Angel: Finally done with this episode...after I just finished my last essay for two classes too XD Haven't seen any new episode titles so far, so we might be another hiatus...
Which will give me time to work on my Tangled Series! I think I'll release it...maybe after my finals, which is on Wednesday. Yeah, I'll wait until exams are over. I'm only on episode 9 right now, so I still gotta write the rest.
"You want me to what?!" Amy whispers as they're outside in the alley of the shop.
"Hire our new friends!" Raph explains to her. "Mellie, you're overworked. You deserve a break!"
"If I'm so overworked, how could I run this place ever since I was 11?" She points to the back door. "11!"
"But you can't do this all by yourself. And all you do most of the time is work!" Mikey pouts at the brunette.
"I made it clear why and not true. Homework, helping my mom, paying for damages that you guys cause-"
"Please, dove. Just consider it," Leo interrupts, giving her a small smile.
"It's only a trial run. Not really that hard," Donnie waves it off while typing on his wrist computer. "April just said that they're from your school and they need the money. Ann's father is in the army and Lily's mom is a single mother working two jobs at minimum wage."
"If they're from school then how come I didn't hear about this issue from any of them?" Amy places her hands on her hips and Leo suddenly remembers something, rubbing his neck in embarrassment. Hopefully she won't hate him...
"Oh...well, this is embarrassing, but I think I accidentally hit the mute button from your robot when I visited yesterday."
She sighs slowly, seeing puppy eyes from all of them except Donnie of course. Well...she supposes she could give them a shot...they came all this way and waited for who knows how long just to come here, after all...
"...Fine. I'll give them a trial run."
"Ooh! Can we watch?" Mikey waves his hand in the air. "We wanna learn too!"
"I've taught you guys this like 3 times."
"We, uh...need a reminder for next time," Raph rubs his neck. "So that we don't forget."
She rolls her eyes and slams open the back door, walking up to the two girls. Lily is in the kitchen, standing in front of a station. She slices chocolate pieces, slowly putting them into a bowl.
"What are you doing?" She demands, startling the blonde.
"I-I'm cutting chocolates. I'm cutting chocolates?" The girl replies nervously, wondering if that was okay.
"No! You waste energy and time!" Amy grabs a wheelcart using her leg, placing a clean bowl on top rapidly. "You think baking is a cute job, eh? Like Mommy in the kitchen?" She starts cutting the chocolate in a fast pace, not even cutting unevenly as she stares at Lily while talking. "Well Mommy never had to face a rush when the orders come flooding in and every dish is different and none of the ovens running at all with the different baking times, but must arrive to the customer exactly at the designated time hot and ready!"
Using the knife, she flings the cut pieces into a bowl. "Every second counts and you cannot be Mommy!" She goes over to the rack for aprons, grabbing hers and putting it on. She tosses one to Lily, to her surprise. "Get your friend. I'm gonna show you how it should be done."
The turtles blink at her. They knew she was dedicated, but never like this...
When Ann and Lily are cleaning up after decorating, Amy comes over alone as the turtles are peeking over the girls' shoulders.
"What is this?" She gestures to the mess next to them. "Keep your station clear," Amy grabs the large stack of pans and cooking utensils, throwing them into the sink. "When the rush comes, what do you think is gonna happen?" She starts picking up all the dirty dishes. "Every station slows down. Food doesn't go, and you're left with a pile of things to clean!" She throws the last one into the sink, turning to the two girls.
"I'll make this clear enough for all of you. "Keep your station clear OR I WILL KILL YOU!"
The six recoil back and she leaves, all of them blinking. "I like this girl's style," Ann crosses her arms, impressed. She gets angry too, but never to that extent. Then a towel is thrown at Raph's face.
While Ann is mixing batter, Amy arrives, pulling up her arm to show a dirty sleeve from Ann's jacket. "Ugh, your sleeves are disgusting. Keep your hands and arms in, close to the body," She demonstrates for all of them to see. "Like this. You see? Always return to this position. Bake smooth, fast sharp utensils, hot metal. Keep your arms in, you want to minimize cuts and burns and keep your sleeves clean," Amy tucks in her sleeves from her dress.
