Author's Note:
Here we go! Episode #23. I don't know how well I can do this, but I'll surely try! NoItsBecky writes: After 13 and 8 have a particularly bad breakup, 13 finds love with 14.
(I know I don't have a say in this, but it would be nice if this was less crack than most of your writing.)
Me: Convert this, Crisper.
Crisper: (presses a button)
After Petra and Jesse have a particularly bad breakup, Petra finds love with Lukas.
Crisper: Gee, Gamer. How are you gonna fit this into one conversion?
Me:... I don't know. Maybe it'll just be a bit longer. Or a two-parter. Another thing, Jesse-fans should be aware that Jesse is... well, a jerk in this one. A really jerkish jerkwad's son of a jerk. Yep, that's it. That aside, hit it, Crisper!
Crisper: (hits it)
Petra didn't like Jesse, so she went with Lukas instead. The end.
Readers: (stink eye)
Me: JK! JK, hit it for real, Crisper!
Crisper: (hits it, but fo real, dis time!)
Me: WARNING! This is a longshot!
"Petra, we need to talk." Comes her lover's voice from the side. Petra, who is reading a book, looks up into his emerald green eyes, a smile on her face.
"Yeah, Jesse?" She asks, knowing the words will be good. Jesse was always known to have something good about the day, be it a stormy one or one where the sun shines a bit too brightly. He even had good things to say about her pale, purple face when she was infected with Wither.
"Petra... um, I don't know how to say this..." He says, sitting next to her and taking her hand. Petra's smile lessens slightly and she looks into his eyes, noting that the hopeful spark is gone from them. Is something wrong?
"Jesse, you look nervous."
"I know. I am." He replies softly, his words stark and true.
"Is everything alright?"
"... no. Petra, I've been thinking... about us." That word sends Petra to the edge in a heartbeat. What was wrong with 'us'? Jesse inhales deeply, trying to shut out her widened eyes. Somehow he continues. "Well... maybe there just wasn't supposed to be an 'us'."
"Of courses there was! What are you talking about, Jesse? We're perfect for each other!" She shouts a bit more loudly than she intends to. Jesse looks at her with a demoralized face, sighing softly.
"I'm sorry, Petra. It's... it's not you, it's me."
"How could you say something like that?! Wait... are you breaking up with me?!" Petra shouts, her reddened face heating up with anger and fear. Jesse looks away from her for a few seconds.
"... yes."
"Why?!" She shouts angrily.
"I can't tell you."
"You have to!"
"But I can't." Both of them are on the brink of tears.
"Jesse, please tell me what's wrong so I can fix it." She begs, grabbing his hand. Jesse can't stand the thought that the girl he knew to be so strong was begging and looks away, tears popping up on his eyelids.
"You can't fix it, Petra."
"Why?"
"It's... it's that-" Before he can say anything else, the door swings open and in walks another woman. Her light-toned face is dusted pink with make-up, green eyeshadow lining rich lashes and stunning green eyes.
"Hey, Jesse, are we still going out tonight?" She asks. Jesse immediately flinches at her words while Petra gapes at him with her mouth wide open.
"Isa..." Jesse sighs, obviously expecting her at a time that wasn't now. Petra instantly turns around to face the Founder of Skyblock City who is wearing a gold t-shirt with blue-jeans. In her ears are gold-earrings with green emeralds to match her eye-color. It all makes Petra so furious.
"What is she doing here?" Petra snarls, pointing a finger accusingly at Isa, her arm shaking with rage and sadness as her chest heaves. Jesse sighs, hanging his head lowly as Isa looks on confusedly. "Is she the reason there isn't an 'us' anymore, Jesse?" The building nervousy makes both of their stomachs ache. Isa can only stand in shock, unconsciously drifting her gaze to Jesse.
"Petra, I didn't want to tell it to you like this, but..." He rubs his neck while Petra looks on, the suspense building though she knows the outcome as if it's a cliche movie playing for the ten-thousandth time. "It's... you deserve bett-" Before the words can fully leave his lips, she rewards his insensitivity with a slap to the face.
