Ah, *Deep breath, sighs* dontcha feel the drama in the air? Lovely aint it…

No? okay then…let's take it up an notch!

Josh gets his comeuppance.

"Josh totaled our dining table," I sighed whist I leaned next to Krone on the small work desk, "I was gonna go fix it but…"

"Why should you repair something he wrecked?"

"Exactly," I moaned, "I'll force him to do it later, or else mom and dad are gonna freak when they get back. Anyway…should I leave you to your work?" I was worried that I might've taken up his time without wanting to.

"Actually…" he grimaced as he looked over his ship, "I don't…"

I frowned and tilted my head to the side, "…Feel like it?"

"Yes, that."

My eyebrows raised in surprise, "For real?"

He half-shrugged. Wow, this was about the only time Krone didn't want to work on his ship. It was…mega-weird.

"So…what do you want to do then?" what does a six and a half foot Yautja do with his fee time?

Judging by his expression, Krone looked just as much at a loss as I was. What has he done besides work, eat and sleep? Adding our occasional conversations, and that one time we went to the park…nothing. Christ, Krone is about as fun as I am.

"Wanna go watch a movie?"

The question just sort of popped out, I almost wondered why, of all things I could've, I asked him to watch a movie. I mean, that totally isn't something I ever pictured a Yautja doing…ever.

"A…movie."

"Yeah, sure, why not?" I shrugged. This sort of air hung around me, one that felt like a 'sure, what harm could it do' thing, which in all honestly was very new to me.

"I…" his eyes shifted a bit, a second later he seemed to have an answer. He nodded.

Guess the air was contagious. I smiled,

"Great!" jumping forward I twirled around and faced him, "There's a shelf full of DVDs that have been doing nothing but collect dust, I'm sure they'll be happy to see you," I winked.

Taking hold of his talon, I pulled him along with me as I made our way to the living room.

He chuckled, "You seem very animated about this."

"Well," I said, "I think I deserve a break, too."

"Oh?" he clicked amusingly, "And what have you done as of late that is so tiresome?"

"Hey! I work just as hard as you do!"

"Of course, you lift a pen on a daily basis."

"Well, we can't all bench-press five-fifty."

"I bench-press five-fifty?"

"Oh, whatever! Don't even pretend to be modest!"

We both laughed at our completely random conversation. I would've described the moment as perfect, in fact I would've loved to watch a Chucky marathon with him, I never got around to watching any of the movies because I lacked something to cling on.

Anyway, like I said, 'would've'. Maybe I still can, but that moment alone. Because what would've been a fun night turned out to be something else when…

I usually hear his grumbling complaints at an instant. His curses, I can tell when they're coming before he makes em. Maybe I was distracted. Or maybe for the first time in my life I was just to happy to care.

It happened right between the living room and the dining room. Our laughter was interrupted.

"Oh, so what? Did the happy couple come back from their date already?"

I turned my head toward the voice, "Josh?"

"Don't 'Josh?' me," he scoffed, "I'm over here tyrin to fix the table your lil boyfriend practically totaled"

"He totaled?" I crossed my arms, "Don't you mean you?"

"Oh, yeah, of course I mean me!" he scrawled, "Because he's as defenseless as a kitten, right, Sophie?"

"Shut up Josh."

"No, no I won't 'shut up' okay? Don't shut me up!" he pointed angrily at Krone, "You're precious little Predy over there nearly scared the living shit outa me! He practically tried to kill me!"

"What are you talking about, Josh?" I was starting to get irritated.

"What am I-"he looked appalled by my callousness, "-I'm talking about how Mr. Alpha Male over there kicked the dinning room table! He nearly bit my head off, I had to run outa the house when he roared at me! Damnit, Sophie, how fucking loud did you have those headphone on?"

"Josh, stop talking shit, okay?" I glared at him, "There's no way Krone would do that."

He laughed mockingly, "No way? What is he? The fucking Pope?" this time he was the one who glared, "He's a freakin six and half foot killer, Sophie, not a model for Seventeen Magazine!"

"Josh, shut up, I don't freakin believe you!"

"Okay, next time you tell me to shut up, I'm gonna-"

"You're gonna what, Josh?"

He seethed, "I don't freakin believe this! I almost get killed and-"

"Krone did not try to kill you!" I snapped.

"Yes, yes he did try to fucking kill me! Because that's what his kind does, whether you like it or not Sophie, they kill people!"

"Krone wouldn't-"

"WHY NOT?" he yelled at me, "because he's your cuddly little pet? Damnit, Sophie, how much of an idiot-"

"I am not an idiot, Joshua, you're the one who's the walking retard!"

"I'm not the one being all buddy-buddy with a freakin killer Yautja!"

