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burstzen · 6 years

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A Discussion with a Plush Connor - Nvtfoa Short Story.

Hello! I’m back and back at it again!. So let me start this off properly...

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SALUTATIONS AND GREETINGS DENIZENS OF THE INTERNET! I’m Burst-Zen and I hope you all forgive me for the long hiatus, I didn’t have a computer to post anything or write anything with, and it was summer vacation for me so I hope you understand.

Both character design and concepts from Svtfoe are belonging to Disney and Disney XD.

Nvtfoa characters and concept designs both belong to @mrevaunit42 and @marionette-j2x I hope you all offer healthy criticism to help me flourish for my writing in the future, and I hope you all have a good day!

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The light from the window peered into the room as the young princess stirred from her slumber, her rich brown hair frazzled and unorganized spread across her bed. She slowly opened her light blue eyes as her mental activity began to stir and aroused herself to look around the room haphazardly as she groaned in annoyance. The thought of picking herself up off her bed to get ready for the day seemed almost poisonous to her in a sense, as if the action would cause her unending, annoying, pain for all eternity.

Her sense of touch slowly came back to her, however, and she felt the soft fabric of something plush within her grasp. She brought it to her eyes as she revealed a small doll of a boy that was an avatar of a childhood friend… and whom she enjoyed the thought of sharing a life with one another every day.

Although she would never admit it to anyone, especially to the person previously mentioned.

She stared at the plush form of Connor, the soft white skin of his fabric, the messy black hair, black buttons that acted like eyes, a white T-shirt that held a crescent moon in the center, and dark legs that indicated black pants on the plush. Nova stared at the doll for a moment and sighed as she sat up to stretch her upper body and grabbed a phone that sat on a nightstand beside the bed.

Nova saw the time being only ten minutes until the alarm on the device went off. She sighed and looked back at the bed and flopped her head back down on the pillows, however, her vision soon took hold of the doll that she previously held in her grasp and grumbled.

“Nooooo…. You know I don't do mornings,” Nova said to the doll, “Especially if I wake up early.”

The doll simply stared while Nova kept speaking, “Yes I know It's my fault for staying up all the time, I couldn't have guessed that from the thousands of times you actually told me… The actual you, not the plush you.”

Nova face-planted herself in her pillow and sighed softly, “I don’t want to wake uuuuup.”

A sudden buzz was felt within her grasp and she reflexively looked at the front of her phone, and when she looked, she realized that there was a new text message with a profile picture eerily similar to the stuffed toy in

She was disgruntled at first, but the message read 'Connor: Nova? Can we talk?’

Nova sat up with new found interest, and minor hidden annoyance, as she sat up from laying down and hastily replied “Nova: I'm up, wassup?”

After a few moments, a reply came back that read, “Connor: I can't sleep. Something just keeps waking me up, Any ideas?”

Connor tapped her chin and tried to think of a response for him. Realizing she needed more to go on than simple vague words, she wrote “Nova: What's on your mind?”

Another awkward moment passed, and a reply was sent back after a minute “Connor: I keep thinking about plans for something, but I keep drawing blanks for how to do it.”

Nova rolled her eyes “Nova: Another invention?”

“Connor: Something like that”

She smiled and rolled her eyes as she turned to the doll and said, “Your so predictable, ya know that?” She turned back to the screen and replied with, “Nova: What is it?”

More time passed as Nova awaited for a reply, hints of curiosity and slight worry began to perculate within her mind as she looked back at the ‘friend’ that laid beside her and she said “Do you think that it's a secret project? Is that why he’s taking a little bit to reply?”

She pondered the thoughts for a moment as she began to imagine the what new construct Connor could have made, and what it could have possibly been. However, she soon stopped as she knew that guessing on a whim would be fruitless to know whatever he made in detail. The creation in question, she knew, would be too creative and unique to attempt something like that.

