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The Marauders & The Metamorphic Witch Part 8

Warning: None Words: 2K Pronouns: She/Her

Gryffindor Tower was unusually quiet for the weekend. Allegra sat near the roaring fire as the wind howled beyond the large window. For the most part, the older Smith Twin ignored the other students both older and younger passing through the common room. She ignored their conversations and the few brave enough to offer a friendly hello. Instead, she focused on discovering what the Marauders were up to, so much so that she had decided against going to Hogsmeade with everyone else.

Surrounding the determined third-year muggle-born were books from the library, some parchment, quill, ink, and Isolde's diary. She had taken her twin's diary with the hopes Isolde knew something and had written about it as the younger Smith twin wrote about everything else that happened during her days at Hogwarts. At the same time, Allegra hoped to find some of her sister's secrets, if only so she could use them at a later date, or have them in her artillery for when the time came she needed a weapon against her younger twin and her friends.

"What are you doing?" came a squeaky voice from the portrait door, instantly Allegra turned her attention to the voice, grabbing the diary to stash away before Peter had a chance to register what she had and question her. Soon enough the voices of James, Sirius, and Remus could be heard, as could Marlene, (Y/N), and Isolde's. All of them laughing about something and too wrapped up in their own conversation to truly care about what was happening around them.

"Oh, careful there (Y/N)" spoke Sirius as (Y/N) tripped down the step from the portrait door. He'd caught her, although his cheeks soon began to heat up again, as his mind went blank. As normal (Y/N) thanked him before grabbing his hand and pulling him over to their shared friends, seemingly oblivious to the effect she had on him. The moment the pair joined the conversation turned to the upcoming Quidditch match. Slytherin vs the reigning Quidditch Cup holders, Ravenclaw. Isolde had offered to take the things Marlene and (Y/N) had brought from Hogsmeade up to their dorm. Neither of them noticed the concern written across Allegra's face, even more so when the older Smith twin, had left Isolde's bunk and things in a mess, as she wrongly assumed she would have plenty of time to throw everything in trunks to make it seem like nothing was wrong.

"So Legs, wotcha been doing while we were all nosing around Hogsmeade?" asked James, casually turning attention to Allegra, who immediately tried to act like nothing out of the ordinary, instead hiding behind her stack of books, like she was trying to catch up on the things she had neglected since attending the school.

"Don't call me that" harshly responded Allegra, sending a glare James' way in an effort to sway him from repeating the nickname. "Trying to bring my witchy skills up to the expected standard for a third year, perhaps even surpass the expectation" lied the young teenager, finding it annoying how her sister could so easily find her place in the wizarding world, pick things up with little trouble and find enjoyment out of the experience of brewing potions and casting spells, learning about the magical world around them. Even more so when Allegra herself struggled with basic spells, just about managed to brew potions without something blowing up, and was still yet to find friends she truly gelled with.

"(Y/N), Marlene!" called Isolde from the balcony leading to the dorms. "Have either of you seen my diary? It's not in the draw where I left it" asked the muggle-born witch, concern appearing on her feature. The matching pen was where she left it, but the little ordinary notebook had vanished. She knew deep down whoever had taken it had purposely gone looking for it, considering her books were thrown across her bed, her stuffed dragon was thrown across the room and her clothes were all over the place.

"Expecto Patronum" loudly chanted Allegra, as if attempting to ignore the obvious, while also looking down at the spell book she had picked up to cover her tracks. Peter was the only one to look accusingly at Allegra, as he put two and two together and realized what the muggle-born was trying to hide when they entered the common room moments prior.

"Isn't that advanced magic?" asked Peter, looking to (Y/N), the only person he knew to have mastered the charm in question. (Y/N) nodded in response, although with confusion written across her features. "So it's not in the magic for beginners spell book?" he asked, noticing how Allegra had suddenly gone quiet as she now pretended like she was reading through something else. Once again (Y/N) shook her head in a wordless response.

"Sirius, have you asked your girlfriend if she would help us?" questioned James, as Peter whispered something to Remus, the taller teenager looking towards Allegra with suspicion as he began to move. At James' question, Sirius froze in horror before attempting to hide away from the sudden wave of attention. "Sorry my mistake, have you asked your future girlfriend if she would help us?" he corrected, being loud enough to attract the attention of those coming and going from the common room.

"Sirius has a girlfriend?" questioned Isolde from the balcony, curiosity getting the better of her as she tried to think who the lucky girl could be, or unlucky depending on the point of view. Sirius and James both answered at the same time. Sirius answered with a quick no, denying the accusation, while James replied with a simple maybe.

"(Y/N), would you mind brewing the potion please?" asked Remus, as he walked from the fire back towards the table he'd previously been occupying with the others, holding Isolde's diary. His quick glance toward Allegra was all Isolde needed to understand. "These three have tried over the months to no success. Sirius was the closest, Peter landed the three in the hospital and James' caused the earth-shattering bang that shook the school a few weeks back" he explained, noticing Marlene and (Y/N) look between the three with amusement.

"Bet Filch wasn't too pleased with that mess" commented Marlene as Isolde rejoined the group, clearly agitated but trying to keep her cool.

"Wait that was you? What on earth were you trying to do?" voiced Allegra, as she began to look for the diary now she had noticed it wasn't under the chair behind her, or anywhere around it. Nor was it in her pile of books. Her attention soon turned to the group she'd attached herself to, upon realizing she was acting suspiciously.

"Brew a potion" sarcastically replied James, a small grin appearing on his lips.

"You can't be serious" commented Allegra.

"You're right, he's Sirius" laughed James before Allegra had a chance to finish her sentence. (Y/N) and Sirius both chuckling as they remembered something from the previous year.

"What potion were you trying to brew?" asked the muggle-born, as if she was interrogating James rather than curiously asking an innocent question.

"Trying to recreate (Y/N)'s banger from last year" guessed Marlene with a small chuckle

"I tried that months ago and set my broom on fire" laughed James

"That explains why you were smoking on the Quidditch pitch" commented (Y/N), Peter close by choking on his pumpkin juice. The same juice he ensured hadn't been spiked beforehand.

"No really what potion was it? I want to try and brew it if only to show those irritating haters and droning professors they were wrong to underestimate me" voiced Allegra, showing just how tired she was of fellow students and professors around the castle having such low expectations of her. Most of the time she found the older students patronizing when they congratulated her on achieving something a first year could master in a matter of days.

"It's in one of the advanced potion-making books, can't remember the name of the potion though" squeaked Peter, as if afraid of Allegra's reaction if someone didn't give her an idea of what she wanted.

"So who's Sirius' girlfriend?" asked Marlene, changing the subject when it became clear that the trio of James, Sirius, and Peter weren't comfortable with sharing what they were up to. Once again Sirius' cheeks began to turn a light shade of pink, as he picked up the closest magazine to hide behind.

"Future girlfriend" corrected James, reaching over to take the magazine, if only so Sirius could see (Y/N) was none the wiser, if anything she appeared blind to the obvious.

"More of a crush" spoke Remus, adding to the playful teasing

"Coming from the other in denial" threw Sirius, chuckling as Remus attempted to hide behind his hands, after sliding Isolde's diary back to its owner.

"Aw! Who are the lucky ones?" asked Isolde in a teasing manner.

"Isn't anyone gonna ask if I have a crush on anyone?" asked James

"Besides your reflection?" quizzed Sirius, the comment as quick as his movement to dodge the hand James threw in his direction

"Lily" replied (Y/N), Marlene and Isolde in unison

"Told you it was obvious" replied Peter, as he walked around the room a little bit, waving at the redhead girl in question. She was smiling and her eyes sparkling. Clearly, she'd enjoyed the extra time she spent with Severus.

