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Ok, so I haven’t been active like AT ALL for the past 4 months. The main reason is because I’ve been busy with personal stuff (gotta try my hand at steaming video games incredibly soon).
And the secondary reason -that kept me offline because there’s another computer at home that at that time was faster and more convenient than my laptop so I used it instead- is that back in february I started getting back into South Park, lurking around and reading meta posts. And there’s TONS of meta about this show so it took a while.
Tl;Dr : While my blog is still going to focus on kids’ cartoons, there’s going to be a few posts talking about SP before going back to Mi//lo because I need to get some stuff off my chest. If you don’t want anything to do with it but still follow the blog, you can block the “South Park” and “SP” tags. Those posts will be put early (for US time at least) so it’s easier to avoid depending on how much you scroll. And while I won’t talk about SP much past those few posts, I will make more as answers if I get sent questions about the show.
Long explanation including my experience with SP under the cut
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For context, I’ve known about this show since I was a kid (had an older sibling who thought it was a good idea to show a literal 9 years-old such a show. It wasn’t. Like, I’m not traumatized or anything and my sibling actually forbade me from watching specific episodes on top of me knowing swearing was a big no. But still, don’t show SP to freaking kids).
Then during my teenage years I had fond memories of this show but was too afraid of its potential sexual content to get back to it. Eventually, I stopped being sex-repulsed when I turned 18-19 and, around two years ago, had the time to watch the whole show and made that one post about “Buddha Box” (pretty sure I also lurked around the fandom and looked up some meta back then as well). As of right now, I watch whenever new episodes come out.
Why am I talking about this ? Because reading some meta made me want to say a few things about the show.
But the thing is, my blog has been focused on kids’ shows for a while now so I’m well-aware that part of the people reading my posts are minors. And while I know that the SP fandom has many teenagers in it, I also know that the idea of getting back into this show as a teen myself made me uncomfortable back then due to the fear of what I could end up stumbling across. I mean, the show has quite the reputation for a reason.
So this post is basically a warning for my younger audiences, along with any adult who’s understandably uncomfortable with SP : I only intend to make a handful of posts + a few oneshots, and all of it will be tagged as both “South Park” and “SP” so block those tags if you don’t wanna see it (or block my blog as a whole if you don’t want to follow someone who likes such a show; I’m in no place to judge people for wanting to feel comfortable while scrolling through Tumblr)
Tbh, I’m kind of a closeted fan due to its reputation. So as a result, know that I don’t intend on reblogging any post (as tempting as it can be because the meta of this fandom can be so good sometimes !). I’m definitely going to follow some blogs focused on SP meta but you won’t see any of it on my blog. Also, I intend to post my stuff early and then bury it under other stuff I want to reblog. And given how long I’ve been offline, there’s plenty of other stuff to reblog.
Although, if you want me to talk about South Park, you can send asks and I will answer them. My askbox is open to any question about any piece of media that is part of my fandom tags list or my PFP, even if it includes stuff I never talked about before or stayed distant from the fandom of. SP is no exception to this.
Another thing I wanted to say : if you’re interested in watching but is afraid of what you’ll end up seeing, I’d advise you to look up lists of trigger warnings if that’s a thing or ask someone who knows the show like the back of their hand for a list of episodes you might like (don’t ask me about it tho. I haven’t watched the full show in almost two years, which was also the first time I saw 90% of the episodes past season 8, on top of making the mistake of binge-watching to see one season per day/2 days). One thing for sure, though, is that pretty much every episode contains delicate stuff.
Btw, as someone who watched the show in French and only recently watched some scenes in English, I wanna point out that the English version uses the R-slur a LOT. Or at least, it wasn’t as noticeable when I watched the French version.
But I think that might be due to the fact that, in French, we have the word “con” which means “fucking stupid” and I wouldn’t be surprised if many occasions of the R-slur being used was replaced in French with this insult, hence why the word doesn’t seem to appear as much (they do use the French equivalent of the R-slur at times tho. Just like for any other slur the show uses).
In general, you can expect a lot of slurs and stereotypes from this show so be wary of that. Best example I can give as a NB transmasc : I’m definitely bothered by “Board Girls”, though I’m more bothered by the way transphobes used this episode to be assholes.
Ultimately, when thinking about SP and trans rep, I try comforting myself by thinking about the episode “The Cissy” that talks about “separating transphobes from the normal people who don’t care”. It’s sweet how they call trans people and non-transphobes cis people the “normal” ones.
Plus, you have “Fractured but Whole” with an incredibly large sexuality and gender selection that shows that Matt and Trey really did their homework, giving out the hope that “Board Girls” came from a place of ignorance on top of a lack of a recurring trans character as part of the main/major cast, rather than them being mean-spirited towards trans people. Hence why the reception bothers me more than the episode itself.
Also, just as a small note, I watch the show for the characters first but also for the entertainment, and by characters I mean the kids. I’m not American, don’t know shit about American celebrities and I’m not invested in politics. So when it comes to the message of an episode, I either understand it or doesn’t, in which case I don’t really try to get much info on what was to understand.
Like, taking for example an episode from S25 : in “City People”, I could tell the show was making fun of realtors and people from big cities but, since I don’t know shit about either of those, I have no idea how accurate the portrayal was and didn’t think too much of it.
(So basically, I watch the show the wrong way but at least I’m getting some fun out of it)
On that note, there are also times when I completely miss the point of an episode, which actually makes me think about how the show is probably liked by “dudebros” because they’re able to close their eyes on what the show mocks about them or twist it in a way that validates them.
But yeah, when I say I can miss the point of an episode, I’m mostly thinking about Matt and Trey spending years not believing in climate change. But I didn’t know their position on this while watching.
For example, with the episode “Two Days Before The Day After Tomorrow”, I thought the joke was that people are freaking out about climate change like it was one huge catastrophe that was about to suddenly happen, when in reality climate change is a really slow process, hence why we’ve been talking about it for years (or at least was a slow process back then, it’s gotten quicker nowadays).
So yeah, I completely missed the point on this one and it’s only later on that I learned what Matt and Trey wanted to say with this episode. Guess I was too optimistic about the duo on that one ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. At least they learned from their mistake and apologized with a two-parter later on (and I kinda love how they’re like “Yeah this guy was right about climate change. He’s still an asshole tho”, this kind of stuff is great !)
But anyways, this post is getting way too long and rambly. Long story short : blog is gonna get active again.
#Flor talks#Other#Long post#this post is WAAAAY too long for what it is#not even sure why I ramble so much in it#anyways I'm back !#again...#and here I told myself to stop disappearing for months like that >_>#I haven't even gone back to Discord yet...#also sad I missed april 1st and doesn't know if the whole 'crash' thing was done and worked#oh well 🤷♂️#for info there will be like less than 10 SP posts#or 10 max I think ?#(unless the upcoming special sparkles some ideas)#though one of them is gonna be VERY long
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Yandere vampire rottmnt au concept/idea
A rottmnt au that popped up in my head (romantic)
Warning: Mentions of violence, blood, unhealthy relationships, manipulation, kidnapping (I do not condone this behavior in real life. I Do not condone anyone to do any of these actions in real life. this is only for entertainment purposes only.
I don’t normally do character x reader writing (mostly because I’m not great at it) I mostly do character x oc stuff.
However I got a random idea for yan vampire turtles au idea?
Thought about this a day or two ago and got some great ideas on discord. Saying thank you and Crediting at @lexiechr and @astral--horrorshow for inspiring some of my ideas!
Reader is an upcoming mystery thriller novel writer seeking inspiration for the next book they want to write who moves into the local village far, far away from the city.
Reader Hear legends about vampires and decided they want to stay a little while longer to write their novel and see what All the fuss is about and one night while they are out and about on some late night errand.
The turtles (separately) spot them and instantly fell in love with their personality, the way their eyes sparkle with emotions and the way they spoke. Making them want to make reader their bride. To love and to cherish them in their castle for the rest of eternity no matter who gets in the way. Suddenly reader notices strange things occurring around them that are quite hard to ignore.
- a local bookkeeper reader was talking to the other day? Suddenly disappears and is later found in the river. The only calling card being the turtles family name emblem carved into the bookeepers flesh. A dire warning to stay away.
- The turtles visiting reader outside their cozy cottage at night, talking with them. Trying to sweet talk them into letting them in and being theirs with equally sweet promises of love and anything reader desires. Though reader is clever enough to not let them in.
- the villagers suddenly being extra nice to reader. Offering them free things to them, letting them have special privileges, life is made easier for them. It’s very confusing to reader, but the villagers know they have to unless the turtles decide to go after them.
Reader, after another string of vampire based murders and disappearances, does their research on each of the turtles and discovers more information about them based on the emblem. Wandering into the local library one late evening and finding a book on them.
The turtles are a bloodline of vampires that dated back for many years.
- Raphael, dubbed as the brawn’s of his brothers and the most feared by the town. Actively known to hunt down and brutally maul people and livestock. Occasionally steals soft things like fabrics and plushies. However he is the only one recorded to have actually spared some peoples life
- Leonardo, the charmer. Everyone in town knows his tricks, he charms and flirts with his victims before delivering the finale blow. Has been known to enter the local tavern when it’s not busy, or even steal from local tailors and jewelers to buy new shiny expensive things to add to his collection or himself.
- Donatello the mad scientist. The second most feared. His methods are simple, grab and torture his prey with his experiments in his laboratory. Villagers will not hesitate to give him the things he needs and or wants for his inventions. Leaving them outside their homes at night in an effort to get him to leave them alone.
- Mikey the artist, he will use his victims blood to decorate the streets with messages to taunt those who don’t give him what he wants. Sweet but not unwilling to cause mass chaos. Every craft store and bakery will always find something missing by morning, and sometimes he will leave different paintings on the walls of the town as a reward for their offerings.
Then, reader leaves the library that night, they are kidnapped by the turtles (separately) and brought back to their castle to be their partner for life. Promising to make them immortal, to give them all the love and joy they possibly can and making the clear vow that they won’t escape them.
However reader is clever and determined to find their way out. Even if it means playing along for now.
- Forcing themselves to Cuddle with raph and accepting his gifts and tokens of affection
- letting Leonardo shower them in compliments, dolling them up in silks and jewels while they compliment him on his attributes
- listening to Donnie speak of his inventions and praising his genius no matter how diabolical it may seem
- painting with Mikey, eating all the treats and snacks he makes them while he paints their portrait
The ultimate sacrifice for reader, other than their freedom, is to let the turtles have a taste of their blood and agreeing to be their partner for life. The turtles (separately) are much more gentle with reader, or at least they try to be.
- they’ll make sure reader comfortable. Each turtle (separately) will praise them for being brave and shower reader with compliments, cuddles, gifts after they finish. Soft blankets, their favorite snack or comfort food, a nice warm bath scented with flowers. Name it and reader can have it so long as the turtles get a taste.
Each yan vampire turtle has a different wing in their castle. Each with a specific set of theme colors and decor. Each place being huge, full of secrets for reader to uncover and secret entrances for them to potentially use so long as they don’t get caught.
Leonardo’s wing = Soft blues. Golds and silvers. Jewels encrusted everywhere you go, silks arranged around as if you were walking through a kings palace. So many drapes and screens that make it very Easy to hide what isn’t meant to be see. All the jewels and fine clothes for him to dress reader in. To shower them with compliments and sweet promises, making sure that his beloved will never want to go looking for the secret passages in the castle
Donatellos wing of the palace = Reader never dares to get to deep into his Lab, lest they find the many remains of the missing villagers turned into something sick and twisted. Donatello prefers to keep his beloved partner close to his side, showering them with endless gadgets and gizmos to impress them. Keep them distracted and their interest away from his sources of food and morbid curiosity that would put victor Frankenstein to shame.
Raphael’s wing = His halls are expansive, almost never ending. A place for the brute of the vampire brothers to wander at ease, lest his rage be incited. Rooms full of soft things and others full of little objects he collects. Objects he will gladly show and shower reader with if it means they’ll stay with him as his bride for all eternity.
Mikey’s wing = All down the halls, throughout every room reader will find art of all kinds. All of which he painted, sculpted and crafted himself with delicate yet skilled hands. He will spoil the, with all the beautiful sights and delicious smells. How can they search for the secret corridors out if they’re too distracted by Mikey’s art and him forcing them to sit for another portrait or sculpture? Or making them try all the fine delicious foods and drinks?
Most of the time reader is able to get alone time, which would be when they leave at night. Though occasionally one will stay behind to watch them, reader mostly spends their time in the ornate guest room or exploring the shadowy halls of the old castle.
Using their clever mystery novelist mind to come up with plans of escape. Writing down things about their captors and potential routes of escape in a journal they keep under a floorboard beneath their bed.Reader is kept in the highest point in the castle. That Overlooks the village and forested mountains below. Reader can only see their freedom from a distance while they bide their time.
Now, if reader managed to escape? All hell would break loose. Reader running for their life and packing any important belongings to get out of town while the loud roars and shouts of the turtles don’t linger too far behind.
- Raphael wouldn’t hesitate to reign destruction upon the village in a blind panic rage. Demanding his beloved be returned to him unless this whole town gets stomped down to the ground.
- Leonardo who is portaling to every corner of the town and nearby woods to get his beloved home safely or even threatening to portal the villagers into the gator infested swamps and wolf infested forests unless someone spills the details.
- Donatello who actively starts torturing people until someone gives him answers on where his darling went to
- Mikey who is literally using his powers to tear apart houses and farms looking for his lover
No place is left unturned, and it wouldn’t shock reader if the villagers came hunting after them to bring them back or snitched about their where about’s and to be honest, reader couldn’t blame them either.
Once and if reader is brought back to them, they are never let out of their sight if they can help it. If reader wasn't smothered before, they’ll definitely be smothered now and the wedding date will be bumped up closer from a year to a few months time.
Anyways, that’s just my random take on it. Hope you guys enjoy!
#rottmnt#vampire au#yandere rottmnt#yandere donnie#yandere donatello#yandere leonardo#yandere michelangelo#yandere raphael#vampire Donatello#vampire raph#vampire Leonardo#vampire Michelangelo#yandere tmnt x reader#rottmnt x reader#headcanon#rise of the tmnt#tcest dni
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𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 - 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐿𝑒𝑒
pairing: Mark Lee x reader
special guest: Jaehyun, Johnny, Yuta, Jungwoo, Taeyong, Doyoung, mention of Haechan
summary: Years ago, you were deeply in love with Mark Lee. He’s your first love and you thought he’d be the last. After finding out why he really dated you, he broke up with you and vanished. You were devastated and heartbroken. Now you were at the airport as the maid of honor of your best friend Aera, her wedding’s in Greece and you were flying three days earlier with her, her fiancé Jaehyun and his best man. Little did you know that Mark Lee was Jaehyun’s best man. Feelings you thought you had buried deep inside bloomed again.
song: back to you - Selena Gomez
genre: exes-to-lovers!au, angst, smut, fluff
warnings: smut, alcohol consumption, swearing
word count: 11.7k
A/N: I’m finally done. This is the last fic of my series and I can’t believe that i’m done with this series. This series means so much to me, not only because I love Selena Gomez, but also because of the meaning behind evey story. Thank you for all of your support, thank you for every comment, like, reblog, ask and follow. This is just the beginning. Also thank you for requesting that you want to read a second part to some of my stories, I’ll try to write them in the upcoming month, march. I hope you enjoy. Thanx
taglist: @alex-chann, @aesthetichrj @bvbyxuxi
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Took you like a shot
Thought that I could chase you with a cold evening
Let a couple years water down how I'm feeling about you
And every time we talk
Every single word builds up to this moment
And I gotta convince myself
I don't want it even though I do
“I have BIG news!” Aera squealed as soon as you opened the door for her. She hugged you tightly and started jumping, you jumped with her even though you had no idea why.
“Why are we jumping around?”
“Greece! I’m getting married in Greece!” she yelled happily, “You know that it’s my dream to get married in Greece and my amazing soon-to-be-husband surprised me with it! Oh god, I can’t believe I’m marrying Jaehyun in fucking GREECE!”
“Holy shit that’s great! But can we stop jumping I might puke.”
You sat down on your couch with Aera, “We need to start planning, the wedding is in 3 weeks. I’ve sent the invitations right before I came here. We booked a hotel with the best view ever and my wonderful maid of honor aka you are flying with me and Jaehyun a two days earlier, you know, to get stuff done and the others come one day before the wedding, your man too, by the way. I can’t wait for my bachelorette party- but remember, I promised Jaehyun no strippers.” Her eyes sparkled as she talked about her wedding and you started thinking about your own future.
Were you ever going to get married? You want to get married, you really do. But what if you never get the chance to? Your boyfriend hated to talk about commitment and marriage, he said living together and dating was enough, but you never felt the same way. You wanted to get married, you want a ring on your finger, and you wanted to call him your husband, not your boyfriend.
Aera left after a while and you were alone, until you heard the door open with a sigh. “I’m home.”
His voice, no, his existence alone triggered you and without knowing you plugged in your earphones. “I said I’m home Y/n. There she fucking goes again, god I’m not going to deal with you tonight.” And without saying anything after that, he left again. Minho, your boyfriend of two and half years, always left you alone. He never bothered to talk to you about the problems in your relationship and after trying and trying, you were sick of it.
Dating him was almost torture but breaking up with him was also difficult. You were so scared of being alone, of not being loved.
Almost three weeks later, you found yourself at the airport with Jaehyun and Aera. Jaehyun looked at his watch every two minutes and he looked really nervous too. “Where the fuck is he?” he mumbled and Aera kicked his leg. “Ouch?” he hissed in pain. “Sorry baby didn’t mean to kick you that hard.”
“What is going on here? Who are we waiting for?” you asked confused. “You didn’t tell her?” Jaehyun asked his fiancée. Aera shook her head.
“W-Well about that- uhm, there’s one thing I have to tell you, but don’t get too mad,” Aera looked at you nervously, “you, uhm… you remember Mark Lee, right? Please forgive me for not telling you, but- fuck, he’s Jaehyun’s best man. He’s coming with us.” Aera closed her eyes, scared of your reaction.
“You are joking right?” your heart pounded against your chest.
“N-No, I really didn’t know that you didn’t know- a-and you know, Mark’s my oldest friend and yeah, and uhm, fuck he’s coming act natural.” Jaehyun looked at his phone and laughed, even though his screen was dark and Aera laughed with him.
“How the fuck am I supposed to act natural?!” you almost yelled bus as soon as you heard Mark’s little hi, your heart stopped beating.
It’s been almost three years since you heard his voice. Every memory played in your mind like a sad movie, the second he asked you to be his girlfriend to the end of your relationship with him, the moment he broke your heart almost made you cry again, but Aera stepped on your foot and you came back to reality.
“Hi.” You said coldly, his last word replaying in your head over and over again.
Aera and Jaehyun watched you and Mark awkwardly and Mark couldn’t find any words to say, except for, “H-hi.”
“Sooo, now that everyone’s here,” Jaehyun handed you your tickets. “Thanks.” Mark mumbled.
You were about to go on board, you didn’t say a word since Mark came and he was busy talking to Aera and Jaehyun. “Y/n, we’ll see you guys when we land alright?”
“What do you mean?” you asked confused, “We sit together? Right?”
“W-Well about that- we are flying first class, we wanted to spoil ourselves a little- please don’t get angry I’m sorry I am so sorry.” Aera whispered and you felt like you could explode any second like a volcano.
“Y-You mean… you’re telling me I have to sit with him for the next couple hours?! All alone?!” you tried to whisper but it was loud enough for Jaehyun and Mark to hear.
“shh! Just, I don’t know, sleep, or watch a movie or maybe just talk to him like a grown up, please do it for me?” she pouted.
“I’m gonna be wasted when we arrive in Greece.” You couldn’t be angry at her. “As long as you don’t kill him.”
Jaehyun and Aera entered the plane first and left you and Mark alone. “So, how have you been?”
The audacity.
“Good.” You mumbled. How long until you could enter that fucking plane?
“Me too, well, I’d say ok-“
“Look, Mark. I’m doing this for our friends, okay? I’m not interested in your life. I don’t want to talk to you unless it’s about the wedding. Did I make myself clear?” maybe you were mean and bitchy, but after everything he had done to you, you didn’t care.
He just nodded and looked down to his feet.
Half an hour later, you were seated on the plane right next to Mark. It’s not your first time flying, but it was Mark’s first time, and he was fucking scared.
“This is captain Lee Taeyong speaking, I’m your pilot for our flight to Mykonos, Greece. My co-pilot for today is Kim Doyoung. Please enjoy your flight.”
After the announcement and the instructions, you were ready to go.
The plane started moving and you could feel Mark tensing up next to you. His grip on the hand rest tightened and his knuckles turned white.
You tried so hard to ignore him, but you couldn’t. You should laugh at him, take pictures of his suffering- but you held his hand and assured it him that it’ll be over.
Mark looked at you and then back at your hands. Your thumb slowly stroked his hand and he stopped thinking about the plane and he could only think about your hand holding his.
You held his hand until you saw the flight attendant walk around.
Mark thanked you but you ignored him.
“Hello, would you like to have some water or coffee?” the flight attendant asked you and Mark.
“Just a water please.” Mark said.
“Do you have something stronger? Wine? Or champagne?”
“Sure ma’am.”
“Alright I’d like to have some champagne.” You smiled and she nodded.
Mark looked at you, eyes a little wide.
Four glasses later, you were a little tipsy.
“I think you had enough-“ Mark tried to stop you from ordering another glass.
“You don’t know anything about me!” you protested.
“Y/n, get some sleep come on-“
“Mind your own business.” You plugged in your Airpods and ignored him. You didn’t want him to interact with you and If you have to stop drinking for him to shut up, you sadly had to.
You closed your eyes and leaned back. You didn’t notice Mark’s eyes on you, watching your pretty features as your chest raised with every breath you took.
Shortly after, you fell asleep.
You could break my heart in two
But when it heals, it beats for you
I know it's forward but it's true
Three years ago
“It was a game. I won and now it’s over.” Mark said coldly as he looked away.
“What do you mean a game? And what is over? Mark, babe, I don’t understand.” Maybe you knew, maybe you tried to hide the fact that you saw it coming. Your relationship was too good to be true.
“I told my friends that I could fuck you within a year, and I did. We’ve been dating for ten months. I won. I can’t believe I waited ten months to fuck you.” He said casually.
“What?”
“Are you deaf? I fucked you and I got a lot of cash in exchange. Now we’re over. As simple as that.”
“You’re joking? Right? You love me, Mark. We love each other. It’s not funny.” Your voice broke.
“I’m not fucking joking,” he showed you the money he got, “Now, please get the fuck out of my apartment. Oh, and take your toothbrush with you.”
You were crying and that annoyed him. “Why are you fucking crying?!”
“M-Mark please don’t do this- I love you. I have never loved anyone like I love you. P-Please tell me you’re lying.” You sobbed.
“You know what, I’m leaving. Leave before I come back.”
Mark didn’t want to leave, but watching you cry and sob hurt him, he would never admit that to you but deep down, he felt something for you. Mark thought ending things with you was better than walking on eggshells. It was a matter of time until you would find out. He didn’t want to risk you finding out from someone else. The least he could do was tell you, face to face.
You loved him, you really loved him so much. He was a perfect boyfriend. There was not a single day you doubt him or your relationship. It hurt, you first ever heartbreak and you didn’t know how to handle the pain.
I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to
When I'm lying close to someone else
You're stuck in my head and I can't get you out of it
If I could do it all again
I know I'd go back to you
I know I'd go back to you
I know I'd go back to you
After your breakup with Mark, you felt your life slowly falling apart. You were barely present in class and you stopped interacting with your friends. You drowned in self-pity and you fell deeper and deeper. Only Aera was there for you. After so many years of friendship, she always got your back.
“Is the pain ever going to stop?” you asked her between sobs.
“Honey, it’ll take a while, but I promise you, it’ll stop.”
Aera and Jaehyun were dating since first year of college and he told you that he had no idea about his oldest friend’s plan. Jaehyun was happy to see his friend happy- because was happy whenever he was with you. You went on double dates and spent so much time together, Jaehyun really thought that you and Mark were going to end up together.
“I swear I didn’t know. His other friends- that Haechan guy and the others were with him. He never told me because he know that we’re friends.”
“It’s okay, Jae. You’re not as childish as they’re. Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.”
And Jaehyun and Aera never left your side until college was over. During your time thinking about life and finishing college, you met Minho, your current boyfriend. You started dating and you thought he’d help you get over Mark, but he only made you feel worse.
He was a fuckboy, he fucked anyone with tits, and even though you knew it, you still agreed to date him.
Multiple fights and breakups followed, and you always end up at Aera’s or Minho would leave for a couple days.
Whenever you were lonely, and it was the case most of time, you thought about Mark. You missed him, his lips, his touches, the way he laughed and his silly jokes. You missed the way he said I love you and how warm and loved you felt with him.
No matter how hard Mark hurt you, you didn’t regret falling in love with him. You’d do it again and again.
We never got it right
Playing and replaying old conversations
Overthinking every word and I hate it
'Cause it's not me
And what's the point in hiding
Everybody knows we got unfinished business
And I'll regret it if I didn't say this isn't what it could be
Two days until the wedding
Mark shook you softly and tried to wake you up. “Hey, Y/n. We’re here. Wake up.”
“Just a little longer Markie.” You mumbled in your sleep as you held his hand. When you landed, Mark got scared again and just held your hand without asking you. You were asleep after all.
Mark’s heart was about to explode. He blushed at the nickname. You used to call him Markie every time you were sleepy or acting like a baby to get his attention.
And every fucking time he fell for it and his heart softened. “Okay baby.” This time Mark stroked your hand with his thumb.
About three minutes later, the flight attendant came to wake her. “Sir, ma’am. You need to leave the plane. We landed almost ten minutes ago.”
You slowly woke up and stretched your arms. “What? Oh, sorry.” You stood up, a little too fast. Everything was spinning, Mark held your waist and you fell on his lap.
“Are you sure we landed? Everything’s spinning around.” You held your head, not noticing that you were on Mark’s lap. “Y/n, uhm, could you stand up? But do it slowly this time!” he still held your waist. “What? Oh, shit, sorry.” You stood up, a little slower this time.
“Y/n! Mark! What took you so long? What the hell?” Aera looked strictly but as she saw Mark’s arm around your waist she softened. “S-she’s a little tipsy.” Mark said, cheeks red.
“Of course, she is.”
“Am not! Oh my god, the weather is so good!” your eyes were slightly open but as soon as you saw the sea and the beautiful architecture your smiled brightly. You pushed Mark’s arm off and started unbuttoning your shirt.
Mark’s eyes widened, and Jaehyun turned around, he didn’t want to watch you take off your clothes. Aera’s mouth fell open and Mark kept on watching you. Your tank top under your shirt rose a little and Mark’s eyes travelled to your soft skin. You put your shirt in your handbag and took out your sunglasses.
Mark’s eyes never left your body, his eyes going up to your breasts. He needs to get away from you or he’ll lose his mind.
“You can turn back baby, she’s wearing something underneath.”
“J-Jaehyun maybe we should… you know.” Mark locked eyes with Jaehyun.
“What you mean Mark?” Jaehyun asked cluelessly.
“A car, you know, for the hotel.”
“Oh yeah right. Ladies, don’t move away, we’ll go rent a car.” Jaehyun kissed Aera and then they left.
“I’m going to kill him.” You breathed out after Mark left. “You won’t.” Aera posed next to you as you took selfies together. “I will. I hate him. He acts like nothing happened, like, like he never broke my heart. As if we’re old friends or shit like that.”
“He acts totally shy around you. I think you intimidate him. Did you see how he watched you when you took off your shirt? That idiot was and is so into you.” Aera always thought that Mark loved you, no matter what he did. You don’t date someone for months just for 50 bucks. “He’s a man. As soon as they see tits, they’re on their knees.” You laughed.
“Well, maybe you should let him kneel for you a little longer. I guess he’s into that.” She giggled.
“I can’t believe that you just said that.” You closed your eyes. “Well, Jaehyun’s into that.”
“Jaehyun’s into what?” Jaehyun asked as he heard his name. “Into me of course.”
