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has been playing quietly by himself since he got dropped off by his
kindergarten teacher, Mrs. P. That isn’t really her real name though. JJ just
can’t seem to remember what her name is. He kicks a pebble and let out a sigh.
Daddy had to work and could not pick him up because of work and since Daddy
didn’t give any emergency contact to Mrs. P, she had to send him home. Mrs. P
had waited with him for a while but had to leave after half an hour. So JJ has
been playing alone in his front yard since then.
out of his mind, JJ flops on the grass and closes his eyes. “I miss daddy.” He
murmurs sleepily, his exhaustion finally catching up to him. JJ must have
drifted off to sleep because the next thing he knows, he is being gently shaken
awake and someone is holding an umbrella over him.
JJ.” You sigh in relief when the blond kid with the beautiful blue eyes you
have come to love finally open his eyes. You had been on your way to your house
when you spotted the little boy sprawled on the lawn, unmoving and your brain
automatically assumed the worse so you had run over to him, dropping your
belongings beside him before trying to wake him up which brings you to your
Y/N.” JJ rubs his eyes sleepily as he sits up. “I fell asleep.”
nod your head, kneeling beside him. “What are you doing out here?” You glance
over to his house but it didn’t seem as if anyone is home at all. You spy JJ’s
school bag in front of his door and now that you finally manage to look around,
you also notice his dad’s red Maserati is not around too. Immediately, a frown
appears on your face. “How long have you been out here, darling?” You turn to
look at him, bringing him in your arms, lifting him up. JJ wraps his arms
around your neck instinctively.
dunno.” JJ shrugs, enjoying being held by you. It reminds him of daddy. “Mrs. P
dropped me off and waited with me for a bit because she could not reach daddy’s
phone. She left after that though.” JJ explains when he remembers your earlier
question. Besides, Mrs. P was a boring companion to be with – she didn’t even
want to play with him.
frown on your ace deepens. You are aware that JJ’s kindie often ends early –
some days earlier than most – and today must have been one of those earlier
days. You also know that JJ’s daddy – Jason Todd – is a very busy man. Not to
mention sexy too. But that is absolutely beside the point. The teacher
definitely needs a talking to, too. What if you had not decided to go home
early today? What would have happened to the poor boy?
about we come over to my house first and then we can wait for daddy together?
How’s that sound?” You pick up your belongings and head towards your own house
when JJ nodded his head and unlock your door. You set him down and JJ opens the
door, peeking in to your house.
you.” JJ looks back to grin at you and you almost sigh at how adorable the boy
is. You push open the door wider and Max, your Alaskan Malamute, comes out
running to greet the both of you happily. You laugh when Max jumps and licks
your face. He does the same to JJ too when he sees his favourite boy. “Hi Max!”
JJ’s giggle is very adorable and you smile.
let’s go in. I’ll make us something light to eat.” You tell JJ as the three of
you walk inside. Max skips happily in front of the two of you. “Are you hungry,
nods his head. “Yes!”
close the door behind you and make sure the door is locked before dropping your
keys and belongings on the counter. JJ runs off ahead with Max chasing after
him, laughing happily as the two of them start playing chase. That is how you
spend the rest of the day – playing with JJ and feeding the little boy.
grunts as he parks his Maserati, letting out a few expletives. His work hard
taken too much of his time and Jason had actually thought he would have
finished it before JJ is let out of kindergarten but that was not the case. His
house is dark and it is really late at night too. What the fuck had the
teachers been thinking by leaving his son alone here? He really should have
given them Alfred’s number as an emergency contact – but at the same time,
Jason did not want JJ to be seen as the billionaire’s grandson! He wants JJ to
grow up without the eyes of the public on him.
Jason panics when he does not see JJ anywhere but stumbles upon his bag. He
really should consider moving JJ to a closer kindergarten or maybe even
considering just sending JJ to a private day-night care instead. Jason is about
to call out JJ’s name when he spies a paper stuck on his door. “What the hell.”