"So who's going to the Valentine's dance this year?" asked Allegra, curious if she asked one of the three she still harbored a crush for would go with her to the dance. Last year she'd asked a Hufflepuff student but had been turned down, the same happened with the Ravenclaw, both had been respectful which was more than could be said for the cruel manner the Slytherin had shattered her hopes.

"I don't think they'd trust us Marauders or (Y/N) not to cause more chaos than normal" spoke Peter, after an awkward silence had settled over the group. The common room had a strange feeling to it and so much tension one could cut through it.

"You mean after the prank war took over last year?" asked Lily, coming to join the group with a small chuckle escaping her. More so at remembering James had jinxed Severus, only for (Y/N) to catch him with the pumpkin head charm, the metamorphmagi had been slightly faster than Severus. The same night, Peter had walked around with a modified bubble head charm, as Remus and Sirius had been caught with the singing and laughing charms respectively. Severus hadn't escaped (Y/N)'s rampage either, having found himself on the receiving end of the dancing and tickling charms.

"Has he forgiven me yet?" asked (Y/N), curious if the Slytherin boy had let Bygones be bygones and moved on. For the most part, he'd avoided her since the dance fiasco the previous year. "Or am I still on the enemy's beware list?" she asked, at least showing she could be self-aware.

"He understands why you got him too" reassured Lily, like many knew (Y/N) hadn't meant any harm with her antics, instead she put an end to the ongoing rivalry between James and Severus before it destroyed the dance completely, at the same time preventing Sirius and Peter from adding to the already uneasiness between the aforementioned teenagers.

"If I was him I wouldn't forgive you. But then again I have to share my entire school life with you and your weirdness" voiced Allegra once again breaking up the moment and reminding people she was there. "Yeah I'm still here, can't get rid of me that easily. Now if you excuse me, I have things to do" rudely stated the muggle-born, as she whipped her hair over her shoulder like she was some sort of movie star.

"Finding and reading my diary or finding out what the Marauders are up to?" asked Isolde, her tone serious as she turned to her older sister. The thick tension growing colder and difficult to ignore, as the Smith twins traded glares.

"Did I say this is awkward" whispered James, as Marlene and (Y/N) gently took hold of Isolde and led her towards the dorm stairs, at least attempting to defuse the building tension before it completely broke down and combust. Everyone in Gryffindor house knew the muggle-born twins were a ticking time bomb, it was only a matter of time before it denoted.

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babybearsnz · 1 year

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Can I request a snzfic, where someone from maknae line JK/Tae/Jimin has a pretty bad pollen allergy and other guys help him to endure that? You are doing great writing this, thank you so much😘

Remember to close the window

Sickie: Taehyung

Caretakers: Bangtan, mostly Jungkook

Relationships: Platonic

Jungkook’s pov:

The sweet smell of coffee and a sliver of sunlight hitting my face woke me from a not-so-deep sleep. I rolled over and opened my eyes, expecting to see Tae-hyung lying beside me. Only a tissue box and a bottle of Allegra sat in his place. It was spring, after all. I scanned the room, scoffing at the sight of an open window.

‘No wonder he's already up,’ I thought, ‘he probably couldn't breathe all night.’

The members were on tour in North America and were sweating buckets after their show last night. Naturally, they cracked of few windows in their hotel suite, but Tae had forgotten to close the one in the bedroom we shared. The important thing to know is that Allegra and other meds did jack-shit for his allergies seeing as they were always so bad. He was in for a rough day.

I crawled out of bed and stretched. As usual, a bunch of my joints cracked as well. I grabbed my phone and started walking to the living room, meeting Jimin in the hallway who had seemingly also just woken up.

"Morning, Kookie!" he said as he pulled me into a side hug.

"Good morning," I returned the squeeze, "you'll never guess what Tae-hyung forgot."

Jimin was about to respond when we heard a sneeze from the other room. We glanced at each other, "window," we both said. It was nothing he hadn't done before. I laughed as we entered the room, seeing Tae refilling his coffee mug.

"Save some for the rest of us, why don't ya!" Jimin joked. Tae turned around and grinned at the sight of us.

"Hey, guys." He said and cleared his throat. He had slight bags under his eyes and his nose was pinker than usual. Despite the smile, he didn't seem like a happy camper.

"Morning, TaeTae!" I said. He sniffled and greeted me, handing a mug to Jimin and giving his second helping to me. "You left the window open last night."

Tae blew his nose and rolled his eyes, "no wonder I feel like shit," he muttered.

Jimin patted him on the back and sat down on the couch with his coffee and a bagel, "I've done the same thing. Rookie mistake, dude."

"Did you even sleep at all?" I asked as we joined Jimin.

Tae nodded, "I slept well but woke up really early." He paused and rubbed his nose, "Got up at like five thirty- hhhuhESHH!" A sneeze cut him off and Jimin chuckled.

"Bless youuuu!" Hobi-hyung sang as he shuffled into the room, "Good morning, maknaes!"

Jimin nearly choked on his breakfast. It's hard to laugh at someone singing horribly on purpose when you have food in your mouth.

I rubbed Tae’s shoulder and invited Hobi to sit, "He would say thank you but he's trying not to sneeze again." Tae smiled and nodded, mouth agape and head towards the ceiling. I smirked as Hobi shrugged in return.

A fully dressed and showered Yoongi made his way into the kitchen, whistling to himself. He flinched at the sound of another sneeze, "Aish, Taehyung-ah!"

"Oh, bless you, Tae!" Taehyung said and laughed. At least he isn't grumpy, I thought.

I put my empty mug in the sink and squeezed Yoongi’s shoulder.

"He left the window open," I whispered.

Yoongi looked at me, then at Tae, then back at me. "There's no way he forgot when I had him set a reminder on his phone." I just shrugged and nodded.

"My phone died!" Taehyung yelled as he got up from the couch, placing his face in his elbow, "ESHHhahh! Oh my god!" he groaned.

"Oh, bless you, Tae!" Yoongi mocked, smiling. He turned to me, "Good luck with that, Kook.”

I rolled my eyes and gave Tae a pat on the head. "Bless you," I cooed.

"Thank you."

"Go get ready," I directed at the three boys still in need of a shower, "We're leaving in 20 to go set up for tonight."

Tonight would be the band's second show in New York but they had plenty of interviews taking place at the venue to keep them busy until then.

********time skip********

Taehyung’s pov:

After arriving at the venue, the members and I were sat down for our first interview of the day. Our manager opened his backpack, rustled around for a bit, and handed me a bottle of antihistamines. I smiled and rubbed my nose. This guy has everything in his bag, I thought.

I sat beside Yoongi as always and popped a tablet in my mouth.

"What's the point if those don't even work on you?" He asked.

I shrugged and took a few sips of water to wash it down. "Placebo affect?" I said and sniffled, "Manager-nim wants me to keep trying them."

I was handed a microphone so I tossed the bottle of pills back.

"Alright guys, anything I should know before we start?" the interviewer asked.

"Tae has been sneezing all morning!" Jungkook blurted out.

"Thanks, Kook." I rolled my eyes, slightly embarrassed, and turned to the interviewer. "Yeah, it's my allergies," I responded and rubbed my eye. "They're so bad right now."

"No worries," he said. He explained that the interview wasn't live and we could take breaks if I needed to. Jin gave me a thumbs up.

The interview went something like this: we were asked a question, someone answered, I sniffled. We were asked a question, I cleared my throat before answering. We were asked a question, "huuRESHH! Sorry." And the cycle continued.

The other two interviews that day weren't any different. Don't sneeze, I kept telling myself, not like that would help. My nose was twitching like a rabbit. It felt like every few minutes I'd go, "ESHHhuhh! Excuse me" or "sorry" or "thank you." It was exhausting. Especially trying to dodge the mic every time I sneezed. I ended up falling asleep on Jimin’s lap in the dressing room when we were finished with the Q&As.

