#he’s just so good at hmph everything and he makes me die a lil like i cant handle it but i love when he does it

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Yuma [MANSERVANT ENDING]

ー The scene starts in the hallway at Eden

Yui: ( Standing behind Yuma-kun is... )

Reiji: Hmph...If only you had died back then. (1)

Yui: Reiji-san...!? 

( Is that a saber in his hand!? Don’t tell me he’s going to... )

Reiji: Perish, Edgar!

Yui: Yuma-kun, dodge!!

Yuma: ...!!

*Woosh*

Yuma: Ah...

Yui: Yuma-kun...!!

Yuma-kun, hang in there...

ー Yui rushes to his side

Yuma: Uu...

Yui: ( He’s fine. Only his arm got hit since he managed to instantly dodge the attack. But he’s bleeding a lot... )

How could you...Reiji-san, why are you doing this...?

Reiji: It is Shuu you should blame. He is the one who started all of this.

Yui: Eh...?

Shuu: ...Ugh.

Yuma: Oi, Smartass...What do ya mean with that...?

Reiji: Shuu revealed everything to you, did he not? Including that the fire which took place back then, was actually my doing. 

Yui: ...!

( So Shuu-san wasn’t the culprit then? )

( But it was Reiji-san...who set fire to the village and killed everyone dear to Yuma-kun? )

Reiji: However, Yuma. Seeing as you did not come at me for this, I can only assume that Shuu must have covered for me?

Yuma: Yeah. He told me that it wasn’t yer fault. He put all the blame on himself. 

Yui: What do you mean by that, Yuma-kun? 

Yuma: Shuu believes that he’s the one who drove Reiji that far.

And that none of it would have happened, if only he had taken the time to talk things out with his lil’ bro. 

So while Reiji might be the one who started the fire, he’s the one who made him do that.

Reiji: ...You truly disgust me.

Yui: Reiji-san...?

Reiji: Even though we both know you still resent me for it, and that it still haunts you to this day. 

You always pretend to be unbothered like thatーー!!

My hatred for the man known as Sakamaki Shuu is boundless!

Shuu: ...

Reiji: Well then, Shuu. How about we continue where we left off that day?

*Cling*

Yuma: Kuh...

Yui: Please stop, Reiji-san...! Put away your sword...!

Reiji: Do you truly believe I will listen to those words? I will kill Yuma...No, Edgar.

The one Shuu considers his best friend.

Shuu: Reiji...

Reiji: So, Shuu...Go ahead and resent me all you want! Loathe me. Lose yourself in anger, go rampant and scream on top of your lungs!

Go ahead and tell the whole world how everything is my doing, and that you hold no blame at all...!

Shuu: ...In that case, kill me instead.

Reiji: Wha...?

Yui: S-Shuu-san!? What are you...?

Yuma: Oi, Shuu! Don’t be spoutin’ nonsense! Why would ya have to die!? 

Shuu: I’m the one who drove Reiji this far.

As long as I’m alive, Reiji’s hatred will never vanish. The numbers of victims will only grow.

Reiji...You said that I’m the root of the problem, didn’t you? 

Then cut down that root right here, right now. Point your sword towards me, not towards Edgar.

Reiji: Are you out of your mind...?

Shuu: I wouldn’t say this if I was. I understand just how heavy the sins I carry are.

...Now, kill me. 

Yuma: Are ya for real...? You’re standin’ there with yer arms wide open...

Yui: ( I don’t know what exactly happened between the two of them. However, for someone to kill their own brother... )

Reiji: ...This side of you...

That’s exactly what makes me loathe you so much...

Shuu: Reiji...

Yui: ( Reiji-san’s voice is shaking...Is he crying, perhaps? )

Reiji: You never change. You always go flaunting your own generosity like that.

Even though you usually act like you care about anyone or anything, on times when it truly matters, you’re always one step above me. 

Do you understand just how much I suffered at your hands...!? 

Do you know what it feels like to be reminded of just how impactful of an individual you are, each and every time I tried my absolute hardest to surpass you!? 

...Uu...

Yui: Reiji-san...

Reiji: ...I hate you...

Shuu...I hate you more than anyone...

Shuu: Yeah...I know.

Reiji: ...Why are you offering me your hand? 

Shuu: Let’s put an end to this. Grab my hand instead of the sword which fell on the floor. 

And then...We can put everything behind us.

Reiji: ...You truly are...unbelievable...

Yuma: ...Good grief. I guess we can consider this case closed? What ‘bout us though? We’re totally the third wheel here. 

Yui: Fufu, you’re right.

( But I’m glad. That the two of them were able to make up. )

( While I’m sure it will still take time for the two of them to truly forgive one another, I’m sure it’ll be okay, right? )

Shuu: ...Reiji, hurry up. My arm is getting tired. 

Reiji: Oh shush, will you? You don’t need to tell me, I willーー

*STAB*

Shuu: Guh...

Reiji: Shuu...?

ー Shuu collapses on the floor

Shin: Sorry to interrupt while you’re busy. 

Yui: Shin-kun...!!

Shin: Geez, just how caught up were you in your own conversation not to notice me sneaking up on you from behind? 

You’re basically begging me to stab the living hell out of you! Here!

*STAB STAB*

Shuu: ...Uu...Guh...

Yuma: Shin, ya bastard...!!

Shin: But you know, Reiji you said your name was? I have to say, I sort of understand how you feel.

I have an older brother as well and the notion of a ‘big brother’ isn’t to be underestimated, don’t you think? While you respect them, at times you just can’t help but loathe them either...

So I’ll kill this guy for you instead. I’ll chop off his head so it’s an instant death, even for a Vampire. 

Aren’t you happy? Better be grateful, okay?

*CHOP*

*SPLATTER*

Yui: !!

( ...This...has to be a joke...right? Shuu-san was...like this... )

( I mean, he finally put his differences with Reiji-san aside? Yet, this had to happen... )

Yuma: ...Fuck!!

Reiji: ...

*Cling*

Yui: ...! Reiji-san, what are you...?

Reiji: Isn’t that obvious? I will use this sword, to kill the Founder.

Exactly like...How he killed my older brother, Shuu. 

Shin: Haah? And why do I deserve to get killed again? I finished off the guy you loathed so much? 

Reiji: There is no way for you to understand.

ーー Now perish, First Blood!!

*Cling*

Yui: Reiji-san...!

Shin: Geez, cut it out! Do you really think a Vampire like yourself could ever win against me? Or do you want to die a pathetic death? 

Reiji: Silence, not another word...!!

Shin: Haah...Fine. I’ll grant your death wish then. 

*STAB*

Reiji: ...Ah...

*Thud*

Shin: And now, the final blow.

*CHOP*

*SPLATTER*

Yui: ...!!

( No way...Reiji-san as well... )

( Why? Why did both of them have to die? )

( In such a horrific way as well... )

Shin: Good grief. This is what he gets for not listening when I told him to stop. ...Oh well, whatever. 

Well then~ I can finally get started on the main course now. 

I’ve been looking for you, Mukami Yuma. Well then...Die, please?

*Cling*

Yui: Yuma-kun...!

Yuma: ...Ya bastard, what are ya tryin’ to achieve here? Why are ya doin’ this!? 

Shin: Why, you ask...? I don’t have a specific reason, really. Originally I was just going to kill you, but they were in the way. 

Yuma: The fuck...!? 

Yui: Shin-kun, I’m the one you guys are after, right!? So why are you targeting Yuma-kun...!? 

Shin: You see...I falsely told Nii-san that I had killed Yuma before. 

You remember as well, don’t you? I gave Nii-san a lock of his hair and told Nii-san that he was dead. 

I wanted to mess with him a bit before I killed him though. 

Yui: Wha...?

Shin: So I need Yuma to disappear before Nii-san finds out...If not, my head will be on the chopping block instead. 

Now that you know the story, hurry up and die already. 

Yui: ( Oh no...I can’t let Yuma-kun die for such a reason. )

( How can I protect him? What should I...? )

Yuma: ...Oi, Yui. 

Yui: Yuma-kun...?

Yuma: Run away on my count, ‘kay? 

Yui: What about you? 

Yuma: Imma take out that Eyepatch Bastard. 

Imma fight him...Usin’ the sword Reiji left behind. 

Yui: No way...It’s no use! No matter how strong you might be, you shouldn’t fight a Founder all by yourself. 

Besides, your arm is injured, isn’t it? There’s no way you can win against him in your current condition. 

Yuma: I gotta do it either way. If not, I can’t buy ‘nough time to allow ya to escape. 

...Besides, I wanna avenge those two as well. 

Yui: ( Shuu-san and Reiji-san...I understand what he means. However...Still... )

...You can’t! You promised we’d be together, remember!? 

That you would never leave me again!

Yuma: But at this rate, it’ll be game over for both of us.

Don’t worry. I’ll follow suit. Just have faith in me and go on ahead, ‘kay? 

Yui: Yuma-kun...

Shin: What are you two secretly whispering about, huh? I mean, not that I care. It won’t change anything about the outcome. 

Yuma will die, and then Nii-san will claim that woman as his own. That’s fate. 

Yuma: Shut up!!

*Cling*

Shin: Heeh...You know how to wield a sword, huh? I thought you only knew how to use your fists, you’ve gained my respect. 

Yuma: Che, ya really know how to piss a guy off...!!

*CLING*

Yuma: Now’s yer chance, Yui! Run!!

Yui: But...!

Yuma: Hurry up and go!!

Yui: ( ...I can’t. I mean, at this rate, Yuma-kun will... )

( Yuma-kun told me to have faith in him, but I know. )

( Yuma-kun is prepared to die. He will sacrifice his own life to protect me. )

( I don’t...want that... )

Shin: Che, you sneaky little...However, I have to make sure I kill Yuma first, for my own sake as well. 

Die...!!

Yuma: Tch...

Yui: ...! Yuma-kun!!

ー Yui quickly pushes him out of the way, taking the blow instead

*STAB*

Yui: ーー Uu...!

Yuma: Wha...?

Shin: No way...She jumped right in front...?

*Thud*

Yuma: ...

...Oi, Yui. What are ya doin’...Why...?

Why did you...!!?

Yui: ...Yuma...ku...

( Thank god...Yuma-kun is unharmed...But, I can’t...My consciousness...is fading away... )

Yuma: ...Oi, hang in there! Don’t close yer eyes! Are ya listenin’!? Oi...!

Yui: ( Yuma-kun...He’s crying...I’m sorry... )

( But I’m so happy...I was able to spend my final moments...right next to him... )

(  You’re so dear to me, Yuma-kun... Alsoーー )

...I...love...you...

ー Yui passes away

Yui: ...

Yuma: ...Yui? 

Yui: ...

Yuma: Hey...This is a joke, right? Oi, cut it...out... 

Yui: ...

Shin: Ahー ....I really fucked up...What now? What excuse do I come up with to explain to Nii-san that the chick’s been killed? 

Yuma: ...Shin, ya shithead!!

Shin: Ahー Just shut up already. I’m trying to think right now so keep quiet!

*THUD*

Yuma: Uu...

Shin: Okay, now what do I do next...?

Ah, hold up? All we need is her blood...

In other words, her heart is the only important part, right? Haha, am I a genius or what?

Yuma: ...I won’t let ya...do that...

Shin: Aah? You’re still standing? You’re so damn persistent...!

*THUD*

Yuma: Ugh...

Shin: ...Phew. He finally went quiet. I better take out her heart and quick. 

Ah, right. I have to set the castle on fire before I head back as well. I wouldn’t want Nii-san to stumble across Yuma’s corpse after all. 

...Good night. To the human woman, and the pitiful Vampire. 

ー The screen fades to black

*STAB*

*TIMESKIP*

ー Yuma wakes up in a burning castle

Yuma: ...Nn.

( ...What’s this sound? Also, it’s abnormally hot in here... )

( ...Aah, right. The castle is on fire. I can only assume Shin lit these flames. )

...Right. Where is Yui? 

Yui: ...

Yuma: ...Her heart...is gone...

No way...Yui...!!

*RUMBLE*

Yuma: ( ...Aah, I doubt this castle will be standing for very long. At the very least...One final time... )

( Together with Yui... )

On certain CGs, little black roses will appear on the screen. If you click on them, you get an extra line of dialogue.

“I’ll hold ya in my arms like this...Forever and ever, never lettin’ go. ...I promise.”

“...Hehe. What’s wrong? Yer skin is so cold...I can barely believe it. Oh well...We can just warm up together.”

Yuma: ...Yui. My bad. I broke our promise...I’m so sorry I couldn’t protect ya.

So I promise I will stay here by yer side one last time. I’ll never let ya go again. This time, for sure...

...Come on, answer me. Ya sure are heartless. 

Still...Don’t ya think it’s ironic? I once survived a fire, yet here I am once again, surrounded by flames. 

However, this might be for the best. After the flames consume our bodies and we’re reduced to nothin’ but white ash, we get to join together. 

Don’t ya think that sounds kinda nice? 

...Right?

...Well then, we should probably get goin’...

Don’t worry...This time, I’ll be with ya the whole way through...

...I love ya...

...I’ll love ya forever, and ever...Yui...

Till the end of timeーー

ーー THE END ーー

Translation notes

(1) Reiji addresses him as 死に損ない or ‘shi ni sokonai’ which is a term used to refer someone who has (narrowly) escaped death when you wish they had died instead. It can be translated as ‘bastard’ and such as well, but such crude language doesn’t fit Reiji imo.

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #yuma mukami #dark fate #diabolik lovers translation #dfyumaending2

[shoutokozume]

Prompt list #2

Main Navi Prompt list #1

(Includes - Demon slayer, Iwatobi Swim Club, Jujutsu Kaisen, Assassination Classroom, & Hunter x Hunter)

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Prompts for Demon Slayer

I don't trust you, so don't get my way.

Slice the boulder and I'll go out with you.

No, you hold the sword like this sweetie.

ARE YOU CRAZY!? YOU COULD'VE BEEN DEAD RIGHT NOW!

Nezuko is the only demon I want you around, got it?

I-I didn't know your family is... I'm sorry.

Which guy do you find the cutest, be honest.

If I got here faster you wouldn't be so hurt.

I can't help but blame myself y/n.

Just because you're a demon, doesn't mean you don't have a heart.

If you wanted to eat me you would've by now.

How does Tanjiro know your scent? Hmph.

You like me? Out of everyone? Me?

Behind you're mask... Show me.

I wish I could take you on nighttime dates

Here, come cuddle me I'll warm you up.

How'd you get that new scar? Tell me.

You look so cute in you're kimono

I just made a demon blush... Nice.

Give me everything you've got.

You have to keep pushing yourself y/n.

... I'm sorry... I said I'm sorry!

You-how... You beat me?!

Let's go kill some Demons together

Why won't you trust us? We won't hurt you.

A small taste goes a long way.

Don't call me pretty, I know you're lying.

If you die, than I have to die too.

It's blood... Y/n!!

You're royalty? Sure, and I'm loving life.

You can't lie to me, I know you too well.

Just stay here for the night, it's dangerous out there.

I didn't know you could cook, I like you more now.

Nap time, c'mon y/n let's go.

Listen here half bit, I'm not letting you go.

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Prompts for Iwatobi Swim Club

Let me teach you how to swim!

Y'know... It's much warmer in the water.

Are you... Naked? Oh my God you are!

Baby you're staring again.

You look adorable in a swim suit darling.

Let's go to the hot tub and warm up.

If I just adjust our swimwear, no one will notice what we're doing.

Marco! You're suppose to say polo!

So you're a lifeguard now... Huh.

Just because you're related to him, doesn't mean I can't kiss you.

Welcome to Iwatobi Swim club y/n!

I haven't seen you in years! How are you?

Puberty was generous to you... Jesus.

I saw you in the crowd, thank you.

Let's go skinny dipping~

I didn't know you were scared of water.

Stop staring, you're making me blush.

Can you watch my time, I need to beat my record.

Want to join me?

You're like a beautiful mermaid.

I do not have raisin fingers! How dare you!

Let's have a bath together, it'll be nice.

You're prettier than those lilypads.

My swim cap isn't that derpy... Why are you laughing?

Wear sunscreen! I don't want you to be burnt.

You want sex on the beach, the drink or.....

The water is too cold, we are not swimming in that.

Cannonball!

The jump isn't too high, you can do it!

Are you doggy paddling right now?

You beat my time, that's kinda hot.

You did not just splash me, oh it's on now.

I can see you watching me... Lil pervert.

Pshhh, I don't have a c-crush on you.

I'm not blushing, I'm just warm.

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Prompts for Assassination Classroom

I don't want to be a virgin when the world ends.

Why do sympathize with that thing?!

Give me back my gun~

Koro-sensei says he wants to see us.

Happy Valentine's day... I brought you this.

Why won't you try to kill him?!

You hold a gun like this.

You're not weak, you just have a good heart.

I'll be your friend, you're good company.

We're fake dating, so our parents don't keep pestering us to date.

Shh, Koro-sensei could find us.

I love you, I thought you should know that.

Don't look at me with that look.

Did I give you that hickey? Aw, you're blushing~

Koro-sensei y/n is hurt!

I am the one writing you those notes...

I am so madly in love with you it hurts.

Let's practice, throw your knife at me!

The moon is kind of pretty in an odd way.

I thought you were dead, don't ever ignore me again please.

I know you love me, no need to hide it.

Do you by chance like him... Y/n?

I have photo evidence!

The world may end, but at least I have you.

Give me a kiss goodnight, please darling.

Can I stay here tonight? I hate my parents.

I don't feel alone anymore, thanks to you.

You always have knives with you, is it your kink or some shit like that?

I will only shut my mouth with a kiss.

I may or may not have read your diary.

Don't kill me! I'm sorry! Ahhh!

I won't bite, I promise. Unlike what many have said.

The chairs are taken, so sit on my lap.

If you die, then I won't live long after you.

Let's get married... I always wanted to get married to you anyways.

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Prompts for Jujutsu Kaisen

Stop pushing yourself so hard

I'll protect you

Y/n, do you have a crush?

Mahito hurt you, so I'll hurt him...

Top of the class, yet you're still bitter?

C-can I pet the panda?

What does salmon mean?

You didn't listen to a word I said did you...

What did I say about fighting curses alone?!

If Gojo sensei wasn't there, I could've lost you... Why would you be so selfish?

You're bleeding, let me help you.

How come you ever told me how strong you were?

Jealousy doesn't look good on you.

So, you're the infamous y/n~

Cup my cheeks.

I.. Love... You.

I want your thighs around my face. Now.

Don't get your hopes up.

Your family hates me, your friends hate me, so why don't you?

I'm only good for you.

Lay down, spread your legs, and be good.

You look gorgeous tonight. And everynight

I missed you so much, I know it's only been a weekend but still.

I don't hate you, rather the opposite actually.

I never knew you tasted this good babe.

Happy birthday lovely, want some cake?

Your butt is my personal set of bongos.

You don't want to date me, trust me I'm a mess.

You could've died! That would've hurt me more than if I died!

I know I'm your best friend of 6 years, but I love you way more than a friend should.

Your his sister? But you're so different...

I didn't know they hired such hot substitutes.

You can hang around me if you want, I know you're new and lost right now.

I'm never letting you go ever again.

I overheard you... Is it true that you love me?

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Prompts for Hunter x Hunter

Huh... I didn't think you could fight.

Hisoka will die if he ever does that again.

Grab my hand, I can tell you're scared.

Gon looks up to you a lot y/n, you should continue on for his sake at least.

I know I'm a rookie, but I'm not stupid.

Kurapika! Y/n hit mee~

Why do you want to be a hunter anyway? You don't seem like the hunter type.

Another Kurta clan survivor?!

You could've died you idiot! Do you crave death or something?!

Wow... A stable Zoldyck, that's new.

You traitor! How could you do this!?

We're all alone now y/n, we have half an hour before everyone comes back.

Are you seriously pouting at me right now?

Go make yourself useful, go kick someone out or get some food.

Drop your weapon, we're on your side. We aren't like the others... We swear.

Oh my God what happened to you? You're bleeding all over the place.

I've never baked before, sorry if I'm bad at it.

Just tell him about your feelings, I'm sure he likes you back.

That was so cool! You destroyed that beast!

Why do I have to give you the piggyback ride?

There's room for two, come snuggle in with me.

I wanna cup a feel, pleeeaassee.~

I know we could die on this journey, so before we risk anything can I kiss you?

If you die, I die. Got it?

No one will hear us if your shut your mouth.

Here, take my jacket. You look cold, the last thing we need is someone to get sick.

So... A lust plant kinda intoxicated me... And uh. I need you really bad now.

I love you, I know this is bad timing. But I love you so much.

You're drunk baby, let's get you sobered up before you tell me anything.

Touch me... Please for the love of God touch me.

You're very tense, here I'll give you a massage.

There's a free seat right here. It's called my lap.

Are you scared of me? I wouldn't blame you if you were.

Why don't you hate me, everyone else does, why do you waste your time with me??

I've missed you so much, I didn't think it was possible to miss someone this much.

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[knight-queen]

Black Wolves Saga Bloody Nightmare (Common Plot Part 1)

This game covers 200+ memories and but I were to translate them individually, it will take me forever which no way I want lmao. So I decided to make the whole game into parts, specially the common plot. Each parts hopefully ends with a red-splash thing. I know it may sound inconvenient  but I found it as a best option. The main thing I am worried is the selection things because they are so long and I hope God will help me to arrange the whole story smoothly <3

The sky is weeping. Weeping for grieving over the sorrowful event that is going to happen right away.

Large droplets of rain hit the ground. Some approaching sounds of footsteps mixed with such groaning rain could be heard from far away. Gradually, gradually.

The village which is more likely has sank inside the darkness has yet to notice the impending crisis.

???: ーー...It’s raining...brother.

???: ーー...Hmph. What is wrong, Rath? You are scared?

Rath: No, it’s not….It’s not like that...Brother, it’s raining awfully too much.

???: ーー...Raining? You are wrong, these are tears.

Rath: Tears? …...What do you mean?

???: God of the Weblin is crying. He is feeling sorrow for these humans after all.

Rath: Human...human...HUMAN...I hate them.

???: If so then kill them. Paint your heart with those emotions. Wolves do not need any heart inside them.

Looks like they appeared out of nowhere. Unscared of this rain, two human-looking persons were standing in the middle of the village.

One of them is tall figued. Another one is a young man still in the mid-way of becoming an adult.

Those are the eyes of fellows, ash colored beasts, the eyes which were shining like sparkles, like starving for flames and blood.

???: ーMove forward.

He commanded splitting a single word.

*Wolves howling sounds*

*Village was set to fire*

Female Resident 1: Heeeeehhh…!

Howling wolves are screaming as if they are proceeding by tearing through the rain.

As the people are uproaring in panic, the man’s smile inside the rain deepens.

A beautiful smile that one cannot overlook if the situation would allow you.

???: Kukukuh...Devour it all. These human’s blood, flesh andーーeverything.

Female Resident 1: KYAAAAAAAAAAA!! Wolves!? Why, what are they here....!!

Male Resident 1: Just run…!! Hurry and take our kids to….gh, kyaaa!!

???: ーIt’s pointless.

The howl of wolves that vibrates the dark night. Plus their accumulated screams rise one by one, and the echo disappears in an instant.

The sound that could be heard next was the pulling sound of something heavy. Pulling human bodies one after another.

*BG turns to an wolf eating flesh*

The next sound that could be heard was the chewing sounds of the wolves mixed with rain-water. Those wolves were slicing humans as if they were nothing more than baits.

Female resident 1: Kyaaaaayaaaaaaaaaa!! Stopp….ughuh….!!

*Blood splash*

An awkward chewing sound was resounded from all around by getting mixed with raining sound.

At the same time, the scent of blood which was not getting erased even with incessant rain spread around. It stirs up the instincts of the wolves as well.

???: Fufh...it has a very beautiful timbre. Human’s shierkings are the best comfort. I hope you will not mind letting me hear more. 

From the shadows of the wolves’ flock, someone stretched their hand by appealing for help.

Strengthless, yet that person was shivering and struggling like has gotten twitched.

???: Just die, shameless.

*Blood splash*

That person has stopped moving right away.

From human, to object. To alive, to dead. From a mass of protein, to a piece of flesh. 

All left now is the despicable sound of water that wolves are using to satisfy their hungry stomach, but that could be heard inside of darkness.

???: More, fill your stomach more. Eat them all….

The male’s heart gets filled with screams and frustration. Meanwhile, a villager seemed to run away in sight of that man.

That person is a villager. His destination will probably be the stable. His intention for now is to ask his neighbouring villagers to help him out by riding on a fast horse.

Once he manages to get on the horse, then wolves or something like that will be unable to interfere with him.

???: ...Guillan.

He muttered by calling that name.

Guillan: Hiyaaaaaa~! What’s up, Arles? Isn’t it just a waste of time to kill that ugly jackass?

Arles: ーIt is an order.

Guillan: Tch, how boorish. ...Well then I am gonna kill ‘em in boldly, ‘kay? Just watch me will yaaa’ー?

Along with sliced-through-wind sound, silver light breaks through the dark night. Then he immediately scratched off the man’s head who was trying to reach the horse-stable.

Resident 1: Guggh…!!

*blood splash*

Slashed fresh blood. But that immediately got mixed and soaked with rain and soil respectively.

*Shoots*

Guillan: I hit itー! Wooooooh! Oi, they’re seriously tiny sized fish. Guess it’s worth it to get more of ‘em still alive?

The headless villager trumple down to the ground with a thud. Right there was a flock of wolves. Soon enough, they could be seen devouring by chewing him. 

They slurp down the fresh blood as they apart the flesh. Gushed and overflowed red with rain droplets have become one and they both are ending up being mud. 

Guillan: Ahh, that guy is fukin’ ugly. Me the great don’t wanna see him, so gonna mess him up.

*Shoots*

Guillan: Hiyaaa! Cool, cool. Kindly just pass away, ugly humans. 

*Another shoot*

Guillan: Hiyahahahah! Now it becomes easier to eat, yah? Eat ‘em more, ‘cuz they are merely chunks of “meat” anyways, kay?

*Blood splash*

Guillan: Ooh, It’s damn boring for some reason. It’d be better if they would fight back more. Just hunting isn’t fun though?

Arles: ーShut up. It is my order.

Guillan: Oh goodness, I smash ‘em all just as you wished right? You knoooow, wolves sob if you don’t compliment them.

Arles: ...Alright. 

*Arles pats Guillan*

Guillan: Kukukuh...I like that side of yours. Oi, shall I butcher ‘em more?

*gets ready the spin-blade*

The young man called Guillan, at his fingertips, there is the dangerous weapon that reaped out the life of the villager is rotating making a humming sound.

It is a weapon called chakram, a weird weapon where one has to bag fingers into it and hurl at the distant target by being very concentrative. 

Every single part of it’s external is made out of blade, the users will get hurt if they make an error in holding that.

The perfect owner of that weapon, that young man, was really suited to using that.

*Shoots + Blood flash*

Guillan: Arlesーwhat ‘bout attacking a bigger place? As you can see, It’s been a while since this miny village’s gone hollow.

They aren’t even responding a thing. Darning borin’. They are fukin villagers after all. Seriously trash yeah?

More, more and more, let’s do somethin’ more entertainingー?

*Shoots again*

Guillan: Hiyaaa, hiyaaaaaa, hiyaaaaaaaaahーhhh!!! Blooood, blooood, blood-blood-blood-blood, gotta chop off everything wooo!

Although he seems to have lost his mind, at the same time, the Charkram shoot off from his fingertips and hunts the prey by spinning through the rain and wind. 

*Blood splash + stab sound*

Female Resident 1: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAー!!

His attitude is potent, and his talent is that not only was he able to master a very difficult weapon, he mastered hunting a target very comfortably and easily. That skill of his is very well-known.

Arles: ...Fufh, you are right. We can begin to prey upon a larger city onward. We must make those humans...suffer, more suffer.

Kill more...we must kill them more. We must erase them entirely.

Guillan: Hiyahah! Sounds great...I can’t wait…

Among the wolves as they run, hunt and howl in the rain, those two’s conversations are like talkings between a child and his corresponding guardian.

Right after, Arles starts gazing on the other side.

Arles: ...What is Rath doing?

Guillan: Rath? Oh...you mean that rookie huh. Wasn’t he just hunting the foolish who were simply trynna escape over there. 

He doesn’t seem to like murder thing that much. Don’t really think he is your younger bro.

Arles: ...Rath is still immature. If he abandons his emotions, he should be able to kill humans. 

Guillan: Abandon emotions? He’d feel more at ease if he’d just do fun stuff and stop thinking about troublesome shits.

*Spins his Chakram*

Guillan: Hiyyaaah! ‘Kay then, I’m gonna rampage a lil’ more.

Arles: Do not let even a single one be alive. Kill everyone except wolves, seize the souls of everyone. Everyone.

Guillan: I’m down for itー! Bossー!

The scent of blood, as well as the screams and everything which is happening gets erased in the rain, doesn’t even reach anyone. 

Now this small village has turned into a hunting ground for wolves.

Arles: ...Rath.

Rath: ……

After shifting places with guillan, the young man has shown up as if he gets out from the dark.

Arles: What were you doing?

Rath: ...Nothing particular. I was killing them. Just as you told me.

Arles: Do not worry, Rath. Set on fire after the rain stops.

Rath: ...Yeah. I know, brother.

Arles: We are doing this in order to let it know what happened. We want the foolish subjects of Weblin to realize the existence of us, the wolves.

Take everything away, their houses, lands, and lives so that they cannot even think about coming to these places again.

Rath: ...Big brother, I know.

Arles: If you know then respond. The leader of this flock is me.

Rath: ...Yeah.

Arles: Rath, do not think about the points that much. Listen to your own insects inside you. Sound yourself more like “kill humans!”

Rath: ...I know, brother. I know!!

Arles: Say it, you will kill them.

Rath: I will kill. I will...kill humans.

Arles: Say it once more. It is an order.

Rath: ...Kill, kill, kill...kill. I will kill...kill...kill. I will kill, kill...kill, kill, kill, kill them.

I must kill them.

Arles: Rath, do not hesitate. You are not allowed to forget what they did to us. 

Rath: Kill, kill, kill, kill. Yeah...I will kill them.

Arles: Alright...time to go. Fire up.

A small nod, then the young man disappeared out of sight just like he faded away in the dark. 

Arles: ...Kukukuh.

The male chuckles as he is glaring at this hellish disaster.

Arles: Other races etc, just devour all of them. Wreck them out and get rid of everything.

Look, the God of Weblin. This is the beginning of the wolves’ revenge. If you say our race is cursed, then I dare you to curse more.

Kukukuh, hahahah, HAAHAAHHAHAHAH!

As the bloody-rain continues, the man who stood in the middle of this tragic place was the king of the wolves.

Weblin Kingdom

It is a small kingdom which is lying at a corner of the continent thronged with great powers.

Garibaldi family of the Cat species rules it. Surrounded by abundant and strict atmosphere, Weblin is undoubtedly standing as an solitary island on the continent.

