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my-insanity-is-an-artform · 2 years

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I love your Twi/First scenarios a little bit too much, but what would you say to the pair of them finally getting a taste of their own medicine?

Like… maybe Reader gets a dose of pollen from a strange magic plant (from Time’s Hyrule) or something and then for the next 24 hours is impossible to fluster? And according to Time, makes them likely to say and do things that would otherwise be totally unlike them (and apparently have no real bearing on how they actually feel). Truthfully, he’s really just pot-stirring and laughing his ass off as Reader notices and takes advantage of his little white lie and has Twilight and First so flustered they can’t think straight.

…and then Reader wakes up the next day, looks the pair of them dead in the eye and goes “what happened?”

Whether or not they know what they’d put those boys through and are just covering their tracks to avoid retribution I’ll leave up to your imagination.

- Glitter anon ✨

*Pulls you close and presses your face against mine* I think we're going to be very good friends, my Lovely Glitter.

You might regret this at a later date, but right now, you were honestly taking the wins you were given and Time had given you the perfect excuse.

(Perhaps you wouldn't put rocks under his bedroll anymore.)

It all started when you fell into a flower patch of strange blue flowers and utterly coated in the pollen while in Time's Kakariko that morning. You felt strange and a bit dizzy as you spat out some of the pollen.

Time had been the one to pull you out and check you over in one of the rooms they had rented before telling you that for the next 24 hours, you were utterly unflusterable once the dizzy spell passed.

First and Twilight had come into the room then, fussing over you in concern. You noticed the effect as the dizziness faded.

Usually when they fussed like this, your cheeks were already burning but now all you felt was a deep well of affection and pleasure at how they acted.

Behind them, Time coughed and gave you a wink. The duo turned to him.

"The flower's effect only lasts about 24 hours. It can have a bit of an intoxicating effect. They'll be pretty much unable to be flustered or feel any sort of shame. So they might do things that'll be out of character for them or say things that they don't actually mean. I'm trusting you both to watch over them. I'd prefer it if they stayed in the room to prevent any embarrassment for them." Time said sternly.

First nodded and Twilight turned back to you as if you would start doing something strange right there and then.

You immediately started plotting.

As soon as Time was out of the door and out of earshot, you turned to your two victims watchers and tilted your head.

"You are both seriously pretty."

You were rather impressed they both choked on air simultaneously.

"Like really, really pretty. Sublime even." You clambered off the bed and moved to press yourself against Twilight's frozen form. You reached up to trace the marking under his eyes.

"Huh. It's like all the colour in the sky is trapped in your eyes, my lovely wolf. It's rather wonderful."

He sent a panicked glance towards First as you dropped your hands to his biceps and leaned up to whisper in his ear. "I wonder if it's the sky that glows so brightly out of jealousy for your eyes or if the gods created the sky as tribute to your eyes."

Twilight let out a low whine as his hands hovered awkwardly over your hips.

There was a quiet call of your name and you turned to see First with his hand over your shoulder. "Perhaps you should take a nap. Are you not tired?"

You turned towards First and tried not to feel slightly offended when Twilight sighed in relief. You'd get him back in a moment.

First went to guide you to the bed, but you stepped around him and managed to turn him around so that the back of his knees hit the bed and he sat down heavily.

He breathed out deeply that turned into a sharp inhale as you climbed into his lap and sat on his thighs with your hands entwined in his scarf.

"You know, my dear Knight. Has anyone ever told you that your love for the people around you is one of your dearest qualities?" You fiddled with the scarf before reaching down and grasping his hand. He was too busy staring at you to resist when you brought his knuckles to your lips, a mirrored movement he had performed on you countless times.

Oh, how the tables have turned.

"Your heart beats for those around you. Would it be selfish of me to ask for it to beat for me?" You kiss his hand and pressed it over your own heart.

He made a sound rather like a mouse being trodden on.

Oh, this would be so much fun.

When you awoke the next morning, neither Twilight nor First looked as if they had slept at all the previous night.

Which to be fair, might've had something to do with you lavishing both compliments and affection upon them well into the late night.

You could also feel the effects of the flowers fading. So you dredged up the last of your self-control.

"Wow. You look like you didn't sleep at all. What happened?" You asked, reaching out with a look of concern.

Your boys traded looks and Twilight groaned, pressing his face into the quilt while First just blushed delicately.

Oh, you definitely owe Time a huge favour.

#linked universe x reader #linked universe #LU First #LU Twilight #polyamory #Reader's Revenge #Reader spends the whole night hitting on First and Twi and they will treasure that memory for the rest of their life

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blubberingmess · 4 years

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[Beautiful]

Pairing: Bucky x plus size!reader

No plot, just your average normal smut :)

Warning: smut (m/f), slight dirty talk, daddy kink, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, cunt slapping, a very short thought about anal, unprotected sex (I can't rhyme, but yeah, use condom, kids.)

There's no denying at the fact that bucky loves his women thick, has a bit more meat on their bones. But what's more beautiful than a big curvy woman? Big curvy woman with confidence. It's a big turn on for Bucky, seeing a woman flaunting her beautiful assets without giving a single fuck to whoever tries to say otherwise.

So the moment Bucky met you, he just knew he'd be a total goner.

Your 'I don't give a fuck' personality, your body, the way you move, the way you carry yourself, it's everything Bucky ever wanted to a woman. How your chin is always held up high like a queen, It's beautiful - you're beautiful.

And you're his.

"Damn Bucky, your girl's looking good." Sam whistled in appreciation as the three of them-- Bucky, Sam, and Steve-- look over and saw you chatting with the rest of the guests.

You're wearing a luxurious red bodycon dress that hugs your curves, it also makes your ass look good than they already are, while also wearing those black stilettos that Bucky loves so much.

Bucky grins with pride at the awe look in his friends' faces, chuckling to himself. "What are you talking about? She always does."

It's true. No matter what you wear or if your hair is all over the place and looking like someone just ran over you (morbid, I know), you're still the most gorgeous human being Bucky had ever laid his eyes upon.

While Sam and Steve continues back on conversing about something Bucky don't really give a damn about, his eyes are fixated on you. Traveling up and down your round form like a predator hungry for his prey, unconsciously licking his lips when you down the rest of your drink.

How did he became so lucky?

You gave the guest a smile before turning your head towards the table where you know Bucky is seated, and saw him already has his eyes at you. Heart skipping a beat at the lovesick expression on his face, a look you know is solely meant for you.

"I have to go," you said to the guest without looking at them. Walking towards your man, purposely made your walk slow and teasing. He watched you with a hungry glint in his eyes as you made your way towards him, biting his bottom lip at the way you sway your wide hips from side to side. Sam and Steve already know what's going on and decided to leave the table to go to the bar instead, good for them.

You flashed your boyfriend a playful grin, placing both of your hands on his broad shoulders, unconsciously (or not) giving him an eyeful of your cleavage.

"Hi."

"Hi." He chuckled, grabbing your plump waist and giving it a gentle squeeze. "You look beautiful in that dress, baby."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He then smirks. "But I rather see you without one right now."

You were about to open your mouth to tease him back when the music started blaring to a more upbeat song, a female voice calling for your name after. Breaking your gaze from Bucky, you saw Wanda waving her hand at you from the dance floor with Natasha on her side.

'Dance with us' Natasha mouthed.

You jerked your head down to Bucky, silently yelling at them in your head 'I'm busy!' Hoping they'd get it which they did, but sadly, didn't care as the two gave you puppy eyes.

Chuckling, you took a step back from Bucky, a frown visible on his face. "We'll finish this later."

He groans, leaning his head back. "You're a fucking tease, you know that?" You only winked as a response before making your way towards your two girl friends, while the dance floor started to be filled with dancing bodies.

Bucky is now left sitting there, feeling a bit annoyed from the interruption and also extremely aroused. He sighed, his pants that had tighten by just a small amount of time from your teasing, taking a sip of his champagne.

Nope, Bucky thought. I can't take this anymore.

The heated gaze you'd sent his way for the past twenty minutes while biting that kissable lip of yours, all while sexily grinding with the Wanda and Natasha to the beat of the music. It's all sent his body on fire, specifically, down south.