"He is NOT a killer, Josh!" I stomped up to him, "he wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone, and I do not…" I seethed lowly, just enough for him to hear me, "…believe you."

His eyes narrowed, out of all the times I've seen him angry, all the times we've argued, this was the most I've seen his eyes bear so much rage. It was almost like hate. And for that reason alone I was even more mad at him.

"You know what, Sophie?" he hissed, "I've taken a whole lot of crap since that goddamn Yautja came here"

"Crap you deserve, Josh," I shot back.

"Oh, so that's what it is," he spat, "let's get back at Josh everybody! I'm the evil older brother and he's the good prince charming come to save poor little Sophie!"

"It's not like that-"

"It's not?" he scoffed, "Fuck. Well, Sophie, it sure fucking seems that way!"

"Stop it, Josh!"

"Stop what? Telling the truth?"

"Stop it!"

"You've grown real full of yourself since you got that bodyguard of yours, you now that Sophie?"

"Well maybe it's comforting for me to know that I have someone who isn't always calling me names or trying to put me down, Josh!"

"It also helps that he tries to kill me-"

"He did NOT TRY TO KILL YOU!"

"YES HE DID!"

"I believe Krone a thousand time more than I will EVER believe in you, Josh!"

He shoved me back, Krone immediately got behind me and growled.

"Why don't you tell your precious Yautja to cut my head off now, Sophie?"

"Shut up, Josh!"

It happened in a split second. Just enough time for my eyes to widen in the mere shock of the action. Josh had lifted his fist above me. Josh was going to hit me.

Krone stopped him.

Krone roared as his grip on Josh's wrist increased by a thousand, causing Josh to cry out. My mind suddenly crash landed back from outer space.

"Krone! Krone!" I grabbed his arm desperately, "Stop! Stop it, Krone, please!"

Josh was in tears, "Damnit, SOPHIE!"

Krone roared again and with a jolt he threw Josh backwards.

"Krone!"

Josh's back collided with the island pony-wall, meanwhile I was trying to calm Krone down.

"Krone, stop, calm down, Krone!" I held him back as best I could, Krone was growling uncontrollably and glaring at Josh. I barely understood what was going on. "Krone, please!"

Josh tried to get up, Krone hissed at him, Josh stumbled back to the ground, "Holy shit."

"Josh, stop!" I yelled, Christ, couldn't he just stay there until… "Krone, calm down!"

I placed both my hands on Krone's chest, "Krone, look at me! Look at me! You have to calm down!" Krone was still eying Josh with cold eyes, "Krone, please!"

I rested my forehead on his chest, letting out a desperate sigh.

"…please, Krone…please?"

I felt his body relax, his breathing was rigid at best but it was better than nothing. I looked up at him, Krone's eyes shifted as he stared down at me, as if in apology.

"Krone…"

Josh ran out to the backyard, I pushed my hair out of my face, to distressed to even begin to piece together what happened. Krone said nothing.

Exhaled as I rubbed my arms, the very room feeling like it was below 0 degrees. Josh just tried to hit me and Krone just threw him half across the room. Was this really happening?

Agitated, I went into the kitchen. I had to something, anything, when I was nervous or else I'd have a mental breakdown. And I did not need that right now. I did not need that.

I frantically started to take out a small pot from one of the cabinets, I took a nearby gallon of water and poured some into it. The water came out in an unsteady wave.

"Sophie-"

"Why? Why did you do that?" I half-stammered, half-blurted out, getting increasingly irritated that I couldn't make a simple pot of tea, "Why, Kone, why-"

"He was going to-"

"I know! I know!" I inhaled heavily, pulling my hair back, "God!"

"Sophie-"

"Why did you have to throw him?"

"I would not let him strike you, Sophie!" he growled, "I would rather give up all my honor than to permit it!"

"Krone!"

"I have heard you two bicker endlessly since I got here," he continued, "he has done nothing but disrespect you! I refuse to let him to that anymore!"

"But, Krone-"

"Sophie," he turned my around to face him, "I have seen many despicable and horrid things, but you-the way he treated you-I refuse to let continue! I'd rather die than let him continue to do this!"

"You threw him!"

"He needed to be taught a lesson!"

"But I-"

"Sophie, believe me when I say I would do the same thing a hundred times over," he took me by both my shoulders, "I will not let him disrespect you again!"

"I know!" I cried as I wrapped my arms around him, "Just don't yell at me!"

Krone returned my embrace as I tried to control frustrated tears. "Stupid! Yelling at me after all the drama that just happened!"

I felt Krone rub the back of my head, like he did in the garage, "Sophie…"

"Promise me you won't do it again!" I looked up at him seriously, "Promise me, Krone! You can growl at him, roar, but just don't do that again! Please!"

"Sophie-"

"Promise!"