"Mark of a baker. Messy apron and face, with clean sleeves," She holds up her arms to them.
"I've memorized all my recipes. Even my new ones," Amy explains as they're all plucking stems from cherries. "In every dish, I always do something unexpected. If you plan on working here, I'll show you sometime. They're really fun to make, especially the fusion ones."
Lily turns away to write this down. "Always do something unexpected."
"No! Follow the recipe," Amy emphasizes further.
"But you said-"
"No, no, no, no, no," The brunette waves a hand. "It's my job to do something unexpected. It's your job to follow the recipe."
"How do you tell that a loaf of bread is good without tasting it?" Amy grabs a piece of bread from her shelf, holding it up for all of them to look at. Mikey reaches towards it and she slaps his hand away. "Not smell, not how golden it looks, but the sound of the crust. Listen."
She crackles the bread a little, the turtles smiling happily. "Ahh, symphony of crackles. Only great bread is like this. And this way, you don't contaminate it by plucking a piece off!"
"The only way to get the best ingredients is to have the first pick of the day. And there's only two ways to do get first pick. Grow it yourself, and if all else fails...bribe a grower," She whispers the last part, opening up the back door and discreetly giving the man with the truck some money. "Voila! The best bakery gets first pick!"
"People think that just because my food can be snooty, I'm snooty," Amy states as they peel oranges. "Not true, though. I've been through a lot in my lifetime, and since I'm usually the only employee, I know how to handle every single customer that walks through my door. Though, some of them did know my mother before management went to me and that did harden the blow a little. And because of that, I had to ban some of them. But you see? I'm an artist. Pirate. More than a baker, right?"
"Wait..." Lily blinks at her, wondering if she's thinking what she herself is thinking. "Are we...?"
"Hired? Yep. You're one of us now, aren't you?" She grins towards her friends. Ann and Lily glance towards each other, smiling in their own way.
"Right! Thanks for all the advice on baking. We learned a lot."
"We did too," Raph smirks, crossing his arms. "Thank you, Mellie."
"Thanks to you guys too," She replies while making mascarpone.
"For what?" Leo blinks at her in confusion and she turns to them with a smile.
"For taking it."
While the gang are doing this, Meat Sweats is reading a resume as Huginn and Muninn are looking for work. "And while you look at our resume, you'll find we are more than qualified for this job," Huginn states to Meat Sweats as he's reading a poorly formatted paper.
"And we split a salary!" Muninn winks up at the pig.
"Hmm, strong references," He nods slowly. "But look maties, the truth is, you misread the sign. I'm not looking for help...I'm looking for lunch!" He sharpens his knives together.
"Oh, we'd love lunch!" Munnin smiles, not understanding the danger that they're in. The next thing the two know, they're locked in a cell. "Ohhhh..."
Meat Sweats chops up carrots. "Oh man! I've seen my whole life flash before me."
"Oh yeah? Which part specifically?"
"The day we got hired by Baron Draxum..." Muninn sags his shoulders. "Remember that?"
"Oh do I! Flashback?"
"Waving arms!"
Goyles of Fortune was when they got their start. "Rev it up! You got this! Push it with your arms, Muninn! Get swole! Push it, push it, push it!"
Muninn was weightlifting apples... "One."
"Yes!"
"Oh yeah!" Muninn flexed his tiny muscles. "Check out these walnuts!"
"Hey scrubs! Put away our weights," Two bigger and taller gargoyles loomed over them, dropping a weight into Muninn's hands.
"And our stinky socks," A dirty sock landed on Huginn's face.
"And our medicine ball!" They threw a large ball at the two, knocking the duo into a pile of crates.
"Aw man, Huginn. We're never gonna get out of this stupid gargoyle boot camp..." Muninn complained to his friend.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! That's not the Muninn I know! You gotta be positive! Someday, somebody will see our talent and give us a home and finally, we'll be sleeping on a nice cushy bed in front of a fireplace." He held up a picture from Dog House Pet Supplies, their faces taped over the puppies in the photo.
