Notes: Hey, guys!
Thank yu so much for the comments and the kudos. I am so sorry I disappeared. I downloaded a video editor and spent some weeks (literally) making a genderbender version of the Hobbit... My friend Ayla says I need help. Or Jesus.
But anyway... I'm back!
I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 7
"I'm telling you, Bran. There's something there. The scene I saw? It was out of one those corny rom coms."
Bran didn't look happy about it. "San!" He turned to his big sister. "Tell me it's a lie."
"To be quite honest, I have no idea." She shrugged. "Marge thinks they're together, I don't. But I never asked her."
"Why?" Edmund asked curious.
"Sue is very private." She reminded him. "She doesn't like discussing her personal life."
Edmund arched a brow. "I thought this was with me, because I'm her brother. I didn't know it also applied to you guys."
"Are you kidding?" Sansa snorted. "It took us days to make her tell us about Caspian! Even when they decided not to go out anymore. Dany and Tauriel were ready to knock on his door, because they thought he'd done something to scare her."
They all sighed together. It sounded like something Susan would do.
"I don't believe she's with Éomer." Bran insisted. "He's crazy over Lotty."
Edmund was going to remark on that when the door opened and Robb entered the apartment. "I'm home!" He sang.
"This isn't your house, you prat." Sansa said affectionately, letting him kiss her cheek.
"How absurd!" He protested dramatically.
Robb dropped a kiss on Bran's forehead and gave Ed a quick hug.
"Hey, Robb…" Bran started carefully. "What do you think of Susan?"
Robb didn't even turn from the fridge he was raiding. "She's a great woman." He answered simply.
Ed arched a brow. "That's it?"
Robb grabbed the milk from the fridge and closed it. "What do you want me to say, Ed?" He asked sincerely, as he walked around the kitchen, grabbing a bowl and cereal. "That she's brilliant, gorgeous, charming?" He sat by the table. "You probably already know that."
Bran and Ed shared a look.
"I didn't know you thought that." The Pevensie finally said.
Robb sighed as he put his spoon down. "I have eyes, Ed, and a working brain." He spoke softly. "Your sister is out of this world, only a fool wouldn't see it."
"Oh." Sansa put her hands on her chest. "That's so sweet, Robb."
"So you're into her." Bran celebrated.
"She's with Éomer." Robb spoke in a tone that broke no argument. He wasn't going to talk more about this.
"She isn't!" Bran insisted. "It's so freaking obvious he likes Lotty. Susan isn't stupid to be with a guy that likes someone else."
"Lotty?" Robb arched a brow. "Really?" He chuckled. "They'd make an interesting couple."
"And Susan would be free…" Ed commented, trying –and failing –to sound casual.
Robb rolled his eyes. "I don't think she sees me that way." He indicated.
"Why?" Sansa asked, curious despite herself.
Robb was silent for a long moment, his eyes fixed on a spot on the table. The other three occupants of the room traded looks, a bit worried.
"I'm not sure." He finally admitted. "But she must have her reasons and I'm okay with that."
"But…"
Sansa elbowed Edmund and gave him a look.
This was enough of this mess. She was going to fix this.
But she needed help from the others.
Game on.
XxX
Legolas and Tauriel had been friends for a very long time –since pre-school. They grew up together, went through that weird phase where they thought they might fancy each other, got over that phase, became rebels, went back to being the good kids…
When Tauriel announced she was joining the police, Legolas was shocked. He always imagined she was going to stick around, work for his father's company, just like he'd always planned on doing.
And when she left… He felt so jealous. He saw that she was taking command of her life, following the dreams –those secrets dreams they'd shared –and he was doing what was expected of him. He was staying behind, because he was too scared to do something.
So he followed her.
He just never imagined that it would lead him to this point of his life.
"Do you need help, Tyrell?"
Margaery threw a look over her shoulder and seemed to think it over. Legolas almost snorted at that; she was carrying four big bags and trying to open the door at the same time. It was obvious she needed the help, but Marge would never just ask something. Not when she could make a person offer and then feel like the luckiest idiot for being granted the honor of serving her.
She let her eyes fall to her own ass. "My key is on my back pocket."
Legolas gave her a flat look, then pulled his own keys to the front door. "You're no fun, Greenleaf." Marge rolled her eyes.
He opened the door. "I live to annoy you." He passed his gym bag to his other shoulder, then took two of her bags from her.
