Summary: All this time, he's been flirting with Ally unknowingly. …All these years… Auslly, one-shot, four-part story, fluff.
A/N: Yo! What's up? (: I quickly typed this up as fast as I could because of the positive comments from my first Austin&Ally story, 'Don't Forget Me' (Read that!). I was overwhelmed by the previous comments to my first story, so let's see if the comments to this story can blow me away even further than the first story!
This four-part story is dedicated to those lovely people who reviewed that story. This is for you guys! (:
Reviews, comments, or constructive criticism? Yes, please! C'mon! You can do it! XD
Warnings: OOC, fluff, not beta'd, light swearing, Auslly – Austin&Ally are both in the "denial stage", so you won't see any kissing in the story, D:, but there will be Auslly moments, guaranteed! Slight, slight, slight Dally (DallasxAlly); It's barely there that you can barely notice it! But Dallas is a good guy in this story (I don't see why people make him seem like a bad guy; he's cool. :])! Oh, slight AustinxOc. Ok, that is all folks.
Read on!
Disclaimer: Me no own! Disney owns Austin&Ally~! :/
Unknowingly
One-shot
By KairiR5
Denial is such a bitch, people would say. They say the more you hide your feelings, the more they would show.
But, even so, if you were to ask sixteen-year-old Austin Moon if he had a crush, or any attraction for that matter, associated with his songwriter, he would flat out deny and say no numerous of times, pushing the those quotes away from his mind.
Certain evidence, however, would like to prove him wrong.
:::
1.
Ally whimpered slightly.
It was one of those days. Those days were the days she had to present something in front of her class – in front of everyone – and come face to face with her stage fright. As usual, however, her stage fright restricted her from peace and comfort.
Her partner, Austin, eyed her shivering form with sympathy. He knew how being in the spotlight freaked her out, and how bad her phobia of being in front of everyone was, but he couldn't do anything to help her face her fears. He was displeased by the fact that he couldn't do anything to help her get over her fears. He's tried once, once upon a time on the Helen Show, but only ended up embarrassing Ally even further, and maybe made her case of stage fright even worse, if possible. If he could, he would take her place to present her project. He wouldn't understand what her words said, but hey, at least he would have attempted to explain it to the best of his abilities.
His only hope of helping her was giving her words of encouragement.
"Ally," he murmured, "Don't be afraid." He tugged on her arm and pulled her to her chest. His strong arms engulfed her small frame, as if acting like a protective shield against all harms in the world.
"Austin… I can't." Ally mumbled into his chest. "I'm not like you… I'm not confident… I'm insecure, I'm afraid, I'm nervous, I have stage fright… I'm everything you're not." He pulled away, far enough so that he could lock eyes with her.
"Of course not, silly girl. You're nothing like me." He paused for a dramatic effect. A smile graced his lips. "You're better," he told her with all honesty on his face. Ally cracked a smile at those sweet words coming out of his mouth. Austin always knew what to say to cheer her up. But in all honestly, in her opinion, he was better than she was. He was both sweet and kind. He always put her needs before his own. He was the sweetest guy she's ever known.
"Austin…" He just continued lecturing, ignoring her complaints about stage fright.
"Ally, just like the first song we wrote together – 'Break Down the Walls'. Take a chance, Ally. If you never do, then you'll never know what will happen next." He sent his songwriter a crooked smile. Like a chain reaction, a small, identical smile appeared on her face. Austin began to feel warmer when she sent him a tentative smile.
An idea popped into this mind and immediately, he began murmuring the lyrics to 'Break Down the Walls', in hopes of filling her with courage.
"Wa-oh, yeah stop hiding out in the shadows
Scared to show the world you exist
Don't lock yourself in the darkness
The world is so much brighter than this.
Yeah, if you never take a shot you're never gonna win.
"So turn it all around
And break down the walls, whoa
Come on and give it everything you can
Take a chance, make a stand and
"Break, break, break down the walls, whoa
Break down the walls, wa-oh
Break down the walls, wa-oh
Come on and take a chance, make a stand and
Break, break, break down the walls, break down the wall."
He stopped singing and sent her an encouraging smile.
"Thank you, Austin. You don't know how much these words mean to me."
"No prob." He sent her a flirtatious wink. "Go get 'em, Als." She nodded, filled with a newfound determination, however, that did not mean she wasn't nervous. In fact, she was still nervous, but she was feeling better now than how she was feeling before! And that was saying something!
