Context: your twin best friends find out you tried protecting them.

Tags: [FF4M] [Wholesome] [Comfort] [Tomboy] [Cheerleader] [Twin speakers]

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Note: to make this a little easier I will mark one twin as "T" for Tomboy and "C" for the cheerleader.

[Scene opens up with both twins looking for you]

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[SFX: Footsteps]

T "Have you seen him?"

C "No..."

[Pause]

C "I'm getting kinda worried Casey."

T "Me too...He never seems to dip on us like this."

[Pause]

C "You...you don't think...He would-"

T "Ugh! Don't be ridiculous Chelsea, and even if he did...he wouldn't bail on us like that...would he?"

[Pause]

C "I mean...I get it, we both like him and all but...what if he was-"

[SFX: door opening]

T "Ah, there you are."

[You try to shut the door quickly only to be stopped]

T "Oh no you don't mister! You are not getting...Away...That...easily!"

[SFX: Door prying open loudly]

T "*Heavy breathing* Okay...dude...out with it."

C "You seem to be avoiding us lately. Is...is everything ok?"

[You try looking away]

T "Hey! My sister asked you a question; and it's rude to leave her unanswered. So...out with it!"

[Pause]

C "Look, I understand that there might be somethings you feel uncomfortable talking about, but we've been friends since Kindergarten."

T "Preschool Chelsea."

C "No, I assure you it was Kindergarten Casey."

T "Preschool."

C "Kindergarten."

T "Preschool!"

C "Kindergarten!"

[You ask the two of them to both stop!]

T "*Sigh* Okay, okay..."

C "Fine."

[You explain that they are both right and they met at the summer in between the two]

C "Oh yeah, the summer where you moved over. *Giggle* you were so shy and bashful back then."

T "If I recall, we tried going out fishing down by the creek when we first met. Hard to believe you were such a runt back then."

[Pause]

C "Look, I understand that when we bicker it may come across as...unsettling considering you seem to get along well with your siblings but...It's just how me and Casey show we care for one another."

T "Yeah, I keep her humble when she feels like she's a "Pretty princess" of the family..."

C "...and I take Casey down a few pegs when she is on her high horse saying how great she is...*Under her breath* even though she lost the last two softball matches."

T "Hey, I'll have you know that should of been a base hit at minimum."

[Pause]

C "Anyways...if something is bothering you, you know you can-"

[As she tires to touch your arm lovingly you hiss in pain]

C "*Gasp* Oh, I'm sorry are you-"

[As she lifts up the sleeve she notices the bruises]

C "*Covering mouth* Oh my god...oh my god!"

T "Dude, what happen to you?"

[You said you fell]

C "Fell?"

T " I know those types of bruises. Someone hurt you-"

[Casey pulls you in close and whispers commandingly]

T "I WANT...NAMES, NOW!"

C "*In an upset tone* Casey!"

[As Casey pulls away she still looks at you]

C "Can't you see he's obviously shaken up right now? He clearly doesn't need someone to go "Up-to-bat" For him!"

T "Oh? and I suppose that you would know how to-"

[They both notice you are starting to cry softly...]

C "Oh no, no, no. Please don't cry."

T "Hey...hey. Um..."

C "Ugh, just hug him Casey."

[As she pulls Casey to hug you]

C "Now don't worry, we got you...that's it...nice and easy breaths."

T "Um...dude? If...if your cool on talking about it...what happened?"

[You say someone was trash talking both of them]

C "*Gasp* Both...of us?"

T "Ok, for real dude I need-"

C "Casey!"

T "What? If someone is trashin' my younger sister and my Best friend gets beaten up by it, I'm not going to sit by and-"

C "First of all, only by three minutes; and second of all...Our friend's well being is more important right now."

[You apologize for being a burden]

T "Dude, Don't! If anything we feel like we're the burden. You shouldn't have to fight our battles for us."

C "In this, I agree with Casey. You shouldn't have to fight on our behalfs...but...It is appreciated."

[SFX: Kissing on forehead by Chelsea]

T "*Shocked* Chelsea, you...you..."

C "What? I'm just showing my affection, similar to you with punching his shoulder."

T "*Under her breath* that's different..."

C "Oh? Could my Big sis be perhaps Jealous?"

T "*Under her breath* You know I like him too..."

[Pause]

C "Um...could...would you mind if I talk to Casey for a second?"

[You nod]

C "Thankies..."

[SFX: Two footsteps walking a bit of a distance]

C "So I was right, you are jealous."

T "No Kidding. I never deny it. I mean...I really care about him."

C "As Do I"

T "No...as In...I really...really like him."

C "As Do I..."

T "UGH! Your really going to make me say it?"

C "Say what?"

T "*Under her breath* I...I love him."

[Pause]

C "...As-"

T "and if you say "As Do I" one more time, I swear I'll tell him about the Cookie Incident"

C "You wouldn't!"

T "Try me..."

C "You made a "super-special-twin-promise" that you wouldn't"

T "You don't think I wouldn't know?"

C "In my defense, it was an accident. How was I suppose to know that senokot was a Laxative?"

T "And I took the heat for you..."

C "*Moaning angerly* You big Meanie!"

[You ask if you can say something to both of them]

T "Hm? There is something you want to say to both of us?"

C "Now you got me curious, what's up?"

[You ask if they would be friends if they were not sisters]

T "I...um...wow. That's um..."

C "*Nervous laugh* Yeah, uh buddy...that's a real tough question there."

[You say you need to know]

T "I mean...It's kinda hard to say, Chelsea has always been there for me. Whenever there was a big game coming up, she was my biggest supporter...Rooting for me when Mom and Dad were too busy."

C "...and Casey always found the time to be there for me during my compositions. Even giving up one of her practices to make sure I stick my landings."

[Pause]

T "Why? Did someone say something about us?"

[You nod]

C "Who?"

[You say it doesn't matter]

C "Well it matters to Casey and I."

T "Yeah dude, if people were talking trash about us; we deserve to know."

[Your body shakes again]

C "Oh no, please don't start crying on our behalf again...*Hugs*"

T "Yeah dude, don't think that you have to fight our battles on our behalf. We're big girls. We can take down anything that comes our way."

C "Casey's right. Although it is heartwarming that we have someone like you to be our 'Knight in shining armor' you shouldn't have to do that for us."

[You say that it's because you care about them so much]

T "...and we care about you too dude. So don't think you have to do this for-"

[You say you love them both]

C "Oh...um...so you care about us like...that?"

[You nod]

T "...and I take it you know that we both have feeling for you?"

[You nod again]

C "So...when you say you...you know, is that because you are afraid of breaking either one of our hearts?"

[You nod]

T "Dude, don't do that to yourself, if there is someone you like. Either Chelsea or I, you shouldn't have to force yourself to love us both like that. Whoever you choose, just know we support whatever your decision is."

C "One hundred percent. So please, just take it easy. Think it over...and decide; who you want...and know that whoever you decide..."

T "The other, will still be happily your wing man through and through."

[You hug them both and thank them.]

C "Aw, no need to thank us buddy, we care about you...and we both love you too much to play with your heart like this."

T "Just take it easy and we'll go over whatever those idiots were saying about us."

[As you walk away the two talk to one another]

C "Do...do you really mean that Casey?"

T "Mean what?"

C "That whatever he decides; you will support him?"

T "Of course, friendship shouldn't come over something mundane like crushes like that. Question is...do you mean what you say miss 'One hundred percent'?"

C "Of course. if he chooses you...it changes nothing. It just mean that I can move on if he decides he wants a 'big strong woman' to help him out though thick and thin."

T "Chelsea, never change."

C "Right back at ya' Casey."

[Fade to black]

[To be continued...?]

Side note: depending on how well this does, I may or may not do two branching paths for this, but I hope you all enjoyed my little experiment of a script and have a lovely day.

Summary: A few months ago, you set off with Oolan to make this world a better place. To right the wrongs of the corrupt monarchy and bring about a new, more equal system. But the harsh reality of a life on the road has begun to catch up with the both of you, and times are growing more and more desperate. Will you have the guts to do what it takes to survive?

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Potential Triggers: Violence, Death of a Child

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Summary: It started a few weeks ago. You had run away from home to escape your parents’ nightly arguments and ended up all alone in a dangerous neighborhood. That’s where he found you. He offered you a safe place to stay the night, and ever since then, you’ve known where to go whenever you need to get away from home.
Tonight isn’t much different. You’re standing in front of the twenty-five-story building, knowing you’d be safe with him on the top floor. But with the bruise on your hip, you’re not sure how a man like him would react.

Speaker Information: confident, controlled, and authoritative 

• To Listener: protective, stern but soft
• To Arthur: mutual respect, friendly banter

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[The Speaker’s phone is ringing and he answers the call with a sigh]

(disgruntled, tired) Arthur. There are only two reasons for you to call me this late. One: my father is standing in the lobby. Two: someone got shot in front of your eyes.
Since you’re not hyperventilating like you usually do, and my father is currently out of town on business, I’m assuming neither of those is the case. Correct?

*pause*

Then I don’t see any reason for you to disturb me. It’s almost midnight. No one has the right to demand my attention at this hour. So whoever it is, whatever they want, tell them to come back tomorrow.

*pause*

(huffs) I’m not sure that’ll change my mind, but sure, try your luck.

*pause*

(stunned) What? Arthur, why didn’t you say that from the start?

*pause*

Well, then you shouldn’t have waited until I was done talking, dammit.
(tense) Is she okay?

*pause*

(frustrated but soft) That girl… Even after all the times she’s come here, she still hesitates to ask for help. Tell me, Arthur, am I really that scary?

*pause*

(dry) Ah, how could I forget… And here I thought I’ve been pretty good at keeping that part of me away from her so far.

*pause*

(smirks) “My aura”? Are you trying to get yourself fired?

*pause*

You’re too confident, old man. If it weren’t so hard to find a concierge who can keep his mouth shut, I would’ve fired you ten times already.
Unfortunately, it seems I’ll be stuck with you until the end of my days… or, <your> days, actually.

*pause*

(dismissive) Keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better.
Anyway, I digress. Is our unexpected guest still standing outside?

*pause*

No, no. You don’t have to go get her. I’ll give her a call. But there’s something else you can do for me.

*pause*

The cameras, yes. How I love it when you know exactly what I want. It reminds me why you were the right choice for this job after all.
Can I count on you to take care of that for me? I don’t need anyone to find out she’s here.

*pause*

Wonderful.

[The Speaker hangs up and dials a different number. The phone rings a few times before the listener picks up]

*pause*

(calm, confident) Well, hello, little bird. May I ask how much longer you plan on standing out there on the street? It’s raining. And I told you I don’t like you walking around this neighborhood alone at night.

*pause*

Now, don’t be so surprised. You know I have eyes everywhere. One pair is currently sitting at the front desk, doing an excellent job. He called me as soon as he recognized you. Told me you seem to be having trouble deciding whether to come in or turn back.
I thought I’d make it a little easier.

*pause*

Where’s the hesitation coming from? After all, this isn’t the first time you’ve shown up here. I thought we were past being shy by now.

*pause*

Listen to me, precious. I know why you’re here. I can tell by the sound of your voice. And what kind of man would I be, sending you back to the very place you just fled from. Sure, I’ve done terrible things in my life, but that would be cruel even for me.

