#bert x reader

Stack

Stack becomes a surprisingly competent nurse. He pretends he’s annoyed at first though. “Baby, I leave ya alone for five minutes and yer immune system starts freelancin’.”

Meanwhile he’s already got: water, medicine, blankets, soup and three different thermometers all at the ready for you.

“Drink.”

“I’m not thirsty.”

“Wasn’t a suggestion.” He’s actually worried sick. If you fall asleep against him he’ll immediately stop moving because he’s terrified of waking you. Then he’ll sit there for four hours with his leg asleep because his baby human is sick and needs his affection.

Mary

Mary becomes incredibly gentle and motherly. She’s the type who quietly appears with tea before you’ve even asked.

Need another blanket? She’s already bringing it. Need medicine? Already handled. Need someone to sit with you? She’s there.

The scary thing is how calm she remains. You’d think she wasn’t worried at all. Then she brushes your hair away from your forehead and asks: “Tell me honestly. How bad is it?”

And suddenly you realize she’s been worrying the whole time. She’s just hiding it better than the others.

Bo

Bo acts like you’re being dramatic. For approximately ten minutes. Then he sees you actually look miserable and decides he has to do something about it. “Alright. Move over.”

He takes over the entire situation. No arguments. You’re staying in bed. You’re drinking water. You’re eating something.

The funniest part? He absolutely babies you while pretending he isn’t. “I’m not fussin’ over ya.”

He’s literally adjusting your blankets. “I’m just fixin’ this.”

He’s literally checking your temperature. “Shut up and get better already.”

Bert

You sneeze once and Bert appears from another room like a demon summoned from hell. “WHAT WAS THAT?”

“A sneeze.”

“YOU SURE? SOUNDED LIKE Y’WERE DYIN’!” He spends the first day convinced you’re dying. The second day he’s convinced you’re recovering. The third day he’s worried again. He has no consistency. But he never leaves. He’s constantly making terrible jokes because he hates seeing you miserable.

“Good news.”

“What?”

“If ya turn into a zombie I’ll still love ya.”

You then spend the day cuddling on the couch and him smooching your forehead every 30 seconds because he believes it’s healing you somehow. He will however search for a doctor eventually.

Joan

Joan researches everything. By day two she’s read seventeen medical articles. You mention a symptom once and she remembers it forever. “Your cough sounds better than yesterday.”

“…How do you know that?”

“I made notes.”

“You made notes?!”

She made notes. A whole notebook of notes.

You discover she’s been tracking your temperature, appetite, sleep and symptoms like an actual doctor. She’s basically conducting a scientific study called: how to keep my human alive.

Cornbread

Cornbread is calm. The kind of calm that means he’s already decided he’s not leaving your side until you’re better. You wake up and he’s in the chair. You nap and he’s still in the chair. You wake up again.

Still there.

“Have you moved?”

“Nope.”

“Why?”

“‘Cause you’re sick.”

If you try getting out of bed he’ll just point.

“Back.”

“Cornbread—”

“Back.”

Will bear-crush you at night and tell you that he isn’t leaving your side until you get better.

Annie

Annie is the sweetest nurse imaginable. She has it all covered. Soup, tea, fresh blankets, warm compresses and soft kisses on your forehead. She turns your room into the coziest place on Earth. And she talks to you constantly because she knows being sick can feel lonely.

“Need anything, sweetheart?”

“No.”

“Okay. I’ll ask again in ten minutes.”

miguel:

you and miguel are so close

the age difference does not affect him at all

he is very protective of you before cobra kai

but once he joins cobra kai that over protectiveness 📈📈📈

let’s just say that this kid is bothering you

miguel definitely notices and scares them off

you act annoyed about it, but you’re highkey grateful that he did that

“my brother is the all valley champ so back the fuck off”

you were so excited for him at the all valley

you wore one of his cobra kai shirts and everything

miguel is so supportive of whatever extra curricular you do

karate? yes he stans, theater? you bet he’s at all your shows, dance? you know he’s bringing you some flowers, another sport? he’s at every game cheering for you

miguel knows about periods, and he has no shame in buying you tampons/pads

“hey y/n, i noticed you were running low so i got you some more” 🥺🥺 

you wear his hoodies all the time

they are very big on you, but very comfy

you help him with sam

“i punched her in the face” “what why?”

