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Felix and Olivia (First Meeting)

I'm auctly making lore for my worlds? Weird. (Thanks for jinxing me, past me. I've been working on this since before I posted the Gaudi and Emma story)

(Safe, Soft, Unwilling then Willing vore)

Word Count: 3646

Olivia woke up to the sound of steel hitting stone. It wasn't unusual but it wasn't a good sound. She jumped out of bed and ran to her wall before she leaned out of her window, like magic her head and upper torso started to freeze in the snowy storm raging outside but her legs were still warm. She saw three men outside climbing the stone wall, each with clothes and masks covering their entire body's and face. "He holds a child hostage!" One of the men shouted, they were in more modern clothing than Olivia was used to so she would have to show her father once they were 'dealt with'. She ran to her bed, jumping onto it and grabbing the perfectly pink plushie on her smaller pillow. They climbed threw the window one by one, the one that shouted that she was being held captive tried to reassure her that she was being saved. Once they got close enough she leaned over and pressed a button on the side of her bedframe. The ceiling started to open as gun no bigger than a soda can was lowered down. After a second, a laser shot out to the forehead to each of the heroes. One pulled out a sword, the second drew his bow, and the last held out his hand as a small ball of fire started to swirl in his palm. "3 INTRUDERS DETECTED. 52% THREAT LEVEL. DETAINING." the robotic voice called out. Olivia covered her eyes, still seeing a flash threw her eye lids and the cracks of her fingers. She heard the mechanical wiring of the gun being brought back into the ceiling and opened her eyes, the three men were still standing there. Olivia started to count down "3... 2... 1..." and all the clothes they were wearing and items the had fell to the ground at the same time, their bodies gone and only their belongings remained.

Olivia slightly chucked at the clattering of the potions and sword. She grabbed the potions and put them on a shelf full of others with different colors and different shaped bottles. She didnt know what they did but they looked cool and the liquid inside constantly swirled which was mesmerizing. Olivia put all the weapons and books in her closet to sort out later. She started folding the clothes, slowly stacking them into a pile and putting all of their hats onto another rack almost full of hats from all over time. She finished folding the clothes, putting the plushie on top and ran out of her room with a grin. She ran down the hallways and corridors of the castle, light being created by an unknown source above her. She eventually slowed down while passing a room, she heard pleading to be released and threats on whoever locked them away. Threw the crack in the door she only saw darkness soon lit by a ball of fire and as it slowly moved and grew lightning cracked around them as the fire was snuffed out. Olivia ran off, her dad didn't want her to talk to people that came from other worlds or times. She ran down some more doors and hallways until she reached her dad's lab. Once she walked in everything changed from a medieval stone castle to a sterial white futuristic laboratory. She was able to slip by the cleaning robot, instead grabbing a small disk she put on her back. She ran into the lab and put the clothes on an empty desk which she also jumped onto and began to play with her plushie while she waited for her dad to finish what he was doing.

Olivia didn't know what her dad was working on immediately but she knew it was usually to help her, her mom, or her brother. Her dad walked out of a side room, a few barrels floating behind him. His eyes settled on Oliva, she looked at the ground as her dad walked over.

"What are you doing, you know your not allowed to come into the workshop."

"We have visitors and they had new stuff and I wanted to see what you were making"

"You could have told me threw the intercom, it reaches threw my entire workspace"

"The guy in the front scares me"

"Well... (sigh) I'll make something else soon. Please leave the clothes with him and go back to bed"

"But I'm not tired, and I want to help"

"You know you can't help. Not yet at least"

He started to guide the barrels to the top of the machine in the center of the room. A green, thin liquid flowed out of the barrel's and into the large vat on top. They could see it filling threw the glass in the middle of the machine.

"I remember this, it makes new life in an instant right, or it's supposed to"

"You... remember? What do you remember seeing it from"

"Oh, umm. I uh, saw it while reading from... your... private... collection.

His face shifted in anger slowly settling on disappointment. He grabbed her plushie and walked over to the control panel, shoving it into the small glass tube. "If words won't stop you from going into my library, maybe action will" he said while pushing a button, sending the plushie into the vat. Olivia ran over to her dad to try and stop him as she started to cry, his frantic button pushing wasn't even trying to experiment on it, just destroy. She tried to form words threw a blur of tears, just wanting her dad to stop. "Mom made that for me" she finally blurted out. Her dad stoped, remembering walking past the room of her mom stitching it together. He hit a release valve, a green steam shot into a containment vault above them. The plushie fell onto the ground, a thin white mist flowing from it. Her dad walked away, the plushie floating to follow him until he threw it into a chemical cleaner. The machine shook for a few seconds before the plushie was released. Olivia immediately ran over and picked it up to check what the damage was. An intricate design of thin green vines covered the pink plushie as if it was re-dyed. She was relieved that it wasn't damaged but she was sad it had changed color's. As she was thinking how she could dye it back to pink, she thought she could feel it move a bit. She looked down to see its front paws trying to climb her shirt like a puppy. She hugged it tighter, trying not to let it move. It made a small squeak as her dad sat down next to her.

