(lmfaooo. I feel that, my mother spent the weekend riding with one of our family friends who's like 80 something xD

I can't even say shit cuz I have like 3 RL friends, all of them sisters, and don't see them often T-T)

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Glory scowled at Leo yet again as he thought he was just SOOO slick, when really he WASN'T. "How dare you fucking laugh at that," She grumbled, though was admittedly trying not to grin. It was funny, in the way that just about anything Ronan said was funny. "You know how many times I've heard something like that? I've been called different or special in more ways than anyone'd ever called me normal," Glory said with a snort. It was usually something like 'you're not insane, just different'. If Glory had a nickel for every time she'd heard that shit, well, she'd be able to afford to pay someone to do all the dirty work for her.

Ronan chuckled again as he said, "And lived through it; that's what's got me. You sure you're here of your own free will?" As if Glory could force a guy whose almost a foot taller and easily a hundred pounds heavier able to lift several times his own weight even a few inches to the left... yeah, right. And wooly mammoths still roam the world. Nope, just yo mama. (I had to drop a yo mama joke x'3) Glory wasn't even going to argue with him; frankly she wasn't sure how Leo was still alive herself.

"I know," Glory said, tone just about as gentle as it ever was. Sad thing was, that wasn't a phrase Leo didn't hear enough. Just 3 little words, that was all, so simple, so plain. She'd just remind him every now and again. Which, was actually Glory-Speak for 'at least daily'.

"Right... so, you're tellin me that if you just up and left one day, everything would carry on just the same in your absence?" Ronan asked slowly. He had a 'wise old man hunch', as Glory'd called it at least a few times, that not only was there something Leo didn't want to even think of, but he didn't realize his own importance.

XD yeah, I'm kinda in the same boat. I have 3 people I'd call best friends, but my difference is that it takes about 15 minutes to ride the mile to their house on a four wheeler, for the other friend I see her every other week, and the last I see about twice a year. Usually lol))

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Leo knew he'd been caught- if he really wanted to cover the laugh, he'd have done it. But he hadn't. He grinned at her words. "Even you have to admit it's true." He defended himself. She was a nightmarish person. In a good way, to him, but if he was a corrupted- he wouldn't think so.

"We've AGREED that you aren't from this earth, don't ditch me now. You have a different language and everything!" He scoffed. "Which I am amazing at decoding." He added with a chuckle. Glory-Speak wasn't the easiest thing to understand, but it wasn't Mandorin either. He could do it.

"Um, she's convincing, and good at bribery, but not that much so. I would not have walked, like, a million miles, AND up a hill, AND with someone as terrifying as her if I didn't want to be here." Leo grinned. It was true- he wouldn't have wasted the energy. Unless she had asked him to. If she asked him to go to Mars, he'd hand build a spaceship and be up there, no matter how long it took.

So, physically, she probably couldn't move him half a centimeter, but if she merely gave him a look he'd have come. However, this time, it was completely of his own accord. Any amount of pain was worth spending another second with her.

He was still a bit overwhelmed by the sheer buzzy weird joy that wormed its way into his heart and was setting off fireworks, and he didn't care that his brain had stopped working again- he'd give his life to hear those words. Most people threw them around carelessly, like they were just a phrase, but it meant so much more to him, considering only 2 people in the entire world had ever said those 3 words. Such a simple thing, but so... meaningful.

He lifted his eyebrows slightly at Ronan's words. Yes he was backed into a corner, and yes he'd start backing up the wall. He could totally pass as a spider, right? "I don't think anyone would even notice." He looked a bit doubtful now as he thought about it. Honestly, Simara would get angry that he didn't show up to a meeting, forget about it till the next meeting, and get angry again. No one else would care. He was a .. behind the scenes person. He fought the Corrupted, went on missions, got captured for weeks at a time... no one ever gave him credit for things like that. No one saw it. The kids at school did their thing, because the school ran smoothly. Leo was the grunt work- he just made sure no Corrupted made it to the school. That was really his only job.

So, technically, everything would carry on until the Corrupted made another raid, they got overwhelmed, and the school was taken over. Of course, one mere person didn't make much of a difference... but when that one person could take out 5 Corrupted at once just by smashing them with a tail, they tended to be useful.

