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bloodline pt. 3 | ethan landry

notes: you guys know the drill; read the others before you get here. scream spoilers under the cut & attempted to use a gif that matched the events of each part

(y/n) arrived at the apartment seconds before she heard Mindy making fake retching noises at the sight of Tara and Chad’s flirting, commenting something along the lines of ‘why don’t you two makeout already.’

She chuckled as she yelled, “I agree with Mindy, Chad!”

(y/n) could hear Chad groan from the kitchen as she plopped herself on the couch nearby Anika, “You should be doing that with Ethan by now!”

She threw up the middle finger at him, “That’s gonna get old real quick!”

Sam walked into the kitchen as Chad commented about how it would be a fun little slumber party with the core four.

“Did you just give us a nickname?” Tara had asked, looking up at him.

“I sure did; I mean, we’ve been through a lot together, and, it’s a pretty cool nickname.” Chad smiled, reassuring himself as he leaned up against the kitchen counter.

The girls then teamed up against Chad, saying that the nickname was debatable, and in his defense, Chad said that he could give them a nickname, proceeding to try and attempt a group high five that nobody pitched into.

As the group started playfully bickering about the nickname, Anika and (y/n) noticed on the nightly news that the headline said something about Sam being the target suspect in the recent Ghostface killings.

“Hey, core four?” (y/n) snapped her fingers before looking over at the group in the kitchen, “Bring your asses out to the kitchen, you might wanna see this.”

The news went on about how Sam had ‘attacked’ someone the night prior, and that in the wake of the Woodsboro Ghostface killings last year, rumors started to spread that Sam was the mastermind of it all.

This had gotten to Sam, who turned off the television and stormed off to the dinner table, visibly upset.

Her sister had followed after her, apologizing for the way that she had been handling the trauma from the killings prior, with Sam breaking down that she was tired of being hated all the time, and treated like she was the villain.

Chad and Mindy then sat at the table, with Chad saying that not a single person in the room had hated her and that the four of them had been through some messed up stuff, and how they all handle it differently.

Meanwhile, Anika and (y/n) were currently discussing love lives, how Mindy and Anika met, and how everyone equally agreed that (y/n) should make a move on Ethan, since he had supposedly been pining for her since day one.

“Literally everyone notices it,” Anika said, as she hugged a pillow close to her body, “He has these eyes of like, longing, and we all see it. I know you do too.” Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, Anika looked at (y/n), “I don’t get why you don’t act on it.”

(y/n) shrugged, leaning back into the couch, “He’s cute and all, but,” She paused, hearing a faint noise, which sounded like Quinn and her current partner going at it again until the six of them all got a text from Danny showing a picture of Quinn getting attacked by Ghostface.

All of them got up and gathered in front of Quinn’s door, with Sam standing in front of (y/n) protectively as they waited for Ghostface to burst out.

“Run.”

With those words, Ghostface kicked the door open, and Quinn’s body towards the group, with Quinn’s lifeless body falling on Anika as Tara and Chad made their way for the front door.

Mindy muttered some profanities before getting her arm slashed by Ghostface, with Sam and (y/n) backing up as Anika made a charge toward the masked killer to protect her girlfriend.

In response, he grabbed her by the throat and started choking her, then proceeded to pick her up and slam her against the fireplace before his knife subsequently went into her stomach.

Sam then throws a knife block at Ghostface’s head, and that’s when Tara and Chad realize their friends didn’t follow their suit, with the four of them upstairs running into Quinn’s room, in which Sam and (y/n) attempt to keep the door shut as they tell Mindy to go to the bathroom door.

As Mindy makes her way to the bathroom, she notices Quinn’s earlier partner dead and covered in blood in the bathtub, screaming “Oh fuck, that guy’s dead!” Before Ghostface appears at the other end of the door, and (y/n) runs over to help keep it shut.

Sam helps by pushing a set of drawers in front of the door, with Ghostface still attempting to barge in while Danny, across from the apartment window, yells subsequently before whipping out a ladder as some sort of makeshift bridge escape from Ghostface.

Sam and Mindy argue about who will go across the ladder when Mindy brings up that someone has to hold the door, and that she’ll send (y/n) before going after, then sending Anika.

As the three had made their way across the ladder, it was now Anika’s turn to cross, her injuries becoming so painful and unbearable that she was more focused on how much it had hurt her than crossing, despite their many desperate pleas.

Ghostface taunts and teases Anika as she attempts to cross the ladder, with Anika eventually falling off of the ladder, hitting her head on a dumpster, then onto the pavement; with Mindy, Sam, and (y/n) watching the whole thing unfold.

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The gang ends up at a shrine within an old movie theatre, led by Gale after Mindy had highly suspected Ethan, taking note that this shrine had all of the evidence and costumes of the victims and previous Ghostface killers, with the addition of a couple of drawings.

After visiting the shrine, they, with ‘they’ being Kirby, Chad, Mindy, Ethan, and (y/n) were in Kirby’s van, currently tracking a call Ghostface had made, with the connection being linked to an apartment on the upper west side.

Sitting on her couch, Gale scrolls through the ‘Woodsboro Truther’ sub on Reddit, looking into more information on who the killers may be and the rumor that started the frenzy around Sam being the mastermind of the 2022 killings.

The phone then rings, which to her boyfriend Brooks replies, “That’ll be our food.” Who is instantly proved wrong when he tells Gale that the call is for her and that it was from the killer.

“Hello?”

“Hello, Gale, strange that you and I have never spoken on the phone; this is long overdue.”

“I agree,” Gale responds, in which she whispers to Brooks to call the police.

“I figured, after all these years you’d want an interview.”

“You figured right. So what’s your motive this time? You angry at the movies, or, are you just trying to stay relevant?”

“I could ask you the same. Don’t you know that the legacy characters are disposable now? Nobody cares about last century’s heroes.”

“Then why bother with me at all?”

“Call it nostalgia. Or maybe you deserve to be punished for all that money you made on the misery of others. Maybe it’s time someone made a buck reporting your death.”

“You know, you’re like the tenth guy to try this, right? And, spoiler alert; it never works out for the dipshit in the mask.”

Ghostface then nabs Brooks, before continuing on to talk about how previous killers Richie and Amber had carved her former lover, Dewey, up like a Christmas goose.