"Like dogs?" Muninn asked hopefully.
"Bow-stinkin'-wow!"
"Ten hut! Wings and horns up!"
All the gargoyles lined up in front of the captain. "Goyles of Fortune has received an order for two super awesome bros! The awesome bros will live in an awesome castle with all the awesome comforts! And perform awesome missions for an awesome warrior alchemist. And they're looking for our two most awesome recruits! Now who's it gonna be?"
He looked all of his buffed up goyles...and then there was Huginn and Muninn. "You two!"
"He picked us?!" Muninn exclaimed happily.
"Oh, we're out of here! See you later, sleeping in a box of knives!"
"No, you canaries! I want you to drive these real bros to Baron Draxum's!"
The two goyles threw the two into the air.
"Awesome!"
"Best day ever, bro!" They slapped their hands between Huginn and Muninn.
Later, they were flying up the hill, holding onto the carriage. "Move faster, canaries!" One of them threw an apple core.
"How come Sarge always gives us these really lousy jobs?" Muninn muttered bitterly to Huginn.
"He doesn't realize how smart we are." A banana peel landed on his head. "Hey...instead of taking these guys the slow and steady way, we can impress Sarge by taking the shortcut up Devil's Backbone."
'Bad idea!'
Devil's Backbone was not recommended for anyone to go through, because of the unstable bone bridge...
"Super smart! Sarge will be stocked!" Muninn cheered as they started taking the shaky bridge path.
"Hey, slow down! Too bumpy!"
And as just as he warned, the carriage wheel hit a bump, knocking the two gargoyles out of the ride. "Hey, did you hear a falling scream?"
"Probably just the lava demons!" Muninn yelled over the noises as the lava demons took the two gargoyles.
When they arrived, Munnin rung the doorbell, landing next to Huginn.
"Hi, we're Goyles of Fortune with your—whoa..." Huginn stopped short as the Baron Draxum stood in front of them. He was definitely nothing like they had ever seen before during their odd jobs with Sarge. "How'd you like to perch on those shoulders all day?"
"I would love that!" Muninn replied as their eyes shined.
"You're my Goyles of Fortune?" Draxum asked in confusion.
"Oh no, that'd be the guys in the-" Huginn gestured to the carriage, only to find that the original gargoyles were gone. "Yes! Yes we are!"
"Yeesh," He stood back up on his feet. "I expected something a little more...beefcake-y."
"Oh, trust us! We be the best cake!"
"Let's see if you have that famous gargoyle wood-splitting ability..." He raised a log into the air, slamming it over Muninn. The wood split in half, leaving an injured gargoyle with a black eye and a few missing teeth. "Not bad, not bad. You are tough! That looked like it really hurt..."
"It did..." Muninn murmured in pain and they explored only for a few seconds before Huginn found exactly what they were looking for.
"Muninn, look!"
Right there in the living room was a dog bed in front of a fireplace, but there was already a dog skeleton in it. They could just see themselves sitting there, enjoying cocktails. "Dog bed, dog bed, dog bed!" Muninn cheered as they followed the warrior scientist.
"This is my laboratory," Draxum stated as there were specimen everywhere. "These exotic creatures will one day protect the yokai from the human front..."
"Ooh," Muninn took hold of a red-slider turtle. "Look at these tasty treats," He opened his mouth to eat it, only for Draxum to smack him away.
"Stop! They're not food!" He snatched the turtle in his hand. "They're my prime subjects. These rare surface creatures will one day become great warriors." The red-eared slider blinked and smiled up at him. "Once I mutate them with the right DNA...anyway, your first task. Put this bridle on my new pony," He threw it to Muninn, walking away.
"Dude! This is cake! We get to live in dog bed heaven and all we have to do is bridle a sweet little pony."
They heard a roar behind them, yelping as the pony did not look sweet or little... "Oh no!" The pony grabbed them with its moving hair and started beating them up.
"All done boss," Huginn reported as they returned back with bruises.
"Whew boy, that pony's all grown-up, huh...?"
"Adequate work!" He slapped Muninn on the back.
