Update 28.05.2023: Isekai'd As Chloe My Headache

Update 28.05.2023: Isekai'd as Chloe my headache

Hi my loves!

Here we are with a new update about my FFs.

Especially Isekai'd as Chloe.

As you follow my writing blog you have seen that I update my South Park FF three times this week. I'm in a good flow with it right now and will contine on writing it. ^^

Now we come to my second FF I wanted to concreted on: Isekai'd as Chloe.

I manage to polish the grammer and spelling of Chapter 8, but for my taste the chapter needs to be longer.

It's missing something.

But my creativy for ML is lacking.

I'm just...so disconected from it.

I really, really don't enjoy writing for it.

But I want to finesh it.

So I'm asking you.

Do you want something specif happen?

Maybe your ideas will motived me or I will use them, because alone I aren't gonna get out of that writer's blog. I will give you of course credit.

If this doesn't help either, I will put Isekai'd on Chloe on infinity haitus till on day I find it in myself to write for it again.

I needed to tell you all this.

You have the right to know that a FF you like is struggling and will probaly be on haitus for a long time.

I wish I had better news for you, but I won't lie to you.

I'm this close to just abandon/delete Isekai'd as Chloe since it makes me only sad. 😞

Anyway, wish you all a nice day/night!

Till next time! 😘

The Stick of Truth

Codename: Dovahkiin Part 1!

N.K. is angry at her parents. Not only did they move again, no, but they moved into a snowy hicktown named South Park! She was sure she would hate it there, yet surprisingly she gets to participate in the epic RPG the kids play and falls for the human princess and the elf king. Who is friend, who is foe and which side should she choose?

Main Pairing: New Kid/Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski

Chapter 1: Quiet little mountain town

Dear Dairy,

so here we are again.

Moved after a few weeks in Seattle now to this shitty little town named South Park in buttfucking Colorado.

I already hate it here.

It’s a tiny hole, in the middle of nowhere, right at the Meridian of misery and suffering.

This town doesn’t even have a Game Stop!

How the hell I’m supposed to get new cards for my YU-GI-OH! Deck and buy new games and anime merchandise?

Back to Amazon, it seems.

Gosh, I bet these people don’t even know what cosplay is!

Why did we need to move again?

I was happy in Seattle.

I had a nice group of friends and hot Serena Matthews wanted to go on a second date with me!

And yet, poof, again, my nomadic parents had us moved.

I will never understand them.

I’m only eleven, my body started puberty and I can’t outlive it because my parents get this urge to randomly move us from here to there.

This is such bullshit!

I wanna be a pre-teen, watch anime and talk about it with friends. Play Duel Monsters and beat asses. Cosplaying and playing video games and dear heaven kiss girls, boys, or whatever!

Serena was such a good kisser!

And her red hair was so lovely!

In this hicktown, there aren’t for sure bisexual people like me. Or god forbid lesbians. I don’t think I will like the straight dudes in this town.

I’m allergic to straight.

Yuck!

Okay, jokes aside, why this little shit town?

Couldn’t we move to California, if it was so necessary to move?

I just want to again live on the ocean side.

A loud knock was heard on my door, followed by my Mamma’s voice: “Sweetie? Hon, you all dressed?”

I look up from my Dairy. I’m sitting against my bedframe, knees up, balancing my dairy on them, and writing about my woe.

I close it with my red glitter pen between the two pages I wrote for today.

“Yes, Mamma, you can come in.”, I let her know.

Not a second later both my parents enter my room.

“Hey, princess. How do you like your new room?”, ask me my Papà.

I look around the half-finished room with the still-to-open cartons. It was bigger than my room in Seattle for sure.

“It’s all right.”, I decide.

This makes my parents smile happily.

At least they are happy.

“I know it's a big change for all of us, but ... princess, do you ... REMEMBER why we moved to this quiet little mountain town?”, wants my Papà to know.

I frown and rub my head.

That’s actually a good question.

It is all sort of a blur.

I have this sometimes. That I forget things, and can’t remember them.

Don’t know why, it has always been like this.

I learned to live with it.

The most I remember from our last day in Seattle is asking beautiful Serena for a second date and she agreed. Then going with my gang to Game Stop to buy some more children’s card games and then…then I was in our car and my parents told me, that we are moving to South Park.

Yeah, that’s about it.

The rest is a black blurb.

I rub my head harder and feel a headache forming. It’s better to stop thinking about it.

“Because you got the itch to move again.”, I answer my parents with sass.

Normally I would get called out, but strangely my parents seem to be happy about it and are whispering to each other. I can’t quite grasp what they mumble to each other.

A frown forms on my face.

If this is not suspicious, I’m straight.

“Uh, sweetie, we want you to have lots of fun here.”, turns my Mamma back to me. ”Why don't you go out and make some friends?”

“Right, get outside and PLAY, princess. Like ... like normal kids.”, adds my Papà.

“Why do you have to say it like that?”, I wonder and frown deeper.

My Mamma gives Papà a little whack on the head, which makes him whine and rub the hurting spot.

“Don’t listen to your Papà, he is just being silly, right, Chris?”

“Sure, Kelly.”

“We've got some money for you on the kitchen counter, sweetie.”, informs me, Mamma. “Just ... be back before it gets dark.”

Not like I have anything better to do than to whine at my dairy. Maybe I walk will do me good. I hardly doubt I can make friends with these hicktown children.

I’m way too queer for them.

So I put my dairy on my night table and nod.

“Of course, Mamma. I love you both.”

Even if you drag me around all of America.

“Yeah, we love you too.”, say’s Papà for both of them and they leave my room with small smiles on their faces.

I put my hands in the pocket of my pink hoodie and sign.

Well, let’s go, shall we?

I sigh loudly and watch how my breath turns white in front of me.

I’m not fucking Elsa and the cold fucking bothers me anytime!

