Honestly, Herc thought that he should have expected this all along. When their Jaeger had gone down, there was a reason that everyone's reactions were more disbelief than shock and grief.

Those two were as near to invincible as it was possible for humans to be.

But they were in the middle of a war against giant sea monsters – even the impossible seemed possible, and when the two of them hadn't surfaced in the Bay, they had all admitted that the incredible seemed to have happened.

They were a Shatterdome crew, used to and hardened against the constant loss of people they had known well, so they had collected themselves and moved on. They had an apocalypse to cancel, and there would be more than enough time to grieve if they managed to do that.

So here they were. In the middle of a 'dome wide celebration over the closing of the Breach, the end of the war, and the safe return of not only Gypsy Danger's pilots, but miraculously, Chuck as well.

And then the two of them had walked in.

When Alexis said, "We heard there was a party here. You have vodka, da?" a grin spreading over his bruised face while his hand clutched Sasha's – and Herc really didn't want to know how she'd managed to get away without any visible injuries – as the entire Shatterdome stared at them in awe, he shook his head.

He really should have known better than to believe that the Kaidonovskys were dead. After all, his life had never been that simple.

I...honestly have no idea what this is.
Kind of a compilation crack!fic of comments people have made on the kink meme? Idk.

Please read and review though! I'd love to hear what you thought of it :)