was leaving, he reached out and held his hand.

"Um, you do realise that we've watched 21 out of 22 movies and it's just week 7?"

"So what? If you thought you'll get rid of me after a few calculated weeks, you're wrong mister. I think we established that already."

"Yeah, I was just checking if it stands," Louis replied sheepishly.

"After yesterday, you don't have to worry," Harry said, moving closer and pressing a chaste kiss on Louis' lips.

And he was off.

Louis would have stood in the doorway for a little longer if the sound of giggles behind him didn't break his train of thoughts.

Lux and Theo were peering around from the couch and had apparently witnessed the display of affection.

"Are you going to marry him uncle Lou?" Theo asked, his expressions a mix of glee and confusion.

"No Theo, put your mind to rest," Louis ruffled Theo's hair.

"Do you love him? Like mommy and daddy?"

Louis smiled at that, "I don't know Lux, maybe ask Harry, next time you see him."

Lux beamed at that and soon Louis was getting the twins ready to be picked up by their mum.

Louis' sister actually stayed for an hour and they talked about all sorts if stuff, catching up on things they'd missed in each other's lives. Louis thought for a moment of he should tell her about Harry but then decided against it. It was too soon.

No sooner had all of them left, when Louis got a notification of a new post from Harry's private instagram. He quickly opened it and what he saw took his breath away again. Harry seemed to be doing that quite often.

Harry Styles was going to be the death of him.

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Note : first of all I'm so sorry for the late update, my college schedule is all packed up ugh -_- Secondly I've never been to Warner Bros Studios myself, so excuse the narration!

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hearteyes-for-killmonger · 4 years

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@eye-raq

Part 4

"E!" Ken mugged. Shawn was next to get popped, his fingers not even making it to the stew pot.

"Ah-sh," he hissed sucking his hurt fingers before shaking his hand out. "You hit me harder, that's sexist," he complained.

"I hit y'all the same you just a bitch," Erik fired back causing Shawn to raise his hands in a loose fight pose. Erik dropped the wooden spoon in the pot and raised his own hands, slapping the air as Shawn looked for his in, swinging his open palms in what became a slap boxing match where neither of them were really tryna hit each other.

"Y'all foolish," Ken snorted picking up the wooden spoon to scoop some of the stew and taste it. It was good enough for her to try and eat the whole pot alone. She tried to get another dip, but almost dropped the spoon when her name was yelled.

"KEN," Erik yelled. She looked up with wide eyes knowing she'd been caught. "That's unhygienic you eating out the serving spoon. Put that in the sink- BITCH," he grinned smacking Shawn on the side of the head as retribution for the loud slap on the back of the neck he just took. He backed up when Shawn swatted back at him.

"What y'all in here doing." Travis wandered in dragging his feet as he watched the two guys swat air and run from each other in the small space. He stood by Ken, crossing his arms as he leaned on the counter. "Five on Shawn."

"Ten on Erik," she muttered looking from face to face as attention went to her. "What?... He soft on Shawn, y'all know he don't even be fighting him like that," she shrugged waving toward Shawn who stood with his jaw dropped. "Damn," he whispered.

"Soft on you too," Travis muttered. She knew he meant for her to hear it, but she didn't know how to respond. "Nah but facts," Travis pointed a little more loudly. "That's why my money on Shawn cuz my ass the only one he be rough with."

"DAMN. Y'all really don't believe in me," Shawn half-whined, going ignored while Erik held up his palms ready for another round.

"Nah, yo crackhead ass," Ken chuckled. Shawn lunged forward at Erik ducking awkwardly before hopping backward and flinching. Travis lowered his face in secondhand embarrassment while Ken coughed, covering her laugh.

"I feel like if I put it out there that they never actually fight, they'll go harder and Erik might actually take the W," Ken explained quietly to Travis who nodded as the duo started back with the attempted slaps.

Erik balled his lips before swatting with his left hand. "Aye.. I gotta pop you one good time," he smirked, ready to lunge. He jumped forward reaching behind Shawn to pop his neck one time before jumping back and raising his arms in victory as Shawn's arms dropped in defeat. He stared at Erik with slitted eyes.