“y/n what do you think about this?” “it looks great miguel. sam will love it”

when he dates tory you're a little on edge about it

“miguel, weren’t you like trying to win sam back two days ago?” “i like tory now” “okayy” 

johnny loves you as much as he loves miguel

y’all hang out together

his friends are your friends and vice versa

your friends definitely think that miguel is cute but “eww that’s my brother”

when miguel is in the coma you blame johnny

“he showed mercy because of you! you did this!”

but then you cry into his chest

when miguel wakes up you’re at school

you don’t find out until after school when carmen picks you up

you hug him so tight, rambling about how much you love him

“i love you too y/n now get off me”

you can’t keep up with his love life

“y/n i’m with sam again” “what?” 

overall your bond is amazing and you couldn’t ask for a better brother

robby:

you and robby both live with your mother (because we aren’t basic here)

you’re the odd one out (your mom does drugs and robby sells them)

“you got caught with molly? i thought you and sara were hooking up?” “the drug y/n”

when robby starts being friends with those punk kids, the two of you start to drift

you actually go to school, unlike him

“just skip y/n” “no robby”

it isn’t until he gets back on track because of daniel that you two start getting close again

“i’m gonna get back on track y/n i promise” and you believe him

you go to the skatepark with him

he skates while you read or draw or skate (whatever you’re into tbh)

when you’re on your period robby will buy you stuff, but he doesn’t like to

he feels so awkward about it

“um are these the right ones?” “yes thank you”

robby gives the best hugs (idk why he just does)

i feel like robby is also really good at reading emotions

like he knows when you’ve had a bad day at school or when you’re stressed about something

he also knows how to cheer you up :)))

“i know you did not just eat cereal with water???” “and what about it?”

when your mom comes back after being gone for days robby pulls you behind him

because he really doesn’t want you to be exposed to that

you cry into robby’s chest once she leaves

“why can’t she just be our mom?”

when daniel asks robby to move in with him he denies

but quickly explains that he can’t leave you

daniel tells robby that you can come too

“thanks for helping my brother mr.larusso, i really appreciate it”

you definitely walk in on robby and sam making out at some point

“hey robby- oh my god i’m so sorry” slaps hand over eyes and immediately leaves the room

when robby pushes miguel off the balcony it's the first time you’re genuinely scared of him

you visit him in jail, but it takes awhile for you to go

“i’m sorry y/n” “i know robby”

you just understand each other

when robby joins cobra kai he tries to get you in too

you agree to one lesson, and know it’s not for you

you have many arguments about this

“he’s brainwashing you!” “he knows what’s best for me, for us!”

robby feels so betrayed when he finds out you’re staying with johnny

the two of you definitely drift after that, but you find your way back to each other, you always do

eli/hawk:

okay so before he flips the script you defend eli, no matter what

you cry with him about the bullies and definitely try to fight kyler more than once

you wear his sweaters (fight me on it)

you encourage him to do karate

when he flips the script you’re very happy for him he finally feels confident in himself and you love that for him

now the roles are reversed

hawk protects you now

no one even dares to look at you because they are scared of him

i feel like he has a tattoo for you, whether that's your name or your favorite flower idk but he gets one for you

“um wow okay we’re doing that now” “do you like it or not?” “yeah but i wasn’t expecting it”

sometimes he’ll let you pick his hair color “how about purple” “maybe” 😉

he definitely flirts with your friends “hello ladies!” “hi hawk!” “get out!”

you’re the only one that is allowed to call him eli

“eli i need ten dollars?” “for what?” “a snack” *hands over the money*

“eli can i have your sweatshirt? i’m cold” “yeah take it”

“i can’t, me and eli are going to the movies today”

one day you’re sitting with him and his minions (you refuse to call them friends) at lunch

“so eli” -one of the cobra kais “shut the fuck up! you can’t call him that!” -you

hawk has a proud brother moment

anything that you do hawk is like “fuck yeah that’s my sibling!”

his friends are not allowed to look at you, talk to you, have a crush on you, or even think about you

“woah dude she’s hot” “that’s my fucking sister! stay away from her!”

