#willofnottingham

Mary Kate’s favorite part of the season was picking out presents to give to kids who had had unfortunate years. Although the circumstances were sad, knowing that they still got things to enjoy during the holiday season, even if they’d lost homes or parents or gotten sick during the last calendar year, made her holiday season feel a little brighter, and this time, she’d dragged Will along with her. "Okay, you’re going to have to hold me back from buying like... half off this toy store for people, I always get so excited about how cool kids toys are these days, I love imagining them getting to play with them... and maybe I like testing them out before we get them for them,” Mary Kat sing-songed happily as she grabbed Will’s arm and steered him down the first aisle.

Thank you for ensuring that I never have suitors ever. Not that I had any before, but honestly, my family potentially harming my significant other is still a deal-breaker, from the other end. If someone’s trying to hurt my family though, they deserve what’s coming to them, especially if what’s coming to them is an ultra intimidating and powerful five-time archery champion.

You’re welcome for ensuring that no one who doesn’t deserve you ever, ever wastes your time. I mean, I happen to know a guy or two who would absolutely not be scared of me trying to beat them up, just saying. Or who would totally just stand there and let me beat them up, as long as you patched them up at the end or did something gross like kiss it better. That has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? Maybe I’ll stop at five; five’s the charm, then pass it to Charlie like Law did with me. Even though I completely would have beat him anyway. He bowed out before I could embarrass him, but I’ll let him think he was just being a nice older brother.

Her tree house would keep her safe. It was where she and her dad had always gone growing up; it was like her own special little corner of the world, where it was just her and her thoughts and nothing else could bother her. At least... usually nothing else could bother her. Tonight as she climbed in she noticed another person in her space, and she was on the brink of yelling at them to get out and leave her alone when she realized who it was. Will. The last burned bridge. The one that was kind of fixed, but not really. Her cousin standing in the stands rooting for her today wasn’t exactly the same as them actually speaking, and Mary Kate scuffed the toe of her shoe along the wood floor awkwardly, saying, “Oh, uh... Hey. What are you doing up here?”