Just when she was about to think of leads to narrow down available options, another text appeared that read, “Connor: It's actually a Sonic screwdriver replica from the “Doctor Who” series that you like to watch with me whenever we hang out. It's taking me a while to find all the right metals to recreate the tenth’s screwdriver, like iron or the bronze…”

Nova’s eyes widened as the rest of the text spoke of various intricacies of what the aforementioned replica was made, and even what it would do. Her excitement began to build within her heart, and she even thought about yelling for joy in a pillow but decided against waking up her neighborhood.

She quickly regained part of her composure, failed, and then looked at her cellular phone to reply back with, “Nova: Really?!?! Why did you make it for me?!”

Nova's felt her chills around her body at the excitement of getting an expertly crafted, real working, and slightly functional Sonic screwdriver from the show. She typed once more before Connor could reply again “Nova: When can I see it?!?!”

Nova got a quick reply that simply read, “Connor: I was actually planning to give it to you today.” The next post was not a text, but instead a picture of the actual screwdriver nearing completion on a familiar work table proudly being displayed in the middle of various bits and pieces of machinery and metal.

Nova turned towards the makeshift plush version of her best friend to embrace it in a gentle hug with a warm smile on her face.

“Nova: AWESOME! I'll be at school right away then! Thanks, Connie!” She texted this whilst multitasking with both hands. Once more, she looked at the childhood memory and spoke as though she was staring at the real Connor.

“You're the best friend a girl could ask for, you know that?”

The sound of 'friend’ rang in her mind and her smile began to lessen slightly as certain thoughts were thrown into her mind unwillingly, and were thoughts she had before… Thoughts she’d rather have left buried in her soul… in the past...

But nothing she did ever stop the dreams. The ideas. The Love.

Sudden tension could be felt around her as she spoke without thinking, “I both hate and love the fact that I fel-”

RING! RING! - RING! RING!

Nova flinched as she looked at the phone she had placed beside her from picking up and hugging the plush of her friend. She stared at the phone as it continued it’s chime, staring at the picture of her and Connor smiling together behind the numbers that said ‘6:01a.m.’. Nova’s fingers whipped to grab the phone and turned the alarm off, annoyance and sadness fresh and lingering in her mind.

Nova didn't want to move as she picked up a bittersweet feeling from only a momentary series of actions. Still holding onto the Connor plushie, she got up from the bed and laid it next to a heart-shaped box that lay on a desk within her room.

She reflexively wiped something from her eyes and retorted within her mind saying, 'Some pollen might be around the house today…’

With a small smile, she walked out of the room and into the hallway, leaving the Connor plushie to watch light slowly close behind her, eventually having the room in darkness.

#nvtfoa #Nova Butterfly #AU #I can also cause pain #but not as good as E

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burstzen · 6 years

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Nvtfoa Destiny Ch. 3: Guardian Partner

Hello everyone! I apologize for not posting anything last month, I just wasn’t feeling it due to apathy and motivation being on the down-low. But i am back with another chapter of this au, which is relatively short. All Nvtfoa characters belong to @mrevaunit42 and @marionette-j2x while all Star vs the forces of evil characters belongs to Disney, enjoy!

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Connor sighed as he sat in the co-pilot seat as he turned his head to his left side that was towards Nova, who had an irritated look that could intimidate any Fallen. Connor was about to say something but decided against it considering the events that had just transpired.

Connor thought to himself and what had just happened in the abandoned hanger he had cleared out with Nova. He wondered why she even decided to risk so much on this espionage, or why she decided to suddenly appear and ask him directly instead of just leading him to who knows where that nearly got him killed the last time he was there. Not to mention, there was still the lingering mystery of what exactly he could do as a Guardian and how he was able to summon some sort of etheric bow to take out a 10ft Fallen-

“... How did you make it out of there?” Nova asked, making Connor exit his cycle of questions running rampant throughout his head as he turned towards Nova.

“Umm…,” Connor started off, not sure on how to respond with an appropriate answer, “I… Shot them.”

Nova rolled her eyes and sighed in slight frustration, “I know that Mr. Obvious, but how did you make it out with an Archon Priest on your tail? Even if you had my sword with you, it wouldn’t have been enough with how weak you are now,”

Connor felt slight offense to her words, but dismayed the sting that was present, “And you can’t even use the light properly enough for anything to manifest! Seriously, how did you even get out alive!?”

