Third Person Overview:
Gendry stared at the Stark's house, it was magnificent. It wasn't as big or grand as his old one but it had a… homey feel to it, lived in. Mr and Mrs Stark had picked him up from the airport and dropped him to their house, showing him his room before they had to go and watch Rickon's football match and after go pick Bran up from rock climbing. They had said that on their way out to treat it like his own home and that Jon, Sansa, Arya and Robb were all home so if he had any questions ask them they would be around. He heard noises in the kitchen area so he figured he might go say hello so he wasn't creeping around their house like a third wheel. As he turned the corner he saw a… large bottom sticking out of the fridge and couldn't see the head, being short in stature he assumed it was Arya. The last time the Barethon's had seen the Stark's Arya was very, very large and he had given her quite a bit of grief about it because he was young and he didn't know any better.
He cleared his throat and asked "Arya?"
The person jumped and brought their head up, cracking it on the shelf above them but as it withdrew he flushed in embarrassment, it was a guy.
"She's out there," he pointed out to the backyard "Who are you?"
"Gendry Baratheon… sorry about that." He mumbled shaking hands with the guy, his face deflating in colour slightly
"No harm done, I'm Hotpie," Hotpie nodded releasing Gendry's hand "OH, you're that guy the Starks are having stay with them, righto."
He was about to say something else when he heard a roar of laughter from outside getting closer, just as he was about to look out the door he saw two guys walk in dripping with sweat, grass and dirt on their chests.
"Gendry," The one closest to them crowed "Good to see you buddy, I'm Robb, that's Jon and Arya will be in soon."
They were all chatting amongst themselves when Jon, said happily "Here's the slacker, Gendry, meet Arya."
It was like the wind was knocked out him, this beautiful creature… was Arya? She was skinny… and fit as hell. Seriously she was ripped for a chick, she had a six pack and everything, with every movement muscle and sinew rippled and contracted smoothly, he ripped his eyes from her body and made them meet hers. A smirk was planted firmly on her face, he felt his control strain as on her collar bone a drop of sweat rolled down tracking between her breasts until her sport top prevented him from seeing anymore.
"Nice to meet you." He spluttered out like an idiot, cursing himself on the inside
"You too, stupid." She snorted before she walked past him and grabber a water bottle, her back to them
He just barely held onto his tongue as her tight ass taunted him, her brothers gave him an all knowing look before they shrugged and walked outside gesturing for Gendry to follow them. Arya joined them a minute later.
"So why are you living with us again, I don't think mum and dad ever gave us a straight answer before." Robb asked stretching out on one of the chairs where Arya opted to stretch out of the grass on her stomach, her arms propping her up as she gazed at him.
He realised he was being asked a question and spat out a reply quickly "My school I was going to in Kings Landing wasn't catering for my path so dad and mum decided to transfer me here where they had better facilities and classes. It was just convenient that you guys lived here otherwise I wouldn't be going to a different school at all."
Jon nodded before he asked him "What do you want to do when you leave school?"
"Civil and mechanical engineer." He answered without missing a beat
Robb snorted and gave him a wide eyed look "How are you going to survive… you do know you have to eat and sleep?"
Gendry gave a laugh and nodded "School work is easy for me… it's just something I'm good at I guess."
"Really?" Arya snorted "You must be stupid then."
"Arya," Jon cautioned with a warning smile "Behave, Gendry isn't used to you like we are."
"Well that's what I'm doing," She grunted rolling over onto her back "Getting him used to the Stark household."
They talked for a while when the front door opened, he could hear the chirping of two younger boys, Mr and Mrs Stark and another female voice who he guessed to be Sansa. They walked out onto the back patio where the rest of the Starks were sprawled out and Mrs Stark scowled at Arya.
"I thought I told you to get cleaned up before Gendry arrived."
"I was going to but then the three way football game Jon, Robb and I were playing got particually interesting." She shrugged, unaffected by Mrs Stark's glaring at her.
"Look at you," Mrs Stark sighed, seeming resigned now "Covered in dirt and grass, I don't know why I got a girl when you should have been a boy."
Arya scowled and snapped out pushing off from the ground, her grey eyes blazing "Sorry to disappoint."
Her slim figure disappeared inside and Robb frowned before he said quietly "That was a bit uncalled for, mum."
Mrs Stark shrugged before they resumed conversation, Gendry feeling strangely upset on Arya's behalf, he had never had a particularly close relationship with his parents but they had never been like that to him.
"I'm calling the noodle place for dinner," Ned announced "Do you eat noodles, Gendry?"
"Yup," He nodded "I'm not a fussy eater, anything is fine with me."
He was even more surprised when no one got her for dinner but who was he to question the parenting of the hosts where he was staying. School was tomorrow and it seemed the table was divided, Sansa and Bran were excited to get back to school but Rickon was defiant and saying that if Arya was down here she would back him up.
Yay, my first Game of Thrones fanfic is up! So I don't own anything sadly except for my own ideas which hopefully someday will take me somewhere good. Please Please Please review, i love getting reviews letting me know what to and what not to fix, thanks, Paul is all mine ladies.