"When I look into your eyes… I can see a love restrained…" Listen to "November Rain" my loves. It's by Guns N' Roses:)
"Look at me," Luna tells Sam.
"Okay, I'm looking," Sam simply responds.
And she is; she's just standing here looking at Luna, exerting little to no energy.
Here being the lakeside of Ketcham Park, where the teenage lovers have decided to spend the sunny afternoon experimenting with Luna's powers.
Luna can read Sam's unimpressed carelessness, and she frowns. "Dude, seriously. You're the one who wanted to coach me, remember?"
"I'm not a coach… I'm your professor."
"Fine, whatever. Just keep looking at me, okay? Don't look at anything else. Like, really look at me."
"I am?!"
Luna fiendishly grins as she imagines the various ways Sam could react to her parlor trick. It could be something as simple as a jaw drop, or a "Wow," or again uttering a certain four-letter word. She could literally faint, or jump up with joy, or even start bowing to her. Heck, she could decide to take all her clothes off and…
"Luna."
She snaps out of it to meet Sam's dubious eyes.
"What are we doing?" she adds.
"Oh, sorry. I was picturing you in your birthday suit," Luna quips.
Sam smirks. "It's November. My birthday's a little far off."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Luna says. "Okay, now I'm gonna go over there," she says, pointing out a spot a few yards to the east. "But you just keep looking this way, okay?" she instructs.
"Keep looking this way, got it," Sam says somewhat apathetically.
But Luna knows she won't be sullen for long.
She hurries over to the spot she pointed out, and Sam diligently keeps looking where she was standing before.
"She's so cute when I'm telling her what to do…" Luna thinks.
And she decides to have some fun before proceeding with her experiment.
"Sam, look! I'm showing my boobs!" she fibs, and Sam quickly looks over.
Once she realizes she's been duped, she blushes and frowns. "Hey, no fair. I was really trying not to move!" she pouts, and Luna just smiles.
Then, she raises her right hand, and channels the peculiar latent energy that surges through her veins.
And with it, she's able to move time back to the not too distant past, and the whole world with it.
*REWIND*
But not herself. She remains in her happy little spot east of Sam.
The blonde with the blue streak widens her eyes. "Luna is gone! She was just here a minute ago! Where could she be?" Luna mockingly thinks.
Sam looks all around, and sees Luna arrogantly standing there. She does a little curtsy.
Sam's jaw falls, almost exactly like the moment she first witnessed Luna's power.
"No way…"
And Luna just beams from ear to ear.
Sam hurries over to her. "How did you do that? You were literally just over there?" she says, pointing over to their previous spot, all dumbfounded.
Luna leans a little closer, still wearing an unwavering smile. "Time travel, dude."
Sam just looks at her with an adorably perplexed expression.
"I told you. When I rewind, I don't move. Everything else does."
Sam is happily aghast. "Oh my gosh! You can teleport, too?! You're a Bishop Nightcrawler baby!" she exclaims.
And Luna plays it cool, even if it isadorable.
"Dude, you've gotta chill with the X-Men references. I'm still new to it," she says- totally copasetic.
But Sam couldn't be more elated. "Well, I'm new to you having super powers!... Do it again!" she giddily cries.
And Luna breaks. She has to chuckle, and her cheeks turn a little red.
"Okay, okay… Just do the same thing again," she says as she begins walking somewhere new.
"Do something cool this time! Go somewhere that will totally blow my mind!" Sam pleas.
"Alright, I gotcha. Just keep looking where I was standing," Luna reiterates, and she thinks about her next move.
"Okay… Can't take too much time here or I'll have to rewind again… I don't wanna push myself too hard…"
She thinks about maybe jumping into the lake.
"Nah… I don't want to get wet… I could take my clothes off, but she'd like that too much. And I don't need to get in trouble for public indecency… Again…"
Then she gets the idea to climb up a tree.
"Perfect," she thinks aloud.
"I'm waaaaiting…" Sam taunts.
Luna just brushes it off as she takes her place upon the most accessible limb of the tree, and she gets comfortable before getting to work.
Once she's steady, she raises her right hand.
*REWIND*
Sam is once again in her original spot, looking out at the distance. Luna was standing just in front of her, but somehow, she's vanished.
She frantically looks all around, but she can't find her anywhere.
"Luna?!"
"Over here!" the other girl hollers, and Sam turns to see where it was coming from.
Luna hangs upside down from the tree limb, smiling wide.
And again, Sam is awestruck.
"No freaking- How the heck did you get up there?!" she begs to know as she rushes over to meet her.