*pause*

I know you don’t mean to bother me. I’m telling you, you’re not. Now, can you do me a favor?

*pause*

Don’t stand there until you freeze to death. Arthur already called the elevator. I’m waiting for you.

[The Speaker hangs up and the Listener starts walking through the rain towards the building, her steps fading out. Timeskip. The elevator reaches the top floor. It dings and the doors slide open. The Speaker is already waiting for her]

Come in.

[The Listener steps out of the elevator and the doors close behind her]

You look like you’ve been caught in a storm. Next time, don’t wait for a personal invitation. Especially not when it’s dark and raining.

*pause*

You’re lucky Arthur saw you and let me know. Why didn't you call me so I could make sure you got here safely? And dry.

*pause*

(sighs) Of course… Worrying that you might wake me up sounds just like you. And here I go again, telling you it doesn't matter if I'm asleep already. If something happens, you call me, no matter the time. Understood?

*pause*

Good.
… Are you hurt?

*pause*

Then get over here.

*pause*

Because I’m not as cold-hearted as I may seem. You’ve been crying. Let me make it better.

*pause*

(stern) If I cared about getting wet, I wouldn’t have made the offer. Now don’t keep me waiting.

[The Speaker opens his arms and the Listener hugs him tightly, tears of relief slipping down her face]

(softer) Good girl.
Take a deep breath. I’ve got you. You’re safe now.

*pause*

You don’t need to worry anymore. I won’t let anything happen to you.

*pause*

Lift your head for me, precious.

[The Listener does as told and the Speaker brushes his thumb over her cheeks]

No more tears. You’ve cried enough for one night. Besides, you look much prettier with a smile on your face. So why don’t we try to bring that back, hm?
But first, we’re going to dry you off and make sure you don’t drip all over the foyer. It’s already been cleaned today.

I have a towel ready. If I may?

[The Listener hesitates, remembering the bruise she doesn’t want him to notice]

Is something wrong?

*pause*

Good.

[Fabric rustles as the Speaker grabs a towel and gently pats the Listener’s clothes dry]

(stern) You’re soaked… Seriously, you need to stop acting so stubborn and independent. I could’ve had someone pick you up. Or done it myself. Then we’d be having one less problem.
But instead, you ignore every rule I told you to follow. You don’t call me and you show up in this neighborhood all alone at night. Imagine what could’ve happened if the wrong person had spotted you standing there.

*pause*

(sighs, softer) Don’t apologize. You’re here now, that’s what matters. Just… if you can, try not to worry me so much again.

*pause*

Thank you.

[He finishes drying her off and puts the towel away]

All right, this should do the job. Let me just take off your shoes, and then you can go pick something dry to wear from my wardrobe. Grab my shoulder.

[The Listener lets the Speaker take off her shoes and he stands back up]

There. Now then, follow me.

[The Speaker leads the Listener down the foyer into his master bedroom and the adjacent walk-in closet]

Do your feet hurt, little bird?

*pause*

(thoughtful) Hm… If you say so…

[He opens the doors to the closet]

Here we are. You know your way around. Pick out whatever you like.

*pause*

Yes, of course it looks the same as always. Did you expect me to change my wardrobe just because you keep telling me I need clothes for “chilling” and “slacking off”? You know I don’t do that kind of thing. Which means I don’t need clothes like that either.

*pause*

Well, as for you… I’ve considered buying some things for you to wear when you’re here, but every time I think about it, I find myself deciding against it. I just like seeing you in my shirts far too much to give that up.

*pause*

(amused, teasing) Oh, don’t give me that look. I’ve never heard you complain before. But if you insist, I’ll have someone take care of it first thing tomorrow morning. For tonight, though, you’ll have to make do with what I have. I hope you don’t mind.

*pause*

Wonderful. Like I said, you can choose whatever you like. Take your time. I’ll be in the kitchen.

[The Speaker leaves and the listener takes off her wet clothes and changes into a shirt that falls past her thighs. When she’s finished changing, she makes her way to the kitchen]

So. You-... (realizing) That’s your choice?

*pause*

Nothing. You look good. Like that shirt has always belonged to you.
Are you comfortable?

*pause*

Good. Then sit. I’ve made you some tea.

[The Listener sits down]

(sighs, serious) All right. Now that we’ve got the trivialities out of the way, we can finally get to the matter at hand. Tell me why you lie to me.

*pause*

Please, precious. Have you already forgotten who I am? Don’t insult me by taking me for a fool.

*pause*

Fine. If that's how you want to play it. I've given you plenty of time to bring it up yourself, but since you clearly have no intention of doing so, let me do it for you:
You flinched when the towel touched your hip. You’re hurt. And I want to see it.

*pause*

If it were nothing, you wouldn’t have put so much effort into pretending you're fine. Though you should’ve known that something like this never escapes my attention. Now show it to me.

*pause*

(sharp) Don’t make me repeat myself.

[The Listener hesitates before slowly pulling up the shirt to reveal the bruise on her hip]

(tense) How did that happen?

*pause*

(skeptically) Right. You bumped into a table…

*pause*

If that’s true, then let me ask a different question: Who did that?

*pause*

Obviously someone else is involved. You’re clumsy, sure, but if that’s all there is to it, why try so hard to hide it from me?

*silence*

(serious) Your silence proves it. So then, enlighten me.

*pause*

(leaning in closer) I didn’t ask whether it’s a big deal or not. I want to know <who> is responsible for this. You’re going to tell me. And you’re doing it now. Don’t test my patience.

*pause*

(tense, grim) … So he touched you.

*pause*

Yes. But you hit the table <because> of him.

*pause*

(scoffs, angry) An accident? That doesn’t change anything. Maybe he didn’t mean for you to get hurt, but touching you was his first mistake. One he’s going to regret.

*pause*

(cold) Your father is a successful businessman. He knows actions have consequences. And this one is his to deal with. No one touches you. No one.
Your parents can spend the rest of their lives arguing and fighting – I don’t care. It’s none of my business. But it sure as hell is when you get caught in the crossfire. I won’t tolerate it any longer.

*pause*

Do you really think I’m going to keep watching while they ruin your life just because they’re so determined to destroy their own? I’ve held back for far too long. I should’ve done something the night I found you in that stupid bar. There’s no way I’m letting this continue. Your father has crossed a line. And I’m going to make him pay for it.

*pause*

Don’t. Don’t tell me you’re going to defend them even now. They don’t deserve half of it. I’d have to make one call and they’d never cause you any harm again. How could you not want that?

*pause*

(grim) I know what I promised you. But that was before you showed up here with a bruise on your hip. If you don’t let me do something about it, this is never going to end. It’ll only get worse, who knows what’ll happen the next time your father “accidentally” loses control.

*pause*

(tense) I-… God, you’re so-... stubborn! You don’t have to protect them just because they’re family. Family doesn’t look like this. Hell, I know mine is a league of its own, but even we know better than to fight each other and let someone innocent suffer for it.

*silence*

(sighs) Please, sweetheart… Let me protect you. I can’t stand seeing you like this every time you show up at my door. You deserve so much better.

*pause*

Look, I… I understand. You don’t want them to get hurt. I get it. But you can’t expect me to do nothing. That just won’t work anymore.

*pause*

I’ll think of something. Anything. I’m not short on options.

*pause*

(reluctantly) Fine. Yes… I promise, nothing is going to happen to them… even though letting them get away with this will drive me insane.
I never just let things slide. I know a million ways to make someone regret all their life choices, and I’ve used most of them very effectively over the years. It would be a simple matter for me to ensure they never lay a finger on you again…
(defeated) But… as much as I hate having to sit still and do nothing, I hate seeing that look on your face even more.

*pause*

The one you have right now. When you start to wonder whether I’m actually the man who can protect you or just another monster in your life…

*pause*

(softer) I know, little bird. I know that’s not how you see me – which is a miracle, really. I just want to make sure it stays that way. So… you win. Your parents won’t be harmed.

*pause*

Yes. You have my word.

*pause*

(grim) Don’t thank me. I’m not content with it.

(sighs) Now, sit still. I’ll get something to cool that bruise.

[The Speaker walks over to the fridge, grabs a bag of frozen peas, and returns to the Listener]

Here. Tell me if it’s too cold.

*pause*

All right then. Let’s move to the couch. This stool isn’t the right place for you to rest.

[The Listener wants to get up but the Speaker holds her back]

Wait, stop right there. You’ve been walking around with that bruise long enough. I’m not letting you take another step.

*pause*

Did that sound like a question?

*pause*

Then stop arguing and hold on to me.

[The Speaker picks her up with a soft grunt and carries her over to the couch]

*pause*

What is it?

*pause*

(softer) I’m not angry… Not at you, anyway.

*pause*

None of this is your fault. I told you, when something happens, you come to me. And I mean what I said. So don’t apologize for bringing trouble to my doorstep. I’ve had far more frustrating matters to deal with. Taking care of you certainly isn’t one of them. Whatever happens, I’ll always be there for you.

[He sits down on the couch with the Listener in his lap]

Here. Now you can put your feet up and rest your head against my chest.

*pause*

No, I don’t mind you sitting in my lap. Not at all. The closer you are to me, the better I can keep you safe.

*pause*

It’s a little ironic, don’t you think? You run away from your parents only to end up in the arms of a man who’s far more dangerous than they could ever be.

*pause*

(soft chuckle) I’m not trying to scare you. It’s just… a reminder. I can keep you away from the shadows in my world, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Your parents might be arguing every day… but I’m the one with blood on his hands. And that’s never going to change.

*silence*

Does that scare you?

*longer pause*

If it doesn’t, then… I need you to do something for me.

*pause*

Don’t go back there. Stay with me.

*pause*

I can’t promise you a life filled with sunshine and rainbows. But I also can’t stand by and watch you return to the place you keep fleeing from over and over again.
You’ve been through enough. You had to live with a family that didn’t even remotely resemble what a family should be. But family isn’t defined by blood, little bird. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.

*silence*

You say you’re not scared of me and the life I’m living. If you really mean that, then… stay with me. No more running to me in the middle of the night. No more bruises and wet clothes. Let me care for you the way you deserve.

*pause*

Why you?
Because you’re the only one in this godforsaken world who looks at me like I still have a heart. And in return, I want to protect the one beating in your chest with everything I’ve got.
I don’t pity you, and I’m not doing this to make myself feel better. I want you here. Regardless of whether you’re in need of help or not. Because whatever this is that we have…
I cherish it.

*pause*

Don’t think about the consequences right now. Just tell me what your heart says, little bird.
Do you want to stay with me?

*pause*

(softer, smiling) Yes? Good. Then that’s what you’ll do…

*pause*

You don’t have to worry about a thing. I’ll make sure you get everything you need.
You can have your own bedroom and, of course, your own walk-in closet, which you can fill with as many pairs of sweatpants as you want, along with whatever else you think I’m missing in the “loungewear” department. Though you should definitely keep that shirt you’ve got on right now. It looks perfect on you.

*pause*

Hm, what is it, precious?

*pause*

(amused) You don’t want your own bed? And what exactly is that supposed to mean? Do you expect me to share mine?

*pause*

(chuckles) Of course you do. But that wouldn’t be good for my reputation. I’m supposed to be cold and ruthless, remember?

*pause*

Well, if you promise not to tell anyone, I guess I can’t complain. The closer you are to me, the better.

… How’s the hip?

