#p:zelda

[parkyourass]

Forever Could See Us || Parker & Zelda

Parker turned to his mother and grandmother who were sitting on the couch, "Okay, are you guys ready?" he asked quietly.  They both nodded confirmation, and he smiled.  Parker turned to his daughter, who was sitting across the room playing with her dolls, "What about you Pipes?  You ready?" he asked, his voice still hushed.  He took her smile to be a yes, and looked towards the door to the bedroom, where he knew Zelda would be.  "Hey, Zelda, can you come in here for a minute?" He shouted just loud enough for her to hear.

[parkyourass]

Now It's Back To Reality || Parker & Zelda

Parker made his way down the hall to Zelda's room, slightly nervous about what it was she wanted to talk about.  He found himself at her door almost sooner than he expected, and stood for a moment, thinking.  Finally he knocked on her door, and stepped back, waiting for her to answer the door.

[parkyourass]

Southern Gentleman || Parker and Zelda

Parker walked down the hall looking at each numbered door, hunting to find 2E.  Finally, at the end of the hall, where he should have known all along it would be, he found Zelda's room.  He walked up to the door and paused for a minute, quickly using his hands to make sure his hair was in place, before knocking on her door.  He took a step back and waited for her to answer.

[tatum-clark]

Trick or Tequilia || Zelda & Tatum

The halloween party was all anyone had been talking about lately. The girls wouldn't shut up about their dilemma of whether to go as a slutty cat or a slutty mouse. Tatum still hasn't wrapped her head around the fact that rats could somehow be sexualized. Meanwhile, all the guys were talking about was how to manage to sneak drinks into the party, even though they had super powers so they really shouldn't have to map out blueprints of how to sneak in a bottle of tequila. Either way, this party was sure to be a major hit or a major miss and Tatum wasn't content with the prospect of wasting her night on the latter, she figured she might as well find a way to start the party a little early. The brunette glanced at her cell phone, it was 8:30 and she was sober, bored and staring down at an english paper where the only thing written was her name. What a way to start the party.