While wearing armor called “Nature which prevents aggression”, this kingdom was flourishing as an independent civilization on the continent.

The one that holds domination power is the species called ‘Cats’.

In this world the species that exist are ー1) ’Cats’

2) Human

3) Wolves

4) And the rare species are ‘Rat’

5) Lion

6) Dog

7) Rabbit

When wolves and humans hand over the top of the Weblin to the Cats, the races living there including the rare ones were being dominated. 

Hundred of years passed after its founding, although there were clan’s barriers in it, Weblin was still a harmonious and splendid country which existed in a beautiful environment.

Exactly like this, until ten years ago. 

As the history progressed, Cats and other races of Weblin were producing a few number of frictions. 

Exploiting takes place right one after another. The relationship between the tribes finally began to be disputed. 

There was a rebellion that occurred ten years ago.

A wolf guard-knight who used to work for the Weblin kingdom had turned the sword towards one of the members of the royal family.

Cats who ruled Weblin, and the one who ruled on their top of that was the royal family Garibaldi.  Treasoning that family was a very heavy sin.

That guard-knight’s residence was disrupted and so after he was driven out from the country. However一the uproar still was not all over.

That uproar was not only between Wolves and Cats but involved in every other race.

一And thereupon, a big plague had assaulted the country.

A brutal death-disease called “Zodiva” 一 so called this disease by human and it was in trend. 

This may dye the sufferer’s skin into black color and may also end up completely spoiling the brain-tissues. And this unknown caused plague will eventually lead the affected individual into madness.

Wherein a rumour takes place which is “Wolves are the reasons behind the origin of this plague.” This rumour got spread across many regions in no time. 

The people of the villages and towns that wolves attacked were feared, that thoroughly-outbroken disease was the wolves’ curse.

And eventually that ‘Zodiva’ name becomes identified as ‘Madness-disease by Wolves.’

In order to sweep away the fear of such people, the Weblin Kingdom Garibaldi VI had announced a certain rule.

一 “Genociding Wolves Law”

“Behead the wolves who are the origin of the nation-wrecking disease.”

Balanced relationships between the clans that had been preserved for 100 years have decisively collapsed after coming this far.

The decree to protect yourself from the wolf species was warranted as a reason to hunt the wolf species behind anyone’s notices.

In the fear of Zodiva, the other clans started wildly joining in wolves-hunting and had decided to exterminate them. 

ーAnd ten years have passed since then.

Due to the dramatic decrease of wolves, the impact of Zodiva has also descended.

However, the wolves killing law that Garibaldi VI had published still continued to function without undo. 

The wolves species began to decrease so much as if it was an endangered species. 

By changing the wolves’ position to be preyed on, the cats became more and more absolute strength owners.

Weblin, unlike the outer places where the plague was not spreaded, is now belonging to cats…

ーIt was an absolute monarchy.

Place: Weblin Kingdom Castle一 Corridor

Auger: …?

Hm, I just heard a voice. As I was walking leisurely in the hallway, I stopped and brought up my ear to listen to something interesting or not.

(Hmmm? What kind of conversation would they possibly have in such a place like this.)

Waiting Maid 1: Hey tell me, did you two heard a rumour about a witch?

Waiting Maid 2: A witch?

Waiting Maid 3: Yeah, rumour about the witch of Charmessen (Beautiful Forest)? 

Waiting Maid 1: Oh yeah exactly. You know, it’s said that there’s a witch in the Charmessen forest.

Waiting Maid 2: Yes, I have heard about it a little. It was about like the witch from the Charmessen forest is cursing the Weblin by wielding a disaster, right? 

Waiting Maid 3: Exactly, as you see the northward village has been raided up and destroyed by the wolves recently.

Waiting Maid 2: Very miserable indeed… After eating and killing the people regardless of their gender and age, they even set the places on fire.

Waiting Maid 1: Yeah, I talked to a member of knighthood who was dispatched later on…

It was not cool to ask him but, he turned pale after saying it wasn’t something that humans could do.

Waiting Maid 3: Even a brave knight has averted his eyes, it means it was a terrible spectacle indeed…

Waiting Maid 1: Same goes for the impact on the wolves, I heard the witch is manipulating the wolves to attack everyone.

Waiting Maid 2: Eeh? But what the witch would possibly achieve by making the wolves attack down. 

Waiting Maid 3: You know, it’s something that I have heard though...because the witch wants to have an eternal life, she will need so many sacrificial victims. 

Waiting Maid 1: Then she is making the wolves hunt the villages or towns to get so many sacrificed people...I am scared now.

Waiting Maid 2: Talking about being scared...recently the Garibaldi Majesty IV keeps getting in weak condition. I am scared of what if something bad happens.

Waiting Maid 1: You’re right. Majesty’s condition just keeps getting frailed lately…

Waiting Maid 3: Raids by wolves, Zodiva, Witch and so many threatening stuff are going on. So I would like the Majesty to hang on there…

Waiting Maid 2: Rather, isn’t it okay to hand over the royal to His Highness Mejojo really quick?

Waiting Maid 1: Hush…! How can you handle it if it goes to others’ ears…!?

Waiting Maid 3: As she said, no matter how number one royal successor Lord Mejojo is, don’t say so confirmly that he is going to be the next heir. 

Expecting Garibaldi VI is going to pass out is something considered as the crime of treason you know?

Waiting Maid 2: ...R- right...kh. I am so sorry for being careless.

The silence that stares around for a while continues. The three of them are more likely to sweat over what they will do if somebody would hear their conversations.

Auger: (Seriously, you ought to be careful since you don’t know if somebody had a chance to hear you or not.)

That’s right. For example, just like this, there was a possibility that the twin brother of the next royal successor prince Mejojo Von Garibaldi has been taking a peek in your conversations. 

(Everyone likes gossiping about rumours afterall~ I also don’t hate it though)

I like it even more if it comes out handy for me.

Waiting Maid 1: That being said...It just pops up in my mind. The disagreements between the Garibaldi Majesty VI and his twin princess came out pretty much a fact.

Waiting Maid 2: Eh? No kidding?

Waiting Maid 3: Oh, I heard about that too. Let me go back umm...it was about Lady Eleanora and Rayrie, yeah?

Waiting Maid 2: Lady Eleanora and Rayrie…? Who are you talking about? Was there anybody with those names?

Waiting Maid 1: Ohh, you have moved here recently. Both Lady Eleanora and Rayrie are Majesty Garibaldi VI’s wives.

Waiting Maid 2: Oh yes, that’s why...I felt like I heard those names before.

But surely both of them had passed away right?

Waiting Maid 1: ...Yeah. It’s been many years since Lady Eleanora and Rayrie had passed away.

Waiting Maid 2: I see. Guess no matter how newcomer I am or other maidens, you are gonna know those names today or tomorrow.

If that is the case then...it means Majesty Garibaldi VI is very sorry.

Waiting Maid 1: Eh? Why’s that?

Waiting Maid 2: Because both of his wives have passed out pretty early, no?

Waiting Maid 1: ………

Waiting Maid 3: ………

Waiting Maid 2: Eh? What’s wrong with the two of you? Did I just...say something weird?

Waiting Maid 3: ...You say something weird or not, Err well...looks like you still don’t know yet, so I shall inform you about that.

Waiting Maid 2: E- eh?

Waiting Maid 1: Talking about Lady Eleanora and Reyrie are prohibited in the interior of the castle.  Even if you split them accidentally, you are gonna be dismissed.

Waiting Maid 2: Di- dismissed…?

Waiting Maid 3: Told you right? Lady Eleanora and Reyrie contents are the main reason for the bad patches between His Majesty and his princes.

Waiting Maid 2: Eeh? What does that mean?

Waiting Maid 1: Well you see…

Auger: (Looks like the time has arrived)

*Footsteps*

Waiting Maid 1: …!

Waiting Maid 2: …!

Waiting Maid 3: …!!

I purposely straightened my neck up and showed up from the place that I have silently been hiding.

The maidens who were blooming like a flower while ridiculously chattering a minute ago, are instantly turning into pale blue.

That’s not surprising either. Because the rumoured person that was being chased by these ladies’ curious minds has presented his appearance.

Auger: Hey there, what three of you were talking about? Would you please let me join too? I love those kinds of conversations.

With an intentional carefree and light voice, I asked if it would be okay to accompany them.

Obvious enough, they turn around their heads side to side with immense vigor. 

Waiting Maid 1: W- we are terribly sorry, your highness Auger...we are taking our leaves…!

Waiting Maid 2: Kindly excuse our silliness…!

Auger: Eeeh, aren’t you going a bit over? I had already heard every single word of what you just talked about. That being said, you also mentioned something like ‘you will get dismissed’, no?

Waiting Maid 1: N- not at all…! No way…! If I had misunderstood something...kh, I- I am begging your forgiveness…

Auger: Nope, now way I will pardon you right? You are gonna die here.

Waiting Maid 1: Hhhee…!!

*that maiden falls down*

Auger: So, what are you upto? Oh right, you also intended to say that yeaaa.

Waiting Maid 2: W- we are begging...your pardon...gh!

Auger: Oh jeez, do not let out that loud voice. It’s earsore. 

...I am a royal master musician. My ears are very sharp. And you can tell it clearly by looking at those ears, no? Or perhaps you humans can’t possibly get what I meant.

Look carefully, my ears are really great. I may end up hearing every single thing.

Waiting Maid 2: ...R- right.

Auger: That- is- why, if you talk about such things for a second time...I will kill you. 

Waiting Maid 3: ...hhhgh…!!

Auger: Your response, lil’ human girls?

Waiting Maid 3: A- alright!! Your highness Auger!!

Waiting Maid 2: W- we beg our excuse…!

While the three parties fairly raised their voices, the ladies got dismissed from that place in no time.

Auger: Looks like there're so many rumours spreading out...Fufu, rumours are pretty fun I guess…?

I slothly resumed to start wandering while giggling.

Although it has declined, the effect of Zodiva still has not reached zero.

The raids on the towns-villages by the wolves.

The same time when those situations got paired, other threatening rumours also got spread in a blink of an eye.

Auger: (Even the ‘father is passing out’ being a rumour...mhm, pretty interesting indeed)

I was able to hear something very amusing while loitering around looking for cool news.

I’m also telling this great news to my big brother.

I have to set it up since brother has a serious gaze. He may also not be gonna tease about it like me.

Let’s make it more interesting if that’s what the case is, okey?

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The new director

Rex and Quetz were laying in bed together the night before the new director was to arrive and all the servants were to be unsummoned.

Rex: Quetz... I dunno if I can handle you leaving me...

Quetz: it'll be OK mi amor... I told you we'll be reunited eventually.

Rex: how can you be so sure?

Quetz: have faith mi amor, we will be together again! You'll see

Rex: ...if you say so...

Quetz: just believe me. But for now... we will have to part ways

Rex: I don't think I can handle that

Quetz: I know you can. Just hold on for long enough.

Rex: ok... just hold me... for tonight.

Quetz: of course

That night the two fell asleep together, but the next morning Rex was alone for the first time in a while.

Rex: ...dammit all... why...

Later that day Rex, the twins and Da Vinci met up with the new director and the staff he brought in

Gordy: as the new director I will be bringing in some changes to Chaldea. *reffering to the twins* you two, don't expect to stay much longer after everything is said and done. *now to Rex* you on the other hand have far too much potential to let go.

Rex: ...thank you director

Gordy: ooh! Surprisingly obedient of you! Tho a bit quiet

Rex: ...

Gordy: when the other Clock tower mages arrive they'll definitely have some questions for you regarding your predecessor and all that magecraft knowledge he refused to share.

After Gordy says this Rex shoves a journal onto him

Rex: here, all the knowledge the old man left me. I don't need it anymore anyways.

Gordy, taking the book: this is all he left? No proper teachings?

Rex: no, he just left me the book the crest, made me come here and kicked the bucket

Gordy: under normal circumstances I wouldn't believe you. But considering the stories I've heard about him that checks out.

Rex: good to hear...

Gordy, to Da Vinci: why is he so quiet anyways?

Da Vinci: he's upset, since he had to separate from the servant he was in a relationship with.

Gordy: in a relationship?! With a servant?! Bloody ridiculous! Servants are tools! Not romantic partners! How absurd

Rex was ready to punch the hell outta the new director, Da Vinci grabbing his hand before he could was the only thing stopping him

Da Vinci, quietly: no! Do not! I know you're upset but you can't harm him!

Rex, relaxing his arm: fine...

Later on Rex was in the halls with Fou, when he ran into Gordy's "assistant"

Vitch: oh! Well if it isn't the "world saving" master ...and his stupid pet

Rex: well if it isn't Gordy's lil pet. Wtf do you want?

Vitch: just walking through my new workplace.

Fou immediately got aggressive with the new assistant

Fou, trying to fight Vitch: fou! Kyou!

Vitch: stupid little runt! *she retaliates by stepping on him* ha!

Fou: fou!

Rex: hey!

Vitch: you may have been a threat once upon a time, but now... hmph. You're nothing

Rex, pissed enough as is decided to do something about it. He uses a magecraft trick he learned. Enhancing his speed, strength and endurance to turn himself into a human battering ram! Knocking Vitch down. Soon after he grabs the lil beast and runs off before Vitch could recover.

Vitch: stupid little master...

Rex mostly stayed in his room, alone waiting for the new guys to finish up. Then eventually... things go wrong

Mysterious soldiers clad in black invade Chaldea with a servant leading the charge. Rex, the twins, Mash and Da Vinci have to fight off the invading force to get to Da Vinci's secret project.

Rex: dammit these assholes are annoying!

Mash: why are they here?! What do they want?!

Da Vinci: doesn't matter! They invaded Chaldea so they're a threat!

Rex, despite just being a human master isn't defenseless. He wields the sword given to him by Zerkerlot and the gun Emiya assassin gave, even if he hoped to never use it.

Rex: damn this sword is useful!

Mash: senpai, I'm surprised you can wield it so well

Rex: lots of practice with servants paid off!

Eventually the group makes it to the shadow border, only to hear the desperate plees of the new director

Gordy, over comms: no! I don't want to die! I haven't done anything worthwhile with my life yet! No one's ever praised me before!

Rikko: you guys heard that?

Rikka: just like Olga!

Rex: dammit all! I really don't want to but I guess we have to help!

Rex and Mash go to save him, fighting off the soldiers and dragging him back to the shadow border.

Gordy: you all are helping me?! After all I did?! Why?!

Mash: is now the time for such questions?!

Rex: it's because you reminded us of someone we couldn't save! Now stopping questioning your saviors!

Gordy: ...thank you

They then run into the servant

Rex: dammit...

???: why if it isn't the master and his lil demi-servant. This is actually very good, now I can kill you here and now before you become a problem.

As she says this she launches a wave of icicles towards the two, Mash blocking them with her shield.

Mash: senpai! Director! Go! I'll hold her off!

Rex: we can't just leave you!

Mash: there's no time!

Rex: wait... the sword

Gordy: what about that sword?! What's it going to do against a servant?

Rex: it's a noble phantasm dumbass!

Gordy: wait what?! How do you have access to a noble phantasm!?

Rex: by treating my servants like people!

Rex: I don't know how to use it but...

While trying to use the sword's power he remembered what he heard Caster Cu tell Mash when she struggled to use her shield

Flashback Cu: she's a servant, even if she doesn't know the noble phantasm's true name, instinct will help her

Then Rex's sword becomes surrounded by a dark black tendril like energy. Similar in appearance to whenever Zerkerlot uses a weapon.

Rex: alright! Here ya go bitch!

He thrusts the sword forward towards the servant and wave of the black energy blasts from the sword, hitting the servant's shoulder and knocking her down

???: ah!

Mash: you did it senpai!

Gordy: how the devil?!

Rex: no questions! Move!

The three rum back to the shadow border, bow everyone getting back in, with Da Vinci not far behind until...

Da Vinci: ugh!

Priest, with his hand through her neck: well well well, where do you all think you're going?

Rex: Da Vinci!

Mash: Da Vinci!

Rikko and Rikka: no!

Da Vinci, : I'm sorry you guys... but it looks like... I won't... be coming with you...

The priest tries to remove his hand but Da Vinci won't let him

Da Vinci: now now now! You just murdered a genius! You have to face the consequences!

Priest: dammit!

The group enters the shadow border, which is launched out of Chaldea.

While inside Rex runs into Holmes, who he never saw since he stayed in his room

Rex: Holmes!?

Holmes: in the flesh

Rex: why are you still here?!

Holmes: Da Vinci said I would be needed so I hid.

Rex: how the fuck are you more needed then Quetz!

Holmes: now now, don't get mad at me.

Rex: whatever!

Eventually much later, after they finally erase the Russian lostbelt. Rex is reunited with Quetz and he's never been happier. While in the shadow border headed to their next destination.

Gordy: ...Rex

Rex: hmm?

Gordy: I would... like to... apologize... I know it's far too late, by the root is it too late. But I'm sorry for my behavior. And for doubting your relationship with your servant. Clearly you two... are very much in love.

Rex: well... it's a start. But I won't be able to forgive you so easily.

Gordy: that's alright... I don't blame you...

Eventually after the priest attacked them and took Kadoc back, Rex was in his new shadow border room. Finally laying in bed with Quetz again, after so very long.

Rex: Quetz... it's been so long. It's nice to... finally be with you again.

Quetz: it's nice to see you again too mi amor. I told you to have faith we'd meet again.

Rex: yeah... it was just... so depressing... without you... here with me...

Quetz: I know... but we're together again mi amor. You'll never have to worry about us separating again

Rex: I hope you're right.

A/N: so here's what happened with Rex before the lostbelts and a bit after. The beginning was difficult to get through but the rest of easy enough.

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hmmm while Im getting around to the reqs and asks here have an old oneshot I've had taking mold in my drafts for a couple months or so n pls enjoy

Fic of @sizeshiftingrobot 's au

Shifter!Leon

Word count: 1400

Summary: In the middle of a near panick attack, Leon's emotional shifting kicks in and causes him a world of trouble.

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Fifteen highschool boys and girls stuck together in a killing game. Each having a motive to try to get out no matter the cost; a gruesome video to plant a seed of corruption in their frightened minds.

Leon paced around the dark hallways of the school. He'd seen his own video, bodies of his old team, mangled and battered to a certain death, then cut to show his little cousin, Kanon, alive but face bloody and swollen. A clear threat to get out pronto before things escalated. Hearing the gasps around the video room had confirmed that his video wasn't the only horrifying one, and far from the worst.

Sayaka had nearly fainted, Mondo had looked about ready to beat someone to death, Sakura looked positively strong too, and there was the possibility of Genocide Jack being among them. Someone was bound to start the killings. Leon had already let himself look like a weak, nervous mess. No way in hell he'd let himself be a victim, he still had a bright singer's carrier waiting for him outside, and he wouldn't let anyone crush his dream to save theirs.

His head hung low, eyes fixated on his feet, tapping on the cold ground faster and faster to the rythme of his racing heart. Maybe he could hide in his room until everything was over, maybe he needed to strike first. The crushing darkness threatened to swallow him, breathing was getting harder, more painful. He couldn't think like that, he couldn't bring himself to take someone's life, could he? Even if it was to save his own?

"Oh, my my~ what do we have here?" He frowned and looked up, but bumped head first into a wall.

"Ow..." Leon groaned, rubbing his forehead. He frowned, confused, and squinted his eyes at the wall of leathery black facing him. It took him about two seconds to realize what felt wrong; the voice he'd heard came from far too high. As he rapidely stepped back, it took him another second to realize the next thing that was off about the situation; the leathery black wall was a boot the size of a bathtub.

"Dammit...!" He hissed and craned his neck up. A massive, grinning Junko towered over him, looking down at him with a glint in her eyes he did not want to see. As if he wasn't enough of a target already, he had to screw things for himself and show his worst weakness. He should've listened to Kanon and worked harder to control his size-shifting.

"Hey, Junko! Don't say a thing, just let me explain- Ah!" He didn't get to finish his sentence. He saw the fashionista kneel down and reach a gigantic hand out towards him to snatch him up, a heartbeat after that, he felt an agonizing pressure on his upper body, knocking the air out of his lungs.

"Aww, what a cute little guy you are! So easy to just-" Junko made a squelching sound, the pressure around him increased, threatening to pop his lungs and break his ribs, "-off you."

He had to stay calm. He had to focus to grow out of the fist. Fear gripped Leon's body tight, tying his limbs up with an invisible rope he couldn't grow out of.

"L-Let... go...!" His head got sickeningly lighter. He saw the trunk sized finger around his neck get closer to his chin as he shrunk further under the pressure. Junko looked down at him with an amused smirk, like a a child testing how easy it would be to break her newest toy; there wasn't an ounce of pity in those large blue eyes.

He was going to pass out, and he couldn't do anything about it. He was going to be killed, and he couldn't fight back- He had to fight back. He couldn't die in some blond bitch's fist like an insect.

"Stop it!"

For a split second, Leon had thought the rush of heat and blood in his tense body was from the constricting grip around him, rendering him powerless. Turned out, it was a wave of rage, flowing through his veins like lava; and Leon was ready to erupt.

A familiar, comforting sensation overtook his body, the tension in his muscles loosened and was replaced with an almost ticklish tingling. The pressure around his body disappeared, leaving him to plummet to the ground. Focus! The tingling grew stronger, invading his body, shadowing any pain and any emotion.

The fall was short. His spine didn't crack and his head didn't explode. Leon tentatively opened an eye he hadn't realized he'd closed, and he found a midget Junko, standing a few feet below him and trapped between his spread out legs. He'd grown back to a safe height- even bigger than he wanted.

"Wh... What the hell? You bitch!" Still frightened and panicked, his hand acted on its own and slamed the small girl on the closest wall. It was so large it completely engulfed her torso. He felt her frantic squirming under his fingers. Junko, the girl who had almost become his killer seconds ago, who's grip was merciless and eyes cold, was looking at him with those same blue eyes wide with fear. A hot, choking rage still lingered in his body. No, he wouldn't lash out on her, but she had tried to murder him in cold blood so she at least deserved a taste of her own medicine.

Leon pressed his hand harder, until he felt the squirming body go still. His hand grew on the small form, larger and larger until he could barely see tiny feet and a bit of hair poking out. Junko was his only witness, so he could make a gruesome scene no one would be able to investigate without knowing his secret. The tingling in his body never faded. His head met the ceiling, he had to shift to a kneeling position before he got squeezed between four walls. If he didn't calm down soon he'd either break something or get seriously hurt, but he'd already started his handiwork. He only needed a few more seconds to make the perfect unsolvable case, to see Kanon again and save her, if only the muffled screams under his palm would die down...

"Guys! Are you alright?" Makoto rushed out of his room, gasps and monstrous creaks filled his ears. It all died down as soon as he scrambled into the dark hallway. He found Junko, leaning against a wall and clutching her chest, and Leon, crouching down, sputtering and coughing. He'd heard a crash, and the scene in front of him made it seem like they had been fighting, but there was nothing out of the ordinary that he thought could have made such terrifying explosion.

"Leon!" Makoto knelt besides him and rubbed his back, an attempt to calm his coughing fit and hysterical breathing.

"Hmph," Junko huffed, although it sounded like she was holding back a cough. Makoto eyed the girl; she looked like a shriveled mess, a stark contras to her usual impecable look. "You shouldn't trust this guy so easily, Naegi. He might be hiding one hell of a dark secret," she turned on her heels and staggered off, with a slight yet noticeable limp. Makoto was confused, but his attention was on the boy on the ground. Whatever had happend between the two seemed to have left him on the verge of passing out.

"Come on, Leon," he helped the taller boy stand up and let him lean against him for support. A quick trip to the bathroom to freshen up would do his classmate good.

Even leaning, Makoto noticed that Leon was much, much taller than him. And good lord, he was so heavy, it was hard for the shorter boy to even take one step with all that weight leaning on him. Well, he'd never met a baseball star in real life, so he supposed they were that much stronger and taller than an average guy like him.

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Done! Looking alright already, I had fun with this one esp that unexpected part where Leon got murderous, I didn't plan for things to go that way! Just wanted a nice lil thing with the anxious boy being helpless and getting saved by hope itself, not an angry baseball star ready to kill. The pacing is kinda weird tho, but I don't feel competent enough to be able to fix it, so I'll just leave it as it is.

#gt #gtronpa #danganronpa #dr1 #Leon kuwata #junko enoshima #makoto naegi #sizeshifter!leon #shifter!leon #giant!leon #tiny!leon #giant!junko #tiny!junko #writing

[clydesgod]

The coming

Feat. Richard, Vitalis, Krista

(This is just a lil drabble so, there shouldn’t be any major themes to worry about. just enjoy. Sorry if I there’s some grammar or spelling errors hehe)

As the sun rose from it’s concrete horizon, Richard let out a large yawn as he struggled to put his shirt on. He had been trained on how to do it without anything getting caught on his horns, but it was awfully hard when you took into consideration that Richard hardly remembered much, especially when he just woke up not even half an hour ago. Not only was he changing his shirt, he was also cooking. Fried eggs, soaked in olive oil. Hardly a healthy option but it was one that got him in a good mood in the morning. Well, minus the fact both of the yolks had burst. He didn’t care either way. Sort of.

As he finished cooking them and moving them onto a plate, he couldn’t help but feel a slight hint of dread loom over his shoulders. Was it the hangover? No, couldn’t be. Sure, he felt like trash in a landfill, but he never felt like something awful was about to happen.

“‘Scuseeeeeee me,” asked the shorter demon as he pushed past Richard and his plate so he could open the fridge and raid it, like every morning. “Do we still have any leftovers from last night?”

Richard scoffed, picking up his plate and moving towards the main living room with an almost ragged couch and a plain looking coffee table. “Chinese for breakfast? I’d hardly say peking duck with a side of spring onion is the best choice of food to start the day with.” He commented, sighing somewhat as he looked down at his rather sad looking fried eggs. They’d be good for now anyway. He could easily go to the store later.

“Sorry for being so unclassy mr ‘ramen at 4am’,” Vitalis spat, closing the fridge as he then began to raid the other cupboards. “Surely there have to be some pop tarts here or something. You didn’t throw them away did you?”

“You mean the ones that went out 3 months ago?” Richard replied.

“Yeah. The strawberry ones.”

“Yeah I threw them out.”

The shorter demon groaned, collapsing to his knees and looking down at himself. “I’m going to staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarve!” He moaned  in a very monotone voice. He was always an actor, even to the very end. “I always knew this would be how I’d die. With an empty stomach and whilst my favourite cousin  eats in front of my face.”

Richard, who hadn’t even taken a bite, rolled his eyes and held the plate towards him. “You want these ones then?”

Dropping his sad act, the shorter demon looked up, squinting as he looked over at the plate. “Bleh, as if. Those are the saddest eggs I’ve ever seen.”

“Suit yourself, more for me...I guess.”

“Are you really going to not get me something? Like order a McDonald’s maybe?”

“No. Wait-”

“Aww common. I know you want one of those sausage burgers, or even the pancakes.~”

Richard put his plate and cutlery down, letting it clank against the coffee table. “Wait-”

“Boooooo you’re no fun. I’ll order some but that means I won’t be able to pay for rent for a whil-”

“Shut the fuck up! Didn’t you hear what I said?” Richard turned, his expression which previously looked like he just woke up 5 minutes ago, now looked like he realised where this strange sense of dread was coming from. He stood up, looking around the room as Vitalis started to pick up what he was feeling. He felt it too, through his hunger.

A creak was heard, as if someone was walking right outside the apartment. That shouldn’t even be at all weird, they hear people moving past this place all the time. Why was something off now? Was it the sound of their heels? The way they were moving slowly? No. Something about this person’s aura was ringing alarms in the demons’ heads. Vitalis moved quickly, hiding behind the couch as Richard attempted to follow suit.

A knock was heard. Was this a trick? Surely someone was trying to break in, no? That should’ve been the reason for this strange sense, surely. Richard slowly turned, facing the door. He looked back at Vitalis, who shrugged.

“I ain’t answering’ that fucking door!” He whispered loudly, pointing over behind him. “You go and do it! It’s your apartment!”

Richard gulped, turning his body around as he stared at the door. Why was this feeling familiar? It was like he forgot something and was about to face the consequences of that action. Why though? He sent a birthday card to his granddad last month, what could he be forgetting? He kept moving forward, his hand hesitantly reaching over at the locks as the doorknob fidgeted slightly. Someone wanted to get in.

Another knock. Richard recoiled a bit, but carried on moving on towards the door, undoing all of the security chains and latches he had installed when he first moved in. He was told it was a safe area...but you can never be so sure.

Vitalis had dived down behind the couch, hands covering his head as he awaited a possible fight, maybe a huge explosion? He didn’t know what Richard usually got up so it really could’ve been anything. Maybe even a dragon? Or worse, the landlord. Him and Richard grit their teeth, preparing for anything as the taller demon slowly turned the handle on the door. Who was it? What could he possibly have forgotten? Slowly, he opened the door when-

It stopped. Oh no. The door was jammed, whoever was outside was trying to trap them from the inside. That had to be it. It was one of the villains he had to deal with every day and now they were here to seek revenge and kill-

Oh. Wait. No. Richard looked down, realizing he forgot to undo the last latch to the door. “A-Ah. S-sorry. One second.” He nervously said, unsure as to why he would even let someone know about his current predicament. He quickly undid the last lock, slowly opening the door now. Why did he feel like he had to urgently open this door all of a sudden? As if he didn’t want to disappoint whoever was on the other side.

As the door opened, Richard began to ponder quickly on whom it would’ve been. He thought about all of the emotions and feelings leading up to this point. Dread, forgetfulness, worry, haste, urgency, disapointment. He gulped once more, knowing there was one way to find out.

The door opened. Richard had his eyes closed as he had braced himself for whatever was behind there. Strange though, he wasn’t being beaten around at all. That’s what he was sort of expecting. He opened his eyes, slowly at first but then quickly as he recognised that face anywhere.

“W-What are you- how did you even know- how- I- What are you doing here?”

“Did you really think you could get away with that?”

Richard took a step back, gulping before he replied. “G-get away with what?”

“Hmph.

                                       Getting away 

                                                                                        without saying...”

“Hello!” Said Krista, who at this point had just thrown her arms around Richard, trapping him in a hug. She was taller than Richard, but that was mainly thanks to those heels she wore. She hugged him for a while, with Richard trying to push away from her.

Eventually she let go of him, allowing the wrath demon to stumble back and fall onto the couch.

“Mom??? What do you mean??? Since when were you visiting?” He asked, not raising his voice so as to not fear her wrath.

“You didn’t need to know that,” she replied back, closing the door behind her as she entered the apartment, having a look around at the state everything was in. “Oh my goodness, you left this place in a better state than your bedroom at home.”

“Speaking of,” she looked back at Richard, her gaze piercing as she squinted and frowned her brow. “Me, your father, your siblings, and your grandparents, sent you a lot of lovely St David’s day messages on your phone. And what do we get? Nothing. I asked your father, he received nothing. Rhys? Nothing. Gwyneth? Nothing. Your father’s parents? Zilch! And what do I get? An ungrateful son who doesn’t even ask how his dear mother is doing.”

