Summary: One of the most feared gangs in all of Achievement City is the Fake AH Crew. No one is sure how they came together to become the most fearsome gang in the City, but many have came up with theories. Here you will learn about how each member came to join this Crew and a look into the many adventures they have had together.
Author's Notes: Here it is! My submission for the ragehappy big bang 2014. I had a blast writing this and I'm happy to have had Davie doing the art for me. You guys will like it I promise! I still had some one shots I wanted to do so this AU will be ongoing. I'll make additions to his master list as I go and I hope you all like it!
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Summary: The Gurrens are a new gang with the same goal as any other gang: start up in Achievement City and destroy the Fake AH Crew. But with the Crew seeming to be one step ahead of them, will they end up on top?
Word Count: 2,059
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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“Russell! Earth to Russell! You there dude?”
Russell King blinks a few times, snapping out of his daydream and looks over to see his friend and fellow gang member, Ian.
“Mm? Yeah I’m here. What’s up?”
“Jeez you were really out of it there. You alright man?”
“Yeah I’m fine. Had a late night that’s all.” Russell pauses to run a hand through his red hair. “What did you want?”
“Romero is calling a meeting. Something about stating a claim here. I don’t know I wasn’t quite paying attention myself.”
Russell snorts and shoves Ian away, “You are horrible. Alright lets go.”
Russell follows Ian out of the room he was in to the main area. Him and Ian were apart of a new gang called the Gurrens. Their goals were pretty much like all new gangs trying to start in Achievement City; start up their gang and attempt to take out the Fake AH Crew. Attempt being the key word because every time a gang had tried it seemed like the Crew was one step ahead of them.
The meeting wasn’t long and Russell wasn’t quite paying attention, Romero just introducing some new recruits. Once it was over the guys ended up sitting around a little fire they made.
“Alright who wants to hear stories?” Ian gleefully asks, rubbing his hands together.
“Stories?” Russell snorts. “What are we five?”
“Aw come on. Besides it would be good to inform these rookies about the Crew anyway.”
“You are going to scare them away before they even get any action.”
“Stories about the Fake AH Crew?” one of the rookies, Mitch, if Russell remembered right, chimes in.
“Well more like rumors, but stories none the less. Wanna hear them?”
The rookies nod and Russell sighs as Ian launches into the stories. He talks about each member as best as he can, since they really are just rumors and no one knows for sure if they were true. Russell picks up the slack when Ian can’t describe them.
“Wait,” Another rookie by the name of Cruz says. “You only listed nine of the main guys. Isn’t there ten?”
“There is. The one Ian missed is the Screen-looker. He’s the one of the last members to join supposedly but he is the more dangerous for gangs.” Russell informs.
“Really? Why is that?”
“They say he’s the reason so many new gangs get wiped out.” That got everyone’s attention and they all lean forward to listen as Russell explains. “He’s their undercover man. He can create any disguise and with the help of the Hacker he can easily get into any gang or even the police.”
“But how would he get information to the Crew if he’s in really deep.”
“No one knows. Anyone that might is either dead or apart of the Crew. Don’t worry though. Romero did very thorough checks to make sure he didn’t get in. You guys took them remember?”
Mitch groans, “Those were so long and intense. I never had to give up so much about myself before in my life.”
“So don’t worry too much about him. Besides if he is amongst us I’m sure we’ll find him eventually.”
“Russell’s right,” Ian agrees as he throws an arm around Russell. “My buddy here is pretty smart and if anyone can sniff out a snitch it’s him.”
That made the rookies relax a little and the topic of conversation shifts over to their own stories of how they got here. Russell tunes them out and looks around the warehouse, his eyes finally settling on a camera. Romero had them installed so they could try to catch any undercovers. He watches as a green light blinks for a few seconds before turning back to the red it usually was. Russell turns back to the fire and smiles, not bringing it up. They would just think he was crazy anyway if he did.
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Ian was walking along the streets of Achievement City, looking for Russell. He said he had to go meet someone a while ago and still hasn’t returned, so Romero sent Ian to go look for him.
‘Where could he be?’ Ian wonders. ‘What if he got captured by the Crew?…Nah I’m over thinking this. He’ll be just fine.’
Someone suddenly bowls him over and they fall to the floor. Ian swears up a storm and looks over to cuss out the person but to his relief it was only Russell.
“God damn what is your head made of?” Russell asks. “I think I have a headache from the collision.”
“Man where have you been?” Ian questions. “Romero was getting antsy. You look a little worse for wear.”
“Ah, that. Well, I met my friend and we chatted for a while. Got jumped on my way back.”
“You alright?!”
“Ian relax I’m fine. I got them all without a problem.”
“That’s good. Come on we need to get back. Romero wants to go over the plan again before the big day.”
Russell nods and the two climb to their feet. As they turn to head back to the warehouse, Ian chatting about something Russell didn’t care about, he turns to look back at where he came from. He almost swears he sees a man with red hair and a beard watching them go.
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The big day soon turned into a very bad one. Their way into the meeting zone was easy and simple, but what they found there sent Romero into a fit of rage. The men they were going to meet to get the goods were all dead and said goods were no where to be seen.
“God dammit!” Romero screams, kicking over a barrel.
Russell walks over to the guys and examines one of them. Rolling them over he spots a familiar insignia and turns to address his boss.
“Yo Romero you may want to see this,” Russell calls.
Romero storms over to Russell and when he spots the insignia he nearly loses it. There, on the floor beneath the dead man, was the Fake AH Crew symbol.
“How did they know?! No one outside of the gang was supposed to know!”
“Maybe we do have a mole,” Russell says. “Someone might have gotten past your interviews and gotten in.”
“I will find them. And when I do they will wish they were never fucking born.”
Romero then turns and storms out of the warehouse, some of the guys following soon after. Russell looks over to Ian and they exchange grim looks before leaving themselves. This was not going to end well.
A week later and they still haven’t found the mole. Ian asked Russell about his friend but Russell assured him that he never talks about gang issues with him. His friend wasn’t the brightest either so there was no worries there. One day though, they got a break.
It wasn’t even on purpose. Russell was just walking by and he saw one of the guys drop a police badge. In seconds the man was subdued and dragged before Romero, Russell throwing the badge at his feet.
“I think we found our snitch sir,” Russell says.
“I’m not a cop man!” the guy shouts, trying to undo the bonds.
“Then where the fuck did you get this man?” Romero asks, shoving the badge in his face.
“F-From the guy that I killed!”
“Really? But isn’t your name Justin McDanger?”
