Odetta Clegane was falling for the boy of her dreams. Should they stop falling? There is always a crash after the fall.
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"Why is it so easy to break the rules after dark?"
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Bran and Odetta were connected at the hip from the moment they woke up. Sandor grumbled as Odetta jumped on him kissing his cheek before she got dressed and ran out to get Bran.
"Odie-"
"LOVE YOU!" She shouted back before banging on Bran's door.
"Ready?" Bran questioned pulling open the door.
"Ready!" Odetta declared, bran led her out into the kitchens first and they shoved their faces with left over pies before running outside.
Bran and Odetta were playing in the courtyard when a giant spider ran in front of them and up the wall. Odetta screamed bloody murder and Bran ran to her side.
"Odetta! What happened? Do you need a maester?" Bran questioned.
"GOD SAVE ME FROM THE SPIDERS!" Odetta called out to the clouds. Bran waved a hand at the spider and it ran off into the crevices. "My hero!" Odetta declared. Bran smiled as she hugged him.
Bran smiled breathing her in, he was in love. Barely a day with her and he was in love!
"Okay, I have a dance for you. I just made it up!" Odetta remarked. Bran took a step back as she started spinning and jumping around, the wolves ran around with her. ODetta laughed out. Bran could picture her here, with him, could picture their life together.
So the very next day when Bran saw Odetta with Sandor, he knew what he had to do. Odetta beamed back at him, waving happily, as if she hadnt just seen him a moment before.
Yep, this was the girl he was going to marry.
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Bran ran up to Sandor and then ran back to Odetta. He kissed her cheek and she giggled out.
"I want a real kiss!" Odetta declared.
"A real kiss?" Bran questioned.
"Can I give you a real kiss?" Odetta took another step closer pressing her chest to his.
"Yes." Bran agreed eagerly. ODetta leaned forward kissing him on the lips. Rickons jaw dropped when he saw them. "Wow." Bran whispered as he pulled back. Odetta blushed hugging him quickly. "I like that kiss." he agreed.
"Me too." Odetta declared.
"Dont move, I have to do something." Bran instructed.
"Do what?" Odetta questioned.
"It's really important."
"Okay.' Odetta agreed with a shrug. Bran ran up to Sandor, shuffling to a stop.
"Mr sandor i would like your blessing to marry your sister." Bran said nervously.
"Seven hells." Sandor muttered. Odetta ran towards them.
"Say yes, sandor! Say yes!" Odetta screamed jumping up and down.
"You are ten!" Sandor countered.
"And a half! The half is really important." Odetta assured. Bran nodded in eager agreement.
"Please, I will treat her like a princess!" Bran declared holding Odetta's hand. Odetta smiled down at their hands before looking back at Sandor.
"Was that a yes?" Odetta questioned after him. "I think that meant yes." She told bran with complete certainty.
"Umm are you sure?" Bran countered hesitantly.
"Sandor!" Odetta chased after him. "Come on say yes!"
"You are ten." Sandor corrected
"And a half the half-"
"Is not important." Sandor cut in.
"Do you hate me?" She whimpered big eyes staring up at him as her lip pouted out.
"I could never hate-"
"Then why are you tearing me from the love of my life!" Odetta demanded, ever the flare for the dramatics. Sandor rolled his eyes.
"You are ten." Sandor corrected. "You will have a hundred loves of your life before you find mr right."
"No. Bran is mr right!" Odetta objected.
"The love of your life for now." Sandor corrected
"For forever!" Odetta demanded.
"I dont think so."
"What do you know about love anyways?" Odetta demanded. "You have never been in love." Sandor scowled down at her.
"I love you. I dont need to love anyone else." Sandor corrected, his voice low in his throat.
"Well I can love you and Bran." Odetta assured more softly realizing she was being mean. But she just loved Bran so much already.
"Is he coming south with us?" Sandor questioned. Odetta squealed. "Thats not a yes-" sandor objected. "But im not leaving you here all alone-" she ran to bran.
"Are you coming south?"
"I cant imagine being apart from you." Bran assured. "I would follow you anywhere." Odetta kissed his cheek before running off.
"Yes." Odetta answered.
"Then I will consider marriage for you if you still love in him in ten years-"
"I would be so old in ten years!" Odetta demanded.
"Nine years." Sandor countered. Odetta lunged at him hugging him tight.
"Three years max." Odetta countered. Before running to bran. "When we are 13 and a half we can be wed. Sandor approved!"