She huffed, crossing her arms as she looked away from her son. Richard, at this point, was looking almost terrified.

“Aaaaaaa-I swear I forgot! I-I had a bit too much to drink last night so the texta sort of went over my head. I was going to reply to them but I just, sort of-”

“Oh don’t you bring up that ‘forgetfulness’ thing again,” she interrupted, looking back at Richard with a huff. “This would never have happened if you stopped drinking like we asked you to do! It’s so unhealthy!”

“...But Rhys is allowed to smoke-”

“Did I say you had permission to interrupt me?”

“I-I mean. S-sorry mom.”

“As I was saying,” she continued, pacing around the room, looking about at everything. “Your dear mother was so worried for you, I decided I just had to pay you a visit. It didn’t help that I had to knock about 3 times. You made me worried sick!”

“I’m so sorry!” Richard replied, clasping his hands together and looking up at his mother as if he was begging for his life. “I don’t mean to make you worry! I swear I forgot. I swear! I promise I’ll reply to every text I get from you and dad!”

Krista stared at Richard for a while, eyes squinting as she loomed over Richard. She looked furious...until her expression suddenly changed as she closed her eyes and let out a brief giggle.

“Alright. I forgive you lil Dewi,” She reached over, patting his head as she moved over onto the couch, sitting herself down and placing a brown paper bag onto the coffee table. “Those are some sad looking eggs dear, so I hope you can forgive me for bringing fast food for you. I know you always love those McMuffin things with that round egg in them.”

“Did someone say McMuffin?” Vitalis said, popping his head up whilst keeping a safe distance away from Krista.

“What did your mother teach you Vitty?”

“...Hello Mrs Clydesgod may I please have some breakfast please and thank you.”

Rolling her eyes, she reached into the bag and brought out a wrapped meal just for him. She reached on over, letting him take it so he could slowly sink down behind the couch.

“Where did you even get that from?” Richard asked, who looked on over at the bag as well. “Er- may I have one too...please.”

“A rather long way to say ‘please’ don’t you think Dewi?” She joked, handing him his own meal. “Don’t worry about me, I’ve already eaten today.”

Having his question unanswered, Richard simply unwrapped his meal and dug in. He was used to being disappointed by the amount of answers his mother was good at not giving him. She wasn’t planning on leaving anytime soon, wasn’t she.

“I’m not planning on leaving anytime soon by the way.”

Fuck.

“You haven’t spoken to any of your family for quite a while and I think that should be changed. I’m sure your father would agree.” Krista stated, resting her hands on her lap as she looked over at Richard.

“There’s no way Rhys and Gwyneth are going to stay here. There’s no room and I’d rather die than be in the same room as Rhys of all people.”

Krista gasped, placing a hand on her chest as her brows arched upwards. “How could you say such a thing! About your eldest brother too! I thought you and Rhys were good friends.”

“We were until he dated my crush, knowing damn well she was my crush ,15 years ago.”

“Tut tut tut, that’s no good reason as to not interact with him at all.” Krista crossed her arms again, a move that always made goosebumps appear on Richard’s arms. “I will not force them to come. But knowing them, they’ll find their way over here eventually. There’s nothing much you can do about that.”

“Yeah...I know.” He carried on eating, enjoying the breakfast she had brought for them silently.

“Let me know if you need any money for your rent, Dewi.” She added, standing up and taking the brown bag with her.

“W-wait. You’re going already?” He asked, almost choking on a bit of sausage in the process of asking.

“Why, yes! I’m still yet to check into my hotel room! I’ll text you where I’ll be staying if you want to see me or to introduce me to any of your lovely friends!” She made her way towards the door, opening it and pausing at the door way. She looked back, her eyes squinting ever so slightly as she spoke. 

“I do expect a reply this time dear.”

Richard gulped, with Krista closing her eyes and letting out a little giggle. “Hwyl! Bore da!”

“Bore...da...mam…” Upon her closing the door, Richard was left dumbfounded, his mouth somewhat agape as the feeling of dread began to return.

Vitalis peaked up from behind the couch, looking at the coffee table.

“So...are you going to eat those eggs?”

Richard looked back, trying to resist the urge to slap him before resting his head back against the couch and rubbing his face with both hands.

“Sure. Knock yourself out.”

#{lore} #{dyn gafr🐐 : Richard Clydesgod} #{jackalope🐇 : Vitalis Megalos} #{the unnameable🐙 : Krista Clydesgod} #// AAAAAAAAAAAAAA I HOPE PEOPLE LIKE THIS #// I don't write this long because i feel like i go off topic quite a bit ;w; #// I hope this is a good ready for some people #// if I made some mistakes pleaaaaaase let me know owo

[mercurryblack]

Chapter 5: Amaryllis

Day one: the investigation begins.

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“Are we there yet? My legs can’t take it anymooore.” Hattie whined.

Despite the coffee and hearty breakfast she had enjoyed only moments earlier, the girl was still sluggish as the team walked to the precinct. It was hardly further than their excursion from yesterday, but the journey today seemed to be taking longer than usual, especially in the slow hours of the early morning.

“If you stopped dragging your feet, maybe we’ll get there faster.” remarked Lillian, a bit exasperated. “You’ve been awake for over an hour, had two cans of coffee, and you got the same amount of sleep you always get. How are you still drowsy?”

“…I dunno. Circadian rhythms?”

“It’s only two blocks away, don’t worry.” Amaryllis reassured Hattie.

Cait was in front of all of them, and in a much better mood than their teal-togged teammate. “Remind me to thank you, Lillian. This is sure to be much more cool than yesterday.”

Lillian rolled her eyes. “I don’t think it’s going to be that ‘cool’ once you consider what we’re dealing with.” She responded, remembering how distraught Rudyard had looked.

***

A couple of minutes later, they reached the precinct and headed up to Yuen’s office. The second they opened the door, they were greeted by several storage boxes and piles of paper scattered on the seats around the doorway. Sardion and Rudyard were both looking over copied reports, while Detective Yuen was arranging new pins on the corkboard.

“Good morning, Team LLAC. Please sit down, we need to brief you on what we’re going to do today.” Yuen ordered, barely turning her head as she placed a report footnote on the board. As they did so, she turned to one of the supply boxes and lifted it onto her desk.

“Umff— Today, we’re going to be taking a further look at the crime scene for material evidence. Anything you can find, mark it and let us know. It could be a household object out of place, a scrap of clothing you don’t recognize, a mark on the floor or wall. Anything that doesn’t belong in the area, report it. Here are some things you need.” She pulled several pairs of gloves from the supply box, as well as two smaller boxes of identification markers. “And finally, this should go without saying, but do try not touch any piece of possible evidence. Last thing we need is someone getting labelled as a suspect because they accidentally left their fingerprints on it.” She finished, distributing the equipment to the group.

It felt a bit unusual for LLAC— Lionheart had spoken to them earlier as if they were off on a Search and Destroy mission, but latex gloves and plastic site markers weren’t exactly the attire and equipment to go for when fighting.

“We’ll make sure to follow everything you said to the letter, Detective.” Lillian confidently assured her.

Yuen nodded. “Good, we’re counting on you. Any advances you make today will help this case greatly.” She stood up and picked up her weapon of choice - a polymer handgun - and made one last adjustment to the collar of her uniform as she tucked in into her hip holster. “Shall we go?” She asked.

“Yes, let’s. Time’s a-wasting.” Sardion spoke as he got to his feet and followed her out the door. Cait, Hattie, and Amaryllis all did the same, leaving Rudyard and Lillian inside the office.

Turning to her mentor, Lillian noticed that his attention had turned to the pictures on the board. “You doing okay there, Rudyard?” she worried.

Rudyard nodded solemnly. “I’ll be fine.” After a second, he added, “Just promise me that you and your teammates will watch each other’s backs while you’re out there? Don’t be as careless as I was. Just because they’re good fighters doesn’t mean that they’re safe from harm.”

“If we only watch each other’s backs, how are we gonna be able to walk properly? I’m afraid one of us might trip.” Lillian replied, cracking a weak pun to see if she could garner a laugh.

Rudyard paused, then let out a small chuckle. “I’m serious, though, Lil-Lil. We don’t know yet what’s out there.”

***

Yaara and Berilo’s houses were both fairly close together, in a residential neighborhood at the top of the Sora District, not far off from the restaurant where LLAC had enjoyed their milkshakes the other day. According to Rudyard, both of them had wanted ‘peaceful lives away from all of the city buzz’— for all the good that had done them, apparently. After graduating from Haven Academy and beginning their Huntsmen lives outside the city proper, they had kept themselves out of the limelight, apart from the occasional appearance at Haven alumni ceremonies.

Rudyard had always assumed that Yaara and Berilo, despite never having married, had been boning one another. They had never explicitly denied it, and the proximity of their homes only heightened that assumption.

“Miss Dailan’s house is right around that corner. We should split up now. We’ll meet back here before dusk.” Yuen said, before turning to Rudyard and Sardion.

The group nodded and said their goodbyes to the adults. Lillian gave one last smile of reassurance to Rudyard, just to let him know she’d be okay. While his mustache concealed his closed mouth, she could tell he returned it by the way its edges curled.

“So, where are we looking at first?” Hattie asked, turning to eye the house. If they wanted to thoroughly cover the entire place before the sun went down, they had to start soon.

“I’ll look inside Berilo’s house.” Lillian suggested. “There’s a garden and gazebo in the back, too. I say we split up into groups of two. Cait, if you’ll take the back?”

“‘Kay, sounds good. Who’s coming with me?” Cait looked at their teammates, spreading their arms.

Hattie’s hand shot up in the air. “Me! Me! Mememe!” She declared, bouncing on her heels.

Cait smirked. “Alright, then that leaves the wonder girls together. We’ll see you two later! Come on, Hattie! Adventure awaits!” They let her grab their arm as they walked around the side towards the backyard.

“I wish I was a wonder girl,” remarked Hattie. “Hmph.”

“Oh, don’t worry, all of us are wonder girls in our own little way.” Cait reassured her, still maintaining their cheshire grin.

Hattie turned her head to face them. “But you aren’t a girl, Cait.” She remarked quizzically. “Or a guy, for that matter.”

Cait shrugged. “Yeah, but hey, I’d take it as a compliment nonetheless. It doesn’t really matter that much to me s’long as it has ‘wonder’ in front of it.”

Amaryllis chuckled as she watched Cait walk away with Hattie. Despite everything, the former tended to be quiet more often than not, but whenever Hattie was around, they wouldn’t stop talking.

Lillian, meanwhile, walked up to the front door, which was cordoned off by yellow tape reading “CRIME SCENE - DO NOT CROSS” in blocky black letters.

“Let’s get started, Am.” she said, ducking under the tape into the house.

***

The atmosphere inside Berilo’s home was horribly eerie, despite the fact that not a soul besides the two girls was currently within the walls. An cup of now-cold tea rested on the kitchen counter, likely what he had planned to drink on the night of his murder. Aside from the living room, the rest of the domicile was immaculately kept— if it wasn’t for the large pool of dried blood in the center of the living room, no one would have likely been the wiser to the fact that a murder had taken place. Several black strings tagged with small numbers extended from the bloodstain to small flecks on the wall and couch, likely the work of a forensic technician.

After more than three long hours of careful inspection, however, Lillian and Amaryllis still hadn’t found any further clues. Whatever was out of place (which was few and far between) had already been tagged by the police.

“…I wonder how Hattie and Cait are doing outside. Do you think they’ve found anything?” Amaryllis wondered aloud, moreso an attempt at conversation to alleviate her unease.

“Probably not. The second they did, knowing Hattie, she’d blast in right through the wall to tell us.” answered Lillian, parsing over a small bookshelf. “Like that weird drink commercial.”

“Yeah…” Amaryllis sighed. Exhaling harshly through her nose, she changed the topic; “Don’t you find that we’re investigating the deaths of our predecessors? I can’t believe they’re gone so quick, and so brutally.”  After Rudyard had taken Lillian under his wing, Amaryllis had found a sense of respect for SYBR— a bit of research had quickly brought up the team’s Vytal victory, and while she hadn’t gotten to know them very well aside from Rudyard, they had always seemed as kind as they were skilled.

“No kidding. It’s the lucky ones that’re fortunate enough to have old age take them. Just didn’t happen to be the fate in store for Yaara and Berilo…” answered Lillian. “Not to be a downer, but I think if one of us two were to bite the big one, it would be better if I passed on first.”

“What makes you say that?” Amaryllis asked, taken aback with Lillian’s words.

“You’re the one with the big heart, Amaryllis. At least you’d be there for others as they’d be there for you. Me, on the other hand… well, let’s just hope it doesn’t come down to that.”

Amaryllis slowly shook her head. “I couldn’t bear to see you die, Lilly. Between the two of us, you’ve always been the one with the indomitable heart.” She said softly. “Sure, you’re the older sister and it’s your responsibility to act like you’re tough and stoic and all… but I honestly don’t think I could go on if I lost you.” she continued, her tone betraying a hint of playfulness as she jabbed at Lillian.

It was true for both of them, however— the Armilde sisters had been inseparable since they were in the womb. To either of them, the thought of losing one another was the worst thing imaginable.

Lillian turned to face her sister, her expression unreadable. “Hey, Am…”

“Hmmm?”

“…You aren’t getting all mushy on me, are you?” She asked, her mouth curling into a smirk.

Amaryllis sputtered, before she started laughing at her sister’s comeback. “Well, not anymore I’m not! Way to kill the mood, musclehead.”

#team llac #team llac fic #harriet lazuli #lillian armilde #amaryllis armilde #cait miya #team sybr #sardion sarikaya #rudyard millard #agave yuen #fanfic #fan fiction #rwby fan fiction #rwby oc #rwbyoc #rwby

[abloomntime]

A Bloom In Time Ch 31

( Hey Guys. Sorry this chapter took so long. It's still my personal headcannon that the Twilight Bell takes you to the Horizon. The song Hattie is the unused song about the Moonjumper.)

How could she have not see all the thing's lining up with what he had said done, and what other's had said about him?! How could Poppy been so blind out what was staring at her before her very eyes?! Sleep didn't come to her that night, and she found herself staring at the dark ceiling. The final pieces of the puzzle fitting together as she remembered all the scenarios that gave away Snatcher's identity.

When she first glimpsed him at the manor. The brown hair was...P-Philip's. It was like everyone's voices and actions were being replayed back through her head with every moment of foreshadowing, hints, and puzzle pieces finally being put back together-

"Hey! I know who can help! Snatcher can!! He's really, REALLY old too and he should what to do!! Come on! He had to deal with being frozen and Vanessa just like you!" Hattie had given her the first major clue to it all. He had to deal with being froze to death AND Vanessa because he was the one who took the brunt of Vanessa's rage. "Hey! I know what can help a little bit. Y-You like flowers right?" He had a flash of panic fly over his face for a moment before he coughed and shrugged. "You said you had a flower stand before Vanessa sent her goons to take you right? O-Obviously you must've liked growing things then. Or at least flowers." That....THAT PECKING PECKNECK KNEW ALL ALONG SHE LOVED FLOWERS!! HE PECKING KNEW!! "We're all that's left and you should accept that's how it is now before you get hurt. Believe me the sooner you do the sooner everything starts to get better for you." "Hey. I can understand that. Believe it or not you're not the only one who's gone through that kind of thing....I'm certainly no stranger to feeling like that. In fact it took me forever literally just to realize my place after I got lost," "Ok. To make it in mushier terms..I DO want to help you ok. Believe it or not I do and I have my reasons. But you gotta know I can't change the past no matter what. Trust me I have TRIED and look where that got me. Stuck fused with a mushy corpse and having to lead a whole bunch of strangers through the forest like a tour guide." he glanced at her confusion again. "Uh..B-But that's not important. The important thing is that I can't change or fix anything that's already happened alright? I can't send you back. I can't give you anything from your old life......And I can't change what happened to you." Her face dropped and eyes widened even more- "But, I can help make the future easier and help you with whatever you need to settle down with alright? But you got to understand that it's NOT just going to be with a snap of my fingers. I know, I've experienced it for hundreds of years. Just know that...You're not going to be alone in any of this alright?" "No. You were right the first time. She was always a monster, it just took her a while to show everyone what was really inside. So don't give her any credit. She was never a queen, just a spider wearing a pretty mask." "I-I...I know exactly how you feel." He scowled. "Yeah. I know EXACTLY how that feels. Vanessa took everything from me too when she froze everything!" He growled and his grip on her became a bit tighter if he was being a lil protective. "I pecking didn't see it coming until it froze me right before my very eyes! I died before my life even took off the ground and now I'm stuck like this....But you aren't." He ...attempted a smile. "Listen, Poppy. I'm not good at this speaking from the heart stuff, but Im pretty good at speaking from experience stuff. So trust me when I saw you still got your whole life plus more ahead of you. It's....probably going to take a while for you to process this properly and start to move on like I did."  "Look. I ....can't change the past no matter how badly I want to. But I can change the future, and so can you. Think of all the things you can do now without anyone to hold you back!" He might've been speaking from what he perceived as a positive but she gave him a funny look. "Uh...By that I mean vanessa of course. She's not holding you prisoner anymore." "I stumbled across him a few times coming up here to visit. Hmph! He's very rude and always steals any dish I make with bacon when he's around me cooking. Quite the oddball out if ya'll ask me." P-Philip ....LOVED bacon. And Vanessa banned bacon from their kingdom around the time she died. "Of course I can! I made the kids all those clothes and my minions their highly durable bodies." ""YOU painted all of these?" she asked gawking at him His smile widened more smug if that was possible. "Yep. And those." He pointed to the left wall wear there was five giant paintings behind the space cow mobile. He then pointed behind her. "And the ones right behind you." Now that Poppy thought about it hard, she faintly recalled Philip learning embroidery from his mother and taking a liking to hobbies like painting and reading books. Both of which he did and you can CERTAINLY learn to sew along with embroidery.  "How do you know that?," she asked genuinely confused. "UH....I- Um-....I-I-I was there when he was killed." He still eyed her for a moment before looking to the floor unable to look her in the eyes anymore. ".......Vanessa killed him. Just like she did to everyone else....a-a-and y-y-you...." "Just like you. She locked him away until everything froze over. Vane-.....That MONSTER!'', he spat hand slightly tightening as he scowled at the floor, "She was pecking crazy. Thought he was....cheating on her behind her back when he was nothing but patient with her. She didn't deserve anything." "Because she was nuts! Always have been and always WILL be! She would've snapped sooner or later with the way she was back then, always so paranoid and thinking I-.....I THINK he belonged to her." His other hand was quick to shoot out and grab her shoulders accidentally making her jolt at the sudden grab but it was enough to get her to look at him. "Now you listen to me and you listen good." A claw poked her chest as he pointed it at her crying face with a deep frown of his own. "I have dealt with too many years of pecking guilt over whether or not it was my fault or if I could've stopped it! And I'm sick of it all! You. Are. Not. At fault!! Do you hear me?! Vanessa was always going to snap and it was HER fault for being so batpecking crazy, she couldn't tell the difference between fantasy and reality! There was no reason in her! We should've expected nothing less of her for anything! But I'll be just as bad if I didn't it now, and I'm saying it's not your fault. Least of all people you. All you did was sell flowers. Big deal. It would've been the same if she saw m-....him buying a necklace from a jeweler or a ham from the butcher. BANG!!" She flinched at the loud yell he made at 'BANG'. Tears running down her face as he spoke. "Ice. Death. Lots of ghosts. You get the picture. The point is, it's ABSOLUTELY! NOBODY'S PECKING FAULT!! BUT VANESSA'S!! .......You and me didn't do anything wrong."  "So-...I take it this..'prince' friend of yours was a nice person? Not that I knew him, but it seems you two were close. Not that it's any of my business." He had an anxious feeling saying all of this as a stranger but he couldn't help but feel the need to get all this anxiety off himself by asking. "It just sounds like you cared about him a whole lot."  "Yeah.....Hey. This might sound out of no where but do you blame him, your friend, for what happened between him and Vanessa?" "How did you die?," she found herself blurting out before she could stop but she instantly regretted it. "WHAT?!" Snatcher whipped his face to her wide eyed. "S-Sorry." She held up her hands worriedly. "Is it rude to ask a dead person that? I d-didn't know honest. It's just that.....You're doin' an aweful lot for me and I don't know a lot about ya, since you already know alot 'bout me from my rambling. I figured ya would return the favor." "Sorry. NO can do, Red. That's private information." She scowled again. "OH come on! Purple onion. Your contract paper thingy said I could ask for anything I wanted in return for helping ya!" "Within REASON!," Snatcher stressed, "Asking a ghost about their past is like asking a poor person how much money they spent on their shoes!" "Same as you. I died during the Great Subcon Freeze." "Oh. Well you said you saw what happened when Philip....p-p-passed away, right? Does that mean you were employed by the Queen?'' "Sorta. I just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time." Which wasn't really a lie. He couldn't have ever been in a more wrong place or time. "Another innocent bystander to a crazy curse." "Oh right. Dumb question. Then who wer-" "Next question!," "Ok! Well ya technically did, but I mean what made ya decide to help me? I just don't get it.". "Because I recognized you from the village." "I-...Sometimes saw you selling flowers in the square, and-.....I guess I was simpathetic to someone else in a similar situation as I was."

That.....Night....The night she had her nightmare. THERE WAS SO MANY HINTS HITTING HER IN THE FACE AND SHE WAS STILL BLIND TO THEM ALL!!

"So....does that mean Philip is a g-ghost too?"  "A ghost? Well that's not exactly easy to answer. Any ghost I know if they even became ghosts would be in the forest .....or another plain of existance. A-And like I said BARELY any of my minions remember who they were before they died."  

He LIED!!....No. Not exactly lied. He did tell the truth but...BENT IT!! Without actually answering anything!! Or telling Poppy anything!! WHY?! What reason would he have to keep his identity hidden from her?! They were friends....Weren't they? ALL OF IT!! Everything he or anyone else had said lined up perfectly with what Moonjumper-....Or second Philip had told her.

"And you know I could always scare you out of any debt you got yourself into with those pecknecks down there." He offered genuinely. "I may not look like it, but I'm very good at legal technicalities. I did want to be a lawyer at once upon a time!" Philip studied laws to better his future kingdom one day. He always said he wanted to be a good king. And mentioned if he wasn't destined to be prince he would've liked to become a lawyer. And there was a bush cat in his home...Philip mentioned having a pet bush cat. A gift from his father. Moonjumper's echoing voice still rang around in her head with everything he said.  "HA! That's rich coming from him! That halfling is lying right to your face!" "Why? Didn't dear Snatcher tell you?" He chuckled and gave a smile similar to Snatcher's smug one. "We're two halves of the same person.~ Split at death and now wondering through death two halves of the same person.~" "Oh! He didn't tell you did he?" He smiled and gestured to himself with a smile. "Well allow me to elaborate for you, my dear.~ Snatcher and I are both Prince Philip Snider Of the Kingdom of Subconette.~ When we died in the frozen celler we split personalities resulting in us becoming two very different ghosts. How I have no idea, but it's quite the sight isn't it?~"

"Are you sure about that?"

No. No she wasn't. She wasn't sure of anything any more than she ever fully did in her entire life. It-....IT DIDNT FEEL REAL!! IT FELT LIKE A BAD DREAM!! ALL OF IT!! THE THREE MONTHS SHE SPENT HERE AND EVERYTHING THAT"S HAPPENED ALL FELT LIKE ONE BAD ROLLAR COASTER RIDE OF A DREAM!! AND ANY MINUTE NOW SHE WAS GONNA WAKE UP IN HER BED, GET UP AS SHE USUALLY DOES, SHAKE OFF THE WEIRD DREAM, AND GO BACK TO WORKING HER STANDS AND SEE PHILIP AGAIN!! HER DEAR FRIEND!!......But it sadly wasn't a dream no matter how much it felt like it. As she stared at the ceiling from her makeshift bed, she was VERY aware of the ghost that happily still read the book about black holes like a dedicated reader. .....Was this really Philip? There was plenty of proof, but how could she know for sure? What was real and what wasn't? It's safe to say sleep didn't come easy to her that night but she guessed at some point she did give in to sleep because when she woke up Poppy was still tired and 'Snatcher was gone. Guess he left sometime after she fell asleep. It was weird after that. It was like Poppy was on numb autopilot for days after that. She still took care of herself and the girls. Still cooked for them, cleaned if needed, made sure herself and the kids were clean, played when they asked her to spend time with them except now they referred to Poppy as Mum. Which she didn't have the heart, focus, or energy at the moment to bother correcting. Her mind kept revolving back around to Mr. Moonjumper (philip 2.0) said and still couldn't figure out why. Why did he say that? Was it even true? Was Snatcher even who he said he was? She barely got any of the script read during that time of course. During that time she busied herself with learning how the new tech worked, mostly the washer, dryer, and the oven. Took a bunch of practice but she got.....decent at working them at least. But she found herself  getting through half of the script  at least when she got the second call from Mr. Grooves. She was just in the kitchen cooking eggs in a frying pan for her and the two girls waiting when Bow came bounding in and tugging on her dress with that giant innocent smile of hers.

"Mom. There's a call for you from Mr. Grooves."

"Hm what?....OH! R-Right. I'll be right there."

It took a quick turn off on the oven and walk(crawl) to the machine room to actually take the call as she held it up to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Darling," came the voice of the penguin as happy and calm as she first rememebered. "You're probably wondering why I'm calling you this early morning?"

"Uh...Yeah actually. Is something wrong?"

"Not at all!" She could feel the smile the penguin had on him at that moment. "We actually have fantastic news! All the sets have been set up and secured not to fall over anymore. We're all ready to start the first rehearsals first thing next week!"

".....F-F-First rehearsals?! So SOON!?," she asked feeling a wave of dread coming over her. She hadn't even finished the script!!

"Yes! That's not a problem is it?"

"U-Uh...N-NO! NO!! Not at all! Hehe." She smiled nervously despite being on the other side of the phone where he couldn't see. "N-N-Next week will be just fine! I c-can't wait to rehearse."

"That's great, Darling! Come to the studious first thing Wednesday morning sharp. We'll start the first run through first thing in the morning when you arrive, Darling. Get up bright and early bird. And don't forget that script now. DJ Grooves out."

"Bye..." Poppy said after hanging up before blankly looking back towards the door. Great. She needed to focus on that script and get it read quickly before next Wednesday!! She didn't even notice the burning smell before Hattie rushed in clutching her hat so it wouldn't fall off.

"POPPY!! THE EGGS ARE BURNING!!"

"OH PECK!!"

It was almost like a blink of an eye when Wendesday finally came for them. Poppy had spent so many hours worriedly reading and rereading the thing over and over trying to focus her energy into it instead of worrying about the Philip/Moonjumper/Snatcher situation and just read. She NEEDED to focus on something else besides thinking of that right now, and when the day finally came she got up to the sight of the girls shaking her awake for it, quickly hurrying herself to get her presentable and grab her trusty leather apron, stuffing her script into the breast pocket and an apple into her mouth for a swift breakfast. Nothing on her mind except how nervous she was and how SO NOT READY she probably was for this. Without Cookie to really escort them to the Moon City, the girls would have to teleport her using the two umbrellas and the magic telescope. She really, really wasn't thrilled at the idea of them carrying her through space, but seeing no other option she reluctantly agreed and after the two got their umbrellas, lead her to the machine room where the telescope apparently pointing towards the bird's studios. Needless to say Poppy held her breath and kept her eyes shut the entire way when Hattie confirmed they would about to take off into space. All she could feel after grabbing the little girls' hands was them death gripping her hard with almost inhuman life strength it almost hurt and the sudden lurch forward with the whoosh sound of two umbrellas opening and finally her body being lifted and pulled through the air like a kite. She didn't look the entire way there, just kept her eyes clamped shut the entire way. She would've loved to look upon the beautiful planet or the diamond stars as she passed but she was afraid she might relive the plummet into the swamp and didn't want to relive THAT near death experience again. So for now she would just hang on for the ride, it almost felt like forever just floating in air drifting like a peaceful kite, before suddenly she was whiplashed back and she gasped as she was suddenly suspended by nothing but her arms in the sky. Poppy's blue eyes snapped open and she suddenly blinked at the sight she was taking part in...and frankly almost lost her pecking mind. She thought hanging from that noose once was bad, try hanging about a hundred feet in the air above a desert town and only being held up by two little children holding her hands with an iron grip her hands were almost numb. Her blue eyes shrinking to pinpricks as her stomach flipped seeing the sight of her suspended.

"It's ok!, " Hattie tried to reassure her as they slowly floated down, "We got you!"

To keep herself from feeling anymore sick, Poppy closed her eyes and didn't open them until her feet connected with solid ground and she lightly gasped, for what felt like forever. Popping her eyes open and seeing the old desert town and almost falling to her knees on wobbling legs. Beside her both girls touched down and closed the umbrellas. Giving Poppy a concerned look.

"Are you ok?"

....After a few seconds of breathing and grounding herself, Poppy nodded and leaned back up with an inhale. "Yeah. N-Now...L-Let's get ta that studio, right?"

It was almost the same exact time when Poppy had come in to get measured for her costume, except this time without Snatcher present to tail her, which she was thankful for right now. She did NOT want to be thinking about him right now, but anyways- It was like the last time they came in, with Mr. Grooves pacing in front of the lobby looking worried and anxious but as soon as he saw them he was immediately smiling and racing over to them.

"DARLING!! There you are!!," the moon penguin boomed out happily stopping in front of them, "And not a minute too soon!" And like last time, he grabbed her hand and pulled her behind him towards the big doors leading to the penguins' side of the studios. "We have a rehearsal to perform and practice to be had!!"

Like the last time she entered, everything looked the same except it was now less busy and most of the penguins here were calmly carrying something around or checking the clipboards they were holding for something. Still pretty busy but was way better than last time in here opinion. At least she didn't have to worry about ducking under anything this time around. And like last time the two girls followed only, Mr. Grooves quickly lead them past the changing rooms, and down a different hallway further down the way from the last one. Poppy blinked and watched where they were going, this hallway was much better lit than the giant room outside and multiple props and what looked like painted scenes were printed all over the place leaning against the walls and ready to use at any given moment. Up a head a metal door was waiting for them that read: Back Stage Supervised Personal and Staff Only. They headed straight for that and the Moon penguin opened it with enough force to almost make it hit the other side of the wall. Poppy blinked as she was pulled onto a stage....A REAL wooden floored stage with curtains, and props behind said curtain, and other people waiting there but looked up when the two came in followed by the two girls. They were all there.

"So sorry for the hold up, Darlings," He apologised finally releasing Poppy and smiling at them all, "Thank you all for coming on such short notice to our first rehearsal folks. Now I know the Bird Movie Awards is still so many months away, but we need to practice, practice, practice before we actually start filming the play and editing the footage. Raw talent is the real pop behind the success!" he clapped his flippers together. "Now does everyone have their scripts in hand?" Everyone responded by saying some version of 'yes' and holding up their papers before Grooves nodded in approval and looked up to Poppy. "What about you, Darling?"