He rips the paper off of the door and squints as he tries to read it in the
dark. His head shoots up and he looks at his neighbour’s house before sighing
crosses the lawn and knocks on your door. He can hear JJ’s laughter from inside
and Jason releases another sigh of relief. He can hear your voice telling JJ (“That’s
your daddy, let’s go greet him,”) and Jason suddenly feels anxious.
moment the door opens, JJ jumps towards Jason, causing Jason to reach forward
to wrap his arms around his son. JJ giggles happily when Jason showers his face
with kisses, momentarily forgetting about your presence. You, on the other
hand, are melting inside at the display of affection. You have always known
Jason to be a very loving dad – JJ tells you about all the things Jason has
done for him – and seeing this right in front of you almost makes you feel shy.
you so much, Y/N.” Jason thanks you profusely and you shake your head, trying
your hardest not to let your blush appear on your cheeks. Up close, Jason is
seriously super handsome and how you are still standing is a mysterious. “I
really should pay you for your time – I didn’t mean to be unreachable. I
thought I could get back before JJ was let out of school.” Jason rambles and
would have continued to ramble if you had not stop him.
shake your head. “No, it’s quite alright. JJ is a very good company too. You
don’t have to pay me,” You assure Jason but it seems as if Jason is not having
any of your excuses so he takes out his wallet and tries to give you a few
bills and you shake your head. This goes on a few times – Jason trying his
hardest to convince you take the money and you rejecting the money because JJ
is a very adorable, laughable boy.
is about to insist you to take his compensation money when you blurt out, “How
about you pay me by coming over to dinner instead? I make some mean steak.” Jason
stares at you in surprise and you blanch when you realize what you have just
said. Your face turns absolutely red and you almost stumble backwards.
we have some mashed potatoes too, Y/N?” JJ asks excitedly. He really likes
eating your food – it reminds him Grandpa Alfred’s food too. Jason looks away
from you to look at JJ briefly. JJ seems very happy, excited too and he looks
at you, waiting for your answer.
course.” You smile at JJ. “We can have mashed potatoes too.”
grins. “Only if you let me bring some wine over.” He tells you. You flush under
his stare and nod your head. “We can have some steak, mashed potatoes, wine for
us and some smoothie for JJ.” Jason takes out his phone and hands it over to
you. “Put your number in – we can set a date sometime this week?”
nod your head, inputting your phone in to Jason’s phone. “That’s a date then.”
Jason chuckles and nods his head. The two of you stare at each other quietly
and would probably have gone on much longer if JJ had not yawn. Jason seems to
remember that it is quite late at night and JJ might have missed his afternoon
nap too. “I’m going to go home now, thank you again for taking care of JJ when
I wasn’t around, Y/N. You are a life saver.” Jason leans forward to press a
kiss on your cheek and you grin at him, your heart beating wildly against your
leaves you standing by your door, cheeks flushed and there is a little bit of a
spring to his steps. He definitely is lucky to have a neighbour like you – one that
would take care of his kid willingly. He knows JJ can be a handful sometimes –
JJ picks up much of his habits too! – and it can really be tiring at times but
as he walks all the way to his own house, JJ has yet to stop talking about all
the fun things he had done while at your house. He even talked about Max, your
dog and how bigger the dog is than Uncle Damian’s Titus is!
it is about time he acts on his feelings for you. Suddenly, Jason is looking
forward to having dinner with you. You might even be what his life needs.
good morning it’s time to talk in depth about Kit Purrson, our main man Kenny P’s life partner and indisputable bae.
so Kent moves to Las Vegas. he’s probably super young- 18, 19, ect. lived with his moms and doesn’t really know how to react being given a sudden huge amount of contract money. his step mom Sadie helps him pick out the apartment and he flies in with her and she helps him move in. and she says “hey, you know what? you ought to get a cat.”
she grasps at Oldham straws
She spells her name with no X
tracing pebbles down the dark of my back.
She has a kettle-black kept up in her kitchen
she calls her cat despondence
What’s the next one, the Greek letter which comes
after tau or heartbreak What’s the next
after a summer sun
left washed-up in bedclothes.
But oblivion carries its own weight
I’m thinking of when I first married
the braided grass ring fell off my finger
by the time my mother ran the bath.
