#m:jonathan

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darkmasterkattsvault said:

Lissa would like it known that Italy is the only correct answer.

Hannah: The correct answer is Soc-

Rae: *shoves a spoonful of Jello into Hannah’s mouth* They gave us pizza, and that’s good enough for my vote.

Lucas: What does Pizza have to do with Football?

Hannah: *muffled* Thuggur.

Rae: *hands Hannah a bowl of Jello* Carbo-loading?

Jonathan: And they’re round, like... s- fo- like the balls.

Gwyn: *to Jonathan* You are too cute for words.

Jonathan: *blushes*

Lucas: I’m sticking with England.

Maze: I’m going with the other one. What was it? Denmark? Yeah. I’m going with Denmark.

Lucas: Why?

Maze: *points to herself* Demon. Chaos is kinda my jam.

Lucas: ... That tracks. 

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Carson wasn’t entirely sure this wasn’t a dream. One minute she’d fallen asleep on the couch and the next she’d woken up in a bed. A bed that definitely wasn’t hers, in a room that wasn’t familiar to her. There was a body curled into her and in the morning light just barely coming through the window she noticed two things. The first was that the person curled into her was Jonathon. The second was the glint of a wedding band on her hand. Well that was… weird. In bringing her hand closer to examine the ring she also noticed a new tattoo. Specifically, three quarters of a sleeve.

“Babe, babe, wake up.” She shook Jonathon, trying to wake him up. There were too many details for this not to be real, but how far into her own future, provided this was her future, had she missed?

"Five more minutes.” Jonathan mumbled before a sharp hiss of breath marked his almost immediate transition from sleep to awake. Blinking his eyes, he stretched one arm out, pushing himself up onto the other elbow. After wiping the last of the sleep from his eyes, he focused on Carson, a lazy grin spreading across his face. 

“Hey.” 

He dipped his head down, pressed a kiss to her shoulder, then trailed several more kisses across her skin as he worked his way towards her neck, asking,  “Good sleep?” before he reached his destination.

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@thedarksecretsofmckinley (Faith Lehane)

Jonathan pressed himself into the crumbling plaster of the wall as he watched the stained and graffitied door bow under the force of the assault coming from its other side. The crack of wood filled the room of the abandoned building he’d taken shelter in and his arms flew up to shield his face from debris and attacker alike.

“Please don’t kill me. I’m not a vampire!” He cried out, fear and adrenaline blurring his words together into one rapid stream.” At the last second, and half-crouched behind his arms, he formed a cross with two fingers.

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Which muses know the whole routine to 'HoeDown Throwdown?

Mal: The what?

Rachel/Hannah/Melody: Boom boom clap Boom de-clap de-clap clap

Mal: I repeat, the what?

Jonathan. I’m going to tell you ‘bout a beat, that’s going to make you move your feet.

Jonathan, Rachel, Hannah, Melody: Pop it, Lock it, Polka-dot it

Mal: Did we end up in Auradon and no-one told me?

Aurora: Not that I’m aware of.

Rebecca: Seriously? Neither of you ever heard this before?

Mal: I’m from another world.

Aurora: I’m British.

Lennox: I’m not nearly drunk enough for this sh-

Jonathan, Rachel, Hannah, Melody: Put your hawk in the sky, side to side, jump to the left, stick it, glide

Rachel: C’mon you three; I know you know this.

Santana: I refuse to-

Dani: *grabs both Quinn and Santana by the elbow and drags them over to join the others already dancing and singing* Yeah, let’s skip to the bit where you both cave because we know she has you wrapped around her finger.

Santana: She does n-

Jonathan, Dani, Quinn, Rachel, Santana, Hannah, Melody: I’ll give the barbecue, show and tell you how to move, if you’re five or eighty two, this is somethin’ you can do.

Aurora: *to Mal* I still have no idea what’s happening.

Mal: You and me both, sister.

Rebecca: I thought you said-

Mal: It’s a figure of speech!

Lennox: Hey, booze girl, more shots.

Rebecca: It’s Rebecca.

Lennox: Don’t care. Shots.

