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Tea you later, Sherlock."So, why do I have to wear this ridiculous hat?" Sherlock asked, fixing the hat on his head with a scowl.
"Because it's a uniform, Sherlock. We all have to wear one, and please stop complaining. You should just be grateful I got you this job in the first place." John sighed, counting the money in his register drawer.
"I am grateful, I needed a job. But that has nothing to do with this dreadful green hat." Sherlock pointed to the baseball cap on his head.
"Look, just stock the shelves behind me. I don't want to put you on the register until you gain more people skills." John said as a woman approached the counter. "Good afternoon, ma'am. Will this be all for you today?" John asked, picking up the box of chai tea that she had put on the counter.
"Yes, thank you." She smiled as she reached for her wallet.
"Why are you buying that here? You can get the same thing at any supermarket for less." Sherlock commented, seeing the price on the glowing screen in front of John.
"Oh, well, I guess I'
Zutara week2013: sootheZuko was up in his office working. It was wonderful that right now he was organizing Azula's work files because that was what his father thought to be top priority. He really hated his job. He was working on alphabetizing Harrison, Harvey, and Harper when he heard a cry from down stairs. He dropped the folders to the desk and sprinted down to the first floor where he heard crying coming from the kitchen. He busted through the door to see Katara holding a towel around her hand and keeping it close to her stomach. The towel was rapidly turning red.
"What happened?!" He asked running over to her.
"What's going on?" Sokka asked, coming up the stairs to the basement.
"I cut my thumb open on a knife." Katara cried.
"Alright, sit up here." Zuko easily lifted her up onto the counter as Sokka rummaged for the first aid kit. "What were you doing?"
"I was washing dishes, and I thought I got them all so I reached into the water to check and sliced my finger open really bad." She said, tightening h
Zutara week2013: bound"Oh, shut up. You're 17, you don't know everything." Katara said, drying her hands on a towel.
"I know more about parenting than you do, Katara. Hiccups are annoying to everyone. Putting some sugar on his pacifier to stop it isn't going to anything to him." Toph said, crossing her arms defiantly.
"Except give him a huge sweet tooth. And he's going to get cavities if you keep giving him sugar once he gets teeth-"
"I'm going to brush his teeth, Katara. It's not that bad."
"You still don't know everything, Toph. I've been the mother around my house since my mom died."
"Oh, here we go again with the, oh I had to grow up so fast because my father and brother couldn't take care of themselves."
"Hey, I'd like to see you do all the stuff I did. You had people to do everything for you. Mommy and Daddy did whatever you wanted. Some of us didn't have all that money to throw around."
"Hey! I don't fall back on my parent's money! I've been holding my own since I got pregnant, and I'm just fine. I'v
Zutara week2013: gravity"Ugh, stupid, freakin-"
"What are you doing in there?" Zuko asked from the couch.
"Nothing! Damn it!" Katara yelled again.
"Ok, I'm coming in there-"
"No! Don't come in here!" She yelled from the kitchen. Zuko stood there with his hand on the door, contemplating going into the kitchen anyways.
"What are you doing?" He asked, letting his hand fall from the wooden door.
"Nothing. It's nothing." Katara said, rushed. It was followed by a crash and the sound of a ceramic bowl shattering.
"Are you o-" Zuko asked as he pushed the door open. Before him was a flour and batter covered Katara, even wearing an apron, standing by a broken bowl spilling batter onto the tile wood floor.
"I, uh, hi." Katara waved timidly.
"What is going on in here?" Zuko asked, stepping over the mess on the floor to his wife.
"I was, uh, I was making a cake." She said softly.
"I wanted to surprise you with it after our anniversary dinner." She looked up at him with puppy-dog eyes. "But stupid gravity-"
Zutara week2013: voices"Kat?" Zuko asked, poking his head into the kitchen. He had been looking for her all over the place, but she was no where to be found.
"Katara!" He yelled down the basement stairs. But there was no response. Just the silence of an empty house. Sokka and Suki had gone out for the day. Azula was with Ty-lee and Mai. His parents had gone to work. He was in the house alone. But he had no clue where his wife was.
"Zuko," He heard a whisper. He could swear it was Katara. Maybe he was going crazy, but he turned around, and he could almost see it in front of him.
