soy luna one shots

i'm bored - simbar

*takes place maybe a year or two after the last season of soy luna*

"Ugh, I'm so bored." Luna complained one slightly chilly afternoon. The roller team was supposed to be practicing, but no one besides Luna felt like skating. The cold was unusual and depressing to them. Juliana was busy, leaving them with no coach.

Matteo leans against the railing, unsure what to say. Wanting to help Luna, but at the same time not wanting to really do anything was putting him in a hard predicament.

"Please? Can we just do something, it doesn't have to be roller skating. I just need to do something." Luna pleads, looking to each of her friends for support. "You're just sitting there doing nothing, do any of you seriously find that more interesting than skating?"

Deciding to help his girlfriend, Matteo stands up and skates over to where Luna stands in the middle of the rink. "Yeah, we have to do something." Looking at him, Luna mouths 'thank's, chico fresa' and he smiles back at her.

"Like what?" Ámbar asks, looking up to Simón as he was sitting behind her. She wanted to get out of there and just be with him, but leaving all of the sudden would be rude. But did she care?

"I don't know, any of you got ideas?" Matteo asked, looking at the silent Nina, Jim, Yam, Jazmín, Delfi, Ramiro, Pedro and Simón.

"We could play a game?" Nina quietly suggests, shrugging.

"Sure, that could work." Simón tells her, "Anyone got ideas?"

"Simon Says!" Jazmín blurts out, "Because he's Simón and it's Simon, get it?" Smiling brightly, she turns to look at her friends around her, but no one laughs.

A moment of silence passes before Luna speaks up. "Sure, yeah that would work I guess. Who wants to be Simon?" She asks, but gains no responses from her bored friends. "Oh, get up!" She suddenly exclaims. Skating around to each of them, she grabs arms and attempts to pull her friends off of their butts, but being small she doesn't succeed that well.

Defeated, she moves over to Matteo, who's crossed his arms and is looking at everyone. "C'mon everyone, let's play."

"Fine." Ámbar says, standing up, her boyfriend following.

Soon everyone is on their feet, or really skates, and standing in front of Luna. Smiling, she looks from teammate to teammate. "Alright! Now that wasn't so hard, was it?"

Everyone shakes their heads, admitting that Luna wasn't wrong. "Right, well Luna, you're our Simon. Go ahead." Simón tells her, smiling his Simón smiles.

"Right then, Simon says turn around." Luna instructs, and her friends follow.

Playing for the next few hours, they play 10 rounds. Everyone taking a turn at being Simon except for Simón.

"Alright, congrats Ámbar. You win, again." Luna announces at the end of the round, slightly annoyed with her cousin's talent at this simple game.

"Now my turn?" Simón asks, slightly excited. Having done the same thing 10 times in a row, he was slightly tired of it.

"Sure, wait... no." Luna tells him, looking at the two clocks Nina had had someone install, to try and help Luna lose track of time less. "Sorry Simón, it's getting late, we have to go."

"What? Seriously?" Simón asks, trying not to complain, but just his luck.

"Yeah, sorry. We can play another time, and you can be Simon first." Luna tells him, skating off the rink, everyone else following her.

Simón stays on the rink, upset. Ámbar realizes this and skates back over to him. "You're really upset about this, aren't you?"

"Well yeah, I don't know why but I really am."

"Don't worry, we can play again at home." She whispers in his ear, confused he turns to look at her.

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see." Grabbing his hand, they skate off the rink to catch up with the others.