“That’s why I’m marrying you.” He pulled her in for a kiss- a very steamy and hot kiss. “Hello? Keep it PG-13 please.” You looked at them with disgust in your eyes. Mark awkwardly coughed next to you. “The car is ready.”
You were in the backseat with Mark, he was a little close for your liking. “Your leg is touching mine.” You said. “And?” he asked.
“I don’t like it.”
“Sounds like a you problem.” He said back. “Excuse me?” you said in disbelief.
Jaehyun and Aera locked eyes for a second.
Aera turned the radio louder and it was your song.
“Y/n! Isn’t that your favorite song?!” she yelled through the music. Mark glanced at you. He remembered the song. You had your first kiss with Mark, and that song was playing in the background. You were in his car, just like right now, in the backseat.
“No. It’s not.” You said as you looked out.
“What? But it’s in your Spotify playlist. What was it called? Fav songs? Best songs? His songs? My songs?” she kept on asking and you couldn’t take it anymore. “’Our songs’ but I deleted that because that playlist was stupid. Now, please. Change that songs.”
Mark smiled to himself. You still had the playlist called our songs? Mark and you created that playlist when you were dating and you always listened to it, over thousand times and it never got boring.
“Fine.” She sighed. “No! Don’t change that song. I-it is my favorite song.” Mark said and you looked at him with furrowed brows.
“Okay.”
“Change it.” You demanded.
“Don’t.” Mark was looking at you too. “Aera, change the song.” You said through gritted teeth.
“Aera I’ll jump out of the car If you change it.” Mark threatened.
“He won, Y/n, sorry. He threatened with his life.”
You didn’t say anything because the song changed. You looked back to your phone, ignoring Mark.
“We’re here.” Jaehyun parked the car and you mouth fell open. The hotel looked stunning. “Holy shit. This place is fucking gorgeous.” Aera said happily. “Only the best for my fiancée.” Jaehyun was fucking cheesy but Aera loved it.
The hotel was not exactly like a hotel. It was more like little white house’s next to each other with a pool and a perfect view. The house was bigger than you thought, many guest rooms, a big room for the couple and a very big room for you and Mark, at the end of the hallway, far away from Jaehyun and Aera’s room.
“If you excuse us for a while, we have things to discuss in our room,” Jaehyun said as he winked at Aera. “But we’ll get dinner together. Don’t go too far, stay in your rooms or go swimming we don’t really care just leave us alone for an hour-“ Aera kicked his leg again. “or three.”
After unpacking your stuff, you decided to go to the pool. You changed to your black two-piece swimsuit and left your room and at the same time Mark opened his door and left his room. He was in his swim trunks and he stopped his movements as soon as he saw you leaving your room.
Mark tried to hide his gaze on your body, but he was quite obvious. “Stop staring.”
“I-I’m not staring.” He looked away.
“Sure.” You made your way outside, to the pool. It was extremely hot, you put your towel on the beach chair next to the pool and sat down, ready to put on some sunscreen. Mark entered the porch and looked at you. You put sunscreen on your legs and didn’t break the eye contact.
You wanted to tease him, provoke him so you put on a show. You slowly pulled the straps of your swimsuit down and slowly put the sunscreen on your neck and shoulders until you reached the upper part of your breasts. You didn’t need to look at Mark, you felt his eyes on your as he put his stuff down next to you.
“Mark?”
“Y-Yes?” he stuttered, his focus on your breasts.
“Could you help me? I can’t reach my back.” You said innocently.
Mark gulped, “Y-yeah I can, uhm, I can do that for you.”
Mark wasn’t the only one watching. You watched him too. You watched him take off his shirt and you couldn’t look away. He looked hot, hotter than before. Did he start working out? He caught you watching him and smirked at you. You threw the sunscreen to him and turned around. You untied the bikini bra but held it against your breasts.
He squeezed a little on his hand and slowly put it on your lower back, slowly massaging it into your skin. You didn’t know If his hands were cold or If the sunscreen was cold, but after he touched you, your entire body shivered. You got goosebumps, you even felt your nipples harden.
“Yes Mark, just like that.” You teased him again.
“Feels good?”
“Mhm…” you moaned.
His face was close to yours, you could feel his breathe against your neck. His hands slowly travelled down, slightly about your ass. “Hands up, Mark.” You pushed his hands up again, you wouldn’t let him touch your ass.
You leaned back, your head was resting on Mark’s shoulder. You were sitting between his legs and you grabbed his thigh after he put a little bit pressure on your back. You weren’t going to lie- it really felt good. Your muscles relaxed, you closed your eyes and just let him touch you.
“You want me to go harder?” he whispered in your ear. “Yes, please go harder on me.” And he did. You squeezed his thigh, your hand travelled higher and higher, “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath and when you stopped, you moved forwards. “That’s enough.”
You tied your bikini bra back up and turned to him. He quickly tried to hide his bulge with a towel. “Are you perhaps turned-on Mark?” you mocked him.
“Your nipples are hard. I guess you are turned-on.”
He was right. You were turned on and your nipples were hard. “No, I’m not. Why would that turn me on? My nipples are hard b-because it’s cold. And stop looking you pervert!” you crossed your arms in front of you and made your way to the pool.
“Cold my ass.” He mumbled.
You slowly entered the pool, step by step. The temperature was good, you hoped your nipples would calm down. You watched Mark enter the pool, he was on the other side looking at you.
“This is my side and that is yours. Stay on your side and don’t bother me.” You told him strictly. Mark nodded and watched you. You just stared at each other and then Mark dove into the water. He swam towards you and when he got out, he was right in front of you, face, and hair wet. Chest rising and falling, eyes on you. Mark was really close, like, really close. You could feel the bulge against your thigh.
“What are you doing?” you asked.
“Swimming.” He caged you in his arms and pushed your body softly against the wall. He looked at you and the beautiful view of Greece and the ocean he had.
“Swim on your side of the pool.” He was annoying you so much.
“I have a better view from here.” Mark said as he looked you in the eyes. “Fine, you can stay here-“
“Don’t go.” He whispered. “Why? I’m blocking your view.”
“You are the view.”
You didn’t say anything back- you couldn’t. Your heart was beating against your chest, breathing got difficult and you couldn’t calm down. He was so close, you were about to lose your mind.
Mark wasn’t doing any better. You looked ethereal. You looked as beautiful as the first time he had met you. You were even prettier and the way you were so cold to him was kind of hot. Mark thought that his feelings for you died but seeing you after such a long time only made him realize, that his feelings for you got even stronger.
He always asked Jaehyun about you, but Jaehyun punched him and told him to fuck off because he had hurt his girlfriends’ best friend and his own friend, too. In Jaehyun’s eyes, Mark was a great friend, and he would trust him with his life, but after what he had done to you, Mark lost the right to know about your life. Still, Mark tried to find out If you were feeling any better after the breakup. If you were happy without him in your life, but he always failed and reaching out to you would be the worst thing he could do to you.
Mark’s hands were on your waist. He pushed his body against yours and he knew how nervous you were, but two can play this game.
Your hand was on his toned stomach, caressing it softly and then going down. You never broke eye contact and when your hand landed on his crotch, softly squeezing his bulge, he let out a moan. You were bold, you kept on playing with his bulge and Mark’s lips were attacking your neck. He placed soft kisses and started sucking.
“Fuck, Y/n. It feels so good. Please don’t stop.” He moaned as he squeezed your waist slightly. Before you could realize what exactly was happening, your phone rang.
“Ignore it.” Mark mumbled, his lips leaving your skin for a second.
“Mark- no.”
“Please… I’m so close.” He kissed your neck up to your jaw. You wanted to keep doing whatever the fuck you were doing with fucking Mark Lee, but your phone never stopped ringing. “You’re close?”
“Yes baby, so close.”
And you stopped your hand movements immediately. “W-What no please-“ he begged but you pushed him away. “You’re a big boy, right? You don’t need me.” You stepped out of the pool and wrapped the towel around yourself. Mark was painfully hard, and he was about to cum.
You took your phone and looked at the messages you just got. Minho texted you and you realized that you just gave Mark a handjob, even though he didn’t cum, and you totally forgot about Minho’s existence. Not that Minho always had you on his mind.
“You have got to be kidding me.” You said.
Mark looked at you curiously.
You called Minho immediately, not caring If you lost so much money since you called someone abroad.
“What the fuck does that mean?!” you asked angrily.
“I’m busy- I can’t attend the wedding.”
“Busy my ass, fuck you. This is my best friend’s wedding, the least you could do is to come to the wedding and stay next to your fucking girlfriend.” You were so angry, you didn’t care about anything.
Mark didn’t want to listen to your private conversation- and he had to jerk off- but after hearing the word girlfriend, he stopped in his tracks and listened.
“I have so much work and it’s just a wedding- I’ll make it up to you.” Minho said but you were distracted by the voices and music. “A-Are you at the club? You promised you’d never do that again?!”
“I’m with some colleagues-“ he lied.
“It’s fine. I don’t have time for this right now.” You hung up without listening to him any further. You were exhausted, so fucking exhausted. You turned to your left and saw Mark watching you. “Who was that?” he asked.
“None of your business.” You were cold to him again. Mark was about to say something, but you left without giving him the chance.
The only thing on your mind right now was Mark’s lips on your body. You took a hot shower and changed into a pretty sundress, perfect for the hot weather.
Mark was under the shower, after he jerked off, you still didn’t leave his mind. All he could think about was you and the person to whom you were talking.
After an hour, Aera told you to get ready- you were all going out for dinner. You all got ready and left the house. You were in the backseat with Mark again, not exchanging a word with the three, you were in your own world.
When you felt Mark’s hand on your thigh you turned your head to him. “Huh?”
“Burgers? What do you say?” he asked softly and pulled his hand back. “Sure.” You just wanted to drink, you didn’t care about food.
Jaehyun parked next to a restaurant and when you entered, you were all shocked. It was a beautiful restaurant with a terrace and a pretty view. Aera was next to you, Jaehyun across from her and Mark right across from you.
It felt like back then when you were going on actual double dates. “I think I have a déjà vu?” Jaehyun laughed awkwardly. “Ouch!” Mark yelped. “Sorry Mark, I wanted to kick Jaehyun.” Aera said. “Why would you want to kick me?” he asked his girlfriend. “Babe, shut up.” It was so awkward.
Mark looked at you, he knew exactly what Jaehyun was talking about. “Do you guys remember when the waiter pushed Jaehyun’s head into the cake?” Mark laughed at the memory the four of your shared. You didn’t say anything, but the others laughed. “Oh my god that was hilarious. He tasted so delicious.” Aera winked at him. “Okay, well, uhm, I wasn’t talking about that.” Mark scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
“My baby likes it when her fiancée tastes like strawberries.” Jaehyun smirked at Aera.
“This is absolutely not something we want to hear, Jesus.” Mark said disgusted.
After finishing dinner, you walked on the beach together. “Hey, babe, what’s on your mind?” Aera pulled you back to talk to you. She knew something was up.
“I just- Minho isn’t coming and I’m not sad about it. Why am I not sad about it?” you asked her. “Thanks god- I mean, I think your brain started working finally. Do you even see a future with him?” she asked you. “No, I don’t b-but I’ll never have future with anyone- I guess I’m just not worth-“
“If you dare to finish that sentence, I’ll push you into the water.” Aera threatened you. “Listen, I know when you are happy, and there was not a single time you were happy in that relationship, not like you were with that dumbass-“ she pointed at Mark, “The last time I saw you truly happy was with him, and I’m not saying go get Mark, I’m saying that Minho isn’t worth it. You are too good for him and there’s someone who loves you so much and who deserved your love and attention. Not that looser.”
And your eyes never left Mark’s back.
Something inside you switched, you don’t need a man next to you to be happy, well definitely not a man like Minho- he wasn’t even a man. After all the tears and fights you finally opened your eyes, and you knew that you deserve better.
“Fuck this shit I’m breaking up with that piece of shit.” And you really did. Aera held your hand as you dialed his number and called him.
“Y/n? It’s fucking 4 am.” Minho said. “Babe-“ you heard in the background, but you didn’t fucking care.
“You know what, I don’t even fucking care. Do whatever you want- thanks god you aren’t coming. I don’t have to make memories with an asshole like you. Go back to your slut. I’ll get my stuff when I’m back. I’m done with you” And you hung up.
You felt better than ever before.
You didn’t feel like crying- you were happy, you wanted to make great memories with your best friend and after so many years, you finally broke up with Minho. You felt free and when you looked to your left, to the stunning view you had, you just smiled.
“I’m so proud of you. You know, there are a couple single friends of Jaehyun coming to the wedding, maybe you’ll get some dick.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Jaehyun’s friends? Are we really sure about that?” you joked, looking at Mark again.
“You are right.”
Meanwhile, Mark and Jaehyun were talking about you.
“Dude, she was talking about someone not attending the wedding and like, she said girlfriend or something, I don’t know- is she… is Y/n dating someone?” Mark asked, he was scared of the answer. He had hope to get you back, but when you were someone else’s, he couldn’t do anything.
“Yeah, Minho. Such a piece of shit, like, he’s worse than you-“
“Hey!”
“Sorry, but like, what you did was an asshole move but he’s like constantly an asshole, I think that’s worse than being a dick just once. He cheats and yells and is so fucking disrespectful, if it weren’t for Y/n I’d kill him and I can’t believe that he’s coming to my wedding, god.”
Mark was shocked, you’re really dating someone like him?
“Why isn’t she leaving him?” he asked Jaehyun. “I don’t really know, they started dating right after you left, maybe she tried to move on with him.”
Mark knew he had hurt you really bad, but you tried to move on that soon? Why did you touch him like that when you have a boyfriend? Why did you let him kiss your neck and be so close?
“Let’s go to the club!” you yelled happily, and Mark turned to you. “Club?” he asked.
“Yes, the fucking club, I want to get wasted!” you sang happily.
And the next stop was a club. After a couple shots (Jaehyun didn’t drink anything except for water, he’s the driver), you and Aera danced on the dancefloor happily together. You felt so alive and excited, you jumped around and Mark couldn’t keep his eyes away from you.
The way your dress slightly rose and exposed your beautiful legs. He hoped nobody else was looking at you like he did.
“You’re staring.” Jaehyun said.
“Am not.”
“You’re so fucking obvious, it physically hurts me to see you like this.” Jaehyun patted Mark’s back.
“Do you think she still hates me?” Mark asked. “Well, I would.”
“That’s not helpful.” Mark gulped down another shot. “Alright, I’m sorry. She’s like, pissed, but I don’t think she hates you.”
“Baby! Dance with me!” Aera pulled Jaehyun to the dance floor and he didn’t resist. He had to show everyone that Aera was his girl, his fiancée. Dancing slowly turned into a make out session and not even five minutes later, they left the dancefloor and entered the restroom.
After dancing for so long, you returned back to your table. “What are you doing here all alone?” you asked Mark.
“Drinking.” He drank shot after shot. “Share with me.” You sat down next to him, really close. Your thighs touching and his gaze on your legs made you smirk.
“Let’s play a game. We’ll ask questions and If we don’t want to answer, we take a shot. Okay?”
You nodded, that could get really interesting. You ordered a whole vodka bottle and started the game.
“Ladies first.”
“What a gentleman. Well, okay, I got a question. Did you get to cum today?” you asked boldly. “I did.” He smirked at you.
“Okay, uhm, were you turned on?”
You took a shot, yes you were so turned on, but you wouldn’t say that out loud.
Mark looked you in the eyes, “Do I look hot?”
“So fucking hot.” Mark said without thinking.
“Do you want me to touch you?” he asked now, you took a shot, which was a pretty obvious answer to him. He put his hand on your thigh. He squeezed slightly. “I never said yes.” You said. “You also never said no. Do you want me to stop touching you?”
“It’s not your turn.” Which meant that you didn’t want him to stop touching you.
After a couple shots, Mark finally asked you the question he was dying to ask.
“Did you miss me?” his face was serious, and he looked you the deep in the eyes. Whenever Mark asked you a question to which you couldn’t say no, you took a shot, just like you did at this question. Mark knew that you had missed him.
“I missed you. So much.” He came closer, nose brushing yours. Mark pressed his lips on the corner of your lips. He slightly pulled back and you looked at you, you weren’t stopping him, so he continued.
The next kiss landed on the tip of your nose and then on the other corner of your lips. Mark squeezed your thigh with a little bit more pressure as he finally placed his lips on yours. Mark kissed you slowly and without realizing it, you kissed him back. You shut your eyes and let him kiss you. He kissed you with so much passion, so much longing and you cupped his cheeks to pull him closer.
His right hand held you by your waist and squeezed it, you gasped, and he put his hot muscle in your mouth. His tongue was playing with yours, he sucked on your lower lip and you could feel yourself getting wetter with every touch and every kiss. You forgot that you were in public, everyone could watch your heavy make-out session with Mark.
“M-Mark-“ you moaned.
“Mhmm…” he didn’t want to stop-
“Mark- there are people around -fuck- us-“ when he started kissing your neck, you lost it.
“Don’t care.” And he kept kissing your skin. “I can’t get enough of you.” He smirked as he left a mark on your skin.
You opened your eyes and saw Jaehyun and Aera coming. You pushed Mark away and acted like you didn’t just have the best kiss of your life.
“We’re done,” Aera giggled, “We should go back, it’s late and we should get sober until tomorrow night. I want to remember my bachelorette party.”
You just nodded, grabbed your purse, and left the club with the others coming after you.
The car ride was awkward. Mark wanted to hold your hand, but you tried to leave as much space as possible between you. Your head was spinning, you wanted him but the voice in your head told you to back off.
Mark was silent the whole ride back and after you left, he could finally breath again.
“The others are coming tomorrow, I trust my best man to take care of them.” Jaehyun and Mark talked on the way back to the house and you tried to ignore the fact that Mark was really walking right next to you.
“Of course, dude. You’re bachelor party is going to be crazy, by the way.” Mark planed something big for Jaehyun.
“No strippers.” Jaehyun warned.
“No strippers for you.” Mark teased even though he was suddenly not interested in seeing women, except for you. You were on his mind and you just didn’t want to leave.
That kind of hurt you.
You accidently locked eyes with Mark, and he wanted to punch himself. “I- I mean I don’t want them either- you know? I swear I didn’t book any strippers.” Mark tried to save himself, but you just rolled your eyes.
“We’re going to have strippers though, Aera.”
“What? Aera, babe, I thought we said no strippers.” Jaehyun pouted.
“I told her! Y/n No strippers!” Aera panicked.
“No strippers for you.” You mocked Mark and he glared at you.
“No strippers and that’s final.” Jaehyun said strictly like a dad, pointing his finger at me.
“I was just joking- don’t worry. No strippers. Promise.”
You could break my heart in two
But when it heals, it beats for you
I know it's forward but it's true
The next day was hectic. Family members and friends finally arrived and you, as the maid of honor, tried your best to be there for them and for Aera. Mark on the other hand just hung out with Jaehyun. The wedding is tomorrow and the bachelor parties are tonight. Aera was a little stressed, even with your help. She was talking with the catering company and you could see how exhausted she was.
“Aera, go take a long relaxing bath, I got this. I have your list and all of the information. Let me manage this, you need to relax and enjoy this. I don’t want you to stress.” You told her.
“You’re right, I trust you with this.”
You did everything you had to do. You were done with the check list and when you were about to go to your room to take a quick nap, a voice interrupted you.
“So, Y/n. Did you get hotter? Or is it just the weather in Greece?”
You turned around and faced Johnny Suh. A close friend of Jaehyun and he was always flirting with you, even when you dated Mark, but it was harmless. He was always nice and kind and you flirted back, just for fun of course and well, you liked making Mark jealous.
“Oh look at you! Long time no see.” You hugged him and the other boys trailing after him. Mark leading the boys and watching you and Johnny flirt right in front of him.
You hugged the others, and they didn’t know how to act, since Mark was glaring at them, which you didn’t notice.
“So Y/n, do you need any help?” Johnny said, winking at you.
“I’m actually done with everything, I was about to take a nap.”
“A nap? Come on, we’re in Greece. Let’s go to the beach.” Johnny suggested and everyone agreed with him, even Mark.
You thought about it for a second. Going to beach sound perfect, who knows If you ever come to Greece again.
“Alright, I’ll go get my stuff and change.”
You changed to your bikini and a sundress. You packed your back, a couple towels, sunscreen, and your sunglasses. The boys were already waiting for you. Jungwoo, Mark, Johnny and Yuta were the only ones who wanted to go to the beach. Jaehyun was napping and the others wanted to go to the city.
You were sitting between Jungwoo and Mark. Johnny was driving and Yuta took the passenger seat. You pressed your legs together, you didn’t want to touch Mark’s legs. After everything that happened last night, you were scared and you didn’t know what to do. Mark wasn’t doing any better. It was so awkward and if he could, he would kiss you again.
Not even 15 minutes later, you arrived at the beach and it was such a beautiful view.
“Wow, it’s so beautiful.” You said with wide eyes.
“Not as beautiful as you are.” Johnny flirted and you softly hit him on the shoulder, “Shut up.”
Mark tried to ignore Johnny’s flirty behavior, but it was so hard, even back when you and Mark were still dating, he hated it whenever Johnny flirted like that with you. He didn’t even know why, he shouldn’t have cared, he was only dating you for the money, right? But now it was different. Now he cared even more, he wanted you and it drove him crazy that you ignored him all day.
When you settled down right in front of the beach, Yuta and Jungwoo dropped everything and ran straight into the water.
“They didn’t put any sunscreen on.” Johnny mumbled, “Can you help me put some on Y/n?” he asked you.
“Sure.”
Once again, Mark wanted to punch his friend.
The way you put sunscreen on Johnny’s back was quick, you wanted to annoy Mark, you didn’t want him to think that you were really interested in Johnny. Johnny thanked you and asked you if you need help too and when you nodded, Mark remembered when he put sunscreen on your back yesterday.
Mark smirked at the memory, you’re so beautiful and your moans were so pretty and-
Mark’s thoughts were interrupted by you.
“Johnny, you are so strong, it feels so good.”
How could you say that, Mark thought.
“Y/n are you still with that piece of shit?” Johnny asked you as he massaged your back. “No I broke up with him.”
“So you’re single right?”
“Fuck- Yes, single.” You closed your eyes and enjoyed the massage you were getting.
“Hyung, I think Yuta is calling your name.” Mark interrupted.
“I can’t hear anything?” you mumbled.
“For real, he called your name just a second ago, maybe you should go look after him.”
Johnny’s plan worked. Johnny could hear the jealousy in Mark’s voice. Johnny wasn’t really interested in you, yeah you were pretty and you have a great personality, but you were still Mark’s ex-girlfriend and Johnny knew that Mark still liked you, even though he never admitted that.
“Alright, maybe Mark can continue?” Johnny asked you.
“I don’t know… Mark’s not as strong as you are.” You teased.
“I am strong, did you forget about yesterday-“
“Okayyyy.” Johnny laughed awkwardly and left you two.
Mark placed his hands on your back, he softly massaged you. You were laying on your stomach and Mark slowly untangled your bikini straps.
“How is this?” he asked you as he put a little pressure on your back.
“G-Good, so good.”
“You like making me jealous huh?” his hand travelled down but he stopped right before your butt.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You said innocently even though you knew exactly what he was talking about.
“Oh baby, you do. You know what I’m talking about,” he put a little bit of pressure on your neck, “I really want to spank you for behaving like a brat.”
“Do it.”
“Don’t play with me.” Mark bend forward and pressed his lips on your bare shoulder. He left wet kisses on your skin and you closed your eyes and let him.
You missed him. You missed Mark so much. You wanted him and he wanted you, but there was still something holding you back.
You got interrupted by the ringing of your phone.
Mark pulled back and when you tried to stand up to reach for your phone, you forgot that your bikini was loose.
“Oh shit-“ you laid back and Mark giggled. He tied your straps back together and you finally answered your phone.
“Hi Aera, yeah we’re at the beach. Everything is done, don’t worry I took care of everything. Yeah be ready at 9 I’m not telling you what I’ve planned. The dress code is red and short. No Jaehyun won’t get jealous because he won’t get to see you until the wedding. Oh, I’m- I’m with Mark right now- would you shut up we’re not-“ you glanced at Mark who was already looking at you, “I’m hanging up now.”
Aera teased you with Mark, she asked you why you were alone with him and if you were doing dirty things with him.
“I’m going to the boys, are you coming?” you asked him softly.
Mark just nodded and trailed after you.
I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to
When I'm lying close to someone else
You're stuck in my head and I can't get you out of it
If I could do it all again
I know I'd go back to you
I know I'd go back to you
After your fun beach day, you got ready for the bachelorette party. Aera’s three other friends were also coming and knew about your plan. You booked a limousine and a VIP place in a club, it wasn’t much, but Aera liked it the traditional way.
After changing to a short red dress with thin straps, you put on makeup and you were ready to go. The others were also ready and Aera tried to hide herself.
“Jaehyun can’t see me like this- he’d rip this dress off me, then he would fuck me and then he would burn it.”
“Calm down, Johnny told me that they already left.” You assured her.
“Fine. Fuck I look so hot.” Aera opened her front camera once again and looked at herself.
“Yes you do and now let’s get wasted!!” one of her other friends said.
Driving in a limousine was fun, Aera popped the champagne bottle carefully and after driving around the city for 3 hours and having fun in the limousine, you arrived at the club.
You entered the VIP lounge and the night started perfectly. Everyone was having fun, dancing, and drinking.
Aera secretly texted Jaehyun that she missed him and loved him. She also left for about five minutes just to talk to him in the restroom.
“Where the hell were you?” you asked her.
“I was talking to Jaehyun I’m sorry I’ll turn my phone off now.”
And she did, of course after she texted Jaehyun that she was turning her phone off, she didn’t want him to worry and also have fun.
After that, Aera drank and danced like there was no tomorrow.
You were also having the time of your life, it’s been so long since you danced freely in a club. No, it’s been so long since you had fun at all. When you were with Minho, you never had any fun. It was always about him, his pleasure, his feelings, everything about him. All you could think about was Mark when you were with Minho. No matter how much Mark hurt you, when he was your boyfriend, he was always perfect. He valued you more than Minho ever did. You shouldn’t be thinking about Mark when you were lying next to someone else, but you couldn’t help it.
“Y/n?”
You turned around and your eyes met Mark’s.
“M-Mark? Are you real? Or am I dreaming?” you giggled, you were tipsy.
“I’m real,” he stroked your cheek, “This island is so small, we ended up at the same club.”
You wrapped your arms around his neck and he put his hands on your waist. “I was thinking about you the whole day.” you admitted, you were drunk and drunk you always said the truth.
“Me too. Couldn’t get you out of my head.”
“Are you drunk?” you asked.
“No, but I’m still telling you the truth. I missed you.”
“I miss-“
“Y/n! Jaehyun is here and he can’t see Aera, it’s almost midnight! It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding!” Aera’s friend giggled, “and she’s so fucking drunk and I’m so drunk too,” she giggled again.
You sobered up quickly, thanks god you didn’t drink much, there has to be someone sober enough to take care of everyone and you could never forgive yourself if anything happens before the wedding.
“I’ll take her back to the hotel, you guys can stay and have more fun.” You told her and she thanked you and told you to call if anything happens.
Mark followed you, he helped you carry Aera to the taxi.
“I’ll come with you.” Mark said.
“Don’t worry about us. I can take care of us, go have fun with the boys.” You smiled softly.
“No I want to be with you- I mean, I was bored anyway, and tomorrow is the big day, I should have some… sleep.” He scratched the back of his head nervously.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
When you arrived at the hotel, Mark helped you carry Aera to your room. She was going to stay with you for tonight, Jaehyun shouldn’t see her before the wedding.
“Sleep tight, tomorrow is going to be your big day.” you said as you tugged her in.
You turned to Mark with a small smile on your face, “Thank you. For helping me with her.”
“Of course. Uhm, do you, only if you want to of course, do you want to drink something with me? In m-my room if that’s okay for you. I mean it’s still early and I’m not really sleepy, you know.” Mark rambled.
“Yeah, sure.” You said shyly.
Mark opened the door and you entered his room. His room was clean and had a perfect view. Even at night, the view was beautiful. The lights in the dark, the moon shining brightly, it looked mesmerizing.
