Element (Book 3)

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Ch 12 - Weird and Adorable Blossom

“Hey Bond?”

“Yes blossom?”

“Are you Double-O-Seven or Six?”

She laughed.

“Hey Bond?”

“Yes blossom?”

“Are you afraid of seven? I heard he eight nine.”

She laughed.

“Hey Bond?”

“Yes blossom?”

“If you’re Bond, and together we’re bound, does that make me u?”

She laughed.

“Hey Bond?”

“Yes blossom?”

“Is our ship name Bossom or blond?”

She laughed.

“Hey Bond?”

“Yes blossom?”

“If I say your name according to the way it should really sound, it comes out like Ksander, so technically your name is Kassandra.”

She laughed.

“Hey Bond?”

“Yes blossom?”

“Do you know what youuse to keep your coffee hot?”

“No, what?”

“A thanos.”

She laughed.

“Hey Bond?”

“OH FOR THE LOVE OF CHEETOS, SHUT UP!”

She scowled.

“Blossom, I think your brother is going to kill you if you keep going,” I told her.

Not that that stopped her.

“Psst. Hey Bond?” she whispered.

I laughed a little. “Yes blossom?”

“I want to go to a tattoo parlour,” she said.

“Why?” I asked.

“TATTOO YOUR NAME ACROSS MY HEART, SO IT WILL REMAIN. NOT EVEN DEATH CAN MAKE US PART-”

The door to our room flew open and Nick sent her a murderous glare. “Sing one more note. I triple dare you.”

“AND IMMA TATTOO YOUR NAME ON MY ARM. BABY I JUST WAN- oof!”

“I warned you Ellie, I warned your stupid sugar high ass! I have had it with you,” Nick said as he continually smacked her arms.

Meanwhile I was barely breathing from how hard I was laughing.

You see, the thing is blossom brought this upon herself. I warned her that if she ate all the candy she bought, she’d be super hyper (and a different person really) and give Nick a reason to kill her. Instead she just loved hearing that there was a possibility she could irritate Nick.

He must’ve really had enough because that dive was one of the greatest things I’ve ever witnessed.

“You’re just jealous that you can’t sing like me,” she shouted as she kicked him off of her.

“Jealous? Why would I be jealous of a croaking fish?” he asked landing a painful punch on her arm.

“Fish don’t croak moron!” she said, returning an equally painful punch to his gut.

I went over to separate them. “Alright you two, break it up.”

“She torched my favourite t-shirt Xander. If you don’t kill this high, I’m going to kill her,” he threatened.

“Not if I kill you first,” she shot back. I put my arms around her and put my hand on the mouth.

“I’ll deal with her. Go back to bed,” I told him. He glared at her before leaving the room.

“Blossom,” I called.

“Hmm?” she replied.

“Why are you licking my hand you disgusting toad?” I asked her.

She was mumbling so I removed my hand. “You like me licking your hand.”

“No I don’t. It’s disgusting,” I argued.

“No human being who doesn’t like being licked keeps their hand over someone’s mouth that long,” she countered, smirking.

“You have the dirty mind of a creepy old man,” I taunted.

She narrowed her eyes at me. “Say that to me again when you want to have fun times and see how far you get.”

“Whatever old man. Put on your shoes,” I instructed as I put on my leather jacket.

“I’m one with the floor right now, so I’m going to go with no,” she replied.

“We’re going out, so if you want to go barefoot, be my guest,” I told her.

She grabbed myslippers. “Where are we going?”

“On an adventure,” I responded.

“To a far, faraway land?” she said sweetly.

I chuckled and hugged her, kissing her forehead. “We’re going to McDonald’s.”

“Am I allowed to go on the kiddies play ground?” she asked.

“I don’t think so, but we’ll go to the park,” I offered.

She punched the air. “Yes!”

Ladies and gentlemen, the world’s weirdest blossom.

She jumped onto my back and I carried her out of the room. “It’s almost two in the morning. Where are the two of you going?”

“Gee Thales, you’re so nosy. They should’ve named you tha-nose, but none tha-les, your name fits,” blossom said before laughing at her own unintelligent joke.

My brother pinched the bridge of his nose. “That is so stupid.”