Luna maneuvers herself back on top of the branch. "With my spider powers, Mary Jane!" she jokes.
Sam guffaws to herself as she tries to digest just what's going on, and Luna brazenly descends the tree to meet her back on the ground.
Once they're face to face again, Sam finally musters out some words.
"…Dude?!"
"Right?" Luna simply says, still gleaming.
"Oh my god!" Sam blurts out, placing her hands over her head.
"Yes, I am a god," Luna brashly quips as she looks at her fingernails, and Sam just continues spazzing out.
"I can't believe it… You really can go back in time, can't you?"
Luna just proudly takes it all in.
"This is so- freaking awesome! You're officially the coolest person I've ever met!" Sam blurts out.
"Ugh, I wasn't before?" Luna quips.
"Yes! I mean, yeah, you were- are, agh! Coolerest now!" Sam sputters, and Luna can't help but giggle to herself.
"Oh man, this is too crazy. You could literally be rewinding like- all the time, and I wouldn't even know it!" Sam says. "Wait a minute…" she adds as she lowers her brow. "Have you seen me naked?"
And Luna just playfully shrugs.
"Ah! Luna!"
She bursts into laughter. "Haha! I'm just messing with you… Or am I?"
"I don't even care. I'm dating a real life mutant!" Sam proclaims. "…Let's elope."
And Luna has to laugh again.
Soon after, she excitedly gasps, and claps her hands together. "Oooh! I got an idea!" she tells Luna, and she rushes over to her backpack, which rests safely at the base of a nearby tree.
Luna tries to eye over her shoulder, but it isn't until she's returned with what she was looking for that she catches on.
"I thought you said that was a hunk of junk?"
"I did, but it suits you," Sam jokes as she hands the old, familiar Polaroid camera to her self-proclaimed future wife.
Luna just glares at her.
"I meant because you're a hipster," she clarifies with a smile.
"Thanks… Who doesn't love being called a hipster," Luna jokes back as she takes the camera.
"What's with the camera though?"
"Well, I was thinking we could take pictures like we did that one day we first came out here," Sam begins. "I know you love taking pictures," she says with sincerity.
But Luna's still a bit skeptical. "So…?"
"Now, I'm thinking we can use it for your training," Sam explains, and she dons a serious face.
"…Luna Loud, you are a mutant. I am here to guide you, to show you the way," she says, imitating Patrick Stewart's Charles Xavier.
Luna laughs through her nose. "Okay, Chuck. What's my assignment?"
Sam sneers. "First, lose your clothes."
Luna gives her a look that playfully says: Really?
And Sam breaks. "I'm kidding… For real now- you say everything else moves around you when you rewind, right?"
"Yes, master," Luna plays along.
"Okay. So I'm thinking; what if there's like- some sort of field around you? Like, that's why you don't move?"
Luna says nothing.
"Maybe you can rewind other things with you? Maybe even people!"
Luna feels uncomfortable with this notion. It's one thing to put herself at risk- that's her choice. It's another to potentially put someone else in harm's way.
"Uhh… I don't know, Sam…"
"Baby steps, Lunes. I'm not telling you to rewind me- not yet anyway…"
"What I am saying is: why don't you take a snapshot with our old friend here," she says, patting the camera in Luna's grasp, "and see if you can keep the picture it takes."
"If it works, you will have eliminated any and all doubts that you're a liar face."
Luna raises her brow. "And if it doesn't work?"
Sam alluringly smiles and bats her eyebrows. "I'll think of something."
"Wow…" Luna simply utters, and she prepares her camera.
"Okay, I'm ready. What do you want me to take a picture of?"
Sam thinks it over, and the proverbial lightbulb shines off.
She animatedly gets bow legged, shoves her thumbs into her nostrils, and sticks her tongue out.
"How do I look?" she mumbles.
Luna laughs. "Heheheh… Never better," she tells her, and she proceeds to take the embarrassing photograph.
The picture prints off, and Luna shakes it to reveal a quality snapshot.
Sam goes over to have a look, and they share a laugh.
"Okay. It's safe to say that's the only existing picture of me looking like that."
"So, now you rewind, you show me the picture, and I'll have no choice but to believe you."
"Or think I drugged you and made you take silly pictures," Luna jokes.
Sam teasingly frowns. "Cynical… Cynical girl!" she sings.
Without further ado, Luna looks at her right hand, and raises it to channel her energy once more.
*REWIND*
She comes to, and again catches Sam by surprise with her "teleporting."
"Dude! That is so freaky!" she exclaims, and she rushes over to Luna.
While the so-called time warrior just stands there all doe-eyed, Sam's eyes widen with even more amazement.
