A great knight is expected to battle many dangers in life. From dangerous terrain to monsters larger than life, there’s no rest for the weary. My days are often faced with trials and tribulations only befitting a hero of legend.

Today was no different.

I conquered the darkness underneath my bed, undeterred by the monsters lurking within. I wrangled a furry four-legged beast into submission and even dared to confront the green demons that plagued my evening meal. Despite these obstacles, I made it through the day relatively unscathed. Or so I thought.

When subduing Max, our four-legged beast of legend, I was wounded in the most pitiful of ways. Max’s altercation with a squirrel led to chaos, and despite my super-strength, the leash I tethered to my furry friend dragged me to the ground. While I was able to control the beast in the end, the scrapes on my knees and elbows bore wounds so horrific, I may never walk again.

But I’m a hero.

I remained strong.

Well, until my evening bath.

That woman that cares for me attempted to remove my pants despite my protests that no fair maiden should witness wounds as bad as mine. But her words were kind, and my dissent soon withered under her persistence. Her eyes widened as she took in my body's trauma, but she claimed to have just the medication to fix it.

Her lips soon puckered, and she planted the softest kisses on each knee.

How dare she kiss me?

The great knight of legend does not require such treatment.

…

But my wounds did feel better.

I asked her to kiss them again, just to make sure they were okay.

After all, I, the great knight of legend, had to be ready for the battles of the next day.

Kiss and Make Up

Snow swirled on the rooftop of Neutron industries, Star City's tallest skyscraper, a modern day coliseum where those more than human did battle. Dr. Neutron was up to his old tricks again, threatening to detonate an electromagnetic pulse bomb, cripple the city's power grid and bring it to its knees. His eternal nemesis, Fuzion, had to stop him, like she always did. The two were locked in a standoff.

The superheroine powered up. Her long orange hair stood on end, her matching cape furiously flapped in the surge of power. Green nuclear flames raged in her pupils, matched her green domino mask. An explosion of swirling plasma exploded from Fuzion's fist. The mad doctor merely raised his gloved hand, absorbing the attack. Steam billowed from the glove.

"Good thing I'm wearing safety goggles, that would have singed my eyebrows. Don't tell me that was your best shot." Neutron smugly smiled at his adversary, running his hand through his wavy grey hair. "Allow me to retort." In Dr. Neutron's hand even the simplest objects could become weapons of mass destruction. He tightly packed a large snowball, tossing it lightly in his hand, letting the core form into pure hydrogen.

A weapon is only useful with a good delivery system, Neutron was a man of science, not an athlete, his throw landed at Fuzion's feet, no kaboom either.

Fuzion chuckled. "Good arm doc, that went a whole.....five feet." She teased.

"It's cold, haven't had time to let my arm warm up." Neutron windmilled his right arm trying to get the old blood flowing. "Give me one more try." Neutron began forming another weapon, a blast of green flames from Fuzion's eyes melted the snow around him.

"Come on Doc, why would I give you another chance? Running out of tricks already?" She mocked.

Neutron slyly smiled. "Far from it. Just needed you to stay still for a second, make sure the payload lands in the right spot." He turned his gaze upwards.

Fuzion followed suit. A clear dome descended from the clouds, slamming down around Fuzion, trapping her.

Neutron slowly paced around the dome. "This certainly fits the holiday aesthetic. Want me to toss in some snow and shake you around? Really get the snowglobe effect?" Neutron's sinister laugh echoed from the rooftop. Fuzion banged her fist on the dome. Neutron tapped on it.

"Punch it all you want, you're not going to break it. Nano carbon, one thousand times stronger than diamond, not even your immeasurable strength could crack it, much less destroy it. For your own safety I should let you know something, the material takes Newton's third law quite seriously." Neutron loved delivering a monologue, he didn't do it nearly enough for his liking.

Fuzion cocked her head curiously as she paced around the enclosure.

Neutron sighed. "If you attack it...it attacks you back. That's the point I was trying to make. Well no delaying the inevitable. I'll figure out what to do with you soon, but back to business. Take a look at those brilliant city lights darling, it's the last time anyone ever will. Enjoy the show." Neutron strolled along the rooftop to board his War Zeppelin, needed to make sure the bomb went off in precisely the right spot.

He decided to take one last look at his nemesis in the light. She was gone. Neutron lifted his goggles, squinting through the snowflakes. A gust of warm air tickled his ear, soft lips pressed against it.

"Another swing and a miss. You really thought that would work? Didn't you?" Fuzion whispered softly.

"How did you?"

Fuzion reached down into her boot, Neutron snuck a peek down her cleavage, Fuzion noticed. She retrieved a small glass tube filled with a swirling galaxy. "Borrowed this from you, came in handy."

"That's where my short range wormhole generator went. I've been looking for that. You never cease to amaze me." Neutron embraced Fuzion, planting a deep kiss on her lips.