"Shut up, you sleazebag!" She screams. A soft shuffle from behind makes her turn her head to see Isa who is blushing madly, her hands in her pockets. She can barely see tears lining her eyelids.
"I-I'm sorry, I had no idea she would be here right now." Isa quickly apologizes to Jesse. Petra begins to shout something in a mad fury, but she is cut off when a hand grabs her wrist.
"Hey! Don't you dare go dragging her into this!" Jesse shouts, jumping to Isa's defense in a heartbeat. Petra yanks her arm free before giving Jesse a loud punch to the gut, followed up by a right hook to the face that sends him flying over backwards. To think he had once fallen head over heels for her, and now he was doing literally just that.
Isa gasps in fear and shock before Petra flies at Jesse, kicking him wherever she can. Sometimes in the gut, others in the face and between the legs. A panic-stricken cry escapes Isa who immediately throws herself at Petra, dragging her away from her new boyfriend. Petra fights back, kicking and screaming as she scratches at Isa's incredibly strong arms.
"Petra, calm down!" Isa shouts, worried for both her own and Jesse's safety. Isa immediately cries out when Petra elbows her in the stomach, punching her in the face before kicking her onto her back. Isa hits the floor like a ragdoll, not opening her eyes or feeling around feebly either.
"PETRA! WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO YOU?!" Jesse screams desperately, gesturing wildly at Isa who lay on her back, red blood staining the makeup and making it drip.
"Shut up, Jesse! Or I'll do that to you and worse!" She threatens, not noticing Isa starting to stir, moaning softly before her eyes flutter open. Petra leans next to her, a scowl on her face while the defaced (pun intended) woman stares dazedly at her. "Enjoy your gross new boyfriend while you've got him." She stood upright, glaring at Jesse. "Fine trade, Jesse. A warrior who helped save the world, for a pretty, rich queen. That's real honest, Jesse." Jesse gives her a hurt look, the words stinging. Petra looks at Isa, then back at Jesse. "Nice; at least she's great at building. Isn't that what you always wanted? To beat Aiden at Endercon? Well now you can go achieve your petty life-goals. You're king, now! All the riches a boy could ever dream of. Some hero you are." With that, Petra spun on her heels, not caring to clean the knocked over furniture, much less the knocked over people.
She stormes outside, wiping tears away from her eyes as she pushes past people who give her concerned, some horrified, stares. She bumps into a few people on the way, but doesn't cause much trouble until she knocks someone off his feet. They both hit the ground with a grunt and Petra looks up at him.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." She begins weeping, finally letting loose on whatever it was she was trying to hold back. It was some kind of a monster on a chained leash, and now that it was finally free it melted into a sade, sad puppy, much less the fiery mass of sharp pain and hatred it once was.
"Petra! Why are you crying?!" The boy yells, slowly reaching to grab her wrist.
"Did someone say 'Petra'?" A curious onlooker asks a few of his buddies. An all-too-familiar rumble breaks through as fans young and old.
The grip on her wrist tightens and Petra opens her eyes to see a blurry blob, lined with a blond, fuzzy mane.
"Petra, we've gotta get outta here," The voice says. Petra's heart lifts a little bit as she shakily stands to her feet, her head pounding from her crying.
"Thanks, Lukas." She says, deciding that she's confident that it's him.
"You can thank me later, Petra. Let's just get out of this crowd." He says, continuing to lead her off while people look and point.
"Where are we going?" She asks as he continues walking.
"My place, if you don't mind, of course."
"Yeah, that's nice." She replies, nodding as well.
They walk in silence, not wanting to talk about the touchy subject as paparazzi could've been lurking around any corner. The fact that they were holding hands was enough to give off adverse, camera-related effects, so to keep quiet was a very good choice!