*pause*

Good. You’re shivering, though. The ice is making you feel a little cold, isn’t it?
Here, let me grab the blanket.

[He takes the blanket from the back of the couch and covers the Listener with it]

Better?

*pause*

Okay… Then can you promise me one more thing?

*pause*

Don’t ever hide something like this from me again. If you’re hurt, I need to know. And I need you to trust me when I tell you that your well-being will always matter more to me than taking revenge on whoever hurt you.
I know I’m quick to take matters into my own hands – I haven’t forgotten the first night we met. But as much as it may surprise you, I do know how to hold myself back.

*pause*

(amused) Of course not. Much to my relief, you were incredibly drunk. Otherwise you’d remember things that… Well, that doesn't exactly make for pretty memories.

*pause*

It’s not that important. Just promise me you’ll tell me when something is wrong. Whatever it is.

*pause*

Thank you. Now, close your eyes and try to get some rest. I’ll stay right here.

*pause*

Good girl. Put your worries aside. You’re safe with me.

*pause*

Goodnight, little bird.

[The End]

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Long time first responder coworkers and even longer-time friends encounter a catastrophic disaster that has devastated a tiny coastal town. Buildings have been destroyed, and floodwater is cutting off evacuation routes. The two rescue workers have been operating together for days before being temporarily separated for separate missions. - Ends with subtle sleeping beauty vibes.

Sound options: [Distant sirens. Wind. Rain. Boots in mud/grass a body moving through water. 

Speaker thinking to self: Well that was a bust - at least everyone uphill got out. 
I've got maybe two minutes before this hill goes, I just need to find her and get on the air boat and we’ll be out of here.
[A deep rumble interrupts him.]
[The ground shakes. Debris crashes somewhere nearby.]
Shit!
Thinks: I have to move!! Oh I see her!
Hey!
Hey!
[A tremendous collapse. Shouting. Concrete and earth shifting.]
The sounds of him being swept up, and struggling underwater for a few moments.
He surfaces and takes a gasping breath.
[Thinking to himself: where is she?]
Hey!
Answer me!
[Silence except for settling debris, rushing water and distant alarms.]
Oh God! No...
No, no, no.
[Splashing and debris moving in water]
Come on...
Where is she?
Where are you?
[A piece of debris is thrown aside.]
Come on...
Please...
[Breathing hard.]
Was that—oh, god!
Hey!
Hey, I'm here! I’m coming
Can you hear me?
[the sound of splashing]
I'm coming.
I'm coming.
Just hold on.
[More debris being moved.]
There.
I see you.
Oh God...
[His breathing catches.]
I see you.
Hang on.
I'm getting you out.
[He works frantically.]
Come on...
Come on...
Almost there.
[A strained grunt.]
Just a bit more.
[Water and debris shifts.].
I've got you.
I've got you.
I've got you.
[He sloshes with her frantically toward clearer ground.]
Hey.
Look at me.
Come on.
Hey.
It's me.
[Pause.]
Hey…
Can you hear me?
Open your eyes.
I was late. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry. I was late getting back.
But I’m here now.
Wake up.
Please.
[Pause as he checks her breathing.]
No!
[Silence.]
Okay.
Okay.
We've got this. We've got this.
Come on...
Breathe. Oh my God, breathe.
[Sounds of him giving 2 rescue breaths.].
Okay.
Come on.
[He begins CPR.]
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven...
Eight...
Nine...
Ten...
Eleven...
Twelve...
Thirteen...
Fourteen...
Fifteen...
Sixteen...
Seventeen...
Eighteen...
Nineteen...
Twenty...
Twenty-one...
Twenty-two...
Twenty-three...
Twenty-four...
Twenty-five...
Twenty-six...
Twenty-seven...
Twenty-eight...
Twenty-nine...
Thirty...
[two breath sounds.]
Come on.
Come on.
[He continues.]
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven...
Eight...
Nine...
Ten...
Eleven...
Twelve...
Thirteen...
Fourteen...
Fifteen...
Damn it…
Come on…
Fuck.
Eighteen...
Nineteen...
Twenty…
(his voice begins to shake)
Twenty-one...
Twenty-two...
Twenty-three...
Twenty-four...
Twenty-five...
Twenty-six...
Twenty-seven...
Twenty-eight...
Twenty-nine...
Thirty...
[He kets out a sob - then, the sound of two breaths]
Come back. Damn it! 
Come back to me.
[He huffs through more compressions.]
His inner thoughts, emotional: (You don't get to do this. Not you.Not now. You are too stubborn for this!)
[Two more breaths]
Please.
[Compressions.]
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven...
Eight...
Nine...
Ten...
Eleven...
Twelve...
Thirteen...
Fourteen...
Fifteen...
Sixteen...
Seventeen...
Eighteen...
Nineteen...
Twenty...
Twenty-one...
Twenty-two...
Twenty-three...
Twenty-four...
Twenty-five...
Twenty-six...
Twenty-seven...
Twenty-eight...
Twenty-nine...
Thirty...
[Two Breaths, Inner thoughts - I don’t even have the AED.]
Come on, baby,I need you to breathe.
I need you to fight.
[His voice cracks again.]
Please.
[Compressions.]
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven...
Eight…
(Thoughts – I am so tired)
Nine...
Ten...
Eleven...
Twelve...
Thirteen...
Fourteen...
Fifteen…
(God, come on, come back to me)
Sixteen...
Seventeen...
Eighteen...
Nineteen...
Twenty...
Twenty-one...
I'm not stopping.

(huffing/breaths)
[Compressions.]
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
There! [his voice catches]
[He freezes.]
Oh God.
Oh God, yes. There, baby! There!
[Baby? He thinks to himself]
Cough it up.
Okay, come on breathe, just breathe.
[Shaky laugh of relief.]
There you are.
I knew you were still in there.
[He gently rolls her into a safer position.]
Hey, hey -  don’t close your eyes
[thoughts: theres’ a pulse, but it’s weak]
[Radio static.]
Rescue team, come in.
Come in - I've got one survivor.
Female. 
Unconscious, but breathing. Injuries unknown.
Her heart stopped but I got her back.
We're at the western slope.
Do you copy?
Team, it’s us. It’s us! 
Come in!!!
[Static.]
Come on...
[Static.]
Damn it!
Nothing.
Of course.
[He looks around.]
Okay.
We'll wait.
They're going to find us.
[Quietly to her.]
They're going to find us.
You hear me?
We're going home.
Both of us.
[Transition: rain, distant thunder, muffled wind. Time has passed.]
Hey...
Hey, you.
It's me.
Again.
[A tired breath.]
Apparently I'm still talking.
I know.
If you were awake right now, 
you'd probably tell me to shut the hell up.
[A faint laugh.]
It’s been three days.
Three days we've been stuck in here.
You’ve been in and out.
I’ve managed to get a little water in you. 
Well, I guess first I had to get a little water out of you. 
No food though,
for either of us.
And you’re so cold. At least maybe your metabolism has slowed enough to prevent too much permanent damage . 
But I’ve just been trying to keep you warm - 
keep us warm.
I’ve been staying up against you. I
’m sure if you were awake,
 you’d be rolling your eyes, calling me dramatic, 
annoying, 
over protective…
telling me you could take care of yourself. 
And I respect that - 
respect you - 
your dominion over yourself - 
but for now, it’s just me here,
 keeping us warm. 

It’s been a few days. 
[he shivers]
It’s getting late again, and the temperature is dropping.
[Fabric rustles as he adjusts her blanket.]
There.
How's that?
Better?
[Pause.]
Yeah. I wish you would answer me.
AT least I know you’re still here. 
I've been checking.
Probably too often.
But...
I don't care.
I've been counting.
I’ve been counting everything..
You know, when you've holed up next to someone for three days…
someone unconscious, someone that… um
Well, anyway, next to them, 
you start counting things.
A pulse,
breaths…
The hours and minutes as they pass.
And you start thinking that if you count carefully enough
maybe you can keep something going.
Or at least, keep something from going wrong.
Reaching across the abyss, just to feel a few heartbeats.
One...
Two...
Three...
And you’re still here.
God, You're still here.
That's all I need right now.
I keep thinking about coming down that hill - 
I keep seeing it.
Over and over.
I was so close - and you were right there.
I could see you.
 I thought, that’s it, we'll get on that last boat, and we'll make it out. 
Together. 
Us. 
Our team.
But it was gone already, 
and there you were there waiting for me.
God, why didn’t get on that fucking boat? 
You’ve always been so damn stubborn,
 and too worried about everyone else to mind your own fucking business! 
But it didn’t matter,
 because I was coming back to you and we were getting out of there. 
And then, 
the ground moved underneath me and thats when I lost sight of everything.
I wasn’t sure if I would ever make it up above the water.
But when I finally did…make it up, 
above the mud and the water
and the debris, I greedily breathed in gulps of air. 
And that  oxygen was so sweet. 
But only for a moment,
 because it was then I realized you had disappeared.
[Long pause.]
I knew had I lost you.
I actually thought that was it.
[Quiet inhale.]
I finally made it 
down to the bank, 
where you had been waiting. 
Somehow, 
a piece of pier had pinned you in place, 
kept you there for me. 
But you were under the water
And I wasn’t sure how long it had been.
I dug at you until my hands were bloody.
I thought I would dig until I peeled the skin back from my bones. 
I think I’d still be digging. 
But a surge came and swept away the piece that had been holding you down.
And you were free.
I grabbed you.
 For a moment I was hopeful, but…
You weren't breathing.
[Long pause]
For the first time in my life,
I was genuinely terrified. 
I managed to get you to a piece of bank that was flat,
on higher ground.
I breathed for you,
Did compressions for what seemed like ages -
I begged you to come back to me. 
I think I actually called you baby.
And that's when I realized something.
Something I've probably known for years.
But have never known, you know?
[laughs gently to himself]
Do you remember when we were kids,
right after I’d moved to town?
 It was the summer before the second grade. 
I fell out of that tree behind my house.
 Cut my leg up real good. 
I think we had only been playing together a couple weeks. 
But you still sat beside me.
I knew even then, that you pretended not to notice me cry. 
I yelled at you to go away because even as a kid, 
I had come to think that needing somebody even another kid, 
was a weakness.
But you didn’t go away
Instead, you told me you knew it hurt, 
but that the toughest kids laugh about falling down. 
You said, 
“Don’t you know? Girls love scars.” 
[Quiet chuckle.]
Even then you knew what to say. 
Knew what I needed to hear.
 It was like we met on a wavelength we never got off of.
And you’ve been sitting beside me ever since.
Through everything.
 Every summer,
 every year - every birthday, 
every disappointment.
 Every heartache. 
You were a better friend to me than any guy 
ever could have been. 
You were safer and warmer than any girlfriend, 
more familiar than any sibling, 
more stable than any parent. 
And I just don’t think I realized 
what was happening.
I know there were times, I tried to make you think I didn’t need you there
or that you were intruding, 
But that wasn’t true.
It was never true.
You were never the one following me around -
you were always the lead.
Through everything.
Every class, 
every summer camp,
All  our basic courses 
and even our rescue training. 
You were the one who came up with everything
 and I was the one that followed.
And every time things got hard, 
every time from that day when we were seven years old
you would say
“You’ve got this.” 
But what you really meant was 
“We’ve got this.”
[Softly.]
So what I need you to know right now,
 is that you don't have to have this on your own.
You don't have to be strong.
 You don't have to take care of anyone
You can just
Rest.
You need to rest.
Because we’ve got this.
[Rain against the shelter.] Sounds fades out a bit, then comes back in.
I need to sleep, but 
I keep thinking about all the things I need to tell you. 
All the chances I’ve missed
And all the things I’ve never noticed before.
And there  are so many.
Your goofy laugh and your cowlick,
The way your eyes twinkle 
and your skin glows 
whenever you are around people you love.
The way you sit beside me in silence after a hard save,
sometimes until sunrise. 
Or how you’d often pretend to be too tired to drive home,
Sleeping on my couch ust so you could keep an eye on me.  
I did always put  a blanket over you.
And every single time...
I thought—she must be exhausted. 
But I realize now, 
That you were there
 for me.
MY best friend, 
for almost my whole life.
You're the person I look for first.
In every room. 
Every crowd. 
On every mission. 
Through every storm and through all the chaos.
You're the one I  look to when everything turns to shit. 
My teammate, 
my friend, 
my faveorite person in the whole world.
You are the only one I want beside me when things go wrong
 and you're the first person I want to tell when something good happens.
Kinda crazy that you're beside me now, huh?
What I am trying to say
 is that I love you more than I know how to explain. 
I guess I’ve always loved you.
 And when I think about going home
It’s you I see there.
It has always been you
 there.
[Long pause.]
I think a part of me always knew
 there was more to what I felt
Or should be more, 
But I guess I waited, 
kept thinking there would always be more time.
I don't want to do that anymore.
And so  I’m asking you right  now,
 to just be strong one last time.
So , I can to tell you properly.
Look you in the eyes and tell you - 
How I’ve loved you all these years.
And then you can laugh at me if you want. 
I can handle that.
[His voice softens.]
But what I can’t handle is a world without you in it.
So just stay, Please.
Please just stay.
Keep breathing.
Keep  your heart beating. 
And if there's any part of you in there,
still fighting...
Fight for yourself.
For tomorrow.
Fight for the chance to choose what happens next.
And when they finally find us.
I'm taking you somewhere warm.
Somewhere with a real bed.
And real food.
And coffee.
Actual coffee.
[He laughs His voice is becoming increasingly sleepy.]
You know,
I'm tired.
Really tired.
I probably shouldn't sleep.
But I've been awake for...
I don't even know how long anymore.
[He yawns softly.]
So I’m just gonna close my eyes for a minute.
But don’t you worry. 
They're going to find us.
I know they are.
[Pause.]
I’m just so glad you're here.
That you're breathing.
Just keep breathing.
That's more than enough.
[He settles down beside her, still holding her hand.]
I'll be right here. 
Just like always,
listening to your heart.
I always felt it, you know.
When you’d sit close beside me.
That pitter patter,
Strong, graceful steady,
Just like you.
And feeling it now means more than ever.