"I'm sorry for my outburst, but you know why I can't let you read threw my collection"

"Beacuse if I read the wrong book I could die on the spot, I know. I just want to help you bring mom back"

"I would love if you could help, but what kind of father would I be if I knew the risks and let you take that chance. I want you to live your childhood which is why I'm making you a protector if I can't help you"

"Wait... this isn't to help mom"

"I will never stop trying to bring your mother and your brother back, but I still have to protect you. Please, stay out of my studies, I can't risk you getting hurt. Now, let's get you to bed"

He got up, carrying Olivia in his arm's. They walked out of his lab and her dad took the disk off her back and threw it onto a nearby table. As they walked threw the doors a disinfect mist sprayed out of the walls but hit an invisible bubble around them. Her dad walked threw the castle slowly so he wouldn't disrupt her. Olivia almost fell asleep, barely staying awake from the tiny movement of her plushie. They passed by the dark room, a red light started to grow as her dad walked closer, she heard screaming from the three people in the room and the door slammed shut just as he walked neer the red light shinning from the crack. She looked back just as her dad was walking away, she saw the red light die down threw the windows on the top as the screaming stopped. Olivia slipped in and out of sleep, her dad lulling and rocking her to sleep and the small plush keeping her just barely awake. As they walked threw the castle her dad was regal in his movements, though no one else lived in this castle to see it. They walked down the hallway to her room, the pictures on the walls shifted and seemed more picturesque than usual and the light that illuminated the halls started to dim.

The doors to her room opened as her dad walked down the hall, the light that illuminated it was completely gone by this point. He placed Olivia on her bed and tucked her in, the weather outside changed to a light rain and the tapping of the raindrops on her windowless windows finally rocked her to sleep, she didn't even hear her dad close the door.

After a few minutes Olivia woke up to the sound of squeaking and the feeling of her shirt being pulled. She looked down to see her plushie biting at the collar of her pj's, squeaking as it tried to stand but feel down. She picked up the plushie, holding it in her arms as it tried to bite at her sleeves. "It's never eaten before, it has to be hungry." She thought. "I've never needed to give you a name before... how about Felix." She said while grabbing the biggest pillow on her bed. It looked up at her for a few seconds when she said that before going back to gnawing on her sleeve. The biggest pillow she had was almost 6 feet long that she would sometimes hide in. She put Felix on the pillow while looking for something to feed him, he started to gnaw at the soft fabric before collapsing onto it. The pink fabric of his body started to break apart and the green fabric started to stretch over the pillow. As the green fabric touched the pillow the surrounding fabric formed into a fluffier pink fabric. Certain parts of the pillow started to constrict into limbs and in a matter of seconds her plushie had taken over her pillow. Felix started to move slightly, the fabric on his face shifted and his eyelids opened. His eyes were pure black as Olivia had seen before but there was small blue speckles she'd never noticed. His mouth showed a row of translucent rainbow teeth. He sat up, rubbing his head before looking over at Olivia, a confused expression showed over his face. She pushed the button oh her bed and stumbled over to Felix, picking him up and throwing him onto the floor. He may have been two feet taller than her but he was still the weight of a pillow. His face was stained with confusion and shifted to fear as the small gun lowered from the top of the room and shot out a thin laser that settled on his forehead. He looked around the room for somewhere to hide, eventually settling on the curtains and running over to hide behind them. They automatically closed to an impossibly thin line and he ran to the closest, then over to the hat rack, each hiding space stoped being usable as he got to them. Olivia was confused to what he was doing, it wasn't like any intruder that had come neer the castle or any of her dads monster she had found lurking outside whatever room he was in. She let out a small giggle, it was funny seeing him run around the room but she stopped when she heard the AI's voice.