“I-I…”
“I think that’s all I need to hear.” Romero pulls out his pistol and kills the man. The rookies jump back and little and Russell takes a step back so he doesn’t stand in the pool of blood. “Let that be a lesson to you all. No snitches in the Gurren gang.”
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“We are all going to die,” Russell laments as he loads his weapons.
“Come on man. Be optimistic here,” Ian replies.
“I’m being realistic here. We are going against the strongest gang in Achievement City and you expect us to win? This is suicide.”
“It won’t be if we get the upper hand. They won’t know what hit them.”
Russell didn’t look so sure but follows his friend to the main area where the others were. Nothing needed to be said as they all load into their cars and drive off to where the Crew was supposed to be hiding out. It would be simple, get in and catch them off guard, kill them all and claim their place as the strongest gang in the city.
Except that isn’t how it went. Before they even got close, cars started to blow up right and left, the work of Vav. And like Ian said, if Vav starts, X-Ray would be next. Sniper shots started taking out the drivers as they kept driving. He might of had some help because twice as many cars were taken out than if it was just him. The cars that didn’t get blown up and sniped managed to make it under cover and out of X-Ray’s range. What only happened next could be seen as a bloodbath.
Members right and left were getting mowed down as they entered the building. Russell was separated from Ian and the others and took refuge behind some crates. He peeks out from behind his shelter to watch the people he’s spent over a month with get taken down by Mogar and the Mad King with the Boss and Redbeard covering them with guns.
A cry of pain causes him to turn to see Ian fall to the ground, gunshot wound to his stomach.
“Ah...Russell.” he cries, reaching over to his friend. “Help me.”
Russell bites his lip before taking a risk and diving out from his cover and shooting at the rival gang as he tries to make his way to Ian. Right before he can get there, the Boss takes one good shot and Russell takes a shotgun blast to the chest. Ian shouts as Russell falls to the floor and doesn’t get up.
“You fuckers,” Ian whispers as the Boss walks over to him
“You started it.” Is all he gets before having his head blown off.
The Boss takes a moment to survey the scene before walking over to Russell. He stares down at the body before kicking it lightly a few times.
“Come on Caleb,” he says. “They’re all dead you can get up.”
With a groan, ‘Russell’ sits up and throws the wig off, running a hand through his real hair to reveal himself to be the Screen-looker.
“Dammit Geoff did you have to shoot me with the shotgun?” Caleb asks as he rips his shirt off to reveal the bulletproof vest he was wearing. “You could have actually hit me.”
“But I didn’t….. You didn’t get hit right?”
“Yeah I didn’t get hurt. You sure they’re all dead?”
“Ray and Lindsay are out making sure there aren’t anymore survivors and JJ said everyone left that warehouse you guys were staying in.”
“Okay good.” He pauses to look over at Ian and sighs. “He wasn’t that bad you know. Only one that defended me when they thought I was the snitch. I almost got caught when I met Jack that last time but Ian bought my lie so it helped.”
“Sorry I killed him then. We can bury him if you want.”
“Nah it’s fine, he tried to kill you guys. We heading back soon? I wanna get back into my actual clothing.”
“Yeah, Kerry’s out back waiting for you. We’ll clean up here and join you guys shortly. Figured you two wanted some alone time after being separated for so long.”
Caleb playfully punches Geoff at that but smiles. He did miss Kerry badly, not able to get their thief out of his head. He walks past Geoff towards the back door.
“Oh and Caleb?” Caleb turns back when Geoff addresses him. “Nice story you told them about yourself.”
Caleb chuckles, “Well I was insulted when they didn’t talk about me. Got them real scared though so it was fun.”
Geoff laughs and excuses Caleb before going to talk to Michael, Ryan and Jack. Caleb exits the building and climbs into the car and greets Kerry with a kiss. The one thing he had to love about his job, besides the adrenaline that came with being undercover, was being with his lover when his mission was done.
Summary: A new gang is in town and they've taken Redbeard, The Boss' second, hostage. They think they can control the Fake AH Crew. They thought wrong.
Word Count: 1,527
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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“How’s our guest?” The leader asks one of the men that walks out of one of the rooms in the warehouse.
“He’s a little worse for wear but he’s not dead,” The man reports. “He took out five of our guys before we subdued him. The guys roughed him up for it.”
“As long as he isn’t dead or seriously injured I don’t care.”
“Not to be rude sir, but do you think this is a wise idea? I mean we did take Redbeard, the Boss’ second.”
“Our dear guest is the perfect person for this my friend. My intel tells me that the Boss would do anything for his second back. Once our messenger gives the news to him I’ll have his crew doing whatever I want and I’ll soon own the city.”
The man just nods and walks away to check on their perimeter. The leader rubs his hands together, a grin working it’s way onto this face. Everything would work out perfectly and soon he would have the Fake AH crew in the palms of his hands.
‘He shouldn’t have shown his weakness,’ The man thinks. ‘You played right into my hands and you’re soon going to answer to me. I may be a new boss but I’ll soon be on top.’
He checks his watch, noticing that it was getting close to midnight. The messenger should have been able to find one of the crew members to deliver the message. The letter contained a lock of the prisoner’s hair so the Boss knew they really did have him. He had until midnight to answer or they would get their second back in a body bag.
Suddenly there was a knocking sound on the door to the warehouse. The leader turns to one of his henchman and gestures him to answer the door. The man runs over to the door and opens it before he stumbles back in horror.
“I have...I have the message from the Fake AH Crew.” The messenger says, his whole body shaking as he stares down at his chest. His chest was strapped with sticks of C4, a card on the front of it. The man who answered the door leans forward to read it.
“Vav sends his regards~.” He reads, his face paling. “Oh fuck!”
Before anyone could run or flee, the C4 goes off, creating a large explosion and making a huge hole in the wall of the warehouse. Many of the gang’s men were killed in the blast while others covered their eyes as dust and debris flew at their faces.
“Grab your weapons!” The boss shouts. “They’re here!”
As the men scramble to get their guns, the crack of a sniper rifle fills the air and men start dropping one by one. None of the shots missed their targets, the leader assuming that it had to be the crews sniper X-Ray. If Vav sent the bomb then X-Ray would have been the next up. Through the smoke walks two figures, each holding a melee weapon.
“Mmm looks like X-Ray left us some of the guys to play with.” The shorter of the two says, his glasses gleaming dangerously in the light.
“How nice of him.” The other replies, smiling over at his partner. “You take the ones on the left, Mogar?”
“Sounds good to me. Bet you I can get to the leader first.”
“Oh you are so on.”