“eli who’s your friend-” “NO!” 

as eli he will buy you period products but is very shy about it

as hawk he will not be caught dead in that isle of cvs

“eli i need them!” “i don’t care! i’ll drive you there and you can run in and get them”

when hawk breaks demetri’s arm you don't speak to him for weeks

you confront him about his new behavior

“this is who i am!” “no it’s not! you’re not my brother!” 

you’re crying and then storm off to your room

that breaks him

is highkey the start of his redemption

when he’s at the fight at the larusso house, and he sees demetri about to get his arm broken, he thinks of your words: “you're not my brother!”

literally motivates him to fix things

you see hawk and demitri and just know that your brother is back

you hug him so tight

“you were right y/n. i’m sorry” “of course i was. i’m always right” “gee thanks” “love you”  

bonus demetri:

he is a nerd, you are a nerd

the two of you watch star wars, marvel, harry potter, etc. together 

“daddy anakin” “please shut the fuck up”

you want to punch him in the face because he is so sarcastic 

it gets on your nerves 

bust out laughing when johnny makes fun of his pi shirt 

“stop laughing” “if it’s funny i'm gonna laugh”

even though you’re a nerd you’re cool 

like you have a lot of friends in your grade 

“demetri if i don’t talk to you at the halloween party that’s why” gestures to his costume 

listen to his rants about how eli’s changed 

you try to give him advice, but it doesn’t work out

so proud of him when he joins miyagi-do

“i'm glad you’re stepping out of your comfort zone” 

demetri tries to get you to join miyagi-do

if you do join great more sibling bonding

if you don’t join no biggie y’all are still besties

y’all go to the comic book store together

its sibling bonding time

you threaten to fight hawk after the laser tag thing 

“hey asshole you leave my brother alone!” 

you sign his cast first

you definitely write some inside joke that only the two of you understand

you see him kissing yas and do a whole 🤮

“so you dating yas?” “idk why” “just checking”

very obvious about your distaste for her

when him and hawk become friends again you’re very wary

“he broke your arm” “he apologized” “he broke your arm!!!”

eventually you and hawk are on semi decent terms

“demetri forgave you and that’s fine but i’m still not over it”

your relationship = the perfect mix of love and teasing  

bonus bonus king bert 🙌🏻:

you are older than him by like a year

but you’re still besties for life 

you’re very proud of him when he joins cobra kai

“im joining a karate dojo” “period pop off”

you always ruffle his hair 

cheer for him at the all valley

“yeah bert!”

but also like you can’t watch 

when he gets eliminated you cringe 

he’s sad about it 

“i just wanted to impress you” “im very impressed bert, you did great” 

your opinion matters so much to him

he’s such a small cinnamon roll 🥺🥺

seeing him with the older cobra kai boys makes you soft

“y/n i’m going out with hawk and miguel can you drive me?” 

bert admires you a lot, like you are his hero

Stack

Stack acts amused. That’s how you know he’s jealous. Some guy at the bar buys you a drink? Stack starts grinning like he’s watching a comedy special.

“Oh this is adorable,” he says, leaning back. “Lil’ man thinks he has a chance.”

The stranger gets cocky and touches your arm. Stack’s smile disappears instantly. He stands slowly, walks over, takes your drink from your hand, downs it in one go, then wraps an arm around your waist.

“Lemme help ya out, buddy,” he says pleasantly. “That one’s taken.”

The guy scoffs. Big mistake. Stack leans in close enough for his eyes to flash red. “Now walk away before I stop using manners.”

Afterward he’s all smug—pulling you into his lap, kissing your shoulder, muttering: “People got real bad survival instincts around you, baby.”

Mary

Mary gets real mad real quick. You’ll be chatting happily with someone and suddenly realize Mary’s gone quiet beside you. Very quiet. Then she smiles politely at the person flirting with you.

And somehow that’s worse.

“Oh sweetheart,” she says softly, “I think you’ve misunderstood the situation.”

The room suddenly feels ten degrees colder. The flirt nervously laughs. Mary doesn’t. She steps beside you, smooth as silk, and gently fixes your collar like she owns you.

Because she does.

“You’re wasting your time,” she says sweetly. “They’re already spoken for.”

Then she takes your hand and leads you away with perfect elegance while the poor soul behind you reconsiders every life choice they’ve ever made.

Bo

Bo gets OFFENDED. “Are you kiddin’ me right now?”

You’re just standing there while some stranger flirts. “Nah, nah, hold on. I leave ya unattended for FIVE minutes and suddenly folks think there’s applications open?”

