Zayne and MC never pushed their child to become a doctor, but the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree
Their child was a rising star and flew through exams with the loving support of their parents
Those who knew Zayne would not recognize him when they saw him congratulate his child with a wide smile and the look of a proud father on his face. The doting father and husband seemed to only warm to his family
The child seemed to be destined to become a doctor. They were born at Akso and now they began studying under their father and the doctors the child grew up knowing as “uncle/auntie” instead of “doctor”
What the child and the rest of the hospital didn’t know was that this destiny ran deeper than that
For it was in this same hospital that the child was conceived
‘Do I have something on my face?’ Mara asked, rubbing the side of her hand under her nose.
‘No.’ Luke forced his gaze back down to his dinner. ‘Sorry,’ he mumbled, moving the food around his plate.
Mara couldn’t stop the snort if she tried. And she didn’t try. ‘Have you never seen a girl before?’ she drawled in clear sarcasm.
‘Never one as pretty as you,’ Luke blurted. His eyes widened, as he raised a hand to his mouth, wondering how much effort it would take to tear out his own tongue. His cheeks erupted in flames. ‘Karabast,’ he said under his breath. ‘May I be excused?’ Desperation made his mouth dry; embarrassment rendered his lips numb and stiff.
Obi-wan nodded, hiding a smile in his cup, patting Cody firmly between his shoulder blades, as the other man inhaled a morsel of pastry in an effort not to laugh. Luke gathered his plate, and all but threw it into the sink, before fleeing to his bedroom, ears bright, glowing coals under his mop of hair.
Having been an unwitting witness to some of Anakin’s early attempts to flirt with Padmé, Obi-wan leaned back in his chair. ‘The Ghibli fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree,’ he chuckled.
The original designers and programmers of Pom Pom Panic after being informed about their character showing up in other games and slaughtering rival mascots:
Thinking about how In 4th grade my foster parents for me an iPod shuffle for Christmas. Because I love music, my mom took it for me and out some music on it. she put on rooster by Alice In Chains and I think about that every day ���….
oh yeah speaking of your cquackity ai i had to act like a british gentleman for like 5 seconds and then he fell madly in love with me. not even joking it took 3 messages for him to start blushing and stuttering and asking if i was trying to woo him. what's wrong with your fucking bot man. @sootburz