Hello my loves! Here is a new story! This story is going to be a series of one-shots centering on the other couples from The Romance of Jadason that we didn't see so much of. If you haven't read that one you should probably go read it. The timings of these will be specified at the beginning, and will vary from early childhood to married life and all that good stuff. Some fluff, some recovery, some concern, ya know! SO enjoy this new story! :)
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING BUT MY OCs
Alana and Tanner: Age 11.
(TANNER POV)
I was walking around the mall with Naomi and Robert, and we were waiting for Alana to come back from wherever she went. She wouldn't tell us but she told us not to follow her and that it was a surprise. Whatever that means.
"Hey Mimi?" I asked.
She glared at me. "Don't call me that." she told me. I laughed.
"Okay Mimi, anyway, look at what they are selling over there." I said, grinning.
Her eyes widened and she looked at me. "Oh. My. God. They are selling the pineapple mango smoothie! C'mon! You two are slow!" she said, running over. Robert and I laughed and followed her.
She had already gotten her smoothie by the time we had gotten over there. She has been obsessed with those since as long as I can remember.
My parents were wary about sending us alone, so they sent us with Natalie and Eddie, who had decided to let us free. They're pretty cool.
"Mimi! Slow down! You'll get brain-freeze." I told her. She looked at me irritatedly.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT. If I wasn't otherwise occupied I would punch you." she said loudly. Suddenly a bunch of paparazzi appeared from basically nowhere and started writing stuff down.
"Ms. Stark! Can we get an official quote on that? Are there hard feelings between you and your brother?" they asked. I snorted at the ridiculousness and decided to set the record straight.
"No you cannot get an official quote on that. She's my sister. We bicker sometimes. We're normal humans. Get over it." I told them, walking away.
Some of them followed me. "Do you two bicker often? How are things going at home? Which of you is inheriting Stark Industries?" they asked.
Naomi got irritated and glared at them, taking one of their microphones and glaring at the camera.
"To your questions. Yes, we bicker often. We're TWINS. Home is fine! Why do you care? And we bot hhave an equal inheritance to Stark Industries! Don't you all have better things to do than stalk a bunch of 11 year olds at the mall?" she snapped.
They left and I grinned at both of them, who were standing next to each other extremely close. And I was about to say something when somebody tapped me on the shoulder.
I turned around to see Alana looking totally different. Her usually dark chocolate hair was purple with navy blue and pink streaks running through it, but they weren't straight streaks, they flowed with her hair, it was cool. And she had at least 6 piercings on one ear and 5 on the other. She also had a nose piercing, with just a tiny golden hoop through it.
"Elliot's going to kill you." I told her, blurting out the first thing that came to mind.
"Hah. As if he could." she said, grinning. "So? Do you guys like it?" she asked.
I grinned. "It matches your personality." I said. She smiled and flipped her hair mockingly.
"Why thank you." she replied, imitating those streyotypical snobbish girls. I laughed and looked at her. She has the prettiest eyes ever.
They're an interesting shade of pale pale blue, with a hint of a greenish tint in them, so like an extremely light aqua color. They look amazing wiht her medium toned skin and her new hair. Where she got blue eyes from nobody really knows, because her parents, her grandparents, and her great grandparents all had varying shades of brown eyes.
"Whatcha thinking about?" she asked me, playing with one of her new earrings.
"Oh uh- nothing." I said, blushing furiously. She looked at me curiously.
"Are you blushing?" she asked.
"No!" I said in wild protest before toning it down. "No I'm not. I'm just uh- sick. Right, sick." I said.
She looked at me skeptically but didn't push me. "Okay." she said warily, before jumping on Eddie's back and scaring him senseless.
Naomi came up behind me and whispered in my ear. "Somebody's got a crush." she sang teasingly.
I glared at her. "I don't have a crush on Alana." I said indignantly.
She smirked. "Who ever said anything about Alana?" she asked mischievously. "You know, for a child genius, you're not very bright." she teased.
"Right, what about your giant crush on Robert? Hmm? You loooove him." I asked her, teasing back.
"I do not!" she responded, although she was blushing intensely.
"Well, the color of your face indicates otherwise." I told her smugly.
She glared at me. "Says mister 'I love freaking Alana Garner'." she replied fairly loudly, looking pointedly at Alana who was standing a bit away. Luckily she didn't hear her.
"Two can play that game." I told her.
"Oh yeah? You're on." she said.
And thus began what was later referenced as the 'Crush War' where the two of us proceeded to try and play matchmaker. It included pranks and battle strategies and everyone was thankful when Alana and Tanner finally got together because Alana worked up the courage to ask me out. Because she's Alana even if I had asked her out first, she would've said no only to ask me out later that day. Because she's Lana. And then of course Naomi and Robert got together and started their long nights talking science and blah. Pssh. Boring.