Guilt filled you as you thought about what the boys go through every night. They were torn apart and fixed every night and there was little you could do about it. If you tried to stop them, you might be killed to protect the companies’ investments. If you called the police, they may not care since the boys may not be considered living creatures. If you tried to out the candy company through social media and the like, it might make more trouble for Sun and Moon. Might get them locked away or worst. Like if the factory closed the tours and kept everyone but close workers inside.
“I wish I could do more for you guys. I can’t even sneak anything in for you cause they check everyone’s bags at the gate and stuff.” You frowned sadly. “They even check pockets.”
“Couldn’t you take medicine to keep you from being in pain at least? You know, during the…harvest?” You asked, cringing at the word harvest.
Moon shook his head as he kept drinking from the syrup tube. He tried to suck more, but the tube seemed to have run dry, making him look at it with a sigh. “No, it changes the taste of the candy. And the effects. One time, Freddy found some painkillers from one of the harvesters once, and all of the chocolate and jelly that was harvested the next day was considered tainted and defective.”
You blinked before looking at them. “Chocolate AND jelly?”
Sun rubbed his healing arms. “Didn’t you go through the tour? Many times?”
“Not going to lie, I kind of zoned out after seeing you guys. I was focusing on you guys since…you know, my job was to get the Sundrop and Moondrops.”
“Sorry, habit…But, how are you going to be paid? Don’t you have to be paid to live?” Sunny asked worriedly.
The fact that he was worried about you meant a lot. You had hoped they thought of you as someone they could trust. You may be a PI, but you wanted others to trust you to do right by people. “Don’t you worry about me, Sunny, I’ll be okay. Thank you though.” You smiled. “Tell me about the others though! Freddy is chocolate and jelly??”
“Ooh yeah! So He’s a chocolate covered Gummy bear, and Bonnie is a chocolate bunny.” Sun said cheerfully. “The company turns the candy they take off of them into mini versions of them. Them and Chica are a big hit around Easter.”
“Oh yeah, Chica is like an easter Peep right?”
“Uuuuh, you mean marshmallow and sugar right?”
“Yeah of course! Those are Easter Peeps. What about Foxy, I heard He was something weird...”
Sun made a somewhat disgusted face. “Oh yes! He has a candy shell like us, but instead of space inbetween his endo and shell, he’s stuffed with Peanuts! Bitter hard peanuts. His harvest is usually just a poke to break the shell and get all the peanuts to drain out.”
“Bet you envy him a little.” You smiled compassionately.
You snorted at the thought but tried to stifle your laugh. “I’m sorry, That must be painful, I shouldn’t laugh.” You giggled.
“It is actually kind of funny. He doesn’t seem to mind it too much. I think he might not have much feeling in his legs anymore or something cause half the time he doesn’t seem to notice.” Sunny giggled.
“It’s almost time to open.” Moon suddenly interjected. “You should get going.”
“Oh wow already?? Gosh time fly’s…okay, I’ll see you guys again in a couple days, okay?”
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ROUND ONE: Grass vs. Poison Dart Frog
Propaganda:
Grass:
Many animals eat it so why can’t humans? Maybe it would be nice to be like a serene cow enjoying some grass.
With such a beautiful vibrant green color, it tricks you into thinking it could be a refreshing snack. But the harsh reality is that it’s mediocre and you probably ended up eating some dirt too. Heartbreaking.
I ate grass in primary school, particularly year 2. Shovelled it into my mouth. It tasted of nothing. I wanted to be a cow. I did not succeed in being a cow, but it did hydrate me slightly and I am dehydrated as fuck so I think it deserves to get in.
Be a Herbivore! Eat grass! Don't worry about taxes!
It's not enough to touch grass, I need to eat it!
Go touch grass, then eat grass (THIS IS PROPAGANDA FROM ME, THE MOD)
Poison Dart Frog:
Look at him, LOOK AT HIM.tasty mmmmm. Is it poison? Absolutely. Is it going in my mouth? Absol-fucking-lutley
He look like candy, he colored like candy. Squishy like gummy. Pretty. It's going in my mouth.
Frogs are gay. Gay frogs. GAYYYYYYY (THIS IS PROPAGANDA FROM ME, THE MOD)
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Bestie
Disclaimer/edit: This is my first fanfic Ever so please don't be mean. I have never played COD and I have no idea how I ended up in the fandom but I'm here now. Also I typed this on my phone so forgive me for that.
