Big Time Boyfriend part 79

One of my best friends is dead. There are no words. There are no warnings either, thank God. And I have to go on, pretending everything is normal too, because my mom knew very little about him. Greaaat. -_- Well twenty is already starting off SPECTACULARLY. Ugh, enjoy the update. I may post another story today too, I'm not sure. But the next TFDIATH to be mega-angst.

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Episode 79: Post-birthday pow-wow

"Thanks for everything," Katie smiled, falling asleep on Carlos' lap. He looked at the little girl and smiled, but it quickly faded. He couldn't have her. She was Kendall's girlfriend.

"I know that look," James whispered.

"I didn't mean to James," Carlos answered. "I swear I didn't. She's just... Well, she's amazing."

"She's a gem," James agreed. "Kinda crazy how the last couple of months have gone, huh?"

"Yeah," Carlos whispered. Camille noticed Logan had the car and signaled everyone to head out.

"Why was she so upset though?" James asked.

"She cut again, and diva pants (AHAHAHA! Sorry, I have a certain blonde girl in my life who I hate and I nicknamed her diva pants. :P Carry on.) convinced her she was the reason Kendall has bulimia and called her out on the cuts," Carlos explained.

"What the fuck is wrong with Jo?!" James growled as they got in the car. "Mama Knight told me that he's been doing it since he started dating JO. Katie made it stop for a while." Carlos shrugged, settling in for the hour-long car ride.

WHEN THEY REACHED THE PALMWOODS:

Carlos put Katie in bed before going downstairs to the kitchen to get food.

"Hey Carlos? Why was she crying?" Camille asked.

"Umm, she was just, uh-"

"Jo showed up and screwed with her head," Lucy said, looking at Carlos for permission to continue.

"Yeah, she was a complete bitch and told K that she broke Kendall," Carlos finished.

"God, why can she not just be a diva in her own little world and leave us the hell alone?!" Camille growled. "Katie didn't do anything!"

"Um, well...." Carlos chewed on his lip. "She... she relapsed again."

"WHAT?!" Camille shrieked.

"Chill Camille, she gave me the knife," Carlos said.

"How bad are her arms?" Logan asked.

"She wouldn't show me," Carlos fibbed. "Hey wait isn't Annie supposed to be home from clubbing soon?"

"Aw crap yeah I gotta go guys," Lucy said.

"I'll walk you down to the elevators," James said, standing up.

"Thanks," Lucy said with a small smile. She waved goodbye to everyone as she followed James out the door. "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Shoot," James smiled.

"Why were Annie's sheets wet this morning?"

Big Time Boyfriend part 78

And thus ends my birthday super-update! :D We will be back to our regular schedule tomorrow, but this was SOOOOOOO fun. :D Also, no warnings in this one! :P So let's get straight to it, shall we?

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Episode 78: Dances with tickets

"Alright no more tears," Carlos said, pulling Katie back to look at her. "We're going to go have fun."

"H-how," She sniffled.

"You'll see," Carlos smiled. "Come on."

"C-can I at least put the shirt back on?" Katie asked softly. Carlos nodded and grabbed it for her. She slid it on quickly before taking Carlos' hand and let him lead her over to James.

"Hey guys!" James cheered, turning around.

"Hey, help us win another huge ribbon of tickets?" Carlos asked softly.

"Sure!" James smiled, noticing Katie hiding behind his friend. He figured if he needed to know he'd be told. Besides, he wanted to make Katie smile again. He worked the machine just right and got another five hundred. "And now, deal or no deal?"  Katie giggled, following the two boys over to the game, the three of them winning another eight hundred tickets.

"Come on!" Carlos said, tugging Katie along.

"Ow, Carlos my wrist," Katie whined.

"Oh, sorry," He said, dropping a hold of it and slowing down.

"S'okay," Katie mumbled.

"Come on! We're gonna get you the biggest prize in here!" Carlos cheered, bouncing over to the counter. Katie decided on a jumbo Perry the Platypus that she thought would look awesome in the room.

"There you guys are!" Camille said when they walked back to the table, eyeing the giant toy wearily.

"Sorry, just having fun," Katie giggled. Camille smiled, grabbing a slice of pizza. They ate and talked happily the rest of the time.

"Oh by the way, Kendall sent you a little present," James finally said with a smirk, handing her a little box. Katie opened it, finding a bracelet with four tickets for Six Flags behind it. Tears of joy welled in her eyes, taking the bracelet in her hands. A beautiful golden chain with two little charms in the middle; both K's. Carlos smiled, helping her put it on.

"There, now you'll always have a piece of him," Carlos smiled. Katie sighed. The only thing that would make the moment absolutely perfect was if Kendall was there.

"How's he doing?" Katie asked suddenly.

"He's doing really good," James smiled. Katie beamed, leaning against Carlos with a small yawn. Camille giggled, whispering to Logan to bring the car around.

"Thanks," Katie whispered sleepily.

"For what?" Carlos asked, pulling her on to his lap.

"Everything," Katie smiled, falling asleep.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 77

Okay, in my head-canon, Jo is a BITCH. Thus, this update. Also, WARNINGS: Mentions of a past eating disorder, DEFINITE mentions of self-harm (mostly the aftermath), and lots of crying. And a bitch being a bitch. :P YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Now enjoy. :D

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Episode 77: PARTY PARTY TIME PARTY TIME CRASHER

(Okay so I really can't figure out how to get to the part I want, so i'm just gonna give you bare minimum up here and then get to the story. The surprise party was at that place that I can't remember the name of that has bowling and an arcade and stuff and I'm at the table checking my phone. K, story time. :)

"Well well, look who it is," Katie heard a voice from behind say. She turned to see a tall blonde with big curls and a perfect pout on her face

"Can I help you?" She asked.

"Oh no, not at this point," The girl said. "No, you've already stolen my boyfriend and corrupted him. It's all YOUR fault Kendall is broken bitch!"

"Who the hell do you think you are?! I didn't do anything to your stupid boyfriend!" Katie shouted.

"Oh, but you're the little slut who's dating Kendall Knight, aren't you?" The blonde hissed. Katie's eyes widened; This was his ex, Jo.

"What the hell do you want with me?" Katie asked. "In case you haven't noticed, he isn't here!"

"That's right, because he's in rehab for bulimia!" Jo shrieked. "He was NEVER purging when I was dating him! You ruined his life you emo little freak!"

"Jo! Can I help you?" Lucy asked, butting in.

"Oh no, don't you take her side!" Jo shouted. "He was NEVER like that when I was dating him! It's that little cutter's fault!"

"She's stopped and it's none of your fucking business Jo," Lucy said with a sugar sweet voice.

"Oh no she hasn't, just look at her arms," Jo hissed, noticing the color had drained from Katie's face. "That's right, I see those cuts! How fresh, hmm?"

"I think you should go, and DON'T make me call security," Lucy said. Jo stomped off like the diva she had become. Lucy waited until she was out of sight before she turned to Katie, who was crying.

"I-is she right? Did I break him?" Katie cried.

"Hell no, now show me your arms," She asked gently. Katie shakily rolled up her sleeves, taking off all her bracelets, revealing the gashes in her skin.

"Th-theres more farther up," Katie cried.

Lucy frowned. "What did you use?"

"Carlos' pocket knife," Katie sobbed. "P-p-please don't tell them Lucy! Carlos'll hate me!"

"No, he won't," Lucy said, looking up when Carlos came around the corner.

"Hey! guess who just won the bonus on the ticket blaster?" He asked smugly. He looked at the two girls and his smile faded instantly. "What's wrong?"

Katie took the knife out of her bag and handed it to Carlos, handing it to him. "K-K-Katie?" She threw herself on to him, sobbing. He wrapped his arms around her, breaking down into tears himself. "Why K? Why?"

"Y-y-you hated me for w-w-what I did this morning and I hated myself and I-I-I broke Kendall!" Katie sobbed. Carlos held her close, rocking her in his arms.

"Katie listen to me, I will never, EVER hate you, EVER," Carlos declared. "You could kiss girls, smoke weed, pole dance and I still wouldn't hate you. NOTHING can change that. Granted I'd be mad as hell at those choices, but I wouldn't hate you for making them." Katie looked up at him, mascara running and tears still in her eyes.

"P-pinkie promise?" Katie whimpered. Carlos offered her his pinkie. She shook it.

"Can I see how bad they are?" he asked. Katie slid the thin over shirt over her head, showing him the gashes that ran the whole length of her arm. Carlos started crying again. "Katie you can't do that again!"

"I-I won't I promise!" Katie sobbed into his chest. Carlos held her for a while before he had calmed down enough. "Alright, no more tears. Come on, we're going to go have some fun."

Big Time Boyfriend Part 76

HOLY CRAP I'M 20 NOW. :O So yeah, thus begins our birthday-update-palooza! :D APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Dealing with the aftermath of last update (IE, James wetting himself like an adorable two-year-old), Feet/Feet fetish (kind of). YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Now enjoy. ;D

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Episode 76: Aw shit that wasn't supposed to happen.

"Help," James pleaded, looking at Katie, still sobbing. She looked around. they were halfway between department stores, one of which was too expensive to get new clothes and the other without a working bathroom. Then she remembered James had bought jeans, all he needed was underwear and a place to change.

"Just stay behind me," She said. James followed close as Katie led them to Macy's, noticing everyone who stared and whispered. When they got to the store, Katie quietly asked the lady at the make-up desk where the bathrooms were, thanking her when she finished.

"We almost there?" James whispered, getting cold.

"Almost, I promise," Katie assured him, stopping when they arrived. "I'll be right here waiting, I promise."

"Um, I need boxers," James whispered blushing.

Katie nodded. "What size?"

"Large," James answered. "I'll wait here." Katie nodded, getting the underwear quickly and returning. James took them and the bag from Hot Topic and went in to the bathroom to change. Katie sighed. She felt awful that this kept happening to James. He didn't deserve it. He finally emerged, in his new jeans, handing Katie her jacket back. He sank down next to her, laying his head on her shoulder as he began to cry.

"Shhh," Katie whispered, turning so she could hug him. "It's gonna be okay."

"I hate this!" James sobbed. "I hate that I can't control how desperate I am and when... I just hate it!"