Jimin’s pov:

I rubbed Tae’s back as he slept, glad he could rest after waking up so early that morning. I could hear the congestion in his breathing and propped his head up a bit, trying to relieve it.

"Still asleep?" Namjoon asked, poking his head into the room.

I nodded and checked the time, "I'll wake him in 5," I whispered. RM gave a thumbs up and left us alone.

"You don't have to whisper." I look down and saw tired, brown eyes looking back at me. "I heard the door open," he said as he sat up, making a face.

"What's wrong?" I laughed.

"I feel it in my ears," he groaned and I pulled him into a hug as he sniffled and yawned. A few seconds later I heard his breathing change.

"Are you crying?" I asked as he pulled away.

"No, I- ESHHhaah!" He turned and sneezed into his shirt that he had quickly pulled over his face, "huESHH! I felt them coming." He smiled and I laughed while he let his shirt fall back into place.

Jin’s pov:

"Hey, Jimin-ah?" I called, opening the door to the dressing room. I was greeted by Tae with a sneeze and snickered, "Bless you, Tae-bear."

"Thanks," he replied, yawning.

"What's up, hyung?" Jimin replied.

"Do you have my water bottle?"

He reached behind him, pulling a bottle from seemingly out of nowhere.

“Thanks,” I said. I let the youngers know we’d better warm up and took a sip of the water.

********time skip********

Taehyung’s pov:

We got onstage and were greeted by a huge crowd. New York always knew how to party and I could tell it was going to be a good show.

Surprisingly, I felt fine for most of the show. ‘The adrenaline must be keeping me going, or that nap,’ I thought. Towards the end of the set, the members and I were making jokes and talking with ARMY. I rubbed my nose, feeling my sinuses tingling, and waited for a sneeze. I turned away from the crowd and looked up at the stage lights, trying to coax it out.

Yoongi interrupted Jin who had been saying something and pointed at me, "what is he doing?"

Jin switched subjects, "Tae, what're you looking at?"

"He has to sneeze again," Hobi teased.

I laughed, sniffled, nodded, and then waited. I heard ARMY laughing as well. "haahESHH! Aigo.”

I turned back around and was met with a chorus of bless you's from ARMY and the members, along with Jin nearly falling down from laughing so hard. I gave the crowd a thumbs up,

"I'm good, thanks," I assured them.

********time skip********

Jungkook’s pov:

While heading out after the show, the members and I took a few pictures with some of the sweetest ARMY. We then hopped in the car and Tae rested his head on my shoulder.

"You feeling okay, hyung?" I said quietly.

He yawned, "just tired, but I feel a lot better than this morning." He snuggled into me.

Good, I thought as we both dozed off after a fantastic show.

Namjoon’s pov:

We made it back to the hotel and I was about to climb out of the car when I noticed Tae and Jungkook asleep on each other. I snapped a few pictures, overwhelmed with the cuteness, and then gently shook them awake and we made our way inside.

"Anyone else want tea?" I asked, stepping into the kitchen. Jin and Yoongi took me up on my offer and I took out a few mugs from the cabinet. Hobi and Jin sat down and picked out a movie. I brought everyone their tea and joined the two on the couch. Jungkook grabbed his laptop and said goodnight. Him and Tae typically catch up on a show together before bed.

"Goodnight guys," I said.

Yoongi sipped his tea, "night, you two."

"See you in the morning," Jimin chimed in, "and Tae, remember to close the window."

The rest of us laughed, having nearly forgotten about the events of that morning.

"I will," he promised, and the two disappeared into their bedroom together.

Jungkook’s pov:

I changed into a hoodie and a pair of pajama bottoms and crawled under the covers. Tae got ready for bed as well and made sure to shut the window while I opened my laptop.

"Hey, Kook?" I heard him call, still sniffling.

"Yeah, hyung?"

"I'm thinking just one episode tonight," he said and hopped into bed, sneezing twice more before snuggling close to me, "Geez, 'scuse me, sorry. It's just that I woke up really early today."

"Bless you. I know, hyung," I said and messed with his hair, "you need some rest which is understandable." He thanked me for the blessing and I clicked on Netflix.

We were about halfway through the episode when I heard Tae-hyung’s congested snores, his head still resting on my chest. I grinned, glad he was feeling better and was able to easily fall asleep. Not wanting to continue the show without him, I shut my laptop, and turned the lights out, quickly falling asleep as well.

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barbiewritesstuff · 2 years

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-- Another Luke Tillerson oneshot (same pic because I cannot find another one)

Taglist: @maria-allegra --

You’re not sure what you were expecting when you got out of the bar, but it wasn’t that. Maybe a nice, empty, quiet and badly lit parking where you’d be able to catch your breath and refill your social metre. Instead, you see Trevor on the floor and Perry slightly swaying over him.

« Can’t handle a punch Trev ? » You ask, but there’s no reaction. Perry looks at you, moving suspiciously slowly and it dawns on you there there is no rise and fall in Trevor’s chest.

« Perry, what the fuck have you done ? »

Your brother stays quiet. He’s drunk, you can see as much but behind his glazed eyes you see the realisation that he has truly fucked up.

A truck rolls through a stop. You’re not sure you’re happy when Rhett walks out and not someone else, because Rhett has a knack for making things worse, especially when he wants to protect someone.

« Do we call an ambulance ? ». You ask

« No » Rhett says before Perry can talk « We put him in the truckbed and we get out of here »

« Rhett, no. It’s Trevor –« You say, as if it makes any difference, your brothers have already moved him and made up their mind.

« Either you get in the truck or we leave you here » Rhett says and you relent. You climb in the bed with Trevor,to sit crosslegged with your back to the cabin. You drag the body to you, smearing his blood all over the truck. You’re trying to keep it together but you’re shaking and sobbing. He looks so much like Luke. You place his head on your lap, as if it makes any difference, and try not to look down at his face. Rhett drives and you can hear them talk out of the window but you can’t make out their words. Suddenly, the truck stops and you bump your head into the back window hard enough that it makes you see stars. Your brothers have gone quiet.

You don’t know what’s happening or why you have stopped and you don’t really care, you accidentally looked down to rub the back of your head and looked Trevor straight in his glazed-over, lifeless eyes. You try to keep yourself from throwing up and when you can no longer fight it, you wonder if it’s because if your head, or because of the corpse.

You wake up the next morning with a raging headache. You didn’t shower when you came home, you could barely think but in your haze you had remembered to take off your dirty clothes.

You stood up now but your vision went black and your knees gave out. When you come to, Cecilia is cradling your head and speaking to someone you can’t see. Your eyes flutter and you’re out of it again.

Faraway voices speak to you, it sounds like a song but you cannot see the singers. Your body feels heavy and wrong, you can’t move but your brain can’t find it in itself to care. Something cold touches your forehead and after a minute you realise it’s not cold, it’s wet. The wet thing is likely a cloth which a dark figure is wiping across your forehead. You blink

« Hey » The figure says. You’re father has never been the kind of man to be particularly gentle when any of his children were ill, and he had never been the kind to wash his daughter’s face with a cloth. Still, the voice was gruff and low. You blinked again, the fog lifted a little to show Perry’s pale, worried face. He smiles when you move.

« Gave mom a scare, didn’t you »

« I think I hit my head »

« Yeah, we were waiting for you to take a shower to call the doctor »

Right. A shower to wash Trevor’s blood off. You almost vomit again, but the urge passes and you slowly move out of bed and towards the bathroom.