You just love torturing him don't you? Love how you can make him squirm and growl possesively at the sight of you, taking pride of every second of it.

Bucky slammed his third glass of champagne on the table before sauntering towards your dancing figure, pretending you didn't just saw the way he looks at you from afar.

"Hello ladies, can I borrow my girl real quick?"

You gave Bucky a knowing look while he just innocently smile in return, both knowing it'll be far from quick - maybe the whole night and early morning. Without actually waiting for a response from the two, Bucky practically dragged you away from the party by the wrist and in the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door closed, he slammed you to the wall and smashes his lips against yours heatedly. You moaned when you felt his tongue slithered inside your mouth, easily gaining dominance.

"Thought I didn't noticed your teasing, baby girl? Dancing in that pretty little dress of yours - fuck." Bucky groans, harshly squeezing your ass before letting go and giving it a nice slap.

It felt like hours before the door finally opens. Bucky, like the impatient man he is, crouched down carries you on his shoulder, his flesh hand not leaving your ass.

"Can't wait to fuck this ass," Bucky whispered to himself.

You both haven't talked about trying anal yet, but neither of you are against. Who knows? It might happen sooner or later, depends on how tempting you look - which is every fucking day.

He got to his door and hastily opens it, slamming the door shut with the heel of his shoe.

You giggle when he unceremoniously laid you down on the bed making you slightly bounce. He gave you a quick yet sweet peck on the lips before kneeling down on the edge of the bed.

You immediately strip out from your dress, leaving your body exposed with nothing but your lacey panty and your stilettos.

For Bucky, everything suddenly stilled as his eyes trails the length of your body, absorbing the sight in front of him. From his view, Bucky could see the wet mark in the middle of your panty, a clear sign that his baby is aroused and it's all because of him - just for him.

Gorgeous, Bucky thought to himself. Absolutely stunning.

Bucky snapped out from his lovesick daze the moment he saw you roll your hips against the mattress, silently begging him to do something - anything.

"It's okay, baby. I gotchu," he whispered as he began stripping off his clothes, giving you show. Slowly pulling off his coat and unbuttoning his shirt.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard the only word that'll be coming out of your mouth tonight is my name." And it's not Bucky.

He smirks when he heard you let out a small moan, pulling his shirt off completely and kicking off his shoes. "You like the sound of that, baby girl? Bet you fucking do."

"Please Bucky."

"Patience, sweetheart." Was his only response before scooting down so he's now facing your clothed pussy, groaning as he inhaled your sweet scent.

"Fuck. Smell so good." He hooked his finger on your panty and moved it to the side. The sight of your glistening pussy made his cock twitch, already feeling the arousal forming at the tip.

"Bucky, please, I can't take it-- oh~" a pornographic moan escaped your lips as Bucky latches his whole mouth on your clit, sucking on it harshly while simultaneously using his tongue to rub the nub.

"F-Fuck, yeah, that's it." You gasped as he let go of your clit for a moment just to lick a fat strip from your entrance to the top, before once again latching his soft pink lips around your clit, sucking on it harshly like a pacifier.

"So good - yes! Yes! Yes!"

One of the things that you love about Bucky is that he doesn't half-assed on pleasuring you, making sure you're satisfied wether it's a quick fuck or a long hours of love making. He will eat you out like a starved man, temporarily ignoring the very strong urge to just slam you down and drill into you like he wanted.

He will always put you first.

Bucky sat back up before you could even reach your peak, gently rubbing his fingers up and down your slit.

"Bucky, plea-- ah!" You let out a small scream when he suddenly gave your clit a slap, not enough to actually hurt but enough to make you jolt in surprise.

"Wrong name, baby girl," he growls out all while pulling off his pants as well as his boxer, throwing it somewhere around the room. His dick is standing up thick and proud, a small drip of precum on top.

Oh, he's in that mood huh?

"Daddy, please fuck me. I can't take it anymore," you begged, pulling your knees up and spreading your legs apart, giving him a clear view of your wet cunt.

"Fuck, baby, look at that." Bucky is in awe as you completely exposed yourself to him. It's not your first time having sex, but damn, does it feel like it everytime.

That's is all your fault. You made the man insatiable; made him crave for you all day - everyday. He cannot seem to get enough of you no matter how many times he gets a taste, and he don't think he will ever get enough.

Bucky grabs his rock hard dick and gave it a few pumps. The sight of you spread out for him like this, it feels like a dream.

"So wet and needy. Is this all for me, baby?" He asks, tapping the head of his cock against your clit a few times, before sliding it up and down your slit in a teasing manner.

Bucky grunts in disapproval when he didn't hear you answer and just moaned at his lazy rubbing. He pulls his cock away and gave your cunt another warning slap, making you jump in surprise.

"Use your words."

"Yes daddy, I'm sorry," you whimper as Bucky began circling your red and swollen cunt, spitting on it before pressing two flesh fingers inside in one go.

As much as Bucky likes to see you come undone by his metal fingers, he loves the feel of your slick walls against his flesh ones. Feeling your arousal around his fingers, so warm and velvety - especially around his cock.

You gasped out loud when he began thrusting hard and fast, prepping you up. Even with his fingers bucky can still feel how tight you are, getting him all more excited than he already are.

He placed his metal hand on the back of your thighs, pushing it up so he could take a better look and he knows you like it that way.

He added a third finger and your puffy cunt just swallows his fingers hungrily, coaxing him to push his fingers inside knuckles deep.

"Yes Daddy, oh my gosh!" You can feel the your stomach tightening. Bucky started to feel your walls clenched on his fingers, a clear indication that you're about to come.

"Come for me, (Y/n)." He doesn't have to say it because your legs clamped around his arm, rolling your hips through your orgasm as you moaned his name out loud.

Bucky didn't waste any more time and hover above your body, lining his throbbing cock at your entrance. In one swift thrust of his hips, he had buried himself inside. Bucky groans as your walls deliciously squeezed him, already wanting to milk him dry.

"Shit - relax, doll. You're squeezing me too hard." You breathe in and out, eyes clenched tightly as you relax yourself on the mattress.

Bucky smiles, leaning down to kiss you lovingly and comfortingly on you forehead. "That's it, baby girl. Relax." Slowly, he began to grind his hips against yours. His eyes locked on your face as it contorts to a look of pure pleasure, your breathing started to get ragged as his thrusts gets harder; much more faster.

Before you know it, he was now pounding your slick cunt. The wet obscene noise, slapping of skin to skin is now much more audible.

"Fuck me harder, Daddy. Please!" And harder he goes. He hooked his strong buffy arms around your thighs and placed them on his shoulders, before slamming into you over and over again. At this point you are now screaming in pleasure, head tilting back as your body bowed.

Bucky's gaze trails down from yours face, down to your soft breasts, your round middle, and then down to where you both are connected. He could see your wetness coating the base of cock. A particular roll of his hips got your toes curling, instinctively jolting up, your nails digging shallowly on the skin of his back, marking him.

You squealed. "Fuck!"

"Right here, princess?" He asked as he keeps on hitting that spot again and again. He sat up, gripping your thick thighs tightly and resumes his fast pounding.

You opened your eyes and witnessed how Bucky's face morphs into a blissful look; eyes closed tightly and his head tilted back. A fine sheen of sweat covering his chest making him look so good.

"I'm gonna come," you gasped. You could tell he is too because his thrusts are getting sloppy and desperate. Your legs shakes as you came, moaning and chanting out his name 'Bucky' like a prayer.

With your walls fluttering around him and that lewd, fucked out look on your face sent him over the edge.

He groans as he came deep inside of you, staying balls deep for a few moment before pulling out. He watched as his cum drips out of your hole, soaking the sheets underneath you.

"Fuck, look at that. Such a good girl for me," he praised. You could feel him slides himself inside a few times and then completely pulls out, laying down next to your spent body.

You're heart is beating fast against your chest, not because from the sex (although that's mainly the reason) but for the man you've just did it with.

Bucky is still gasping, pupils are still dilated as he turn his head to the side to look at you. A fond smile formed on his lips when he noticed that you're already focused at him.

"You okay, princess?" He asked, now turning his body to his side. He lifted his metal hand up when he noticed your eyes are still a bit teary and dazed, gently holding your cheek in his large palm.

