Equius: D—> Who wants to hear a story about a magic artifact
*the children clamor and move towards him, clearly fascinated by the premise of magic.*
Equius: D—> Yes
Equius: D—> It is a special necklace called
Equius: D—> The Arsene Amulet
Vriska: *warning tone* 8quius
Equius: D—> And i am told
Equius: D—> That it can steal
Equius: D—> A person’s epithet
Vriska: 8quius, shut up
Equius: D—> I bet something li%e that would be pretty va100able
Equius: D—> Va100able enough that somebody might even want to try to steal it-
*Vriska uses all of her strength to pull Equius towards her, glaring at him.*
Vriska: 8quius! Th8 8xhib8. Isn’t. Publ8c y8.
Equius: D—> I’m sorry miss vris%a
Equius: D—> I thought it would spice up your boring epithet tour
Equius: D—> Be%ause it is a ne%lace
Equius: D—> That steals epithets
Vriska: How about I st8ck to g8ving tours. And you stick to moving boxes.
Equius: D—> Very well
Equius: D—> I shall do it
Equius: D—> With gusto
*he flexes so hard that the box he’s carrying shatters, revealing priceless artifacts that the kids ooh and aah over for a few moments.*
Random Student: HEy! FREe TREASURe! LET’s GEt It!
*the kids cheer and leap into the pile of artifacts to fight over them.*
Vriska: You’d b8ter pr8 th8 amul8 wasn’t in th8re.
Equius: D—> I’m sorry, miss vris%a
Equius: D—> But at least the children are happy
Vriska: G8 away from th8re you l8tle gobl8ns!
*she leaps into the fray. After a monent, a chomp sound can be heard.*
Vriska: OW! Don’t b8 me!
Vriska: H8! Ch8perone! Don’t just stand th8re! Do someth8ng!
*Tavros’ Father looks up from the game he was playing.*
Tavros’ Father: uh, huH? oH! good calL! *he nudges Tavros.* can’t let them get all the good stufF!
*he swan dives into pile.*
Tavros’ Father: TREASURE!
*Vriska lets out a massive groan and disappears back into the mess of child fists and bites as Tavros’ Father dives in.*
Equius: D—> Worry not, miss vris%a
Equius: D—> I shall gain their attention another way
Equius: D—> Children
Equius: D—> Look
*the fighting pauses as everyone, including Vriska, turns to look at this musclebound hulk of a man.*
Equius: D—> My epithet is BARRIER
*with an incredibly loud grunt of exertion, he flexes his shirt right off. Most of the children boo.*
Passing Museum Guard: WelL, He’S CertainlY GoT MY AttentioN.
Random Student: MEh.
*the children and Tavros’ father return to fighting, causing Vriska to dive back into the pile. The noises of the fight, Tavros’ father’s game, Equius flexing, and Vriska yelling get more and more intense, until…*
*A green bubble appears around Tavros, muting everything.*
*Tavros Nitram. Epithet: DUMB. Can mute and simplify things.*
Tavros: *sigh* tHAT’S BETTER,
Tavros: hEY DAD, i’M GONNA GO TAKE A WALK, oKAY?
Tavros’ Father: huH? whaT? tavroS, you know i can’t hear you when you’re silenceD! *he chuckles.* oh well, more for mE!
*as he walks away, Tavros bumps into a boy with a purple skunk stripe in his hair.*
Tavros: oH, uM, sORRY,
*a small cloud of violet dust rains down on Tavros as he hurries away from the boy, who only responds with a small “hmph.” As he moves, his footsteps begin to grow unsteady, and less certain. His legs wobble, and his eyes droop.*
Tavros: *yAWN* wHY AM I SO TIRED,,,? i GUESS I WAS UP RUNNING THE, uH, tOY STORE THE LAST THREE NIGHTS, aND TONIGHT
Tavros: mAYBE, iF I JUST, sIT DOWN FOR A SECOND,,,
*he collapses, and a little under two hours pass.*
Vriska: *over intercom* The museum will be closing in five min8s. Please m8ke your way to the 8xits. Noooooooow.
*the students run out, cheering about freedom.*
Random Student: CHECk It OUt! I TOTALLy NABBEd THIs COOl SWORd. I BEt THIs THINg Is, LIKe, SUPEr CURSEd.
Random Student #2: HHehe, nnice. LLet’s tthrow iit aat ggirls.
*Random Student #1 cheers before they both leave, Tavros’ father close behind while humming and still playing his game.*
Tavros’ Father: hang oN.
Tavros’ Father: feels like i’m forgetting somethinG… keys, wallet, phonE… keys, wallet, phonE… hM. two phoneS. no walleT.
*there’s a pause.*
Tavros’ Father: welP! that’s threE!
*he whistles as he leaves the museum. Vriska watches him, before activating the intercom again.*
Vriska: *over intercom* 8tention! The museum is now closed. If you are still in the museum, g8 out.
*another six hours pass, returning us to the present - John Egbert and his Banzai Blasters attempting to rob the museum, while Tavros can only watch.*
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