Hello again, dead readers! Yes, it is I, GreenNoseRing, raised from the ashes to write more COTT stories again! It has actually been a year since I have written any fan fiction, but I'm hoping to start up again, seeing as long as my schedule stays tight. I'm starting off my return by adding more new chapters to "Original Heroes" as well as writing more one-shorts and writing the spin-off to "What I Like About You", which is going to be titled, "Stuck in Troy With You." I hope you all read it, and enjoy it! Now I admit my writing may be a little rusty, but I hope to get back to normal soon!
My first new story is going to be a one-shot song-fic, based around A/A (of course!) and taken reference from one of my favorite songs, which I think matches the couple perfectly.
Disclaimer: I don't own Class of the Titans, but I really missed writing about it! I also don't own any song by Aly & AJ
"I'm going to teach Jay not to move in on my territory, and by my territory, I mean Atlanta!"
-Archie (Applet of Discord)
Protecting Me
You, you're always there for me
When I need you most
Day and night, you're by my side
Protecting me
"Why are you always so stubborn?" Atlanta asked, throwing her hands up in the air.
"WHAT?" Archie asked, "How am I being stubborn? All I said is that I'M not the one who's going to teach you to drive a motorcycle, because I don't want to be the one to write a speech for your funeral when you kill yourself, and I don't want to be the one to have to pay for a new bike when you wrap mine around a tree!"
"And I don't want to be the one who has to listen to you two scream at each other yet again!" Odie called from the TV room, where the rest of the team had settled down to watch the newest episode of (what else?) "Heroes."
"STAY OUT OF THIS, ODIE!" the two arguing teenagers yelled.
"SHUT UP!" the rest of the team called back.
Archie and Atlanta instantly fell back into their fight.
"Come on, Archie!" Atlanta practically begged, "It'll be fine. You'll be on the bike with me, and if there's even a moment when I think I'm going to crash, I can just bail, and YOU can hit the tree! Your practically-invincible body shouldn't get too mangled."
"Oh, well I guess when you put it that way….." Archie said, "My answer will have to be….no way in Hades!"
Herry got up and began to stomp towards his two friends.
"That's it," he grumbled, scooping them up in either arm, "You two are going to be taking this outside!"
The muscular youth opened the nearest window with his foot, and dropped Archie and Atlanta out, where they fell almost five feet before finally hitting the ground with a large THUMP!
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When I feel like crashing down
You seem to be around
There you are, you're not that far 'cuz…
After their epic battle of words was over, Atlanta sauntered over to Archie, his motorcycle helmet clutched underneath her arm.
"What are you doing?" Archie asked, angrily getting up, "I told you that you're only driving my motorcycle when Jay announces his passionate love for Cronus!"
"And I heard you loud and clear," Atlanta said, her voice a bit foggy through the helmet's visor. "But I need a ride to the track, and since Herry, Theresa, and Odie are utterly pissed off at both of us at the moment, you're my only means of transportation." She chucked the other helmet at Archie's chest, which he caught with an oomph!
"Shouldn't you have a helmet?" Archie asked as he pulled himself up.
"Don't need one," Atlanta said, sauntering towards the garage. "And, come think about it, neither do you. Your heads hard enough to protect you in any crash."
A few minutes later, Archie was grumbling angrily under his breath as he drove his younger teammate to the school, but was secretly turning bright red due to Atlanta's arms being placed around his waist.
"Holy Zeus, Archie! Do you think you can go any faster?" Atlanta called over the roar of the engine. "If I wanted to get there in an hour, I would've just asked for a piggyback ride!"
"Oh, and you think you can drive faster?" Archie asked.
"I could!" Atlanta almost-screeched, "If you let me!"
"Do you want me to pull over?" Archie shouted, sounding like a frustrated father talking to a misbehaving six year-old.
"Are you going to spank me too?" Atlanta asked
With that seemingly innocent (at least, to Atlanta's point of view) comment, Archie pressed on the breaks, causing Atlanta's head to bash into his. The red-haired girl, dizzy from the hit, tumbled off the bike and onto the ground. Archie jumped off the bike after her.
"Atlanta!" he shouted, picking up her head with his left hand, "Are you okay?"
Atlanta's eyelids flittered open, her confused mouth quickly forming into an angry scowl.