"Great," you breathed out before flashing him a soft pleased smile. You were about to stand up to clean yourself up when Bucky quickly grasped your wrist, pulling you back onto to mattress, caging your body with his.

Looking down at you with a playful glint in his eyes, cocking his head to the side. Something hard poking your belly and you don't need to put two on two together to know what's about to happen next.

"You're insatiable."

"What can I say? I have a wife who just looks so stunning and perfect every single fucking day." He chuckles darkly. "It's hard to not want to fuck you on the nearest surface - fill your pussy up until you're dripping with my cum, until--"

He stops.

Suddenly, his eyes slightly widens. You waited, he seems to be having an inner battle with himself. Eyes darting around your face, searching for something you don't quite know.

"Are you okay, baby?" Bucky's whole body tensed up at the word, though quickly relaxing soon after. Soft blue eyes flickering from yours and down to your round belly then back up, silently suggesting -- begging -- for something.

Oh boy.

This is my first ever smut and It feels like my first fic all over again.

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kid-karoshi · 3 years

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Death has no escape - Final Chapter

...Together, they hurried up the cellar stairs and sought shelter behind the house by a massive rock. Claudette began to do something to stop the bleeding. Ash had crouched down beside her. "Wait, you don't have to do this yourself. Let me help you." He hummed and tended to the wound extremely meticulously with the resources at hand. Until, in the last moment, he conjured up out of his back pocket another band-aid. He presented it like a trophy in front of her nose. This one was pink and had a thick print of a stupid looking bumblebee on it. At least this one seemed significantly fresher than the one he had given to Dwight. Responding to the questioning look, he gave a blunt attempt at flirtation, "There's more where that came from." Winking at her, already squeezing the tape tight. "Thanks for saving me, but wow...you could be my grandfather!" she snarked, leaning backwards while giving him a head-to-toe eye check. The grin fell off his face for a second upon that. "Ouch sweetie, I may have a bad knee, but I'm certainly not a grandpa. He gently placed his hand on hers and purred "Don't be sad, There was no future for us anyway." Claudette furrowed her forehead and withdrew her hand in disgust. "Come on sweetie, let's go save the others then."

art: @alexpdcl

They crept across the area in a crouched posture. Claudette grabbed his forearm after a while and pointed to a hill. "There." she whispered.

"Really? They're completely tired of living..." he hissed back at her. Dwight and Felix had chosen a generator on a hill as THE final workpiece. This one, however, was located not far from a mighty gate. "Okay little lady, you just run straight ahead and hide in the bushes over there, when the electric supply is up, your sweet ass will only worry about opening the gate, do we have an understanding?" Claudette was about to argue that she wasn't going to be talked to like that, but by that time Ash had already gained a few feet of ground. All she had left was an exhausted gasp. She froze in shock at the sound she heard afterwards. Right next to her, the air flickered and the gurgling monster passed her by. It was too late to tell those men what was happening.

"Hi girls, do you have a spot left for me?" fluttered Ash as he joined the others. The machine had already made good progress. There were still a few little things to do. "Busy." he grumbled with satisfaction. "Is Claudette all right?" enquired Dwight.

"Sure she is. I've got her patched up. She's fine and now let's get this done. At the end, I'll give each of you a piece of cake as a reward." Ash grinned broadly.

Dwight lifted his gaze, spied his girlfriend and tossed his arm from left to right very energetically but also extremely awkwardly. Claudette, on the other hand, frantically pointed in his direction, which he completely misunderstood, after that he pointed at Ash and with an outstretched thumb he responded to her. Then, without waiting for the next reaction, he quickly continued with the fixing. Felix, however, interrupted his work and spoke in a reproachful voice. "You arrogant son of a bitch, you knew that we were risking our asses out here while you were playing the hero. I know you for maybe ten minutes, but that's enough to see what a pathetic fraud you are, admit it, you're a chickenshit, you don't have a plan, you're just reacting to the circumstances around here! You may be able to fool the others but not me!" Dwight faintly looked back and forth between the two, convulsively trying not to provoke a short circuit. "Guys, uh, so I think you should discuss this later," he stammered. Ash, on the other hand, lowered his head and grumbled to the ground, "You seem to think you're a pretty big deal yourself. Do you think I chose to be the 'hero'? Evil always finds me, it is obsessed with me. There is nothing but death around me and that has been the reality for far too long. But what cheers me up anyway today is that your snooty life is also about to change," he chuckled darkly.

The chiming of the bell abruptly broke up their discussion. Dwight hopped to his feet and, with a cry of horror, he sprinted for the nearest shelter. As the ghostly figure revealed itself, the two men were still sitting at the machine, trying to crank it with their last ounce of strength. "Come on, come on, come on , damn it!" roared Felix "Get out of here!" screamed Ash at him, who also continued repairing. " Screw it! HHNGH!" groaned Felix as the killer's blade sped across his back, cutting the fibers of his designer suit, ripping open his flesh and severing some tendons of his scapula. At that moment, their eyes met. Ash snorted and lunged suddenly forward to knock Felix off the top of the hill and out of harm's way. As the killer, mesmerized detached the shredded skin from his blade, Ash sat right in front of him and plugged the last cable into the right connection. A shrilling sound was emitted and finally the exit gates had enough power to be opened. Claudette had taken position and immediately flipped the switch wich crackled electrifyingly. Dwight ran toward Felix and helped him up to drag him toward the exit gate. "NO! Ash is still up there!" he yelled painfully.

He was standing on top of the hill and noticed that the gate was already in the second phase, so it was going to burst open for the next few seconds. "Run, you fools!" he shouted. "... I've always wanted to say that, and now on to you, you ugly critter! Guess you think you're the greatest, huh?!" at this he bent his head back to stare brashly into the creature's face. The killer faced him with a growl, paused for a second, and to Ash's amazement, nodded in affirmation.

His eyes widened as he understood that he was now in serious trouble. He almost rolled himself over as he tried to make a run for it. At the same time, the exit gate sprang up with a loud clatter. His three teammates set out to leave this terror all behind. Beneath the great arches of the gate, Dwight and Claudette tried to heal the injured man, who was losing gallons of blood. Ash was running away " You better not let me find my shotgun...". That'll make you all get stale looking, you slowpoke! Then it's you who have to hide from ME! God have mercy on you, or whatever your kind is worshiping." He dragged the killer tauntingly behind him for a few more feet until he leapt through a boarded shack toward the exit. He turned his gaze to the others. At that very moment, his fate was sealed when his meniscus tore. And Ash knew it. *damn, not now the fucking knee!

The others screamed his name "Go!" He huffed as the enemy appeared behind him and cruelly struck him down with one hit. The wraith had gained in brutality and efficiency after the gate was opened, so it was practically impossible to avoid this curse. Felix felt terrible about the last words he had said to Ash. He wanted to undo everything he had said, but was dragged by his companions through the portal that prevented him from returning.

When Ash was picked up from the ground, badly injured, the pain seemed eerily familiar. After spending some time on his opponent's shoulder, he whispered in the killer's ear, "You could have just asked for my number, honey." who, visibly confused, dropped his victim right next to a hatch in the ground, from which a strange rumble and dark smoke rose. As the Killer was still reflecting on his feelings, the old man robbed himself into the dark abyss. Before he was closing the gate behind him, he raised his middle finger in the direction of the killer, who mournfully lowered his weapon.

Felix and the others, who had been running for quite a while, reached a campfire, at which they settled down. "We're safe here," Dwight said, and took Claudette in his arms. Felix flopped down and buried his fingers in his hair. Everyone was exhausted to the utmost and stared silently into the flames. The oppressive silence was accompanied by the crackling of the dry wood. Suddenly Felix recognized the outline of a figure looking through the flames.

"What are those long faces about?" interrupted Ash the melancholy. Three astonished pairs of eyes locked on the badly battered man, who magically pulled out a sugar-coated mess from his denim shirt.

"Look, there's no blood on that piece of cake," he sneered, before joining the others and shared it among the survivors.