My parents know I love warm places more, but no we had to move to this snowy hicktown.

I hate everything.

I’m glad I put my black jacket over my hoodie and gripped a pink wool hat before I got out of the house.

Dear Ra, how can people survive in this climate?

I walk down the little path to the sidewalk and for the first time today, something interesting happens.

On my left side, a little barricade is up, with a red flag, and written on it is No Humans.

Well, that IS unexpected.

What could this mean?

I decide to go right, maybe I will find some clue about what that is about.

That is when I see two little fourth-graders, one dressed as an elf and the other in a long blue robe, fighting against each other.

These little dudes seem to give their all.

“You shall die by my Warhammer, Drow Elf!”, yells the blond-haired boy.

“Nuh-uh!”, disagrees the Drow Elf.

“I banish thee to the forest realm!”

“No way, I banished you first! AHA! You can't hold out much longer!”

“Help! Somebody!! I can't hold out much longer!! Heeeeelp!”

This is all very interesting I decide and has surely to do with the sign I saw. Are they LARPing, perhaps?

Anyway, this hicktown turned exciting from 0 to a solid 8.

I must know what this is about.

But for that, I should help the little blond dude.

So I grip the Drow Elf by his clothes and tear him away from the blond boy.

“Hey, no fair. That's cheating. I'm gonna tell my mom.”, whines the Drow Elf and runs away.

Probably to his mom.

The little blond-haired boy smiles up at me, I’m at least a head taller than him, and says: “Thanks, kid. I didn't realize he had a health potion. My- my name is Butters the Merciful. I'm a paladin. I live right next door to you. We should be friends!”

LARPing, called it!

I can live with that!

“It’s whatever.”, I wave Butters off. What kind of name is this anyway? Weird. “And sure let’s be friends.”

This makes the little dude happy and I get a new Facebook friend. Why this always happens when I meet new people I haven’t the faintest idea.

It’s one of a weird me things that I don’t get.

“Now that we're friends, you should speak with the Wizard King! He's been talking about your arrival. The Wizard lives this way. In the green house, over there.”

“Sure, why not?”

Not like I have anything better to do and I like LARPing. It is really fun.

So I follow Butter, while he asks me questions.

“Hey, where are you from?”

“Was born in Washington D.C., but never really lived there.”

“Where'd you live before moving here?”

“Seattle.”

“Do you like Colorado?”

“To snowy for my taste.”

“Why are you wearing your hair like that?”

“I like bob-cuts. Long hair takes way too much time to groom it.”

“You don't talk much, do ya?”

“Meh.”

“That's ok, I can talk for both of us!”

You surely do Butters. The little fourth grader is amusing. Really happy-go-lucky it seems.

We reach the green-colored house and my new friend knocks. A little fat kid who tries his hardest to be a wizard opens the door.

With my super detective skills, I detect that this must be the Wizard King. Yet, Butter screams it to the heavens.

At least they seem dedicated to their LARPing.

“So, you are the New Kid.”, guesses the Wizard King right. “Your coming was foretold by Coldwell Banker. I am the Wizard King. But the time for talk is not nigh. Let me show you my kingdom.”

“All right.”, I just say and follow the two smaller boys into the house.

“Ohh, who's your new friend, Eric?”, asks a brunette woman the Wizard King.

“Shut up, mom, not now.”

The Wizard King or Eric seems to be kind of a dick. I would never talk to my parents like that.

“Hello, ma’am, nice to meet you.”, I greet her with my best smile.

She can’t even answer as Eric tells me that she isn’t part of the game and I shouldn’t talk to her.

Wow, rude much?

He is a dick.

Still, I follow him and Butter to his backyard. I’m way too curious about what’s there.

“Welcome ... to the Kingdom of Kupa Keep!”, presents me, Eric, his backyard.

I must say, you see that the kids tried to make their best what they had and it’s kinda okay. Can’t expect a masterpiece from 10 years old.

So I simply say: “Nice, dude.”

The answer pleases Eric and he gives me a tour. First, he leads me to the Armory where a brunette boy with a silver helmet stands.

“Our weapon shop here is tended by Clyde, a level 14 warrior.”, tells me, Eric.

I give Clyde a wave and we move to the stables.

“Here you can see our massive stables, overseen by the level 9 ranger Scott Malkinson, who has the power of diabetes.”

What kind of power is diabetes?

From what I know it is a really huge hassle.

I nod to Scott and follow Eric to…Princess Zelda?

The person now before me wears a costume and a blond wig which reminds me a lot of her.

Is Link somewhere too?

Princess Zelda rip-off twirls one of her fake blond locks around her finger and gives a soft giggle.

She pats her eyelashes at me.

I have a feeling she is flirting with me…well she has really beautiful blue eyes from what can I see since her face is covered mostly by her orange parker.

 “And here, of course, is the breathtaking and lovely Princess Kenny. The fairest maiden in all the kingdom.”, presents Eric her. “Don't ask why Kenny wanted to be a chick, it's just how he seems to be rolling right now.”

Ah, so the princess is actually a boy!

So either he/she is genderfluid or attracted to more than one gender or both since she is clearly hitting on me.

I’m damn happy that there is at least one queer kid in this town!

So nothing bad with flirting back.

I give her a wick and she giggles more behind her hand.

Nailed it.

I decide to talk to her.

“Hey beautiful, how it’s going?”, I ask her and path my own eyelashes.

Again she giggles cutely and…she wishes for a flower? Her speech is so muffled thanks to the parker that I only understood a part.

Where do I get a flower now?

I look around the kingdom and see a daffodil. That we will do!

Quickly I pick it up and present her the flower with a bow.

She gasps happily, taking it.

“A daffodil for me?? Teeheehee, you shouldn't have.”

“Its beauty is nothing against yours, your highness.”, I flirt, which makes her wave her hand before her face and I can see that she is turning red.

Still got it.