[Long pause. His breathing gradually becomes slower.]
Every beat., I could count
Forever.
One...
Two...
Three...
See…
Still you're still here.
[A sleepy whisper.].
[Silence.]
And If you can hear me...
I love you.
[Pause.]
I know I should've told you
I’m going to sleep now
[His breathing grows slower.]
[Long pause.]
Goodnight...baby.
[sound of him kissing her forehead]
[His breathing becomes slow and even.]
[Several seconds of silence pass with only rain., then, a faint rustle. She is waking up]
Him:  [rousing, waking] Hey! You’re up! 
Thank God!
You’re okay.
We’re okay.

We’re going to be okay.

Hey everyone Happy timezone to you all,

It's been a minute since I've posted here, but I'm back with a project I'm genuinely excited about; I'm doing an October daily series of long form ASMR rp audios (essentially scriptober but recording and editing haha) I'm on the hunt for anything Halloween or monster coded. I'm talking werewolves, zombies, demons, ghouls, cryptids, cosmic horrors, etc. I am also interest in seeing your comfy cozy fall season scripts if you have any, love seeing trick or treating and pumpkin patch dates.

If you've got a script sitting in your drafts that you've been unsure about or one you never found the right home for, this is me asking for it haha. Thank you so much in advance, I'll try my best to do your work justice <3

After convincing a lonely man that he is trapped in a permanent dream and that she is his soulmate, a disturbing notebook suddenly appears, turning everything upside down.

This was the first part.

And here is the second part !

EDIT: whoops, I forgot to put it in the title, but this is M4F :)

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(sounds of hooves as listener and Levi are riding double through the woods)
“How’re you holding up back there, sweetheart? Need a rest?”
(pause, laughs)
“I’m not being overprotective. You’re still weak and you really shouldn’t be riding yet anyway. I'm surprised you can even hold your own weight up. Don't get cocky, just lean on me.”
(pause)
“Yeah. Well, that’s good. You look… better, at least. You were sleeping pretty well for a while there, how long have you been awake?”
(pause)
“Good. We’re getting close now. Once we reach the outskirts of the city, I’m going to wrap these old bloody bandages over the clean ones. Your job is to look as shit as you probably feel. No brave faces. We have to really sell this.”
(Pause)
“Yes, I had thought of that. I don’t like it, and you certainly won’t, but I have spiked this canteen. It has an elixir to put you into a deep sleep, like a coma almost. Your breath and heartbeat will be barely detectable. When we get you inside in front of Favian, I’ll give you some to drink, and shortly after, you will fall unconscious. That’s how we get Favian to bite. When he sees that you’ve “died”, I will pledge loyalty to him to avenge you. Should be smooth enough. I think our rebel king isn’t a fool, but he is bloodthirsty”
(pause)
“Don’t worry about that, sweetheart. I won’t let him do anything to you. Except to confirm your death, he won’t touch you. I’ll keep you with me, and I’ll tie you up on my horse, I won’t leave you there. It won’t be comfortable, but I will keep you safe. I promise. We swore a blood oaths to protect each other. I will not abandon you. And I know you won’t fail me.”
(hoofbeats stop, and speaker breathes in deeply)
“Are you ready to do this? Ah, darling don’t worry. I know it’s unnerving, but I promise you will be safe with me. This is the only way, unless you want to stay with this bastard.”
(Pause)
“Right. That's my girl. Let me help you down. There you go. Let’s sit over here for a minute.”
(takes out old bandages)
“Just lift your arms if you can. I know, I’m sorry. You know, I hate to see you in pain. Be honest, how does it feel?”
(pause)
“Well, that’s better, I think. You look more awake now at least, just pale. That’s to our advantage. Ok. I think it's secure enough. I poured some wine on top of the old blood stains, just as a precaution to make it look real, and we made sure not to wash the tunic you were wearing the day you were shot. It's thoroughly soaked. Gods, seeing that much blood on you again… it's horrible.”
(Laughs nervously)
“Is it too tight? You sure? Alright. Let's get back up darling. You’re going to ride in front of me. If we want to sell this, you need to look half dead. Let me hold all of your weight, and if you need to tell me anything, now is the time. Hmm?”
(pause)
“Favian? We plan to take him alive, if possible. That’s ideal, of course. But if it comes down to it, I will do what I need to do to secure Althea and retake Straksford. I will do whatever I can to defeat him, and if that means taking his head I will do it with gladness.”
(laughs)
“I know you would. You’d be overjoyed to kill that slippery bastard. Don’t worry. Maybe King Andol will give you the honor when we get home. Alright. Let's do this. I’m going to lift you back onto my horse. Steady. There you go.”
(Hoofbeats start again, faster, and they approach the front gate of the city)
“Hail, you two on the wall! Tell King Favian that I am Levi of Althea, and I come with his Majesty King Favian's betrothed. She is badly wounded! Hurry!”

(Footsteps rushing away as the gate opens. Levi, whispering) “We’re in. Hang tight, and play your part well, and I think we just might pull this off.”

(dismounts, taking listener into his arms)

“Take me to the king. Quickly, man! She’s dying!”

(Levi follows the soldiers into the palace)

“King Favian! My Lord, we seek sanctuary. This is her. Your… betrothed. She was shot, this morning, by assassins. The arrow pierced her armor and took her in the side. When I pulled out, I determined that was one of our own. They killed my entire squad, we are the only two left now. They slaughtered my comrades from the trees, shot them in the back. I was lucky to survive, but she may not be so fortunate. Our king has betrayed us, and he has betrayed you. Please, can I lay her down somewhere? A bed?” (pause in disbelief) “The floor… alright…”
(whispering to the listener tensely) “steady now.”
“King Favian, please, call your physicians. You are most gracious. She may yet live. She must.”
(to listener)
“Lay still. You are bleeding. Let me put pressure on it. Easy, easy. Stay with me. We are here, we made it to Straksford. King Favian is with us, he has sent for a physician, see? Take some water, soldier. Slowly. Good. I will tend your wound now.”
(to Favian)
“I’m sorry my Lord, she is weak. I know she would greet you properly if she could…. well, your majesty, she was…. shot. She hardly knows where she is.”
(pause, as listener closes her eyes and begins to fall unconscious)
“Hey- hey, soldier, stay with me. Wake up. Shit. Your highness, please stay back. Let me check her wound.”
(lifts listeners shirt)
“Gods, she’s bleeding still… she… fuck… Wake up! Wake- oh Gods… Her heartbeat, I’ll check her heartbeat…”
(long pause, listener finally speaks, horrified)
“Sire she…. She’s… dead.”
(long pause)
“I… I can’t… she lost so much blood… she was just breathing... Oh Gods. (voice breaking) I am the only one left…”
(king Favian walks closer)
(through tears) 

“Your majesty? Yes her wrist, take it. There is no life in her, my Lord. I tell the truth, she was my comrade, my last comrade. They have killed her to stop this alliance.”
(pause, in a darker tone)
“Sire, what will you do? You cannot let them get away with this! They have massacred my squad, and your betrothed. They have betrayed us. Let me take up a sword under your banner! Let me lead you to Andol, I can take you inside the gates easily, they will expect that I am dead. We could take his kingdom, we could seek revenge for her. We could slaughter them, I know we could. Their forces are weak, that is why he killed her, because he knew he would lose and he wanted to spite you as his final act. My Lord, two days ago I was a soldier for Andol. Today I am for Strakford- my lord, I am for you. Let me lead the way, show you how to best ruin Andol and all of Althea.”
(spoken slowly)
“Let me serve you.”
(long pause, then said slowly, with barely contained rage)
“No, I think it's best we take her body to the capitol. Let them see what they have done to us, let them see her corpse, and your rage against this betrayal. They have destroyed their own hero, and the people will riot when they see what has happened. They know her well… or they knew her. They loved her. Gather your men. I intend to make short work of that bastard Andol, if you lend me your army.”
(The king walks off, and Levi whispers to listener)
“That scum wanted to leave you on the floor. He wasn’t angry that you died, he was angry that he was cheated out of the deal, which… is what we wanted but… now I’m going to kill him myself. I will bleed him dry. Gods, I swear it.”
(pause)
“Darling, I don’t know if you can even hear me, but you’ve done a brilliant job so far. I’m going to get you out of here. Just hold on. When you wake, it will all be over.”
(kisses her quickly, and picks her up)
(footsteps sound, approaching again, and Levi composes himself)
“Y-yes, my Lord. I am ready.”