Margaery gave him an amused look. "Are you trying to keep your position on the list?"
"What list?" He arched a brow.
She gave him a sweet smile.
"Didn't you say you had work to do?" He asked as they climbed the stairs.
"I do have." She informed him. "Then I noticed I had no coffee in the house, so I had to go out to buy some."
Legolas made a show of looking at her bags. "That's a lot of coffee."
Margaery sighed dramatically. "Then I decided I want to make a recipe my grandma used to make, so I had to buy the ingredients. Then I remembered that it was best served with a very specific white wine and it went very well with a specific cake."
"I see." Legolas commented, holding in his grin. He wasn't about to let her know she was charming. Sometimes.
They stopped in front of her apartment and she pulled her keys. "Wanna come in?" She invited with a smirk, shoulder against her door frame.
Legolas snorted. "No way."
"Afraid of me, Leggy-boy?" She teased.
He arched a brow. "Afraid?"
"Are you concerned I'm going to attack you? Taint your purity?"
Legolas rolled his eyes. "I'm pretty sure I can resist your feminine wiles, Margaery."
Margaery chuckled. "Oh, I love that one!"
Legolas grinned, despite himself. "Feminine wiles?"
"Isn't it terrible?"
"You are terrible, Tyrell." He informed her.
She gave him another amused look. "Careful there, Greenleaf. Your crush on me is showing."
Legolas leaned his shoulder against the wall. They were a bit too close. Actually, closer than they'd ever been before.
It wasn't rare for them to tease each other, or just plain try to annoy each other. There was something about Margaery that made Legolas feel a bit bratty.
But like this?
"Maybe it's wishful thinking on your part." He offered.
Margaery had the most amazing pair of eyes; when she turned those baby blues on someone's direction and batted her eyelashes… They might as well admit defeat immediately.
"Maybe it is." She spoke softly.
That was new. And likely a trap.
"Do you want to admit something, Tyrell?" He egged her on, because now he was curious.
She touched his chest, very lightly –just the tip of her finger, barely any pressure. "Do you want me to admit something?"
"Oh god, would you two just fuck already? This is so annoying."
They both turned to find Gendry standing by the door of his apartment, a backpack on his hand. He had a completely unamused look on his face, like they'd just ruined his day.
"Why so serious, Waters?" Margaery teased. "Are you missing your Arya-fix of the day?"
"So funny, Tyrell." He drawled. "How did you go from stocky to blondie?"
Margaery snorted, but for Legolas it was a reminder. Margaery was all about playing games and he was letting her have fun with him.
"Bye." He said, leaving her bags by the floor and continuing on his way up.
He was better off staying away from her Margaery Tyrell. She was nothing but trouble.
XxX
Dany massaged her temples. "Why are you all invading my apartment?"
"This is very serious, Dany." Margaery insisted, a grin on her lips. "We're just using your apartment as a base of operation."
Dany gave the other woman a flat look. She might as well just let them get on with it, so she could enjoy the rest of her Sunday.
"What's the problem?" She asked, sitting on her couch, besides Éowyn, who was petting Rahegal like he was a cat.
"The whole Susan-Eomer-Robb-Lotty thing." Sansa explained.
That explained why the other two women were not there…
"What about it?" Tauriel asked.
"So… I think Robb actually has a crush on Sue." Sansa started saying. "And I was absolutely sure Eomer had a thing for Lotty…"
"Especially after the way he jumped to say she was so smart." Margaery cut in.
"Yes, but…" Sansa worried her bottom lip. "Edmund saw Sue and Eomer last night and he thought they looked beyond… Cozy."
Dany arched a brow. "I thought we had cleared they're not together."
"We think they aren't." Margaery indicated.
All the eyes turned to Éowyn. The blonde woman rolled her eyes. "What do you want me to say? I don't know! If I ask Éomer directly there're high chances that he won't answer just to be stubborn."
"But what exactly do you want to figure out, San?" Tauriel asked.
"Well… I want to know if they're together."
"Because if they aren't your brother could date Susan?" Éowyn asked.
"Wow… When you say it like that it makes me sound like a terrible friend…" Sansa grumbled.
"Chill out, darling." Margaery waved the concern away. "We just want them to be happy."
"You don't have the right priority." Dany pointed out.
"How so?" Tauriel asked intrigued.
"It doesn't matter if Eomer and Sue are really together at this point. Mostly because we all believe that Lotty likes Robb. If she does…"
"Eomer being single makes no difference." Sansa concluded with a sigh.
