i got the power

Liv smiled when she noticed a bit of flush on the others cheeks, which could’ve gone easily unnoticed by her but Liv was taking all of Eevee in. It was an unusual name and she know she heard Eli say it a couple of times in passing but she was sure he would’ve mentioned if she was in town and introduced the two. Besides, if this was Eli’s Eevee- he definitely neglected to tell her that the girl was drop dead gorgeous and yet so sweet and nerdy. Liv’s bi was showing as they continued discussing Potter. “Exactly! It being associated with the words lame- makes no sense. Like hello- the true house champion Cedric motherfucking Diggory came from Hufflepuff and he did well in those challenges. If it wasn’t for Voldy, he would’ve brought great honour. I think I threw a little Mulan in there,” Liv chuckled. Destined to be loved or hated, definitely fits Liv. She was a fine wine, an acquired taste and the people who knew her loved her and the people who couldn’t handle her- well fuck em. “I guess at the end of my days- we’ll figured it out,” she shrugged. “Right! My name- jeez Liv where did your manners go? I’m Liv, Olivia actually but no one calls me that except my mom when she is screaming out my full ass name because I did something she didn’t like. Olivia Malena Rivera- how dare- insert thing I definitely shouldn’t have done. Now you got my full name.”

" Hhmm, "  Eevee muttered as she stared curiously at the brunette for a moment having to pause as she thought on the woman's name. Liv Rivera. Now why, oh, why did that name sound familiar. She'd definitely heard it before but for some reason couldn't quite place it, but it was settled just on the tip of her mind that she did know it and she was probably coming across as odd just staring at the girl for a beat, but a moment later it came to her and she snapped her fingers.  " O-Oh! You're Work Wife! "   She exclaimed happily and that was probably just as odd as the staring.  " Not my work wife. Eli's work wife! I'd say work friend, but doesn't seem sufficient enough, and other best friend who isn't me or Ava seems like not enough, so, Eli's Work Wife! Ya know, annoying, tall, looks like the slim-hipped, dark-haired ghost of Milo Thatch from Atlantis: The Lost Empire. "  She went on to describe her best friend of many, many years.  " This is gonna be super embarrassing if you're not the same Liv, who's a teacher. "

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location: eevee’s place

Matt had the day off today, but naturally he went into work anyway to just check in at the centre. Staff both loved and loathed this about him, it made the patients always ask for him which wasn’t good for boundaries- but what could Matt say? His work was very important to him and he rather make himself available, if it was just for an hour out of his day. After being booted out of the place by a nurse- rightfully so. He decided to head over to see Eevee, they had no plans but she never minded a popover.  Pulling over to her place he rang the bell and when he saw her a bright smile on his face. “Hey you- hope you don’t mind, I got booted out of work.”

Eevee had been searching the house for the last few minutes for her phone, frustratingly unable to remember where she'd set it down, and neither Felix nor Gen were around to help her look which only made it more difficult to find and she let out an annoyed huff. She'd looked everywhere that made sense. Her room, the bathroom, and was currently in the kitchen where it seemed no place in sight and was just about to give up when she opened the door to get a bottle of water and saw her phone sitting next to the grapes and internally rolled her eyes. She really did need to be a little less scattered brained. Just as she grabbed the phone and the water the door bell rang and she rushed to get it and automatically smiling at the sight of Matthew.  " Ya do realize you wouldn't get kicked outta work if you'd just take your days off as days off right? "  Eevee asked a teasing smile planted firmly against her lips as pushed the door open a bit wider inviting him in.  " But lucky you, I was just about to head out and go furniture and then grocery shoppin', you wanna come with? I'll make you lunch after. "  She tried to sweeten what she was sure would be the most boring of errands to run with her, certain that neither were the reason he'd decided to grace her with his presence, but they had to get done and today was the only time she could do it.  

“I mean, if your goal is to make me feel worse than I already do, let me tell you, it’s succeeding and I already felt terrible.” There was really oh so much that Cam could do in this scenario. The cupcakes that seemed to be this woman’s sole prize possession were still on the ground, inedible by all standards and as much as Cam loved magic, he could not make a new batch suddenly appear. In all honesty, if he were a magician, Cam would be using those powers to make himself disappear. “Look, let me help you pick these up off the ground so we can throw them out and then, please let me pay you for your work. You can name your price since you put your blood, sweat and tears into this.” 