You stood in front of his window and Mark watched you with a smile on his lips to you, the view was everything but to Mark, you were everything. You looked absolutely beautiful to him.
Mark took a couple steps and was now right behind you. He wrapped his arms around you and put his head on your shoulder. You intertwined your fingers with his and pulled him closer to you.
“It’s beautiful.”
“You are beautiful.” He whispered softly against your ear.
You turned around, his arms still around you and his face so close to yours.
“I couldn’t tell you this in the club so I’m going to say it now,” you whispered against his lips, “I missed you too, Mark. I missed you so much.”
And without thinking twice, you both leaned in and kissed.
You closed your eyes immediately and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer, he did the same, he pulled you closer by your waist and pressed you against the window.
He kissed you gently and slowly, your heart pounded against your chest and Mark’s heart was racing, too. As if time stopped right there, as if they were never apart. Mark’s right hand was on your jaw, softly pushing your head up to get better access to your mouth, you let out a soft moan, Mark used the opportunity to meet your tongue.
The kiss was perfect, slow but still so passionate.
Mark pulled back, you were breathing heavily and heat rose from your stomach to your chest, a feeling you couldn’t really describe.
He left wet kisses on your cheek, down to your jaw and then your neck. You tilt your head back, Mark sucked on your soft skin as your hands tangled in his hair, lightly pulling.
You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, you just wanted to take off this dress and let Mark fuck you.
“D-Do you want this?” he asked you.
“Yes-“ you whimpered as he sucked on your sensitive spot.
Mark pulled you to his bed, with you on top of him straddling his lap. Your lips connected again, you tried to unbutton his shirt as he grabbed your butt softly and squeezed it.
You almost ripped his shirt, but you didn’t care.
It was your turn to press your lips on his neck.
Mark closed his eyes, the way his crotch met you when you pressed yourself against him, the way your lips kissed his soft skin, leaving pretty marks on Mark.
Mark couldn’t take it anymore. His pants were so tight, it almost hurt. He wanted to feel you, he needed to feel you. Mark changed positions, he was on top of you now.
“Take this off- please, fuck, take this off now.” He looked for the zipper of your dress and when he finally found it, he wanted to cry.
He took off your dress, and fuck, he was going crazy. You weren’t wearing a bra, only your black panties.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect.”
The way Mark looked at you made you feel so beautiful. You weren’t shy like you used to be, you felt good and you wanted him so bad.
You pulled him up for a short kiss.
Mark took off his pants as fast as he could and he was painfully hard. He couldn’t wait to be inside of you. His lips were on your nipple, he sucked on your breast and his hand was playing with the other one. After sucking on your one nipple, his attention was on the other one. “Mark- fuck, it feels so good. Please don’t stop.” You moaned.
You were so wet and feeling Mark’s cock against your thigh turned you so on.
While playing with your nipples, his one hand found your pussy. He stroked it over your panties, but then his hand travelled in your panties and he started playing with your wet pussy.
“Baby you are so wet. All for me?”
“Yes, yes. So wet for you, Mark.” You closed your eyes tightly. It felt so good to feel his hands on you again.
Even thought Mark wanted to taste you, he couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to be in you now.
“You can take me, right baby? I need to fuck you.”
“Please fuck me Mark.” You also couldn’t take it anymore, you needed to cum.
Mark took off his boxers and hovered above you. “F-Fuck I don’t have a condom.”
“You don’t have a condom? Why?” you asked him.
“Well, I didn’t think that I was going to fuck you here.”
“What if you’d met someone else here?” you asked curiously.
“I’m not interested in someone else. I want you- I always wanted you.” He admitted shyly.
You looked each other in the eyes for a couple seconds, he leaned in and pecked your lips. He pulled back and looked at you again.
“You can fuck me without a condom. I’m on the pill and I haven’t had sex in months,” You can’t even remember the last time Minho fucked you. “And I never fucked without a condom after I had sex with you.”
“Me too. I mean after… after you I haven’t fucked raw.”
“Okay.” You said softly.
“Okay.” He leaned in and pressed his lips on yours.
While kissing you, he slowly pushed his cock in you. You grabbed his biceps tightly, he stretched you, you haven’t been fucked in so long, you got even tighter.
Mark pulled back and looked at you. “You feel so good around me. So, so fucking good. I missed you so much.” With that, Mark pushed his entire length inside of you.
“Fuck-“
He was fucking into you, slowly but hard. You could feel his entire length and he always hit your sweet spot. “Right there- Mark, fuck.”
“I-I want to ride you. Mark, fuck.” You moaned.
Mark turned you, you were now on top of him.
You bounced on his cock up and down, his hands on your waist pushed you down and he thrusted his hips to fuck into you. Your hands were on his shoulder, holding him. Even though you wanted to ride him, he was fucking you hard and good.
“M-Mark I’m gonna cum. Fuck Fuck Mark-“
And then your climax hit you. You collapsed on top of him and he still fucked into you. “Fuck feel so good. Y-you feel so good.” Mark was so close and the way he kept fucking you overstimulated you. You clenched one last time and Mark came inside of you, painting you walls white. He moaned your name as he came and you could feel him twitching inside of you.
Mark wrapped his arms around you and pressed you against his chest. Mark pulled his cock out of you. You could hear his heart beating against his chest.
The night was perfect, after cleaning you up, you were wrapped in his arms once again. You talked about everything that night. Everything you had missed when you were apart.
“Can I ask you something?” he said.
“Sure.”
“Did you ever love him? Minho or whatever his name was.” Mark was jealous, even though you were in his arms.
“No, I don’t think that I’ve ever loved anyone, except for you. I always loved you.”
Mark smiled and kissed your temple.
“Why were you with him? Why didn’t you break up with him? Jaehyun told me that he’s an asshole.”
“After- after you broke up with me, I was… lost. I didn’t know what to do. I felt worthless and just- useless. He made me feel- wanted? I don’t know. I needed someone to forget you and he didn’t care. He never cared about me but he made me believe that he loved me. And that’s all I wanted. I just wanted to be loved.” You whispered the last part. A tear escaped your eye and you were quick enough to wipe it away. But Mark still noticed.
Mark felt bad. He never wanted you to feel this way. You were a dream. You were so perfect and it was his fault that you felt worthless. If anyone was useless, it was Mark.
“It’s my fault a-and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that you felt that way, but it’s not true. You are so much more. You are perfect in every possible way. You are more than anyone could ask for. I’ll never forgive myself that I made you feel this way.” Mark teared up and pulled you even closer.
“C-Can I ask you something?” you asked this time.
“Y-Yes.”
“What did you do with the money?” you were always curious about that.
Mark gulped hard, the memory pained him. “I gave it back.”
“What?”
“I couldn’t take money from a stupid bet, a bet that hurt you. I wasn’t proud of what I did. I wanted to forget that it happened, that I did that to you. I wanted to erase that from my memory. But I couldn’t erase you.”
“Why?”
“Because I love you. I loved you back then and I love you now. I never stopped loving you but I was too scared to reach out to you. I thought you hated me and it took me long to realize how much I love you.”
You looked up to him, you didn’t want to cry but your eyes were teary. “You love me?”
“Yes, I love you. I love you so much. There was not a single day without missing you, not a single day without regret eating me alive.”
“S-So you still love?”
“Yes. I love you.” He looked you deep in the eyes.
“I love you too.”
Mark smiled widely. Oh, how he missed hearing that you loved him.
“I’m sorry for everything.”
“It’s okay.” You pecked his lips but that wasn’t enough for Mark. He climbed on top of you and kissed you passionately.
His hand was on your naked thigh, stroking it softly. You were wet and when Mark put his hand on your wet pussy, you moaned.
Mark circled your clit and his tongue played with yours. It felt so good. He slowly put two fingers inside of your cunt and thrusted them in and out. You clenched around his fingers and you could feel your climax coming. Mark added a third finger.
His lips were back on your skin. Mark softly kissed your boobs and sucked on your sensitive nipples.
“Are you going to be a good girl and cum?” he asked you between his kisses.
“Yes- I’m so close.”
“Look at me.” His face was close to yours again, and when you looked at him, at his dark doe eyes, you came.
After you calmed down, you glanced at the clock in the room.
“Shit, Mark. It’s almost six in the morning. We need to sleep.”
You talked the whole night and after two orgasms and cuddling, you didn’t notice that it was already this late.
“But I’m hard.” He pouted.
“Do you want me to suck you off?”
“Yes, please baby, please suck me off.” He begged.
You were on the edge of the bed, your face right in front of his hard cock.
You slowly licked from the bottom to his tip. You pumped his cock in your hand a couple times before you put it inside of your mouth. After pumping him, you licked the slit on his tip.
“Babe- don’t tease me.” He whimpered.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Anything- but just please, do something.”
You put his entire length inside of your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and pumping the part of his dick you couldn’t put inside of your mouth.
You stopped bobbing you head and stared licked his tip again. “Babe- please. Please make me cum.”
Mark was going crazy. He needed to cum, his cock was so sensitive now, he twitched every time you licked or touched him.
“Okay, baby. I teased you enough, I’ll make you cum. You want to cum right?” you kissed his cock and he nodded. “Please. I want to cum on your face.”
You sucked his dick properly this time, he was so sensitive and so close, not even ten seconds later, he came on your face, just like he wanted to.
“Fuck, fuck fuck. That was so fucking good, babe, fuck.” Mark was breathing heavily, the intense orgasm tired him. You cleaned you face, fortunately he only came on your face and inside of your mouth.
You crawled back to him and kissed his lips. “Thank you.” He thanked you. “I love sucking your dick.”
“No, well yeah thank you for that too but I’m thankful for everything. Thank you for forgiving me.”
“I love you.”
“I love you.”
And you fell asleep in his arms.
I'd go back to you
I'd go back to you
What was there, wasn't sure
But I'd go back to you
I know I'd go back to you
Not even three hours later, your alarm clock woke you and Mark up.
“I don’t want to leave you.” You mumbled.
“I don’t want you to leave either. Stay a little longer.” He kissed your shoulder.
“I can’t I have to wake up Aera. It’s her big day, it needs to be perfect.”
“Everything you do is perfect.” Mark flirted.
“Shut up, I’ll see you later okay? Thank you for last night.”
“I love you.” He leaned down and kissed you. After kissing for two minutes to pulled back again. “I have to go.”
“Just five more minutes.”
Almost thirty minutes later, you tiptoed to your bedroom. Aera was wide awake playing with her phone when she saw you.
“Where the fuck were you and why are- oh my god.” Aera understood immediately. “You bitch fucked Mark didn’t you.”
“Yes, and now shut up and get ready for your wedding day!”
“I know I know, but like, I’m happy if you are happy. Are you happy?” she asked you worriedly.
“Yes. I’ve never been happier I think.” You smiled. You were really happy and so in love with Mark.
“Then I’m happy.”
Hours later, you found yourself in your maid of honor dress, looking absolutely gorgeous. Mark was helping you with everything. With the catering company, the guests and everything else that needed to be taken care of.
Mark stole kisses from you here and there and now he pulled you back to his bedroom and kissed you intensely.
“You look so stunning- I can’t stop staring at you. I love you, pretty girl.” He kissed you again.
“M-Mark fuck, you look so hot and I really want to fuck you, b-but, fuck we can’t.” you closed your eyes and let him kiss your neck.
“Okay, okay. I’m trying to stay calm, but fuck, you look so good I want to rip that dress off.”
“We’ll have the whole night. Let’s go back, people are going to get suspicious.”
When you went back, you met Johnny and Yuta on your way.
“Where are you two coming from?” Yuta asked.
“My bedroom- ouch.” You kicked Mark’s leg.
“What were you doing in your bedroom?” Johnny asked amused. “Do you want me to show you?” Mark asked with a smirk.
“Mark? What the f-“ and then Mark pulled you in and kissed you fully on the lips.
He could finally show Johnny that you belonged to him, that you always belonged to him.
“Well I guess we saw that coming.” Yuta laughed with Johnny. The two left and you were still kissing.
“Ew! He is eating her Mommy!” you heard a little girl scream.
You pulled away immediately and apologized.
Mark laughed his ass off as he walked you to Aera’s dressing room. “I’m going to eat you tonight. But not your mouth. I’m going to eat your cunt.”
“I can’t wait. I’ll see you at the ceremony alright? I need to stay with Aera now.”
“Okay baby.” He kissed you goodbye.
The wedding ceremony ended so quickly, next thing you knew you were in Mark’s arms slow dancing. Aera and Jaehyun’s wedding was truly beautiful. Everything went smoothly and you were finally resting in the arms of your lover.
Aera and Jaehyun were also slow dancing and smiling happily. Not only because it was the most important night of their lives- also because their best friends were finally happy together.
“Y/n?” Mark said your name softly.
“Mhm?” you hummed with closed eyes.
“I’m really sorry that I put you trough all of that, and I’m sorry that it took me so long to realize my real feelings for you. You’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever met in my entire life and I’m going to do everything I can to keep you in my arms. I don’t want to see sad ever again. I’ll love you until my last breath.”
You promised yourself you weren’t going to cry that night, but a couple tears still escaped.
“You know, I was hurt but I healed and I’m more than ready to do this with you again. It was you. My heart always longed for you, and I don’t think that there could be anyone I would love as much as I love you. You could break my heart thousand times, I would go back to you over and over again.” You looked up to him, he could see the love you felt for him in your eyes.
“I love you.”
“I love you.” And with that, Mark pressed his lips on yours and kissed you with so much love and adoration.
I'll go back to you
I'll go back to you
I know I'd go back to you
I'll go back to you
I'll go back to you
I know I'd go back to you
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Putting on Hairs: Favorable Dress
Primary Pairing: YohaRiko
Hinted: KotoUmi
Words: ~2.4k
Rating: G? Maybe mild T for one of the implications...?
AU: Theater, Werewolf, Werebeast, Monster, Cryptid, Angelic, Demonic
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Author’s Note: I honestly can’t remember the last time I’ve written this much in this short of time...
Summary: Riko is hoping Kotori and Yoshiko can make a dress for her. But nothing is free...
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Riko approached the costume department with severe trepidation. Her heart was actively trying to pound itself out of her chest at the thought of facing her. Well, not her specifically, she knew she would feel this way about anyone of her kind. But right now, she was the one here.
But, of all the places in this amazing, wonderful world, why did she have to fall here? In this country? In this city? And now she was working at the same theater where Riko had just recently been hired.
Of course, the very same thing could be asked of Riko herself. Why did she have to flee to this particular island off the main coast? Choose this particular city? Accept a position playing the piano in the orchestra pit of this particular theater?
Was this all His idea of a cruel joke?
It was bad enough that she had stood so close during the meeting earlier in the day where the theater’s premiere patron was introduced. Why did she have to do that? Did she not sense Riko like she sensed her? Was she not uncomfortable with Riko’s presence as Riko was with hers?
Riko sighed. Why was she even doing this? Well, she needed a dress. But surely, she could just go find one at a local shop, right? Did she really need to deal with her to have one made special? But the examples she had see so far were just… otherworldly; so much better than anything she had seen window shopping around the area.
“Ah, Riko-chan!” An ashen blonde head poked into the hallway, startling Riko. “Yoshiko-chan was right when she said you were coming. Welcome! Come on in!” Kotori ushered the redhead into the room.
“Pardon the intrusion…” Riko said as she stepped through the door, immediately needing to resist the urge to turn back and run.
There she was, black wings spread wide in all their glory and looking as powerful as any other angel, despite her fallen status. And she was… trimming fur from a black kitten in her lap? What?
Yoshiko looked up with a surprisingly cheerful smile. “Welcome to Hell Zone, Riko!”
“Hell… Zo… eh?” Riko’s gaze flitted fervently around the room, seeking hellforged artifacts or demonic runes or something, anything that might imbue the area with the powers of Hell. And while she certainly sensed auras radiating off most of the equipment and tools, nothing appeared to be of infernal or divine origin.
“Or would you prefer I call you Pirum?”
“Eehhh?!” Riko aborted her vain attempts to scour the room as Yoshiko uttered her true name.
“Kind of a strange name for a demon, though…” Yoshiko continued as if she hadn’t noticed Riko’s reaction. “Do you guys even have pears down there?”
“Now, now, Yoshiko-chan,” Kotori chided playfully “we shouldn’t scare our clients like that. Now, what can we do for you, Riko-chan?”
“Uhm…” Riko fidgeted with her fingers, trying desperately to resist fleeing. “Kurosawa-san recommended I check with you about having a dress made for an upcoming recital?”
“Of course!” Kotori chirped. “We would be happy to make something for you.”
“She, uhm, didn’t give me an idea about pricing though…”
“Oh, don’t you worry your pretty little head about that.” Kotori smiled. “You’re in the orchestra here, right?”
“Yes… but…”
“So, we’ll make the dress for you and you can just owe us a favor.”
Something about the sparkle in the costume designers eye made Riko feel a bit ill at ease. More so than she already was.
“I’m not sure…”
“Surely you know about favors, right?” Yoshiko spoke up. “Your boss’s boss is fond of them, right?” She offered a decidedly devilish grin.
“Uhm…” Riko felt her knees start to shake.
“Don’t mind them.” A deep, masculine voice said from… somewhere. Riko couldn’t readily identify the source. “They’re just teasing you.”
“Phobetor.” Yoshiko gently swatted the kitten in her lap.
Wait, that had been the cat that spoke? But its mouth hadn’t moved. How… Then again, it wasn’t the strangest thing Riko had seen, here or down below.
“Sorry if we scared you.” Kotori giggled. “I am serious about the favor, but don’t worry, it won’t be anything beyond what you’re capable of giving.”
“What… did you have in mind?”
“Hrm…” Kotori considered for a moment. “Would you mind show me your wings?”
“Eh? My… my wings?”
“Yes, please.” Kotori nodded. “You’re a demon, right? I don’t think I’ve ever seen a demon’s wings. Are they feathered like Yoshiko-chan’s or leathery and bat-like or skeletal like in some movies?” She seemed to be getting pretty excited about the concept.
“Uhm… could we maybe… close the door first?” Riko requested meekly.
She realized that was closing off her easiest route of escape, but unless it was imbued with some anti-demon inscription or blessed or whatever, it wouldn’t actually prove much of a barrier to her. Also, despite her persisting fear, something in the back of her mind had begun insisting she could trust these two. Or three, really.
Yoshiko hadn’t attacked her on sight. Kotori obviously knew her nature and wasn’t afraid or hateful, rather she seemed genuinely intrigued. And while they had both teased her, neither had been malicious. Even Yoshiko’s mention of her true name had seemed more like an honest, if again teasing, question than some attempt to wield power over her.
Slowly, ever so slowly, Riko unfurled her wings.
Kotori’s eyes grew wide in awe. “They’re beautiful…” She marveled.
Riko blushed. She’d never heard that word associated with her wings before.
“Can I…?” Kotori reached forward.
Riko offered a weak nod before flinching a little as the designer’s hands began exploring.
“Definitely bat-like.” Kotori murmured, moving her fingers gently across the membrane. “A little drier than I expected, but still, lovely material. These will do nicely.”
“M-material?” Riko instinctively snapped her wings back in. “Are you saying you want me to trade my wings for a dress?”
“Not in their entirety.” Kotori replied. “Just a clipping. A little goes a long way, especially when imbued with such power.”
“Uhm…”
“I’m not sure that’s the best idea, Kotori.” Yoshiko spoke up.
“Oh?” The lead designer asked.
“Because demon wings are different than those of an angel, or a crane.” The blue-haired girl explained. “I mean, I’m no expert in demon physiology, but I’m pretty sure she’s got veins and nerves and stuff running throughout. It’s probably hurt her more than when you or I just pluck our feathers; certainly more than trimming Phobetor’s fur.”
“Although,” Phobetor spoke again “with her regeneration, she could very quickly heal the amount I assume you would be taking.”
“Yeah, but…” Yoshiko started.
“And if I recall correctly, that Kanata girl can adjust her abilities to numb rather than put to sleep. She’d be fully regenerated before she actually felt anything.”
Kanata? “Konoe-san?” Riko asked. “I thought I felt another demonic presence here.”
“Indeed.” Phobetor stood and stretched before yawning. “Although she is here for different reasons than you. While she is here to feed, you seem more interested in music. Pray tell, did you grow weary of playing Hell’s music and came to Earth for a change of pace?”
Riko blinked. “How… how did you know?”
“One of my primary duties is to run reconnaissance and monitor all local entities that could pose a threat to my master.” The cat explained. “Celestials, especially demons, are always worth investigation.”
“I see… wait, so you’ve been spying on me?”
“Indeed. And I have determined that you are not a threat to my master, Ms. Pirum.”
“… Oh…” Whatever was left of Riko’s fear was displaced entirely by embarrassment. “I see, well… uhm… Anyway, Riko is fine…”
“Very well. Riko it is.” Phobetor gave a single, curt nod. “Though it must be said that my assessment is not an indictment upon your power. You are still a demon after all. Rather, I have determined you to be far too… demure, for lack of a better word.”
“… Oh…”
“Also, your reading proclivities are quite… interesting, I must say.”
“Eh?”
“Oh? What kinda books do ya read, Riko?” Yoshiko perked up suddenly. “Earth is filled with a ton of strange tomes and some of their ideas on magic and such are utterly baffling. Though there are some amazing artists who create some amazing manga and doujin. Humans can tell such wonderful stories.”
“D… doujin…” Riko felt herself blush.
“Yeah, have you ever been to Comiket? Mortals sure know how to celebrate their hobbies.”
“She has attended.” Phobetor confirmed.
“Phobetor…” Riko whined.
“Really?” Yoshiko became even more excited. “Maybe we should go together this year.”
“… Maybe…”
“I do believe your tastes are vastly different, though.” Phobetor said.
“Oh? What kinda stuff do you like, Riko?” Yoshiko asked again.
“Uhm…” Riko hesitated.
“Her preferred reading material is…”
“<Stay thy tongue, meddlesome furball!>” Riko snarled in an ancient demonic language.
The other three occupants in the room stared at her in stunned silence.
Riko’s hands flew up to clamp across her mouth as heat exploded across her cheeks, spreading quickly to her ears and down her neck.
Yoshiko snorted.
“I’m… I’m so sorry…” Riko cried, her voice muffled through her fingers. “I didn’t mean…”
Yoshiko burst out laughing. Kotori giggled.
“I thought… you said… she was too demure…” Yoshiko managed get out between bouts.
“That seemed like the best description at the time.” Phobetor stated matter-of-factly.
“Are you… sure… she’s not a… threat?”
“My assessment remains unchanged.”
Why in the nine circles did you have to go and do that, of all things? Riko berated herself. She was so embarrassed she felt she could die and go back to Hell. Well, maybe not. She really had no desire to return.
“There, all done.” Kotori suddenly announced.
“Eh?” Riko came back to reality. “Done? Done with what?”
“Your measurements.”
“Measure…”
“For your dress.”
“Yes, I know, but… when did you…?”
“While you, Yoshiko-chan and Phobetor-chan were talking.”
“I didn’t even notice.” Riko admitted.
Kotori smiled. “I’ll draw up some proposed designs and give them to you tomorrow.” she explained. “Once you decide on one you like, we can get to choosing fabrics.”
“Alright.” Riko agreed. “Oh, uhm… about the favor…”
“Oh, don’t worry about the wing thing.” Kotori dismissed. “We’ll think of something else, it’s fine.”
“Well, if you don’t mind my asking, what did you intend to do with the trimmings?”
“Make leather of course. There are a lot of costumes and accessories that need leather, belts, shoes, jackets, all sorts of things.”
“So, it would be used for the theater?”
“Of course!” Kotori chirped. “Everything I do is for Umi-chan’s theater.”
“Unless someone else like Riko comes and wants something made for a non-theater event.” Yoshiko pointed out.
“Well, yes, but the favors we ask in return always benefit the theater.”
“That’s true.” The fallen angel conceded.
Riko steeled herself for what she was about to say. “I’ll do it. You can use some of my wings to make costumes for the theater.”
Kotori’s eyes widened as she inhaled with excitement. “Really?” She grabbed Riko’s hands and pulled herself closer. “You’ll let me make celestially imbued leather?”
“Y-yes...”
“Oh, thank you, Riko-chan!” Kotori surged forward and wrapped her arms around the redhead.
“Hey, Phobetor,” Yoshiko addressed her cat “you wanna go tell Kanata she’s on notice for numbing duties?”
“Will do.”
With that, Phobetor blinked out of existence. Is he a teleporter? Riko wondered.
“Well, we don’t have to do it right away.” Kotori said, pulling out of the hug. “I won’t collect payment until I know my customer is satisfied with the product I am selling them.”
Yoshiko shrugged. “We’re only putting her on notice.”
“Message has been delivered.” Phobetor’s voice sounded before he popped back into the room. “She said it would only take her a second, so we can have her do so whenever we are ready.”
“Only a second, huh?” Yoshiko pondered something for a moment. “I wonder if her sleep spell works that fast too.”
“I would imagine it takes effect quickly, for the sake of facilitating faster feeding.”
“You mentioned feeding before.” Riko said. “She’s not… eating people… is she?”
“Their dreams.” Phobetor responded. “She calls herself a Somnophore, though I believe Somnophage would be more accurate. But who am I to judge such things?” The cat seemed to almost shrug. “I am surprised you did not know.”
“I sensed she was a fellow demon.” Riko admitted. “But I hadn’t had a chance to determine what kind.”
“I’d let her feed on my dreams…” Yoshiko seemed lost in thought.
“Why, do you want her to put you to sleep, Yoshiko-chan?” Kotori asked.
Yoshiko chuckled. “It would help some nights.”
“Well, Kanata-chan seems to love the pillow I made for her.” Kotori explained. “It’s stuffed with a special blend of our feathers and she says it works wonders.”
“A pillow, huh?” Yoshiko turned her head and shifted one of her wings over for inspections. “I never thought about making one of those.”
“I’d be happy to show you how.”
“Alright.” Yoshiko agreed. “Although I’m surprised you didn’t make one for your precious Umi.”
“Of course, I made one for Umi-chan.” Kotori giggled. “But that was years ago, long before I came here. So that one was made with just my feathers. I made one for Honoka-chan then as well.” Her eyes sparkled as she seemed to be reviewing fond memories. “They still have them to this day.”
“Anyway, we should probably get back to work.” Yoshiko hopped up to her feet and moved across the room. “And I know you have rehearsals coming up. It was nice meeting you, Riko.” She smiled and reaching out a hand.
“Likewise.” Riko agreed, accepting the handshake.
“Phobetor tells me you’re quite good on the piano. Which makes sense, given who you serve under.”
“Well, not really.” Riko shook her head. “Not anymore.”
“Ah, I see.” Yoshiko nodded. “I can empathize completely. I haven’t served Him in a good long while.”
“Mm…”
“Anyway, I still look forward to hearing you play.” She grinned. “Maybe Kotori will let me out of this hell every once in a while, so I can head upstairs and listen a few times.”
“Awuuu…” Kotori pouted. “Yoshiko-chan, don’t make me out to be like some hellish taskmaster.” She blinked and turned to Riko. “No offense.”
Riko chuckled. “None taken. There’s certainly no shortage of taskmasters down there. That’s part of why I came up here.” With that said, she turned toward the door. “I’ll see you two… sorry, three, later.”
Words of departure and well wishes followed Riko into the hallway, and as she walked, her thoughts remained on the individuals she had just met. They were an interesting group, to say the least. But friendly, even to a demon like her. Maybe… perhaps, just maybe, working in close proximity to an angel wouldn’t be all that bad after all.
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Author’s Notes Continued in Followup Post
#YohaRiko#YoshiRiko#Sakurauchi Riko#Tsushima Yohane#Minami Kotori#Phobetor#Love Live Sunshine#Love Live#Putting on Hairs#fanfic#Tsushima Yoshiko
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Author Interview
Eeeek! I was tagged by @alloveroliver and @claire-maccarthy Thanks for the tag!
Name: My blog name is listed as Ruka, but my real name is Bekah so you can call me either. When I first made this blog, I wasn’t comfortable sharing my name online but now, I don’t mind.
