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Took a break from playing University to work on my Schmidt Happens reboot updates/makeovers for the main cast.
Confirmed: I am still madly in love with James.
Originally I planned on starting the reboot while they were in high school, but I’m strongly considering bumping them up to college.
I couldn't resist.
If only I knew what I know today I would hold you in my arms I would take the pain away Thank you for all you've done Forgive all your mistakes There's nothing I wouldn't do To hear your voice again Sometimes I wanna call you but I know you won't be there
Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit Sometimes I just wanna hide cause it's you I miss And it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this
“No, oh no... I’m too late,” Mara whispered, biting back a sob. Upon seeing Lucius’ appearance, even her concern for James and Amber was briefly forgotten “Oh, Lu, what did you do? Why do you have horns?”
“I did what I had to do,” came his terse reply. “I think he’s still alive, barely--can you turn him?”
“No!” Amber shouted fiercely. “He would hate that! Stay away from him!”
Mara closed her eyes and drew a deep breath. “She’s right. I would not place that burden on him.” She fell silent and listened. “His heart is beating so slowly.. He--he will be gone, soon.”
Lucius teleported Amber away with a flick of his wrist. She immediately dropped to her knees beside James and whispered feverishly to him, stroking his hair and shaking her head over and over.
Watching the tears run down his wife’s face, Lucius waved his hand again and a portal opened up at Callisto’s feet. “Burn in Hell,” he said quietly as Callisto was pulled into the green flames.
“Let her go, Callisto. Unless you want to die the same way Vlad did,” Lucius said calmly, hoping to goad the vampire into making a mistake.
Callisto merely rolled her eyes. “I have no doubt you’re going to kill me,” she told him before she smiled once more. “But look at all the fun I’ve had. I had no idea your nosy little wife would taste so sweet.”
“Is he dead?” Lucius asked, indicating James’ limp form.
“Close enough. It’s his fault, really. Thought he needed to protect this one. You should be thanking me, from what I hear.”
“Admit it: I look amazing,” James announced as he came down the stairs.
“A little bit,” Mara conceded, “but not as good as we dooooo!”
“You look like an extra from Miami Vice,” Amber quipped. “Who knew pink was your color?”
“When do we leave?”
“Not just yet, Don Johnson,” Mara told James, putting a finger to his lips. “I just got a text from Brigitte and they need a few more minutes to get everything ready. I’ll go load up the car while you help Amber take the trash out.”
“How can I say no to you when you’re dressed like that?”