Melody: It doesn’t hurt to say please, Lennox

Lennox: Yes it does.

Rebecca: *joins the others*

Jonathan, Rebecca, Dani, Quinn, Rachel, Santana, Hannah, Melody: Step, slide, lean it left, clap three times, shake it out, head to toe, throw it all together, that’s how we roll.

Mal: Okay, seriously, are we back in Auradon?

Jonathan, Rebecca, Dani, Quinn, Rachel, Santana, Hannah, Melody: Do the hoedown (throwdown), do the hoedown (throwdown), do the hoedown,(throwdown), throw it all together, that’s how we roll

Aurora: This sort of thing happens a lot where you’re from?

Mal: Less country, more animated musical, but yeah.

Aurora: No offence, but I’m really glad we aren’t sisters.

Mal: None taken

Jonathan, Rebecca, Dani, Quinn, Rachel, Santana, Hannah, Melody: We get to four, five, six, and you’re feelin’ busted, but it’s not time to quit, practice makes you perfect.

Lennox: Fine, I’ll get my own shots.

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This precious little cinnamon roll is Jonathan

Nothing makes Jonathan happier than making new friends. Don’t you want to make Jonathan happy by introducing yourself?

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Rae:

*flops onto the couch, then resumes drying her hair with the towel slung over her shoulders* “I think it’s time I changed careers.”

Dani:

*puts her guitar down* “Want to talk about it, or do you just need to vent?”

Rae:

*shrugs* “Yes?”

Melody:

“Hold on” *gets out of her seat* “I’ll get some cookies. Girl talk always goes better with cookies.” *heads for the kitchen*

Jonathan:

*Watches Melody leave* “Should I-“ *points to himself* “Should I leave?”

Dani:

“Nah, you’re good.”

Jonathan:

“Cool.”

Lucas:

“And me?”

Rae:

“You’re good too.”

Lucas:

“Good. ‘Cause I really want cookies now.”

Rae:

*snort-laughs*

Melody:

*returns with a tray with several glasses of milk and a plate stacked with several kinds of cookies, see’s Rae smiling as she shakes her head at Lucas.* “What did I miss?”

Lucas:

*leans forward to snag a handful of cookies as Melody puts the tray down on the coffee table* “Me being my usually brilliant comical self.”

Maze:

*enters the room* “You’re definitely a joke.”

Lucas:

*around a mouthful of cookie* “Were you waiting in the hall for someone to set you up for an insult?”

Maze:

*Leans over the back of the couch to snatch one of Lucas’s cookies from his lap.* “Maybe.” *looks at the rest* “What brought on the girl talk. More importantly, who do I need to hurt?”

Rae:

“No-one.” *grabs a chocolate chip cookie as Maze climbs over the back of the other couch to sit next to Lucas.* “Just one of those days.”

Lucas:

*cries out as Maze steals another of his cookies* “Hey! You do know there’s a whole pile of cookies right there!” *points to the tray*

Maze:

*bites into her newest cookie* “They taste better when they’re from you.”

Dani:

“If you two are done flirting…” *looks at Rae as Lucas blushes and Maze smirks * “you ready to talk about it?

Rae:

*takes a small bite from her cookie, chews it for a few seconds claiming one of the glasses of milk to rinse her mouth out.* “You know how I work with a Private Eye, right?”

Dani/Melody/Jonathan:

*nods*

Lucas:

*hunches over as he leans away from Maze when she tries to steal another cookie* “I thought you were a detective.”

Rae:

*shakes her head* “No. Not yet anyway. You need to log a bunch of hours working for a licensed P.I. before you can get your own.”

Maze:

*ignores Lucas’s attempt to protect his cookies* “You should try Bounty hunting. You get to hunt Humans and you get paid for it!"

Rae:

“Yeah… Not sure how well the whole ‘werewolf’ thing would go over with ‘hunting Humans’.”

Dani:

*Shit, that’s right. I forgot you’re a Werewolf.”

Rae:

“It’s okay. I actually like it better that way. Makes the whole ’living among humans’ thing easier… except when your boss sends you to go through someone’s trash for a job and you and your super sensitive nose are up to your waist in-“ *shudders* “- stuff for an hour.”

