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jojo + netty soulmate meeting

Netty could hear someone, but she could not, for the love of all things holy, see where they were.

Until they fell from a tree.

Jojo pulled herself up from the ground, a tangle of limbs and dark hair. She huffed as she reached a hand up to straighten her glasses. Only then did she seem to notice Netty, obvious in the little “oh” she let out. She coughed, offering a sheepish smile. “Hey there.”

Netty couldn’t help the scrap of laughter that bubbled up. She approached Jojo with her hands outstretched, silently asking if she was alright. Jojo shrugged, brushing a patch of dirt off her sleeve.

“Hey, you’re looking a little beaten down yourself,” she pointed out, gesturing at Netty’s—well, at Netty. Her eyebrows knit, which was frankly ridiculous. Netty wasn’t the one that had just fallen from a tree.

Netty frowned, looking herself over. “Oh, I suppose I do, huh. I thought I was being careful.”

Jojo tilted her head curiously. “Has your soulmate been taking loads of damage, then? Because, like, I saw Stacy miss the water when she jumped off the mountain, got her down to like two hearts.”

“No, I don’t think so?” Netty craned her neck around. Her back was aching something fierce, and her tailbone felt like it’d jammed itself against a brick wall. Bruises would probably coat the lower half of her torso by the next morning. “Huh. I don’t know when that happened, to be honest.”

An odd, off-center beat of silence passed. Jojo opened her mouth once, closed it, and tried again. “You didn’t happen to take damage when I fell, did you?”

Netty blinked.

Huh.

She grimaced with a smile, shrugging. “This is rather silly, but I’m not very good with pain? I always wake up in the morning with all these scratches and marks that I swear I didn’t get. My brother used to tease me for it, I think. Called me clumsy and all.”

Jojo’s mouth quirked upward. “Okay, how about– how about you pinch me?” She brandished her arm, shoving back her sleeve and sticking it in Netty’s face. “I don’t wanna hurt you, so you do it.”

Laughing, Netty reached up. “This looks rather ridiculous out of context.”

“Yeah, well, good thing we’re the only ones around, then,” Jojo said with a grin. She waved her arm around.

Netty pinched her gently, hardly causing any pain at all. Nevertheless, a twin bloom of upset nerves flashed on her own upper arm like they themselves had been subject to it.

Both of their eyes flashed up, staring at each other. Neither of them had prepared the correct reaction for this situation. 

Jojo broke the silence first. “Yo,” she whispered excitedly. “We’re soulmates, Net!”

Netty’s grin split her face so hard she was certain Jojo could feel it. “Aww! This is so sweet, I–” Her words tumbled out quicker than her mouth could keep up. “I’m honored to be your soulmate.”

“The honor’s all mine.” Jojo snatched Netty’s hand with a flourish, bending down and bowing. She pressed a chaste kiss to her knuckles. “Welcome to team Jetty!”

“We’re working on that name.”

“Nope.”

“Why were you in the tree, anyway?”

Jojo turned away. “Would you hate me if I told you parkour is mainly how I get around?”

Netty snorted. “We’re building a treehouse. It’s fate. Treehouses are a necessity.”

“Net, I am already in love with you. Marry me.”

She gasped. “Buy me dinner first! Jeez.”

“I mean, I already bruised your entire back, so–”

Netty shoved her, ignoring the press of pain in her own side. These were going to be an interesting few weeks.