(A MILE? I'd fuckin WALK that far, you kidding me? xD I legally can't drive [I know how, I just don't have time for the DMV or the money for a car ~sobs~ ] so I gotta bribe my brother just to drive me to buy new pants lmao)

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"I don't gotta admit nuthin," Glory grumbled, even though he was right. Damn it. "What does a different language have to do with it?" She countered. "That means EVERY country is actually a different planet. Which I still believe Canada is, and Florida too, actually, but that doesn't matter." Canada just didn't make sense to Glory - a frozen wasteland where everyone's landlord was a moose and they paid taxes to geese and yet everyone was NICE? Nuh-uh, Canada's not real. Florida for the exact opposite reasons, ain't no way anyone could live in a place where you could get bitten by an alligator, crocodile, shark, or just some random fuckin guy. So no, Canada and Florida were entirely fictional places.

Ronan laughed again, not quite a knee-slapper this time but close to it. "A million miles, huh? Must feel like it to you short folks, but I assure you it's not quite that far. Or maybe you younguns are just lazy nowadays." Luckily for Glory and Leo, Ronan wasn't the sort to go off on a spiel about how the old days were better, that this new generation was weak, and that when he was a kid he'd walked 30 miles to school in the snow, uphill, both ways, barefoot, on one leg while his other leg fought in the civil war, worked 25 hours a day, mowed the lawn with a pair of scissors, slept in the barn with the livestock, and painted the whole house with just a toothbrush. Thank god. Anyone like that got an instant 'shut yo' bitch ass up you crusty pile of dust and dentures before I knock your teeth down your throat and out your ass' from Glory.

"Mhm... I want you to think of every student whose life you've affected and still tell me that nobody'd notice," Ronan said slowly, with seemingly infinite patience. (This whole fucking paragraph was hard to write I was laughing so hard xD)

At the same time, Glory was about to point out that SHE'D in fact notice, then realized that if Leo ever left Libobon she'd be right by his side from the time he even considered it, thus opted to stay quiet for once.

(I'm lazy, okay!?! No judging!! XD

I've walked there too, and rode a horse, but ya know, I like the four wheeler. Especially when it's so fucking cold that I stumble inside her house like Kristoff in Frozen 1 and just sit shivering for a little bit xD

Also, your paragraph was SO fucking funny, especially the part about old people and what she would say to them LOL. I was laughing hard enough to spit out my guts... I didn't, though. Thankfully XD ))

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"You don't, but you know I'm rightttttt." Leo smirked, thoroughly amused. "Okay, shush, I meant a different language not like German or French- I meant a different alien language that didn't formerly exist on earth till you." He scoffed, feigning indignation. "You don't HAVE to be difficult all the time, ya know. I know you WANT to, but you don't HAVE to." He huffed, letting out a chuckle as she continued. "Canada and Florida are weird. The people in Canada are way too fucking nice for the conditions they live in and the people in Florida .... a man through a baby alligator in the window of the drive through of taco bell and was charged with assault, and the next week the police stopped a woman who was driving around in an F 350 with a man in a dog cage in the back of the truck. Florida is just fucking insane." He shook his head. He had so many stories about Floridans.... so many. Like the Florida woman who tried to bring a 4 foot long snake onto a plane for emotional support.

Leo scoffed at Ronan's words, looking offended and amused. "For your information-" He started with an indignant look. "I was recently stabbed straight through my entire leg, and walking hurts like hell." He sniffed. "Plus I have taken the self appointed award as most dramatic man ever for 23 rough years in a row now." He added with a mischevious grin. So, yes, a million miles. "And I can only be considered lazy when laying on the couch eating bacon and not getting up when someone knocks, thank you very much." Leo snorted. That may have happened once or twice. He was mighty glad the guy didn't start going off about how they had to walk through rainforests and quicksand and deserts and mountains and go to a different planet with only one leg and half an arm while being chased by a hoarde of hungry animals, because then he'd have to give the natural response of squeezing their throat so hard that their eyeballs pop up, shoving those eyeballs so far up their asses that they pop back into their sockets, and folding them inside out in the process. He HATED the people who bragged about having to do that. Like, wow, you walked a mile to school on a dirt road, GOOD FOR YOU. Sorry that I'M taking advantage of today's RESOURCES you old bees knees no please rude as a fucking weeping tree geezer.