“Hey New Kid are you done now? We got shit to do.”, calls the Wizard King for my attention.

I send the princess a kiss and join up with him and Butters.

“You have been sought out, New Kid, because humans everywhere are in great danger. I need something from you and, in return, I am prepared to allow you into my kingdom. I know you are very excited. It's time for your first quest, but first - please tell us thy name.”

“I’m Novella-Karin Campo. But people mostly call me N.K.”, I introduce myself.

Both Eric and Butters stare at me. What’s up with that look?

“That’s a really-“

Butters can’t even finish his sentence, as Eric starts to laugh like a manic holding his chubby belly.

“Hahahaha, that’s the douche’s name I ever heard for a dude! Hahaha, New Kid, your parents must fucking hate you. Hahaha!”

…Did he just call me a dude?!

Oh jeez, not again!

People sometimes mistake me for a boy, I don’t know why.

I clearly look like a girl, even if I have a bob cut!

For Ra Sake, I already need to wear a bra! And both my ears are pierced!

Why is this happening again?

I open my mouth to tell chubby that I’m female and identify as one, as I see how Butters shakes his head and makes Aport-the-mission signs.

Clearly, I shouldn’t correct Eric.

Oh, I have a feeling, and also thanks to Butters, that Eric doesn’t let girls play with them.

But I wanna play with them.

So I have to pretend to be a boy.

Oh well, if Kenny a boy can be Princess Zelda, then I a girl can be Link. I still have somewhere my old Link cosplay from last year’s Comic-Con.

It’s not tragic.

Eric finally calms down from his laughing and grins wicked.

I don’t like this face.

“You know what N.K., since you already have a douche name I think it’s fitting for you to be called…Douchebag!”

Asshole.

I grit my teeth and fight against the urge to punch this fuckers face in.

What one endures, just to not die of boredom!

“You will now choose a class: Fighter, Mage, Thief, or Jew.”

“Jew?”, I repeated confused.

How can be Jew a class in a LARPing, isn’t it more a religion?

“Jew, huh? So I guess we'll never really be friends.”

“No, I was just surprised to hear that!”, I tell him. “I take the mage.”

“Then we welcome to our kingdom Douchebag the Mage!”, proclaims Eric.

Butters cheers for me, meanwhile I plan how I can take revenge on Eric for dubbing me Douchebag. If I ever get the chance to kick his ass, I will take it, whatever I have to do!

Butters hands me the Mage gear and I decide that I definitely will go home and put one of my cosplays on.

I have a beautiful Dark Magician Girl Cosplay, sadly I think I should probably go with Link for the time being.

So long till I get what beef Eric has with girls and how I can make myself so valuable in this game that he doesn’t kick me out from it.

It is quite clear that Eric calls the shots here.

Just my luck.

Now he wants from me that I get a weapon, so I walk over to Clyde.

“Would you like to see my wares, weary traveler?”, ask me the brunette boy. “Perhaps you would like to hear tips and rumors for two dollars?”

I have a feeling that this is a scam, so I just ask him to show me his weapons.

Sadly it seems I can only buy the twig since the weapons have levels and my level is apparently too low.

I give the kids this, they are really creative.

With my new weapon, I return to Eric. Time to learn how to fight!

Next

The Stick of Truth

Codename: Dovahkiin Part 1!

N.K. is angry at her parents. Not only did they move again, no, but they moved into a snowy hicktown named South Park! She was sure she would hate it there, yet surprisingly she gets to participate in the epic RPG the kids play and falls for the human princess and the elf king. Who is friend, who is foe and which side should she choose?

Main Pairing: New Kid/Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski

Chapter 10: How to Sneak in on a super-secret government Meeting

I had time today and thought let’s write this chapter in one go! It’s a bit short, like Chapter 9, but these two chapters are there to set up things for the next big chapter, chapter 11.

I still hope you enjoy it!

Apparently having cig and coffee on me and looking Goth, isn’t enough for my dark-spirited friends.

It’s a frame of mind, I sadly lack.

It’s been against society's rules, which I don’t.

Being born a girl in a patriarchy and being bi in a queerphobic land isn’t enough.

This hurts me.

Deeply.

Is this Goth enough or too sarcastic?

Anyway, to prove I’m goth I have to go to the big PTA meeting in the community center, walk right into the middle of that meeting and tape this wonderful sign with written on it “Fuck the conformists!” to their table.

What one due’s for their plans…

So I make my way there all alone since my co-conspirators against King Big Ass are all busy with preparations for our plan.

The PTA meeting is a bomb to go off any second as I walk in. The adults literally talk over each other. They are angry, all right.

I feel kind of awkward standing so randomly there with my stupid sign and even more stupid Goth clothes.

I’m thinking about how to best tap the sign on the table and take the photo, as proof, without anybody seeing me when I hear Mr. Mash saying my name: “Thank you for coming, N.K. Everyone, this is the girl whose family just moved to town.”

A lot of preps stared at me.

I put up my middle finger at them.

No of course not, I waved awkwardly at them, but I got you all for a second, hehe.

“We've become very close friends.”, tells Mr. Marsh everybody. “This child and I witnessed something last night, and I'd like you to hear her story. Go ahead, kiddo.”

I blink.

What happened again last night?

Oh yeah, the space adventure.

“Some alien fuckers kidnapped us to probe us in the ass. Me and my best friend saved anybody on this ship and you Mr. Marsh just left us there.”, I deadpan.

No way, I gonna tell them, we girls crashed the UFO.

“N-Not really what I meant, kiddo.”, awkwardly Mr. Marsh rubs his neck.

It’s still for a few seconds.

“This is a waste of everyone's time!”, shouts a brown-haired man…I think it’s Leo’s dad. “If the PTA isn't going to do something about Taco Bell taking over then the rest of us parents will!”

“YEAH!”

“THAT'S RIGHT!”