"Besides, it isn't fair that we're here deciding all of their love life without them knowing." Tauriel indicated. "I wouldn't like it."
That made all of the women sigh in defeat.
"We can solve a part of this really easily." Dany spoke up.
"How?" Éowyn asked curious.
"Just ask Lotty if she's into Robb." Dany indicated. "She isn't the type to play coy. She'll tell us."
They all traded looks. "I feel like we're back on sixth grade." Éowyn sighed.
Margaery pulled her mobile and pressed Lotty's name. The younger woman answered on the second ring. "Lotty, I need to ask you a question."
"Does it have to be now?" Came the answer through the speakerphone. "I'm in the middle of an episode of 'Vampire Diaries'."
Margaery rolled her eyes. "It's really fast. Just pause it."
"Ok. What is it?"
"Do you like Robb?"
They all became dead silent as they waited for her answer.
"Of course I do! He's so nice and sweet."
Margaery sighed. "So you'd like to date him?"
"Wait! What? No!"
"No?" Margaery repeated. "Now I'm confused, Lotty."
"I like Robb, but I don't like like him." Lothíriel explained. "When I look at him I see one of my older brothers. He's just a really nice guy."
"Oh." Margaery was surprised by that piece of information.
"I gotta go. Katherine is about to kill that guy!" And she hung up.
They all looked at each other.
"Well… I guess she doesn't want Robb." Tauriel commented.
"Why did we wonder about it for so long?" Sansa asked confused. "We could have asked this a month ago!"
"Now we know." Dany shrugged. "So what?"
"We have a problem." Éowyn indicated. "Sure, Lotty doesn't like Robb, great. But what about Susan and Eomer? Are they together? Is Lotty even remotely interested in my brother?"
"And why the hell Susan doesn't like Robb?" Margaery threw in. "I never understood that."
"She doesn't dislike him." Dany indicated. "Maybe she just doesn't see him that way."
"I don't know." Sansa sighed. "I think it's more than that."
"We have a new mission!" Margaery decided. "Figure the relationship between those two! ASAP!"
Dany huffed. "Great, perfect. Now can you all get out of my apartment?"
XxX
"Hello, Sansa."
Sansa cringed, but now there was no escape. Sometimes she cursed her mother for raising her to be so polite. "Hello, Melisandre." She smiled politely at the other woman.
She was about to put the key on the front door when Melisandre pulled it open.
The older red head looked Sansa up and down, like she was analyzing her and picking her apart. It was a bit uncomfortable. Okay, it was really uncomfortable.
"Tell me, Sansa…" Oh man, here it came… "Do you have a man in your life?"
Sansa had to hold in a groan. When she first met the Red Woman –as Ragadast called Melisandre behind her back –she thought this was an impertinent, inconvenient question. She then learned it was an opening for something way worse.
"I don't, Mel." She replied, expecting the worse.
Melisandre sighed heavily, like it was expected news, but still sad. "Sansa, you are a young flame…"
Oh Lord, it was beginning.
"You have a restlessness in your spirit; it comes from the lack of release." The woman explained.
Oh great. That was just peachy.
"There's nothing wrong with self-pleasuring when…"
Oh no, no!
"That's lovely, Mel, I've got to go." She hurried, almost pushing the other woman out and closing the door behind her.
Only to come face to face with Jon.
Would this moment never end?
"Sansa." Jon nodded at her. His eyes were on the ground, though, avoiding hers, as if he was… Embarrassed.
"You heard it, didn't you?" She groaned.
Jon nodded, his lips pressed together, like he was holding in something –more likely laughter. Sansa wanted to die.
"Is that what Margaery meant by 'weird sex advice'?" He asked, amusement coloring his words.
"That was not even the beginning of what she can say at any given moment." Sansa informed him in a pained tone.
"I'll keep that in mind." He gave her a solemn nod.
She sighed and started going to her apartment.
"And Sansa?" Jon called, his hand on the knob of the front door.
"Yes?"
"She's right, you know?" He teased, though he seemed a bit embarrassed to be saying it. "Nothing wrong with self-pleasuring."
Sansa felt her face going up in flames.
Notes: So the mystery persists... Are Susan and Éomer together?
Jesus, those guys are all crazy.
Margaery is trying to drive Legolas crazy, that's for sure.
And Jon... So naughty! lol
Let me know what you think!
