TITLE: Dear you, _. love, Wings
AUTHOR: Pepperrrr
RATING: T for langauge and le violence
PAIRING: CM Punk & Wings
WARNINGS: Mary-sueness, superheros, silliness, scott pilgrim vs the world references, nerds, fighting, eventual violence, villians, an oc with weirdness, magic, psychic powers, sailor moon references, this is total crap, lameness, cheesy crap, the usual
P.O.V: Third person, mostly punk.
DATE WRITTEN: April 12th 2012 4:00-6:35 pm 7:12
SUMMARY: Dear you, I wasn't expecting this. Love, Wings.
AUTHOR NOTES: THIS IS REALLY RANDOM. This has been simmering in my mind for a long time now. I started on the character 'Wings' a while ago on my phone, and she's, again, just a really quirky and tiny bit more ballsy version of myself (conveniently paired with CM Punk god i'm a freak) and she's obsessed with texting. She's a superhero of the human kind, though she has actual energy-oriented powers.
I really like this story. Too bad it'll go unread and unloved like the last OC one I posted LOL.
Dear You, _. love, Wings
A story of weird superhero love through texts and words and what-the-fucks
On April 12th 2012 he got the first text. He had just finished a mission and he was returning to his base, short of breath and a little sore in his ribs.
Buzz
dear you,
nice job
love,
wings
What? Who was this complimenting him? Wait wait wait, did the news already cover his mission? ALREADY? Damnit.
who are you?
cmXPUNK
He texted back to the mystery person, though not really, since the text was signed, 'Love, Wings'...
Buzz
dear you,
duh
love,
wings
April 20th 2012
Buzz
dear you,
we need to meet up and kick some ass sometime
love,
wings
Fucknotnow! You have the worst fucking timing, 'Wings'.. He grabbed his phone after shoving himself behind a wall to dodge the dangers that he had been dealing with before the buzz in his pocket.
i can't
i'm really really busy i shouldn't even be texting right now
sorry
cmXPUNK
He was genuinely sorry, yet totally not all at the same time, since he was really fucking busy, and..just..god. Fucking. Damnit.
Buzz
dear you,
alright i'm busy too
love,
wings
He sensed some bitterness behind that text. And that made him a bit upset. Why?
Five weeks later they finally met in person. It was totally by accident. He was sent for a mission at a playground, only to find it taken care of. By another hero. He looked the hero over, eyes catching on very conveniant-to-the-reader specifics,
height: 5'5
weight: 114 pounds
hair: light blonde in a short bob haircut
eyes: big and very fucking bright blue (those have got to be contacts.)
boobs: not really
pretty mouth
child-like cheeks
and slightly rabbit-like teeth
"Oh..it's you.." He knew it was her. The girl that was texting him all the time. That knowing look. The... FUCK YES SHE WAS A GIRL.
Buzz.
He looked at his pocket, then at her (she blinked her now lime green eyes at him), and back again. Then he activated the phone up, and clicked on the alert.
dear you,
i wasn't expecting this
love,
wings
He looked at her. "Why did you just text me?"
She whipped out her phone and, nearly without looking away from him, started typing on it quick as a fucking cartoon character. He'd never seen anyone text that fast.
The second she sent the text and he got it, she slammed the heel of her palm into her forehead.
Buzz
dear you,
i'm just used to it
love,
wings
"Wings what the fuck!"
"I'm sorry!" She cried, her voice a bit deeper than he expected. She sounded kind of like that cool hipster girl from that cool movie from 2010 that you thought was so cool.
He was at the comic store, and yes, in costume. He was a sucker for weirding people out, and he just got bored. And what if he was called upon?
Buzz
The fuck.
dear you,
i think you're a nerd
love,
wings
GREAT. Now she was stalking him.
Buzz
dear you,
i need you to come to the arcade in at most 6 minutes
love, wings
At least he wasn't busy. He got his gear on and went to the main arcade, only to be jumped by his little stalker. She tugged at his mask and he shouted, grabbing her hands and his mask and growling.
"Off. Now." He ordered, a little panicked. She giggled and let him go, her fingers trying to fully uncurl from the mask, hindered by his hands.
"I'm sorry Punk." She wibbled, false as that idiot of a villain he had to frequently put up with.
"No you aren't."
"Nope no i'm not." She admitted with a grin, and then he grabbed his hand and took him into the arcade, which was empty.
They played all the games over and over for 5 or 6 hours.
The next day when he woke up, shaken from a nightmare, he had a text alert.
dear you,
that was fun
love,
wings
He smiled.
He was angsting. And he was willing to admit it. He was sitting on the edge of the tallest building in the area he was patrolling. And then buzz.
dear you,
urgh why are you moping right now?
love,
wings
p.s, yes i can see you i'm over here
He looked in a random spot and saw a flash of blue, gold, and white and he facepalmed. Son of a bitch she's just getting worse in her stalking.
He hadn't heard from her on her phone in a while and he got worried. A few weeks later he met up with her. She explained nothing and just talked about movies and anime and porn and other weird shit. It was rather nice. But then she disappeared again.
It was the worst 5 or 7 months he'd ever went through.
He'd never been so happy to feel that buzz in his whole life.
dear you,
i can't believe it's been 7 months since i lost my phone!
i missed sending you messages
our relationship just isn't the same without my ability to stalk you
love,
wings
She was right. It really wasn't the same without her constantly texting him and running up his phone bill. It had all been completely welcome though. He'd known her for almost a year now.
A few months later, in January, she was even more welcome.
Buzz.
dear you,
you're fit for kings
2 times is four
i lesbians a lot of things
but i lesbians you a lot more
love,
wings
What?
Buzz
dear you,
i'm in lesbians with you
love,
wings
What the hell did that even mean. He sighed though, not in annoyance, but in endearment. She was really a strange one. And he wouldn't have her any other way.
what are you even saying lol
cmXPUNK
Buzz
dear you,
i'll tell you if you come to the playground
love,
wings
Fuck that, man. There were lots of playgrounds.
which playground?
cmXPUNK
Buzz
dear you,
the one we met at
love,
wings
another quick buzz
dear you,
we aren't superheros. i'm not wings right now. not tonight.
love,
me
And so they finally met in person. It was totally not accident. He was sent for a mission at the playground by his annoying superhero friend. But he didn't see the superhero in front of him. Instead he saw a girl. He looked the girl over, eyes catching on very conveniant-to-the-reader specifics,
She was still 5'5
still 114 pounds
her hair was brown, short, and messy, with fringe that covered her whole forehead until her top eyelid.
her eyes were big and caramel brown
she was wearing a red and white striped shirt with sleeves that covered her elbows and left the rest of her arms
and skinny light-blue 'retro ruined' jeans
light brown flats
and a childish face
with a pretty mouth
rabbity teeth
and a big smile to greet him
They played with eachother for a while, she seemed alot more bearable without the goggles and cape, and he was amazed by how comfortable he was around her without his hero shit.
"Punk come here!" She shouted to him, and she rushed to the swings with him at her heels, and they swung very gently. Then, she grabbed his hand and held it, looking at him happily.
"I'm Pepper."
"I'm Phil."
Author Notes 2: That's the first part of the story that i came up with and god it sucks but please don't hate me urgh
i'll put up another chapter if people care