The leader pales. If the shorter one was Mogar, that only could mean the man next to him was the Mad King. The two were the powerhouses of the Boss’ crew and for good reason. Both of them struck terror in both of the gang side of the city as well as the cop side of the city. Especially if they snapped, the leader has heard rumors about what happened to the people that made either of them lose it. The two let out a battle cry and charge at the remaining men, Mogar swinging his bat while the Mad King had a large knife.
‘I need to get out of here.' The leader thinks as he listens to his men’s cries of pain. ‘Live to see another day and try this again. Maybe if I take Redbeard as a hostage I’ll get away.’
He starts to back up towards the door where their hostage was, but he didn’t get far before he was tackled to the ground. A foot connects with his chest harshly and gets the wind knocked out of him. He looks up to see the Mad King got to him first, grinning down at him like he was a fresh piece of meat. He raises the knife high into the air, ready to kill the man underneath him. The leader raises his arms to try to block the blow but it never comes. He opens his eyes to see Mogar next to the Mad King, grabbing the arm that held the knife.
“Easy there,” Mogar says. “He’s not yours to kill.”
“But he took Jack!” The Mad King snarls, increasing the pressure on the leader’s chest.
“I know that he did Ryan but the Boss made it very clear that we couldn’t kill this fucker.” Mogar reaches over and touches Ryan’s cheek, and to the leader’s surprise his eyes soften a little.
“You said my real name.”
“And you said Jacks but this guy won’t be alive long enough to tell anyone.”
“Is it clear?” A British voice calls from the hole in the wall.
“Yeah, let the Boss know and have JJ check to make sure the cops aren’t coming.”
“Can do.” The owner of the voice’s steps trail away until they are gone. The warehouse is silent as the three wait for The Boss to come.
“JJ says that the cops are busy with the distraction he made.” A feminine voice enters the room this time. “He’ll let us know if they are coming this way though.”
“Perfect. Do two of you want to get Jack for me? I need to get a good look at the fucker that took him.”
“We will!” Two voices answer and the leader looks over in time to see two males run by them. He recognized one of them as the Hobbit, the best thief in the city. But the other one he didn’t know. Was he new or did no one know who he was? Only two names came to the man’s mind and since he knew that the Hacker almost never steps out of his hideout the man had to be the Screen-Looker, the Boss’ undercover man.
The heavy footsteps coming towards them caught his attention and he looks over to see the Boss take a stand on the other side of the Mad King, or Ryan as Mogar has supplied. The leader flinches a little at the cold, harsh glare he gets from the man.
“So this is the guy?” the Boss asks.
“Yup! He even tried to get away too. Ryan got him before he could get far.”
“He try to kill him?”
“Course I tried. Michael was here to stop me though. I know he’s yours.”
“Damn right he is. No one takes Jack and thinks they could get away with it.”
“Hey we got Jack,” The Hobbit calls, him and the Screen-looker supporting Jack as they exit the room he was kept in.
The Boss’ attention immediately turns to Jack and he quickly walks over to him. He gently touches Jack’s body, checking him for injuries.
“Are you alright?” the Boss asks, his voice soft and filled with concern.
“I’m fine Geoff,” Jack replies, giving the other man a smile. “They weren’t happy with me when I killed five of their guys but they didn’t kill me.”
“You idiot,” Geoff reaches up and touches a nasty gash on his left shoulder. “This is why I wanted to go with you this morning. I had a feeling and I was right!”
Jack rolls his eyes but moves his hand from around the Hobbit’s shoulder and onto Geoff’s hand. “Of course you’re right. Can we please just get out of here? I’m sure this’ll scar and I just want to go home.”
“Alright, alright. But first.” Geoff drags Jack forward and catches him in a kiss. It wasn’t a long one, Geoff pulling away after a few seconds but Jack was smiling wider after that. “Alright go. Ray and Lindsay should be waiting with a car to take you back. I’ll be right after with these two when I’m finished.”
Jack nods and lets the Hobbit and the Screen-Looker lead him out of the warehouse. Geoff waits until he hears the sound of two cars racing away before turning his attention back to the leader. He pulls out his magnum and walks back over to Michael and Ryan. He kneels down next to the leader and puts the gun to his head.
“You don’t ever take what’s mine,” Geoff growls, taking the safety off the gun. “Anyone that tries dies. You made your first and last mistake.”
The last thing the leader heard was the sound of the magnum going off.
Summary: Jack's life has gone from excitement to boring since his move to Achievement City. He just wanted something to come and spark up his life. He may just get his wish when someone comes to visit.
Word Count: 1,887
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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In an apartment in Achievement City there sat a man staring out from the large windows in his apartment. He was enjoying a bottle of beer, just watching the world go by. As he sits there, scratching his beard, he realizes that he is bored. There wasn’t anything fun to do in the city. Sure there were races, bars, malls and some other things he could go to, but those weren’t his kind of fun.
‘I miss the good old days,’ the man thinks, tipping his bottle back to finish off the drink. ‘I wonder what Geoff is up to.’
He climbs out of his chair and heads into the kitchen, going to grab himself another beer. Right as he is about to head back to his seat, there is a knock on the door. Wondering who that could be, the man places his bottle on the kitchen counter and heads over to the door and opens it slightly, looking at the person who was knocking.
“Can I help you?” he asks, not recognizing the man before him.
“Jack Pattillo?” Was the reply.
“Yes. I’m sorry I don’t believe we’ve met.”
“Aw, come on Jack. Don’t tell me you forgot your old pal Geoff.”
Jack stares at the man before his eyes widen in recognition, the man’s voice finally reminding him of his old friend and partner in crime. A grin breaks out on his face as he opens the door and pulls Geoff into a hug.
“Geoff Ramsey I can’t believe it’s you! It’s been years!” he says, pulling back to take a better look at the man. “You’ve changed a bit since I last saw you. Nice tattoos.”
“You did too. I almost thought I got the wrong address.” He looks down at his arms, all of his tattoos able to be seen due to the tank top he was wearing. “Yeah, they’re addicting. Can I come in?”
“Oh! Where are my manners? Yes, come in Geoff. Make yourself at home.”
Jack moves back to let Geoff in before shutting the door and locking it. You never know who would try to break in and he didn’t want to take the chance, regardless of how well armed he was.
“Would you like something to drink?” Jack offers. “Got beer, scotch, some rum, wine, and so on.”
“I’ll take some scotch thanks.” Geoff replies, sitting down on Jack’s white couch.
Jack quickly pours Geoff a glass before moving to join Geoff in the living room. Handing Geoff his glass, he sits down on the couch opposite of the one Geoff was on.