Fandoms Now:
Ikemen Revolution, Ikemen Sengoku, Ikemen Vampire, Obey Me, Nightmare Harem, Several Shades of Sadism, Midnight Cinderella, Romance MD, Star Crossed Myth, Kings of Paradise, Scandal in the Spotlight, Kissed by the Baddest Bidder, My Wedding and Seven Rings. Probably a few more that I’ve got on my phone and log into once in a blue moon.
Want to do in the future:
Any of the Cybird games (they own my soul and wallet), So many voltage games I plan to start in the future, too many to name.
Where you post:
Mostly tumblr but I have an Ao3, Fanfiction and wattpad account (under the name moriartyswife)
Most popular One-Shot:
“The Cost of War” I wrote this one for the Ikemen Discord Writers and it’s definitely one of my favorites as well.
Most Popular Multi-Chapter Story:
“And So They Met” which stars my little baby Alara at 6 years old coming to the mansion under bad circumstances and being adopted by Comte and the boys.
Favorite Story You Wrote:
Can I choose? As far as one shots go, Made a Made is by far a favorite of mine. Multi-chapter... how can I choose between my babies!? Personally, I love The Red Army Princess and The Black Army Mischief Maker. I have to name them both because there made as two sides of a coin, my first ikerev next gen. Eden and Finley will always have a special place in my heart.
Story You were Nervous to Post:
All of them I could probably say Telling Luka. It’s a mini series about Emery dating Luka and getting pregnant with Jonah’s baby. I was afraid of how it would come across. It seems to be pretty popular so that’s good.
How You Choose Your Titles:
It’s a roulette, I throw a dart and just go with it... Just kidding. I try to make all my titles have some meaning within the story. It might be a description of something that happens, or have something to do with the character themselves. Most of my titles tie in to the story. Sometimes with one shots, it’s just word association, but typically, I try to make them mean something.
Completed:
I have 141 One Shots completed.I do have other things for other fandoms posted on my other writing accounts, but for this blog, that’s all I have for now.
Incomplete:
I have posted 77 chapters of various multichapter fics. All of those and add in the amount of OC’s I have in the works which is over 100 (not including all the ikerev next gen babies). Plus, I have some one-shots and requests to fill so I have a lot coming up.
Do you outline:
Yes and no. Most of the time, I wing what I’m writing. I jot down ideas and things that might happen in the future of the story when they come to me. It’s less of an outline more like a pile of notes that I forget that I have until after I’ve written it. I do get ahead of myself when I’m writing, so I’ll grab a little piece of paper and write down some dialogue or scenes that come later in the chapter. And there are rare occasions were I’ll write out an entire chapter, but that’s very rare.
Coming Soon/ Not Yet Started:
I have 3 new Ikevamp Ocs coming in the next few weeks. Amelia Earhart, Mina Van Gogh, and Asha. I’m not sure what order they’ll come in, but they’ll be making their debut soon.
As for Ikerev, Atticus Kingsley is getting his story, which I’ve been nearly completed with for a few months now. Also, my witch Sage is going to be having her first chapter published.
Also there are some Voltage fics I want to publish. I have a romance md first chapter for Hosho’s daughter but I’m unsure if I’m going to post it. Some star crossed myth and Kings of Paradise are on the backburner but I want to post them as well.
AND OBEY ME! I’ve already made 12 ocs for the game and I have a few stories started. My little succubus is definitely my favorite.
Do you accept prompts?
Yes, but I rarely do them. Sometimes if I get in the mood, I’ll start working on them but I just have so many ocs and stories to work on that requests get forgotten about. That doesn’t mean I’ll never do them, it just means that it will take a while. I used to stress about requests a lot. Please feel free to send me a request as my box is always open but I don’t fill requests often. It’s a little hit or miss, because I switch between what I’m obsessively writing, so you kind of have to catch me with whatever I’m posting the most about at the time.
Upcoming Story You are Most Excited About:
Mina Van Gogh! I’ve worked super hard to make the story as accurate as possible, doing research. It’s a story more focused on platonic relationships at first, although she does have a suitor (Charles) but that is not in the foreground in the beginning of the story.
What do you use to edit?
A human being. I don’t do near as much editing on these fics as I do with my original writing. Unless something needs a major overhaul, I simply write what I want and check for mistakes before posting. If I’m looking for a word, I’ll google and search through the Thesaurus for a synonym. Nothing fancy here.
As for actual program that I write with, I used to exclusively use word. Now, I tend to use Tumblr and save the post as a draft. It’s super easy to access from anywhere and I can type on my phone if I want to. I’ve made the mistake more than once of tumblr glitching and eating my posts, so it’s not the most ideal situation..
Writing Set up:
Up until July of 2019, I exclusively sat at my desk. I get distracted very easily, so having a workspace that I only used for writing worked wonders for me. Now that I can’t sit for very long in hard chairs (thanks herniated discs), I usually sit in an arm chair with a little box to put my feet up on.
Most the time, I write with headphones in and listen to piano/instrumental music. Occasionally, I’ll pick one song that fits the story but I find myself singing along and getting distracted if there are words.
Do You Use a Beta Reader?
I have my best friend read over for any mistakes, so I guess, yes. Sometimes if she is busy, I’ll let Word read it out loud to check for missing words.
Where Do You Get Your Writing Inspiration?
From everything. Reading, other writing, tv/movies, real life. I’ve said before that a lot of the speech and actions of the children that I write are based on things I’ve witnessed while working for 10+ years with young children. Talking about the fics with friends also helps. They can help to figure out an ideas.
I would say that a lot of the time, it just comes to me. I’ll be writing something completely different and then an idea will come to mind about another character or story. Like poof, it’s there.
Can we get a quote from an upcoming WIP? Have a few!
Obey upcoming fic:
Verena knew how incredibly lucky she was to have his attention, his touch. Though he cared for all his incubus and succubus but never had he done this. Observing and critiquing, but not joining. “Lord Asmodeus, I-um-”
“No, no. All I want coming from these lips are those sweet, delicious sounds of pleasure.” Golden eyes were filled with delight. This was new, a succubus a completely blank canvas begging to be painted in his colors. Her mind lingered in a muddled state of uncertainty. “I’ve not used an ounce of my charm and yet you’re grinding your hips against mine, clinging to me tightly. You don’t want me to let you go.”
Her cheeks flushed red. It was like she had turned on autopilot, unable to stop her own body from wanting to drown in him. “Please…“
The word drenched in absolute urgency for more.
Ikemen Revolution New OC: Wren Blackwell
“Uncle Fenrir! Uncle Ray!” The ten year old’s voice echoed through the small building laced with surprise and joy. Abandoning his schoolwork for a chance to spend time with his two uncles. Amber eyes sparkled up at the two. Rarely did he get a visit from his family.
Fenrir beamed a grin at him, accepting the welcoming hug. “Reece, ya got taller!” He stopped by any time he came down to the ports, pitching in to help if Wren needed it.
Which meant today must be business. Never did Ray come by her work without warning. Placing down the files in their proper piles, Wren maneuvered through the chaos to emerge from the office. “Reece, you can go out for a break.” She didn’t want him to hear any military discussions, lest he want to join.
“Come on, I’ll buy ya a treat if it’s alright with your mom,” Fenrir offered to the eager boy, glancing to her for the okay.
It was like looking at two needy puppies. “That’s fine.” As Reece raced out the front door, Wren called to the ace with a serious tone. “No guns this time. I’ll kick your ass if you even think about it.”
She received a salute paired with wicked grin. “Yes, ma’am.”
“This time?” Ray questioned, emerald eyes moving from the vacant doorway to his sister.
Ikemen Vampire New OC: Juniper Haywood
Juniper tugged at the door handle, heels digging into the plush carpet as she put all her strength into trying to open the door. It refused to budge. Locked? Unlikely. It must have something to do with why the door only appears at certain times. Now, she was surely stuck until the stars aligned again.
Here’s what she knew.
The hallway led to a mansion. How? Unclear. Why? Also unclear.
In hindsight, there was very little that she actually knew.
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Tagging: @plumpblueberry @rikumorimachisgirl @mythiica @emeraldtawny and anyone else who wants to do it! ^_^
#author interview#i write things#sometimes#ikemen revolution#ikerev#about me#ikemen vampire#ikevamp#obey me#other otome games
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Loki Baby Pt 8
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Wk 22 - The beauty of the moment may have faded, but the joy was still there.
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Work since that suit appointment had kept your freedom at bay. Breakfasts were kept as shared meals with Loki treasuring hearing about your plans while he had made good on your offer of lending him your car to pick up a few things he had forgotten to stock up on in your shared trip to the shops. Stolen moments of freedom came behind the wheel of the sports car he was allowed to borrow and even with sights of Natasha and other agents on his route still keeping the Prince under surveillance, though now at a milder distance. Monitored freedom but a freedom none the less with clear links to the source of said freedom just a call away if they dared to try and rope him back to the tower again.
The upcoming event on top of the sparse times with you had his nerves mounting. A stolen slip into your nightly reading from a feigned borrowing of a book at the end of his short stack he had bought however had calmed him at least with another joint drift off to sleep at opposite ends of the same couch.
The gentle sunset waking the Prince, who in his sleep had shifted to his side extending a hand to drape over the ankle of the woman on the couch beside him felt his eyes opening when his thumb pressed a bit tighter onto a vein in your ankle clearly revealing quite an odd heartbeat. Though just waking and still swimming his way out of his sleepy daze body had a different idea of what to do past inspecting it further. In a shift he sat up and turned to drape behind you properly lulling your body to melt against his under his arm laying across your middle. Sleep had been hard to come by and for now at least the goal was another night with you in his arms.
A leg had slid between his with a knee pulling his higher holding his hips flush against yours, arms tangled under the blanket and in the burrowing of his head into the back of yours a smoothing of fingers eased under the sleeve on his green shirt. That was what brought you out of sleep, curious raised ridges under finger strokes far from readable. In a deep inhale cracking an eye open to see what it was the swirling ridges around the wrist branched up in solid lines with diagonal dashes and dots in between on the inner side of the arm. Again in his sleep the Prince’s arm tightened around your middle and closing your eyes the sleeve was tugged down and over it a grip on his arm was returned calming the slumbering belief you were trying to break out of his hold.
It was clear he was not Asgardian, he was not like Thor, the red eyes were evident enough and now with such markings over his arms he clearly kept hidden from you in his earlier days of having his dress shirts rolled up. Nestling back into his hold it was decided to wait, allow him to bring up his hidden traits, unless you couldn’t help yourself of course. They reached up his inner arm, it was a hope they were like fingerprints, that he was born with them and not having been self inflicted, you could never handle that, him being in such pain to have etched such a vast set of markings into his skin. Warmly you were cuddled back to sleep and joined the Prince in grumbling at the alarm sounding from the panel on the wall to wake up hours later.
“I’m up,” The chiming dropped to soft trickling of notes had you grumbling again and dipping your hand lower to grab Loki’s leg making his eye crack open, “Your leg’s longer.” In the tap of his foot to the floor the alarm silenced making him chuckle and settle his head behind yours on the pillow.
“Intriguing addition to getting up out of bed. Easily bested though.”
“That, was merely the snooze, we have seven minutes or the couch gets tilted up.”
“That intent on remaining in bed?”
“I do love to lounge.”
“Do you need to go somewhere?”
“No, manicure appointment, did you want in?”
“Hmm,”
“If you like you can watch mine get done and decide then.”
“Would I be able to choose a color, or clear coat only?”
After a giggle you said, “They’re your fingers, Prince Loki.”
“I might try gold.”
“Ooh, with sparkles?”
“Perhaps, though Pepper once had this forest green that looked interesting.”
“You could always alternate, or have diagonal designs in alternating colors.”
Again the chiming picked up and huffing to yourself you found your feet and said, “I’m up.”
After tugging up your sleeves you led Loki down to the lowest floor with tea in hand where you chose black nail polish topped with silver glittery specks across them randomly resembling stars while Loki grinned seeing his forest green shimmering nails with golden glittering arches around the edges and bed of his nails. Pedicures were set to match the base colors and in paying you led the way up to breakfast before you would split up to get ready.
Though a grin from you held him in place and at the boxes you accepted from the floating otters they had fetched from your closet that had arrived the night prior a curious smirk eased across Loki’s lips. “Thought you might need a couple finishing touches.”
Wetting his lips he opened the top box, the smaller of the two and his lips parted seeing his symbol in the Norse faith of two interlocked snaked above his name in Norse Runes etched into the golden cufflinks. “I know the stories recorded and what actually happened for you and your family aren’t exactly cohesive, though I thought you might like them. Even if they aren’t-,”
“They are incredible.” His eyes locked onto yours, “Even though I do not have a symbol, per se, on Asgard, I do admire this one, and the runes are correct. I will be honored to wear them.” Looking down he said, “I cannot imagine what the other surprise might be.”
With a smirk you said, “Not hard to guess, though the details, might be a bit harder to guess.”
Inside the second box his lips parted again seeing the black ring coated face of the watch with white glowing speckles he shifted the outer ring around the face revealing different settings. One to follow the moon cycle exposed by the moon in the center and various constellations and planets with a special marker on the ring he could hit showing the galaxy around Asgard. When his eyes locked on yours you said, “I thought you might like it, not just for telling time and the date. To help you find your way, or just remember our little corner of the world when you are on Asgard again. Water proof, shatterproof and solar recharged battery included, has a compass and all that, and,” in a reach into his view you pointed to an extra dial he could pull out and you said, “If you needed to get in touch. A communicator.”
Smirking at you he asked, “How powerful a communicator?”
Smirking back playfully you quipped, “You might be surprised.”
“Thank you, truly. You must have put quite a great deal of effort into this. I will treasure it always.”
Nipping at your lip you nodded then said, “Well, I should let you get ready. Tails take a while.” In a chuckle he nodded and thanked you again turning for his own apartment still in awe at the watch he had eased onto his wrist smiling at the etching across the back, ‘Always believe that something wonderful is about to happen.’
It was simple, and hopeful, and for a moment everything he needed to have strapped to his wrist to help keep him going on his worst days. A glimpse of home, a glimpse of you, a bridge of sorts between the two. Layer by layer he readied after basic primping and finalized the look with the securing of his cufflinks in the hall only to turn with lips parting at your long sleeved silver shimmering gown practically poured over you with only a cutout over your back revealing any of your skin. Your silver clip secured bun held in place for a sleek look already making him feel under dressed out of his armor and cape. A gown like that you were ready to be presented to a King, not being taken to some Midguardian dinner, no matter how fancy the occasion was slated to be.
A loop of your arm in his extended elbow and his heart began to flutter imagining the faces of the men seeing you arrive on his arm. Though that came with a landslide of doubts on being the one on your arm. The killer, the invader, mass murdering psychopath. How could he ever be deserving of an innocent’s attentions or company? How could he ever make anyone understand the reasons behind it when this planet was so far behind his own? How could he ever be enough for all your kindness?
Small talk led to dinner and more talking while the orchestra readied. A single glance of a man tapping your elbow at the bar in his step away to explain a painting fuller to a woman who asked if he knew about the artist and his heart dropped. His answer was given and the woman gone leaving him turning for the terrace. Straight to the stone half wall he went unbuttoning his outer jacket in a sharp exhale trying to reign in his tears threatening to fill his eyes imagining you spending the night in another’s arms to dance and at the worst to sleep. There was no bond past monetary partnership and in fair exchange he had fulfilled his duty, escorting you here tonight, just as you had fulfilled yours, housing and pampering him to comfort.
“I hate realtors.” The sound of your voice tore his eyes open and his mind from the edge seeing a glass of champagne set in front of him, “Every party nonstop offers on my building.”
“Realtors?” The frailty of his tone and bare glace at you made you dip under his arm and have his wide eyed teary gaze looking you over.
Moving closer in a simple ease of your hands around his sides his chest rose in a deep inhale as you hummed out, “I believe you owe me a dance, Prince Loki.” The reach for his folded back vest had his eyes shut and body inching closer in a sort of timid hug in the ease of his arm around your back followed by the other. In his next inhale showing he was readying to release you, you hummed near his ear, “I would not abandon you. I arrived with you and perhaps we should take a spin or two around the floor then let the land hungry men watch us go back to our apartment for some dessert?”
“Those tarts were disgraceful,” making you giggle in his hands slowly sliding off your back allowing you to secure his vest for him and watch his downing the glass as you did the same with yours followed by an offer of his hand paired with a confident grin mustered up by your assurance and embrace. A gentle press of his lips to your knuckles and back into the room he led you in a camera drawing set of dances, close and intimate with whispered conversation appearing far from the childish jokes and gossip it was, followed by an early departure flooding stories out across social media of the supposed serious relationship.
‘Lovers caught in an embrace.’ The title read and the picture behind it showed what seemed to be your lips on Loki’s cheek and him smirking in the drawing of his arms around your lower back. Below the picture Loki scrolled down and read the brief synopsis of your smirk and loving stare filled dinner followed by a subtle slip from the Prince out of the ballroom allowing you both the private moment. A kiss to your knuckles and several comments on the intimate holds in dancing, subtle traces of his fingers lower on your back and down your arms and a final stolen imagined kiss to your cheek, really a whispered secret, but not from that angle.
Closing the app on his phone in your putting away your phone after it’s alerting you to your father’s ship being within a week’s distance away. A grin slipped onto his face and keeping the news to himself to keep the night from being spoiled he kept his mind focused on the hour prior with you in his arms imagining you were dancing in his home and not here for the mortal’s supposed need for gossip.
Talk of what treats was shared and upon return a simple stripping to your pajamas was had and around the ice cream set on your kitchen island you chose your dessert to go with your brownies and cookies and went to lounge through the movie Loki had picked.
Washed and comfortable away from the public eye back to your continued bliss of the protected apartment building and couch where once again he could hold you possibly through the night. It was impossible to stop now, imaginings Royal occasions with you on his arm, a chance to return the favor and flaunt you proudly in return once he found his way home.
A momentary flash of awkwardness slid across your face making his head tilt in a glance at his exposed arm in cleaning up your dishes and he asked, “Is something troubling you, Miss Pear?” Again refusing to cross that line of intimacy out loud hoping partially you might insist again on his using the informal title for you.
“When we were sleeping last night, I felt some marks on your arm.” His lips parted and you said, “I know you’re not human and according to Thor not Asgardian, but I have to ask,” Inhaling deeply he gave a slight nod only to have his brows furrow in shock at your asking, “You didn’t carve those in your arms yourself, did you?”
All at once it washed over him in the concern in your eyes how worried they had made you for his well being and he flatly replied in his still shaken tone, “No.” Hastily he wet his lips and extended his arms lowering your gaze at the rising of his Jotun ridges, “I am a Jotun, I have them on my back, face and neck as well. Though I prefer to keep them to myself.” A timid lift of your fingers to stroke one of the swirls had him saying, “They are unique, for each Jotun.”
“Like snowflakes?” You asked catching his gaze and his nod.
“I did not mean to concern you, merely they rise again in my sleep occasionally.”
“I’m just glad you wouldn’t hurt yourself.”
In a tilt of his head he hid the marks again saying, “Not counting plans for myself and Thor to harm one another or my playing dead to distract others, no, I try to avoid physical harm as others would.”
“Good.” A glance towards the living room in a wonder as to what film you would choose to end up taking you from the minor tasks on your to do list possibly ending in another morning of waking up in the grip of the snuggle happy Prince.
Tonight however Thor would call and ask to finish their marathon and the blonde would be the one he would wake beside on the connected lounging couches of their private theater. The night however would continue to play on in his dreams while you tinkered in the bunker far below sharing with your precious Tardis that parts were soon in the way knowing your father would never allow you to be stranded for very long anywhere or any time. Tonight was flawed but perfect all the same. The beauty of the moment had faded but the joy was still there.
@theincaprincess, @himoverflowers
Pt 9
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Fiery Firsts
Summary: The Fire Garden proves to be an excellent place for a first kiss.
Characters: Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi), Sub-Zero (Kuai Liang)
Word Count: 1926
My first published subscorp fic!! Hope y’all like it. (If you wanna request a fic... stick it in my ask.) [Crossposted to AO3]
“I cannot believe you prepared tea for me, Hanzo.”
“It is the least I can do. You have traveled a long way for… for a special occasion. It’s important to me that you are taken care of.”
Kuai Liang smiled as he and Hanzo settled down at a table outside the Shirai Ryu temple, next to one another on the same side. The other members were in the front of the garden at Hanzo’s request, before Kuai Liang’s arrival. He wanted complete privacy, no interruptions unless it was an emergency… and even then, he wanted a peaceful intrusion.
A pair of porcelain teacups sat in the middle of the table. Pre-boiled hot water in a kettle, all ingredients required already laid out for their use. Hanzo wanted things to go well.
Kuai Liang, dressed outside of his Grandmaster uniform and in a T-shirt and jeans, gestured for Hanzo to go first. “Your tea, your honor of the first cup.”
Hanzo adjusted the sleeve of his shirt with a faint nod, then he grabbed the kettle and prepared his tea. He too was dressed casually, a sleeved shirt and jeans. It was a comfortable outfit to wear for Kuai Liang's visit.
He and the Lin Kuei had begun seeing one another more frequently than ever.
Were they dating? No. They never discussed it. No one was asked out.
Hanzo didn’t think they were dating, at least.
They had been on what he would consider dates. They sparred together, went out to a restaurant, even strolled through the Fire Garden together. But no one had been asked out romantically. They had not acted like a couple once. No hand holding, no poetic confessions, nothing.
Hanzo was certain that he liked the younger man. Very certain, in fact. Infatuation toward the man was an emotion that Hanzo knew that he felt. He deeply enjoyed Kuai Liang’s company in any type of setting. He found himself looking forward to every instance that they were together. They laughed together, had good times together; he would easily consider Kuai Liang a close friend. He had been teased by Johnny Cage for his behavior one evening, for the actor was surprisingly intuitive and caught on to things quickly, and he remembered that he punched Johnny in the shoulder after he accused him of “crushing hard on the popsicle.”
But he was. No doubt.
Hanzo knew that he wanted to pursue something more with the man. But he was rather cowardly with romance; he was the same with Harumi all those years before. Romance was never his forté, and that had remained the same throughout his entire life. He admitted he was rather blind to signs of being liked, but he was always certain of his own feelings and could act considering those. But reciprocation was something he failed to grasp, failed to recognize.
He had no idea if they were dating or not. He wanted to assume they were. It would make him very happy to date someone as wonderful as Kuai Liang. But he was, as Johnny Cage would put it, a weenie.
Hanzo finished preparing his tea and passed the kettle to Kuai Liang, who took it with quiet gratitude. “The Fire Garden looks magnificent,” he said as he poured. “The autumn brings out the leaves. Stunning.”
“Thank you.” Hanzo looked around the garden with a faint smile. “We try year-round to keep it maintained… This is the time of the year that the leaves truly stand out the most.”
“Indeed.” Kuai Liang prepared his tea quickly, wasting no time getting it ready so he could enjoy it. Hanzo watched his hands as he prepared the tea, trying to focus on something to keep his heart still.
Kuai Liang was more stunning than the garden could ever be.
The way he moved was always graceful. When they sparred, he was light on his feet and quick to block any attacks directed at him; he was a good partner to help Hanzo with his skills. Outside of sparring, he was endlessly kind to Hanzo, always offering aid in any way and by his side at the faintest sign of a need for assistance. He was never angry at Hanzo for anything and he was always level-headed. He was reliable, resourceful; he was smart and knew many things about a variety of topics and could answer almost any question Hanzo asked.
The way he smiled at Hanzo made him weak. His smiles were kind and never forced, natural to his face. He had a beautiful smile, in Hanzo’s eyes, both his small smiles and thrilled grins. His eyes sparkled, and his lips always pushed out a warm phrase of some kind shortly after, or a laugh.
Hanzo was smitten.
“...Hanzo?”
He was snapped back to reality at the sound of Kuai Liang’s voice. He looked to his face and saw his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, a faint frown on his face.
“Yes?”
“Are you alright?” Kuai Liang gestured to him with a hand. “You seemed zoned out.”
“Oh.” Hanzo nodded quickly, picking up his tea and taking a drink. He regretted it; the tea was still wildly hot. He attempted to hide his anguish from the younger man with another nod. “Yes, I am alright. Just thinking.”
Kuai Liang smiled lightly and nodded. He gently blew on his tea and took a sip, quickly taking a larger drink immediately after. “Mm… This is good, Hanzo. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I always try to get good tea.” Hanzo blew on his own tea and took a sip, thankfully not burning himself that time.
The two began an idle conversation about a variety of different things. They talked of their clans, the upcoming autumn season, their allies, and even their favorite animals at one time. Kuai Liang admitted his long desire of getting a cat; he wasn’t sure how well off a cat would be at his temple. Hanzo assured him that with the right search, he could find one who would prosper in the cold and be a good companion.
Kuai Liang then asked Hanzo if he would like to go out to his temple for tea soon. It had been a while, and with Frost away for the next few weeks, things could occur in peace. Hanzo agreed, but he had questions deep down. Was it a date? Was it a platonic meeting? Was it an occasion that he would have to dress casually for? Would he just wear his uniform?
Would he ask these questions? No.
He did not know what he was so nervous about. It was Kuai Liang, one of his good friends. He would be more than happy to tell Hanzo these things; he would not hesitate to tell him what he wanted to know, and probably more beyond that.
“Hanzo.”
He looked Kuai Liang in the eye and saw a worried expression on his face. “You’ve zoned out again. Are you ill?” he asked. He went to raise a hand to feel his forehead, but it was swatted away.
“No.” Hanzo quickly shook his head and looked back down at his own tea. “No, not ill.”
“Talk to me. Tell me what’s on your mind.”
Hanzo looked back up to him to see that Kuai Liang’s full attention was on him. His tea was placed on the table and his entire body was turned towards him. “You’re nervous. Tell me why”
Hanzo furrowed his own brows in thought. Kuai Liang catching on to his nerves was not good. He would want to help him; Hanzo had no choice but to tell him.
“Okay.” He let out a heavy sigh and put his tea down on the table, and he turned his body to face Kuai Liang, their knees touching. “I, um… I want to know if we’re… together,” he mumbled.
Kuai Liang tilted his head. “What?”
“I want to know if we’re together,” Hanzo repeated, louder, “because we have been on what I would consider dates. We have gone out several times, but no one has asked anyone out. It’s not official.”
He grabbed one of his own hands and began to fiddle with his fingers, maintaining eye contact with the younger man. “I know that I like you. I know that I like you a lot. I have not felt this way in many, many years. After all these years of doubt, all these years of being afraid of moving on from my past…”
He stopped a moment and let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. “You make me feel happiness that I have not felt in a long time.”
Kuai Liang’s eyebrows raised in surprise, and a smile filled his lips, but he did not speak. Hanzo continued, “and I do not know how you feel about me. I would like to think that you feel the same toward me, but I… I am blind. I am blinded by you. You make me feel things I have never felt, new and exciting things that I know I want to pursue. You…”
He slowed down a little, letting out a nervous chuckle and making Kuai Liang‘s smile grow. “You make my heart race. Being near you rejuvenates me in ways I cannot explain in words, but in… in actions.”
Hanzo forgot how to think at that moment. He let his heart lead him.
“I must… I must do this before my racing heart makes me change my mind.”
He reached forward two hands and gently grasped Kuai Liang’s cheeks, closing his eyes, and he pulled their faces together and kissed him.
He immediately regretted it. What was he thinking? What if Kuai Liang did not feel the same way and he was forcing himself upon him? He would never live with himself if Kuai Liang was unhappy in any way. How could he—
His thoughts ceased when he felt Kuai Liang begin to kiss him back.
The man’s lips were cold, but they were very soft and, he soon learned, very kissable. Kuai Liang’s hands moved to Hanzo’s back, pulling the man closer to him. Hanzo felt goosebumps form on his skin at the touch, and he kissed him deeper than before, his heart guiding him once again.
They kissed for what felt like an eternity. Kuai Liang was the first to pull away, and both men opened their eyes at the same time, making eye contact. Hanzo felt his cheeks burn with a blush, and he noticed Kuai Liang’s ears turning a faint pink.
“Wow.” Kuai Liang let out a laugh as he grabbed Hanzo’s hands from his cheeks and held them in his lap. He seemed speechless. His mouth stayed open, he looked like he wanted to say something, but words did not come out. Hanzo felt himself blushing harder, and he tilted his head away from the man.