"What the HELL, Archie!" she screamed. "What was the point of hitting the breaks?"
Archie had to think fast. "I saw…..a cat….." he said, turning red once more.
Atlanta stood up, brushing the bits of gravel stuck to her clothes. "I think I can walk the rest of the way."
"Atlanta, wait," Archie called, running after her.
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Whenever, wherever
Baby
You'll protect me, no matter what
Hold me tight, with all your might, and
You'll never let me go
The run was officially a lost cause. Atlanta had cut her knee on her fall, and every movement hurt like a mother. So she dragged her sore self to a nearby coffee shop, ignoring Archie's disgruntled cries of apology behind her.
"Go home!" she called back to him. Archie's face fell, and he turned around, sighing in defeat.
Atlanta opened the door of the café, breathing in the ambrosia-esque smell of coffee beans.
"Tall coffee, please," she told the pierced barista, "Black." The barista mumbled under her breath and went back into the kitchen to pour the drink, leaving Atlanta as the only person in the room. She was just about to reach for her wallet when she felt a hand on her arm.
"Don't worry, my dear," a familiar voice said. "I've got it." Atlanta whirled around and gasped. She couldn't believe it.
Cronus?
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
You listen to me when
I speak out loud and you
You know right when my heart's been bent
When my life's tumbling around
You take me off the ground
You tell me everything's okay
Whether he liked it or not, Jay had become Archie's therapist. Whenever Archie had a problem with Atlanta, Jay always listened. And now was a time that Archie needed to be listened to.
"I honestly don't get her," Archie sighed from the couch. "One moment she's all happy and jumpy, the next, she's screaming at me over an accident!"
"Mmhmm," Jay mumbled from the easy-chair across the room.
"Maybe if she wasn't so darned bitter all the time, it would be easier to tell her that I…..wait a minute. Are you writing this down?"
"No!" Jay said quickly, hiding the notepad behind his back.
"You're not helping me, Jay!" Archie yelled angrily, just as his PMR rang. He looked at the caller ID.
"It's Atlanta," he grumbled. "Probably wants another ride." But it wasn't Atlanta's voice that answered, it was someone else.
"Cronus?" Archie asked, fury rising in his voice. "What are you doing? Why do you have Atlanta's PMR?"
At the sound of Cronus's name, the rest of the team ran in, weapons at the ready. But as they watched Archie talk, they all stood in a frightened silence.
"Oh, Archie," the god of time chuckled, "Are you actually concerned about that? Shouldn't you be worrying about that fact that I actually found your friend, and that she's in mortal danger?"
"Where are you?" Archie shouted. But Cronus merely laughed and hung up. Archie immediately through the walkie to the ground and stomped towards the door.
"Archie, what are you doing?" Odie asked, shaking his head in the stupidness of his friend.
"I'm going to find her!" Archie yelled, taking his Hephaestus whip out.
"Wouldn't it just be easier if you used the PMR'S tracking function?" Odie asked.
Archie stopped in his tracks. "Possibly."
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Whenever, wherever
Baby
You'll protect me, no matter what
Hold me tight, with all your might, and
You'll never let me go
"We're finally here!" Cronus said, cheerfully. Atlanta felt the bag pulled over her head being tugged off, and gasped in horror at their location.
The two of them were standing on what seemed to be an abandoned dam, and hundreds of feet below was a rushing body of water. Atlanta started shaking at what she assumed was going to happen next.
'Archie. I think I kind of need you right now.'
Cronus laughed as he raised the teenage girl over his head. Atlanta yelled and struggled, but was unable to get out of the god's tight grasp.
'Archie, I'm sorry I yelled at you. Now can you please show up before I die a very watery death?'
"I'm very sorry I have to do this, Atlanta," Cronus apologized, walking closer on the edge. "It wasn't in my intentions to have to kill one of the two females of the seven. Spoiling the prophecy or not, that just makes me a coward."
"You're a coward anyways!" Atlanta screamed, struggling harder to get free.
Cronus laughed again. "No, actually I'm not. And now you have to choose. Your boyfriend, Archie will most likely be showing up in a few minutes to rescue you. Now will you decide to save your life and have me throw him over the edge, or have me just get it over with now?"