I’ve been reading a fic named “Between flesh and bones” by ladydarkina because I’m a dirty sinner, but honestly what’s gotten me jumping up and down has been the office cast which adds more depth to the environment and story! I’m gonna try drawing all of them from my personal interpretation of their appearances, but here are two darlings- Misty and Tessa!! o(^▽^)o
I like to think Misty being entirely American in origin, likely dyes her hair, and has a little dachshund named “Pebbles”
Tessa is that one friend you have to stop every 2 minutes for while out in town because she saw something interesting in a window, or god forbid, you pass a pet store and she has to take a few minutes to coo over the bunnies on display
Also bonus reader in dailywear (and a good guide on how to cling to a short person when you’re tall)
Name: Pebbles (Lissandra) Voice claim:
Dascha Polanco (https://youtu.be/sMl-9yhhS8g?t=22s) Age: 22 Birthday: June 22′nd Weight: 50 kg Height: 152 cm Sexual orientation: Heterosexual Gender: Female Occupation: Slave/pit fighter, earth elementalist Dislikes: Loud sounds, nosy people, not getting straight to the point, heat, pointless arguments, short jokes and rock puns, salt, swimming, reading, thunder, drugs and alcohol, the morning, lying. Likes: Challenges and dares, fighting, heights, winning, working out, dancing, rain, fashion, jokes dryer than the Sahara desert, sleeping, pastel colours, animals, jellyfish, putting things in order, teasing, blood, teeth. Notable facts: - Ambidextrous, meaning she’s dominant in both her right and left hands and feet. -She can barely read. - As an earth elementalist she is able to bend the earth to her will, however, she’s also able to bend metal in some cases where it’s a rather weak metal and change the form of crystals. - Ironicaly enough she collects gemstones and rocks. - Ain’t sayin she has a major interest in the palanteology field but she totes does. - sWEET STUFF IS TOTALLY NSFW WHAT DO U MEAN. Totally the kind of person to make a ton of nasty jokes unless they’re directed towars her tho. 8 | - She was abandoned by her grandmother and orphaned at the age of 5. Taken in by a gang of criminals and at the age of 14 she was sold off to a gang who organizes pit fights whom she now fights for. She’s considered quite popular as she’s managed to take down opponents bigger and supposedly thought to be stronger than herself. BOULDERS MAN, BOULDERS.
-Tattoos go invisible when she’s not doing anything with the earth and of such. They are made to keep her in tune with her powers and her control and ability steps up a notch. S’ the pit gang that payed and forced her to get them after they bought her.
- She can be quite hypocritical. For example; She hates liars, but she can definitely lie to get out of trouble. Or hating nosy people, but she is quite nosy herself. - Trust issues? TRUST ISSUES. Be acting buddy buddy, but u know she’s waiting for that backstab boiz. ᕕ( ⊙ل͜⊙)ᕗ┌┛ - Despite being so short she’s much more for attacking rather than defending when fighting. Her name is Pebbles and chucking boulders and agility is her game ᕦ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕤ
It might take a while to get used to the idea of dragons, even if some kid brings an end to the war seemingly overnight. Cuz hey, theyre dragons. And some people are bound to be frightened of them.
Shadow has patience and persistence, though.
I was thinking of naming her “Pebble”.
None of this is concrete for now. There are so many names I would LIKE to use for him that are like…products of some sort? (Shadowshield being the one I really wanted like damn but its like 5 different things already). Shadowshale is not officially taken (except for on one odd site) though and I like it. And it would give them both rock themed names.
x Reader; Dean appearing also AU
and the reader have been very close friends as children, when at age
seven, his family and he move away. Thirteen years later, it’s the
reader’s first day of college and on accident, she bumps into exactly
Word count: ~
see, (Y/N) – John, here, has found a job in another town.” I look
up at Mary. I don’t understand why she is telling me this. “I know
you and Sammy – I know you two are really good friends, -”
I laugh. “Pebbles is my bestest friend in the world.”
Mary laughs. I like her laugh. It is very pretty. Mary is very
pretty. And I think she is a good mom. But not as good as my mom.
“Look, (Y/N),” Mary kneels down to me and she pinches my
cheek. I giggle. I like when she does that, because she doesn’t do it
as harshly as my uncle, Joey, does. “Sam and his brother, Dean –
they’re gonna leave tonight, together with us, of course.”
don’t understand. “When will you be back?”
smile anymore. “We won’t come back.” she says. I still don’t
know. “I mean, we are
gonna visit on Christmas and of course we’re gonna come down here for
your birthday next month, don’t you worry, Sweetheart …”
makes a pause. Mary holds my arms.
“But most of our
furniture and clothes are there already, you know – in our new
“What about this house?” I ask.
family is gonna move in.” she says. “A really nice family. They
also have a little son.”
“And Pebbles?” I don’t
understand. “What about Pebbles?”
“You can go play with
him outside now.” Mary nods. “I’m gonna talk to your mother,
okay, Sweety? I’ll bring you home in a bit. Go.”
and I look at her, before I look at Pebbles. He’s in the tree house.
I run into the garden and climb up the tree. There are pillows and
blankets on the floor. I don’t like to sit on them, though, because
they’re dirty. I don’t like when little branches or brown leaves
scratch my legs or make my dress muddy.
“I found a ladybug,
(Y/N).” Pepples shows me his finger. On top of it sits a small, red
“What’s its name?” I ask.
at me. “Uhm, I don’t know.” he says. “It hasn’t told me, yet.
And I think it
is a girl.”
“How do you know that?”
probably more lady ladybugs than man ladybugs, or else they wouldn’t
be called ladybugs, so this one’s a girl.” he says. I
Suddenly, the ladybug starts to speak. I lean down to it.