The shower’s warm jet of water feels welcome against your cold body, it seems to wash your brothers’ sin from your skin before you can even soap it and you welcome it, even though the drain is slow and the water laps at your feet like a paddling pool of death. You try to stay calm.

You need to wash your hair and the water stings your head. Even though the water had washed off all of Trevor’s blood, when you shampood your hair, the suds turned red.

The house is quiet. It has been that way since Perry’s accident, like Mom insists on calling it. Laughing feels wrong, at least for you, and while you want to know what they have done with Trev, you know asking will get you in more trouble, both with your parents and with the law.

You sleep in the day Sheriff Joy comes to interrogate your family and she’s already there when you walk into the living room that day. Everyone but Rhett is crammed on the sofa with somber expressions. You know what’s happened before they say a word.

"And where were you, on the night Trevor disappeared? We've got multiple sightings of you at the bar" Sheriff Joy asks, your mom almost rushes to say you have a concussion and that you have trouble remembering but you cut her off. You remember just fine. Thanks to Perry, you will never forget. Cradling Trevor Tillerson will be the only thing you think about until the day you die.

"Err" you say "Women's bathroom"

You look down at your shoes when you say it and everybody looks at you. You’re not stupid, you figured out the morning after that they were going to find Trevor’s body covered in your DNA, whether that is because you touched him, or because of the large cut on the back of your head.

"The women's bathroom? What were you doing in the women's bathroom?"

"Washing my hands?"

"Were you washing your hands by yourself?"

"No…"

"Can I know who you were washing your hands with?"

"Luke Tillerson…" You say the first person you can think of.

The entire room gapes at you. Perry goes to say something, he thinks you’re taking the fall for him and he won’t let you do that, but your dad smacks him in the shoulder and mouths ‘lawyer’

"Can he confirm that?" Sheriff Joy asks. You’re not sure, especially because none of what you had said was true. But you were fairly certain he would lie. You and Luke had been dancing on the verge of dating for a few years now, with something always coming in between you. Dragging him into this was mean and horrible but you were trapped.

"Yes" you lied. You know she doesn’t believe you but she doesn’t say anything other than « Thank you, I’ll be leaving now » as she claps her hands against her knees and stands up.

No one says a word.

Luke swings by in the afternoon. He looks exhausted and devastated, he walks into the empty farmhouse like he’s going to a funeral and he watches you finish the washing up before speaking.

"Why did you do it?" He asks and he startles a yelp out of you. You turn around, hand on your hip before softening when you see his face

"Sorry?" You ask, you didn’t hear.

“Sheriff Joy just came to ask if I had been with you on the night Trev disappeared. I said yes.” He says. He stands in front of you looking like a broken man, his bottom lip shaking as he tried to keep himself from crying “I don’t understand, did he hurt you? Did he try something? Did he --" He motions towards the back of your head and your hand instinctively goes to touch it. It has finally stopped bleeding.

"I didn't kill your brother" You say.

"You didn't?" He seems surprised.

"Of course not!"

He bends forward, resting his hands on his knees. He abruptly stands up again and brings his arms by his head, knotting his fingers together behind his neck.

"You didn't kill my brother" he repeats

You pause to observe him and he does the same.

"Luke, were you going to cover for me if I killed your brother?" You ask, incredulously

He looks at you breathlessly, then removes his hat from his head, swings it around a little and places it back. He tried to form words but nothing came out.

You straightened your back.

"Oh my God"

Still he tries to speak but still no sound come out. Suddenly, he turns around on his heels and walks off towards the door. You follow him, calling out his name. You catch up with him in the driveway as he walks towards his truck.

“Luke! Were you going to cover for me if I killed your brother?” You say and he counts his lucky stars that there’s no one around to hear you.

He tries to turn away from you

“Answer the damn question” He’s never heard that tone from you, it’s urgent, loud and a little like a beg.

“YES!” He bellows and you take a step back. He knows you’re not scared, but he is.

“Why?” You whisper and the only thing he can think to do is kiss you.

He grabs your face with both hands and presses his lips upon yours in a forceful kiss.

« Does that make it clear to you » He spits out before turning around and driving off in his truck, his hands shaking on his wheel.

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inlovewithalotoffandoms · 2 years

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Imagine..............................You tell your big brother Berry and team flash that you have a boyfriend.

You came home late, you thought no one was awake, but you were completely wrong. You tried to sneak up stairs but you bumped into something and someone turned the lights on.

"Oh crap." You say.

"Well, this is interesting." Frost said.

"What are you guys doing up?" You ask them.

"Where were you?" Berry asks.

"I was uhh, you see. Yeah I got nothin'." You say trying to think of a believable lie.

"We where so worried." Iris said.

"Where were you?" Berry asked you again.

"Berry, honey just breath." Cecile said to him.

"What was my 14 year old sister doing up late at night?" He asked you.

"Why do you care?" You ask back.

"Here we go again." Cisco, Chester, Allegra and Joe said all at the same time.

"Why do I care? Why do I- You could have gotten hurt." Berry says to you.

"I don't need you to protect me all the time." You say.

"What where you doing?"

"You wanna know?"

"Yes."

"Everybody has to sit down for this."

They all nodded and sat down.

"Okay now don't freak out, especially you big brother, but I have a boyfriend, and Hayley, Sarah, Sandy and I we went on a quintuple date with the guys."

"WHAT?" They all shout in shock.

"And we want to the movies to see Uncharted."

"So who was with who?" Allegra asked.

"Hayley was with Calvin, obviously. Sarah want with Livi, Sandy was with Preston, Olivia want with Brody."

"So who did my baby sister go with?" Berry asked.

"I went with Jake."

"The Jake you're always talking about?" Caitlin asks.

"Yeah. Surprise."

The whole team was happy for you but Berry got a little overprotective.

"My, baby sister has a boyfriend. Where dose he live? What's his personality? And, Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Barry says asking a few questions.

"He lives across the hall with he's family. He is kind, sweet but sometimes when a guy flirts with me he turns into Kenicke Murdoch from Grease. And I didn't tell you sooner because, I knew you would ask questions about him. I'm gonna go to my room." You say.

"We're talking about this later."

"Later."

You went to your bedroom and there was a nock at your window.

"What are you doing here?" You ask you boyfriend.

"What? A guy can't see his girlfriend." Jake asked back.

"I told them."

"I told my family as-well."

"How'd they take it?"

"Pretty well actually. How'd they take it?"

"They were all happy."

"But?"

"But, my brother didn't take it to well."

"I've got an idea."

"What are you-"

"Why isn't your brother kicking me out? I'm in your sisters room."

"Yeah, I see ya." Berry says leaning against the door.

"Oh crap." You said under your breath but you knew that they heard you.

#barry allen x sister!reader #team flash x reader #team flash #team flash imagine

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pixuou · 2 years

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Belladonna Cove's residential area and its affordable apartments were especially popular with fresh university graduates, including Erik, who started renting a townhouse with windows facing the water, making for a perfect spot to create. Coincidentally, his crush and former college coursemate Allegra was following the same thought process when she picked out a place for herself, so the two became neighbours.

Erik: Allegra? Hi! I didn't think I'd catch you here!

Allegra: Haha, nor did I! How are you, Erik? What are you up to here?

Erik: I— I live here now actually. In the blue one.

Allegra: Really? What a coincidence! Mine is the red one.

Erik: Wow! And uhh... How are you liking it?

Allegra: It's nice. The scenery is beautiful! The sea and all... I paint a lot by the window.

Erik: Maybe you could... pop around mine for some light dinner later? You could check out my place, it's really cozy. Only if you want to though, of course.

Allegra: I'd love to actually! I haven't had much to eat yet today anyway.