"So...now that that's done, we're gonna take a little cat nap on our dog bed," Huginn pointed to the bed in front of them.
"Uh, uh, uh!" Draxum interrupted before they could do anything of the sort. "Dog beds are for employees. Which you are not...until you complete your next task. The mighty Lou Jitsu..." He gestured to the orb in front of him, which had an image of the warrior himself. "With his DNA, I can create warrior beasts to protect our people! But Big Mama refuses to part with him, even though he hasn't fought in ages! That's where you come in."
"So you want us to sneak into the Hidden City's most heavily guarded place, the Battle Nexus..."
"And kidnap its most powerful champion, Lou Jitus?" Muninn finished for his friend.
"You get it! Though...I do need you to see something first."
They turned to each other in confusion.
The next day, they were standing on top of a rooftop, overlooking at the entrance to a bakery named Sweet Santiago's. "Why are we here?"
"Quiet," Draxum held a hand in front of Muninn. Suddenly the door opened and a family of five stepped out. One of them was a brunette Latina, being swung as she held her parents' hands. The younger man, older than the brunette, held another little girl in his arms. "Do you see that girl?"
"You mean the one with that brown hair?" Huginn asked curiously.
"So jealous of how shiny it looks!" Muninn exclaimed and the alchemist sighed. "Why is that girl so important, boss?"
"Don't argue with the boss!" Huginn whispered, shaking his head.
"Let's just say it's...instinct." And besides, no one would suspect one of their own destroying them once he was done with her. "Watch this." He made a vine appear as they watched the car get away and it pierced through the car from behind. A scared shriek was heard as the car flew towards a pole and then crashed straight into it, landing on the street with loud honks followed.
The two gargoyles dropped their mouths in shock. Did they just witness him do that? They couldn't just leave them there...but they also needed this job. No way were they going back to the gargoyle boot camp.
"Excellent," Baron Draxum grinned as the only survivor managed to slip out of the car, seeing the vines near the trunk.
"W-What are those? What happened?" She stammered in fear, looking around. Her eyes followed the trail until landing on Draxum. He just smiled evilly and she gasped, holding her hands to her heart. "A mutant..."
Her eyes watered as she realized that he did this. "Waaaah!" She bawled sadly and he left her there, the two gargoyles glancing back as they heard the sirens.
Hopefully that little girl would get help...
"Well, this was fun, and painful while it lasted," Muninn stated as he packed up his things once they arrived back. "But no way are we kidnapping a Battle Nexus champion! Not after what he did to that little girl!"
"You're not thinking about the big picture, Muninn. Yeah, it was horrible and all, but there's nothing we can do for her now. But here, we'd get a home, where you can toast your claws by a roaring fire as you sink into a happy intermediate foam."
"But how are we gonna get into the Battle Nexus?"
They arrived in disguises. "Step aside, scrubs! Your new champion is here!" Huginn gestured to Muninn, who was wearing boxing gloves.
"The Golden Goyle! Go nuts!"
"All you gargoyles is furry dust," He lifted a log over his head.
"Oh no," Muninn whimpered as he realized what was happening. He was hit and the wood split again, leaving him in pain for a second time.
"Whoo whee! That's impressive! Champions go to the left," They gestured to the open doors. The two flew inside.
"This way, Muninn. Muninn?"
Muninn was wearing a cheese hat and a foam finger, hoping to watch, but then he remembered why they're there in the first place. "Oh, so we're not gonna..." He sagged his shoulders sadly. "Okay..."
They reached the prisons, finding one door marked with Lou Jitsu's name above it. "Do you really think we can handle the most ferocious champion in the history of the Battle Nexus?" Muninn asked skeptically.
"No. Absolutely not. There's no chance. We just have to make him think we can. Gotta go full alpha bro!"
"Yeah! Fire up them walnuts!" Muninn declared and they both charged at the door, hitting it with a thump. "Ow...!" Muninn opened the door and they fell onto the ground.
"You're coming with us, bro," Huginn lifted his head. "Give us any lip, we'll mess you up big time!"
Lou Jitsu was holding a rat in his hands. "If Big Mama sent you, I have not changed my mind. No more fighting! I have sworn off violence."