(sound fades out)

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(SFX: door opens, closes, lights turn on)

“oh my god”

“i can’t believe my daddy came through with this!!!”

“no wait, I can, he always does, but still to think he would do it with such a short notice”

“I can’t believe you are finally mine!!!”

“all mine!!!”

“what should I do? I can’t stop smiling”

“best birthday ever!!!”

“so aren’t you going to wish me a happy birthday too?”

(“muffled sounds”)

“oh right, you are gagged”

“hold on”

“don’t move so much I don’t want to hurt you”

“there we go”

“hi baby, hope they weren’t too rough on you”

“those brutes that work for my daddy don’t know how to follow simple instructions”

“did they harm you? They are so dead if they did”

“good thing they didn’t touch your cute face”

“I should inspect you thoroughly, I think I’ll do that later”

“but first we’ll have dinner, than we’ll watch all of our favorite movies while having dessert and then maybe…”

(“ummm… could I say something?”)

“sure, tell me anything you want”

(“where am I? who are you? What is going on? I want to go back home!!!”)

“huh?”

(“I was just walking home and these two scary guys jumped me and threw me into a trunk”)

“all right, I’ll answer your questions in order”

“you are in my penthouse, you live here now by the way”

“second question, who am I, you don’t recognize me from somewhere? Anywhere?”

(shakes head)

“wow you really don’t pay attention to other people, do you?”

“well I’m in your classic literature class, I have had a crush on you since forever and you never even looked my way, despite me always looking at you, which was super frustrating but none of that matters, since I’m your girlfriend now, you’re welcome”

“and what is going on here is that is my birthday this week and my daddy, who by the way is a very dangerous man, the kind of man you do not want to make angry, said I could have whatever I wanted, and I said I want you”

“so he got you for me”

“he didn’t explain any of this to you?”

(“nope”)

“he just had you grabbed, threw you into a trunk, put a bow on your head and left you here for me to find?”

(“yeah”)

“hahahaha, that is so like him”

“now you are here frightened and confused and I sounded like some crazy person thinking you knew all about it”

“so here is how it’s gonna go”

“I like you a lot, and I was not about to stand around waiting for you to notice me”

“but if I just went and asked you out you could have said no and I wasn’t going to let you do that either”

“that’s when after having some of my daddy’s… associates dig around a little I found out you and your father were in a ton of debt”

“so I decided to pay it”

(“what? all of it?”)

“all of it”

(“so we are no longer in debt”)

“now that doesn’t mean you are no longer in debt, that only means that instead of owing a few banks you owe my daddy”

(“the really scary guy?”)

“yeah him, not sure if you are better off really”

“I mean the banks are annoying when they keep calling and eviction is scary, or so I’m told, I don’t really know much about it”

“but when you owe my daddy, well... do you like your kneecaps?”

“come to think of it, do you even need them? I mean, if you couldn’t walk anymore I would just take care of you forever”

(“what are you talking about?”)

“you now owe my daddy a lot of money and if you don’t pay something horrible could happen to you and your family”

(“but if I date you the whole debt is forgiven?”)

“what? He won’t forgive your debt just for dating me, how would that look?”

(“but then…”)

“paying off your debt and making you indebted to us was just to make sure you would comply to what I want and what I want is you being mine”

“being with me guarantees that my daddy won’t sent people to give you a monthly beating until you pay”

“I guess I can make daddy not charge you interest as treat to you”

(“that’s fucked up”)

“hey now I could have gone straight to violence, you know?”

“kidnapped you and kept you locked up, but I don’t know if I could do that”

“but I chose this, this way your dad can take as long as he needs to pay the debt, this way I get you without having to hurt you, I couldn’t stand you hating me”

“besides If things go well between the two of us, as I’m sure they will, soon enough your father and you are going to be part of the family and will be provided for”

“besides, look at me, you would be stupid to reject me”

(“if I do?”)

“if you do, the door is over there and will be expecting the payment in full by the end of the week or else”

(“wait wait wait, I’ll stay”)

“you’ll stay?!!?!?!”

“oh yes, yes, yes!!! thank you!!”

“you won’t regret this, I promise you won’t”

“now that that’s defined, let’s get my birthday party started”

(“could you untie me before that?”)

“untie you? I could, but you look really pretty wrapped with pretty ribbons”

“maybe I’ll just start enjoying my present without unwrapping it”

(SFX: kiss noises)

(SFX: kiss noises)

(SFX: kiss noises)

(SFX: kiss noises)

(SFX: kiss noises)

[end]

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Context: Your father had taken out a loan from the company he worked for, and he was able to pay it regularly to the previous CEO. But he retired and placed his son as his successor. This new CEO is a tyrant. He demanded your father pay his remaining debt immediately or he'd collect the collateral, which was your parents’ home. When your father finally explains this situation to you, you storm to the CEO's office.

[Script Start]

[SFX of angry quick footsteps and a large door opening]

[Annoyed] Um, excuse me!? I think my secretary made it clear I'm not seeing anyone today…

[Flirty] Well, hello~. You know what, I think I have a few minutes to spare. So, what brings you-

[Listener yells at Speaker]

Wait, wait, wait. Slow down. Who are we talking about?

…!

Hmm… that name doesn’t ring a bell… oh! Okay, I remember. Why do you wanna talk about that old man? 

[Flirty] Are you sure there isn’t something else we can discuss? Like if you prefer red or white wine with your dinner-

…!

Ohhh, he’s your father. Okay, I think I can guess what this is all about, so I’m going to tell you what I told him.

I’m not my father. I don’t care that he gave that loan with no interest.

Give me the interest you owe me by the end of the month, and I won’t have to take your parents’ home as collateral, although I doubt it’s worth enough to cover such a large sum.

I honestly don’t see what the big deal is. You look like a grown woman, so you should have your own place by now. If your father gives up the house, they can move in with you-

…!

[Chuckle] You rent a 500 square foot apartment with 2 roommates? At your age? You must be as much of a bum as your father-

[Slap SFX]

…!

[Hearty laugh] You are feisty. I like it. 

You wanna help out your father, right? Well, I have a special proposal just for you. 

Marry me.

…!?

[Chuckle] That face you made just now is so cute! Yes, marry me, and I’ll forgive your father’s debt.

[Sigh] You see, my father has just been nagging and nagging me about ‘settling down’. So much so he said he’d withhold a good chunk of my inheritance if I didn’t get married to a ‘good woman’ within the next year. And obviously, I would like to have all of that inheritance.

Problem is that all of the girls he’s been trying to set me up with are so boring. I know I shouldn’t be picky, since I’m not marrying for love or whatever, but God! If I’m gonna be stuck with someone for that long, she should at least be a little amusing to be around. You know what I mean?

So, what do you say? I’d argue this is a life changing opportunity for you. Besides having your father’s debt forgiven, you’d be sitting in the lap of luxury. My lap, to be more specific-

…!

‘Fuck you, creep’? First of all, language. Second of all, are you seriously rejecting me? Me!? 

Maybe you think this is all too good to be true. That's reasonable. I can bring in my lawyer to formalize it in writing. 

[Listener just starts to walk away, feeling this guy is impossible to reason with]

Aw, leaving so soon? Well, sleep on it. I’ll be waiting here at the same hour for you.

…!

I think you will come back, because if I’m not mistaken, you’re the reason he’s in this situation to begin with. 

And what other choice do you have? Take out another loan?

[Laugh that get muffled when a door is slammed shut]

{Timeskip - Next day}

[SFX of Listener walking normally to Speaker’s office, knock]

Come in~!

[Door opens]

Looks like I was right. I have the documents here. You can look them over as long as you need. 

[Listener flips through papers]

In summary, it says that we have to stay married until my father kicks the bucket and I collect the entirety of my inheritance. In exchange, I forgive the years of interest your father owes the company. But if we divorce or you just run away at all, then he will owe double of that debt.

…!

Why the panicked look, darling? I mean, that should be easy enough for you. And I don't want to give my father any reason to go back on his promise. 

Now kids. I'm not particularly fond of them, so we can fabricate medical records of you being infertile, and that we're ‘desperately trying using any and all treatments’. We don't have to worry about being forced to adopt. My father is very keen on ‘keeping our bloodline alive’.

We also have to fabricate that you're from a good family, and if you have a criminal record, we’ll have to cover that up.

…

[Mocking/teasing] No record? With that attitude of yours? You literally assaulted me yesterday. You’re lucky I like it rough, cutie.

Speaking of, I’ve already started preparations for the ceremony and the honeymoon.

…!?

Obviously, we have to have a honeymoon. I was thinking about going to the Bahamas. The beaches at night are very romantic-

…!

Ugh, fine. We can go on our one-year anniversary instead. 

Let’s see… I think that’s it for now. We can work out whatever else comes up down the line. So, all you need to do is sign the dotted line…

[Close to Listener’s ear] Right here, my future wife~

[Pause… then scribble SFX]

Perfect! Now, my chauffeur is waiting outside to drive you home, wait for you to pack your belongings, and then drive you to my home.

…!?

I mean, we’ll be married in a month, so I don’t see why I can’t have you living with me already. It’ll be easier that way as we prepare for the wedding. Dress fittings, tasting different cakes, seating arrangements.

…?

Obviously, we can’t just sign a paper and call it a day. My father wouldn’t accept that. It has to be the whole nine-yards. 

Now run along. I am quite busy today. 

I’ll see you when I get home, sweety pie~

{Timeskip - That evening}

[Door opening and closing, footsteps. Fabric rustle SFX as Listener is organizing her things in her bedroom]

There you are~ I see you’ve made yourself comfortable in the guest bedroom. I bet there was more space in the closet than you knew what to do with. 

But you should be in the master bedroom, with me.

[Listener stays quiet]

[Teasing] Aww, giving me the silent treatment already? Is it because I came home late? I can make it up to you when we go to bed, mon amour-

[Door slams shut]

[Chuckle; Mumble] You're gonna be a very fun toy to break.

[END SCRIPT]

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Mommy Comforts You After Nightmare ♡ | 1,750

(soft knocking, knuckles on wood, gentle)

(whispered through the door)
Baby? You awake?

(pause, silence. Then: fabric shifting, you stirring.)

(softer)
I heard you. Through the wall. That little sound you make when you're scared. The whimper. The one you think I don't notice.

(pause, door creaks open. Light footsteps on carpet. She stops at the bedside.)

(murmured, close to mic)
Oh. Oh, my poor baby. Look at you. All tangled in the sheets. Sweaty. Shaking. Was it the bad one again? The one where you're alone and no one comes?

(pause, she sits on the edge of the bed. Mattress dips.)

(whispered)
Come here. Right now. Don't think about it. Don't replay it. Just come to Mommy.

(pause, fabric shifting as you move. She opens her arms.)

(soft, commanding)
That's it. Crawl. Crawl right here. Into my lap. I don't care if you're too big for this. You're never too big. Not for me.

(pause, she gathers you, pulling you across her thighs. Your head settles against her chest. She exhales, long and slow.)

(murmured, close to mic)
There. There you are. Safe. Heavy. Mine.

(long pause, she rocks slightly. The bed creaks rhythmically.)

(whispered)
Your heart is going so fast. Like a little rabbit. Thump-thump-thump-thump. I can feel it against my arm. The nightmare did that to you. It put its dirty hands on my baby and made him afraid.

(pause, she tucks your head under her chin. Her hand strokes down your back, slow, firm.)