“I apologize for—”
“Don’t.”
Hanzo looked back to him with his eyes, and Kuai Liang was still smiling. “Do not apologize. I am… I am glad you did that.” He squeezed Hanzo’s hands. “I have wondered the same thing, to be honest.”
“Really?”
“Of course.” Kuai Liang let out a light laugh. “I feel the same way about you, Hanzo. Those outings we took, I would consider those dates. That…” He grinned. “That amazing kiss was confirmation for me if it is for you.”
Hanzo found himself smiling too. “Are we together, Kuai Liang?”
“We are together, Hanzo.”
The two shared a second kiss in celebration, and Hanzo felt his heart soar.
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Love is in the air
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: young!Remus Lupin x reader
Genre: romance, fluff, platonic fluff, Marauders Era
Words: 2.285
Summary: You and Remus evidently have feelings for each other, but don’t realize it. After gaining a proof during Potions class, Sirius And James convene an intervention - requested by Anonymous
A small smile creeps onto your face as you watch the boys stride into the Hall. It’s supper time and you’ve already begun eating, too hungry to wait for your friends.
Of course, you had other friends apart from Sirius, Remus and James. You considered Lily Evans a close friend, too, although you’ve been spending considerably more time with the boys than with her. You assumed it had something to do with very palpable tension between her and James, something everybody knew apart from Lily and James.
You were ready to bet all of your coins that they would get married one day.
“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N,” Sirius sing-songs as he takes a seat opposite you, James sitting next to him. Remus, as per usual, assumes a seat beside you, giving you a warm smile that sends tickles down your spine. You’ve always been fonder of him than of the other two.
“What do you want?” you ask sweetly knowing very well that he probably has an overdue paper or something like that he needs help with.
“Would you mind showing me your Astronomy essay? For some reason, I’m unable to finish it.”
“You mean, you didn’t even start it and have no idea how to do it?”
“You know me so weeell,” he grins, shoving a huge bit of a chocolate muffin into his mouth.
You roll your eyes and sigh. As if you haven’t been used to it by now.
“Alright, I’ll help you.”
“You’re the bestest friend ever!”
“Yeah, yeah, right. Oh, and James? Lily already left. Said he had something to finish up.”
“Oh,” he says dismissively, pretending to not care although there’s a glint of disappointment in his eyes. He looks around the Hall and then focuses on his plate.
Sirius smirks teasingly and opens his mouth to say something cheeky but Remus stops him with a shake of his head.
You only cock a brow but say nothing. Apparently, James needs to come to terms with his feelings for Lily and there’s nothing neither of you can do.
“Anyways, what we have first tomorrow?” Remus asks, glancing at you.
“Potions.”
“What an excellent way to start a day. With Potions…” Sirius grimaces, James nods his head and you fight away an urge to roll your eyes again. They don’t enjoy any of the lessons unless it’s Defense Against the Dark Arts. The rest might as well not exist.
“I don’t know why you don’t like it. It’s very useful.”
“Y/N, in my opinion, if you’re faced with someone who wants to harm you, the first thing you want to do is to ready your wand, not take out a pot and some herbs to brew a potion.”
“James, as per usual, you are partially right,” you jest and both Remus and Sirius giggle at James’s exasperated reaction – he clutches his chest and opens his mouth in feign offense.
“I am deeply hurt therefore I’m out,” he announces and stands up. “See you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight,” you respond and smile at him. He winks at you and walks out, leaving the three of you to gossip freely.
“Okay, I talked to him,” Sirius notes and you rise your brows in surprise.
“And..?” Remus asks, turning all his attention to his friend, although you notice that he’s shifted a bit closer to you. Not that you mind.
“Of course, he said Lily gets on his nerves but it’s definitely not love.”
“He’s so blind…” you breathe out and Remus nods. Sirius grins then lowers his head.
“Not only he,” he says so quietly that you’re not entirely sure you understood correctly.
“What?” Remus asks, leaning towards Sirius, who instantly begins to pretend he didn’t say anything.
“What? Did you say something?”
“Damn you, Sirius,” you mutter and take one last sip of an apple juice. “I’m going to bed, too. Have a good night, boys.”
“Sleep well, Y/N,” Remus says warmly and you give him a smile as you walk away, heading straight to the common room and then your dormitory. You feel a strange warmth inside you that you can’t quite find a reason for, yet it’s not unpleasant. It didn’t occur to you yet that it appears every time you see Remus. Frankly, you see him every day, he’s your best friend after all, so why out of sudden you feel almost intoxicated?
Surely, you just need more rest. Obviously, you simply overworked yourself. There can’t be any other reason, right?
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“Why is Amortentia so special? Anybody?”
Your hand shoots up in a matter of milliseconds and James, sitting next to you, rolls his eyes.
“Yes?”
“Its smell varies depending on the person smelling it. It changes so that whoever smells it, can sense things they’re especially fond of and are connected to a person they may be in love with.”
“Very good. 5 points to Gryffindor.”
You smile happily, turning to James.
“Stop with it, Y/N. Yours will probably smell only of old books.”
“We’ll see,” you stick a tongue out at him and turn your attention to the professor.
“You’re paired up and in those pairs, you will attempt to brew Amortentia. Then, each of you will smell it and your partner will take notes on that smell. As usual, I’m here to help.”
You open up your book and take out a parchment with your notes. You’ve studied the recipe before and so you’re pretty confident about yourself.
“Good gracious, Y/N, you really have nothing else to do than to study all the time? Maybe you should be in Ravenclaw, huh?”
“Close your mouth, James, and help me with it.”
“What can I do?”
“Cut those… just gently, they’re juicy.”
“Look at Sirius, he looks beyond confused,” James cackles and you glance at Sirius, who’s standing next to Remus. Remus is saying something and Sirius’s face looks like he’s listening to complete rubbish.
“He always looks like this at Potions. It’s not his cup of tea, I suppose.”
“You’re right. Okay, I’ve cut them. Now what?”
“Slowly put them in the pot. We don’t want to splash it around, it may end up badly.”
“What?!”
“As every potion brew not correctly, it can hurt you. Just be careful, James.”
“Okay, okay…”
Under your guidance and after some questions for professor Slughorn, you and James finished the potion successfully, pride sparkling in your eyes. You’re always happy when you manage to success at something you especially enjoy.
“Do you want to go first or should I..?” James looks a little unsure, gazing between you and the pot with pearly liquid and spiraling steam.
“You go first. Tell me how does it smell like to you?”
James leans in closer to the potion and takes a deep inhale.
“Freshly cut grass. Some kind of flower but I can’t tell you the name. And I think wood.”
You scribble down what he said and look up at him with a small smile.
“You know, if you stopped making a fool out of yourself, and actually meant to ask her out, Lily would agree.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You know that Lily is a kind of flower, right?”
James bites at his lower lip, glaring at you for a moment.
“You smell it now. Let me have a reason to annoy you.”
You say nothing. Carefully, you lean in towards the steam and inhale it deeply, closing your eyes for a second.
“Uhm, books and-“
James snorts.
“I’d say forest. Mostly trees, like pine of something like that. And a hint of what I believe is cinnamon, or maybe other spice. Definitely something warm and foresty.”
When you look back at James, he’s wearing an absolutely shocked expression.
“What?”
“No-nothing. That was very detailed, that’s all. I would guess books easily but other two… it’s just… I’m not making any sense, I know.”
“A little. You okay?”
“Yup,” he nods his head and when professor announces end of the lesson, he storms out of the class, literally dragging Sirius with him.
Well, that’s strange. Maybe James finally realized that what he feels for Lily is not simply infatuation?
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“What Remus smelled?”
“Parchment, vanilla candles and cherry.”
“Y/N smelled books, forest and cinnamon.”
“Damn… So we were right?”
“It seems we were. What now? Do we tell them?”
“We should, they don’t see it.”
“But how? ‘Hey, Y/N, I think you’re in love with Remus, because you smelled forest’?”
“Yeah, that doesn’t sound well…”
“You don’t say?! Listen, we have to figure something out.”
“Oh, and now you’re some kind of expert, mister Heart-Eyes-For-Lily-Evans?”
James groans under his nose, shaking his head.
“You have a better idea?”
“Yes. An intervention. I’ll pretend it’s about you and then we tell them they’re in love with each other. Simple as that.”
“You can’t just straight up announce that! What if we’re wrong?”
“What if we’re not and we keep ignoring it and they will end up with someone else while they are perfect for one another?”
“Oh, Sirius, you’ve really taken this whole thing to heart.”
“Yes, because they’re my friends! Now, are you in?”
“Of course, I’m in!”
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You sit in the armchair, feeling quite impatient. Earlier today, Sirius came to you, claiming that there was something of grave importance that needed to be dealt with and he was calling an intervention. You immediately assumed it was about James.
Although, as you saw grinning James walking in you began to have doubts. He wouldn’t be so happy if it was about him, right? So what has happened that caused something so serious as an intervention?
You cock a brow at James as he sits on the sofa, making himself as comfortable as he can. He looks way too pleased and you instantly feel suspicious.
Your stomach turns when you spot Sirius walking with Remus, who looks beyond insecure. It’s definitely not about James, you’re now sure of it. And Remus’s uneasiness makes you think that something is very wrong.
Is he alright? Is there something bad happening you know nothing of?
“Relax, Y/N, he’s fine,” James guesses your thoughts and calms you down, however you can’t shake off a feeling the upcoming conversation won’t go well.
“Can’t you tell me what’s going on?”
“Nope, not until we’re all sitting.”
You huff, fidgeting your fingers as Sirius and Remus approach, the latter taking a seat in an armchair opposite you. He’s looking down, at his feet and your heart sinks a little in your chest. He appears to be ashamed.
You start gnawing at your bottom lip, staring expectantly at Sirius. He stands in front the three of you, assuming a very serious expression that doesn’t quite fit him.
“My dear ones, we have gathered here to solve an issue. An issue that bothers me very much and that, in my opinion, is hovering above all us for quite a while and may I say, unnoticed! Half of us is aware that such issue exist, yet the other half is blind. Our mission now is to make those other two aware of said situation and make it right for the collective good.”
Your brows knit in confusion. What issue has been, as Sirius put it, hovering above you all? You didn’t notice anything, yet you have spent more time on studying lately and maybe something was going on unnoticed by you.
“To the point, please,” Remus mutters quietly and only now you hear how shaky his voice is. You give him a sympathetic look but he still has his head hung low.
“Yes, of course,” Sirius clears his throat. “It seems that there are two amongst us who are significantly fonder of one another than they admit. James and I got our final proof during recent Potions class. Y/N and Remus, I think you two should talk to each other. Genuinely. So, uh… James and I will go for a walk. A very long one.”
True to his words, Sirius ushers James out of the common room and leaves you alone with Remus, who is as speechless as you are.
Your mind races with thoughts. Are you in love with Remus and haven’t even realized it? Is Remus in love with you? How come you didn’t noticed anything? Yes, you liked him a little more than Sirius and James but you never thought it was affection.
You try to find proper words to say but Remus breaks the silence first.
“I smelled vanilla candles. Your favorites, right?”
“I didn’t know you knew they were my favorites.”
“Well, err… I pay attention,” he admits bashfully and risks a glance at you. Your lips instantly curl up into a soft smile and you notice a blush on Remus’ cheeks.
“I don’t want you to feel forced… but I just want you to know that you’re my best friend, but you mean so much more… and I will understand if you don’t feel-“
“I do, Remus. Apparently, despite all my knowledge and cleverness, I didn’t put a finger on the way I feel about you. Sirius and James are right.”
“Yes, they are,” Remus finally smiles, and his smile is so bright and joyous that you don’t need a fire to warm yourself up.
You stand up and sit on the sofa, patting a spot next to you as an invitation. Remus quickly gets the message and sits next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You cuddle against his side, laying your head on his shoulder and, much to your surprise, it doesn’t feel strange at all.
It feels just right. And you’re happy that Sirius and James made you realize that something so beautiful has been within your reach.
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Apathy of a Broken Heart
This is to @theflagshiparkos , you wanted Hurt and Comfort with romance, and Hurt and Comfort is a bad subject since I love silly and funny. Haha. But this had been an idea that I never got to try out before, and it turned out great! I hope you enjoy it. :)
Special thanks to my friend @unashamed-shipper for proofreading correcting errors.
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Sorry, Natsu, mom is calling me. I gotta go!” Wendy said with a slight frown before she reached for the power button and turned off their Skype chat. The familiar sound of the connection ending filled Natsu’s ears for a moment before it came back to the white background and various message bubbles of their conversations.
Natsu gave a small sigh before reaching forward to close his laptop. He was clad in his normal school uniform for the day, with the exception of his scarf. He looked around his room, and dry chuckle left his mouth for a moment.
Their parents always encouraged them to pursue their own hobbies, and unlike his sister whose room had been full of ocarinas and tailoring supplies and books on medicine, Natsu’s was full of small things. He had a small collection of games he loved, a small shelf for cooking books, and a small rack for medals that he had earned from when he did boxing.
These were things he had prided himself in doing, and despite these achievements, things still didn’t get better for him. He did everything he was told, she did everything she was told.
And yet things still didn’t work out…
Giving a sigh, Natsu grabbed his bag and departed without saying a word.
———
“Hey Lucy, wanna head to the arcade tonight?”
Lucy sighed and shook her head gently before looking up at what seemed like the fifth guy this week to ask her out. Ever since she transferred to this school she had been the subject of someone’s conversation because of her looks, and the uniform didn’t help people’s reaction to her. Every other day a guy would try and score with the ‘bombshell of a babe’.
Giving a sigh, she put on a small smile before shaking her head. “No thank you. I have plans tonight.”
Thankfully this man had taken her declination well and simply gave a nod before walking away. Lucy had always been able to take the polite ones much better, plus it meant she didn’t have to use her Lucy kick that she had to use on the ones who got aggressive or groped her.
“Another broken heart,” Lisanna giggled as she ate her salad in front of Lucy. Her blue eyes were sparkling slightly from the amusement. “I have to say, it’s great to have you in this school, it means fewer guys but on me.”
Lucy sighed heavily before she went back to eating her sandwich with an unamused expression. “I’m so glad to be of help.”
“You could be better with the sarcasm.”
Lucy’s eyes widened as she looked to her left to see a familiar boy, and he happened to be her classmate alongside Lisanna. Though he usually wore a smile, her heart sunk slightly when she noticed the scowl that was implanted on his face.
“Oh um, hey Natsu,” she said, her brown eyes curiously glanced at him. She then scooted to the side a little bit before she continued her train of thought. “Are you having lunch with us today?”
“Nah, I kind of want peace and quiet for once in my life,” he said with a small sigh before he turned around and began to walk towards the hallway.
Silence fell between the two young women, and the only sounds that were made were never-ending chatter that echoed through the classroom. Lucy turned from Natsu and looked at her half-eaten lunch and thought to herself.
Normally Natsu was talkative and would ramble about the newest recipes he had cooked. Or he would talk about his upcoming fight or even just invade Lucy and Lisanna with personal questions. But today he had just been quiet, and actually focusing on his school work.
“Hey Lisanna, do you have any idea what’s wrong with Natsu?” Lucy asked with a small frown. “I know I haven’t been in the school for long, but I’ve never seen him like that.”
Lisanna shook her head before she rested her head on her palm. “Not that I can think of. He hasn’t told me about any of his issues as of late.”
Lisanna’s blue eyes looked down at her salad, her fork playing with green leaves as she continued to speak. “His dad is well off as a businessman, and his mom is a doctor. They divorced about a year ago, and so his mom and sister now live a few hours away.”
Lucy’s eyes widened slightly before she took a small nibble from her sandwich. “Do you think that might be what is upsetting him?”
Lisanna gave a shrug. “It’s possible. I’ve never heard him grieve over it, to be honest. But Natsu has never been the type to talk about his issues unless it’s with his fists.”
Lucy gave a small nod before taking a bite from her meal. Her mind thinking about how to help Natsu out…
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“Ughhh, Who the heck is it?” Natsu grumbled as he walked toward his front door. All he wanted to do was cook some udon and just go lay down in his bed. He had the apartment to himself all weekend for Pete’s sake.
“Look I don’t want-“
Natsu’s words were cut off at the sight of the blonde beauty before him. The golden hair that was normally tied up was flowing freely, and she had her normal heart-shaped earrings on. Her school uniform was replaced with a white strapless top with a black pleated mini skirt. To top off the whole thing was black thigh high stocking with black shoes.
What was even more strange was the two large pizzas that she had in her hands.
Natsu’s eyes looked at Lucy with shock before he gave small sigh and he put his hands in his pockets. “Hey Lucy, what’re you doing here? Did you need something?”
The young girl gave a small smile before shaking her hair, her long locks swaying gently alongside her movements. “Nope, I’m just here for our date.”
“Date?”
“Yup! Everyone has been annoying me about going on dates with them, and I think it keeps people at bay if I dated you.” Lucy said with a small smile as she stepped inside before he could even stop her. “You should feel honored!”
As she made her way to the living room, Natsu simply looked at her with disbelief before he gave a sigh. He knew it would be pointless to argue against her.
“Well, I guess a free meal is always good,” he mumbled to himself before following her.
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Hours went by as the two ate pizza and watched anime, occasionally the two would discuss the show and throw in a snarky comment. But other than that, they were silent.
Lucy smiled as they continued onto season two. So far it was going well, she had asked Lisanna about what kind of clothing would be good for the date, so she picked something cute yet flattering. It also helped that Natsu hadn’t argued with her idea to have this date to begin with, and it seemed to be working too! He was starting to be his usual self again…
“Man that, that Ling sounds exactly like you,” Lucy observed with a small giggle, her hand reaching forward to get another slice.
“No way! I’m way cooler than that guy!” Natsu shot back with a small laugh.
“I don’t know, you both have a ton of ambition–not to mention you both eat like horses. I think it’s a good fit,” Lucy said, her giggling not ceasing.
Natsu simply laughed before looking down at the pizzas boxes, and for a brief moment, Lucy caught a glimpse of sadness wash over his face. Her heart sunk at the sight. It seemed like distracting him from his sorrows wouldn’t be enough–Lucy knew that far too well when it came to the bad relationship she had with her father. No, Natsu needed to talk about this if he was going to move forward.
“Hey Natsu,” Lucy began, reaching for the remote to turn off the television. Her voice, soft and gentle. “Are you doing okay? Lisanna told me about your parents.”
Natsu’s head shot up, and his once slouched posture became stiff and straight at Lucy’s question. His eyes were wide with surprise and he subconsciously clenched his hand. She couldn’t tell if he was actually shocked, or if he was feigning his surprised expression. But either way, she continued.
“She told how your dad and mom split up about a year ago, and how your mom and sister now live far away,” she said, her gaze not leaving. She then scooted towards the pink haired teen and she gently laid a hand on top of his. “Has it been bugging you today?”
“What makes you say that?” Natsu answered hoarsely.
“Because you’re not being yourself is why. You’re usually energetic, you love to prank me and Lisanna any chance you have, and today you’ve done none of those things. I know that’s not a coincidence Natsu,” Lucy countered, her brown eyes glossing over with concern. She squeezed his hand gently before bringing it to rest on her leg.
“I’m fine Lucy, okay? I’ve just had a bad day.” Natsu insisted with a sigh, his tone becoming more unamused as he tried to tug his hand free. “I just want to continue the show and relax.”
“That’s not going to solve this Natsu,” Lucy scolded him. “That kind of pain doesn’t go away with distractions and stubbornness. It goes away by talking.”
Natsu glared at her, his own eyes glossing over. He grunted and once again tried to pry his hand from Lucy’s iron grip, only have it remain in place.
Lucy’s heart was beating rapidly as she watched him try his best to keep his composure and force all his pain back down where it was locked up. It, in turn, hurt her, and she felt a tear run down her cheek.
At the same time, the same thing happened to him. Followed by another year, and another. The dam had broken, and the repressed emotions finally surfaced.
And it broke her heart to see it.
“Natsu,” Lucy softly spoke. “At times like these, I don’t think men have to hold back.
Natsu looked down at their hands before she buried his head into her chest. A depressed wail escaping his lips as he finally began to cry.
For a minute Lucy gently brought her hands to cradle his head. A few silent tears of her own dripped down her cheeks and landed into his messy hair. The sound of Natsu’s sobbing filled her ears as Natsu poured out his grief that he had repressed for a year.
“I just want them together!” he exclaimed in frustration, his voice cracking as he spoke. “I want my family back! I miss it! I miss talking to Wendy as she made things or played music! I miss mom and dad trying out my meals! I miss family night where we would just play video games and watch movies! I just want it back! Is that too much to ask? I used to know what I wanted to do in life! And now that they’re divorced, I can’t see anything but this…all of this damn pain!”
His reached for her top and scrunched part of the white fabric in his hand as he continued. “How can someone be together for 10 years…and then just not love them anymore?”
He then pulled away, his body trembling before he stared into Lucy’s eyes. “Why…why did they split up?”
Lucy wiped her tears away. She needed to be strong for Natsu. He needed a friend who could help him through this. She gave a sigh and once again held his hand with her own. “I don’t know Natsu…I don’t have the answer to that. I can’t do anything that can fix it…but…I want you to know that this isn’t the end of the world…you can still do the things you want to. I know it hurts but…it’ll get better….”
She then gave a sad smile. “I know it will….”
Natsu closed his eyes tightly again as a few more tears fell. His body trembled, his breath was fast and shallow, and he squeezed her hand tightly. He then pulled Lucy into a hug.
Lucy embraced Natsu, her arms wrapping around his back and she could feel how warm he was. Natsu continued to shiver as he cried for a while longer and finally, he pulled away.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face had a depressed expression. But, after some effort, Lucy saw him turn his frown into a trembling smile.
“Th-thanks Lucy…Thanks for being here.”
“It was no prob-“
Before she could continue, his hand grabbed her top once again and he pulled her into a kiss.
Lucy’s eyes widened as they shared their breath with each other, and for a moment, her sympathy and sorrow for her friend disappeared. All that was in front of her was him.
And she had the feeling it was the same for him.
After a minute they pulled out, both panting slightly as they caught their breath.
A blush came to Lucy’s face and she looked to the side with a pout. “That was cheap, stealing a girl’s first kiss so suddenly like that….”
Natsu gave a nervous laugh as he whipped the tears from his face. “Haha, I know you liked it.”
He then gave a smile. A real, genuine smile.
“Thanks, Lucy. I needed that.”
“No problem,” she replied, her blush deepening as she fixed her top, which had became wrinkled and stained with his tears. It had also ridden up a bit to tease her stomach.
He gave a small laugh before he grabbed the remote and turned the television back on. He went back to Netflix and they once again resumed their show. “By the way. There’s no way you’re leaving my house this weekend. So if you want to hang out with Lisanna, call her up and tell her to come over!”
She gave a pout. “That’s not fair! What if I had plans this weekend?“
“Then cancel them!”
“It’s not polite to assume what other people are going to do with their time you know.” She fake scolded, crossing her arms and turning back to watch Fullmetal Alchemist.
Natsu laughed. “It’s not polite to steal a girl’s first kiss–but you didn’t mind that either.”
Lucy’s heart fluttered for a moment before she laid her head on his shoulder. All of that was true. Deep down she enjoyed that kiss–he had taken away her first date too.
She closed her eyes and smiled.
She had a feeling she would have a lot of firsts with him.
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It was something that Hiro would never have expected when he visited Papyrus for their “date”.
He had decided to take up on the tall skeleton's invitation for the date, and met him at his and Sans's house. Papyrus was happy to see Hiro and thought he was serious about the upcoming meeting. Hiro was not sure if he was serious about this as well, but when Papyrus led him to somewhere he liked to spend his time at, he thought it was at Grillby's. It was at his own house. Before he could say anything, Papyrus rushed inside excitedly. A bit dumbfounded, Hiro entered inside after him. The interior of the house had a simplistic style to it. The living room was large and the carpet was in blue and purple waves. There is a long green threadbare couch along the maroon wall, and a large flat TV sitting on a brown shelf. There was also a rock covered in sprinkles on a table near the front door. Papyrus mentioned it was Sans's pet rock. He found it was strange that his brother hadn't fed it at all since that odd day, but he started to do so after a while. Sans did still forget to do it on most days, so he had to do it himself. The room is connected to a wide kitchen where a stove is closer to the door by two counters, a tall sink with a step stool, and a refrigerator. Papyrus had increased the height of the sink for the purpose of fitting more bones inside. Hiro opened the cabinet door to find the same dog from his fight with Papyrus chewing on a bone. Before they could catch it, the dog bolted out of the door with the last bone. To top the failure off, the sound of a trombone rang out from the upper level. Apparently, Sans had been plaguing Papyrus's life with incidental music, and Hiro just got an example of one. Hiro went back to the kitchen and took a look inside the refrigerator. While Papyrus proudly mused over his “food museum”, all Hiro saw was half of the fridge filled with spaghetti-filled containers and the other half having a pair of a near-empty bag of chips and a near-empty bottle of grape juice. Hiro closed the fridge and stopped by the trash can, which Papyrus had invited him to visit at any time.
He didn't want to.
He moved over to the stove and Papyrus explained that while Sans always went out to eat, he had tried to bake something like a quiche, but with a sugary, non-egg substance. Hiro thought it was a cake at first, but cakes had eggs in them, too. Maybe. Hiro left the kitchen and noticed a series of notes next to the TV stand. It looked like a banter between the two brothers in which Papyrus was trying to get Sans to pick up his sock. Seeing as the sock is not here, Sans may have picked it up at some point. He moved on to the TV and turned it on, the current channel showing a message about there being a new program and the initials MTT displayed on. Papyrus wasn't too happy about that. Hiro went to the couch and sat down for a bit, hearing a faint jangling sound. He stood up and investigated it to find 20 G in it. He thought about putting the money back before noticing a book sitting on a small round table by the couch. He picked up the book, and found it was a joke book. He looked inside and it turned out to be a quantum physics book. He looked in that book and found another joke book. Inside that was another quantum physics book. He had to put the books down.
Hiro made his way to a flight of stairs to two more doors and a large portrait of a single bone. The left door has a stop sign, yellow police tape crossing diagonally from top right to bottom left, two red dots near the top right, a horizontal yellow line that is broken by the doorknob, and a sign showing “PAPYRUS'S ROOM” on it. The right door just has a pair of real thick chains crossing the door in an X. Strangely, a flicker of a vision didn't match what was displayed before him. In Hiro's vision, there were no chains on the door. Papyrus explained that he saw Sans putting them up on his door one day. Sans told him he wanted to decorate his own door like he did, and Papyrus was pleased about him doing this. Hiro was asked by Papyrus if he was ready to go inside his room and do whatever it was that people do on dates, and he said yes. He followed Papyrus inside and was surprised at what he saw.
The room was very wide, and very cool in Hiro's opinion. He notices the room's walls and carpet are the same as the rest of the house. Going from the right around, there is a box of bones sitting by the door, a brown desk with an old computer system (complete with a bulky monitor, keyboard, wired mouse and tower), a door that looked to lead to a closet, a large bookcase almost filled to the brim with books, a pirate flag with a few notes underneath, a large rectangular table with various action figures, and a red car bed. There is also a wide deep purple rug with flames rising from the edges inward. When Hiro approached the box of bones, Papyrus explained that they were the attacks he used in battle. He mentioned about having a particular attack that he thought about using, but decided not to. On the computer, a social media web page was displayed, and Papyrus boasted about being a dozen away from a double-digit follower count. He then complained about how an online troll was pestering him with puns in a funny font. Hiro had some idea of who that could be. He moved over to the closet and looked inside to see Papyrus's clothes neatly hung up. He made a comment about how there were no skeletons in the closet unless he was in it, and this made Hiro snicker. Hiro looked at the bookcase where Papyrus told about his two favorite books: Advanced Puzzle Construction For Critical Minds and Peek-A-Boo With Fluffy Bunny. This caught Hiro off guard.
