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@dazzlingember
“So…I’ve got like 200 bucks in these cute little colorful chips,” Daisy rolled the gambling chip in her finger with a grin as she looked up at the wall of prizes. “What should I get?” she shouted over the music.
“Oh, you definitely want the light up shutter shades,” Ember suggested playfully, pointing to the section of wall fully lined with blinking glasses. “Looks like you’d be the first and I mean, who doesn’t want to be a trendsetter?”
I feel like I've been a super distant older brother lately, especially with all my secrets of the last year. I feel like both of us have changed so much in so many ways this year and haven't even been able to chat about it! I'm sorry for not giving you all the attention you deserve. Hope the rest of your senior year is a blast.
Anonymously message me anything you want to tell me!
TWITTER | Embray
@shraymajik: Do not panic, Walt! This will get fixed ASAP. I wish I could help my mother more actively at fixing this, but my magic is nowhere near as powerful as hers. In the meantime, we can use this time to really embrace and appreciate each other's differences! I challenge you all to shake your neighbor's hand today, and embrace that they might have powers that you've never known of before!
@dazzlingember: Shray, I'm going to say this as calmly and as clearly as I can, okay? I am a two inch tall fairy with fire powers who lives with a vampire, a literal Goddess, and a distraught genie--the later two of which presumably having an infinite amount of power. If you don't fix this--and soon--I swear to whatever other Gods and Goddesses that are out there, I WILL set you on fire.
Left on Gage’s doorstep. wrapped with a card:
Merry Christmas, Gage.
I was actually pretty stoked to get someone from home for this Secret Santa thing. Getting someone you hardly know makes gifting that much harder, but as soon as I got your name, I got an idea. I know it isn’t much now, but when I looked into it, it sounded really cool. So you’ll get a Paletteful Pack every month until next Christmas, but to hold you over until they come, I figured you can’t have too many paints. Can’t wait to see what beautiful things you bring into the world.
- Ember
@gagethebell
text 💬 monber
Monty: Boo's bike tires, that's exactly what I'm talking about! See, you can keep up!
Ember: I will choose to take that last part as your brain damaged way of being encouraging and not in the condescending way it came off. Why are you trying to slash his tires now, exactly? Bit late and bit of a novice way to get back at him for punching you, isn't it?
text 💬 monber
Monty: Should I slash his tires or egg his house?
Ember: I need more a little more than just a vague idea of who it is you're talking about before I can give a definitive answer, but honestly, what tires are you going to slash? His bike tires? Please.
TEXT | PARBER
Pari: ohhhhh rip. Can't relate cause I don't have siblings but I can pretend. :/
Pari: [SCREENSHOTS OF THE CONVERSATION]
Pari: Am I being unreasonable???????????
Ember: W O W. There are so many key things to hit on there but I do not know where to start. XD
Ember: Firstable DID I KNOW SHRAY AND SOFIA FUCKED?! I feel like I did but at the same time my whole ass soul is SHOOK.
Ember: Secondly, I don't think I full understand manc pixie dreamgirling someone and that's where I'm at a disadvantage here. Which is some sort of ironic, I'm sure.
Ember: Thirdly, Monty was definitely more emotionally stunted than Boo, lol.
Ember: Fourthly, SWIMFAN VIBES. We stan the TRUTH.
Ember: Fively, that was pretty manipulative, but I also get what you were going for (I think) seeing as Boo generally does not want to do most things school (and/or) function related and sometimes you gotta tell him he's going to regret and/or miss out on something for him to be like "Wanna bet?! Watch, I'll go and I'll HATE IT THE WHOLE TIME BUT I'LL PROVE YOU WRONG AND THAT I WAS RIGHT AND THAT SAID EVENT ACTUALLY SUCKED!"
Ember: WHOA WHOA WHOA! SIXTHLY! Why am I being tossed in this so freely?! I was very clear with him that I was flattered but also like, no, and that we were buds BEFORE that whole thing and I was just as mad at him for bidding on me as Boo was and am STILL MAD BOO HIT HIM FIRST!