Unconsciously Eevee brushed her hands against her dress, the feel of the sticky frosting on her fingers starting to get to her on some level, and thank God none of this had gotten in her hair at least because that would have been more of a hassle than anything. At his assistance on helping and paying Eevee and though she had nothing against the offer for help the assistance on money was something she just couldn't and wouldn't give into, she didn't need the money, she hadn't made the cupcakes for money, and money was definitely not a factor in any of this so she still sighed.  " You don't have to pay me. I don't want your money. I promise you I don’t need it and it's truly fine. "  She stressed the word fine in a way that came off stubbornly insistent pausing a beat to let her words sink in.  " We should definitely get this up though, that would be helpful I'm good with that. "

Oh no.  Oh no, oh no, oh no. This was worst case scenario as Cam’s eyes took in the scene before him. There was a person on the ground and next to her, a box of what was some sort of frosted confection that was now spread on both the woman and the ground. He wanted to offer his hand, but the stranger was already on her feet, wiping her hands from the dirt and the frosting that had landed on her during the collision. “I… can’t do that,” Cam answered, wincing at the idea of having to try to recreate the fancy cupcakes that were now on the path. Pausing for a moment, Cam reached for his wallet in the back pocket of his shorts. “But since this is my fault, let me pay you for how much this costs. It’s literally the least that I can do.” 

The real tragedy in this situation wasn’t the bruise on her butt Eevee was sure she was going to be feeling later, or really even her dress. It was the delicious treats that now laid ruined on herself and the ground that truly caused her heart to ache a little and in turn she couldn’t stop the slight disappointed whine in her voice. “ I mean I made those perfect, delicious, moist with every bite, perfect amount of heaven in your mouth cupcakes of pure love and sugar.  so could you really put a price on blood, sweat and tears? Minus the blood, and adding the tears I might shed right now? ”  Was she being dramatic? Maybe just a little... okay maybe A LOT, but her heart was in everything she baked and now it was mushed and smeared.  “ Not that I blame you I don;t blame you. It’s okay. Really. It’s fine. ”

Luke knew not to interrupt Eevee and not to protest either. Whenever she was set on something, things were set in stone and there was no need on insisting that he could’ve done all this himself. So, he just shut up and helped take the groceries out, stuffing the plastic bags into each other to add to the already growing pile in his pantry. “Sau- what? Wine. You brought wine. Thanks.” Luke wasn’t well versed in, well, a lot and he didn’t even bother knowing the names of most wines, he just picked up whatever tasted good to him. “Got it.” He answered back, taking the cucumber rather unconfidently in his hands before he opened the drawer and fished for the peeler. His sister insisted he get one when he moved here, and he seriously hadn’t used the utensil more than once. “Thanks, seriously.” He finally said, letting his stubborn manly man pride go away for once. “You…didn’t have to and I appreciate it.” God knows he needed to take better care of himself, everyone who cared about him always acted like he was on the verge of death. However, he was better than he was before and that had to count for something. “So uh, what were you up to today? How’s the house going?”

As he took the cucumber from her Eevee had faith he’d figure it out. Not that anyone should be giving small children sharp objects, but one could figure out how to peel a cucumber with minimal to no injury so she was confidant a grow man as he had so confidently refereed to himself earlier could do it too. At his thanks she simply shrugged it off, with a simple,  " Mm-hmm, ”  and continued to focus on the salad. Slicing a tomato into perfect cubes and then tossing them inside of the bowl. Eevee didn’t need thanks. She was used to taking up more of a caretaker roll when it came to people she cared about and as nice as the appreciation was it wasn’t a problem for her to go out of her way for someone else. It’s just how she was... or at least how Wes would have wanted her to be to other people and so she was with ease and without being asked.  “ My day was fine. ”  She shrugged and then took the tomato she’d sliced and pushed them into the bowl of lettuce.  “ I actually think my whole life has been training in order to negotiate and reason with contractors. Not to brag, but I’m pretty good at motivating them and using incentives to my advantage. Some girls dreamed of weddings, I dreamed of houses and it’s going to be perfect, down to the crown molding. ” 