“She said her name is Jody.”
“Jody?” Pebbles asks and
I nod. “She said her name was Caroline, not Jody.”
Caroline?” I ask. “That doesn’t sound anything like
“She said she liked that woman with the black hair
she’s seen on TV earlier.” Pebbles explains. “And because she
didn’t have a name before, she took Caroline’s name.”
Caroline?” I ask, but Pebbles just shrugs his shoulders.
show Caroline-Jody the tree house. It is a very pretty tree house.
John, Pebble’s father, built it and Dean, his brother, helped him. I
always wondered how they got the house up in the tree and Pebbles
said he was going to ask Dean, but I don’t know if he ever did.
think Caroline-Jody likes it here.” I say.
I hold my finger right next to Pebbles’ and with
another finger, he makes Caroline-Jody crawl on mine. I watch out so
that she doesn’t fly away, while Pebbles gets a glass jar out of the
box on the floor.
“That’s Dean’s chest.” I say. “And he
said that if you’re gonna take something out of it, he will -”
know what Dean said.” Pebbles interrupts me and gets up from the
“Maybe he’s gonna see that you took the jar.” I
say. “What if he’s actually gonna -”
“Dean says those
things often.” Pebbles shakes his head. “He doesn’t ever do
After we’ve got Caroline-Jody to move
into the jar and after we’ve poked some holes through the lid so that
she could get enough oxygen to breathe, Pebbles and I sit on the
floor and watch our ladybug. I don’t sit on the pillows and blankets,
“Pebbles, your mom told me that you’re gonna leave
tonight.” I say. “And she also said you’re not gonna come back,
except for my birthday next month and Christmas.”
looks at me. “Yeah, I’ve already got a gift for you.” he smiles.
“And remember last year, when your parents got you a pinata and
when I hit it, all the sweets exploded? Hopefully they’re gonna get
you a pinata this year, as well. Maybe you’re
gonna make it explode.”
“But that’s only a pinata.” I
say and shake my head. “And it’s just one day next month. But I
can’t come over to your house tomorrow and we won’t climb your new
tree in your new garden, and what if your dad wants to take the tree
house with you?”
“I don’t know.” Pebbles says. “And I
don’t want to go there, actually. Although I’d like you to have a
pinata on your birthday.”
“Have you been there before?”
“Yes.” Pebbles nods. “Dean and I visited our new
school before and the new house. It’s not like our old house. It’s
kinda different, I mean. It’s larger, probably, because Mom said that
Dad makes more money in his new job so we don’t have to worry, but I
don’t understand it, anyway. Because, the new house doesn’t have a
garden and there’s two rooms for me and Dean, but one room is so much
smaller than the other one, and Dean said he’s gonna take the larger
one and then I don’t know where to put all my toys. And if you’re
gonna come visit, you’ll have to sleep in my bed or I’ll sleep on the
floor, if we don’t fit in it together.”
I don’t know what to
say. I wish I could come with Pebbles, because he is my bestest
friend in the whole word and I don’t want him to move away. I don’t
even want Dean to move away, even though sometimes before, he was a
little mean to me. But Pebbles said that it was just Dean and that he
doesn’t actually mean it. I believe Pebbles always, because I know he
doesn’t lie to me, because we’re friends. Not like Patty, who lied to
me before, and she lied to me because we weren’t friends. Mommy said
that friends don’t lie to each other and that lying is bad.
know what would be cool?” I have to laugh. “If I could hide in
your trunk and so I could come with you to your new place and if I
could take Caroline-Jody with me into the trunk, so I wouldn’t be
alone during the drive.”
“Yeah, that would be cool.”
Pebbles laughs, also. “And then I’d have to hide you in my closet
all the time and if Mom bought salad, I’d have to steal it so that
you could give it to Caroline-Jody. And I’d always bring you food,
too, of course, and -”
Pebbles and I jump up from the floor and look out the window of the
tree house. Mary stands under us and she looks up.
Sweetheart, I’ll have to pick up some more stuff from a few places,
so I’m gonna drop you at your house, okay?”
I frown. I don’t
want to leave just yet.
“But I don’t want to leave just
“Yeah, Mommy, (Y/N) and I, we found a ladybug and we
called it Caroline-Jody and -”
“Sammy, you know we’ve got
a long night ahead of us and we’re gonna leave pretty soon.” Mary
interrupts Pebbles. “And (Y/N), Sweetheart, I’m really sorry, but
we gotta hurry.” I like that she smiles all the time and that she
always sounds friendly. “Sammy’s gonna make sure to call when we’ve
arrived at the new place, okay?”
