(TW some violence, a collapsing building, and someone having a panic attack)
Tang was back there. Again. The void with the voices, the hands, the dragging, the scraping, the orange.
He was tired at this point. Of every night he spent getting dragged over and over just for someone sick amusement if he had to guess.
Maybe this was his punishment for something in his past life. To take his sanity and break it bit by bit until he couldn't take the sight of this place anymore.
But this time was also different.
Only silence met his ears as he floated. Nothing grabbing, glowing, or whispering in his ears. A sense of foreboding welled up in his chest.
Then he heard sounds. It wasn't anything like the previous encounters he had with this place. Only continuous buzzing reached his ears instead of the usual incomprehensible whispers.
Tang closed his eyes, hoping someone would let him stay away from whatever was making that noise. And as he said previously, he's never been that lucky.
The buzzing suddenly became violent as Tang was pushed upwards by a strong force. He could barely breathe as he clawed at whatever was dragging him up before realizing... they were cicadas. Bright orange cicadas.
Thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of cicadas were swarmed together. They were buzzing and flying around him like a barrier as that thing kept pulling him up.
Tang could hear small whispers coming from them, and he wasn't sure if he was even alive right now as the cicadas landed on his scarf. The whispers loud and clear.
'Stay' 'Don't leave' 'You have to stay here' 'Danger' 'You can't go' 'Danger' 'Somethings coming' 'You won't be able to handle it' 'Stop struggling' 'Danger' 'DANger' 'DANGER'-
'JUST. STAY. HERE.'
The cicadas started to glow, almost radioactive before blinding Tang until everything was just a nice, bright, neon orange.
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Waking up in a cold sweat had become a reoccurring thing for Tang as he sat up violently, taking in harbored breaths.
He smacked a palm to his head, rubbing his temple before throwing himself back onto the bed. He had woken up before his alarm again.
So, he had decided to pull himself together and start getting ready. It would give him more time to pack extra snacks for him and Allan, which was a good bonus in Tang's opinion.
When he finally had a plan in motion, he pulled himself up and out of bed. He lazily walked through his small apartment, taking his brush from the bedside table to the bathroom.
And then he sat on the toilet seat while he brushed his hair, not styling it in any way before putting the brush down and taking up a toothbrush.
Now, with his mouth tingling from the toothpaste, Tang went to his fridge to look for something good for today.
He settled for some apple slices, watermelon, and some jumbo blueberrie boxes he had found for 40% off. He threw them into some plastic containers before fixing up a small bagel with green tea to drink later for lunch.
It's about 6:08 AM now, and he's fully ready for work. Which he needs to be at in a couple of hours. And the walk is only 15 minutes...
So he decided to busy himself with menial tasks he never got around to doing, like piling his books by genre and author or rearranging his closet of knick knacks from over the years. Anything to keep his mind and hands busy.
He was waist deep in the closet when his alarm suddenly went off next to his ear, making him jump and smack his phone with a good amount of force. "Owwwww," Tang whined as he picked up his newly cracked and dead phone.
He cursed as he tried all the buttons, nothing turned on, then walked to his couch, and threw it on the cushions. He sat himself right next to it as he stared up to the ceiling again.
He laid there only seconds before sighing heavily and popping himself back up, grabbing his messanger bag and walking out the door.
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The walk to the library was uneventful; it was plain, even. Nothing caught his attention, and everything seemed eerily calm with only one or two people out and about like him.
It was probably because he left earlier than usual, but Tang still had a bad feeling.
Maybe it was because of the lack of commentary his thoughts usually made. No snark comments or observations popped into his brain like they usually did for the past weeks.
He's glad they're gone, to be honest. He thought he was going insane for the first few round of them, and this probably means he's getting over whatever he was stuck with.
The library slowly came into sight as he continued to walk. He was almost right on time as he unlocked the doors, letting himself in with his badge.
He walked steadily to his desk, throwing his messanger bag to the side and plopping himself in his chair, mentally readying himself to start opening up the library.
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Allan came about 10 minutes later, surprised at Tang arriving before him and even starting to power up the library's computers.
"Hah! Nice to see you up and early!" Allan greeted him as he went towards the back to put away his backpack and jacket.
Tang snorted before answering. "Heh, not by choice for your information." He jested, followed by a quick laugh from Allan.
Allan came back fairly quickly, walking up to the front of Tang's desk. "So, what are we doing today?" He asked.
"It's about the same, just without the overwhelming decor and crowds of children like yesterday," Tang replied, getting up from his spot to start looking for the carts.
Which... he forgot where they were located. He internally sighed before looking back to Allan. "Do you remember where the carts are?" He asked in a grated tone.
Allan just laughed at Tang's crappy memory and gestured to follow him through the shelves.
After they got the carts and put up the assigned books, not much else was left for them to do. Nothing was missing, broken, or in need of reorganizing.
Tang was fine with this as he just pulled out some books from his messanger bag to read, but Allan became restless. He kept pacing through the library, seemingly in need of something to do.
When he finally sat down next to Tang after wearing himself out, Tang thought of a way to help. "Hey, Allan?" He asked.
"Yeah?" Allan answered, a bit absent-mindedly. "Do you like Monkey King?" "Monkey King? Well, uh, yeah, I like to read a bit of fiction based around him." Allan said quickly, seemingly not ready for the question.
Tang smirked before pulling another book out of his bag. "I have an extra book here called Monkey Cop: the Scarlet Tape. It's a mystery/action comic based on Monkey King as a cop, solving crime. It is a bit bloody, but it has amazing art and a good storyline. This is the first from the series, and I can bring the next editions if you like it."
Allan seemed a bit hesitant, staring at the comic for a hood second. Tang huffed, amused, before speaking again. "It's not like we have anything else to do, kid. And besides, I've been waiting for someone else to get into this series for a while so I can rant about theories with them."
Allan sighed before taking the book out of Tang's hand and opening up to the first page. "Okay, okay. I'll read this. It does seem interesting, but if it turns out trash, never recommend me a book again." Allan half joked.
Tang laughed at his declaration, turning back to his own book. "Sure, but I promise it's good."
Time passed by as the duo just read in each other's company, Tang having to pause and bookmark a couple of times to answer questions or check out books.
Allan started reading out of boredom but eventually seemed really invested, mu.bling theories and audibly gasping at some scenes. Tang took it as a win before reading a passage from his own book again.