"Rematch nigga, that ain't count, " Shawn's hands waved dismissing the result. "Hell nah, one more. I'm high as shit this ain't even-"

"Crackhead," Ken teased.

"NIGGA I SMOKE WEED! FUCK YOU TALMBOUT," he whined as Travis pushed the money in Ken's palm. "Shid, y'all needa smoke some weed," he mumbled.

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Things finally seemed like they were back to normal, well at least for her friend group. They'd wilded for a minute, but were back to that homeostatic point where they were all cool. Thankfully.

Ken sat down in the class she shared with Travis and Erik and by the look in Travis' eye as he looked back at her, something was up. Erik wasn't there today. She stared him down until he looked her way again and he rolled his eyes standing from his seat to walk back to her. "You don't wanna know, Ken," he sighed. That made her even more interested in knowing what it was he was hiding. Her eyes yanked his for information and after looking around to make sure no one was paying attention, he bent to rest his palms on her desk. "Aight, but I ain't say shit. You ain't hear it from me. You know dude you went to went to dinner with.... the second time?"

"Twin nigga," she offered.

"That nigga."

She waited.

"... Dude been spreading shit."

"Shit," Ken cussed in a whisper rolling her eyes. "I knew it." She didn't know it, but at the same time.. she did. Erik was right, she thought though she wouldn't say it aloud.

"Nah that's not what I mean." Travis held his hand out level in encouragement for Ken to stay calm. He could see she'd misunderstood. "Not like STDs, he been spreading shit.. saying he hit..."

It took a second for Ken to get what he was saying to her, it seemed so far-fetched.

"He been what?"

She could feel a few classmates' eyes on her but in the moment she didn't care because she was ready to rage.

"Yeah.. he talkin mad shit on you. I mean, he ain't say nothing negative for real but he been doing a lotta this," his hand flapped to his thumb. Ken leaped to her feet, her wedges scooting toward the classroom door in a hurry but she was yanked back by her blouse collar.

"Heeell nah," she said slowly, ready to square up. The twins were somewhat skinny and unless they could really scrap, she was confident she could beat their asses one at a time. Even if they could fight.. she was ready to beat their asses one at a time for talking on her name. "They got me confused with some weak bitch," her head shook. Her fist balled.

"Nah, hold up.. You ain't finna box no niggas, that shit over with." Travis held her in place as she silently seethed, murder in her expression. "Chill," he mouthed trying to calm her.

"You think I won't whoop a nigga ass," Ken snapped in question, the faint whispers of "shit" and "daaamn" from her classmates in the background as they minded her business.

"Oh I know you will!... Young lady," Travis smirked trying to calm her with his hand moving from her collar to her shoulder instead. "But you ain't got to do allat when you got niggas like us. Let us handle this." He looked like he knew something else that Ken didn't know because there was a twinkle in his eye and she could see it in his face, but she decided to let her friends handle it rather than continue to press the issue. If they said they had her, then she'd believe them.

She looked to the hall and back to her friend who was holding her before nodding, "...Aight."

Travis led her back to her seat and went to his, sitting as though nothing was wrong as the class started. She was able to focus for most of the class and take her notes, but her mind floated every fifteen minutes or so to what Travis had up his sleeve. Where was Erik?

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Shawn pointed through the windshield from the parking lot as he sat passenger in Erik's car. Together they watched one of the twins as he walked along with his eyes deep in his phone. No words were needed, they hopped out of the car and walked up on him causing him to look up as Shawn looked around to check the surrounding area.

"We got a problem?" Shawn walked up to the twin's side, hands in his jacket pockets. Today he was sober.

"The fuck..," he muttered. He looked genuinely confused. "...Nah I ain't got a problem... You got a problem?" The twin eyed Shawn like he was slow, never ceasing his steps or changing his pace. He wasn't worried at all.

Erik stepped in front of him, reaching out so as to pause him, but not touch him before shrugging and rubbing his hands together civilly.

"Nah, we definitely have a problem. You fuckin with my girl, Ken, running your mouth like you want something bad to happen to you... It can."

"Who are you again," the twin asked, seemingly perplexed. Erik looked him over. This wasn't the one who'd called him out on his feelings for Ken, this was Trent, the one who'd left that night when Erik was scared a train would come through Ken's untrained pussy. They hadn't met.