Liv nodded, definitely understanding that Gryffindors could be a lot consider Eli was one as well. She thinks that both of them having Hufflepuff tendency is what allowed them to be such good friends. Among other things, she never has compared their birth charts but being born on the cusp and Eli being a gemini- they were both had elements of being a lot. As Eevee rambled, all Liv could do is nod. She couldn’t get much in word wise and she was talking mad fast that she got a few words here there. Gryffindor, best friend, twin, cusp, birth chart? As she explained how her brain worked, Liv let a laugh. “You are fucking adorable,” Liv smiled. “Definitely a fast talker, but I think I understood most of it. My best friend is a Gryffindor as well, so I get what you mean by a lot. We both have Hufflepuff tendencies which I mean- I think everyone should strive to have Hufflepuff tendency. Don’t know why that house has such a bad rep,” she shrugged. “I haven’t dived into birth charts and stuff, but I know I’m a cusp. October 23rd- don’t know what time I was born though, I’d have to ask my mom.” Liv scratched her head as she said that, she found most astrology t be bullshit but like fun garbage as long as you didn’t blame your faults on your zodiac. At least not seriously. “Maybe we can box together some time? You can show me your moves.”

A lot. Two words that seemed to sum up Eevee perfectly. Or at least in her head they did and her incessant talking was one of the reasons why. She certainly would not have described it as 'fucking adorable’ but hearing this girl do so made her cheeks flush just a bit. Eevee really had no idea how she was supposed to respond to that so she simply laughed.  “ Aye, you said it not me. ”  Shrugging the compliment off as if it was nothing. As for the rest of the brunette words she nodded along completely enthralled with this line of conversation. Out of everything she could have hoped for today, a conversation about Harry Potter houses, was not what she’d expected to get out of it, and yet hear they were.  “ Hufflepuff is without question the best house. Loyal, feisty, and adorable, that should be appreciated and the only shame associated with it should be the one coming from the people who bash it. ”  She spoke honestly and confidently before letting out a very amused giggle.  “ Listen there is something seriously wrong with people who take astrology way too seriously and apply it to real life, but I like the research of it. I find it fascinating. Like you’re a Libra/Scorpio and I’m a straight-up  Aries, but what’s funny is when it comes to compatibility both of your signs are both 50/50 could be destined to be destined for love or could be destined for hate could go either way and that is just utterly interesting... to me at least. ”  She shrugged but perked back up almost immediately.  “ I would absolutely love to box with you some time. That would be awesome. I would love to show you a thing or two. Although would be nice to know the name of someone I’m going to spare with first. Probably should’ve asked that earlier. ” 

Genevieve let out the longest sigh as she stared at her phone screen, grinning softly as she looked at the lock screen background. Every time the display dimmed, she’d press the lock button again so she could see the picture of her and her son. Summers were awful for her, since Felix went to his dad’s for the whole break. A lot of mothers would jump at the chance to let their kids go away for awhile, but not Gen. Not when Felix wanted to go to the local public school and not be homeschooled by her anymore. Not when she and his dad carefully picked out the top private school in the area they could find, and then visited it, all for Felix to say “Nah” and vote for public school. Public school! The very place where she wanted to shield him from. Yes, all kids in school were mean, but public school contained far more children than the private ones did. Felix was tall, Felix was sensitive, Felix sang show tunes with his Auntie, boxed, and was racially ambiguous, all things kids could pick on. Felix wasn’t ready for real school. Glee didn’t change a damn thing, kids were still mean and her poor baby was going to be eaten alive.

“He’s so excited for this public school thing.” Genevieve bit her lip nervously as her sister walked into the living room. “He thinks it’s going to be like the movies. His dad is pumping him up. Of course he had a great time in high school, he was popular and mean as shit. Felix…Felix belongs in a nice soft environment. Something gentle. Portland Pines would’ve been such a great place for him but nooooo, he wants to go to Lincoln fucking High. They don’t even have four stars, Eevee! They have three point eight!” She let out an exasperated sigh. “I know some parents treat bullying as a rite of passage, but it’s not. It’s evil and Felix is not gonna make it. There. I said it. Me? I’m tough! I’m from the streets.” An exaggeration, but it might as well be true. Her mother made her stay outside til’ the lights came on.  “Felix was raised on Bringing up Bébé and organic foods. He. Will. Not. Make it.”