He studied Ronan carefully as the man talked again. It took an incredible amount of patience to deal with Leo, and apparently, Ronan had it. He narrowed his eyes just slightly, knowing he had hit the ceiling, fallen back down, and literally had no where left to go. He did, however, do as instructed, and came up with a lot of experiences. One came to him, though. One of the only times that he had directly affected a students life. They had been outside after hours, having a party with their friends in the woods. 5 or so Corrupted found them, and a minute later, Leo did too. That student's *friends* had all abandoned her screeching, and she had already been stabbed once, but was holding her own miraculously. He had killed the Corrupted more quickly than he ever had before in his life, and the next thing he knew, the young teen had passed out in his arms. Blood loss. Leo had rushed her to the medical room and sat there, anxiously, for 2 days until she woke up. After that, he had given her a long fucking speech about never roaming off into the woods again before leaving. He wondered how she was doing now. And if she had gotten new friends. He wanted to personally strangle them, but he hadn't. Self restraint had gotten the better of him.

"Nobody would notice until I was needed for something again in a couple weeks." He finally said gruffly. "I may not be useless, sure, but it's not like everyone is freaking out and sending out search parties."

On that note, Leo started thinking about how long of a vacation he could take till Simara decided to kill him for neglecting his duties. Which he had technically been doing for years.

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"Bout as right as my left ass cheek," Glory grumbled, soundly thoroughly unhappy. "Well if I WANT to then I'm fuckin GONNA, okay?" She huffed, then let out a snort. "Was the guy barking? That's probably why the lady got pulled over, he didn't commit to the bit," She said. The whole throwing an alligator didn't make sense - what was the motive there? - but getting charged with assault did. That's assault with a deadly weapon right there, and probably animal endangerment or something. Or Taco Bell employee endangerment, all in how you looked at it.

"Ah, fair enough," Ronan said, then clapped rather sarcastically and added, "Well done lad, what do you want, a fuckin medal?" Though all in good humor. Glory was pretty sure the guy was incapable of anything else. "Y'know, the only reason I can say I'm not guilty of that myself"- he said myself like mah-self -"is that nobody knocks on my door," Ronan said with a chuckle.

Ronan did really have infinite wells of patience, likely because of his leisurely lifestyle. Probably why he chose to live here in the first place, to get away from the hustle and bustle of a 'normal' life. "Sure," He said easily, "Now, I want ya to think about anyone and everyone that would even so much as notice if you weren't there in the mornin'. Then narrow it down to the ones who'd give that even just a bit of thought." Now, if he came up with a small number, he was either thinking about it wrong or undervaluing himself. Probably both. But, if Leo did as told, he may just realize that there were people who'd take notice. Most folks just failed to acknowledge the constant presence in their lives because it was just that; constant. If Leo were to step back, disappear a few days, people would notice.

I feel that- I haven't broken any parent's vehicles YET (key word) but I have almost ran one of them into my mothers brand new building while pulling it forward- however, I played it off so fucking well that she had no idea I was a foot away from a colossal mistake XD

Yessss that second one was my favorite to write. I stole the idea from a friend who made a funny rap about it (she makes hilarious videos and this one was about her character, Ernie, who is old, insulting himself from another dimension LOL) and then I improvised and got you old bees knees no please rude as a fucking weeping tree geezer xD

It is so out the window. I let go of thst a long time ago lol()

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Leo knew he had got her, so he just smirked a bit smugly and didn't comment. He was totally right, so why question it. "Understandable. You usually do what you want." He chuckled, then let out an amused snort. "Ya never know with the Floridans." Yes it was a slightly made up term, yes he said it a little wrong, no he did not care.

"YES I want a medal! Being dramatic is TAXING." He scoffed, not being able to hold back a slight laugh at Ronan's sarcastic words. "You're lucky." He huffed. People were always knocking on his door, for one reason or another. Usually when he wanted to just sit on his weapon Covered couch and do absolutely fucking nothing.

