Pearl and Gem glance at each other. Then, as one, they glance back at Tango, who is, evidently, not Tango.
“Do we have an amnesiacold on our hands?” Gem asks.
“Maybe,” says Pearl, glancing back at Tango again. “Tango, buddy, you feeling alright?”
“I—” Tango opens his mouth. Closes it again. “I mean, I’m a little under the weather, to tell you the truth—I ate a South African sausage and it disagreed with me.”
Pearl hums. “And it’s messed with your memory a bit, right?”
“Yes! I mean, no—I mean, how did you—?”
“Would you say that you have a bit of an amnesiacold, Tango?” asks Gem.
“Amnesiacold?”
“You know. Amnesiacold!” Gem says. “When you get sick and forget everything and feel like somebody else?”
“Ah.” Tango pulls himself to shore. Frowns. “It’s more of an amnesia-food-poisoning, if I’m honest.”
Pearl winces. “Your poor digestive system.”
“It’s not very nice Pearl, I’ll tell you that much,” Tango says, voice low, one hand pressed against his stomach as he pulls a face.
“Okay, that’s enough, I don’t need to hear about your gut issues,” Gem interrupts. “But—you have an amnesiacold! You know, I was an amnesiacold last season.”
“You mean, you had an amnesiacold?”
“No, I was one.” Gem winks. “Like—Tango has an amnesiacold. But you? You’re the amnesiacold. You know?”
Tango’s shoulders hike up with discomfort. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m Tango. And I think you guys should—should skadoodle somewhere else. Should bother-someone-else-ificate. Begone.”
“I had an amnesiacold last season, you know,” Pearl says. “Gem was one. You can tell us, buddy, we’re not gonna tell anyone.”
“Promise,” Gem says with a nod. “This is a safe space! You don’t have to pretend to be someone you’re not with us.”
Tango stares at them for a long, long moment, then sags, face falling. He looks exhausted, suddenly, and Pearl feels a rush of sympathy. It can’t be easy, being thrown into the game halfway through, with no context for anything.
“It’s been rough, dudes,” Tango says, voice cracking. “It’s been really really rough. I forgot how hard it was to get anything done on this server! There’s so much chaos, and—”
Wait.
“Ren?”
Not-Tango grins. “In the flesh,” he says with a bow of his head. “Or… not my flesh, exactly.”
“Ren?” Gem asks, tilting her head in confusion.
“Oh, that’s right, you’ve never met…”
Gem and Ren peer at each other for a moment. “You do look familiar,” Ren says eventually.
“Yeah,” Gem agrees. “I mean, obviously you look familiar—you look like Tango!—but… yeah.”
They stare at each other for a moment more.
“Maybe we met in a dream?” Ren says at last.
Gem nods. “Sure. Makes as much sense as anything else.”
Pearl glances between them, rocking awkwardly back on her heels. She clears her throat, drawing their attentions back to her. “Welcome back, buddy,” she says to Ren. “Good to see you again.”
“I wish that I could say the same,” Ren says morosely. “I thought I was—I was done, Pearl.” Now that she knows it's Ren, she can hear his cadence in Tango’s voice, voice dropping rough and low with drama as he bows his head. “I was done. No more games, not for the ol’ diggity dog. And now… Here I am!” He laughs a little, stretching out his arms to indicate the server at large. “In a body that’s not mine, in a world I’ve never seen, in a game I do not understand.”
“Oh, Ren…” Pearl frowns. She doesn’t know what to say.
Gem jumps in. “Hey, it’s okay! It’s just one session, you know? You can do one session!”
“I suppose I must.” Ren looks up at them, jaw tightening. “If I am here—I suppose I must.”
“I’d never been in any of these games before I was Cleo for a bit last season,” Gem says. “So you have an advantage there! And, hey—maybe you can come back next season, and we can meet for real?”
Ren shifts uncomfortably. There’s something heavy hanging about him, something Pearl can’t quite understand. She remembers the last time she’d seen him, skull caved in from the dripstone spike dropped on his head. She remembers her own amnesiacold, the exhaustion that had dragged at her before it had settled in, the memories that had plagued her and just wouldn’t go away. And she wonders—
Just how exhausted would you have to be that your body would have to leave as well as the rest of your self?
Just how sick would you have to be before you didn’t want to come back?
Still, Ren steadies himself. Quirks Tango’s mouth into a smile. “Maybe,” he says, meeting Gem’s gaze. “That would be nice, to meet for real.”