 “Let's go!”

“COME ON!”

Following Leo’s dad all, besides the PTA members, leave.

Well, that could have gone better for them.

Not my problem.

I have to fulfill my quest.

As I’m about to tap my sign on the table, Mr. Marsh runs up to me and takes it from my hands.

“Look, I know how you're feeling, ok? But this isn't gonna solve anything. We've got to get inside that "Taco Bell" and find out what's really going on. Help me with that and I'll help you with this.”, promises Mr. Marsh.

“What do you want?”, I ask frowning. “That I do it like a Ninja and break in and search for some dirt on "Taco Bell"?”

“Exactly!”

He can’t be serious!

“I saw you on the ship - you have pretty good control over your farts and you have your Magical Girl Powers!”

….Magical what Girl powers?!

Heh?

What does he mean by that?

Last I checked I’m not Sailor Moon.

If I was Sailor Moon I would be soooo happy.

“Meet me in the bathroom. It's time for you to learn some REAL power.”

Still confused about what Mr. Marsh meant, I follow him to the bathroom.

And I need to learn a new fart technic.

Okay, I get that it’s useful, but still, bah!

Anyway, I master it and Mr. Marsh sends me off to my new quest.

Quests for quests and no end in sight.

Stupid game mechanics.

Frowing with crossed arms I stand before "Taco Bell".

I saw with my own eyes how a man got shot in the head just for asking questions.

Mr. Marsh was right.

It’s more than just to hide the fact that this "Taco Bell" is on UFO. This rip-off Man-in-black are hiding something.

I feel it.

It’s too dangerous to break in alone.

I need backup.

So I try to get someone to join me.

All besides Tammy are busy with preparations, but she tells me Stan can come along if we first help him with something.

This something is to get his phone back from his older sister.

Another quest?

Sure why not.

Not like I already have 30 or so!

Signing, I make my way back to the Eleven Kingdom.

“Your sister is a crazy nasty bitch!”, I tell Stan, as I, he, and Tammy make our way to "Taco Bell".

“Disgusting, absolute, disgusting!”, adds Tammy, checking her new cool fighter armor, courtesy of the elven, for any menstrual blood.

Yes, you read right.

Stan older sister used as attack bloody tampons on us!

“I’m sorry, girls, but imagine living with her 24/7!”, apologize Stan. “At last I have my phone back, really again, thank you.”

“Your welcome, but next time warn us.”, I make clear.

Finally, we are back at "Taco Bell" and I use Sneaky Squeaker, I fucking hate that I have to use it, to lead the two heavy armor soldiers away from the entrance.

Tammy sends me I look and I shrug just.

I know it is nasty, but we don’t have other means.

With the soldiers busy being distracted by the fart we three Ninja our way in.

“This place doesn't really look like a Taco Bell.”, points Stan out.

“It isn’t.”, answers Tammy. “It’s a UFO and they build a Military complex around it.”

“How do you know that?”

“You don’t see the giant UFO?”

“Also, it may be that Tammy and I got abducted by aliens last night and had to fight our way out of it.”, I add.

Stan just stares at us and lets out a long okay.

I have a feeling he saw and heard weirder shit in his life.

Must be a South Park thing.

Anyway, there is a lone soldier whom I lead with Sneaky Squeaker to the electrocuted puddle of water and then use my alien probe-thingy to teleport us to the roof.

We crawl all in the air conduction. After a few seconds, we find a meeting room full of people. We stop and listen.

“...but so far we have been unable to stop the UFO from leaking the toxic waste.”, say’s one of the Men-in-Black. “We've contained all we can but there are no guarantees an outbreak will not occur.”

An older man with an eye patch asks: “And does the alien liquid appear to have the same effect as... last time?”

Suddenly I feel how I shiver and my heart starts to race.

That voice…

I heard it somewhere before…

And if I look more at the Eye-Patch-Grandpa…the more I’m sure I saw I somewhere before.

I don’t like this feeling.

“I'm afraid so.”, answer him Men-in-Black. “When the alien waste reacts with organic material on Earth it turns things into... Nazi zombies.”

A window opens and a man in a Hawaii shirt is in a room behind it, walking really like a zombie and shouting in German.

…I’m imagining things or does he sound like Hitler?!

 “Nazi zombies, what a cliché!”, whispers Tammy.

Stan and I nod, and even the government guys are so done with this too. How often did they encounter this to be so dull about it?

Eye-Patch-Grandpa walks over to a whiteboard which has a drawing of South Park on it and explains to his men and woman: “All right, we're going to have to completely obliterate EVERYTHING in a three-block radius. Find locations for the bombs and bury it all. Then make up a fake story about an earthquake. We can contain the outbreak this time if we act quickly enough. Let's MOVE!”

All stand up to get out of the room.

Suddenly one of the government guys turns around.

He points at a little record on their table.

“Everything we've just talked about has been recorded onto this tape. I'm going to leave it alone here for a few minutes, then come back later and have it encrypted and locked away so nobody ever hears what was said in this meeting.”

“Yes. Good idea.”

With that, all leave the room.

“Well, how practically for us. That’s exactly what the PTA wants.”, I whisper to my friends.

Tammy and Stan nod.

“Adults are so stupid.”, points Stan out.

We start to crawl again, to find a way out of the air conduction.

I’m the first to jump out of it…at the same time as the Nazi Zombie breaks free and kills the soldiers before me!

Oh shit!

Stan, Tammy, and I need our collected forces to kill this overused cliché, but we manage.

“Oh my god! Why?!”, shouts Tammy.

“You guys stay here.”, I tell them. “I get the record and then we get out of here!”

“Hurry, dude!”, pleads Stan.

Fast I snatch the record up and then we three run out of the military complex.

What we see and encounter on our way back to the Elven Kingdom is fucking nuts.

The Nazi Zombies already spread!

So much for containing them!