Ember: "I'm the same guy I've always been and that's the guy who agrees to do whatever you want!"
"I. TOLD. YOU. SO MANY TIMES. YOU DIDN'T /HAVE/ TO DO ANYTHING."
"Why are you pushing it the ONE TIME I don't!"
Ember: I feel like this is the biggest point to hit on here.
TEXT | PARBER
Pari: lmaooo why fuck your brother??? Is this because of the bash? Kori and Noli SO WOULD but looks like I'm recreating their epic prom friend-breakup instead 🙄 Obviously I'm Noli and Boo is Kori.
Ember: Yeah. Nobody wants to see their sibling make out with Satan on the jumbo tron. I mean, not that I'm not completely honored to be your back-up, but I /know/ I'm your back-up, so I figured something was up, lol. Need to talk about it?
TEXT | PARBER
Pari: meh, they're just prom things I think. I'm also running for homecoming queen so I hope you weren't planning to run but how cute would dates running against each other be? :P
Ember: Yooo! My brother would QUAKE. But fuck him at this very second, so no, the crown is all yours, lol. Tell me why that sounds like a Kori and Noli-esque shenan, lol.
TEXT | PARBER
Pari: Wanna be my date to homecoming?
Ember: Of course. Are corsages homecoming things or prom things?
The best part about a beach party? A bunch of people in one place, a prime location for a prank. The worst part about a beach party? Stefan had nowhere to hide the pair of pliers he’d come across behind the DJ booth. Someone must have had them there to tune some wires or tighten a bolt or something…But it was almost like…he was meant to stumble upon them. And he took one look at the inflatable slide and, though he’d resigned himself to a life of no shenanigans since last year’s prom fiasco. Boy, was he itching to wreak some havoc on that inflatable slide. He held the pliers in his hand, curling his fingers around the handle until he heard footsteps behind him and instantly hid them behind his back. “Is this the line for the water slide?” he asked as nonchalantly as he could with a potential weapon in his hand.
Ember had to admit, an end of summer beach bash was right up her alley; she much preferred the multitude of options over just sweating in the middle of a crowd of her peers to music she wasn't completely familiar with. And after seeing her brother and his not-so-secret girlfriend kissing on the jumbo screen? She was glad that there were event areas to disappear in. Taking advantage of one of the few things she enjoyed about having the body of a Clumsy, Ember made a beeline to the water features; not at risk of drowning or being weighed down because of her wings--not that she needed any more help being weighed down in her Clumsy body--running away to one of the many different water features was a welcome distraction, and as soon as she saw Stevie Stefan, so was he. "Distract me, please," she started, taking a few more extra seconds than normal to pick up on his body language. "Yooou...are up to something." she stated, eyeing him with feigned suspicion, immediately elated because whatever that look on his face meant, meant that she was in the right place, at the right time. "Which means you've obviously lost your touch in your old age," the girl teased. "Whatever it is, I want in, I don’t care. Distract me, please." she repeated her first plea. She didn't care what he was up to as long as it erased the image of her brother making out with his devil spawn of an apparent girlfriend out of her head. Gross.
“I swear these chaperones are hovering around me like drones,” Stefan muttered out loud, taking a large performative gulp of his punch in front of the college student who’d clearly been told to keep an eye on him specifically. “See?! Not spiked!” He rolled his eyes. Maybe it was smart of them to take extra precautions around the boy who had a personal grievance around this event in particular and, therefor, even more of a reason to actually sabotage it this time. But truly, he just wanted to have a good time with the junior class. “Think if I had a date I’d look less suspicious to them?”
"I never understood why the WU adults chaperoned high school events. Like, you’d think college would be the glory days they want to relive--or live, in this case--not high school.” Ember admitted, wiggling her fingers at Stevie’s Stefan’s own personal Watchmen with a fake smile. “And shouldn’t they be studying for finals or something? Or, I don’t know, having their own party while we experience ours?” she asked loud enough for them to hear. Rolling her eyes and disregarding the college student’s shadowy presence, she offered Stefan a genuine smile and laughed. “I highly doubt you’d completely spy free even then, but at least you get to be here? It’d’ve been pretty sucky if you had to miss out. Let’s be honest though, You’re just gonna have face it, Stefan Westergaard. You’re infamous. ...But at least you’re not going to go down in history as the girl that went to Junior Prom with Shray Majik...”