"I'm the bodyguard that's all you need to know. Dead these rumors or something bad WILL happen to you and your bro, feel me?"

"That's what this is about?" Trent tossed his head back in humor before licking his lips. "Aight, I heard about you. You that confused nigga all up her ass... Wanna play brother, daddy, lover, but ain't give a damn about none that until like five minutes ago.. Damn," he chuckled assessing Erik and finding him humorous. Kenneth had given him the story based on what he'd picked up on. Kenneth and Ken were actually on good terms, Trent had only spread the rumor to piss off his brother in the spirit of brotherly competition. He didn't care one way or another about Kendra's prudent pussy or the nigga before him and his obsession. He nodded in relent, "..Aight bruh. That's your lil baby, I'll retract my lil rumors. I can admit when I did something shitty. I mean ain't shit already, it's not like I give a fuck. Don't nobody give a damn about those rumours. But aight." Stepping around Erik, he continued toward his class turning back to cup his hands around his mouth and yell, "ATTENTION MIT STUDENTS AND FALCULTY. DISREGARD THE DISRESPECTFUL RUMORS THAT HAVE BEEN CIRCULATING."

"Nigga, you started them," Shawn pointed in disbelief. Erik shook his head as he watched Trent's public announcement/disclaimer.

"I DID NOT HAVE SEXUAL RELATIONS CAMPUS QUEEN KENDRA. CAMPUS QUEEN KENDRA IS A VIRGIN."

Shawn winced at the word, glad Ken wasn't there to be embarrassed. Not that it was something to be ashamed of. He ain't mean it when he teased her about it.

"PSA! WE DID NOT FUCK. WE DO NOT PLAN ON FUCKING TODAY OR EVER. NOW LEAVE US BOTH THE FUCK ALONE."

Waving, he smirked and Erik watched him alongside Shawn as he walked away as smoothly as he'd come. Technically, he'd deaded the issue. He was loud as fuck.

"I still wanna beat his ass," Shawn mumbled under his breath, hands in his pockets. Erik was silent.

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ateenyy · 3 years

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help me breathe again - chapter 03

hmba masterlist

-third person pov-

-'' are thoughts-

asahi and suga were leaning against daichi's bedroom door, trying to eavesdrop. should they have been trying to? probably not. did they hear a girl crying and get simultaneously concerned and curious? yes they did. so the only logical thing to do was to eavesdrop.

-regular is asahi-

-italics are suga-

"dude what do you think's going on in there? did daichi scare her?"

"bro i couldn't begin to tell you. we have no idea what this girl is like. for all we know, she doesn't even want to be here."

"you're right. maybe he was trying to hard to make a good first impression when she just wants to be left alone."

"do you think it would be rude to ask him when he gets in here?"

"yeah i think so. we should just wait for him to talk to us about it."

the two proceeded to sit back down and take out their studying materials while discussing the lecture from class earlier.

-regular is daichi-

-italics are y/n-

"woah woah. hang on. backtrack. what do you mean, 'you don't seem to be anything like them?"

y/n froze. she had already gotten too comfortable here. she shouldn't have said that.

"oh no, it's nothing. please don't worry about it. i'll just go back to my room. goodnight," as she tried to turn around, daichi grabbed her gently by the wrist. y/n flinched and covered her face. while her parents never actually hit her, they threatened to. many times.

daichi quickly retreated. he didn't mean to frighten her.

"hey,' daichi said gently, 'i wasn't going to hit you. i just want to talk with you. i'm never going to hit you," he moved closer. y/n slowly removed her arms from her face, even more tears cascading down her cheeks.

"you...you're not?" it was almost as if you could hear daichi's heart breaking. he could feel tears welling up in his eyes the more he looked at the trembling teen.

'just what did she go through?'

daichi moved closer to her as she watched him. he gently pulled her into his arms in a strong embrace. he hoped it was strong enough to start holding the pieces of her together again.

as she hugged him back, she only cried harder.

kosuke watched the two teens from a distance, his heart breaking as well.

