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miralunawritez · 4 months

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Pt 2 of my Velvet x Fem!Popstar!reader

warnings: kissing, slight make out

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After the show, Velvet decides to message you again, "Hey" she types, thinking about if she should send it or not. She twirls her thumbs over the keyboard of her phone before she sends it, setting her phone down immediately, walking to her vanity to look at herself in the mirror and touch up her makeup. She hears her phone buzz, her heart races as she slowly gets up to go check it.

You were getting ready for the after party of the show, re-applying your false eyelashes when you hear your phone buzz. You pick it up to check the notification and smile while squealing when you see who its from. "Heyyyy" you type, sending it immediately. You continue to touch up your makeup, hoping to see Velvet at the after party.

Velvet looks at your message, a very small smirk creeping onto her face. "Are you going to the after party?"

"Hell yeah I'm going" You reply

Velvets heart drops to her ass when she realizes she's catching feelings for you. She gets sick to her stomach, "I have to avoid her at all costs" she says to herself. Leaving you on seen. She continues getting ready, thinking about her feelings for you. She frequently checks her phone, looking to see if you have been texting her.

The after party comes around, you walk in, everyone greeting you with cheering, whistling, yelling, etc. You look around for Velvet, not seeing her. "Maybe she isnt here yet," you thought to yourself. You pull out your phone to text her. "Hey, I'm here!!" You put your phone back in your pocket, starting a conversation with a fan. After the conversation ends, you check your phone again. "Seen 10 minutes ago?" you say to yourself. You start to worry until you spot Veneer talking to some girl.

"Hey Veneer! Wheres Velvet?" you say, in hopes for an answer. "Shes over there" he says, pointing to her from across the room. You make your way over to Velvet. "Hey girl" you say, smiling at her. She looks at you with a stank look before walking away from you. You cross your arms, "Whats her problem?" you ask the person she was talking to as they shrug their shoulders. You follow after Velvet, lightly grabbing her shoulder, spinning her to face you. "Whats up with you? I thought you were starting to like me?" you ask, concerned. "Can you just leave me alone?!" Velvet yells, her blood running cold, immediately regretting yelling at you.

You took a step back, "Alright, fine." you turn around, walking away. Velvet watches you, "(Y/n).." Velvet says, a part of her wanting to scoop you up in her arms. You turn back around and face her, "What?" you say, a hint of sass in your voice. Velvet looks around the room nervously before walking up to you, wrapping her hands around your waist, pulling you in and slamming her lips on yours. You instinctively put your hands on the back of her head, tangling them up in her hair while pushing your body up against her.

Your move your hands down to her face, that kiss turning into a make out session. You pull away a minute later, panting while looking at velvet. She pulls you in again for a hug, wrapping her arms around your back. You dig your face into her neck, wrapping your arms around her neck aswell. You never wanted the moment to end. "I really like you Velvet, a lot" you confess.

Velvet reciprocates those feelings, holding you tighter than ever. A few seconds pass, and you start hearing camera clicking, you look up from Velvets neck and see paparazzi taking pictures of you and Velvet..

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Finally finished pt 2 😙

#velvet trolls #fanfic #imagines #oneshots #scenarios #trolls 3 #velvet and veneer trolls #velvet and veneer #velvet x reader

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indigobloom531 · 23 days

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physical touch is definitely Velvet's love language. look at the way she's always grabbing Veneer or getting really close to his face.

#velneer #trolls tbt #trollstbt #velvet trolls #veneer trolls #y'all notice anything about this post #velvet and veneer trolls #velvet and veneer

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ifyouwanttobeasfamousasme · 5 months

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Ya know what I like about velvet and veneer? Is although they are frauds in the music industry, I can say that they are a natural/amazing at that profession. AND THEYRE ONLY TEENAGERS! Especially the scene where they are being interviewed? The bop on top? Yeah...they're good. All that talent they took from Floyd didn't go to waste.

#trolls #trolls band together #trolls 3 #velvet and veneer #velvet trolls #veneer trolls #velvet and veneer trolls

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barbsgirlfriend · 3 months

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What if Veneer Didn’t Catch Velvet?