Leo pinched the bridge of his nose at Ronan's words, knowing damn well that he wasn't even in the corner anymore. He was just stuck. He couldn't really avoid it much longer. He didn't WANT to admit that he was SLIGHTLY needed and his undervaluing self would continue being undervalued! He had cut Glory out from this, as if he took a vacation, it'd be at her side, so he didn't have to worry about her. All in all, he knew 5 or so people that would give a rats ass whether he was gone or not. All of them would only care because they needed work to be done. "I get your point, thank you for the wisdom." He finally said, rather drily. "And I will be experimenting with this." That meant he was going to go full Ghost mode and disappear without a trace for a couple days and secretly watch everyone to see what the reactions would be.

(That's always the best, ain't it? Mission failed successfully xD

please tell me your friend does YT or something, I need more of that goofy shit lmao. I just finished reading Dreamcatcher this morning so I'm out of Beav-isms :'3

it's fiiine lol)

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"Damn right. I don't march to the beat of my own drum, I got the whole fucking orchestra and you're gonna get a trumpet to the face if you say shit about it," Glory said, somewhat proudly. It was almost more like a band of seriously untalented musicians blasting away at the instruments they'd held for about 2 seconds before trying to play, but that didn't fucking matter. What did was that those little shitters still played their hearts out, one crappy note at a time, and bludgeoned anyone who objected. One of them, Glory was fairly certain, was so bad with any musical instrument that he gave up and went with interpretive dance instead but was still with the group. Good enough. So long as there was participation, participation awards could be given out when all the little musicians died, and that was good enough. "True that," Glory agreed for once.

"Oh I bet," Ronan said, with his usual chuckle. "You could always do what I do, which is very little." Well, very little that he didn't want to have to do. Didn't want to have to deal with people? Easy. Just be a hermit. Don't want to have to send out cards for the holidays? Easy. Just fake your own death. Not that Ronan had done that, people had just sort of forgotten about him, and what a blessing that had been. Still, he rather liked it when Glory came by. Not too frequently, but enough.

"Well I wouldn't call it wisdom, but I'm always happy to make a guy think about the shit he don't wanna," Ronan said, ignoring Leo's tone. That infinite patience and disposition of Santa was pretty nice. "Hey, you do what you will, but if people get upset, I didn't tell you anythin', got it?" He said, and looked as if he was a little afraid people would show up on his doorstep wondering why one of their generals had disappeared after coming to visit Ronan. Hell, people were dumb enough to believe Ronan may have eaten Leo. But, if theguy learned something from it, it was worth it.

(So, I have a song for literally everything, here's one for Leo xD)

She doesn't- Private videos, thank God, cause she's the one person that wrangled me into a dress for a video. Let me just say... I am no petite woman. I am 5'6, weigh 150 pounds without being overweight (not to toot my own horn XD), have super thick bones, weirdly broad shoulders, and am the type of person that other people Try to walk all over but they end up just bouncing off. So I do NOT look good in dresses, of any kind. But I played a British lady for a video, cause my British accent is spot on, and naturally, I wore a dress for the first time in 15 years. It was humiliating XD))

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"I won't say shit about it, don't worry." Leo raised his calloused, scarred hands in surrender. "I only boast two drunk harp players without hands and a cat that hates everyone in my orchestra, so I can't judge." He replied with a lopsided grin. To be fair, the harp players had no hands or feet, were in their late 50's, horrible alcoholics and drug junkies, had the hobo hairdos, and played with their teeth after absolutely no practice. The cat had been shaved by children, tended to barf up its latest meal, and hated everyone to an extreme. So, really, he marched to... well... he didn't really march at all. He kind of stumbled around trying to find the path that he had lost when he was six. Scratch that- he had given up trying to find the path and was now eating potatoes because they were used to make vodka but had to way to make them ferment and change into alcohol.

"Very little sounds nice, but I'm already doing that." He grinned. Nevertheless, he still got frequent knocks. Usually to get yelled at, but that didn't matter. He could move out of the campus and it wouldn't happen anymore, so really, it was his fault.

"I'm glad you take pleasure in other people's pain." He said cheerfully. "Makes me happy to know I'm doing something useful for once." That was just a comment, and Leo was ready to threaten Ronan kindly it the guy tried to elaborate. YES HE HAD NO SELF WORTH... lay off. He knew that already, he didn't want to admit it aloud.

