let's be honest, I've never met a cliche I didn't like

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Because there is no such thing as too much of a good thing, especially if you live in paradise:

The Hawaii Five-0 Cliche Meme

Fake boyfriends, accidental marriages, and amnesia, OH MY!

Whatever your poison, whatever you favorite cliche, it's open and allowed here. Want to see Steve and Danny make out for cover and discover their ~true feelings? What about when they have to pretend to be boyfriends to keep cover? When they're forced to share a bed all ~platonic-like for weeks and keep waking up cuddling and then can't sleep without each other? Maybe Grace playing matchmaker? The one where everyone but them realizes they're married? Danny gets de-aged to six and Steve has to take care of him? Steve gets magicked into a tiny, angry kitten and/or dragon? They one where they must cuddle for warmth to survive?

Maybe that isn't your flavor. Maybe you want the one where Kono is a punk rock princess that keeps getting into trouble? Or where Chin loses his memory and thinks he's back on the HPD force. Maybe the one where Kono is secretly a criminal mastermind, working the team from the inside. Or where she has the chance return to her pro surfing career and must choose. How about one where Chin goes on an epic road trip?

There is no bad cliche! Whatever your favorite, I promise I want to read/see it, too.

The Rules

♥ Every cliche welcome!
♥ All pairings, ratings, mediums, and genres can be included!
♥ Any word count works!
♥ Have fun and be kind. ♥♥♥

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Comments

tale as old as all this island bullshit. or, why Danny feels his hatred of coconuts is justified 3/?

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~*~

Chin pulls open a search on his phone and started looking through myths and legends, and as much as Danny wanted to protest that this in no way counted as research, he found that it was the only thing that even made sense. That didn’t keep him from griping, “What, so we stick a pea under him, and if he feels it, than he turns back into a real boy?”

Kono blinks and shakes her head. “That’s—never mind. Let’s stick to things more closely related to our problem, first, okay?”

“Okay, sleeping curses. What do we do for those?” Danny claps his hands together, and can’t believe the words coming out of his mouth.

Chin shrugs. “Well, I would say it sounds like we’re dealing with an island spirit, but I don’t know any legends that fit this description. And there is nothing about appearing out of coconuts. The only thing I could think of would be the work of Kupua?”

“Great, and what does that tell us?” Danny asks.

The slump of Chin’s shoulder doesn’t look promising. “Sorry, brah, I don’t think we’re going to find anything helpful through this.”

Danny makes a frustrated sound and tries to think of something, anything that could fix this mess. A hand comes to rest on his shoulder.

“Maybe he’ll wake up on his own,” Kono suggests, trying to smile reassuringly.

Danny responds with a hollow, “Maybe”.


They move Steve into his bedroom, partly because it’s more comfortably and a little bit because Danny isn’t sure how long that poor tale could hold up under Steve’s gargantuan frame.

Chin and Kono head out for the night, making him promise to call them if the situation changes, and also to get some sleep because he looks like shit. There are few things Danny would love more right now than to get some sleep, but yeah. He’s pretty sure that isn’t happening tonight. In fact, he’s pretty sure he’s going to be up all night watching every fairy tale movie he can pull up on this stupid phone with the internet and that Tube website. WeTube or something.

By the time morning comes and Chin and Kono return, Danny had passed out in a chair by Steve’s bed, his phone forgotten on the phone.

Danny startles awake as the alarm on Steve’s phone goes off. Steve doesn’t so much as stir. That’s when yesterday’s events sink back in and Danny contemplates going back to sleep to see if this time he’d wake up from this bizarre dream.

Kono slips into the room, carrying a cup of coffee she hands to Danny and he accepts with a small smile. “Still snoring away, huh?”

“Yeah, like a freighter.” Danny shakes his head.

Chin comes in a few minutes later, with a bunch of malasadas and ensemadas from Liliha Bakery. Honestly, Danny has never loved them more, even if this reeks like some sort of diversion tactic. He doesn’t even know. Sleeping next to his cursed partner is probably making him paranoid.

~*~

The problem is that, it’s been three days, and Steve’s still doing a spot-on impersonation of Sleeping Beauty, Danny’s pretty much moved into his place, and nothing is working. No, really.

Attempts to break the curse to date:

1. The previously mentioned slapping, shaking, and Springsteen-blaring wake-up call.

2. A collection of good luck charms, ranging from rabbit’s feet to a penny Danny found outside.

3. Dunking Steve in the ocean outside at dusk, attributed to the first site Kono found when searching “ways to break curses”

4. A goddamn pea stuffed under Steve’s mattress. Turns out, he’s not a real princess seeing as he’s still napping like a baby after bottle time.

5. Continual burning of incense. The bright side is that, Steve’s place smells less like dust and fresh spackle.

6. Danny will deny this one if ever asked, but, he did try putting every pair of shoes Steve owned on his feet, in a fit of desperation on the second night.

Pretty much, at this point, Danny was thinking of calling up one of them Potter actor kids or whoever and seeing if any of them were actually wizards, because well, crazier things had already happened.