He marches over, grabs your waist possessively, and points at himself. “Do I look dead to you? ‘Cause I’m standin’ right here.”

The stranger awkwardly apologizes. Bo just laughs humorlessly.

“Damn right.” Then he turns to you with narrowed eyes. “And you. Smilin’ all pretty at people. D’ya enjoy seein’ me suffer or somethin’?”

Meanwhile his hand never leaves your hip the rest of the night. Not once.

Bert

Bert gets jealous in the funniest possible way.“OH this motherfucker’s flirting.”

You almost choke laughing because he says it with genuine betrayal. The stranger tries to introduce themselves and Bert shakes their hand aggressively.

“Hi. Husband. Existing husband. Current husband. Permanent husband.”

The person leaves almost immediately.

Bert turns to you, offended. “Did you SEE that? Right in front of me! The nerve!”

You’re laughing too hard to answer. He grabs your face dramatically. “Baby. How dare ya?! I’m sensitive. Delicate. Frail. I demand kisses! Now!” Proceeds to kiss you all over your face.

Five minutes later he’s over it and asking if you wanna get fries.

Joan

Joan’s jealousy is terrifying because she remains perfectly composed. Someone flirts with you at a bookstore café and Joan simply watches from across the room.

Calm. Elegant. Deadly.

Then she closes her book, stands, and glides over.

“Darling,” she says to you warmly, completely ignoring the stranger at first. “There you are.”

She kisses your hand. Only then does she acknowledge the other person with a small glance. “…Still here?”

The flirt stammers something awkward.

Joan smiles faintly. “How persistent.”

You can practically hear the person’s survival instincts activating. Joan loops her arm through yours and walks away without another word, entirely confident you’ll follow.

You do. Obviously.

Annie

Annie gets clingy when jealous. Someone compliments you and suddenly Annie is attached to your arm like glue.

“Oh wow,” she says brightly. “That’s so sweet! They are beautiful, aren’t they?”

You can already hear the danger underneath the cheerfulness. The stranger nods nervously. Annie smiles wider. Then she kisses your cheek. Then your jaw. Then your temple.

One after another until you’re laughing.

“Annie—”

“What?” she asks innocently. “I’m just loving my partner.”

The stranger excuses themselves almost immediately.

Annie waits until they’re gone before hugging you tightly. Then she asks for cuddles as compensation for her suffering.

Remmick

Remmick notices immediately.

Doesn’t matter if someone just smiled at you for too long or touched your shoulder in conversation…his head snaps towards it. At first he tries to behave. He stands there with his arms crossed, jaw flexing, eyes narrowed into slits while he watches some idiot laugh at your jokes a little too eagerly.

Then you smile back. Oh, now he’s suffering.

He lets out the most wounded sigh imaginable and mutters to himself: “…Aye. Fine. Cool. Great. Love that.”

You don’t even realize he’s crossed the room until suddenly he’s behind you, chest against your back, chin dropping heavily onto your shoulder.

“Hi,” he says loudly with a large fanged grin.

The poor soul flirting with you goes pale immediately because Remmick is staring at them like he’s mentally measuring their coffin.

You try not to laugh. “Remmick—”

“No, no, continue,” he says sweetly, smile stretched too wide. “Don’t let me interrupt ye flirtin’ with me beloved.”

The person says. “I wasn’t flirting.”

“Mmhm.” He does not believe them. One arm snakes around your waist possessively.

“…D’ye mind?” he finally asks them. “Yer seconds away from becomin’ dinner.”

They leave QUICK. The second they’re gone, Remmick turns to you with narrowed eyes.“Did ye enjoy that?”

You grin. “Maybe a little.”

“A little?! Oh, that’s cruel. Yer cruel.” He clutches his chest dramatically. “Flirted with another man right in front o’ me beautiful giant eyes.”

“I smiled at him once.” You tried to justify yourself.

“TWICE.” Then he proceeds to drag you away by the hand so he can sulk in private. Except his sulking mostly consists of him wrapped around you like an overgrown bat while grumbling into your neck. “Should bite people who look at ye too long. Would solve a lotta problems.”

You laugh and kiss his cheek.

He immediately softens.

Stack

Stack had been leaning back in his chair, one arm draped over the backrest, talking your ear off about another ridiculous plan of his. He was throwing you that lopsided grin that always meant trouble and kept making you laugh.