"How DARE you kiss me!? Do it again....please." Fuzion asked sheepishly.

Neutron laughed, a wholesome laugh this time around. "Knew that would make you break character. Can I ask a favor honey?"

Fuzion snuck in another kiss. "Shoot."

"How come I always have to lose? Be nice to have at least one victory during our sparring sessions." Neutron admitted.

Fuzion flipped her hair back, she leaned in close to whisper into his ear again. "If the hero doesn't win, it's not a happy ending. I know how much you like those...." She purred, taking Neutron's hand, leading him up the steps onto the War Zeppelin.

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A small crowd circles around us.

“How dare you put your lips on me?!”

Maya closes the distance between us and whispers in my ear.

“Can you… do it again?”

“Why?“

“Just… do it, please.”

She gives me the biggest puppy eyes ever seen, and it melts away any resistance I have to her request.

“Fine.”

I reach in to kiss her. Once again, she punches me. This time, it sends me to the ground.

“Ack! What the hell?!”

The crowd cheers, taunting me relentlessly. Apparently, I’m not in Maya’s “league”.

She grabs me by the shirt in exaggerated fashion.

“Moron! You think you’re in my league?! Don’t make me laugh!”

Maya looks around, like she’s waiting for them to be distracted. Then she whispers in my ear again.

“Sorry about that.”

“Whaddya mean-“

She covers my mouth.

“Lower your voice. They’ll hear us.”

“Just why did you do that?”

“Look, my friends saw you talking to me. And… I need to prove that I’m not dating you.”

“Why not just tell me to brush you off? Why make me look like some stupid pervert?”

“I… didn’t think it through.”

“Clearly.”

She frowns.

“Whatever. You just, uh, fall back down and scurry off. I’ll make it up you later.”

“You better!”

I pretend to stumble, before falling to the ground again.

“Ah… ah…. AHHHHHHH! Umf!”

The crowd loses it.

I pick myself up. She has to pay me back for this.

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(Oh no, oh why, THIS was not the outcome I wanted with my prank, Oh god) Isade thinks as she runs through woods. Her transformation spell has hit the territory's lord instead of his unfit and ill-behaving lackey. Unfortunately, after running for a hour. She is almost out of stamina and she just barely can hear dogs being unleashed and town bell being rang.

She takes a quick break then starts jogging but, it is only delaying. A hunter and it's dog catch up to her. A throwing dagger leaves the hunter's hand and flies in the air towards Isade's right leg a loud cling of a two metals hitting each other is heard both hunter and prey look in pure astonishment around them.

While somebody from an unknown position readies another arrow and holds in the pull hand another arrow. Hunter unleashes the dog and second arrow flies out impales the dog's heart and before the hunter could mutter a word, third arrow sticks into his shoulder and enters deep. Isade gets new strength from this and starts running.

(Whoever just shot those, thank you so much) Isade thinks as she continues running and as sun is going down she arrives on a border of the territories owned by different lords. She is spent but, last hope is crossing the border. She can barely hear it again but, those who are after her are getting closer. She starts crawling the rocky road.

She gets on the other side of the border and lays down panting from all of the physical exertion she has faced today. Pursuers approach her and are about to cross the border 'HALT!' somebody shouts, pursuers stop immediately. Isade reaches through her memory... It sounded familiar but, tone is so much more different. There is strength, authority and great intimidation in it.

'Please, do step over the border, if you want an arrow through your throat. I can take you all on. COME AT ME!' a man shouted. Isade though, can't muster strength to even look and finally releases her consciousness and faints. 'She is a criminal, she has broken our laws' lackey who Isade very much hated said.

'You know the oath, WHELP!' Jan shouted 'Don't even think about throwing anything or readying a bow, I have all of you dead to rights, turn around and walk away' Jan commands 'Boss, we should go...' one of the underlings of the lackey says 'Why?' lackey asks confused and irritated greatly by the tone of fear in his underling's voice.

'That's him, "Bow of Ressew"' the grunt said 'Impossible!' lackey shouted and looks at the ranger 'Believe him, walk! Now!' Jan commands. Lackey clearly is going to defy but, his grunts pull him back 'Boss, don't! I am not kidding, he could take on two dozen of us and would just call it a warm up' one of the grunts said.

'I am going to count this as border incident in five... Four...' Jan said and started counting. Pursuers finally abandon the chase completely. Jan waits bow still ready to shoot and follows the pursuit abandoning people for a while with his aim, then he resets the string puts the arrow away then sheathes the bow on his body.

He picks up Isade and looks at the face for a while (Isade... What have you gotten yourself into this time?) Jan thought feeling guilty of whole situation when he recognizes the woman as the same girl who attended the same school but, different courses. One who did prank him multiple times but, once, save his life from a possibly deadly archery accident.