Finally, they arrive at his humble dwelling, "I don't think anyone's here." He says, remembering that Aiden, Maya and Gill sometimes liked to crash there. He hopes that they don't show up. Not sure why he's having those thoughts, he brushes it aside and opens the door for Petra who walks inside.
Outside, a paparazzo is watching them with a camera. He is about to take a picture, but then Ocelott pounces him, because, TMK, everyone.
Inside, Petra and Lukas sit on the couch. Petra seems like she's ready to cry and Lukas decides not to pry, only waiting until she's ready. After a few minutes, she straightens up and looks at him.
"So, I'm sure you're wondering why I'm like this." She begins.
"If you don't want to, you don't have to tell. We can just sit here, it's okay." He says. Petra grins weakly before frowning again.
"I should probably tell now. Or else you're going to worry your blonde hair out," She stroked his hair, making him giggle just slightly as his cheeks were dusted with pink. She pulls away, her soft grin freezing up again into a cool frown. "Jesse..." As soon as the name leaves her lips, she breaks into sobs, falling onto Lukas's chest. Not quite expecting such an outburst of emotion, he quickly wraps his arms around her, stroking her back as worry swells up in his chest. Despite this, he waits patiently for her to recover a bit and, eventually, she pulls around, sitting up barely so that he can hear her voice. "It... was horrible..." She chokes.
"What was horrible? Did someone hurt you?" Lukas asks, trying to hide his worry as not to stress her out any further. He felt her nod.
"It was Jesse... he called me to his house today, to..." She hiccups, wiping away snot and tears before continuing, her crying dying down a bit. "He called me because he said he had to tell me something. He... he broke up with me."
"Wh-what?!" Lukas shouts, sounding more angry than concerned. A million bad, curse-laced, Jesse's-a-sleazebag-related thoughts are swarming around his brain and stinging him like a colony of African honeybees. He unintentionally squeezes Petra to his chest, rage coursing through him.
Meanwhile, Petra feels his grip tightening. Under normal circumstances, she would've recoiled from any strong arms in general holding her so, but it wasn't anger and annoyance that was making his muscles contract. While he was probably Witherstorm-mad at Jesse, she felt his impulses differently. It was a protective gesture of sorts.
Lukas realizes that he is squeezing her and makes sort of a silent-apology by loosening his grip the slightest bit. Petra adjusts herself in his lap and continues to hold onto him.
"You know it's not your fault, right?" He asks. She nods sorely.
"He made sure to let me know that 'it wasn't me, it was him'." Lukas's jaw clenches when he realizes that Jesse used such a cliche saying on the angelic specimen of an original creation. Anger coursed through his lifeblood and he wondered why Jesse would destroy the spirit of someone who was only known to build him up? What had Petra ever done to him? "He's with Isa now."
"That cheat." Lukas growls, fury heating his words and making the two burn as if they were millions of red-hot coals. Petra lets out a shaky sigh as the pain settles in her heart once more, but she is comforted by the soft strokes on her back. He plays with her hair every now and then, just a few seconds, before rubbing her back to somehow let her know it's all going to be alright. She enjoys this, finding comfort in his touch. Somehow, being with him makes Jesse's wounds hurt less. They still hurt a busload, but his presence dulled the pain.
The mixture of sorrow and comfort make her almost fall asleep in his hold, tears seeping from her eyes with each occasional hiccup or sniffle. But all of that is shattered when the door swings open.
"Blaze Rods!" A loud cry erupts into the house, causing the two on the couch to flinch. A slap echoes down the hall, followed by Gill muttering an apology.
"Someone's on the couch!" Maya chides before running into the living room and seeing Lukas and Petra straightening themselves out. She gasps, unintentionally sounding accusing, and rushes down the hall.
"Who's on the couch?" Aiden asks before short, crisp slapping is heard.
"Out! Out! Out!" Maya repeats, shooing the clueless boys out of the house.
"Blaze Rods!" Gill shouts again before the door slams shut. Or is that the sound of Aiden slapping Gill? (lol, imagine that!)