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Every Bit of Fanfiction I’ve Ever Posted on Tumblr
An Exhausting Exhaustive List
for fandoms including My Mad Fat Diary, Mericcup, Kristanna, Tangled, Shieldshock, Steggy, Miraculous Ladybug, and Newsies (1992)
I should specify that this
1. is every bit that I could find, since Tumblr’s on-blog search is pants
2. only includes fics posted in their entirety on here; so, for example, none of Darcy Lewis Can’t Lose appears on this list
3. does include stories later posted to FF.net and/or AO3
4. includes works in length from three to five sentences (most of which are in answer to prompts) to nearly 5000 words
My Mad Fat Diary
You Keep Me Searching
French for Beginners
600
quiet, soft, music
friendship, boys, sessions
therapy, understanding, snacks
secret, shoulder, rain
lonely, comfort, music
first time, nervous, reassuring
gig, gang, scooter
Between Mates
beer, guitar, silver
puppy, music, rain
7:43 a.m.
sunset, sugar, sarcasm
video camera, Dad, bruise
snow, sex, tears
love, sex, Finn
Like gold
Full English Breakfast
A*
ocean, bear, bag
Smoke
Believe Me
Beautiful
Words
But it’s just the price I pay
Open up my eager eyes
Rae & Darcy
Could Be Worse
Mericcup
baby, dragon, teething
Fireflies
Diversion
Promises to Keep
Make Do and Mend
Save Money. Live Better.
Shivers
Runs in the Family
sword practice
For Want of a Shirt
Crowning Glory
Ráð
Honey
Hiding ‘Til You Came Along
Take Me Now Lest I Be Dead
Ultimate
more summer camp
Just You Wait and See
Steady as the Rain
fire alarm
Wet Ink
Snow Day
eyes
lipgloss stains
Renaissance Faire
before dawn
h/c
“‘F you don’t shut your mouth...”
ballad
with you
terrible twos, swords, child safety locks
Nudge
legends, Thor, history
naked, blushing, self conscious
scars, kisses, quiet
tattoo, braids, warriors
astronomy
gown, torn, linen
dragon, snake, grass
cuddling
Even If the Years Have Changed Us pt 1 and 2
Study Break
touch
watch the queen conquer
dress fitting
terrible first time
loving again
meeting the animal friends
kilts
daughter’s first heartbreak
birth of their first child
confetti
ring(s)
Olympics
Hogwarts
texting
chainmail
betrothal
run
hands
Astrid & Merida
axe, freedom, boots
Vikings
Before the Light
Connie & 11
Stardust and Stripes
Kristanna
warmth, touch, hug
advice from Eugene
alcohol
Vikings
drunk
Tangled
finger paint, unamused, purple
baby
surprise
HTTYD2
Milady
a little encouragement
Over the Garden Wall
see you again
Steve/Darcy
elevator, ticklish, cupcake
assignment, fraternising, red
break, fire, snow
rescue from a bad date
meet cute
I’ve had worse dates than this
media, ComicCon, hiding
wish, blue, confession
altercation, tension, forms
medieval
medieval--dancing
mission, pretend, escape
singing, shower, cellphone
glass, pulse, rose
A Knight’s Tale AU
and a motorcycle
The Story of Tonight
Ringtones revisited
Darcy
She Stands Against Pain
Darcy & Stiles
Aether, Steel
Darcy/Johnny Storm
winter, assignment, breakdown
trapped, argument, blue
flirt, slap, crush
This is all your fault, Storm
cussing, theft, marshmallows
myth, numbers, cloth
Steve/Peggy
lady knight Peggy and squire Steve
white silk
heatwave
Tea for Two
Thor/Jane
Underneath the Aurora
kitten, Apple Jacks, toes
Thor & Darcy
cape problems
knitting
Miraculous Ladybug
dance
birthday
cinema
Five Steps
hair puns
queen
anchor
When Calls the Heart
Concerning Elizabeths
A Royal Night Out
Elizabeth visits Paris
Supergirl
obligatory comets ficlet
Newsies (1992)
Words on a Page
Sarah character sketch
Fraternity
a little unrequited crush
Medda’s daughter
featuring Newsies OC Hana
Priatelia a rodina
geography
A Walk in the Park
Lunch Date
a letter to Jozef
tired
Seward Park
American Etiquette and Rules of Politeness
the beginning of a long, hot summer
a trip to Irving Hall
Swoon
Pauline’s name day
Introductions
gardenias
Scraps
hats
miláčik
Hana’s name day
Duane Street
C.M. James & Co.
Juraj
dancing
the ceili
Butterflies
a fight
five hundred words
Tatko’s observations
investigating Snoddy
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