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5 months ago

So I was thinking about Gerry Keay,again,anyways I was thinking if he ever got to celebrate anything? I doubt he got to wake up early in the morning on Christmas day as a child and have gifts because his mother would not put them underneath the tree(would they even have a tree?),or Easter I doubt Mary would take the time to make an Easter basket or Halloween I doubt he could go Trick-or-treating as a kid because he was either to busy hunting Leitners or he was to tired from hunting them,or Thanksgiving he didn't really have anything to celebrate it with besides Mary and I don't think she'd be nice enough to sit down and have a full meal with Gerry , or his Birthday I doubt he could really celebrate that either when he was a kid because he didn't have anyone to celebrate with or again he was busy hunting Leitners and doing things for his mom or he was to tired from doing those things


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1 year ago

So my first ask wanted to know about these characters known as the Fates, so here is a small sum of who they are:

For as long as coincidences, feelings of deja vu, or that it this was something you were supposed to do or feel; for as long as the concept of ones own creativity, feeling, or intuition has guided them.

Those were The Fates, mysterious beings, and entities that not many know of now a days. Also called the first disciples of magic, the Fates are four brothers that help guide every prediction and aspect of both humans and monsters. From the stars to the eyes, of ones feelings to health; the four disciples not only act as invisible or afar guides. They are also secret guardians to the multiverses, helping guide and clean up some problems; such as magic or code leakage from an AU (alternative universe) or AT (alternative timeline).

Preferring to keep their identities a secret, the disciples never reveal themselves; not even to the other guardians (even they do not know of them), wanting others to think that it was just "fate" that dealt a kind hand. Even fate grows tired at small points, and sometimes that means gaining disciples of your own.


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Pov: Ford

Fidds and me shut down the portal, he explained to me that I had a terrible head injury that must be why I don't remember anything. We were walking to the bedroom I notice that here is a weird number of triangles in the house, so I ask why, he said that he really didn't know why he loved triangles so much.

Suddenly we stop at the bed room he explained "okay ford here is only one bedroom in the house, which means one of us has to sleep on the couch" I look at him confused "oh wouldn't I have an apartment or house somewhere?" He took a minute to respond "Um your head injury is really bad, not bad enough to go to the doctors but I advice you to stay" okay that made sense, I got a strange thought in my head, for some reason made my head feel heated "you know it could be a good idea if, you and I sleep in the same bed, you could watch over me if my head injury becomes a problem"

His face went a dark red "well Stanford I think that's an brilliant idea" I love it when he says my name.

We're in bed together, is it a normal thing for two friends to sleep in the same bed, now that I'm thinking it over, actually have a crush on Fiddleford, I mean it makes sense why I feel all hot when it's winter, and how want him as close as physically possible to me. That makes me think, have I told him of this before, and was he not interested in me. Tomorrow I will ask him this and many more questions.

Finally I went to sleep instead of over thinking about our relationship, it was quite a weird dream, I was in a place were there was books and papers floating everywhere, in the hole place was scattered with stars and math equations in the background. Randomly a triangle popped out of nowhere, he looked very dapper with his bow tie and top hat.

"Hey ya sixer how's the portal going" what the heck the weird triangle thing can speak? "Oh hi dapper trian" he rudely interrupted me "MY NAME IS BILL, you idiots" "jess I didn't know your name before and before you rudely interrupted me, I was going to" again HE INTERRUPTED ME "what the hell IQ, you KNOWN me for years, are you playing a stupid game on ME" jessus this triangle man is so rude "no I AM NOT PLAYING A GAME, if you'd just let me talk, maybe you won't be so confused" "okay then talk Fordy, because this is really frustrating you know" I pause for moment than starting talking "so to put it briefly, I suffered a head injury and now I have amnesia and can't remember anything"

Instead of been understanding this bill character, he literally turned red when he got angry and thrown an temper tantrum. "WHERE THE EVER LIVING HELL IS ALL YOUR MEMORIES" I round my eyes "it's not like I just told you" predictably got more frustrated "IF YOU GOT AMNESIA YOU WOULD STILL HAVE ALL YOUR MEMORIES" I was about to say something but than he just disappeared.

Woke up with me laying on Fidds chest, don't know how I got in this position but I don't care it's nice, especially after that annoying dream guy. Gosh I'm so lucky that I forgot about that guy, the fact that I knew that man before must be annoyance to my past self. I know Fidds like triangles but he can't like this guy, plus he's not even real, what is 'bill the triangle guy' going to do if I talk trash about him. Was kind of sad that Fiddleford woke up he looks so cute asleep, "hey ya Ford we got a busy day today, haven't we, got to dismantle the portal and than get your memories back"

Oh forgot that "alright, business is good, keeps the mind busy hahahah" Fidds looks at me in a compassionate manner "gosh somethings never change" if that was someone else saying that I would of thought it was a rude remark. "Hey um I have something to tell you before we get started" he looked a bit irritated now "yes ford what is it" "well I know this is going to sound weird, but I saw a triangle named Bill in my dreams" okay now I'm thinking it over it was a stupid idea to bring it. He just looks so annoyed now "REALLY STANFORD, I thought that you would know that dreams can be weird, and WHY WOULD I NEED TO KNOW THIS?"

I felt like a complete idiot now "sorry I shouldn't of said anything, let's just get back what we were doing"

Note: did a quick drawing, I want you guys opinion on me doing a drawing on most chapters, should I do it no or yes

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POV: Fiddleford Tonight was the night when I quit the project, couldn't take it anymore even being outside of Fords house was a nightmare.

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