Poppy blinked. "UH! Oh r-right." She quickly reached into her front pocket and pulled out the slightly crinkled stack of papers. "H-Here!"

He nodded again, and turned back to the crew. "Alright, Darlings! You all have ten minutes to reveiw your places for the first five scenes before we start! Don't forget just because this is practice that doesn't mean to put the best into your acting! Pretend you're there! Feel the thousands of adoring watching as you all take the stage and dance away!"

"Hello, Miss." Poppy jumped at the sudden voice next to her and looked down to the mysterious owner of the voice it belonged too. Relaxing when she saw the smiling face of Timmy smiling up at her. "Sorry for giving you a fright, but I just wanted to say hello yeah?"

She sighed and smiled. "N-No. It's ok, sugar." She looked up and around a little bit. "Is Hazelle here with you?"

He nodded. "Yeah. She's just talking to one of the production managers about the spotlight keeping on shining in her eyes. ...But I do have something important to say-"

"Darlings!" They all turned and Saw Grooves looking in their direction. "Sorry my little stars. But no children are allowed on set during rehearsals." Both girls 'awed' in disappointment, excitement to see their story come to life fading but he still smiled. "But you little ones are more than welcome to have a front row seat in the audience while we practice." Both smiled again with happy little gasps making the penguin smile more and turn, motioning for them to follow him. "Come along, Darlings. It's this way."

Bow and Hattie of course obliged and happily bounded off after the director but Timmy lingered.  Looking back up to Poppy. "Don't tell anyone this, not even Hazelle. But Moonjumper said to be prepared for me to come fetch you three days from now when it's your day off from work here."

Poppy snapped to him and blinked. "What do you-"

"Little boy! Off the set now. Come along!"

"Sorry. Can't talk now. Just be ready."

She didn't have the chance to say anything back to him before he turned and ran off the other direction, leaving her standing there mouth open and staring blankly at the direction Timmy ran off in. ...At least until there was a yell of someone from the other side of the stage.

"Five minutes people!! Actors for scene one get ready to come up for the opening scene rehearsal! Again five minutes people! Chop chop!!"

Poppy jumped, and with the papers in hand made her way towards the front. The first rehearsal didn't go that badly. In fact it could've been worse. When Mr. Grooves said he really wanted to go by the book he meant it, in fact barely anyone had barely any speaking roles outside the narrator for the play (who happened to be another moon penguin with a deep voice) and all she had to do was do the motions she read in the script and.....messed up a bunch. Stepping on the actor playing Starella's father's foot, tripping over the curtain exiting stage, and once accidentally making Hazelle fall when she nudged her without looking. Thank goodness Hazelle and the male actor was so understanding. It made her nerves rise higher the more they practiced especially with Mr. Grooves watching from a director's chair in the audience and his voice shouting at her or someone else every time something happened.

"CUT!! Darling! Let your body relax, you're movements are becoming too stiff. Once more from the top!!" "Cut! Clean up on center stage!" "Darling, be careful where you step! Don't step on anyone's toes." "Lights, camera, action!!" "Take Seven on opening scene in three!...Two!.. ONE!! Narrator, Darlin'!"

And a whole bunch of other things she kept getting nervous about, by the time they were done she just felt so drained mentally and physically from it all all she wanted to do was go back home and fall asleep when Mr. Grooves gave her the ok to leave. Which WAS exactly what they did, Poppy paid no mind to anyone else and only barely registered Mr. Grooves telling everyone they'll pick up again from where they left off tomorrow morning and for everyone to get some rest and practice. Sounded good to her. So when the two again grabbed her in their iron grip when she essentially shooed them out the door, she closed her eyes basically doing and feeling the same thing as before when she went down only falling on her stomach as soon as they reentered the ship floating in outer space and got herself some rest. Thinking about what Timmy had said kept rebounding in her mind and with all the stuff clouding it up she was almost like a robot with her actions in the next three says. Get up, dress, hygiene routine, take care of the girls, go to the rehearsals (which was Ok at best. she or others still messed up every often and had to restart a lot which was hard for her clouded mind and nervous feelings), and routine afternoon/bedtime routine before falling into an uneasy sleep. Rinse and repeat for the next three days. Thursday. Friday. Saturday. She had tried every so often to talk with Hazelle or Timmy about it, but Hazelle seemed genuinely busy with her role as the evil step sister reading that script, and Timmy just avoided any thing she asked if she could before running off to the audience seats to avoid her. And during ALL of this Snatcher had not appeared once which she was...still kinda grateful for. She wasn't sure what she was going to do or act around him now since what Moonjumper said was still echoing every moment of the day throughout her mind. In fact Moonjumper hadn't shown up either which what was bothering her a bit since she wanted to ask so many questions. But it all finally came to a head early Sunday morning when she was awakened by someone shoving her shoulder and calling her name. Confused, the red head groaned and pushed her head up from the pillows on the floor where she slept, pushing the long red hair out of her bangs groggily blinking.

"Poppy? Poppy! Get up! Timmy's here!", Hattie shouted shoving her again and she almost fell over back onto her stomach.

"W-What?," she asked sleep stilling hanging onto her. The red head yawned and blinked at the little girl in the dark. "Hattie? Sugarcube, what are ya'll doin' this late at night?"

"It's morning actually, but that's not important!," she insisted pushing upwards against the older woman's shoulder to try and get her to get up, "Get up! Timmy says he has to take you somewhere important!!"

She slowly rose with the child's pushing. "W-Who-...Timmy?"

"Don't tell anyone this, not even Hazelle. But Moonjumper said to be prepared for me to come fetch you three days from now when it's your day off from work here."

At the sudden voice in her memory spoke out, Poppy jumped up suddenly wide awake letting Hattie fall onto her stomach on top of the make shift bed of pillows. Timmy was-......Timmy was here! For her! So that meant he was-....Hattie shook her head and reached to push her giant top hat up off her face when she heard quick footsteps walking away from her, blinking she looked over and found Poppy briskly walking away from her towards the rising and falling platform leading from the attic and to the control room. She blinked and quickly jumped up and ran after her to catch up. Poppy was quick to reach the platform as it rose back up and stepped on it, Hattie right behind her quickly jumping on it too just a second before they began to lower into the much more brightly lit room. They could see everything from their spot on the platform, including the purple eyed boy who was sitting patiently at the control room's chair facing the control panel chatting with Bow about something but both looked up noticing the two coming down the platform and smiled.

"Well, well. Good morning, Miss Poppy,'' Timmy greeted from down below waving, "Sorry for the early visit but Moonjumper thought it was best I brought you as soon as I could to avoid suspicion from Snatcher, eh."

When the platform touched down, Poppy quickly got off it and began walking down the ramp towards him with Hattie behind her and Timmy stood up to meet her as she waltzed on over and stopped in front of him.

"Ya'll are...here to take me to Moonjumper?," he asked for clarification a lil bit of excitement coming over her at the prospect for answers.

Timmy nodded. "Yep. Thought you'd want to finally get some answers eh?"

She nodded. "YES! Pecking yes!"

"Oh good." He walked past her going towards the door leading towards the storage room. "Then we all better make our way over to Alpine Town then."

Poppy blinked and slowly followed after him with Hattie and Bow bounding up to walk next to him. "You're planning on using the Twilight Bell to get there?," she asked and he nodded.

"Yeah. I can't get there myself without Hazelle's magic and all of us have supernatural ties upon our souls. It should easily do the trick."

"What's this Twilight Bell?, " Poppy asked following following them still confused.

The door to the storage room opened with a whoosh sound and all three children walked on in throuh the hallway with Poppy going to crawl right after them.

"The Twilight Bell is this HUGE bell that's a part of the Alpine Goat City and can only be used by spirits or someone with really powerful connections to magic or spirits," Timmy explained, "Since all of you are bound to the purple noodle through contracts and I'm tied up with MJ, it should work for the whole lot of us."

"...You mean the bell teleports ya'll?"

"Sorta? It takes us to the Horizon. It's wear trapped spirits go and where I live. I think you'll like it. Not a lot going on but it's pretty peaceful and pretty majestic in it's own way."

The four of them walked(Poppy Crawled) into the storage room and instead of stopping they went over towards the ladder Poppy recognized from when they were cleaning as the ladder that lead to the boiler room. Hattie also mentioned that they stored her ships water supply in there. Without hesitation Timmy walked right up to it and grabbed the ladder, starting to climb up it in a swift manner similar to the two girls who went right after him. Poppy watched them disappear through the small kid sized doorway in the top wall there before she slowly began to follow after them. Half way up the ladder she heard what sounded like a loud thud and she rose a brow at that. At the very top, she crawled her way through the small opening and stopped upon seeing probably literally the only part of the spaceship she hadn't seen before. The area was certainly warmer than the storage room, and true to Hattie description. It WAS filled with lots and lots of water except for a small platform way on the other side lower than where she currently was and a GIANT boiler making a whirring sound as it worked with FLAMES peeking out from the open vents!! Timmy and Bow SOMEHOW got across the water and were waiting by the telescope which was pointing outta the windows also by the platform and Hattie pulled her trusty umbrella out of no where. Before Poppy could react something with the force of a hundred men grabbed her and she yelped when she suddenly found herself being held in the arms of the child awkwardly as Hattie aimed her umbrella at a metal beam above the water. The hook from the tip of the umbrella latching onto it with a metal clang. Poppy didn't have time to say a single word before Hattie jumped and swung them across the ship's water supply. The yelp that the startled woman gave almost caused the child to go unbalanced as she released them from the beam and towards the platform, Poppy instinctively latching onto her hat. Timmy and Bow watched as the two crashlanded on the small platform next to them. Poppy hitting her back against the wall and Hattie belly flopping with her hat over her face, Umbrella just barely missing falling into the water by some miracle.

"Dang pecking nabbit! Warn me next time ya decide ta do somethin' like that!," Poppy yelled from her sitting position, heart momentarily pumping from the sudden leap.

"Are you ok there?," Timmy asked pulling Hattie to her feet as she popped the hat off her head and blinking.

"Yeah. But I really don't like crashlandings." Poppy leaned off the wall and rubbed her back looking around the room. "Why did ya'll come in here?"

"To take you to the Alpine Alps." Timmy gestured to the lone telescope still pointed out the window and Poppy rose a brow at it as he walked back over to it. "This'll take us all straight to Alpine and from there to Moonjumper. We'll have to leave right now if none of us wanna get caught by Hazelle."

"More traveling with those umbrellas?"

"My magic's not strong enough to teleport me let alone all of us to Alpine all the way down there. I could barely teleport inside the ship from the moon. Unless you wanna wait for Snatcher or Hazelle to catch onto our plan and you never see Moonjumper, be my guest." Poppy said nothing and he nodded. "Then let's not waste anymore time yeah?"

Poppy stared at him a little longer before sighing and nodding. Well when he put it at that, he had a point. She certainly didn't think Snatcher would be very open to this idea. Not after what the girls had told her about what he thought about Moonjumper. And she certainly wasn't missing a chance for getting answers now, and what was one more umbrella ride since she's been sucking it up and using it to get too and from work for the past half week now. So with a sigh, Poppy pushed her self up to her knees and watched as Timmy grabbed Bow's hand as she held up her umbrella and walked over to the telescope. Taking Hattie's hand as she offered and shuffled over to the telescope after them, slamming her eyes shut  when Hattie's iron like grip grabbed her hand like a pair of cuffs again.  All she could feel after grabbing the little girl's hand was her death gripping her hard with almost inhuman life strength it almost hurt and the sudden lurch forward with the whoosh sound of two umbrellas opening and finally her body being lifted and pulled through the air like a kite. She didn't look the entire way there, just kept her eyes clamped shut the entire way. She would've loved to look upon the beautiful planet or the diamond stars as she passed but she was afraid she might relive the plummet into the swamp and didn't want to relive THAT near death experience again. So for now she would just hang on for the ride, it almost felt like forever just floating in air drifting like a peaceful kite, before suddenly she was whiplashed back and she gasped as she was suddenly suspended by nothing but her arms in the sky. Poppy's blue eyes snapped open and she suddenly blinked at the sight she was taking part in...and frankly almost lost her pecking mind. The first thing to hit them was the spine chilling limb numbing COLD!! It was like they suddenly got dumped in winter as the air blew wildly around them like a cold winter storm minus the snowflakes. The second thing she noticed was that they were IN. THE. MIDDLE. OF. THE. PECKING. SKY!!! In all directions was nothing but blue sky, greyish white clouds, and cold wind. She couldn't even see Bow or Timmy which is what made it worse for her. Did they get knocked out of the sky?! Were they blown away by the wind!? Were they still falling somewhere to their doom?! Her questions were answered soon enough. When she was about to ask Hattie(who was still gripping her with that strange alien strength) where they were, when something finally peeked through the clouds. Whatever it was was BIG and grey but still blocked by the giant clouds surrounding them as they got closer and closer to their destination being blown by the wind. Her red hair whipped around and she could barely see until they suddenly went down. Poppy gasped and a spike of fear went through her as they did thinking they would fall to her second death slamming her eyelids shut, but instead of falling through air Poppy soon found herself being put down on her knees on something she could only describe as cold bricks. Confused, those blue eyes popped open and they went wide at the sight in front of her. The wind was still blowing, making her shiver and sent a shudder down her spine from the brief flashback to the old clutches of the Vanessa incident before she quickly pushed it from her mind and wished she had a coat as her arms instinctively rubbed her arms. What stood before her was something else. What stood before her looked to be a mini mountain like structure jutting out somewhere in the middle of nowhere in the cold sky, the moutains was decorated with old forgotten torn flags with strange symbols unknown to her waving in the cold wind and a few small snowflakes made themselves present drifting into small piles here and there. It also looked like oddly big shaped ledges formed into a naturally formof stairs leading somewhere but her eyes weren't focused on the path right now. She was looking at the strange egg shaped like statues with goat horns surrounding them before stopping and staring at the MASSIVE two statues of Alpine Goats on either side of the path ahead on two seperate cliffs, almost like guardians from long ago. There was also some plants despite it being so cold, mostly small trees and bushes jutting out from random spots in the cliff but there was also some wild vines growing up the cliff sides here and there. A cough directed Poppy's attention to her left where Hattie had landed and was met with the sight of the other two children as well. THANK PECK they didn't get blown away from them.

''Welcome to the entrance to Apline Alps Ms. Poppy," Timmy said one hand on his hat to keep it from being blown away. "I hope the landing wasn't too rough on ya."

...She blinked shaking her head. "W-Wait. WHERE in tarnation are we?"

"Like I said the entrance to Alpine Alps." He then pointed up the pathway, the ride to Alpine Town is down that way a bit. It's best we get going before we can't yeah?"

She gladly agreed. If there was a town nearby then maybe she could find a shop or someplace warm to warm up a bit. Timmy nodded and turned to lead the way, running towards the stone ledges with the girls following and Poppy once the lady got up onto her feet. Well, she made it this far, might as well see it to it's end. And think. The answers her mind's been beating her over to get was so close to getting obtained. It was kinda tricky climbing up after the youngsters who jumped and ran up and over the ledges with ease, but it wasn't too hard thanks to her muscles from so much work in her youth, she was easily able to jump, grab onto a ledge if needed and pull herself up and over to as if doing pull ups. Guess she can scratch off mountain climbing off her 'Weird Things to Happen To Me After Coming Back To Life' list. When she finally reached the top, Poppy was exhausted and her hands and arms were cold and sore like she had been shoveling pounds of snow with her bare hands, but she stopped when she saw what was before her. Two torches with fire (in the middle of daylight no less) stood on either side of an archway that lead the way to a boarded bridge, said archway was decorated with colorful paper and a rope of holed stone was tied across it. Writing of a language she'd never seen before decorated a sign above it. When Timmy noticed her staring at it, he explained it was the Nomad language and said Welcome to the Alpine Mountain Range. Interesting. The three children ran across the old wooden bridge like it was nothing and Poppy hesitated a wee bit....Come on you scardy cat! You traveled from hundreds of miles from SPACE and the moon tons of times! She could handle walking across a bridge probably miles high off the ground too! Though it didn't ease the butterflies in her stomach, she slowly forced herself to cross trying NOT to think of the thosands of miles below her very feet and instead looking straight ahead. In front of her was some kind of wooden doors and a metal fence leading off to the left, next to the doors was a bell and as soon as the three children got near it Hattie pointed her umbrella, the hook shot out and latched onto said bell and she pulled. The bell rang out a few times and as soon as Poppy got near the thing, the doors automatically opened and they all ran through. Timmy pointing upwards as he did.

"C'mon, Poppy! The way's up there!"

Poppy looked up to where he was pointing and- OH. MY. PECKING GOSH!! A spiraling stone staircase spiraled upwards up another cliff which was bigger than the one she breifly climbed and the ones the two goat statues were on. Oh boy. Well..maybe all this exersize would help her clumsiness in her rehearsals. Sighing she turned her attention towards the start of the stairs and still shivering walked after them. Along the way upwards she noticed there was more of those weird horned, hallowed out, egg shaped statues, a few torches, and LOTS of moss covering the old steps. She tried looking around but saw nothing but more sky and clouds, and as she got to the top she noticed there was even more giant goat statues. When she got to the very top of the stairs however was when things got stranger. At the very top there was four what looked to be graves with SKULLS on top of them, more strange stone statues, a TALL stone piller between the four supposed graves, two GIANT stone cut structures that were purposefully carved to look like horns, and some wooden beams with red flags which waved in the wind which speaking of the wind it seemed to have picked up since they got there. How odd.

"What are those?," Poppy asked pointing a hand at the 'graves'.

"Oh those? Those are memorials to the four founders of Alpine Town, they were devoted to the Twilight Goat who first made their home here. Some say they found out the secrets of high end magic and ascended to the stars when he died," Timmy explained.

So they were kinda graves. She didn't wanna know if those skulls were carved stone or the real thing- A giant clap of thunder rung out as the ground beneath them all shook for a few seconds causing Poppy to fall to the cold stone ground as it did. The giant stone pillar in front of them sinking into the ground a little bit.

"WHAT THE PECK WAS THAT!?" Poppy wailed pushing herself back up and looking around wildly. "An earthquake!?"

Timmy shook his head no. "Nah. Hattie's just summoning one of the alpine skylines."

"The what?!"

She didn't get an answer as it happened again and she was knocked back onto her side again as the thunder clapped and the pillar lowered a little more too. Hattie ran past her over to the third lever sticking out of the ground and with her trusty umbrella started whacking it as it spun around like a screw into the ground and another clap of thunder and another shaking of the cliff knocking her over once the last level was buried into the ground. And Poppy was finally able to push herself up without having the fear of being knocked over. Something slithered forth from the white clouds before them and it took Poppy a moment through her moment of shock seeing the thing to realize it was a rope decorated with more of that colorful paper!! She watched in shock as it wrapped itself TIGHTLY around the stone pillar and stayed there, leading back off to the unknown through the clouds. As soon as it arrived Timmy and Bow stepped up to it, Timmy and Bow locking hands like before they teleported using the telescope, and Bow aimed her Umbrella at the rope. The hook from her umbrella shot out and caught onto it, and as soon as they did they were whiplashed off like someone had just grabbed them and yanked them away disappearing through the clouds. Poppy yelped in shock and ran over to the edge where they disappeared off from, staring at the clouds rolling past. Where the PECK did they just go?! Before she even knew or really processed what just happened at all, something like an iron trap grabbed her hand once again and another hook from Hattie's umbrella shot out and grabbed onto the rope. With a yelp she'll deny later, Poppy and Hattie were also shot forward. It was really similar to the sensations of when she was traveling with the girls to and from space, only this time she could see what was happening to her surroundings as she was once again pulled along by the little alien like a kite in the wind. Red hair whipped in every direction in front of her face and she had a quesy feeling in her stomach from all the pulling she was receiving now. Clouds. All she saw was clouds from her eyes squinting from the wind whipping her face, and the rope that never seemed to have an end as they flew. All she could hear was the whistling winds, claps of thunder from the clouds, and the distant sounds of bells-......Bells?! Wha- Another clap of thunder sounded out as they passed through the biggest cloud of all of them when FINALLY daylight broke through the other side and she could see something besides the clouds. And. Her. Jaw. DROPPED!! More cliffs. LOTS more cliffs. But all of them were MUCH MUCH more bigger than the few they had already climbed, making the ones they passed look like babies in comparison. As they zoomed by, they passed a pair of twin peaks standing side by side with more Alpine Goat Statues THAT WERE GINORMOUS!! Even bigger than the statues they had already seen! These were easily the sizes of a small castle EACH!! As they continued to zoom past those with the cold wind still seeping into her bones, There was yet ANOTHER set of twin peaks with more ginormous goat statues, and with each pair of goats statues there was a massive...rope?? And on said ropes was the BIGGEST golden bells she'd even seen. The giant things rang out from the winds pushing them and shined brightly from the sunlight. Poppy gazed up at them all in awe as they flew past. Well, that explains the distant sound of bells she heard. She was so in awe, it was unlike anything she had ever seen before! It was in a mystical way, beautiful! They were fast approuching the end of the rope's journey and Poppy looked around admiring the veiws. Was....Was that cliff spewing out LAVA!? It looked more like a volcano than a cliff!! And that one had some kind of giant structure on it. She wasn't sure what it was to be honest, but it was still so massive! She didn't see the end of the rope until there was a sudden whiplash and her body was sent forward shooting like a rocket, crashlanding into some green plants with a loud yelp!

"Oh no! Poppy!" Hattie quickly ran over to the red head as she pushed herself out of the roof of the small building she crashed into and coughed, spitting out leaves and shaking her head. "Are you ok?! Im sorry! I must've slipped! "

"Ah'm fine! *cough* I'm sorta used to this crashlanding bizz by now." She shook her head and finally got a chance to look around her. The way they came from was clouded by well clouds and she could barely see the back of the statues n cliffs they passed let alone the cliff they came here from. Looking around her she saw lots and LOTS of man made wooden platforms, houses with the roofs just covered in plants, more of those horned hollowed out egg statues, piles of firewood, bails of hay, and carvings of goats and paintings were plastered all over the available sights of what cliff she could see. Peck. Even the houses had strange carvings in them so details it must've taken someone a hundred years to even finish carving one of them. Odd ledges and stone stairs carved into the cliff sides to the right lead to farther up from the landing platform she crashed into....She blinked. "Where in the hey are we?"

"The town of Alpine Skylines." Poppy snapped over to her left and load and behold Timmy and Bow was just a few feet away from them all. He pointed up the roof she was still sitting on and over towards the path you HAD to climb said roof to get to. "The towns split into five different sections between all these cliffs here, you see. There's the Lava Cake Peaks, Bird House Peaks, Twilight Bell Path, Landing Peak, and Windmill Hills. Right now we're on Landing Peak where everyone who comes here first lands, yeah." poppy blinked and looked up towards the path he pointed at. Landing Peak huh? Well at least it made sense. She blinked again when Timmy suddenly jumped onto the roof next to her and began climbing his way up and towards the path. "There's four skylines leading to them, since we're heading home we need the green one that goes to Twilight Bell Path. Follow me!"

Poppy blinked but moved when both girls started to also climb up the roof and jump onto the path after him, once she set foot on the path and was able to meet up with them, Timmy gestured down the wooden platform path and she followed. The wooden path soon turned to giant stone steps befitting the giant Alpine Goats who lived there. Speaking of the residence they passed one or two goats on their way up, the goats shaking out their furred shelves every so oftten. And some Nomads. The smaller covered up residence of the peaks who lived in the smaller houses of the peaks. Poppy envied their heavy coats as she was still shivering from the cold air from being so far up and rubbing her arms following them. There was still everything she saw from her place back on the landing platform, only now she could get a good look at the other peaks. She could see how they got their names. Bird House Peaks had an actual LARGE bird house(or what she assumed was one since she couldn't guess what else it could've been). Lava Cake Peaks obviously had Lava. Landing Peaks was the center of the peaks leading towards them all. Windmill Hills had the BIGGEST windmill she had ever seen built into it!! As for the Twilight Bell Path- Poppy blinked and gawked at the HUGE silvery-green bell built upon the cliffs that was held up by more goat horn structures. So that was the twilight bell that would lead her to Moonjumper. Gotta say she was starting to find this easier than she originally thought it would be. She continued to follow the kids up, up, up until they finally stopped at this huge fancy carved house. She guessed it must've belonged to one of the goats since it looked too big to be a nomad's. Infront of the house was a giant wooden beam and from it a rope with green fancy paper decorating it lead from it towards the giant bell. Timmy pointed at it and Poppy understood it was the way to go. And so the same thing from before happened. Timmy took Bow's hand and they zoomed away towards the bell, and Poppy did the same again with Hattie. Before they took off though she noticed there was some very beautiful bright blue flowers shining brightly so much, the light made them look white. Poppy only remembered staring at the pretty thing before being yanked away towards the new path. This time the trip was MUCH shorter than the first one this time and she landed more decently on her knees when they reached the stone end, getting off and brushing her self off and looked as Timmy beckoned her down another stone ledge path which lead to more wooden bridged bewteen the peaks that lead to the bell. She could feel the anxiety and excitement grow within her stomach as they neared, but she came all the way here. It was too late to turn back now. Timmy lead them through an archway that he explained read The Twilight Path, so they were on the right track. Though the climbing she had to do against cold stone was NOT fun in the slightest. One Namad they past yelled out that the Twilight Bell was just ahead of them. Which was good since she was starting to feel sore from all this climbing anyways. Along the way she noticed there was stars and strange symbols painted on some of the cliff sides, as well as a few more of those really beautiful bright lit flowers. When she asked Timmy about the flowers he shrugged.

"Those are Twilight Flowers. They grow all along this section of peaks."

"Ah think they're beautiful. Wouldn't mind havin' some back home."

Twilight flowers huh? She'd never heard of those kinds of flowers before, but they were really beautiful to look at. Oh well. As they continued to climb, they FINALLY reached....Another green papered skyline.

"This is the last skyline before we reach the bell,'' Timmy explained before he was whisked off by Bow again.

Oh well that was good at least, her wrist was starting to get sore. So rinse and repeat yet a third time and Poppy was once again strung along, but this time she KNEW she was there. The last trip over felt like an eternity as she just fawned and awed over the large bell structure before her as they got closer and closer. Until finally she was there landing hard on her knees but she didn't care, she was too busy looking at the INSIDE of the thing! THIS BELL WAS HUGE!! PROBABLY BIGGER THAN THE GOLDEN ONES SHE SAW WHEN THEY FIRST CAME IN!! AND THE INSIDE LOOKED LIKE AN ENTIRE GALAXY ON IT'S OWN!! Black void painted the inside of it as beautiful diamonds sparkled brightly like stars. It was absolutely breath takingly pecking beautiful!! She still couldn't take her eyes off of it as she followed the children until they were all standing under it, giving her the best veiw of the inside. Unknownst to her, Timmy nodded to Hattie who nodded back and aimed her hook shot up at the bells lever. It grabbed onto it with a thump and away she went swinging back and forth on it like it was a playground swing. OH PECK!! The loud booming rings it made rang out and jabbed Poppy's ears and head with pain. Causing the woman to clamp her hands over her ears as Hattie continued to ring it and slam her eyes shut. Green flooded around the four, twisting the turning in every direction until they saw nothing and the surroundings COMPLETELY changed. ......Poppy SLOWLY opened her eyes and removed her hands when heard the ringing sto- She gasped and stumbled back onto her behind at the new sight.

"Welcome to The Horizon, Miss," Timmy said gesturing to the new world around them. "Or what I like to call it, home!"

IT WAS DARK!!....But somehow she was still able to see everything. She was surrounded by more strange statues but these instead of looking like regular statues, were a dark green-black that sparkled with somekind of otherworldly magic. Floating buildings of white marble statues with lots of pillars were EVERYWHERE she looked and someone of all things, some were leaking water. Water that went over the edge and down, down, down disappearing without a trace. There wasn't any visible source of sky, sun, moon, or stars. Just black void all around them besides the strange structures......Well when Snatcher mentioned some ghosts living on another plain of existance he wasn't kidding. In a strange way...it was all very beautiful and a sense of eerie calm came from it all.

..............She blinked and slowly pushed herself back to standing in her feet. "W-Where....Where are we?"

"I just told you. The Horizon." Timmy turned and gestured down a path leading off from where they popped up from, Moonjumper is probably waiting for us in the palace."

"The what?" Timmy pointed ahead and there was a big stone building just floating in mid air, it did quite resemble a palace in a topsy turvy way. Poppy blinked but slowly followed after the kids who showed no fear in this other world. As they walked she turned and suddenly gasped and stumbled back a few steps, pointing at something a little way from them. Big. Glowing. And MOVING!! "What the peck is that?!"

Timmy jumped at the sudden shout but looked to where she was and relaxed at the sight of the alpine goat ghost. "Oh that? That's just one of the ghosts that love 'round here."

"G-Ghosts!?"

He shrugged. "Why are you surprised? Snatcher's a ghost, and so is Moonjumper. There's just a few goats and a couple of Snatcher's old minions Moonjumper snatched up here. But they're all pretty harmless." they continued walking as he spoke. " They mostly just float around with they're little bells. There's nothing to worry about."

She hoped he was right about that. Poppy blinked seeing another familiar thing and pointed at it. "Would ya look at that? More flowers!"

"Oh yeah. The Twilight flowers and vines grow in this place too. No idea why, Moonjumper thinks they're magical or something. He likes to study magic sometimes if hazelle let's him borrow her books."

Just like Philip to study. "He....Sounds like a smart fella."

"He should be. People even wrote a song about him in legend."

"You're kiddin!" Philip? Having a legendary song named after him?

Timmy nodded. "Yep! You can ask Hattie to sing it for you. She knows the song pretty well."

Hattie smiled at the prospect of showing her superior knowledge about this place and what she could do. She didn't want to brag but after all she IS an expert in all things ghostly on this planet including the legend of the haunted forest and Moonjumper's tale. She still remembered when she first met the polite spirit when she first entered the Horizon going after one of her time pieces.

"Hello there little girl! Come wide, come far! I am the Moonjumper. Oh, yes. Indeed. I live and breath for this horizon, it's my home. Up here I can see everyone and everything. I am a silent.....observer. Ask me my child. What does my eye gaze upon? A girl in red? A village of the dead? A prize in a shed?.......N-Nevermind."

Hattie smiled again at the memory and like any little girl began dancing around as she sang. "Tale of a place! A deep forest dark with grace! There he lives blooming inside a wild field of big eye! And there he lives! Skin so blue! His eyes shot red! The Moon! The Sky! Tell him only lies! He doesn't know she waits inside!  She lost her mind! Many years gone by!"

Poppy watched and listened at the little girl's funny singing. "What does that mean?"

"No idea!," hattie giggled out.

Timmy shrugged. "No one does. It's a mystery to everyone except maybe Moonjumper."