#dbd fanfic #dbd ash #dbd dwight #dbd claudette #dbd felix #dbd wraith #dead by daylight #fanfiction #bad language #noed #aved #dark #ash williams #ashley joanna williams

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gifted-burnout-archive · 4 years

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Jim’s Best Friend

Part Ten - Gambling More Than Money

Word Count: 3640

Author’s Note: EEk! Casino Night time! So excited!

WARNING: Cheating.

For previous chapters, click here.

April, 2006.

You sat in the office, sorting through the files you had to look at that day, the rest of your colleagues settling down as well, when Mr Schrute decided to walk in looking like a penguin: full tuxedo, bow tie, too long trousers.

He hung his coat up by Pam's desk, and Jim sauntered over, hands in pockets.

"Excuse me. How long is the wait for a table for three?" Jim asked with all seriousness, gesturing to you and Pam as he spoke. Dwight straightened up, far too unhappy for so early in the morning.

"I would never, ever serve you. Not in a million, billion years." Dwight stared Jim down, and then glanced at Pam.

"It's a nice tux." She offered the compliment.

"I know, it belonged to my grandfather. He was buried in it so... Family heirloom." Dwight fixed his bowtie, and the three of you just took a moment of silence to process that information.

"So... Did... Did Dwight dig up-" You started, and Jim looked back, shaking his head. Not because you were wrong in your line of thinking, but rather he just didn't want to think about it anymore.

In the next five minutes, as you all settled in to your desks, Roy turned up, giving Pam a quick kiss and beginning so chatter about the night ahead: Casino Night in the Scranton Business Park, a fundraiser for some unknown charity, but the entire warehouse staff were spending the day setting it up.

"So, what's the deal? We've gotta pay for our own drinks? That's lame!" Roy exclaimed, and Pam quickly defended.

"Come on, it'll be fun! And besides, I'm a roulette expert." She wiggled her shoulders, getting a smile out of you and Roy.

"Impossible!" Dwight called from his desk, which he stood by as he sorted through files. "Roulette is not a game of skill. It is a game of chance."

"I can always kind of win at roulette." Jim said casually, not looking away from his screen.

"Oh really? Mm-hmm?" Dwight said, sitting down. He was clearly not amused. "How would you do that?" He asked, and you glanced up.

"Mind control." You answered for Jim, on the same wavelength. Dwight chuckled, looking between the pair of you.

"You can't be serious." He said, but when Jim returned it with a blank stare, Dwight's smile dropped. "Are you serious?"

"Ever since I was a little kid, like eight or nine, I could sort of control things with my mind." Jim shrugged, and you did your best not to smile.

"I don't believe you. Continue." Dwight was staring directly at him, intrigued in that half-creepy way only Dwight could be. Jim sighed.

"It was just little things, you know? Like I could make something shake. Or make a marble fall of the counter, you know. Just, little things." Jim said, and you nodded along. Dwight scoffed.

"Hah! That's ridiculous. You know what? Why don't you move that coat rack? Or..." Dwight looked around, seeing you replace your pencil holder near the edge of your desk. "Or knock Y/N's pencil holder to the ground." Dwight demanded. "Excuse me, everyone! Attention in the office, please! Jim is about to prove his telekinetic powers, and he needs absolute silence." Dwight announced, looking over at Jim. "Go ahead."

"Okay... I'll try." Jim said with a nod, his mood sombre. He twisted his chair to face you and Pam, holding one handing up and directing it towards the coat rack. With an exhale, he pointed his finger, and you all waited in silence, watching the coat rack.

Suddenly, it began to move, and Pam's eyes darted from Jim to the coat rack in surprise. Jim's attention then switched to your pencil holder, and as the coat rack stopped moving, your pencil holder begun inching closer and closer to the edge of the desk.

"Jim, can you-" You started, the cup tipping over and onto the floor. Dwight just watched in silent amazement.

"My God..." Dwight brathed out.

You and Pam sat together in the conference room, facing the cameras, and without a word you both lifted items: an umbrella and a strand of thread attached to your cup holder, both trying to hold back the laughter that threatened to erupt.

"What are you doing?" You asked Pam, heading up to her desk with a fresh cup of coffee.

"Oh, nothing." Pam said softly, and you leaned over the desk, reading a label on one of the video tapes.

"Till Death Do Us Rock..." You said aloud, and within a second Jim was by your side, inspecting the scene.

"They're wedding bands." Pam explained, the two of you letting out a joint 'ah'. "Roy was supposed to pick the band but he's concentrating more on the bachelor party now." She added, picking up the box of video tapes and going to stand, put them away. Jim held a hand out to stop her.

"Wait, wait, where you going?" Jim asked. "I mean, even if you don't hire a band, you still have to watch the bands." Jim lifted a tape out, and held it in Pam's face. "Pam, these are people who have never given up on their dreams. I have great respect for that." Jim nodded, and Pam started to giggle.

"And yes, they're all probably very bad." You added, a smirk across your lips. "And that'll make Halpert feel better about not having dreams." You nudged him and he laughed, and Pam gave in.

"There's a KISS cover band in here."

"Let's do it." Jim decided, beckoning to pair of you to follow him into the conference room. And while Dwight sat outside, trying to make his bobblehead move with his mind, you were lounging in one of the conference room chairs, Jim changing the video tapes.

"Wow, I don't know how you're going to decide." You remarked, and Pam looked back at you with her endearing smile, enjoying the fun that came with planning a wedding instead of the stress.

"They are all extremely good." Jim commented too as the fourth tape was inserted and read.

"I think I should hire them all." Pam nodded, fake serious in tone. "Do like Lalapalooza. Three stages."

"Your mom would love that." Jim said, making Pam laugh. His face lit up when she did, and you got up, heading towards the door as the next band started to play. The others didn't notice, Jim providing head Judge Pam with information on the next band, named 'Scrantonicity'.

"Oh, shit, wait. Y/N, wait!" Pam spoke up, pointing at the screen, and you turned to look. "That's Kevin."

"What?"

"On the drums, on the drums!" Pam squeaked, and Jim's jaw dropped.

"Oh my God! That's Kevin." Jim confirmed it, and you couldn't help but laugh, walking out of the room to your desk with a smile on your face. You sat down, dialling Patrick's work number, hoping to get him during his lunch break.

"No personal calls, Y/N." Dwight scolded, and you glanced over.

"Jim may be able to move things with his mind, but you haven't even seen what I'm capable of." You warned, sighing as the phone went straight to voicemail. It had been doing it a lot lately, but Patrick was a busy guy.

"Do I look alright?" You asked Patrick as he parked the car, and you ran a hand through your curled hair once more. Patrick smiled at you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. Pam had made you promise to dress up a little with her, so you swapped the work attire for a black dress that hugged your figure and heels just a touch taller than usual. You felt good, and the kiss of approval from your boyfriend, who had dressed nicely in a button down shirt and fitted trousers, was all you needed.

The pair of you got out of the car, Patrick quickly typing away on his phone before offering you his arm, and you took it, letting him lead you inside. The warehouse was full of people from across the business park, and you took Rick's hand and led him towards a large gathering of your colleagues, though Michael and Dwight were nowhere in sight.

"Evening everyone! Thought I'd introduce you guys to Patrick. Patrick, this is the office!" Everyone said hello, Jim coming over and handing his friend a beer. "So, you know Jim. This is Stanley, and Kev, Ryan and Kelly back there, Meredith, Phyllis and her partner Bob, Oscar and Angela, and this is Pam." You went round, giving Pam a hug yourself as you reached her.

"It's so nice to meet you Patrick, you seem to make Y/N very happy." She complimented, and Rick went to respond when his phone buzzed. He looked and muttered a soft 'shit'.

"I'm so sorry Y/N, it's work." He apologised, but you gestured for him to take it, and smiled at Pam once he had headed out.

"He's so cute! Did Jim really make it happen?" She teased you, and you couldn't stop the blush rising to your cheeks as you nodded. Pam smiled in response and led you over to Roy and Darryl so you could say a quick hello.

A half hour later, Jim sat across the poker table with Pam, a ten of spades being placed down as the river card in Poker. Pam couldn't stop the smile that crossed her face, shaking her head a little in excitement.

"Yeah, right." Jim spoke up, looking at her with disbelief.

"Yeah, right what?" Pam feigned innocence.

"What was this?" Jim asked, copying her previous action and causing her to laugh.