"Shh, James," Katie said. "I know how embarrassing that was. Didn't someone ever tell you about that time at Rocque records before I found out I was pregnant?"

"N-No," James whimpered.

"It happened to me, and in front of Kendall," Katie whispered so only James could hear.

"B-but it's different, y-you like it," He sobbed.

"No, not always. To be honest, I was really quite humiliated by it. But... Kendall made it all better. He made something so embarrassing so beautiful."

"And how is this gonna be beautiful?" James asked, the tears finally starting to ebb.

"Think of what happened last night, or what's gone on between us before when it happened. How easy it was to forget. Or... or do you need me to do something now?" Katie asked.

".....Model something for me?" He asked. "Just make me smile."

"Okay then, come on," She said. She had the best idea in her head, knowing just how to get James to smile. She tugged him along in the opposite direction of where the incident happened. "You like feet right?"

"Oh yeah," James said with a smile. Katie tugged him inside Payless. "Especially in heels."

"Alrighty then, I've been needing some new wedges anyways," She said, hunting down the isle with her size. "Help me pick?"

"Chyeah," James said, looking over the selections. "Hmm, these, these, ooh, definitely these, oh and these." Katie smiled, taking off her flip-flops and slipping on the heels.

"How do these look?" She asked, strutting around in her sparkly, three inch platforms.

"Mmmm, I like it," James said, drooling. "These next." Katie obeyed, modeling until her feet hurt.

"Alright, lemme grab some sandals and we can go," She said. "You need anything before we keep going?" James shook his head, following her. "Alright, you think we could go get some jeans?"

"Yup, and I know a good place," James smirked. Katie smiled, following behind him. They arrived at a LEVI store. "Nothing but jeans." Katie smiled.

"Thanks," she said softly, going in.

"What kind did you want?" James asked, looking over the women's selections.

"Something skinny and red, with sparkles if you can?" Katie said. "Probably a fifteen in size."

"Hmm, these work?" James said, holding exactly the pair Katie had in mind. They were a bright red, and they had some sparkles around the bottom to look like cuffs, and the back pockets were bedazzled.

"PERFECT!" Katie squealed. James smiled his perfect smile, and handed them to Katie to try on.
 He watched her walk off, his phone ringing; it was Camille.

"Hey," he said. "Listen I'm really sorry-"

"James it's fine," Camille answered. "Is she better now?"

"Yeah, she's trying on Jeans," James explained. "Is it time?"

"Yup, finish and head home," Camille ordered. James smiled to himself; she was gonna love this surprise.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 75

APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Definite mentions of wetting, desperation, and a little bit of situational embarrassment. Poor James. :P YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Now enjoy. ;D

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Episode 75: Ker-sploosh!

"You'll see," James said with a wink. He finally stopped in front of Penny's. "Alright, let the party-outfit hunting begin!" Katie groaned as she walked in.

"How formal is this outfit gonna have to be?" She asked.

"Not formal in the least, just something to have fun in," James said.

"Well then why can't I just wear some jeans and my favorite T-shirt?" Katie whined.

"Because then I wouldn't have an excuse to keep you here while they get ready for everything," James reasoned, the coke now nagging at his bladder.

"Ugh. Alright, how about this?" She held up a black fish net top that was a little long.

"I like it," James said, squirming a little. Katie didn't notice and went on to find some jeans. "H-hey, do you think we'll be done soon?"

"Maybe, I just gotta find the right size jeans," Katie said, looking at the size/style guide for the third time. "Why?"

"No reason," James said, still squirming. Katie saw him dancing out of the corner of her eye but elected not to bring it up, thinking he'd just leave since they were in a department store. James did leave as she found a few pairs, but came back too quickly.

"Ya know what I have some jeans at home," Katie said, knowing how quickly things were going to escalate. She knew how bad it ended when caffiene came in to the picture with someone who always had to pee. James nodded, still dancing in place, trying not to grab at his crotch as much as he knew it would help. "Come on." Katie payed for the top and tugged James out of the store, sighing in frustration. The closest bathroom was Macy's, and she didn't think James could make it that far.

"We gotta get to Macy's bud," she said, quickly taking his hand as they made a sort of dash. James gasped and stopped about half-way; he had started, and it took everything for him to be able to stop, and not without a huge spot on the front of his jeans. He grabbed himself, afraid to move for fear of losing it all.

"James we have to keep going," Katie whispered, tying her jacket around his waist, not caring about her cuts.

"I-I don't think I can make it," He said, tears in his eyes.

"We have to try at least, there are less people in there anyways," Katie pleaded. She knew it was going to happen, but she had to try and conceal him as much as possible.

"I can't do it," James choked out. Katie looked around; there wasn't much option. before she could even make a move though, James began to sob; he'd lost it. His jeans instantly flooded with warmth, the huge mark spreading from the front of his jeans straight down his legs, ending in a huge puddle by his feet. When his river ran dry he looked up at Katie. "Help."

Big Time Boyfriend Part 74

Alright, since my birthday is tomorrow, I'm feeling like today will be a double update day, and tomorrow will be a TRIPLE UPDATE DAY! :O Get pumped. :P

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Episode 74: Foooood. :P

Katie opened the text.

Hey, I made it. Just gimme a few minutes.

Katie let out a sigh of relief, texting back. K. little TMI there, but I'll be waiting by Chinese food. She sat down at a table, waiting patiently.

"Alrighty, James is back, let the party begin!" He shouted to announce his presence.

"Chill there bronco," Katie giggled. "What do you wanna do now? It's almost one thirty."

"Well I dunno about you but I'm STARVING," James said, pretending to fall into the chair out of weakness.

"Well we should fix that then," Katie tittered. "What do you want?"

"Chinese!" James answered. "It's calling to me." Katie laughed, going up to order her food, James following behind her. They paid for it and sat back down at their previous table. "So where are we going after this? I say forever 21."

"Nooo," Katie whined. "I hate that store."

"Why? They have some really hot stuff in there," James countered.

"They never carry anything in my size," Katie whispered, fiddling with her rice unhappily.

"Okay then, how about the book store?" Katie perked up, nodding eagerly. James chuckled. She was so cute. They finished, James grabbing an extra large Coke before they left.

"That's gonna go straight through you," she warned. James just shrugged, leading the way, enjoying the huge smile that crossed Katie's face when she entered.

"Where to first?" He asked.

"Graphic novels!" Katie answered softly, finding them right next to the magazines. She skimmed the titles, finding her series quickly, opening the book and reading the intro.

"I'll be at the magazines," James said, going over and grabbing a copy of Men's fashion monthly. Katie giggled, hugging the book she had to her chest before going over to the young adult section to see if anything would catch her eye. For once something did; A novel about a girl who ran a secret blog about her life, and the adventures she encountered. She opened it up and began to read it, deciding on it then and there. She grabbed a package of pencils before going back to James.

"Ready!" She squeaked. James nodded, following her to the register. "Where to next? You pick."

"Hmm," James thought for a minute. "Hot topic?" Katie nodded, following next to James. He had drained his cup by the time they arrived, making Katie nervous.

"Alright, you lead the way," She said quietly. James smiled, marching ahead, knowing exactly what he wanted and where it was.

"Anything catch your eye?" He asked, skimming over the shirts. Katie shook her head, her mind wandering. James got what he wanted and he went back over to Katie. "We need to find you something to wear tonight."

"Ugh, is there any way I could get out of that?" Katie groaned.

"Nope, and Camille would be crushed if you didn't go, she's been working on it for weeks," James said.

"Fine," Katie grumbled. "Is it at least something I'll enjoy?"

"Oh yeah," James said, tugging Katie along. "But that's ALL I'm saying." Katie sighed.

"Where are we even going?" Katie asked.

Tiny little Tasha 8

Happy Saturday! :D APPLICABLE WARNINGS: This one does mention wetting, and some aspects of AB/DL. Actually that's kind of the whole point to this story but, ya know, details. :P YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Now enjoy! :D

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Chapter 8:

As they reached the tower, Tony was losing his patience with Natasha's incessant babbling about Bubbles and Barbies and Big Bird. In fact, the only reason he hadn't snapped completely was because Steve had threatened to tell  Clint about all the nightmares after the battle of New York that Steve had had to help Tony clean up from.

Bruce on the other hand, was fairly alert after the transformation and was enamored with little Tasha. He promised to show her all the good episodes of Sesame Street when they got back. Finally, as they all piled inside the common room, Natasha began to dance in place.

"Something wrong Tasha?" Bruce asked, seeing her potty dance.

She shook her head stubbornly. "Wanna watch Big Bird!" She whined.

"What's the magic word?" Clint said firmly. 

"Please?"

Bruce nodded and patted her head. "JARVIS, do you mind pulling up some nineties Sesame Street episodes please?" He asked.

The TV flashed on and Natasha smiled and parked herself on the couch, wiggling with her hands in her crotch as she watched. 

None of the "grown ups" noticed though, because they were trying to give CLINT a crash course in parenting a toddler.

"We're gonna have to get toys and probably bars for her bed," Steve said. "And it wouldn't kill you to have some protection until we can sufficiently potty-train her."

"What about eating and drinking and bathing?" Clint asked.

"She'll probably need help with all of it," Bruce said. "We should get some sippy cups and kid-friendly silver wear and plates. Bedtimes need to be set too."

"And house rules!" Tony interjected.

"Tony she's supposed to be about two. As long as we keep her away from the lab she should be-"

Natasha started crying loudly again from the couch, sending all five men running to see what was wrong. "Oh sweetie," Phil cooed, scooping her up when he saw the accident. "It's alright."

"That couch cost-"

"SHUT IT TONY!" Clint roared. "She can't help it!"

"I don't care she's a grown-"

"Enough," Bruce said firmly, which was out of character for him. "Tony she's a small child stuck I the body of an adult. Did you never have accidents growing up?" The silence and blush he was met with prompted Him to continue, "then don't even start. Phil, you and Clint get her in the bath."

"Want Mommy!" Tasha sobbed. 

"Shh, Mommy's at work sweetie," Clint cooed.

"She always comes to visit AFTER work though!" Tasha cried. Clint and Phil exchanged a look. 

"I'll call Pepper, she'll know what to do," Steve said. "Bruce, you and bozo clean the couch. Move out team."