Petra sighs, beginning to stand up.
"I should probably go. Your friends are probably wanting to come inside." She says, starting for the door.
"Okay... just come back if you need anything." Lukas reminds her before reaching for the doorknob. He hesitates, looking her in the eye. "Are you sure you want to go?" He asks concernedly. Hehe, you'll always find 'Lukas' and 'concernedly' in the same sentence. Petra smiles weakly.
"Yeah. I've gotta go, anyways." She says before walking up to him and embracing him in a hug. Lukas returns the gesture, his strong, muscular arms shielding her in his warm love. After a few seconds, they broke contact and Lukas opened the door to allow her out. On the patio, the three Blaze Rods sat, heads in their hands. Petra passed them without a word. Lukas glares at the three of them as they turn to face him.
"I know you guys are waiting to get in, but do you really have to make it this obvious?" He asks.
"I have no idea what's going on." Aiden announced proudly.
"Yeah, we just walk in and all of a sudden, Maya's all like 'Private property' or whatever." Gill explains. They all turn to face Maya who sends Lukas the look. Which look? The look. Lukas rolls his eyes and walks past them. Aiden perks up, eyeing the Ocelot as he rushes past them.
"Where're you going?" He asks curiously.
"I've got a bone to pick." Lukas replies, glaring at Aiden with a determined face. Aiden seems to get a part of the message and nods knowingly.
"Can we go inside?" Gill asks after a few seconds.
"Um... no...? Don't you guys have a place to live?" Lukas asks. Aiden puts his hand on his chin and thinks for a few seconds.
"Oh... we do..." He remembers, the three of them standing to leave. Lukas rolls his eyes and walks away.
POV Switch
Jesse finishes wiping the blood from Isa's face.
"There we go." He says, dropping the bloodstained napkin into the wastebin besides him. He chuckles softly as Isa adjusts the bandage on his nose.
"She is a wild one, isn't she?" Isa asks.
"Who? Petra? Yeah, always one for a fight." He replies with a scowl, trying to push the redhead far from his thoughts. "Feeling any better?"
"Kind of..." She groans a bit, rubbing her head. Jesse rises from his seat across from her and sits at her side, stroking her back and pulling her close.
"Shh..." He says, tilting her head so that she's on his shoulder. He kisses her on the forehead. "I won't ever let her hurt you again." He says, causing Isa to chuckle a bit.
"Ever since you first showed up at Skyblock City, I kind of sensed that you only had my best in mind... of course, after the whole illegal-building thing." She jokes softly and makes Jesse smile. "I love you, Jesse." She says, looking at him with an odd twinkle in her eye. Jesse instantly got her message, and, besides: He liked odd.
He strokes her rich, black hair, his finger falling to the side of her chin as he leans into her. She shuts her eyes blissfully, more than ready to return the gesture. He kisses her softly. She kisses back, but with more intensity and vigor. The two are obviously excited and she tugs at his clothes, the both of them hugging each other and ruffling each other's hair. Before things could get to... *ahem* hot, a loud roll of barks from the front door breaks the heated silence. Jesse groans with annoyance, getting off the couch and not caring to straighten his clothes as he reluctantly makes his way to the front of the house. Isa continues to lay on the couch, only peeking over the edge before Jesse swings the door open.
"Oh, it's you." He greets politely, glaring at Lukas. Lukas stares back, lips pursed as he looks Jesse over. Knowing that he's getting checked out, Jesse shrinks back a bit, scowling. "Owkayy, you're weird, Eagle-Eyes. What'd you? Come to stare at me all-"
"What happened to your hair?" He asks accusingly, pointing at the other boy's reddish-brown hair. Jesse gasps softly, brushing it back into place.
"Got into a fight today, is all." He white-lies, moving to straighten his white shirt and pull one of his suspenders back over his shoulder.
"With who? Petra?" Jesse flinches almost wildly, surprise smacking the reserved look clean off his blushing features.