'i have to help her.'

about 30 minutes later, daichi finally walked into his room, eyes slightly red and puffy and shirt wet. asahi and suga jumped up to greet him. suga was the first to notice his appearance.

-regular is daichi-

-italics are suga-

-bold is asahi-

"woah. daichi are you okay? what happened?" although asahi and suga agreed not to ask, suga deemed it necessary at this point.

"something happened to her in the states. i don't know what, but it messed her up."

"how can you be so sure daichi?"

"she thought i was going to hit her when she didn't do anything."

asahi's eyes widened in shock, suga's jaw fell open.

"do...do you mean to say she was abused? by who?"

"i don't know. it's clear someone did something to her to make her think and react like that. she just cried on me for about a half an hour."

"do...do you think it was her parents?"

the boys looked at each other, "it's a possibility."

"dear god," suga sat down. then there was a knock on the door. daichi opened it to see his father standing there. kosuke motioned the boys to follow him.

-bold and italics are kosuke-

"i suppose you guys have your own thoughts by now, huh?"

the boys nodded.

"daichi you didn't do anything wrong. please don't think that you did. we didn't know. i didn't know."

"...how do we help? i can't just sit here and do nothing when it's clear something happened to her. she didn't deserve that. no one deserves that."

"as much as you're not going to want to hear this, i don't think you can do much right now. she doesn't know you. she probably won't tell you or your dad anything yet. the best you can do is try and build a relationship with her, without making her feel pressured."

everyone turned to look at asahi. asahi blinked.

"oh god was it something i said?"

kosuke chuckled, "actually yes. but it's because you're entirely correct. i didn't know you were an aspiring psychologist, azumane."

"i actually called you boys in here because i have to leave. i've been called into work. i'm telling y/n next. azumane, sugawara, you two are welcome to spend the night. oh also, for dinner try making something american. y/n isn't well versed in japanese culture at all. i guess her mom didn't teach her anything."

kosuke got up and said one last thing to the trio, "and please, be careful with your words around her."

it was now about an hour and a half later. in her room, y/n sat still mulling over what happened with daichi.

'what if he hates me now? i got tears all over his shirt. oh god oh god oh god. what do i do? what can i do to make it up to him?'

the girl glanced at her brand new phone. her friends in america had been saving and pooling their money together to get her one. after all, they couldn't let their friend leave them without some way to contact them, now could they?

y/n smiled at the memory, they gave it to her at the airport. and then they told her that her phone payment was going to be taken care of every month by the twins' parents.

she focused again, the time was 6:26pm.

'maybe i'll make them dinner. i'd be making dinner right about now anyways back home.'

she scowled at the thought of calling that place home. y/n got up and made her way to the kitchen, although you wouldn't know that unless you saw her.

as she approached the kitchen, she realized that she didn't know how to make japanese food. nor did she know what daichi and his guests liked.

'oh no.'

y/n could feel the panic starting to bubble in her stomach, the tears pricking her eyes.

'how am i supposed to make it up to him when i don't even know anything about him? god, y/n. you really are just a walking mistake. i can't even text kosuke because he's at work.'

she paused, he did say to text him if she needed absolutely anything.

'but what if he didn't mean while he was at work? i don't want to make him upset.'

she stopped shaking for a moment, and looking up what time is was back home. her heart dropped to her stomach.

'they're 15 hours behind me. they wouldn't be awake. what am i going to do?'

y/n nearly jumped out of her skin at the vibration of a text message. it was ellie.

ellie:

hey y/n! how are you holding up?

y/n:

hi ellie. i'm okay. what are you doing awake? it's super late there

ellie:

haha yeah it is

but my y/n senses were tingling

are you sure you're okay?

y/n:

what do you mean y/n senses?

ellie:

idk i feel like i can sense when your stress levels are spiking

spooky, right?

y/n:

that's one way to put it

but you're right

i'm really stressing out

ellie:

why is that?

y/n:

is it too late to facetime?

ellie:

never for you

story word count: 1248

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Jason pov

*Phone messages *

Justin: Is this Jason Mccan ?"