He continues to taunt about how she was never there for the only man who ever loved her at the end, and that she wasn’t going to be able to stop the attack on her before it began, with Ghostface throwing Brooks’ dead body and wiped the blade clean before chasing her.

Eventually, in the end, Ghostface ends up managing to hurt Gale just enough that when paramedics arrive, she has a weak pulse, and she tells Sam and Tara to tell Sidney that Ghostface had never got her before passing out.

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The gang is now in the lobby of Gale’s apartment building, with Danny arriving shortly after; Tara having the quip of whether or not he actually did get here as fast as he could, and Mindy admitting that she was afraid this time.

“I’m scared you guys; I really don’t wanna get hurt again.”

“Neither do I.” Her twin, Chad agrees.

“And I don’t want you getting hurt again, either.”

“I know,” Chad said, as he rested his head on his twin sister’s shoulder.

Chad then questions what the group can do this time, and Sam suggests that maybe, Ghostface gets to win this time; it’s what he wanted anyways.

Tara then stands up against her sister, and says that it’s their turn to protect her now, and Chad adds in that they are a family now; they’re the core four.

“Isn’t there somewhere safe that we could just, hole up in?” Ethan inquires, to which Tara says that he’s going to keep finding them if they continue to hide.

“I agree with Tara,” (y/n) nods, as all heads turn to her, “The more we hide, the more he knows we’re afraid. We won’t let him get to us; he can’t get to us,” She pauses, crossing her arms, “So why don’t we get him to us?”

“I’m getting my ass chewed out for not dropping the case, and you want me to do what?”

The group was now on speaker phone with Detective Bailey, with Tara formulating a plan to hole Ghostface into his own lair, “We want to lure him to a secure location to trap him inside.”

“And then what?”

“We execute him.”

(this ones a bit short and cut into pieces but i PROMISE there’ll be better action in the next part)

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fiction-fun · 3 years

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Loving in Color

Part 3 let's go!

Fandom: Power Rangers (Dino Thunder)

Pairings: Tommy/Jason, Ethan/Conner, Kira/Hunter, Trent/Oc

Words: 12068

Warnings: None!

Kira and Kaley nodded, following the boys away.

“Woah their huge!” Conner called as they all stopped in front of the Zords.

“Woah boy, it’s all good.” Ethan started.

“Be careful!” Kira called

“That’s right, I’m your friend. Tricera Zord!” Ethan called, and the Zords eyes flashed before its colors changed from an off green to a silver and Blue combination.

“It worked!” Ethan called.

“Yeah!” Conner and Kira called.

“Alright my turn.” Kira said lifting her Morpher.

“Ptera Zord! We can be friends, right?” Kira asked as her Zord also glowed and flashed before changing to Yellow and Silver.

“Awesome!” Kira and Ethan called; Kaley jumped a bit.

“Conner the Tyrano Zords out of control!” Ethan called.

“You have to do something!” Kira said.

“Alright, Come on! I need you to work with me here!” Conner called raising his hand up.

“Tyrano Zord!” He called and his Zord like the others, glowed before changing from green to Red and Silver.

“Yes!” Conner called and Ethan and Kira cheered as they joined him.

Kaley looked at her Morpher.

“It’s my turn.” She said stepping forward.

She lifted the Morpher high into the air.

“Come on, buddy. We’re friends. You need to relax and come back now. Troo Zord!” She whispered before raising her voice at the end.

Her Zord like the others glowed before changing to Green and Silver.

“That’s it.” She said softly.

Tommy ran over to them then.

“There’s only one thing left to do, bring them together. It’s alright you can do it.” He said quickly.

“Alright let’s do it!” Conner called.

“Alright!” Ethan shouted.

“Yeah!” Kira said.

“Right.” Kaley said.

With that they all jumped up into their Zords. They appeared in the Zords and balls appeared before them.

“Logging in.” They all called.

“I got it!” Kira said.

“Me too!” Ethan followed.

“Right, combining powers.” They all called.

Very quickly their Zords came together to form the MegaZord.

“It worked!” They all called when the MegaZord was fully together.

“Your robot is no match for me! Fire!” Their enemy called.

The enemy struck their Zord with a bunch of little energy balls causing them to stumble backwards.

“Ok, now I’m mad.” Conner called.

The enemy shot whips out and wrapped them around the MegaZord, sending electricity down them, knocking them back a bit.

“Time to head for the back of the net!” Conner called, before swinging them up into the air and over the ship.

“There’s the heart of the ship!” Ethan called.

“Dino drill engage!” They all shouted, aiming for that spot in the ship.

They went through the entire ship and landed on the street below before the ship exploded.

“Yeah!” They all shouted happily.

They ended up back at the lab where Tommy took their Morphers and made them change into bracelets.

“Keep these bracelets with you at all times. It’ll access your Morphers when you need them, and you can also use them to communicate with me and each other.” Tommy said as they each took one.

“Dr. O, I know you’re real smart and a science teacher and everything, but this is, well I mean, how did you?” Kira started to ask.

“I’ll fill you in, in time.” Tommy replied.

“Speaking of time, do you think Mesogog is going to be sticking around for a while?” Ethan asked.

“Unfortunately, they always do.” Tommy replied.

“They?” Conner asked.

“I know this is a lot to take in.” Tommy started.

“That’s for sure.” Ethan said.

“Your lives have just changed in ways you probably never could have imagined, but if you work together, you’re a team. No one can defeat you, no one.” Tommy said looking at them.

After a little longer of talking, the other three left and Tommy and Kaley walked back upstairs.

“Hey, good job out there.” Jason said looking up at them.

Tommy nodded and moved to sit down by him.

“Hey, just so you guys know, I was going to tell you eventually. Just, there was a lot going on. To be fair my brain was elsewhere, but it doesn’t matter now. I’m sorry for how I acted.” Kaley said quickly hugging them both.

They wrapped their arms around her.

“It’s ok, just go get something to eat, and get to sleep its bound to be a long few days.” Tommy said softly.

“Yeah, after I text Trent and let him know I wasn’t stranded in the school like he no doubt thinks.” Kaley said standing up and moving towards the steps.

“Kaley.” Jason called.

She turned and gave him a smile.

“I know I can’t tell him. But I can and will tell him I’m alright.” Kaley said quickly.

Jason nodded and Kaley ran up the steps. The next few weeks were stressful between school and dealing with monsters plus Trent was acting strange. Kaley took a deep breath and let it out through her nose, before her eyes snapped open.