"Did someone call me?" They all froze at the sudden and distant echo-y voice that came from anywhere and everywhere. It seemed to echo more out into the void until slowly fading away and Poppy frantically swiveled her head around trying to see where it had come from. "Look upwards, my lady." Poppy did snap her head upwards and she let out a small gasp. Up way above floating just a few feet in the air above them was the ghost. He...still looked as sketchy and scary as he did back on the ship all that time ago and she couldn't help but take a few steps back when the ghosts floated down. He was even more weird looking than she remembered. The red markings on his face and those red eyes shining brightly against the dark void as he still lowered, eyes locked onto her as he desceneded and eventually stopped a few feet away. The only sounds from him was the eerie clanking of the chains still on his wrists as he stopped just beside Timmy who still smiled. A head pat was rewarded to the boy from the ghost. "I'm glad you all made it alright. Did you have a nice trip over? I know the journey isn't exactly easy."

Poppy blinked. So many thoughts from before but now her mind went blank at seeing the other spirit again. "Uh...Y-Yeah. I-It was alright."

"Splendid! Now." He clapped his hands together making the floating chains clack more. "Timmy told me you have some questions you wanted answered?"

Her mind came back to her as she blinked. "Uh YEAH! A whole bunch in fact!"

"Well lucky for you Im completely one million percent willing to answer each and everyone you may have." He turned and gestured her to follow him. "Come, come. It's rude if I didn't show you around my home." The children willingly followed when the spook started floating off down the path and after a moment she also started slowly stepping after them. The path contained the same thing they had already seen. Pure white stone marble buildings floating around, water falls disappearing down into nothing, and the occasional spirit who turned and fled the other way seeing Moonjumper. "Don't mind the residence. They do that with Hazelle and Timmy too."

"Right." Poppy rose a brow at the back of the ghost in mostly curiousity and a lil bit of suspicion. "So...Philip-"

"Moonjumper."

"What?"

"I'm afraid I no longer nor do I like going by my dead name. Please. Call me Moonjumper, or Moon if it's easier for you but please do not call Philip Snider." She shuddered. "That name brings back o-one too many bad memories I wish to forget."

"Oh, sorry 'bout that....Moonjumper?"

He waved a hand not looking at her. "That's quite alright. Now...You wanted to talk to me?"

She blinked..and she scowled. "Yeah! That's right! I got a few peckin' questions for ya'll!"

"I don't mind answering a bit, but I WILL insist you do not use that language in front of the children while you're here. I do not tolerate bad behavior."

"Right. So I can ya'll anything?," she asked crossing her arms.

He again waved a hand. "Ask to your heart's content, my dear.~"

"WHY THE HECK DID IT TAKE YA SO LONG TO TALK TA ME!?", her angry voice practically echoed loud throughout the entire void and the kids winced at the loud sound. Moonjumper seem unfased tho.

"Yes. I do apologize for that but I couldn't risk Snatcher finding out my presence otherwise he would've made sure I never had the chance to talk to you at all. You see I can only leave the Horizon when it's night on your world, but Snatcher is much more powerful than I am and would've sent me back quite easily. Wouldn't you agree that this is the safer route?"

Well that did make sense. Snatcher by what she knew and saw of him did have quite the temper on him that's for sure. "Ok. Then what about everything ya told me back on the dang ship!? Was that all real or ya'll jus' playin' with mah head?!"

"Firstly I would NEVER lie about myself. I find that self degrading. Secondly you are probably the last person I would lie to. Why ever would I lie about my oldest and dearest friend? Thirdly yes. Yes everything I told you was true." Moonjumper smirked in triumph and looked over his shoulder at her. "Every single bit of it was the truth."

"Explain it ta me!," She demanded.

His smirk widened. "I'd be glad to.~ Where would you like me to start?"

"The beginnin'!"

"Of course. How much do you know? I can start filling in holes if I know how much you know."

"I know you froze to death in the celler." Moonjumper stopped and as a result so did she and the children who blinked back confused as too why the adults did. Poppy stared at him for a few seconds and when he didn't respond inhaled and exhaled before continuing. "I know Vanessa killed ya both too when she locked ya down there, and I know she froze everythin' too. And it all happened a thousand years ago and you two..three??...Are all ghosts. And I-...I know she thought I was the one ya'll cheated on her with."

"WRONG!" She jumped at the sudden raise in tone and as Moonjumper snapped his head to her. "That is wrong. I had never EVER cheated on her with anyone ever! She may have thought I did but I certainly did NOT!!''

"O-Ok, ok! Ya didn't. She just thought we was a thing."

"Exactly. We never cheated on vanessa. I'll give Snatcher that much at least. He was always just as faithful til the very end."

"........Hey. I think you said ya'll were one in the same back on the ship right? Explain that ta me."

......He just shrugged. "There's not much to explain on that matter since I have no idea how we came to be. All I remember is waking up after we died in that DREADFUL cold prison cell and waking up here on the other side." He shivered and reached up to rub his arms chains clanking. "I will NEVER go back there even if it meant leaving this prison!"

"Still doesn't make much lick of sense ta me."

He looked her over for a moment before sighing and holding up his hands. "Alright. Allow me to tell you a story that will clear EVERYTHING up and help you catch up with recent events. Once upon a time a thousand years ago, there was two Kingdoms." He closed his hands behind his back again as he gave her a neutral look as he slowly started floating to her left. "The Kingdom of Subcon and the Kingdom of Subconette. The rulers of these kingdoms decided their children would get married and unite both these kingdoms in harmony. Their names were PRINCE Snider of Subconette and Princess Vanessa of Subcon. The princess was the most beautiful woman any where and the prince in my opinion was more better looking.~ But for some unknown reason the princess CRACKED!" He vanished behind her and Poppy had to turn her head the other way as he continued to slowly float in a circle around her. "She slowly descended into madness and became nothing but a controlling dictator that put me-..The prince through NOTHING but misery, and yet the prince still foolishly loved her and tried his best to make her happy! His only saving grace was when he had to leave for his studies and when he met YOU!!" Poppy blinked as he now smiled. "Poppy Rose Bloomington. A small time country girl who grew up on a farm and moved to town to sell her pretty flowers.~ Catching the eye of a prince with your understanding and very kind nature. Basically being everything to him that Vanessa wasn't or ever will be. But THEN." His smile turned back into a snarl. Like the kind of snarl Snatcher gave the Mafia Boss but she wasn't sure where his anger lied with now as he stopped in front of her. "Vanessa turned on me! Over nothing but a few measly flowers all for her!! After everything I sacrificed for her! All those years of pandering to every single one of her demands no matter how ridiculous and impossible they were! I gave her the best dam bloody years of my life and she repaid me for my loyalty and love to her by chaining myself in the dark abyss of the cellar and ending myself up trapped here for over a thousand years! Watching while others got to frollic free and Snatcher get to rein over our kingdoms!!" They. Were. Stunned. Not just her but the kids too. Even Timmy who lived her with Moonjumper seemed in shock from the sudden tantrum. But as soon as it came it left when he exhaled and leaned back holding up his hands. "F-Forgive me. My death...i-is a sensative topic. I just find it so unbareable when the old memories from how unfair it was was brought up....But that's the story mostly. I don't know how or why we ended up splitting on death but each of us are half of what made up our personality and thinking process." He held a hand to his chest. "I am, if I do say so myself, the much better half. The part with the actual manners and dignity and the proper way to actually behave. Meanwhile Snatcher is full of anger and resentment, stubborn an an Express Owl, gloomier than a graveyard, AND he lacks any empathy or positive qualities other than his own motives!!......I hope that answers your questions, my dear."

Poppy.........Still stared. Behind him both Bow and Hattie looked at each other...then they both looked at Timmy who blinked and shrugged with a just as confused face to their looks, before all three children looked back to him.

........She blinked again. "Uh....Yeeeaaaahhh." She wasn't exactly sure how or WHAT to respond with after that. Not that she was afraid. Just...taken aback. But then again she couldn't exactly blame the fella for feeling the way he does after a tramatic death like that. Peck. Even she has nightmares about Vanessa, and she didn't even interact with her for five minutes. She couldn't start to imagine how he could've spent years with someone as evil as that. "Right. Well...Thank ya for ....catchin' me up ta speed. I uh..Clears up a bunch of it actually....Except ah don't know why he didn't tell me this all sooner."

"Oh? You really haven't figured out that yet?" He tutted and rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Poppy. Let me ask YOU a question now. What would you have done knowing Snatcher makes deals with innocent souls who just stumbled into his forest unless they can very rarely defeat him or bargain their way out of eternal servitude and he harnesses all of their souls for his magic fuel?"

"AH ALREADY KNEW HE DID THAT DIRTY BUSINESS WHEN I-....Wait. Magic...fuel?"

He nodded smiling. "Magic fuel. Same goes for me.~ After all the more minions a ghost has the more powerful his magic is. I have a few loyal here to me as you obviously saw coming in. Now...the souls you use don't HAVE to be dead like you, but anyone loyalty of in Snatcher's case hundreds and counting. It makes him almost god like compared to someone like me or ...or HER. Of course he can't kill me. You can't kill someone twice...Uh.." He looked her over. "Or..in your case...Uh ahem or MY case at least, you can't 'kill' a ghost. But essentially coming back to the point. It matters not if your follwers are dead or living, what matters is their loyalty to YOU. Their devotion makes you powerful. I suspect he didn't want you finding that out for the same reason he refused to reveal his..or more like OUR identity and not tell you anything. He was either afraid or just annoyed at the consequences he would've had to face if you had been disgusted your old friend would do something like this."...His smile widened to that smirk again. "But since the owl's out of the bag now.~ He's going to have to deal with the fact that he LIED to you and deliberately kept the truth from you for so long because of a little fright ...I suspect you'll be having some second thoughts for our 'King' of the woods eh?~ Hmhmhm.~"

Snatcher KNEW!! SNATCHER HAD LIED TO HER!!......Well she already knew both of those things. She already knew he lied, and she already knew that he knew but hearing the words straight from his twin's mouth made. Her. PECKING. ANGRY. Angrier than when that yappity bird blamed her for the camera. Angrier when the Mafia was pushing around that poor old man. Angrier when Snatcher made her a babysitter against her own will(not that she was blaming or complaining about the lil tikes). This was a whole kind of next level of anger that she had never felt before even in her old life a thousand years ago!!! This was the anger of betrayel! the worst kind you could feel!! What did she do to EVER GET IN THIS MESS!? .....She had to stop herself and breath in when her vision went red. Now use throwing a tantrum in front of the person who at least answered all her questions so willingly and cleared everything up. There wasn't anymore holes or missing peices in this puzzle now and all the numb, butterflies, confusion had completely disappeared and she felt whole again knowing. Now there was still just one question on her mind that even Moonjumper couldn't answer. Why? And only Snatcher could answer that himself. Moonjumper said it was cuz he was scared or annoyed at the consequences but she wasn't too sure unless it came directly from his mouth. She was DEFINATELY  to give the purple onion noodle one PECKING peice of her mind for sure!!

She nodded her head and looked to Moonjumper calmly. "Well. Ah sure do appreciate ya'll telling me all of this. Ah think I got what I needed. Thank you. But now.." She looked off back in the direction they came from with a scowl. "I got a few more questions ta git outta someone else."

He just nodded smiling. ''Im glad to have been so helpful to you. ...But there IS one more important thing you must know about.~"

She looked back to him with a raised brow. "And what is that?"

"This." He held up one of his hands and snapped his fingers. The sound echoing out eerily and Poppy flinched at the sound. After a few seconds a bright red string dropped from out of nowhere and stopped right beside his head.

She stared at it for a moment. "...What is that thing?"

"It's how I make contracts. You see Snatcher isn't the only one who can make those, the only difference is that the person HAS to willingly agree to sign the paper or he can't do anything...While MINE can be forced upon." His smile widened more. "And frankly I don't think he deserves someone as special as you!!"

His wrist that he still had held up suddenly went down in a slashing motion and in an instant the thing sprung to life on his command. Poppy yelped as it went straight towards her and on instinct brought her arm up to shield her face, the red string wrapped around her arm like a snake and proceeded to tighten like one Poppy was pulled forward by it and she yelped before digging her heels into the ground and pulling back, her otherhand clasping over the string. Moonjumper smiled and simply motioned his finger forward as it painfully tightened around her more.

"WHAT THE PECK DO YA THINK YER DOING?!," She angrily snarled at his smile.

"DAD!! What are you doing?!," Timmy asked just as horrified as the other two children. Obviously he wasn't expecting this to happen.

"Don't worry. They all fight at first but soon you'll forget any pain and be eternally happy." Moonjumper said in a reassurring voice. "Won't that be better? You'll never be in danger again, and be here with me."

"YOU'RE MORE CRAZY THAN SNATCHER!!" She stumbled forward a foot at a sudden yank, The red string glowing a bright red and her blue eyes widened at it.

"Don't worry. I promise it doesn't hur-"

At that very moment a giant burst of energy throbbed hard within the very core of her body. Temparaily knocking the wind outta her. Poppy  gasped and fell to her hands and knees at the sudden tight feeling within her. Her body emitting a small purple light in the dead center of her chest and she stayed there gasping and blinking at the sudden sensation leaving goosebumps across the pale flesh and her shaking like a leaf again. Coughing and gasping for air like a drowning sailor, the red string absolutely disintagrated from the purple magic that glowed in a heart shape right in the middle of her chest. Moonjumper froze, staring at the woman on her hands and knees in absolute shock like the time he first saw her. Poppy's red hair went around framing her face as she coughed and faced the floor....Before slowly looking up through her bangs with the angriest more visious snarl on a mortal woman one could have.

"You can-...NO!" Moonjumper snarled back. "NO!! This can not be it! Y-You-....YOU DONT POSESS ANY MAGIC STRONG ENOUGH TO COUNTER MINE!! I-I-...THAT SHOULD'VE WORKED!!"

"Is THAT what that was?," she hissed out.

"How did you do that?! How you you have possibly have- No! Your will against it just must be stronger than the normal mortal!" He held both hands out and Poppy's face went back to panicked when near ten strings came from the dark and towards her. Timmy yelled at Moonjumper to stop but he either didn't notice him or didn't listen when Poppy was painfully suspended into the air. Most of the strings too tightly wrapped around her arms but some wrapped around her legs too and one around her neck, she cursed and struggled like a mad women being sent to the looney bin. Fighting and fighting before that still glowing purple heart sent out another energy burst and in an instant all the strings were destroyed. Leaving her to fall on the ground and start coughing and breathing again for air like a dying man. Moonjumper once again stood there stunned too shocked for words. Eyes going to the purple throbbing of her body....and suddenly absolutely fear wracked his face and form. "......N-No.....N-NONONONO!!!" His hands suddenly went over his mouth and he floated a few feet away. "N-No.." His red eyes snapped to her face when she weakly pushed it up. "Y-You signed it didn't you? Y-YOU SIGNED THAT CONTRACT WITH SNATCHER!?"

"W-What.." She wheezed and gasped a gulp of air while glaring at him with murder. " d-d-did ya p-peckin' expect?" Of course she signed a contract with Snatcher she he took her soul outta her body. Not like she had a choice there anyways....But she'd definately be having a talk about that with him too once her heart stopped ringing in her ears and her lungs evened out.

"T-Then that m-m-m-means t-that Snatcher's......"

"M O O N J U M P E R!!!"

It was the voice that shook the forest and sent everyone hiding. It was the voice that struck fear into every mortal and enemy ghost everywhere. The voice shook the very void and made every one-...Timmy, Hattie, Bow, Moonjumper, and any ghosts Moonjumper ruled over here stop in their peaceful home and turn to the terrifying scream that shook the dead down to the deepest hell and back again. Moonjumper whimpered like a pathetic dog. Kicked and looked ready to turn into nothing if it meant not dealing with that thing. Every ghost skidaddled and dove behind or through the marble stones for safety. Every goat ghost and dweller here. Which could only mean one thing.

The King Of Subcon....Had Arrived.

And. He. Was. ENRAGED!!

Poppy barely flinched from the sounds, the ringing in her ears making it hard to hear. She had just barely pushed herself up and around when a giant gust of wind whipped past her, making her red hair whipped wildly, and she could feel heat breifly fly by. As if someone lit a fire and swiftly threw it past her body. The dark shadow with the wind S L A M M E D into the horrified ghosts and it sent the two flying. Moonjumper found himself in the hands of the demon. The dark shadow was blacker than the abyss surrounding them, man of hair flared out crowding his face like a lion's mane, the fangs and eyes staring at him seeping with smoke and blue flames. A scream..No. Sound like the most hellish thing you could imagine screeched out from his mouth foaming with blue flames and smoke.

Moonjumper. SCREAMED!!

The three children stood there petrified at what just happed and watched from the ground as the thing that was Snatcher flew straight up into the air before literally throwing Moonjumper's form down behind the building and diving after him.

"POPPY!?" Hattie and Timmy jumped when Bow suddenly bolted over to the woman still laying on her stomach and brought her head up to look at the little girl kneeling in front of her. "Are you ok!?"

Two more appeared behind her. "Im so sorry, Miss! I didn't know any of this would happen!" Timmy looked almost ready to cry when he stopped in front of her looking at her. "I-I don't know what's gotten into them!"

"I-It aint...Y-yer fault."

"My, my. How do all of you get into trouble so easily?"

The children looked up and she slowly followed their gaze the best she could. "Hazelle!!"

The pink wearing witch tapped her foot and held a scowl as she stared down at the four..before turning to Timmy who looked even more scared under her gaze. "YOU are in BIG trouble! Ditching me and running away behind my back! What were you thinking?!..."She looked back up as a giant stream of blue flames shot out from somewhere behind the marble castle. "What were ANY of you THINKING!?"

...Timmy hiccuped and a small tear went down his face. "I didn't know! Im sorry, Hazelle!!"

...Her look didn't soften but she sighed and kneeled down next to Poppy. Her hands grabbing onto her shoulders and grunted as she pulled Poppy onto her back and then pulled her up slowly in a sitting posititon as she breathed. "Nevermind that now. Are you feeling ok?" She patted Poppy's cheek making the other woman look at her.

Poppy blinked seeing Hazelle's concerned face and nodded. "R-Real...w-winded and ...exhausted.."

"What happened?" She looked to the children for answers and Hattie spoke up.

"Moonjumper tried using his strings on her."

"HIS WHAT?!"

Hattie nodded. "But it didn't work. She signed Snatcher's contract."

".....So that's it. The powerful magics just overwhelmed you, you're going to be fine." Hazelle patted Poppy's shoulder before standing back up and sighing. Looking up as another screech sounded out. "Right. Kids. Stay here with Poppy ok? Im going to go break up the other two children fighting."

As she walked away, heels of her boots clacking, the three children looked at one another in worry. Not knowing what to think. Moonjumper on the other hand had a LOT going on through his mind at the moment, especially when he was slammed again with incredible strength in Snatcher's claws. The subcon ruler becoming frustrated when Moonjumper kept dodging his flames. The horrified face of the moon boy stared with fear when Snatcher charged him again, sharp claws out and aiming right for him- Until he was stopped when a bright red string wrapped itself tightly around his tail and stopped him mid dive. The beast snarled like a monster and turned on the red string in rage before another snagged around top half. And then more. And more. And more. .....AND MORE!! Until his entire body was red and thrashing within a cocoon made from hundred and hundred of Moonjumper's threads like a fly trapped within a spider's web. Enraged, the screeching and thrashing increased like he was a worm from hell. He was solely focused on Moonjumper for what he had done. He had felt something was wrong when Poppy the contract's magic alerted him to danger. But when he had instantly teleported into the ship he found no one. He made sure to thoroughly look in each room on the ship before bumping back into Hazelle who just magically dropped in with her weird pet in the middle of his worrying and the two locked eyes.

"YOU?!," he asked blinking at her.

She seemed confused. "Yes...Me. What are you doing here?"

He instantly scowled. "I could ask YOU the same thing, Witch!"

"Uh huh." She looked towards the doorway leading towards the girl's bedroom. "I'm looking for Timmy." She looked back to him with her own frown. "He ran off during one of our lessons and I looked all over for him all day so I've been having Shifty here follow his aura until we got to the moon train. I figured the only other place he could've gone is here with your kiddos."

"Well it looks like we're BOTH fooled!!" He hissed out with a glare crossing his arms. "There's no one here either!"

She hummed and rose a brow. "That is strange. Perhaps Timmy wanted a play date out with them, but why didn't he tell me??....It's not like him at all."

"MISStresS." The Shapeshifter gurgled out in that strangled voice of their's as the strange creature wobbled about slinking towards the door that lead to the storage room of the ship. Getting Hazelle's full attention. "i SeNsE THE bOY's AURa THaT way. FAINT buT TheRe."

It gurgled before crawling towards said door that opened with a whoosh sound and crawled down the hallway. Both of them looked at each other before Hazelle teleported to the other side of the wall and Snatcher's fazed through it. Both watched as Shapeshifter flopped itself to the next level of the floor before crawling towards the ladder that lead to the boiler room and hissed looking upwards.

"hE WENT Up."

"Impossible." Snatcher muttered. "There's nothing in there but water! You're blood hound's as useless as a statue!!"

"Well it's not a coincidence that my boy and YOUR girls are missing as well as that Poppy girl. You can't say we don't have an idea about where they went!"

"Oh please! Why in the PECK would they go in a room filled with water and a measly telescope!?"

Hazelle perked up at that. "A telescope? Don't they use those things to teleport places?"

Snatcher instantly shut up......OF COURSE!! He wanted to smack himself in that moment, but instead he shot himself through the wall into the boiler room and popped out the other side. Rushing up to the telescope and peeping one of those bright yellow eyes through the peep hole to see where it was pointed at on the planet. Hazelle popped a moment later magically teleporting beside him and saw him looking through it.

"Well? Where does this one lead?," she asked him and he looked up.

"Some place in the mountains with lots of clouds." He seemed confused. What kind of place was that to run off too?

Hazelle seemed to get a look of quick realization. "...Oh no."

"Oh no?" Instantly SNatcher was on her scowling. "What do you mean OH NO?!"

"Well, if Im not wrong, that's the long way home for Timmy before I got used to teleporting him everywhere....And Timmy lives in the Horizon."

With Moonjumper!? A shot of panic and rage overcame him at the very thought of Moonboy being all nice and barf romantic over her!! THAT FOOL HAD DONE SOMETHING!! But he wasn't sure what it was or how he was involved in this, but he WAS going to get there and find out! Hazelle offered to teleport them there since it'd be much quiker than taking the Twilight Bell and she was used to making big teleportation jumps with her advanced power. He instantly agreed and after Hazelle ordered Shifter to stay there(in case they came back) she teleported with him holding her shoulders. Once there he had to admit he was a little dizzy, it took a lot to make him feel a bit dizzy so Hazelle must've used a giant burst of magic to get them....Whereever they were real fast. It was almost too fast. But the dizzy feeling was short lived. He felt the second wave of the binding contact protecting Poppy from something and weird place or not, he took off in the direction of it much to Hazelle's protests and yells. If he had a heart it'd be beating a million times a minute as for one rare moment in his after life....He was scared. He knew his magic would be strong enough to counteract Moonjumper's but there was still the lingering fear of her becoming another lost trapped soul trapped her by him somehow. Or what else Moonjumper would do to her?! He lost her once, he didn't want to lose her again!! He couldn't!! Not after he made so much progress in finding her and getting her back!! But his fears were confirmed true when he find them.

Poppy was there...On the ground...She looked so weak. It was like the ghost smacked into a wall with how sudden he stopped seeing her. It was unmistakingly her!! The Purple magic from her soul was his alright and still calling out to him!! Poppy was laying on the ground weakly pulling her head up towards Moonjumper who looked angry and was snarling at her.

Something within him at that very moment SNAPPED!!

It was like the world around him began to blur and spin and the only two figures in his mind was the girl laying on the ground and the snarling person above her. .....What had be done? Poppy was.....hurt? Very possible. Moonjumper did something to Poppy...No. HE did something to Poppy. Moonjumper was a part of him!! A part of him that let Poppy get hurt once again! From that moment something began to bubble up inside of him and poor out in waves. HE HURT HER!! He let her get hurt!! After what already happened to her because of his mistakes!! HOW DARE HE LET IT HAPPEN AGAIN!! EVEN IF IT WAS JUST A PART OF HIM MOONJUMPER SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER THAN TO TOUCH THE WOMAN HE LOVED!! Fangs sprout. Claws sharpened. The flames of vengence and pain seeping out. And a cry of pain coming out of him. The only things he felt was sorrow and rage!!

The hunter had found his prey.

"M O O N J U M P E R!!!"

The smell of burning ashes and smoke filled the air as the red strings around the thrashing and snarling beast turned black and with an even louder screech the thing broke loose in an explosion of blue flames Moonjumper had to shield his eyes from. But when he opened them, they widened at the snarling charging claws and fangs covered in fire about to claw him. ...Before a loud smacking sound was heard and Snatcher slammed into an invisible wall blocking him off from the frozen Moonjumper. Enraged his prey wasn't in his claws the mindless beast kept clawing at the invisible shield attempting to seize it's prey within it's protective hold.

"SNATCHER!!" The snarling beast snapped it's head in the direction of the voice and coppery orange eyes glared up at him. "SNAP OUT OF IT!! POPPY NEEDS YOU RIGHT NOW AND YOU'RE ACTING LIKE A RABBID DOG!!" The beast screeched in the woman's direction where she stood ontop of one of the many white marbled blocks. She swiftly moved her arm in a cutting motion and something invisible punch Snatcher right across the face HARD. "GET A PECKING GRIP ON YOURSELF YOU IDIOT!!!"

Snatcher froze. Slowly the rage from his mind with the flames and smoke in it started to uncloud and he found his world twirling back into sights and sounds of a normal person. He found Moonjumper looking at him with anger now, a lot like his anger. But not DARING to make a move towards him. He found Hazelle standing on top of the block too, looking even more angrier than Moonjumper.

"MAYBE NOW YOU'LL LISTEN TO ME!!" She screamed at him at the top of her lungs before pointing back in the direction of Poppy. "YOUR KIDS ARE SCARED!! POPPY'S EXHAUSTED FROM THE AMOUNT OF POWERFUL MAGIC FROM BOTH OF YOU IDIOTS GOING THROUGH HER!! YOU NEED TO TAKE THEM HOME RIGHT NOW AND TAKE CARE OF THEM!!" Her glare suddenly snapped to Moonjumper. "AND YOU!? WHAT THE PECK WERE YOU EVEN THINKING?! HOW DARE YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS?!" At the questiosn towards Moonjumper Snatcher looked back to him and snarled, claws balling into tight fists. "SNATCHER. DONT. YOU. DARE!! ILL TAKE CARE OF HIM!! GO TAKE CARE OF YOUR FAMILY!! NOW!!"

Snatcher still glared at Moonjumper for a few seconds, the claws still sharp. But Poppy was more important than this fool. The shadow turned and shot away, leaving Hazelle to do the picking up after him. The mane of his neck still bunched up but most of it toned down til it was just bristled like when he was usually irritated. The claws retracting on their own. Shooting through walls and walls of white marble until he finally got to the four of them. They all jumped in surprise save for Poppy who was so tired she felt like she was going to pass out any moment. Timmy looked away in shame as the tall shadow approuched and for a moment Snacther regarded the young boy for the crimes comitted tonight.

".......Hazelle's going to have a talk with you."

That was it. No threats to him from the older ghost, just a warning on what his mum figure was going to do once she got done chewing out Moonboy. Without anything to say Timmy just nodded to the older ghosts before he came to the girls and an instant frown adorned his face. the two girls were clutched onto the barely awake woman looking at him scared and not sure what to do about the situation. ...This was all his fault. He silently gathered the trio up in his arms, both girls immediately clutching onto his fluffy neck like he was going to leave them somewhere and Poppy in his arms blinking up to the one holding her as he teleported. The dark purple surrounding her as they did. He only told her one thing too.

"Rest."

Which she gladly did closing her eyes and letting her body go limp.

#Snatcher

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V3 Boys (Getting Embarrassed Infront Of S/O)

um, can I get a imagine of the v3 boys embarrassing themselves in front of there s/o? and the s/o is laughing at them. how do the boys react? please and thank you!

First V3 BOYS since opening the ask box! I’ll add in different ways to get embrassment, as per usual! Haha!

Kiibo

Did you know? Robots can get embrassed, they can make mistakes like anyone else can! S-So laughing at him, like that... s-stop it! I-It’s so mean- robophobic- gaaah!

Kiibo has... well, you found him watching “Bug Rangers” in the middle of the day, singing along to the theme song- adorably might I add... his face went bright red- as you chuckled at his reaction than the implications here...

He was on the verge of scolding you for being so mean about his interests, then on the verge of... crying, if he actually did have tears...! *Hic...!* D-Don’t laugh at him like thaaaat!

... Oh, your boyfriend? Now letting out choked little sobs as he says it’s not his fault the show is pure genius, well... you should have known Kiibo be emotional about a show this dear to him...

You have to explain you were only joking around... and watching the finale with him, he was right! It... is a pretty good show.

Shuichi Saihara

You were out to this cafe that Shuichi recommended for the both of you, he thought the coffee tasted good so you both brought something for yourselves and made small talk with eachother with a few laughs and chuckles...

When the order came by Shuichi had gotten too relaxed, sipped at his burning hot coffee and screamed in the highest pitched “UUUWEEEH” imaginable, he almost dropped the cup but put it down... before he could spill it over himself to make a bigger mess.

You giggled at the noise he made “UWEH?” that’s- how, who does that?

Shuichi apparently, who pulls his hat down over his head his face beating up as he silently begs using his eyes that you don’t dare tell a soul.

You kiss his cheek. “It was cute.” His blush intensfies, you get on with your day.

Ryoma Hoshi

Ryoma Hoshi? Embrassing himself? Wow, he thought it was impossible but here he was... his hair a mess after pulling his hat off for the first time in what seemed like decades, it was puffy and all over the place. It was laughable, two tiny messes of hair stood up just like cat-ears.

Ryoma never had the insatiable need to die more than right now, you were laughing- holding his hat above your head on the verge of tears from laughing so damn hard.

“It’s not that funny.” Hmnnnnggggbnh,,, not like he admit it... but he thought he couldn’t feel shame anymore, guess he’s wrong. He seriously wants to just jump into a hole, never ever come back out.

“I-It’s like cat-ears! Oh my god, let me take a picture Ryoma!” You take our your phone, taking some pictures of Ryoma trying to snatch his hat back only getting a sigh of annoyance (and utter embarrassment) back in return.

“Hmph... yer’ sense of humor’s pretty dry, isn’t it? Teasing ’ a guy like me just for the thrill of it.” Ryoma couldn’t even pull his hat down over his face to cover that faint red blush that cast over his features, heh... he still has a ways to go.

Kaito Momota

Kaito Momota Luminary of the Stars doesn’t make mistakes! He makes happy accidents, this is a GOD DAMN happy accidents....!

So... S-So when he makes the small mistake of letting you into his room, yes, him room which has a teddy bear in it- which you actually noticed he tells you he’s NOT sleeping with toys still! He- He’s a god damn YOUNG MAN but he’s not a kid!