Melody:

*leans forward and puts a hand on Rae’s arm* “Oh, you poor thing.”

Dani:

*leans over to pull Rae into a hug.* “That explains the mid-afternoon shower.”

Rae:

*puts one hand on Dani’s arm and the other on Melody’s hand* “Thanks. Especially since I probably owe at least one of you a bottle of shampoo.”

Dani:

*shakes her head as she gives Rae another quick squeeze before pulling back* “Don’t worry about it. Really, Rach makes sure we have, like, a years supply stockpiled at all times.”

Melody:

“And I’m so used to Hannah ‘borrowing’ mine that I always have an extra bottle or two hidden away.”

Jonathan:

“And you can use mine anytime you want.”

Lucas:

“Yeah, your good with me too.” *glares at Maze as she takes the half eaten cookie from his hand* “Unlike some people I could mention.”

Maze:

*smirks* “I still say you should give Bounty Hunting a try.”

Melody:

“Or spying. I could arrange for you to do some placement tests?”

Jonathan:

“Dog walker?”

Dani:

“Seriously, dude? Just because she’s a were-wolf doesn’t mean she’s good with dogs.”

Rae:

*to Dani* “It’s okay. Wouldn’t be much different from babysitting my cousins back home.” *to Jonathan* “But dogs are a bit hit or miss with the were-wolf thing, so not really an option.”

Lucas:

“You could come work for me. We can always use some extra hands and you’d get to rub shoulders with celebrities. Plus, I can almost promise you that you’ll never have to look through anyone’s garbage.”

Rae:

*chuckles* “ ‘Almost’, huh?”

Lucas:

*grins* “Sometimes a script gets mixed up with the recycling, or an earring gets misplaced, but ninety-four times out of a hundred it’s found without anyone dumpster diving.”

Rae:

“I’ll think about it, thank you. But I think if I do this I want something… bigger than being some celeb’s gopher.”

Maze:

*singing under her breath* “Boun-ty Hunt-ing.”

Rae:

*smiles, roles eyes as she shakes her head*

Jonathan:

“If you’re any good with computers, you could work with me.”

Rae:

“I can work my phone and my PVR and that’s about it. Besides, I’m not really a ‘cubicle’ kind of person. I need something that gets me outside.”

Maze:

*singing under her breath, slightly louder* “Boun-ty Hunt-ing.”

Melody:

“Maze.”

Maze:

“What? It fit’s everything she says she’s looking for. It get’s her outside, it helps get bad people off the street which helps protect the good ones which is a pretty ‘big’ job, and her were-wolf senses would make her a natural at tracking, plus she’s stronger than she looks, so she can hold her own.” *looks around the room* “Am I wrong?”

Rae:

“No, that… that actually makes sense… It’s just the whole ‘hunting’ thing. Even if it’s not real hunting, my pack—most packs—have been fighting that stereotype for, like, forever.”

Maze:

“So call it bounty collecting.”

Rae:

“I- … I’ll think about it.”

Melody:

“If you’re looking to throw over stereotypes, you could talk to Raven about being an EMT? You’d get to save people, so there’s the bigger purpose right there, and you’d be out and about, no stuck in an office.”

Rae:

“…Maybe…”

Jonathan:

“Maybe you could ask around, see if any of the others have some ideas. It’s not like you’ve got to pick right now, is it?”

Rae:

*smiles* “No, I don’t. Thanks. All of you, thanks. I feel better.”

Selina:

*slides onto the couch on Lucas’s other side* “I vote lumberjack. She’d look good in flannel.”

Lucas:

“Jesus! Where the hell did you come from?”

Selina:

“I’ve been here the whole time. Not my fault the rest of you don’t pay attention.”

Maze:

“I knew you were here.”

Rae:

“So did I.”

Lucas:

“Yeah, but you’re-“ *points to Maze* “-a demon who makes a living finding people that don’t want to be found and you-“ *points to Rae* “-are basically her twin. Plus, you know, the crazy good nose.”