Me: I wish I wasn't, and I wish I wasn't texting you right now"

Justin: Come on, let the past behind bro. The reason I texted you is that I'm in Canada with my wife for a while and I wanted to see you. Our parents want to see you too of course. Tonight at 8 P.M, don't be late

Me: Pff, after 6 years y'all have some guts to text me. I'll see if I can come but don't expect me to show up ... Bieber.

They have some guts to invite me to a 'family' reunion or what that shit is. They didn't call or text me for 6 years because they don't want me to close to them since the 'Bieber' is known in every corner in this world and me, Jason Mccan I will destroy their good image or reputation.

Five years ago I made a huge mistake and I killed someone and the only place that came through my mind was their house and I run to their house in the dark with the police searching for me all around the country. When I arrived at their house they wanted to kick me out at first but then they said I can hide in the basement and I did. After half an hour, I heard sirens and I knew they find me. I didn't know what to do and I was tired of running and hiding from the police and they caught me

I've been arrested for 2 years, actually, they had to be 20 years but I made myself some friends who helped me. Of course, this had a price and I had to join a Gang when got out of the prison and steal and kill for them. At first, I didn't want to do those stuff but then again it was way better than being in prison.

After one year I had more money than I ever had and the boss of the Gang died and I was the one to continue this job as the boss of the "Masked Men". With me as a boss, we became to biggest and evil Gang around the world and everyone knows about this Gang, but they don't know how we look. Well, they know me but I didn't kill anyone, well at least no one they find out about.

We had to make a business with another big Gang. We had to give them some money and they said they don't need the money because they have something with no price. Something or someone that can't be bought with money. After that, we find out it's about a girl. Her name was Y/n and they wanted us to kill her because she was found in the woods where they had a War house and they were afraid she will tell the police.

As a good man I was, I took the girl for me not wanting to kill her ...at first, I wanted her to be my hoe but than she was way too beautiful to be a hoe, so I made her my fiancée. Of course, no feelings because I can't love anyone. No one showed me what love is, so I can't love anyone.

She is a beautiful and kind girl, but I can't love her. At least not for now.

They said I won't succeed in life, that I will be a no one, that I will be alone forever with no one by my side who will support me at mt good and at my worst. I guess its time for me to show them who I became and who I have next to me.

I am someone. I am the best at what I do. And no one, not even my family can tell me what to do anymore. I am Jason Mccann, I've become this monster everyone is afraid of and heck I love how they are scared of me.

*Phone messages*

Me: Get ready, I will be home in an hour.

Y/n: Where are we going?

Me: You will find out, just put a dress on and I will wait for you in front of the house. Now obey and don't ask questions anymore.

After I texted Y/n I parked the car in front of my War house and walked in seeing everyone working on something. Some of them made some new guns and infrared wipers for the mission we will have in a few weeks.

I walked in the office and took care of some files and video cameras and after an hour I finished and drove home waiting for Y/n. She didn't come out so I decided to go and see if she is ready or not.

I opened the door and walked in seeing she cleaned the house and she made dinner for us. I walked into the kitchen and pour red wine in a glass and walked upstairs in our shared room seeing her in an orange dress above her knees

"Change that dress," I said making her jump. "You don't like it ?" She asked and I shook my head "No, it's ugly" I said and she looked at me with sad eyes. I didn't want to make her sad I just don't like the dress. She opened the closet door and looked at a few dresses and she showed me every single one of them.

"What should I wear then?" She asked and crossed her arms under her chest. Oh my... "Something else y/n, you have a lot of clothes there," I said and she sighs "Clothes, like pants and jeans, hoodies and T-shirts, this is all the dresses I have," she said and sat on the bed

"Go alone," she said and I looked at her with wide eyes "Nope," I said and put the glass on the nightstand and walked to her closet and looked into it and found a dress behind all of others clothes. It was long and beautiful. I didn't want her to dress like a hoe, plus she had a great body and it's all mine.

"Take this one," I said and she looked at me "I didn't know I still have it" she whispered and took the dress her finger brushing over mine. She is so soft. Even tho I don't love her and I look like a dominant man I didn't push her to do things she didn't want to do even tho I have my needs.

But didn't cheated on her either. Sometimes we had a little make-out session but she said she couldn't go any farther and I get it. I mean I never showed her I care about her or anything like that. Sometimes I'm gone from home 3 weeks or even more and I didn't text her once to see if she is ok or if she needs something.