"Shh, it's alright, no one is mad," Phil cooed, carrying her to the bathroom. Clint followed behind, watching Phil carefully as he sat her down in the bathroom. "Let's clean up, yeah?"

Tasha nodded slowly. "Okay Uncle Phil," she relented.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 73

APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Slight mentions of desperation in this one. Also, this was BEFORE I worked retail and had no idea about men inside of fitting rooms. So, ya know, please excuse the horrible awkwardness. But then again let's remember what had happened the night before. :P Enjoy.

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Episode 73: Lacy, floral, with a wild side. xD

"Come on now," Katie said, literally dragging James in.

"Why do you hate me?" He moaned.

"Oh grow up," Katie muttered. "Consider it penance for that little bikini joke." James sighed as an older woman with a flat chest came over to help.

"Ah, what can I do for you two?" She asked.

"I'm looking for something to amuse my boyfriend, but every time I get something in my size it never fits," Katie explained. The woman smiled at James.

"Here to help her pick eh?" She said, clearly thinking James was her boyfriend.

"Oh no this is his best friend," Katie quickly explained. "We... made a bet."

"Oh, okay then, let me just measure you real quick," She said, wrapping her tape measure around Katie's ribs. "Alright, I think a thirty-six B should do the trick, come with me. Now what kind of bra were you looking for?"

"Something that doesn't push, but really flirty, maybe some lace?" Katie explained.

"Ah, here we go," the woman said. "Everything that would fit you would be here, have fun and let me know if you need anything else." James glared at Katie.

"Oh shut up and help me pick," Katie sighed. "Now zebra and lace, or cheetah?"

"Zebra," James said. "Although I think you'd look better in a floral lacy thing." Katie turned around, a little shocked.

"And you'd know this because...?"

James shrugged. "You just look better in floral in whatever you wear," He answered. Katie blushed.

"Okay penance served, let's get out of here," She whispered, trying to tug James along.

"Ah ah ah, you need something to surprise him with when he gets back," James taunted. Katie ducked her head in slight embarrassment. She couldn't believe that she was underwear shopping with JAMES, and he was enjoying it.

"Fine, but YOU have to judge," She grumbled, grabbing a few bras and some matching panties. She had someone find her a dressing room and shoved James inside. He politely turned around as Katie undressed. "Alright, what about this one?" She asked. James turned around to see a navy bra with intricate hearts on the cups, a teeny bit of lace at the top of it.

"Hmm, too girly," He judged, turning back around. It was then his bladder suddenly made itself known. Katie slipped the current bra off, trading it for a bright red with black lace on the bottom.

"How's this?" Katie asked. James turned around.

"I-it's good," He stuttered, trying to control his body by squirming. "Um, do you mind finishing up or can I leave?"

"Go ahead, I'll meet you in the food court," Katie said softly, noticing James tensing. James breathed a sigh of relief, shouting a thanks as he darted out of the changing room. Katie sighed, worried about him. She tried a few more things on before settling on a bra and some more exotic panties. She went to pay, remembering she had Gustavo's credit card as a present from them, and left to the food court to find James, hoping he had made it. She looked around a little when he phone went off. It was a text from James.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 72

Yeah I don't even. Like I said, seventeen. Hormones. Fangirly-fangirlness. You have been warned. :P Enjoy.

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Episode 72: Super secret sexy punishments. ;3

"Rue 21?" Katie asked shyly. James nodded, leading the way.

"So, what are you gonna wear to the party tonight?" James asked, realizing too late what had come out of his mouth.

"The WHAT?! I told you guys no party!" Katie whined.

"Ah ah ah, you also promised Kendall you'd do SOMETHING," James reminded. Katie sighed, trapped.

"And you knew about this the whole time?!" She demanded. James hesitantly nodded. "You're gonna pay for that later."

"Oh please I'm a grown man," James taunted.

"We'll just see," Katie said, strutting in to the store. She immediately went to the dresses, knowing the clothes here looked better on her.

"Hey what about this?" James asked, holding up a teeny neon pink bikini that said "hot stuff" on the back.

"Oh you'd look great in that!" Katie said confidently. "I mean I'D never wear anything like that, but you go right ahead." James put the thing back, annoyed, while Katie picked up a shirt. "What do you think of this?"

"I still say you should wear the bikini," James said in a sing-song voice. Katie rolled her eyes, picking up a few more things before going to try them on.

"So what am I in for this time?" James asked hesitantly, waiting for Katie to emerge.

"Just wait and find out," She answered, throwing a spotless white dress over her head. She emerged, beaming. "What do you think?"

"I think I should keep my mouth shut because you'll slap me if I say what I'm thinking," James said, drooling. Katie smirked before changing into her next selection. James just about went insane at how hot this little girl looked.

"Alright, punishment time," Katie said with a smirk as they left with her haul. James groaned, wondering how bad it could really be. When Katie stopped again, it was in front of every teenage boys nightmare; Victoria's secret.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 71

Body image is mentioned in this update, but not too bad, and it all gets resolved. :) Oh, and there is the mention of self-harm too. Otherwise enjoy! :D

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Episode 71: Sparkles, dresses and heels, oh my!

James offered Katie his hand to hold.

"Let's go," She said, sliding out of the car. She felt for her knife in her pocket, sighing as she felt it, enjoying the twisted sense of security it brought. She came around to James, and they started walking.

"Where we headed first?" He asked.

"American Eagle," Katie answered eagerly. "I love that store."

"How come?" James inquired.

"They're one of the few stores in this shallow world that carries my size," Katie grumbled. "Shopping is something I rarely enjoy."

"Aw, well it's not gonna be so bad today, I'm not gonna let it," James declared. They wandered around until the found it, slowly stepping inside.

"Oh my god!" She squealed, running to the rack with dresses on it. "Come on, help me find this in an extra large." She tossed James one in a small, and he started sliding through them, finding one at the very back.

"Here," He said, pulling it out. Katie hugged it, before setting her sights on some tank tops. they went like that for a while before Katie went to try the clothes on.

"Wait there," She said before entering the room to change.

"What, do I get a fashion show or something?" he chuckled.

"Yes, because I need to know what looks good," She taunted, sliding off her jeans. She threw the little blue tank top dress over her head, pulling it down before looking at herself. It showed off her curves beautifully, but all she could see was her stomach, just barely protruding. It showed her chest off perfectly, but she was still a little burned, so she hated it. Tears formed in her eyes before she ripped it off, sliding her jeans back on. She needed a minute.

"Hey, you okay?" James asked softly.

"N-not really," Katie whispered. James sighed.

"Can you at least show me? Come on it can't look THAT bad." Katie took a deep breath, sliding the dress back on, opening the door, her head down. "It looks great!"

"No it doesn't," She mumbled. James made her look at him.

"Yes, it does," He said confidently. "Come on, tell me five reasons it doesn't."

"My stomach," She said. "It makes me look like a giant."

"Hmm," James eyed the dress objectively. "No, it doesn't, it shows off your curves in a really sexy way."

"And my thighs look huge," Katie argued.

"Mmm, wrong again, from what little you see it makes the rest of your legs look good," James countered. "You look GOOD, I promise." Katie nodded, smiling a little. "What else ya got?" Katie giggled and went back to her culmination of shirts. She came- well strutted- out in a flowing pink tank.

"Ya like?" She teased, twirling. James nodded. They went like that for about fifteen minutes.

"Well that was fun," Katie sighed, leaving to put things back.

"Hold up what are you doing?" James asked, taking the things he knew she loved.

"Um, putting things away," She said condescendingly. "I can't get them today."

"Uh, yeah, you can," James argued. "Please?" Katie was kinda shocked.

"Um, just one," She said, pulling her favorite out of the stack in her hand; the pink tank. She wasn't used to this.

"Good, that was my favorite," James smirked, going to buy the top. Katie sighed, checking her phone. It was only noon, they had plenty of time to kill. "Where to next?" James asked, coming back over. Katie thought for a minute.

"Rue 21?" She asked with a smile.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 70

Like I said, everything in this story has a purpose. It's all gonna be clear soon enough. ;D Enjoy.

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Episode 70: The REAL pancake party

 Lucy's jaw dropped to the floor, and she immediately grabbed Annie's legs.

"Get her in the elevator," She directed Katie. Katie didn't argue and did what she was told, dragging the girl by her wrists. James pushed the button and they all piled in the elevator.

"LET ME GO!" Annie shouted once the doors to the elevator closed.

"I take it you met my cousin," Lucy said as the doors closed. "And her weakness is BEER."

"No! My weakness is when people make me mad and piss my bed!" Annie slurred. James held his breath.

"What is she talking about?" Lucy demanded.

"Nothing," Katie said smoothly. "It's the alchohol talking."

"No! James pissed my bed!" Annie insisted. Lucy looked at her niece, then at James, then at Katie.

"I'll deal with this later. YOU," she said to Annie, "BED." Annie stomped off when the doors opened, and Lucy followed her.

AT IHOP............

"James she's drunk," Katie assured him. "No one is going to take her seriously. If anything they'll think SHE did it because she was in too deep of a sleep. Trust me."

"I hope," James said, sipping on some soda. "But I mean..... Augh!"

"James you need to see a doctor," Katie said. "you've already had two sodas, and it isn't normal to be that thirsty and desperate all the time."

"I'll call when we're done," James sighed.

"No, now," Katie said, handing him her phone. He sighed and dialed.

"Hello? Yes, I need to make an appointment. I've been extremely thirsty even though I've been drinking, and as a result, been peeing excessively. ......Yes, I can come in then." The pancakes arrived then. "Alright, I'll see y'all then." James handed Katie back her phone.

"When are you going in?" She demanded.

"First thing on Monday," James sighed. "Where do you wanna head after this? We have all day."

"Hmm," Katie thought for a moment, but then decided. "How about the mall?"

"OH YEAH!" James agreed. "That sounds AWESOME!" Katie tittered, taking a bite of her hashbrowns. They finished eating and got back in the car. "Where to now?"

"Mall," Katie said, flipping through the radio stations until she found something Country.

"Oh I love this song!" She squealed. James rolled his eyes and sighed with a smile. He really felt awful for upsetting her, but she seemed so carefree, it was adorable.

