the way I want to ask you about all of your wips ksajdhfkjsadf the titles all sound so interesting!!! But hmmm I suppose I will go with My what sharp teeth you have
Oh god don’t get me started, I’d ramble about each and every one of these au’s for hours it’d drive you absolutely nuts.
This one is basically a revamped au of another au, because I’ve gone and turned it into a multi chapter instead of just one. Instead of trolls it’s monsters.
And for context Claire got bit by the monster they were hunting and didn’t tell them. Most of the group end up as something other than human or human adjacent by the end, except Douxie he’s been something for a very long time haha.
He stares at the lump of sheets, pillows and blankets, hoping it’ll give any indication it’s awake, let alone alive because she hasn’t moved at all. Taking up the middle of Blinky and Aaarrrgghh’s king sized bed.
“Anything?” Toby asks quietly, his voice worn and shaky as he enters the dark room.
Jim shakes his head. “Blinky said to let her rest.”
“Is she gonna sleep the whole day away?” Toby tries to joke but it falls flat, there is something seriously wrong with their friend and they both know it.
And recently, but also concededly seems to worsen in turn with the oncoming full moon.
It was the little things over the past month, ever since they’d went on that failed mission, lost their target and it ended with Claire limping behind the group in the dark, moonlight accompanying them.
Claiming she must have pulled something in her leg.
Darci said she’d almost punched Shannon in the face for bumping into her on accident in the hallway. Mary kept complaining that the flash on her phone was repeatedly messing up their pictures becasue it’d make her best friends eyes look all reflective and glowy.
It was the frequent undeniable, unexplainable bouts of anger.
Toby almost lost his head in the forge during training a week ago.
“Hey! I didn’t mean to trip you!” He shrieked as he threw his hands up and Claire just seethed at him like she wanted to tear him in two.
It was unsettling, frankly.
Two days prior to their current debacle is when things took a real turn. She wouldn’t even so much as open her mouth to speak, Toby formally dubbed it the silent treatment. Jim got the feeling it was something more.
They’d been at Blinky and Aaarrrgghh’s house that afternoon and she’d disappeared from the living room for almost an hour. Jim and Toby went searching for her after just twenty minutes. Jim was the one who’d found her.
He’d heard the sink running in the bathroom, the splash of water and sound of wet droplets hitting the tile.
Jim hesitantly knocked and the bathroom went silent, she opened the door moments later and claimed she needed to go.
Giving some bumbling, half baked excuse, homework.
But he’d treaded back into the bathroom minutes later after she left, just to be sure. Jim felt his body go cold as he stood in the small room. There was blood, most of it had been cleaned up, hidden but it was there, smudged along the edge of the sink.
Jim couldn’t figure out why until he saw her again. She’d been avoiding them all day at school.
It was her teeth.
Which is frankly weird to say, but that’s what finally stamped out any indication this could be anything else. The stress of school or she’d ignored Blinky’s advice and been overusing her staff.
The guy at the coffee shop, Douxie? was that his name, had sharp teeth too, his irises just a tad too red in certain shades of daylight.
But this was different.
The way they caught in the light when she spoke, or that time she’d kissed him, the sharp edges grazing against his lower lip and causing blood to welt up. He’d drawn back a bit confused but nothingness tried to assure he was fine.
And as he stared at her horrified expression did Jim realize two things.
Claire’s teeth weren’t human, which meant neither was she, not anymore.
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