But I have pictures with her on my phone and look at her once or twice, I don't know if this is love or I'm just attached to her, but I feel good when I know she is here, even tho she is downstairs and I'm in my office. I don't know my feelings are messed up

"I'm ready to go," she said and looked at me "Good," I said and didn't say anything about her dress or how she good she looks in that and she makes up.

"Jason, what's up man ?" Justin said and shook my hand "Good thanks" i said and wrapped my left hand around Y/n's waist "This is my fiancée Y/n, Y/n this is my twin brother Justin Bieber" I said and they shook hands "I bet she knows who I am" Justin said looking at Y/n

"I don't actually," she said and Justin looked at me "Yeah well, I'll see you two later," he said and walked away. I like her

"So how is your gang doing ?" My dad asked when the guest left and we were just a few, like my parents, Justin with his wife Hailey and me with Y/n

"I'm not here to talk about me and my business Jeremy, you should know I don't make the same mistake twice," I said and she nods "How did you meet you two ?" Pattie asked and looked at y/n waiting for an answer. Damn what should I say

"We met in New York when I was in college," Y/n said placing her hand on my left knee. "Oh really? What did you study?" My dad asked looking interested in her life. Surprising

"When I was in high school I study a lot about business and then at college about Law and public administration," she said and my dad looked impressed. Did she or she is just going with the game? "And why didn't you continue and left everything for him ?" My dad asked looking at her

"Love those things you never knew you're capable of Mr. Bieber," she said and my dad nod again. Damn, she is sexy like this. "You are so serious, you two are great for each other" Justin said and Hailey smiled "He is like a criminal and this girl learned about the law, this is like a movie," Hailey said looking at us. She is smart but not too smart. She should think before open that mouth.

"Did you told them the truth? Or you lied ?" I asked when we were driving back home "I don't lie Jason, and you should've known that by now," she said without looking at me. "Do you want to continue that profile or you don't?" I said and she looked at me

"I never studied because I wanted, I was forced to study and learn all those stuff," she said getting a little more comfortable in the car seat. "How is that ?" I asked "My dad had this Gang as you know already, and he said it would be better if I would be an in Law so I can help him. And my mom.. she didn't care about me, actually she cared just about my sister who is a little famous now " she said and looked out of the window

"Let me help you with that," I said and unzipped her dress from behind "Thank you," she said and walked into the bathroom. "Do you want to eat ?" I asked and she opened the door "Eat what ?" She asked looking at me "The food you made for us" I said and she looked at me surprised.

"Sure, but I have to heat the food before," she said and wanted to walk downstairs when I grabbed her hand. "Promise me something," I said and placed my hands around her waist "Promise you what ?" She asked looking at "Try to know each other, talk to each other, stuff like married people know about each other. And like go out and go on vacations."

"You and I, both, had a horrible life and horrible family who didn't care about us at all. And we should stay together and keep company to eatchother. Maybe I don't know what love is, and I can't give you the love you need, but I ... we can learn to love each other in time. " I said and she nods

"As long as you won't judge or leave me after that," she said looking at me "I won't leave or judge you. You're the only one for you. And I'm the only one for you" I said kissing her forehead. Damn, I'm soft for her...

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teddy-feathers · 5 years

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Prompt from @moss-flowers-trees not exactly fulfilled.

Up to No Good

Now it was well known that across the multiverse there was no Papyrus lazier than Stretch. After all, most took him as nothing more than a 'swapped' personality of Classic Sans and his brother.

That was their - a collective term here referring in a general way to the entirety of the multiverse and all of the alternates - first mistake.

Because a swapped Papyrus was still a Papyrus and all Papyri enjoyed a good jape.

Their second mistake was, as always, underestimating his brother.

Blue was a Sans in the way Stretch was a Papyrus, and from day one had resented being underestimated. Credit where its do, no one could do shenanigans like a Sans, especially his brother. It was as admirable as it was terrifying.

The last was more of a fortuitous boon, luck if one really wanted to be so crass, then a mistake on anyone's part and that was no one spoiled the fun.