I hope the adults can at least stop somehow the plan at bombing South Park.

Tammy decided to go with me to the PTA meeting, but first Jimmy ask us if we can help him get a flute.

Seems like we have to do some quests first.

And I still need to place Al Gore’s little machine underground.

The PTA can wait for a bit.

“Okay, we fought Nazi-Zombie-Cows to get Jimmy the flute, beat up an ex-vice president, then him again dressed up as ManBearPig and we meet a talking Christmas shit and his family.”

“Don’t forget all the hobos and Nazi Zombies we beat and/or killed up, Tam.”

“How can I when the Nazi Zombie cat nearly scratched me?! Do you think they can give rabies too, N.K.?”

“I sure hope they don’t.”

Yeah, as you can see Tammy and me had quite the adventures.

On one side it was good because we both level up and Tammy got with any fight better in our RPG, on the other side we both are stressed out.

And we still have our big plan for Cartman, when we just wanna chill and maybe watch a movie and eat some junk food.

At least, not only we gave the record to the PTA, but we also got the goddamn picture the Goths want, and after showing them how Goth I can dance, drink my coffee, and smoke they agree to participate in the RPG!

Yeah!

All is coming perfectly together.

Tammy and I hug each other before Cartman’s house.

Now we must separate before we can rejoin sides again.

“Good luck, with Cartman, sis.”, wishes me, Tammy. “I will see you on the other side.”

“I will see you on the other side.”, I repeat and we hug each other tight.

With that, I enter Kupa Keep.

First I see how Princess Kenny gives me a wink and a nod.

Okay, this means on her side all is according to plan.

Leo gives me a thumbs up, while I see how Token, Tweek, Craig and even Scott nod at me.

Awesome, they are on board too!

“My king.”, I call for Fatass. He is surely in the war tent. “I’m back with good news.”

King Chubby steps out of the war tent, a smile on his face.

“Ah, you have returned!”

“Yes, my lord. The Goths are on our side.”

“Awesome, come, Sir Douchebag, it is time to summon our forces! Simply call them here and your dedication to Kupa Keep will be complete! Climb the signal tower, Sir Douchebag. Call forth your new recruits!”, commands Cartman practically.

If all goes to plan this will be one of the last times he will give me a command.

I play my part.

I climb the carton tower and send with my phone a message to the Goth Kids.

When I climb down again, Cartman calls out: “Everyone gather around!”

We do as he says.

“While the rest of you have been picking your respective arses, Sir Douchebag has gone out and brought help to our kingdom.”, berates them Cartman. All play their role, looking disappointed at themselves. “Sir Douchebag, it is time to give you a title worthy of your deeds.”

“Will you finally use my real name?”, I ask with pretended hopefulness.

“I have something better! By the power of Mandaloth, third-born of the Redguard, and by the glory of Christ, I hereby anoint thee -- COMMANDER DOUCHEBAG! With all the rights and privileges accompanied therein!”

“Goddamit, Fatass is N.K. so complicated!”

And again I get ignored.

“Eric! ERIC!”, runs up Leo to us. He sends me a quick wink. This means we and the elven are ready for our plan or should I say trap for Cartman. “We know where the elves are hiding the Stick!”

“What? Really?”

“We just intercepted their messages on Twitter!”

“You mean you shot down their message raven.”

“R-right - w-we shot down their raven a-and the evil Elf King ha-has hidden the Stick inside his desk at school!”

“Of course! Kyle hid it in his desk! CITIZENS OF KUPA KEEP! WE KNOW WHERE THE ELVES ARE HIDING THE STICK! I told you they were cheating! NOW WE SHALL MARCH ON THE SCHOOL AND MAKE THE HALLWAYS DRIP WITH ELVEN BLOOD!”

“HUZZAH!”, we all shout.

It’s time to get this show on the roll!

Cartman will not get what hit him.

I’m already laughing inside gleefully imagining his stupid face.

He will pay for being such an enormous bastard to anyone!

I used JRPG Heroine: Dragon Master dress-up game for Tammy’s outfit. She has a purse with her since her class is a fighter and she fights like Tifa Lockheart from Final Fantasy. In the purse are things like smoke bombs or glitter to give a status effect on the enemy or stun them.

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This blog will stay for only uploading my FFs, whereas with the other I will do blog things :D

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Welcome to my second blog where I just complain about how it is to be a Fanfiction Writer, waiting for reviews that never come and doubting

To Belong

She was the weird foreign girl, he was the most useless Viking in the history of Berk. Together they were just Leandra and Hiccup. Two best friends who searched for their place in the world. Would their search for it unite or separate them?

I know I said I would write Gift of the Night Furries first but while I was writing I noted that it would be better to not include it. So this will be the last chapter of the FanFic.

I hope you can respect my decision.

Please enjoy the last chapter and read the author’s note at the end.

Chapter 7

Leandra wakes up from the now familiar wails of her little brother. Starchaser, who sleeps beside her bed, whines and holds her ear plates down to block the sound.

With a yawn and a pat to her dragon, Leandra walks to Ulf’s room. The little baby is crying in his crib, waving his little fists around, and being generally unhappy.

“Morning Ulfi.”, coo Leandra at him, carefully picking him up. “Someone woke up with the wrong feet, eh?”

That’s when she smells it.

Wrinkling her nose, she holds him away.

“Or should I say, you woke up because you have gone number two.”

As an answer, Ulf just wails more.

Well, time to change his diaper.

The black-haired girl is nearly done when Sigrùn comes into the room. Her red hair is a chaotic mess and she has black rings under her eyes.

“Leandra, you don’t have to do this every day.”, yawns her stepmother.

“I like to help.”, she replies simply and rocks the now happy Ulf in her arms.

“Still, I thought you would prefer to go flying with Starchaser or spend your time with Hiccup since he woke up a few days ago.”, wonders Sigrùn, scratching her head.