"Alright, let's go get you something pretty to wear for tonight, Camille'd kill me if we didn't," He said, pulling in to a parking spot, extending his hand for Katie to take it.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 69

Look at me, dropping the ball. :( It was another busy day. That's all my life is anymore, a busy day. Anyways, to make up for it (And since this is super short), DOUBLE UPDATE DAY YAY! :P And still no warnings! :D Enjoy.

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Episode 69: This is what happens when you club excessively

James finished getting ready for the day, then came bounding down the stairs. Katie was moping over a bowl of oatmeal that she didn't look like she was going to eat, so he decided to make his move.

"Hey," He said. Katie looked up, but then right back down.

"I... I enjoyed myself but-"

"Shh," James said. "Last night was exactly that, last night. So.... If you want, I mean, we can-"

"I just want to move on," Katie said. "I feel awful, and I never EVER want to talk about it ever again."

"Then it's erased," James said. "Come on, let's go to IHOP."

"Why?" Katie sighed.

"Cuz I want pancakes and I wanna enjoy them with someone and everyone else is pissed at me, so..." Katie sighed and grabbed her purse, shouting a general goodbye as James tugged her out the door.

IN THE LOBBY......

Katie was actually happy as they got off the elevator, finally thinking she'd enjoy this, until...

"JAMES MATHEW DIAMOND!!!" Drunk Annie screeched. Katie could smell the beer from where she was and that girl was DRUNK.

"James what the HELL were you thinking?!" Annie shouted, staggering over to James. "Did you just think you'd club with me, drag me home AGAINST MY WILL, refuse to sleep with me because I was, 'wasted', and then-"

"Annie please please PLEASE don't say anything I am BEGGING you," James pleaded, clamping his mouth over Annie's.

"No!" Annie shouted. "Hey everyone! Guess what?! Y'all should know that- GAH!" Katie tackled Annie and pinned her to the floor.

"Go get Lucy!" Katie grunted as she struggled to keep Annie down. James went to go get Lucy, but he ran in to her quite literally as she came around the corner.

"Um, hi, have you seen my cousin Annie?" she asked.

"Uh, that's what I kinda needed you for," James said, leading her over to the catfight between her cousin and Katie. Lucy's jaw dropped to the floor.

Big time Boyfriend Part 68

APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Language (When isn't that a warning? :P), Self-harm (Mainly cutting), dealing with the aftermath of a hook-up. Yeah..... We're finally getting to the good stuff. :) Enjoy!

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Episode 68: Pancake party WOOT!

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!" Carlos shouted. Katie froze. This wasn't happening. She didn't just cheat on Kendall and get caught. But yet it was all real, and she felt like a slut. James wrapped the entire blanket around her, knowing she needed it more.

"Here!" Carlos shouted, throwing some clothes at the two of them, and he stomped back upstairs.

"Bathroom's open," Camille said. Katie grabbed her clothes off the floor and ran in, locking the door, and burst into tears. What had she just done?! She just cheated on her boyfriend, got caught by her cousin and roommate, and worst of all, they found her NAKED! could her birthday be off to any worse of a start?

"Katie, open the door please," Camille asked. Katie unlocked the door. Camille waddled in. "James is upstairs. What happened last night?"

"Camille I cheated on Kendall!!" Katie sobbed. Camille was hesitant to hug her cousin seeing as she was still a little bit of a mess, but wrapped her arms around the sobbing little girl.

"Oh K," She said. ".....What was the reason? Lonliness? hormones? Anger?"

"My damn fetish!" Katie sobbed into Camille's belly.

Camille sighed, "Get dressed and we'll fix it later, okay?" Katie nodded.

UPSTAIRS.

"Dude I'm SORRY!" James said for the fiftieth time as he pulled on boxers. "If it makes you feel any better, I... I regret it too."

"No, it DOESN'T!" Carlos shouted. "I LIKE her! How could you sleep with her?!"

"Because she saved my ASS from the drunk I went out with last night waking up to me and her in a pissed bed!" James shouted. "I have pissed myself three different times and she's had my back every single one of them and I wanted her! I don't know why I did and it was probably a big mistake, and now thanks to me and you she's downstairs crying her eyes out! And you're not the only victim here! She just cheated on her boyfriend!"

"WHAT?!" Logan roared from behind the other two.

"As if I don't already feel bad enough!" James pouted as he zipped his jeans up.

"........Just.... We have stuff we have to do and we need her out of the house for most of the day, and one of you is gonna have to do it," Logan said.

"Well don't look at me!" Carlos shouted.

"James it is," Logan sighed. "Get her out of here, okay?" And with that he left.

"Yeah cuz she's TOTALLY gonna trust me!" James shouted.

MEANWHILE DOWNSTAIRS IN THE SHOWER.....

KATIE'S POV:

I had turned the water on and stepped in, trying to muffle my sobs. What the hell had I just done?! We didn't even use protection! What if I was carrying James' baby? What if Kendall found out?! I couldn't stand that thought, and picked up Carlos' pocket knife. I opened the shiny thing up and laid it down onto my arm, slicing open every old scar. I couldn't take the misery I was hiding internally anymore. I ran over every single one until at least a third of my forearm was bleeding. I stopped then, already clean, and turned the water off. I cleaned the knife before drying it and sticking it back into my jeans pocket before I bandaged myself up as inconspicuously as I could. I got myself dressed, and my hair done. I went back to Logan and Camille's room, grabbing my cutting bracelets that covered my arm easily before sliding a thin jacket on just to be safe, and went to fix myself food. I sat down at the table to eat it when James walked over...

END KATIE'S POV

Big Time Boyfriend Part 67.

Ugh, whhyyyyyyy did I ever write this? APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Dubious consent, Mild sexy times, nakedness, swearing..... Yeah I don't even with this. Just read and enjoy.

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Episode 67: Seductive silence.

When Katie came back upstairs, James was sitting shirtless watching TV. His perfect body was breath taking, but as she was observing, he saw her.

"Oh hey," James said, patting the seat next to him. Katie slipped quietly into it.

"How are you feeling?" Katie asked.

"Embarrassed more than anything," James shrugged. "I just.... Why me? Why am I the one who has to have the lack of control? Aren't I SUPPOSED to have control?"

"James I've seen worse," Katie said. "My brother had no control over ANYTHING." James shuddered.

"Yeah, I guess that is worse," James said. He turned back to the TV.

"Whatchya watching?" Katie asked.

"Friends," James said. "It was the only good thing on." They both laughed at something.

"Um.... You won't tell anyone about what we did, right?" Katie asked.

"Never," James said. "But silence has a cost."

"How much?" Katie asked nervously.

"You," James said. Katie hesitantly crawled on top of James' lap, and looked him in the eye.

"...I'm nervous," She said.

"Don't worry," James said, tracing her face gently with his hand. "I'll be gentle and slow." Katie nodded, and layed her lips on top James'. He responded, tracing her lips with his tongue. She let him in, and she started grinding on his lap. She kissed down his shirtless body, and stopped at his pants.

"Go ahead," James panted. Katie nodded, and slid down his sweats, and saw how massive his erection was. "Hurry please," James begged. Katie slowly slid off his boxers, stroked his dick. Now, I won't go into details, but.... It was waaay more fun than Drunk Annie had been. ;)

THE NEXT MORNING............

"I have no more of an idea than you do Camille," Carlos said. They were both staring at a messy, sticky, Katie and James, who were both still naked.

"Go get me some clothes for them please!" Camille snapped. She thought her cousin was better than this. Carlos stomped up the stairs, and Camille slammed the bathroom door.

"What the heck!" Katie groaned. She looked around her, trying to remember... Then it all came back. James, peeing, sex... She looked down at herself, and she was stark naked under the blanket. So was James.

"James!" She whispered sharply. "James wake up!"

"Huh?" He looked at Katie, holding the blanket over her chest. "Shit, I guess those beers did get to me. Wait what?!" He was still half asleep so he started panicking, and feeling around himself. But then he noticed he was naked, and blushed.

"Am I really doing this?" He asked with an awkward smile.

"I'm not about to judge you," Katie said.

"Well, in that case, I'm safe," James said happily. Katie hugged him, letting the blanket slip.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!" Carlos shouted.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 66.

I have no idea what this even is I was seventeen and hormonal and deep into my fangirl stage. :/ APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Kinky smut, Omorashi (Google it if you don't know what that is), Wetting..... I am sorry and not sorry. But like I said, everything in this story happens with a purpose. So.... enjoy?

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Episode 66: Dirty dancing ;)

"Katie I need a huge favor," James said tensely.

"What's going on?" Katie asked, sitting up right.

"Who is it?" Carlos muttered, having woken up because Katie was gone.

"The girl I was with took me out clubbing and I stayed sober but I had to drag her home and somehow drunk Annie stayed dry, but I.... wasn't so lucky."

"Where are you now?" Katie asked, much more alert.

"I'm almost to the elevator," James said.

"Cover yourself with anything you can and I'll meet you at the front door okay?" Katie said.

"Okay," James said. "I'll see you in a few." And they hung up. Katie went over to the dresser.

"What is going on?" Carlos asked again.

"Nothing," Katie said, brushing him off.

"That's not true," Carlos said, grabbing her hand. "Tell me."

"I can't," Katie said.

"Why not?!" Carlos asked, frustrated.

"If you had a secret I would keep it, wouldn't I?" Katie snapped. Carlos nodded. "Then let me give James that same level of respect. I'll be back up in a little bit, okay?"

"Alright," Carlos sighed, flopping back down on the bed. Katie grabbed some clothes for James, and ran downstairs right as he was walking in the front door.

"Hey," She said softly.

"Hey," James answered, not looking at Katie.

"You know I meant what I said last time, right?" Katie reminded James.

"Yeah.... I'm just worried what Annie's gonna do in the morning." James untied the jacket, and Katie gasped, both from pleasure and shock. The entire front of his pants were soaked with urine, and it smelled so amazing to Katie.

"God you know how to make a perve horny," Katie joked. James couldn't help but chuckle. "Humor me?"

"Why not?" James shrugged. Katie led him into the bathroom and closed the door.

"How full are you?" She asked him.