Nova’s voice was filled with concern and frustrated questioning, in a moment of slight panic at her tone, all Connor could do was respond with was, “I shot a purple glowing bow at it…”

Silence took the cockpit of the ship as she turned her head towards Connor, mouth agape and eyes widened in disbelief. Seeming like she didn’t want to nearly collide with a mountain again, Nova turned her head towards were she was flying again and tried to calm down. Unfortunately, Connor still noticed an emotion of panic in her eyes as silently said, “Dad is gonna to kill me…”

“Your Dad tried to catch you when we left right?” Connor asked, trying to get some more context about the situation Nova appeared to be in.

“Y-yea.,” Nova said with hesitance in her voice, showing her discomfort about the topic with sifting eyes going towards Connor and then towards the sky ahead of them. Then after a moment, her face and posture changed from one of nervousness to serious contemplation.

“Why are you so nervous about him? What could he do to you to be so nervous?”

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Connor felt as though fleeing to fight another day wasn’t such a bad idea as three pairs of eyes looked at Nova and Connor with varying degrees of severity, but the other two gazing eyes could not compare to the level of discernment Marco Diaz had. He alone had a look that could have mountains breaking in a cold sweat in no time.

Marco himself was opposite to the pair of Guardians and he was covered in a mixture of thin, but bulky looking red and black armor that had a rectangular black outlined red plate on his left shoulder. His Titan mark was a cloth of bare red with the Vanguard symbol positioned on the bottom of it.

Star was there again as well on the right of the table, however, she was wearing white plated boots and a cyan blue robe this time with white outlines. She also wore a holographic warlock bond that had a blue version of the Vanguard symbol, but still had a final small white triangle on it. Star herself had a disappointed look on her, however, it was laxer than Marco’s or the other person sitting across from her.

The final Vanguard member was someone who sat on the left wore a maroon cloak that hung from the back of his neck with a black version of the Vanguard symbol and wore all black armor. He himself had Maroon hair that stood up, but more interestingly to Connor, had blue skin with his eyes also slightly glowing the same color as his hair.

Marco sighed as he set both hands down in the table, seeing as though he was trying to not look at Nova or Connor directly.

“Umm…” Connor spoke. The three pairs of eyes shifted in Connor’s direction and he immediately regretted saying anything, but continued to face towards the unknown Vanguard member in the room, “I’m Connor, what’s your name… er, sir?”

“Tom, Tom Lucitor, and judging by your gear and info gathering your our new Guardian that Nova decided to take a walk through enemy territory with,” Tom replied with a cold, yet somewhat understanding gaze as he looked at Connor, “From my understanding, you only just arrived in the Tower just today right?”

Connor nodded as he felt more tension in the room by the line of questioning, “So tell us, why did you decide to go with her? You could have easily opened the cargo door and stopped her from her little adventure, so why risk your life for the second day in a row?”

Connor shifted his head towards Nova who was looking at her father with a half frustrated and a half worried expression on her face and then looked back at the Vanguard leader to say, “I… don't really know. I guess I… wanted to look out for her.”

All eyes were suddenly on Connor as the room got quiet and the three Guardians at the ends of the table looked at each other with a slightly confused, yet impressed looks on their faces.

“You’re definitely a Guardian that’s for sure,” Star said, “But, Connor, there’s no reason why you would just suddenly go with someone you never knew and that applies especially to here because you just got resurrected close to a day and a half ago. Why go with her?”

The question permeated Connor’s mind as well, however, he already knew the answer… He just wasn’t sure on what to think of them.

Every time Connor looked at Nova his mind felt this odd sense of… Nostalgia,. This feeling tethered itself to other emotions like protectiveness, care, and joy that confused him… yet felt like his whole body said yes to just being beside her.

“... I feel like I used to know her, and I don’t know why.” Connor said, gaining the attention of Nova who looked at him in awe.

In fact, the other three Guardians also looked at him in awe as their interest suddenly felt like it was primarily on him and only him.

“That’s something that doesn’t happen every day.” Marco suddenly spoke, “Typically Guardians lose all senses of their previous lives, not to mention it concerns Nova in particular.”