Hearing the name of her best friend aka. impossible love Leandra makes a face hands the babbling Ulf to Sigrùn and walks past them into her room.

“He is perfectly fine on his own. He doesn’t need me.”, she mumbles. “Besides it better to go distant already before I leave this miserable rock.”

“What was that?”

“I said, I can’t wait for breakfast, I will fly a short round with Starchaser.”

“Oh, all right, sweetheart.”

Leandra rolls her eyes.

So now she is sweetheart. Since she came back from the Battle of the Red Death Sigrùn toned up being a mom to her.

It was pathetic.

Now, after she killed a giant dragon and became an honorary Viking, she gets called pet names.

Stupid bitch.

In the end, she did take Starchaser to an early morning flight and came back for breakfast.

Leandra eats her oatmeal with zero joy, watching how her parents flatter around Ulf, her, and even Starchaser.

God, she wants to barf.

It’s like they are a little perfect family.

Starchaser gets pats and extra treats, Ulf gets babied and she gets praised for being such a good dragon rider and being Gothi’s apprentice.

Before they made peace with the dragons and Ulf was born, she had to endure how her parents encourage her to be more Viking-like to fit in.

Now she could be herself.

Again, she wants to barf.

 A bunch of hypocrites they are.

She eats her last bite of oatmeal and stands up.

“I need to get to Gothi.”, she informs them.

Her papi waves her over and gives her a kiss on the forehead.

“Good work day, mi amor.”

“Gracias papi.”

Sigrùn with Ulf in her arms joins them and gives her actually a kiss on the head.

What the heck?!

“Have fun, pumpkin.”

Oh, now she is also pumpkin?

The black-haired girl feels formally how she is getting angry.

What is this we-are-a-happy-family-play her parents have going on?!

To distract herself she kisses Ulf’s tiny forehead and calls for Starchaser.

She needs to get out of this house before she loses her nerves.

Harvesting the healing herbs for Gothi helps her a lot to not think about what dumb sheep her parents actually are.

She can’t comprehend how they have gone from you-need-to-be-a-Viking to supportive be-who-you-are-you-are-perfect.

It’s just like Hiccup with his dad and the whole village.

Not that she talked much to him this past day, but she has eyes.

And she sees how everybody treats him like a hero and how proud his dad is now, when not even a month ago he was shunned and his dad was ashamed of him.

But other than her, Hiccup seems to enjoy the transformation and not question it.

Leandra signs and looks at Starchaser. Her dragon is playing with the butterflies in the field they are.

Absolutely adorable.

“You cutie.”, she cooed at her.

“Hey Lee!”, calls then Hiccup for her and Leandra has to force herself not to twitch at this.

With the fakest smile, she turns to him and yep Astrid and the whole gang and their dragons are with him.

Starchaser is the only one happy to see them since Toothless is there too. The two Night Furries purr and lick each other.

Must be nice to love and to be loved in return.

Is she jealous of her dragon?

Yes, she is.

“Hello Hiccup.”, she greets him and waves with fake friendliness at the other Viking teens. “Hello, guys. What brings you here?”

“We are doing a trick competition with our dragons. We wanted to see if you want to join.”, it’s actually Astrid who tells her this.

And she even smiles at her friendly.

Astrid was never friendly with her or even smiled at her.

It is creepy!

Even more, as the other teens join in to make her come with them.

They never cared for her and now they are best friends?

Maybe Hiccup can do it, but she still remembers how it had hurt to be outcasted and mocked by them.

“Sorry can’t. I still have to work with Gothi. Take Starchaser with you, she can show you alone some tricks.”

All look with disappointment at her.

Yep, so creepy.

“Ah, then maybe next time, I can show you my super cool trick 'Andra.”, say’s Snotloud with a wink.

Leandra gets goosebumps all over her body and feels the vomit coming up. Did Snotloud Jorgenson actually flirt with her and gave her a nickname?

She wants to die!

And take a long shower!

Not necessarily in that order, but still!

None of the boys ever flirt with her since she didn’t look like a Viking girl, yet being a dragon rider makes her suddenly pretty in their eyes?!

“Yeah, maybe, but I need to help Gothi more these days. Winter is coming soon and most of the healing herbs will not grow in this time.”, she explains and hopes this is the end of it.

Thankful it is and Hiccup and his Something-Girlfriend and his new best friends leave her alone.

Starchaser looks at her in a way that says are you sure I can go.

She nods at her dragon and gives her a tiny pet.

How long they are going to stay on Berk is still a mystery, Starchaser should enjoy the time she still has with Toothless.

And that’s how practically the next few weeks in her life are.

Leandra feels like she is in a bad play.

It is all so fake, wrong and anormal for her.

Not that she wants that Vikings and dragons are enemies again, but that world had made more sense to her.

Suddenly being loved and cherished by everyone makes her freak out internally.

Hiccup is the only one that enjoys it from what she sees.

She doesn’t get how he didn’t feel the same way she does.

Berk and his inhabitants have treated them like trash for years, but now after killing a giant dragon, making peace with the dragons, and being the first riders they are in the eyes of the population like the second coming of Christ.

She hopes god forgives her for this example, she couldn’t find a better one.

Currently, Leandra is leaning on Starchaser on the floor of the main room in their house, playing with Ulf in her arms, while her parents sit beside each other on the couch. Her father reads a book and Sigrùn is knitting a new blanket for the winter.

It is all so…domestic and peaceful.

So, so, weird.

The black-haired girl was starting to ask herself if somehow she died in the Battle of the Red Death and is now in this weird version of heaven where all was okey-dokey, without talking about the problems they had.

They just…moved on with their life.

Maybe she had finally reached her breaking point because she hears herself say: “So we don’t talk about that you guys practically wanted a Viking girl for years and after I helped to kill the Red Death I’m fine the way I am?”