Selina:

*nonchalantly takes  a cookie from Lucas* “If you ignore the fact that she’s a were-wolf and I’m…” *tilts her head to the side, arches an eyebrow as a small smile plays across her lips* “-a cat person.” *pops the cookie into her mouth*

Rae:

“She’s not wrong; we do look good in flannel.”

Selina:

“As if I’d ever be caught dead in flannel.”

Jonathan:

“What’s wrong with flannel?”

“Dani:

“Nothing.”

Lucas:

*under his breath* “speaking of stereotypes…”

Dani:

“What was that?”

Lucas:

“… nothing.”

Dani:

*gives Lucas a pointed stare* “Mmhmm. That’s what I thought.” *flashes him a quick grin.* “Especially since I remember you having a closet full of flannel, yourself. At least you seem to be wearing a new one every time you head off to your work-shop.”

Jonathan:

*turns excitedly to Rae* “Oooh, woodworking!” *shoulders slump* “But that’s not really a ‘big’ thing, and not outdoors either. Sorry.”

Rae:

“Don’t be. I think we pretty much agreed that we’re at the ‘throw everything at the wall and see what sticks’ phase of finding me a new career.”

Lucas:

*turns to Rae while avoiding eye contact with Dani* “If you ever want to drop by my workshop, I’d be happy to show you the ropes.”

Maze:

“I bet you would.”

Lucas:

*turns back to Maze in time to see her flash him a salacious grin* “Wh- not those ropes.”  *turns to Rae* “…Unless…”

Dani:

“Dude!”

Rae:

*laughs* “No, it’s cool. I mean, the answer is no—at least to those ropes, no offence—but I might take you up on the the tour part.”

Lucas:

“None taken.”

Dani:

*shaking her head* “Bunch of horn-dogs…”

Jonathan:

“In his defence, you’re dating, like, three of the worst of them.”

Dani:

“Hey, it’s only two. Quinn’s a mid-level horn-dog at worst.”

Jonathan:

*Nods.*

Melody:

“Do you think we’ll ever had one of these conversations that doesn’t end up about sex?

Selina:

*counting them off on her fingers* “Horny spy, horny accountant, horny agent, horny diva that pretends she isn’t, horny other Diva that doesn’t even try to hide it, horny artist who barely hides it, all under one roof with a bunch of other young, hot, fit room-mates who are only comparatively less horny with very few exceptions-“ *shakes head* “-odds aren’t looking good.”

Melody:

“Did you have to say ‘horny’ so many times?”

Selina:

“No.”

Melody:

“… Okay.”

Rae:

“And with that, I’m off to take another shower. Y’all might not be able to smell dumpster, but I still can, so see you in a few.” *stands and heads for the doorway*

Dani:

“BBQ for dinner?”

Rae:

*turns back, a wide grin on her face* “Yes please!”

Dani:

“Consider it done.”

Rae:

“You’re the best!”

Melody:

“I’ll get started on the biscuits and gravy.” *stands and heads for the kitchen*

Jonathan:

“I’ll help.” *follows Melody*

Maze:

“Dibs on the grill. You guys always overcook the meat.” *heads for the veranda*

Dani:

“And I’ll go make sure Rach has something to eat… and that we all don’t die from trichinosis” *heads for the kitchen*

Lucas:

*looks at Selina* “So-“

Selina:

“No.”

Lucas:

“I was going to ask if you knew where everyone else was.

Selina:

“Yes.” *stands and leaves*

Lucas:

“… Yep, definitely like Rae better.”

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Who needed a hug more: Faith Lehane, or Quinn when she had the pink hair?

Jonathan: Faith!

Everyone else: *looks at Jonathan*

Jonathan: ... I- it's just- ... I never knew Pink haired Quinn, so maybe I shouldn't answer.

Quinn: No, you're probably right. I was not in a hugging mood then.

Rachel: I hugged you.

Santana: You hug everybody.

Dani: *still looking at Jonathan* Not this Faith person.

Jonathan: *blushes* She just really needs a hug... *mumbles* amongst other things.

Rachel: Yes, well... *pulls Santana, Dani, and Quinn into a hug* just in case any of you need a hug right now.

Hannah: Can I get in on this?

