Hahahaha. Yes, I very much agree.
I’m partial to Charlie/Jo myself but Charlie and Meg could get into so much trouble together. And the three of them together? Look out, world. lol. Charle would love it though because she’s got a thirst for adventure and Meg and Jo are definitely more adventurous than she thought she’d ever be comfortable with.
Meg/Pamela is super hot and I am totally into it.
Well… my laptop crashed and now it’s half midnight so lets do this!! *Honestly I don’t know what this is and it’s 1AM and I’m sorry this is late. *.* Oh and Jo’s archery skills are legit mine.
Jo was sat, on a broken, plastic bench, watching Charlie arch. Grudgingly she’d been dragged along to one of Charlie’s archery lessons. And of course the lessons were outside and of course it had to be pouring down with rain as well. Jo shivered in the cold.
“Come on, Jo! It’s your turn now!” Charlie called out. Jo stood up and walked up to the line, as she passed Charlie, she planted a kiss on Jo’s cheek. Jo smiled slightly and went to pick up the bow and arrow. She glanced at the target Charlie had been using, all three arrows were planted next to the bullseye. She picked up the bow and tried to slip one of the arrows onto the string.
“No, that’s not what you do!” Said the instructor who had been sitting watching the girls. He had praised Charlie every time, though Jo was not as lucky. Jo moved the arrow to the side a bit, as she was prompted by the instructor. She pulled back the bowstring and let the arrow fly. It stuck itself into some mud roughly ten feet away. It was nowhere near the target. Jo picked up another arrow and slid it onto the bow string as the instructor had said. This time the arrow flew through the air in completely the wrong direction. She picked up her final arrow and it finally hit the target, though it was only on the first ring, Charlie yelled out, “WOOO! Go Jo!” Jo blushed and looked down at the mud on her boots and the instructor rolled his eyes. She walked back to the broken bench and Charlie hugged her.
“Thanks for coming, I know you don’t want to be here.” Charlie whispered into Jo’s ear.
“No, it’s fine.” Jo squeezed Charlie’s hand then sat back down. Jo watched as Charlie hit the bullseye three more times, the instructor constantly beaming at her. After those three arrows they had to leave as there was another lesson twenty minutes later. They walked back to the car holding hands. Jo’s hands were numb from the cold. She slid into the passenger seat, turning on air conditioner and still holding Charlie’s hand.
who’s the cuddler: Totally Charlie. She’s a cuddle monster.
who makes the bed: Neither of them. The bed is only made when the landlord has to do inspections or fix the AC but even then it’s not likely.
who wakes up first: Charlie. Or, more accurately, Charlie does not go to sleep. She says up until the sun comes up. Or, that’s what Jo assumes, she’s usually asleep at night like a normal person.
who has the weird taste in music: Charlie really likes pop music or anything that’s upbeat. Jo listens to rock music, so neither of them has really “weird” taste in music.
who is more protective: Jo. She will fight you.
who sings in the shower: The both do, but Jo denies it. Charlie embraces it.
who cries during movies: Charlie. She’s a sensitive soul.
who spends the most while out shopping: Charlie, but she does most of her shopping online.
who kisses more roughly: Jo’s a little more aggressive.
who is more dominate: Jo. Charlie isn’t a push over by any means, but Jo is definitely more dominant.
gets jealous the most: Charlie, actually. She’s the first person to swing her arm around Jo’s shoulders and introduce herself as Jo’s girlfriend.
one headcanon I have: Charlie made the first move. She’s super confident when it comes to flirting with ladies and it completely floored Jo because she always thought of Charlie as a shy, easily frazzled girl.
nicknames: Jo calls Charlie things like geek squad, your highness, and muffin butt (don’t ask). Charlie doesn’t use nicknames so much but has described Jo as the Gabrielle to her Xena.
my rating of the ship from 1-10: 9
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