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All I Want For Christmas Is You

When Halloween ended, it didn’t take long for the people in the Black Tower to begin their holiday preparations. The Senior Staff were already discussing what acts of good will they would commit during the season, and Alana had begun overseeing the decoration of her family home. “Why are you doing this so early?” Nora asked her. “You know its one of the only times that the family home is full. So, I want to make it to where my family won’t need to do much of the decorating. As Agatha and I are the ones closest, she and I will decorate the tree on Black Friday.” Alana replied. “It’s good that your family follows traditions like that.” Nora grinned. “I’m very thankful that The Red Death allowed me to continue that tradition even during my ascent to power. He didn’t have to do that.” Alana commented. “Because The Red Death still has a soul.” Nora stated. Alana shook her head. “Not just that. He still has his heart.”

★

Throughout the days leading up to November twenty-seventh, the Senior Staff gathered together in the main Recuperation Room. “I think we should give to local homeless shelters!”, “I think we should donate toys to needy kids!”, “Let’s take care of the bills for a few families this month!”, the ideas for acts of kindness poured out from the various members like a waterfall. Alana was deep in thought as everyone else talked. “What do you think Melody?” The Red Death asked. “I think we should make a list of all the needy families in the area, each of us choose at least a couple of them, then provide them with relief and goods this month. I also think that we should get the children more than just toys, but clothes, shoes and books as well. Perhaps, for every child on our list, we get them an outfit, pair of shoes, new book, and a toy. We can even take in to effect the non Christian population and still provide to them, simply for an act of goodwill. That way, everyone gets help, and needy children get a little cheer. They are a lot less fortunate than us, we should give them a bit of what they need and want. Oh, and let’s not forget the children in the hospitals around the area. At least one toy for each of them, and a meal sent to their families.” She suggested. “Do we have the budget for that, sir?” Veronica asked. The Red Death looked at Veronica with an eyebrow raised. He grabbed a tablet, tapped on it for a couple of minutes and handed it to her. “I see. We have more than enough.” Veronica replied. “I think it’s a fantastic idea!” Renee called. “We can even get the Paladins in on this! That way, we can help more people!” Nora cheered. “I’m in.” Derek chimed in. “Here here!”, “Let’s do this!”, “Huzzah!”, the room boomed with approval. “So, it’s unanimous. Melody’s idea wins.” The Red Death chuckled. “We deal with so much death, this is a lovely idea that can help people across the board, even if it is just for a little bit.” Lyra stated.

After much more discussion, each member of the Senior Staff was given a family to spoil. As they left the Recuperation Room to begin their missions, The Red Death held Alana back. “I know you’re going home for Christmas. When will you be leaving here?” He asked. “Probably the morning of Christmas Eve. Sam and Ken will get to the house the night before, and Mom and Nate are set to come home that day as well. Don’t worry... I’ll be back the day after Boxing Day.” She replied. “You know you don’t need to worry about when you’ll be back. I just want you to have fun.” He grinned. “Thanks for this. Although, I know that, if I’m not back in time for the New Year’s Party, all hell will break loose.” She chuckled. “When it comes to your missions, just buy the stuff for the kids. I’ll buy the food and deliver everything. After all, you are the only person in this tower who is leaving it for the holidays.” He ordered. She looked at him, puzzled. “Are Brandon and Jack not having Nora over?” She asked. “They’ve decided to spend the day here.” He replied. “Ah.” She nodded.

★

“Melody are you ready? It’s time to decorate the tree!” Agatha called from the living room in the main Roster family home. The family matriarch, Margaret, sat in the rocking chair next to a big box of ornaments. Alana dashed into the room. “Sorry, I was working on something.” She huffed. “You’re always working on something. It’s time to have fun!” Margaret stated. “I know, but Oma, you know I’m a busy woman.” Alana explained as she stood next to her grandmother. “I know, but, you need to slow down a bit.” Margaret replied. “I’ve been saying that for over a year, Mom, but she won’t listen.” Agatha commented as she turned on Christmas music. “Sweetie, you can’t be running all the time. Sometimes, you have to sit back and enjoy the view.” Margaret smiled as she held Alana’s arm. “But the view I want to see is almost within my sight! I’m almost to my ultimate goal!” Alana excitedly protested. “It’s not good for you to always be running. Even Nathaniel has been saying that.” Agatha stated. “I know... But still...” Alana sighed. “Alright, let’s get to the tree!” Margaret ordered.