"1 OCCUPANT DETECTED. -82% THREAT LEVEL. NO DETAINMENT NEEDED" the voice said before the gun retracted into the ceiling. The gun has never not gone off, even the most minor threat would be sent away. If he wasn't a threat then maybe he was a friend. Olivia sat on her bed staring at Felix while he tried to process what had happened. He knew the gun was dangerous but he didn't know why, he unfolded himself from the ball that he scrunched into and stood up while checking his surroundings. He questioned what he was doing out loud, surprised that he could talk when he did, he didn't sound any older than Olivia. She got a better look at him while he was mostly still, he was just a bigger version of the plush he was, though a few features were bigger. He looked over to Olivia, neither of them knew what to do. They sat in silence, studying each other and thinking of what to say. Both of them spoke at the same time and both apologizing as they interrupted each other, Felix lightly laughed to himself about it. "Who are you" Olivia asked as she scooted closer to the edge of the bed. "Oh, I'm Felix. That's what you called me before I-" Felix said as he tried to sit on the floor, he put his hand on the ground as his wrist and forearm sunk into each other and he fell onto the ground. He hit the side of his head, it sunk halfway into itself and lightly bounced back up. He took a second to figure out what happened as Olivia giggled at it. Felix sat up, pushing his arm into the floor and letting it crumble into itself. "Before I became this. Whatever this is?" Felix said as he looked over his body.

"Were you something else before my dad made you?" Olivia said scooting closer while her knees were dangling off the side of her bed.

"I dont think so. I remember wakeing up but I dont remember going to sleep, auctly I dont remember anything before walking up" Felix said while pushing his fingers into the ground, watching as they buckled and bent with a lack of joints then letting them extend and bend them like they did.

"So why are you he-" Olivia scooted too close to the edge of the bed and fell. She braced herself for the impending thud, but it never came. She opend her eyes the see the pink and green fabric under her.

Felix instinctively jumped under her. "I think I'm here to protect you" Felix tried to say with his face still pressed into the ground.

"Is that all, or do you also want to play"

"play what?"

"My dad talked about this old game he used to play when he was a kid called hide and seek. I'll count down from 30 and you go hide"

"oh, ok" Felix found a place to hide pretty quickly. Olivia was surprisingly ok with what was happening.

They played for a while, Felix never found any good hiding spots while the room seemed to help Olivia. Felix only found her when she started laughing. He didn't see the humor in it or why he did what she said but he was starting to have fun, and he was also getting hungry. Olivia was hiding in a new closet that opend up in front of her. The door looked like it was made out of the same stone as the wall which is why she probably hadn't noticed it before. Her eyes were getting heavy as she sat in the darkness. Her mind started to drift as she heard the rain taping on the windows outside. She could barely keep her head up for more than a second at this point. She heard the light shuffling of Felix looking for her while she finally fell asleep. After a while she woke up to Felix yelling her name, he sounded horrified. Olivia opened the wall door and rubbed her eyes. "Felix?" He looked over, he couldn't cry but he deffenetly would be. He ran over and hugged Oliva, pressing her into his body.

"Dont scare me like that, I thought you died. I need to protect you and you need to stay in my... line..." he trailed off and kept mumbling as Olivia talked

"In your line of sight? You sound like one of my dad's robots, I thought you were going to be fun to be around" she started to get sad as she tried to get away from Felix, she was just going to go to bed and be silently upset with her dad in the morning. "Hey, let go of me"

Felix stared at her, the blue specks defused into his eyes. "My- my li... my line of..." he couldn't keep a single thought strait besides his want for food. He needed food.

Felix slightly opend his mouth, his yellowish tounge gently licked across her face. She was the best and only thing he's ever tasted, he wanted more. He gently placed her whole head into his mouth, slowly licking at her face. Olivia was thrashing around just trying to get away from the thing that was currently eating her. Her movements started to slow as she felt what was happening, his tongue was super soft and weirdly warm. Her movements almost came to a stop, it was so soft and comfy. Felix worked her shoulders into her maw as he pushed her head into his throat. Olivia started to flail again, she was still being eaten, she couldn't just stop struggling. Felix worked her further and further down and she would occasionally stop and let the warmth and fluffiness surround her. Soon her head reached his stomach and small grey tendrils slightly rubbed at her face. She would have thought they would tickle but they pressed down almost like a massage. As more of her body found it's way into Felix's stomach, she could feel herself drifting off to sleep from the feeling, the gentle sound of his heartbeat and the muffled sound of the rain helping.