The rat bit his finger and he cringed. "Ow! Why you little-! I mean...I forgive you, little friend." His eyes widened. "Whoa! That's kind of a lot of blood."
"Oh, we're not from Big Mama," Muninn explained, "Our boss just wants to use you in weird, unsafe experiments."
"As long as I don't have to fight..." He shrugged at them. They flew to his shoulders and picked him up with their claws. "Om...om...om..."
The little girl from before was just arriving into the Hidden City, alone as she clutched where her heart was...her brother and sister...both of them gone...her father was still recovering, and her mother...
She couldn't even begin to describe what was wrong with her brain.
The girl tried to understand why that mutant did it and what exactly her mother was going through...but she couldn't find anything to justify it. She was so upset she left the hospital, but she did have the emergency phone on her if anything happened, and they had her number. But she had to figure out where those mutants went, so she had went back to the crime scene and snuck past all the officers. She followed the path of the vines, and here she was.
"Om..." Jitsu was now sitting in a cell in front of Draxum.
"I'm very impressed. Beyond my shoulders first thing in the morning. "Oh, and enjoy your first night in your dog bed."
"Bow-stinkin-wow!" The two high-fived each other, flying away. Jitsu peeked to the box near him.
She peeked around the corner as she looked around the lab, noticing Draxum and gasping sharply. Thankfully he didn't hear as she covered her mouth. Then she saw the tiny turtles in the box and the man in the cage. Did the mutant did something to him too? Was that why he was there?
Jitsu took the red-eared slider in his palms. "Well, aren't you cute? I will call you Green. And you, Green Number 2!" He looked at the snapping turtle, looking between them. "How can I tell you turtles apart...?"
"Ah, the great Lou Jitsu," Draxum greeted him. "Your warrior prowess is legendary!"
"My fighting days are behind me," Jitsu narrowed his eyes at him. "I will never harm another creature." He kissed the snapping turtle's cheek, who bit at his lip. "Why you little-!"
"Fighting will not be needed," The cage opened up to let Draxum through, the girl just staring with bated breath. "Only your innate genetic gifts..."
"We did it, old chum," Huginn stated as they were lying in the bed just as they envisioned.
"We sure did, old bean." They clinked their glasses and took a sip.
A purple vine went over to the box of turtles as Jitsu was dangling in the air. "What are you doing with Green?!"
"You've taken quite a liking to these turtles...fascinating creatures. Built for survival and defense, yet they are too slow to be effective fighters...until now." The vines put the turtles into orange little pods, one for each. "When I use your DNA to mutate them..."
"Wait, stop!" Jitsu cried out as the girl clenched a fist. "I will not let you turn these innocent creatures into violent monsters!"
Despite that, they mutated and Draxum chuckled. "I know I said I'd never fight again, but..." Jitsu broke free from his restraints, breaking out of his caage as well. "Hot soup!" He kicked the wall before kneeing Draxum in the face. He crashed near the turtles and they were released from their spots, landing near him.
"What have you done?!"
She ran over and scooped up the turtles in her hands, the two noticing her.
"How did she-?!" Draxum stammered before charging at Lou Jitsu. The sounds of their fight got the attention of the sleeping gargoyles.
"Munny, wake up," Huginn sat up with a start. "Do you hear that?"
"The sounds of violent clashing in the lab? No, I do not," He shook his head.
"Come on! We gotta go help Baron Draxum! We don't wanna lose the plush life!" He grabbed Muninn, flying away from the dog bed. The girl stepped back, only for a purple vine to go flying towards her. Jitsu gasped at her.
"Nooooo!" He jumped towards her, scooped her up in his arms, and landed a few feet away. She was slightly shaking as he put her down, kneeling to be at level with her.
"How did you get here, child?" Jitsu asked her and she sniffled.
"He killed my brother and sister today, so I followed him...and then I saw what he was gonna do with these turtles..." She showed the four little creatures in her hands. The red-eared slider was nuzzling at her thumb. "Are they...gonna be okay?"