About an hour and a half had passed before Allan closed the comic dramatically, slamming it on the desk and leaned back in his chair.
Tang calmly closed his own book before looking back to Allan. "Sooo~ what did'ya think?"
"That book is a freaking rollercoaster. Like, the police captain being in cahoots with the criminal undercity was wild." Allan finally answered.
"Haha, yeah. I was so shocked when I first found out. I'm just glad he isn't immeadietly offed in future chapters." Allan twisted his head to Tang. "Wait, he doesn't get killed from being revealed? I thought for sure he would be dead by the next book."
"Heh, nah. He goes through his own character arc, too. I can bring the rest of the current series if you're interested." Tang offers. "Really?! Oh my gosh, thank you!! I just need to find out how Monkey King finds the real culprit behind the Scarlet tape murders!"
He has lots of energy, just like Mk. Tang thought. He chuckled to himself as Allan continued to ramble to him about Monky Cop, adding his theories and opinions about the series here and there.
"And what even happened to the junior officer they lost during the scuffle from chapter 17?! She just disappears, and no one talks about it?!"
Tang replied with the same amount of enthusiasm. "That's what I've been saying! She barely gets referenced in the future books, but she seems to have so many questions and mysteries around her. Apparently, she wasn't even registered at the station-"
BEEEEEP, BEEEEEP, BEEEEP-
An alarm sounded from Allan's phone, shutting down the conversation. Other alarms also sounded throughout the library, echoing through the quiet halls.
Allan quickly checks his phone as his smile drops. "Crap, it's a DA alert." Tang frowns at that. "Another demon attack already?"
"Yeah, apparently." Allan huffed out, shaking slightly as he and Tang stood up together. "Of course now we have to go through the DA protocols." Tang sighed before turning on the library intercom.
"Okay, everyone. A demon attack has been spotted in the city. We advise everyone to follow the yellow arrows stuck everywhere in the library. It'll lead to stairs going down to a reinforced storage-"
The ground suddenly shakes beneath Tang and Allan, causing some books to fall off shelves and the intercom to shut off. "Please go fast!" Yelled Allan as he took Tang's arm and started to quickly maneuver through the books.
Key word tried, as another, more violent shake toppled over the shelves, blocking their way. "Ugh, we need to go the scenic route through the back sections!" Tang shouted, letting Allan drag him again.
They twisted and turned between the layout, trying to get to the room quickly through the enormous building. Small shakes continued, shoving more books to the floor and making the old building creak with every tremor.
"Go left!" Tang yelled out directions as he knew these back sections of the library well. Dust and small debris landed on them from the displacement of the old and unused spaces.
Suddenly, a large tremor came again, knocking even more shelves down with it, some cracking into pieces. Tang and Allan also lost their balance, falling to the floor with a large thud.
"Aw, shit." Tang groaned as he propped himself onto his elbows. Allan was in better shape, just landing onto his back and sitting up right after.
"We have to go now!" Allan yelled, panicking as he grabbed Tang's arm again, ready to sprint off.
But Tang doesn't move from his spot. "Don't. Move." Tang orders Allan, pulling him down to Tang's level. "What are you doing!? We need to run-" "It's almost here. We won't make it time." Tang interrupts, quickly looking over the walls and ceiling.
Allan just stares at him before protesting. "What are you even-"
*BANG*
The loud sound shocked Allan into silence as he looked to the source. A giant hole was suddenly in the library ceiling, with debris falling into the lobby.
Then he noticed what caused the hole. A giant gray demon, at least 8 feet tall, holding a massive sword, fighting against a kid with a red staff.
"Is that...?" Allan trailed off, staring at the standoff between the Monkey kid and that demon. "We need to hide." Tang suddenly whispered as he dragged Allan behind a toppled bookcase.
They can only wait as the fight continued in the library. The gray demon had a knack for dodging Mk's staff, directing sharp slashes afterward when Mk was vulnerable. All those attacks only sliced walls or bookshelves in half, though, luckily missing Allan and Tang.
Then Mk seemed to direct the demons' attacks upwards, probably so they didn't hit any more of the library. However, the ceiling started to crumble from the constant sword strikes, eventually causing one side to start collapsing.
Bigger and bigger pieces of drywall started to surround Tang and Allan. The walls start to crack with the ceiling falling in chunks. "We can't stay here!" Allan shouts, trying to stand up but stopping his efforts after a chunk nearly misses his head.
"Then what are we supposed to do!?" Tang shouts, still in his crouched position behind the acrumbled bookshelf. The rumbling got worse and worse as more pieces started to fall.
"I don't know, but we have to do something!" Allan shouts as he stands up. "We have to go back to the entrance!"
"What!?" Tang shouts, alarmed. "But that's in their fighting path! We might get hit with all those extra ceiling bits crashing down, or worse!"
Allan doesn't say anything in response, just staring at the exit. Tang can't focus, only taking in panicked breaths. But, what can they do? They don't have any protection or powers to get through that. It'll take a miracle to survive!
Tang looks up at the cracked ceiling that's slowly caving in closer and closer. But, if they stay here...
Another sword slash hits the wall above them, having it crack at an alarming degree.
He looks back to Allan. "If we do this, we have to go right now!" Allan's eyes widen before shifting to a look of determination.
Allan grabs Tang's arm again before bolting, trying his best to dodge the falling debris and attacks from the fight in the middle. Him and Tang gained small cuts and bruises from the rocks they couldn't dodge, one certain chunk hitting Tang straight in the shoulder, but they kept running.
They jumped through the splintered frames and piles pieces of wall, ducking under odd stick-outs from the walls or collapsed building. His glasses got cracked from being snagged when ducking under debris, but they still had to keep running. To make it back to the entrance.
When the light from the open doors reached their vision, Tang almost cried in relief. It was still a good bit away, but it was in their sights!
They kept running, even when their legs felt like they would fall off at any moment, when they felt like they were going off fumes.
The entrance was almost 20 feet away now. A small rumble from an attack, cracked pieces of the building falling down, the splinyered bookshelf frames blocking their way.
He was almost there. They were almost there! Tang couldn't believe it, but it was right in front of him-
'Stop.'
Tang faltered slightly, tripping over a piece of drywall, but recovered quickly.