“Would you both just shut the hell up!” she snapped slamming her book closed.

Ethan and Conner both turned to look at her eyes wide.

“Woah, is everything ok?” Kira asked from beside her.

She took a deep breath and reopened her book.

“No, it’s not. And today I really can’t handle their constant bickering like a damn married couple.” She muttered lowly.

Kira had turned to say something to the boys when the doors to Hailey’s opened, catching their attention.

“Well maybe Trent can make your day better.” Kira said instead.

Kaley closed her book again and stood up to walk over to him.

“Hey, Trent.” She called.

Trent turned and tried to smile, but even she could tell it was strained and partially faked.

“Hey, Kaley.” He said and he didn’t sound good.

Kaley ran a hand through her hair.

“How are you?” she asked him worried.

“I’m fine, why?” he asked voice tight.

Kaley scrunched her face up for a second.

“We were supposed to study together for dads test on Friday, and then you blew me off. I was just wondering.” She said concern lacing her voice.

Trent shrugged.

“I had some stuff I had to do.” He said elusively.

Kaley nodded, and laid a hand on his arm.

“I understand, do you want to study after your shift? I’m sure Hailey won’t mind.” She suggested lightly.

He shrugged her hand off, but looked more concerned then upset.

“Uh, no. Dad wants me home right after my shift. Maybe, uh tomorrow.” He said quickly before ducking into the back.

Kaley watched him go.

“Yeah….ok.” she said quietly before walking back to the others.

She started packing up her things slowly.

“Hey, is everything ok?” Conner asked, he was a goofball but he could be observant when he wanted to be.

She shook her head.

“No, it’s not, I’m going to go home. I’ll see you guys later.” She said before walking out of the café.

Three weeks later and Kaley closed the door of the Jeep.

“All I’m saying is, don’t let his actions get to you, Anton isn’t exactly an easy man to work with. I can’t imagine how he is the live with.” Tommy was saying as they rounded the front of the Jeep and headed towards the warehouse.

Kaley took a deep breath and rolled her shoulders, finding out Trent was evil and being controlled by Mesogog was rough, the fights notwithstanding.

“I know, and saving him is top priority. But Dad he’s getting worse. It almost seems like he doesn’t recognize any of us anymore. Not even me. I’m just worried.” She said quietly as they walked over to the scanner.

Tommy turned and put his hand on her shoulder.

“Princess, you know we can and will save him. And we’ll all be there after he is freed. It’ll be ok.” Tommy said gently using his old nickname for her.

She sighed and went to say something when they heard a noise.

“What was that?” she asked.

Tommy and her turned and looked around for the source of the crash, when Trent came rounding the end of a stack of boxes, before collapsing. Disregarding any measure of safety Kaley ran over to him.

“Trent!” she called falling to her knees beside him.

He shook his head and tried to shove her away.

“No, you have to get out of here. Both of you, please! I don’t want to hurt you again.” Trent said tone begging.

Kaley shook her head and looked up as Tommy knelt down on his other side, quickly scanning his morpher.

“Trent, I know this is terrifying. But you need to breath and focus on something else. It’ll help keep you from morphing.” Her dad explained quickly.

Trent was shaking his head.

“All I can think of and hear is his evil voice in my head.” Trent said sounding broken.

“I know it’s hard but you can do it.” Tommy encouraged.

Trent started to shake his head again when Kaley grabbed him carefully by the head and pressed a hard kiss against his lips, pulling back and seeing his eyes wide, she smiled.

“There think about that.” She said smirking softly.

Tommy sighed and shook his head.

“I did say he should breath too.” He said.

Kaley shrugged.

“I was more focused on clearing his mind.” She replied.

With that Kaley and Tommy grabbed the scanner and helped Trent to the Jeep. They got back to the base again, Kaley providing distractions as needed, and got him onto a med bed. Tommy scanned his morpher again and hummed. Over the next week they did what they could to fix the morpher.

“Ok any ideas?” Tommy asked one night over his third cup of coffee.

Jason shook his head as Kaley hummed.

“Wasn’t there another case of a morpher malfunction?” She asked.

Tommy hummed and nodded, Jason looked confused between them, Tommy shot him a smile.

“You hadn’t come back from Geneva yet. But yeah, Zhane. He was in Cryostasis for almost 2 years before he woke up and when he did his morpher had a 2.5-minute limit. He had to recharge it and it worked fine.” Tommy said not connecting what his daughter was trying to say.

“With lightening.” She said.

Tommy nodded still looking confused, even as Jason’s eyes widened in understanding.

“A controlled shock might just be enough to break the evil connections.” Jason said quickly.

Tommy slapped a hand over his forehead.

“That may work, although it may also hurt him.” He said.

“Let’s do it.” Trent’s voice cut in from the other side of the room.

Kaley stood up quickly and went to him, helping him to a chair.

“You should have stayed in bed.” She said gently brushing the hair from his face.

Trent shook his head.

“No, this is about me too. Let’s do the shock it seems like the best course.” He said.

Tommy looked at Jason, before nodding.

“Alright, but it’ll take a few hours to set up.” He said before him and Jason walked to the back room.

Kaley kneeled down in front of him, seeing how tired Trent was. She reached up and rested her hand on his cheek.

“You’re sure?” she asked softly.

“It’s our best bet. I already can’t stand knowing I’ve hurt you. So, I’ll take the shock over the risk of doing anything like that again.” Trent said softly.

Kaley nodded and leaned up kissing him gently.

“I don’t blame you, I could never. You were being controlled; it wasn’t you.” She said softly.

He rested his forehead against hers and closed his eyes.

“I know, I don’t know how I got so lucky.” He said.

She smiled softly and wrapped her arms around him.

“It’ll be ok.” She whispered.

Trent shook his head.

“What if it doesn’t work?” he asked softly.

Kaley wrapped her hand in his hair tangling her fingers in gently.

“Then we’ll figure something else out. We can contact Aquatar, or KO-35, Triforia is an option too. We won’t let this hold on you any longer. I’ll kick Mesogogs ass myself unmorphed if I have to.” Kaley said firmly.

Trent nodded and moved to stand.

“I’m going to go lay down until it’s time.” He said softly.

Kaley nodded and stood to help him back to his bed before moving to the back room where her parents where.

“That was quite the speech.” Jason commented, trying to sound light.

Kaley turned and looked at him with a face full of determination.