"Why don't you find out?" James said, completely getting into it. Katie sat James down on toilet, crawling on to his lap. James pressed his body up against her, and let loose. She was amazed his pants could hold so much moisture, but soon it started spreading all over her, and she was rather full, so she pressed her body up against James and let loose herself. They stayed like this for a while, until they both were empty, at which point Katie gasped from pleasure.

"Wow," James breathed. "Um...."

"Just hop in the shower and give me your clothes," Katie said. James did as he was told, and Katie left.

They do everything together

So this was another request someone had asked me for. They wanted BTR, preferrably Logan, but it ended up being all four story. :) APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Wetting. Like seriously, that's the whole plot. Enjoy! :P

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"Damnit!" Kendall swore. He and all four of his best friends were locked in a janitor's closet.

"I blame you," Logan grumbled, bouncing from foot to foot. "You and your stupid 'let's throw Katy a surprise party' plan! If it weren't for you I... I...." He stopped short and looked down with a blush, hands in his pocket.

"It's my fault too, I was the one who challenged you to that soda drinking contest," Carlos said, crossing his legs and bouncing. "I still think I could've won though." Logan winced at the thought. "Kendall, do you have cell service?"

Kendall whipped out his phone, and shook his head. "Vents?" He asked.

James shook his head. "None in here and I don't think Logie's in a position to crawl," He said.

Logan whimpered. "So we're stuck?" He asked nervously. He literally felt like he was about to explode. Stupid drinking contest, stupid caffiene being a diuretic, stupid- "Ah!" He felt a small spurt wet his boxers, shoving a hand in between his legs.

James and Kendall shared a look before they started banging on the door, yelling for help. Logan took this opportunity to slide down an empty wall and squirm.

"Hey, it's gonna be okay." Carlos said, trying to be optimistic. "Someone might here them, and then we could go home and-"

"Don't finish that sentence," He begged. "If I even think about it...." He blushed again. Carlos nodded in understanding, still wiggling himself. He had to go pretty bad too, but he was seriously beginning to doubt if Logie would even be able to make it ten more minutes, let alone however long they were gonna be stuck in here.

It actually happened about twenty minutes later. Logan gasped, squirming more before he felt his hands become warm against his will. He tried and tried but it was no use. He let his body sag before he started crying, feeling his butt and jeans flood with warmth, a faint hissing sound coming with it.

"Aw Logie," Kendall said gently.

"I'm s-s-sorry!" He sobbed.

"Shh, no you tried your hardest, we know that, right Los?" Kendall asked.

Actually, Carlos was reaching the same level Logan had been at, hands between his legs and full on potty-dancing, crossing and squeezing his legs, hopping from foot to foot. Logan sniffled, knowing he wasn't gonna be alone in his state for long. James, trying to be helpful, suggested that they try and play I Spy, or try to break down the door. In all honesty that might have been a good idea, but Kendall said they might hurt themselves. He grabbed the roll of paper towels and helped Logan clean up at least the mess on the floor, but the sight of the puddle was too much for Carlos. He was next.

He didn't try to fight it nearly as hard as Logan had, but that didn't mean the Latino didn't blush a new shade of scarlet. He closed his eyes, slowly removing his hands from between his legs as he soaked himself, whimpering. James bit his lip, beginning to feel his own need arising.

"I'm sorry," Carlos finally mumbled when he had finished. Kendall rubbed his shoulders, looking at James. In truth Kendall had to go too, but he wasn't anywhere near as desperate as the others. James though.... He was getting there.

It took all of about an hour before someone finally found them, and the four boys bolted, Katy's party supplies forgotten, as James was nearing a catastrophic level of desperation. Unfortunately, as soon as they got in the elevator, James swore loudly, having an accident himself. It gushed forth, leaving him dripping and a huge puddle inside the elevator. His cheeks heated, and he prayed to God no one saw them.

"Hey, it's okay," Kendall assured him. His friends looked at him expectantly, and Kendall sighed. It was only fair. His wasn't an accident per se, but it sure felt good to finally let go. When they were all finally cleaned up and in fresh clothes, Kendall finally spoke up.

"Today never happened, agreed?"

"AGREED," the others said vehemently. Kendall smiled, knowing that they did everything together, as the four of them. Even this.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 65.

Good cliff-hanger for the week. ;) Let's see.... Wow, a week without having to warn! What a nice change! :P Enjoy.

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Episode 65: Shocker.

 "Come with me," Carlos said. Katie followed him upstairs to the bedroom. Carlos closed the door behind them.

"What's this about?" Katie asked.

"I know you don't want to celebrate your birthday," Carlos started. "But I still wanna give you a present. So close your eyes." Katie did as she was told. Carlos dug around under a pile of things on the desk in the room and found what he had gotten Katie: a signed Jo Bro poster. He placed it on Katie's lap.

"Happy birthday." Katie opened her eyes, unrolling it and gasped.

"Thank you Carlos!" She squealed, and she hugged him. He smiled and hugged her back. This was the happiest he had seen her yet.

"You're welcome," He said.

"Thank you for everything," Katie said, un-hugging.

"Aw, you know I'd do anything for you," Carlos said sweetly. "Now YOU need to get to bed. You have a busy day tomorrow." Katie rolled her eyes. She didn't want to know what everyone was planning.

TWO IN THE MORNING......

The room was quiet, the only sounds being the soft music Katie had playing and the breathing of her and Carlos, when all of a sudden...

NO WE'RE NOT GONNA WORK THIS OUT TONIGHT! Katie's phone burst out loudly.

"Hello?" She groaned.

"Katie, I need a huge favor," James said tensely.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 64.

Again, no warnings, and because I just feel like it, double update day. :D I may or may not post this weekend, I have sooo much English homework. :/ But anyways, enjoy!

Episode 64: Target practice.

"We have one other errand to run," Camille said hesitantly. "We need to get the stuff for the party tomorrow."

"I thought James already took care of that!" Logan whined.

"Well he was going to but he never did, so we need to, okay baby?" Camille begged.

"You know I can't say no to you," Logan sighed.

"Thanks babe," Camille said, kissing Logan on the cheek, and they drove off to the party store.

WHEN THEY GOT THERE.......

"Alright anything pink, sparkly, or pink AND sparkly works," Camille said as she grabbed a cart. "You get the plates and stuff and I'll get the balloons."

"No, I'LL get the balloons," Logan said. "You and Junior shouldn't be near the helium." Camille touched her stomach, which had began to bulge, protectively.

"Alright fine," Camille said, stomping off towards the themed plates. She then came across the perfect themeware: sequin princess. It was nothing but pink and/or sparkles. She spent maybe five minutes there. Logan placed the balloon order for the morning while Camille paid for the plates and the other things she had gathered up, and they left.

AFTER DINNER THAT NIGHT.....

"Camille you HAVE to start cooking more often," Carlos said. He had eaten five helpings of the cheesecake casserole.

"You really should Sissy," Katie said, clearing the table. "You're a really good cook."

"Thanks," Camille said. "But junior kind of makes it hard to cook with all the smells. He's very picky."

"Well he better be good to you," Logan said, wrapping his arms around Camille, and Carlos groaned.

"Oh come on Carlos," Katie said. "I'd give anything to have Kendall here to do that with me.."

"That reminds me, I have something to show you," Carlos said. "Come with me."

Big Time Boyfriend Part 63.

Okay so this should more than make up for the last chapter being so short. :P And no warnings either! What a rarity! :P Stop listening to me babble and enjoy.

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Episode 63: My song.

"Got the news today, doctor said I had to stay, a little bit longer, and I'll be fine," Katie sang out in harmony with the guitar she had been given. Everyone stopped and stared as she got lost in the song, playing every note flawlessly. when she finished, Everyone just stared, then burst out cheering. Well, everyone except Gustavo, who suddenly silenced them.

"THAT," He shouted, "Was AMAZING." Katie's jaw dropped. She'd never once heard a nice word exit Gustavo's mouth willingly. "How would you like to be my go-to guitarist?" It was all Katie could do not to scream. She slowly nodded her head yes. Gustavo sent the boys home but Katie had to stay behind and help Kelly catch up on paperwork.

THIS IS VERY BORING. LATER THAT WEEK THEY TOOK OFF THE BOOT, AND NOW WE ARE GONNA SKIP AHEAD TO THURSDAY AFTERNOON..

"I don't know what time I'll be back," James said as he made some final adjustments to his outfit before heading out. "I'm kinda thinking it may be in the morning."

"That's cool with me," Katie and Carlos said, to engrossed in their game of checkers. James sighed.

"You can do this James," Katie said softly.

James smiled happily and skipped to the front door. "Bye!" He called.

"Bye!" Everyone shouted back.

"I feel like cooking," Camille said. "What does everyone want?"

"I dunno why but I want cheesecake," Logan said.

"I have a recipe for a taco cheesecake casserole thing," Camille said. Logan's mouth started watering, which made Camille smile. "Taco cheesecake it is then."

AT THE STORE.....

"We need some crackers, cream cheese, tomatoes, and- OH LOOK!" Camille said, pointing at some flowers. "These would look sooo pretty in the crib!"

"They'd also make a nice garnish," Logan said. Camille gave him a look and he gave her that sideways grin that made her melt. She kissed him and set the flowers in the cart.

"To the produce department!" Camille shouted heroically, and she started jogging towards that general direction.

"Wait up!" Logan called, riding the cart back to her. Camille was already looking for some good tomatoes.

"Can you get some green onions?" She asked Logan as she examined a mushy spot on her tomato.

"Sure." He kissed her and left. They went like that as they gathered things up in that area.

"Alright, now we need.... sour cream and cream cheese," Camille said, looking at her list. Logan followed behind her, thinking how sexy she was when she was on a mission.

"Next up is... Logan!" Camille said, and she clapped her hands in front of his face.

"Woah sorry!" He said. She gave him a look and he blushed.

"All we have left is tortilla chips and toilet paper," Camille said. She leaned in closer to him, just to see what would happen. She noticed the bulge in his pants and walked off towards the paper products.

Damn dat bitch is sexay, Logan thought to himself.

WHEN THEY GOT BACK IN THE CAR........

"Don't hate me," Camille said. "But... We have something else we NEED to do."

Big Time Boyfriend Part 62.