"Zuko, I can't reach the top shelf." The 16 year old Katara was standing on her toes trying to reach the bowls on the top shelf of the cabinet.
"Here, I got it." The 18 year old Zuko before him reached up above her and grabbed the bowl she had been reaching for.
"Thanks." Katara rewarded him with a kiss on the cheek as she continued to make her breakfast.
He had never realized how much of a life him and Katara had in this hous
Zutara week2013: EuphoriaZuko and Katara were sitting on the couch watching tv when Suki came running through the door.
"Hi, Suki, how you doing?" Katara asked, looking up at her.
"We're having a girl!" Suki said, running over to behind the couch.
"Oh my gosh! That's so exciting!" Katara turned around and knelt on the couch.
"Not when it's your wallet taking the hit." Sokka said, walking in carrying a big box.
"We bought a crib." Suki said happily.
"So, what are you going to name her?" Katara asked.
"Kiri. We talked about it and we both love that name." Suki said, looking back at Sokka.
"Oh, that's so exciting. Let's go get Toph. We'll have a girl's day." Katara said, looking at Zuko.
"Here. Don't do anything extremely expensive." He sighed and handed her his car keys and his credit card.
"Thank you. I love you." Katara gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran out the door with Suki.
"Guess we're building a crib." Zuko said, grabbing one end of the big box.
"Aang is coming over to help. You know, like get us beers
Zutara week2013: Calor"Zuko, zuko." Katara shook her husband awake.
"Hm? What?" He asked, squinting against the sunlight coming in through the window.
"Toph is bringing the baby over. Aang has to work a double shift today and Toph has to go run errands. We have to watch him." She said, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"Ugh, I don't want to watch a baby. They're sticky and loud and they drool." Zuko sighed, rolling back over in bed.
"Zuko, get up. I told Toph we could watch Di-Chi." Katara sighed, crossing her arms.
"Then shouldn't you get dressed?" Zuko asked, looking at her in her blue t-shirt and plaid pajama shorts.
"Look who's talking. Look, if you don't want to watch the baby, fine, I'll do it myself, you just stay up here and sleep." Katara said, angrily grabbing her ponytail off of the dresser and storming out of the room. The doorbell was ringing as she rushed down the stairs.
"I'm coming!" She yelled as she reached the front door. Toph was standing on the other side of it with a wriggling baby in h
Zutara: Movie nights and Sleepovers"Be good, Zuko. Thank you for watching him, Kaya." Ursa stood at her neighbor's front door with her son.
"I will be." Zuko said, wincing as his mother kissed his cheek. "Mom." He grumbled.
"Right. I'm leaving." Ursa waved and left her son at her friend's house.
"Katara! Zuko's here!" Kaya yelled up the stairs. Katara ran down the steps, her little pig tails bouncing with each bound.
"You two go ahead and watch a movie. I have some work to do." Kaya went to her office at the top of the stairs and left the children alone.
"Let's watch The Little Mermaid." Katara said, shutting the door behind her friend.
"That's what we watched last weekend. It's my turn to pick." Zuko stumbled over to the shelf with the DVDs and looked for one. He pulled one out and passed it to the girl behind him.
"A Nightmare on Elm street? Sokka said that was a really scary movie." Katara said, glancing at the cover of the movie.
"What? You're not scared are you?" Zuko asked, raising his eyebrows and crossing his ar
ZM12: Sublime"No, Dad, I-I get it. I know. Alright, We'll call you." Sokka was sitting at the kitchen table talking on his cell phone. Katara had just walked into the room and overheard the ending of his conversation. "Yeah, Yeah tell Uncle Bato we said hi. Be careful out there. Love you too. Bye." Sokka hung up the phone and set it on the table.
"Was that dad?" Katara asked.
"Yeah. Umm, Katara, Dad can't be home for Christmas." Sokka said looking up at her with watery eyes.
"What? B-but he said-"
"I know. But, something happened at the navy base and he has to stay there for a few more months." Sokka sighed. Katara started crying. "Katara, it'll be ok. I'll be here and Zuko. Toph, Aang, Suki, all our friends will be here." He stood up and hugged Katara.
"But this is the first year without Dad. Or Gran-Gran. I don't even know if Grandpa Paku is coming. Last I heard he had retired in Alaska." Katara cried. Sokka looked up and saw Zuko standing in the door way. He shook his head and turned around and
England x Sister!Reader: Gay or British?