CW: cursing
The silence is... comfortable, all things considered. You, curled up in the corner of the couch with a book you finally have time to read, and Ghost, looking over some papers in the armchair that's seen better days, with a steaming "cuppa" as he likes to call it. You want to tease him about it but well... it's Ghost, your superior and probably the most intimidating person you have ever met and you'd rather not find out the hard way that he doesn't have a sense of humor.
But you two have gotten into a kind of routine where, when there was down time between missions that was just a little too quiet, you'd both end up here in the common area and do your own thing.
So when Soap does a double-take when walking through, asking "Right, what's all this then?," you knew you had to fuck with him.
A glance at Ghost before looking back, "What are you talking about?," sporting a confused look on your face.
"I mean you two hanging out. I've never seen you two together in the same room outside of briefings before."
Back to Ghost and you share a look, hoping your eyes convey that he go along with what you're about to do.
"Of course we'd be hanging out, we're best friends," you give an incredulous look.
"...fuckin' what," Soap gives an incredulous look back.
"Oi! Manage that," Ghost growls.
"Oh fuck you, I was talkin' to Gaz for 5 minutes outside that door and I haven't heard a Sound come out of this room that entire time," Soap says, becoming frustrated.
"That's because our friendship has surpassed the need for words. We're comfortable just being in each other's company," you respond, leaning back into the couch.
"I think you're full of shit 'cause I've never seen you two together or meetin' up except for when necessary," Soap very pointedly says.
"What are you, their mum?" You couldn't be fucking happier that Ghost was going along with this as Soap sends a look his way.
"Yeah! And not that it's any of your business, but we went to karaoke just last week!," bringing the attention back to you.
"Karaoke? Him!? You expect me to believe that?!" You do feel Ghost's stare on the side of your face, probably wondering how you're going to make this in anyway believable.
"Well it's more me singing and him indulging me by coming. He doesn't sing unless I have at least 5 drinks in me but I never remember much afterwards..." trailing off and scrunching up your face, hoping you look like you're trying to remember these made up nights.
Soap glares at you for a moment, trying to find some kind of fault on your face before letting out a sigh.
"Yeah, that actually sounds like something he'd do. Now what was this comment about her mum?" Soap asks, turning towards Ghost.
"I was facetiming her when he came up behind me. Scared the absolute bejeezus out of her enough for her to scold him. When he was finally able to get an apology in she started asking questions as if this was school and not the military! All 'how're they doing?' and 'they getting along with the other soldiers?' It was mortifying! I might as well not have been there the way she was talking. And then- oh and Then! She asked for His number! Can you believe that?!" You deserve a fucking oscar the way you have Soap's attention over this performance.
"'S not my fault she likes me better. Says I'm a delight." The mask gives nothing away but the look in his eyes tell you he's having the time of his life, his arms over the back of the armchair, looking more relaxed than you've ever seen him.
"Oh now I Know you're fucking with me. No offense Ghost but you're about as delightful as steppin' on a pinecone barefoot!" Soap practically spits at him.
"'S not what her mum thinks. She even sent me some treacle tarts."
"She sent you treacle tarts?! She doesn't even make me those!," you get in before Soap can say anything. Never mind that she's never made them before. Ghost gives a shrug while Soap looks back and forth between the two of you, looking like he's trying to grasp at straws.
"Bu-but you're American! You've even said before that both your parents are American!"
"And my mom could have travelled and decided she wanted to have them for the rest of her life after trying them once, you ever think of that? And really? 'I'm American' is the best you can come up with?," you give a pitying look.
"This mean you believe us then? That we're best mates?" Ghost interjects in his gruff voice. Actually hearing him actively going along with the bit and not just throwing in a line or two while you ramble gets your heart racing for some reason. You hope it doesn't show on your face.
"Hell no, do you see that look on their face?!"
Fuck.
"That's because this is the first time I've ever heard him say it and I'm trying not to get emotional, don't ruin this for me," you have no idea where that came from but you barely know what you're saying any this point, "Anyways, as much as I would love to keep listening to you doubt the validity and integrity of Ghost's and my friendship, I have this thing I need to get to that starts riiiight abouut," looking over Soap's shoulder at the clock, "now, at anywhere else but here. So I'm gonna get going. Ghost, you coming?," you ask getting off the couch. You actually feel your heart drop to your ass when he actually gets up too, gathering his things.
Soap's eyes are impossibly wide as he watches the both of you make your way out, flabbergasted. And it is taking everything inside of you to keep yourself neutral, but there's just.. one last thing you have to say before you leave.
