#throwback wednesday

On May 2, 2023 Kira posted: 🪶 🩵⚡️🤍✨

#thundermansreturn

#throwbackwednesday

#throwbacktuesday

while waiting for new content

while the franchise is on hiatus. clash of thundermans is still TBA it will premiered this year via paramount plus and Nickelodeon itself. Thundermans undercover still has not been renewed for s2

if you want s2

keep watching the remaining seasons on paramount plus

tread thundermansundercovers2

everywhere that trending.

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But it wasn’t Delia who had brought him and Alan to blows, as she had many of their fellow knights. Alex wasn’t quite certain what had caused their duel to go so terribly wrong; that was the worst part, that he couldn’t remember. Couldn’t think.

That was why he was outside Roger’s door now, pounding on it with no thought to discretion or concealment or propriety. He needed answers, he needed someone who could make this make sense. And he didn’t have anyone to turn to but Roger.

“Please,” was all he said, when the Duke yanked the door open. Something about his expression—or the helplessness of his plea—must have communicated the severity of the situation to Roger, because he didn’t waste time in questions or quips but waved Alex inside and locked the door behind him.

Inside Alex paced, not sure how to begin, and Roger watched him. From the look of the table he was sitting at Roger had been in the middle of some complicated bit of magical research but Alex didn’t care what he was interrupting; for once, neither did Roger, because he made no mention of the inconvenience of Alex’s arrival. He simply waited, uncharacteristically quiet, until Alex finally worked himself up enough to speak:

“There’s something wrong with me,” he said.

“I thought we settled that years ago,” the Duke replied mildly. “There is nothing wrong with you, Alex. Just because you live in a world of small-minded and primitively ignorant, judgmental—”

“No,” Alex interrupted, something he almost never did; not to Roger, at any rate. “No, it isn’t that. It’s—it’s Alan.”

Roger went still but Alex barely noticed. “What about young Trebond?” he asked.

“We were—we were dueling. Not really dueling, not fighting, just—just sparring. You know. As friends.”

“Still trying to find out which of you is better?” Roger’s voice didn’t hold the same amused scorn it usually did when talking about Alex’s ongoing competition with Alan of Trebond; he had already made it plain to Alex that he considered the reports of Alan’s skills exaggerated, and was sure that his own squire could out-duel the boy if he ever really put his mind to it.

That at least had been proven, it seemed, and Alex gave a bitter laugh at the thought. “No,” he said. “I mean, yes. But it—it went all…wrong.” He ground his teeth, trying to find a way to describe the feeling of disconnect, of blurriness he had experienced but every phrase he tried-out in his head just sounded like he was making excuses for losing control and hurting someone else. He couldn’t say that to Roger!

“Yes?” said Roger. His eyes glittered with keen interest. “How so?” he asked, leaning forward in his chair like an expectant teacher who was sure his prized pupil was about to give the right answer to a difficult question.

From A Flaw in the Math, written in 2017.

Thank you for the tag that I am finally getting around to shhh @thescrapwitch! I haven't read this fic myself in ages, it was fun to look back at it and try to ignore the urge to polish it lol.

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