Felix finished swallowing her legs, he leaned against the wall to his side as the rest of her entered his stomach. Olivia studied the stomach walls a bit closer, she could see through them. She could see the light being broken by thin strands of various fabrics. It wasn't much thicker than a few dryer sheets, if she wanted she could tear her way out. A small strand of fabric moved through her line of sight and she looked back to her clothes. The grey stands were slowly tearing her pajamas to shreds and the cotton strands were being moved to find a place along Felix's stomach like they were always there. She held a hand to one of the grey tendrils, it gently pressed at her hand like it was waiting for something. She pressed back at the stomach walls, a muffed rumbling grew above her. He was purring, Olivia would've never guessed that he could purr but he was. She had to stifle a yawn, this wasn't so bad. Felix rubbed back at the light pressure in his stomach. He could feel every strand that was on the verge of snapping. He had done it, he ate the only thing he was made to protect... he ate...... oh no.

"Olivia, are you ok in there? I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just got so hungry and I needed to eat and you were just-"

"Felix, please be quiet. I'm trying to sleep"

"WH- your in my stomach! How are you so calm!"

"Your warm, comfy, and your stomach gives a really good massage. Also, your not hurting me, its probably safer in here"

"But a stomach isn't safe. Your-"

"Can we just go to sleep. If you want you can sleep on my bed"

"I..." Felix looked over to the bed, he was deffenetly getting tired. He slowly stood up, having to carry his huge stomach until he collapsed onto the bed. Olivia kneaded into the stomach walls causing Felix to purr up a storm. He had to admit, everything about this felt amazing. The gentle pushes, prods, and rubs from inside his stomach along with the feeling of being overly full while protecting Olivia was heavenly to him. The gentle patter of rain, Felix's soft heartbeat and purring, and the massage his stomach gave started to lull her back to sleep. "Goodnight Felix" "Oh, goodnight Olivia" It didn't take long for them to both drift off to sleep.

:timeskip to morning:

"Goodmorning Olivia. I'd like to apologize for last night, and if you'd like you could help with-" Olivia's dad walked into her room. His eyes settled on the plush monster with an enormous stomach lying on her bed. Felix groggily opend his eyes as he moved to see around his stomach. His eyes widened as he saw Olivia's dad in the room. "Oh no- give me a minute and I can explain" Felix struggled to get up and Olivia started to wake from the movement. Felix was lifted by his arms and legs by an invisible force. "What... Did you do... with my daughter" Olivia's dad yelled as he started to tear Felix's arms and legs. Olivia fully woke to the sound of tearing fabric and her dad yelling. She tried to stand up and her hand sunk back into the fluffy fabric. She started to remember what happened last night and pieced two and two together. "Dad, stop hurting Felix" It took a while to sort out what happend and why she was inside what was previously her plushie. After a bit of explaining and pleading Olivia convinced her dad to let Felix stay.

#safe vore #protective vore #extreme cuddling #soft vore #Felix and Olivia

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shapeshifting-arch-mage · 6 years

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9/22/2018, Part 1

We don't need to take the boat this time! We're a witch! This time, we're flying in on a broom! Y'know, like I did the night before I got crushed to death by 2488? Yeah...We dismount and head to the resort grounds.

"so, wat u wanna do 2day, tem?"

"uuuuuh... cookys?"

"oh yea, cookies! but... were do we start?"

"uhhhh... i dunno..."

There doesn't seem to be anyone else here at the moment. Where would we even start our search for the mysterious cookie salespeople? Actually, speaking of buying and selling things, I just remembered something. And right on cue, Temmie does too. We go into the lobby.

We enter the lobby and assess our situation. Temmie has been missing Baku terribly. To the point where lately she's been writing "ばく" all over my walls in bright, neon colors. Since that is not a healthy way of dealing with this issue, I had suggested to her that we find some other DJs to come and help us throw our own rave party while we wait for Baku to return.

She was hesitant at first, because she didn't think other DJs would be as good as Baku, but I reminded her that since Baku's not here, we don't really have any other option than to settle for the second-best DJs. It's either them, or no DJs at all, so Temmie reluctantly agreed to help me find some other DJs to help us.

So we did! We found a pair of sisters who've been running a radio show ever since, according to them, the old DJ got fired for being too abrasive and rude to the callers. Although the sisters are radio DJs, they have been wanting to host a rave, and they would be happy to give it a shot for us! And we even found a few fellows who'd like to attend! Things are looking up for us, so far!

But perhaps, since we're here, we should buy some things to give out at the party, just in case our partygoers don't have anything to bring, themselves. ...Wasn't there a store here, before?

"were is store?"

We look around. There's the bar, there's the game room, there's the infirmary, where I've crashed for the night more times than I'd like to admit... There's the ballroom- oh, do calm down, Temmie, we're going to the store first, remember? Aaaaaand... no store. Huh... I wonder where the store went? Maybe we should look outside?