So to set the stage, to really understand just how priceless the current situation of a nightmare carnival mirror image of him frothing in rage, you have to go back to the beginning.

Not the very beginning - though any good story should perhaps start there - for the sake of time, argument, and a joke that will only grow stale for having to wait for it, let it be assumed for the moment that Stretch is the center of the universe the second he and his brother stumble into a room full of strikingly unfamiliar faces in some sort of mirror maze of 'what ifs' and 'could have beens'.

Papyrus - one of many now, always? Apparently. - zones out, empty sockets not giving away his unfocused attention as Not his Brother Sans reluctantly and with much prodding from a much more handsome and friendly reflection Papyrus explains something about Universal Causality. What homeowners insurance had to do with this bowl of Flowey Flakes they found themselves in he missed, but at some point someone had pointed out that they couldn't all share the same name without even the most friendly of them wanting to dust the others like some bad Highlander reboot.

His brother, Blue now - cleverly claiming the Sans favorite color as his own - nudges him from a lovely little daydream back into the existential nightmare that was the current universe, and Papyrus folds his fingers together and lifts them above his head tilting this way with that until his back pops. This is met with disgusted looks from many faces around the room - most of them his own - and he slumps back comfortably into his hoodie. "Guess I'll go by Stretch."

Several voices protest of course, because life from now on was going to be lived by committee.

"Well That is certainly... unique Orange Me." Says Putting a Positive Spin on This With All His Might Papyrus - or Creampuff as he'd agreeably allowed Edgelord Papyrus to dub him.

"It is Ridiculous is what it Is." Protests the version of his brother that had wandered into a Hot Topic and had never left. "It doesn't Fit with the Already Established naming convention!"

It was times like this that he - The Papyrus who was going by Stretch for Spite now - was glad he had never bothered with the magic expenditure that was eyelights. Meant no one could see him roll his eyes.

There was no Convention - no real pattern for the group as a whole or even just through the pairs. Classic Sans - named such for his outdated old man jokes no doubt - seems to notice all the same and huffs out a laugh. "gotta say buddy, kinda agree - name like that seems like a stretch."

Blue looks as cross as Stretch feels but it would take someone who knew him well to see it. He grabs onto Strectch's arm in a show of solidarity and asks "Brother, why did you choose such a Unique name?" The way he says unique stands in tonal counterpoint to how Creampuff had said it, and Stretch smiles down at his older brother discarding the first three responses that come to mind.

No need to make his brother worry, or get labeled as the Depressing Papyrus right out the door - even if none of this did matter. "Cause bro, I'm the tallest one here."

Of course his brother immediately catches on, lights going to stars in a way that brightens his expression both figuratively and literally. "Nyeh heh heh of Course! How very Astute of you Stretch!"

Immediately several voices raise in protest, and boy did his own voice sound worse when amplified and played back a half dozen times, but it was worth it when his Blues cuts across the din to add with sly earnestness "I Knew my brother was the Coolest!"

This of course started a whole new argument that derailed the last and the rest should have been history.

But of course some part of him just couldn't let it go.

A universal constant for Papyri apparently was a vicious strain of competitiveness. And while Stretch could have let the jape die, it was nice to have something - no matter how fake - to lord over the other Oh So Talented versions of himself.

Literally in some cases.

Creampuff, if not a Perfect host, was unfailing in his attempts to fulfill that responsibility while the whole living arrangement situation was dealt with, that when Stretch's insomnia got the better of him he'd inevitably pop into the kitchen just to grab something off the top shelf for his better mirror's ungodly hours Breakfast Prep.

This was particularly satisfying as Creampuff apparently put everything up on the very top shelves and with the whole lot of them living there, something inevitably ended up pushed to the very back that he just Had to have. It was child's play - minus the murderer possessed doll - to time things that Stretch's arm could slip over his and pull done the item before he had a chance to grab it. Add that to some casual comment about the perks of being tall and...

It was inevitable that Edgy Mc My Chemical Romance would catch wind of the ongoing shenanigans. And unlike Creampuff who tried hard and was generally likable despite his Arrogance - another trait shared by those who shared his face . Edgelord didn't have a redeeming bone in his body. Made him insufferable... and a particularity sweet target for tomfoolery.