Ally straightened up and pressed her lips into a tight line as she prepared come face to face with her fear. She fisted her notes tightly and stood in front of the classroom, preparing to deliver her project. Already, sweat beats were forming on her forehead, and she had not started her presentation. But she was determined to try her best! She owed Austin that, at the least.
Austin beamed at her brave front. He gave her one last enthusiastic wink before heading back to his seat and plopped right down. He was observing Ally closely, but not too close so that she would go into another panic attack. Instead, he just observed her in a supporting manner.
The boy, named Collins, who was sitting beside Austin, gazed at the duo in wonder. As soon as Austin sat in his seat, Collins began to satisfy his curiosity by shooting the blond some questions.
"So, Austin…"
"Hmm?" he mumbled without looking at the other boy. "What is it, Collins?"
"I was just wondering if you and Ally are dating," Collins questioned. As soon as those words left his lips, Austin did a double take. All previous thoughts were but forgotten in favor of focusing on that one statement.
"Huh?" he squeaked in surprise. "W-what?"
"I said, 'I was wondering if you and Ally are dat-'"
"Don't say that word!
"What? Dati-"
"I know what you said!" Austin exclaimed, cutting the boy off mid-sentence. "What I meant was, what makes you say we are dating?" They were not dating. He did not like her that way; they were only friends, Austin chanted mentally.
"You guys flirt a lot for 'just friends'," Collins shrugged, as if he were talking about the weather. Austin remained impassive at that revelation.
They did not flirt a lot. In fact, they didn't even flirt in the first place! Collins was going insane, Austin concluded. He needed to be put in a mental hospital.
Nothing was wrong. They acted perfectly normal for friends. Yes.
They were ONLY friends.
"We're friends and we don't flirt," Austin scowled at Collins. The tone in his voice left no argument. Collins rolled his eyes at his statement, ignoring the threat behind the words if he were to go on and voice his thoughts.
"Oh, whatever you say." There was a sarcastic tint to his voice, but Austin ignored it in favor of paying attention to Ally and thinking carefully about what Collins had said. "I just want the best for you, dude." A smile graced his lips as he watched Ally bumble around nervously.
"T-the br-brain is an essential p-part o-of the body. It h-helps-" Her silly antics always cheered him up, for some odd reason…
Even after all those previous events, however, when he got home that night, he couldn't help but wonder what about Ally's smile made him so giddy.
2.
Austin smiled at a brunette chick with attractive features sitting across from him.
The brunette's name is Tiffany. She winked flirtatiously at Austin, while twirling a strand on her hair absentmindly around her index finger.
"Austin," she whispered seductively. "Can we go on a date tonight?" Her shiny pink lips formed a cute pout when he refused to give her an answer. "Please?" The blond musician blinked once in response, snapping out of his trance as soon as the words 'Tonight' hit his ears. He was zoning out lately, she noticed with distainment. What was he thinking about that would make him unfocused, she would always wonder.
"Tonight?" She nodded in reply. He broke his gaze on her and ran his hand through his hair. "Tiffany, sorry, but I can't." The brunette frowned, immediately dropping the flirtatious act. Austin gave her a nervous smile, apologizing with his facial expression instead of words.
"But, why?" she complained. The taller of the two put his hands on her shoulders and looked her straight in the eye.
"Tiffany, I would love to be with out, but I can't. I have to help write a song with Ally – Ally Dawson – you know her, right?" he elaborated. His eyes lit up as he began talking about his partner, she noticed quietly.
Her frown doubled in size at the mention of the so-called songwriter. It was always 'Ally this,' and 'Ally that.' Why couldn't he understand that she disliked Ally?
What kind of boyfriend talks about another girl more fondly than his own girlfriend?
Austin, that's who.
Tiffany narrowed her eyes at the wording of his sentence. It was as if… as is he was carefully wording his thoughts. She had noticed, too, that he said, "to be out with you," instead of, "to go out with you".
Was she not attractive enough? Was she not suitable to go out with him? Or maybe was she over thinking this whole situation? She hoped, desperately, that the latter was the perfect explanation.
"If you don't know her, I'll introduce you guys! You'll love her, promise!" Oh she knew her, alright. She knew all about Ally from Austin and other people she went to school with. In fact, she, herself, went to the same school as the songwriter. She just wasn't introduced to the girl and as friendly with her as Austin was.