Santana: Can you keep your hands to yourself?

Hannah: ...Maybe?

Rachel: *releases the other three and pulls Hannah and Jonathan into a hug.*

Dani: She really is a hugger, isn't she?

Santana/Quinn: *nodding* Yep.

Rachel: *releases Hannah and Jonathan. to Jonathan* You should bring this Faith person here for a visit. I'm sure we can give her all the hugs she needs.

Hannah: *grinning* And some of that other stuff too

Angela: Are you sure about that? We start bringing in new Muses to visit, you know we're just going to end up with more roommates.

Hannah: I am not seeing the downside to this.

Rachel: Me either.

Jonathan: I'm not sure- ... I feel like that would get really confusing for me.

Selina: You live with multiple sets of doppelgangers, including two of me. I'm sure you'll manage.

Quinn: Speaking of, where are the rest of them?

Melody: I think Mal, Rora, and Tamsin are still in Auradon.

Rebecca: I'm here. And thanks to all of you for noticing that, by the way. Really boost the old self esteem.

Lennox: It's not our fault you're so quite.

Dani: Unlike your twin.

Rebecca: We're not twins!

Angela: Do we know where the other one is?

Hannah: Last I saw her, she was in her room texting that Vegas girl she's always complaining about.

Rachel: Vega.

Hannah: What?

Rachel: The girl she's always complaining about is named Tori Vega, not Vegas.

Hannah: So she's not a showgirl?

Dani: Not that we've heard of.

Hannah: Bummer.

Santana: Always complaining about the brunette in her life. *looks at Quinn* Sound familiar?

Quinn: *smiling* Shut up.

Dani: The lady doth protest too much, me thinks.

Rachel: *grinning* Which one, Quinn or Jade?

Jade: *comes into the room* Did I hear someone mention Vega? She's not here, is she?

Melody: No, not here. Why, are you expecting her?

Jade: As if I'd want her here.

Everyone but Jade: Jade.

Jade: What?

Rachel: Just a little inside joke. Nothing to worry about.

Jade: I don't worry. I make other people worry.

Rebecca: See! Nothing alike.

Jade: Oh, you're here? I didn't see you.

Rebecca: Fu-

Jonathan: Anyone seen Rae?

Selina: She's out for a run.

Everyone: *looks at Selina*

Selina: What? I told you I don't like dogs. Even ones that look like me most of the time.

Gwyn: And not because it helps to know where she is so you can have a handy alibi if you need one?

Selina: No comment.

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A gift for Quinn: a large, green and black fluffy blanket, warm and soft.

Quinn: What's the catch?

Jonathan: Other than the implication that you're a Slytherin, I don't think there is one.

Quinn: Then you take it.

Jonathan: What? But I'm not-

Lennox: Damn right you're not. That pretty little baby boy over there is Grade A Hufflepuff.

Melody: You've read the Harry Potter books?

Lennox: I was twelve. And so what if I did?

Melody: Nothing. I just- It doesn't seem very you is all.

Lennox: Like I said, I was twelve.

Santana: But you still sort people by their Hogwarts House?

Quinn: Wait, you've read them too?

Santana: Please, like you haven't? Besides, B likes them.

Dani: I think it's sweet.

Rachel: So do I.

Quinn: Fine. If Jonathan survives sleeping with it for a night without any weird magic-anon freakiness happening, I'll take it back.

Jonathan: Do I get a say in being your guinea pig?

Santana: That depends, puff-boy; You want to argue with a bunch of Slytherins?

Rachel: I'm Ravenclaw in all of this, right?

Dani: I could see you as either, honestly.

Rachel: If this is about the drug den, I already apologized for that.

Santana: By that logic, none of us would be Slytherins since we've all apologized for the dumb shit we did back in high school.

Quinn: Some sooner than others.

Dani: Can I be Gryffindor?

Santana: Seriously? Why would you want to be one of those losers?

Dani: *whispers into Santana's ear*

Santana: ...

Santana: Gryffindor it is.

Jonathan: *clears throat* Um-

Santana/Quinn/Lennox: No.

Jonathan: *takes blanket*