You hold the bear delicately in your hands noticing how it’s in a spacesuit of it’s own, dressed as a tiny astronaut- it’s kind of old too from what you can tell.

“So you won’t mind if I throw him out the window?” You ask, grinning when he violently reacts.

“DON’T DO THAT TO MR BUZZ LIGHTYEAR! H-HE CAN’T FLY! H-He hasta’ use a spaceship for a reason, y’know?”

When you laugh- Kaito swipes the bear from your hands and tugs him close, grumbling as he goes to explain you can’t just diss his first EVER assistant ever! Even if... they are a snuggly soft bear, screw off!

... He’s left in a grumbling mood for the rest of the day, kind of pissed off from what you can tell, did... you actually anger him by dissing a stuffed bear? You’ll need to apologize later... to both him and Buzz Lightyear.

Rantaro Amami

His makeup. Rantaro usually knew how to handle it... he did it every day of his life, decided he needed to buy the mascara that doesn’t run that gets wet later, he used it all up so that be later- right now he’d improvise, it’s not like he’s the type to cry!

... He’s the type of person to get a bucket thrown at him as a prank from Kokichi Ouma, a bucket filled with water, it was almost hilarious how quickly he saw ink dripping down his face- you were already snorting and laughing at his face right now, he could only imagine how silly he looked.

So he laughed along, asking you to take a picture- he’s brought more make-up along this is easy to fix. But wow! The one day, who would of thought right?

Maybe he’s the Ultimate Unlucky student, it’s not that big of a deal! You got a laugh out of it, didn’t you? That makes him happy enough, haha! Happy enough to forgive Kokichifor throwing water on him, he’s all wet now too...

Wait don’t take that out of context-!

Gonta Gokuhara

“Embrassing”? What’s embrassing to Gonta’s standards well... actually, that would be... this! Miu’s pickup lines strike again, he got told they be a “really good way of making you happy!” So he tried using them on you...

Only to be told that he was conplimenting dirty and wrong places, his face flushed and he was instantly apologizing for the sins he commuted which stop him from being a gentlemen!

You were laughing all the way trough trying to get it through his innocent yet thick skull that it wasn’t his fault nor was it something to apologize so much over.

“G-Gonta can’t ever become a gentlemen now although, S-S/O! O-Only way to redeem Gonta is apologizing... Gonta sorry! R-Really sorry! H-He still doesn’t get why the number 69 is bad... but-!”

While choking on your own laughter you accept Gonta’s apology and comfort him, it’s hilarious how pure your boyfriend is... now time to wait to get your revenge on Miu for making Gonta feel such agony.

Kokichi Ouma

There’s no explanation other than this, Kokichi Ouma laughed so hard at a joke MIU IRUMA made to the point he fell out of his chair. It was a crappy joke at that one, something something- we’re keeping this PG!

You began to giggle under your breath, but Kokichi carefully picked himself up trying to make it look like a pure lil’ lie! “Wow! That joke was soooo bad, I fell out of my chair cringing! Neeheehee!”

Yet you still giggled at him, underestimating him, are you? Well... he knows a way to shut you up. Of course he pouts, glares as hard as he can at Miu for ruining his reputation like this... Then goes to make his next move! Heehee.

Kokichi moves in to kiss you on the lips to hold you in place, right, Miu’s still in the room to see this occur and cringes at the entire show infront of her- but that’s not important... he leans in, close to your ear- grinning ear to ear.

“Just to prove Miu’s can make all the dirty jokes in the world and yet she’ll never get some.” He sticks his tongue out at her, revenge at it’s finest.

Korekiyo Shinguuji

Sometimes even he doesn’t understand how his own complicated mask works, it was yet another day of observing you, eating breakfast together... yes, you were quite stunning then, he didn’t notice such an obvious oversight.

“Korekiyo?” You were snorting, he didn’t know why. Well, that is until he looked down to find himself pouring burning hot tea on himself, his mask zipper completely closed, ah. His pain tolerance was higher than he expected, honestly that felt quite nostalgic.

“... Is something the matter?” And it’s all over himself now, Korekiyo puts the tea down. “I don’t believe there’s anything that needs to be discussed.”

“... K... Korekiyo it looks like you should go get a change of clothes- pfft- oh my god-“

“Everything is fine.” No it’s not, but he’s not admitting a thing. Despite how harshly you try to explain how that might stain... you can’t convince him, what tea? He doesn’t know about any tea, oh my, he is rather parched although- look at that, some totally fine tea he wasn’t pouring onto himself.

Nothing is wrong here.

#mod shuichi #mod shumai #ndrv3 imagines #ndrv3 x reader #kokichi ouma #shuichi saihara #rantaro amami #ryoma hoshi #kaito momota #kiibo #gonta gokuhara #korekiyo shinguuji

[blog-in-a-corner]

TSOTBL - Plight

YALL IM SO SORRY THIS IS COMING OUT LATE SJFHFNJ

Kim couldn't stop thinking about the cave system behind the library. It was so very intriguing, she could explore it all day. Unfortunately she couldn't, as Lucinda and Aaron didn't let anyone go inside, for everyone's safety of course.

“Hmph it's not fair, that cave is so cool and I can't even explore it….” Kim moped, body flopped over the couch. “Aww c'mon Kim, there's still the library...!” Garroth reminded, trying to lighten her up. “True, true, but still…” Kim mumbled, bummed out. “Maybe when we're done with the lodge, we can go somewhere you'd like.” Garroth suggested. “I just wanna go back home. To my rock collection, my tamagotchis, and my two frogs, Peanut and Tater Tot…” “Don't worry Kim, we'll all be home soon.” “Yeah... what are you gonna do right now anyway?” “I think I'm going to go and read my book right now.” “Again? I mean, I understand how addicting a good book can be, but you've been spending hours in your room reading for the past few days now. Sometimes it feels like I don't see you unless we all eat, or have to clean.” “Stop nagging me about it geez! There's nothing to do here, so what if I spend most of my time reading a book? It’s just something I really like, why is that such a problem?!” Garroth snapped at Kim, defending himself. “Hey I was just saying! Geez, I….I didn't mean to make you upset, I'm sorry…” Kim trailed off, feeling bad. “Ahh erm, no I'm sorry. I'm just used to people.…point is I'm sorry! I shouldn't have snapped at you that way, it was uncalled for.” “Ah it's all fine, maybe I'll give that book of yours a read! Judging by how much you like it I'm sure it must be good!” “Oh, um, sure… I'll let you give it a read….I guess...but I'll give it to you when I'm done with it because you read faster than I do!” “Oh yeah true. Well I guess I'll see ya later then?” “Yeah sure.” Garroth said, walking to the stairs. “Well, I guess it's just you and me couch.” Kim said to herself, slowly dozing off on the couch, as everyone else were in their own rooms.

Aphmau was by herself in her room, lying down on her bed, contemplating and reminiscing.

“Urghh Kim's not happy with me...she probably thinks I didn't talk to Zane about the whole being mean thing. I can't just put Zane's feeling aside, and the Ro'meave family drama is not a can of worms I want to keep opening, but just….argh why do I have to be caught between this crap!” Aphmau sighed to herself, smacking a pillow on her face. “Then there's this whole Aaron thing! Are we broken up, are we not, do I still want him, does he still want me, ugh! It's all so frustrating! The only person I don't have any troubles with right now is Lucinda, and that's because Lucinda is the best at avoiding drama….even when it came to breaking up with Ivan, as ugly as the situation became she handled it better than I would have…”

Aphmau stared at the ceiling of her room, it was cracked, with some of the wood from under showing out. The years of the lodge were so very visible from just the wood alone.

“Drama, drama, drama...this is highschool crap. Why can't I just be friends with everybody instead of deal with all of this family drama and romance problems...I wish I could give up sometimes, but what kind of friend would that make me? To just give up when things get hard? Not a very good friend to say the least….” Aphmau thought to herself, sighing audibly. “What kind of friend am I being by letting all this drama slip through my fingers? I should just straighten up and handle this like an adult! Because guess what I am one! But...I don't know, Aaron wanted to get away from all the drama and I don't want to make things worse by accidentally creating tension between everybody, it's already enough that I'm here….ughhhh why Irene why!”

She slumped to her side and grabbed her phone. She began to look through her photos.

“Gosh, despite everything that happened way back in highschool, I still miss the days where I could just hang out. Whether it was spending hours playing video games with Garroth and Laurance while snacking on junk food, or binge-watching anime with Katelyn and Kawaii~chan. Now here I am with all of...this I guess. I shouldn't be so negative though, I had good times then, even when the whole Jury thing happened...if I had good times then, then I can have good times now! I just have to stay positive.” She sighed, in a sense of relief. “Now let's just...take a lil’ breather to not think about all this crap.” Aphmau muttered, as she flopped over on the bed.

Lucinda was fiddling with her wand, alone in her room, casting spells.

“Praefexero.” Lucinda muttered, waving her wand around the room. Magic twirled around the room, in various shapes and colors, it faded almost as soon as it came.

“Nothing...let me try one more time. Praefexero…!” once again magic made its way around the room, but it faded as it did before. “Nothing? Dammit Praefexero!” Lucinda shouted in frustration, this time the spell poofed into a cloud of smoke unlike the previous times. “Calm down Lucinda, calm down, getting frustrated just makes things worse…” She coughed, clearing the smoke with her hands. “I know there's something about this place there's gotta be! But I'm not getting any readings! This place isn't normal, that much I can guarantee!” She grumbled, putting her wand away. “Stupid magic, what good is being a prodigy if I can't even detect what the hell is wrong with this place...Kim's acting weird, the cave was full of all sorts of bad energy, Garroth's acting kinda off too but I don't know if it's anything serious or if he's just being dumb again, I haven't been able to sleep at all these past few days and just! Ughhhh!” Lucinda smacked her head against the wall, groaning in frustration. “I just want to go to sleep….or have some kind of shut eye at the very least…guess I'll have to just bear with it.” Lucinda looked down at her wand, it was a really simple wand. “I almost regret bringing this wand, I wish I didn't leave my better wand at home. Then again I didn't anticipate this shit to happen at all, I wasn't about to bring an incredibly expensive wand to some run down shit hole.” Lucinda sighed, slumping down on her bed.

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Zane was walking down the stairs, heading to kitchen.

“Man I can't wait until I'm able to leave this stupid lodge.” Zane muttered to himself. “I've just about had it with all of this cleaning crap. Why couldn't they send professionals out here. Cheapskates.”

As Zane walked by he noticed Kim, fast asleep on the couch.

“Hmm only if I had a marker would I scribble on her face. But Aph would probably scold me.” Zane thought aloud, turning his attention back to the kitchen. “Guess I'll make myself a cup of coffee while I'm down here.”

Zane went over to the kitchen and set some water to heat.

“Huh? Where the hell did my coffee cup go? I put it in the cabinet...so help me if one of these neanderthals is using my coffee cup-” “Looking for this?” A voice said from behind him. “GAH WHAT THE-Kim?!” Zane yelled, spooked by Kim's sudden appearance. “What are you doing standing behind me-and why do you have my coffee cup?!” “I just found it.” Kim said rather blatantly, holding the coffee cup out in front of herself. “You better have not used it or I swear I'll-” “So how's Garroth?” Kim interrupted Zane bluntly, putting the coffee cup down, not seeming to care about Zane's coffee cup dilemma. “Wh-What? How the hell would I know?” Zane snapped. “You're his brother. I thought he was acting a bit...strange lately, and I'd figured you'd know why. “So what? That's just Garroth acting fucking stupid as per usual. Trust me the guy is fine. He couldn't be helped to feel anything else than an irritating happiness even if his life depended on it.” “Hm...that's what..I thought you would say.” “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” “No one….would be able to tell if you died, your blood runs cold all the time….” “Tch, you think I care?” “No. I...do not…” Kim replied, walking over to the sink in the kitchen. “Yet neither do I.” She said, grabbing a knife from the rack. “You really don't...know a person..until their dead. From there on out...you can learn everything about them. Though….being dead...is very...very unpleasant... especially if you just couldn't pass on…” “Yeahh...I, uh, guess so…” Zane said, weirded out by Kim's behavior. “Is... saving someone's life worth it? Or...is it meaningless to save someone who's fated to die regardless?” Kim asked, looking to Zane. “What a stupid question to ask, of course saving another person's life is worth it, there's nothing more valuable than allowing someone to live a longer life, so that none of their friends and family, would have to mourn them.” Zane replied, annoyed at the question. “So why...do you...provoke evil and bad karma?” Kim asked looking Zane dead in the eye. “What..?” “You…really don't get it do you?….” “Kim, what the hell are you saying?”

Kim coughed and shook her head, she then stretched lightly and yawned.

“Oh hey the water is ready.” Kim pointed at the bubbling water. “Uh are going to explain to me what the hell you just said?” Zane hissed. “I just said the water was ready take a chill pill geez.” “What-no! What you said before that!” “I didn't say anything before that I just woke up...well not just this moment. You know when you wake up and feel hazy for a while?” “That doesn't...yeah okay. Never-fucking-mind.” Zane told Kim, leaving the kitchen. “Geez what's his problem?” Kim mumbled, as he walked out of the room. “Gosh these blackouts are getting worse and worse, I don't even remember how I got here! Well….at least I can make myself some coffee.” Kim sighed, worried about her current predicament. “We'll be gone soon, then I'll be able to get myself checked out... hopefully.”

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Garroth stood at the entrance to the cave, he gazed upon the structure.

“So this...this is it…” He muttered, picking up a stone that resembled the one he had given Kim the other day from the floor. “It...it only takes one…”

#aphmau #mystreet #writeblr #fanfiction #garroth ro'meave #aaron lycan #lucinda #kim #zane ro'meave #tsotbl

[dialovers-translations]

DIABOLIK LOVERS DAYLIGHT Vol. 1 Sakamaki Ayato [Track 2]

Original title: 夜の湖

Source: Diabolik Lovers Daylight Vol. 1 Sakamaki Ayato

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Midorikawa Hikaru

Translator’s note: If there’s one thing Rejet knows to do with these CDs, it’s keeping us on the edge of our seats! The final bit of this CD was actual one of the voice samples released prior to its release and I remember being extremely intrigued by it back then! Even while listening to the actual CD, it got me super curious and I couldn’t wait to listen to the next track to find out what is going on with the MC.

Track 1 ll Track 2 ll Track 3 ll Track 4 ll Track 5 + Epilogue

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Track 2: The Lake at Night

The two of you are walking through the forest until you eventually reach the lake.

“...Is this the place you’ve been dyin’ to visit? It’s just a regular old lake, no? There’s seriously nothin’ special ‘bout it at all...It was stupid of me to even expect anythin’ from you in the first place.”

You explain.

“Haahー!? The sunrise...? ...Don’t tell me you want to stay here until dawn!?”

You nod.

“You’ve gotta be shittin’ me. Do you even know how much time’s left till sunrise!? ...See you.”

Ayato tries to leave but you quickly stop him, insisting you can chat till the sun rises.

*Rustle*

“What? Don’t give me that nonsense! Why did we need to come all the way over here just to have a chat? We can just talk at home!”

You shake your head.

“Haah? There’s other people around then? ...Oh. In other words, you wanted an excuse to be all alone with me?”

You elaborate on your idea.

“A quiet time, huh...? I thought you liked things to be lively though. Well, I won’t deny those dudes are hella annoyin’. I turn my back for one second and they try to make a move on you. I’ll admit we can never truly feel at ease in that kinda environment.”

He plops down on the grass.

“...There we go. ...Oi, hurry up and lend me your lap already. You don’t expect me to get comfortable without a pillow, right?

You take a seat next to him as he rests his head in your lap.

*Rustle rustle*

“...Hmph.”

You smile and admit enjoying these times together. 

“...It’s nice to sit back and relax at times, huh? Damn, you really sounded like a granny just now. I don’t understand. This is just dull, you might as well be dead. ...I mean, you humans have a limited lifespan, right? Then doesn’t this feel like a waste? Isn’t it normal to want to enjoy yourself, maybe have some good food or something? ...Well, I’m a Vampire and immortal so I don’t really care either way.”

You explain.

“Hmph. If you like this, then whatever. You’re so easy to please. (1) But don’t come complaining to me afterwards.”

You chuckle. 

“Don’t laugh, geez. ...Actually, you’ve been actin’ kinda off. Like you’re in bad shape...or lackin’ energy. Did you eat somethin’ which had gone bad or somethin’?”

You retaliate.

“I wonder. Hehehe...Well, seems like you still have the energy to talk back at least. ...By the way, you remember the promise we made, right? I told you I’d suck your blood if you failed to entertain me, didn’t I?”

You flinch.

“Look at that pathetic look on your face. Did you think I had forgotten?”

You try and bribe him with the lap pillow. 

“Hmph. You’ll stay like this a lil’ longer? All you’re doing is lending me your lap though? You haven’t been tellin’ me any interestin’ stories either. ...Are you perhaps teasin’ me on purpose?”

You quickly shake your head.

“In that case, it makes sense.”

You frantically flail with your arms while trying to explain yourself. 

“Hehe...Hehehe...No need to get so desperate trying to deny it. Your funny expression is only becomin’ even more hilarious. I’ll content myself with that for now and leave the real fun for later. Guess you should be grateful to your own face.”

You say thank you.

“...Aah? Why would you thank me for that? Lemme tell you, but I prefer suckin’ your blood after scarin’ the livin’ hell out of you. It’s just not the time for that yet, that’s all. Heh!”

The wind blows in the background.

“...For real though, what are you gonna do ‘bout this depressin’ mood? You should take some responsibility and talk to me. Anythin’ will do at this point. You wanted to enjoy some idle talk, right? Come on.”

You bring up the past.

“What? Our first meeting? You really think I remember all of that? ...Ahー But if I recall correctly...I was nappin’ in the living room while the thunder roared outside...Right! I was woken up because you made a huge fuss.”

You tell him you were truly shocked back then.

“Haha...You mistook me for a dead person, didn’t you? Goin’ on ‘bout callin’ an ambulance or some shit. Bit of an overreaction, don’t you think? Yours Truly doesn’t just die! 

Well, I doubt you knew we were Vampires at that point. I was hella thirsty back then, so when an energetic-looking prey walked right up to me, I obviously had to go straight for a bite. Yet, that damn Four-Eyes had the nerve to get in my way!”

You tell him you nearly forgot about that.

“Excuse me? Don’t be forgettin’ ‘bout that when you’re the one who brought up this topic!”

You admit to being surprised Ayato recalls so much.

“I remember plenty of other things as well! You better don’t underestimate my memory! ...Actually, why don’t I help you remember a few more embarrassing moments? No need to be modest. Whatcha so afraid of?”

You flinch.

“Hehe...Are you scared of me?”

You hesitate.

“What? If you’ve got somethin’ to say, then spit it out.”

You explain.

“What do you mean you’re no longer scared of me like you were at first? You flinched just now!”

You frown.

“Why can’t you put it into words well? Don’t tell me you’re makin’ fun of me?”

You shake your head.

“Then what is it?”

You try and put your feelings into words. 

“Haah!? I don’t understand what you mean with ‘because we understand each other now’. Geez. ...But well, there’s a few things I learnt through living together with you as well, I guess. Humans are weak. They die so easily. They’ve got a limited life span as well. ...That’s not all. They love to fuss ‘bout the details and they’re so infuriatingly slow and clumsy. They get upset over the most trivial things or cry over nothing. Also...Sometimes the strangest things make them happy. Furthermore, they’d go through the trouble of comin’ to these kinda places. Ahー What a drag.”

You thank Ayato for keeping up with you. 

“Che...Why are you thanking me now? I really don’t understand that sorta behavior of yours. Fuck.”

You ask if he would like to head back soon. 

“Aah...? What do you mean ‘soon’? Of course I want to head home already! ...But well, you still want to stay here a lil’ longer, right? ...Just the two of us.”

You nod.

“Oh? You’re bein’ surprisingly honest. Do you want to be with me that badly?”

You nod again.

“Heh. You just said you want to be together forever, huh? Fool. You really think I’d let you go? You can no longer leave me. ...Not ever.”

You suddenly frown.

“What? Got a problem with that?”

You quickly turn your head and try to make excuses. 

“No point in tryin’ to hide it. You’re an open book after all. ...Don’t tell me you actually believe you could get away from me?”

You shake your head.

“If that’s not it, then don’t look so damn anxious. ...Heh. Actually, I bet you were thinking that you can’t live forever?”

Your eyes widen in surprise before you ask him how he knows.

“Heh. I know everything that goes on in that head of yours. ...Don’t be worryin’ about those kind of stupid things. Did you drag me all the way out here to talk ‘bout that shit? ...You didn’t, right? Pretty sure I told you to entertain me.”

Ayato suddenly pins you down.

*Thud*

“I bet you’re rackin’ your brain over complicated shit again? Good job gettin’ yourself pinned down. ...Just so you know, there’s no point in tryin’ to cover it up. Even if you keep quiet, I can tell by lookin’ in your eyes. Che...! I should just be the only thing on your mind. Well, I’ll just force myself inside your head if I need to. ...I’ll make it so you can’t worry about anything unnecessary.”

*Sluuuuurp*

“Mmh...”

*Sluuuuurp*

“I’m not lettin’ you go any time soon...So brace yourself.”

*Sluuuuurp*

“Nnh...”

*Sluuuuurp*

“...Hah. Come on. Sit up already. Don’t you understand? I’m givin’ you special permission to sit down on my lap. Hurry up...”

*Rustle rustle*

“Say…Doin’ this doesn’t feel half bad, does it? …Just admit it.”

*Sluuuuurp*

"Come on. Don’t close your eyes. Make sure to watch…how you’re bein’ turned into a mess.”

*Sluuuuurp*

"Hehehe…Seems like you’re ‘bout to lose it from sheer excitement. Show me more of that expression.”

*Sluuuuurp*

"Don’t you dare let the other guys see you like this.”

You whimper.

“Listen up. You’re fated to continue havin’ your blood sucked by me like this. Both now and in the future. Foreverーー”

You nod.

“Heh. Glad you understand.”

Ayato gets up and wipes some dirt off his pants.

“…Woah. The wind has picked up. …Oi, we should probably head home soon. I don’t want to get nagged at later.”

You remain unmoved.

“Come on. Get up already. Or has your back thrown out? …Guess you leave me no other choice.”

*Rustle*

“Come on. Gimme your hand. …Hah? What’s wrong? Grab it already.”

You shake your head.

“Oi, there really is somethin’ off ‘bout you? Come on.”

Ayato grabs your hand.

“…Eh? Doesn’t your hand…feel colder than usual? What’s wrong, for real? …Can’t you hear me? Oi! …Idiot! Don’t close your eyes! Answer me! Chichinashi!!

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) Ayato calls her 無欲 or ‘muyoku’, which is used to describe someone who is free from any ‘worldly desires’. 

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #ayato sakamaki #diabolik lovers daylight #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers drama cd #drama cd

[the-everlasting-dream]

The Revelation - Chapter 15, TRR AU

Summary: Olivia takes things into her own hands and thank goodness she does. 

A/N: Two chapters in three days, who even am I? We are FINALLY getting to the fluffy part and eeee i’m squealing, scrapping the original plot was the best decision I ever made lol

Word Count: 5300+

Warnings: language

MASTERLIST

‘Tea Elizabeth?’ 

‘Yes please Hana.’ 

‘Sugar?’ 

‘One… please. Um.. could you.. could you pass the biscuits?’ 

‘Of course.’ 

’Thank you.’ ‘

You’re welcome.’ 

 ‘Enough!’ Olivia Nevrakis slammed her hands on the table top, finallly voicing her frustration. ‘I can’t take it anymore! How can you just prattle on like nothing’s happened?' 

‘Olivia I don’t…’ Hana tried to interject, but was silenced by a dismissive wave from the redhead who turned on Elizabeth. 

 ‘So..?’

She paused, eyes wide with a biscuit half way to her mouth. The three of them were seated in the gazebo in the main garden, taking tea at Hana’s suggestion that the fresh air would be good for Elizabeth. She’d been back in Cordonia for about a week and was still nervous about everything, only leaving her Atlantean mansion if necessary. Hana had offered to move in with her to keep her company and eventually Elizabeth had confessed what had happened at the hospital. Her best friend of course had been very understanding and accommodating to her reclusive wishes. Perhaps a little too accommodating, Olivia thought, one red eyebrow arched as she waited for an answer. 

Elizabeth set the biscuit back down on the table, obviously uncomfortable under her scrutinising gaze. ‘Olivia I don’t know what you want me to do.’ 

She heaved an exaggerated sigh. ‘You can drop the pathetic act. It doesn’t suit you. Get over yourself and stop playing princess in your ivory tower. I want you to do something, anything Elizabeth.’ 

‘I did,’ Elizabeth replied, voice soft but holding a slight edge to it. ‘I went to the hospital, I saw him, he obviously didn’t want to see me. Or did you miss the part where Savannah slapped me?’ 

‘And you’re just gonna let that little tart get away with that?’ Hana gasped in alarm. 

‘Olivia!’

The redhead ignored her raising both eyebrows now, glare trained on Elizabeth who stubbornly refused to respond. After a few seconds, Olivia lost her patience.  

‘If you insist on being difficult, I’m not going to sit by an watch the two of you go in circles.’ With that she stormed off back to the house. 

Though she didn’t say his name, Elizabeth knew what Olivia was getting at but she couldn’t get over the image of Drake’s accusatory gaze on her. If he really wanted to see her, he would have called right? A stab of regret shot through her which she immediately pushed down. Her feelings were a mess and lately it was just easier to push them down and pretend they didn’t exist. This was usually easier said than done especially now as she could feel tears welling in her eyes, hating herself for being reduced to a pathetic blubbering mess.

‘Elizabeth…’ Hana consoled gently, sliding over to comfort her. 

 ‘Its fine. I’m fine,’ she replied, dabbing away the moisture before taking a big gulp, steeling her shaking voice. ‘I think I’ve had enough tea for today Hana. Thank you for organising this. I’m going back to my room to rest.’ 

Turning her head to avoid her friend’s disappointed look, Elizabeth hurried into the house, feet carrying her to her room as if on autopilot while she struggled to keep her composure at least until she was in private and the tears could fall freely. Once the door slammed shut, Elizabeth sank onto the bed, extremely aware of the pounding headache that threatened to split her head open. Popping a couple of painkillers, she sank down onto the pillows and cried herself to sleep.

-

A sharp insistent knocking woke her from the thin sleep she’d fallen into and elizabeth frowned curiously, knowing everyone knew not to disturb her when her door was closed. Rubbing her eyes sleepily, she opened the door to find Olivia standing on the other side of the threshold. 

 ‘You look like hell,’ she pronounced upon seeing her. ‘Clean yourself up and get downstairs. Don’t even think of arguing.’ 

‘Wh-what’s happening?’ Elizabeth queried, taking in the redhead’s casual outfit. 

‘You’ll see.’

More out of curiosity than anything, Elizabeth obeyed, sliding into her old college hoodie and a pair of jeans only to come down to find voices coming from the parlour. Pushing the door open, she found the room set up with snacks, drinks and a huge stack of boardgames in the background music was playing softly. 

‘What’s all this?’ She asked, directing her question to Olivia and Hana who were adjusting a tray of small shot glasses filled with a substance that looked suspiciously like chocolate. 

 ‘I’ve planned a boardgames night,’ Olivia announced before her usual confident facade dropped a little. ‘I’ve never actually hosted one of these but apparently this is what commoners do for fun?’ 

‘That’s one way of putting it,’ Elizabeth mused, perusing the selection of boardgames on the coffee table. before the doorbell rang. ‘Are we expecting someone else?’ 

Hana opened her mouth to answer before the redhead cut her off. ‘That’s probably the pizza, Hana can get that.’ 

 Elizabeth watched her retreat before turning back to Olivia as she strolled around the room. ‘Wow Liv I’m… impressed. I wouldn’t have take you to be the type to organise something like this. Its more like the kind of thing you’d go out of your way to avoid.’ 

 ‘Hmph I needed to do something to pull you out of that bat cave of yours. Come help me get the rest of the snacks,’ she ordered in a tone that brooked no argument. 

 ‘LITTLE BLOSSOM!’

Maxwell’s cry of enthusiasm reverberated so loudly inside Elizabeth’s head that she almost dropped the bowl of marshmallows she’d been instructed to carry before she was enveloped in a bear hug, marshmallows and all. ‘I’ve missed you so much!’ He exclaimed before looking sheepish. ‘I would have brought Cooper too but Olivia said no.’ 

The redhead rolled her eyes and gestured behind him. ‘He did bring someone else..’ 

 Elizabeth followed her gaze, behind Maxwell and Hana, behind the couch stood… Drake. 

He gave her a small uncertain smile when her eyes landed on him. For a moment she was frozen still, taking in his dark eyes, usual denim shirt and jeans that she assumed was his uniform by now. She watched him wipe his hands nervously on his clothes as he let her take him in. A host of emotions bubbled up at the sigh of him and she balled her hands into fists, digging her nails into her palms to distract herself from crying and tore her gaze from his. 

 ‘Um.. Olivia can I talk to you for a minute?’ 

‘I’m sure whatever you need to say can be said in front of the entire group.’ 

Elizabeth gave her a pointed look, internally cursing her friend’s stubbornness while at the same time not wanting to create a scene, knowing Drake was still watching her. ‘I think this is more of a private thing.’ 

 ‘Nonsense, we’re all at least acquainted here right?’ She replied brashly. 

 ‘Ol-‘ 

‘It’s fine,’ Drake interrupted, heading towards the door, ‘I think I left something in the car anyway.’ 

Elizabeth winced at the look on his face and once he was out the door, she grabbed Olivia and yanked her into another room. ‘Olivia what the fuck?’ 

‘If you do not the your hands off my arm, I will not hesitate to hack. Them. Off.’ 

She hastily released her forearm, her fingernails having left little crescent shapes in her pale skin. 'Olivia… you… you ambushed me?’ 

 Olivia rolled her eyes. ‘Please that’s nothing compared to what I really wanted to do. Look,’ she stared Elizabeth in the eye. ‘You weren’t getting anywhere on your own. I had to step in.’ 

 ‘I was perfectly fine!’

‘You were miserable and you know it. You know I’m right. Now you’re going to go back in that and we’re going to have some actual… ugh… fun.’ The redhead rolled her eyes in disgust. ‘You guys need some closure and this could be it.’ 

She immediately turned on her heels and Elizabeth had no choice but to follow. ‘So what are we playing first?’ 

 ‘Maxwell has already set up Monopoly so I guess we’re playing that first,’ Hana chimed in as they settled back into their seats. Halfway through the game when Maxwell had unsurprisingly landed in jailer six times, the air was still tense between Drake and Elizabeth who had barely glanced at each other twice the entire game. 

‘I think we could all use a drink,’ Hana intervened wisely, making for the drinks cart. 

‘And a change of pace,’ Olivia put in. ‘At this rate I’d rather watch Drake attempt perfect fork placement. That would be much more entertaining.’ 

‘Ha ha,’ he replied sarcastically. 'How about Snakes & Ladders? can’t go wrong with a tried and true?' 