I nod slowly. “Okay.” I
“Okay, perfect.” Mary smiles still. “Say goodbye to
(Y/N), young man.” she says to Pebbles. “I’m waiting inside.”
watch Mary walk back into the house. Pebbles suddenly holds my
hand. When I look at him, he doesn’t look back at me but down, and I
can see that he’s crying a little.
“But if you’re gonna
arrive after, like, eight, then I’ll be asleep already.” I say.
“I don’t want to leave this place.” Pebbles
says. “Mommy said I’m gonna make new friends, but I just wish you
I kiss Pebbles’ cheek. I can see that he
blushes. When Pebbles turns his head to me, he kisses me on the
mouth. Now, my cheeks are very red, like a tomato, almost.
my bestest friend in the whole world.” I say.
know, you do
have a lot of stuff.”
I looked up at my father. He was
wiping sweat from his forehead.
“Or maybe you’re just
getting old. Or out of shape.” I laughed. “Or both. Yeah,
“Young lady.” He pointed his finger at me
threateningly, but of course in a joking way. “Watch out.”
bring you down.”
We exited through the open door. My dorm
room was the last on the left side of this corridor and as far as I
knew, my room mate was called Gabrielle. She hadn’t showed up yet,
though. There was chaos everywhere. All doors were open, girls and
boys making a mess with all their luggage and personal things,
running into each other in the hallways, stumbling over their own
feet in the hurry they were and sobbing pictures of misery appearing
once in a while. Oh, I adored college already.
picture of misery wrapping its arms around me this very moment. “I
can’t believe this is actually happening.”
I huffed into her neck, patting her shoulder. “We’ve had this.
We’ve actually had this quite often.
You know you can come visit on -”
“I know.” She let go
of me as she took a step backward. My mother’s eyes were trailing up
and down my body as well as my face. “You look so adult,
“Thanks, I guess.” I laughed reluctantly. “See,
I really gotta go, because -”
“Yeah, yeah.” Yet my
mother’s grasp was threatening to suffocate me again. She
accidentally wiped all her moist and smudged make-up against my
cheeks. “I love you so much, (Y/N), hear me, I love you so, so, so,
“We’re proud of you, Kiddo.” My father
proceeded to make the third layer of this embrace.
cool,” I gasped for air. “You can let me go now.”
I had this twist in my guts, this unwell feeling consisting of
nostalgia and excitement, of fear of the responsibility I was going
to face very soon, of the first impression the school had left on me
yet and furthermore despite the sickness I had been feeling for far
too long about my parents and my hometown, I did feel downcast when I
watched my mother and father getting into the car and driving away,
waving at me through the mirrors.
I reminded myself internally. I
mean, hey, look around you – what do you see? Yeah, right, some of
them do look pretty intimidating. But that boy in the corner there,
you see him? Yeah, he looks far more childish than you and even he
has to let go of his parents. So, get over it.
began to walk back to where I’d come from – my new ‘home’. The
dorm. Just like I had done all the times shortly before carrying my
luggage up here, I let my looks approach everyone passing me. There
had been a few faces seeming acquainted to me already, yet each time
more I wandered down these halls, I discovered new ones. I was
intimidated by the amount. The amount of other students, the amount
of friends everyone seemed to have made already, even just the amount
of paths guiding to the amount of buildings. And then, I was gripped
tightly and ripped out of my thoughts about amounts when my shoulder
bumped against a torso and when my clumsiness caused the content of a
paper box to spill out in front of me on the floor.
I’m sorry.” I gushed, quickly bending down to gather all the items.
“I didn’t watch where I was going, I’m sorry, I -”
Only now did I look into the face belonging to the guy I had collided
with. Instantly, a frown emerged on my forehead. “(Y/N)?”
was breathless. “Sam?” I gasped.
Simultaneously, we got
up from the floor. I was just looking at him. I was just looking
at him. And the longer I stared into those eyes, the surer I got that
in front of me was actually Sam.
Sam, my bestest
friend in the whole world.
can’t believe this.” I breathed. “Is it really you? I mean, Sam,
“(Y/N),” Sam shook his head. He was just as
speechless as I. “I haven’t seen you in – what? – ten years,
eleven maybe? God, you’ve changed. You’ve grown, hell, you’ve grown a
I mean -”
I emphasised. “Look at you, you friggin’ giant – you’re, like,
six foot four, six foot five?”
I examined his entire face
over and over again. His eyes looked the same way I had kept them in
mind; I remembered that I’d used to poke this one birthmark on his
chin all the time when we’d been waiting for something, for anything.