Fandom: Trolls

Genre: One-Shot

Warnings: angst, death

Pairings: none

Then Velvet dropped. She reached to catch Floyd who was floating in his Diamond prison, but she stumbled down. Veneer hurriedly attempted to catch her. He was too slow. Velvet shrieked as she plummeted down; her descent halting only when her skull collided with the yacht's floor.

In the sudden lull that followed Velvet's fall, time seemed to freeze. All eyes were fixed on her, including Veneer's, his voice a whisper as tears streamed down his cheeks. His body shook, and his eyes burned. "Velvet? No, no, no," he cried out, his voice cracking from the weight of emotions he was feeling.

In the moments that followed Velvet's fall, the teen pop star sprang into action, leaping from the floating device and rushing to his sister's side. As he arrived, he was met with a chilling sight: Velvet's eyes were glassy, her nose bleeding fresh red. "N-no..", he muttered, trying to force himself to hold her head up. The sound of his heart pounding in his ears was all he could hear, the once bustling Mount Rageous now eerily quiet as everyone stood still, too stunned to move or make a sound.

"Velvet... please... wake up. Please wake up!" Veneer's voice cracked under the weight of his grief. He shook her, hoping desperately for some sign of life, but she remained still and lifeless. Tears streamed down his face as he hugged her tightly, weeping uncontrollably. His cries filled the air, piercing the silence of the concert venue like a siren's wail. It was as though the entirety of Mount Rageous could hear his pain, echoing his sobs back to him and amplifying them a thousandfold.

"Wake up, Velvet, please! Please wake up!" Veneer begged, tears streaming down his face. "Wake up, I need you," he pleaded, shaking her gently. "Remember when we were young? The silly dances we did, the songs we sang for mom and dad? You're the only family I have, Velvet, please wake up," he wailed, his voice thick with distress.

He sat, hugged Velvet's body to him, and wept. His thumb caressed her cold skin, her fingers lifeless and limp. He buried his face into his sister's chest, sobbing into her clothes. His eyes were red and puffy as he held her close, wishing for the impossible. His tears soaked her shirt, and he rocked back and forth, a pendulum of grief and despair. Suddenly, a small hand touched his back, making him jump. He turned to see a troll standing behind him, her face filled with concern. It was Poppy.

Veneer’s brows furrowed, and his lips curled. If it wasn’t for them, Velvet wouldn’t have been on the floor unconscious. “GET AWAY! ITS YOUR FAULT!!” he roared, slamming his fist on the ground.

He was so angry, so depressed, so alone. Veneer took a deep breath, gathering his strength before switching back to his sister. He whispered to her, his voice filled with desperate longing, "Vel, you're scaring me. Please wake up… Please… Sissy, please…" Tears streaming down his face, his heart heavy with anguish, he held onto his sister's body, willing her to live.

He grabbed his sister's wrist and felt for a pulse, praying in silence to any higher power that might be listening for her to be okay. The seconds felt like hours as he counted off the heartbeat, each second bringing him closer to the realization that she was gone. Veneer's stomach churned with anxiety, his heart racing with fear. Suddenly, he felt a wave of nausea wash over him and he wanted to throw up.

He released a heart-wrenching wail, his body collapsing onto Velvet's, his hand gripping her shoulder and hugging her against him in a final embrace. "Velvet, no!" he cried, his voice shattering as he let out a pained sob. Thirty long, agonizing minutes passed before he finally released her body, letting it drop to the floor as his sobs echoed throughout Mount Rageous. The pain of losing his sister was overwhelming, and his heart felt as though it was being torn apart.

He looks around, his tears making everything blurry and almost dreamlike. Only splotches of pink, blue, green, and purple were visible. He struggles to speak, his voice a hoarse whisper. "Floyd," he croaks out, the name tasting bitter on his tongue.

Veneer picked his twin’s corpse up, still hugging it. He could never let go, but he had to fess up. He realized that the same exact thing could’ve happened to Floyd if they kept him. Now, Veneer felt what the trolls felt.

"Mount Rageous. I'm a fraud!" His voice is hoarse as he struggles to form the words. "We wanted to be famous. We had no talent, so we stole Floyd's talent. All because we wanted to be remembered. And I just wanted to impress Vel. So I never said no." Tears pool in his eyes as he tries to continue, but the words caught in his throat. "Everything has a price," he finally manages to say. "And I just- I just- want to say- I'm sorry."