“It wasn’t just a speech. I was beyond serious. Either this works or I start punching enemies with my bare hands. That bastard isn’t going to continue making him feel like shit about himself. He’s a fantastic person, who doesn’t deserve any of this.” Kaley said fiercely.

Jason raised his hands a bit in a calming position.

“Breath. Trust me, I know where you’re coming from.” He said softly.

Tommy looked up with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh?” he asked.

Jason rubbed the back of his neck.

“I may or may not have made a very similar statement when we figured out evil green was you.” Jason said looking to the side.

Tommy gave him a smile as he shook his head and kissed him lightly, Kaley groaning behind them. Tommy smirked.

“Pay back. And I suppose like Father like daughter.” Tommy said with a small laugh.

Both Kaley and Jason looked to opposite sides of the room, rubbing the back of their necks. Tommy laughed and moved into the main room to start setting up the controlled shock machine. Within the next hour they had it set up and ready.

“Kaley, go get Trent and let’s see if this works.” Jason said as Tommy was to far into the calculations.

Kaley nodded and walked into the back, offering a smile to Trent. In a few minutes she had helped him to the front area and into the chair where Jason wrapped the strap around his wrist.

“This is really for your safety.” He said in response to Trent’s look.

Trent nodded.

“Well, it makes sense, electricity and all.” Trent said softly.

Kaley ran her hand through his hair and hugged him quickly before walking over behind the protective shield. She took a breath and then the room lit with a bright light. After a few seconds the room darkened again.

“Trent? How do you feel?” Tommy asked walking to him.

Kaley just a step behind him, Jason was looking over the readings. Trent groaned a bit but looked around for a second.

“I feel…good. Like really good.” He said sounding relieved.

Kaley rushed forward and hugged him tight as Tommy undid the strap on his arm.

“Thank you.” Trent said softly.

Tommy shook his head and turned back to Jason.

“You two should head upstairs and do the work you missed.” Tommy said in response.

Kaley pulled back and nodded, helping Trent stand. They walked up the steps and settled on the couch.

“What…. what happened?” Trent asked a few hours later.

Kaley looked up, humming lightly.

“When?” she asked.

“When I was evil.” Trent said softly.

Kaley closed her eyes and pushed her book away.

“First, that wasn’t you, I don’t care what anyone says. Second, we went home with far more bruises then normal, but it also forced us to work together.” Kaley said trying to be gentle.

Trent took a breath and leaned back.

“Details?” he asked softly.

Kaley took his hand and sighed softly, going over the details and things that had happened. The next few months went by quickly, and before they knew it prom and graduation where upon them.

“So, what are you wearing?” Kira called from where she was in the dressing room.

Kaley smiled softly and looked up from her phone.

“I’ve got a length emerald dress, one shouldered and a white belt to go with it.” She called back.

Kira laughed a bit before stepping out and turning to look in the mirror.

“What do you think?” she asked.

Kaley nodded.

“I like it. And I think Hunter will like it too!” Kaley teased her lightly as she looked over the yellow dress with small dark red accents.

Kira turned bright red and smacked her lightly, before running back into the changing room to put her clothes back on. Walking out a few minutes later tugging her jacket on. Kira walked over to the shoe rack her dress in hand.

“So, what's going on with Trent?” she asked Kaley as she too stopped at the shoes.

Kaley shrugged lightly.

“You know as much as I do. Dad’s got him doing recon on the enemy side, trying to figure out who Mesogog is, or any weaknesses he has. Although he says he has some idea of who he is and what happened. But he hasn’t told me anything.” Kaley said softly, looking around at the different shoes.

Kira nodded and the two moved to the cashier to finish their shopping.

“So, do you think Conner and Ethan will ever stop being idiots?” Kira asked a while later as they were walking home with their shopping and milkshakes.

Kaley let her head fall back with a loud laugh.

“No, I think they’ll always just be yelling at each other.” Kaley said laughing.

That caused Kira to join in and they walked into the house laughing.

“Guys, the rest of the team is downstairs, go on.” Jason called interrupting them and he didn’t sound ok.

“Everything ok Poppa?” Kaley asked carefully as the girls sat their bags down.

“Not really, go on, they’re waiting.” Jason said, voice tight.

Kaley looked at Kira and they both walked to the hidden hatch, Kira tilting the tyrannosaurus models head and letting them in.

“Hey guys, what’s up?” Kira called as they walked down the steps.

They walked into a tense scene. Trent standing to the side with Conner glaring at him and Ethan sitting by the monitors, Kaley could hear who she assumed was her dad and Hailey working in the back.

“What’s up is that someone has been keeping things from us.” Conner said sharply, eyes not moving from Trent.

Kaley moved over to Trent and looked him over.

“You ok?” she asked softly as Kira stood between the two groups trying to get the full story.

Trent ran a hand through his hair and nodded.

“Yeah, I’m ok. Just found out some bad news that Conner thinks I’ve known.” He said voice tight.

Kaley raised her hand and gently laid it on the side of his face.

“Conner is a hot-headed jerk at the best of times, don’t let him get to you.” She whispered softly.

Trent sighed and nodded, resting his forehead on hers again before pulling back, and turning to the stairs.

“What running from the truth?” Conner called.

“Conner shut up.” Ethan said walking over to them.

Kira shot Conner a glare, as Kaley turned slowly and took a step towards him.

“I just need some air. I’ll just be outside.” Trent said not even turning.

He walked up the stairs ignoring everything Conner said.

“Yeah run back to your evil daddy, you traitor!” Conner called.

Before anyone could blink Conner was on the floor and Kaley stood over him.

“Conner if you know what’s good for you, I’d stay quiet if I where you.” Tommy said from the back having come out when he heard the thud.

He walked over and moved between his daughter and Conner, placing his hands on her shoulders.

“You need to breath.” Tommy said and Kaley took a deep breath.

Conner slid up onto his butt before standing up wiping his face.

“What the hell! I was just saying the truth!” Conner called.

Tommy quickly wrapped his arms around Kaley again when she lunged at Conner.

“If we want him alive, someone get him out of here!” Tommy called.

Kira nodded grabbed Conner and dragged him up the stairs, almost running into Jason as she did. Ethan following behind them a little slower.

“What’s going on?” Jason asked confused, having heard the commotion.

Tommy sat Kaley on a chair and turned to Jason.