He began eying Connor in suspicion and this made him feel as though he was on trial for crimes he never committed, “This isn’t your typical affair, not to mention an etheric bow to kill one of the main leaders of the Fallen households?”

“Crazier things have happened, but nothing as of recent… Not like this,” Star said gathering the attention of Connor, “I mean, if anything, it just means your someone to keep an eye out for.”

Marco nodded and then turned back to Connor, “But from our understanding, you used a bow to defeat the Archon Priest? That’s also not something that happens every day, considering Nightstalkers are very rare, especially for a brand new Guardian.”

“But it would make sense on how he managed to beat an Archon, I mean there’s Gunslinger and Bladedancer sure, but having a tether from a Nightstalker against something as strong as an Archon is basically game set and match if it was to get hit by it in combination with that sword.”

Star nodded, “Yep! But Nightstalkers have to be more on the calmer or focused personality wise, that must mean that said Newblood is calmer than he looks when he is getting shot at.”

Connor was in an awkward position as the Vanguard leaders talked about him, seeing as they appeared to know more about what was going on with him more so than what he knew himself.

“What’s a Nightstalker?” Connor suddenly asked, gaining the attention of the three in front of him and Nova beside him.

“Whoops, sorry for leaving you in the dark Connor,” Star apologized, “A Nightstalker is someone who can use the void as a Hunter! Which is what you seem to be judging by your story.”

Connor nodded, still confused but slowly getting the grasp of things as she continued, “They very rare among Guardians and don’t typically just come from or start at rebirth of a Guardian, that and you seem to have a history with our daughter is putting up a few red flags that can’t be ignored.” Connor’s head quickly spun around to Nova as he whispered, “Your PARENTS are part of the Vanguard!?”

“I’m guessing Nova didn’t tell you? She tends to do that a lot,” Said Marco, who simply pinched his nose in slight frustration, “She also tends to go out on her own and not report back in on what she is doing. Not to mention she goes in alone without a fireteam.” Connor could see the slight wince as Nova’s eyes flickered slightly in response as her gaze turned towards only Marco.

“So, seeing as that is the main topic at hand…” Marco said, finally meeting his daughters gaze, “Nova, you directly disobeyed orders whilst you were under watch from another Guardian and endangered the life of a freshly rebirthed Guardian all to do a mission which was to be done at a later date my another fireteam.”

“However, you did do the mission and helped the tower greatly by saving time and the potential lives of other Guardians at risk and for that, your punishment will not be one of imprisonment.”

The four other Guardians looked at Marco in slight surprise with their eyes partially open, but Star and Tom smiled a second later with a knowing glance as they turned their attention towards the Red Guardian.

“Therefore, my only choice is to put you on patrol duty for a month, With this order, the patrols will take place on earth, and only earth, understood?”

Connor turned to Nova who looked like she had been a statue all of her life as she mouthed words, but no sound came out, “You will have an average of twenty-five patrols a day starting today and will only be able to come back towards the end of sunrise. Are we clear?”

Nova’s face was contorted to a face of anger, frustration, shock, disbelief, and incomprehension all into one face. Connor looked back towards Nova as sympathy began to wash over him and turned towards the Vanguard leaders in response to her reaction.

Connor felt as though he knew her, but to no end, he could not figure out why. With her leaving like this, and for that long, he may never find out the answers he was looking for for a very long time. So he turned to the three Guardians in front of him with a determined, yet nervous glance as he spoke out a question.

“May I go along with Nova?”

The Vanguard leaders looked at Connor with confused, yet intrigued glances as Nova simply stopped walking as Nova turned her head around towards the black haired Guardian. “Why?” Was all Marco asked as he and the two other leaders stared at Connor, waiting to see what his response was.

Nervousness crept up Connor’s spine as he scrambled for a reason. A moment passed and he said, “I’m a new Guardian right? So I’m going to need someone to teach me what to do and how to do it. From what I can guess, patrols are pretty boring and aren’t the riskiest thing in the world, wouldn’t that be a great way for me to get to grips with the situation and train me to become more of a Guardian than I am now?”