His eyes softened before he wiped at her eyes. "Yes. I will keep you safe, little one. We will survive! Stay here, be safe." She nodded as he patted her on the head, causing her to giggle a bit. Draxum leaped towards the two, Jitsu standing in front of the girl as he fought him off.
"What can we do?" Muninn started to panic as they saw what was going on.
"Nothing...but our buddy the pony can!" Huginn pressed a button that released the creature. "Destroy Lou Jitsu and that girl!"
The pony instead took hold of the two, using them as chew toys. Then it threw them into the air and kicked them towards the main power source for what mutated the turtles. An explosion occurred, causing a fire.
"What?" Draxum murmured in confusion. "No! My ooze!"
The little girl threw a piece of cage at him, and he was sent flying across the room. Using this distraction, she ran as far as she could go, but she tripped from a plank of wood, landing flat on her face. The turtles went flying into the air and Jitsu caught them.
"Precious little creatures...I will save you, little turtles!"
The red-eared slider beamed up at him while the other creatures cried out from their prisons. Jitsu looked in horror at them. If someone didn't help these mutants, they'd go through who knows what...Draxum had already exterminated half a family; what was he gonna do next?
He looked towards the red button across from him and broke it, setting all of them free. He took the rat out of his outfit. "You too, little-" The rat bit him again. "Why you little-!" He suddenly got sprayed with ooze, but the little girl wasn't affected as he stood over her. Claws and nasty feet started to form and he scooped up the girl in his other arm.
"No!" Draxum shouted as he watched the group escape. The lab exploded into ashes, Draxum landing across from the damage thanks to Muninn and Huginn. "My life's work...!"
"We are so sorry...Lou Jitsu destroyed your lab. That's L-o-u J-I-t-su."
"But at least your loyal, hard-working gargoyles saved your life," Muninn reminded the alchemist. If they took the blame for this, he'd fire them for sure..."
"It will take years to rebuild...I must begin again," He clenched a fist, walking past them. "At least I managed to take her siblings away...I must get her focused, so that I may mutate her when the time is right...what are you waiting for? Up," He patted his shoulders, to the two gargoyles' delight.
"Job security!" The two high-fived, flying away from the fire.
While trying to fight off the mutation as much as possible, he placed the unconscious girl down gently once they reached a safe place. The turtles stared at her curiously, the red-eared slider trying to reach out to her. He may be small, but he could sense that this girl needed some emotional comfort...
Jitsu stroked the top of her head as she laid on his lap, not even stirring. He glanced towards the four little baby turtles.
"We must get her to a hospital. There is nothing I can do for her..."
He noticed the emergency phone, recognizing the hospital's symbol on it.
A few nurses were searching for the little girl, hollering out for her.
"Alina!"
"Alina, where are you?"
Jitsu landed in the alley nearby, laying Alina apparently gently. He placed his hand on her hair, sighing slowly.
"I hope that one day...someone will help you, child. And that you grow up loved and strong. I must go...but thank you for helping me rescue these turtles."
He jumped towards the rooftop, looking at her one last time. He picked up a rock and threw it onto a trash can to get their attention.
"Perhaps we shall meet again...and maybe you'll end up dating one of them!" He chuckled at the turtles, leaving the area. The nurses rushed over to the noise to see the little girl laying in the alley.
"Oh my god, what happened to her?!"
"She doesn't look hurt, but we should bring her in just to be sure."
"Well, whoever brought her here...they made sure that she was safe."
"Oh, those were the days, huh?" Huginn asks Muninn as they're still trapped in the cage. "Shall we?" He picks the lock with his finger.
"You could've done that the whole time?"
"Yeah, I just wanted you to finish the flashback. Your stories make me warm inside."
"You know what makes me warm inside?"
"Tamales!" They both cheer in unison.
"Ooh, I wonder if Amelia makes tamales from time to time..."
Brit is doing math homework, annoying Amy on purpose as she's taking an order from the tablet. She wished that he would just never come back, but she can't ban him since his father is a business man...she might not care at first, but she is not risking getting sued by some old fart that wanted to date her mom.