"I have good cards." She smirked.

"Really?"

"Mm-hmm. And I'm going to take you all in." Pam announced to the table, matching Jim's total chip count.

"Wow..." Jim said as Pam placed her chips in, and looked her in the eye. "I think you're bluffing." he decided, and the pair continued a few more seconds of smiles and funny looks until Jim just couldn't take it any longer, tossing the last of his chip in to match her bet and breaking eye cotanct in the process.

"Yeah, I think she's full of it." Kev said with suspicion, and she mouthed a 'sorry' to Jim as she turned her cards.

"Straight."

"Three nines."

"Congratulations Pam!" The table clapped, Pam collecting up her chips and Y/N wandered past, stopping by Jim.

"You haven't seen Rick around, have you? He's just sort of disappeared on me..." You asked, trying to hide the worry in your voice. Jim shook his head, glancing back at Pam and leading you away from the table.

"No stress, we'll find him, maybe he just needed some fresh air?" Jim suggested, and you nodded, heading towards the back exit. Before you could leave, Jim caught your arm.

"Y/N, you look really nice tonight." He complimented you, and you smiled, squeezing his hand before heading out the door and coming face to face with Jan Levinson.

"You're... Y/L/N, right?" Jan asked, and you nodded, glancing around but seeing no sign of Patrick.

"Yes. Y/N Y/L/N.. Thank you for coming all the way down from New York." You said, and Jan beckoned you closer.

"You smoke?" She asked, and you thought on it for a moment before accepting the cigarette and taking a long drag, handing it back.

"Could I talk to you about something, Miss Levinson?" You asked, and Jan smiled softly.

"Call me Jan, please. And of course."

"Well, at the Women in the Workplace meeting we had, I overheard you on the phone talking about a project. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but if Dunder Mifflin International is still a project corporate is investing in, I'd like to put my name forward." You weren't quite sure how you had mustered up so much courage, but it seemed to impress Jan.

"That's... Great initiative, Y/N. It's a scouting mission mostly, though. Not so much as a foreign branch as foreign clients." Jan corrected, and you quickly replied.

"I speak Spanish, and coversational French. If you need someone."

"What sparked the interest? Aren't you Michael's little prodigy?" Jan quizzed, and you sighed.

"I've been in Scranton for six years now, and when Jim told me he was accepting the transfer to Stamford, I was motivated to get off my backside." You said honestly, Jan handing you the cigarette again. "I don't think I'll work with any other company, so I might as well try for better pay here, right?"

"Indeed... Good to hear that Jim is accepting the position too..." Jan blew out the smoke, and sighed. "Why did I sleep with Mi-"

"Hey, Y/N, can we talk?" Patrick appeared out of nowhere, interrupting Jan's thought.

"Rick, not right now? Jan was talking?" You tried to hint, but Jan shook her head.

"I'll put your name in with New York, Y/N. I should be heading anyway. Nice to meet you, Patrick." She said with a nod, stubbing out the cigarette and walking over to her car. Patrick pulled you inside and upstairs.

Jan's car drove past a pickup truck, seated inside was Roy, with his fiancée Pam stood at the window.

"Sorry babe, I'm just beat." Roy emphasised the last word, and Pam nodded.

"It's okay. I'll see you at home." Pam assured him.

"Okay. Don't try to lose too much money, alright? Cause we still want a honeymoon?" Roy joked and the two shared a laugh as Jim walked round the corner, looking for Y/N. "Hey Halpert! Keep an eye on her, all right?" Roy called to him, and Jim nodded.

"Okay. Will do." Jim promised, and Roy drove off into the night. Pam walked over to Jim, arms swinging. "Hey, how's it going?" He asked.

"Good. Especially after I took all your money in poker." Pam teased, and Jim let out a low-effort laugh.

"Yeah... Uh." Jim thought for a moment, and realised he still hadn't told anyone by Y/N about Stamford. It would only be fair if Pam heard it from him first. "Hey, can I talk to you about something?" Jim asked.

"About when you want to give me more of your money? Did you wanna do that now? We can go inside, I'm feeling kind of good tonight." Pam joked with him, biting her lip as she smiled.

"I was just um..." Jim started, but seeing that smile, and that girl in that dress, telling her about his transfer was the last thing he wanted to do.

"I'm in love with you."

"... What?"

"I'm really sorry if that's weird for you to hear, but I need you to... Hear it." Jim breathed out slowly as he spoke, looking down at his shoes. "Probably not good timing, I know that. I just-"

"What are you doing?" Pam asked, a look of fear and confusion across her face. "What do you expect me to say to that?"

"I just needed you to know. Once." Jim stuffed his hands deeper into his pockets. Pam couldn't meet his gaze.

"Well, I, um... I... I can't." Pam said, fidgeting, and Jim nodded. "I don't... And Roy, and Y/N." she started.

"I know..." Jim kept his gaze down.

"You have no idea..." Pam began, but Jim cut her off.

"Don't do that."

"... what your friendship means to me. And honestly, Jim, I think you're wrong." The words came out suddenly, stopping both of them.

"What do you mean, I'm wrong? I've been in love with you for almost four years." Jim said it softly, doing his best not to get frustrated, and Pam looked him in the eyes.

"Do you seriously not see how she looks at you?" Pam spoke quietly, and Jim met her gaze. Pam took a step back, "You don't... You really don't."

"What are you talking about Pam?" Jim gave up trying to decipher phrases, and Pam just shook her head, starting her walk down to the road, hailing a taxi. "Pam! Don't do that... You know I want to be more than this." Jim followed her.

"I'm really sorry, Jim... If you misinterpreted things between us, but you need to figure this out on your own-" Pam started once more.

"Just don't..." Jim sighed, getting the message, or at least part of it, loud and clear, before walking back towards the building. He needed to be alone, and repelled by the noise and laughter that came from the warehouse, Jim made a quick turn and headed into the front door, taking the stairs up to the office.

A place to think, to process, to hide. Pick up the pieces of a broken heart without judgement. But as he got through the door, he heard loud voices, muffled by the walls and doors in the way. And he would never admit that he wanted to see how someone was suffering just as much as he was, but his curiosity took over, and he walked further into the office, spotting Patrick pacing around the kitchen, Y/N stood by the door. He moved closer to hear it all better.

"And you just had to wait until now to tell me? After I had just introduced you to the entire office as my boyfriend?" You asked, raising your voice a little. It's not like anyone would hear.

"What was I supposed to do? Tell you in the car?"

"Yes Patrick!" You exclaimed, and he sighed.

"Listen, we don't have to end this badly, Y/N." Patrick tried to rationalise with you, and you let out a laugh. "It's not like we were planning more than a week ahead."

"Right... Really glad I didn't think about a future with you." You snapped, taking a seat. "But I did, and I..." you felt your eyes watering, and you took a deep breath. "But you know what? Fuck you, fuck Jennifer, I hope you're happy together. No more need to lie for my sake." You announced, and Patrick looked away.

"We were barely anything, Y/N."

"Still sucks to be cheated on, Patrick."

"Like you haven't cheated on me!" He yelled suddenly, and you stood up to defend yourself.

"No! I haven't! What would give you such an idea?"

"Don't lie, I saw the way you were looking at Jim all night." He spat out, and you stepped back. Jim?

"Jim... Jim Halpert? My best friend? My co worker, who is in love with someone else?!" You rolled your eyes. "God Rick, don't shift blame onto me with that bullshit. You've spent this entire night ignoring me and texting your ex, planning a booty call the second you dropped me off home."

"She's not my ex... You are." Rick silenced you, and you bit your lip to counteract the stinging in your eyes. "Do you really not realise how you look at him? Even when I'm around. All the touches and the winking and the hugs. No wonder half your colleagues were surprised I existed."

"You cheated on me! My friendship with Jim was never a threat to us, but you HAVING SEX WITH JENNIFER IS!" You reiterated it, plain and simple, shaking your head in disbelief. He had been seeing her all this time, and only today, when Jennifer got impatient on waiting for you and Patrick to break up amicably did the ass finally have the balls to do it. "Just... Delete my number, Rick. I hope you and Jennifer have a great life, fuck you both."