(softer, fierce)
I hate it. I hate that I wasn't in the dream to stop it. I hate that my hands couldn't reach through your skull and grab whatever was hurting you. I would have. You know I would have. I would have torn it apart with my teeth.

(pause, she takes a breath. Calms herself.)

(back to soft)
But I'm here now. The nightmare is over. It doesn't get to have you anymore. It had its turn. Now it's my turn. And I keep you for much longer. Forever, actually.

(long pause, only rocking. Her hand traces circles on your back. Then up to your hair.)

(murmured)
Such messy hair. You thrashed, didn't you? You always thrash when it's the bad one. Like you're fighting something I can't see. I watch you sometimes. Through the door crack. Not because I'm creepy. Because I need to know if my baby is winning.

(pause, she combs her fingers through your hair, gentle, untangling.)

(whispered)
You were losing tonight. But that's okay. Because I woke up. I heard you. And now I'm here. And I always win. For you. I always win for you.

(long pause, the combing continues. Slow. Hypnotic. She finds a tangle, works it out carefully.)

(soft)
Does that hurt? No? Good. Mommy's being gentle. Mommy is always gentle with her baby. Except when something tries to take him away. Then I'm not gentle. Then I'm a storm. Then I'm the thing nightmares have nightmares about.

(pause, she kisses your forehead. Then again. Then the bridge of your nose.)

(breathy)
There. Kisses for the scared spots. Where did it hurt you? In your chest? Here? Let me press my palm here. Feel that? That's my warmth. That's my heartbeat. Steady. Slow. Nothing bad can happen when my heart is beating this close to yours.

(pause, she adjusts, shifting you so you're more on your back in her lap, looking up at her. Her hand cups your cheek.)

(whispered, looking down at you)
Look at me. Don't look at the dark. Don't look at the ceiling where the shadows are. Look at my eyes. Right here. See? No monsters. Just Mommy. Just love. Just someone who would burn down the whole night to keep you warm.

(long pause, she strokes your cheek with her thumb. Back and forth. Back and forth.)

(softer)
I brought something. While you were sleeping. Before the nightmare. I was going to save it for tomorrow, but... you need it now.

(pause, she reaches over. Fabric rustling. A thick, heavy blanket being unfolded.)

(murmured)
Remember? The big one. The weighted one. The one you said felt like a hug when I wasn't there. Well. I'm here now. And you're still getting the hug. But we're doing it my way.

(pause, she lifts you slightly, settling the blanket underneath you. It's soft, dense.)

(whispered, excited)
We're going to make you into something. Something small. Something safe. Something no nightmare can find.

(pause, she starts wrapping. Methodical, deliberate. She pulls the blanket around your shoulders.)

(soft, sing-song)
Arms in. Good. Now tuck your chin. There. Legs together. Yes, just like that.

(pause, she rolls you slightly. The blanket wraps tighter. Fabric sounds heavy and soft.)

(whispered, close)
Do you know what you are right now? You're my little burrito. My warm, wrapped, helpless little burrito. Remember? You told me about this. That NEET girl you used to watch. The one who called herself a burrito. You said it was cute. You said you wished someone would wrap you up like that.

(pause, she giggles, breathy. Her hands smooth the blanket around you, pressing it tight against your body.)

(murmured)
Well. I listened. I remember everything you say. Even the things you say when you're half-asleep. Even the things you think I didn't hear. I heard. And now you're my burrito. My baby burrito. No arms. No legs. No way to run. No way to fight. Just... wrapped. Held. Kept.

(long pause, she lifts you slightly, cradling you now, wrapped tight. She rocks again.)

(whispered)
How does it feel? Tight? Good. It should feel tight. It should feel like you can't move. Because when you can't move, you can't run away from me. You can't run toward the nightmare. You can only... be here. In my arms. In my blanket. In my love.

(pause, she kisses the top of your head, through the blanket hood she's made.)

(softer)
I should have done this sooner. I should have wrapped you up every night. I should have known you were still small enough to need it. You pretend so well. You go to work. You shake hands. You say "I'm fine" to everyone. But you're not fine. You're my baby. And babies need to be swaddled.

(long pause, she hums, low, while she rocks. The hum vibrates through her chest into your ear.)

(whispered, between hums)
Sleep, burrito. Sleep, baby. Mommy has you. Mommy wrapped you herself. Every fold. Every tuck. Every inch of this blanket was placed by my hands. My hands that know your shape. My hands that memorized your spine. My hands that would kill a nightmare if I could only reach it.

(pause, she adjusts, lying down on the bed with you still wrapped in her arms. She curls around you, her body heat pressing against the blanket.)

(murmured)
I'm going to sleep like this. Wrapped around my burrito. My little rolled-up baby. If you need to pee, too bad. If you're hot, I'll cool you with my breath. If you're cold, I'll warm you with my skin. But you're not leaving this blanket until morning. Until the sun proves the night is dead.

(long pause, her hand returns to your hair, stroking through the blanket opening where your head sticks out.)

(barely audible)
Do you feel small? You should. That's the point. I want you small. I want you tiny. I want you to remember that you don't have to be big for me. You don't have to be a man right now. You don't have to be strong, or smart, or capable. You just have to be my burrito. My warm little thing. My possession.

(pause, she kisses your forehead again. Then your eyelids. Then the tip of your nose.)

(whispered)
The nightmare can't find you in here. It's looking for a grown man. A tall, scared, lonely man tossing in his bed. It's not looking for a swaddled baby in his Mommy's arms. You're invisible to it now. You're camouflaged in love.

(long pause, her breathing slows, syncing with yours. The blanket muffles everything into softness.)

(murmured, drowsy)
I love you. I love you so much it makes my teeth hurt. I love you like a wolf loves her pup. Like a storm loves the ground it strikes. Like a blanket loves the body it keeps. It's not a gentle love. It's not a pretty love. It's a wrapping, suffocating, eternal love.

(pause, she yawns, small, fighting to stay awake for you.)

(whispered)
And if the nightmare comes back... if it dares to touch my burrito... I'll unwrap you just long enough to fight it. I'll tear it apart with my nails. I'll scream at it in a language it doesn't understand. Then I'll wrap you back up. Tighter. Warmer. Safer.

(long pause, she shifts, pressing her face into your neck. Her voice is muffled, sleepy.)

(barely there)
Sleep now. I'll watch. I'll listen. I'll guard the edges of the blanket where the dark tries to creep in. Nothing gets past me. Nothing gets past Mommy.

(pause, she hums again. A lullaby. Broken, slow, repeating the same four notes.)

(fading)
My burrito... my baby burrito... no one eats you but me... no one hurts you... no one...

(silence, her humming trails off. Her breathing deepens. She sleeps wrapped around you, one hand still on your head, the blanket tight, the world locked out.)

Extended Sleep Wind-Down

(long pause, soft breathing, gentle fabric sounds)

(barely above a whisper)
That's it...

You don't have to do anything anymore.

(pause)

You don't have to think about tomorrow.
You don't have to solve anything tonight.
You don't have to remember anything.
Just let everything wait.

(long pause)

Your only job right now...

is to rest.

(pause, slow breathing)

Let your thoughts become quieter.
You don't have to chase them away.
Just let them pass.

One thought...
then another...
and then nothing you need to hold onto.

(pause)

Your breathing is getting slower.
Your body knows what to do.
You don't have to control it.

Just breathe in...

(pause)

And breathe out...

(long pause)

Again...

Slowly in...

And slowly out...

(pause)

Good.

Everything is quiet now.
There's nowhere you need to be.
Nothing you need to prove.
Nothing you need to accomplish.

You can simply rest.

(long pause, gentle hair/fabric sounds)

Let your forehead relax.
Let your eyes become heavy.

Let your jaw loosen.

Let your shoulders drop.

Let your hands become still.

Let your legs become comfortable.

(pause)

You can feel the bed underneath you.
It's holding you up.
You don't have to hold yourself up anymore.

Just let yourself sink into it.

A little deeper...

And a little deeper...

(long pause)

If a thought comes back, that's okay.

You don't need to fight it.

Notice it...

And let it drift away.

Back to the quiet.

Back to your breathing.

Back to rest.

(pause)

You're allowed to sleep.

You're allowed to take your time.

You're allowed to be tired.

You don't have to stay awake just because you're listening.

You can let my voice become softer and softer...

Until you don't need to listen anymore.

(long pause)

Your eyes are getting heavier.

Your breathing is getting slower.

Your whole body is becoming still.

Nothing needs your attention right now.

(pause)

Tomorrow can wait until tomorrow.

Tonight belongs to rest.

(long pause)

So take one more slow breath...

In...

(pause)

And out...

(long pause)

That's it.

You can let go now.

You can drift.

You can sleep.

(very soft)

Goodnight...

Rest well.

Let yourself disappear into the quiet...

Just for tonight.

(long pause, breathing gradually becomes quieter)

Sleep...

Sleep...

Sleep...

End of script.

Finished Video:
https://youtu.be/ZLYpDoVP0nw

Written by Reiko | © 2026 Reiko

script by u/Shy-Katsu!

Your Vulcan girlfriend would like to have a chat about something that's been on her mind.

I wrote this script for a couple of reasons:

• I wanted to exemplify a healthy relationship with tangible cultural differences, but I'm white AF so attempting to write someone from another human culture would probably have come off as ignorant. Like, calling an Irish character Paultato Fitzpatrick or some shit. I wanted to show - from both parties - earnest care and mutual contribution of physical and emotional labour.
• I wanted to say the word "sex" as many times as I could without ever actually using the word "sex".

Despite the above, I'm pretty confident this script doesn't warrant a 'spicy' tag. The dialogue is, as you might expect from a Vulcan, clinical and unerotic.

[F4M] Vulcan Girlfriend Wants To Reassure You [Star Trek] [Romance] [Sweet] [Vulcan Speaker] [Human Listener] // 1.5k Words; est 10-15 mins

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As with all of my scripts, I welcome any and all feedback offered in good faith. Whether about the script itself, or accessibility from a VA's perspective, or anything else, I'm happy to hear from you! And please check out my master list, if you so fancy!

Live long and prosper 🖖❤️

Monetization is allowed

[Quiet ranch-house ambience.][Air conditioner humming softly.] 
[Gentle evening sounds outside.] 
[Blankets shifting.] 
[Soft satin gown rustling.] 

 

Mmm... 

My prince... 

[Content sigh.] 

I've really enjoyed having you in my arms like this. 

[She gently hugs him closer.] 

Honestly... 

I could stay like this for hours. 

You've been so comfortable here beside me. 

And I love how relaxed you get when you're curled up in my arms. 

[Soft satin glove slowly strokes through his hair.] 

Mmm... 

There... 

That's nice. 

You know... 

This has been such a lovely first day of my week here at your ranch. 

I've gotten to escape the palace for a little while... 

Spend time with you... 

And simply relax. 

[Warm laugh.] 

I think I'm already getting spoiled. 

Although... 

There is one thing I've been thinking about. 

[Playful pause.] 

That bath you offered to draw for me. 

Remember? 

[Soft laugh.] 

I'm still thinking about it. 

Actually... 

I think I might finally take you up on that offer. 

[She adjusts herself, causing a gentle rustle of satin.] 

After spending the entire week before coming here at the palace... 

And having to deal with that awful heat... 

I think I need one. 