"Honestly, I'm really disappointed in you. Acting like we'd do this as a bit just to mess with you. For shame, Soap, for shame. After you," a small smile slips as you hold the door open for Ghost. He nods his head in thanks and, dare you say, almost saunters out.
Soap's eyes widen further and shouts, "Hey!," but the door's already closed.
You and Ghost walk in silence for a period until you're sure you're far enough away.
"You think that last bit was too much?," genuinely curious to how he'll respond.
"I think it was just enough for him to question if the entire thing was a sham or not. He'll be scratchin' his head for weeks after this," his low voice giving away the smirk that's in there. You both stop and look at each other for a pause before you dissolve into a fit of giggles.
"I have - never Seen - Soap look so mad before!," you manage to gasp out, clutching your sides as you fall against the wall, "Oh my God I wonder how long I could have kept that up for! Thank you for going along with me."
"Are you kidding? That's gonna be putting a smile on my face for the next month." And that sends you into another fit, doubling over almost sending you to the ground. Entirely missing the quiet chuckle he lets out.
"I think we could milk this out for another week. What say you? Wanna keep the bit going?," he sticks out his hand, his eyes more playful than you ever knew they could be, that you completely forget to be surprised at his question. A grin creeps up onto your face and you give his hand an enthusiastic shake, wholly ready to commit to the bit.
"Bestie, I think we can make it 2."
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So I’m not a big Percy Jackson fan and only read the first and third book but I came up with a thought as I’m listening to the entirety of Hawaii Part II. I straight up kept messaging my sister about this that I wouldn’t doubt she’s gonna block me and the personalities may be wrong but hear me out.
It would be funny as hell if the gods thought that Joe Hawley was one of their kids.
So the thought process went like this. Originally this was just to see if Apollo would at least like one song from the album but quickly derailed.
Joe as Apollo’s kid
The album is considered by many as a great one and is known by many even if they don’t know it
Songs from the album are pretty much always trending somewhere even if it’s just parts like with Murders or Labyrinth
Some parts of the songs from the album have been in other songs and have been in a work in progress that Joe put a lot of thought into
Bro was making this before making this
In Isle Unto Thyself he mentions Apollo by name and mentions the moon a lot I. The song so it could be a him flattering his aunt
He could be Artemis’s favorite nephew with how he sings about her
This got me thinking that what if Poseidon liked Joe
This leads to the other option
Joe as Poseidon’s kid
The album is called Hawaii Part II and talks about the ocean as well with songs like Stranded Lullaby and Dream Sweet in Sea Major either implying it or having it in the name
But there is also Hidden in the Sand with Tally Hall which Joe both wrote and sung
He could just be a child of Poseidon who is good at music
In Dream Sweet in Sea Major he mentions the whale and has the ocean waves in the background
Stranded Lullaby straight up says he’s lost at sea
In hidden in the sand the music video takes place on a boat that ends up sinking and ultimately kills everyone
Admitted less for him
This led me to one more
Joe as Hades’s kid
The album and many of Joe’s songs are about death
I know Hades ain’t the god of death but the god of the afterlife and of the dead
Death and the afterlife is a common theme with the album
While Joe never said what the story is about it has a bunch of death and talks about the afterlife with this like the song Murders and parts where he talks about the edge of the universe and the moon
The album is seen by many as a story about two lovers where Simon (the man person we follow) kills his love who depending on your views is either obsessed with the afterlife or just murdered and is seen by Simon as being on the other side where he wishes to join her
Either way could just be Hades’s kid with musical talent like with the Poseidon one
But this got me thinking
What if Joe was just some dude who the gods thought was one of theirs
Apollo sees this dude who made a great album that involves the sea, the moon, the afterlife, and mentions him and is like “oh neat, either Hades or Poseidon had another kid that is good with music and mentions me.”
Poseidon and Hades are basically the same
Artemis doesn’t really care but thinks the kid is chill and doesn’t give it a second thought
The rest of the god have no fucking clue what the hell is going on when one of them mention him
It’s just a constant debate on whose kid it could be cause if one of the big three had another kid they didn’t want to deal with him but if he’s Apollo then he can do whatever he wants
Imagine one of the three overhears and is just like “isn’t it obvious?” And walks away which confuses everyone even more
Imagine if they got the demigods involved to try and hunt him down just to check and finished the debate
Just the gods making a big deal about this while the three who could possibly be related just don’t care cause he ain’t theirs
Local man caused chaos amongst the god by simply existing
Anyway yeah. Hopefully my sister doesn’t block or kill me. She was the one into the series not me so she is the sacrifice for my lack of knowledge.
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