A/N- Wassup? It be TOBN here with a new chapter for A-Z For MBAV!

Sorry updates are slower than promised; busy week I have/had since camp is next week [May 19-22: Unavailable for updates ;(], and have been studying for tests and going to parties regarding to families. [BTW, happy Mother's day peoples. Wanted to make a one shot for that...]

I will tell you now I need an idea for H. If you have one, that would be awesome :)

This one is inspired by GEM1588 and MBAV fan66 for these two words: Grandma and Gang. It got me thinking afterwards...

Shoutouts to...

MBAV fan66- You are right! Team Ethan for the win! Jokes! And Erica did get the last laugh from everyone. Some hickey, eh? Jokes! And I am excited you are excited for this chapter fanfic buddy! It was half your idea anyway! Thanks for the review!

LoveShipper- You are right. Who bets for that? The boys of MBAV of course! Jokes! Thanks for the review!

123456789vampire- Wowza. You okay? Want me to get ice? Jokes! Ethan is not a vamp, just a bite. Don't worry. But I am glad you laughed; that was the point I am pretty sure. Jokes! Thanks for the review!

And with that, let us get started! Drop a review/suggestion, okay? Okay.

ENJOY!


G Is For Gang

Character: Mainly Grandma's POV, but is based off the whole gang

Quote: "Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can changed the world; indeed, it's the only thing that ever has" -Margaret Mead (Think of the supernatural fighting MBAV gang. Jokes.)


They were fighting again.

Not supernatural,

No.

No they were fighting each other.

Grandma Weir sat in the middle of it all, listening carefully to what they were saying about each other. All the defense, all the words and snarky insults. They were all fighting about who was right, who was wrong.

No one was either.

They were supposed to be a team. Not a broken down group. They were supposed to work together; that is what their gang was. Being strong.

Grandma Weir had been with them ever since they had found out about supernatural. She had been with them every step of the way.

So naturally, all this was her business.

She loved the team more than anything. Precious teens who save the world multiple times. She couldn't forget those times.

When they saved her from her small coma after Stern's letter by saving the world from Stern. When they fought off Stephanie, her longtime arch enemy and saved the school by bringing her sorry ass down. When they saved Whitechapel from the multiple things that had could've killed them. They were heroes.

But not this time.

No, they were villains.

Sarah was screaming at Benny because someone hurt her lover and he wasn't doing anything about it.

Ethan was screaming at Erica for insulting him.

Benny was screaming at Ethan for getting mad at his girlfriend.

Erica was screaming at Sarah for not taking her side.

Rory was screaming at everyone to shut up!

Grandma Weir wanted to scream at everyone and spank them with lightening.

They shouldn't be fighting like this. They should be a team, and they know it. They were the backbone of Whitechapel. Without them, Whitechapel, even themselves, would crumple to ashes in defeat and loss.

Oh, what would Whitechapel do without this gang?

Benny was the spellmaster of the gang, the only magical source any of them had. He was the one who would protect them and would be able to conjure anything. If they needed food or a mandatory shield in seconds, he would be the one who would do that. He was the one who protects. But all he needed was some training. From her of course.

Ethan was the seer of the gang, planning with his powerful mind. He would make sure everything works and he would make sure that everything and everyone does their role. If they needed a good battle plan, or a last minute goal, he would be the one who would do that. He was the person who planned. But all he needed was some help.

Sarah was the heart of the group, bringing everyone up and fighting alongside her best friends. She would be able to encourage everyone to do something out of their comfort zone. She would be able to convince everyone to do something, if they wanted to or not. She was a heart of gold, and everyone knew that. She was the heart. She just needed some love herself.

Erica was the colder, more defensive person of the group. The badass, bad guy kicking girl. She perfected every martial art there was, and is a skilled fighter. She was as confident as she could be, but of course, her confidence dampened when she was insulted badly, or knew her insecurities. Grandma Weir knew she was a hard soul to get to, but of course, she just needed a boost from her friends.

And then there was Rory, the absolute joy of the group. Along with being a pretty good vamp fighter, and knowing how to "intimate" enemies, he was the optimistic one of the group. He will tell everyone that the move was awesome, or they screwed up terribly and would get back on their feet in no time. Even with his happiness, he still needed to happiness to bring with his own.

Every member of the team had its flaws or costs. But Grandma Weir knew that they were something no gang could get; they were friends. Best friends in fact. They were stuck together, and they couldn't be more happier.

As for Grandma Weir, she loved the gang as if they were her children. She adored how they would be able to stick together in good times and bad, and she appreciated all the times they had saved her or Whitechapel in general. They were her heroes, and she was happy she could be part of that gang and say that she helped them along the way with things needed to be learned, or things that they needed to say. Do better in.

When she saw them fight, it was absolutely heartbreaking. The hatred they'd express to each other made her heart shatter to pieces.

But when she saw them hug once again through tears, when she saw them forgive each other with open arms, when she saw them smile at each other and offer each other for an ice cream date or something, she knew one thing.

They were stronger than anyone she ever knew.

And that was why they were a gang.


A/N- And that is that! Hope you liked it ;)

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