@eeveemasters​

Honestly the only reason Eevee had come downstairs was to get a snack. She'd been perfectly happy sitting up in her room listening to the soulful melodic tones of the Pointer Sisters with her headphones in and trying to ignore the cramps that seemed to be inflicting pain onto her body, but the growl of her stomach had been growing harder and harder to ignore, so she sucked up the energy that she had and made the trek only to be immediately combated with Genevieve’s chatter and silently cursed the gift of gab they seemed to share in their DNA. She loved her sister but between the talking, the hunger, the pain in her side that sill hadn’t subsided despite painkillers, she was not in the mood. Instead of relaying any of this to Gen however she listened as she made her way into the kitchen and quickly grabbed a bag of pretzels and sat down on the couch, before shoveling a few of the salty treats into her mouth and savoring their goodness as she chewed. 

“ The streets? ” Eevee couldn’t help but echo back mockingly a few chuckles escaping her lips as she gave the other woman a look. “ Girl, bye. The streets. HA! ” She teased openly before tipping the bag toward her and offering over the pretzels. “ You are cracked right now. First of all.. well no, second of all, cause first of all was the streets, ” another mocking tone came with the two words that were clearly a figment of Gen’s imagination, cause where she came from was not the streets. It was not that kinda struggle and they both knew that.  “ So, second of all, let Felix live. He's not delicate. He’s not gonna break. He doesn’t need to be protected in a bubble, he needs you to get on board and support him and respect his decision and his choices. By choosing Lincoln High, he’s telling you he wants to be normal. He wants to grow as a person try new things and be around different people which shows how strong he really is. He’s braving the unknown and that is his choice. You should be proud, not scared for his life. He’ll be fine. ”  Eevee both pointed out and reassured that best that she could. “ Besides if you really wanna know how the kids at that school are why not just ask Eli? He’s a sub there. A sub who by the way, has not one, but two masters degrees in two different subjects, that he earned at the same time, and who turned down three Ivy League colleges to go to Northwestern University, where, may I remind you, before you say something snarky, I also went --Go Willie the Wildcat!-- It’s a top 10 college in the country, Miss This High School Only Has Four Stars. Don’t insult teachers you don’t know. They work hard regardless of where they teach and it probably has four stars because they don’t get the budget they deserve. You’re judging this school before he’s even had a first day. You need to relax. ” Eevee continued to inform her sister in a sugary sweet tone so she wouldn’t get offended and would indeed calm down and see reason. 

i’m like a lawyer with the way i’m always trying to get you off — what are your worst habits?

“ I don’t have any I’m perfect, obviously. No, I’m kidding. Um... I’m aggressively helpful and slow to anger but quick to vengeful. “

thnks fr th mmrs — do you prefer one night stands or long term lovers?

“ I haven’t had time to have either so, wouldn’t know. “

don’t you know who i think i am? — do you feel down often?

“ depends on the day, “

the (after) life of the party — have you ever felt like you were going to fall apart?

“ Yeah. Hasn’t everyone felt like that at some point in life? “

If Luke listened enough, very carefully and quietly even, he would’ve heard Eevee’s trunk open and close as well as her very insistent steps toward his home. However, he was so into his phone that when she let herself inside he very ungraciously got up from the couch, ready and willing to fight the intruder he most certainly thought had entered his home. Once he heard Eevee’s voice though, his body finally relaxed, and then a wave of annoyance came over him. Of course she let herself in, and of course she came with food. “Thank you Eevee, but you know I’m a grown man with a paying job that can provide for himself.” He told her tiredly as he walked into the kitchen, knowing full well she wasn’t listening and nor did she care. So, he stepped aside and grabbed two glasses before filling each of them up. Luke then handed a glass to her and shrugged. “All I’ve got is water so…” He said before folding his arms, taking a glance at the meal she prepared for him and ignoring his stomach grumbling. “So…” Luke started. “You staying? I can fix us each a plate.” 