Hiro stepped up to the pirate flag hanging on the wall, and Papyrus mentioned that it was found in the bay by Undyne and explained his theory on how humans may have descended from skeletons. Hiro wasn't sure if he should tell the taller skeleton about what he learned about the basic human body, since he's read books on it. Hiro's attention was drawn to the action figures on the table, Papyrus stated that he used them in theoretical battle scenarios and received them from Santa. Hiro's eyes lit up at the thought that Santa Claus may actually be real and was nice enough to even visit the monsters. Hiro finally reached the car bed, and Papyrus wistfully spoke about his dream of driving down a long highway when he gets to the surface. At that point, Hiro had a vision flicker in where Papyrus's neck was severed with multiple slash marks covering his neck like his scarf. The vision left Hiro shaking as Papyrus tried to ask him if he was okay. He told him he was fine and that he was ready for their date.
Papyrus: OKAY! DATING START!!!
Papyrus's room suddenly went gray-scale, and at first this worried Hiro because this usually happens during battles. But Papyrus wasn't attacking him, so it was okay. Papyrus admitted that he's never done this before -neither has Hiro- but he was prepared as he pulled a small book out of his pocket. It was an official dating book from the library, and the first step was to activate the Dating HUD. Hiro took out his phone, but the only way to activate it was by pressing a “C” key. He figured it must be the “1” button on his phone, so he pressed it. It worked. Five panels came into view around the pair: a crescent moon with “SUN” by it, a tri-colored gauge with the words “Reel It In!” above it, a Population square with a line peaking and dropping, a circle radar with an image of a dog blinking on screen, another square with “Crime” on it that has four diamond-shaped blobs pulsing, and an egg. Hiro didn't know what to make of this display, and the only thing that made sense was the time of day. It was Sunday night? Papyrus then began Step 2, which was to ask someone out on a date. He asked Hiro and he agreed, receiving the most sparkling look on Papyrus's face that seemed impossible on a normal human skull. But Hiro remembered that Papyrus is a monster, so the look may work for him. How cute! Now for Step 3, which was to put on nice clothes to show one cares. This caught Papyrus by surprise. He noticed Hiro's bandanna around his neck and was shocked to see him wearing clothing, even from earlier today. He asked if Hiro wanted to date him from the very start.
Hiro (confused): I......Yes...?
This shocked Papyrus to the point where the Dating HUD vanished. Hiro planned it all along?!
Hiro (flabbergasted): Wha...No, I didn't!
Papyrus: YOU'RE WAY BETTER AT DATING THAN I AM!!!
Hiro: No, I'm not!
Papyrus: N-NOOOOOO!!! YOUR DATING POWER...!!!
Hiro: I have a Dating Pow- (sees a blue bar pop up above Papyrus's head that filled a quarter of the way) Uuh...
Papyrus smirked at Hiro as the Dating Power bar went away, and a new rectangular box labeled “Tension” with a red line sporadically rising and falling appeared. He bragged about never been beaten at dating, and Hiro wondered how that worked if they both never dated until now. He also mentioned about having special clothes under his regular ones. Hiro became interested in that, and Papyrus rushed off to his closet. Some shuffling of clothes later, and Papyrus returned wearing a baseball cap sideways, a white shirt with the words “COOL DUDE” on it, sleeves designed like basketballs, shorts, knee-high socks, and sneakers. Hiro agreed to what the shirt says and thought that Papyrus looked pretty cool in it. He loved it. Receiving such a compliment shocked the tall skeleton as the Dating Power bar rose a lot more. But it wasn't enough and it dropped a little. Papyrus stated that date won't escalate further unless Hiro could find the secret to his outfit. Hiro started with the shoes but that was wrong as Papyrus started talking about how human Souls are stronger than monster Souls. Shoe soles are about the same. Hiro tried his pants and got a retort about how the skeleton worked out his legs. Hiro then held Papyrus's hand which made him blush somehow, yet the tall one resisted the urge to tell the boy his secret. Hiro noticed something odd about Papyrus's shirt and was told how it didn't have anything on it before, and gave Hiro a tip on how clothes can be altered that way. Hiro's Soul touched Papyrus's arm and got a remark about him caressing his biceps with a floating heart. Hiro got to the hat and Papyrus mulled over it for a bit before revealing what was underneath. It was a present sitting on Papyrus's head. Hiro opened it to find...whatever it was in it. It turned out to be silken spaghetti that is finely aged in an oaken cask according to Papyrus. Hiro thought it sounded really yummy and decided to take a small bite.
Any words that Hiro may have had about the spaghetti in his mind were gone in an instant.
There was nothing in the entire world that could describe the taste Hiro had just experienced from taking that bite. He felt like crying because he couldn't figure out how to describe what he just ate. He couldn't even decide if he should swallow the spaghetti or spit it out. Hearing Papyrus compliment his “passionate” expression made Hiro chose the former option. His face was more of pain (in pain) than passion. Hiro now understood what Sans meant by his brother being able to make something edible by next year. Papyrus mentioned that Hiro must have loved his cooking and by extension, him. Hiro liked the skeleton, but his cooking, not so much. This wave of Dating Power overloaded the bar and overwhelmed Papyrus as the area went white around them. Papyrus believed that what Hiro had done so far was for his sake and he was ready to confess his feelings. That is, if he didn't feel awkward about it. But in the end, he wasn't able to reciprocate Hiro's “feelings” for him. Papyrus had assumed that when Hiro flirted with him, they were supposed to go on a date and the feelings between them would blossom, but it didn't turn out that way. He felt that it was his fault for dragging Hiro into the dark prison of passion and failed at the task at hand. Hiro was going to say something, but Papyrus decided to cheer the boy up and help him settle for second best. After that, Papyrus left the room, only to return and ask Hiro to exchange phone numbers with him. Papyrus gave him his number, but Hiro didn't get to give his before Papyrus ran off again as the room returned to color.
Hiro (at an entrance on the outskirts of Snowdin): That was really weird. Are all dates like that? ….Hmm..
Hiro couldn't stand in one place for long. After recounting the “date” with Papyrus, he walked ahead into the next area. He could hear the rushing water echoing from within as he moved away from the icy world that enveloped the little town. To Hiro's joy, it was getting a little more warmer further in, so he won't have to worrying about nearly freezing to death. Hiro meandered into the watery cavern as he watched a few giant ice cubes floating by in the river and a few small waterfalls pouring from the ceiling. He soon arrived at an area where an orange fish monster wearing black sunglasses and a light blue sleeveless shirt with an orange fish on it, a blue flower, a Save star, Sans and his station blocking what looks like a pair of doors, and the monster kid from Snowdin are present. Hiro talked to the orange fish who told him that the blue flower by it is called an Echo Flower and it repeats the last thing it heard over and over. Hiro touched the flower, it said the exact same thing the orange fish said. He talked to the monster kid and was asked if he was sneaking out to see “her”.
Hiro: Her? Uh...yeah?
MK: Awesome! She's the coolest, right?! I wanna be just like her when I grow up.. Hey, don't tell my parents I'm here. Ha ha.
Hiro: Okay... Who is he talking about??
He went over to the Save Star and saved his progress. When he closed the panel, he could have sworn he caught Sans looking away out of the corner of his eye. As odd as that was, he didn't think much of it since he was playing more attention to the sound of the rushing water from the waterfall that the monster kid was standing by. Hearing it filled him with determination.
Hiro (walks up to Sans's station): Hi, Sans! (notices the snow on top of the station) Err...why is there snow on your station thing?
Sans: Because it looks cool.
Hiro: Won't it melt?
Sans: Nah, it's frozen in place, so there's snow problem with it falling off.
Hiro: Ah. Wait, did he just... (shakes his head) Um, so what are you doing here? I thought you were at the station in the snow place.
Sans: What? Haven't you seen a guy with two jobs before?
Hiro: No.
Sans: Huh, well, it means I can take twice as many legally-required breaks. I'm going to Grillby's. Want to come with?
Hiro: Yeah!
Sans: All right, I'll pry myself away from my work. (leaves the station and walks ahead of Hiro towards the opposite of Snowdin; nods his head in that direction) Over here. I know a shortcut. (walks away with Hiro following him)
Hiro (enters the shadows): Wait, isn't this the wrong- (appears in Grillby's as Sans closes door behind them) -way..... Huh?? (looks around confused) What? What?! How...wha...?
Sans: Fast shortcut, huh? (turns to the crowd) Hey, everyone.
Dogamy: Hey, Sans.
Dogeressa: Hi, Sans.
Venus Flytrap Monster: Greetings, Sans.
Spiral-eyed Bunny: Hiya, Sansy~!
Fish Monster: Hey, Sans, weren't you just here for breakfast a few minutes ago?
Sans: Nah, I haven't had breakfast in at least half an hour. (winks) You must be thinking of brunch.
Hiro (hears everyone laughing): …...I don't get it...
Sans (points to the barstool): Here, get comfy.
Hiro (sits on the bar stool): Ok- (hears a loud farting sound erupt from his seat; blushes furiously as he hears some monsters having a hard time containing their laughter) ….
Sans: Whoops, watch where you're sitting. Sometimes weirdos put whoopee cushions on the seats.
Hiro (glares at Sans): You...
Sans: Anyway, what do you want? Fries or burger?
Hiro: Um...fries!
Sans: That actually sounds like a good idea. (gives a little wave at Grillby) Grillby, we'll have a double order of fries, if you please.
Grillby (nods): …. (walks to the back room)
Sans (scratches his chin): So...What do you think...
Hiro: Huh?
Sans: ...Of my...brother?
Hiro: Hmmm... I think he's cool.
Sans: Heh, of course he's cool. Anyone would be if they wore what he's wearing. He only takes it off if he absolutely needs to. At least he washes it.
Hiro: Ah.
Sans: And by that, I mean while in the shower.
Hiro: Wha...really?
Sans: Yep.
Hiro: Hahaha, that's so silly!
Sans: Haha, yeah, it is.
Grillby (walks back out with two order of fries and gives them to Hiro and Sans): ….
Sans: Ah, here they come. Thanks.
Hiro: Thank you!
Sans (holds a bottle of ketchup): Want some ketchup?
Hiro: Yes.
Sans: Here you go. Bone appetite...
Hiro: Thanks! (holds the bottle over his fries; the cap comes off and all of the ketchup in the bottle poured out) Ah.
Sans: Whoops.
Hiro: ….
Sans: Don't worry about it. You can have mine if you want.
Hiro: No, I'll....eat this.
Sans: ...All right. (eats a fry) Anyway, cool or not, you have to admit that Papyrus tries real hard. Especially when he tries to join the Royal Guard.
Hiro (scrapes the excess ketchup off of every fry he eats): He did say he wanted to join.
Sans: Yep. One day, he went to the house of the Royal Guard Captain and begged her to let him join.
Hiro: Her... The “her” that monster kid talked about?
Sans: Of course, she shut the door on him because it was midnight. (eats a fry) But when she woke up the next day, she found him still sitting outside waiting for her. Seeing his dedication, she decided to give him training. It's a..uh..work in progress, but it's better than nothing.
Hiro: That's cool.
Sans: Yeah. (stuffs his mouth with fries)
Hiro: ? Nothing's falling out of his skull? (tries to look under Sans's skull, but stops himself)
Sans: Oh, I was going to ask you something right quick. (makes a slight swiping motion with his hand then snaps his fingers; the area snapped into darkness except for light focused on him and Hiro)
Hiro (sees everyone frozen in the darkness): Aah?! Wha-?
Sans (moves his carton of fries away from him and leans on the counter, his arms crossed): Hey...have you heard of a talking flower?
Hiro: Um... Does he mean Flowey? That's the only one I know. (nods) Yes.
Sans: So you do know all about it, huh? …...The echo flower.
Hiro: Huh? That blue flower by your station?
Sans: Yep. They're all over the marsh. Say something to them, and they'll repeat it over and over again.
Hiro: Yeah, that orange fish showed me. What about it?
Sans: What about it? Hm, Papyrus told me something rather interesting recently. Sometimes, when he's alone, a flower appears and whispers things to him. Flattery...advice...encouragement.... (tightens his fist on his jacket sleeve) ...predictions.... (loosens it; glancing at Hiro) Strange, right? Someone must be usin' an echo flower to mess with 'im. If only...
Hiro: If only what?
Sans: ...heh... Keep an eye out, okay?
Hiro (nods): Okay.
Sans: Thanks. (snaps his fingers, time resumes as the darkness faded, everyone starts moving again) ….sigh..... (slides off the bar stool) Welp, that break took forever. Can't believe you dragged me from work this long.
Hiro: But you wanted to come here.
Sans: True. Uh, by the way...
Hiro: Yeah?
Sans: Hmmm....never mind. (digs in his pocket and pulls out change for the meals) Thanks for the meal.
Hiro: Ah, what about yours?
Sans: I'm not really too hungry now. I might get something later.
Hiro: Oh.. (watches Sans walk away)
Sans (stops near the door, then turns back to Hiro): Actually....
Hiro: Huh?
Sans (stares, then shakes his head): Nah, it's nothing. I was going to say something, but it's not coming to mind. See ya. (leaves)
Hiro: ….. (turns back to his food and almost finishes it and Sans's)
After eating, Hiro chatted with the patrons in the restaurant. There was a lot of positive feedback about the shorter skeleton, but there were also a few words about his initial behavior. Grillby, or the bird who is translating for him, mentioned how Sans usually has a huge tab that he hasn't bothered to pay, but one day out of the blue, he started paying it off little by little. Hiro didn't really see this as strange, but he did remember catching Sans looking unhappy while talking about the talking flower. Was it really someone using an echo flower or was it Flowey? He wasn't sure, but he hoped to find out soon. Hiro left the building and returned to where Sans was at, waved at him, then moved further in the cavern. According to the Save Star, this is Waterfall. Hiro approached a box with a sign from someone who hated boxes and put away his excess items in case he found anything new while traveling through the area. He continued on until he reached a large boulder-filled waterfall that split the path ahead of him. As he watched the boulders falling and rolling in the water, he noticed a walkway heading away from the waterfall and wandered over. It lead to a rectangular pier where a branched-off portion has an echo flower. He went over to it and touched it.
Echo Flower: I swore I saw something...behind that rushing water...
Hiro: It must be talking about this waterfall... Right? (walks to it and steps through the waterfall, getting doused) GAAH, pffft!! (notices a camera in front of him) Huh? A camera? (taps the lens) Heellllooooooo? Why is there a camera here? Do you know? Hmm.. (leaves from behind the waterfall) That was weird. (walks back up the pier to the upper level and checks the second waterfall after nearly getting hit by falling boulders) I don't like that... (notices he's in a small room with a few mushrooms and a pink item near the back of the area) What's that? (goes to it and picks it up) Looks like that thing ballerinas wear....a tutu? (shakes it and dust get flung in puffs) Eh? Dust? It must be pretty old. (shakes it some more then holds on to it) I wonder if I should wear it... (leaves the waterfall, getting doused again) Ugh....
Hiro left the waterfall while avoiding the boulders falling from above and continued onward. He walked towards a large patch of tall grass and pushed his way through it. He was halfway in the brush when he heard a familiar voice from above him. Hiro glanced up to see an armored figure with something red flowing from the top of its head and, to his surprise, Papyrus speaking to the person.
Papyrus (nervous): H...HI, UNDYNE... I'M HERE WITH MY DAILY REPORT....
Hiro: That's Undyne...? And Papyrus...? Why's he here?
Papyrus: ...REGARDING THAT HUMAN I CALLED YOU ABOUT EARLIER...
Undyne (turns to Papyrus): …..............
Papyrus: HUH? DID I FIGHT THEM? (poses bravely, but tries to look unnerved) WHY, YES I DID! I FOUGHT THEM VERY VALIANTLY!
Undyne (turns away from him): ….........................
Papyrus: …..WHAT? DID I CAPTURE THEM...? (twiddles his thumbs) W-W-WELL... (glances at Undyne) NO. I TRIED VERY HARD, UNDYNE, BUT IN THE END...I FAILED...
Hiro: ….
Undyne (turns to Papyrus again before looking away): …...................
Papyrus (shocked): ….W-WHAT..? YOU'RE GOING TO TAKE THE HUMAN'S SOUL YOURSELF.... (walks up to Undyne pleadingly) B-BUT UNDYNE, YOU DON'T H-HAVE TO DESTROY THEM! YOU SEE... YOU SEE...
Undyne (stomps up to Papyrus; causing him to flinch back): …..............................................!
Papyrus (looks down): …...I UNDERSTAND. (faces Undyne) I'LL HELP YOU IN ANYWAY I CAN... (walks away anxiously)
Hiro: Poor Papyrus... That's Undyne, huh? Looks really scary. (pushes some grass away for a few steps) I better go- (hears the sound of armor clanking close to the edge of the cliff; freezes in his place)
Hiro's body felt like a statue when he heard Undyne approaching the cliff's edge. He was only able to move his head just enough to see Undyne conjure an aquamarine-colored glowing spear in their hand. As the armored knight scanned the area, Hiro was struggling to keep still. He felt himself nearly tipping over, but luckily, he heard Undyne leaving. When he felt that it was safe to move, Hiro dashed out of the grass brush, and tried to calm his nerves. He spotted a Save Star ahead of him before hearing the grass rustling behind him. He turned to see the monster kid running out in excitement.
MK: Yo... Did you see the way she was staring at you..?
Hiro: Yeah...
MK: That...was AWESOME!
Hiro: Eh?
MK: I'm SOOOO jealous! What'd you do to get her attention?!
Hiro: Her? I don't know. I hope I didn't get her attention....
MK: Ha ha... C'mon! Let's go watch her beat up some bad guys! (takes off running; trips then face-plants to the floor; gets up then runs off)
Hiro: Ah. Beat up bad guys? I hope I'm not one of them. (goes to the Save star and saves) I'm not a bad guy.... (a faint vision of himself flickered in his mind) I'm not....
A heavy feeling of dread hung over Hiro, but if he wanted to leave the Underground, he had to stay determined. Thinking about that goal did the trick. Hiro arrived in the area where he saw a waterfall with no way to cross, four plants that are a small pink bud with four leaves in a small corner, a bridge leading to a much larger area that Hiro was unable to tell much of.
Hiro: How am I gonna go there? (sees a stone sign with a black surface and blue words written on it on the wall) “When...four Bridge Seeds...um...align...in the water, they will sprout.” Bridge Seeds? (walks up to the plants) These thingies? (picks one up by the leaves and drags it to the water) Huge! (throws it in the water and waits for it to sprout; nothing happens) Hmm...It needs the others.... (goes back and drags the others one by one to the water; sees the blossom) Yes! So cool... (trots across the bridge and sees the wider area) More Bridge Seeds. I get it now!
Before he was able to go further, an odd neighing sound rang out. From around the corner came a monster that is half-horse, half...fish? It had a horse's head on a bodybuilder's torso, big muscles, a tail with five spots on the sides, and a flat fin with an eye-like shape on it. The horse fish monster was flexing his arms as the area went gray-scale. Hiro checked the monster, found he was called Aaron, and had the options Flex and Shoo present. Hiro tried Flex and copied what Aaron was doing by flexing his arms, trying to make his little muscles show. Aaron flexed twice as hard and they both felt their strength increase.
Aaron: Flexing contest? OK, flex more. ;)
Hiro: Okay! (sees a series of flexing arms coming towards him) Aah! (dodges them) Phew. (flexes harder as Aaron does it thrice as hard) Oh, whoa..
Aaron: Nice!! I won't lose tho. ;)
Hiro (dodges the arms again, but gets hit at the last second): Ahh! (flexes harder) Hrrrgh!
Hiro and Aaron flexed. Aaron flexed so hard, he ascended from the battlefield. Hiro just floated there in surprise.
Hiro: ...Was that too much? (floats back down as the area returned to color)
Hiro came across four more Bridge Seeds and a bell on the far wall with a sign saying that if an error was made, the Bell Blossom will call them back. Hiro tried them out a few times in different areas (even the spot near a sign by the entrance that tricked him) until he was able to use them at the large exit by the Bell Blossom. Once he solved it and crossed the flowers, his phone rang. Hiro saw that it was Papyrus and answered it.
Hiro: Hello?
Papyrus: HELLO! THIS IS PAPYRUS!!!
Hiro (has the phone away from his ear): H-Hi, Papyrus. Um...how did you get this number? I didn't give mine to you after the...uh..date.
Papyrus: HOW DID I GET THIS NUMBER? IT WAS EASY! I JUST DIALED EVERY NUMBER SEQUENTIALLY UNTIL I GOT YOURS!! NYEH HEH HEH HEH!!
Hiro (stares at his phone incredulously): Wha....
Papyrus: SO....WHAT ARE YOU WEARING....?
Hiro: Bwuh!? WHY?!
Papyrus: I'M...ASKING FOR A FRIEND! SHE THOUGHT SHE SAW YOU WEARING A BANDANNA!
Hiro (terrified): …........I......
Papyrus: IS IT TRUE? ARE YOU WEARING A BANDANNA?
Hiro: Uh....I.... (looks at himself) ….I'm.....not....wearing it..
Papyrus: SO YOU'RE NOT WEARING A BANDANNA... GOT IT! YOU'RE MY FRIEND SO I TRUST YOU 100 PERCENT! HAVE A NICE DAY! (hangs up)
Hiro: …......... (takes his bandanna off and puts on the tutu)
Hiro felt guilty about lying to Papyrus, but with him changing the pieces of clothing he had, he at least made it true that he wasn't wearing the bandanna. He went on to the next area and found a few echo flowers nearby. He went to one that mentioned how monsters would whispers their wishes to the stars in the sky a long time ago. If one hoped with all their heart, their wish would come true. Hiro figured that this was when the monsters were on the surface. It continued to say that they only have the sparkling stones on the ceiling. Hiro looked to see multitudes of stones gleaming and twinkling like stars in the night sky.
Hiro: These are their stars now? But they look so neat.
Hiro continued to the next flowers that cried out how thousands of people wishing can't be wrong and how the king will prove it. Hiro was nervous once again at the mention of the king. As he went further, he ran into a monster that looked like one of those old washing buckets with a crank to squeeze the water out of clothes between rollers, a round head with two beady eyes and a round mouth, two clawed legs like those on a legged bathtub, and a rubber ducky floating in the water of the bucket body. It shuffled its way up to Hiro as the area went gray-scale, and Hiro checked to it be called Woshua. His options were Touch, Clean, and Joke. Hiro looked at himself and did realize he was dirty, so he asked Woshua to clean him, if possible.
Woshua (hops excitedly): Green means clean!
Ducky: Tweet.
Hiro (flies around from the teardrop attacks): Waah! (notices several green teardrops) Aah?! (misses all of them; asks Woshua to clean him again and gets hit before grabbing a green teardrop; getting healed again) Haah... (spares Woshua and watches it shuffled away while color returns)
Hiro had continued on to the next two flowers where the voices of two monsters, one of which is possibly a sister, were making a wish to see real stars. Hiro had realized that he almost forgot that he couldn't see the sky, day or night. Before he thought about it further, he caught sight of a silver telescope.
Hiro: Oh cool! (rushes over to it and looks through the scope; sees the “stars” and moves the scope to a cloudy area where the words “CHECK WALL” with an arrow pointing up) ….Check wall? (looks around at the walls) Eh? (goes to the walls and rubs his hands along them, running into an echo flower that muttered how the horoscope was the same as last week's. He moved along the walls until he went to the far path across from the telescope and touched the wall; the wall crumbles away at his touch) AAAH!! ….....Oh. It's this wall. (enters past it)
Hiro arrived at an area where it was mostly water, except for the plethora of typha plants (those weird water sausage ones), the stone wall, and the wooden pathway lined along it. A small set of stairs was on the opposite end of the path, but he didn't know what it was for. He saw a row of stone signs on the wall, and went to read them.
Hiro: “The War of Humans and Monsters....” Oh! There's more of that story! (goes to the next one) “Why did the humans attack? Indeed, it seemed that they had nothing to fear.” Well, we thought monsters are evil and mean. “Humans are unbelievably strong. It would take the.....the SOUL of nearly every monster just to equal the power of...a single human SOUL.” R-Really? Hmm... (goes to the next one) “But humans have one weakness. Iro....I...I-ron-ni-call-ly......Iron-nic-cally...Ironic-cally, it is the strength of their SOUL. Its power allows it to per...sist outside the human body, even after death.” …..It does? (looks at himself) My soul can do that? (goes to the next) “If a monster defeats a human, they can take its Soul.” Wha... “A monster with a human SOUL...A horrible beast with unfath...un...unfath.......un-fathpht......” really freaky power. Maybe. So if they get my soul, they'll get powerful? (goes to the next one where he sees a rather strange creature) Hmn, wh-what is that...? Looks really scary.....
Hiro towards the edge of the pier and was surprised at the makeshift raft a part of had become. The wooden raft slowly drifted on the black water to a pier on the far end of the area and he thought about the words on the signs.
Hiro: I wonder what happens if my soul gets taken? I don't want that to happen.... (reaches the end and climbs off the raft, watching it drift away) Hmn.....
Continuing on the wooden path, Hiro reached a large area where one side, scattered rows of typha plants were being gently pushed by the flow of the water and on the other side were pillars of stone. Hiro was admiring the scenery when the sound of something slicing the air drew closer. He stopped just short of a familiar aqua green spear landing where his foot would have landed. With a startled shout, Hiro stumbled back away from it as it vanished. He caught something gleaming out of the corner of his eye. Appearing from the shadows of the stone pillars was Undyne.
And she's got three long floating spears aimed right at him.
Hiro (panicking inwardly): Aaaah.... (waves a little) Hi?
Undyne: …... (launches the spears at him)
Hiro: AAAAAAHH!!!
Hiro took off running as Undyne ran along the cliff side. He was able to dodge a few spears, but one struck him in his left side, throwing him into a small gray-scale battlefield where he saw many spears flying at him.
Hiro: Ah! (gets grazed by a few spears before seeing the battlefield vanish) What happ- (sees a spear flying at him and scrambles away) Waah!
Hiro was able to dodge more spears before getting hit by another volley of them. After the impromptu dodging and getting hit by more spears, Hiro was getting exhausted. He came upon a large field of grass and dove in to hide from the spears whizzing by and at him. Thinking he was safe, Hiro decided to sit and take a break from running. He felt most of his body thrumming from running so much and the stinging from being hit by Undyne's spears. Just when he was able to relax, sounds of the grass shifting and the heavy metallic footsteps drew near behind him. Hiro almost let out a gasp when he clasped his hands hard over his mouth. Undyne was in the grass searching for him. Fear started to wash over the boy as Undyne was stalking further in and stop near him. The dread he felt before almost paralyzed him as he waited for something to happen. Suddenly, a sound of something getting hit startled Hiro into letting a frightened squeak slip out. He wasn't sure of what happened, but he heard Undyne walking away after a short while. When he felt it was safe and didn't hear Undyne's footsteps anymore, Hiro relaxed himself. He crawled his way out of the tall grass and stood to his feet when he emerged, feeling the shaky remnants of fear leaving his body.
Hiro (trembling voice): Th-That was....really s-scary.... Was Undyne that relentless killer Flowey mentioned? I don't know if I wanna try to talk, but I-I can do it? (hears something rustling the grass behind him and turns around quickly) AAH?! (sees the monster kid run out excitedly; calms down) Ooh, it's just....
MK: Yo... Did you see that?!
Hiro: No, see what?
MK: Undyne! (hopping in excitement) Undyne just....TOUCHED ME!
Hiro: She did? She hit him?
MK: I'm never washing my face ever again! Man, are you unlucky.
Hiro: Why..?
MK: If you were standing just a LITTLE bit to the left... (sees a panicked look on Hiro's face) Yo, don't worry! I'm sure we'll get to see her again! (takes off running, falling in the middle of it and scrambles back to his feet)
Hiro: Hmn....
Hiro let the last of his jitters fade away before moving on the next area. He arrived to find another Save Star, an echo flower, and a table with a slice of cheese encased in pink crystal. Where there's cheese, there's a mouse. Sure enough, there's a mouse hole. Hiro touched the flower and it squeaked, just like the mouse did when he talked to it. He was curious about the cheese, but found that it was so old, it crystallized and got stuck to the table. As he went to the Save star and saved, he knew that one day, the mouse will get that cheese out of the crystal. Hiro soon departed the room into the next area and spotted a gray door. There was something odd about it, but he couldn't quite place it.