“Conner ran his mouth about Trent without the girls getting any information, Trent went outside, Conner kept running his mouth. Kaley snapped and punched him, well that’s what happened from what I saw.” Tommy explained running a hand through his hair.

Jason turned to Kaley arms crossed.

“Yes, I punched him. Yes, I would have again had dad not stopped me. Will I the next time I see him? Probably. He had no right talking about Trent like that.” Kaley said firmly.

Tommy sighed and turned to the steps.

“Speaking of, I should make sure Conner and Trent aren’t in a fist fight.” Tommy said walking upstairs.

Jason nodded and looked at his daughter.

“Kaley, I don’t like the amount of fights you’ve gotten into lately. First that kid at school, yes it was months ago but still. And now your own teammate? We don’t fight our teammates!” Jason said sternly.

Kaley looked up at him and offered him a short glare.

“Like you even know what this last year has been. You’ve been gone with the PRU so much, we rarely see you. Also, I don’t care if he is my teammate, he ran his mouth about my soulmate, my person. Anyone who does that gets punched. I don’t care.” Kaley said firmly.

Jason sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

“I know I’ve been gone a lot, but I’ve had to help organize some things. You need to learn to control your emotions…” Jason started before Kaley jumped out of her seat.

“No! Don’t stand there and tell me to let him get away with that. Because we both know you’d do the same damn thing if someone said something about Dad!” she said voice tight.

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fandomfic-galore · 5 years

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Wow, you’re a bitch!

Warnings: smut, Dom/sub smut smut smut.

Anon requested

The relationship you had with Rick was properly not healthy. You weren’t going to lie to yourself. To everyone else, he would seem like your leader. Someone that had everyone’s best interest at heart. The leader who would always be at your house due to you being the only doctor in Alexandria. In reality, however, whenever he was at your home is was because something went wrong on a run. Or something has happened with Negan that made him frustrated, and how did he get rid of that frustration by fucking you into the mattress over and over until you couldn’t walk anymore.

Today was like any other at Alexandria. Rick had gone out for a run and you were in the hospital room doing nothing. Everyone was ok at the moment but you decided to stay here just in case when they got back you were needed.

A roar of a car pulled up. Looking out of the window you saw people going towards the gate to open it. You saw the car drive through the gate and Rick was in the driver's seat. Daryl in passengers. You couldn’t see Ricks face to see what kind of mood he was in.

You waited in the room for Rick. To see if he would come to you or not. You waited and waited. It seemed like hours and you decided you had enough.

Going back home, you swung your front door behind. You didn’t hear it slam. Standing still you knew what or who was behind you.

“Upstairs” Rick ordered. It sent shivers down your spine. You had enough though. You wanted to get back at him for once.

Going upstairs. Very slowly swaying your hips as you did. You could feel Ricks eyes stare at your ass.

Making your way to your bedroom you crawled onto your bed. Presenting your ass to the man behind you.

“You’re going to be the death of me y/n. Lie on your back”

“No” you shakily ordered. You wanted to be in charge for once.

“Get on the bed and lie on your back...Rick”

He looked at you through hooded eyes. A smirk slowly took over Ricks face. You were proud of yourself for doing this. You wanted to be in charge for once. You wanted to get what you wanted for once.

Rick did exactly what you said. Straddling him, you placed your hands on his shoulders and gently pushed your hips down on his. You felt his member become semi hard underneath you.

“Y/n stop teasing” Rick pleaded.

“Today, we are going to do this my way” you licked your lips.

Shuffling down the bed you came face to face with Ricks pants. Undoing his pants, you unbuttoned and shimmed his pants and boxers down. Rick lifted his hips to be able to give you easy access.

Your hand traced Ricks dick slowly to begin with. Licking your lips again you looked up. Ricks eyes was watching your every move. Biting his lip, he rolled his eyes back into his head.

You took Rick’s thick throbbing cock into your mouth. Hollowing your cheeks you only wanted to take him slightly. He wasn’t allowed to be pleasured so easily this evening.

Groaning. You looked up at the person who gave the most aminalsist noise you ever heard. Smiling to yourself. You stopped.

Rick opened his mouth to protest. You quickly moved a finger to shh him. Smirking, you were loving this power and control.

Standing above Rick you removed your own pants at a slow agonizing pace. You knew this would torture him.

Moving your legs either side of him you straddled him again. Your hot wet pussy was just above the tip of his cock. He moved his hand to position him to enter you.

“No you don’t” you scolded him for the move.

He smirked and licked his lips.

You moved your own hand to his cock and you heard him gasp. Taking the tip you decided to stroke your lips that were covered in your hot arousal. Humming, it felt so good.

“Y/n, please”

“Please what Rick?” You played dumb at his plea.

“I need to be inside of you. Please.” You smirked and gently lowered yourself onto his cock.

You both groaned at the new sensation.

Rick's hand travelled to your clothed breasts kneading them with hunger. You rolled your hips and felt your clit rub against his pelvic bone. It was giving you an overwhelming feeling. You felt Rick's hand travel towards your hips. He dug his fingers into your flesh.

Picking up the pace. You rolled your hips faster. Rick raised his hips to meet yours. Drilling into over and over. You felt the muscles inside of you starting to clench around his length. Fuck this felt so good. You never wanted it to end. Your muscles were clenching hard. Your head flew back and your eyes rolled back. Your breath had hitched into your throat. Rick thrust into you deeper. Pulling you harder into his own hips.

Stars. Stars were all that you saw when you screamed his name. He kept thrusting into you, making your pleasure so intense you nearly came again.

Removing Ricks hands from your hips, you pinned them above his head. You climbed off Rick and retrieved your pants.

“What...what are you doing y/n?” He questioned with the most puzzled look on his face.

“This was all about me… not you” you winked and walked out of the room.

“Wow! You’re a bitch” you heard behind you as you smirked and put the kettle on.

#twd rick #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes smut #smut smut smut #this was done on my phone. please forgive my spelling #twd smut #twd fanfiction #twd

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maximumflapshoesoul-blog · 5 years

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My nightmare neighbour

I really do live next door to a nightmare neighbour and for a year now she has stressed me out so much that i just want to scream. But instead of screaming i thought i would vent my frustrations by typing daily events in hope that putting it out there would ease my soul in someway. So here goes..it all started last summer with my son who was 11 at the time playing football in our own back garden with a friend of his. My son came upstairs to me saying next door wanted to speak to me. So i went down stairs and through to the back garden to see what she wanted..to my horror she started screaming at me about the kids playing and offering me a fight out on the front then she threatened me with a machete. I just got the kids in and shut the backdoor and took myself back upstairs. About 30 mins later the police arrived at my house as she had reported me. I explained to the police what had gone off and they were more than happy with my explaination as my neighbour is well known to the police for causing drama so the officer that came to see me said.