His eyes bore a solid stare, I waited for my answer.

"Very well," he clicked, "I will not harm your brother…but if he ever crosses the line again I won't hesitate, Sophie."

I laid my head on his chest again as he held me, "You are not mad at me?"

"I don't know, maybe," I cuddled into his muscular chest, thinking about everything and nothing at all at the same time, only being comforted by Krone's warmth, "my head hurts…"

In one swift movement Krone held me bridal-style, "K-Krone! W-what are you-?"

"I'm taking you to your room," he clicked simply.

"B-b-but…I can walk there!"

"You just said that you're head hurts, besides," he smirked, "I can bench-press five-fifty, remember? You're as light as a feather."

I blushed.

Krone carried me all the way to my room, laying me on my bed and knelt beside it, he stroked my head, "Feel better?"

I nodded, "Krone?"

"Yes?"

"Did you…really kick the dinning table?"

He was silent for a handful of seconds, "…Yes."

"For real?"

He nodded.

"…Why?"

His eyes lowered, "To be honest, I was a bit agitated…my repairs weren't going so well today and…"

"And?"

"Nothing," he looked away.

"You broke the dinning table because of nothing?"

"I asked your…brother were you were," it almost sounded like he avoided something, "I didn't appreciate his answer."

"What he say?"

"It's not so much what he said," he looked at me again, "It was the way he said it that…"

"Pissed you off?"

"If that's how you say it."

I hugged my knees curiously, "You didn't tell me you did it when I talked about it."

"I didn't want you to be angry with me."

With any other person, I'd have been a little upset, but seeing that it was Krone; I couldn't helpy but find it practically cute.

I hugged his neck, "Thanks for defending me, Krone."

"You're welcome."

I let go of him, "We'll watch that movie some other time, okay?"

He nodded, "I look forward to it."

"It's a date then."

"A…a date?"

"Yep," I laid down again. I noticed that Krone looked a bit…bewildered? "What's wrong?"

"I…you…"

"Are you…stammering?"

"No."

"Yes you are!"

"No I am not."

"Yea-huh! How come?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You were totally stammering right now! Tell me why!"

"I was not."

I humphed, "Meanie."

000

I woke up pretty tiered, but I was still well enough to go to school.

When I went into the kitchen I found Josh still in his bed clothes and eating solemnly on a sandwich.

"You're not dressed," my voice was softer than usual, considering it was Josh who I was talking to, I figured it was instinctual since yesterday was still hot off the press.

Josh only lifted his right hand for me to see, his wrist was bandaged, "I already called school," he said as he lowered it, "I used the first aid kit, It'll heal up in a few."

Days? Weeks? He knew I didn't like vagueness, I let it slide though, I was worried, "Does it hurt?"

"No shit…" he mumbled.

"You…gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, yeah…" he waved his left hand dismissively, "you're gonna be late, Ms. Never Ditched a Class in Her Life…"

He seemed a bit angry, he wasn't even looking at me, I felt like I should say something. I didn't know what though, I mean he was the one who tried to hit me, I sighed.

"Well?" his annoyed voice interrupted my thoughts, "Go already…"

I nodded. I don't think i remember being in such low spirits after an arguement with Josh. Then again, I didn't just have an arguement with Josh. Everything that happened yesterday seemed so unreal, i just couldn't believe it actually happened, and the more i dared to think about it the more unreal it became.

The very thought of Josh trying to hit me never crossed my mind, not even in the worst case scenerios i've thought up when having a really heated arguement with him. The thought of Krone coming to my rescue and almost seriously hurting Josh for it never crossed my mind either. The thought of anyone sticking up from me never even seemed real to me.

As I was about to go out the front door I stopped. Leaving the two alone didn't seem like a hot idea right now, but there was no way around it. Though there still was one thing i could do. I headed for the garage.

"Krone?" I carefully opened the door.

"Sophie?" Krone was already out and about working on his ship.

"Um…Josh is…gonna stay here today so…" I smiled weakly.

"I understand."

"Great," relieved, I started to close the door.

"His bandage is on to tight," he clicked.

I smiled, "I'll fix it when I get back." I'd end up being late if this keeps up.

And so concludes the most dramatic day of my life, I only wished that things would be okay after this. I mean, not like things couldn't possibly get more complicated, right?

000

Oh, I don't know…all depends on my mood really…XD

Ah, yes, drama…dear friend of mine, we like to hang out, have some tea Wednesday afternoons…Drama, drama, drama…

Anyway, enough of that then! *kicks drama outa my house*

Never did like that no good boyfriend stealing-ANYWHO!

Who liked all the Josh bashing? Anyone? I know someone did…I know I did…Mmm-hmm…yeah…this is getting looooooooooooong….

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