Hiro: Aah. It's weird seeing a door like this here. (walks up to it) I wonder what's inside. (opens the door)
Hiro entered and found himself walking down a narrow hallway until he reached the wide room. The entire area was gray with no furniture or anything in it. The only thing that he saw was a pair of strange creatures conversing in the center of the room. They both look similar, having a skeletal look to them despite their right eyes nearly melted closed and the left eyes normally open. Their right eyes have a crack rising to the top of their skulls while the left have a crack meet their mouths. Their bodies are a goopy black mass with a white triangle pointing down on the front and their....hands...are misshapen and have a hole in them. The similarities stop there when Hiro noticed the one on the left had strings of symbols around various parts of its body. There was a halo behind its head, three circles surrounding the neck, chest, and waist connected by two long strings reaching the neck to the floor on the front and back of the creature, and two strings connected to the waist circle on the sides. Its hands has a circle of symbols, the chest has a long sharp object that's pierced in its chest where the V meets and out its back, and has two chain links hanging on the front. Hiro noticed that the left creature's cracks look like black chains, and while its partner had a smile on its face, the left one looked very sad.
Hiro (walks up to the creatures cautiously): Um.....Hello?
(both turn to Hiro startled; the right creature vanished and the left one had the halo ring of symbols drop over its body and shatter on the floor, melting away)
Hiro: …........Huh? (roams around) Where did they go? (stops in the center) …....Were they monsters, too? (leaves the room) I should show Sans and tell him about it when I see him.
Hiro stepped out of the gray room back into the hallway before glancing back at the gray door. After a brief stare, he continued on. He arrived in an area where he spotted Sans standing by another telescope, another box by a wall, and an entrance into somewhere.
Hiro: Ah, hi, Sans! Oh, Sans, Sans! (grabs Sans's jacket sleeve)
Sans: Whoa, hey there, kid! What's up?
Hiro: You gotta see this! (pulls Sans back with him) I found a gray door in the hallway this way!
Sans: A..A gray door?
Hiro: Yeah! Come on, come on!
(Hiro leads Sans to the previous area; they arrived in the room where the Save Star is)
Hiro: Wha...? (inspecting the room) But...I...
Sans: You said there was a gray door? All I'm seeing is an echo flower, that star thing, and a... (squints at the cheese) ...a crystal..?
Hiro: No! There was a hallway after this! (runs ahead of Sans) I came this way and it was just a hallway with just a door! I know I saw it! And there was a gray room and two black monsters with white heads!
Sans: Black monsters with white heads?
Hiro: Yeah! They look the same, but one has stuff floating around it! ...I know I saw it this way! (runs out of the room; ends up where he met Sans by the telescope) …......I....
Sans (walks up to Hiro): Maybe you were imagining things?
Hiro: …..Was I? (looks disheartened) I thought...Hmn....I am?
Sans: You were traveling in the Underground for some time, so maybe.
Hiro: Oh...
Sans: ….Tell you what. (leads Hiro over the telescope) I was thinking about getting into the telescope business.
Hiro: Really?
Sans: Yeah. (glances at the telescope wistfully) It's normally 50000G to use this premium telescope...
Hiro: Bwuh! (frantically counts on his fingers) 50...How much is...?!
Sans: Hey, don't panic! Since I know you, you can use it for free.
Hiro: You will?
Sans: Yeah, so how about it?
Hiro: Yeah! (runs up to the telescope as Sans adjusts it to his level; looks into the telescope but only sees red) Eh? Why is everything red? (steps away from the telescope) That was weird. Everything was red. (sees Sans trying to hold in his laughter) ….? What's wrong?
Sans: N-Nothing. Pfft..
Hiro: Well, I didn't see any stars through that telescope.
Sans: Not satisfied? Don't worry, I'll give you a full refund for trying it out.
Hiro: I didn't pay, but thanks?
Sans: Sure. (watches Hiro head inside the entrance past the box; leers at the direction of the Save Star area) ….Two black monsters with white heads in a gray room... (rubs his fingers on his chin thoughtfully; frowns) I don't remember seeing anything like that... (takes out a pen and a purple notebook that has strings in the three holes keeping the paper together; writes the information down then snaps the book shut) I'll have to find a way to look into that someday....
Hiro walked up a long narrow pathway into a small room where he spotted the blue bunny monster he met in the snow fields before Snowdin. There was also a box nearby and a wall plague that looked like something was painted over. Upon closer inspection, he noticed the words were those of ice cream flavors.
Hiro: Aww, it covered the words. (walks over to the Nice Cream guy) Hi, Mr Nice Cream Guy! What are you doing here?
BB: Hi there! (ears droop a little) I relocated my store, but there are still no customers... (ears stick back up) Fortunately, I've thought of a solution! Punch cards! Every time you buy a Nice Cream, you can take a punch card from the box. If you have 3 cards, you can trade them for a free Nice Cream!
Hiro: Oooh! I wanna try!!
BB: Yeah, they're sure to get the customers to come back!
Hiro: I hope so, too, 'cause that sounds awesome!
Seeing how much gold he had, Hiro proceeded to buy three Nice Creams. As he did, he noticed that the cards he retrieved from the box had the words “Please....Please come back..” written on them. Once he got all three cards, Hiro redeemed them for a free Nice Cream. Hiro got four Nice Creams now and he departed the room, stopping by the box to put two of them in it. He met up with a bipedal onion-shaped monster who was curious about stars and whether or not one can touch, eat, or kill it. It asked Hiro if he was a star, but he told it that he wasn't. He continued on to the next area where it split off towards the bottom. Before he was able to go to the bottom, he spotted something yellow on a strip of land across a disproportionately large gap with glowing blue water. It was at this point where Hiro realized his new surroundings had changed. Instead of the usual bluish coloration of the gem-speckled walls, the area, especially the ground, was a black and the water is a glowing blue. The light from the water touched the exposed areas not covered by the shadows that caused it to look like most of the area was a land of shadow. Rising from the waters, a glowing mist and bubbles floated and dissipated into the air.
Hiro: Whoooaaaaa! This is soooo cool! (runs over to the water and watches the mist and bubbles rising from the water)
Hiro had crouched down by the water's edge for a some while before standing back up and moving further south along a path into a much larger area. Little lily pads were idly floating here and tall typha plants were swaying with the water there, it was a beautiful sight to behold. As he wandered around in the area, he came across two echo flowers. One asked if the monster the question's directed to had a wish and the other responded hesitantly about having one and how stupid it is. Hiro walked over towards a path where a large patch of tall grass is. He decided to see if there was anything hidden in there, and found a pair of ballet shoes.
Hiro: Hmm... I got a tutu. I guess I can wear these. Hmm.... Nah. There's something bad about these shoes...
He held on to the shoes and make his way out of the grass. As he continued further down, Hiro's phone rang. This time, he was ready to answer the phone as he held the phone away from his ear.
Papyrus: HELLO!! THIS IS PAPYRUS!!
Hiro: Hi, Papyrus!
Papyrus: REMEMBER WHEN I ASKED YOU ABOUT CLOTHES?
Hiro: ..Yep.
Papyrus: WELL, THE FRIEND WHO WANTED TO KNOW... HER OPINION OF YOU IS VERY....MURDERY... BUT I BET YOU KNEW THAT ALREADY! AND BECAUSE YOU KNEW THAT, I KNEW WHEN YOU SAID: “I AM NOT WEARING A BANDANNA.” IT WAS REALLY A SECRET CODE! YOU REALLY MEANT... “I ACTUALLY AM WEARING A DUSTY TUTU!”
Hiro *freezes*: …..............A...wha...?
Papyrus: YOU WERE TRYING TO PROTECT YOURSELF WHILE MAKING IT SO I DIDN'T HAVE TO LIE!
Hiro: Err......
Papyrus: I PICKED UP ON THIS AND FOLLOWED YOUR PLAN. IN FACT, I TOOK IT ONE STEP FURTHER! I TOLD HER YOU WERE NOT WEARING A BANDANNA! YOU WERE PROBABLY WEARING A DUSTY TUTU! OF COURSE, YOU WOULD NEVER WEAR THAT. BUT THAT'S THE POINT! SHE WON'T RECOGNIZE YOU NOW, AND I DIDN'T HAVE TO BETRAY EITHER OF YOU! WOWIE! YOU'RE SUCH A SMART COOKIE! I REALLY CAN BE FRIENDS WITH EVERYONE!!! (hangs up)
Hiro was not too happy about hearing what Papyrus said about what he wore. By exposing what the boy wore, the skeleton inadvertently put him in danger of running into danger, should Undyne find him. He begin to walk a little faster until he ran into a Woshua. After cleaning up the battle with Woshua, Hiro continued on and stopped by another echo flower. This one was saying that it won't laugh at the other monster. He moved on to the northern most path and spotted a stone wall sign.
Hiro: “The power to take their SOULs.” Um.. “This is the power the humans feared.” Oh. Maybe that's why the war happened? Because the humans were scared? Hmm.
Hiro headed up the path into a wide area full of water and just the path he was walking on.
Hiro: What's this place? It's kinda creepy here... (walks further in and notices something yellow poking out of the water then sinking back in) EH? (walks slowly until two long tentacles poked out of the water then back down) Aaaaah... What are they...? (walks a little faster until more tentacles poke out) Eep! (keeps walking; stops when seeing more tentacles appear and something rising from the water) Waah!
Out of the waters appeared....an octopus monster? And it has an onion-shaped head and a rather cute face.
Octopus (wispy medium-high voice): Hey......there.. Noticed you were.... Here....
Hiro: Err.....yeah.. Wh-Who are you?
Octopus: I'm Onionsan! Onionsan, y'hear!
Hiro: O-Oh. I'm Hiro!
Onionsan: Hi! You're visiting Waterfall, huh!
Hiro: Yep!
Onionsan: It's great here, huh!
Hiro: Yep!
Onionsan: You love it, huh!
Hiro: Yep!
Onionsan: Yeah! Me too! It's my Big Favorite!
Hiro (starts a stroll with Onionsan): It is?
Onionsan: Yeah! (turns away) Even though, the water's getting so shallow here... I....have to sit down all the time, but... (turns back happily) He-Hey! That's okay! It beats moving to the city, and living in a crowded aquarium!
Hiro: Really?
Onionsan: Yeah! Like all my friends did! (turns away again) And the aquarium's full, a-anyway, so, even if I wanted to, I....
Hiro: Huh?
Onionsan (turns back to Hiro joyously): That's okay, though! Undyne's gonna fix everything, y'hear!
Hiro (worried): Undyne will...?
Onionsan: Yeah! I'm gonna get out of here and live in the ocean! Y'hear!
Hiro: I hear you.... (continues walking until he reaches an exit)
Onionsan: Hey....there.... That's the end of this room. I'll see you around. Have a good time! In Waterfallllllllll..... (continues until fully submerged)
Hiro: ...That was...weird. Undyne will fix everything..? How? (exits the area)
Hiro entered the next area where there is a split path, one straight ahead and one to the west. As he was about to move to the western path, he somehow encountered a monster. It looked like it had short hair with long sections on the sides, a long strand of hair with a small ball on the end, a small fish tail poking out of the back of the head, and it looks like the entire head is floating. The body is scaly, with a muscular arm and two spikes on the back. It was facing away from him as the area went gray-scale, and after checking the monster, he found its name is Shyren. His other options are Smile, Hum, and Conduct. Hiro decided to give a smile.
Hiro: Can I see your smile, too, Shyren?
Shyren: ….
Hiro: Hmm... (notices Aaron in a corner nodding his head) Eh? Hmm.... (starts humming something close to a funky tune)
Shyren (taps a little beat with her fins): …...Hmm hmm...
Hiro: Ah! (hums some more)
Shyren (the head turns to reveal a face that has wide droopy eyes and a toothy smile; some of the bangs covered the left eye and the other is long, reaching the arm): Si re, si re si mi si mi!
Shyren let out a song as music notes sprang forth from her mouth. Hiro had to dodge the notes, but as the battle continued and they both were humming this funky tune, not only was Shyren getting comfortable with her singing, there was also a growing number of monsters that stopped by and watched the battle like it was a concert. So much so that Hiro thought he saw Sans selling tickets on toilet paper. The impromptu concert continued as a storm of socks were thrown, everything was going great! Hiro continued to dodge Shyren's notes and humming, until eventually, it all had to end. Shyren had thought of her future, the both of them had come so far, but they had their own journeys to embark. Shyren aggressively made tooting noises about this, and Hiro took that as a signal. Hiro started to hum a farewell song, and Shyren let out a final toot. She let out an onslaught of notes, a few notes hitting him but he made it out okay. A vision that blinked in his mind was different than what he wanted. Again, Hiro was confused at the vision, so he chose the spare her. Hiro and Shyren went their separate ways as color returned. Hiro went to the path he meant to go and found a piano, some symbols above it, and a sign on the other side of the con-caved wall.
Hiro: “A haunting song e....echoes...down the cor...cori...cor..ri...dor....corridor. Won't you play along? Only the first 8 are fine.” (tilts his head confused) Eh? What's that mean..? (looks around for a short while before leaving)
Hiro decided to move on until he spotted more stone signs. The first one mentioned how humans are unable to take a monster SOUL, due to it disappearing upon said monster's death. It would also require an incredible power to get a living monster's SOUL. The next sign states that an exception is that of the SOUL of a special species of monster, a Boss Monster, can persist after death, but only for a few moments. A human could absorb this SOUL, but it's never happened before, and now it never will. Hiro was unsure of this new information, but the thoughts went away as he spotted a lone horned statue sitting under a spotlight with rain dripping onto it.
Hiro: Ooh.... What was this? (inspects the statue) It looks neat. (looks up) Where's the rain coming from? And the light? And why are just the rocks dry? Hmm. (continues to the next room and finds a sign and a bucket of umbrellas) Ooh, umbrellas! Maybe I should put one on the statue! (runs back to the statue and finds a spot to put it in) There you go, nice and dry- (hears a music box type song playing from the statue)
The music that played from the statue sounded cheerful, but somehow it felt....sad...yet nostalgic. Hiro started to get visions, but they weren't like the scary ones. He saw lots of yellow flowers with yellow petals floating in the wind. He saw two figures sitting in the sunlight where the hole of the mountain is seen high above. He couldn't tell who the figures were, but the vision blurred away as he felt something wet come to his eyes.
Hiro: Eh? Why am I crying...? (wipes his sleeves on his eyes) Eeehh....
Hiro hadn't expected himself to cry like that, so after he stopped, he remembered the sign back at the piano room. He ran back to the room and tried the piano out, hearing the distance melody down the hall like the sign said. It took him a while to figure out the notes, he even found a loose rock and tried scribbling the patterns on the wall to find the correct one. When he finally succeeded in getting the right pattern, the wall in the indented area crumbled away. When Hiro entered the opened room, his eyes caught the sight of a red ball object sitting on a pedestal. He wasn't able to see what the plaque behind it says, but he was more interested in the spherical item before him. He was about to take the orb, but he couldn't put it in his phone's inventory. For some odd reason, he found that he was carrying too many dogs.
Hiro: ….I had a dog? I always wanted a dog.... Hmn... I wanna keep it, but I want that ball thing. Ball or dog? ….I can get the dog back.
The moment he took the dog out of his phone inventory, he recognized it as the white dog that stole one of Papyrus's bone attacks. Before Hiro could do anything, the dog jumped onto the pedestal, laid its body on the orb, and absorbed it into itself.
Hiro: Wha- Aaaaaah!! (chases the dog towards the wall; sees it disappear into the wall) ….Eh?! How! (turns back to the pedestal) It took the ball.... (looks in his inventory; sees an item called Dog Residue) ….What's this? It...looks weird.....
Hiro was unsure of what to do with the new item, but decided to hold on to it. He returned to the hall past the musical statue and grabbed another umbrella when he saw it was raining. Before he could move on, he was stopped by Monster Kid who decided to join him under the umbrella. Monster Kid was very chatty, discussing about how cool Undyne was and how she never lost a fight. Hiro was getting uncomfortable with this as he is a human. Monster Kid soon switched subjects to him and his classmates having to take care of flowers when he spotted an echo flower on a patch of land across the way from where their path leads. The flowers were donated by the king, “Mr. Dreemurr”, and he taught the class about responsibility. Hiro was confused at this, because he heard so many different versions about the king. Toriel said he'd kill him, Papyrus claimed that everyone loved him, most monsters spoke highly of Asgore. But what is the real Asgore? A killer or a friend? Hiro hoped it was the latter. But of course as he pondered this, Monster Kid couldn't carry on a conversation without mentioning Undyne.
MK: How COOL would it be if Undyne came to school!? She can beat up ALL the teachers!!
Hiro was finding this Undyne to be terrifying, but the way the little monster talked about her made him feel like she's his role model. Hiro hopes that the role model part of Undyne is the one he'll meet, but at the moment, he's not seeing it. Besides, Undyne was too cool to hurt an innocent person.
Right...?
The duo made their way on the path until they emerged past the rocky formation beside it, stumbling upon the most amazing sight Hiro's ever seen. It was like walking upon a hill and seeing a large expanse of land, with a castle far in the distance and hundreds of stars shining above. For a moment, it was almost easy to forget that this is all underground, under the surface of the earth. Perhaps over the course of the years, the monsters had to have places to live, and that included royalty. If there is the king Asgore, then who would the queen and their child or children be? This curiosity had a slight edge over Hiro's fear. He admired the sight for a little while before moving on, Monster Kid in tow. Soon, they reached the other side of the road and the rain picked up again. Hiro was going to take the umbrella with him, but he wasn't able to, so he had to put it up and climbed up Monster Kid to reach the top of the ledge. He wasn't exactly looking forward to meeting Undyne, though. As he walked on, Hiro spotted a few more plaques that explained the monsters' history.
Hiro: “The humans, afraid of our power, declared war on us. They attacked suddenly, and without mercy.” (walks over to the second after saving) “In the end, it could hardly be called a war. United, the humans were too powerful, and us monsters, too weak. Not a single SOUL was taken, and countless monsters were turned to dust...” So it....wasn't the monsters' fault...? We...started the fight..?
Hiro was feeling unsure of what he just read as the sound of muffled rain on the cave top filled him with uncertain determination. He pondered about what he read as he walked on into an area that's like a two-tiered boardwalk. He noticed it was getting darker as he got a little further into the area and stopped to look around. Before he took a step, he noticed a glowing aquamarine circle appear on the ground.
Hiro: Huh? (sees another one near him) Eh? (sees another next to his foot) What's that? (watches several more lights appear before a spear juts out of all of them) AAAAAAAah!! (takes off running)
Unbeknownst to Hiro, Undyne was on the second level of the boardwalk causing the light spears to appear. He didn't realize there are branching paths that sometimes led to dead ends. Despite getting hit by a few spears, he was able to reach a larger area where the speed of the spears appearing grew. He soon dashed for a single path as more spears jutted up from the ground, only to find that it was also a dead end. He was about to go back the way he came before stopping. Undyne was blocking the way.
Hiro (trembling): U-Um... Undyne....?
Undyne: …..
Hiro: I didn't hurt anyone! Please don't hurt me!
Undyne: …......
(a sound of something phasing in is heard; three large spears struck through the wooden pier)
Hiro: Eh? Phew.... (hears something creaking and feels himself sinking; realizes he and the pier are falling) Ah? AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaahh.....
It was dark. There was nothing to be seen around.
???: It sounds like it came from over here...
Just the darkness....
???: Oh! You've fallen down, haven't you...?
Fallen down....
???: Are you okay?
Am I...?
???: Here, get up...
Up. This feels...
...
???: ...Hiro, huh? That's a nice name.
Name......that's.....white...light....?
???: My name is
(Hiro jolts awake in a bed of yellow flowers)
Hiro: ….
Hiro sat up from the flower bed to find that most of himself is wet. He looked around to see not only the broken pier that fell with him, but piles upon piles of trash that possibly fell from the giant wall of water close to him. He climbed off the boards and found that the water reached his stomach. He noticed that there were a few brands that he recognized in some of the piles that he looked in as he waded through the flooded area and reached the Save Star that's floating above a few wooden boards.
Hiro: Maybe the monsters get their stuff here. (looks up) Is the waterfall from the top? (notices a piece of trash fall from the waterfall and to the bottomless abyss; looks down as it falls; sees a few more trash pieces doing the same) It just keeps going....just like I should! (saves at the star as he becomes more determined)
Hiro continued to wade his way through the flooded areas and saw a rusted bike that had a horn with a honk of despair (does the sound of a sliding whistle really bring despair?), a beat-up desktop computer with its insides missing (maybe Papyrus's computer has them?), an unbranded cooler with some dried space food (Hiro took most of them), and an anime DVD package with odd scratch marks on the edges floating idly. He noticed ahead of him that there is a dummy standing in the water.
Hiro: Oh! Didn't Toriel have one of these? I think so. (stares into the dummy's eyes for a moment before he gently pats the dummy's snout) Have a good...um...day? Mister or Miss Dummy! (walks towards the exit; hears something sloshing behind him and stops to glance back; sees the dummy facing him) Eh?
There was something off about that dummy, and sure enough.....
DUN DUUUN!!
The dummy's coloration went from a plain khaki tan to a fiery orange, and its cute beady black eyes became angry. It looked absolutely mad as it dove underwater past Hiro and came out floating, blocking the exit.
Dummy: Hahaha... Too intimidated to fight me, huh?
Hiro: Who are you?
Dummy: I am a ghost that lives inside a DUMMY. My cousin used to live inside a DUMMY, too. Until...YOU CAME ALONG!
Hiro: Eep! W-What did I do?
Dummy: When you talked to them, they thought they were in for a nice chat, but the things you said to them.... Horrible....shocking...UNBELIEVABLE! It spooked them right out of the dummy!
Hiro: Eh? But I was nice to the dummy ghost.
Dummy: SILENCE, HUMAN!! I'll scare your SOUL out of your body!! (becomes infuriated as its body turns red and its midsection splits open)
Hiro: Aah!! (his SOUL leaps out of his chest as the area went gray-scale)
Hiro watched as the Mad Dummy, the monster dummy before him, swayed from side to side. In his Check, Hiro was dismayed that physical attacks can't hurt it. Not that he would hurt it, but how can he get past the dummy? His only option is to talk to it.
Mad Dummy: Pitiful, pitiful, PITIFUL!
Soon after it said that, Hiro noticed a few miniature dummies popping up and shooting cotton bullets at him. He flew around to avoid them and past the Dummy, seeing some of them hit it. Before Hiro could apologize, Mad Dummy reprimanded the mini-dummies on where they were aiming their magic attacks. It took a short moment before it yelled at Hiro to forget what it said about magic, but it was too late. If Hiro couldn't use physical attacks, and he refuses to do so, he'll use magic. Seeing those cotton bullets hitting the Dummy gave him an idea. As some more mini-dummies shot off more cotton bullets, Hiro flew around the area, dodging most of them and leading some to the Mad Dummy. It was doing an armless ska dance at one point and Hiro tried to talk to it. The Mad Dummy was not much for conversation and no one was happy about this. It exclaimed how it will take Hiro's SOUL to cross the barrier. More mini-dummies showed up and Hiro kept leading the bullets to the Dummy as it started to move from one end of the battlefield to the other. It soon bragged about how it'll stand in the window of a fancy store. It must be what the Dummy wanted to do if it left the Underground. With so much cotton being flung everywhere, the area started to smell strangely like a clothing store. Hiro saw the Dummy stop on one side of the field and almost missed leading most of the cotton in its direction, but some of it still managed to hit it.
Hiro: I think I'm (some of his words are covered by cotton) Eh? Am I (more cotton covers his words) Bleugh! The cot (his words are covered in cotton again) Mrrr! (swats the cotton balls away until they're gone) There! But um, will that help you? Taking my soul?
Mad Dummy: Huh? Yeah, I guess that'll avenge my cousin. What was their name again..?
Hiro: Err...I don't know...?
Mad Dummy: Whatever, whatever, WHATEVER!!
Hiro was about to dodge more cotton bullets when he saw the mini-dummies flicker red and launched themselves at him. He had to fly through the open spaces before trying to lead the cotton at the Dummy. Every time it got hit, the Dummy flew around erratically, screaming “FEEBLE!” and “FUTILE!” and other words as Hiro dodged the mini-dummies and led cotton to it. Eventually, the Mad Dummy has had enough.
Mad Dummy: HEY GUYS! (sees the mini-dummies appear) Dummies. Dummies! DUMMIES!! Remember how I sad NOT to shoot at me? Well.... (infuriated) FAILURES!! YOU'RE FIRED! YOU'RE ALL BEING REPLACED!!
Hiro (watches the mini-dummies leave the battlefield): Err....
Mad Dummy (laughs manically): Now you will see my true power: relying on people that aren't garbage!
As soon as it said that, mechanical whirs filled the room.
Hiro: What's that...?
Mad Dummy: DUMMY BOTS! MAGIC MISSILE!
Hiro: Eh? (sees robotic versions of the mini-dummies appear and shoot little rockets; flies around to dodge them, but sees them follow him) Wah! (flies more before the rockets lose track of him and hit the Dummy) I don't like those.
The dummy bots tried again at the Mad Dummy's command as it glares into a random mirror nearby, turning to Hiro with the same expression. It was shocked that the dummy bots were just as awful as the mini-dummies before as it watched Hiro continuously led the rockets to it with little to no contact with them.
Mad Dummy: DUMMY BOTS! FINAL ATTACK!
Hiro: Grr!
The mini-dummies launched at Hiro as a rocket popped up and followed Hiro. Soon after, the dummy bots launched a multitude of rockets. Hiro got hit a few times, but he managed to lead the rockets to the Mad Dummy. The Dummy was stunned that the dummy bots were even worse than the mini-dummies, but he didn't care. He didn't need friends. He got knives. The moment a knife appeared by the Mad Dummy, Hiro had a horrible vision of the Mad Dummy looking...happy. It was happy about it finally being merged with its body as a ghost, only to be savagely slashed and turned to dust. The vision disappeared as the knife was thrown at Hiro, which he dodged at the last second.
Mad Dummy: I'm.....out of knives. (becomes hysterical) BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER!! YOU CAN'T HURT ME AND I CAN'T HURT YOU!! YOU'LL BE STUCK HERE FIGHTING ME!!! Forever... Forever!! FOREVER!!
Hiro (watches the Mad Dummy laugh hysterically as its parts were being slingshot in a frenzied manner): Ah...
Mad Dummy: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAG- (feels something wet hit it) Wh-What the heck is this!? (sees drops of water) Eugh! Acid rain!? Oh, FORGET IT! I'm outta here! (leaves the area)
Hiro: Eh...Acid rain? (sees Napstablook appear) Napstablook!
Napstablook: …..sorry, I interrupted you, didn't I?
Hiro: No, you didn't. Why?
Napstablook: ….as soon as I came over, your friend immediately left....
Hiro: Hmn, he wasn't really-
Napstablook: ...oh no...you guys looked like you were having fun...
Hiro: Err...we weren't-
Napstablook: ...oh no...i just wanted to say hi....
Hiro: But you can-
Napstablook: ...oh no......................................... (vanishes from the battlefield as the room returned to color)
Hiro: Wait, Napstablook! What are you going to do now?
Napstablook: well....i'm going to head home now... oh...umm...feel free to come with if you want.... but no pressure... I understand if you're busy...
Hiro: I'm not really busy.
Napstablook: it's fine....no worries...just thought i'd offer... (floats out of the room)
Hiro: Ah! (follows Napstablook)
Hiro followed the ghost to the next area where there is an area of glowing blue water next to the entrance he walked through, a rectangular strip of regular water in the center where a Save Star is floating close to the edge, three paths to the north and a path to the east and west. Napstablook was floating ahead of Hiro before they showed him where their house is, in case he wanted to see. Or in case he didn't. After saving Hiro in this area of calming tranquility, he followed the ghost to the middle path. He arrived in an area where there are two houses. They look like someone tried to build a square house, but decided to add a bulbous top to it, only for it to end up lopsided and just added a triangular roof to make it considered a house. A circular window is on the bulbous part and a single door are present. What's different is the second one is facing the opposite way, it has a pink color scheme and there's a light on. Hiro tried entering the pink house but it was locked, so he tried and entered the blue house. The inside of the house looked pretty run-down, with cracks and holes in the wall, small holes and some discolored planks in the wooden floor, a white refrigerator, a blue TV with a small dual antennae box, a table with a desktop computer system that's blocking a small window, a spider web in the corner of the far wall on the entrance side, and three objects preceding the web. The atmosphere of the house was....Hiro was not sure how to feel about it. He spotted Napstablook in front of the computer with a pair of black headphones on. Napstablook heard Hiro walking in and turned to greet him.