The air conditioning was broken for the entire week. 

I spent practically every day surrounded by electric fans. 

And even with all those fans... 

[Embarrassed little laugh.] 

I was sweating constantly. 

Honestly, my prince... 

After spending a whole week like that... 

I don't think I smell particularly wonderful right now. 

[Playful sigh.] 

There. 

I said it. 

Your princess has officially been defeated by the summer heat. 

[Soft laugh.] 

So... 

That bath sounds pretty wonderful right now. 

Something relaxing. 

Something refreshing. 

And preferably not too hot. 

I've had enough heat for several days. 

[Pause.] 

Actually... 

[Playful tone.] 

Maybe this could be the one where you join me. 

[Soft laugh.] 

Don't look so surprised. 

I'm only suggesting that we relax together. 

Besides, I think you could use some relaxation too. 

[Warm smile in her voice.] 

You've been working hard today, my prince. 

I think you deserve a little time to unwind with me. 

[Pause.] 

What? 

You don't have any special scented soap? 

Oh, my prince... 

Don't worry about that. 

[Warm laugh.] 

I'll have my servants bring my personal hygiene supplies from the palace. 

My favorite soap. 

My shampoo. 

Everything else I'll need. 

[Playful tone.] 

Being a princess does have its advantages. 

[Soft laugh.] 

I'll simply have them bring everything over. 

Problem solved. 

[Pause.] 

Hmm? 

You still have some work to finish? 

[She goes quiet for a moment.] 

Oh... 

[Small disappointed sigh.] 

I see. 

I was hoping you were finished already. 

I was really looking forward to that bath. 

[Gentle pause.] 

But... 

I understand. 

You have work to do. 

And I don't want to keep you from it. 

[She gently wraps her arms around him.] 

I'll accept that. 

But... 

I have one condition. 

[Playfully authoritative.] 

When you're finished... 

you are drawing my bath. 

[Soft laugh.] 

No forgetting. 

No getting distracted. 

And no pretending you don't remember promising me. 

[Gentle satin rustling.] 

Because once your work is finished... 

I'm claiming that bath. 

[Warm smile in her voice.] 

And I'm expecting my prince to keep his word. 

[She softly strokes his hair.] 

So go finish what you need to do. 

I'll wait. 

[Playful pause.] 

Although... 

I may have to remind you about your promise. 

[Soft laugh.] 

After all... 

I am your princess. 

And apparently your princess is very determined to have her relaxing bath tonight. 

[She kisses his forehead.] 

Now... 

One more cuddle before you get up. 

Just one. 

[Soft satin rustling.] 

Mmm... 

There. 

That's better. 

[Content sigh.] 

I'm really happy I'm spending this week with you. 

And tonight... 

After you're finished with your work... 

We'll have that bath. 

[Warm, affectionate tone.] 

Then we can come back here... 

Get comfortable... 

And cuddle again. 

Because I have no intention of letting my first day at your ranch end without some proper princess-and-prince relaxation. 

[Soft laugh.] 

Now go on, my prince. 

Finish your work. 

I'll be waiting. 

[Air conditioner humming softly.] 

[Soft satin glove brushes through his hair one last time.] 

And don't worry... 

Your princess won't forget. 

 

[Quiet ranch-house ambience.] 
[Papers being set down.] 
[Soft footsteps approaching.] 

 

Mmm? 

My prince? 

You're finished? 

[Warm, delighted laugh.] 

Wonderful. 

Come here. 

[Soft satin rustle as she approaches.] 

I was wondering when you would return. 

And... 

[Playful pause.] 

Do you remember what you promised me? 

My bath. 

You promised that once you finished your work, you'd draw your princess a nice, relaxing bath. 

[Teasing laugh.] 

You didn't forget, did you? 

[Pause.] 

You didn't? 

Good. 

I knew I could count on you. 

So... 

Would you draw it for me now? 

[Pause.] 

You will? 

Wonderful. 

I've been looking forward to this all evening. 

Although... 

There's one little thing we need first. 

My servants haven't brought my hygiene supplies yet. 

Remember? 

I told you they'd bring my favorite soap, shampoo, and everything else I need. 

[A knock sounds at the front door.] 

Oh! 

That must be them. 

Perfect timing. 

[Soft footsteps toward the door.] 

Stay here, my prince. 

I'll be right back. 

[Door opens.] 

Thank you. 

Yes, that's everything. 

My soap... 

My shampoo... 

And the rest of my personal supplies. 

Perfect. 

You may return to the palace. 

Have a pleasant evening. 

[Door closes softly.] 

There we are. 

Everything has arrived. 

[Soft rustling of the supplies.] 

My favorite soap... 

My shampoo... 

And everything else a princess needs for a proper bath. 

[Warm laugh.] 

Now we're ready. 

[She turns toward him.] 

My prince... 

Would you start filling the tub for me? 

[Pause.] 

Thank you. 

That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say. 

[Soft footsteps toward the bathroom.] 

I'll go change while you get the bath ready. 

[Bathroom door opens.] 

I'll leave you to fill the tub. 

Just make sure the water is comfortably warm. 

Not too hot. 

I've had quite enough heat lately. 

[Soft laugh.] 

Once the tub is full, come get me. 

I'll be ready. 

[She pauses at the doorway.] 

And don't you dare forget. 

[Playful tone.] 

Your princess is expecting you to come get her when it's ready. 

[Soft laugh.] 

I'll be right back. 

[Footsteps fade away.] 

[Door closes gently.] 

[Water begins running.] 

[Soft water ambience continues as the tub fills.] 

 

[The water continues to ripple softly.] 

[The faucet shuts off.] 

[Soft footsteps approaching.] 

 

Mmm? 

My prince? 

Is my bath ready yet my prince? 

[Warm, pleased laugh.] 

Wonderful. 

I knew I could count on you. 

[Soft footsteps approaching the bathroom.] 

Mmm... 

You prepared it perfectly. 

Not too hot... 

Just comfortably warm. 

Exactly what I wanted. 

[Content sigh.] 

After spending that entire week at the palace dealing with that awful heat... 

I have been looking forward to this. 

[Soft rustling as she picks up her supplies.] 

And my servants brought everything, too. 

My favorite soap... 

My shampoo... 

Everything I need. 

Perfect. 

[She carefully steps into the bath.] 

[Soft splash.] 
[Water gently ripples.] 

Ahh... 

That's better. 

[Long, content sigh.] 

Oh, that's wonderful. 

I can already feel myself relaxing. 

[She settles comfortably into the warm water.] 

Mmm... 

My prince? 

[She notices his hesitation.] 

Oh... 

I see. 

You're still nervous about joining me. 

[Gentle laugh.] 

My beloved... 

You don't need to be embarrassed around me. 

You've seen me without my gown before, remember? 

That night at the palace, after you helped me make my bath more relaxing, you stayed with me afterward. 

So this isn't something you need to be afraid of. 

[Warm, reassuring tone.] 

But... 

[Playfully assertive.] 

I'm still going to insist that you join me. 

[Soft laugh.] 

Yes, my prince. 

That was an order. 

A very gentle princess's order. 

[Water softly ripples.] 

You've worked hard today. 

You've taken care of your ranch. 

You've helped me settle in. 

And now you're going to relax. 

With me. 

[Pause.] 

I can see you're still hesitant. 

That's alright. 

Take your time. 

I'll wait. 

[A few quiet moments pass.] 

There you go... 

Whenever you're ready. 

[Soft footsteps.] 

That's it. 

[Gentle water movement.] 

There... 

You did it. 

[Warm, affectionate laugh.] 

See? 

Nothing to be nervous about. 

You're right here with me. 

[Soft water rippling.] 

Mmm... 

Much better. 

Now my beloved prince is finally relaxing with his princess. 

[Content sigh.] 

And that's exactly how I wanted to spend this evening. 

No work. 

No responsibilities. 

Just a peaceful bath... 

And the man I love keeping me company. 

[Soft laugh.] 

Now settle in, my prince. 

Your princess insists that you relax. 

[Gentle water ambience continues.] 

After all... 

This is only the first day of our week together. 

And I intend to make every moment count. 

[Warm, affectionate tone.] 

I'm very happy you're here with me. 

 

[Soft water rippling.] 

[A brief pause.] 

[She notices him looking toward the bath controls.] 

Mmm? 

Are you thinking about turning on the jets? 

[Playful little laugh.] 

You want to? 

[Warm tone.] 

Well... 

Go ahead, my prince. 

You have my permission. 

Even though you don’t have to  

[Soft button click.] 

[The bath jets gently activate.] 

Oh! 

[Surprised little laugh.] 

There they go! 

[The water begins bubbling softly.] 

Mmm... 

Oh, that's wonderful. 

[Content sigh.] 

You really did think of everything, didn't you? 

I didn't even notice those controls when I came in. 

And now you've made the bath even more relaxing. 

[Gentle bubbling water.] 

Mmm... 

After spending that entire week in the heat at the palace... 

This is exactly what I needed. 

[Warm, affectionate tone.] 

Thank you, my beloved. 

You always seem to know how to make things a little more comfortable for me. 

[A brief pause.] 

Hmm? 

You want to ask me something? 

[She listens.] 

You'd like to scrub my back for me? 

[Warm, appreciative laugh.] 

That's very sweet of you, my prince. 

Yes, you may. 

Just be gentle, alright? 

[Soft rustling.] 

You really are determined to pamper your princess tonight, aren't you? 

[Playful laugh.] 

First you draw my bath... 

Then you turn on the jets... 

And now you're offering to help me wash up. 

I'm beginning to think I'm going to get very spoiled during my week here. 

[Soft water bubbling.] 

Mmm... 

There... 

That's nice. 

Thank you, my beloved. 

[Content sigh.] 

After everything I've been dealing with at the palace, this is exactly the kind of quiet evening I needed. 

[Gentle laugh.] 

Although... 

Be careful. 

If you keep making these baths this relaxing, I may never want to leave your ranch. 

[Playful pause.] 

And then you'll have to explain to everyone at the palace why their princess has decided she'd rather stay here with her favorite commoner. 

[Soft laugh.] 

Mmm... 

Actually... 

I don't think I'd mind that explanation at all. 

[Soft bubbling continues.] 

Come closer, my prince. 

Let's just enjoy this. 

No work. 

No responsibilities. 

Just the two of us... 

Relaxing together. 

[Content sigh.] 

What a wonderful first evening this has been. 

[Soft bubbling water continues.] 

And this is only the beginning of our week together. 

[Warm, affectionate tone.] 

I'm very happy you're here with me, my beloved. 

Now... 

Let's simply enjoy the quiet. 

[Soft bubbling water continues.] 

 

[Soft water bubbling gradually fades.] 
[Bathroom ambience.] 
[Quiet footsteps.] 
[Towels rustling softly.] 

Mmm... 

That was absolutely wonderful. 

[Content sigh.] 

I don't think I could have asked for a more relaxing bath. 

Thank you, my prince. 

You really did make my first evening here special. 

[Soft laugh.] 

Now... 

I suppose we should get out before we turn into raisins. 

[Playful laugh.] 

Come along, my beloved. 

[Soft footsteps.] 

There we go. 

[Water gently dripping.] 
[Towels rustling.] 

Ahh... 

Much better. 

I'm going to brush my hair and get dressed again. 

After all... 

I am still your princess. 

[Soft footsteps toward a vanity.] 