'Ooo dibs on lil green guy!’ Maxwell chimed in, grabbing the gamepiece. 

 'I’ll take red… obviously,’ Olivia grabbed the corresponding token. 

 Not realising it, both Drake and Elizabeth reached for the blue piece at the same time and their fingers brushed slightly before they simultaneously jumped back, making her inhale a little at the heat of their skin against each others. She hadn’t touched him since..   

‘Hang on we’re one person extra.’ Hana observed, yellow token in hand. 

‘Richmond and I can share,’ Drake put in abruptly before looking at her in askance. ‘If you’re okay with that?’ 

Elizabeth nodded, still not recovered from their brief touch and now that his dark eyes were on her, suddenly found herself unable to speak. 

 ‘Lets play!’ Maxwell announced, grabbing the die. An hour later, they were on their fourth round of the game with all of them having won once before except Olivia to her chagrin but the atmosphere was much more relaxed, the awkwardness having mostly worn off and Drake reached for the die and handing to the Elizabeth. 

 ‘I trust you,’ he declared knowing that they were very close to winning again, except for two long snakes that stood in their path. 

 ‘I’ll try to make you proud,’ she grinned back and rolled. All eyes were on the little white cube as it spun across the board to finally land on…

‘Six! That means we win!’ Elizabeth chirped, moving the blue token six places to the finish line. 

 ‘Awwww,’ Maxwell whined. 

 ‘Ugh I hate this game,’ Olivia groaned. 

 Drake’s eyes sparkled when he looked over at her. ‘Nice moves Richmond.’ 

‘I had a good teammate,’ she grinned back at him, feeling at ease for the first time in months. When their eyes met, there was a kind of magnetic attraction sparking in the air between them and she took a moment to really take him in. Despite her fragmented memory, there was something about him that was just so familiar and… comforting. Realising she’d been staring a little too long, Elizabeth turned away, hoping her hair covered her face enough to hide the blush. 

 ‘Anyway what do we win?’ 

 ‘I didn’t know we were playing for a prize,’ Hana observed turning to Olivia. 

‘Don’t look at me, I don’t do all… this,’ she gestured vaguely to the room. 

 Drake rose to his feet and grabbed a packet of graham crackers and the bowl of marshmallows from the table. ‘Maybe its a good time to break these out.’

Elizabeth watched over his shoulder as he carefully roasted the marshmallow over the fireplace until he deemed it perfectly cooked before trapping it between graham crackers and a piece of chocolate and presenting it to her. 

‘A s’more,’ she reasoned, looking up at him. 

‘The best you’ll ever eat.’ 

He gave her a reassuring smirk as she took a tentative bite. Elizabeth’s eyes widened at the explosion of sweetness in her mouth, the gooey texture of the marshmallow mixing perfectly with the chocolate, complimented by the crunchiness of the graham crackers. 

‘Told ya,’ Drake’s grin widened, turning back to make another for Maxwell who was already bouncing in anticipation. He looked questioningly towards Olivia who shook her head. 

‘Count me out. I’ve had enough peasantry for one night.’ 

Elizabeth took another bite just as the tingling sensation she’d come to associate with memory recall buzzed in the back of her head. Instead of the usual pain that she experienced, this time it seemed much more subdued and instead of fighting it like she usually did, she let it flow. 

-

She could feel the breeze of the night air brushing her hair as the warmth of a fire warmed her cheeks. Drake was there, sitting next to her, hands on hers to adjust the way she was holding the stick over the fire so that the marshmallow wouldn’t burn. 

‘That’s better.’ 

‘So you’re the s’mores expert?’

‘Damn right. i’ve made hundreds of these.’ 

The way his face softened in the firelight was fascinating as he recounted a story of going camping with his dad as a boy.Despite that, we loved it. He smiled shyly at her, a little embarrassed to be caught so tender. She watched him affectionately, he looked so happy talking about his family, she could tell it was important to him.

‘That sounds so wonderful… and simple.’ 

‘The best things in life usually are, Richmond.’ 

A strong urge bloomed in her chest and she was overwhelmed with the urge to kiss him, to feel his lips on hers even for a moment. He must have seen it because he was leaning in too before checking himself and pulling away, though his eyes betrayed the front he struggled to put on, telling her he wanted this as much as she did. The memory seemed to skip forward a little and Elizabeth guess that Drake must have just told her about the scandal at the coronation that she’d read about in the newspapers but still had no memory of. 

‘I never knew you wanted to come after me.’

His face was bashful. ‘Oh well yeah.. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.’

‘You were worried about me..’

‘Honestly, I still am.’ His head dropped before he turned to look her so deep in the eyes she thought she might never escape his intense dark eyes. ‘I don’t know what I would do if something like that ever happened to you.’ 

‘Oh Drake..’

She was already leaning in again, his cautious glance over his shoulder warned her against giving in but she couldn’t contain her affection for him. He cares… 

‘A kiss would make me feel better.’ 

‘Richmond..’ War broke out on Drake's face as he debated between duty and passion. ‘We can’t..’ 

‘But I want you right now.’ The need to feel him against her burned hotly inside her so badly that if she didn’t have him she would have exploded right there and then. 

‘Dammit Richmond.’ 

The look on his face told her his resolve was breaking down. She couldn’t stop herself from leaning even closer and he responded immediately, closing the gap, his lips finding hers gently at first quickly giving into the heat and desperation that dwelled in both of them. His hand came around her waist to pull her closer as hers wound into his soft hair. This was all she wanted, all she ever wanted for the rest of her life. 

-

'Richmond, you okay there?’ Drake’s voice pulled her out of the memory. ‘Do I.. do I have something on my face?' 

 Elizabeth shook herself, realising she’d spaced out and was staring at him intently. ‘Yeah.. I’m fine,’ she mumbled before looking closer. ‘Actually you gotta little something..’

He used the back of his hand to brush at his mouth. ‘Gone?’

‘You completely missed it,’ she couldn’t help but giggle at his failed attempt to wipe away the large chocolate streak. 

Before she knew what was fully happening, Elizabeth raised her hand to his face and in gentle motions, swiped the chocolate away from his mouth. She heard Drake’s slight gasp as her thumb softly grazing the skin in an intimate gesture that sparked that feeling in both of them, like in her memory. 

She looked up into his eyes and found that the spark lead to a tiny lick of flame in her belly now was present in his. His eyes dropped to her lips and she wondered if he was thinking the same thing as she was. Like in her memory, Elizabeth found herself leaning forward a little, wondering how the feeling of his lips compared to what she remembered. Both of them drew closer and closer as if magnetised by an invisible force, movements slow and hesitant, lips inches awa-

CRASH!

The pair immediately pulled away from each other to find a very tipsy Maxwell bending down to pick up the bowl of popcorn he’d tipped onto the carpet. 

‘Sorry, sorry, sorry,’ he exclaimed, trying to help but knocking over more empty cups in his intoxicated state. 

Drake leapt to his feet. ‘Looks like someone’s ready to go home.’ 

‘Drake buddy.’ 

‘Don’t call me that,’ he grumbled, slipping Maxwell’s arm over his shoulder and looking apologetically towards Elizabeth. ‘I should get this one home. Can someone walk us out of this maze?’ 

 Receiving a meaningful prod from Olivia, Elizabeth stepped forward. ‘I’ll do it.’ 

When they’d found their way out the front door, Drake shifted a sleeping Maxwell on his shoulder before turning to her. ‘Thanks for tonight Richmond. It was… I had fun…’ 

‘Me too..’ 

 He paused as if he wanted to say something and thinking better of it turned away instead. Elizabeth’s stomach dropped as she watched him leave, emotions in a twist after her memory recall and the moment they’d shared in front of the fireplace. It  had left her breathless, hungry for more and overall confused about her feelings towards him. Whatever they were, they were certainly strong but he didn’t seem to thi- 

‘Richmond!’ 

She snapped her head towards Drake who was jogging back to her, having put Maxwell in the car. ‘I had fun tonight,’ he declared again, confusing her even more. ‘Would you… that is… do you… Um.. what I’m trying to say is… Would you like to go out with me?’ 

 Elizabeth felt her eyes widening. ‘Like on a date?' 

‘Yeah, like a date,’ Drake affirmed, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. ‘Only if you want to.’ 

 Doubt flicked for a second before she recalled her memory and the undeniable attraction between them earlier. ‘I’d love to.’ 

 Relief flooded his face as soon as the words left her mouth. ‘That’s… uh… wow. D-does tomorrow work for you?’ 

She nodded, speechless by the goofy grin on his face. 

 ‘Seven good?’ 

‘I’ll be waiting.’ 

 Drake’s grin widened. ‘Great. Tomorrow then.’ 

‘Tomorrow,’ Elizabeth promised, standing in the doorway until he’d gotten in the car and drive off before shutting it and leaning against the wall, unable to contain her smile.

-

‘So no indication of what activity he’s got planned?’ Hana called from where she was seated on the couch in the boudoir.

‘Nope, just that he’d pick me up at seven,’ Elizabeth’s voice was muffled as she wrestled herself through yet another outfit suggested by her friends. 

‘I don’t think this is the one.’ She emerged from behind the screen in a frilly pink dress with lace ruffles and immediately wrinkled her nose at the sight of herself in the mirror. ‘I look like a bakery threw up on me.' 

‘You’re right, you’re right,’ Maxwell chimed in, pacing the floor, past the numerous discarded outfits on the floor, waving his hands theatrically as he spoke. ‘We need something versatile, yet elegant. Functional yet fashionable. Simple but classy, understated but not too understated, just the right amount of uh... stated-ness.’ 

‘What about this one?’ Elizabeth asked, stepping out from behind the screen having grabbed another dress and changed into it during his external monologue. 

 Both of her friends lit up at the sight of her. 

 ‘Oh Elizabeth,’ Hana gasped. ‘…that’s perfect,’ Maxwell finished.

-

‘Okay, okay, okay,’ Elizabeth murmured to herself, smoothening her hands down the front of her dress to dry her sweaty palms. ‘He’ll be here any minute now.’ 

With her hair done in loose waves, braided to frame her face and a touch of makeup on, she tried not to pace in anxiety. She’d been on first dates before and this one was no different right? Still she couldn’t shake the feeling that this was important somehow, that it would either make or break their entire relationship or what was left of it. A couple minutes past seven, the doorbell rang and she gave herself a final glance in the mirror before heading to open the door for Drake. His eyes went wide when he saw her. 

‘Wow, you look…'

'Over dressed?’ She offered, smoothening down the front of her green dress again. Out of all the outfits they’d tried on, including her new selection of duchess clothing, her old green dress felt the most right. reaching far back in her memory, past the haziness, she could recall wearing it on that first night in New York when she’d taken Drake, Liam and their friends to the secluded beach. It had always served her well and she’d almost come to think of it as lucky. 

 ‘Stunning,’ Drake finally finished before handing her a bouquet of flowers. ’Not to be cliche but I got you these. I didn’t know which ones you liked..’   

‘They’re perfect,’ she assured him, lifting the lilies to smell their fragrant aroma. ‘You look nice too.’

‘Oh,’ a blush appeared on his cheeks before Drake smoothened down the navy button down he was wearing. ‘Thanks.’

‘So where are we going?’ She piped up, curiosity brimming since the day before once they were in the car. 

 ‘All in good time, Richmond.’ The smile he gave her from across the centre console was enough to warm her inside. 

-

'Watch your step now, it gets a bit finicky here,’ Drake warned. 

They’d only driven about twenty or so minutes before he’d parked the car and grabbed a picnic basket out of the back and gestured for her to come with him. Elizabeth glanced around warily at her surroundings, they were in a different part of the city now, more crowded and congested than she’d seen before, one of the poorer areas she guessed. 

 ‘Are you sure you know where you’re going?’ she asked suspiciously as Drake paused yet again to gather his bearings. 

‘I wouldn’t lead you astray Richmond,’ he assured her before indicating towards a set of stairs. ‘Watch your step now.’ 

 Doubt still sat in the pit of her belly as they picked their way up the narrow staircase that opened up to- 

‘Wow.’ 

Elizabeth took in the view from the spacious rooftop where she could see the entire capital in all her splendour, lights twinkling out like a carpet below her. She turned in a slow circle to take in the fairy lights casting their warm glow down from the canopy hanging over their heads to soft blankets and collection of pillows that was to be their setting tonight. 

 'Would you like a drink?’ 

 She glanced nervously at the green bottle he was holding. After her accident she’d stayed away from any and all forms of drinking and she wasn’t about to test her limits now.   

‘Don’t worry its non-alcoholic,’ Drake added to reassured her. 

 ‘Oh then yes please. This is amazing,’ she breathed accepting a glass. ‘How did you find this place?’ 

He shrugged from where he was kneeling, unpacking the picnic basket. ‘My mum used to buy her spices from the lady that lives downstairs and we used to play up here while waiting for her. It's got the best view of the whole city. Thought you’d like to see.' 

‘Its a phenomenal view,’ she repeated. 

‘Yeah it is,’ he replied and Elizabeth glanced over to see his eyes on her. She coughed nervously, nodding to the two plates of spaghetti carbonara he’d set up. 

 ‘You made that?’ 

'I do have some talents you know..’ 

 ‘You mean something other than hanging in the back of ballrooms and sulking?’ The quip was out of her mouth before she realised and Elizabeth watched an identical look of surprise bloom on Drake’s face before it morphed into a smile. 

 ‘Guess you’ll have to stick around long enough to find out.’ 

‘I guess I’ll be the judge of how good you claim to be,’ she nodded towards the plate, raising a mouthful and taking a bite. 

‘Well?’

‘Not bad, a little too heavy on the salt but I guess that’s to be expected,’ she replied cheekily, testing the waters between them again. 

‘Everyone’s a critic,’ he gestured in mock exasperation but his eyes gleamed back at her.

‘In all seriousness though, this is pretty good. You do good work Walker,’ Elizabeth replied, feeling much more at ease now, a thrill running through her as Drake winked. 

‘You can always count on me to find the right food.’The words rang a distant bell in her head as a strange sense of de ja vu hit her. Where had she heard that?‘

You okay?’ He asked, noting her changed expression. 

‘Yeah it just feels like I’ve heard that before..’

Drake was looking at her more carefully now. ‘That’s probably because I’ve said it before.’

‘Oh?’ Elizabeth leaned forward, ready to hear about this. 

He cleared his throat nervously, a habit she was beginning to recognise as one of his hallmarks. ‘See this one time we were in Italy-‘ 

‘We went to Italy?’ 

‘Yeah with the royal engagement tour,’ he informed her. ‘I’d invited you out to dinner, not unlike this but I didn’t want to call it a date for some reason, probably because...' 

A cool breeze floated through the air, ruffling her hair a little as Elizabeth listened to him recount the story of their first non-date, between bites of spaghetti. 

 ‘Wow,’ she replied when Drake was done. ‘That sounds like me alright… we.. I sound happy.’ She couldn’t help smiling faintly. 

‘Yeah happy that you caught me off my guard for once..’ 

‘Sounds like you didn’t mind too much.’ 

His eyes glittered as he took her in. ‘Yeah, I didn’t.’ 

He was just about to say something else when a string of shouts in Greek rang out from below them, the locals getting into a disagreement of sorts over produce. Drake’s ears went red as the profanities grew louder and louder. 

'Sorry.. not exactly the kind of atmosphere I wanted to have for a first date,’ he laughed nervously.   

'Its okay,' she giggled now that the shouts were dying down. They sat in silence until the sounds of a band playing filtered up to their vantage point. 

 'Would you like to dance?’ Drake asked suddenly. 

Elizabeth’s eyebrows lifted. 'You can dance?' 

'Uhh.. yeah I can,’ he mumbled. 'You taught me actually.'

'Oh I did?’ 

There was still so much she couldn’t remember and that reminder scared Elizabeth to her core. She’d liked all she’d heard and remembered so far but what if there was something she didn’t? What would she do then? 

'Yeah I mean if you don't want to,’ Drake’s ramblings brought her out of her introspection, his voice flat.’It's fine.' 

Elizabeth watched his face fall a little before she made a split second decision, taking a leap of faith. 'No Drake I'd love to.’ 

His head picked up and she nodded again to affirm him before he stood up and held a hand out to her. They made their way to the middle of the rooftop, where under the stars Drake gently positioned them into the starting position for a simple waltz. Elizabeth could not help but inhale sharply at the sensation of his hand in hers, skin warm as he guided her slowly across the floor. Her feet seemed to move of their own accord now, body reponse to his guidance and soon enough they were gliding across the floor in the traditional Cordonian Waltz, Drake’s eyes never leaving hers. 

 ‘I remember,’ she breathed softly, looking down at where their feet moved in perfect complimentary movements. 

 He nodded encouragingly. ‘Your brain may not remember but your muscles do.’ 

 Elizabeth allowed him to spin her into a delicate twirl, her hair and dress trailing behind after her as a sense of peace settled over her for the first time that entire night. Drake was tucking a lock of her hair out of her face from where it had come undone, a small gesture but strangely intimate, fingers gently grazing her ear before dropping back to her waist. Entwined so closely, the word and all her problems seemed to fade away and she took a moment to really take in how handsome he was, slightly fragile in his own way just like she was but handsome none the less. She couldn’t describe it but being right here, right now in this moment just felt inexplicably right..  

‘Have I told you how amazing you look tonight?’ He murmured softly. 

 ‘You have,’ she whispered back just as quietly, not wanting to break the spell they’d weaved together. ‘I think I’ve mentioned how nice you look too. I thought you said you only dress up if there’s someone you wanted to impress.' 

Drake’s eyes never left her as he turned her in another graceful turn before guiding her back to him. 'Yeah well... I guess I found someone worth impressing.' 

She cocked her head to the side. 'Wait why does that sound so familiar?'

He sighed deeply before answering. 'Because I said the exact same thing to you on the night of the Coronation.

'Tell me more?'

As Drake talked the memory took shape in her mind and suddenly she could see it all clearly, playing out in her head as if she was watching a movie. Elizabeth was suddenly hit with the realisation that it was that night that had changed everything for her. Even if he hadn’t been sure about them, she was. And even if Liam had proposed that night, she knew what her answer would be. It was standing right in front of her now. 

 Once again there was that magnetic pull rekindled between them as Elizabeth and Drake stood face to face, lost in each other’s eyes, barely swaying to to music that had long since ceased. If she’d made the choice once, what was stopping her from doing it again. Elizabeth thought to herself, taking him in for the tenth time that night. He was closer now, merely a couple of inches away, close enough for her to reach forward but unmoving, waiting for her to close the gap. Suddenly the prospect of them, of him seemed much too overwhelming as all her insecurities came crashing back in, causing Elizabeth to turn her head away. 

 ‘Sorry,’ she mumbled, ashamed and embarrassed. ‘This is too fast.’ 

 ‘It's okay,’ Drake’s chest rumbled form where it was pressed against hers as he gave her a small reassuring smile. ‘I’ll wait as long as you need to.’ 

‘Thank you for understanding,’ she murmured back, meaning every word. 

‘Besides its getting kinda late, I should be getting you home.’ 

She nodded and a short drive later they were back at the door to her duchy, both standing on the porch, unsure of what to do until Drake finally spoke up. 

'Can I…um… May I kiss you goodnight? On the cheek of course.'

'Oh! Sure,’  He drew in close, planting a chaste kiss on her face. 'Goodnight Richmond.’ He gave her a soft smile. 

 'Goodnight Drake,’ she replied, watching his broad backed figure climb back into his car and drive away before closing the front door and leaning against it. Elizabeth raised a hand to her cheek that radiated warmth from the spot where his lips brushed her face, smiling to herself as she made her way upstairs for the night. 

The smile remained on her face long after she was well asleep. 

-

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No Place Like Home💜

Dedicated to @marvelpotterlove 💜 Thank you for commissioning me and trusting me with your fic. This was a five part series, but I extended it. Basically broke the final chapter in half. Reader is a single real estate agent in Cali. There will be fluff and mild drama. Word Count: 2,338

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Part Five: Boiling Point

"Girl. I don't understand how you're related to those haters, but you'd better get out before they drag you down. They ugly, petty, got bad weave, and they evil, child! I'll be damned if I see you come back with a fucked up closure or damaged leave out all because them city bumpkins can't take!" Ang is right, the fam is toxic and annoying, and they keep trying you but as much as you complain you can't just make yourself drop them.. they're your family.

"They are complete messes, yes, but they're still blood, Ang. Unfortunately, it's thicker than water."

"That's not how the full phrase goes, it's a dangerous misinterpretation," Erik interjects. He's been lying on the bottom bunk with you, chillin. "The actual phrase is 'The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.' You're more tightly bound to the family you choose than the family you're assigned at birth. So in essence... Cut them bitches off and level up."

"Is that restaurant boy?! I wanna see him, I haven't laid eyes on him yet. Let me facetime. Can he hear me?"

"No, he c-"

"Yes, I can hear you," he cuts in again and you have to wonder now what else he's heard. Probably a lot more than you care to think about or unpack. She FaceTimes and you angle the phone at Erik. He salutes with two fingers and her voice goes up what sounds like ten octaves.

"Ok! You are cuuuuteee!" Her grin is so wide showing all her perfect teeth. His answering smile is lazy and sweet, his lids floating shut with long lashes on display.

"Cute? Sis, I'm a grown ass man."

"You right, Sir. You fine as hell. Damn. Y/N? Damn. I know you better, hmmm.. Girl!"

"She did," Erik blurts causing your heart rate to spike. You smack him in the arm to shut him up. The screen angle changes and you're suddenly staring at the seat cushion of Ang's car. Her grinning face eventually comes back into view.

"BITCH! Are you two a thing now, or? Because this needs to happen. Here I am expecting you to look depressed and you're there thriving. Look at you all boo'd up."

"We're not a thing. He was just helping me.. de-stress."

"Righhht... His dick just happened to slip inside of you for therapeutic purposes," Ang's angular brow rose in faux judgement.

"Aight but tell her about the bachelorette party," Erik interjected. Your deep sigh gave away the nature of the story.

"What they do," Ang demanded to know, protective as ever.

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Screams mingled with a loud masculine voice in the living room, "Get down! All of you! On the floor!" Instantly you and cousin Shaquel dropped to the floor behind the counter, silent and out of sight, listening. Your heart heaved in your chest. "Looks like you women were having a party," a second man's voice yells. "All you need is the.. Strippers!" In unison they yelled and the women's fear turned into loud hoops and aggressive cheers.

"Damn.. I dropped my cheesestick," Shaquel groaned kissing her teeth. You were just glad they were strippers and not robbers. Heading into the living room, you found a space in the audience and sipped on your third canned soda of the night. Jamila's future in-laws were long gone. Mom and Aunt Iris were gone. That one was probably for the best. Looking at the strippers, only one was cute. The cute one was chocolate with small dark eyes are bow shaped lips. He was cut but still thick and a bit stocky. The way he danced, he was working hard for his coin. The other guy couldn't really dance so much as grind and thrust, but the cute one was putting on a show. 'When We' by Tank came on and he killed that dance like he was auditioning for the next Step Up movie. You took a few dollars from your pocket to throw out of respect. That man was working.

"I know you ain't thirsting over a stripper when you got that delectable piece of ass you don't near deserve. I'll never understand that one," Jamira said cutting her eyes. Why she was staring at you, you didn't know. It was actually hilarious because here she was engaged and still flirting with your man in front of you. You were tempted to tell her about herself.

"Jamira, I've been real patient with you.. Don't try me right now."

"Or what? My nigga you mad 'cause I'm right. That nigga too cute for yo ugl'ass. Die mad."

"Jamira? Turn around and enjoy your strippers," you cautioned, "I'm over here minding my business."

"If you wanted to watch the stripper, you'd watch the stripper, but you running ya mouth. Obviously you got some shit to say!" The party was shifting, the animosity growing. Jamira was drunk and starting to really speak her mind. A bridesmaid came to her side, rubbing her arm to calm her but she snatched away, clapping to emphasize her words. "Nah, this fatass bitch always wanna sit back and judge some shit like she somebody important and she ain't, but she think cuz she got a little money or whatever she better than us."

Whoah, never had you uttered those words and if you ever thought ill of them, it all stemmed from the way they treated you. You'd never dare to treat anyone the way these folks treated you and they called themselves your family? The disrespect was real. "I don't know what gave you that impression, but I never disrespected any of you guys. That's something unique to you, mom, and Aunt Iris." Jamira couldn't hear nor was she listening, she just kept yelling and it was obvious she was trying to find a way to hurt you with her words. It was what the family did best, lash out.

"She just a stuck-up, nappy-ass nobody trying to be special in Cali and I hope that pretty ass nigga runs right over through her ass because she ain't shit and ain't gone be shit.. and that's what the fuck I got to say." She collapsed into the sofa and commanded the attention to return to the strippers with an aggressive hand gesture. Immediately, the onlookers refocused on the dancers unwilling to piss off the bride-to-be.

Part of you said drop it and let her have it, but the part of you that had grown stronger and stronger since arriving back in New York told you to stand firm. You'd let Jamira, your mom, and your aunt 'have it' way too many times over the years and honestly you were beyond fed up.

"If I'm stuck up, Jamira, I deserve to be. I work for everything I got and I do it well. This nappy ass hair? It's healthy, it's thick, it's strong, and it's long." You flipped your pressed inches. "..Just like my man's dick and no matter how many times you come onto him like a cheap prom date from Hell, you will never get it."

"That's what you think? Heh. Watch me. I'll be sitting on his face before you leave town," Jamira replied boldly. No one in the room knew what to do, but watch the spat. The strippers stopped moving, unsure of whether to continue.

"No. You watch yourself because the next time you say or do something trifling to me I'll really embarrass you," you pointed willing to take it there.

"Bitch, you can't do a damn thing," Jamira snapped jumping up. She stood inches away looking as if she was ready to swing and she was inching closer like she was about to.

"If you want to get married with a black eye, touch me. I beat your ass in high school I can do it again--"

"NO! ..No. We not doing this. Jamira, sit down! Y/N? Just leave, okay? Nothing against you, but leave," Shaquel waved toward the door and without a glance backward, you exited stage left. You were still heated. Once outside, you had to call an uber. All this ubering made you wish you never came back to New York in the first place. It was pricey. After standing outside for fifteen minutes, a car finally came to take you back to the house.

"Why you back here, ain't you supposed to be at the bachelor party," India said letting you in. Obviously, you'd interrupted her slumber. She yawned loudly. Erik must've been upstairs in the room. "I got sleepy and decided to turn in early," you lied. "Bullshit. I heard you was out causing problems," she sighed accusingly. Instead of responding, you headed for the stairs.

"Don't walk away from me in my house, get your ass back here and answer me," India croaked. "Why you out here causing problems with my daughter like you ain't got no damn sense?"

"Did you know your daughter tried to sleep with my boyfriend?" He may have been a fake boyfriend, but she didn't know that!

"Hmph," India scoffed with a slight smirk, "That's what ya ass get for parading him. If ya'll so tight, why you worried?"

"You know what mom? I let a lot of things go and I shut my mouth and maybe that's why y'all think I'm some doormat, but I'm done holding my tongue.."

"Child please, save the dramatics for Cali. We're all adults in this house. If you bold enough to say something, say it!"

"I'm not doing this tonight," you sighed knowing a whole guilt trip was coming. "I'm going to bed."

"You going to bed.. hmph. I carried you for nine months and then I carried you and your sister until you were eighteen, but you going to bed. Must feel good to be spoiled with all this damn freedom. Leaving whenever the hell you please. Hell, I wanted to sleep but you done woke my ass up knocking on my damn door! The sacrifices I made for this family, I did to keep us together and then your lil raggedy fast ass wanna run to California and rub elbows with the rich and famous like we ain't shit. If anything you need to look inside yaself and get that straight. You're ungrateful and you're selfish. Your daddy was a selfish deadbeat and you turned out just like his ass, despite my teaching. I was your mother and your father.. and you just gone leave across the country? What about us?"

"I sent you guys money and I visited, but how often do you expect me to visit when every time I come all you do is tell me I'm ugly, I'm fat, I'm selfish, I'll never get a man. Every time I come here you do anything you to try to break me down. Since I was fifteen! That's all you've done! Of course I don't wanna be around that!"

"You just can't take criticism. You never could. Just like ya big-headed daddy. I hope to God you have a kid one day. I do. One who will ruin your damn life and expose to you just how selfish you are so you can see!"

"Goodnight," you waved dismissively walking to the stairs. She kept talking as you ascended, but you tuned her out. Everything but the threat.

"Be at the wedding rehearsal tomorrow. Grown heifer. And I swear if you mess things up we're gonna have a real problem."

Without a response, you turned the corner spotting Erik. He was standing in the hall, listening. He stretched out his arms and you walked into them resting your head against his chest. You stayed like that for a while before the two of you went back to the room. You were so over this wedding, India, and Jamila.

"You finally snapped," Erik said staring at you in awe. You'd wanted to do that for so long and you still didn't say what you could've said, but as irritated as you were it felt good to talk back. It was obvious he was trying not to say too much, but it looked like he had lot to say.

"You should've heard me at the the bachelorette party," you offered and his eyes begged for more information. You recounted the whole night from the time he left up to the point where you almost fought your sister at her own party.

"What would you say if we didn't go to the wedding," you asked trying to figure out your next move. Erik shrugged, leaving the decision in your hands. "I'll do whatever you want. I'm here for you," he stressed. Hm. You could go to the wedding like planned, suck it up and then disappear right back to Cali. You could pack up and leave the house right now to stay at a hotel. You could even go back downstairs to say how you really felt. The options were limitless. You decided to think on it longer. In fact, you'd sleep on it. Decide tomorrow.

"You need some head to clear your mind?" Erik smirked. He'd been watching you brainstorm. It was an interesting offer, an option you hadn't considered. "Get some head, go to sleep, and whatever you choose to do in the morning, I'll roll with it," he suggested. It was a solid plan.

"Okay... but I need to work off some of this tension and negative energy so let me suck your dick instead."

He jerked back slightly in surprise, "Who said we can't do both? But I'm going first."

"Who's this supposed to be for, me or you," you teased feeling lighter already. There was something about his energy that could lift a person out of any cloud of negativity. It was like he'd been through so much personally, he could relate to anything. His presence was a miracle and a blessing.

---

"So I interrupted y'alls little sinfest," Ang smiled. Throughout the story her expression had changed more times than Kanye's allegiance. She was on an emotional rollercoaster and you knew she was right there with you in all that you were saying. "Don't go," she said firmly. "Leave those chickenheads where they are and check into a hotel. I will finance it myself, just leave." She was so serious. She never liked the fam, especially Jamira. The white couch incident was still clear in her mind.

"I'm going to sleep and then I'm going to make a decision tomorrow. I'll keep you updated."

"Alrighty. Well you two kids have fun and 'de-stress'," Ang said with air quotes. She couldn't stop smiling, though it was slight, you knew your friend and from the bottom of her heart she believed you and Erik were together or about to become an item. To be honest, it would be nice. He presence alone did so much for your mood and he was so wise and considerate. You needed him around in your daily life to keep you emotionally and mentally stable. After signing off with Ang, you curled up with Erik behind you on the lower bunk and went to sleep.