"Yeah. I know her," she ground out, bitterly. Austin sent a hesitant smile at her witty response.
"It's for my music career," he tried to reason when he heard that tone in her voice. "And Ally's just helping me on my journey to becoming a huge superstar. She's the best songwriter I could ask for." Tiffany glared. Austin didn't realize he was unknowingly flirting with Ally, damn it! "And there she is!" he announced, pointing out her as soon as he spotted her in the crowd.
"Ally!" he hollered. Said girl turned her head at the call of her name in aghast.
"Huh?" was all she could utter before the blond singer dragged his girlfriend to introduce to Ally.
"Ally!" Austin greeted enthusiastically. "What's up?" The songwriter smiled hesitantly.
"Hello, Austin. Hi there," she greeted to his companion.
"Hello," Tiffany bit out in pseudo-friendliness.
"I would like you to meet my girlfriend." He motioned for Tiffany to introduce herself.
"Tiffany, Tiffany Anderson," she blandly replied, without emotion.
"Uh… r-right… Tiffany. It's nice to meet you…" Ally oddly stuttered. She didn't have anytime to prepare herself for this meeting!
"And you're Ally Dawson – his songwriter." Ally nodded stiffly, embarrassed ever so slightly. "I've heard so much about you from Austin. It's nice to meet you." They shook hands.
Tiffany visibly stiffened. Ally was a really nice and friendly girl, albeit a bit a little shy and soft-spoken. Ally wasn't a bitch or a rude bimbo like most people she knew in school. However, Tiffany felt a little offended and a bit jealous of how much attention she received from Austin, her boyfriend, while she, Austin's girlfriend, received a significantly less amount of attention from said male.
Austin beamed as they got to know each other.
"Ally's the best songwriter you could ever fine, and I'm glad she's mine. I wouldn't ask for anyone else, ever. She's both beautiful, smart, and clever all rolled up into one – isn't she awesome? She's my best girlfriend." He threw a flirtatious smirk at Ally unconsciously, without knowing the consequences of his actions. Ally grinned in response and punched his shoulder playfully.
Tiffany stood at the sidelines, stiff as a board. She felt out of place… as if the roles were reversed. It was as if she was the best friend being introduced to Austin's girlfriend – Ally. The way he spoke about Ally insisted so. Not the mention when he said, "she's my best girlfriend," Tiffany felt even more threatened than ever.
They were just laughing with each other, as if they were the only people in the world.
By the way they were acting, they might have just been, she bitterly mused.
Even so, she knew they were truly the perfect couple… If only they could see how perfect they were for each other…
Later that week, Tiffany broke up with Austin, knowing that she didn't stand a chance against a girl like Ally, who Austin liked, but just didn't realize it. She knew that in the end, she would be the one hurting, instead of her ex, Austin. It was better that way, she realized.
Ally better treat Austin right, she thought after her breakup with the blond singer on Friday that week. She better treat him right, because she couldn't. She better love him right, because she couldn't.
She only wanted happiness for Austin, even if it meant she would be hurting inside.
And that happiness was Ally.
Tiffany only hoped that Austin realized Ally was the right girl for him before someone took her away before he had the chance to 'woo' her, and let her efforts and heartbreak go in vain.
3.
Austin glared at the brunette cell phone accessory guy as he placed his hand on Ally's lower back. All Ally did was blush like crazy, with a love struck expression in her eyes.
What the hell gave him that idea that he could touch Ally in that imitate way? Certainly not him! That was the understatement of the century, He wouldn't let guy, except him, to touch her.
Call him possessive.
Call him over-protective.
Call him selfish.
He wouldn't care, because it was all true. He hated how Dallas could touch Ally in a way he couldn't.
He didn't like her, of course! They were just friends, and only just friends! But still, that didn't mean he liked how Dallas was putting his hand on her!
Damn it, asshole! Get your hands off her! Only I can touch her that way, he brooded.
And what pissed him off even more was the fact that Ally didn't push him off or something! That's was practically encouraging him to continue his ministrations!
Austin quickly shrugged off his current girlfriend, Nicole, who was clinging to him tightly, and muttering, 'I have to do something, sorry,' quickly before fast walking to Ally and Dallas.
