FTRS one shots and short stories

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The crew (minus AG) is 16. AG is 15.

I haven't slept all week. I haven't eaten in 2 days. I haven't had any time to myself all month.

My feet ache.

My stomachs hurts.

My head is pounding constantly.

I finally sit down on my bed. My eyes flutter closed but sleep doesn't come because I'm interrupted.

"Gilly! We need your help in the kitchen! Someone set a rat loose!" Someone calls.

I let out a groan and force myself to stand up.

My hands are red and raw from working in the garden for 5 hours. My arms are sunburnt and covered in bug bites from forgetting to put on sunblock and bug spray. My face is just as sunburnt but it has far less bug bites.

I walk down to the kitchen and feel pain shoot up my legs with each step.

Jax is away with his family. He has been for the past 2 months, which is kind of a good thing because if he were here he'd be upset at the condition I'm in.

I enter the kitchen, find the mouse, trap it, and let it go outside.

"Gilly! We need your help!"

"No, we need Gilly's help!"

"No! I need Gilly right now! Y'all can have her help later!"

I close my eyes and take a breath.

Surface Pressure from Encanto

"I'm the strong one, I'm not nervous, I'm as tough as the crust of the Earth is.

I move mountains, I move churches, and I glow cause I know what my worth is.

I don't ask how, hard the work is, got a rough indestructible surface. Diamond and platinum, I find 'em, I flatten 'em.

I take what I'm handed, I'll break what's demanded, but

I do everything they ask.

Under the surface, I feel berserk as a tightrope walker in a three-ring circus

Under the surface, was Hercules ever like 'Yo, I don't wanna fight Cerberus'?

Under the surface, I'm pretty sure I'm worthless if I can't be of service

What am I if I can't help people?

A flaw or a crack, the straw in the stack, that breaks the camels back, what breaks the camels back, it's

Pressure like a drip, drip, drip that'll never stop, whoa
Pressure that'll tip, tip, tip, 'till you just go pop, whoa

Give it to your hero, your hero's 'older' give her all the heavy things we can't shoulder, who am I if I can't run with the ball, if I fall to

I'm so much younger than most of the people who need my help. Why can't they get Pete?

Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won't let go, whoa
Pressure like a tick, tick, tick, 'till it's ready to blow, whoa

Give it to your hero, your hero's stronger, see if she can hang on a little longer, who am I if I can't carry it all, if I falter

What if I make a mistake?

Under the surface, I hide my nerves and it worsens, I worry something is gonna hurt us

Under the surface, the ship doesn't swerve as it heard how big the iceberg is