The main characters and several others are genderbent. This is a one shot about Cindy/ Christian, realized he likes Juliet/Jimmy for then he thought. That he loves her.
Takers place during, S03E06, Stranded.
Christian laughed as Juliet tried tiring the roof down to the pillars of her treehouse. You think of years of twisting and manipulating wires, she would know how to tie a knot. They've been on the island for almost a week, both agreed it was time to settle down and relax.
By the third day, Juliet's skirt was completely torn from all the times they had been attacked by man-eating plants, giant spiders, and vicious snakes. She started using the left over fabric for bandages, leaving her in her long button up and tights. His clothes were torn as well, but not nearly as bad, which as strange seeing as he had been the one attacked the most out of the two.
It's not so bad, he thought.
"Aha!" Juliet cheered as she succeeded as knotting the leaves together. The sun had set, only a glances here and there of light from the moon lit up the beach they rested on. Her hair was undone from its swirly tail the prodigy usually kept it in.
He never realized how long her hair really was, it barely brushed her thighs. It was nearly as long as Sage's hair, he hummed in thought. But instead of the deep brown with its colorful streaks, Juliet's was a nice shade of a crimson tinted brown. Almost highlighting her tan skin.
Has she always been that tan?
Man, he thought, we have been getting darker sense we've been out here.
He knew that Juliet would never notice. She never cared about appearances, only facts. Lacking humanism emotions. Yet, it suited her. Her dirt coated cheeks, greases slicked hands, and hair fuzzed up from the electricity flying around her lab. Always having a warm glow to her cheeks as she blabbered about a new invention.
He wondered if she would notice a change in someone else's appearance. Would she notice her had gotten tanner, his hair as lighten up, his freckles were coming out? He notices her changed. The highlighting of a scar under her chin from when she got herself nicked by one of her crazy inventions, the slight curve of her hips that he's only notice recently along with the straps under her shirt. He always thought that she would be freckled like her mother, but he was proven wrong as the girl gotten darker as days go by.
He could easily recall the day he met her. Back when she first moved into town, after an accident at her old one, forcing her parents to hurry a move.
She was small, even smaller then she is now, pixie cut hair and vivid blue eyes. He remembers he towered over her, he remembers mistaking her for a first grader. He also remembers being kicked in the shin by the furies brunette as she screams at him that she was eight.
Did she remember that day? Did she even know that him? That he was the scrawny long haired boy, wearing overalls a size too big. That he followed her around the playground until he finds out her name. That he pushed Sage into talking to her, to see what school she went to.
He hadn't expected her to be in his class nor that she was even more clever to him. He wasn't as upset as he everyone believed he was, if anything, he was excited.
Finally, someone to talk to, someone to rival.
He had been so thrilled to find out she lived just a block from him. teasing her, pulling on her pigtails, truanting her; they all were his past time in elementary school and into middle school. Trying everything he could to bet her, to have her see him as her equal.
Sadly, he learned in sixth grade that he was a different league then she was. He came to the conclusion that he just would never catch up to a prodigy. Natural talent.
How could he bet natural talent?
That didn't matter he decided, as he watched the genius struggle understand human common sense and emotion. She was awkward, like she didn't understand how emotions worked, moving and talking like a robot.
But he knew better, he seen had at her worst; rage, suicidal, insane, and lustful. Personally, he thought she was more human then him. she got excited over the smallest things, like seeing the street lights change or seeing Goddard roll around in the grass. Almost childish joy.
Maybe that was went he realized that he liked her, that he wanted to be her friend. It wasn't until she and her girlfriends had a falling out during the school's talent show. He never saw the girl so lost before, it was as if the two outcasts were her archer to sanity.
He's pretty sure Juliet doesn't remember it. Him hugging her, telling her that she's going to be fine, that everyone is going to be fine. She never brought it up or mention it sense then. At that moment, he had realized he liked holding her.
"Crist!" Juliet called. He blinked, coming out of his trance. The genius was leaning over her railing, beaming at him. When has she ever been this happy to see him? When was the last time she smiled at him? A smile that wasn't smug.
He asked, "What?" She was still beaming at him, her wide blue eyes seemed to glow in the nightlight, her hair seeming shades darker, causing them to glare.
"It's beautiful isn't it?" she looked at the moon, "A piece of earth, 238, 855 miles away from any ocean, casting a glare of the sun on us, lighting the sky." The moon was full and appeared larger than normal.
But he wasn't looking at the moon. Why would he? When someone more beautiful was standing before him?
"Yeah," He answered, "She really is."
I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with you on this island….
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I actually planned on making a fem!Jimmy Neruton story that takes place in high school. If you like the idea, let me know.