And when he smiled, pictures of this tiny seven-year-old flashed my
mind and I could see the dimples right in front of me, I could see
the dimples on the adult, just like on the child. And then, when my
eyes wandered further down, down his torso and his arms, the strong
biceps, and his long legs – hell, I asked myself what’d happened to
his baby fat as opposed to mine.
“You look good.” I shook
my head, still not being able to believe who was stood in front of
me. “Pebbles, you look absolutely -”
repeated. “Nobody’s ever called me that in …”
eleven, twelve years?” I completed his sentence. “That’s right.
Because I was the one that came up with the name in the first place
and if it wasn’t Dean who teased you about it, I was also the only
one to ever use
He repeated the name again, like he was totally out of
his mind. I knew what his eyes looked like when he was happy, I
remembered that from so many memories he and I shared together, and I
was the most pleased one could be to find that look in his eyes right
“Yeah, Dean, he -”
upon the deep voice, I turned around to become even more astonished.
With brows the most furrowed they could be and with confusion so
thoroughly present in my expression, I kept glancing from Sam to that
fine guy opposite me and back to Sam.
“Now, that’s not
Dean, is it?” I asked.
“And who are you?”
that’s (Y/N).” Pebbles spoke for me. “Remember – she and I used
to be -”
“(Y/N)?” Dean couldn’t believe it himself.
“What happened to the cute little girl scared of anything
“Hey,” I threw him a serious look. “I had all
rights to be scared of you, amigo, because you used to threaten me
things nobody should ever threaten a lil’ child like that.”
all laughed, yet I believed the both brothers knew it was true.
Towards the end of our friendship, shortly before they’d moved away,
Pebbles and I would walk home from kindergarten together, and we’d
either walk to his house or mine. Whenever we’d end up in Pebbles’
room, Dean would burst through the door after school and he’d laugh
at whatever we were playing in the moment. I remembered this very
well. Mostly, Dean would be the mean older kid, but that was alright,
because Pebbles knew what he was really like and he’d usually try to
convince me about it.
“Hey, uh,” I said after a while.
“There’s a coupla more things I have to get over with, I’m sure
you’ve got some more stuff to do on your own. What about we have
dinner together tonight?”
Now that it seemed like Pebbles
and I would be studying together at the same college, most probably
also be living on the same floor (I didn’t know whether Dean was only
helping his brother or whether he was going to school here himself),
but in any case I couldn’t have let them go like that. I mean, Sam
and I had been quite close friends as children. I was so very happy
to be seeing him again.
“Yeah, that sounds great.”
Pebbles smiled at me widely. “What about you just come over to my
room when you’re done with what you gotta do?”
I agreed, he
gave me his room number and our ways parted. My mind was drowning
in thoughts – questions burning on my mind, their answers only
imaginations yet, and so many memories coming back at me after all
these years. I was really thrilled to be spending the evening with
Shortly after seven PM, I was stood in
front of room number 562 and my hand was in the air, about to be
thrown against the door, shaking a little. I was nervous. Excited,
yes, but very nervous.
“(Y/N), hey.” Dean opened. “Come
in. Sam’s still in the shower, but he should be back pretty soon.”
smiled, then walked past him. Beside it was decorated fairly
differently, the room looked the same as Gabrielle’s and mine. There
were two beds, one on the left and the other one on the right side,
two drawers, two shelves and two desks. Of course, two wardrobes, as
well. It wasn’t very hard to spot that this was a room inhabited by
two guys. No hints of comfort, quite frankly, meaning no extra
pillows or blankets, no fairy lights, in fact no more lights than the
one hanging from the ceiling and the ones on the desks, anyway. The
complete opposite to what our
dorm looked like, and that already yet, only a few hours after my
roommate and I had moved in.
“Which one’s Pebbles’ side?”
I asked rather mindlessly.
Mindlessly, because Dean snorted
about the name. He’d done that when we were younger and upon now, I
figured he would even do it when we’d be old and grey.
nickname is golden.”
he laughed. “I don’t even remember how Sammy’s gotten it in the
“I named him that.” I smiled proudly,
crossing my arms over my chest as I leaned against one of the desks.
“So far I remember.” Dean nodded. “But how’d you come
up with it? It sounds pretty familiar, anyway.”
that baby-girl on The
I explained. “Remember – her name was Pebbles.”
right! I remember you and Sammy watchin’ it like you were obsessed.”
Dean shook his head, smiling as he bethought.
It hadn’t been
like that exactly.
Pebbles and I had liked to watch it, I was sure about that, but it
hadn’t really been like we’d been watching it the entire day
or something. For, it was on TV only right after lunch.