“So what brings you to my home? Not that I don’t mind you visiting me. ” Jack asks, getting right down to it. “It’s just that I haven’t told anyone where I live and not to be rude but we haven’t seen each other in years.”
“You were always the smart one when it came to these things,” Geoff says, smiling and taking a sip of his drink before going on. “As for me finding your place I have my sources and I might tell you later. Anyway, I’m here to give you an offer.”
“What kind of offer?”
“I’m thinking of starting up my own gang here in Achievement City. All these other gangs are lame as dicks and they need someone to lead them.”
“And that someone is you?”
“Well, it won’t just be me but yes. They’re all unorganized and not properly trained. It would be easy to get rid of the competition and take over as the main crime gang.”
“And what about the cops?”
“I know a guy that’ll help with that. Just let me worry about them okay?”
Jack still wasn’t convinced, especially since Geoff hasn’t told him why he was here, talking to him. “So where do I come into all of this?”
“I want you to be my second in command. You’re the only one I trust to have as my second and honestly I think you are the best qualified. Remember when we were little?”
“How could I forget? You were always dragging me along on adventures and I would be the one to plan everything out and you were the muscle.”
“Hey you had muscle too ya know!” Geoff says before smirking as he runs his eyes over Jack’s body. “You’ve gotten more muscle since then too. A good look for you.”
Jack’s face heats up but he keeps his cool, “So you basically want me to do the same thing now?”
“Yup!”
Jack sighs, bringing a hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose. “Geoff you can’t just drop something like this on me. I have a job!”
“Which I know you hate! Can you honestly tell me you like working at the bank day in and day out? Having coworkers and customers that don’t appreciate you and treat you differently because you had a different upbringing.”
“How do you know that?!”
“One, because I’ve had similar experiences. And two, I was watching you a couple days ago when you were working.”
Geoff gives Jack a sheepish grin at that, causing Jack to sigh and put his head in his hands. He hears Geoff get up and walk over to him, sitting on the armrest.
“Will you at least consider my offer?” Geoff whispers, reaching down to take Jack’s hands away from his face. “I really want you to work with me but I won’t force you.”
Jack doesn’t answer right away, thinking over Geoff’s offer. Everything Geoff said was true, he wasn’t happy with the job and he was sick of everyone treating him like he was glass because he was an orphan and lived on the streets for most of his life. But he didn’t want to jump at the opportunity to say yes just yet.
“Alright I’ll think about it,” Jack finally answers, smiling a little when he hears Geoff let out a whoop of joy.
“Sweet! Take as long as you want dude…. Uh, hey Jack? Do you think I could crash here for a few days while you think it over? I can’t exactly go home at the moment.”
“Why not?”
“The popo is staking out my apartment.”
“Thought you said you had a friend in the police.”
“He can’t save me from everything!”
“Fine fine you can stay. You’ll stay in the guest bedroom.”
“Aw I can’t sleep with you?”
“No!”
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That all was a few days ago and Geoff was still living in Jack’s apartment. Honestly Jack was expecting his place to be trashed the first day he left for his job but when he came back there wasn’t a thing wrong with his apartment. He won’t mention the shit-eating grin Geoff had on his face when he mentioned it to him, he just won’t.
Geoff’s been working out plans once he gets his crew up and running, but he never tells Jack anything about them. Jack just assumes it’s because he isn’t technically a part of the crew yet so he wouldn’t be told anything and doesn’t bring it up. But he has been getting curious just what his friend is planning. He’s not sure if that’s just his urge to make sure Geoff doesn't do anything to get himself or others hurt or killed or if it was something else.
“Geoff?” Jack calls, coming into his apartment and taking his shoes off. “I’m back. You here?”
When he doesn’t get a reply he gets suspicious, walking farther into his apartment as he shrugs off his jacket. He doesn’t find Geoff in the living room but Jack notices something spread out on his coffee table. Curiosity getting the better of him, Jack walks over to the table and takes a look at the papers.
“This looks like a plan to rob the bank I work at,” he mumbles as he looks over all the papers. He had to admit Geoff had it well thought out, but there were some things missing. “He has the guard routes and times they go on patrol all wrong though. And the area he wants to enter isn’t there anymore. He’d be better off entering over here.” As he talks aloud, he doesn’t really notice himself grabbing a pen and making all of the right adjustments to the plan. “And his best time would be around 11 at night because that’s when there’s the least guards. I’d say stick to tasers and other stunning weapons so they can’t be traced back to him.”
“God damn, I didn’t think my plan was that bad.” Geoff’s voice washes over Jack, snapping Jack out of his rant and causing the man to jump to his feet.
“Geoff! I was- What I mean to say was… It wasn’t that bad Geoff. Your maps are a little out of date though. As was some of this information you got. You should really get rid of the guy that gave you it.”
“What great advice. Thanks Jack.”
It takes Jack a moment to really take in Geoff’s expression. It was one of smugness, like he knew this was going to happen. That was when it hits Jack.
“You piece of shit. You did this on purpose.”
“I do plan to rob that bank Jack. I just wanted to see if you still had it. And I was right!”
Jack can’t bring himself to be mad at Geoff and just chuckles as he shakes his head. He had to admit it was a pretty good plan for him to do just to see if Jack wasn’t rusty. It made Jack remember the old days, the rush he got when they would do more minor crimes, mainly stealing from stores. And now Geoff was here, giving him the offer to join his crew and do bigger crimes.
“Alright.” Jack says.
“Alright?” Geoff echos.
“I’ll be your second in command.”
Geoff stands there before the biggest grin breaks out on his face and he runs over to Jack, tackling the man to the ground.
“Oh thank you Jack! You won’t regret this I promise!”
“I better not. So what are we going to do for more crew. It can’t just be the two of us.”
“Of course not. I plan to look for people more like us: the ones that have no where left to go, outcasts of society. They’ll be the best and the most loyal. Of course we’ll have some lackeys but I want a main group of people to work with first.”
“What are we going to call ourselves?”
“We’ll work on that. Right now you are going to call your job and tell them you’re quitting. After that, we’re going to finish this plan and rob your old bank in a few days.”
Jack smiles and goes to grab them some drinks and his cell phone. The call to quit his job was an easy one, his excuse was that he was having a hard time keeping up with the job. Calling the Chinese restaurant to order some take out next, Jack takes a seat next to Geoff and starts to point out spots where the plan could be better and where his information was spotty. Throughout the planning though, the two had the biggest grins on their faces. They were back together once more, the dynamic duo. Achievement City better watch out, because this crew is going to take the city by storm
A/N: Anyone who was in the CAH game knows exactly what this is. I wasn't supposed to be writing today, you know. Anyways, Uncle Ryan is fun to write.