"Why do you keep staring at me?"
"Because," [First] [Last] said, stretching out the word. Eyes narrowed, she stared at Arthur Kirkland. "I see you hanging out with a bunch of. . . guys."
Arthur is a man with messy blonde hair and emerald eyes. He proclaims himself as a gentleman, but his language when he's angry goes against it. Right now he was sitting at a table at a cafe with a newspaper in hand.
[First] is the a younger sister that uses vulgar language from time to time. She was a little strange to others, for she plays some video games like Call of Duty, or Pokemon. She had [h/c] hair that was usually shiny, and [e/c] eyes that were currently scrutinized at Arthur.
Two cups laid on the white fabric of the table. Arthur had specifically ordered earl grey tea, while [First] asked for [drink]. Francis Bonnefoy was the owner of this cafe, in whic
Romania X Neko Reader
Romania X Reader
A man is walking down the street. He has strawberry blond hair with crimson eyes and pale skin. He is wearing a dark red overcoat with a white shirt and black pants underneath and black boots. He is strolling along the side walk calmly.
“Go away you filthy beast!” a voice shouts
The man turns to see another man swinging a broom at a cat. The cat has messy (fur/color) fur and fear filled (eye/color) eyes. The cat yowls when the broom hits it and it falls into the street. The man huffs and returns inside. The other man runs to the poor creature.
“Hey, are you ok” he ask petting it gently
It turns to him and meows painfully. He sees it’s a girl and also notices her leg at an odd angle.
‘It must be broken’ he thinks
He scoops her up in his arms. And walks away.
He returns home he puts her down on the couch and leaves only to return with a first aid kit.
“I don’t know much about taking care of cats but I will do my bes
Levi x Reader: After All This Time? (9) (f/n)'s eye shot open immediately, before she could react to William's lips on hers. Levi shoved him and pushed him against the wall. He had his arm on William's neck, very ready to strangle him. William, however, remained unfazed by his attack.
"Why were you kissing my wife?!" Levi shouted, adding pressure on William's neck. There was something about this man that Levi could not trust. And something that he didn't like as well. (f/n) was confused. She woke up feeling warm and soft lips and now the owner of those lips was being strangled.
"I'm going to kill you for that!" Levi shouted once more, about to strangle him to death. (A/N: LOL)
William got bored of Levi's childish threats and his not so effective strength and shoved Levi off, fixing his tie that Levi had ruined.
"Levi! What the hell are you doing in my room?" (f/n) questioned, keeping a stoic yet irritated face. She looked at William threateningly while he
An Alchemist's Experience
Proofed by: NorthboundFox
“Just a few more ingredients…..” Ozzy muttered as he bounced around his workshop. Dried herbs and plants hung from the rafters of his basement brushed against his face as he furiously swatted them aside muttering under his breath “dried baby’s breath…… dried baby’s breath…… nooo…. nope…nope… nope…. AH HA!” he exclaimed happily as he jumped off the stool beaming as he thrust the bundle triumphantly at his mate. Jenna sighed and shook her head slowly, “looks the same as all the others to me.” she said with a shrug. Ozzy’s expression drooped, “you know I could teach you to do this yourself you know right?” He walked over to a small pot hung over a Bunsen burner and dropped 3 of the flowers in. “I know, I know…” Jenna said as she padded behind him and nuzzled his neck, “but I’d
England x Reader [Oneshot] [[Commission]]
England/Arthur Kirkland x Reader
Commission for SweetDarkJen
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You © Yourself, or whoever you want
Her brightly coloured trainers clicked against the dirtied school floor with each step that she took. The sounds of her footsteps meshed together with the shouting voices of the many students that attended Gakuen Hetalia High as they either attempted the push past the crowds and get to class or mucked around in the halls. However, it was mostly the latter. Her footing was slow and tired, a legit sign that showed her destination. She was heading towards the most hated subject ever. Maths.
It was the last lesson of the day; both a blessing and a curse. Her [favourite colour] school bad was slung lazily over
Reader x Trickster!Nepeta: Egg Coloring"EY YO BITCHIE-"
"Oh my god she's still alive are you kidding me?"
Your name is ___ ___ and your... matesprit, Nepeta Leijon, Tac as you call her, is frantically pounding on your door.