“So, do you go to school here yourself? Are
you gonna get dinner with us?” I asked, looking Dean up and down. He’d
changed a lot. Maybe it was in their genes.
shook his head. “No, I only helped Sammy with all his stuff and I’m gonna go actually when he’s back, he just asked me to
stay here 'til then, in case you’d come.”
The silence following, filling the time between now and the moment
Sam burst through the door, showed me that Pebbles’ brother and I
really hadn’t got a lot to talk about. We didn’t know each other
quite as well as we should have, I got the impression, for it seemed
to me like I knew Sam like the back of my hand. Well, at least his
“Alright, brother,” Dean patted
Pebbles’ shoulder after he’d gotten into his jacket. “Make sure to
call and stuff.”
“Yeah.” Sam nodded. “And give Mom the
number I gave you, okay?”
“Course.” Dean’s gaze dropped
on me. “And you, Lady, it was quite nice seeing ya again. I mean,
look at you, you grown to be a -”
“Okay, Dean, you can go
now.” his brother interrupted him, his own cheeks flushing. I suddenly
remembered the day his family and he had left the town.
I guess.” I smiled and the older kid left the room.
turned around. Our eyes locked. I liked the way he looked, I mean, he
looked pretty damn fine. His hair was still wet and his skin was
clear, his nose was adorable and I didn’t even want to look at his
lips. Suddenly, a smile emerged right there.
“What?” he repeated, quizzically. “Oh, nothing,
just … You look the same, you know.”
I perked my eyebrows.
“The same as …?”
“As ever, I guess.” he shrugged. “I
mean, I remember everything from back in the days – like,
everything. Like it’d just happened. And although you have
changed a lot, physically, I mean, you actually didn’t change at all.
I frowned, a laugh escaping my throat
“If that makes sense.” he added.
shook my head, trying to put on a sympathetic expression. “Not very
much, I fear.”
It was like that, then: Nearly as in a
trance, he and I exited the dorm to wander around the campus a bit,
searching for a restaurant. When we didn’t find any proper, we ended up
sitting opposite of each other in one of the red booths in that fast
food shag. It was lovely, though, I thought – because I was with
Pebbles. I hadn’t seen him since I was seven years old, and that was
a long time ago.
“Isn’t this just the strangest thing
ever?” I laughed at some point. We were eating. “I mean, first
day of college and I bump into you.”
laughed, also. “It is
strange.” he agreed. “But maybe it was supposed to happen.”
you speaking of, like, fate?”
Sam shrugged. “I don’t
know.” he answered. “I don’t care, anyway, it’s nice it happened
and that’s it.”
I couldn’t have said it any better myself. A few seconds and a
thousand more sweet small smiles later and Sam winked at me, and
caused my cheeks to flush terribly.
“Last time I saw you
like that,” he laughed. “Was when -”
“You kissed me?”
I completed his sentence. I was laughing myself, trying to sound like
I was making fun of it. I mean, come on, it hadn’t actually been a
kiss, had it?
“Yeah.” he nodded, smiling at me almost
“I’ve thought about that day.” I spoke.
“Today and only a few weeks ago. It was when I started packing for
college and I found this photo of us. You know, the one that cheesy
guy took of us on picture day?”
There were dimples appearing
on Pebbles’ cheeks when he began to laugh, recalling the occasion.
“Yeah, I remember. The photo still hangs in our
Suddenly, I had to imagine what it was like. Their
kitchen, I mean. That surely made me look awkward and somewhat
creepy, but you have to put yourself into my place there. Pebbles and
I had been best friends since practically my birth, we were almost
neighbours, we’d spent more time together than you could imagine.
Pebbles’ old house was like my home, when my house was like his home.
And then, they’d moved away and after that, I’d only seen him four or
five more times. And I’d never been to their new place in the new
town. That’s what had me curious. If it was like their old place, you
“Pebbles, how’s your mom?” I recalled that I’d
always liked Mary very much. “And your dad? How’re they
“Oh, they’re fine.” he answered. “I mean, I
guess they are. A little sad, maybe, because Dean and I have both
moved out now, but they should be fine. That’s what they said.
They’re going on vacation next week, actually.”
“They’re goin’ on a cruise in Europe.” Pebbles
laughed almost tauntingly. “Although my mom is kinda
“Well, I’m glad they’re doing fine anyway.” I
“Yeah. What about your parents?”
them that mine did just as well. That they’d also been more or less
depressed about the situation, about me having finally left for
college and that meaning that I most likely wasn’t ever going to move
back, but it would grow on them.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “And
they can’t be doing too bad, for, they got a dog now.”
