Shadow: Yo ppl, I felt a little Avatarishy today, so here is a Smellershot and hints of Skillet and Sneers(for some reason, not a lot of those are out on the web, even though it was kinda obvious that they had something. I have tha pics from google to prove it!). Now for tha disclaimer that gets on everybody's nerves!
The Duke: Light and Darkness Are Brother doesn't own nuthin here!
TO THE STORY!
How We Came to Be
Smellerbee: 4 Longshot: 6
"But Lwongshot—"
"Smellerbee, don't be difficult."
"I'm not bweing difficut!"
"Smellerbee don't argue."
"Bwut I don't wanna gwo in therah, there are munstors in therah!"
"Would it make you feel any better if I held your hand and went in there with you?"
"Why, ywes it would."
"We're inside, see, no—" A rattling noise escaped out of the closet.
"Uwaahhh! I towd ywou Lwongshot! Now the munstor's gonna eat us!" Longshot calmly opened the closet doors and a baby owl chipmunk rolled out, squeaking its thanks and racing out the doors and into the treetops.
"Yay! Lwongshot scared away tha munstor!" 4 year-old Smellerbee gave Longshot a hug and 6 year-old Longshot hugged her back. Despite their short age difference, Longshot really liked Smellerbee.
Smellerbee, with her back to the doorway, didn't notice 9 year-old Jet walk past the doorway, walk back to the doorway, and give Longshot a two-thumbs up and look on his face that said 'Nice one dude, SCORE!'. Longshot gave Jet a glare and motioned his head to the doorway, signaling him to leave.
Smellerbee: 6 Longshot: 8
"Longshot, I found some more." Smellerbee poured berries into the bag Longshot was holding.
"Good job, Smellerbee. Hey, hold this bag while I get some berries up that tree."
"No. You wait here." Smellerbee started to walk in direction of said tree.
"Don't do it Smellerbee, you could fall and get hurt."
"So could you." Smellerbee is DEFINITLY spending WWWAAAYYY to much time with The Duke.
"No, I can't risk you falling and getting hurt."
"I promise to be careful." Smellerbee was already climbing the tree by the time he realized what she was doing.
"Smellerbee, GET DONE HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"Longshot, I got the berr-aah-WAAAAAHHHHH!" Smellerbee clutched many branches full of berries but was slipping over the edge! Longshot acted quickly, he set down the bag of berries and raced over to where Smellerbee would land put his arms out in front of him.
"Uwwwaaaahhhhh! LONGSHOT, HELP MEEEEE!" Longshot immediately caught Smellerbee in his arms, bridal style.
"That's why I should've gotten the berries instead."
"But I still got the berries." Smellerbee held out her arms that held the branches of berries. Longshot chuckled under his breathe.
"Yeah, maybe if we tell Skillet all the hard work we had to go through to get these berries, maybe she'll make us a big berry pie."
"Then in that case… ONWARD TO HQ!" Smellerbee crawled her way up to Longshot's shoulders and Longshot held her right leg with his right arm while using his left arm to carry the berry bag back to HQ.
When the two got back to HQ, Smellerbee was watching Skillet (10 years-old) make the pie, and was admiring the smell; Longshot was sitting on a branch nearby the roof of the hut and was looking over the kitchen by a small hole.
"So Longshot, exactly what happened when you and Bee were getting berries?" Longshot looked up to see Jet (11 years-old), Sneers (10 years-old, and Pipsqueak (12 years-old) with The Duke (4 years-old)on his shoulder, The Duke was the only one who didn't have a knowing expression on his face while three other boys were looking at Longshot with smirks.
"You didn't take advantage of Little Bee out alone in the forest, did you?" Sneers asked while stretching out the word alone. Longshot had a brilliant blush on his face and directed his gaze to a tree.
"No, I didn't, Sneers." The three boys were laughing but The Duke was clueless to what they were saying so he decided to go play with Pigeon and Cowpie. Suddenly an idea struck Longshot.
"No I didn't Sneers, but tell me did you and Skillet have a good time in the tree house?" Longshot grinned at Sneer's bright face which put Longshot's blush to shame.
"N-n-no, w-wh-what are ya talkin' about?" Sneer's stuttering gave away his cover and Pipsqueak and Jet found someone else to tease.
Smellerbee: 7 Longshot: 9( I got this idea from the Plight of the Freedom Fighters DeviantArt)
"Don't touch it!"
"How am I supposed to get the splinter out if I CAN'T TOUCH IT!"
"…….Alright, fine. Just be careful not to hurt me."
"How about instead I tell you a story?" asked Longshot as he held Smellerbee's hand.
"A story?"