Can someone please tell me why I wrote such a short chapter? Like seriously. :/ No real warnings either, so enjoy I guess...

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Episode 62: Cover girl covers up.

"How are the plans coming together?" Logan asked once he was out of the room.

"Quite nicely," Camille said. "I've got the guitar on hold at the music shop. All we gotta do is pick it up."

"And the party?" Logan asked.

"Well, we have two location choices," Camille said. "Either a thirty minute drive to the one here in LA, or an HOUR drive to the one in Burbank."

"Which one is better?" Logan asked.

"Burbank," Camille said. Logan sighed.

"Do the one in burbank then," He said. Gustavo called for him. "I gotta go."

"Alright, I'll see you when you get home baby," Camille said. As Logan walked back into the studio, Katie was sitting on a chair with a guitar, fiddling around with it.

"Cover time," Kelly said, handing Logan some music. He looked over at James and Carlos; They were looking at the same lyric sheets. Katie picked up the guitar, and randomly started playing her favorite song, singing along. Everyone stopped and listened when they heard her start....

Big Time Boyfriend Part 61.

APPLICABLE WARNINGS: There is a nosebleed in this one, so blood. definitely blood. It's not super important if you can't read, but it is adorable. :) Enjoy.

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Episode 61: Covergirl.

"I'm looking at our guest artist," Gustavo said, staring right at Katie. Her jaw dropped to the floor.

"M-me?!" She squeaked.

"Kendall always said you could sing," Kelly answered. Katie swallowed hard and followed Gustavo and the guys into the booth.

"Now the song we are going to remix is Covergirl, and Katie is going to be harmonizing in random places," Gustavo ordered. Katie took a deep breath. Kendall always said that song reminded him of her. Gustavo pushed a few things on his sound board while Katie got her headphones on, and then he started the track.

"I don't know why you always get so insecure," Katie harmonized with Kendall's pre-recorded voice. "I wish you could see what I see, when you're looking in the mirror. And why don't you believe me when I say? That to me you get more beautiful, every day?"

"CUT!!" Gustavo shouted.

"What? that actually sounded good!" Katie argued.

"What the HELL is dripping from your nose?!" Katie felt her nose and looked at her hand: it was blood. "Stop it!"

"Yeah, cuz I can TOTALLY control involuntary bleeding from my nose!" Katie snapped back.

"You're sarcasm has come quite far," Gustavo muttered. Katie stepped out of the vocal booth and all three of the guys were around her in an instant, panicking.

"GUYS!" Katie shouted. "I'm fine. I just need something to absorb the blood." James ran after that, and Carlos sat down with Katie on the sofa. Logan just stood there awkwardly.

"Just go call Camille," Katie sighed, knowing he wanted to be there to take care of her. Logan didn't argue and stepped out of the room, and James nearly ran him over as he came back with the tissue box.

"Here!" He panted, completely out of breath. Katie grabbed a couple and tipped her head forward.

"Does this happen a lot?" Carlos asked.

"Not really," Katie said. "It just happens at freak times."

"Um, Katie?" Logan said. "Camille wants to talk to you." Katie took the phone.

"Hello?"

"Seems great minds think alike," Camille joked. "My nose let loose too." Katie couldn't help but laugh. Camille always knew what to say to make things less awkward. "So I hear you get some singing cred?"

"Yeah," Katie said. "Gustavo wants me to harmonize in random places on different songs."

"AHEM!" Gustavo shouted.

"And now he's mad at me," Katie sighed. "Here's Logan." She handed the phone back to Logan and he walked out of the room.

"So how are the plans coming together?" he asked.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 60.

ANOTHER DOUBLE UPDATE DAY YAY! :P Let's see.... Nope, no warnings either! What a rarity. :P Enjoy.

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Episode 60: Invisible? Never.

Katie giggled as she made breakfast, jumping when her phone rang. To her surprise it was Kelly.

"Hello?" She said.

"Katie, Gustavo wants you and the boys down here to work on a new song," She said.

"Alright, we'll be down there in about an hour, is that okay?"

"Sounds good," Kelly said, and she hung up. Katie turned to James. "Gustavo wants all of us down there to work on a new song."

"That's cool," James said. "I'll go tell Carlos." Katie nodded and went in to the bedroom. Camille was curled up in a ball next to Logan, who was asleep. They both looked exhausted, but she knew Gustavo would kill her if they all weren't there.

"Logan," Katie whispered. "Wake up." Logan's eyes fluttered open. "Gustavo wants us ALL at the studio."

"Alright," He groaned. "Can you help me with your cousin?"

"I'm awake," Camille said. "Can't he just stay here?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," Katie said. Camille groaned, and Katie sighed.

"Fine," Camille said, relinquishing her grasp on Logan. Katie left the room and grabbed her phone and pulled up a number she thought she never thought she'd dial; Lucy's. Camille was in no condition to be on her own.

THIS IS VERY BORING SO I GON' SKIP AHEAD TO THE STUDIO.....

"DOGS! And Katie," Gustavo barked once they entered the studio. "Since Kendall is in rehab, and I have a band doing nothing, Griffin has declared I make a remix of your last album with a guest artist on certain songs."

"Who's going to be the guest singer?!" Everyone asked excitedly.

"I'm looking at her," Gustavo said, staring straight at Katie.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 59.

I don't even know why I gave James a foot fetish, but that's kind of a thing. So yeah, it's just sort of glossed over, but it's there. Don't like? Don't read. This is kind of a filler, but yeah. I'm gonna stop babbling now so you can read. :P

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Episode 59: Swap.

James looked up at Katie, and saw nothing but compassion in her.

"You can't possibly mean that!" He said, laying down on her legs. Katie sighed. She wasn't going to get through to him, so she just let him cry. They finally went back upstairs, and they just crashed on the sofa.

IN THE AM..........

James woke up before Katie. He looked around, trying to remember how he had ended up on the sofa. Then it all hit him. The dream, the bed, Katie.... Katie!

"Shit!" James whispered. He felt around him, letting out a sigh of relief when he felt nothing. But then he remembered what she had said. He contemplated that, until he noticed Logan walk out of the bedroom then, in nothing more than a pair of underwear.

"Nice," James said, making Logan jump.

"God! Don't scare me like that!" he said. He had definitely looked better. "Camille was up all night, so leave me ALONE, got it?" James nodded. Logan went back into the bedroom, and the noise woke Katie up.

"What.. Why am I down here?" She asked. She saw James and remembered what had happened. She blushed and went to the kitchen to get her meds. James followed behind her.

"So... crazy night huh?" He offered, blushing. Katie just nodded. James made her look him in the eye. "Did you mean what you said last night?" Katie's eyes filled up with tears and she nodded. James hugged her and she buried her face in his shirt and started crying.

"Shh," He said. "It's not like I'm gonna judge you. You've never judged me. And.... I personally would love to eat your feet." Katie looked up at him.

"You m-mean that?" She asked. James nodded.

"You're feet are PERFECT," he said. "I'm a feet person. So.... I kinda get it. I mean we all have our things, right?"

"You have no idea how much that means to me," Katie whispered. Carlos walked downstairs then.

"Um, what the hell is going on?! You never came back upstairs!" He snapped.

"Sorry, Camille wanted me, and then Logan asked that I sleep down here in case she wanted me again," Katie lied smoothly.

"And why are YOU down here?" Carlos demanded of James.

"She wanted my company," He answered. Carlos rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, okay then. I'm going back to bed," Carlos muttered. When he was gone Katie and James burst out laughing.

"Keep it down!" Logan shouted.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 58

Super short update. DOUBLE UPDATE DAY! :D And I'm starting my new job. Gah. Alright, the only real WARNING is that it's dealing with the aftermath of bed-wetting. Enjoy. ;)

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Episode 58: Hit and Miss.

James had SOAKED himself.

"Shit," he whispered. He crawled down to the foot of his bed and looked at Katie and Carlos. She was sucking his thumb again, and they were both asleep. He let out a sigh, and started to pull the sheets off that side of the bed. He then crawled back to the other side of the bed and did the same. He wadded everything up, and climbed down with the huge wad in hand. He grabbed some new PJ's from his drawer in the dresser and left the room, going to shower. Unfortunately, the door wasn't very quiet and woke Katie up. She pulled Carlos' thumb out of her mouth, and sat up.

"What's going on?" Carlos whispered. Katie looked up at James' bed and saw it completely devoid of sheeting.

"Nothing," Katie whispered. "I'm just going to the bathroom, go back to sleep." Carlos nodded and laid his head back down. Katie slipped quietly out of bed and out the door. James was already downstairs and leaving. But she saw their laundry basket with the soap sitting by the door. She sighed and went downstairs to get it and bring it down to him.

LAUNDRY MAT IN BASEMENT.

"Dammit!" James shouted once he realized he'd forgotten the soap. He turned around to go get it, but he saw Katie standing there. She silently moved past him and put the soap in and started the washer. James sank to his knees, humiliated by the whole situation. Katie turned around and sat down next to him.

"It's okay," She cooed. James just laid his head on her shoulder, sobbing.

"I can't do this!" He cried. Katie rubbed his back, trying to make him feel better.

"Shh," She said. "It happens. It isn't the end of the world. I promise you it isn't. I'm not gonna tell anyone if that's your fear. This kind of thing just... happens sometimes. And.... I think it's sexy." James looked up at her.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 57.

APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Mentions of wetting, bedwetting. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Now enjoy. ;)

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Episode 57: Magical and sparkly.

Katie set her phone down, staring at it for a few minutes. No one said anything, and just looked at her, waiting for a reaction. Katie finally looked up.

"Why does everyone always stare at me?!" She snapped. She hopped up the stairs and flopped down on Carlos' bed and burst into tears. She felt so alone without Kendall. He'd been everything she needed, and without him, she didn't know how to cope. She looked over at the desk and saw Carlos' pocket knife and slipped it into her back pocket. Carlos came in then.

"Hey," He said. Katie just laid there. He laid down next to her, and she rolled over away from him, sticking her thumb inside her mouth. Carlos chuckled.

"You know that was my thumb last night," He said. Katie blushed.

"It wasn't even a thumb in my dream," Katie said, crimson. Carlos was trying hard not to burst out laughing, knowing what she meant. "Sorry I freaked out. I just.... It's so hard to celebrate the day I was brought into a family without that family actually wanting me in their lives."