You didn’t plan to kiss him. You just…did.

You leaned in while he was mid-sentence. The words died on his tongue the instant your lips touched his. For half a second, he froze, blinking like he wasn’t sure what just happened. Then his hand shot out, catching you by the hip before you could retreat.

“Well, damn,” he breathed against your mouth, his grin curling back in place, showing you that golden tooth. "Didn’t know it was that kinda conversation."

You tried to step back, but he wasn’t having it. He tugged you closer until you stumbled into his lap. "Nuh-uh, sweetheart. Y'don’t get to drop a bomb like that and just walk away."

He kissed you again and is thumb brushed along your jaw, tilting your face just enough so he could catch the little sound you made when he deepened the kiss. When he finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, still smiling.

"Thanks, baby. Been wantin' to do that all damn day."

You laughed breathlessly and he squeezed your waist before letting you go.

"Now," he added, eyes glinting, "or you can either pretend that didn’t just happen…or you can stay right here for round two. Your call, baby."

No need to say, you ended up having one hell of a make out session after that.

Mary

Mary was sitting cross-legged on the couch, painting her nails cherry red while humming under her breath. You’d been watching her for a while and before you even realized what you were doing, you leaned forward and pressed your lips to hers.

She gasped, the brush slipping and leaving a streak of red across her thumb.

You pulled back, mortified. "Mary, I—"

But before you could finish apologising, she caught your chin between her fingers and tilted your face back toward hers. The corner of her mouth curled into a slow, knowing smile.

"Well, sugar plum," she murmured, "if that’s your way of sayin’ hello, I’ve been greetin’ people wrong my whole life."

She leaned in and kissed you. She tasted like cherries. "You tryin’ to kill me again, sweet thing? My poor heart can’t take surprises like that."

You smiled shyly. "I didn’t mean to—"

"Oh, hush," she interrupted with a laugh, pressing another quick kiss to the corner of your mouth. "You meant it. And I loved it. End of story."

You smiled and kissed her again. At least, you knew now that kissing Mary would never be a problem.

Bo Chow

Bo was leaning against the counter, sleeves rolled up, hands stained faintly with motor oil and a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was talking about something, some repair job of some kind. You’d been trying real hard to focus on what he was saying, but you kept getting lost in the curve of his mouth, the rough rasp in his tone, the glint of sweat on his throat from working under the sun.

And then you just…did it.

You stepped close, plucked the cigarette from his lips, and kissed him.

The world stopped for a heartbeat.

Bo didn’t move. Then, as the shock melted into a grin, his hand came up fast to cup your cheek and he hummed into the kiss.

When he pulled away, that grin of his turned into a smirk. "Well, hell. If I knew ya were gonna do that, I’d’ve stopped talkin’ sooner."

You laughed, a little flustered, trying to step back, but he tugged you right back against him. His thumb brushed over your lip, his gaze dark and warm all at once.

"Hey hey now…none o’ that," he tutted playfully. "Not done yet. Ya don’t just light a fire and walk away, baby. That’s not how it works."

He kissed you again with his arms around your body and chuckled before finally letting you go. He wiped his thumb along your jaw where a little smear of oil had rubbed off. "Now look what ya made me do. Got grease all over ya. Guess I’ll have to clean ya up later, huh?"

And he scrubbed you squeaky clean…

Cornbread

Cornbread was half-asleep on the couch when you did it. He’d been sprawled there like a cat, one arm draped over his eyes, the other dangling off the side of the couch holding a half-empty glass. You’d been watching him for a while. He looked so peaceful that you didn’t even think before leaning in.

Your lips brushed his, soft as a breath.

He froze for half a second, then his lips curved into that lazy, lopsided grin you knew too well.

"Well, I’ll be damned," he murmured, voice rough with sleep. "Didn’t know I was dreamin’ yet."

You started to pull away, embarrassed, but his hand came up slow and steady, catching you by the back of the neck. His thumb traced your jaw, calloused and gentle all at once.

"Uh-uh," he said, his eyes opened now. "Ain’t no way you’re kissin’ me like that and walkin’ off. No ma’am/sir."