As she waited for Luke to make his presence known she pulled item after item from the bags of groceries and set out to organize his rather empty fridge to her satisfaction. She was are her helpful, maybe even insistent nature came across as a bit much but it was for his own good and therefor justified. “ Providing for yourself and taking care of yourself are two different things. ”  She told him with a brilliant yet, smug smile as she took the offered glass of water and took a sip from it before setting it down on the counter. “ But look, now you have orange juice, milk, cherry flavored Bubbly --cause La Croix is overrated-- cereal, veggies, various protein. You’re welcome. ”  She continued to push before grabbing the baby spring mix, the cutting board and a knife.  “ I also brought a Sauvignon Blanc Pouilly-Fume wine that is just perfect with this pasta, you’re gonna love it. ” She continued on ignoring his line of questioning completely before handing him a cucumber. “ Peel this please. ”

Long days at work were never Luke’s favorite thing. Maybe if he had a job he actually liked, then it’d be worth it, but crunching numbers all day and making deals all in a stuffy suit just all around sucked. Making matters worse, he got off right around rush hour, so he had to sit his tired overgrown body in the car for an hour before finally making it home. After washing the day away in the shower and putting on some more comfortable clothes, Luke settled in to the couch and began to reply to some unanswered texts.

Luke: Sorry this reply is so late, I was at work. I just got home. Luke: How was your day?

“Of course,” Eevee muttered to herself as she checked the now hours later answered text she’d received and rolled her eyes. She figured Luke wouldn’t answer, but the fact that he did hours later right when she’d gotten to his house seemed predictable. The brown girl unstrapped herself from her seat-belt and exited her car, before going round the trunk and grabbing the grocery’s she’d bought and the perfectly cooked and still warm dish of Chicken Tetrazzini, that she was sure would last a while before heading toward the door and letting herself inside.  “ You really gotta start answering your texts, Lucas! ” She called out to him as she headed toward the kitchen and set the grocery’s and the dish on the counter.  “ I brought you dinner and some grocery’s.  I’m gonna make you a salad to go with this and you’re gonna eat it. ”  It was definitely more of a command rather than asking him if he’d eaten, because the garbage he insisted on shoveling into his body on a daily basis was unacceptable in her opinion. 

“You might be a distraction for a couple of minutes but I’d be making sure that everyone is focused on the workout.” Mia chuckled, breathing heavily. “My 11am classes are usually pretty small if you’re worried about too many people being around.” She added before squirting water from her water bottle into her mouth. “I have 11am classes Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Other than that my 1pm classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays are pretty small too.”

Eevee considered the other woman’s words for a moment doing her best to check her schedule in her mind as she took a long drink from her own water bottle.  “ No idea right now, I gotta check and get back to you, but I will definitely sign up when I know. ”  She promised and took a beat before asking, “ If this is your work though, what do ya do for fun? ”

“Mine’s a snake, I mean does anyone actually like the animal that their Hogwarts house represents?” Liv questioned with a shrug. When Eevee spoke of her show that’s when it clicked, she had seen her on her television. She had tweeted some pretty harsh things about the show, but all in good fun and she definitely wasn’t going to diss the girl’s line of work in front of her. “Oh! You’re Eevee, jeez- I was like you look familiar in my head but didn’t wanna be a creep or rude- that’s cool though,” she smiled. “I’ll definitely consider boxing- sounds far too late for me to venture into the world of roller derby, but being observer is enough.”

“ Ah, Slytherin. ”  She nodded in both agreement and understanding. “ I love Slytherins. Y’all get me, you’re like Gryffindors, except more strategic and less annoying. No offense to Gryffindors my best friend is a Gryffindor, he can just also be... a lot. Love him to death, but I wanna be like why are you like this, ya know? But I also say that cause he has a twin brother who is Slytherin and they both have Hufflepuff tendencies, but they also might be that way cause they were born around the cusp of midnight so they’re twins but they have different birthdays which is kinda fascinating birth-chart-wise, at least I think so, that could just be me though and I realize I’m talking a lot and fast that happens sometimes, just how my brain works. ”  She happily rambled a mile a minute, something that anyone who knew her, knew she could be capable of, but knew probably came off weird to those who didn’t. “Trust and believe it happens all the time, less creepy than you’d think.” She brushed off like it was nothing. “Boxing is definitely less injury inducing.”