Napstablook: oh...you really came... sorry, I...wasn't expecting that.
Hiro: It's okay. I wanted to visit!
Napstablook: oh.... it's not much, but make yourself at home.
Hiro: Okay.
Hiro explored the house a little. He looked at the spider web and found a flyer for a spider bake sale. He remembered the one in the Ruins when he arrived in the Underground. He went over to Napstablook's computer and saw a website with many different songs and posts about them. It looked like a music website. He then went to the TV when Napstablook told him it's theirs and that there's a show they liked to watch sometimes. He went over to the three objects and Napstablook mentioned how they are music they made. The objects turned out to be CDs. Hiro went up to the one by the spider web and was told it was called “Ghouliday”. Napstablook commented on how it's not hard to sing along once the lyrics are learned. Hiro hummed along and realized the melody sounded familiar. The next CD Napstablook introduced is “Spookwave”. Hiro listened to it, and was suddenly hit with an odd sense of being thoroughly spooked out of his wits. He wasn't alone in this since Napstablook was feeling this, too. The last one was called “Spooktune”. It was similar to Spookwave, but without the creepy ambiance. After listening to the songs, Hiro went over to the refrigerator and asked Napstablook if he could have something to eat.
Napstablook: oh....are you hungry... (sees Hiro nod) I can get you something to eat... (floats over to the fridge, put their hand through the door and takes out a translucent sandwich) this is a ghost sandwich... do you want to try it...?
Hiro: Yes, please! (is given a slice of the ghost sandwich; attempts to bite into it but his mouth phased through it) Eh????
Napstablook: oh....nevermind....
Hiro (saddened): Awwww....Hmm, now what?
Napstablook: after a great meal I like to lie on the ground and feel like garbage...
Hiro: Eh? Why?
Napstablook: it's a family tradition.... do you want... …. to join me....?
Hiro: Hmm... I don't want to feel like garbage, but I don't want to be mean... I'll try it out. (nods) Yep.
Napstablook: okay.... follow my lead... (leads Hiro to the center of the room and lies down) here we go... you'll lie down as long as you don't move.
Hiro (lies down on his back, looking up at the ceiling): Like this?
Napstablook: yeah... so....only move around if you want to get up, I guess...
Hiro: Okay.
Hiro and Napstablook just laid on the floor for a few minutes.
Hiro: Hmn... This feels boring.... Maybe if I close my eyes a little....
As soon as Hiro did so, his world became dark. It was like that time when he fell into the trash area. But unlike that time, he began to see little lights appearing. Some of those little lights became bigger lights, elongated lights, blobs of light, spirals of lights, clouds of lights. Through his half-lidded eyes, he could see those lights twinkling, pulsating, and soaring all around in this darkness. He remembered seeing something like this in books.
Space.
He was in space. Or what seemed like space. His body felt so light like he was floating on air. Not like how he was with his soul was floating out of his body in battles, but a more calm, serene kind of floating, like a heavy weight was nowhere inside him. Hiro could also somehow hear a sound in this space, a whole symphony of it. It was like hearing the song of the universe, slow like its growth but enough to feel like one of those calm breathing exercises. All of this was enough to make Hiro feel like he was sleeping in a cosmic bed. Hiro began to wonder if this is what Napstablook and their family(?) always experienced, and to be honest, he was loving it. Eventually, thoughts of him leaving the Underground slowly creeped up on Hiro and as much as he didn't want to, he had to get up. After a short debate with himself on whether or not he should end this cosmic dream, he had no choice but to get up. As he did, the vision of space drifted away and his body felt heavy again. Hiro stood up as Napstablook sat up and did the same.
Napstablook: well, that was nice... thank you...
Hiro: Welcome....
Napstablook (floats over to the computer): Uuuhh..... so, I'm gonna keep working on that mix CD...
Hiro: Okay... Bye bye... (leaves Napstablook's house) …..I wanna do that again...
Before Hiro left the area, he was curious about Napstablook's music. He wanted to listen to them a little longer, so he re-entered the house and was able to relisten to them. Once he did, Hiro accidentally left without turning off Spookwave. He was making his way from the houses back to where the Save Star is when he was surprised by the area going gray-scale, running into Aaron and Woshua. But before they were able to do anything, the Spookwave song was heard playing. Everyone, including Hiro, was getting creeped out by this song, so much so that Woshua felt filthy and Aaron was regretting his creepy ways. Both monsters took off running and the “battle” ended. After the slight confusion and the eerie feeling shaken off, Hiro continued on until he spotted a path that led up to where he entered an area that was like a small straight race track with three snails, a fenced area with some snails, and a small green monster in a tuxedo laying on the ground on his back with a snail shell on his stomach. As he went further in, Hiro saw Napstablook fading into view. They was telling Hiro that this area is the Blook Family Snail Farm and they're the only employee. The place used to get business, but the main customer disappeared one day, so it's just some hairy guy that shows up once a month. Napstablook invited Hiro to play a game called Thundersnail.
Hiro (excited): Thundersnail?! That sounds really cool! How do you play?
Napstablook (turns to the track where a yellow snail, a red snail, and a blue snail are waiting on the checkered line on the right side): the snails will race, and if the yellow snail wins, you win. It's 10G to play.
Hiro: Okay! (pays the cost then faces the track) Now what?
Napstablook: okay..... press Z repeatedly to encourage your snail.
Hiro: Okay!
And encourage he did, smashing the 9 button on his phone. Hiro gave the snail a lot of it! So much so that the snail-
Hiro (panicking): WHY IS THE SNAIL ON FIRE?!
Napstablook: Oh..... looks like you encouraged your snail too much... all that pressure to succeed......really got to her...
Hiro (trembling): H-How do I try again..?
Napstablook: you try again.
So, Hiro tried again a few tries until he got the yellow snail to win. His prize: 9G.
Napstablook: sorry..... we have to make a profit somehow...
Hiro thanked Napstablook and left the farm to continue on. He wandered into an area where he noticed an entrance across the way from a branching path. He looked in the bottom path first, but all he saw was a small area of land that leads to nothing but water. He left the area to check the entrance and entered a room where he saw an elderly turtle monster wearing an archeologist's outfit and holding a magnifying glass in hand. The room itself is wide like a mini-cave and dotted with many glittering stones in the walls. There is also a large black symbol that is a circle with a pair of wings and three triangles below it, the center one pointing down. The turtle was standing behind a black counter where there are a basket of apples shaped like crabs, a line of bottles with the words “Sea Tea” on the label, a box of glasses with clouded lens, and a single torn notebook with a purple cover. Hiro had enough for all four items, but didn't have enough room for them. He saw that he can sell his items, but...
Turtle: Ha! I'm trying to get RID of my junk, not get more of it!
Hiro: Oh....
Turtle: Though, I've heard if you want to sell stuff, the Temmie Vilage is your best bet.
Hiro: Temmie...Village? Where's that?
Turtle: Where is it? …......
Hiro: …...
Turtle: I don't remember.
Hiro: Oh....Hmm...Um, I want to ask about you.
Turtle: Me? Well...I'm Gerson, and I've been around a long time. Maybe too long. Studying history sure is easy when you've lived through so much of it yourself! Wa ha ha!
Hiro: Whoa... So...do you know all the monsters here...even the king?
Gerson: King Fluffybuns? He's a friendly, happy-go-lucky kind of guy. If you keep walking around long enough, you'll probably meet him. He loves to walk around and talk to people.
Hiro: Again? Is the king a good guy or a bad guy...? Toriel says he's bad, but everyone else likes him. Why? And um.... Um, Mr. Gerson, why did you call the king... “Fluffybuns”?
Gerson: Why did I call Dreemurr “Fluffybuns”? Oh, that's a great story! ….......
Hiro: …....
Gerson: …...I don't remember it.
Hiro: Ah..
Gerson: But if you come back much later, I'm sure I'll have remembered by them.
Hiro: Okay. (looks at the symbol on the wall and points at it) What's that thing on the wall?
Gerson (glances at the symbol): Eh? You don't know what that is? What are they teaching you kids in school nowadays? Wa ha ha!
Hiro: No sir, I've never seen that before.
Gerson: That's the Delta Rune, the emblem of our kingdom. The Kingdom of Monsters.
Hiro: The Delta...Rune...
Gerson: Wahahaha! Great name, huh? It's as I always say... Ol' King Fluffybuns can't name for beans!
Hiro: Err... Does it mean anything?
Gerson: The Rune? That emblem actually predates written history. The original meaning has been lost to time... All we know is that the triangles symbolize us monsters below and the winged circle above symbolizes...something else. Most people say it's the “angel” from the prophecy.
Hiro: Prophecy..?
Gerson: Oh yeah...the prophecy. Legend has it, an “angel” who has seen the surface will descend from above and bring us freedom.
Hiro: Really?
Gerson: Yes, but lately, the people have been taking a bleaker outlook...callin' that winged circle the “Angel of Death”.
A vision flickered in Hiro's mind.
Gerson: A harbinger of destruction, waitin' to “free” us from this mortal realm...
A vision of a shadowy figure flickering between an angel with a branch of sorts and the arms of monsters reaching up to it and another angel with a bladed object and the arms of monsters in a way that they're trying to protect themselves. That vision blinked away as Gerson spoke up.
Gerson: I jus' think it looks neat! Wa ha ha!
Hiro (a little shaken): Err...yeah..neat. Um....I ran into someone named Undyne. Do you know them?
Gerson: Undyne? Yeah, she's a local hero around here.
Hiro: A hero?
Gerson: Yep, through grit and determination alone, she fought her way to the top of the Royal Guard.
Hiro: Oh..
Gerson (squints): Actually, she just came through here asking about someone who looked just like you...
Hiro (worried): Uuuh...
Gerson: I'd watch your back, kid. And buy some items... It might just save your hide! Wa hahah!
Hiro: O...Okay...
After the discussions with Gerson, Hiro left the cave shop. He checked the box and saw that there was some room in it, so he put in a few items before returning inside to purchase one of each items available in Gerson's shop. Once finished, Hiro made his way to another area which he found another sign on the wall.
Hiro: “Hurt, beaten, and fearful for our lives, we sur.....sur..rend...surrend..er...ed...surrendered...to the humans. Seven of their greatest magicians sealed us underground with a magic spell. Anything can enter through the seal, but only beings with a powerful SOUL can leave.” A powerful SOUL? (walks over to the next one that is floating in front of two echo flowers) “There is only one way to reverse this spell. If a huge power, equ...equi...e-equi..va..lent...to seven human SOULs, attacks the barrier, it will be destroyed.” Seven? I heard stories of six falling here.... (moves to the next one as more echo flowers and some specks of floating light appeared and he crossed the water) “But the cursed place has no entrances or exits. There is no way a human could come here. We will remain trapped down here forever.” ….But.....I'm here. I'm a human. Does that mean.....
Hiro was putting the story together and found that the war against the monsters wasn't really one and that six people had fallen before him and gone missing for years. The monsters may have had something to do it, but for some time, no other human had come down until he did and that's why the monsters were after him. He arrived in a dark area where some of the plant life were illuminated by the blue light emitted from the water they absorbed, and accidentally stepped on a mushroom, lighting up the path ahead of him. Fascinated, Hiro found another mushroom to step on. Before Hiro could find another one, he saw the area become gray-scale and spotted a little creature that looks like a dog...or a cat? It has ears like a cat on top of its head, but rounded floppy ones like a dog's? It has a feline face with beady black eyes, a small nose, and a feline mouth. The cat-dog thing has shoulder-length hair that is parted on the front, and wearing a turtleneck short-sleeved shirt. According to Hiro's phone, it's a special enemy called Temmie and it's here to defeat him. Hiro was more concerned about why it's shaking. The only options he has are Check, Flex, Feed Temmie Flakes, and Talk.
Hiro: Feed...Temmie Flakes...? What are those, a cereal? Um, hello?
Creature: hOI!! i'm TEMMIE!!
All of a sudden, a long-legged version of the Temmie appeared and Hiro was caught underneath it. He tried to escape from under it, but he couldn't and its legs hit Hiro's soul. Once it disappeared, the Temmie was shaking a little more. He tried chatting up the Temmie and it repeated its “hOI!! i'm TEMMIE!!” line while lying on its back, which he thought was cute until he saw one of Temmie's arms stretch towards him. He panicked and flew around trying to avoid its paw, but he got trapped and was hit by it. Once the Temmie's arm retracted, Temmie looked like it had forgotten something. Hiro didn't have any Temmie Flakes to feed it, so he tried the flexing option. Hiro flexed with all he had, but it looks like the Temmie was not exactly happy about it, if one counts its face leaving its body.
Temmie: NO!!!! muscles r.......NOT CUTE.
Hiro: Eh? (sees Aaron slide into battle) Aaron?
Aaron: Oh, I have to disagree. ; )
Temmie: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 (flops onto its back with Xs in its eyes)
Hiro: Uuuuh...
It was just Hiro and Aaron as they proceeded with an impromptu flex-off that, once again, caused Aaron to flex out of the battlefield. Once the battlefield faded, Hiro continued on to finding another mushroom when he ran into two Moldsmals. He knew what to do for them so he decided to Mercy them. Strangely, only one of them was spared.
Hiro: Huh? I thought I can spare the Moldsmals... (checks his options) I can...flirt with it, I guess? (wiggles his hips like he did with a Moldsmal) Wiggle, wiggle... (watches the Moldsmal grow taller) Wwaaah!! (sees a stack similar to the Moldbygg, as Hiro discovered it's called; it shoots out rings at him) Aah!
After the barrage of rings, the Moldbygg milled about in the corner of the battlefield. Hiro soon saw that he had new options: Lie Down, Hug, and Unhug. He decided to try and lie down and Moldbygg did the same. It understands life now. They both got up and the monster let out a simple roar. White spheres converged around Hiro and became one giant version, shooting off the field as he dodged them. Moldbygg gyrated reservedly as Hiro kept a distance from it. He thought about hugging it, but decided against it. He noticed it was appreciating his respect of its boundaries., and became comfortable with his presence. Hiro saw that he can spare the monster and did so.
Hiro: Phew, that was new. Hope I won't meet more of them...
Hiro wandered on past the bottom mushroom when he could have sworn he heard something coming from somewhere to the right of him. There was nothing lit down whatever path he's hearing sounds from, but he was somehow able to walk down an unlit path. He soon ended up in a little village that had creatures that looked like the Temmie he met in a battle. Four Temmies were standing under a painting of a Temmie and a dragon called the “Rich History of Tem”, a sign saying “hOI! Welcom to...TEM VILLAGE!!!”, and an entrance with a sign flanking its sides, both mentioning how one should visit the Tem Shop, and an exclamation point sign above it. Hiro decided to talk to the first four Temmies.
Hiro: Hello!
1st Temmie: hoi! i'm temmie! And dis is my friend, temmie!
Hiro (goes to the second one): Hello!
2nd Temmie: hoi! I'm temmie! And dis is my friend, temmie!
Hiro: Okay... (goes to the third one) Hello..
3rd Temmie: hoi! I'm temmie! Don forget my friend!
Hiro: Err... (goes to the last one) Um...hello?
4th Temmie: Hi. I'm Bob.
Hiro: Uh. Hi.
Hiro moved away from the group and met a Temmie by a giant Temmie statue with the word TEM on the plate. Apparently it's very famous. The Temmie by the statue exclaimed how humans are such a cute. Hiro figured humans were just cute to this Temmie. He soon met another Temmie with an egg. He was told that it was watching it in case it hatches and going to be a proud parent when it does. Oddly enough, the egg is hardboiled. He walked over to another Temmie that mentioned how it heard of the human being allergic to Temmies. Hiro didn't remember being allergic to them, but he does know that he's allergic to pecans. Temmie understood, though, as it's also allergic to the other Temmies. Suddenly, red spots appeared, causing its face to be bloated.
Allergy Tem: HOIVS!!!
Hiro moved away from that Temmie and approached a blue mushroom. When he talked to it, it started dancing in a swaying motion. Mushroom dance, mushroom dance, whatever could it mean?
Mushroom (cap raises to reveal a pair of blue eyes): It symbolizes my inner torment, trapped here by my hyphae. My struggle to pull away. My struggle to escape. But alas, to no avail.
Hiro: …..
Hiro decided to use the Save Star before entering the shop. There was something about this village and its inhabitants that felt strange, especially when he felt like he was being watched. Oddly enough, he felt a strange sense of detemmienation by being here.
Hiro: De...temmie..nation? Eh?
Afterwards, he decided to check out the Tem Shop. The interior of the shop is a wooden planked wall. From left to right, there is a pulled-back cream curtain, a stack of three rectangular boxes with a small framed photo of a familiar white dog, a white sock with a black toe and heel and an orange Christmas stocking with a white toe, heel, and opening, a small shelf with a bone, a twig, and a glowing pink potion bottle, and a lidded trash can underneath. The counter itself is just a cardboard box with the name “*TEM SHOP” in yellow except for the blue H, the flaps up and a small white coffee mug. The shopkeeper itself looks like the Temmies, but slightly bigger, and wearing a blue and yellow striped shirt. Hiro tried to talk to the Temmie and make sense of it all.
Hiro: Hello!
Shopkeeper Temmie: hoi! I'm temmie
Hiro: Um...Yeah, so um, tell me about yourself?
Shop Tem: hOI!! i'm temmie
Hiro: Uuuuh... I saw this really cool picture of a Temmie and a dragon, that “Rich History of Tem” one. I wanna know about it!
Shop Tem: yaya, us tems hav a DEEP HISTORY!!!
Hiro: ….....Yeah..?
Shop Tem: ver deep.
Hiro (shakes his head): Uh, how about this shop?
Shop Tem: yaYA!!! go to TEM SHOP!!
Hiro: But...I am in your shop....
Hiro turned his attention to the Temmie's wares and saw that there are three different stacks of Temmie Flakes: one is 3G, one is 1G, and one is 20G. There is also an option to send it to colleg...?...for 1000G. At least it's not as much as when Sans jokingly tried to scam him out of 50000G back in the snow fields, but it was still too much. Then he remembered the Dog Residue. He tried using it and discovered how when he used it, his inventory got filled with more residue and dog salads.. This gave him an idea. With this, some of his unneeded items, and some (possible) extra time, Hiro was able to procure a 1000G. He gave the shopkeeper the money and the Temmie was very excited to receive it, to the point of its entire body and counter leaving the shop and the face behind for a few moments. Hiro didn't have enough time to comprehend what just happened before Temmie's body and counter returned. It stated that it has returned from cool leg and learned many things, including about a new item, the Temmie Armor! Unfortunately, it will cost him 9999G. He decided that giving Temmie the 1000G for college was good enough and left the shop. Once he saved again, he departed the village and continued onward. He continued on the path until he couldn't go further and had to go back to open a new path. This path led up to another area where instead of mushrooms, there are lanterns and purple crystals. According to the sign on the wall, monsters used these items to light their way when lost in the dark. He soon saw why as he trekked through the area. It was getting dark unless he lit up a lantern. He did get stuck in a few spots and ran into a few battles, like with a Woshua and an Aaron, but he was able to get out with little to some damage. Nothing that a few food items can't handle. Exiting out of the lit path area, Hiro kept walking until the corridor was getting darker and darker. He couldn't really see, but he did brush against something like an echo flower. He knew because an unfamiliar voice came from it.
??? (medium-deep female voice): Behind you.
Hiro froze. Like before when he first met Sans, he didn't want to turn around. Maybe just a peek....and he immediately regretted it. As light brightened the area, behind him....was Undyne. The moment the voice came through the helmet, Hiro realized that it was the same metallic voice from the flower.
Undyne (steps forward twice): ….Seven.
Hiro: S-Seven...?
Undyne: Seven human souls... With the power of seven human souls, our king...King Asgore Dreemurr...will become a god. With that power, Asgore can finally shatter the barrier. He will finally take the surface back from humanity, and give them back the suffering and pain that we have endured.
Hiro: Uuh...uum..but-
Undyne: Understand, human? This is your only chance at redemption.
Hiro: Re...Re..demp-
Undyne: Give up your soul...or I'll tear it from your body. (gets into a fighting stance as a long aquamarine spear appeared in her hands, aiming it at Hiro)
Undyne drew closer to Hiro as she is prepared to skewer Hiro with her spear. As she drew closer, Hiro could see the light of his soul pulsating hard, flickering like his own racing heart. Before a battle could begin, out of the patch of tall grass, Monster Kid rushed out in between them.
Monster Kid: Undyne!!! I'll help you fight!!!
Hiro: ….
Undyne: …..
Monster Kid (faces Hiro): YO!!! You did it!! Undyne is RIGHT in front of you!!! You got front row seats to her fight!!!
Hiro (laughs nervously): Yeah...it's great...No, it's not....
MK (looks between them again): ….Wait...Who's she fighting??? (gets his cheek grabbed and pulled away by Undyne) H-Hey! You aren't going to tell my parents about this, are you??
As Hiro watched as Undyne pulled MK away, he brushed against the flower again, hearing MK's voice. He shook off the remainder of his distress and found a path leading upwards. He soon entered a watery path area dotted with echo flowers and light specks. Each of the echo flower he passed by had a conversation between two monsters. One of them asked the other to not laugh at their wish, which is that they'd climb out of the mountain. They were upset that they were laughed at, but the other stated that they also had the same wish. As he approached dry land, he spotted a sign on the wall and read it.
Hiro: “However, there is a prophecy.” Oh, the prophecy Mr. Gerson talked about! “The Angel...The One Who Has Seen The Surface... They will return. And the underground will go empty.” …..Um....
Hiro had a horrific vision flash through his mind. Monsters were being slaughtered and a shadowed figure with a red smily face stood upon a giant pile of dust. A yellow star descended from the sky and illuminated the figure from behind. The lit-up parts looked similar to him....
Hiro: AAAAAH!!! ….....Why....am I...having these things...? I don't get it....
Hiro staggered his way out of the area and came across a long bridge. He slowly made his way across it, but before he reached the end, MK called out to and approached him, albeit cautiously.
MK: I know I'm not supposed to be here, but...I wanna ask you something.
Hiro: ….Yes?
MK: Man, I never had to ask anyone this before.... Umm...Yo...You're human, right?
Hiro: ….. (nods) ...Yes...
MK: Haha, man! I knew it!
Hiro: Huh?
MK: Well, I know it now, I mean...
Hiro: She told you...huh?
MK (nods): Undyne told me , um... “stay away from that human.”
Hiro: …..
MK: So...like..umm...I guess that makes us enemies or something. But I kinda stink at that, haha...
Hiro: I don't want it to be that way....
MK (rubs his foot on the wood of the bridge): ...Yo, say something mean so I can hate you? Please?
Hiro (shakes his head): No.
MK: Yo, what? So I have to do it? (mutters under his breath) Here goes nothing...
Hiro: ….
MK: Yo, I...I hate your guts.
Hiro: ….Hm.
MK: Man, I..I'm such a turd...
Hiro: No, you're not. I'm not going to- (a vision flickered, but shakes it off) I'm not going to hurt you.
MK: Hmm... I'm..I'm gonna go home now. (backs up then rushes off, trips then slips off the bridge, catching the edge with his mouth) Yo, w-w-wait! Help! I tripped!
Hiro: Oh no! (spots Undyne appearing across the bridge) Ah. (a vision flickers where Undyne is hurt, but returns as a much stronger monster; it disappears when he hears MK yelling) I'll help you! (rushes over to MK and pulls him up to safety)
MK: Phew. (sees Undyne approaching) Y..y..yo...dude..If...If y-you wanna hurt my friend...you're gonna have to get through me first.
Hiro: Monster Kid...
Undyne (backs away): …. (walks off)
MK: She's gone. Yo, you really saved my skin.
Hiro: I didn't want you to fall down like that.
MK: Guess being enemies was just a nice thought, haha. We'll just have to be friends instead.
Hiro: Hehe...Yeah, I like that better.
MK: ...Man, I should REALLY go home...I bet my parents are really worried about me. (walks away before turning back) Later, dude!
Hiro: Later! (watches MK leave) That was close....Undyne...I saw her with more spikes...and red? Hmn...I don't wanna meet that version...
Hiro managed to push himself forward from the bridge to another area with a much smaller bridge and into another place where a large cave entrance is present. He was just about to enter it when he noticed someone on top of the pointed cave overlooking the horizon where it was like the sun was on its red stage of setting, crags of rocks lining the landscape, and two towers that look like they were part of the Industrial era. That red tassel...it was Undyne.
Undyne: Seven. Seven human souls, and King Asgore will become a god. Six. That's how many we've collected thus far. Understand?
Hiro: So...they're...dead? Then....it means...
Undyne: Through your seventh and final soul, this world will be transformed. But first, as customary for those who make it this far, I shall tell you the tragic tale of our people. It all started, long ago....
Hiro: ….
Undyne: …..No, you know what? SCREW IT! WHY SHOULD I TELL YOU THAT STORY WHEN YOU'RE ABOUT TO DIE?! NGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
Hiro: Aah!
The area lit up in a blinding white light, and when Hiro was able to see again, the armored monster had removed her helmet. It turns out that the red tassel was actually Undyne's long red hair and that she is a fish woman. Piercing yellow and green eyes with the left one hidden by a black eyepatch, scaly bluish-green skin, sharp teeth, she looked fierce.
Undyne: YOU! You're standing in the way of everybody's hopes and dreams!
Hiro: Wha- No, I'm not!
Undyne: Alphys's history books made me think humans are cool...with their giant robots and flowery swordswomen...
Hiro: Where did I hear that name before...? Wait, what?
Undyne: BUT YOU? You're just a coward! Hiding behind that kid so you could run away from me again!
Hiro: That's not true!!
Undyne: And let's not forget your wimpy goody-two-shoes-schtick! Oooh! I'm making such a difference by hugging random strangers!
Hiro (scratches his cheek): I didn't hug everyone...
Undyne: You know what would be more valuable to everyone? IF YOU WERE DEAD!!
Hiro: If...If I was dead?!
Undyne: That's right, human! Your continued existence is a crime! Your life is all that stands between us and our freedom! Right now, I can feel everyone's hearts pounding together! Everyone's been waiting their whole lives for this moment! But we're not nervous at all. When everyone puts their hearts together, they's can't lose!
Hiro: ….
Undyne: Now, human! Let's end this. Right here, right now! I'll show you how determined monsters can be! Step forward when you're ready! Fuhuhuhuhuhuhu!
Hiro: Umm.. (the red word DETERMINATION flashed; he holds his head before the strain fades; notices a Save Star) Hmn...Can I just not fight her? (touches the star) But I can't, can I?
A soft breeze became stronger to the point of howling. Hiro had no choice but to face Undyne. He'll get to see whose determination is stronger, his or hers.
Undyne: That's it, then...! No more running away! (leaps off the mountain and dives at Hiro with her spear pointed down at him) HERE I COME!!!
Hiro jumped back as Undyne landed in front of him, the area exploding into gray-scale and his soul was forced out. Before he could do anything, Undyne swiped her spear at his soul, turning it green and finding himself holding a spear. He tried to move away from her, but he found that he couldn't move.
Hiro: What?!
Undyne: Fuhuhu... As long as you're GREEN, you CAN'T ESCAPE! As long as you face danger head on, you won't last a SECOND against me.
Hiro: Oh no!
Hiro was unsure of what to do. He pleaded with Undyne that he didn't want to fight, but his words fell on deaf ears. He managed to block some of the red arrow bullets, but not all of them. He was reprimanded for doing terribly, but he just didn't want to fight her. He missed a few arrows and the last one struck his soul. He could feel himself splitting in half as he watched his soul physically cracked down the middle.
Hiro (tries to hold his soul together): N....No...don-
With the sound and look like glass shattering, Hiro's soul broke into pieces. His world soon fell into darkness and so did he.
Hiro has died.
TO BE CONTINUED
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