Veneer wept, sobbing uncontrollably as he clung to his sister's body. His tears soaked into her shirt, wetting the cotton fabric as he nuzzled his face into her cold flesh, unable to come to terms with the reality of what had happened.

“Oh my god! Get off of me!” A voice yelled, pushing Veneer away. It was Velvet? He sat up and wiped his tears away to see her laying on the couch.

"SIS!? You're alive!" Veneer sobbed as he pulled her into a tight hug. "You're alive!" He repeated, burying his head into her chest and weeping with relief. Velvet chuckled, running a hand through his hair, "Of course, I'm alive, silly." She said, her tone light and playful.

Veneer cried into her shirt, burying his head into her chest. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry.. I thought you were dead," he sobbed. Velvet frowned, her heart fluttering with concern. "What are you talking about, bro? Did you have a stupid nightmare again?" She asked.

Veneer sobbed as his sister held him close, his body shaking with emotion. She hugged him back, caressing the back of his head and whispering words of comfort into his ear. "Trust me, bro," she said warmly, "I'm not going anywhere. I love you."

#trolls #trolls 3 #band together trolls #trolls veneer #velvet and veneer #velvet trolls #band together #trolls band together #trolls velvet and veneer #velvet and veneer trolls #angst with a happy ending #angst #character death

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simplydannie · 2 days

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A story that suddenly came to my mind one day. And I just couldn’t shake it off! I apologize for the angst 💔

Velvet and Veneer are sent back to Under Rageous to serve the rest of their term, until one day, a bail comes for Velvet and an invitation back to Mount Rageous.

One condition: Veneer is not invited and has another fate awaiting him. What will she choose?

Prison. Otherwise known as the Mount Rageous Detention Center for Troubled Youth.

That’s where Velvet and Veneer stayed for the first couple of months. But the truth was brought to the surface eventually… the twins were from the under-city… and that region could take care of their own.

The twins were in a black vehicle headed back down to the Under Rageous facility. The ride was long and silent. Velvet and Veneer sat in the back seat, handcuffed, still sporting their orange uniform. Veneer looked over to his sister.

“Hey Vels.” He attempted to make small talk. Velvet had ignored him since they got to prison. The last words she spoke to him was at the Rage Dome, where he made everything go to hell. She wanted no part with him. Velvet practically forced them at the detention center to room them apart after she severely beat him up. She didn’t care what he was up to, many times he requested to see her, but she refused, she just couldn’t stand him at the moment.

“Vels?” He attempted to say it again, but she continued to ignore him. He missed her voice, he missed the interaction between the two of them. After all these months of not talking, they felt like strangers more than siblings. Veneer did what he did for their own good… at least he hoped so… it didn’t feel like it now that they were headed back to the under-city.

The lighting outside lost its brilliance, its joy, they knew the full, gloomy light of the under-city. The darkness that loomed over them, no light, nothing coming through from above. They glanced upon the darkened buildings, the dark cybernetic feel of what is Under Rageous. The car continued further until they came upon a facility. It was about 4 stories high, walls dark and gray….the Under Rageous Detention Center for Criminal Youth… yes, big difference.

They were escorted from the car towards the front gates. At least the detention center in Mount Rageous was adorned in jewels and gems, beautiful white plastered walls. It felt like a resort… but this one, this was made to feel more like prison, more like hell.

They walked through the front gates and into the building where a Rageon was waiting for them. He was tall, pale skin, though not nearly as pale as the twins. Short, dark red stringy hair, buzzed from one side. He was dressed in all black: cargo pants, boots, jacket. When he smiled, he displayed his filed down sharp teeth.

“We’ll take it from here gentlemen.” He shooed away the Mount Rageous guards. Without hesitation, they left the twins in the presence of the mature Under Rageon. “Well, well, Velvet and Veneer. What an honor. I have to admit you hit down here as much as you hit up there… just not for the same reasons. Follow me.”

Without a word the twins followed him down the hall. They walked by cells that contained for less friendly, far less attractive inmates. These inmates defined the word brutal in both appearance and attitude. Velvet walked by unbothered, while Veneer shrunk himself smaller.

“Now here in Under Rageous, you broke the most important rule we have: do not talk about the kidnapping or torture of Trolls to anyone..”