"Yeah, it's about a cranky and bratty Earth spirit, and a short-tempered Air spirit. The Earth spirit was tired and sick of Air spirit getting all the glory from the other spirits, so he told her off, after that, the Earth spirit tried to be more successful my making land that wasn't underwater. He lifted the ground out of the sea and that's how the four nations came to be. The Earth spirit and Air spirit hated each other for generations until a couple was formed, a girl from the Earth Kingdom married a man from the Air Nomads. The two spirits followed their lead and became a good pair, which is how the world stayed in balance."
"That's not true is it?"
"No, but you didn't feel a thing did you?" asked Longshot as he held the splinter that Smellerbee was complaining about.
"No, I didn't feel anything, YES! YOU GOT THE SPLINTER OUT! I KNEW I COULD TRUST YOU!"
"Well, who's better to trust than your best friend?"
"Nobody! Let's have some berry pie!"
"Don't forget to use a napkin."
"Hmp, fine."
Smellerbee: 11 Longshot: 13
A group of Freedom Fighters were going to the next town for supplies. Longshot (13), Smellerbee (11), Jet (16), Sneers (15), Skillet (15), Pipsqueak (17), and The Duke (9) were all going. The seven Freedom Fighters were able to hitch a flock of Ostrich Horse and they were riding on four; Longshot with Smellerbee, Sneers with Skillet, The Duke with Pipsqueak, and Jet on his own. During the ride back, however, Smellerbee fell asleep.
"*yaaawwwnnn* Mmmm, thanks for the pillow guys."Smellerbee drowsily woke up.
"I've been called a lot of things by a lot people before, but never was I called a pillow." Smellerbee looked up to see that she was resting on Longshot's shoulder.
"*yaaaaawwwwnnnnn* Sorry, Longshot. You got a really comfy shoulder, by the way." Everybody had the same thought 'Smellerbee must not be very awake right now.' Unfortunately for Longshot, Jet decided to use this to his amusement.
"Hey Smellerbee, how does Longshot look to you?" Jet smirks.
"He looks like normal Longshot.*yaaawwwnnn*" Smellerbee was apparently very naïve when she's not completely awake.
"Not the exact answer I was looking for, but, do you like Longshot?" Jet shot up the question but didn't get an answer, he looked past his shoulder to see that Smellerbee was clutching Longshot's waist and was sleeping with her head on Longshot's shoulder.
"Well too bad Bee couldn't answer, maybe Longshot can." Sneers replied with a snicker. All Longshot could do was hide under his hat without a word.
Smellerbee was sleeping through the rest of the day while poor Longshot had to deal with the teasing he got from the group and the rest of the Freedom Fighters when they saw him carry her sleeping body into her hut.
Smellerbee: 13 Longshot: 15
Smellerbee and Longshot were back at the Freedom Fighters HQ with Jet (18) with the help of a Northern Water Tribe waterbender, she got separated with her family and decided to join the Freedom Fighters, she helped Jet heal when he got injured by the Dai Li. Jet opened up the Freedom Fighters, but this time he's using the group to catch robbers and thieves.
Right now, Longshot and Smellerbee were both training with each other, and Longshot was dodging Smellerbee's attacks.
"Longshot, hold still, I can't hit you!"
"That's the whole point, Bee."
"UWWAAHHH, GOTCHA'!" Smellerbee pinned Longshot to a tree by putting a dagger in his t-shirt shoulder. Longshot had a plan, although, it might cost him his life, at least he'll die happy.
Longshot grabbed Smellerbee and yanked her onto him, crashing her lips onto his. Smellerbee instinctively put her arms around his neck. 'Ok, forget about the freakin' plan, I'd rather enjoy this moment. EVERY SECOND OF IT.' Both Longshot and Smellerbee had to reluctantly tear away for breathe, but that didn't stop Longshot, he gave small kisses to Smellerbee at the corner of her lip, across her cheek, down her jaw, and on her neck which is where he was on the beginning phase of giving Smellerbee marks on her throat.
"You guys go out for training with your arrows and your swords, but when I come to tell you guys that Skillet has lunch ready, you guys are training with your mouths." The two jump apart to see that Jet was leaning against a tree, smirking at the two.
"You two could've done that nine years ago when you first met, so you're having a make-out session NOW? Wow I wonder what the rest of the Freedom Fighters would think of this at dinner tonight?" Jet was already gone when they realized what he was going to do.
"Hey Bee, how about we chase him after you release me from this tree?"
"Sure."
"Sorry."
"About what?"
"That our first kiss had to be interrupted."
"Let's fix that."
In the end, Smellerbee ended up with a hickey on her throat and at dinner Jet pointed it out to EVERYBODY. The next few years after that were pretty hard to explain. They got teased, laughed at, and gagged at, but they didn't mind because they knew it was true; they liked—no, loved each other.
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