WESPER IS MY OTP AND NOW IM GONNA UPDATE AFTER *enter very long number here* MONTHS!!!
HEADCANNON THAT JESPER NEVER JUMPED ROPE SO WYLAN TRIES TO TEACH HIM
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Edit: the person singing this is not a member of the original Six of Crows group--and no, it's not Matthias the ghost either--but is an OC of mine named Agria. She's also a Grisha of the Materialki order like our favourite Jesper, but unlike him--a Materialki Durast--Agria is a Materialki Alkemi.
And yes, all the fancy words are from the official Grishaverse wiki, so don't jump to the comments saying "Agria can't be a Materialki Alkemi because they don't exist!!!" because yeah, she can and she is!
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For a Sharpshooter, Jesper had never jumped rope in his life.
Which, in the Narrator's--my--opinion, is really damn lame. Seriously, I'm clumsy as hell and I jump rope! Anyway...
"Wy, this is stupid! I don't know how to jump over a rope!" Jesper complained as I watched the two from afar, standing next to the one and only Kaz Brekker, thief extraordinar. Inej and Nina stood, holding a plain rope between them and lazily swinging circles. I had to press down the urge to run and start jumping.
Wylan Van Eck was a stubborn little shit, trying to get Jesper to jump. So I gave in, took off and jumped in.
"I see Katterdam, I see Van Eck, I see a merchling fighting back!" I sang to no apparent tone. Jesper laughed as Inej and Nina sped up the rope, my feet moving faster.
"C'mon, sharpshooter! Get me a gun, shoot the Merch Council one by one!" I sang some more, jumping in time with my notes. Wylan grinned, pushing Jesper closer to the rope.
"C'mon sharpshooter! Get me a gun! Shoot the Merch Council one by one!" I started to jump out and in the rope, pulling Jesper's arm.
"C'mon sharpshooter! Get me a gun! Shoot the Merch Council one by one!" Inej laughed, spinning the rope faster. I pulled Jesper in and jumped out, watching him awkwardly jump over the rope.
"Dirtyhands, Dirtyhands. King of the Barrel. Bastard, King, Son of Marrow!" I was making this up as I went.
"Sharpshooter, Dirtyhands, Merchling too! Wraith, Grisha Girl and Matthias, what about you?" I laughed as Jesper's leg got tangled in the rope and he fell, cursing as he went down. I fell next to him, chanting.
"C'mon sharpshooter! Get me a gun, shoot the Merch Council one by one."
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