'Stop running' 'There's danger!' You have to stop'
Oh great, now they're back and trying to get me killed-
'STOP' 'YOU HAVE TO STOP' 'HE'LL KILL YOU' 'STOP NOW' 'STAY THERE' 'STOP RUNNING' 'STOP STOP STOP STOP-'
Tang jerked his arm away from Allan, stopping in his tracks and reaching to his head. Allan ran a good few feet ahead of him before stopping and turning back to yell. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Suddenly, the ceiling had been struck a final time, sending most of it to the floors below. Tang stared in horror as he saw it fall near the entrance. "ALLAN-"
But he was too late. Allan started to run again, but he was too far away from the entrance to get out in time. Rubble filled Tang's vision before he could see what happened.
"Allan!" Tang shouted as he tried to run towards the entrance. But the next part of the ceiling suddenly collapsed, sending straight for where he was.
Tang could only try to take refuge in the dark corners of the library, against the wall holding his head in his hands.
He could hear his heartbeat in his ears, pumping erratically as he took uneven breaths. He knew he was shaking as tears rolled down his face.
Tang didn't know how long he was in that position for, only focusing on his breathing and trying to avoid the falling pieces of ceiling...
Wait. His breathing slowly steadied as he came to realize everything was silent. No rumbling, no breaken glass or large thuds from falling debris, no sounds of a fight or falling books.
He slowly raised his head to his surroundings. He was completely encased in broken bookshelves and broken pieces from the walls and ceiling. Slivers of light shine through the holes to his small area of refuge.
He was almost completely unharmed, except for the throbbing pain in his left shoulder and head. All he could hear from outside honking horns and a strong breeze flowing through the wreckage.
Tang just put his head back into his arms, letting tears roll down in this complete silence. He really didn't know what he did to deserve this.
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just gonna jump into it, SPOILERS BELOW
nvm, ps, from just over halfway thru, this one ALSO ends up way too long lmfao. but some of these are just really long scenes that i did not have the heart to cut off (even tho anyone who does decide to read this will def have already seen them. but. IDC ITS FOR MEEE)
0:02:08 TROY REUNITES WITH HIS ROCK LETS GOOOO
0:02:30 blink: "i feel like i owe you both a bit of an explanation about the vixens and uh, who i am, regarding-" runt: "i don't give a fuck." blink: "oh okay, yeah, sure! no i mean, if we- if we can skip this honestly, that's- that's great! i don't like talking about it" troy: "alright, well, if she doesn't care either, then uh" blink: "that's awesome, good, okay"
0:02:39 genuinely huge team building moment for troy, i forgot that he did actually apologize in this, genuinely awesome troy moment (common troy W) (this why he's my boy) (piece of shit but he makes up for it and i love him for it)
0:04:19 troy: "i feel like i let you down and it's the semifinals and i got my fuckin foot stuck in the gears and i shit my pants... and i fell down on the fuckin mountain... i got interviewed and i cried on live TV, thats how i feel." troy: "not that that would ever happen." grizz (as runt): "i just watched him roll for deception!"
0:05:14 runt: "d'you shit your pants often?" troy: "i literally have never shit my pants." charlie: (rolls for deception) "it's actually a 19" condi: (rolls insight) "i got a 2, i believe you" troy: "this guy up there shit my pants, you wouldn't believe it!" runt: (rolls insight) "... ookay!"
0:06:22 runt: "and you're good too, and i mean like, you- so what, you get a little close, you get a little, uh, kissy-kissy with one of the uh, vixens when you were younger, so what?" blink: "no! i don't get a little kissy-kissy with her. i would never do that, first of all, okay?" troy: "i get it, you don't have to do that when you FUCK."
0:07:54 runt: "okay, i'll dumb it down for troy, he fucked up, someone got killed. that someone was close to another someone--that someone with the fox ears." troy: (processes as runt is speaking) "ah shit, i'm sorry man!"
0:11:20 troy: "alright, so up there, there's somethin-- you'd actually really like this i think-- there's something called steamsledding, and you have a sled, like this one, pretty cool-" runt: "-could be better" troy: "-and you all- and you all g--prolly not!--and you all get on a slope, and you go downhill and you race each other to the bottom. and that's actually a sport we do up there."
0:12:33 runt: "you don't look like it but you're actually pretty tough, and scary" troy: "i appreciate that!" runt: "yeah no worries.." troy: "yeah, no, for sure i would kill someone-" blink: "yeah, you are really tough and really scary." /.../ troy: "i'm not sayin anything either, i'm not saying anything, i'm just sayin i'd kill someone, but i'm not even saying anything!" troy: "...not that i've done it." (he is so bad at talking about self defense (and takes it a little far) and totally is not helping his case) (i still love him tho)
0:15:05 troy: "guys, i'm startin to think there's not any rules."
0:16:07 runt: "i still gotta get to the inventor!" troy: "woahwoah woah woah, guys, we're still in the hu- you know it's fuckin bad juju to break the huddle before you say bye. uh, anyway, i just wanted to say-" blink: "-and also, i think we need to maybe we take a sleep" troy: "i appreciate you sharing, i appreciate you both of you and what you contribute to this team. bye." blink: "bye?"
0:18:15 runt: "you old- you old people and gettin tired so easily, i mean i could go for another fuckin-" blink: "i need my nap!! okay??" troy: "how bout'cha nap on the way, i'll put you on the little sled!"
0:19:57 bizly: "doesn't troy only have one HP??" charlie (as troy): "i got better"
0:20:23 troy: "alright!" (clap) "let's hit the road. er the- or the whatever... i dunno if you guys know what roads are." blink: "yeah. we have roads." troy: "alright!" (clap) "then let's hit the road!"
0:20:40 charlie (as troy): "i didn't know that thing, so.." grizz (as runt): "me neither, i'm just a gorl." charlie (as troy): "i'm just a guy"
0:27:37 (timestamp slightly off bc i trimmed what i included and im not going all the way back to get an exact one like i usually try to do) troy: "runt, did you say if there's pizza on the ground not to eat it?" runt: "don't fuckin eat it but let me know!" troy: "alright, i want you to know im gonna eat it." bizly: "if you look up, there's a cone shaped building hanging from the ceiling. and you smell that smell of pizza comin from straight from it." charlie (as troy): "coming from the cone shaped building?" bizly: "on the ceiling." charlie (as troy): "i mean it's not on the ground, so it doesn't count, so i'm gonna try and.. what the fuck it's like in the- i can't get that." (i just love troy's train of thought, the way he thinks about things, the way it's like when cars rear end each other in a large pile up, just another one, and another one, and another one crashing. thats how he speaks like always (yeah, i'm so normal)) troy: "guys- that's building smells like pizza." runt: "that's somebody's house!"