So when at some dinner or another that they all agreed to go to on occasion after they'd gotten their own places, and Edge once more started in about how obviously he was the Superior Specimen of the Skeleton Species, well Stretch wasn't going to take that lying down.

Or, well, he was laying on the Fell - the call sign they'd agreed to for their universe - Bro's couch. But he had lifted his hand and said in a deliberately matter of fact dry tone, "Not the tallest though."

It was like he had murdered their damn cat (who was a friendly surface beasty... if you didn't mind being considered a scratching post). Edge sputtered in rage and had dragged him upright by force, while Stretch uncooperative hug heavily like a rag doll in his unphased grip.

If Creampuff was the Handsome Papyus than Edge was the Strong Papyrus, it would have been easy to hate him just for that if he didn't so obligingly make himself as unlikable as he had. Of course with a little expended magic to give his brother the Babybones Look that worked every time, and Blue's quick intervention with a level and a bit of slight of hand - the fight was diverted and the Japery continued.

Perhaps the most agreeable of the versions that had clowned their way out of the Multiverse Machine that day was the one that went by Mutt. Agreeable in the sense he kept his head down, mouth shut, and kept away from all of them. That could be because his brother was annoying enough for the both of them, but Stretch thought an argument could be made that Mutt didn't consider himself a Papyrus at all - he'd already had the moniker long before the pageant had begun afterall.

Black combined the Worst of Stretch's brother and the Best - if that quality could even be ascribed to him - of Edge. A menace of a monster who honestly came across as the smallest of the Sans in a more convincing way than Stretch was the tallest of the Papyri... Not that anyone had dared mention it to him of course. Stretch was saving the observation for a special occasion.

For whatever reason the Tiny Tyrant had taken an exception to the idea that he was just the evil twin of Blue and went out of his way to be exceptionally petty about finding ways to make himself out to be the better version of his older brother.

Honestly it was a bother and Stretch tried to stay out if it since Blue Obviously could take care of himself but for whatever reason Black seemed to take Stretch's height as a challenge as much as any Papyrus... With the sole exception of Mutt.

Trying to recreate the circumstances of Edge's measuring contest between the Stretch and his own brother during a holiday social backfired spectacularly into Mutt curling even more into himself and Stretch - more than a little tipsy - actually challenging Mutt to see who could slump the most.

Mutt had shrunk so fast into his coat that his skull had almost vanished amidst the fluff like a turtle and Stretch had laughingly declared him the victor, pleasing Black and being the last time for years that anyone bothered with his height.

So now onto the present situation.

Edge had been so pleased when he ambushed him and his brother in the grocery store, smug about his six inch heeled boots and his mastery thereof, dying to show up Blue who also had an insatiable love of the damn feet death traps and he had turned to ice his cake by pointing out that with these he could be the tallest of the Papyri...

That annoying smirk whipped clean off as he met sockets - exactly level - with Stretch who didn't do more then smile back because this was the joke of the lifetime.

"How!" He choaks, the sweetest music to hear.

Stretch leans in even closer to whisper conspiratorially "I'm standing up straight."

This only makes Edge froth with rage and stomp off without ever noticing that Stretch had been standing on a divider on the floor giving him a physical lift along with the rise to his spirits when Edge's dropped like a man into a river with cement shoes.

Blue laughs, mood doing a 180 as quickly as Edge's. "You should have told him the Truth Stretch!"

"Mmm?" He hums curiously, moving to drap himself back atop the already half full cart. The other versions of himself were fun to get the goat of but they were exhausting even in small doses. "What that this place's floor is poorly designed? But he was being insufferable."

"Nope," His older brother says in an insufferable tone of his own - oh no, not one of his 'great' jokes. Those were the worst. "That the reason you're always going to be taller than the others is that you're always Up to No Good!"

Stretch groans and covers his skull with his arms, pushing the cart away with more vigor than he'd shown anything all day. "Title drops are the Height of bad comedy."

Of course that only makes Blue laugh harder.

#undertale multiverse #us papyrus #bad jokes and worse writing #actually pleased with this though it needs to be cleaned up some #prompt #drabble

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