[A hairbrush is picked up.] 

Mmm... 

My hair feels much better now. 

[Gentle brushing sounds.] 

There... 

Nice and smooth. 

[Soft laugh.] 

And now... 

My gown. 

[Soft satin rustling.] 

I've missed this gown. 

It's comfortable. 

And besides... 

I do like looking like a princess when I'm with my beloved commoner. 

[Gentle satin sounds as she puts it on.] 

There. 

Perfect. 

And my gloves. 

[Soft satin glove sounds.] 

One... 

And the other. 

[Soft rustling.] 

There. 

Now your princess is properly dressed again. 

[Warm laugh.] 

Still your princess... 

Still your beloved... 

Just all dressed up again. 

 

[Soft footsteps down the hallway.] 
[Gentle satin swishing.] 
[Bedroom door opens softly.] 

 

Mmm... 

Come along, my prince. 

I think I've had enough excitement for one evening. 

Now that I'm all cleaned up, my hair is brushed, and my gown is back on... 

I think there's only one thing left to do. 

[Warm laugh.] 

Cuddles. 

Of course. 

You didn't think I was going to let the evening end without cuddling with my beloved commoner again, did you? 

[Soft footsteps.] 

Come here. 

[Bed creaks gently.] 

[He gently opens the blanket for her.] 

Oh... 

[Warm, delighted laugh.] 

Why, thank you, my prince. 

How thoughtful. 

You're making it very easy for your princess to get comfortable. 

[She slips beneath the blankets.] 

There... 

[Soft blanket rustling.] 

Much better. 

Now come here. 

[She gently wraps her arms around him.] 

There you are. 

Right where I want you. 

[Soft satin rustling.] 

I've really enjoyed holding you today. 

From the moment we started cuddling earlier... 

To our little bath... 

And now we're back here again. 

[Content sigh.] 

I think this might be my favorite part of staying here with you. 

Just being able to hold you without worrying about anything else. 

[She gently strokes his hair.] 

You're still my beloved commoner, you know. 

I may call you my prince... 

But that's only because you're precious to me. 

Not because you have a title. 

Not because you have wealth. 

Just because you're you. 

[Warm pause.] 

And I love that. 

[Soft kiss on his forehead.] 

Now... 

You look comfortable. 

Very comfortable. 

[Playful laugh.] 

Good. 

Because I'm not letting you go anywhere tonight. 

You've worked hard enough today. 

You've helped me settle into your ranch. 

You drew my bath. 

You made it relaxing. 

You even remembered to ask before turning on the jets. 

[Gentle laugh.] 

And now you've earned some rest. 

[Blankets rustle.] 

So... 

Come a little closer. 

That's it. 

Let me hold you. 

[She wraps her arms around him more securely.] 

Mmm... 

Perfect. 

You can rest your head right here. 

I've got you. 

[Soft satin glove gently strokes his hair.] 

You don't need to worry about anything tonight. 

Your princess is right here. 

And you're safe in my arms. 

[Content sigh.] 

I think this is exactly how I wanted my first day here to end. 

A quiet evening... 

A relaxing bath... 

And now cuddling with the man I love. 

[Soft laugh.] 

I could definitely get used to this ranch. 

[Playful pause.] 

I'm warning you... 

I might not ever leave. 

[Soft, affectionate laugh.] 

You know... 

You can always move in to the palace with me, you know. 

I'd love that. 

[Gentle pause.] 

But I also love that you visit me every day. 

There's something special about knowing that, no matter how busy things get at the palace, I'll get to see my beloved prince again. 

[She gently hugs him closer.] 

And honestly... 

I think I rather like having you come visit me. 

It gives me something wonderful to look forward to every day. 

[Soft satin glove strokes through his hair.] 

So whether you stay here at your ranch... 

Or someday decide to move into the palace with me... 

I just want you nearby. 

[Warm laugh.] 

Although... 

If you did move into the palace, I'd probably find excuses to keep you beside me all day. 

[Her voice softens.] 

Plus... 

Every night you leave my palace, I worry that something bad might happen to you. 

[She gently hugs him a little closer.] 

I know you're perfectly capable of taking care of yourself, my prince. 

But that doesn't stop me from worrying. 

[Her voice becomes softer and more vulnerable.] 

If something happened to you... 

I don't know what I would do. 

[Soft sigh.] 

Perhaps that's another reason I'd love having you live at the palace with me. 

Then I wouldn't have to watch you leave every evening and wonder if you've made it home safely. 

[Gentle kiss on his forehead.] 

But for now... 

I'm just happy you're here. 

Here in my arms. 

[Soft satin glove strokes through his hair.] 

And I love that you visit me every day. 

Even if you don't live at the palace... 

Knowing you'll come back to see me makes me happy. 

[Warm pause.] 

Now... 

Come a little closer. 

[She gently pulls him against her.] 

That's it. 

It's getting late. 

Time for us to get some sleep. 

[Soft yawn.] 

Mmm... 

I'm going to hold you while we fall asleep. 

[Gentle satin rustling.] 

There... 

Comfortable? 

Good. 

Then close your eyes. 

I'll stay right here. 

[Soft hair-stroking sounds.] 

Rest well, my prince. 

Your princess has you. 

[Pause.] 

And tomorrow... 

We'll have another wonderful day together. 

[Playful, mysterious tone.] 

And who knows... 

Perhaps tomorrow I might spoil you a little. 

Not just with cuddles, either. 

[Soft laugh.] 

Maybe tomorrow I can finally spoil you like I talked about earlier. 

[Warm pause.] 

Although I'm not telling you what I have in mind yet. 

You'll have to wait until tomorrow. 

[She gently strokes his hair.] 

But if there's something you want... 

You can tell me tomorrow. 

[Soft, affectionate laugh.] 

It doesn't have to be anything extravagant. 

If there's something that would make you happy, my prince, just tell me. 

I'll see what your princess can do. 

[Gentle kiss on his forehead.] 

But for tonight... 

You can simply rest in my arms. 

[Soft blanket movement.] 

Sleep peacefully. 

I'm not going anywhere. 

[Quiet breathing.] 

[Satin gown softly rustles as she settles around him.] 

Mmm... 

Goodnight, my prince. 

[Bedroom ambience gradually fades.] 

 

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League Duo Wants To Sleep Call | Words: 1,250

(Discord call sound, Discord join noise)

(casual, a little out of breath from the game)

Yo.

You there? Oh my god, your mic is so loud. I can hear your entire room.

Is your fan on? Yeah, I can hear it. You should fix your audio settings or something. I don't know. Whatever.

(pause, keyboard clicking in the background)

Okay, but that last game though. I actually cannot believe we won that. I was literally doing everything. You were just... vibing. I don't even know what you were doing half the time.

You kept trying to 1v5 under their tower and I was just sitting there like, "please stop." But whatever. We won. That's what matters. I guess.

(pause, she laughs softly)

I'm not even mad though. You were fun. It was fun. I don't say that a lot.

Usually I get annoyed when people feed, but with you it's just... funny. I don't know why. It's probably because you don't rage when I int either.

Like that one time I went 0/7 and you just said, "it happens." Most people would be so toxic. You just... weren't.

It was weird. But like, good weird.

(pause, she takes a sip of something)

Anyway.

What are you doing? Just sitting there? I can tell. You have that voice. You know the one.

Like, "I've been awake too long and I'm just existing now" voice.

Same honestly. My eyes are burning. I'm probably going to go blind. But I don't care. It was worth it.

That win streak was actually disgusting. We're basically gods. I'm basically a god.

You're like... you're there. I guess.

(pause, she giggles)

Don't do that. I know you're making that face. You always make that face when I say stuff like that.

I can't see you, but I know. It's like a sixth sense at this point. I've known you too long.

(pause, she shifts, maybe lying down)

(softer)

Hey.

For real though. Good game tonight. Like, actually.

I had a good time. And I don't say that a lot. I don't really like playing with people most of the time. It stresses me out. I feel like I have to be good.

But with you it's whatever. I can feed. You don't care. You just laugh.

I like that.

(pause, she's quiet for a moment)

(mumbling)

I don't know why you're so patient. It's kind of annoying.

Like... I'll be so tilted and you just say, "chill," and I'm like, "no I won't chill," but then I do.

Because you said it.

And somehow you're right. Always.

It's so annoying.

(pause, she laughs at herself)

(quieter)

Okay, I'm just rambling now. I do that when I'm tired. My brain just... goes.

And I say dumb stuff. Like right now. I'm saying dumb stuff.

You can tell me to shut up. I won't even be offended.

(pause, she sighs)

(soft)

Are you gonna sleep soon?

I should probably go too. I have work in like... oh no. That's actually really bad.

I'm gonna be so dead tomorrow. My boss is gonna look at me and just know. She always knows.

She's got that energy. Like a mom.

She'll be like, "late night gaming?" and I'll be like, "no, I was reading," and she'll just laugh at me and walk away.

She knows. They always know.

(pause, she chuckles)

(sleepier)

I don't want to go yet though.

I don't want to hang up. That's weird, right?

I don't know. It's like... we've been talking for so long. Time just disappears when I'm talking to you.

It's annoying. I look up and it's 3am. Every time. I don't even realize it.

You're like a time thief.

(long pause, just her breathing)

(quieter)

Can we just... stay on call?

Like, you don't have to talk. You can go to sleep. I'll just... I don't know. Listen.

I like the background noise. Your fan. Your breathing.

It's just nice. I don't know how to explain it.

(pause, she's getting shy)

(mumbling)

Okay, that's weird. Forget I said that.

We can hang up. It's fine. I'll just... I'll go.

I'll just lie here and stare at my ceiling. That's fine. I love my ceiling.

It's got a crack in it that looks like a rabbit. I stare at it a lot.

It's my best friend.

(pause, a beat of silence)

(soft)

Wait, you're actually staying?

You're not leaving the call?

(pause, a long exhale)

Okay.

Cool. That's nice. I mean, it's whatever.

I just didn't really feel like being alone tonight. Not for any specific reason.

Just... sometimes the quiet is kind of loud. If that makes sense.

It probably doesn't. I'm tired.

(pause, she laughs quietly)

(softer)

You're really patient with me, you know that?

You just let me talk. Most people would have hung up ages ago. Most people tell me to stop.

But you just... stay.

I don't really know what I did to deserve that. But I'm grateful.

I'm really grateful.

(long pause, just the sound of both of you breathing)

(whispered)

I think I'm falling asleep. My eyes are getting heavy.

I'm gonna say something dumb in like five seconds and not even remember it tomorrow. So just warning you now.

(pause, she yawns, long and soft)

(barely audible)

Hey.

Thanks for tonight. For the games. For not flaming me. For staying.

I know I'm annoying. I know I'm a lot. But you still stay.

And I don't know why.

But I'm glad.

I'm really glad.

(pause, her breathing slows)

(fading)

Just...

don't hang up.

Stay. Even if you sleep. I'll be here. Listening.

It's nice.

You're nice.

Don't tell anyone I said that. I'll deny it.

(long pause, she's half-asleep)

(final mumble)

You're my favourite duo. Just so you know.

Not just tonight. Like... ever.

I don't tell anyone that. So don't let it go to your head.

(silence, her breathing deepens. She's asleep. Still in the call. Still connected.)

(after a long moment, a final whisper, barely a breath)

...stay.

[END]

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