I really dont understand where all this had come from because before this i use to deliver parcels locally and often delivered to my neighbour and we use to chat.

On a daily basis me and my partner would hear her f..ing and blinding at her kids but turned a blind eye as we can all shout at our children but she was just exteme with it.

About a week after the first incident there was another knock at the door..this time it was the council police..a complaint had been put in about bedroom noise 😁 wow so now she wasnt just satisfied with controlling my son playing in his own back garden but now wants to control our sex lives 😂😂 obviously the council police left happy and nothing else was done about it.

I just want to say that my partner owns her own house outright so we are not council tenants so i really dont know what she was trying to achieve!!

For several months there was no more confrontations and no more knocks of the door from the council or police so thought she had just turned her attentions on to somebody else after realising she wasnt getting anywhere with us. Even though she still carried on shouting awful things to her kids (she shouted that loud you could hear word for word what she was saying) banging and slamming doors loud..tv on all night loudly or because of the type of person she is it wouldnt surprise me she put her tv right up to our bedroom wall..drilling before 7am on a daily basis..mowing her lawn before 7am..dragging her wheelie bin down her steps at 6.20 am followed by her gate then her door slamming. We knew she was just trying to get a rise out of us but we carried on ignoring her antics. Even though it was frustrating.

One morning in march i believe it to be the 12th me and my son was getting in my car as we usually would at 6.45 so i could get to work and my son to school. Before i got in the car i but our bin out as it was bin day. The next minute i heard her front door slam so i turned round and saw she was putting her bin out. I was minding my own business when i looked again she was stood at her back gate in her dressing gown with her arms folded just staring at me..i put my window down in my car shrugged my shoulders and asked what was her problem..with that she started screaming and shouting at me in a threatening way so i just put my window back up and drove off..she was obviously looking for an argument but i was not doing this in front of my child (she can scream and shout all she likes in front of her kids but not mine!).

When i got home from work that evening i phoned 101 and reported it to the police..the officer who came to see me previously rang me back and asked me if i wanted him to go and see her to which i said no but please just log it incase anything else happens.

Things on the confrontations side died down again but all the noises from her house didnt but yet again we just ignored her as we couldnt be bothered with her childish ways.

About a month later after the 12th March incident i recieved a phone call from social services..it had been reported to the NSPCC that my son was being battered in our home by me or my partner..obviously i was upset and angry that someone would do this..the social worker arranged to come and see me and my son so she could talk to us the very next day. The social worker was really nice..she spoke to me and my son separately and could see he was far from a battered child..she did then say she needed to speak to his school as thats just something they do. I wasnt worried about this as i know my son is doing very well at school..top groups for all subjects and he is in his school football team. About a week later i got a call from the social worker saying the case was closed and they are happy my son isn't coming to any harm. They said it was obviously malicious as they was a couple of referrals one was the 12th March (coincidence i think not) and another for January where the police were suppose to be involved..police had no record of it and they wouldnt because it never happened..also he was being battered on a daily basis..anyway if another referral goes through the person making the allegations will be investigated. So i hope she does as that might be her downfall!

Last week me and my son was coming home at about 6.30 pm..there was 4 children outside my neighbours house..i know one to be her daughter but was unsure who the others was..before we approached the kids started shouting stuff at us..i mean for god sake they must all be 10 and under..me and my son didnt say a word as we are not lowering ourselves to that level and carried on walking to our front door..as i unlocked the front door i noticed she was stood there arms folded staring i ignored her and carried on going in tp my house where the she shouted 'why you starting on the kids'..i just shut the door and carried on with my business.

The next day i got a knock at the door..it was the police again..sigh..she reported me..i couldnt believe it..me and my son had done and said nothing..she told the police im battering my son so that confirms she is the one who is making the allegations..i always start on her kids..please im a 43 year old woman who doesnt even really shout at my own child..apparently i also follow her daughter and friend on the park and just stand and stare at them..i havent been on a park for years ever since my son was small..its all ridiculous and its really winding me up but there is nothing i can do but sit back and pray that she gets her comeuppance one day.

I feel a little bit better for getting it all out of my head and now im going to start typing as things happen.

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kissedbyfae · 3 years

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My Experiences and Thoughts Over Ouija Boards

Over the course of my two year of being here on Tumbler, I’ve come to the realization that I have never talked about why I don’t use Ouija Boards as a method of divination and communication in my practice. This stems from my personal experience with using one multiple times over the course of two years with an ex-friend.

When I was thirteen and all the way to age fifteen, I had a friend that I would constantly hang out with at school and have multiple sleepovers at her house. Said friend was Roman Catholic by will of her mother while I was and still am Norse Pagan. My second or third time spending the night at her place, she decided that we were going to play a bunch of paranormal games.

Now before I get into this, let me sketch out the layout of my friend’s house. It was a two story house with a large backyard and a guest house. Her mother had a room on the first floor where the garage, kitchen formal dining room, informal dining room, kitchen, living room, piano room, and laundry room were located as well as the door that led to the backyard. Out in the backyard, she had a porch an old chicken coop, a swing basket, and the guest house. The guest house was also two stories but was used for storage. Now on the second floor of the main house, there was four bedrooms, two three hallways, a common room, a bathroom, and a storage room. My friend had her bedroom on this floor and had the entire second floor to herself.

Now back to that night. I had already been at the house for maybe three and a half hours, and we already had dinner and her mother had left to do some thing(I don’t remember what exactly as this was almost seven years ago). So my friend and I were hanging out in the kitchen, where we stashed some drinks and food we technically weren’t allowed to have but went to the dollar store earlier and grabbed a whole bunch of drinks, junk food, and other things.We brought the junk food and drinks up to her room and she casually suggested that we do some paranormal games/things. I hesitantly agreed and we went out into the common room where all the copy paper and pens were. My friend pulled a piece of copy paper out, grabbed a pen, and made a Ouija Board. She placed it on the floor and produced a penny to use as the planchette. I immediately did not want to take part in doing that but my friend talked me into it so I had no choice but to participate in it with her. We both put our fingers on the penny and started to play the game. As soon as she asked if anyone was in the room with us, the bathroom door slammed shut. I jumped and told her that I didn’t want to do it anymore. Luckily she agreed and we ended the session properly.