“Your face is stupid, stupid,” she said before getting down from my back and heading to the kitchen.

“You’ve hit the jackpot there little brother. Does she even know why you hate being called by that name?” he asked me.

“We haven’t gotten around to having that conversation yet. Speaking of which, have you found anything?” I asked.

“No. You know I’ll tell you if I do. The Cypher records are just proving to be really difficult to crack since they are in the vault,” he reminded.

“I’ll see if I can get us access,” I replied.

He shook his head. “You and I both know that you can’t. Why don’t you just tell Nick, Jayme and Elle? I’m sure the three of them won’t mind helping us.”

“He’s wanted Thales, and if we’re correct about our theory, then bringing anyone else into this is just putting their lives in danger,” I pointed out.

He shot me a dry look. “Because we’re all safe right now.”

“You know exactly what I mean. Judas isn’t someone we want to be playing games with,” I replied.

“Fine, but you know where I stand on this. There’s no way we’re finding out anything without help,” he said as blossom walked back into the room. She had a bowl of bacon with her.

“You know that’s Nick’s bacon right? Wait, of course you know,” I said, realizing what she was doing as she smirked.

My brother laughed. “You are just begging for death.”

“That will teach him to interrupt my wonderful singing,” she said, shrugging.

“We’ll be back,” I told him before taking her hand in mine.

“You know, I can’t eat this good bacon with you holding my hand,” she pointed out as we walked to the car.

“Are you choosing me over bacon?” I asked.

“Of course! It strips better than you,” she said before laughing at her own pun.

Admittedly, even I had to laugh at that one. “You’re so lame.”

“Bitch please! I’m fabulous!” she sassed, flipping her hair, only to have it land in her mouth.

“Why do I love you?” I asked, laughing.

She sent me an adorable smile. “Well that’s easy. You’re into aliens.”

I laughed. “That I am blossom, that I am.”

She got hit by a major memory wave after Jayme’s interruption. She remembers up until before I left for Germany, so she’s almost got all her memories back, or at least the ones from our time together. Unfortunately the interruption is what sent her on the need for a sugar high.

She was hiding her pain.

We got to the car and I opened the passenger door for her. She got in and I closed the door before heading to the driver’s side. She was singing ‘twinkle twinkle bacon strips, how delicious and oily you are’by the time we left.

At any agency, they teach you about such things, especially when you’re recruited from a young age. Agents, much luck soldiers, deal with traumatic or emotionally stressful situations differently to civilians, and that’s exactly what was happening right now.

Nick explained to me that as far as he knows, blossom never had a childhood, which is why sugar gets her on this high. It’s her body’s way of dealing with everything, and she becomes the little kid she never got to be.

Like I said, we all deal differently.

So I don’t love her any less for this.

If anything, I think I love her even more when she gets like this. She makes the dumbest jokes and the best part is that she doesn’t need anyone to laugh because she already thinks of herself as a comedic genius.

She’s also very vulnerable.

It’s a different kind of vulnerable compared to when she’s afraid. This vulnerability is the kind that just really makes you want to protect her from the world. She’s like a fluffy little kitten, and I find it completely adorable.

“Hey Bond?” she called.

“Yes blossom?” I replied.

“Are we always going to be agents?” she asked.

“I don’t know. Do you not want to be an agent?” I asked.

“I love being an agent, but how are we going to have a family and stay in this life? Isn’t it dangerous? Or do we also plan to keep my family’s tradition going by inducting our kids into this life from an early age?” she questioned.

“I’ve never really thought about it that way. I want to say that we shouldn’t be agents, but then again with how our lives are, who knows just how they’ll turn out? What do you want to do?” I asked her.

She sighed. “I just want to be happy with you. If we do introduce them to this life, then we do so as their guides. We won’t fail them the way we were failed by this world. We have scars Xander, scars that we may never even deal with, but we know that they’re there, and we still feel the pain. The biggest thing I would want us to do is shield them from pain, whether or not we’re still in this world.”

It was pretty obvious then that her sugar high was dying down.

I reached out to hold her hand. “We both know how it feels to be failed, so I believe that we’ll make excellent parents.”

She smiled before kissing my hand. “We just need to make it there.”