Patrick stormed out past her then, Jim moving back to not be noticed as Patrick marched out the office, slamming the front door in the process. Jim took a second, and hearing quiet sobs from the kitchen, he decided to head in. You could be heartbroken together.

You looked up as he entered, wiping the tears from your face and smiling as wide as you could.

"Hey, Halpert. What are you doing up here?" You asked, but Jim gave you a look, and you knew he had heard everything. You smile disappeared, sighing and looking down as Jim sat down beside you. "Heard all of it?"

"Enough..." Jim said, taking your hand in his. "But if it helps, Pam rejected me, so two broken hearts..." He whispered, and you looked up, reaching over to hug him tightly.

"I'm so sorry Jim..." you sighed, and he broke the hug with a nod.

"You know, she said she couldn't because of Roy... And because of you." Jim scoffed, wiping away a tear. "I honestly think she's convinced you like me."

"Patrick said the exact same thing..." You commented, and the pair of you laughed. "People have been losing their minds tonight, it seems."

"Yeah... I'm going to Stamford now. No point staying here really..." Jim sighed, and you nodded.

"Jan is putting my name in with New York for the Europe scouting mission..." You told him, and the pair of you sat in the silence for a little longer.

"Things will get back to normal, right?" Jim asked, and you looked up at him. "I don't want any of this to have ruined... What if I've lost Pam to this, for good?" His voice wavered, and you shook your head quickly.

"Like Pam would want to lose you... It'll be okay Jim... It has to be." You assured him, and he smiled a little.

"Want to head home? Ice cream fest and movies until we crash?" He suggested, and you nodded. He helped you up, holding you for a moment more to hug you. It felt nice, warm, safe... His threw his arm over your shoulders, and the pair of you walked out the office, turning off the lights as you went, and getting into Jim's car.

You may have been heartbroken, but there was nothing in the world Jim couldn't make better.

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"It's not getting away from me this time," Sokka smirked and looked at Vanora, who had an eyebrow raised. Sokka raised his spear, "Watch and learn. This is how you catch a fish."

Vanora rolled her eyes and looked at Katara, who was looking at the water. Katara glances at Sokka, before removing her left glove. Katara starts moving her hand up and down, causing the water in front of her to ripple. A bubble of water rises above the ocean with a fish inside of it.

"Sokka, look!" Katara happily says, still surprised.

Sokka shushed Katara, whispering, "Katara, you're going to scare it away." Sokka licks his lips and wiggles his fingers, "I can already smell it cooking."

Katara was struggling with keeping the fish contained inside the bubble of water, "But, Sokka! I caught one!"

Vanora watched the bubble drift over to float above Sokka. The tip of Sokka's spear burst the bubble, causing the water to soak him. "Hey!"

Sokka huffed, "Why is it every time you play with magic water, I get soaked?"

Katara sighs, before answering annoyed, "It's not " magic", it's waterbending! And it's-"

"Yeah, yeah, "an ancient art unique to our culture", blah, blah, blah," Sokka finished for Katara. "Look, I'm just saying that if I had weird powers, I'd keep my weirdness to myself."

Katara raises an eyebrow skeptically with her arms crossed, "You're calling me weird? I'm not the one who makes muscles at myself every time I see my reflection in the water!"

"She's got you there," Vanora laughs. "And you just think it's weird because you can't do it, Sokka."

"Hey! I-" Before Sokka could finish his sentence, the canoe shudders. The canoe is caught in a rapid current, pulling it towards a jumble of large icebergs. Sokka steers the canoe, attempting to stay clear of any icebergs. He manages to get enough speed to avoid getting crushed by two icebergs that end up slamming against each other behind them.

Katara panics and yells commands to Sokka, "Watch out! Go left! Go left!"

The ice floes moved closer, narrowing the canoe's path. The canoe manages to steer clear of some of the ice floes before it's caught in the current. While the canoe gets pinned and crushed by large chunks of ice, Sokka, Katara, and Vanora jump onto one of the floes. Katara nearly slides off the other side and into the water, but Vanora grabs a handful of her fur coat. "You okay?"

"Yeah, thanks V."

Vanora smiled, before looking in front of her and seeing a large, towering iceberg. She got to her feet and faced Sokka, "You call that left?"

"You don't like my steering? Well, maybe you should've," Sokka waves his hand, mockingly imitating waterbending, "waterbended us out of the ice."

"Seriously? I'm a mediocre waterbender! Maybe you should've steered better!"

"Are you serious? Me? I knew I should've left you two home!" At that, Vanora and Katara are staring at Sokka with anger, while he rants. "Leave it to girls to screw things up!"

That set Katara off. "You are the most sexist," Katara's waving her arms, creating small waves in the water, "immature, nut-brained..." Katara swings her arms down, creating a slightly larger wave. She raises her arms back to her head during a brief loss of words. "I'm embarrassed to be related to you!"

Katara swings her hands back forcefully again and a wave gets hurled directly into the huge iceberg behind her. With a loud, splitting crack, a hooklike fissure arcs up its surface and out its side. That caught Vanora's attention and looked at Sokka, who also seemed to notice since he had a look of terror. "Kat..."

Katara ignored her and continued to yell at Sokka, "Ever since mom died, I've been doing all the work around camp while you've been off playing soldier!" Katara ends with a strong swing of her hand, deepening the crack in the iceberg.

"Uh... Katara..." Sokka's voice is subdued by fright, but Katara ignores once again, continuing her outburst.

"I even wash all the clothes! Have you ever smelled your dirty socks? Let me tell you, not pleasant!" Katara's yelling caused two new splits in the chunk of ice, making Sokka more scared.

"Katara, settle down!"

"No, that's it! I'm done helping you! From now on, you're on your own!" Katara creates a large wave that sends multiple fissures up the iceberg; one of them reaches the top of the iceberg, splitting it in half. The two halves collapse into the water, creating a huge wave. The wave moves outward towards them and it pushes their floe backward.

"Okay, you've gone from weird to freakish, Katara."

"You mean I did that?" Katara said, astonished.

Sokka glances at Katara and smirks, "Yep."

Vanora laughs and nudges Katara with her elbow, "Good job. I think that'll make Sokka think twice about messing with you," Sokka looks at Vanora with a deadpan facial expression and sarcastically laughs.

Moments later, the water in front of them starts glowing. They scramble back, scared. A large and roughly round iceberg breaks through the surface of the water, revealing itself to be the source of the glow. The waves the huge iceberg makes as it rocks itself onto one side makes their floe move backward again.

"What the hell is that?" Vanora mumbled as Katara, mesmerized by the iceberg, steps forward. Vanora steps forward too, feeling a pull. She ends up on the edge of the floe, seeing a figure inside the iceberg with glowing arrows and something much bigger behind them. The figure opens their eyes, showing that they're also glowing. Katara and Sokka gasped as Vanora stared, becoming light-headed.

"He's alive! We have to help," Katara took Sokka's club out of its sheath on his back and ran towards the iceberg.

"Katara, get back here!" Sokka took his spear out of the ice, heading after Katara, "We don't know what that thing is!"

Katara hops on five tiny chunks of ice, making the short distance from her floe to the iceberg first with Sokka close behind her. By the time Vanora got to the iceberg, Katara was already hitting the iceberg with Sokka's club. On her fifth hit, she broke through the surface and a strong gust of wind escapes the iceberg. Fissures curl their way up the iceberg, successfully making it destroy itself. A beam of light bursts from the core of the iceberg and into the sky.

The once spherical iceberg was now a hollowed-out crater. Sokka had a protective arm around Katara and Vanora, before letting go. They all stood, Sokka holding out his spear. The glowing figure starts to emerge from the iceberg, making Sokka raise his spear once again, "Stop!"

The figure stares down at them before the light above them disappears and the figure stops glowing. The figure is revealed to be a young boy, who suddenly faints. Katara gasps and races forward to catch him before he hits the ground. Sokka begins to poke at the boy's head with the blunt end of his spear.

"Stop it!" Vanora snatches the spear away from Sokka, glancing down at it and looking back at Sokka with a raised eyebrow, "Seriously?"

Sokka glances at the boy, "What? We don't know who he is! He came out of an iceberg, glowing one second and unconscious the next."