#erik #allegra #swain #belladonna cove #ultimatehood #round 2 #ssu relationships arc

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sidetable-drawer · 2 years

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What is your pfp from? I love puppets so I'm curious

Lindi from Allegra's Window! It was a Nick Jr. show from the '90s from the same studio that made Doug. It's a super cute show.

#supersmashlexi

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fnafcraze1991 · 2 years

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I haven't seen a lot of LazyTown (which is unfortunate- what I have seen though I LOVED; I just never got the time to actually watch more than one or two episodes because I was at school when it was on), but I really, REALLY love seeing how enthusiastic you are for it, because I'm the same way about Allegra's Window! I really need to watch more LazyTown because it's SUCH a fun show. Just know I love seeing your content :)

Aww thank you!

#sidetabledrawer

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finishinglinepress · 3 months

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POETRY BOOK OF THE DAY: Handful of Stallions at Twilight by Carol Lynn Stevenson Grellas

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Handful of Stallions at Twilight is an eclectic collection of #poems with varied styles of writing ranging from narrative to lyric, covering a vast array of topics. These poems speak to the personal and, at the same time, universal experiences of daily #life, yet often with a surprising take or twist. Some poems lean on musicality and sound, with emotion as the strong undercurrent, while others are brief anecdotes that delve into the extraordinary experience of being human with a touch of wit and tenderness. There is always a glimpse of light woven through the melancholy as this collection elevates the ordinary with emphasis on the mystery of hope, an undefinable yet prevalent thread that runs from poem to poem and lingers beyond the final page.

Carol Lynn Stevenson Grellas recently graduated from Vermont College of Fine Arts MFA in Writing program, where she received a Merit Scholarship. She is a twelve-time Pushcart Prize nominee and a seven-time Best of the Net nominee. She has served as the Editor-in-Chief for the Orchards Poetry and Tule Review, and according to family lore, she is a direct descendant of Robert Louis Stevenson.

PRAISE FOR Handful of Stallions at Twilight by Carol Lynn Stevenson Grellas

Carol Lynn Grellas’ book of poetry, Handful of Stallions at Twilight, revisits difficult memories about family, and the grief of missing loved ones. The titled poem finds Grellas at her father’s cemetery plot with heartfelt questions that go unanswered. “Was death so sweet a promise no daughter/could call you back?” Her lines are gentle yet strong in her search for truth. These poems are personal landscapes where words hope to make sense of life and loss on a journey of inquiries and illuminations.

–Lara Gularte, Poet Laureate Emeritus, El Dorado County, CA

In her new book Handful of Stallions at Twilight, Carol Lynn Stevenson Grellas speaks eloquently of life and death. The opening poem tells us that she would like her death to be valued rather than mourned…like a whale carcass on the bottom of the ocean floor becoming food for other creatures. I think how when a poet dies, their words become food for those who still live. We meet members of her family with all their beauty and eccentricities in many of these poems. Once when asked if all her poems were about mother, the answer was yes, in one way or another. These poems speak of deep caring, even a pink house says prayers of love for the woman inside who cries. In the end she assures us that when her body no longer feels the rain she will still be with us like stars seen through an open window.

–Allegra Jostad Silberstein, Poet Laureate Emerita of Davis CA

“If I could have disappeared into another life, it would have been there.”(Save Our Souls) Carol Lynn Grellas’ latest collection, Handful of Stallions at Twilight, does the opposite of disappearance; these lush poems embody the complexity, contradiction, vulnerable and tender beauty of being alive. Grellas writes with a sage’s questions and child’s heart, lets the kite out as far as possible, and right before the string breaks (how does she know?) she pulls the kite in, extends an invitation for coffee, and there on the table is Robert Bly (How to Fall in Love with Robert Bly). This collection addresses trauma, grief for our planet’s demise, how our children’s lives are filigreed on our own, how memory is our constant melody. We find laments and belly laughs (Regarding Your Submission), the grace of small encounters (In the Line at Starbucks) and how the capacity to be fully human depends on relatedness. (Handful of Stallions at Twilight.)

Here is when Grellas’ kite is flying high, “Surely my soul will wake and rise from its sunken bed in search of the Divine as it blooms in effervescence the way champagne bubbles sparkle and dance as they float to the rim of a crystal glass and then roll over the crest onto a thirsty and beautiful tongue.” (‘If My Death Could Be a Whalefall.’) Then the sharing coffee lines, “It’s not like you can take death with you.” (‘The Haunting’)” “I was never meant to be your Jesus.” (‘Forgive Me.’)” I am the bone that breaks when you tumble from a hollowed tree.” (‘Memo to My Children.’) Range, depth, and not just a child’s heart, but in her own words, her heart is “a bionic thing with a bright flare inside and not even the cruelest death in spring can stop its craving for light.” (‘Homage to this Heart.’) Lucky us!

–Susan Flynn, author of Seeing Begins in the Dark

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#poetry #flp authors #preorder #flp #poets on tumblr #american poets #finishing line press #small press

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princess-unipeg · 3 months

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I was today years old when I learned that Jim Jinkins, the guy who created Doug,

also created Allegra’s window. One of my childhood favorites

I didn’t believe it. Then again from the looks of Rondo’s nose I could see how he was created by the same creator as Doug.

#my post #my posts #thoughts #my thoughts #allegras window #allegra’s window #Doug #jim jinkins

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krawdad · 1 year

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Looking into it the only thing I could find is that the characters on Allegra's Window look like Doug characters because the same guy went on to make Doug

#does not explain the cat #or like #maybe a little bit actually #it looks like all the characters with beady eyes had top and bottom eyelid mechanisms #which make for some actually really expressive characters #which you usually don't get out of dot eyes like that #neat

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fensherohair · 8 months

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The Marauders & The Metamorphmagus Part 6

Words: 1.5k Warning: None (Unless you count pranks) Pairings: Sirius Black/Reader (Eventual), Lily Evans/James Potter (eventual), Remus Lupin/Marlene Mckinnon (eventually) Pronouns: She/Her Contains: OC characters.

The start of the third year had started out like any other. The train ride to Hogwarts had been filled with friends catching up and talking about their adventures over the summer holidays, speaking of things that weren't written about in letters. First-year students hopelessly tried to navigate the tight halls of the train cars to find an empty compartment to sit in and mind their own business. Marlene had all but dragged her little brother with her, doing as she promised and keeping an eye on him. The eleven-year-old was quiet, sitting near the window, only speaking up when pulled into the conversation or asked a question.

He seemed to perk up a little bit when Sirius entered the already crowded compartment, Regulus following along behind. It was obvious the pair were brothers, both having the same silvery blue eyes and dark curly hair. Both had that mystique about them. Almost instantly Sirius was dragged into a conversation by Allegra, the teenager hoping this would be different this year, although she still had her mind set on becoming a powerful witch, and she had yet to make up for what she'd done to Marlene the year prior.

Regulus on the other hand had quickly found common ground with (Y/N) of all people, something that seemed to coax the younger Black out of his shell. Marlene's brother Mason, seemed to be brought out of his nervous shell by Isolde and Lily, both asking questions and doing their best to learn about him, if only so he knew if he had a problem he could go to them. Much like (Y/N) seemed to be doing for Regulus.

"You're drooling" whispered Remus from next to Sirius. The latter had been watching (Y/N) for some time, to the point he'd zone out of the debate going on between Peter and James.

"He's staring let alone drooling" commented Marlene with a giggle, although she didn't tease him any further.

"Not staring, gazing" commented Sirius.

"You were staring" replied Remus, continuing to tease one of his best friends, noticing Allegra had gone quiet now, instead seemingly observing the interactions around the small compartment as if she silently questioned if she truly belonged among them, silently questioning if she planned to be with them for the foreseeable future, or if she could get what she truly desired from the group huddled together.