“Yeah, like, a proper dog. He barks and all
Pebbles laughed about the way I’d expressed it.
“But?” he tilted his head forward.
“But, I don’t know.”
I shrugged. “It’s a real tiny thing, almost fragile. I don’t know.
For, my dad doesn’t even like small dogs. He’s into those big things,
you know, those that could rip your leg off.”
of laughs overcame my opponent. I watched Sam for a while. The way he
ate, the way he drank, the way he looked back at me. It wasn’t like I
stared at him like a creep because I was into him or something – it
wasn’t because of the obvious reasons people stare at those they’re
having dinner with. I stared at Pebbles to figure him out. To
discover what had happened to my bestest friend in the world, to
explore his new personality.
“Say something.” I required
after a while.
“Why?” he smiled.
“Because I wanna
listen to you talking.” I explained. “Actually, I want to make
you accidentally say those words you couldn’t ever pronounce properly
as a child.”
“At least I wasn’t the one that lisped like a
madman.” Sam spoke sarcastically conceited. “But you got over
“You mean I spoke like this when I was
younger?” I pouted, lisping, of course, in a silly baby voice.
adored Sam’s smile. I adored the way it carved dimples into the
corners of his mouth and the way it affected his eyes. “Stop it.”
he spoke to himself, with closed eyes.
“No, I can’t stop.”
I went on horsing around. “You know what I had to go through in
order to get rid of this? It’s a serious disease, Pebbles.”
was joking. Despite, lisping wasn’t actually to be joked
around with. I’d only started a therapy about it during puberty. I
hadn’t managed to speak normally for long now.
c'mere.” Pebbles waved me towards him, leaning over the table.
frown emerged on my forehead. Why’d he been speaking so quietly? I
leaned in myself. We were breathing each other’s air now, his, from
the cold drink, icy breath hit my skin. I looked into his eyes, he
looked into mine.
“You know what you’ve got to do, right?”
he asked. “And what you’ve got to say after I did it?”
did not have a clue what he was blabbering about. Upon him finishing
speaking, Sam turned his head lightly, breaking the eye contact. I
examined his profile. When I didn’t move, of course not knowing what
on earth he could want from me, Pebbles lifted his finger and tapped
on his cheek. Laughing, convinced this couldn’t have possibly been
it, I dipped in to place a kiss on his soft skin.
As soon as I
had leaned back slightly, I discovered the place I had kissed was
flushed. It caused a smile to appear on my face. He was cute, wasn’t
he? Absolutely adorable. Lovable to bits. Sam turned his head
straight again, and you wouldn’t believe what he did next. He
actually kissed me on the mouth. On the mouth. I mean, not like I
hadn’t been kissed on the mouth before, but it was just accurately
like the day he’d left, wasn’t it? I’d kissed him on the cheek, then
he’d kissed me on the mouth. It had been a different kiss this time,
though. It had been less moist, less childish, of course – it had
been longer and sweeter, and more difficult to disregard. Pebbles had
kissed me because he liked me, not because he was going to leave
Smiling and with closed eyes, I spoke into Sam’s mouth,
“I’m not sure if you’re still my bestest friend in the world,”
And he laughed, himself. “But this sure as hell was the bestest
Her name is Pebbles, and she’s 16 year old Beagle. I’ve had her since 2006, and before that she was a dog food research dog in a lab. She doesn’t bark, and loves to beg for food. Lost her eye last spring after getting a scratch on it. (submitted by unwillingaorta)
Weapon: Staff (not a ‘magical’ staff though. just a long stick really.)
Gem Type: Flourite
Likes: Nothing it would seem but secretly she harbors a hoard of sugary Earth cereals (Fruity Pebbles are her favorite, partially due to the name.)
Dislikes: Red’s apathy knows no bounds but maybe excessively loud noises and people.
Hobbies: Occasionally she with take younger gems under her wing as a mentor, collecting cereal boxes
Talents/Skills: Red is very efficient in combat and her small body makes for a difficult target. She also harbors the ability to manipulate temperatures, though the effectiveness is hampered by the size of the area she’s trying to heat/cool. This ability works best on organics but it can also be used to directly fracture gems.
Relationships: Trained both Star Sunstone, who was once a member of her crew eventually deserted to pursue her own ambitions, and Hackmantite, Star Sunstone’s apprectice.
Personality: Red hardly has a personality. She’s perceptive but only reacts to her surroundings when necessary. It takes a great deal to break her out of her near constant state of apathy. As a leader, she is ruthless. Diplomacy is pointless when more direct methods fear can be used to maintain order. Surprisingly, she lacks any kind of ambition. Red does the bare minimum of what her duties require for the most part.