"That doesn't give you an excuse to poke his head with your spear!"

"Oh yeah? Then give me a better one!"

Before Vanora can respond, she hears a gasp from the boy, making her attention go to him as she crouches down.

In a weak voice, the boy starts to speak, "I need to ask you something..."

"What?"

The boy speaks in a weak voice once again, "Please... come closer."

"What is it?" Katara curiously asks.

"Will you go penguin sledding with me?" The boy asks suddenly in a clear, happy, hopeful voice.

"Uh, sure, I-I guess," Katara awkwardly answers.

The boy rises to his feet in a swift motion, making Katara look at him in awe and Sokka step back in shock and aim his spear again. Vanora looks the young boy up and down in confusion.

Katara scrambles to her feet and the boy looks around and rubs his head, "What's going on here?"

"You tell us," Sokka aggressively says, pointing at the top of the crater, "How did you get in the ice? And why aren't you frozen?"

Sokka pokes the boy in the side with his spear, who lazily pushes it away, "I'm... not sure."

A low, gruff noise fills the air, coming from within the crater of the iceberg. The boy scrambles up and jumps on the head of a furry creature, who has an arrow-shaped marking on his forehead like the boy.

"Appa!" The boy happily exclaims, "Are you alright?" The boy hangs down on the side of the animal to look at its eyes, which are still closed. "Wake up, buddy."

The boy opens an eyelid that closes again once it's released. He jumps to the front of the creature and tries to lift its huge head. Sokka, Katara, and Vanora appear around the corner as Appa finally reacts to the boy's actions. Appa opens his mouth and licks the boy with his huge tongue, while the boy laughs cheerfully, "You're okay!" The boy hugs the animal's nose before it stands up on its six legs and stretches.

"What is that thing?"

"This is Appa, my flying bison."

"Didn't Flying Bisons live in the Air Temples?" Vanora quietly asked herself.

"Right, and this is Katara, my flying sister," Sokka says sarcastically making Katara send him an odd look.

Appa starts to inhale deeply, making the boy duck. Appa sneezes, sending snot towards Sokka, covering him in it.

"Don't worry, it'll wash out," The boy happily says.

Vanora laughed while getting some water from the surrounding ocean and making it drop on Sokka, "That's what you get for making fun of Appa."

"Vanora!" Sokka whined, "Why did you have to get me wet?"

Vanora rolls her eyes and waterbended the water off of Sokka, "There, I just unwetted you. Happy?"

Sokka deadpanned, "Yes, thank you."

"So, do you guys live around here?"

"Don't answer that! Did you see that crazy bolt of light? He was probably trying to signal the Fire Navy."

"Oh, yeah. I'm sure he's a spy for the Fire Navy. You can tell by that evil look in his eye," The boy looks at Sokka and grins.

"Yeah, him being trapped in an iceberg is apart of this huge diabolical plan to take over the ocean and capture the fish," Vanora looked at Sokka with a smirk, who glared back.

Katara continues, "The paranoid one is my brother, Sokka, and the rational one is Vanora. You never told us your name."

"I'm A... a-achoo!" The boy sneezes, flying high into the air. He lands on the ground unharmed and sniffles a bit, "I'm Aang."

"You just sneezed..." Sokka says in total disbelief and points to the sky, "And flew ten feet in the air!"

"Really? It felt higher than that."

"You're an airbender," Vanora says, with a small smile.

"Sure am!"

"Giant light beams, flying bison, airbenders," Sokka starts walking away, "I think I got midnight sun madness. I'm going home to where stuff makes sense."

Vanora laughs, "Yeah? And how are you gonna get there? Gonna swim back?"

Sokka looks at Vanora and glares, before Aang speaks up, "Well, if you guys are stuck, Appa and I can give you a lift."

"We'd love a ride! Thanks!" Katara runs to the side of the bison.

"Oh no! I'm not getting on that fluffy snot monster!"

Vanora looks at Sokka and rolls her eyes, before moving her hand in a shoo motion and walking towards Appa, "Have fun swimming home."

"Are you hoping some other kind of monster will come along and give you a ride home? You know, before you freeze to death?"

Sokka opens his mouth ready to retaliate, but can't think of anything. He sighs and hangs his head in defeat before walking towards Appa.

"Okay, first-time flyers, hold on tight! Appa, yip yip!" Aang whips the reins, making Appa growl in response. Appa's tail moves up and down and he takes a huge jump into the air. He flies through the air for a few seconds, before belly-flopping into the water with a splash. The bison trudges through the water slowly, making Aang whips the reins again. "Come on, Appa. Yip-yip!"

"Wow, that was truly amazing," Sokka sarcastically says, Katara glares at him.

"Appa's just a little tired. A little rest and he'll be soaring through the sky. You'll see," Katara smiles at Aang, who returns the gesture.

Vanora looks at Sokka, "How much you wanna bet they'll end up together?"

"Nothing," Sokka says with an annoyed expression, making Vanora scoff.

Vanora awoke to Katara crawling back beside her, "Hey, what'd you do?"

"I asked Aang if he knew what happened to the Avatar. With him being an airbender and all, I thought he would know," Katara's smile turned into a frown, "Turns out he didn't."

Vanora sadly smiled at Katara, "The Avatar will be found again. I have a feeling."

Katara laid down next to Vanora, "Goodnight."

"Night," Vanora mumbled back. Once she was sure Katara was asleep, Vanora crawled up to where Aang was sat. "Hey. Can I sit beside you?"

"Uh... sure?"

Vanora climbed down beside Aang, before continuing to speak, "Have you heard of the Amaranthine?"

Aang smiled, "Yeah! Master of two elements, right?"

Vanora smiled, "Yeah. It's also the Amaranthine's fate to find the Avatar. It's said that the Amaranthine feels a pull when they're near the Avatar."

"How do you know that?"

Vanora looked at the ocean in front of her and sighed, "I'm the Amaranthine, and earlier today I felt a pull. A pull towards you and the iceberg. So, I have a question. Are you the Avatar?"

Aang looked behind him towards Katara and Sokka's sleeping figures. Aang sighed before looking at Vanora, "Yes, I am."

"I won't tell anyone until you're ready. The world is depending on you to save it, I know that's overwhelming. But the world is depending on me too, so I know how you feel. I'll be by your side, helping you. Sokka doesn't believe in this kind of stuff, but Katara does. Katara believes in you, and so do I."

Aang smiled, "Do they know that you're the Amaranthine?"

Vanora's face leaned back with a guilt-filled expression, "No."

"I won't tell anyone."

Vanora smiled, "Thanks, Aang. I'm going to go rest, you should too." Vanora climbed up to where Katara was sleeping, curling up beside her.

Across the village from Aang, Vanora goes inside Lorelei's tent to wake her up. "Hey, Lorelei. Wake up."

"5 more minutes," Lorelei groggily says.

Vanora laughs, "You remind me of Kano. Every time mom would tell me to wake him up, he'd say the same thing."

Lorelei opens her eyes and looks sadly at Vanora, before sitting up.

Vanora smiles, "Get dressed, there's someone I want you to meet."

"Hey," Lorelei speaks up, gaining Vanora's attention, "Here."

Vanora looked down at what Lorelei was holding. "Thanks," Vanora says, taking her necklace and putting it on, it glowing for a split second when it hits her chest.

"Why didn't you take it with you?"

"I was going into the ocean, I didn't want to lose it."

"That's fair," Lorelei says, before pushing Vanora out of the tent, "Now, let me get dressed."

"Okay!" Vanora laughs, raising her hands in surrender. "I'll be waiting, so hurry," Vanora yells from outside the tent. 10 minutes later, Lorelei and Vanora were on their way to Aang.

When they finally get there, Sokka is being crushed by snow. "Great. You're an airbender, Katara and Vanora's a waterbender. Together you can just waste time all day long," Sokka says from under the snow, annoyed.

"Hey," Vanora waves her hands, "Don't drag me into this! I don't even know how you got under the snow!"

Aang scratches his head and looks at Vanora, "I might've crashed into his watchtower, but you guys are waterbenders!"

"Well, sort of. Not yet."

"All right. No more playing," Kanna announces, making Katara and Vanora start to walk over, "Come on, you two. You have chores."