"5 apples minus 1 apple minus 2 apples, she saves one for later..." He tries to think, but Ann speaks up as she's making little people made out of rice cereal treats.
"That apple is alone like you when your mother left."
Amy and Lily's mouths drop open at the savage comment. Brit gasps sharply at her, silently closing his book and leaving the building. Not even a hint of a threat that he'll do anything.
"Huh...I think I'll keep 'em for a while," Amy murmurs, glancing at the two.
Leo hums as they're at Central Park in a secluded area. Amy turns to stare at him. "What?"
"Just thinking about when I was a baby. I was freaking adorable," He smirks smugly and she rolls her eyes playfully. "Hey, that brings up the question. Why haven't I seen you as a baby? You don't have any baby pictures in your apartment."
She clears her throat, rubbing her neck. "Umm...I keep my baby pictures at my mom's place...but she has like a sixth sense for whoever touches them, so I haven't looked at them in years. Besides, I don't remember much after the accident. I just remember following after those vines and suddenly waking up in the hospital..."
She didn't know how she got there, but she was just glad that she was still alive. The nurses couldn't come up with a reason as to how she ended up unconscious in an alley, and since she couldn't remember much, she didn't really dwell on what could've possibly happened to her that day. Amy takes a deep breath.
"Everytime I even look at the albums, my mom goes crazy. So that's why I don't have any in my apartment."
He pouts at her. "What? Who does she think she is, a hypoc-"
She gives him a tiny glare and he clamps his mouth shut. "Umm, let's play two truths and a lie!"
"Okay." The stars are glowing in the night sky as Amy sits up from the grass. Leo has his arms behind his head as he turns to look at her. "So the biggest cake I've carried was 200 pounds, I have a gun license, and I have piercings."
"Hmm," Leo rubs his chin in thought. He sees her proud grin and smirks a bit. "Well, the gun thing is definitely true...and there's no way anything other than your ears are pierced." He takes a quick look at her ears before holding up his hands. "Okay okay, I'm going with the first one."
"Are you sure~?" Amy sings teasingly, but he doesn't catch on.
"Yes! That cake would weigh like a mountain, and I've seen your wallet," He crosses his arms, nodding.
"Wrong. The lie was the cake one. Heaviest was 150," Amy grins, Leo smacking his hands to the grass in shock.
"Shut up! You actually have piercings?! Why didn't you tell me?"
Amy giggles at his reaction. "You never asked, so I didn't think it'd ever come up."
"Where?" Leo asks curiously, fully sitting up and inspecting her. It obviously wasn't a second one on her ears, and she doesn't have any on her face...
"Why would I say where it is if you got it wrong? That's not how the game works!" She asks in disbelief. Not only that, she did not want him to see it until they were older. Especially since it's in a place that she can't show him without it getting...
Intimate.
"Well, you can't just tell me you have piercings and NOT say where it is. That's so cool you have one!"
"Really?" That was a first. She's been called many things, but cool? Suddenly it felt like she was in elementary school again when that girl wanted to hang out with her for the same reason. "Huh, I, uh, never heard that one before," She rubs her neck nervously, clearing her throat.
"So...does that guarantee a look at the piercings?" He asks hopefully, causing her to facepalm.
"NO! Ay dios mio. I got them when I changed my name, as a way to show that I was a new person. And that's all I'll say about the matter," She huffs, crossing her arms. It wasn't really that big of a deal. People got piercings all the time.
"Piercing or no piercing, you're still my lady. I don't think of you as otherwise cause I love you."
She smiles softly at him. "Aww...I love you too...That was a nice try, though. Answer is still no."
"Oh come on!" He complains, hitting the back of his head onto the grass in exasperation. She just laughs at him and he pounces on top of her, smirking as she's stopped. "I still got it."
"Get real. And don't even try to get a sneak peek."
"Who, me?" He asks innocently and she chuckles.
"But you should get off me. We're on grass and I don't like bugs."
"I can help with that." He bends down and connects their lips into a kiss. She smiles into it, taking hold of his hands.
Angel: Basically Amy didn't want to show him because it's nipple piercings, which means she would have to show her breasts XD