"Hey, Ally, Dallas," Austin greeted with less vigor than he normally would. He stuffed his hands inside his pockets so that neither Ally nor Dallas would notice his clenched fists.
"Hi Austin!" she greeted enthusiastically. Her arms went around Dallas' waist, and in turn, Dallas threw his arm over her shoulder and wrapped one arm under her petite waist. The brunette smiled down at Ally's cute actions.
"Hello, Austin," Dallas murmured, with a hint of something Austin did not recognize, in his tone.
Austin pressed his lips into a tight line. He swore quietly under his breath. He just realized something…!
He, Austin Moon, was jealous!
Jealous of who? Dallas.
That guy made unknown feelings – feelings of which he had never encountered before in his life like jealousy, over-protectiveness, and possessiveness – arise in him. Was this natural to hate the guy your best friend was dating? He wasn't sure; after all, he's never hated any of the people Dez or Trish dated.
When it came to Ally, however, he would scowl and growl at her dates. Why did her dates bother him so much when Dez's and Trish's could not?
"Funny seeing you here, though, Austin," Ally stated with a playful grin. Austin stared at her blankly. If he didn't know better, he would have assumed that Ally was doing all this… stuff – the flirting, the jealousy arising… everything! – on purpose. Was she trying to make him go insane?
No. Ally wasn't that type of person, he told himself. She was probably doing this coincidentally, he concluded.
"Haha… yah…" he mumbled. He shook his head of all those nasty thoughts, snapping out of his trance and began to focus on a way to get Ally to himself.
"Ally, uh, I know you're on a date and all, but can we spend more time with each other? It's been a while since we had some Austin&Ally time," Austin finished off unsurely. Was he getting nervous?
Damn it.
He is Austin Moon, the overconfident, cocky, outgoing guy, not the shy, insecure, nervous guy, his mind protested at his reaction towards seeing Ally with Dallas. Man it up!
"Maybe catch a movie or something? Or we could write a song together and that would be sufficient enough." Ally released her grip on Dallas, an action Austin greatly appreciated, and raised a curious eyebrow at her best guy friend.
"Austin?" She glanced between Austin and Dallas; the two most important buys in her life, excluding her dad.
Boyfriend or bestfriend was the question. Who was more important to her? She loved them both dearly, in different ways, though. Dallas was her long time crush and current boyfriend. Austin was her best friend and her bond with him went deeper than one could imagine.
She began to stutter nervously at the scrutiny she was placed under.
"I-I-I… U-uh… Aus-Austin… D-Dallas…" Her eyes wondered to both of them, taking in each of their facial expression. Dallas cocked his head to the side in wonder, whereas Austin's facial expression was laced with nervousness.
Ally stopped.
Wait.
What?
Austin's nervous face? Nervous? Austin Moon is actually nervous! That's unheard of!
A small smile lit her face as realization dawned on her.
Austin really wanted this time with her really much. She felt as if she owed him this much after all the times she put him off to spend time with Dallas. It was unfair to him, really. She would blow off her time with Dallas to spend time with Austin, she concluded with a firm resolution.
Of course, friends before boyfriends. Friends would always be there for you no matter what, even after your boyfriends break up.
"Dallas, I, uh, forgot that I need to, uh, spend time with Austin to, uh…" she trailed off, unsure what to use as an excuse to spent time with Austin. She paled slightly at Dallas' narrowed eyes. He was suspicious! She didn't want him to think that he wasn't important to her! He was – he was her boyfriend for Pete sake!
What was more important than her boyfriend?
Somewhere in the back of her mind, something echoed 'friends, parents, Austin…', but she ignored it and began to think of excuses.
Excuses, excuses, excuses!
"Ally has to help me make a new song for our website," Austin coolly added in to her statement, saving her from embarrassment. Ally's boyfriend gave an apprehensive glance before relenting and sending her a hesitant smile.
"Okay. I'll see you later, Ally; have fun." Dallas leaned in and kissed her cheek, murmuring an, 'I love you' against her skin, before walking in the opposite direction and waving over his shoulder, bidding a good-bye.
Ally faced Austin, who was inwardly fuming at the small cheek kiss, and grinned sweetly.
"C'mon, Austin," she quietly persuaded, "let's spend some time together." Austin grinned widely and nodded enthusiastically.
"'Kay. What'cha wanna do?" The songwriter paused, before an idea assaulted her.