“Oh you know we will,” I replied.

“On Sparkle’s life?” she asked.

It was my turn to kiss her hand. “On Sparkle’s life.”

I decided to change the destination I had in mind, and I could see that she was curious about where we were going. We finally arrived, and the happiness on her face was totally worth it. I parked the car and exited before going to get the small blanket from the back seat since I was driving the Tesla. I then went around to open the door for her.

“It’s late. Are we even allowed to be here?” she asked.

“I know the guy who’s working security, and he just so happens to know how to operate the Ferris wheel,” I informed.

She squealed before once again jumping onto my back. I managed to hold onto her thighs and the blanket as we headed towards the security guard. His name is Ricardo and he’s a former Cypher agent. He quit because he was just tired of the thrill.

Something I could never be.

I mean, I get where blossom is coming from about us leaving this world behind, but if we did, I think it would be in the name of our family. There’s no way that she’d ever get over the thrill. When you’re that good, you’re that good for a reason.

I would know.

“Six? Well isn’t this a surprise. What are you doing here of all places?” Ricardo asked once he recognized me.

“Hey man! My fiancée is in a bit of a down and out mood, so I was hoping to use my connections to get her onto the Ferris wheel,” I replied.

“Fiancée? You’re engaged?” he asked, shocked.

Blossom waved at him, giggling. “Hi! I’m Elle.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Elle. I’m Ricardo,” he replied.

“So? Can we go on the wheel?” I asked.

“Sure thing man. Do you want me to stop it up there?” he asked, eyeing the blanket in my hand.

Blossom and I looked up at the sky and it was sprinkled with stars. “Definitely.”

“Alright! Go on and pick a booth,” he said.

We headed and did just that. We sat down and locked ourselves in before I covered our legs with the blanket. We were similarly dressed, each in a pair of my sweatpants (yes, the both of us were wearing mypants), and she was wearing Nick’s Twenty One Pilots t-shirt, while I was wearing my Linkin Park t-shirt. We were both wearing a pair of my slippers, and she was wearing Jayme’s hoodie and my brother’s beanie.

She wanted to have a piece of all of us on her.

None of us bothered asking why.

The wheel started moving and she cuddled into my side. I put my arm around her and we said nothing as we ascended. When we reached the top, the wheel stopped and I looked down at Ricardo who shot me thumbs up, to which I nodded.

“It’s so quiet up here,” blossom commented after a while.

“Well everyone is sleeping,” I pointed out.

“But it’s not just that. It’s so peaceful and the view of the stars is magnificent,” she commented.

I shrugged. “In comparison to my future wife, it’s alright.”

She giggled. “The chivalry never dies with you, does it?”

“I call it stating facts,” I argued.

“Can I ask you a really random question?” she asked.

I nodded. “Shoot.”

“Can you sing?” she asked.

I narrowed my eyes at her. “Why?”

“I’ve just had a really random thought to go along with that random question. I was wondering if you were told to sing a song to me to save my life in this very moment, which song you would sing,” she explained.

“That’s not even weird or random anymore,” I commented, making her laugh.

“So?” she poked.

I didn’t say anything, looking out at the stars. I mean, I could sing, but singing isn’t something I really do. However, now that she’d brought it up, I couldn’t help but think about the answer to her question.

And then it hit me as I looked back into her natural green eyes.

“Should this be the last thing I see, I want you to know it’s enough for me, cause all that you are is all that I’ll ever need.”

She looked up at me, tears in her eyes. “Really?”

I leaned in and kissed her. “Really.”

“You have a beautiful voice, and I hate you for that,” she commented.

“Why?’ I asked, laughing.

“Is there anythingyou can’t do?” she questioned.

“I can’t juggle,” I confessed.

She blinked long and hard before she burst out laughing. “Of all the things.”

“It’s true though. You’d think that with my skills I’d be able to master something as simple as juggling, but I just can’t,” I admitted.

“That’s the best thing I’ve heard all week. I really needed that,” she said as she wiped away her tears.

She laughed that hard.

“I’m glad my failure in life brought you joy,” I mocked.

“You’re too adorable Xander, really,” she giggled.

I pouted. “I hate you now.”

“Hey! I just realized that you technically said I love you first,” she said.