As the three women took decorations and ornaments out of boxes and put them on the tree, they talked about memories. Margaret picks up a purple heart ornament with a pink decoration on it. Agatha: “Awe! Mels! It’s your Hannah Montana ornament! Remember your pop star phase?” Alana: “I’m trying to forget about it...” Margaret: “I don’t see why. You have a lovely singing voice.”

Margaret picks up an ornament that looks like a playing card. Margaret: “Sam’s card ornament! What game was that that she was so obsessed with?” Alana: “YuGiOh! That’s her Blue-Eyes White Dragon. She put it in a card protector and turned it into an ornament for safe keeping.” Agatha: “I thought you all were in to Pokemon...” Alana: “We are. But, we all prefer the games and anime over the cards.”

Margaret picks up an ornament that looks like Merida. Alana: “Mom’s Brave ornament!” Margaret: “We were singing “Noble Maiden Fair” before Disney popularized it.” Margaret picks up a metal ornament that’s in the shape of a cat. Margaret: “Sylvester’s ornament.” Alana, who tears up and begins to sniffle: “I miss him...”

★

“Mels! This is a wonderful idea! I’m glad the R.D.R is doing this! I wanna take part! If there’s a family that I can do that to, let me know!” Severina cheered. “Well, there are a couple of families that are on the list that the Senior Staff and I can’t get to... I’ll send you the details later today.” Alana smiled as they walked around the shops. “Fantastic! I can’t wait to put a smile on their faces!” Severina beamed. “Have you finished your shopping?” Alana asked. “Not yet. I haven’t quite decided on what to get you. Do you know what you want?” Severina asked. Alana shook her head. “The item I want most is on its way... I hope.” She replied. “That book you’ve been talking about for months? What was it called again? The Toll?” Severina asked. “No. The Toll is a book I’m still waiting on. It’s The Living that is on its way. I’ve waited two years for that book. I preordered it when Isaac Marion said that it was available. It’ll be a signed, hardcover, first edition, fresh off the press, copy. It’s that zombie book I’ve been waiting for.” Alana replied.

As they went through the shops and Alana purchased the items for the needy kids on her list, Severina kept talking about how great the holidays were gonna be. “We’ll play games and eat ourselves sick!” She cheered. “And your dad will get mad like he always does.” Alana commented. Severina stuck her tongue out at her. “This year, I don’t care if my father gets angry with me! I wanna enjoy myself!” She scoffed. Alana smiled. “Not to mention, how, if everything goes well, you won’t have to deal with your father any more soon.” She added. Severina hugged her. “Yeah! After that’s all over, my father won’t have any power in my mom’s and my life! I still don’t see why this investigation is taking months to do....” She replied. “Because you and your mom need time to build up your lives so you two won’t fail after he’s gone. I’ve told you that for weeks. Make it to where there is no way that you two will ever need him. During this time, the police and I are getting every ounce of evidence we need to lock your father away for good.” Alana explained.

A few minutes later, they had wandered into a bookstore. “Are we gonna have a snowball fight?” Severina asked. “Probably.” Alana grinned as she looked over the books. Suddenly, a book on a shelf in the book caught her eye. She walked over to the shelf and gazed at the book. It was an old detective novel by Agatha Christie. She picked the book up, looked closer at it, and smiled. A first edition. “I’m sure he has a copy of this one, but he doesn’t have a copy like this.” She thought. She took the book to the counter. “Either you’re a hardcore Agatha Christie fan, or you’re a fan of rare books.” The girl commented. “The man I love is a major fan of Hercule Poirot. I’m sure he has a copy of this one, but it’s not a first edition. This will be a perfect Christmas present.” Alana explained. “Would you like it gift wrapped?” The girl asked, smiling as she rang the book up. Alana shook her head. “No, I like wrapping presents myself.” She grinned as she slid her card in the card reader. “That’s so sweet. I hope he likes it.” The girl handed her the book in a bag with her receipt. “I hope so too. Thank you.” Alana took the bag, looked at it hopefully and began looking for Severina. “Have a great day! Merry Christmas!” the girl called as Alana walked off. “So, find anything good?” Severina asked. “Yeah, Nathaniel’s Christmas present.” Alana replied.