Flash forward to age fifteen. We hadn’t played the Ouija Board since and it was my fifth time over at her house. We went through the same drill; hit the dollar store, load up on a bunch of drinks, junk food, paper, markers, and other things we may have wanted, walk back to her house, hide the things we bought up in her room, went downstairs, had dinner, her mother left the house again to play some bridge with some friends. My friend and I were downstairs, just talking when we heard muffled footsteps and a door creaking shut coming from the second floor of her house. I stopped and asked her if it was just us in the house, and she told me that there was no one else in the house with us and that the noises had been happening for a while. The noises continued again, only they were louder the second time we heard it. We both ran upstairs, and found no one there. That entire night, we heard constant noises and I just had a very uneasy feeling that someone or something was watching us.

I honestly believe that her house is still haunted from whatever she invited in her house from us using that board seven years ago. I’m no longer her friend and I haven’t had contact with her in two years. This was only one instance of what she dragged me into doing in the five years I was her friend. Because of this, I have become a sort of paranormal magnet.

Anyways, this experience coupled with what else I did with my ex friend is why I will never use a Ouija Board again.

#fae speaks #pagan #personal experience

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domesticdisturbance · 7 years

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Nuisance Neighbours

It all started around Christmas time. The new neighbours moved in on Christmas Eve.

Christmas day was great. Just a little time spent with my mum, opening presents and eating good food. Boxing day seemed to go ok. Had the brother and his wife come round with their little boy. They opened their presents and then we had a fantastic lunch; a plethora of buffet food with samosas, onion bhajis, cheese sticks and mini pizzas.

All was fine until the evening, when my brother and his wife went home. The new neighbours decided that it was time they introduced themselves, not through conventional means such as a friendly meet and greet on the doorstep, but through loud hammering and drilling. This lasted for at least two hours. We thought it rude, but figured it was just one day; who could it harm.

The next day we realised that we were wrong. It was the bank holiday following Boxing day. Both my mum and I were awoken at 6:30am. It seems the new neighbours had brought in builders. Not just any builders, but completely incompetent builders who didn't seem to know how the law worked. For the next two days, we listened to them knocking down interior walls. (Listen to the audio for an approximate guage of the noise)

https://domesticdisturbance.tumblr.com/private/163568117230/tumblr_otv6h35VWW1wtq2k9

We went next door on the second day of this happening. We asked them if they were turning the house into an HMO. They said that they weren't and that they were a nice family. We were also told that this was their way, as if it was something that we had to get used to. We begrudgingly accepted that excuse not realising that the following three months were going to be hell for us, as this was to set the pace of things to come.

The night we questioned them as to the nature of their work, the "lady" of the house came around to our house to speak to us in regards to the question we had raised. She also confirmed that they were a family, there was to be no HMO and that they were nice people. Seemed a little bit rehearsed for our liking. We were polite, but that was until the Friday night when she asked if the builders could work on a Sunday. We were told that it would only be for one day. Every morning, of the following week, starting at about 6:45am we were woken up by builders slamming the front door, running up and down stairs and hammering away. They carried on all the way until 7pm, showing they had little regard for the law.

None of the neighbours had been warned of the building work that was to happen and approximately how long it would last. These builders affected not just us, but everyone in a long block of terraced houses. This included them taking up parking spaces with up to four vehicles. (See below - All three are visible together in one of the photos)

We tried to speak to the builders about this, but soon realised that they couldn't speak a word of English and our attempts were futile. We didn't see the lady (I shall call her Sienna for the purpose of this blog) until the following Friday. We had a funny feeling she was going to ask for them to work on New Years Day. It was evident by the look on her face when my mum said, "I hope your builders are not working this Sunday." Her expression fell flat. Her plan to ask us that question had failed before she had even opened her mouth. My mum continued to explain that it was illegal to start building work in a residential area before 7am on weekdays and Saturdays and that they had to finish by 6pm on weekdays ad 1pm on Saturdays. It was also illegal to work on a Sunday and Bank holidays. They agreed that no work would take place on that weekend.

We then got woken up at 7am on a Saturday morning (New Years Eve). Her partner had the bright idea of reversing his big van into the driveway and loading heavy rubble into it. Wanted to get a head start was the excuse we were told. The builders turned up a little later that day, but still worked until 7pm. The only saving grace we had was that the builders didn't turn up on the Sunday (New Years Day). At least they had listened to that part or so we thought.

We had no idea that for the following two and a half months we were to be woken up every day, including a Sunday. Not forgetting to mention that the new owners of the house also have strange work schedules, which meant they came home at 12-12:30am and woke us up again, with slamming doors, heavy footsteps and loud voices. This meant that we were getting woken up twice in the course of 7 hours plus the noise of the builders all day.

The weather was absolutely freezing outside. There was no way we could take the dog out for a week for 12 hours a day. We couldn't impose ourselves or our dog on other people and we also couldn't leave the dog on her own on her own in the house with that horrendous noise.

Sienna came around the following week. We explained to her that the noise was just excruciating and asked how long it was to carry on. She just shrugged her shoulders and said it had to be done unfortunately. She also didn't know how long the work was to carry on, as it was up to the builders. We began to wonder again, who owned that house. They were being very secretive about it. We told her that the builders should give us a break at least on a Sunday. This lasted for two weeks, but by the third Sunday they were back, and working until 7pm instead of 4pm like they were on previous Sundays. At this time she also mentioned that she was having wooden flooring throughout the house. We told her that sound carries through the floors in these houses. She again shrugged her shoulders and said that's what she was having whether we like it or not. We didn't see Sienna again for approximately 8 or 9 weeks after that (When the work was almost finished)

The following week was even worse. The builders were drilling into the party wall next to my bedroom for six full days. The vibration of which damaged most of my stuff (Although I was not to find this out until later)

Here is a sample of what we had to put up with. See if you can listen to this with headphones in for more than an hour. Now imagine this for 12 times that and for six days. It will drive you crazy.

https://domesticdisturbance.tumblr.com/post/163568600960/series-1000-general-miningdrilling-101924

A list of the property they broke through the vibration of the drilling:

Guitar string snapped. PC No longer works. Turns on, but just goes blank. Server started having memory problems. Had to lay out on new memory stick. TV on the adjacent wall has started flickering every now and then. Washing machine packed up. Wasn't even near the wall. Vacuum Cleaner packed up (Stored next to the party wall downstairs)

That is a just a list of the property that we know is broken. We can't prove for definite that this was caused by the drilling, so we can't claim a thing from them. We know for sure it was caused by that.