“Tell that to him.” Velvet gestured at her brother. Veneer swallowed the lump that formed in his throat. The Under Rageon turned and cocked his head, a smirk forming in his lips.

“The fate of your sentence has yet to be determined. In the meantime, enjoy your stay.” He opened the cell that would house both twins.

“No. I’m not staying with him.” Velvet signaled to her brother.

“Oh?”

“Last time I almost killed him. Unless you want that blood in your hands.” She stated.

“I honestly don’t care what you do to each other. But I need you both unharmed in the meantime, but very well. Follow me pretty boy.” The Rageoun motioned. Veneer gave Velvet a terrified glance… him? Alone? At an Under Rageous prison? But Velvet could care less. She walked into the cell and never looked back at him. The Under Rageous guards grabbed him firmly by the arm and led him away. He glanced back at his sister, hoping she would turn around, hoping she would change her mind, call out his name…she never did…

The guard guiding Veneer shoved him fiercely, “Keep walking.” Veneer glanced at the cells as they passed by. They were full of scary looking Under Rageons…Under Rageons that could definitely rip out his throat. The thought of rooming with one of those guys was terrifying. He hoped and hoped he wouldn’t. Veneer was escorted to a cell where they shoved him inside.

“Traitor.” The guard mumbled before he left. Veneer cocked his head to the side. Traitor? Was he really a traitor? Perhaps he was….he did betray his own sister up at the Rage Dome. He threw her under the bus along with himself. Perhaps he should’ve spared her. He should’ve lied and said it was all his idea, leave her out of it. He sat on the bed and buried his face in his hands.

“I am so sorry, Vels.” He whispered. He had to make it up to her, he just had too. But how? They were on opposite ends of the prison now, and she dared not talk to him. Standing up he walked over to the desk within his cell. Veneer rummaged through hoping to find….

“Yes!” He exclaimed, pulling out a pencil and paper….He would write. He would write to her hoping she’d accept his letters….He would write to Floyd, hoping the little Troll would respond to him. But he had to be cautious, he couldn’t give the people of Under Rageous any idea where the Trolls were…so perhaps writing to Floyd would have to wait…

Days rolled by, and it was obvious the twins had to be kept away from the Under Rageous inmates…for the twins' own good. Velvet had nearly gotten into a couple of fights before Veneer jumped in to save her. She knew it was his way of trying to make up to her, trying to talk to her, but she wouldn’t give in. At one moment an inmate was severely beating her brother, but Velvet didn’t budge, she didn’t move…. She enjoyed watching the pain. Why? She never really enjoyed it before? She would rage at anyone who touched her brother that way. But there, in the yard, as the giant boy swung away at Veneer’s face, Velvet’s eyes began to glow pink…Her desire was for Veneer to feel the pain she did at his betrayal…and this was it.

Keep hitting him, he deserves it, her mind raced. She was broken out of her trance when the guards came in to break the fight apart. The tall, red-haired head Rageon returned, “You guys aren’t going to make this easy are you.” He smiled a sharp toothed grin.

They spent the rest of the passing days isolated from the rest of the compound…and each other. Velvet began marking the days on her walls. Eventually those days turned into weeks. She continued to receive letter upon letter from Veneer. Velvet would just throw them away, he still wasn’t worth her time, perhaps he may never be worth anything again. She began to wonder what would be of her…What was the penalty down here in Under Rageous?

A black SUV type vehicle pulled up in front of the Under Rageous detention center. The door was opened and an adult female Rageon from the upper city stepped out. Her white heels clicked down the hall. Her suit was maroon, adorned in jewels and gems. She had sepia colored skin and carob hair pulled into a ponytail. Her sunglasses covered her eyes. She continued to walk until she was at the door of the lead Rageon of the establishment.

“I assume you’re in charge.” She demanded as she stood by the door.

“Please, make yourself at home.” He mocked standing up from behind his desk. He didn’t really care or like Mount Rageons much, but this one was breathtaking.

She crossed her arms and clicked her heels against the floor, “Word got to my boss that our twins were sent back down here.”

“Really? After all these weeks you barely notice? Not very observant are we?” He smirked.

She ignored his mockery and continued to speak, “It was against my bosses wishes. She’s going to deal with that later. For now, what’s the bail price on our girl's head?” The male Rageon tilted his head, confusion plastered on his face.

“Velvet. What is her bail price?”

