Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36570662-20190114194829/@comment-37150451-20190128062246

DSL, get ready for some cringey romance stuff. And everyone, enjoy!

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Isla

God no.

Thor no.

Please, NO!

Aud wiggled her eyes (which I’ll admit, it was hilarious), at Michael and I, and I glared at her. My dangerous death glare. So, after I trained Aud a few ‘stuff’, Michael shows up and we start talking and ALL OF A SUDDEN Aud is acting as if WE ARE MORE THAN FRIENDS!

Is this going to happen every single time Michael and I talk to each other?

Or is this also going to happen every single time I talk to a random boy?

Dear Thor,

Please, PLEASE, do you think Aud thinks Fishbone Haddock (Michael) and I are more than friends? I hope she is not another shipper of ‘Michla’.

If she does think that and ships us, I wouldn’t know what to do anymore.

I hope she doesn’t.

Thinking of it more, does everyone else thinks this?

If there is any way to stop this, Thor, I’ll be very happy.

Amen.

I don’t know if it was just my imagination, (most likely was), I could hear Thor responding to me, with an answer I do NOT want to hear…

''I ship Michla too. You two are cute together!''

Please, Thor! PLEASE!

It’s true.

OK, there is no way Thor could respond to me, so I hope I wasn’t thinking that I ship Michael and I too.

“Welp! I better get going then...I should leave you two to your...training,” Aud smirked, doing yet another cheeky look at me, before running away. Which was good because I was ready to take. Her. Down. Big. Time. I guess she is lucky I taught her how to defend herself from crazy, weird people like me. Michale and I stood there in awkward silence.

“Er…” Michael spoke up. “Did she—”

“No she didn’t,” I interrupted him.

“You didn’t know what I was going to say! I was going to say, did Aud just—”

“No.”

“HOW do you know what I’m going to say. DID AUD JUST—”

“No, she didn’t do that at all.”

Michael threw his hands up in the air. “You know what? I give up!” I laughed at him. I actually knew he was going to mention what Aud was acting like. Like Michael and I like each other. So I just had to interrupt him.

“So, to training,” I smirked, throwing him a sword.

“Fight me, Fishbone.”



After an hour and a half of training, it was time to stop. He was doing better than last time. I lead Michael over to the Clubhouse for a drink. I went to the fridge and got a cold drink for both of us. Kate then entered but paused, looking at Michael suspiciously. “Uh, Isla?” she asked. “Who…”

“Oh right!” I facepalmed myself. “Kate, meet Michael. Michael, meet Kate.” Michael and Kate shook hands. “So everyday I’ll be bringing Michael here so I could train him.”

Kate nodded slowly. “Train for what though?”

“Well, my friend,” I threw my arms around Kate’s shoulders and pointed at Michael. “Michael here, is a descendent of Hiccup Haddock and Astrid Hofferson.” Kate gasped. I’m pretty sure she was a fan of them too.

“Woah!” Kate said. “T-that’s awesome!”

“Thanks,” Michael smiled sweetly. I nearly drooled at that smile… “Though I have a brother, so Isla has to train me and in a month, my brother and I will fight for the role as Chief.”

After a bit more talking, Aud and Rita turned up for an important meeting. They explained to us that they have to go find their father, and I widened my eyes. I thought back to when we fought their dad’s friends. No, this man and his friends are dangerous.

“Hmm. Isla and I have dealt with your dad before. He has buddies and easily slipped from our hands. I’d be very careful on who you trust and what you do,” Michael advised. I nodded in agreement.

“Thanks, Michael. We will,” Rita answered.

When they hugged everyone goodbye, Michael and I went up to them. “You sure you’ll be OK?” I worriedly asked.

“Yes,” Rita replied.

“Promise?”

“Uh huh.”

“Pinky promise?”

“Uh…we’ll be OK.”

“OK, Aud, you know how to defend yourself. Rita, I haven’t trained you yet,” I said sternly. “If someone grabs you…” I pulled Michael to me. “Hold my shoulders,” I ordered. He did it. “OK, if someone has got you like that…” I elbowed Michael in the gut and pushed him over. “You do that. You make sure they stay on the ground before running away. Got it?”

Rita, however, was shocked. “Uh, Michael!” She started forward but I stopped her. Aud was just trying to hold in her laugh.

“No, no. He’s fine!” I shook my head. “I was just doing a demonstration of how to defend yourself!”

“Hey, you OK?” Aud asked Michael.

Michael clumsily got up and held his stomach. “Ugh…” he moaned. “I’m…fine…” He glared at me. I just smirked. “Just, uh…” he continued. “Hope…you’ll be…good…” He nearly fell over in pain again.

“Thanks, Michael. And…Isla,” they both said.

“Now, off you go,” I ordered. “Go kick papa’s butt.” (Thanks, Hictooth, for that saying) After watching them leave, I introduced Michael to Aidan and then we both went outside. Michael whistled and then a green Gronkle came to us. I giggled.

“Yeah, I know,” Michael laughed. “This is my grandma’s dragon. I asked if I could borrow him to get here.”

I pat the Gronckle’s head before he ran off to play with Inferno. “What’s his name?”

“Fatty.”

I burst out laughing. “What?!” I laughed again.

Michael just shrugged and laughed along with me. “My grandma has a wild imagination for names.”

“Your grandma is awesome,” I joked. He rolled his eyes, and then just stared at me.

I stared at him.

He stared at me.

I stared at him.

''Is someone taking over my body?! ''I thought. ''Quit staring at him! ''I immediately looked away.

“You OK?” Michael asked, coming closer to me.

“Yeah…” I answered. Michael looked as if he didn’t believe me.

“OK, OK. I’m just really worried for Aud and Rita,” I admitted. It really was true though. They are both my best friends, and now they are heading off towards a mad, drunk man with his good ‘buddies’. Oh, and not to mention Ar, mysteriously disappearing.

“Hey, it’s OK,” Michael put his hand on my shoulder. “You…taught them how to defend themselves…with me as your demonstration,” he winked at me and I laughed. “They’ll be fine, and your other friend, Ar, should be…somewhere…OK…” I smiled at him.

His forest green eyes made me lost in my own world. His kind, sweet smile made me feel safe and happy. His touch…it made me feel…calm…

Everything about him, makes me feel…

Complete.

Maybe we make our bond obvious, I thought.

And maybe, for once, I'm fine with this 'ship'.

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THE MICHLA SHIP HAS SET SAIL!