“I know I did,” I said, not understanding what she was getting at.

“No, I mean on our first date. You can’t tell me that you really meant you hate me when I tickled you,” she explained.

I could feel the tips of my ears heating up. “Well, no, but love?”

“Aaaaw, my Bond loved me before he knew how to tell me. No wonder you just blurted it out at the apartment,” she teased.

“How did this end up being a roasting session for me?” I questioned.

She giggled. “I love you so much Bond. You are my one source of happiness in this messed up world.”

“I love you too blossom,” I said before kissing her.

Because I will never get tired of listening to her educating me about astronomy, we sat there for the next hour with her telling me about the different stars. We spotted a really bright star and she told me to close my eyes and make a wish. She kissed me while my eyes were closed.

“Now our wishes are combined,” she said with a cheeky smile.

“You’re a dork blossom,” I teased.

She shrugged, sticking her tongue out at me. “As long as I’m your only dork, there are no arguments here.”

“Always,” I said, chuckling.

We finally went down after I signalled to Ricardo to bring us down. I thanked him for everything and he wished us well for our future. He was surprised when blossom hugged him, but she’s nice like that, so I saw it coming.

“I really want to go to a tattoo parlour,” she commented as we drove to a McDonald’s.

This beast of a child still wanted to eat.

“They’re all closed right now, but I know a tattoo artist if you really want a tattoo right now,” I replied.

She did a little dance. “Ay, my man’s got the hook up.”

“You and Nick are such weirdoes,” I teased.

“And you and Jayme are in love with weirdoes, so who are the bigger weirdoes?” she countered.

I chuckled. “This is the alien argument all over again.”

“We’re all just strange people living in an even stranger world,” she commented.

I couldn’t even argue with that. She switched on the radio, not failing to remind me about what a Grinch I used to be about her touching my radio. To be fair, I didn’t want to have to explain why my radio is so complicated.

We arrived at McDonald’s and she wanted to go inside and order, so I called Jason in the meantime. “It’s almost five in the morning. What could you possibly be calling me for at five in the morning?”

“I need a favour. Elle wants a tattoo,” I told him.

“It’s five in the morning. What could she possibly want a tattoo at this time for?” he asked.

“It’s a long story. I wouldn’t bother you if she didn’t need this. I don’t know why she wants one either, but I do know that she needs to get one right now if she’s going to be ok,” I replied.

He sighed and I could hear shuffling in the background. “You owe me big time for this. Are you on your way now?”

“We’re still at McDonald’s,” I informed.

“Alright, I should be set up by the time you arrive. Do you know where she wants the tattoo?” he asked.

“Nope!” I replied.

“Ok! I guess I’ll see you in a bit then,” he replied before hanging up.

“Who was that?” blossom asked me once I’d put the phone in my pocket.

“Jason; he’s the one who’s going to give you your tattoo,” I informed.

“Is he good?” she asked.

I nodded. “It’s what he does part time.”

“Ok,” she said before giving me my food.

It was a short drive to Jason’s house and we knocked on the door once we’d arrived. He opened the door, fully dressed in his pyjamas before leading us to his work station. He asked her what she wanted, and she whispered in his ear.

“I am, but what does that have to do with anything?” he asked.

“I just knew you might be,” she said before whispering in his ear again. I was curious, especially since his eyes widened.

“Are you sure?” he asked, to which she nodded.

“Well ok. If he’s for it, then I don’t see why not,” he replied.

“If I’m for what?” I asked. He explained my fiancee’s crazy plan to me, and I could only look at her in shock.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“I’ve never been surer of anything in my life,” she said, smiling.

“They’re going to kill us, you know that right?” I pointed out.

She shrugged. “It’s not about them.”

Well alright then.

We spent the next four hours there with Jason doing his best to follow her wishes. When he was done, everything was exactly the way she wanted it to be. Again, the happiness on her face was worth everything.

She ambushed him in a hug. “Thank you so much Jason.”

“You’re most welcome Elle. I’ve never done anything like that before, so thanks for the experience,” he said, laughing.

I was about to say something when my phone vibrated. “Blossom, we have to go.”

“What’s going on?” she asked.

“They’re awake.”

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