0:30:20 runt: (yelling to troy, who flung himself up onto a bridge hanging from the ceiling) "you're halfway to home you might as well just go all the way!" troy: "i don't s- there's- i'm- i'd hit the ceiling i can't." runt: "figure it out, you fuckin buffoon!" troy: "i can't dig..." and then troy gets himself into trouble (gettin the "whoop ass")
0:33:55 bizly: "nothing terrible happens, you guys just flop down into the water" charlie (as troy): "alright i give up." bizly: "you guys are just floating in it" charlie (as troy): "yeah, i'm just not gonna meet this guy." bizly: (laughing) "i put a PIZZA SHOP in your way, and i have put- i have put a FLOATING PIECE OF WOOD in your way, and it has somehow led you to GIVE UP." charlie (as troy): "i couldn't beat it!" troy: "alright blink, you wanna just float for a bit with me?" blink: "yeah, sure" troy: "good luck in there runt, we couldn't make it" runt: "just fuckin stand up, are you scared of being a little wet??"
0:35:15 bizly: "you hear- you hear..." (mimics playing a little tune on a banjo) troy: (clearly upset about something) "oh great." (laughter ensues) blink: "troy, why are you so depressed lately?" troy: "dude, it's just been, honestly- i was ready for a nice walk with you guys, it's been nonstop hijinks." runt: "welcome to the fuckin trenches, alright, it's not pretty, it's not perfect, but it's home, alright-" troy: "no, i don't think you- you need to- you need to understand, you're from around here, the hijinks are ceaseless"
0:35:47 UNCLE THREESTRINGS LETS GOOO
0:36:22 uncle threestrings: "well hang on just a minute, what does this look like? hang on" (pulls down glasses) "hang on" (puts glasses up) "hang on" (pulls down glasses) uncle threestrings: (singing) "looks like a new friend is here," troy: "runt what's this guy doin." uncle threestrings: (singing still) "looks like a new friend is here," troy: "this just feels like another fuckin hijink, dude." runt: "don't you- you don't have- they don't have fuckin music where you come from??" /.../ uncle threestrings: (fuckin shreds on the banjo) troy: "oh hang on there's a bridge." runt: "oh my god, the solos- he's fuckin killin it!" troy: "god damnit, how's that even possible?"
0:39:07 troy: (continues to struggle to get across the damn bridge) uncle threestrings: (helps troy up and across) "oh! you're all wet! how'd that happen?" blink: "birds don't have good balance, you should know this." uncle threestrings: "oh right birds don't have good balance!" (falls into the water) "i almost forgot! somebody wanna help me up? runt, cmon, i can't see- my glasses!!"
0:39:52 uncle threestrings: "i remember when.. runt was just a little..." runt: "this fuckin dude." uncle threestrings: "just a little tiny thang!" troy: "yeauh" uncle threestrings: "i used to sing this song for her..." troy: "are you gonna sing it now? are you gonna? are you gonna sing it now?" grizz: "you're gonna make him cry..." troy: "you gonna sing for us? are you gonna sing it?" grizz: "you're makin him cry..." uncle threestrings: (quitely, singing) "nighty night," troy: "there it is." uncle threestrings: "nighty night," troy: "he's singin it." uncle threestrings: "sleepy tight," troy: "he's singin his song." uncle threestrings: "don'tchu fight," troy: "he's cryin and he's singing his song." uncle threestrings: "don't fall in," troy: (speaking voice) "don't fall in." uncle threestrings: "piranhas bite," troy: "alright." uncle threestrings: "nighty night" runt: (pouring coffee inside the house, smiling) (this one was also super long but. i love this interaction, sm. troy being in his weird pouty mood, but uncle threestrings opening up to them singin his lil song, and runt smiling a bit about him getting to meet new people. like. UGH I LOVE THEM.)
0:42:06 uncle threestrings: (singing) "i told you i'd stop, but, as soon as i'm out, they pull me back in," runt: "i know you're not going to stop with your- your- your cards and stuff," uncle threestrings: (singing cont.) "how can i stop," runt: "and how much- how many cogs do you owe him?" uncle threestrings: (still singing) "and i've just begun?" troy: "oh. this like some kinda fucked up gambling addiction song?" runt: "why'd you have to put it like that? it's not an addiction, its just- he's lonely!" troy: "he- he just can't stop?" runt: "he's lonely!!" (i would include the rest of this song and dialogue (it's so fucking funny) but this has gotten so long lmfao) (i just love uncle threestrings so much) (we don't see him enough these days :[ )
0:47:01 runt: "alright, you feel uncomfortable, you feel sad, you feel lonely, just, fuckin, squeeze that thing and you'll be closer to- to- to 3.14159blahlahbl... than you fuckin know." troy: (quietly) "2, 6, 5, 3, 5" runt: "how did you know that???" troy: "tro- that shit's troy math."
0:49:06 runt: "are you fuckin serious? it's not 300, nobody has 300 cogs down here! look at where we are! you live in a cheese!" pizza bat guy (i fully can't rember if he has a name rn): "i live in tha cheese??" runt: "it looks like cheese to me, but i didn't get-" pizza bat guy: "it's not cheese, it's my home!" runt: "awright well everything looks like cheese to me, i don't know!"
0:50:51 runt: (was told they shouldn't be loud and shouldn't have any lights, gestures towards troy) "should we cover his bright blonde head?"
0:55:01 blink: "somebody else make this call, i don't feel comfortable doing it." troy: "i don't even go here" (cackling) bizly: "everything's a college? you just think you're going to a weird, different college"
0:56:43 runt: "i haven't been this far out in the trench... ever, so... well this is fucking beautiful!" blink: "that's what i'm saying" troy: "nawh even for me, honestly. and im rich. not right now, tho" blink: "what does that have to do with..." runt: "it's kinda one of those things that when you see it for the first time it's like core memory, yknow? you just kinda don't ever wanna forget the smells, and the sights, and- oh fuck, you two are here with me and i'm gonna remember you fuckers are here the whole time!" troy: "never gonna forget this" blink: "well i- i, i thought maybe that would make it, like, better?" troy: "troy, troy, troy, troy, troy, troy, troy, troy,-" runt: "you think-" blink: "okay, no, i get it igetitigetitigetitigetit-" troy: "and now that's in there." runt: "you can believe i am NOT gonna forget YOU." troy: "alright, word up." runt: "whatever- however you want to take that." troy: "hey, i'll try not to ru- you guy- what?"