“I was not told they would be out for bail. There is a penalty for what they did, rather, what they stupidly admitted too.” He responded.

“If I remember correctly, Veneer was the one to openly admit to using Trolls. Now, I will only ask one more time. What. Is. The. Bail. Price.”

There was no staring this woman down. She was the definition of power…she was part of the power up in Mount Rageous, which meant money .... and lot’s of it.

“For the troubles she nearly cost us: a quarter million.” His grin was smug. Perhaps the price was too high even for the snobby upper Rageons…

“Done.” She responded plainly. He was lost for words, his mouth gaped open at her quick agreement.

“You’re serious? A quarter million for some bratty teen.”

The woman smiled, “Oh you don’t know the half of it… Besides, you’re going to like this part next.”

“And what is that?”

“My boss is able to pay double the price if you could deal with our little disappointment we call Veneer.”

The male Rageon smiled, “Okay, keep talking.”

A couple more days since the meeting between the two Rageons had passed. Velvet continued marking up her wall. Her room was a mess as she rampaged through everything, tossing and tearing everything out of anger. She felt weird, something about her wasn’t right… she didn’t feel right ...what she wanted was more Troll. The essence they gave off gave her a euphoria like never before. It caused the chemistry in her brain to feel and think in ways she could never have thought of…it had made her body feel strong and energetic. Now, she felt weak, vulnerable to the world…

Her thoughts were interrupted as two guards came in. They tossed her a duffle bag. “Pack up.” They told her.

“What.” She plainly demanded.

“Pack up. Your bail is here.”

Veneer was in his cell writing another letter to his sister. He’d lost count how many he has written, and to none did she ever write back. He’d wish he could write to Floyd, but has yet found a way to here in the under-city.

Loneliness began to settle in each passing day. He didn’t do well with loneliness… that’s when the dark thoughts began swirling in his mind. Funny, he’d never had those thoughts before, only recently after using the Trolls essence. A nagging feeling and desire to hurt himself would daily come, as if his body craved for that sensation. Veneer would do his best to fight it off, but he didn’t know how much longer he could.

The doors to his cell opened. He turned to find two guards coming in, cuffs in hand.

“W-what did I do now?” He stammered.

One guard smirked, “Time for your sentence of your penalty.”

“P-penalty? I thought we w-would just serve our time and b-be done.” Veneer began to stutter as his nerves kicked in.

“This ain’t Mount Rageous, pretty boy.” The guard came over to him, tightly securing the cuffs around his wrists. Veneer winced at the coldness and pain the cuffs sent throughout his body. They led him out and back down the hallway…. They led him past Velvet's cell… it was empty.

“Hey! Where’s my sister?!”

After gathering her things, Velvet was escorted towards a back exit. She held her bag close, in its pocket she stuffed some sort of shank, a weapon, just in case things went south. Who in the world would bail them? And why? At the end of the hallway stood the tall male Rageon they met when they first arrived.

“Leaving us so soon?” He smirked as he opened the door. Velvet hesitated, but eventually, she stepped out the door….in front of her was a black SUV. Standing right by it was a Rageon woman: sepia colored skin, carob hair…. Velvet recognized her right away.

“There’s my little pop star.”

The two guards ignored Veneers demand and continued to pull him down the hall.

“Where’s Velvet?” He began to pull, he began to resist.

“Enough beanpole!” The guards began poking him with more force as Veneer continued to resist.

“Velvet!” He called out hoping he’d hear her voice. What did they do to her? Where did they take her? He’d kill them all if he found out she was hurt. “VELS!” He called out again.

“What the hell? Why are you here?” Velvet crossed her arms and stared the woman down.

“Why do you think so?” She gestured towards the car. “We bailed you out. All crimes have been washed from your record. The little “incident” that occurred at the Rage Dome has been taken care of. You’re free to come back and live the life you once had.”

Velvets mouth dropped… she could go back? She could get out of here and go back…the fame, the adoration, the love she could get once more. She came back to reality for a moment

“Where’s Veneer?” Velvet asked.

“He’ll be taken care of, but this invitation back up top is only extended to you. Unfortunately, your brother has failed us, he won’t be invited back.”

“So he stays here?”

“As I said, he’ll be taken care. We made sure of it. It’s the least we could do, actually.” The woman opened the door. “Well, what will it be?”