"Take a picture, Sirius, it will last longer" voiced (Y/N), a chuckle escaping her after a few seconds of trying to keep a straight face.

"And it's less dangerous. Won't blow anything up" spoke James, seeing the way (Y/N) cocked an eyebrow as if James had given her an idea.

"We'll see" she simply responded, a mischievous undertone to her voice. One that ticked Regulus, sat beside her. Soon enough (Y/N)'s hair began to change, something that appeared to intrigue both Regulus and Mason.

"I'm afraid to ask what that meant" squeaked Peter, as if he was afraid a simple photo of (Y/N) would snap and crackle like the exploding snap cards, or she would put the potion she made the previous year to good use and cause another blast.

"If you do turn a photo in an explosive device, please do give a kind heads up, so we can get to a safe distance" laughed Isolde, speaking up for the first time, while motioning to Lily, Marlene, and herself. "Might I suggest trying it out on a few miscellaneous items first" commented the muggle-born, throwing a helpful suggestion into the mix.

"That's not helping" called James, especially when he recalled all the boogy traps from the year prior. Everything from sinkholes to the firepowder in books. On top of that (Y/N) had mastered some difficult spells and caused havoc on the Quidditch pitch. The prank war had served to entertain the school and sway Peeves to (Y/N) side.

"So the stories are true?" spoke Regulus, his words nonchalant as if he hadn't meant to speak them aloud. Nonetheless, Sirius' cheeks began to heat up, as it became knowledge he had spoken of (Y/N) while at home. "Sirius talks about the mischief and chaos all the time, almost like he's a fan" added the youngest Black, a grin appearing on his features, as Sirius attempted to hide by the magazine Isolde had previously been flicking through. Attempting to hide his reddened cheeks.

"Sirius and (Y/N) sitting in a tree" started James, as if to add to the embarrassment. Refusing to stop even when Remus kicked his shins and Sirius all but glared at him, in an attempt to will his best friend to shut up.

"Come on mate, shut up before you make it rain more than Allegra did last year with her singing" exclaimed Sirius, not hearing Allegra huff in annoyance at the comment, a comment she took as an insult almost immediately.

"K.I.S.S.I.N.G. First comes love ..." continued James as if he had not heard a single word anyone had spoken to dissuade him otherwise. "Then comes marriage"

"(Y/N), What was the potion you put in James' drink earlier?" casually asked Lily, almost instantly the singing stopped and the deafening silence took its place.

"Essence of Insanity" replied (Y/N), as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Makes the drinker suspicious of everything, until they think they're losing their marbles" she explained, winking to Regulus, as if cluing him into the joke, Marlene whispering to her little brother, doing the same.

"That's a terrible joke" squeaked Peter, not catching on to the joke and becoming suspicious of his own bottle of water from the treat trolly. Eying it carefully, as if expecting it to suddenly begin to glow and change color. Remus could only chuckle when James all but jumped up and pressed his face to the window, the rain and thick clouds preventing him from seeing much. The moment James left the compartment to look out the other windows, Peter followed as if to try and talk some sense into him.

"What was it really?" asked Remus, looking between the girls, quickly suspecting Allegra had nothing to do with the joke at hand.

"Pumpkin juice" replied (Y/N) with a sly grin and amusement ringing through her voice.

"Cleaver" commented Sirius. "If he's calmed down by the time we're sent to our dorms, we'll tell him the truth then" he laughed, watching as James ran past the compartment, followed by Peter seconds later who acted as if he too had been spiked with pumpkin juice.

"Wasn't there a singing potion in Allegra's one" commented Lily, looking to Isolde this time, recalling the younger Smith twin was attempting to brew the simple potion before the holiday. Her reasoning was simple, if Allegra was going to instant of tormenting everyone with her singing, then the potion was needed, to ensure the singing was in tune and did not sound like a hippogriff was being strangled.

Almost instantly Allegra looked at her drink, before standing opening the small window and tossing her drink from it, before eyeing the empty plastic cup with more suspicion. James by now was saying the windows weren't letting him see anything, much to the confusion of other students.

"Better get changed, we'll be arriving soon" commented Marlene, sweeping her little brother out of the compartment and offering to take Regulus as well. On the way to the toilet in the car, she grabbed hold of James, sending him back to their small compartment while resisting the urge to slap him silly. A small chuckle escaped her as he regained some of his lost senses.

"Is it normally like that with your friends?" asked Mason, curiosity ringing through his voice. He could recall Marlene mentioning a prank war of sorts, with (Y/N) being one of the participants, but he couldn't remember the things she'd said that happened. Regulus too had heard of the prank war, but more Sirius's going super fan mode, even now it was becoming increasingly obvious, that his older brother had a crush on the only girl involved in the pranks and mischief.

"From what I heard, that's a calmer one. Sirius mentioned something about a powder in books and an explosive potion" voiced Regulus, a small smile forming on his lips, as he waited beside Marlene, fiddling with the zipper of his jacket.

"Firepowder, harmless and hidden in books, both James and Sirius found it among countless others" replied Marlene. "The potion was just an experiment (Y/N) was doing to occupy herself. To say it made a bit of a mess was an understatement. She ended up in the hospital wing for a few days after that" she admitted, although when she thought about it, most of (Y/N)"s chaos had come from the spells she used. "The Patronus charm caused the most havoc. Scared everyone in the common room, including herself" laughed Marlene, recalling (Y/N) had fallen off the back of the sofa.

"Suddenly, I'm curious what she'll get up to this year" commented Regulus as he entered the bathroom, when Mason came out clad in his black Hogwarts robes, robes that would soon be representing the house they were sorted into. Although Regulus found himself in a bit of a dilemma now. He'd always wanted to be in Slytherin, as most members of his family had been before him. But now he found himself with a wish to follow in Sirius' footsteps and be in Gryffindor.

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#wizarding world #sirius black #james potter #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #lily evans #marlene mckinnon #metamorphic reader #oc characters #x reader #sirus black x reader #part 6 #reader insert #reader interactive #wizarding world fanfiction

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theflashseason10 · 1 year

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The Flash Season 10, Episode 1 - "Blended"

Click "keep reading" to expand the entire script, or click here for the rest of the episodes!

INT. WEST FAMILY HOME - KITCHEN

Iris is making a smoothie in her blender, humming to herself as she works. Suddenly, the blender starts to emit a strange, high-pitched noise, and the kitchen begins to shake. Iris tries to turn the blender off, but it won't stop.

IRIS (yelling) Barry!

Barry enters the kitchen, a look of alarm on his face.

BARRY What's going on?

IRIS The blender, it won't stop!

Barry approaches the blender, trying to turn it off. As he does, a bright light begins to emit from the blender, growing in intensity until it engulfs the entire kitchen.

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EXT. WEST FAMILY HOME - SAME TIME

The light explodes out of the kitchen window, forming a swirling vortex in the air. People on the street begin to panic and run away as the vortex grows larger and more intense.

BARRY (to Iris) What have you done?!

IRIS I don't know! It was just a smoothie!

Barry and Iris stand at the edge of the vortex, staring in awe as it continues to grow. Suddenly, a figure appears in the center of the vortex, emerging from the other side.

END SCENE

INT. STAR LABS - LAB

Chester and Allegra are standing in front of a computer screen, trying to flirt with each other. Chester is nervous, stuttering as he tries to make a witty comment. Allegra just rolls her eyes, trying to keep things professional.

CHESTER S-so, uh, Allegra. Do you have any hobbies?

ALLEGRA (sighing) Work is my hobby, Chester. What about you?

CHESTER (smiling) Well, I love to code. And I've been told I have a pretty great sense of humor.

Just as Chester is about to say something else, a beeping sound comes from the computer. They both turn to look at the screen, where a flashing red alert is displayed.

CHESTER (CONT'D) What's that?