Michael had his glasses pushed up in his hair and he was squinting at his piece of paper His tongue was peeking out of the corner of his mouth, and the way he was holding the paper so tightly was sure to leave creases. Ray kept trying to tell him, but Ryan had taken the Puerto Rican to the kitchen sink and was attempting to scrub the red off the boy's hands. It almost looked they were trying to hide evidence from a murder.
Geoff did his best to shake that image from his mind as he took in the pure happiness that seemed to radiate from them. Even with his kitchen destroyed right before dinner there was no way he could get upset at them. Or, more specifically, get upset at Ryan for bringing the paint set into his house. The man kept spoiling their kids and Geoff was pretty sure eventually the three lads would leave their parents to go live with their "cooler" uncle one day. (He'd already caught Ray trying to sneak out to spend the night over there once.)
Resigning himself to his fate of having to clean this with the one hour before dinner left, he walked over and picked Gavin up off his husband. The kid put green all down his favorite shirt and got it on his hair as he squirmed, but Geoff just laughed. Ryan turned to him with an apologetic smile and he did his best not to flip him off. Even though it was extremely tempting when it was clear that the man didn't regret this in the slightest. Instead he gave all of his attention to his kid. "Are you painting your Pops for a reason there, buddy?"
"I wanted to make him like Elfie." Gavin told him.
"There's no one named Elfie, Gavin. Idiot." Michael told them, putting his glasses down. "He means the green witch."
"Elphaba!" Ray shouted out over the water.
"So you think I'm wicked Gav?" Jack pouted.
"Nooo! Pops I think you're a witch!" Gavin frowned, crossing his arms and spreading the green more.
"You think I'm a witch? Why?"
"Because Kerry said that sometimes you act like a witch and because your beard is full a magic."
"Kerry said what?"
"Uhhh.." Ryan at least had the decency to look guilty. "It's not what it sounds like?"
"And I was talking with Ray and we agreed that Pops had to be magic because he puts up with Da all the time."
"Hey! I'm right here." Geoff said, putting Gavin down.
"And he never yells at us." Agreed Ray.
"And Pops never takes away desert." Michael chimed in.
"Jack, they've all turned against me!" Geoff held a hand to his heart, and put the back of his palm against his forehead. "Forsaken by my own family!"
"It's okay Geoff. I still love you." Jack laughed as he stood up and kissed his husband's cheek. "Sorry about the kitchen."
"It's alright. We were talking about painting it anyways, right?"
"So what shall you cook for dinner when the boys don't love you?"
"Well, I mean, if they don't love the cook I could always make brussel sprouts..."
"Da! Da no, come on you promised today would be chicken nuggets!" Ray whined.
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, you don't even like brussel sprouts." Gavin added.
"C'mon we love you Da, we promise, now can we please have chicken nuggets for dinner? Please? We'll get cleaned up real good and everything!" Michael pleaded, placing his work of art down on the table.
"Well..."
"Pleaaaaaaaase?" The three of them chimed and it was not fair. There was no way anyone could ever say no to these three all aiming their puppy eyes at them at once. Even Jack had already given in, and had started to clean up the mess.
"Alright. Go get cleaned up with Uncle Ryan. And don't leave Edgar in the bathtub this time please, Michael? It's hard to get him out of the drain."
"I didn't leave him, he had to be in there for protection!"
"Against what?"
"Uncle Ryan! He's crazy!"
Geoff shook his head and laughed, watching fondly as his kids left the room with their uncle. The kitchen was a disaster, his shirt was ruined, Jack still had paint in his beard, and that corner of their table would forever be red, but with the sound of children echoing down from the hallway nothing could have felt more like home.
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A/N: So, I wrote Ems a coffeeshop au. Why you ask? Well, 3 months ago, on February 24th, Emily said yes to the dumbest question I've asked her and made me the happiest nerd. Now, on our three month anniversary, I want to make sure she smiles and knows I love her. Happy anniversary, you big dork. <3
The place smells a lot more like sweet coffee then the snobby place he usually visits. It's got a warmer, more comfortable air, and Geoff actually finds himself relaxing and taking time to read the menus posted on chalk boards nailed into the walls. Each item had clearly been hand written but it didn't seem annoying or pretentious- more homely. It helped that everything was very legible. He was still looking over the menu even when he already knew what he'd get, when the bearded man seemed to grow a voice.
"What can I get you?" The voice was deep, and just as nice as the rest of the place. The man was smiling, but it didn't seemed forced at all and Geoff actually had to stop himself from full on grinning back.
"Uh, hi. Can I get two large coffees- black, a large decaf half milk with a splash of cream, and..." He eyed the rest of the menu but nothing seemed to jump out at him and Geoff wasn't against saving his money. "That'll be all actually."
"Of course." Geoff let the rest of their conversation drown out as he took the chance to actually study the man. He had glasses but it didn't make him seem closed off- just more knowledgeable. Not in the book smart way- more in the way that he seemed like the kind of person to go to when you needed advice because the eyes behind those glasses were the kindest and most understanding Geoff have seen in his entire life. Which was nice- most baristas didn't care nor understand that some of their customers needed their coffee before they could fully function. He tried to learn the rest of the man's face by heart but the coffee was ready and paid for far too fast.
Geoff didn't have any reason to lollygag, and he really shouldn't considering the other two were already going to be pissed enough that he hadn't gotten them their usual fix. So he'd grabbed the tray of drinks and left reluctantly. As he turned to pass the window again- he caught another smile from the barista that could only be directed at him and felt his the corners of his own lips raise. It was going to be a good day. Even though when he did get to work the lack of their shitty regular coffee was immediately noticed and complained about. Geoff just flipped them off and put down the tray, picking up one of the black coffees to claim as his own.
He was pleasantly surprised when it actually wasn't bad. Even Gus stopped whining about Geoff not getting the proper caffeination for powering him when the man drank from his own cup. Though that led to the problem of him having to explain to him just why he hadn't bought their usual. His answer of "I just wanted to try something new" barely satisfied them, and he spent the rest of the day wondering if the cute barista with the beard worked a regular weekly schedule. He hoped so, because the coffee was a lovely excuse to see the man a bit more.