Velvet had a choice… remain here in hell with her brother, or go back and redeem herself in Mount Rageous. She had no intention of stopping, it was Veneer who spoiled everything when he decided to be noble. Why did she have to pay for his stupid decision? She already had anyway… he wanted this, so he could suffer here alone.

Velvet picked up her duffle bag and made her way inside the car. She didn’t see the woman smirk triumphantly. She looked at the tall male Rageon still at the entrance to the facility and gave him a small nod.

“Show time boys.” He said as he went back inside.

“Let me go!” Veneer thrashed and struggled, he managed to hit one of the guards nearly freeing himself.

“Kids a fighter.” They murmured to themselves. Slowly, but surely they finally made it to their destination… the medical ward. They kicked the doors open as they pulled in a strugglingVeneer.

“Where’s my sister!” Veneer demanded over and over. He headed butted a guard.

CRUNCH!

“AHHH YOU LITTLE BRAT!” The guard held tightly to his nose as it began to bleed. Finally free, Veneer ran towards the direction from which they came. He opened the doors…

THUD!

Running full force into a body he fell back.

“And where do you think you’re going?” It was the tall, red head, male Rageon. He snapped at his guards behind him, they rushed over and got Veneer back on his feet. Four of them carried him to a seat in the far corner of the room. Veneer continued to struggle as they strapped him down.

“W-what is this…” Veneer looked at his surroundings: needles, syringes, some type of bottled chemicals all aligned the drawers and shelves. The male Rageon took a small wired pad, he unbuttoned Veneers shirt and placed it over his heart. He strapped his head against the headrest.

“It’s your penalty.” The Rageon smiled.

The car ride back to Mount Rageous was silent. Velvet glanced to her left… where Veneer would normally sit. He’d always be next to her. It felt weird… it felt wrong. Was she doing the right thing?

She finally broke the silence, “How will they take care of him?”

The woman looked up from her phone surprised, “Excuse me.”

“Veneer. You said you made sure they’d take care of him, how?” Velvet asked again.

The woman smiled, attempting to sound and look sincere. “We made sure no harm would come to your brother again. That he spend whatever time he has down there in peace…. He won’t suffer. We promise you that.”

A guard rolled up Veneer's sleeve as the head male Rageon gathered a liquid into a needled syringe. The heart monitor began beeping loudly as Veneer grew nervous.

“Penalty? What penalty?” He asked.

“Someone didn’t like what you did. Neither did we. You almost exposed are high value black market down here. This wasn’t going to be in the books, but these people paid handsomely.” He flicked the needle to make sure the liquid was secured

“…. Paid for what?” Veneer asked again.

“Why, your death penalty of course.”

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP…

The heart monitor went out of control as genuine fear entered his body. He attempted to pull himself free, but he was stuck tight.

“Where’s my sister? I want to see her please.” He begged.

“Sorry kiddo. Your sister decided to go back. Live the life of luxury.” The man smiled as he neared Veneer with the needle.

“No… she wouldn’t… you’re lying…” Pain set in Veneer's heart. Did she really just abandon him? Leave him here to his death?

“Vels!” He cried out as he struggled against his restraints. She wouldn’t leave him, she’d come in right now to stop them. “Vels!!”

“Hold him steady.”

The guards around Veneer placed a firm grasp on him. Even through his restraints he managed to move and thrash.

“VELS!” He cried again, tears staining his eyes. “VELS PLEASE!….. FLOYD!… IM SORRY! ….PLEASE SOMEONE!”

The male Rageon inserted the needle…. And pushed the liquid through…it came quickly….

An irresistible calmness overcame Veneer's body, he could feel himself begin to grow limp.

“….Velvet…..Floyd…” His voice began to turn into a whisper, the heart monitor began to slow down.

BEEP…BEEP…BEEP

Yet, he still tried fighting the chemicals that tried to claim his body, but it wasn’t enough. Veneer saw his vision begin to blur, he lost all feeling in his body, the only thing he could still feel was his heart beat slowly fading….

“Vennie. Sweetheart, can you hear me?” He heard his mothers voice. A peace began overcoming his body

“…mom…” He barely whispered.

“It’s okay honey. Let go. Come home to us. We miss you.”

“…. okay…..”

The heart monitor flat lined.

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