Isade is insensible unfortunately and probably won't wake up for a while. Jan goes to his horse and set Isade in a manner he still can support her, so she won't fall off and then gets on his horse too and careful ride to Jan's home begins. It isn't fancy what would expect from somebody with such tittle from that battle between the territory lords.

Jan nurses Isade but, physical extortion Isade put herself through requires mostly rest... Jan is very worried though and stays up all night. Order to keep Isade's recovery at best rate to his knowledge. He has set Isade to lie on a big seat made from hay, placed a pillow under her head and covered her with a duvet.

Night passes into morning which turns to mid day. Jan was listening for breath and was raising his head away thinking Isade was going to calmly wake up but, Isade raised immediately and opens her eyes. Her lips making contact with Jan's own lips both in complete shock of the moment but, break off as quickly as it happened 'How dare you kiss me!?' Isade shouted kneads her eyes to get all what is bothering her sight out of her eyes.

She gasps from surprise recognizing Jan who has backed off to give space for Isade 'Jan?' Isade asks trying to get confirmation from the man 'Sorry Isade' Jan said greatly regretting what happened 'You... Kept your promise...' Isade said and motions Jan to come closer. Seeing Jan's face again. She is absolutely sure this is the boy she saved back then.

Jan comes closer and sits down next to of Isade but, looking past her ashamed to look in to her eyes right now. 'Do it again... Please' Isade said. Jan hesitates and turns his face slightly away from Isade. She lightly and gently turns Jan's face to her and they kiss again. They hug, Isade tightly and Jan lightly fearing that he could hurt her.

Jennette could barely breathe, she was so frustrated.
She was pacing back and forth in front of Shawn. She was so tired of hiding the fact that she was so madly in love with this man. She couldn’t tell him, as he was still clearly hurting after having his heart broken by Belinda almost two months earlier. He caught Belinda in bed with Marcus, who was supposed to be Shawn’s best friend. Welp, at least Belinda saved Shawn hella money by cheating…Shawn was set to buy her an engagement ring. Hell, no.
Jennette and Shawn had known each other through karaoke, their favorite hobby, for the last two years. Over the last couple of months, Shawn had confided in Jennette everything going on with the demise of his relationship with Belinda. Shawn found Jennette so easy to talk to. Jennette didn’t mind…she knew what it was like to have her heart completely shattered. She appreciated the support she’d had and promised God she would someday return the favor. Jennette came to find Shawn kind, open minded…charming…hilarious. Soon enough, she found herself falling for him.
Shawn didn’t want Belinda back…but he also wished she knew how incredibly hurtful her actions were. He wished she felt how he had felt. He had expressed this to Jennette numerous times. Jennette had been empathetic and never tried to deny Shawn the space to express himself. It took Jennette so much energy not to tell Shawn that it was killing her to see him hurting like this…she didn’t want to make their friendship awkward…but the heart wants what it wants.
Today was when the shit hit the fan. Shawn was ranting to Jennette again about heartbreak in general. He felt he would be done with love for good. That he SHOULD be done with love for good.
“Shawn, you’re 34. My mom is 20 years older than you and is marrying her soulmate within a month. I just….” Jennette stammered. She took a breath…Shawn started at the floor in front of him. Jennette waited for him to glance her way. Nothing. She flailed her arms.
“I…Jenn, there’s nothing more that I need to say. I am too afraid to go through all of this shit again.”
Jennette continued to pace. She was wringing her hands. She realized she was in too deep and backing out wasn’t going to be an option. But she wasn’t sure what to say next…
Shawn was confused as to why Jennette seemed so invested in getting him to open up his heart again. Why was she so frustrated?
“Shawn, you can’t let that bitch ruin love for you. You shouldn’t let any woman who breaks your heart ruin love for you,” Jennette finally replied, voice shaking from nerves.
“I’m not letting that bitch do anything. The fuck are you….are you okay?”
“No, Shawn. Okay…I, I just…” Jennette’s hands fell to her sides. “I’m not.”
‘What the fuck…’ Shawn thought. He stood up. “I don’t get why you are so into this. You’ve been acting weird lately.”
Jennette stopped and looked at Shawn as though he grew another set of legs. Shawn continued. “You’ve been so supportive with listening and advice, but today you seem frustrated with it. I don’t give two shits about Belinda. I just…” Shawn took a hit of his vape, “I just need to just let myself believe karma will take care of it and relax.” Shawn couldn’t tell Jennette the truth…he was enamored with her. He loved her light brown hair, long legs and beautiful curves. Her heart was even sweeter and sexier.
Jennette shook her head and rolled her eyes. “So then why don’t you?”
“Why…wha…what does it matter?”
“I just…” Jennette took a breath…”I hate to see you like this. It’s starting to kill me.”
“I appreciate the support, Jenn, I really do. I just don’t don’t think love is worth it. Maybe my mind’ll change someday…I don’t fuckin’ know…Maybe love just isn’t worth my time?”
Jennette was tired of this. She accepted the risk of lookin absolutely crazy….but worried about the dynamics of the connection she had with Shawn would change negatively. She turned to Shawn.
“You’re fucking ridiculous,” Jennette replied, walking closer to Shawn. “This is bullshit.”
Shawn wasn’t sure what he was hearing. “Excuse me?”
Jennette gently grabbed Shawns face, and kissed him for a few seconds. It was a kiss of love, passion, and pent up frustration. Shawn was still bewildered by what Jennette had said. It took him a few more seconds before he could begin to process what had even happened next.
‘Jennette just kissed me mid-rant,’ thought Shawn, ‘…what the fuck?’ Shawn couldn’t make sense of what had all happened within the last minute. He thought Jennette was acting weird.
“How…how dare you kiss me? The fuck is….” Shawn wasn’t sure what to say. He trailed off realizing what Jennette had done, and he was stunned silent once again.
Jennette was stunned by his reaction. She assumed he wasn’t happy with her…was the friendship over? Did she cross a line? She felt incredibly mortified. She felt the need to leave Shawn’s apartment.
“Oh my God,” she gasped, looking at Shawn, “I’m so sorry.” She grabbed her coat and started heading for the door.
Shawn didn’t want her to go. ‘Holy, shit….she wanted me, too…just like I want her…’, thought Shawn. ‘Fuck, I’m an asshole! FUCK!’ He wasn’t sure what to say to Jennette to make her stop.
Jennette opened the door and started for the hall. She made it halfway to the elevator when she felt someone grab her wrist.
Shawn.
Jennette felt as though she was going to have a panic attack. She was so embarrassed. She was on the verge of tears. Shawn sensed her panic. He gently cupped her face in his hands.
“Do it again.”
Jennette wasn’t sure if he was serious. “What?”
Shawn smiled. “This,” he whispered, as he kissed Jennette softly. Jennette almost became a puddle in that moment. When they broke apart, Jennette couldn’t speak for a moment…she took Shawn’s and they walked back towards his apartment. When they got back inside, Jennette shut the door and wouldn’t let Shawn’s hand go immediately.
“Wow,” Jennette said, beaming.
Shawn placed his hands on Jennette’s waist. “I’ve been wanting to do that for weeks now…I was nervous to tell you…didn’t want to turn you away.”
Jennette placed her arms around Shawn. “Turn me away? No…that was way too fun.
Shawn was hungry for more. “Do it again…?”
Jennette smiled, as they locked lips passionately.