"BITCHIE LEMME IN I REALLY NEED TO MAKE PLANS WITH MEW AND YOUR CUTE BUTT."
"Do we have to?" you groaned. You were literally laying on the floor of your cute little one-story apartment. Your Siamese cat, Simi, licked your nose. Simi was fond of the troll and in return, the troll was fond of Simi.
"Uh. Well not really but I'd sure as hell purrefur mew did." you heard her make a face. "And befur mew ask, no I didn't kill anyone this time. Da po-po let me furreeeeee~" the Trickster chirped.
"Fine." you simply said, wiggling over to the door and sitting up, staring at the oversized wood plank. "What's the password?"
"THERE'S A PASSWORD?!"
You stifled a laugh, merely smirking and standing up, stepping back to dodge the olive blood's attempted tackle-pounce as you opened the door. "Hello t
(Req) Methods of Communication (Canada x Reader)
"Ahh! Oh no!"
Pausing mid-sip of your drink, you glanced up.
Matthew Williams, probably one of the most discussed guys in your year at college, was standing a ways across from where you swear, beneath a large oak tree that had likely been planted there when the college was first built. Its great height and width stood as a testament to just how much both it and the college itself had grown since their beginning. From the distance you stood, it looked like Matthew had dropped a folding, sending a wad of papers scattered about his sneakered feet like giant, grounded butterflies. He hastily crouched, grabbing at the papers haphazardly, in a desperate attempt to stop them from being swept away by the breeze snaking its way between the buildings, but taking care not to crumple or rip the pages.
One paper, however, missed his frantic fingers and zoomed off, carried away by the air current. You glanced down, jolting slightly in surprise at the paper slapped into the leg of your jeans. Bending
A Southern Story: Chelsea at the supermarketHey! How you doing, I haven’t seen you since before the reception!
Aww, that’s good to hear, glad everything’s going okay for you! Me? Oh, I’m just bracing myself for this coming football season. I got stuck in charge of the cheerleaders again, and you know how that turned out LAST year. Put all that effort into getting skinny, ah, well, you know, not quite so hugely fat, and they all looked at me doing that and went back to stuffing their faces.
I’ve already made up my mind, I’m not even going to try this year to make these girls lose any weight. It's down to them, if they want to look good, they can stop stuffing their greedy little faces. If they want to make terrible messes out of themselves, then go ahead, have that fourth plate of nachos. I’m just gonna sit back and let them do it.
We had our first meeting last week and guess who just waltzed in ten minutes late, shoving a Hershey’s bar in her face? Kaitlyn O’Leary, reme
CrystalJessica wants to be a vet when she grows up, that means a doctor for animals. My mum told me it was very difficult to be a vet because you had to go to school for a long time (which I wouldn’t mind) and that lots of people want to work with making animals better and there are only a small number of jobs for those people. I’m not sure she’s right about that because I always see dead animals on the roads on the way to Dad’s house if we don’t go the motorway way. If animals are still dying outside then I don’t think there are enough vet doctors to go around. Adults are like that sometimes though; you have to let them think that you believe them. It’s just easier not to argue.
I think Jessica would make a great vet. She has three dogs, all of different kinds. She had a greyhound called Mario, a spaniel called Lucy and a bison - no, a bichon frise called Dahlia. She’s a little white one and only has half a bark but she licks my hands when I go
JimmyXCindy week: CareerCindy sat in her college class. She was going to school to be a lawyer, and the university of Retroville had a fantastic law program. Her teacher wasn't in today, so someone else stood at the front of the class. She was having trouble following today. He wasn't the best teacher of law, and he was kind of cute, so she really wasn't paying attention.
"A-Alright class, good lesson today. Now uh, class dismissed." The professor said. Cindy gathered her things and went up to the desk.
"Ok, you should not make teaching your career." She said.
"I know! They needed a quick sub today, I didn't have a class. So, quiet you." He said, erasing the chalk board.
"I'm teasing you Jimmy." Cindy chuckled at his reaction.
"I know that too." He sighed.
"Oh you act like you know everything." Cindy said.
"I do know everything." He said, turning to her.
"Yeah, yeah. You just think your so smart, and cute, and sexy." She said.
"You think I'm sexy?" Jimmy asked.
"No, I think you think you're sexy." She said de
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