"but i wana go do hapy fun raevtiem in dancin' room..."

"ya, i kno, but we gotta buy stuffs so othr peeps can do happy fun ravetime wit' us, rite?"

"oh ya..."

We step out the door and back outside. The store isn't in there. Hmm, where should we look? We could probably get a better view from the beach.

"ooo! beach is gud 4 hapy fun rave-"

"yea, i kno, tem. lets go." We get down on all fours, stretch our legs up, and trot like a horse over to the beach.

We arrive at the beach, retract our front and back legs, and stand back up on our back legs. Huh... I wonder where everyone is? Well, more importantly, we need to find the store.

"is da store on da beach?"

"maybe? i dunno."

We'd better start looking. I don't want to dillydally. Let's see, over there is the... beach bar. I don't think that place sells what we're looking for.

"u sed u met Baku at a bar???"

"yea, i did. not dat one, tho. it was da one in th' resort bilding."

"oh ya?"

"yea, he was drinkin' from a lil', uh... it was a... uh..."

"a bottl?"

"no... it was to small to be a bottle..."

"wat was he drinkin?"

"he sed it was calld "aftershock". id nevr herd of it. i didnt kno dere was a drink called aftershock."

"shock?? does it make u do cool litening magicses like u do, hooman??"

"no, its just a drink."

"aww..."

I don't know exactly what the right word is for the container that Aftershock comes in, so I picture it in my mind so that Temmie can see.

She observes my memories intently...

"o ya, i remembr dat! u showd me wen yu first met him and dat lil short humin was throwin' stuff at him!"

"uh... ya..."

I don't think Coraline and Carrie are entirely human, but more importantly-

"hey hooman?"

"yea?"

"wen yu were lookin for a drink behind da countr..."

"yea? i was just lookin' for water or somethin'."

"ya, but... whyd yu have skelly arms???"

...Oh no.

OH NO.

I was hoping she would never, ever ask that... But I suppose with us sharing a body and having access to each other's memories, it was inevitable... 😔

Although my gloves were covering my hands and forearms, I suppose Temmie must have taken notice of my uncovered... uh... humerus...es. Humeri? I don't know what the plural for humerus is. And even without looking, Temmie could also-

"wate a minit!1!" Temmie cries as she continues to analyze the memory. "u were a skelly! u were a skelly like Baku!?!?! HUHHHHH??!??!"

I quickly clasp our paws over our mouth.

"Temmie, please don't yell!" I think, "I know you must be very confused, because-"

"i thot u wer a humans!1!" Temmie thinks back. "ur supposd 2 be a humanses!1! cuz u gota humin SOUL!1!! skellys dont gots hooman SOULS!!1!"

"Yes, I know... and you're right. They don't. But, as you know, I am a magic user myself, and I was able to use magic to transform into a skeleton monster. However-"

"Whhhhhh??" Temmie's voice is muffled as we yell into our paws.

"h-human... can turn into... monstr??"

"Well, I can. I don't know any other humans that can, but I can do it because I can use shapeshifting magic. The reason I turned into a skeleton monster was to better fit in with the other monsters of the underground, who used to come here and visit a lot."

"but u got a human SOUL??"

"Yes, the transformation only changed my body into that of a monster, not my soul."

"Whh... hwhwhwhwhwh..." Temmie mumbles into our paws. She cannot believe what she is hearing. Or, telepathically receiving, as it were.

And then, just when I thought this line of questioning would be over, she asks...

"does Baku no ur realy a hooman???"

"NO. No, he does NOT."

My reaction startles Temmie, causing us to recoil a bit.

"h-hoomin...?? u... u ok?? u mad at me?? i dont want u to be-"

"No, Temmie, I'm not angry with you. But there's something very, very important that I need to tell you right now."

"...ya?" Temmie clearly isn't convinced that I'm not upset with her.

"It is true that I first met Baku while I was transformed into a skeleton monster, but I have also met him in my normal, human body. He does not know that we are the same person, and I intend to keep it that way. It is absolutely paramount that I prevent him from finding out that the brunette, pigtail-haired human woman, and the skeleton monster wearing the bunny hood, are one and the same."

"...whys dat??"

"It's for my own safety, Temmie. I shudder to think how he would react if he found out that the skeleton monster he met at the bar, and the human who he's hugged, kissed, and fiddled around with the pigtails of, were the exact same individual. Dear lord... he would never let me hear the end of it if he found out..."

We lower our paws from our mouth and sit down. Temmie is seriously worrying about me right now.