0:57:24 split this to better highlight what is arguably one of the best moments, where troy stuttered (see above) and made the guy and decided to deal with it by smacking them with his steamsled. he KNOCKED HIM OUT. (too long to put so please just pretend i wrote everything from this until aboouut 1:01:00) (i wrote like all of it but then didn't like how long it was lmao)
1:02:23 runt: "wait, hold on one second, hold on- look, this could work out for us, i mean like, they're taking him to jail!" blink: "i don't even know how to justify it anymore, he made a dick joke, then punched the guy in the face-" grizz: "im- im going to fall out of my fucking seat-" blink: "what do i- what do i even say to that? honestly, i don't know??" runt: "mr. blink, like, look, level with me, i know im fuckin- i haven't been around as long as you have, but like, he's got problems! he's got issues! he just fuckin- he hurt that guy-"
1:07:02 bizly's world building is fucking awesome, this shit is so WHIMSICAL !!!!!
1:08:17 runt: "well- i mean.. he had it comin, so... whatever?" guy (who troy knocked out): "i dont know, yknow, sometimes you just stutter, 'n things happen." runt: "i don't... remember him stutterin', you probably should forget about that..." (charlie LOSING it in video is so good) guy: "so, if he didn't stutter, why did he hit me?" runt: "well i don't.. feel like you should... be thinkin about..." guy: "then he- then he hit me for no reason?" runt: "is it normal for people- for- for people to do that when they stutter, if they do?" guy: "it happens to the best of us!" runt: "oh, so they'll go easier on him if you testify that he stuttered?" guy: "that, i mean, IF he stuttered. but you say he didn't, so he didn't!" runt: "i'm pretty sure he didn't but what do i know- i sa- i'm just a gorl, i'm just a gorl here!"
1:09:16 runt: "uhhh twink? no blink, that's right."
1:09:31 in the video you can see charlie pass.. THE note. the one. you know the one. grizz: (laughing) "i'm trying to speak, like so clear..." bizly: "what did you write..?" charlie: "nothing..." bizly: "mmkay. (this interaction sounds like when a teacher catches kids passing notes) bizly: "did you- if you wrote that- i think, it- okay, nevermind."
1:12:00 THE PAYOFF runt: "you don't wanna- you don't wanna- you don't- fuck..." charlie: (absoultely losing it) "YESS!! YEESS" grizz: "i gotta knock him out, dude" charlie: "i... passed him a note-" bizly: "that said if you stutter you gotta knock him out?" charlie: "i said: if you stutter you know what to do." bizly: "yeah.. i was worried about that." condi: "i thought- that's exactly what i thought it was" grizz: "i can't let him remember that i stuttered."
1:12:51 charlie: "imagine someone stutters-" (makes stuttering noises) (squints eyes, staring deeply at bizly, still but wavering slightly) bizly: (laughing) "it's just- BRAIN BLAST right then and there" charlie: "and then they like, reach for something and for the rest of the conversation, they're just holding it" bizly: "really scary"
1:13:40 grizz has a troy math moment (then threatens to kill knock out everyone at the table)
1:16:14 NYAH ARRIVES!!!!!!!! (also the way troy interacts w/ nyah, like "oh i love you i love you so much" and calling it a good boy/girl/thing is so sweet :[[[[ )
1:17:34 charlie (as troy): "i just-" (exhale noise) "-just release all my air, and think tight- tight troy-" grizz: (laughing) "'tight troy'" charlie (as troy): "-which is what they call me." (i know it's for the bit but HUUHH?? cannon now. what does it mean.)
1:19:17 troy: (referring to NYAH) "this guy is fuckin awesome, he is stimming right now."
1:20:40 PETER SQLOINT MY BELOVED MENTIONED!!!!!!!!!! LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOO (i love troy calling nyah his solemate :[[[ ) (i am now convinced troy is just the evil frat boy version of peter)
1:21:20 blink: "yeah, that's insane-" NYAH: (makes little hissing/rattling noises) troy: "alright dude, he doesn't like your voice, stop it. im gonna go-" (laughter) "-i'm gonna go, uh, and try now, in my disguise, to get my sled (charlie as troy now) with my double natural 20s crazy situation." blink: "yeah, i'm gonna go... cry? i think?"
1:22:34 runt and troy bonding (over knocking a guy out for stuttering) (oh my god he's such a bad influence)
1:23:00 troy: "what- it's not- dude, i literally learned this when i was like, 5, it's not a crime if i do it. now let's just get out there-" runt: "you say- no- no, pause," troy: "what,," runt: "you say something and then you wanna move on like you didn't say it, you just said that you were taught, when you were 5, that you can't do crime?" troy: "no, there's a difference, is i said something and then i was ready to move on." runt: "well i'm not ready to move on, cuz that's just not how it works" troy: "okay. wait what's your question?" runt: "what did they tell- that you can't do crime?" troy: "they told me that if i do a crime it doesn't count." blink: "why doesn't it count if you do the crime? i'm confused, i don't get it." troy: "well cuz if most people do the crime it counts, right?" blink: "yeah? but why not with you?" troy: "it doesn't count with me." runt: "alright, elaborate-" blink: "elaborate, please, yes." troy: "i mean, dude, i cannot control who i am, and i am who i am, and i can't do crime." blink: "wha- why?" troy: "we probably shouldn't have this conversation in the open." blink: "that's like the smartest thing you've ever said, actually." troy: "what is?" blink: "nevermind. lets just go."
