Sorry a day late but here is day 15
Love
Five times Sansa helped her family find love and the one time they helped her
1. Sister
“I just don’t understand!” Said Sansa as she followed Arya.
“That is a new one.” Arya said with a roll of her eyes.
“Watch it…” Sansa warned. “You and Gendry are great together.”
“We are just friends.” Arya stressed.
“Yeah, I usually am struck speechless by my friend’s bodies as well.” Sansa deadpanned, referencing her sister’s reaction at the Stark-Poole pool party.
“You… You just don’t understand.” Arya said, pathetically.
Sansa growled in frustration before looking past Arya and smiling in realization. “Ok then. My friend Alla has expressed interest. I guess you would not mind if…”
“Absolutely not!”
“But you just said…”
“Gendry is mine! Back off!” Arya snapped, before there was a ‘het-hem’ behind her. Sansa’s sister’s long face got even longer as she recognized the source of the voice.
“Toodle-loo!” Sansa said, with a cheeky wave. “I am sure you two have a lot to talk about. Gendry? Our curfew is at 10pm. Try to have her back by then!”
2. Cousin
“Hey, Sansa.” Myrcella said, holding up a bag for the pool party.
“Oh! Hey Cella!” Sansa said, ushering her in. “You are… really early.”
Myrcella grimaced and Sansa waved her down when she realized how rude she came across. “I am so sorry! I just…”
“No! It is fine!”
“Sorry! I just got off of work and going home was the opposite direction and…”
“Cella, it is fine.” Sansa said, holding her forearms.
“Phew. In that case, is there anywhere for me to change?” She asked, and Sansa pointed her in the direction of the bathroom with the broken door.
“Thanks tons!” Myrcella said, practically skipping to the bathroom.
A moment later a voice behind her said, “Hey Sans, is there anyone in the downstairs bathroom?” Sansa turned to see Jon holding swim trunks at the base of the stairs. “Ma is hogging the one upstairs.”
“No you are good.” Sansa lied. Myrcella had been half in love with her cousin since the band incident but was too much of a chickenshit to do anything about it. Maybe Sansa could jumpstart it.
Jon walked over to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock. Sansa got a good look into the room as Myrcella stiffened with her back to the door and her heart shaped butt on display.
Sansa stepped away so that she could not see into the bathroom to give her friend some privacy as Jon stammered out some apologies. Sansa smiled when instead of pushing Jon out of the doorway to slam the door, she grabbed him by the shirt and dragged him inside.
“About damned time…” She said to herself.
3. Brother
Sansa rolled her eyes at her baby brother, on his first date at the movies. She was somehow the one designated to supervise their date and munched on popcorn behind him.
Shireen Baratheon was a good family friend and it surprised everyone when he asked her out. With her scars the girl did not have the easiest time growing up and was a little untrusting when she was asked out by the handsome Rickon Stark. It was only Sansa interfering that stopped Rickon from totally mucking it up. (So Sansa was biased? Sue her!)
But it seems that Sansa is going to need to hold his hand for their entire relationship! Sitting in the row behind him, she saw how his hand kept rising to put over her shoulder before lowering, changing his mind. After the seventh time this happened Sansa rolled her eyes, grabbed his elbow as it rose and pushed it upwards and over the other girl's shoulder.
Shireen stiffened and looked over surprised. Rickon for his part looked just as surprised. The girl was not exactly convinced at his earnestness yet but leaned into the cuddle anyway, making Rickon look like the rooster who found the roost.
“Loser.” Sansa thought affectionately
4. Uncle
“I do not know…” Uncle Edmure said, scratching the back of his head.
“You like her. She likes you.” Sansa stressed, annoyed.
“She is your cousin.” Edmure said, looking at Myranda across the room sitting at their table looking bored.
“Exactly! My cousin!” Sansa stressed, even though that was a stretch. Her and Myranda shared a set of Great-Great-Great-Great Grandparent. Still their families were still close.
“Sansa I don’t…”
Sansa rolled her eyes and shouted, “Myranda! He said yes!”
Edmure gave her a look of horror and Sansa gave her a cheeky grin. “I expect to be a bridesmaid at your wedding!”
5. Aunt
Sansa sat playing with her doll and Margaery cleaned up the play area. The girls did not get to spend time together as they liked so they used the time they had had to the fullest.
“Is Willas picking you up?” Sansa asked.
“Probably. Why?”
“Nothing.” Sansa said, unconvincingly. “It is just… Aunt Lyanna gets happier when is the one to pick you up.”
“Really?” Margie said, mischievously.
“Yeah. And she said…” Sansa began before blushing hard.
“Go on.”
“She said that he has an… butt for days.” She finished causing both girls to start giggling in hysterics.
“You know what this means!” Margie asked. “It means she likes Willas! Old ladies only talk about boy’s butts when they like them!”
“We could be family!” Sansa whispered. “Aunt Lyanna?”
“Yes, sweetling?”
“Do you like Willas?” Sansa asked, and Lyanna turned scarlet.
“I’m sorry, what?”
“Do you like Willas? Margie’s brother?” Sansa said.
“Sansa…”
“You should ask him out!” Margie said, and Lyanna tilted her head. “I once heard him talk about how much he likes how you are with the horses.” Margie confirmed and if that was not a declaration of true Love Sansa did not know what was.
“I don’t know girls…” Lyanna began and Sansa piped up.
“You said that it is a woman’s world now too! And they should not hesitate to grab life by the treats.” Sansa said, reminding her aunt.
“By the what?”
“Treats!” Sansa said, beaming.
Lyanna finally realized what Sansa meant and she did not realize that she was there during that conversation with Lysa and was mortified that she was using that euphemism. But the girl was right. She should be the one to make the first move. Willas was plenty handsome and she deserved some of that man butt!
“You two are right.” Lyanna said, ruffling hair to both girl’s displeasure. “Maybe I will ask him out.”
Lyanna couldn’t help but grin as both girls jumped up and down and started dancing in successful glee.
1+ Family
Sansa looked up from her book as Uncle Edmure and Gendry walked in without a word. “Hey guys, what's oomph!” Sansa was taken off guard as the only two family members taller than her both picked her up and carried her to her room
Quicker than Sansa could think, she was deposited in her room where Myranda, Arya, Margaery, Myrcella, Shireen, and her Aunt Lyanna were waiting. “What is going on?” Sansa asked, but got no answer other than being stripped of her cropped sweatshirt, yoga pants and even bra.
The group (mostly Margaery and the Baratheon girls) quickly had her hair done up and make-up done, talking and joking with each other ignoring Sansa’s questions. Finally they were finished making her look like she was going to Prom again and Ed and Gendry picked her up and brought her to the door.
“Why do I feel like I am being sold?” Sansa asked rhetorically.
“Welllll….” Arya said, “You want to play matchmaker so badly we figured that we’d return the favor. My Friend Edric Dayne is outside.”
“What!” Sansa hissed, but before she got a response the door opened to see Ned in a sports coat and holding a Red Rose.
“Hi Ned.” She said, but the entire group behind her seemed to be intimidating him.
“Get her back at a decent hour!” Edmure said.
“But not too decent!” Myranda said with a waggle of her eyes.
“If you hurt her I will find you.” Lyanna said in a low growl.
“I- I am really looking forward to this.” Ned said, earnestly.
“Yeah, me too.” Sansa said.
“You had no idea this was happening did you?” Ned asked, completely unfooled.
“No.” She said, as he opened the passenger door to his purple truck. Between that and the rose, he was easily the most chivalrous man she had ever gone out with (not that Joffrey and Harry put up a great competition. “But that does not mean I am not excited!”
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