Leo chuckled a bit evilly at the look on Ronan's face, his golden eyes twinkling. "Oh, don't worry." He said smoothly, waving a hand. "You were never involved." His way of saying that there may or may not be people banging on his door asking where Leo went. And honestly, if Ronan did eat him, no one would notice. So it didn't really matter, in that aspect.

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(Yesss xD it tis perfect)

(lmao same xD Now I gotta ask- hair and eye color? Cuz I think we could pass as identical twins since you've pretty much described me down to the broad shoulders😭 It makes shirt shopping such a pain because tho x'3)

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"Good," Glory said, then snorted. "Why a cat? I thought you didn't like cats." Which, was just downright disre-fuckin-spectful, cats were cool as fuck. Especially Mephisto, he was a damn cool little dude and he knew it, and he made sure everyone else knew it, too. If they didn't, they got a whopping, the ol' one-two, both front paws to the eyes. If they DID know he was a cool cat, they paid taxes in the form of food to Mephisto for the rest of their lives. Or, rather, the rest of their time at Libobon. Same thing to the cat though, once people left he just thought they were dead.

Ronan chuckled at Leo's words and said, "Sounds like you've got it figured out, then." Once you were able to do absolutely nothing at all, that was it, you had achieved everything you had to. You'd beaten the game, so to speak, and now you could either do nothing and enjoy fuckin around or do all the side quests, both perfectly acceptable options.

Ronan let out another laugh, almost a knee-slapper, and said, "Awh you're funny kid, I like you. But I'm pretty sure you're useful every now and again. Probably by means of keepin' Glory from killin' people, but still."

Glory couldn't argue with that one, considering a day that she didn't kill any civilians was probably a good day, and Leo was the most likely person to talk her out of murder.

"Right, and I rode a pony through Boston," Ronan said with a snort. Now THAT was a hilarious visual, even better when you added the detail of Ronan shouting "The British are coming!"

Hair color- lemme be dramatic bout dis one- a beautiful rich dark brown with blonde highlights where it was bleached from the sun for being outside too much xD

Eye color- stunning blue, azure, the color of the sea, absolutely gorgeous xDDDD

I always gets mens clothing. Especially jeans and cargo pants. Mens boots. You name it. They always fit better lol, plus the woman's jeans rip too easily.))

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"I don't like MOST cats." Leo corrected. "I like Mephisto, to a degree, and I like any cat that hasn't directly made my life ten times worse." He stated. The thing was, most of the cats he met made his life 20 times worse. He had scars from cat claws- his family cat when he was growing up. Little nightmare. The cat had made him suffer, and he hadn't even done anything to the wretched animal. However, he had met Mephisto, who was the first acceptable cat he had ever come into contact with. The first cat that didn't try to claw his eyes out on sight.

He definitely didn't have it ALL figured out- technically his tracks were in Germany and he was over here in the US searching for who the fuck knows, so he was a biiiit lost, off the rails, you name it. However, he had decided that he had enough figured out, since he was with Glory. If he had figured out a way to worm his way into her heart, which was over guarded by layers of ice and fire and steel and sharp pokey things, then he was right where he needed to be. It all started with their first delightful comversation when he proved to her that he didn't need rescuing. After proving himself as a competitor, they got along much better.

Leo could name no compliment better than being called funny. He grinned at Ronan's laugh and words- he was slowly geting used to the ground shaking spectacle that happened rather often- and let out a low chuckle. "I'm either convincing her not to murdersomebody or helping, but in either case, it's still helpful." He replied. Usually the latter, if he had to be truthful. Like when they interrogated the Corrupted a couple days ago. Pure, sweet revenge. The poor unfortunate souls that come to meet them. A rather unstoppable force, if he could say so himself. Not one to be reckoned with, that was for sure.

Leo let out an amused snort at Ronan's words. THAT particular mental image would now be seared into his mind for the rest of eternity! How helpful. The poor fuckin' pony. He thought with a grin. "I guess there is a reason to worry." He said with a smirk. He most likely wouldn't be that cruel, but bluffing about it was not off the table.