Text Message || Neverland Nerds
Delia J: Thanks, I dropped like five books on my face.
Ember: Good things happen to good people.
stefanwestergaard:
God. Look, what my dad does is his business and I’m not gonna delve any further into it than I already have. Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Look at you, Miss Dazzledust – a regular rule-breaker yourself! I appreciate that. If my brilliant plan to get in with the Fierce Five doesn’t work, I’ll be sure to hit you up if you haven’t already found a date of your own by then. It’s the name on my birth certificate! Stevie is just a nickname that stuck around way too long. But thanks. I’m glad to be back, even if it’s not with my respective class.
But now curious minds want to know! Shhh, keep that to yourself, you could ruin a girl’s reputation speaking truths like that. Next thing you know, I’ll be expelled for a stink bombing I didn’t commit. ...Or did I? Spoiler Alert for The Nosy & The Snitchy: I did not; my brother would’ve murdered me...and I only would’ve done it if he’d lost. Ouch, playing second--sixth?--string to the Fake Five? Way to go straight for the ego, man. You’re lucky you’re my favorite...reformed?...resident bad boy. Which one are you going for? Please tell me it’s at least one of the fun ones like Remy or Tally. Well, I figured that, Captain Obvious! It’s just kind of...stuffy? (There is a joke in there somewhere, but it’s both too easy and too hard to word right now, so...just know it’s in there.) Especially when you think about the shit you got into before, y’know? Is it just Stefan or do you go by Stef for short too? Still so stupid you’re going to be behind a year.
stefanwestergaard:
Expecting those guys to let me get away with any stunt of my choosing is a laugh and a half. My dad had to all but suck a dick to get them to reopen my case and prove my innocence. I’d be shook if they even let me go to prom this year even though I think it’s what I’m owed, what with my sophomore standing and all. Oh, and it’s just Stefan now. Stevie is a thing of the past – a puny kid who gets framed for petty crimes. Stefan is a man.
A girl can dream, okay? It’s no fun around here when you know who done it, y’know? Okay...but...do we know for sure he “all but” did that? Is your return about to be the newest thing around the gossip mill? I need to be prepared! Pfft. We know the punishment doesn’t always fit the crime around here--or lack of crime--, so if push comes to shove, you can come with me or I’ll sneak you in or something if they try to keep you out of Prom on your own. Stefan? That’s different, I’ll try to remember that. Stevie was a puny kid who committed petty crimes and just got in trouble for the wrong one. Stevie or Stefan the Man, still stands that I’m glad you’re back.
Now that I’ve been officially cleared of my non-involvement in last year’s prom stink bomb, Walt High owes me for a loss of my final sophomore semester. What are we thinking I should finesse from this wrongful expulsion? I’m thinking a locker with a view, or free tickets to the sporting event of my choice. Any other ideas?
I definitely think there should be some sort of Get Out of Jail Free card slid your way, it only seems fair. Even if with stipulations*, “*No arson, no bodily harm to students or faculty alike, etc.” But! Coming back in time to actually stink bomb a prom? That just feels right. Welcome back to the masses mess, Stevie.
You know what experience I’m kind of sad I never got to actually live through? The whole ‘big envelope/small envelope’ college letter thing you always see on TV! When I get acceptances and rejections next month, they’re all going to just come straight to my email – I can’t be the only one sad that I won’t be able to literally hold my future in my hands when the time comes, right?
If you want I can get one of the computer nerds to spoof your e-mail or whatever and print them out and put them in big or small envelopes for you. Then you can get the True Experience. Not that there would be many--if any--small envelopes. You’re too super scary dedicated to your education.
