You Mean Everything To Me (Avengers/OUAT Fanfic)

21. I will turn you into a waffle

[Willow]

*flashback*

"Perks, Perks, Perks." I chanted, clapping with the words.

"Her-cu-les. Her-cu-les." Tove replied, also clapping.

"But Charlie."

"But Hercules."

"But Sam."

"But Meg."

"But Patrick."

"But Hades."

I did a double take. "Are you implying that Hades is the gay friend with emotional problems?" I asked.

"Yes!" Tove exclaimed.

"Let's watch Skins then," I said, settling for a TV show.

"Or we could watch Friends?" Tove retorted. "We're not gonna settle on our favourites are we?"

I shook my head. "Princess and the Frog?" I suggested.

Tove nodded and put on the movie.

TIME SKIP

"My belle, Evangel-" I was cut off by Tove throwing pancake batter at me.

"Sing that song one more time, I'll turn you into a waffle." She said threateningly.

"When we're human, and we're gonna b-" I was again cut off by more pancake batter

"I knew it was a bad idea to watch that movie." Tove shook her head, passing me a cooked chocolate chip pancake. I happily devoured it.

"What we gonna do today?" I asked still chewing on my pancake.

"Let's go to the pub?" Tove suggested as I spat out my pancake.

"A pub?" I asked. "A fucking pub? Who do you think I am?"

Later, in the pub

"WOO!" I screamed, dancing my heart out. "This is amazing!" I yelled at Tove, completely intoxicated.

As the night got later, I got more and more drunk, trying to forget everything. About halfway through the night, a man tried to buy me a drink, and when I refused, he tried to grab my ass. A rush of memories came back to me and I punched him square in the face. I tried not to, but with the memories and the alcohol, I pushed him to the ground, punching him repeatedly. Eventually, I was dragged away by Tove, tears streaming down my face.

By the time we got home, I was a mess. I was sobbing into Tove's shoulder.

"I was five," I whispered, sitting on the bed in my room.

"Sorry?" Tove asked.

"I was five," I said, raising my voice a bit. "I was five the first time I realised that my brother was a monster. I had just got home from school and all I could hear was my parent's screaming. I saw a girl, maybe 19, walk out of the door and smirk. I walked in and heard that my mother was drunk again. So walked to my brother's room, for consolation. I trusted him. So, you know what he did with that trust? He shoved it up his fucking ass. I was five years old. I wanted someone I could trust. Not a monster who sexually abused a five-year-old. I trusted him. I wanted a brother. I wanted a friend." By the end of my monologue, I was yelling. That night, I told Tove my whole story.

That was when we became good friends.

Now, this.

Hi, Okay, Imma write at a million miles a second, as I have 15 minutes to upload this. I'm so sorry I didn't upload last week. I'm so sorry! I feel terrible. I've been feeling shite. I'm sorry, I love y'all.

- Sophie xxx