"Cloud watching!" His grin fell at the mention of that hobby of Ally's. He was about to make a snide comment and complain when Ally beat him to it with a pointed look. "It's a repercussion for stealing my time away from Dallas," she reasoned, knowing Austin's slight dislike towards the so-called "boring", "un-fun" activity.
The blond musician grimaced slightly, but perked up at the thought of getting to spend more time with Ally, and taking the place of Dallas, at least for now.
He grinned crookedly, relenting and agreeing.
"Fine. Let's go!" He grabbed her wrist in a protective manner and dashed towards the fields for a good place for some cloud watching.
If Ally were to spend more time with him cloud watching, an activity he found extremely boring, than spend more time with Dallas, a guy he disliked immensely, he would take cloud watching any day.
Always.
Dallas gazed at the duo from the shadows. He was going to tell Ally that he would be out of town for a week to going on a vacation with his family when he encountered the scene that enfolded before him. He pressed his lips into a thin line when he saw how Austin and Ally interacted.
They acted so close, he observed quietly. Was it unfair to think that Ally shouldn't be together with Austin like that? It was irrational of him to think that Ally was cheating on him, but this scene raised his insecurities.
It was perfectly obvious that Austin liked Ally, and vice versa, but they were too clueless to get the message.
Dallas remained impassive, however.
He wouldn't tell Ally that Austin held feelings for her, and likewise. He wanted to keep her as long as he can, at least until Ally breaks up with him to get together with another person, say, for example, Austin Moon. But for now, he would cling to her tightly.
Yes, he admits he is selfish, but who wouldn't be when you have Ally as a girlfriend? She was perfect in every way.
He saw the way Austin looked at him when he kissed Ally's cheek. Austin was jealous; it was obvious, but he was just in denial, it seemed.
Dallas wasn't stupid, he knew that Ally used an excuse to spend time with Austin rather than himself, but he just wanted her happy. If she was happy with Austin, then be his guest.
He wanted to make her happy.
Austin was her happiness, he realized bitterly. He had hoped that when he and Ally got together, he would be able to be Ally's happiness, but, unfortunately for him, she only was slightly pleased with him with their time together. He knew Ally would object and spew nonsense about him being very important to her and crap like that, but he knew that she liked being in Austin's company more than his own.
When she was with Austin, she was herself. She was…
Happy.
What else could he wish for her?
4.
Austin slung a lazy arm over Ally's shoulder.
"So, your dad's coming back home from one of his music conventions, today, right?" Ally nodded.
"Yup." She avoided his gaze and began to glance around the room. Austin narrowed his eyes at her reaction and made an effort to make eye contact with her.
"What is it, Ally?" He hated being left out, especially if it involved Ally. Her face turned ripe red.
"He wants to meet you…" she mumbled. He raised a blond eyebrow.
"Huh? Who?"
"My dad," she murmured in detainment.
"…For what? We've already met. " Ally turned her head, thinking about how her father constantly teased her about "having a boyfriend going by the name of Austin, but hiding it from her 'dear old dad' and going behind his back, dating him."
"No-nothing," she stuttered awkwardly. Austin glanced at her from the side. He released his arm from her shoulder – which had Ally briefly missing the contact they shared – and spun the brunette around so that they faced each other. His hands came landing on her shoulders gently in a reassuring manner.
"Ally," he murmured, "you know you can tell me anything, right?" Their eyes clashed. You could almost see the chemistry!
She sighed in resignation as she felt her will power crumble.
"My dad wants me to meet you because he… he thinks we're… dating," she spit out with detainment.
After her nasty breakup with Dallas a month prior because of their lack of compatibility, she was still tender from the heartbreak. She still felt a little heartbroken about the newfound revelation, but she kept going on. She stayed strong for herself, and for those around her, so they, too, would not be depressed along with her.
She didn't want to be a burden on them. If anything, she wanted to help and be useful.
Austin blinked after Ally finished her confession.
"Oh," was all he muttered before turning on his heel and continued walking along the beach. He ignored the indigenous cries of 'huh…? Wait! Austin? What's that supposed to mean? Where are you going? Wait up!' from Ally, who was trailing him, in favor of indulging himself in his thoughts.
He purposely slowed down, after a few minutes, so that Ally could catch up to him. When she did, the brunette sent a weak glare to him, while panting and bent down, leaning her hands on her knees.