Besides, the coffee was a lot better. So it wasn't like he was just stopping in the same shop every morning for a man who'd caught his eye. Geoff would never do something as dumb as that. (Even though the man's smile lit up the whole room. And his eyes drew Geoff in. And his laugh was the best thing Geoff had ever heard.) Okay, so he might be but the point was no one would know because he always got the coffee alone and all he ever did was order coffee, joke with the barista, and then leave. He never even learned the man's name.
Geoff hadn't been expecting Gus to meet with him one morning because he needed 'at least one fucking hour away from Burnie or he'd will kill him and we'll be screwed'. He hadn't expected Gus to see the real reason he'd stopped in the shop. Or for him to smile before he'd even taken a drink of coffee, like he'd been shown the best secret in the world. Geoff knew he was screwed the moment Gus nudged him and told him to go sit down- he wanted to argue but if he did he really would have given Gus something. Listening to their conversation was awful, embarrassing, and Geoff couldn't wait until they left. On the bright side, when they did leave he finally knew the man's name.
Jack. Jack was the man who had been making his mornings so much better for almost a month now. Jack was also the man who now knew Geoff's name, what he did for a living, and that he was - in fact- not necessarily straight.(Geoff had made sure that when his sexual orientation became a topic he looked as interested in his phone as possible. Nothing was worse than the fact that Gus knew Geoff would still come here tomorrow because the coffee really was fucking good.)
And he did. He went in the next morning and tried to ignore the flush that wanted to work it's way to his cheeks when Jack smiled a little more familiarly than usual and gave him a wink when he turned to make the same thing he always ordered. He also tried his best not to smile back, the barista didn't even know his name- he was just flirting now because he knew it was going to get him a bigger tip. (It did, Geoff hated to admit, but the dumb not-so-subtle flirting had made his day a bit better to begin with.) Jack kept it up for a full week and Geoff was convinced he was going to go bankrupt supporting the bearded man's shop.
Then he'd walked in on Jack getting pulled over the counter and wrapped in the arms of someone he'd never seen before. Geoff had actually felt himself preparing to fight and yell before he'd turned around and stormed out. God damnit, he hadn't felt like this since he was in highschool and he wasn't young enough to be this angry anymore. Okay, so maybe it was more envious than angry but Jack hadn't looked bothered. He'd looked happy to return the tender embrace and it drove something awful straight into Geoff's throat. Jack was already dating someone clearly, so he needed to be an adult. He needed to accept it, get over it, and move on.
Geoff didn't bring coffee to work that morning but no one bugged him about it. Burnie just hugged him and Gus tried to make him laugh. It worked a little, enough that he was able to distract himself with work. They had so much to get through and so very little time that honestly he should have been more absorbed in it already. (But he'd been distracted by kind eyes behind black rimmed glasses and a soul- warming smile behind a beard and- he really had to stop thinking about it.)
He started going back to the old place, but the coffee was shit. The atmosphere felt like someone had just died, the baristas hated him, and everything about the place made him feel like vomiting or killing someone. He managed to go there for a week before he broke. Geoff was a fully grown man and he would be damned if some little crush made him fucking miserable. So he convinced Burnie to go with him. (Because it was totally a mature thing to admit when maybe you needed support, shut up.)
Burnie glared down the bearded barista who didn't look like he was having such a great day. Jack still smiled at Geoff but it didn't seem as natural as before. Geoff let Burnie order, distracted by a familiar guy in the corner. It had to be the guy who had hugged Jack before and he was giving Geoff the same glare Burnie was giving Jack. Geoff couldn't blame him- someone was making eyes at his absolutely gorgeous boyfriend and fucking christ he was no where near over this man.
He didn't understand why he couldn't move on from a man he didn't even know the full name of. One he'd never seen outside his work place who was happy and deserved to be. One who was only ever in his life in the early morning of weekdays and who Geoff went to great lengths to get to laugh. It sucked, being glared at sucked, Jack avoiding his eyes sucked, the fake smile sucked, Burnie glaring down Jack sucked, his entire morning sucked and even with the coffee he didn't really feel like he had any energy.
Gus and Burnie began to make the coffee runs after that because he just couldn't go. He couldn't visit because he was a fucking kid still and couldn't grow past someone who was taken. Even the coffee almost started to taste bitter to him because he knew that it was Jack who had made it. There had never been another barista he'd seen who worked the hours Jack did at that shop. He'd only ever seen one other man- some young kid with darker skin, glasses, and a smile that made him wonder if being a comforting person was a requirement for being hired there- working at the shop at all, and that had been on the weekends.
It takes a full month for him to go back and step in. When he does, there's that man on the counter this time and Jack looks like he's exasperated-but fondly so. Geoff almost leaves again, but god damnit it had taken so long and he could face his. He could- as long as Jack was happy. That was what was important right? So he stepped up to the counter, and his tongue caught in his throat as he caught their conversation.
"Joel, I just cleaned that counter god damnit!" Jack said, back turned.
"My ass is not going to make it any germier than the numerous amount of customers throwing their money at you and leaving their sweat everywhere." 'Joel' replied, wiggling as if to prove his point.
"Oh my god get your fucking ass of my counter or I will turn you into coffee."
"You wouldn't do that, you love me."
"You can't prove that in court."
"I don't need you, you have yet to kill me."
"I really should, you know."
"You sound like an old wife. Going to kill her husband to grab a new one because he just doesn't do enough around the house."
"And you sound like a jackass, now get off my counter."
"Do you think that's why everyone thinks we're dating?"
"...Maybe?" Jack seemed to stop and think about it, placing the bag of beans in his hands down so he could cross them over his chest. "Could also be because you tend to drape yourself over me."
"Fair. But I can't help it, you're warm and outside is fucking cold as shit."
"We live in Austin. It's not cold, you're just insane."
"It is so cold until the sun is actually up."
"How would you know? You're never outside when the sun is up. Hell, you're barely awake when that happens Joel!"
"I am so awake-"
"Nope. Don't you fucking lie to me. Look me in the eyes and tell me that-" Jack turned around only to fall silent and blush as he found himself looking at a customer who had just been idly listening to their conversation. "Geoff! Uh. Hi! The usual?" He tried to control his voice but the surprise and embarrassment shown brightly.
"Yeah, thanks." Geoff replied with a small smile and relaxed a little when Jack smiled back. The moment Jack's back was turned though, he turned to Joel. "So.."
"What?" Joel asked, eyebrow raised.
"You two really aren't dating?"
"Why does everyone think that? I bet this entire town thinks I'm fucking Jack!"
"...I'm going to take that as a no."
"No. We're not dating. I love Jack and all but too much beard for me, you know?"