Tom chuckled, Star squealed with slight giddy, and Marco simply lets out a disgruntled sigh at the situation. Connor looked at the sudden shift in tone with surprise as, at this point, he felt as though he might have said something wrong. “Give me a moment with to discuss your request Connor, for now, I ask that you wait outside the door with Nova.” Connor nodded and walked out of the room with Nova and onto the plaza of the Tower. The view itself was gorgeous as they looked out to see the city and its various buildings and countless lights that flickered off just as the sun was about to fully escape the peak the distant mountains with the massive dormant Traveler floating in the center of the city. Behind them was a community of Guardians doing there own business and only taking a few glances towards the two who were on the balcony. “Why did you want to stay with me?” Spoke out Nova, grabbing his attention from his gazes at the surroundings, “You could have just been done with me or never have seen me again so that I wouldn’t get you in trouble again… or in danger again for that matter…” Connor felt a ping of sadness and empathy creep into his chest as Nova’s face was conflicted with emotions, and Connor guessed that it wasn’t one due to her punishment just now.

“I’m the person responsible for… taking you against your will,” Connor smiled slightly and slightly rolled his eyes as he stayed quiet while she continued, “I’m the one who wanted to be selfish there and-”

“Who said you took me against your will?” Connor suddenly spoke out, catching Nova off guard and buying a look from her.

“I could have easily done the right thing and stopped you, and I could have easily ignored you, but I didn’t,” Connor said with a calming tone. He didn’t know what he was doing, only pure instinctual thought and natural reaction were determining his success, and the same type of nervousness from being in the vicinity of the Vanguard leaders began to form in his spine as he continually made eye contact.

“I could have done a lot of things in that situation, but I didn’t… and I probably wouldn’t have,” Great confusion filled Nova’s eyes as to where Connor was going with this and Connor just kept a calm smiling, despite Connor’s rising feeling of tension throughout his body.

“And knowing I had the option of to purposely stop whatever you were doing and then choosing not to do anything about, but to instead support you, means that I have become just as guilty as you in all of this… so it’s not entirely your fault.”

Connor looked away for a moment before staring at the Big ball of white in front of him that was the Traveler to distract himself from Nova’s gaze as he felt more confused, yet invested in her that he wanted to admit. Every part of his conscious wanted to remember these feelings towards the girl beside him, to remember why he even knew her name before he even heard her say it.

But nothing came to pass as he struggled in vain with his memories, as only recent events began to surface and nothing else.

Connor sighed a little as he looked back at Nova, for she too began to gaze upon the Traveler and wonder her own thoughts that Connor could not even begin, or dare to guess. Eventually, she looked back at Connor who was staring at her and then smiled, she quickly looked away as Connor noticed small a small tint of pink at the center of her cheeks.

“Even if you’re right, I shouldn’t have even allowed you to confront ahead of command with one of the enemies… even if you did take him out almost single-handedly.” Nova said after a moment.

“Almost?” Connor said in a mocking tone, gaining the attention of Nova who responded with her own mocking smile.

“Yea! if it wasn’t for my sword, you wouldn’t have made it out of that situation, Nightstalker or not!” Nova’s words caused an eye roll from Connor as the argument continued.

“Well, who was the one who dealt the final blow?”

“Who was the one who damaged AND dragged the crew away whilst said Guardian made the killing blow?!”

“Who was the one who used the sword to were him down?!”

“Who was the one who gave you the sword in the first place?!”

At this point the two of them had their arms crossed and Connor couldn’t help but begin to break his own facade with a smile and laugh. Nova did this as well and the two laughed in the middle of the tower plaza as passing Guardians looked at the two with varying glances.

“Okay, okay. Almost single-handedly, but that just means we make a good team.” Connor said as his brief moment of laughter passed, “Think we should stay together and figure this whole thing out?”

Nova looked Connor in the eyes as he felt the answer before the words even left her mount, but she still said, “Sure. Let’s stick together Connor.”

#nvtfoa #nova vs #nova vs the forces of adolescence #au #mrevaunit42

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