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From Normandy to Toccoa

I did not expect to write this but y'know what, we're just gonna vibe with it. And this will probably get expanded on unnecessarily .

Carl never expected this to happen. One minute, he was crawling along the beaches of Normandy. And the next, he found himself back in 1942 in Toccoa.

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Update: I’m Back~! 🌺

Hello darlings! I know it’s been quite a while, and I heavily apologize! Things have been tough with my mental state, and recently my physical state as well, so it’s been holding me back from getting to all of your matchups. However, I’m going to start pushing myself, and I promise they’ll start being pumped out again in no time! There’s a huge possibility I won’t be going to school tomorrow, or even Friday, so you bet your asses I’ll try and get one or two out in the duration. I look forward to getting back into this, and once these are fulfilled the askbox will be opened!

Also, I may be contemplating doing Carmen Sandiego matchups soon if anyone is interested! 💗🌺💞

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From Normandy to Toccoa (extended version)

Yes, I wrote and expanded this crack fic. No, I'm not sorry 😂😂😂.

for @lyselkatz 💜💜💜

Carl never expected this to happen. Though there was a lot Carl never expected to happen that often did happen. For one, sugar being rationed. What did it take to get some extra sugar around here?

He missed before all of this happened. He didn’t understand why sugar of all things was rationed. They weren’t going to war over sugar. But that didn’t stop Carl from finding other ways Normandy was loud. And scary. He didn't want to be there. One minute, he was crawling along the beaches of Normandy. And the next, he found himself back in 1942 in Toccoa.

Not again. This had been happening a lot lately. Carl thought it was a dream. Or maybe a nightmare. But no, it wasn't a nightmare. It was just another typical day in his life. Now, he was back at Toccoa.

And it was sweltering. No surprise there.

He didn't like Georgia all that much. It was too hot and there weren’t a lot of places to swim when they weren’t training. Most of the time, he spent his days under Sobel’s bed, trying to keep out of the way. He didn't see anyone around. Then he heard it.

Footsteps pounding against the ground like a herd. Carl knew this couldn't be good. He turned and saw Easy coming right towards him.

Carl moved as fast as he could to get out of the way. He didn’t want to get stepped on. So he hurried as best he could. But the footsteps were getting louder.

Carl was sure this wasn’t going to end well. But then he wasn’t on the ground, he was in the air. Skip had picked him up and put him in his pocket. Carl was glad he was in Skip’s pocket.

There was always stuff to keep him busy. And by busy, he meant there was plenty of stuff to hide in his shell. But Skip didn’t need to know that.

So, Carl kept quiet and just watched as Currahee came closer.

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It’s overwhelming standing here. And before she realizes, she’s crying, tears falling so fast they blur her vision. And yet, at the same time, a weight lifts off her shoulders.

She’s not sure what kind of tears these are. It’s no use to try and figure it out. I suppose they’re for everyone, Lina thinks. The ones who made it, the ones who didn’t. Everyone’s lost something. Nothing can change that. No matter how badly a person wants it. Maybe that’s what these these tears are for. Everyone. To everyone who felt the sting of War, I’m so sorry.

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“Lina Grace.” Without thinking about it, she drops the books, heads towards him. I must be dreaming. How else would this be happening?

“Eugene.” She doesn’t move at first. Instead she stands there, drinks in the sight of him after so many months of being apart. Blue eyes, so bright and full of life, meet hers from across the room. He grins back at her, expression expectant as they stand there unmoving, quiet.

Lina crosses the room in a few quick strides. She launches herself at him, wraps her legs around his waist, arms lazily draped around his neck, pulling him close. She bites her lip, tries to keep the grin from spreading across her face. It doesn’t work. The excitement and surprise are too much. Distance, she’s learned, is never an easy thing when hearts are involved. “I missed you.”

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(Not too late, hopefully?😊)

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It’s been a long time since she’s done this. Some nights, she’s just going to sleep as the sun comes up. She’s so mesmerized that she doesn’t hear the near constant knocking at first. Lina heads towards the door, heart beating a little faster as she grabs the umbrella propped against the wall. Hesitantly she opens the door, her face lighting up with surprise when she realizes who it is. I never thought I'd see him again. “Eugene. What are you doing here?” A shy smile tugs at her lips, The familiar sense of calm she gets being around Eugene washes over her.

It’s been ages since she’s seen him. He looks good. Happy. Relaxed even.

His gaze lands on the umbrella in her hand, chewing his lip thoughtfully for a few moments. “Were you — never mind,” he chuckles, shaking his head. Lina tosses the umbrella aside, a rush of color flooding her cheeks. “You never returned my letters. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

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this got very long lol because i have no impulse control 😂😂 so tis' under the cut :)

"Chérie? Who is it?" Eugene’s voice echoes down the hall. A knowing smile from Vera sends a rush of color to Lina’s face. Damn it. If there’s one thing for certain, it’s that Vera will tease her incessantly. Lina doesn’t entirely mind, though. Vera’s been there for her. Besides, I can do the same now.

"Vera and Bill." Turning back to face them in the doorway, Lina shakes her head. "You could have called first."

"And take all the fun out of it? Nah," Bill chuckles. “Besides, when do I ever listen to what you say?”

Footsteps move down the hall, coming closer. “Oh. They’re really here.”

“Yeah. That’s what I said,” Lina says, nudging him teasingly. A yawn slips from Eugene, making Lina laugh more.

“Didn’t have enough coffee.”

“Uncle Bill! Auntie Vera!” Nadia and Avaline’s voices mix together, creating a high-pitch cacophony.

“Hello, little darlings. You’ve gotten so big.” Vera squats down to meet their eyes. The girls wrap their arms around Vera, both of them trying to climb on her lap.

“Alright, let’s let them get in the house before you attack them,” Eugene chuckles. Picking up Avaline before she can run off, he turns back to the others. “Right, uh, come on in.”

Lina and Vera trail behind. “So, you finally did it?” Vera says, grinning.

“You already know how it happened, Vee.” “You just want to make me squirm.” Just like always.

“I do not.”

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Friends!! Hello :) 

So Camp NaNo is right around the corner and I’m SO SO HYPED AHHHHHHHH!!!!! Camp NaNo is sort of a mini NaNo in a sense.  In April and July, you can set your own word goal instead of trying to write 50,000 like the main NaNo in November. 

I’ll be doing Bleeding Hearts for Camp in April and I’m super excited 🥰🥰🥰. I won’t be doing any prep for Camp since I’ve got everything outlined already.

With that, I’ve added a little section to my taglist so if you want to be tagged in Camp NaNo updates, add yourself here 

Anyways, that’s all!! Have a lovely day friends 💜💜💜