1:24:43 blink: "but, o- o- orion did- aw shit i stuttered, i'm sorry ripley-" lowkey wish he did knock her out, wouldve been so funny
(oh my god these keep getting longer. they're just. TOO MANY GOOD MOMENTS. STOP IT!!!!)
this is a collection of all my favorite moments, scenes, interactions, and so on (as well as interesting observations that ive noticed through my multiple rewatches) from wonderlust. this is mostly for myself lmao
NOTE: so far, i only got thru ep 1 because. im tired and its almost 4 am lmao. i do wanna get thru all the eps for this tho so :3
style conventions(so i rember qwq): things are listed chronologically, by episode, with timestamps (h:mm:ss). i also (vaguely) color coded dialogue, just the PCs w/ their colors (troy in red, runt in purple, blink in green). if there is dialogue between the lines im highlighting, there will be "/.../" followed by the next line im including. finally, additional notes/thoughts/etc from me will be in small text, italicized parenthases (like this)
this will be updated as i rewatch episodes or watch new episodes :]
WARNING: beyond this point, there WILL be spoilers. proceed at your own risk!
ps: if there is anything that isnt here that you think is worthy, feel free to add on! also, there are very likely typos and/or formatting errors so. oopsie :3 (did try my best to make sure there werent)
pps: many of these will likely involve troy because im so brainrot for this guy but i do really love them all and their dynamics :3
0:06:14 troy: "well then- the the fuckin uh, i gue- i guess they'll- i guess they'll fuckin- i guess when they- i guess-"
0:07:42 baby's first troy math
0:11:50 the incident
0:17:30 troy: "my names troy and i'm never gonna die!" (this note was taken when ep 23 was the latest--so far its true, but i suppose we'll see if it continues to do so)
0:37:30 this whole interaction with runt and her cousins is just adorable and i lobv it
0:45:43 ♪♫ you gotta be careful, little runt ♫♪
0:46:40 runt: "you're goddamn right uncle threestrings, why don't they give you a record deal?" uncle threestrings: "....... hohh.." (also charlie's face during this reacting to the song lmfao)
0:47:22 uncle threestrings: "if you don't come back-" runt: "ah-" uncle threestrings: "-if you don't-" runt: "i will come back." uncle threestrings: "i just need to know somethin... how many cups do ya think they got up there?"
0:58:06 pinch: "doppler we need to break this thing or somethin-" runt: "no, don't- don't break it :[" /.../ runt: "i wanna keep it!"
1:14:24 runt: "they got this big fuckin circle in the sky too, what the fuck is that?" uncle threestrings: ".. circle? who made that?" runt: "i don't know!" uncle threestrings: "how'd they put it there?"
1:28:08 cut: "she want another one?" blink: "gran- yeah, granny granite wants a slice of cake, she took my package. you know how it is, this happens every time!" cut: "i'm gonna run out, i'm gonna run out, she's just gonna eat it all-" blink: "how! how are you gonna run out?! what do you mean-" cut: "she's just gonna eat it all!" blink: "but she's so old and slow!" (i love blink's outbursts lmfao)
1:33:05 immediate simping for aeon as her design is revealed ("id let her beat me up" lmfao)
1:37:07 (realizing i didn't put together before how he somehow got his steamsled back, obv upon rewatch i know it's because of his capture but just interesting to think about how that slipped by me the first time and catching it in subsequent watches)
1:37:51 baby's first "YOU DUDE" blink: (starts running) troy: "don't play hard to get with me dude, i'll fucking catch you, i'll fucking catch you no matter how fuckin long you run i will keep running, i'm an endurance animal of a human being" (sprinting) "you can flee now- i can track you, dude"
1:39:45 (cont. from scene above, somewhat) troy: "dude, there's no need to be such a fucking freak-" blink: "what the fuck-" troy: "-i'm just trying to talk to you-" blink: "-what the fuck are you-" troy: "-i just wanted to say... i just wanted to tell you that i'm fuckin cool, and you have gotta run with me, dude, if you wanna make it down here."
1:40:31 troy believes he's at furcon, blink calls him fantasy slurs (also he "loves birds" wauw)
1:42:17 here troy says that blink's his only ticket out, and when blink asks why him troy says he's not supposed to tell him :0
1:43:06 troy: "oh, yeah, i do have a combrussion"
1:47:00 bizly: (rolls a two against troy & blink's stealth) "dude, a two, a TWO, you're fine! you're fine." charlie (in troys voice): "yah, dude i fuckin know,"
1:49:06 the making of yort (& knilb)
1:50:12 blink: "let's-let's tackle this one thing at a time, okay?" troy yort: "alright, dude, i'm fuckin, i'm yort"
1:51:45 troy yort: "have you ever heard the saying, one guy's trash is another dude's.. fuckin,,.. coo- like- fuckin shit."
1:52:22 blink: "i don't wanna- i'm gonna be frank, the more you talk, the more i don't want to help you." troy yort: "dude, who the FUCK is frank, dude? why do you wanna be him? we already got you a cool name??"
1:54:09 troy yort: "cogs? we literally, like, live, breathe, and eat cogs up there, man. i mean, we also use it as money, but you know what i mean. we DONT eat, breathe, or live it, we just use it as money."
1:54:40 cloudspire hoohah rise up
1:54:46 blink: "what are you saying??" troy yort: "dude, you are just ridiculous, man, i-i don't even know where to start. i mean like, so basically, i'm like the shit."
1:55:12 just a straight roll like man and woman missionary fuckin dude fucking a woman straight roll troy yort: "honestly sometimes i think about guys"
1:57:20 (i just love how, even tho troy JUST met blink, he's already so willing to back him up. he doesn't quite understand when he DOES need to stand down but i think it does show he's never been a fully awful person.)
1:57:57 blink: "well we got some, uh, some tetanus shots in here. a few of them have been poked by granny- granny granite, so be careful about that, she's very pokey." arch: "wouldn't want anyone to catch whatever she's got, hahaha!" troy yort: "i'm not sayin anything" baby's first i'm not sayin anything (this whole interaction is so fuckin funny to me)
2:00:42 troy yort: "i don't understand why this is happening?!" blink: "i already told you!!" troy yort: "i didn't say anything!" blink: "you kept saying you weren't saying anything!!!" troy yort: "i thought that's what you wanted!! you need to be CLEAR!!"