"Oh. That's..." Good he wanted to say but didn't. Instead, when Jack turned back with the tray of the three cups of coffees as always Geoff smirked. "Actually...I think I want to add to my order today."
"Really?" Jack looked confused, but set the tray down and got ready to make something else.
"Yeah...See, I'd really like to get this bearded barista's number..."
Summary: Geoff wanted to get to know Jack a little better after seeing him talking to Grif. He didn't know it would lead to this.
AN: This will be only of many Fire Emblem: Awakening AU support conversations. In FE: Awakening when you had two characters fighting together, their chemistry went up and every so often you would get a support conversation, building their relationship and giving them an edge in battle when they fight together. The conversations go C, B, A, and then S for two characters, of the opposite sex in the game, who will then get married when they hit it. But as you can see that won't apply for my au XD When you see four separate stories, it's an S and when you see three it'll be an A support.
(Sorry for the length I just wanted to explain to any of you that haven't played the game! :D)
Geoff had found Jack standing in front of Grif’s stable, talking to the wyvern in hushed tones and Grif replying with soft cries or a small rumble.
“What are you doing Jack?” Geoff asks the taguel, walking over to the two.
Jack turns to address Geoff, “I was just having a conversation with your wyvern. I must say, he is very loyal.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because I asked him why he stays with you. He told me because he cares for you very much and considers you a part of his family and would never leave you unless he died. That’s pretty loyal if you ask me.”
Geoff chuckles, reaching over and patting Grif’s head, “I consider him part of my family as well. I would not be here if it wasn’t for him.”
“Really?”
“Yup. Dunno if you could tell, but I was a pretty reckless kid when I was younger. Would always sneak out to explore, mainly Wyvern Valley, which was very close to my village. Well, one day I was out there and these mercenaries were down there, hunting for wyvern scales. I got spotted and they were going to kill me because I knew too much. Next thing I knew, there was this loud roar and all the mercenaries were gone, scared because they assumed it was some big scary wyvern. Then this little guy comes around the corner, almost smirking. He wouldn’t leave me alone so I let him follow me home. Rest is history.”
“Interesting. Wyverns aren’t known to be that accepting of humans.”
“Well. It wasn’t smooth sailing let me tell you. Grif here was a little rebellious himself.”
Jack chuckles a little and Geoff can’t help but smile when he hears it. Jack had a nice, comforting laugh, one that made anyone feel at ease when they heard it. Jack stops chuckling and opens his mouth to say something when a ringing sound fills the air.
“Well, I’d love to hear more about that story but dinner’s ready,” Jack says. “Maybe another time?”
“Yeah, that’d be nice. Maybe, if you’re up to it that is, I could hear about what it was like for you when you were younger.”
Jack gives Geoff a small smile, “Maybe. We shall see.”
Geoff nods and the two leave the stables to head to dinner.
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They didn’t get to continue their conversation for a while, one or the other always too busy to talk and many constant days of battling leaving them too exhausted to stand. The two finally had a chance to talk when they were back in Ylisstol, the capital of Ylisse. They were in the capital to restock on supplies and to allow Burnie to catch up on matters with his brother Matt and to see their mother. Jack and Geoff were just wandering around the town, looking for the supplies they needed.
“Thank you again for accompanying me around,” Jack says. “I just don’t feel safe wandering around alone in such a big city.”
“If I were in your position I would have probably asked someone too,” Geoff says. “Not many here have probably seen a taguel since the incident so one wouldn’t know how they would react. I’m honored you asked me though.”
Jack looks off to the side, “I was hoping we could continue our conversation from a the last time we had chatted.”
“Conversation? Oh right, me and Grif meeting. Well, like I mentioned last time, Grif had a little rebellious streak. He would always mess with me and my friends back in the village in little ways.”
“What did you do about those?”
“Well back then my mother was a war cleric so I would use her healing staff and lightly bonk him on the head when he did something bad. I never did it all that often but he’s a lot calmer now.”
“I see.”
“It is funny though to see him scare off the ladies that are way too stubborn for their own good,” Geoff says, chuckling.
“That sounds like something to see.”
Geoff nods and the two stop at one of the shops because Jack saw something he was interested in buying. Once buying the item, the two keep on walking.
“So, is it still alright for me to ask you about your childhood?”
“....I’ll do the best I can. I lived very far from Ylisse, in a wooded area with my warren. There were many children there along with myself, I was the oldest of the children if I remember right….”
Jack rambles on as they walk, explaining as much of the taguel tradition as he could to Geoff. He also explained that he didn’t know much about the traditions as he was just a teen when his people were attacked.
“And then not long after that was the attack.” Jack finishes.
“Wow,” Geoff comments. “I learned so much about the taguel from you.”
Jack smiles, “I’m glad you liked hearing about it. It makes me a little happy when people ask about the taguel. And that’s why I really need to keep my species alive. I want people to know and finally accept us and learn not to fear us.”
“Jack….” Geoff says before getting a determined look on his face. “Alright then, it’s settled. I’ll make sure to keep you safe until that dream is realized!”
“What? No, Geoff you don’t have to do that for me.”
“Well that’s just too damn bad because I’m doing it anyway. That’s what friends are for right? Look out for one another and help make their dreams come true?”
Jack stares at Geoff for a couple minutes before nodding, “Alright fine. But you better not get your idiot self killed.”
“Can’t guarantee anything. But you have to promise the same thing.”
“Fine. We should be getting back. It’s starting to get dark.”
Geoff nods and pats Jack on the back before leading him back to the castle where the other Shepherds were staying.
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Geoff was an idiot. No, scratch that, he’s probably the biggest idiot out there. He hoped that if he survived this the others wouldn’t yell too much at him.
The Shepherds were fighting a group of Plegian soldiers when they were ambushed by another, larger group of Risen, dead soldiers brought back to life by some unknown force. Geoff had ended up separated from the rest of his group, Risen and soldiers coming at him at both sides. It was hard for him to just fly out of there, as archers and wind mages kept Grif pinned to the ground lest he take life threatening injuries. The others were helping however they could: Ray was shooting arrows as far as they would go, Ryan was killing enemies from a distance using his newly bought Mire dark tome, Gavin was using his dancing to rejuvenate the soldiers to keep fighting and Michael was just destroying anything that was in front of him, making a line straight for Geoff. But he wasn’t worried about them, or himself getting hurt. It was the fact that he could not see Jack on the battlefield and that alone was enough to nearly send Geoff into a panic. He always had Jack in his line of sight when in battle and if he didn’t then Grif was keeping tabs on the taguel. But Grif didn’t know where he was either and Geoff was worried. He was so worried he wasn’t watching his back as a Risen snuck up on him, a wyrmslayer blade in his hands. Geoff hears his name shouted and turns in time to see a familiar figure leaping in the way of the sword's blow.