Her parents stop what they are doing and look at her surprised. Even Starchaser gets tense.

She feels how her Night Furry practically wants to tell her that this isn’t a good idea, but Leandra can’t take it anymore.

“What do you mean by that sweetheart?”, ask Sigrùn blinking.

“This right there!”, Leandra gestures with Ulf’s rattle at her stepmother, while her brother tries to grip his toy. “You never used pet names for me, I was always Leandra and now I killed a giant-ass dragon and suddenly I’m sweetheart, pumpkin, and sweetie pie.”

That had been a shock when sweetie pie was used for the first time. Leandra had screamed a whole hour into her pillow.

“Leandra, langue!”

“My langue is the last problem this family has father. What’s up with you guys suddenly? I was never your perfect Viking child and now you are happy that I’m a Spanish dragon rider. You wanted for years that I forget my heritage!”, she accused them, waving the rattle wildly around.

Ulf frowns and tries to grab it.

Starchaser grumbles.

And her parents look with big eyes at her.

“We never wanted you to forget who you are, mi amor.”, says her father. “We just wanted you to fit in with the kids in your age group.”

Sigrùn nods.

“You know how Hiccup was shunned for being himself, we didn’t want that for you. We know now that we needed your and Hiccup’s way to change things for the better.”

“That’s it, that’s your excuse?”, scoffs Leandra. “How you guys any idea what this did to me? I felt I was not good enough for you, that I was wrong!”

“Mi amor!”

“Sweetheart!”

“Don’t call me by pet names, you don’t deserve that!”, Leandra screams and stands up.

Ulf looks at his big sister confused, while Starchaser croons at her human.

Her father stands up also and makes with his hand a calm down moment.

“Leandra, we never wanted to make you feel this way. We just thought we should help you to fit in on Berk.”

“We are sorry.”, adds Sigrùn. “It was the wrong way, we should have been more open-minded.”

“Indeed, you should have.”, agrees Leandra. “But why didn’t you talk with me after all that happened? I deserved an apology way earlier.”

There her parents twitch together.

“…You didn’t speak of it, so we thought it was all right?”

“REALLY, FATHER, REALLY!”, she shouts so loud and in turn, Ulf wails. “Oh, Ulfi sorry!”

Leandra tries to calm her brother down.

“Maybe we should talk about this when Ulf isn’t here. We will make him just upset.”, declares Sigrùn.

“Oh no, we talk about this now!”

“Leandra, your brother is crying and isn’t stopping, we need all to calm down.”

“So that you two don’t have to confront me, father?! I think not!”

“Listen, young lady-“

“Oh shut up Sigrùn, now you want to be a real mom! You are ten years too late.”

“Leandra Mirabel Alvarez, watch you tone!”

“Or what? I know what, I shit on this family, I shit on you two, I only care for Ulf and I will go back to Spain!”

After that declaration, only Ulf’s cries were heard.

Leandra tried to calm her brother down, rocking him back and forth, while Starchaser nosed and purred at the baby.

Gustavo and Sigrùn have turnend into stone. Did they hear right?

“You want to-“

“I’m going back to Spain, I have decided.”, says Leandra calmly to them. “I never was happy on this miserable rock, I want to live with Abuela.”

“Mi amor, we sure can find a better solution.”

“No, I’m done. I’m done with you guys, I’m done with Berk, I’m done with this whole situation. Starchaser and I will go to Spain and stay there. And you better don’t stop me or I will just run away. So accept my discussion or choke on a dick.”

Leandra ignores the offended sounds of her parents and turns to go to her room, Starchaser following after her.

She closes her door and puts her chair on the doorknob, so no one can come in.

Starchaser croons at her and Ulf looks at her, catching with one of his hands a bit of her hair.

“It’s the best.”, she says to her dragon. Then kisses Ulf’s tiny forehead. “You sleep in my bed with me today Ulfi. We will not have a lot of time anymore together.”

And so the three make themselves ready for bed.

Ignoring the pleads from behind the door, till they stop.

Maybe Gustavo and Sigrùn have finally given up since Leandra won’t.

“After Christmas.”, she mumbles to Starchaser to not wake up Ulf. “Or Snoggletog how they call it here. That’s the best time to fly to Spain. The winter storms calm down.”

Starchaser just croons at her girl.

Oh, how she would miss her mate…but Leandra was the next closest thing to a hatchling she has.

She would follow her to the ends of the world.

Still a tiny tear leaves the golden eyes of Starchaser.

Leandra closes her own eyes and tries to ignore what she saw.

This will be the best for everyone.

She is sure.

Leandra should have known that her parents wouldn’t simply accept her decision.

In the next days in the Alvarez-Jonnson household, you could hear often screaming matches between them.

Gustavo and Sigrùn tried to explain and excuse themselves, but Leandra was having non of it.

She brought up a lot of things that always rubbed her wrong.

She brought up how she nearly left Berk and they didn’t even notice.

They tried to tell her, that they thought she just couldn’t watch how Hiccup should slay the Monstrous Nightmare, and that’s why they didn’t search for her.

The black-haired girl had a tendency to disappear if she needed time to cool down from something.

What a weak excuse!

Today during their screaming match with her parents, Leandra had enough, she took Ulf and Starchaser and took a long flight with them.

Her only free day in the week and her parents had to get on her nerves with still trying to change her mind!

Angry she signs and cuddles Ulf, who is enjoying the flight. Her brother will be one day a great dragon rider, Leandra just feels it.

Starchaser grumbles at her in question.

“No Star, I’m done with all of this, father and Sigrùn can talk all they want till Christmas! We will leave after that and basta!”

“You will what?!”, shouts suddenly a voice in disbelief.

Leandra groans and turns her head.

Yup, it’s Hiccup and Toothless flying beside them.

Great, just great.

“Long time no see.”, she greets him drily. “You taking a flight alone? Where are your girlfriend and fan club?”