2:02:36 bizly: "a blunt arrow comes whizzing by your head." charlie (as troy yort): "fuckin what i just smoke it" once again charlie is possessed by troy
2:06:28 the bit with the old woman and her dead husband's pan and her second husband
2:09:18 graphite's rock and the painting (troy yort keeping the rock after too is so real, i love rocks :3)
2:11:36 troy: "hey graphite, dude, can i level with you?" graphite: ".... suuuuure?" troy: "alright, sick, cuz i think i get some hp from that. maybe some other little goodies." graphite: "you just say things, don't you?" troy: "troy"
hey, there's a story called "FAIRPLAY" in this one-part book of klayley stories. the ending of this story was a disappointment for me. i wanted klaus to regret what he did over time, to miss hayley and fight to win her back. can you please read this story and write a sequel in a different way? https://www.wattpad.com/619262551-klayley-one-shots-short-stories-fairplay
Klaus
She was gone. All traces of Hayley Marshall, his little wolf, were wiped out from New Orleans. He shook his head at the thought. She was no longer his anymore, then why did her absence gnaw at him, a strange emptiness nothing could fill. It was as if she was never there except for the scathing looks the wolves directed at him behind his back which he knew were well deserved on his part, the endless bickerings of his siblings which have worsened over time with none to mediate in between and a dull everpresent ache in his chest further served as a constant reminder which only intensified the more he though of her. You would think with her gone there wouldn’t be much to think about, but bloody hell, every little thing promoted him to think of her. She was nowhere and she was everywhere , it was maddening. Even his room smelt of her. No matter how much perfume of her own Camilie tried to smear against the sheets or fill up the room with her things. The room still smelt of his little wolf so much he could barely breathe. Not just his room but the whole damned compound. It's as if the mansion itself was also holding onto Hayley with everything. He wouldn’t be surprised. Initially, Hayley had hated the Abattior, but over time, it grew on her so much so that she , Rebekah and Kol had gone on a renovation spree with Elijah contributing useful inputs. He? He had merely watched in absolute enjoyment as Hayley conquered the Abattior for her own, interfering only when it was asked of him.
"Klaus?" The soft timbre of Camilie's voice dragged him back to the present; one of their usual dinners Camille arranged at her house to talk about things that bothered him. He understood Camilie's efforts to fill the void Hayley had left behind but that was an impossible task. "Just marveling at human stupidity. " He remarked in regard to a client she was telling him about which for the life of him he couldn’t focus on. Maybe he didn't like such talks after all. You listened to Hayley talk of her day. You even talked about your own with her. His traitorous mind reminded him but that was a different matter. It was nigh impossible not to listen to the Hayley's regal, firm and commanding voice that had a certain lilt to it that allured all who heard it. That and their conversations were so spontaneous from Faction politics to wolf stuff to his own adventures to vampire history, the way he had eliminated his enemies in the past and how he would eliminate them currently, an outing in which she happily tagged along.
Even their dinners were either private or spent with the whole family, mostly the latter given how much Hayley and he himself enjoyed it. He had tried that with Camilie, but the Mikaelsons had always been a tightly knit family, and Hayley was adored by all without exception. So his family was neither subtle nor gentle in their hostility against Camilie. Even Marcel seemed unwilling to have her presence at the family dinner. Rebekah never the one to be fond of sweet Cami as she put it had nearly killed Camillie on learning what had transpired had he not intervened. Even he was feeling the unwelcome looks of his own family, and dining in his room was out of question. He hated food crumbs littering his space. The only exception was Hayley whenever she felt like stuffing her face with ice cream late at night. He had tried to get her to stop but she had given him a look that said either we both stay or I go and she never let ice cream fall and even if it did he could just lick it off her skin. Yes, he was going mad with missing her. His family had given him enough shit as is for it as if he didn't know how badly he had botched things. He remembered how it had started when he was on one of his trips to the Bayou and had overheard a Pack elder talking to Hayley, "You need a true wolf with you, not one who never shifts and would never give you heirs. For the prosperity of the pack, the Labonair line must be continued, so I suggest you find another to mate with just for the sake of heir."
He had waited, and nothing came. Not the vehement denial he was expecting to hear from her, not a single word. Like she was considering that abhorrent prospect. He had left so quickly, and the coming days had worsened his paranoia given her time at the Bayou increased day by day. He had become so miserable that Camilie had said it was etched on his face, so he had taken the blond bartender therapist on her offer to talk. He had drank so much that night till he was absolutely hammered. And he couldn’t quite remember what happened after or how he could have done it, but he slept with Camilie. He was so disgusted that he kept his distance from her but only humored her talks because he knew he needed the therapy sessions lest he somehow took it out on Hayley, and that was unacceptable. He had also kept it a secret for once it was out, his family would murder Camilie, or perhaps Hayley would do it herself. He still hadn't found the wolf acquaintance of hers, but he would soon. He was going to come clean at the end of the ball, but it all boiled over by then, and she chose to oust him and Camilie by funking that bastard Sergio. He had never seen so much red marring his vision. The fucker was a dead man for all his lifetimes had Hayley not gone as far as to kill Camilie to protect him and then she had left, without a word. Fled, away from him. His raw instinct exhorted him to chase her to ends of earth and darg her back but his family had vehemently opposed him and Elijah had talked him down emphasising on Hayley needing time and some space. His second instinct was to hunt down the bastard Sergio, chop him into pieces, and display his head as a decoration on the mantle piece, the only thing stopping him was that he didn't wish to hurt Hayley anymore than he already had though the fact that she felt something for that fucker or any other made him want to burn down the world. But if Hayley needed time, he would give it to her, for they both had eternity at their disposal. And he could always kill the bastards who had dared to look her way later. And anyways his vampires were tailing Hayley every now and then to ensure her safety. Whatever the current state between them, he would never leave his little wolf at the mercy of his enemies. While she was far from defenseless, he needed this peace of mind.
And his sources informed him she would be returning to New Orleans soon and Klaus had never heard sweeter words than these before. Now he would reclaim his little wolf, his Queen even if he had to grovel for all eternity.
What had confused Klaus, however, was the fact that Hayley only slept with the bastard Sergio to get back at him and Camilie. However, what the hell happened to the proposal of the pack elder? After Hayley left, he had barged into the Bayou and coerced her beta Zelina into answering. He had nearly killed the woman for assuming the role of alpha as anyone other than his little wolf as the alpha was a preposterous thought. Since Hayley herself had appointed the woman in her absence, he would let it slide this once. With further coercion she divulged the fact that Hayley had not said anything to the elder at the moment because most of the pack was present to hear his proposal however later on she had almost slaughtered the elder in person for even insinuating such a suggestion. She had spent days after trying to make more developments in the pack system and had written countless rules the next alpha should follow. She had even ensured necessary facilities and amenities that would help the back prosper even in her absence so she wouldn't have to give Klaus up. It had taken every single shred of control to not go looking for Hayley for all this time, but now that she was finally returning, he couldn’t bloody wait.
