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[curiously_cora]

There were two bowls filled with a sort of beige slop. Twenty six slightly odd shaped cookies in the oven. And there was one recipe book flying through the air. All of which could possibly have something to do with the screaming teenager flailing awkwardly in the doorway.

Coraline was stuck. She couldn't move out of the doorway no matter how much

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[luke_castellan]

[curiously_cora]

Coraline glanced at Luke, cheeks flushing red as she tried to wriggle free. Coraline did not want Luke to have to kiss her, if he wanted to kiss her then that would have been a different story but no one wanted to kiss Coraline. No one wanted Coraline at all.

"I'm stuck," Coraline said.

[luke_castellan]

[curiously_cora]

"No, I won't. Someone has to kiss you, no one wants to kiss me. Stupid evil, enchanted mistletoe go pick on someone else!" Coraline said as she twisted and tried to break free. Coraline sighed, looking behind to try and see the biscuits. She could smell them at least. They smelled awful. "Are they burnt bad?"

[c_thomas_flood]

Tommy was coming down the stairs, hoping for a quite afternoon in the rec room with a book, when the frustrated yelling reached him from down the corridor. He caught the sentence from the beginning of the list of hates, and was shocked to find the source of hatred to be one rather upset young girl in the kitchen doorway.

Tommy edged closer, overwhelmed by the amount of problems the girl apparently had, and hoping he could find the right words before being seen. "Are you alright?" He asked, after deciding to keep it simple.

[curiously_cora]

"No, no I'm not. I can't move, I'm stuck." Coraline said, groaning in frustration as she tried to wiggle free. Coraline did not like being rescued, Coraline was the rescuer and liked to rescue herself but this mistletoe was not budging at all. Evil, enchanted mistletoe. "Can you help?"

[c_thomas_flood]

Tommy pointed to the mistletoe and raised an eyebrow. "What? I have to...?"

He glanced down the corridor, uncomfortable with the act and worried what a passer by would think. "Isn't there somebody around here that you, uh, know? Another... young person?" Tommy asked, peering past her into the kitchen, hoping to point out somebody more cut-out for the task.

[curiously_cora]

"Kiss me on the lips." Coraline said seriously. Coraline did not like being helpless and she certainly didn't want to kiss him. She didn't even know him. "If I waited for someone my age, I'd be waiting an awful long time. No one here is my age."

[percy_jackson]

It's the sound of Coraline saying the word "fucking" that sends me running. I've never heard her say that word at all. The fact that she's starting suggests that something is wrong -- possibly something requiring a sword. Unfortunately, I've left mine at home.

But then I burst into the room, shouting, "Coraline! What is it?" when I see, in fact, what it is. There's mistletoe over Coraline's head. And the girl is looking very, very frustrated.

I remember Zell being forced to dance to Michael Jackson on Halloween. I know what mistletoe is for.

I covered my face in my hands. "Oh, Tartarus! Here we go again."

[curiously_cora]

Coraline glanced at Percy, sighing in frustration and annoyance. Of course it had to be Percy, it couldn't have been Jake or Ed or someone she actually liked. It had to be Percy who wasn't good at kissing at all.

"Percy, come here." Coraline said struggling against the invisible bonds that stuck her where she is. "I need you to kiss me."

[percy_jackson]

"Yeah," I said, coming forward. "I know how this works."

It was a perfectly functional kiss, but that didn't mean I needn't put some effort into it. I took her by the shoulders and I kissed her on the lips. It was firm, to the point, and I let it last a few seconds before letting go, on the off chance that the Island magic would demand something more than just a peck on the cheek.

The embarrassment? Well, that came afterward. Immediately afterward. I felt my cheeks flushing, and I looked away. "How was that? Did it work?"

[curiously_cora]

Coraline looked at Percy waiting for him to come over and help her. Coraline looked at Percy curiously as he put his hands on her shoulders and then kissed her. Coraline let out a soft oh as she rested her hands on Percy's waist, leaning in just a little as Percy kissed her. That was much nicer than before. Sort of nice-nice.

Coraline closed her eyes briefly before she scrunched up her face and pulled away as if she'd been kissing a wet smelly salmon and not Percy. Her flushed cheeks kind of gave her embarassment away though.

"Erm," Coraline wiggled her feet before smiling brightly at Percy and throwing her arms happily around him. It was the first real time Coraline had properly smiled and smiled in Percy's presence since Adam. "You're the best Percy."

[red_ponytail]

Bill heard Coraline yelling as he went into the kitchen, but he also smelled the burning food, so he quickly pulled the biscuits from the oven before the place started to fill with smoke, then half-jogged to where she was.

"Coraline, what are you on abou - oh, bloody hell," he said as he turned the corner and saw what she was standing under. "You're stuck, aren't you."

[curiously_cora]

"No, I can move just give me a minute. I won't be defeated by an evil, enchanted piece of mistletoe!" Coraline said flailing forward before screaming in frustration. "They won't move and now my cookies are burnt too. I hate this stupid island."

[red_ponytail]

"Coraline." He didn't say it loudly, but his tone left no room for arguement. "You're all right, you're just stuck, you know that. You need someone to kiss you."

[curiously_cora]

"But no one wants to kiss me," Coraline said trying to wriggle herself free and then tried to hit herself free. Coraline hated being trapped and she hated feeling like this and she hated the stupid island. "Let me go!"

[little_moons]

In the hallway, I stand back and just watch while she dissolves into a pretty fuckin' impressive tantrum, all flailing girly fists and ear-splitting screams. I saw Wendy like this, once or twice, back when we were kids. George a couple more times than that. The weirdest fuckin' shit'll make me feel all nostalgic, these days.

"Jesus Christ, Coraline. You're gonna wake the fuckin' dead."

Chuckling quietly, I walk down the hall into the kitchen, grabbing a pot holder and rescuing the cookies burning in the oven. Dumping the tray onto the top of stove, I slip back into the rec room, keeping just enough distance that I won't get stuck under there with her just yet.

[curiously_cora]

"I'm going to kill you evil, enchanted mistletoe. You'll rue the day you messed with Coraline Carter!" Coraline screeched as she pulled down on the mistletoe desperate to rip it to shreds. It didn't move though. And it just made her flail around more. "Will not wake the dead!"

Coraline shouted childishly back at Neil, scowiling at him as he wandered off and chuckled. She could hear him.

"This isn't funny Neil!" Coraline said, hitting out at the mistletoe and the door before coming to a huffing, sulky stop. "Are they all burned?"

[little_moons]

"A little dark around the edges, but they're not that bad," I tell her, but there's a chance they're charred black on the bottoms. I didn't check.

"It's a little bit funny."

[curiously_cora]

"I just wanted them to be perfect for Bill. They were my first cookies," Coraline said making a face at that. Coraline's mother had neither the time or patience to bake with her daughter and her father had been a disaster at cooking. Coraline's knowledge of cooking came from being able to do two things; pierce a plastic lid and using the timer on the microwave.

"It is not." Coraline said scowling even more at Neil as she bounced. If she could have lifted her feet she would have been stomping them right now. Coraline looked at Neil curiously. "Neil, can you come here a second?"