"It's cool," Carlos said. "But I kind of think you do have a family again. I mean, you have Camille, and Logan, me and James.... We all love you Katie. And we'd do anything for you. At least I would." Katie smiled to herself, and she hugged Carlos. He relished the moment.

"Thank you Carlos," Katie said. She tried to un-hug, but... "Um, Carlos? You can let go now."

"Oh," He said. "Sorry." Katie giggled.

I CAN'T GET PAST THIS PART SO I'M JUST GONNA SKIP TO TUESDAY NIGHT BEFORE BED.......

"Dude, seriously," Carlos said while Katie was getting ready for bed. "We were barely able to get the tickets and locket today without you pissing yourself, and you're STILL drinking?"

"Dude I'm THIRSTY," James whispered. "I know it seems stupid but I just can't help it I'm so damn thirsty!" And with that he finished off ANOTHER water bottle. Katie came back in the room and crawled into Carlos bed and was out in an instant.

"And I'M the one who should worry," James snorted. Carlos glared at him.

"SHE is-"

"Save me the lecture," James said, climbing up into his bunk. Carlos set the alarm for the morning and turned off the lamp. He snuggled down next to Katie.

JAMES' POV:

I looked down at Katie and Carlos. I wanted her just as much as he did! Her feet were PERFECT. Why was she responding to him more?! And.... What if Carlos was right? What if I WAS going to piss my bed? Well, there was only one way to find out. I let my head hit the pillow, and was out in an instant. I somehow ended up in the studio with the guys. We were singing for Griffin, and I was seriously about to piss myself. My harmonies got more and more complex, and required more and more breath. Finally, It just took too much breath control, and as I belted out my part of the song, I completely pissed myself. And we weren't in the vocal booth with carpet. No, we were in the booth with hard wood floors. It didn't take long for me to soak my jeans and for a puddle to appear on the floor either. And as hard as I tried, I COULDN'T STOP PISSING. Suddenly Logan was laughing at me, and then the other two started in, and then suddenly everyone was laughing at me. Even KATIE was there, laughing. I left my subconscious....

END JAMES' POV.

James' eyes flew open. He looked around himself. He was in his bed, no one was awake, and everything was fine. Or so he thought. He slid his legs up so his knees were in the air, and his feet were where his butt had been. The sheets were cold and wet. He sat up, and realized it: he HAD soaked himself.

Tony Stark in battle

So this is a request I had gotten a while back on a different platform, and it was Avengers. Need I say more? :P I've decided to keep the original note I made when I wrote this in here, but I took out the screenname for the person who made this request, because ya know. APPLICABLE WARNING: Omorashi. Like literally, the whole plot is just an embarrassing accident. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Now enjoy! ;D

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(AN: Heyyyy look at me writing something other than Black Widow fanfic. :P This is for the lovely *SCREEN NAME REMOVED*. She asked for more Tony Stark wetting himself and I am ALL FOR more avengers omo. :D Here we gooo!)


This wasn't supposed to happen! Granted it's happened to Steve before, but he's too shy to mention it, and he usually takes off the half top of his uniform to cover it up. Natasha and Clint have had it happen to them too, but one look at either of them and you know if you say anything it will mean your painful death. Hell, it happens to Bruce almost every time he transforms from Hulk back to Bruce (Size difference is what he said, with a blush that made you feel kind of bad for ever mentioning it). And Thor? Well.... when has he EVER been normal?

But he was TONY FUCKING STARK! This sort of shit just DOESN'T happen to him, flying robotic suit of armor or not! And as soon as he de-suited everyone was gonna see, and then it was all downhill from there. But we're getting ahead of ourselves. Let's go back to earlier that day....

* * * *

He'd been in the lab with Bruce, trying to figure out why the feet were shorting out when he tried to fly (They hadn't caused any problems yet, but it was enough to make him stress). This had resulted in half-way suiting up (Bruce had insisted). Tony was about to ask for a break when the call to assemble came out. Stupid robots attacking in some small New Jersey town, Doctor Doom and Loki suspected... The usual for a Thursday. He sighed, going to put the rest of his armor on while Bruce went to grab an extra pair of pants. That was literally the only way the man could prepare for a battle. Tony felt kind of guilty about that and made a mental note to try and make some stretchy pants for the two of them (Bruce and Hulk), but then his bladder gently made itself known.

He didn't expect this to take long, and besides, they were needed. So, in typical Stark fashion, he studiously ignored it and met the team upstairs. He'd follow the quinn jet, scout ahead, and give them a heads up. Same routine as always. Only once they approached the state line, they were met with a swarm of Doombots, and once Tony tried to hit them, his own repulsor beam hit a force field and shot it back at him. Tony winced as he abdomen and bladder were rocked, but again, bigger problems than his bladder.

"They're protected by a force field!" He warned the team. "We're gonna have to find what's protecting them and shut it down."

"Can we approach?" Natasha asked.

"Cautiously," Steve said from the ground. Thor humphed and took off to find his brother. Tony kept score from the sky, dividing the search with Thor. He grit his teeth as his suit pressed into his abdomen as he flew, which certainly wasn't helping. "STARK!"

"What Steve?" He asked, being pulled out of his trance.

"Thor said he has visual on Loki and needs back-up. We'll be there as soon as we can," Steve explained. Tony took off in the direction JARVIS routed him to, praying this wouldn't take long. When he landed, he saw Thor tied and gagged, Mjolnir on the ground in front of Doctor Doom and Loki. Apparently they needed it for their plot or something, because they were both trying to lift it, neither one succeeding. Even with a bandana over his mouth, Tony could still see Thor chuckling.

"Hey Reindeer! Might want to put your back into it," Tony mocked, lifting up his faceplate.

Dr. Doom growled but Loki silenced him with a hand to the chest. "Let me handle this darling," He purred. Tony cringed. He didn't care, but seeing Loki go soft was.... unsettling. "What problem have you with us, metal man?"

"Oh ya know, you kind of tied your big brother up for one," Tony said, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "And then we could talk about the freaky robots no one can destroy-" He tried to tense his thighs, failing, "And then you and your boyfriend here are kind of enemies of the state, so, ya know. Just think about that." Loki growled and he and Doom managed to pin him to the wall.

"Listen you fool," Loki said, his silk voice turned deadly. "I am a God. I can do whatever the hell I want, whenever I want it. If I choose to marry Victor, it will fucking happen. If I want my brother to worship me, he better fucking kneel. And if I want you to piss yourself...." Loki let those words sink in, a maniacal grin settling on to his face. Tony paled. "Yes, I was aware of your predicament the moment you flew up. Victor, dear, would you mind?"

Doom, knowing full well how the suit worked, began to bang into the abdomen. Tony winced. Whatever they had done to the suit was leaving him stuck against the wall, and with no way to escape.

JARVIS!" Tony shouted.

"Sir, I'm afraid our systems have been compromised. We are stuck to the wall," The AI reported. "I can summon Captain-"

Thor took that moment to rip apart his binds, picking Mjolnir up from his place and swinging at Doom, successfully managing to get him off of Tony. "Stark, return to the others. I will handle them," Thor said calmly, as he swung at his brother. Loki dodged him gracefully, throwing a charm at Tony. The man came unglued from the wall, but his body was forced to release it's hot, golden liquid. Tony tried, however futilely, to stop it, but the charm Loki had placed was stronger than his mortal form. He whimpered, feeling it soak into his clothes, flood out into the suit, leaving him standing in two different puddles of piss. At least he had thought to waterproof it, but still.....

The next thing he knew, Loki and Doom were both tied up in the binds that Thor was once in, Loki's screaming mouth bound this time. Thor approached Stark, who had his faceplate down now to hide the shame he was sure was all over his face. "Are you alright Stark?" He asked gently.

Tony nodded shyly. "Let's just go," he said, choosing to wak, however awkwardly, back to the others. Thor knew something was amiss, and as SHIELD approached to finish up with Loki and Doom, he followed Tony, fearing he was hurt.

"Stark, are you quite certain you're-"

"I said I'm fine Thor!" Tony snapped, feeling guilty, but he was trying to think how to hide this. Thor frowned.

"I am merely worried you are injured," Thor said. "Do not be rude. What hurts?"

"Just my pride," Tony mumbled, though he knew full well Thor could hear what he had said. Thor's eyes widened as he realized what must have happened.

"It is alright Stark, it has happened to all of us on more than one occasion," He said kindly. "It is one of many prices to pay in a battle. Loki and I can both attest to it."

"But the others..." He groaned, not wanting them to know.

"How many times has it happened to them?" Thor said. "You underestimate us, Stark. You might be surprised by..."

"Tony!" Steve called, rushing up to him. "What happened?! All of a sudden the force fields went down and we heard the banging from the east and then SHIELD showed up!"

"Nothing, all in a day's work. let's go home," Tony said quickly, his pants and shoes beginning to feel gross.

Natasha quirked an eyebrow. "They want us back at HQ for debriefing," She said. "Might I suggest Iron Man doesn't make an appearance? Fury really doesn't like him."

Tony felt as if he were two again. He stared at his shoes, not making any motion to really do anything. flying off would get his piss all over the suit (and him), taking off the suit would reveal his predicament, and.... and then he saw poor Bruce, passed out on a stretcher, a sopping wet blanket over him, and he sighed. If Bruce could deal, maybe he could too? He sighed.

"Tony, it's okay. Whatever happened, we can deal," Steve said gently, his gut telling him he probably knew what had happened.

Tony cringed, following the others on to the jet, nervously going towards the back to de-suit, at least to his calves. Well, it was nice being a super hero while it lasted. God he'd fucked up. He kept his head down as he finally walked back to the others, his stupid wet clothes clinging to his legs and beginning to itch.

Clint whispered something to Natasha and snickered, causing her to elbow him in the ribs. "Oww! Tasha!" He whined.

"You'd be wise to keep your mouth shut, unless you feel like telling everyone what happened in Budapest," She growled. Everyone looked at her curiously, even the half-awake Bruce, who had moved to rub Tony's shoulder.

Tony flinched, but finally said, "What DID happen in Budapest, Clint?" He asked curiously.