Camillie
Camilie had noticed how distracted he was and tried to glue his attention to her but Klaus ended the dinner quickly and left. She had slipped in a potion she had received as a favor from the witches to get Klaus to sleep with her but no matter what she did , he always looked set on Hayley alone. She knew she would have to atone for what she did to her friends for the rest of her life and she would.She wanted someone like Klaus for herself but it would never be and she had made peace with that.
Klaus
He couldn’t stand the room in Abattior given how much it suffocated him and with his wayward thoughts sleep seemed unlikely so he settled for staring at the countless paintings of his little wolf filling his art studio for it was the only way he could placate the need to not go find her.
Hayley
The air of New Orleans made her too nostalgic. She wasn’t sure how she managed to stay away for so long. She knew Klaus's vampires were tailing her, and while she loathed it initially, she couldn’t help but like the gesture of him watching over her. After her anger had calmed down the violent need to go see, Klaus overtook her. She missed him so much. Were she not busy with observing and visiting other wolf packs and exterminating any threats to the Crescents, she would have gone mad. Bekah had called her to tell her Nik messed up once cause he was too drunk and that the bitch Cami must have slipped him something and she should return, Hayley had told her that even before that Klaus had become retracted, closed off. He stopped his surprise visits to Bayou or stopped being home altogether. Their spontaneous conversations became few and far in between in the days that followed, and she loathed it so much. The fact that he slept with Cami was the last nail in the coffin. Sergio, being the loyal friend that he is, had stuck with her all this time. It was after all his idea to take a trip back cause he couldn’t bear to see her unravel like that. "You need closure,Hayley. " And here she was. "Don’t zone out now. There's a procession here to welcome you," whispered Sergio from behind her. She snapped her attention back to present, and indeed, most of her pack and the entirety of the Mikaelson family save for Klaus were here to greet her. The first family she ever truly had. Tears welled up, but she stifled them like she stifled the pang of pain at Klaus's absence. She vamped to them and hugged Bekah first, who almost crushed her into a hug, not intent on letting go. Di(Davina), Freya, and Keelin joined in immediately after. Separating from the ladies she offered Elijah, Kol , Marcel, and Vincent a huge grin, they all reciprocated before greeting Zelina and the rest of the pack. "You have to come to the Abattior, Hayley, no questions asked. We will kick Nik out for a few days if need be." She laughed at the suggestion. She chanced a glance at Sergio, who was obviously staying pit far enough to not interfere but near enough to hear everything. "Hotel," He mouthed. Hayley nodded, partly sorry that she was making Sergio stay in a hotel alone but it would be far more unfair to make him stay with her and God knows what Klaus would do to him this time if he even shows up , Cami's probably keeping him busy. She shook that thought away. She wouldn't let it dampen her mood. What Klaus had done was on his head alone. The rest of the Mikaelsons are still her family. She was sure they saw Sergio and especially pleased to see no hostility towards him. With a final glance at Sergio, she left with the Mikaelsons.
Gods she had missed the Abattior, it had been her home for so long. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Klaus standing at the gate. "Welcome back, Hayley. There's much to talk about but a family dinner first? I will excuse myself." Hayley was stunned beyond words. Did Klaus just agree to leave the compound just so she could spend time with people who were his family first? Before she could speak, he vamped out. "Niklaus doesn't stay here much. He misses you far too much to be able to live here without you." Elijah offered. She wasn't sure what to say. "Cami's then?" "Of course not. The mansion just outside city bounds. Nik doesn't sleep with her, I told you it was a one-time thing, but she is still his therapist. I told you she slipped him something. " "Bekah, let's just eat." The spread was definitely Mikaelson style. There was everything in abundance, but she was sure she spotted all her favorites. "Nik directed the menu." This astonished her far more. The evening was perfect. She enjoyed it to her heart's content, and yet she missed Klaus madly. Damn it. Bekah had told her there was a surprise for her in her room. She was both anxious and excited, but she had not expected that. The few legal complications she had while expanding the Bayou had stopped her from implementing a few of her ideas. It was the paperwork for that all done, settled, and funded. Attached to it was a letter and an elegant platinum chain with the pendant of Mikaelson seal and an M embossed on it. Apprehensive, she opened the letter,
"Dear Hayley,
Wherever you go whatever you choose, I want you to know that you will always and forever have a family and a home here. Whether or not I am included matters little, if you wish to live here little wolf, you only need to say the word and I will make myself scarce. This was your home, Hayley, and you were happy here. I will never forgive myself for what led you to lose it, but I made you a promise, little wolf. If I need to kneel and beg and grovel for it, I will, but please give me a chance. A single chance. I once came to this city to conquer it, to make it my Empire, but it's far too empty without my Queen. Even if you choose to not give me a chance, know you will be just in your actions but I still beg you, stay here, with a family that loves you and the one that you love, with a pack that needs you. Of course, your companion Sergio is also welcome to stay if you desire, no harm will befall his life, you have my word. You told me you didn't wish to see me ever again and I am sorry to have shown you my face little wolf but I simply couldn't leave without having a glimpse of you. I love you, Hayley, I always have, my Queen and my little wolf.
Yours and yours alone , always and forever,
Klaus ."
Her legs failed her as she dropped to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably." Klaus " was the only thing she could manage to say. So she sobbed his name because it's the only person she wants, needs, and loves so much.
"I made a grave mistake, little wolf, one that you can hold me accountable for all eternity. But it took me a thousand years to find you, so even if it takes me another thousand to earn your forgiveness, I will do whatever it takes." Her head snapped up at that gentle voice. "Klaus..." He was kneeling beside her in a flash. "Tears don't become you, little wolf. I am sorry for causing you such pain." "No Klaus, please don't go... We will find a way, and we will make it work." He kissed her forehead softly with such love, Hayley couldn't breathe. "Thank you, little wolf." "Zelina told me what happened Klaus, it's not going to be easy to move past this stuff, but I love you, Klaus, and we have an eternity together. "My thoughts exactly, little wolf."
It took a while, a lot less groveling and far more honest effort at openness and communication. But it worked, they were happy, just a little bit if Fairplay and yet it could have cost them all their happiness but fairness to each other brought them back. For two people who saved each other from their darkest times, there would be no such thing as an end. Together and in love, Always and Forever.
Please let me know if you like it. I myself didn't like that ending at so thanks for giving me a chance to rewrite it.