"hooman...? do u... not like Baku...?" 😥

"its not that, Temmie. its that im just scared of what hed do if he found out..."

"why u scared of Baku?"

"well... im gonna tell yu somethin' scary he told me."

"w-wa??"

Even though no one else is on the beach at the moment, I decide this is probably something I shouldn't say out loud.

"One time, I asked Baku why he was even called Baku. And he told me..."

"Dreams are my playground, sweetheart. I do with them as I please."

Temmie tilts our head in confusion.

"wats dat mean?"

I move our head back up. "well, a bakus a thing that eats dreams. its got a trunk like an elephant-"

"wats an el-a-fint?"

"uh... its an... never mind. anyway, a bakus a dream eater. da Fresh para-"

😱 ...

😐 ...

"...da funky fresh DJ u no an' love is named after a dream eater."

"...wha??"

"yea, hes named aftr a dream eater. and he told me that dreams are..."

"...play ground?"

"yea..."

Temmie doesn't seem to be picking up where I'm going with this.

#discord #discord rp #temmie #undertale fan character

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shapeshifting-arch-mage · 4 years

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5/15/2019

...I knew it. I knew there was someone else here with us! As our paws continue groping at the nonexistent head vise, we look up... and begin shuddering uncontrollably when we see who it is. Of course, he's not actually anyone we recognize, but in our mushroom-induced stupor, we mistake him for someone we do. Or, someone I do, at least.

"n... n-n-n-nonono... nonono... no, please... no, im s-sorry..." We mutter as we stare him in the face, our eyes somehow looking both spaced-out and fearful at the same time, "i-i didnt mean to run away, im sorry, im sorry, im sorry...!!" We then squeeze our eyes shut and resume grabbing at the air around our head.

[Kaneis] Oh dear this was such a wonderful reaction. It really was rather like waving a piece of bacon in front of a dog's nose. How could he just ignore it? "Kehkekekeke, Are you sorry? I don't know. You don't look very sorry," he purred walking closer to them. "I don't like it when someone runs from me." He had no idea who this person was and clearly they thought he was someone else, but that didn't bother him in the slightest. It was rather wonderful actually.

[Rave Witch Temmie] Of course... the giant head vise is his way of punishing us for snapping out of his mind control earlier. "im sorry! im sorry!!1" We whine, "i didnt no youd be mad at me!1!1! IM SORRYYYYYY!1!!!1!"

Why is he here. Why did he come find us. Why did he have to follow us here?!? Why is everything purple?!?! Stupid purple fog. Stupid purple sky. Stupid evil handsome mind controlling guy with his stupid purple cape.

Except, of course, he isn't that guy, and in fact Kaneis' cape (technically Finnegan's cape, but whatever) is a much lighter shade of purple than the shade we're seeing it as. We're seeing his hair all wrong, too- it looks... spiky. We open our eyes and look at him again, and his hair looks even bigger and spikier than it did when we last looked.

"p-please, it h-hurts... nnnnn-no more, please... owowoww, my hedddd..." We hold our paws out to each side and mime trying to pull something away from our head.

[Kaneis] Kaneis was smiling like a kid who had been given a lifetime's worth of free candy. He walks up and pats the Temmie fusion's hair. "Of course it hurts. Disobedience is pain. If you want it to stop you must be good. Will you be good? Will you obey me properly?" He was making this up on the fly but this was just so much fun. How could he not see how far he could push it?

[Rave Witch Temmie] Obey him? No... no, we can't do that. He's a bad guy. We won't do what he says. No more obeying. No more mind controlling. No more. It's bad. Bad. Bad bad bad bad.

...We just noticed that he doesn't have his fancy golden mind controlling stick with him. We stand to our feet and push his hand off our head.

"n-no... no more... no more obeyin... no more... not again... no..." We trip and fall backwards from the phantom weight of the imaginary vise. Now laying on the ground with our wide-eyed stare facing the sky, our whole body begins to vibrate. We vibrate harder, harder, harder...

This is perfectly normal for a Temmie, of course, but this time, there's nothing comedic about our convulsions. We look less like a funny joke character in an indie game and more like a possessed person in a horror movie. Then our face begins to detach. Again, not unusual for a Temmie, but in this situation, it just looks eerie.

[Kaneis] Kaneis is just amused. He gazes down at them in obvious delight. "Well then your head is just going to keep hurting like that until it explodes. It'll burst right open. Like a watermelon. Have you ever seen a watermelon burst open? All the gooey contents and juices fly everywhere. It's rather spectacular. Maybe you'd be happier that way? Hmm? What do you think? Can you live without your head?"