"Thanks Tasha," He muttered. "We were stranded in a warehouse, Natasha had a broken wrist and I had a lot more wrong with my leg and Coulson was still two hours out. And I had had a LOT of water, thanks to this one." He pointed to Natasha.

"You had exerted a lot in the battle and you couldn't afford to get dehydrated with your injuries," She said logically. "It was the only thing I could think TO do."

Steve smirked. "That was one thing they DIDN'T teach us in basic training," He said humorously. "Seriously Tony, don't feel bad. It happens."

Bruce nodded beside him, and somehow that was enough to make him feel a little less humiliated. He'd just have to remember to take care of THAT from now on.

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Yes I am aware I suck at endings. Always have. :P I do hope you like it! I have like, all but one request started and they are in varying stages of doneness. This one just sort of hit me and I literally could not stop once I started. :3

The first day's the hardest 5 (Part 2)

APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Bed-wetting, panic attacks..... Looks like that's it. :)

For those of us just joining in: Last time, Clint and Phil left for a mission, leaving Natasha with Maria Hill. They were watching 101 Dalmatians and are now going to investigate what's in the mysterious box on her kitchen table. Now then:

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Chapter 5 (Part 2):

"Let's take a peek," Maria smiled. In truth it was a present she was HOPING would keep Natasha still and well-behaved (And hopefully panic-attack free) while she was in meetings all day. She handed Natasha the package and smiled when the girl gasped. Inside was one of her blank sketchbooks, along with a coloring book and some crayons. Maria was quite fond of art, and had found it to be quite a stress reliever (Something she sorely needed in her line of work). She hoped it would work for Natasha as well. "Do you like it?"

Natasha nodded tearily. She still wasn't quite used to the idea of presents with no strings attached. It vaguely crossed her mind she should be "thanking" Maria for her gift, but the rational part of her told her not to. Maria let her examine them while she made lunch: Chicken and tomato sandwiches with arugula on her Panini press. She also grabbed two bottles of juice out of the fridge and a bag of sweet potato chips as well, ever the health nut. Natasha had decided to wait to use them and instead let Maria set the table. They ate in companionable silence, and Natasha sighed when she finally finished.

"Did you get enough to eat?" Maria asked. She didn't often deal with the refugees that SHIELD came across, but she noticed that they ALWAYS looked underfed. Natasha nodded eagerly, and Maria smiled. "Good. Go wash your hands while I get ready to go," She finished instructing. As Natasha slipped off into the guest bedroom, she made a mental to do list. Her notes were waiting on the table, she had Natasha's art supplies, her folder (She really needed to look through that later), and... the bear. If she left without the bear she was sure all hell would break loose. Luckily, when Natasha reemerged, she had it in her arms. Maria handed her the box, and off they went towards the conference room. Natasha was sat quietly outside the door, and the guards were instructed to inform her and only her if there were any problems. They nodded, saluting her. All in all things were relatively quiet. At least until someone came bustling towards the doors and the guards stopped them.

"State your business," The taller, bulkier brunette said.

"A-an issue has arisen with Agents Coulson and Barton," He stammered. "Assistant Director Hill is needed in command ASAP." Brunette didn't take his eyes off of the guy but his counterpart, the one with sandy blonde hair, went into the room. Natasha, meanwhile, paled. No. Clint promised he would come back! Her breathing came more rapidly, and it was then that the others noticed her.

"Who's that?" He asked.

"I dunno, Hill just told me to make sure she was good and if she wasn't to get her," Brunette said. Hill and Blondie emerged from the room, and Natasha frantically stood.

"Breathe Tasha, I'm sure this is nothing," Hill assured the clearly frightened girl. The five of them made their way to command, Natasha cradling her bear the whole way. "Talk to me, what's going on?"

"Their plane went off radar thirteen minutes ago. It was hijacked and Agent Barton was taken. Agent Coulson landed the jet and was the one who contacted us." Natasha began shaking. Clint had been taken. Phil had lost contact. He was in trouble. Her chest was tight. He was in danger. Her hands shook. Clint might... He might... She couldn't bring herself to finish that thought, and she didn't realize she was on her way to the ground until Maria caught her. She couldn't help the loud sob that escaped her. Suddenly all the agents in the room were glaring at her, until Maria barked some command and they all begrudgingly turned back to their work. Natasha wanted so badly for Clint, but he was lost and she had to stay here and be good. And a panic attack was not part of being good.

All of a sudden a new voice entered her realm. That girl... Tina. She moved to sit with Natasha while Maria went back to the chaos that was this mission. Natasha remained fairly quiet as she settled. Tina had another blanket and offered it to Natasha.

"Why do you always have blankets?" She asked, wrapping it around the two of them.

"They suggested it in training," She explained. "Agent Coulson takes us through a psych training as well as physical and mental. They give us different coping techniques to try, and one that works on me is snuggling with blankets. They seems to work for you too, at least a little."

Natasha nodded and remained quiet after that. She was still trembling. All she could think about was Clint, and if he would be okay.

The day passed slowly, and Tina and Natasha eventually made their way to the cafeteria. 

"He'll be okay Tasha," Tina said, setting a sandwich in front of her.

"You don't know that," she mumbled, poking the bread with her finger. "He said when you get captured, you have to judge what's best for your safety."

"And Clint is an expert at that by now," Tina promised. Natasha was about to open her mouth when Maria sat down with them.

"How close are you?" Natasha asked her instantly.

"Phil is working on a plan with the others as we speak," she informed the girls. "We're probably going to send in a team for extraction."

Natasha nodded. "How is Phil?" She asked nervously.

"He's in mission mode Tasha, he's just fine," Maria assured her. "You need to eat."

Natasha really did try, but she could barely stand to put half of her sandwich in her stomach, worrying if Clint would be getting any supper. It didn't seem fair for her to eat and not him. Finally Tina went back to her quarters and Maria lead Natasha back to her own.

"How often does this happen?" She whispered.

"More than you'll ever know, especially with Clint," Maria said gently. "The boy is a danger magnet." Natasha nodded slowly, curling into a ball on Maria's bed. "You need to sleep Natasha."

"Uh uh," she said, cuddling her bear. "Nightmares."

"Do you want to stay here?" She offered. Strange as that would be, promises were made, and at least one had to be kept. Natasha shook her head frantically.

"I-I'll... I guess he would want me to sleep," she whispered. Maria nodded. Natasha sulked off to the guest bedroom. The bed was so big and nice and would be such a hassle to try and clean when she inevitably messed it up. But anxiety attacks were tiring and she was already worn out from stressing about CLINT. She no more than curled up under the covers and she fell asleep.

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The next time she opened her eyes, it was morning. She could tell because of the smell of maple syrup and meat coming into the room. She sat up with a stretch, grimacing when she felt the soaked bed beneath her. She would have to deal with that today. She sighed and went to get in the shower and start the endless cycle of her day. It wasn't as bad as usual. Maria made sure not to mention anything about the mission or the fact that both of them looked like they had gotten next to no sleep. But then it got exponentially worse when Maria led her to the medical wing, bear in arms.

"No!" Natasha said, trying to run before the two beefy guards from the day before carried her into the therapy office. She screamed and cursed in Russian but it did her no good.

"Natasha," A new voice said. She looked up to see herself sitting with a new female. She was thin and blonde and had a ring on her finger. "I heard some things happened yesterday that upset you." Silence. Absolute silence. If she didn't talk it would give them less to use against her and make them let her go quicker. "Are you going to talk today or should we do something else?" Natasha raised an eyebrow and the blonde lady smirked. "Come on, do you like exercise?" It turned out that the medical wing had a recreational exercise room. No punching bags (Much to her disappointment), but she could run on the treadmill to her hearts content, and THAT is when she opened up about Clint, and the panic attacks, and a little bit about her bedwetting. The blonde took notes, until Natasha was sweaty and crying and barely jogging as the treadmill came to a complete stop.

"What if he never comes back?" She finally asked. The blonde looked torn between telling her the truth or a lie, when she finally settled on a compromise. "I think you'd still be here. Well taken care of, by all of us. But I think he's okay, and he'll come back Tasha." Another pretty lie she let herself believe. She decided she needed some alone time after that, and went back to Maria's place. It was quiet, clean. She showered again before stripping the bed and taking it to the wash, coming back up and passing out in Maria's bed.

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"Natasha?" Maria called. It was her voice that Natasha awoke to, and it took all of about twenty seconds for the color to drain from her face. Distraction, she needed a distraction.

"Um, I-I'll be out in a minute!" She called.

"Are you sure? I have good news," Maria said, her voice closer. Bad, this was very bad. She began shaking as she panicked. Think. Think... The lock! Stupid. She quickly locked the door. "Nat! What the hell?!"

"Um, I-I was... working on a surprise and it's not ready!" Stupidest. Response. Ever. Maria, ever the agent, began to pick the lock with one of her hairpins. Natasha's stomach dropped and she whimpered. Well, this was nice while it lasted. The door flew open, a slightly pissed off assistant director about to demand answers before she realized they were spelled out in front of her. Huh. She momentarily thinks that she should have read Natasha's file when she was trying to sleep last night.

"Oh Nat," She finally said.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I didn't mean to I'll clean it up and buy you a new bed and do whatever you want I promise just don't- Don't-"

"Natasha, come on, relax," Maria said, handing her the bear. She snuggled the thing close, trying to breathe in what little of Clint she had left, bitter tears rolling down her cheeks. "Come on, you're okay. You're safe Natasha. No one is going to hurt you, okay? It was just an accident."

Natasha sobbed harder, expecting to be hit or violated but instead she was gently scooped up and set down in the guest room. Maria dug out some extra clothes, and handed them to her. "Get dressed. They're back," she told her before leaving. Natasha steadied herself enough to try and get out her wet clothes. She could shower later. As soon as she was changed she ran to find Agent Hill, who was waiting by the door. As she followed her to the infirmary/medical wing, she tried to keep her breathing even. The last thing she wanted was to go into hysterics now...

Finally she saw him. He was unconscious and all cut up, bloody and he was covered in bruises. She wanted to scream his name, but she couldn't seem to form a coherent thought. Clint was here. He was alive. For the first time in a long time.... someone kept their promise to her.

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