ALLEGRA (excitedly) It looks like a temporal disturbance!

Chester and Allegra quickly move to the console, bringing up a map of Central City. A large vortex is shown in the center of the city, surrounded by an energy field.

CHESTER (amazed) That's a time vortex!

ALLEGRA (urgently) We need to tell Barry and the rest of the team right away!

Chester and Allegra rush out of the lab, running down the hallway towards the control room.

END SCENE

INT. CC JITTERS - DINING AREA

Joe and Cecile are sitting at a booth, enjoying their dinner. Suddenly, Cecile's phone beeps with an incoming text message. She picks it up and reads it, her eyes widening in shock.

CECILE (excitedly) Joe, we have a situation!

JOE (concerned) What is it?

CECILE (serious) There's a time vortex in the middle of Central City, and it's causing chaos and destruction.

Joe quickly finishes his meal and stands up, grabbing his coat.

JOE (CONT'D) Let's go.

Cecile closes her eyes for a moment, concentrating. When she opens them again, she has a look of realization on her face.

CECILE (CONT'D) I think I know what caused it.

JOE (surprised) What? How?

CECILE (excitedly) I can feel it. Iris must have created it with her blender.

Joe and Cecile quickly leave the restaurant, running towards Star Labs.

END SCENE

INT. WEST FAMILY HOME - KITCHEN

Barry and Iris are staring at the figure that emerged from the vortex, a look of shock and disbelief on their faces. The figure is revealed to be another version of Barry, this time dressed in a green suit and wearing a helmet. He grins at them, revving the engine of his motorcycle.

EVIL BARRY (smiling) Well, well, well. Look what we have here.

GOOD BARRY (confused) Who are you?

EVIL BARRY (laughing) I'm you, from the future. And I've come for a little fun.

Good Barry steps forward, looking defiant.

GOOD BARRY (determined) What kind of fun?

EVIL BARRY (smiling) A race. You and me, motorcycles. Winner takes all.

Good Barry thinks for a moment, then nods.

GOOD BARRY (smiling) You're on.

The two Barrys climb onto their motorcycles and rev their engines, ready to race. The vortex begins to close behind them, as they take off down the street, disappearing into the night.

END SCENE

INT. WEST FAMILY HOME - LIVING ROOM

Iris is pacing back and forth in the living room, looking upset and confused. Joe, Cecile, Allegra, and Chester burst into the room, panting and out of breath.

JOE (worried) Iris, what happened?

IRIS (frantic) Barry and another version of him just disappeared on motorcycles!

ALLEGRA (concerned) Where did they go?

Iris shrugs, still looking bewildered. Chester steps forward, trying to lighten the mood.

CHESTER (smiling) Well, motorcycles are like dishwashers. They're always spinning out of control.

Everyone turns to look at Chester, who gives a sheepish grin. Iris rolls her eyes, still looking worried.

IRIS (exasperated) Chester, now is not the time for jokes.

JOE (serious) We need to find out what happened to Barry and figure out a way to stop this other version of him.

The group nods in agreement, moving towards the door to start their investigation.

END SCENE

INT. CC JITTERS DOWNS - STARTING LINE

Good Barry and Evil Barry are standing at the starting line, revving their engines and ready to race. The crowd of onlookers is cheering and shouting, excited to see the two speedsters in action.

Suddenly, two figures appear in the stands, one wearing a red suit and the other wearing a yellow suit. They are revealed to be good Thawne and evil Thawne, who are on a date together.

GOOD THAWNE (excitedly) This is going to be quite the show.

EVIL THAWNE (smirking) Indeed. I can't wait to see who comes out on top.

Good Barry and Evil Barry take their positions, getting ready for the race. The crowd falls silent, as the two speedsters rev their engines, waiting for the starting gun.

The starting gun goes off, and the two Barrys take off, their motorcycles roaring down the track. Good Thawne and Evil Thawne watch from the stands, cheering and clapping as the two speedsters race towards the finish line.

END SCENE

INT. ROAD TO STAR LABS

Iris, Chester, Allegra, Cecile, and Joe are all riding electric scooters down the road towards Star Labs. Chester is making jokes and trying to lighten the mood, but the others are focused on finding a way to stop Evil Barry.

CHESTER (laughing) You know, electric scooters are like blenders. They're fun to ride, but you never know what's going to happen when you push the wrong button.

Allegra chuckles, but the others barely crack a smile. Suddenly, Iris has an idea.

IRIS (excitedly) Wait a minute, Chester! That's it! The blender!

The others look at her, confused.

JOE (perplexed) Iris, what are you talking about?

IRIS (explaining) What if we use the blender to create another time vortex and trap Evil Barry?

CECILE (doubtful) But how would that even work?

IRIS (determined) We'll find a way. We have to stop him before he does any more damage.

The others nod in agreement, accelerating their scooters towards Star Labs. Chester can't help but make one more joke.

CHESTER (grinning) Well, I guess this is where we find out if blenders and scooters mix.

Allegra laughs, but the others are already focused on their plan.

END SCENE

INT. CC JITTERS DOWNS - RACE TRACK

Good Barry and Evil Barry are racing motorcycles at CC Jitters Downs. The speed is intense and the audience is on the edge of their seats as the two speedsters approach the finish line.

Suddenly, Good Barry enters Flashtime and everything slows down around him. He pulls his motorcycle to a stop and looks around, confused.

SPEEDFORCE (voice echoing) Barry Allen, why have you entered Flashtime?

Good Barry looks around, trying to locate the source of the voice.

GOOD BARRY (surprised) Speedforce? Is that you?

SPEEDFORCE (resonant voice) Yes, it is I. Why have you entered Flashtime, Barry?

GOOD BARRY (urgently) I need your help. Evil Barry is here, and he's trying to destroy Central City.

SPEEDFORCE (emphatic voice) I know. The fabric of time is being threatened. You must stop him, Barry.

GOOD BARRY (determined) I will. But I need your help. How can I stop him?

SPEEDFORCE (whispering voice) Use your powers wisely, Barry. Remember, with great power comes great responsibility.

Good Barry nods, taking the words to heart. He exits Flashtime and speeds back towards the finish line. The crowd cheers as he speeds past Evil Barry and crosses the finish line first.

Evil Barry pulls his motorcycle to a stop, furious that he has lost. Good Barry approaches him, ready for a fight.

END SCENE

INT. STAR LABS - WORKSHOP

Cecile, Joe, Iris, Allegra, and Chester are all working on building blenders at Star Labs. They are using various tools and machinery to assemble the blenders as quickly as possible.

Iris is explaining her plan as she works.

IRIS (excited) The more blenders we have, the better our chances of trapping Evil Barry. The vortex created by the blender should be strong enough to hold him.

CHESTER (jokingly) Yeah, and the more blenders we have, the more it'll be like the cast of Game of Thrones.

Allegra laughs, but the others just look at Chester confused.

JOE (confused) What does that mean?

CHESTER (shrugging) I don't know, it just seemed like a funny comparison.

CECILE (rolling her eyes) Well, let's focus on the task at hand. The more blenders we have, the better chance we have of stopping Evil Barry.

Iris nods in agreement and they all continue working on building the blenders.

END SCENE

INT. CC JITTERS DOWNS - TRACK

Evil Barry and Good Barry are both standing on the finish line of the motorcycle race, panting heavily from their intense race. Evil Barry is fuming with anger as he has just lost to Good Barry.

EVIL BARRY (angrily) I can't believe I lost to you!

Good Barry tries to calm Evil Barry down.

GOOD BARRY (calmly) Please, just listen to me. I know you're angry, but violence isn't the answer.

EVIL BARRY (skeptically) What could you possibly say to change my mind?