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'Did she just...kiss him?' He wondered, still unable to process what was currently happening at the moment. All this time he thought she was simply , like most bosses, bigoted, hot headed, arrogant,snobby, and racially bigoted woman who looked down on him due his economic status, employer status, and.... ethncity....or at least he thought!but she is actually kissing him..... on the lips!...she had a boyfriend, or at least assumed was her boyfriend....who was always making her laugh in her glass office.... pats here and there on the shoulder and arms.this wasn't making sense.

What did it all mean when she would berate him, coldly dismiss his pleas when he tried to let him explain to her on how some projects, or assignments, or business trips that went south, were not even his fault, and that denise was being too stuborn to even do the work, forcing him to finish a specific type of job he didnt know how to do, and yet somehow get away with it scot free! at one time even attempted to casually guess what his ethnicity was, on a remark about how he should be familair with making food for her bosses mexican styled party.....she was obviously wrong. He hated her, with all his guts, yet, unexpectedly, that seems to be changing.

"I'm sorry!" she stammered, like a solider admitting to thier commanding officer on how out line they were. Octavio's mind, despite all the reasons why he should'nt do what he was about to do, such as, she's his boss, she's his boss......and...she's his boss!...., blurted out, "how dare you??...Do it again..", * "what?"*, "do it again!...please!" He pleaded. He never even had an attraction for her in the first place, he wasn't even her assistant, just some guy who works around the corner of her office floor who was trying to turn in some papers, they forgot to account for in an earlier business meeting! Yet, after the first and currently second kiss they're sharing....things have turned interesting, in a neutral way of course, but not a very good one.

Is that why she recently added those curtains in her office? When did she have these feelings? He wasn't even tall, and at best was at least a 6,Why is he thinking of all of this? He thought.

"I don't have anything to say" she says nonchalantly, like a child who knew they were getting the dollar they're owed by thier friend the next day. He said nothing in return, just blankly staring. What could he say? "How?". She knew what he meant. But what could she say? She just fell for him 20 seconds ago, right before kissing him. "I don't know, things just happen. Now, I've set a dinner reservation at the Caracalla, be there by 7. You're dismissed."

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