8 or 9 weeks passed with more drilling, hamering and sawing. They even had an electric tile cutter that they were using on the upstairs floor (Listen to audio below)

https://domesticdisturbance.tumblr.com/post/163569484305/the-library

It echoed though to our house and actually sounded more like drilling. A guy turned up during this time, to do the windows. They started drilling out the bricks around the old ones out at about 4pm, even though they were screwed in, and by this time I had had enough. I admit this was not my finest moment, but I went next door and banged as loud as I could. Sienna's partner opened the door. He took one look at me with a disgusted look on his face and said, "what?". I basically told him to have some f'ing respect for his neighbours and that we had had enough of their nonsense. Sienna came round after that and I apologised for my behaviour. She then had the cheek to tell us that the noise was also doing her head in. We said, try putting up with it for 13 weeks. She shrugged her shoulders and repeated a phrase we had heard before. Has to be done unfortunately.

The next time she came round was to collect a parcel we had taken in for her. I even watched as the delivery girl put a note in the door. It took her five days to do this and it was only after we had knocked twice and stuck a note in her door.

The next and final time she came around she wanted to ask us a favour. She wanted us to look after her house while she went to Bulgaria to visit her family. We asked her if the other three tenants were going with her. "No", she said. She was going on her own. Why were we looking after the house for them when three of them were still going to be there. It didn't make a lot of sense to us. She basicly thrust her phone number towards me and said, do you want my number or what?

By this time we were well and truly annoyed, but reluctantly agreed to it on the premise of being good neighbours. She went off for two weeks.. baring in mind that she had apparently been booked off work for two months due to being sick. She was now taking holiday on top of that.

Her lodgers played up hell while she was gone. Parking mostly in the driveway, they carried on the usual routine of slamming doors, stomping around on the floor and talking at the tops of their voices. This was taken to a new level though, as they were sitting in the company van smoking and talking to someone on the mobile through the bluetooth speaker and even playing loud music. This could be heard all the way down the road.

By the time Sienna got back, she was no longer talking to us. Never said one word. We found out that she was pregnant with another kid, and had brought her first kid home with her from Bulgaria. After all they put us through with no warnings whatsoever, there was never a word of apology from any of them for what they had done.

They continue to be a nuisance to this day. They have strange people coming round all the time who talk and laugh at the tops of their voices and even though they are in the back garden, we can hear them at the front of our house. Other people come for about 5 minutes at a time, collect parcels and packets from them and then leave again.

Unfortunately we have to have the windows and doors open, because it is so hot. We use to look forward to summer but.... roll on winter, where they have to stay inside with the door shut.

Doesn't really help with the noise though, as they still carry on like they always have (more on this later). We suffer the most through them.... but with them moving in, they have managed to alienate most of the road and continue to do so through taking up more than their fair share of parking. The driveway only supports two vehicles. Only one is parked in the driveway while three others hog parking spaces (See picture)

That gold car has been sitting in that same spot for over a month and has just been clamped due to no insurance and no tax. The other two vehicles are company vans, while the fourth car (in the driveway) belongs to Sienna. Bare in mind that they get upset if someone parks in front of their house, but it's perfectly fine for them to do the exact same thing to someone else.

So in conclusion to the first portion of this blog.... When people ask why we hate the neighbours, we can just point them in this direction and everything will be explained. If you have trouble with neighbours yourself, it would be worth writing a blog like this to help process things and make other people aware of what you have been through.

We often wonder what we have done to deserve such inconsiderate, selfish neighbours, but unfortunately that is an unanswerable question.

(Cont)

We caught their young lodgers looking in car windows and houses as they went past. Not quick glances, but staring into them. When they happened to be doing it to our house, we stood up to make them aware of what they were doing. Most people would look away at that point, but all they did was stare at us as they went past.

It’s not just the lodgers though. Sienna now has her grandmother staying with them and she also does the same thing. Often her and Sienna has been out in the front garden as visitors of ours have come over. They both stare with their mouths open. It also happened a lot in the back garden. All day, every day they are outside. There is no peace to enjoy the garden.

My mum caught the grandmother one day and said, if she keeps this up, we will have no choice but to have them up for harassment. She made out that she couldn’t understand, but then spoke to my mum in almost perfect English a couple of minutes later. Apparently she is looking after the baby and four year old boy. We often speculate as to what the actual mother (Sienna) of those children is doing.

Often on a Sunday, all of them seem to be home. They sit outside yelling at the tops of their voices. My mum and I were out there and couldn’t even hear each other speak, it was so loud. Our neighbour on the other side of us had to put her music on louder to drown out their speech. I yelled over the fence that they were being anti-social. They then preceded to get louder still (Didn’t think it was possible)

Over a couple of weeks we have witnessed them selling off cigarettes at the door (The people buying these cigarettes just took it upon themselves to park in the next door neighbour’s driveway)

We’ve also witnessed them having a very large quantity of nappies delivered from two different supermarkets over a period of two weeks. About 70 crates of nappies were delivered in that time. We have also seen about six car loads full. Both times the nappies have been at their house for a few days and then their van is loaded up and off they go somewhere. Can’t be far, because they are back within a certain amount of time.

All this strange behaviour has led us to be very suspicious of their activities. Even guests of theirs don’t seem to be able to behave themselves. Their parking skills certainly leave a lot to be desired.

The latest thing to happen, however, is the so called gas engineer, that came to fiddle around with their boiler. The flue for this was placed approximately two foot from the boundary line by the previous neighbour. This ‘engineer’ has now placed it a foot closer meaning that the poisonous gases from the flue are now only a foot away from our fence. There is a window in our hallway that we often open for air. I dread to think what we are breathing in now.

Apart from that, it’s the usual banging and slamming around at night without a thought for others, because ‘they’re used to it’ and the car alarm that goes unchecked and eventually stops by itself after a few times.

(Watch this space)

#nuisance neighbours

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