GOOD BARRY (sincerely) I want to tell you about the love I have for Iris. She is the light of my life, my everything. She has given me a reason to fight for what's right and has inspired me to be the best version of myself.

Evil Barry is taken aback by Good Barry's words. He can see the genuine love and affection in Good Barry's eyes as he speaks about Iris.

GOOD BARRY (CONT'D) (continuing) I know you have a heart, deep down. And I believe that if you allow yourself to feel love and compassion, you can change for the better.

Evil Barry is silent for a moment, contemplating Good Barry's words. The tension in the air is palpable as the two stand facing each other.

END SCENE

INT. STAR LABS - LAB

Chester has finally finished building the perfect blender. He proudly holds it up for everyone to see.

CHESTER (excitedly) Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, the "Blend-a-Tron 9000"!

Allegra bursts out laughing, enjoying Chester's nerdy joke.

ALLEGRA (laughing) Oh my gosh, Chester! That's hilarious!

Iris, on the other hand, looks fed up with Chester's constant jokes.

IRIS (exasperated) Chester, I'm just happy you finished the blender.

CHESTER (grinning) Well, you know what they say. "A good blender is like a Star Wars prequel. A lot of hype and build-up, but in the end, it still blends!"

Allegra laughs again, but Joe and Cecile just shake their heads and smile.

Iris gets on her electric scooter, ready to head down to CC Jitters Downs.

IRIS (CONT'D) (urgently) Come on, we don't have much time. Let's go stop Evil Barry!

She revs up the scooter and takes off down the hallway, with Joe, Cecile, and Allegra close behind. Chester brings up the rear, still chuckling at his own joke.

END SCENE

INT. CC JITTERS DOWNS - TRACK

Evil Barry is still fuming after losing the motorcycle race. He starts to tell Good Barry the real reason why he came through the Time Vortex.

EVIL BARRY (emotionally) You want to know why I came back here? It's because I lost everything. My wife, my kids, my friends. They were all taken away from me.

Good Barry's expression softens as he listens to Evil Barry's story. He walks over and gives him a fast hug.

GOOD BARRY (sympathetically) I'm so sorry, man. That must have been hard.

EVIL BARRY (tearfully) It was. But now, I'm going to take what I want. I'm going to take everything from you, just like I did from the other Barry.

Good Barry pulls away from the hug, a determined look on his face.

GOOD BARRY (firmly) I won't let that happen. I won't let you hurt anyone else.

Evil Barry and Good Barry stand facing each other, both determined to stop the other. The fate of the timeline hangs in the balance.

END SCENE

INT. CC JITTERS DOWNS - STANDS

Good Thawne and Evil Thawne are sitting in the stands, ignoring the events of the race and enjoying CC Jitters coffee popcorn. They're having a lighthearted conversation, completely unaware of the potential superhero fight happening on the track.

EVIL THAWNE (casually) You know, I've been thinking…

GOOD THAWNE (smiling) Yes?

EVIL THAWNE (gets down on one knee) I think it's time we make things official. Will you marry me?

Good Thawne's eyes widen in surprise, then he breaks out into a smile.

GOOD THAWNE (excited) Yes! Yes, I will!

The crowd around them is too focused on the events on the track to pay attention to their proposal. Good Thawne and Evil Thawne share a passionate kiss, completely unaware of the chaos around them.

END SCENE.

INT. CC JITTERS DOWNS - SURROUNDING AREA

Allegra and Chester are riding their electric scooters down the road, following behind Iris, Joe, and Cecile on their way to the race track. Chester is still making jokes, trying to lighten the mood.

CHESTER (excited) This is like an electric scooter parade! I feel like a kid again!

ALLEGRA (laughing) I love it when you make jokes, Chester. Keep it up!

Iris, Joe, and Cecile are riding ahead, deep in thought. They're aware of the seriousness of the situation and are focused on finding a solution to stop Evil Barry.

As they approach the race track, they see the chaos that has erupted. The crowd is on its feet, shouting and cheering.

IRIS (worried) We need to hurry. Good Barry needs our help.

The group picks up the pace, determined to reach the track and do what they can to stop Evil Barry.

END SCENE.

INT. CC JITTERS DOWNS - DAY

Evil Barry and Good Barry face each other, with their motorcycles in front of them.

EVIL BARRY: (grinning) You’re too late, Barry. The time vortex is mine now!

Good Barry looks horrified as Evil Barry starts to divert the power of the time vortex towards him.

GOOD BARRY: No! No, Barry!

Evil Barry continues to laugh as Good Barry tries to dodge the energy beams from the vortex, but it is quickly closing in on him.

EVIL BARRY: (laughing) You’ll never be able to stop me!

Good Barry looks around desperately for a way out, but he's running out of options. Suddenly, a blender appears from off-screen and slams into Evil Barry, disrupting the vortex.

CHESTER: (excitedly) Ha! I told you the blender was a weapon!

ALLEGRA: (laughing) You were right, Chester! Blenders hitting people in the face!

GOOD BARRY: (relieved) Iris! You did it!

Iris, Joe, Cecile, and Chester run onto the track, out of breath but triumphant.

IRIS: (excited) We did it! The blenders worked!

JOE: (muttering) And Evil Thawne and Good Thawne are getting engaged. No one cares.

Everyone cheers as Good Barry embraces Iris, grateful to be safe once again. The time vortex starts to dissipate, and Evil Barry is knocked out on the ground.

GOOD BARRY: (hugs Iris) Thank you.

Everyone cheers again as the screen fades to black.

INT. CC JITTERS PIZZERIA - DAY

The group is gathered at a large table, loaded down with pizza and drinks. They're all laughing and talking, still buzzing from their victory over Evil Barry.

BARRY: (smiling) I can't believe we did it. I'm so grateful for all of you.

IRIS: (smiling) I wouldn't have been able to stop Evil Barry without your help.

JOE: (smiling) And I wouldn't have been able to help without my trusty blender.

Everyone laughs as Chester takes a big bite of pizza.

CHESTER: (jokingly) You know what they say, pizza is like a blender. It's always a good time.

ALLEGRA: (rolling her eyes) Chester, can you please just shut up about the blenders already?

Chester looks taken aback, but before he can respond, Allegra grabs him and pulls him in for a passionate kiss. Chester moans as the kiss becomes more intense, and everyone at the table starts to look uncomfortable.

CECILE: (awkwardly) Uh, guys…

IRIS: (trying to divert attention) So, what's next for us? Another adventure?

Everyone starts talking at once, trying to ignore the awkward situation with Allegra and Chester. As they all leave the pizzeria, Barry and Iris share a private moment.

BARRY: (smiling) I'm so glad we were able to stop Evil Barry. And I'm even more glad that we were able to do it together.

IRIS: (smiling) Me too. We make a pretty good team.

They smile at each other, and the screen fades to black.

INT. STAR LABS - DAY

The lab is quiet, with all the lights turned off. Suddenly, one of the abandoned blenders turns on, making a loud whirring noise. The camera zooms in on the blender as it starts to shake and smoke.

Suddenly, the blender explodes, revealing another version of Caitlin Snow. This Caitlin has green hair and is wearing green makeup. She looks around the lab, confused.

CAITLIN: (in a sultry voice) Whoa, what happened here? I'm a bit confused.

She looks down at herself and grins.

CAITLIN: (giggling) Oh, I see what happened. I must have come from a different universe.

She strikes a pose and winks at the camera.

CAITLIN: (smiling) You can call me Snow-Green.

She makes a joke about blenders.

CAITLIN: (laughing) Looks like I'm a blender all right, but instead of making smoothies, I make things… interesting.

She pauses and looks off into the distance.

CAITLIN: (softly) Chester would have loved that.

The screen fades to black as the post-credits teaser ends.

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