"H-how'd you know that-"
"Jesse, let me in, we need to talk." Lukas demands, pushing past Jesse. The other boy is too stunned to react but quickly regrets his choice to stand around when Lukas passes the threshold and stands over the couch. A loud laugh of disbelief escaped the blonde's mouth. "Isa! What a neat surprise!" He shouts sardonically, enjoying the shame that plays across her face no later.
"Lukas, leave her alone!" Jesse shouts.
"Yeah, fine. I don't hit girls, besides, it's you I really came here for!" Lukas shouts, his hands forming fists as he assumes a fighting stance.
"Get the heck outta my house, Lukas!" Jesse shouts, fists at his side and green eyes dark with fury and hidden shame.
"Make me." Jesse runs to the front door and rips his sword out of its holder, turning on Lukas with a furious cry. Lukas whips out his stone sword and the two weapons clash, causing Isa to pull out her own weapons as well.
"Stand down, Lukas! You're outnumbered!" Isa demands.
"Oh yeah? Well, you've got a British accent!" Lukas shouts as if that's the most relevant statement out there. Isa gets distracted, giving him the perfect opporitunity to knock her to the floor. She instantly gets up as Jesse charges him from behind, raising the butt of his sword over Lukas's head. A girlish shriek is heard from behind right as he hits Lukas on the head, causing the blonde to fall to his knees, grasping his head. Something knocks Jesse over from behind and he throws down his sword before he can fall onto it.
"What is WRONG with you?!" Petra screams at the two before kneeling beside Lukas who is just starting to get his bearings. He holds a hand firmly to the top of his head where the blow was dealt, and Petra attempts to help him to his feet. Before Petra can do anything else, Lukas screams at Jesse, shocking all three people in the room.
"Seriously, Jesse?! I really expected more from you!" Lukas screams as Jesse tries to sit up. "You are such a pimp, Jesse! What's gotten into you?! HOW COULD YOU HURT HER LIKE THIS, YOU IDIOT?!" He screams with a kick to Jesse's ribs. Jesse coughs in pain while Lukas continues to scream over him. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?! SHE'S ONLY HELPED YOU! Don't you remember, Jesse? When that big, black Witherstorm was chasing us?"
Thoughts of the Witherstorm made Petra and Jesse feel uneasy, but unlike Jesse, Petra has a bit of comfort as memories flooded her. " She supported you in everything that you did. Even when you pushed her while she was suffering from Wither, she didn't complain, she didn't whine. She just... followed you. She did it because she loved you. She wanted to make that hell as easy as possible for you, and THIS is how you repay her? Dump her for a queen?! What IS Petra to you?! Some peasant girl that you can just do away with?!"
Jesse glares up from the floor into Lukas's blue eyes, a hand still clutching his side as he heaved. Isa's presence is like coal burning into his hands and he wants to drop it immediately, but he can't, can he?"She's MORE than that, Jesse! She's priceless, and no freaking crown should or can replace her. You're the most unfair person I've ever met. Remember back in the day when the Ocelots were a thing? When Aiden would pick on you like heck? She stood up to him for you when no one else did. But you weren't even cool then, much less a king. And she STILL cared for you! She's irreplacable! I don't know another soul who would do something so selfless, Jesse." Lukas growls, completely forgetting that Petra was standing by his side throughout all of this.
"What's so different now, Jesse?" He snarls, hostility and pain lacing his words. "She is strong and beautiful, and she really loved you, and you just... you just wasted it. So I hope you enjoy your new girlfriend, Jesse. She'll be all the comfort you get when all you lost today comes crashing down on you tomorrow. So... so..." Finally at a loss of words, the blonde groans loudly. "So, yeah!" He shouts, grabbing Petra by the hand and roughly stealing her away from the montsers in the room. He makes sure to "accidentally" kick Jesse again, just for good measure.
"Lukas..." Petra whispers once they're well away from Jesse's. Lukas glances down at her, his scowl melting into a face of compassion.