Hiccup splutters at her.

“A-Astrid isn’t my girlfriend and the gang isn’t my fan club!”

“Really? Could have fooled me.”

Leandra pets Starchaser’s side to make her fly faster so she doesn’t need to talk anymore with Hiccup, but her stubborn dragon stays on the side of her mate.

Again, great!

She doesn’t want to talk with Hiccup.

“Lee what’s wrong?”, asks her Hiccup desperate. “Since I woke up you are different and now you talk about how you want to leave why?”

“So you did notice.”, she scoffed and caresses Ulf’s chubby cheek. “And why are you shocked I always told you that I want to go back to my Abuela.”

“But-But why still? Now all is good on Berk and-“

She interrupts him and stares with fire in her brown eyes into his confused green eyes: “For this reason. Everybody treats us now like we are some kind of legendary heroes and like they always liked us when not even two months ago they couldn’t care less about us. This is so fake and wrong! You may be okay with that, but I won’t forget how they made me feel. They made me feel so bad about myself.”

Tears spring in her eyes and she turns away from Hiccup.

Ulf babbles at her, while Starchaser croons and finally flaps her wings faster.

They are gone from Hiccup and Toothless sight in mere seconds.

“Lee…!”, calls Hiccup for his best friend and has to fight his own tears.

He knows her, he knows she spoke the truth…that mean Leandra will leave Berk forever?

Toothless crooks at him sadly.

“Buddy we can’t let them.”, he tells his dragon, yet Toothless shakes his head. “What? You will let Starchaser go? But you are mates!”

The dragon nods and wishes he could tell his human that while he loves Starchaser, he knows that she can’t be separated from Leandra. It’s like with him and Hiccup. They are bonded in such a special way that being away from each other would hurt them.

Also, Leandra is the hatchling Starchaser always wished for and he couldn’t give her.

He won’t force his mate to decide between himself and being the mother she always wanted to be.

The brunette boy, of course, can’t hear what his dragon thoughts, but he has a feeling this runs deeper than he thinks.

Sadly he steers Toothless back to Berk.

Could he do something to change Leandra’s mind?

Or was all hope lost?

Deep down he knows the answer.

Leandra never wanted to stay on Berk. She missed Spain, the way of life there, and mostly her grandmother.

Now she had the possibility to go back home…who was he to chain her to Berk, making her more miserable?

Hiccup closes his eyes and silently cries.

He would miss her more than she would know, but he wouldn’t stand between her and her wishes.

Toothless also joins in and whines defeated.

If you truly love someone you let them go…if they are meant for you they would return…

He can only hope that this saying was true.

When Leandra, Ulf, and Starchaser return back home, no one is in the house.

Maybe her father and Sigrùn took a walk to clear their heads?

Well, better for them.

Leandra falls with Ulf in her arms in her bed tired.

What a shit day.

That’s when she sees how Starchaser is pawing at her closet and making frustrating noises.

“Star, what is it?”, she asks and puts Ulf on the bed.

Starchaser just whines and paws more at the closet.

“Okay, okay, you want me to open it or what?”

For that, she gets a nod from her dragon. Leandra raises her eyebrows and does it. Starchaser picks up her packed basket.

The one she prepared when it was time to leave Berk.

“Starchaser?”

Her dragon puts the basket on the ground, points at it with her snout, then at her saddle, and then at the window.

Is she understanding right?

“You want to leave now, Star?”, wants Leandra to know for sure.

Starchaser nods. She feels in her heart that her human hatchling has enough. Why should they wait any longer?

After a long time, a real smile forms on Leandra’s lips. She gives Starchaser a kiss on the head.

“Thank you.”

Faster than lighting Leandra undresses and dresses in the travel clothes she made in secret. A simple black tunic, with black pants, her fur boots, and a grey fur coat made out of a wolf’s pelt, which had cost her a lot when she had traded for it.

She clicks the basket on Starchaser’s saddle and they are ready.

Well almost.

Leandra kneels down beside her little brother on her bed. She caresses his little face and he grabs her fingers.

“Oh Ulfi, I don’t want to leave you.”, she signs sad, tears prickling her eyes. “I don’t want to leave you with father and Sigrùn, but you are too tiny for the voyage we are about to make.”

Softly she kisses his tiny forehead.

“I love you, Ulfi, never forget that.”

With that she takes him to his crib, he would be safer there till her parents returned, and then mounts Starchaser.

Her window is open before them and the first stars are appearing in the sky.

The black-haired girl pets the side of her trusted and beloved Night Furry.

“Let’s hit the road, Starchaser!”

Starchaser lets out an agreeing growl.

Not a second later they are out of the window, flying up into the sky.

Leandra looks for the last time back to Berk before she gives her personal hell the middle finger and turns Starchaser in the direction which will bring them to Spain.

“Go, girl, go!”, she shouts happily.

And with that Leandra Alvarez and her Night Furry Starchaser embark on their journey.

The only things that are left behind are three letters.

One for Leandra’s father and Sigrùn.

One for Ulf when he is older and can read.

And one for Hiccup and Toothless.

But these letters will be found late into the night after the whole village searched for the Spanish girl and her dragon.

What is written in the letters you ask?

Well, no Gustavo, no Sigrùn, and no Hiccup would ever tell you.

Yet you could see one emotion clearly in their eyes.

Regret.

The End!

And this FF is my second to be finished!

I’m so happy. :D

I hope you liked the chapter.

I will take now a three weeks break from this series before we start with the second book named UNITY!

Also the 19.03.2023 the new book should be online.

Always check my profile to be sure to not miss it!

Thanks for all your comments and support, without you readers a writer is nothing!

Have a nice day/night my loves!

15/10/23 Update I made an Epilogue

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I am a huge fan and I will be patient for any chapter that you write.

The headache is more metaphorically, but thank you :D

I will try to no stress out myself so much ^^