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"Normal is the enemy of interesting"
-Jack McKinley, The Curse of the King
Jack: Do I look alright?
Marco: Bro, I am straight and I would totally take you on this table.
The Ship Challenge- Aly x Jack
Who is more likely to hurt the other?
None of them.
Who is emotionally stronger?
They have both been through a lot, but I’d have to say Jack.
who is physically stronger?
Aly, much for Jack’s dismay.
who is more likely to break a bone?
Jack, the reckless brat.
who knows best what to say to upset the other?
Aly.
who is most likely to apologise first after an argument?
Jack is- he can’t stand to be like that with Aly, even though she can’t either. But he would only give up a few days or even a week after the argument.
who treats who’s wounds more often?
Jack treats Aly’s wounds more often- not because she gets in more fights, but because she has got no way with that kindd of stuff.
who is in constant need of comfort?
Aly is pretty pampared.
who gets more jealous?
ALY, FOR GOD’S SAKE. ALY.
who will propose?
Jack, in the classical way.
who has the most difficult parents?
...That’s a tough one...
None of them are actually difficult. They all love their children, no matter what.
who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public?
Jack, trying to tease her.
who comes up for the other all the time?
Aly is pretty much in trouble all the time, but so is Jack, so....
who hogs the blankets?
Jack. He can’t even sleep still.
who gets more sad?
Aly, probably- there are just too many sad dogs in the world, what were you expecting?
who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?
Aly.
who is more streetwise?
Jack has many experience- more than Aly, probably.
who is more wise?
They’re both dorks.
who’s the shyest?
None.
who boasts about the other more?
Jack- I mean- JUST LOOK AT HER FABULOUS HAIR, IT’S SO SOFT, AND HER EYES ARE JUST GORGEOUS, AND THAT LITTLE CUTE NOSE!!!! SO KAWAI! AND SHE IS SO SMART AND FUNNY I CAN’T EVEN! (get the idea?)
who sits on who’s lap?
Most part of time it’s Aly who sits in Jack’s lap.
Alive
Person X: So, what do you want to be when you grow up?
Jack: Alive.
Person X: ...
Jack: ...
Person X: ...
Jack: ...
Cass: I second that.
The Seven Wonders Fanfiction Descendants of The Missing Land Chapter 1- Nightmares Jack x Cass
For the first time in a few days I finally had a good night of sleep.
Well, a night and the whole morning. And a bit of the afternoon, surely.
The sun lazily filled my room with light through of the huge windows.
As I tryed to get up from my bed, I realized that Cass was no longer there.
Still shirtless, I sited still and watched as the birds flew and sang outside.
I barried my face in my hands, trying to remember everything that had happened.
Honestly, how could I forget?
Flashbacks wandered through my head as I put on my bunnny slippers.
Knock knock knock.
I was afraid to anser the call.
“Jack, let me in. Let’s talk.” he said.
His voice was just so calm and inviting that I coudn’t resistist to let him in. Just a talk. It’d get better. Surely.
I finally assembled enough might and strengh to stand up.
My room was clean and organized, nothing like I remembered it to be.
As soon as he got a glimpse of me, a smile emerged in his face, ear to hear.
I would have reacted a lot differently, if I was in his place. I was honestly terrible. My hair was messy, my eyes were surrounded by dark circles, I had bad breath, my clothes were crumpled and I didn’t shower since I entered in the ninth circle of hell.
Not to mention my room. There were cloths everywhere, my desk was filled with papers and trash, the floor was dirty and the walls had my nail’s marks.
He run into me, and raped his long arms around my neck. The shock made me fall into my bed, with a joyful laugh.
I wasn’t sure if I how I would manage to look into his eyes today and tell him sincerely how I felt about him and how greatful I was for having him in my life.
But well, as Marco used to say: Using the brain stops your true instincts from acting.
For now, my biggest challenge was to put on some cloth.
***
Our laughs were tangled togheter, forming a sweet harmony.
We parted and as soon as he sited up his expression got serious.
“Ok, Jack. Tell me what’s going on with you”
“Nightmares”- I replied.
Being one of the Selects he
The memories flew over my head as I walked to the baseball court, the place where they’d most likly be.
Marco launched the ball with his usual incredible strengh, as Aly tryed to catch it.
Cass was siting casualy at the bottom of the audience, and clapped every time Aly managed to catch the white ball.
Their little game stopped with the sight of me.
“You look better” -concluded Aly.
“Do you feel better?” asked Cass.
I explined to him how all the awful beast have been tormenting my sleep, torturing me endlessly, how all my friends turned me their back, how I was made watch everything I loved and belived in burn right in front of my eyes.
His eyes burned with tears. He understood me. But still, he beived I need to sleep more than everything.
“Jack, we are all here. We are here to help you. Me, Aly, Marco... Everyone wants to help!”
“But you can’t help me!”
My voice was so cold that I was quite surprised myself. Because, in the end, I was just silently screaming “Help me”.
I felt so lost in my own thoughts that I just hoped I had an aproppriate answer.
“I think so”
Sucess! They didn’t even noticed... I hope.
Cass smiled slightly and Aly and Marco run into me and made me join a group hug.
I felt so good!
I felt home...
Over Aly’s shoulder I watched as Cass’ shy smile became a proud one.
Then, the visions, not only from last night, this time, came faster and in no order or control:
Cass’ laugh filled the awkwardly silent room.
No one had the courage to laugh in such a tense situation and yet his laugh was so contagious that in mere seconds, everyone was laughing.
“Please, Jack. Don’t do this to yourself!” -he asked me.
I couldn’t bear to hear such bereft in his voice. He truly cared about me. Like no one had ever cared. He was trying to give me the love I had never gotten. But I just could make myself accept it.
“Please, Cass, no! I don’t want to face them again! I can’t!”- I protested, lost in despair.
Tears filled his eyes. He just wanted me to be ok! Why couldn’t I give him that!?
“I love you” said Aly. I pulled her away gently. I didn’t want to hurt her, but my heart already belonged to someone else.
Cass’s class of Backwardish was being everything but boring.
“I-I’m sorry!” Cass exclamed, laughing.
I picked up my books with his help
“Thank you Cass”
“Anytime” he replied.
“It’s ok, Jack. We’ve been threugh this too. It’ll get better. Trust me” he said.
“I JUST WNAT THEM TO GO AWAY, DAMN IT!” I yelled furiously, scratching my arm.
It didn’t saw him smile like that since... Well, I’ve lost track of the days... He genarally smilled a lot, but his smile of relief was indeed incredibly beautiful.
“Thank you Cass.” I gesticulated, not pronouncing the words.
He noded and whispered:
“Anytime”
Hell Yeah
New Fanfiction Coming!
Hi there! Tomorrow I’ll start writing a new fanfiction about the Seven Wonders and all of its ships! It’s called Descendants Of The Missing Land. Please tell me which couples you’d like to read about! It’ll be a couple of random one-shots in AUs (or not) and the first chapter might be published on Monday or Tuesday... I think?
Aesthetic- Aly Black, Cass Williams, Jack McKinley and Marco Ramsay.
I used the app Fotor, and I don’t actually own any of the pictures the art used for Marco is Viria’s drawing of Nico DiAngelo, and sorry if I forgot to mention something! I just really don’t want to have any copyright problems...
Hope you liked it!