"Oh man… No way!"
Luna snaps out of her daze. "What?"
"Dude!" Sam simply says, pointing to the camera in Luna's hands.
"Did we already do it?!"
Luna looks down to her camera, and can't help but smile.
"Dude…" she musters out.
And Sam spazzes out again. "Ahhhhhhh! Sweet nuts! This is too cool! Did you take a picture?!"
Luna remembers that she did take a picture, and it was an indispensable piece of art.
She holds it up, and sure enough, the picture maintained through the rewind.
"Holy…"
Her heart begins to race as she shows the photo to Sam.
Upon seeing the photo, she grows dumb and folds her hands over her mouth.
"I- literally have chills!"
After a moment of absorbing the reality and looking at the photo, Luna smiles.
"You know, this might be my new favorite picture," she tells Sam.
…
But she's still in a stupor.
"Sam?"
"This is real… It's really real… Oh my god," she says, and she anxiously turns around.
"Babe?" Luna concerningly says as she places a hand on her shoulder.
Sam turns back to face her, wearing the shock on her face.
"Sorry… Just…"
Luna deflates. "Yeah, I know… I'm a freak…" she dejectedly says, and she turns away to frown to herself.
"No, it's not that," Sam says, and now she's placing a hand on her shoulder.
Luna now meets her eyes, and the girl softly smiles.
"You're amazing… This is amazing…" she says.
And it warms Luna's heart. She knew she was taking a risk allowing Sam to get in on her secret, but the way she looks at her with those sweet baby blue eyes makes her realize it was no mistake.
And for a little while, they just gaze into one another's eyes.
Eventually, Sam places her hand on Luna's cheek, and Luna takes a panicked breath.
"Oh god…"
"I… have never been so turned on…" Sam confesses.
And Luna's eyes widen.
But Sam doesn't falter. She pulls the girl in for a kiss, and she really puts her all into it.
"She wasn't kidding!"
It gets hotter and heavier, and this cataclysm of youthful hormones begins overwhelming Luna.
"I'm hooked on a feeling!"
But as she feels herself falling deeper in, ready to maybe even take things to a new level, Sam abruptly ends the kiss.
"Babe," Luna utters, practically begging her to continue.
"Luna!" she alarmingly blurts out, holding her philtrum.
She moves her hand away to reveal smeared blood.
Luna feels a new warmth from her own lip, and checks to see that her nose is bleeding.
"Damn it…"
Luna pulls a tissue out from her pocket, and can't help but tear up because she's so embarrassed.
"I'm sorry," she weakly tells Sam.
"Are you okay?" Sam asks, evidently more concerned with her actual well-being.
"I told you I just- I get excited…" she tries to tell her.
But Sam saddens as she realizes the truth.
"Your powers…"
Luna looks anxiously looks to her.
"That's why you get your nosebleeds… That's why- in class- at the dance…" she thinks aloud, and she gloomily looks to the ground.
"I just can't catch a break…"
"Sam, it's not what you think… I'm fine! Seriously! I haven't had one in a while! I swear they're getting better!"
Sam finally looks up to her, but her eyes are still full of worry.
"Luna… Why didn't you tell me?"
And Luna has nothing to say.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Sam repeats, placing her hand on Luna's cheek again.
Luna looks into her sorrowful eyes, and places her hand on top of hers.
"I didn't want to scare you…"
"Luna… If I knew it would hurt you, I wouldn't have made you do this stuff!" she cries as she lowers her hand.
Luna sighs. "Sam… I needed this. I really did. I've kept this a secret from you for so long, and I wanted so bad to tell you… You would've never believed me if I didn't- show you, somehow…"
Sam sorrowfully sighs too. "I just don't want you to hurt yourself…"
Luna sighs once more, and just watches on as Sam sulks to herself.
But she finally makes a move, and invites her into her embrace.
"Hey…" she says, pulling her in close, wrapping her arms around her.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm being extra careful from now on, okay?" she promises, gently nudging her finger under Sam's chin to get her to meet her gaze.
Sam looks back with those glossy, sorry eyes.
"Promise me you won't rewind anymore."
Luna smiles a soft, reassuring smile. "I promise."
Sam still meets her with incredulousness.
"Well… Starting now anyway. I promise, Sam."
Sam sighs, and smiles a soft little smile of her own.
"Okay."
I'm a sucker for puppy eyes. The Last of Us ending…
Anywho… Thanks for reading as always, and it probably goes without saying that you're all glad things aren't all sad like last episode… Yet;)
For reals, thanks again, and I hope you enjoy what's to come!