[Rave Witch Temmie] Little does he know that Temmies probably don't even have blood. As we continue shivering and shaking on the ground, our detached face rises up above us, leaving our poor, sore head faceless... until a pair of holes open up on it. A pair of holes that look a lot like the eye sockets of a skeleton. A pair of holes with a pair of little white eyelights in them. While our face floats in the air, we reach inside one of the eye sockets that's just opened up where our face is supposed to be, and pull out the eyelight.

...Yes, we pulled out a glowing, white ball from a hole in our face. Gee, I didn't know those things were solid! "...i got it..." Our floating face mutters, "i got da key... got da key..." Our vibrating calms slightly as we move our paw to the side of our head and mime pressing the eyelight into something. "come on... come on..." Says our mouth, even though our face is facing upwards, away from the rest of our body.

[Kaneis] Kaneis is rather fascinated by this. His host had met Temmies before so he wasn't thrown by the oddness of the physical behavior. Mostly it made him wonder if he could mess with them even more. "Oh? What key is that?" He moved close enough that Temmie would be under his large umbrella. No more rain interfearance. He could cast some magic on this one and see if he could add to this amusing set of reactions from the drug now...

[Rave Witch Temmie] "its da KEY!1! im puttin da KEY in!1!!1" Our face cries out to the sky. We jam our detached eyelight into the nothing on our head, twist our paw, and mime pushing that nothing off our head, after which the pain stops getting worse. Then we shove our eyelight back into our eye socket, the eye sockets shrink shut, and our Temmie face slowly descends back towards its rightful place on our head.

"no more..." We mutter, as we push ourself upright, "no more... o yer dumb mind games, Mario!1!1" Wait, that's not his name. Mario doesn't have a head full of spiky hair. Neither does Kaneis, really, but y'know...

"...Marlin?? Mary...??" We're still a bit too delirious to think of the name of the guy we're mistaking him for, so we settle on Mary for now. We stand to our feet, point at him and say, "no more, Mary Itchbar!!1! im drawin da line here!!1" We stretch our arm out and try to snake it around behind his back, underneath his cape, to see if he's hiding anything back there...

[Kaneis] Kaneis grabs the arm trying to slip around him and starts twisting it in a way arms aren't meant to twist. At least not normal arms. The hand holding onto Rave seems to be heating up as well. "I'll play all the mind games I feel like." He declared his voice full of calm menace. "If you think otherwise I'll have to disabuse you of that notion immediately."

[Rave Witch Temmie] Our stretchy arm coils like a noodle as Kaneis twists it. Crud... I think I know what he's about to do now. We stretch our other arm towards our hat, which got left on the ground when we stood up, and pull our wand out of it. We retract our paw that's holding the wand and point it at Kaneis. "nnnnnNNNO!1!!1 i kno wat yur gonna do!1!" We take a few steps back, keeping our wand pointed at him, while the arm that he's holding stretches further as we back away. "no hugs!!11!"

[Kaneis] Kaneis arches an eyebrow at the wand. "Are you threatening me with that? Kehkekeke that's so adorable I could just rip you into tiny pieces!" Kaneis is a little annoyed though. By pulling away most of Temmie was now in the rain. The only part of her he could work direct magic on was the arm he was still holding. Still that wasn't much of a problem. He clenched the arm harder. Maybe he'd just rip it off.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "how yu gonna do dat?? yu dont even got yur wand wit yu!!1!" We reply, as a colorful puff of frost begins to swirl around our wand. Our other paw, meanwhile, begins to get chilly... or at least, it's trying to. It's still uncomfortably warm, but it feels as though it's trying to get cold even as Kaneis heats it up. "yu let go 'a me, Yammy Mary, or imma have to use hoomans magic!1!!1!"

"Yammy?" Really, Temmie? Yammy? Like... a yam? ...It's Yami. Like... the Japanese word for dark. Sheesh.

[Kaneis] Kaneis laughed. "A wand? Please! I don't need some puny stick to work my magic. For example..." Her arm might be getting cold on the inside but it was going to ignite on the outside as Kaneis' hand burst into flames. He might have been able to do so much more if it wasn't for the rain. He really should consider retreating if this was going to come to blows since he was in a vulnerable position but he didn't feel like it. Not just yet.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "owowowOWOWOWOWWWW1!!1!" Geez Louise, since when has he been able to do that?! Gaaaaah, our poor paaaawww!!