"Yeah, Petra?" He asks softly, silent from his past exertion.
"Th-thanks..." She says, squeezing his hand a few seconds. Lukas grinned pleasantly.
"Glad to help." He replies, squeezing back. They walk a few more seconds before Lukas suddenly stops. Concern grips Petra tightly as he grasps his head.
"Lukas? Are you okay?" She asks, instantly remembering how Jesse hit Lukas in the head, that jerk. Before he can answer, Lukas collapses to the floor. Petra stifles a gasp, dropping to her knees and shaking him, calling his name over and over. "Dang it, someone help!" She shouts after realizing that shaking him isn't going to help.
And lo and behold, Ocelott to the rescue! (because we need a bit of comic relief as of now)
Ocelott rushes onto the scene in a red-wagon! She smiles at Petra and Lukas.
"Ocelott! Do something!" Petra shouts angrily. Ocelott wags her finer at Petra and pops herself with a needle, deflating into a puddle of goop. Petra shrieks, freaked out by that and her fallen friend. Petra is having a very bad day, and who better than Ocelott to make it worse?
Petra started sobbing, covering her face with her hands and enshrouding herself in darkness.
"Why, Ocelott?! Whyyy?!" She wails. After a few more seconds, she removes her hands from her face, shocked to find herself in the middle of the floor at Lukas's house with Lukas lying unconscious right next to her. Petra, unable to believe her eyes, wants to see an optometrist, but decides that Ocelott just decided to work her magic. "Uh, thanks...?" She says before Aiden walks into the room drinking a diet coke. On account of seeing them, he spits it out and it splatters all over the floor.
"Where the heck did you two come from?!" He shouts.
"I'll tell you later, but right now I need your help." She says, gesturing to Lukas as Gill walks up to them while drinking a diet coke. After seeing Lukas lying on the floor with a huge lump on his head, he is about to spit it out as well but a glare from Aiden makes him reconsider his actions.
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Lukas is all bandaged up and things (hehe, "and things"), thanks to Ivor who was luckily in town that fateful weekend. A quick splash-potion of health, and the damage is virtually undone. With Ivor gone and the Blaze Rods doing their own business, Petra watched Lukas sleep peacefully, awaiting his awakening. After what seems like milleniums, Lukas stirs a bit, his eyes fluttering open.
"Hmm? What happened?" He asks dazedly, noticing that he is back in his house. "Wasn't I just at Jesse's?" Anger rushes at him at the mention of Jesse's name but his attempts to sit up are quickly stopped by a protective Petra.
"You need to lie down." She demands softly, pressing him down gently. He reluctantly reclines to his back and stares at the ceiling. "How do you feel, Lukas?" She asks eagerly. Lukas sends her a confused look, musing silently a few seconds.
"Who's Lukas?" He asks. Petra's jaw drops and he can't hold back his laughter.
"I feel fine, Petra. Don't worry, memory's intact too." He says. Petra just rolls her eyes and gives an obviously fake laugh.
"Soo... you still remember all the nice things you said about me?" She asks. Lukas flinches, blushing a bit as she says that.
"Yes...?" He replies, every classical 'What if she doesn't like me' thought filling his head, only to flee seconds later. Why? Here's why.
Seeing his flustered expression, Petra rewards him with a calming kiss on the lips. He immediately freezes, his eyes fixed on Petra who smiles back.
"Thanks, Lukas." She grins eagerly and he slowly reacts positively, his heart fluttering and head spinning, but not from pain.
"Glad to help."
Author's Note:
Phew! That was long! Added the fact that I'm finishing this up at 12:31 in the morning, I'm pooped!
Crisper: *snickers* (to you) She said 'poop'.
Me: Crisper! You're such a baby. Anyways, so there's your longshot, NoItsBecky! Tell me how you liked it in the reviews, everyone! More coming soon, so I'll see you in the next conversion! Close it, Crisper!
Crisper: (closes it)
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