Blood. There was so much blood. Blood flying in the air, soaking the ground, and seeping into the now red fur of the owner that took the blow for him. As the beast falls to the ground and shifts back to his human form, Geoff spins Grif around and shouts as loud as he could.
“JACK!!! YOU'RE ALL DEAD AS DICKS!”
What happened next was a blur to Geoff, not quite remembering what happened after he saw Jack go down. Burnie tells him that he basically went berserk, destroying the Risen and Plegian soldiers like they were nothing, himself and Grif practically covered in blood when they were done. He knew friend from foe and therefore harmed none of his comrades, much to Geoff's relief. Once the fighting was over, Grif hovered over Jack’s prone form and growled at anyone that dared to get close. The only one Grif allowed close to Jack was Caleb, once he showed Grif that he meant no harm. Caleb did the best he could there but the body can only handle so much healing magic before it starts to reject it. Ryan carried Jack back to camp, Ray and Michael leading Grif back, his rider having become practically a hollow shell. He only came back to himself when he found himself in the healer’s tent, Jack laying in a cot right next to him.
Geoff scrambles out of bed and kneels down next to Jack’s. His torso was completely wrapped in bandages, as well as his left arm. Jack’s glasses were off, laying on the little night stand to the left of him. Geoff places a hand on Jack’s chest and lets out a sigh of relief when he finds that Jack was still alive.
“You idiot,” Geoff whispers, his voice cracking slightly. “You fucking idiot. Why did you do that? I’m supposed to protect you and you go and do that? I could have dodged it! Grif’s armor could have protected him! Why did you do it?” Jack doesn’t respond and Geoff takes a deep breath, “Don’t you know how much I care about- Shit.”
Geoff groans and puts his head in his hands. He didn’t want to admit it but it was true. He was falling in love with Jack. A taguel who was probably the last of his race. He was basically dooming Jack’s race to extinction by just liking him. And if Jack liked him back? No. He couldn’t let that happen. So, Geoff did the only thing he could think of, given it probably wasn’t the smartest. He would distance himself from Jack. Geoff climbs to his feet, giving Jack a gentle kiss to his forehead before leaving the healer’s tent and stumbling to the stables.
Grif was there to greet him. Geoff didn’t have to say a thing, Grif just brought Geoff closer and wrapped one of his wings around his friend, curling around him as if to protect him from the world.
“It’ll be better this way,” Geoff says, the composure from before falling apart and tears start to run down his face. "It’s better this way. It’s better this way.”
Geoff repeats it in his head until he falls asleep, curled up against Grif.
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Geoff’s avoiding of Jack lasted only about a week, and by then the whole camp was on edge. They had to deal with a mopey Geoff and a pissed off Jack, neither of the two were very fun to deal with. Geoff would just not respond, just nod or shake his head with asked something. Grif was harsher that he usually was, almost biting Miles’ hand off a couple days earlier. Jack was just plain out angry, snapping at the littlest thing or just growling and stalking off. Gavin would end up at Burnie’s tent more often, tears running down his face from something Jack had said. He knew Jack never meant them, the taguel apologizing as soon as he could, but they still hurt. Burnie was just about ready to smack them both in the head and make them get it over with, but he didn’t have to.
Jack and Geoff eventually ran into each other when they were walking through camp. Geoff took one look at Jack and tried to run but Jack was having none of it. He shifts into his taguel form and pounces on Geoff. Grabbing Geoff by the back of his shirt, Jack drags the wyvern rider out of camp and somewhere private so they could talk. No one dared to stop Jack, especially since Jack was shifted and they just wanted the problem between the two to be solved.
“You,” Jack says, his voice distorted as it always was when he shifted, throwing Geoff gently against a tree and cornering him there. “Have some explaining to do.”
Geoff tried to play it off, “I have no idea what you are talking about. Oof!”
Jack lightly smacked Geoff with a paw. “You know damn well what I am talking about! You’ve been avoiding me and I want to know why!”
Geoff stays silent, looking away from Jack, unable to look at him without seeing all the blood from that fight. The stand in an uncomfortable silence, neither of them able to say a thing. Finally, Jack gives in and sighs.
“What did I do?” Jack says. “I know you’re probably mad at me for taking that blow for you and Grif, but was it that bad of me to do it? Was I wrong to protect the two I care about most in this world?”
Geoff felt his resolve breaking under the sound of hurt and despair Jack’s voice was making. His heart fluttered a bit when Jack said he and Grif were people Jack cared about very much. He shakes his head.
“I forgave you the moment I knew you were alright,” Geoff says. “I’m avoiding you because of myself.”
“What?” Jack says. He shifts back into his human form and walks over to Geoff, kneeling down next to him.“Geoff you aren’t making sense.”
“I love you okay?! Damn it Jack, I’ve been in love with you since that day in the market back at Ylisstol! But...but I can’t be in love with you. It isn’t meant to be. I would be causing your species to become extinct if we were to be together.”
Jack was stunned to silence, making Geoff think he had been rejected. He just smiles and tries to move past Jack to go back to the camp, possibility to hide in his tent and never come out again. Before he could get far though, Jack grabs his arms and pulls him back over to him, pinning him to the tree. Geoff is about to ask what he was doing when Jack’s lips seal over his own. Geoff is surprised, freezing up for a few seconds before relaxing and returning the kiss. After a while the two pull away to catch their breath.
“Wh..What?” Geoff pants out.
“You really are an idiot you know that?” Jack says. “Oh and I love you too.”
“But..but your race…”
“If I really am the last of my race, I’m sure I can always see if one of the ladies would be a surrogate. I’m not that much of an idiot. I’ll keep my race alive, but I want you by my side when my race is brought back.”
Jack digs into the limited pockets his armor gave him and pulls out a simple silver band with a small wyvern etched into the ring.
“Will you be by my side Geoff? For the rest of our days?”
“...Yes you sap. Yes I will,” Geoff says, letting Jack slip the ring on. “I’ll have to get one made for you.”
“I shall happily await for it.”
Geoff hugs Jack tightly, glad for the space between them to be gone. He was happy, happy that Jack wanted him, happy that he said yes. The happiness doesn't end, not even half a year later when the Shepherds find more of the taguel alive and well, and not even when a nice taguel by the name of Caiti agrees to be the surrogate to Jack and Geoff. He knows that in nine months, he’ll have another, maybe more, happy surprises on the way.