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[thelastspeecher]

Mearl McGucket kills a politician/hero/someone by their def as Bad that's been making things difficult on Sally and she hadn't had time to take care of herself yet, and makes her favorite flowers grow in a heart shaped patch around the body for Valentine's day. Or just the villain guck parents doing something criminal and cute for their date on Valentine's day.

...I did something a bit different, hope you don’t mind, Anon.  Technically they’re doing criminal stuff, and it happens on Valentine’s Day, but I ended up turning this into when Ma and Pa Guck meet in this AU.  If they sound rather green or inexperienced, that’s because they are.  This happens when they’re still a bit new to the whole villain gig.

              Sallyflew through the open window on the second floor.  She landed softly, a move that had alwaysgranted she was completely silent.  Butnot tonight.  There was a small crunchunderneath her foot.

              Dammit. Sally crouched down to inspect what she had landed on.  She picked it up with a frown.  A seed?  As she looked around, she could see otherseeds scattered across the floor.  Shestood.  I know that this is a farm-heavy district, but fer a building housin’the offices of politicians, they should at least try to keep it clean.  She summoned a small, quiet breeze to allowher to hover an inch or so above the seed-covered floor.  She flew silently down the hall, looking atthe placards placed by the doors.  Come on, come on.  Where’s his office?  She turned a corner and could see a sliver oflight in the otherwise darkened hallway, leaking from underneath a closeddoor.  Bingo.  Sally made her way tothe door.  Just as she was about to reachfor the handle, she heard someone speak.

              “Now, Mr.Turner, ya should’ve figured you’d tick off farmin’ folk with this here bill,”a male voice drawled from behind the closed door.  The voice was languid and warm, likemolasses, but an undertone of venom cut through the words.  “Yer new ‘round here, so maybe ya haven’theard that folks what tick off farmers tend to go…missin’.”

              Shit! Someone’s here already! Panicking, Sally slammed the door with her shoulder, putting all herweight behind it.  The door didn’t budge.

              “Sorry towhoever’s out there, but yer goin’ to have to wait yer turn to speak with thesenator,” the voice called cheerfully.

              No! This is my score!  Sallyslammed into the door again.  Somethingtickled her left foot.  She lookeddown.  A few plant tendrils wereslithering underneath the door.  Plants? How the hell am I s’pposed to get rid of plants?  Sally took a deep breath.  Calmdown.  Just think.  These plants are clearly bein’ forced to growup here.  It’s not a hospitableenvironment, but whoever’s doin’ this has enough power to counteract that.  She pressed her ear against the door.  Thevoice from before had resumed speaking with the senator.

              “Carlisle– can I call ya Carlisle?”  There was abeat.  “Look, Carlisle, yer cityfolk.  Ya can’t possibly understand whatthe folks ‘round here need.”  

              He’s distracted.  All ya have to do is tip the scales in yerfavor.  Make the environment just badenough that the plants die off ‘fore he realizes.  Sally shook her fingers out, loosening hermuscles.  You’ve only done this successfully once, and under lil to nopressure.  But you can do this. She closed her eyes and began to summon thecarbon dioxide from the senator’s room. Molecules of nitrogen, argon, helium, and other trace gases filtered into replace the carbon dioxide being lost, keeping the pressure the same.  Whoever was on the other side of the doorcontinued to talk, not noticing that the plants were slowly suffocating.  Sally looked down again.  The plant tendrils were gone.  She pressed her hand against the door,testing the doorknob.  It opened.  A grin spread across her face.  Niceone, Sally.  She slammed the dooropen.

              “Backaway from the senator,” she snarled.  Theman currently standing before the senator spun around.  Sally felt a slight flush spread across herface.

              Oh, no. He’s cute.  The man had darkhair and a large nose that took up the majority of his face.  His clothes were worn and dirt-stained, likehe had just come from the fields.  Heseemed soft, warm like his voice.  Atleast, he would be if he wasn’t currently glaring at her.

              “Great, asuperhero!” the man said, throwing his hands into the air.  Sally let out a derisive laugh.

              “Superhero?  Yeah, right.” She strode over to the man.  “I’ma villain, mister.  Got it?”

              “Well,I’m the only active villain ‘round these parts.”

              “I camehere to settle a score with Senator Turner.”

              “Toolate, lady.  I got here first,” the mansnarled.  Sally glowered.

              He’s taller than me.  She hovered a couple inches higher.  Better.

              “Don’tcare,” she snapped.  “He’s my score.  Not some two-bit hick’s!”

              “Two-bit-!  I’ll have ya know, my name’s Hemlock.  And I don’t take kindly to city slickerscomin’ in here, haranguin’ me, and insultin’ me!”

              “Don’tcare,” Sally repeated.  She shovedHemlock to the side and floated over to the senator, who was tied to a chairwith vines.  She lowered her face untilher mouth was right next to his ear. “Howdy, Carly,” she whispered. Carlisle’s face went deathly white. “Still think I don’t have what it takes?”

              “P-please,just- just- you can do anything, just don’t hurt me,” Carlisle stammered.  Something wrapped around Sally’s torso andpulled her back, then dropped her onto the floor.

              “I toldya, he’s mine!” Hemlock said.  Sally gotto her feet.

              “No, heain’t.  Under no circumstances will yaget to make him disappear, okay?  I’ve beendreamin’ ‘bout doin’ this fer years!” Sally said firmly.  Hemlock rolled his eyes.

              “What,did he take yer dollies from ya or somethin’?”

              “Did helet the cows out of yer barn or somethin’?” Sally retorted.

              “No, heupped the taxes on all farm-related goods, and proposed legislation that wouldmake it impossible fer farmers to sell to stores.”  Hemlock glared at Carlisle.  “He’s tryin’ to destroy the livelihoods ofpeople.  That’s somethin’ he deserves todisappear for.”

              “And justwho do ya have in line to replace him?” Sally asked, crossing her arms.

              “I ain’ttellin’ ya.”

              “Hmph.”  Sally waved her hand.  A gust of wind picked Hemlock up and slammedhim into the wall, then held him there. “I don’t think I’ll let ya down ‘til ya do.”

              “Park,”Hemlock spat.  Sally looked over,surprised.

              “LuciusPark?”

              “That’sthe one.”

              “Huh.  Would’ve thought a hillbilly like yourselfwouldn’t want some big city fat cat runnin’ his district.”

              “Park’sgood people.  Not like Senator Turner.”

              “Couldn’tagree more,” Sally said.  Another gust ofwind picked up, opening a window.  Shegrabbed the back of Carlisle’s chair and began to drag him over to the openedwindow.

              “No!”Carlisle shouted desperately.  “No!  Please, sis, I’ll- I’ll-”

              “Eat yerwords?” Sally asked.  “No.  You’ll eat pavement.”  She let go of the wind holding upHemlock.  Hemlock promptly fell to thefloor.  Sally lifted Carlisle’s chair andset it on the windowsill.  “Bye,brother.”  She pushed the chair.  Carlisle fell towards the ground,screaming.  She turned.  Hemlock was staring at her, his eyes wide.

              “Ya- yajust-”

              “No, Ididn’t kill him,” Sally said dismissively. “Just scared him a bit.  Nothin’less than he deserves.”  She looked backtowards the open window.  “He’s currentlybein’ carried to the folks what hired me fer this job.  They’ll handle it from there.  But they didn’t have a plan in place fer whothey’d replace him with, so I’m glad you do.”

              “Yeah.  Park’s villain-friendly,” Hemlock said,standing up and brushing himself off.

              “I know.”

              “So,what’s yer name then, scary lady?” he asked. Sally held out her hand for him to shake.  He shook her hand.

              “Sirocco.”

              “Sirocco.  Pretty.”

              “Thanks.”

              “Yawouldn’t’ve happened to know him, would ya? He did call ya ‘sis’.”

              “Hmm.  Must’ve been a slip of the tongue,” Sallysaid dismissively.  Hemlock nodded.  He stuffed his hands into his pockets.

              “So,Sirocco.  How come I haven’t seen ya‘round here ‘fore?”

              “I mostlyoperate out of New York.”

              “Wow.  A big city villain got a job takin’ care ofan Arkansas state senator?  This had tohave been personal.”

              “And ifit was?”

              “No skinoff my nose.”

              “Ratherimpressive, given how large it is,” Sally said. Hemlock’s eyes widened.  He letout a snort of laughter.  “…That didn’tinsult ya?”

              “Nah.  I’ve heard everything ‘bout my honker.”  Hemlock grinned suddenly.  “Say, Sirocco, how’s ‘bout a date?”

              “A-pardon?” Sally asked, taken aback. Hemlock’s grin grew broader.

              “A date.  Since yer kidnappin’ senators on Valentine’sDay, I figure ya don’t have a boyfriend.”

              “Y- you’dbe right.”

              “Howabout it, then?”  Hemlock shook hissleeve.  A seed fell onto the floor.  It promptly sprouted and bloomed, revealingit to be a rose.  Hemlock picked it andheld it out.  “I know it’s a bit bold ofme, but…”

              “I likebold,” Sally replied, taking the rose from him.

              Is this stupid?  Mom and Dad would be fit to fry if ya datedsome farm villain.  Hemlock’s grayeyes twinkled with excitement.  Ya just threw yer older brother out thewindow.  Ya can’t care what Mom ‘n Dadthink anymore.  Sally shook her head,trying to hide a smile.

              “Allright, Hemlock.  It’s a date.”

              “Wait,really?”  Hemlock seemed legitimately surprised.

              “…Yes?”

              “Oh.”  Hemlock blinked.  “Oof. I weren’t expectin’ ya to say yes.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Now I’ve got to figure out where the date ‘ll be.”

              “There’sa nice Italian place in Little Rock that’s also a front fer a villainy operation,”Sally suggested.  “Villains there get a20% discount on their meals.”

              “Oh!  Sal’s.  Yeah.”  Hemlock’s grin was back,but a bit hesitant.  “I’ll see ya atSal’s tomorrow night, at 6:30.”

              “Soundsgood.”  Sally walked over to thewindow.  “Think ya can find somethin’ towear that doesn’t have dirt on it, farm boy?”

              “I’llwear somethin’ nice,” Hemlock said.  “Butyou have to, too.”  Sally grinned.

              “You gotit.”  She dove out of the window.  Winds picked up, prepared to carry herhome.  “I’ll see ya tomorrow,Hemlock.”  Hemlock rushed over to thewindow.

              “It’sMearl, actually,” he said.  Sally smiled.

              “Myname’s Sally.”

              “Prettyname fer a pretty lady.”  Sally winked athim.

              “Justwait until ya see me in a dress.”  Withthat, she flew away.

#why yes Sally does take a job that involves kidnapping her older brother #bc he said she didn't have what it takes to be a villain #Sally's fairly passive re: her estranged family in most AUs #but not in this AU. she's a villain. she doesn't do passive #Ma McGucket #Pa McGucket #Superhero/villain AU #my writing #ficlet #ask #Anonymous

[askthedespairkids]

A World Without Assassins

*The two walk side by side, Sly messing with his knife looking kinda of nervous*

Maki: What’s up with you? You’ve been weird ever since you asked me to hang out.

Sly: I don’t know, honestly I’m kinda nervous about this. It’s almost like this is our first time doing something together.

Maki: Outside of any missions? Yeah, it is. Unless you count New York on New Year’s Day.

Sly: That was a uh…. Special day. Thank you for being there for me, you always seem to know when i need you most.

Maki: You get this look on your face, that’s why. Other people don’t notice it, but your eyes give you away. For an assassin, you aren’t perfect when it comes to hiding your emotions.

Sly: Is that really a bad thing though?

Maki: To some, yeah I think it would be. Assassins are supposed to be emotionless so they can’t get attached to their targets or potential targets. And yet...no, never mind.

Sly: Hmmm…. Hey when have i ever been known to not handle a target.

Maki: That’s not what I mean. But I think you go easier on the ones you feel something towards. Ones you have history with, and there have been a few.

Sly: I mean as much as people think that assassins have no humanity, since I've taken over its something i try to pride myself and my people with. We aren’t just killing machines, we’re people with interests and feelings and all that other stuff. In some cases it makes us stronger.

Maki: When did you start talking deep? I bet it was that class of yours. You hanging out with entertainers and writers and all these people...it’s odd.

Sly: My class is great, I feel like I’ve grown a lot because of people that I have met and interacted with, but I can’t lie there were a lot of times where I missed being home.

Maki: That’s not really weird. No matter who you are, as long as you have a sense of what constitutes “home” then you’re bound to miss it at some point.

Sly: Maybe I shouldn’t have left. What kind of leader abandons his people?

Maki: I mean, you made it so people could handle it without you around for a while. And besides, I think being away has been good for you…

Sly: *Playfully* Did you miss me Maki?

Maki: Do you wanna die?

Sly: Hmph. Well I missed you. At the beginning it was weird not seeing you everyday and as the days went on you’d often come mind and then one day you just showed up.

Maki: Yeah, thank Kurosaki for that one. He told me where you were and I was still kinda pissed off at you...well, I’ll admit I’m still angry about it now. But I can look past everything that happened. I dunno what Kurosaki knows, but I need to be here.

Sly: I’m not sure either. The guy knows a lot more than you would think by interacting with him. But either way at first I was upset he brought you here but I think it might be better this way.

Maki: You think so? Good to know we agree on something…

Sly: Let’s go somewhere.

Maki: Somewhere? That’s oddly vague of you.

Sly: You trust me right? I just wanna show you something.

Maki: ...alright, whatever.

*Sly leads Maki to his favorite spot on the island. The cafe/spa that looks over the rest of the island*

Sly: This is it.

Maki: I’ve...never been here before. This is kinda remote. Why is this place in the dorm building?

Sly: I don’t ask any questions. But I love the atmosphere.

Maki: ...it’s like that cafe we had to work together for a job. You remember? It was a year before you got the letter for Hope’s Peak.

Sly: You think so? Maybe that’s why I’m so drawn to this place.

Maki: I can see what you mean by the atmosphere. It’s almost soothing.

Sly: We should order some tea. I think you’d like it.

Maki: If you say so. You know this place better than I do.

Sly: Get anything you want. I’m a regular so I got it. I know how much you like sweets.

Maki: Well…*She scans the menu* I’m not really sure what’s good here.

Sly: *He smiles* So you want me to help you. Hmmmm I think you’d really like the cinnamon rolls they have here with a side of sweet tea.

Maki: Alright then. I’ll trust you and go with that.

*The two order and eventually their food comes out*

Sly: *He sighs* This is nice.

Maki: Certainly a nice change of pace from the work we’re usually given here. *She bites in the cinnamon roll* ...ah, it really is good! You actually picked something nice.

Sly: Did you expect me not to?

Maki: It was a joke. Hah. But this food...it’s like an Ultimate Baker works here or something.

Sly: *He laughs* You’re cute. You’re almost right, they almost became the Ultimate Baker but thankfully they didn’t or else this place would be a lot more busy.

Maki: *She ignores the ‘cute’ comment* Yeah. Probably wouldn’t even get a table majority of the time.

Sly: You know I’m not too good in social situations so I definitely wouldn’t be here as much as I am if it was busy. It’s like my little secret.

Maki: It’s a good secret to have. *She takes a sip of the tea* Now...Are you and Watanabe dating?

Sly: *He looks shocked* Wh-What?

Maki: I was talking to that one kid in your class. Hypnotist. Said you two get along well. Says anytime he sees you with someone in your class, it usually with Watanabe.

Sly: We-We’re just friends. She always makes fun of me, calling me a harem protagonist like we’re living in a manga.

Maki: She’s the Ultimate Harem Mangaka, right? Obviously that’s how her mind would work.

Sly: It makes sense in a way, I just don’t fully understand why I’m her target.

Maki: ...geez, you’re still so dense.

Sly: What do you mean? I don’t have a harem.

Maki: Obviously, you’d need to have a flock of people around you at all times and you’re too intimidating for most. That’s not what I meant though...but if you don’t get it, then it’s fine.

Sly: You know I hate when you do that.

Maki: *She smirks* I know.

Sly: *He takes a sip of his tea and then takes a deep breathe* On a serious note though……

Maki: Hmm? What is it?

Sly: I don’t really know where you and I stand in terms of our relationship but I’ve decided that I wanna help you achieve your goal.

Maki: ...a world without the need for assassins, you mean?

Sly: Mhm. I want you to have that normal life you always talked about, and i realize that with assassins still around you can’t truly have that. So I wanna help you.

Maki: You know what that would mean, right? Disbanding or repurposing the agency. Having to find something else for you to do with your life. Not to mention you might have to deal with protests.

Sly: My whole life, I’ve been groomed to be the best assassin in the world. I was groomed to eventually lead the cause. But I wanna do something different. I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for you. So I wanna lead our organization into something better. And maybe that means we can both live normal lives, maybe even build one together. That’s more important to me than surpassing my dad, I won’t let his shadow control me anymore.

Maki: ...I feel like we cause more harm than good. It’s just better if we do this. I’ll admit, I wasn’t sure if I could do it alone, but if you’re gonna help then there’s a much better chance of success.

Sly: You’re my partner. Of course you’d convince me eventually *He smiles*

Maki: We’re not partners. We’re friends.

Sly: Y-Yeah friends. *He hits his head* Damn it, why am I feeling like a lil kid.

Maki: It’s not like either of us really have a proper chance to grow up. But don’t hit yourself like that, you’ll bruise.

Sly: I’m glad you care Maki.

Maki: Not like either of us had a lot of people we could care about growing up. We have to look after each other.

Sly: Always and Forever.

Maki: *She smiles a little* It’s nice seeing you relaxed. Almost like a normal teen…

Sly: Once we turn world back to normal, we’ll truly be normal adults helping rebuild society.

Maki: Yeah...so, *She sips her tea again* If not Watanabe, maybe it’s Kurosaki? Few people would go so far for one person they’re just friends with.

Sly: …..If I have it my way, it’ll be you.

Maki: …..*She sighs and sets her cup down* Sly...I don’t know what’s going on with me, but you can’t pushing this. If anything it’ll just muddle everything further.

Sly: I know you like Akamatsu, but I….*He sighs*

Maki: I can’t give you a clear answer right now. Sorry.

Sly: Don’t be. If we become something more of course I’d be happy but if not and you end up with her, I won’t be upset. As long as you get that normal life and don’t have to think about bloodshed anymore.

Maki: That’s what I want for you too.

Sly: Look at us, who would’ve thought years ago we would be here together talking about a life without bloodshed. Things really change. I think we’ve both grown.

Maki: It’s these other Ultimates. That’s the only explanation I can think of.

Sly: I wouldn’t be surprised. You would think assassins live for something like the world ending, where they can do whatever they want and business would be greater but here we are trying to save the world. Two little orphans change the world *He laughs*.

Maki: Yeah, it’s really something. Of course we still have to actually change the world before we can brag about it.

Sly: It’s like our mission and if there’s one thing that's true, its that when you and I are together we always find a way.

Maki: Right. I’ll be counting on you one last time then for this mission.

Sly: Wouldn’t have it any other way.

#Maki Harukawa #Sly #DR

[fanfic-inator795]

WoY/Skeleton Dance Oneshot: If My Heart Was a House

Plot: “Uh huh, I see... And how many planets does Wander have?” “NONE! Zero! I don’t even think he has a house!”

((Wow, haven’t written one of these in a while! Buuuut I still love the Skeleton Dance pairing to bits, and this one line from ‘The It’ - that I haven’t even watched recently, it just popped into my head but whatever - resulted in me thinking of a certain idea and writing a whole fic about it. So, yeah, enjoy the fluff! ^v^))

“...Do you have a house somewhere?”

Wander looked up, giving his date a curious look. Even if Hater had gotten better at asking questions and making an effort to get to know people, he still didn’t just ask them out of the blue like this - especially when they were this specific, yet didn’t relate to him in any way. Still, Wander had no reason not to give him an answer. “Well, no. Not in this Galaxy, at least.”

Hater furrowed his brow. “So you do have a house somewhere?”

“If I do, it’s escapin’ my memory at the moment,” Wander told him, though he didn’t seem too bothered by this, “Oh! There was this one house was made for me by a lovely planet by the name of Janet! It was…” His smile faltered a bit. “It was, ah… heh, a bit much, to be honest, and I only spent an hour or so there. But, it was still a very lovely home!” And he hoped that, now that Janet was a bit more habitable, maybe she’d encourage some other creatures to make a home on her.

“...Wait, so you’ve met an actual living- Right. Of course you have.” His wandering weirdo of a boyfriend just giggled at that. “But I mean, an actual house that you lived in and just decided to leave one day to be a traveler or universal helper or whatever.”

“Heh, if I did, I’d imagine that it’s gotten preeeeetty dirty by now. Maybe someone who needs it is livin’ there now! Or maybe they tore it down to make other things. All that wood or metal or brick or whatever it was made of would probably do a lotta good.” The nomad then pondered for an extra moment or two as he sipped his drink. “I don’t think I had a house anywhere though… Pretty sure I don’t.”

At this point, Hater was used to his boyfriend’s sort of carefree attitude. In fact, hardly anything about Wander surprised him anymore, and even the things that had once been considered annoying (and even the things that still were annoying) were now so familiar that he’d almost miss them if they were apart for too long. But even so… Who was just so nonchalant about something like this?

“Did you ever have a house, Hater?” Wander asked suddenly, making Hater flinch a bit. The skeletal lord then scowled, mumbling his answer under his breath. “...I-I’m sorry, Hater, I didn’t quite catch that. What-?”

“I SAID I DON’T REMEMBER!” Hater shouted. He ignores the various stares that he’s now getting from around the cafe and instead simply glares into his mug of hot chocolate. “I don’t… I mean, I remember a ship crash, sort of… And some old city, and finding my van and Peepers, but…”

“It’s okay,” he heard a quiet voice tell him. Hater glanced back up, and while Wander is giving him another warm smile, this one doesn’t quite meet the nomad’s eyes. “I don’t always remember everything either, but it’s okay.”

There’s a comfortable moment of silence between them, and their hands end up meeting under the small table, an action neither of them even needs to think about.

“...Hmph, it’d probably be a waste if you did have a house.”

“Oh, and why’s that?” Wander asked, once again more intrigued than offended.

“Well, cause you’re you!” Hater replied, as if it’s the simplest answer in the universe, “Not only would you have to leave it all the time to travel and help and stuff, but you’re such a goody-goody that you’d purposely make it as small as possible so that you weren’t in anyone’s way. And I know you don’t like having a ton of stuff, and you get the stuff you do want from your hat-”

“Need,” Wander corrected him, reaching up to adjust the rim of his helpful headpiece ever-so-slightly.

“Right right, need from your hat, so you wouldn’t even need a closet or a dresser. And you’d use a campfire to cook your food probably, and- Well, by that point you don’t even need a house! That’s why you don’t have one! Because you’d barely even use it!”

“Heh, sounds about right to me,” the nomad chuckled. It was true, he didn’t really need much. He could easily survive on just a few veggies a day and the upbeat tunes of his banjo on most days. And he did love exploring, so he probably wouldn’t be home very often, if it all. It’d be his house in name only. So Hater was right on the money in those aspects. Although, he was wrong about one thing…

“I don’t think I’d have a tent though,” he explained, taking another quick sip of his honey tea before continuing, “Tents are great for travelin’ and givin’ you shelter at a short notice, but as for a house to live in… Well, I think I’d like a BIG house!”

Hater gaped at him. “You… You’re serious? You, of all people, would actually want to live in a MANSION?!”

“Oh no, definitely not a mansion!” Wander laughed, “That’d be pretty, sure, but wayyyy too fancy for me! I’d just want a big house with lots of spare rooms and space, for friends to stay in, or for people who just need a place to rest their head for the night.”

“Ahhh,” Hater nodded. Okay, that definitely sounded more like Wander. “Right… Would you want to have an observatory in your house? You know, so you could still see the stars and stuff?”

Wander shook his head. “Nah, I’d still want to look at the stars up close. Although, I wouldn’t mind havin’ huge windows. Nothing like having a great view! Probably a big dining room too… And a kitchen able to cook plenty of yummy treats, and a nice back porch to sit on during warm night, and a big gym room with plenty of equipment-”

“Wait, you like working out?” Hater questioned.

“No, but Sylvia does!” Wander grinned, “And I’d make sure it would have everything she’d need! Ooh, and a pool too! Syl just loves goin’ for relaxing swims, and I bet we could put in a fun water slide too!”

“Hmm,” the skeleton nodded, “And what about a tv room? You can’t have a house without somewhere to watch tv!”

“Of course!” Wander agreed, “I’d have a nice lil’ tv room with lots of couches and pillows and blankets, and a game room too! With billiards and darts and board games-” His smile grew a bit- “Of course I can’t forget all your favorite vidya games, Hater!”

“Hmph,” Hater crossed his arms, trying to hide his smirk, “if you’re really gonna put all the games that I want in there, the place would probably look more like an arcade than just a game room!”

“Works for me!”

“And the house has to have a music room!” Hater yelled in a tone that most would call demanding, but Wander could hear it as enthusiasm, “Somewhere where I can play my guitar and record all my awesome rock songs! And you would have your banjo and piano and any other instruments you play there too.” Though he didn’t think amps for banjos were a thing, but he was sure Wander didn’t care.

“Yeah, that sounds great! Oh! And we can’t forget Mister Peepers! Hmmm…” The nomad tapped his chin in thought. “How ‘bout a library! Course, that’d be a room that everyone could enjoy but, I’m sure Mister Peepers would enjoy havin’ a quiet place to read up on strategies and weapons and all that. Maybe we’d make sure he’d have his own lil’ home office too!”

“Knowing how hard he works, it’d probably end up being his bedroom too,” Hater told him, rolling his eyes slightly, “And speaking of bedrooms, they’d all have to have huge beds in them, and you couldn’t paint any of the bedroom walls with the bright colors that you probably like if you want anyone to actually sleep in them.”

“Fair enough! Hmm, maybe we could have houseguests choose their favorite colors then!” Wander suggested, “And, if there wasn’t already a room that was painted their favorite color then, well, we’d just pick a room, do a quick paint job and, ta-da!”

A completely silly idea, so it didn’t surprise Hater at all that Wander was completely on board for it. “Would that be how the rest of the house would look then?” he asked, “Just random colors and decoration things that people like? Or would it just have star or space-themed decorations cause that’s the stuff you like?” Frankly, it was hard for him to imagine his own home without its lightning bolt and skull-themed decor, but would Wander even care about the decor?

Probably not, and this was only further proven by the nomad’s undecided shrug. “I’m not sure! Haven’t really thought much on decor. Although, there is one last thing that any house of mine would just HAVE to have.”

Hater sat up slightly at that. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“A giant balloon.”

He blinked. “...What?”

“Or, maybe a bunch’a lil’ balloons that are as strong as one big balloon! Or a giant engine attached to the back of the house. Or maybe a hover pad buried under the house would be easier,” Wander continued to explain, “Well, whatever it’d be, it would just have to be something that would allow the house to fly whenever we wanted to see somethin’ or visit somewhere. That way we could still see all the neat things in the Galaxy while still havin’ a place to hang our hats, plus shelter from any asteroids or solar winds.”

“...” For nearly ten seconds, Hater just stared at Wander in disbelief, until he finally found his voice. “Wander… That’s a SHIP. You’re thinking of a spaceship.” Wander stared back at him. After a moment, Hater added. “Or, or an RV, that could work too I guess. But you said you wanted a bunch of rooms, so-”

Suddenly, Wander bursted into a fit of laughter. “Oh, golly!” he managed to say in-between his giggles, “We were so focused on talkin’ about houses that I completely forgot!” And as he continued to laugh, Hater just shook his head at the furry goofball, and tried not to let his own amused chuckles be heard.

Soon enough, his laughter began to die down, and Wander managed to catch his breath. And once he did, Hater decided to ask a question that, now that he thought about it, made much more sense than his first. “So, why don’t you have a ship then? I mean, I know you have those orbubble things-”

“Yeah, the orbital transporters are pretty handy,” Wander nodded, “Certainly easier than tryin’ to pay for a interplanetary taxi or hitchin’ a ride on a space coaster, though orbubbles do sometimes have a bad habit of poppin’...” Leaning back into his seat, he continued, “Still, I think it’s worth it, having a clear view of everything around you, knowing that you’re not gonna miss any amazing sights and just takin’ your time getting from planet to planet. Gotta make sure to stop and smell the roses, you know? And in that sense, orbubbles are just perfect!”

“...Yeah, I guess they’re alright.” The skeleton slouched a bit now, and absentmindedly tapped his nearly empty mug, distorting the reflection that sat at the bottom.  

“...Course, if I ever got more travelin’ partners, I’d maybe have to get a ship one day,” Wander admitted quietly, glancing away as well. Hater said nothing, and soon enough the conversation moved on from the subject of houses and ships and house-ships.

Wander began sharing a story he had just remembered about some underwater farmers that he and Sylvia recently met. As for his date, he stayed silent, his mouth usually filled with the pastries that he kept ordering to their table. Wander could tell something was on his mind, but he could also tell that Hater was still listening to him even as he ate, and that was enough for him.

Eventually though, the cafe owner announced that they were closing soon, so the two politely left their seats and walked out the door. Wander gave the owner one last wave goodbye before turning back to Hater. “Well, I guess we should be headin’ back, huh?”

“Yeah, guess so,” Hater mumbled, his eyes hidden under his hood.

“I think Syl and I were plannin’ on lookin’ for camp somewhere around Xucluoter,” Wander told him as he began walking, his eyes wandering (no pun intended) up towards the few stars above the small town skyline. “It’s this really shady planet with lots of comfy trees to sleep in! Though you do have to be careful about campfires… Anyway, I was thinkin’ we could meet up again around the Drion system? I heard that they’ve got a pretty popular barbeque chain around there, and I know how you like your burgers and-!”

“I have a ship!”

Wander stopped. Slowly, he looked over his shoulder at Hater, who hadn’t even moved from his spot. The skeleton was blushing at his outburst, and it only got brighter as Wander walked back over to him.

“I-I… I know that you already know that I have a ship, but… I-I do have one. A big one, with lots of rooms, a-and big windows, and a pretty good gym and, just, a bunch of other stuff. So, ugh, so yeah, I… I have a ship.” With that, Hater looked away again, his scowl deepening as his hands shook. However, this didn’t last long once he felt a warm, soft, gentle hand touch his arm.

“...Well, alright then.” Slowly, Wander pulled him down into a crouching position, and kissed him on the cheek. It was only when Hater turned his head and looked him in the eyes on his own that Wander gave him a second, longer kiss on the lips.

“Come on,” Wander smiled, moving his hand so it was now gripping Hater’s tightly. The skeletal lord had no words - none that he could get out without stuttering, at least - but still managed to give his boyfriend a shaky smile, squeezing his hand in return. “Let’s go home.”

And so, that’s what they did.

THE END

#wander over yonder #skeleton dance #wander #lord hater #my writing #fanfiction #oneshot