He tugged you closer, just enough for your lips to meet his again. His free hand came to rest at your waist, keeping you there while he deepened the kiss. When he eventually let you go, his grin had gone soft around the edges. "You got a funny way of wakin’ a man up," he teased. "But I like it."

You rolled your eyes, but he chuckled and tipped his head back against the couch. "Don’t stop on my account," he added, patting his chest with a wink. "Reckon I could get used to that kinda alarm clock."

Annie

You found her at her worktable, sleeves rolled up, hair in a messy braid, muttering to herself as she pressed dried herbs into little glass jars.

She didn’t even notice you coming up behind her.

"Annie?" you whispered her name softly, and she turned just as you leaned in and kissed her. It wasn’t long. Just a quick, impulsive press of lips. But it was enough to stop her completely.

Her eyes went wide with her lips parting slightly in awe. "Oh—oh my stars," she breathed out, voice trembling with surprise and delight.

You started to step back, suddenly shy, but Annie’s l hands caught your shirt. "Wait—" she said quickly with a happy smile. "Now, where are you runnin’ off to?"

You blinked, amused, but before you could answer, she was already tugging you back in.

This time she kissed you. Her hands lingered against your chest, feeling your heartbeat, grounding herself in it. When she pulled back, she chuckled, her eyes crinkling with happiness. "Now how am I supposed to focus on work?"

You smiled, brushing your thumb against her cheek. "Guess you’ll just have to take a break."

She looked at you, then at the herbs on the table, then back at you and laughed again, bright and gentle. "Yeah. Maybe I will."

And when she leaned in for another kiss, it tasted faintly of honey and sunshine.

Bert

It wasn’t planned. You just… did it.

Bert froze. Eyes wide. Lips still parted from whatever snarky comment he’d been about to make. For one glorious second, you saw his entire brain stop processing…then his eyebrows shot up.

"…Did—did you just—" He blinked. "—kiss me?"

You smirked. "Mhm."

Before you could pull away, he grabbed the back of your neck and laughed, low and breathless. "Oh, hell yeah. Come here, darlin’."

The next kiss was hungry and messy, his hands cupping your face, pulling you closer until your breath hitched. He smiled against your mouth and licked inside your mouth…chasing your taste like a starving dog. You broke away and his grin was downright wicked. "Thanks for the gift, baby."

You started to say something, but he cut you off by kissing you again. "Mm-mm. Not done yet. Daddy needs his sugar. Give it here."

You shoved at his shoulder and laughed. And when you kissed him again, he hummed against your lips, smiling so hard you felt it.

Joan

Joan was arranging a stack of papers at the dining table. You watched her for a moment, the way the lamplight caught her silhouette and highlighted the sharp elegance of her features.

You leaned in and kissed her.

She froze immediately, paper trembling in her hands. Her eyes went wide, shock flickering across her otherwise composed face.

Before you could step back, Joan’s hand lifted, brushing your cheek with the gentlest touch. Her fingers lingered there as she leaned into you, meeting your lips with a slow, deliberate kiss. When she pulled away, her eyes softened, glimmering with something she rarely let anyone see.

Her hand remained against your cheek as she leaned back just slightly, her gaze lingering, soft but intense. "A rather sweet kiss. I suppose…I’ll allow it. And I suppose you have another one for me? It would be rude to not kiss me again."

STACK

Stack whistles when he sees these beauties on your skin. He’s obsessed, "C’mere, baby. Lemme see ya."

He pulls you into his arms and smirks before playing with your piercings. He then kisses the newly-pierced zones and chuckles.

"I believe we gotta celebrate those beauties, don’t ya think?" You end up in the bedroom.

BO

Bo stares.

He then smirks and whistles. "Hello there, sweetheart. Nice lil’ things ya got there. Mind if I touch? They sensitive?"

He starts experimenting and touching them curiously.

BERT

Bert is stunned before he giggles maniacally and starts clapping his hands excitedly. "Oooh. That looks really nice. Can I touch? Please? Can I touch?!"

He will insist until your give in and let him touch you.

JOAN

Joan is confused. "Why would you do that to your own skin?" It would take her time to get used to it, but she would eventually learn to appreciate them.

CORNBREAD

Cornbread is happy to see you with them. He grins and pulls you flush against his chest. "Look at ya. Love the new look."

MARY

Mary smiles and puts her hands on your waist. She admires the piercings and grins. "Pretty as a picture."

ANNIE