That's it. That is it. This creepwad's getting an ICICLE TO THE FACE. The wand's colorful, frosty sparkles coalesce into a big rainbow icicle, about the size of our hat, and the icicle shoots forward right at that stupid smile of his. As for our paw, even if he does burn it to a crisp, we will certainly have the last laugh, since a human holding a Temmie's paw for that long is probably going to get a rash in his hand at some point. I am extremely doubtful that a sadist like him has a high opinion of cute things.

[Kaneis] Two points of order Temmie probably hadn't taken into account. First of all, Kaneis wears gloves. In fact about the only piece of exposed skin Kaneis has is his aforementioned face. Since Temmie allergic reactions rely on physical contact to the skin Kaneis is perfectly fine without even bringing into debate his status as an actual human or not. Second, the icicle flies straight and true right through Kaneis' face or so it seems. There's none of that expected blood splatter and injury or anything else you'd normally associate with an icicle striking someone in the face at speed. The violent cold projectile just goes straight through like there's nothing even there. Which there isn't as what with the really obvious telegraph of the wand waving and stuff Kaneis set up an illusion and had walked to Temmie's left letting go of the firey limb. Of course a few second exposed to the rain and the illusion starts to flicker and melt away into nothing. The real Kaneis yawns. "I'm sorry was that supposed to hit me? Youre aim is terrible."

[Rave Witch Temmie] As a matter of fact, we didn't notice his gloves. Because we think he's wearing golden armbands instead. Which he isn't. And our icicle just... oh god it phased through him he's a GHOOOOOST!!

Gaaaah, we need to get out of here! The purple realm is gonna eat us! Mer... Mal... Marvin? Marlon? Mark? ...Yeah, I guess Mark's close enough. We're not letting, uh... Yam Mark... eat our souls, or whatever he was going to do to them. Not here. Not now. No more purple. No more Yam Mark. We retract our singed paw and begin walking away. Power walking, that is. We're still too delirious to notice that we're soaking wet from the rain by this point. The glowsticks we've been storing in our hat would probably do a better job of lighting the way than our glow necklace- oh crud, our hat!! We totally forgot that we left it on the ground! We turn around and reluctantly walk back towards where "Mark" was...

[Kaneis] Kaneis chuckled loving the reaction. He was content to let them walk away. There was only so much he could do out here in the rain. It was better to not fight out here in the rain. Moreover if this wand user could summon ice well that was only one step away from the element he didn't want to face in a magic fight. However he couldn't keep himself from plucking up the hat that Temmie was reluctantly coming back for. He smirked and twirled it in his hands. He knew enough about Temmie's not to plop the hat on his head. "Drop something?"

[Rave Witch Temmie] "awawa... wawawaWAWA DATS MY HAT!!!1! MARKS GOT MY HAAAAAT!1!11 gimme dat back1!11" We yell, as the rain continues to soak our hair and fur, "dats my hat!1! gimme my hat!1! bad Mark, bad!1!"

[Kaneis] "Alright," Kaneis says casually. He crumples the hat as best he can into a ball. The balled up hat then catches on fire. Finally Kanein grins and throws it as hard as he can in the opposite direction from Temmie. "Fetch!" And with that he vanishes from sight. For reference despite any logic on the aerodynamics of throwing a fiery hat, the hat was flung a fair distance away enough that if Temmie want's it before it burns up they might want to run after it now.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "awawawaWAWAWAWANONONONONONOOOOOO!!1!1!1"

We begin to run in the direction of our hat, slip and fall in a puddle, then get back up and continue running after it on all fours. We squeeze our eyes shut as rain falls in our face, and continue to run until we eventually step on our hat and burn our paws. "owowowowwww!1!" That probably would have hurt more if the rain hadn't doused some of the fire. Either way, we frantically wave our wand up and down to summon icicles that slam onto the hat and put out the rest of the fire. After that's done, we pick up the hat with our free paw, finding it difficult to recognize as a hat due to the fact that the hallucinogenic mushrooms haven't quite worn off yet, plus the hat is charred.

"hooman... yu sure dis is our hat...??"

"i think so... it got all burnt an' stuff..."

"now wat do we do???"

"i think we shoud go... jus so we dont run into Mark again..." If this burnt piece of fabric really is our hat, then we should be able to reach into it and... voila! Our broomstick is inside! It looks a bit singed... but not anywhere near as bad as the hat. We put our wand back in the hat, place the hat on the broomstick, and sit on it so it doesn't blow away. It feels uncomfortably warm, but we're too delirious to think of anything else to do with it. And with that, we fly off into the rain... until we leave Port Town, that is, as the rain was only falling here...

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