"Damn it, Austin. Not… not everyone has… long legs like you do… we can't… we can't be as tall… tall as you… Mr… Mr. I'm 6"(1.)!"
The blond musician raised an eyebrow at her bumbling, but nonetheless let her continue.
"Ally, you're ranting again." Ally straightened herself and fixed her dress as soon as she finished gaining her composer, muttering to herself.
"I blame my dad – he's so… noisy, after all, he thinks we're dating. We. Us. You and I. I told him over an over that we're just best friends, nothing more, nothing less. I mean, seriously? Why do people assume we're dating? We aren't! How many times do I have to say 'we're not dating!' for people to understand? They don't understand, too, even after I complain over and over again! Dang it! Some people are just are either incompetent or just slow to understand this simple concept of – " A warm hand enveloped her mouth, instantaneously making her stop her ranting. Her wide light brown eyes glanced up at Austin in surprise and in embarrassment.
This was unexpected.
Austin had covered Ally's mouth with his own hand. He let her express her feelings, but he wouldn't listen to her all day! He had things to do, and places to be, and who knew when Ally would finish her long argument?
Her rants were everything she described them as. They were everlasting, alright. She wasn't kidding when she said she could babble for minutes – hours even – without end. He should know, after all, he's experienced one of her "hour long rants".
"What's wrong?" Her eyes widened. He removed his hand, which smelled liked a fresh summer breeze, Ally noticed, allowing for her to speak.
"Huh?" Austin grinned cutely in response.
"What's wrong with those assumptions?" Unconscientiously, he, for some reason, was really grateful for those rumors. They kept guys, like Dallas, despite being broken up, away from Ally. However, on the negative side, that, too, kept some girls away from him.
"…not!" She waved her arms around in the air in exaggeration. He zoned out, he noticed with surprise. He got lost in his thoughts about Ally, again. It's been a regular occurrence, though… "We're not dating! Why would you accept these rumors if they aren't real? I don't want other people, like dad, to assume so!"
Austin shrugged nonchalantly. He wouldn't admit that he liked those rumors to Ally – no way! – but he just settled for voicing his thoughts on this particular topic.
"Let them think what they want. What they think shouldn't concern us, right?" It was rhetorical question, so the songwriter kept her mouth shut in unhappiness. The blond slung an arm over her shoulders once more, bringing her closer to him. He nuzzled his nose into her hair upon contact, smiling to himself.
"I don't care, Ally." She blushed heavily when she saw pairs of eyes rolling over the tow of them. Those onlookers who saw them assumed that they were a couple, when she just went through this topic just now! For the love of all things holy… Austin!
Lester Dawson observed Austin and Ally interacting. He knew that they would end up with each other some time in the future. He just knew it.
Later that night, when Austin had dinner with the Dawsons – with Lester and Ally – Mr. Dawson gave him this particular look that conveyed something along the lines of 'you better treat me daughter alright, or else.' The blond just gave him a slight nod, ignoring the fact that he didn't deny the fact that they were dating.
Maybe be was developing feelings for Ally.
Who knew?
A/N:
(1.) Ross Lynch is 6" tall, and dang… That's mad tall! I'm just 5"2 ½. Man… why can't I be taller, like grow 2 inches or something, at the least? But whatever! I still have several years to go before I stop growing! (You stop growing at 18, right? Or is it 20?) He's gonna keep on growing, too! (Ranting, ranting… sorry, but Ross just turns me into a fangirl. :/)
Well, we're done here! So, how was it? Honestly, I'm not sure how this came to be, buttttt I hope this reaches your expectations. (I'll write more Austin&Ally stories if you guys review! I have a bunch of stories in mind and I'm anxious to see if anyone likes my work so I could publish it… So, give me a review and I'll give a sneak peek to said reviewers, ok? Good deal? (: Make sure you enable PM and for those anonymous reviewers, leave an email or something so I can contact you with. Twitter, maybe?)
Oh, and 'Break Down the Walls' does not belong to me (It would be awesome though… I love the song – all the Austin&Ally songs, in fact.); it belongs to Disney. :/
On another note, I have a Trez (DezxTrish) one-shot in mind, so uh, is anyone interested in reading it? There's not much Trez stories on this site, so I want to be a wonderful addition to that section of this archive. Anyone interested? PM or review to give me an idea! :D
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