"I told you, he's the real thing, Gran-Gran! I finally found a bender to teach me!" Katara excitedly says.

"Katara, try not to put all your hopes in this boy," Kanna calmly says back.

"But he's special! I can tell! I sense he's filled with much wisdom," Katara glances back toward Aang, who's surrounded by a bunch of kids.

Aang smiles while his tongue is stuck to his stack, "See? Now my tongue is stuff to my staff!"

Vanora places a hand on Katara's shoulder, gaining her attention again, "I bet he is, but don't put to much faith into him. You never know what can happen."

Vanora and Katara run up to Sokka, who's trying to teach six boys how to be "soldiers". "Have you seen Aang? Gran-Gran said he disappeared over an hour ago."

Aang crawls out of an outhouse igloo, pulling his pants up, "Wow, everything freezes in there!" Aang points at the bathroom with a smile on his face, making the six boys laugh with him.

Sokka angrily points at Aang, "Katara, get him out of here! This lesson is for warriors only!"

Vanora laughs, "Yeah? And how's that going for you?"

"It's going great, actually! We're making big progress!" Sokka yells back with his arms crossed.

"You sure about that?" Vanora nods her head, making Sokka look over to see the village children sliding down Appa's tail.

"Stop! Stop it right now!" The children's laughter stops and Sokka's anger is directed to Aang, "What's wrong with you? We don't have time for fun and games with the War going on!"

Aang slides down from Appa's head, "What war? What are you talking about?"

Sokka raises an eyebrow in disbelief, "You're kidding, right?"

Aang looks questioningly at Sokka, but it soon changes to enthusiasm when he catches sight of an otter-penguin, "Penguin!" The animal is startled and waddles away. Aang races past Vanora, Katara, and Sokka, using his airbending to enhance his speed.

"He's kidding, right?" Sokka asks again, glancing between Vanora and Katara. Vanora shrugs, before starting to follow the trail Aang left behind him.

Katara follows Vanora too. When the two finally arrive at the otter-penguin habitat, Katara is the first to call out Aang's name.

"Hey, come on little guy. Wanna go sledding?" Aang jumps at a penguin, missing and belly-flopping into the snow. He turns on his back and makes himself stand with airbending as Katara comes up beside him, "I have a way with animals." Aang stretches his arms and imitates the sounds and movements of the penguins around them, making Katara and Vanora laugh.

"Aang, I'll help you catch a penguin if you teach me waterbending," Katara bargains.

"You got a deal!" Aang happily says, "Just one little problem... I'm an airbender, not a waterbender. Isn't there someone in your tribe you can teach you?"

"I could," Vanora speaks up, "But that could only go so far. I'm a mediocre waterbender. I'm also pretty bad at teaching."

"Yeah, she is," Katara laughs, "When we were younger, she would try to teach me some moves. She would get frustrated and give up."

"Look, it's not my fault! I was very impatient for an 8-year-old!" Vanora laughs, "On the bright side, I'm not as impatient as I was when I was 8, but still pretty impatient."

Aang looked at Vanora with confusion, "Then, how do you know what you know?"

"My mom was the only master waterbender in the tribe, but she, uh, died when I was 9. She taught me as much as she could before she died."

Aang gave Vanora a sad look, to which Vanora responded with a small smile. Aang gave another suggestion, "What about the North Pole? There's another Water Tribe up there, right? Maybe they have waterbenders who could teach you."

"Maybe, but we haven't had contact with our sister tribe in a long time. It's not exactly "turn right at the second glacier". It's on the other side of the world."

"But you forget, I have a flying bison. Appa and I can personally fly you to the North Pole. Katara," Aang looks at Vanora, "Vanora, we're going to find you two a master!"

Katara was unsure, "That's... I mean, I don't know. I've never left home before."

"Well, you think about it, but in the meantime, can you teach me to catch one of these penguins?"

"Okay, listen closely my young pupil," Katara says, mockingly imitating a teacher, "Catching penguins is an ancient and sacred art." Katara conjures a fish out of her sleeve, "Observe!" She tosses the fish at Aang, the penguins immediately start crowding him. Aang laughs as the penguins pull him down to their level.

Aang, Katara, and Vanora use a protruding iceberg as a slide, making them soar through the sky before landing on a slope and continuing down.

Vanora laughs, "I haven't done this in years!"

They all laugh as they ride through a tunnel of ice. Vanora steers her penguin so she goes upside down and eventually a full circle. They soon exit the tunnel and onto an open plain of ice where they get off their rides. In front of them is a large metal ship, elevated and held in place by a large protrusion of ice with the bow pointing at the sky.

"Woah! What is that?" Aang asks as he stares at the ship in awe.

"A Fire Navy ship," Katara answers in a slightly dark tone, "And a very bad memory for my people."

Aang starts walking towards the ship, making Katara speak up again, "Aang, stop! We're not allowed to go near it! It could be booby-trapped!"

"If you want to be a bender, you have to let go of fear."

Katara thinks over the remark and starts walking toward Aang before turning to Vanora, "V? You coming?"

Vanora looks up at the ship and nods. They all walk closer toward the ship. Aang helps Katara and Vanora climb some of the blocks of ice that lay beside the ship and they crawl through a hole in the hull of the ship. They walk through the silent rooms of the shipwreck. They all walk into a room stocked with weapons in various places, making Katara speak again. "This ship has haunted my tribe since Gran-Gran was a little girl. It was part of the Fire Nation's first attacks."

"Okay, back up. I have friends all over the world, even in the Fire Nation," Aang picks up a Guan Dao to inspect it, "I've never seen any war."

"Aang, how long were you in that iceberg?" Katara asks.

"I don't know. A few days, maybe?" Aang says, uncertain.

"I think you were in there for a lot longer than a few days," Vanora bitterly laughs, grazing her finger across one of the weapons, "More like a hundred years."

"What? That's impossible! Do I look like a 112-year-old man to you?" Aang asks in disbelief.

"Think about it. The War is a century old. You don't know about it because you were in that iceberg the whole time," Vanora quickly explains, before looking at Aang, "It's the only explanation."

Aang backs away and slumps to the floor in shock, "A hundred years! I can't believe it."

Katara squats beside Aang, "I'm sorry, Aang. Maybe somehow there's a bright side to all this..."

"I did get to meet you, guys."

Vanora smiles, "Come on, let's get back. We don't want to worry everyone."

Aang goes to another room with Katara and Vanora on his trail. Aang trips over a thin rope, then metal bars slide downward over the entrance, barring it and trapping them inside. "What's that you said about booby traps?"

The gears and engines of the shipwreck suddenly power up. In shock, Katara and Aang follow the movements of the machines until suddenly, a flare is fired into the sky.

"Oh no..." Vanora says in a panic and looks to Katara and Aang, "I'm about to do something, but you can't tell anyone about it, okay?" Katara and Aang nod, "Alright. Aang, use your airbending and go through that hole with Katara," Vanora points at the hole in the ceiling.

"What about you?"

"Just go through the hole and don't worry about me. Right now, I'm worried about you guys."

"But-"

"I'll be behind you."

"Hold on tight!" Aang says, picking up Katara and jumping through the hole using his airbending. Vanora walks to stand underneath the hole and takes a deep breath. She crouches before fire starts to ignite from her hands, sending her through the hole and up several feet. She uses her firebending to fly towards the snowy ground and beside Katara and Aang.

Katara looks at Vanora in confusion and fear. "What? You can firebend?"

"Before you freakout-"

"How? How can you firebend and waterbend?"

"I'm the Amaranthine! I can bend two elements. That's the reason my necklace glows every time I put it on. I'm sorry I didn't tell you," Vanora looks down at her feet, "Please, don't tell anyone. Please, Katara, I'm begging you."

Katara was silent for a few seconds before speaking again in a small voice, "Is that why you left?"

"How about I tell you on our way back?" Vanora suggests. Katara nods and starts to walk back toward the village. "Keahi said a friend of my dad was at Kyoshi Island. A few days after we arrived, he disappeared. I don't know where he went. A women took me in and it turns out she had a daughter who could firebend. I started learning when I was 10. I'm a master firebender, but a mediocre waterbender. So, when you go to the North Pole, I'll be going with you."

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