★

“Get in assholes, we’re going light looking!” Alana cheered as Castiel, Priya, and Nathaniel stood before a van. “Why do I have to drive?” Nora asked. “Because it will be good for you.” Alana replied. “Why are we doing this?” Nathaniel asked. “Because! Light Looking is a fun holiday event! We get hot chocolate, fast food, blankets and pillows and listen to Christmas music while we drive around and look at everyone’s light displays! Come on guys! Please?” Alana cheered. Nathaniel, Castiel and Priya looked around at each other and sighed. “Alright, if it’ll make you happy.” Nathaniel slightly grinned as he got into the van. “And why are we here?” Priya asked. Alana looked at them blankly. “Because its more fun with more people and you guys are my friends.” She stated. Priya looked at Castiel, shrugged, and got into the van. Castiel looked at Alana and smiled. “Is this what you really want?” He asked. “Yes.” Alana cheerfully cooed. “Alright, I’ll do it.” He chuckled as he got in the van. “Fantastic!” Alana cheered as she got in.

“Does your family decorate the outside of the main house in Weathering at this time of year?” Priya asked as they drove through the suburban sections of the city, listening to Christmas music, eating snacks and drinking hot cocoa. “Yeah. It’s tradition that the closest family members are required to do it. This year, Agatha and I had that task. There are lights in the trees and along the fence. We even have metal Santa hats for the dragons on the gate and the mailbox. Its not much, but people like it. We used to always get comments from local kids and our postmen before mom, Sam and I moved.” Alana explained. “Why don’t you stop, now that you don’t live there anymore?” Priya asked. “Because that house has been in our family for several generations. It’s been my family’s primary home since my great, great, grandmother bought it when my great, grandmother was a child. Typically, the next head of the family inherits it. It’s going to mom. Then, even though I’m mom’s successor, it will be going to Sam. Decorating it is a tradition that my family follows because, at it’s core, even though most of us don’t live there anymore, it is still home to us.” Alana continued to explain. “That’s really sweet.” Priya cooed.

As they drove through the city they saw many beautiful displays. Lights, music, beloved characters, it all made them feel warm. “Are you all gonna see family this season?” Nora, innocently, asked. Nathaniel and Castiel looked down. “I’ll be seeing my parents, but only for a couple of days.” Priya piped up. Alana put her hand on Nathaniel’s arm. “You could spend the holiday with me. I’m sure my family will happily welcome you.” She whispered into his ear. “I’m not ready for that. Besides, I’ll spend part of that day with Amber.” He whispered back. “Oh.” Alana looked down. “Thank you for the offer.” Nathaniel whispered, lovingly.

★

“Calm down, everyone!” Rayan called as he stood before his class. When the class became silent, he gave everyone a grin. “Now, I know that some of you will be starting your winter break after this, but I want you all to remember, learning does not stop at that door. Take in the beauty of the season, and appreciate the art that comes with it. Have a good break.” He announced as the class ended. Alana walked up to the podium. “You gonna watch the BBC’s rerun marathon of all the Doctor Who Christmas specials during the break?” She asked. “Maybe. You know Christmas isn’t my favorite time of year.” He replied, a hint of sadness in his voice. Alana looked down and attempted to be cheery. “I get that. But, hopefully, something will help you feel better.” She replied as she took a package out of her backpack and set it on the podium. “Merry Christmas Rayan.” She smiled as she walked out of the auditorium.

Rayan looked at the package, curiously, and began to open it. Inside was a DVD copy of Matt Smith’s era of Doctor Who, a Deadpool comic, a set of Batman shaped chocolate, and a note.

“From one geek to another. I hope this adds some cheer during this season.

- Melody Alana Roster”

He read the note and smiled. “Thanks Alana.”

★

The hustle and bustle throughout the Black Tower became more celebratory. The Jewish members celebrated Hanukkah and invited Alana to join in on their fun. She took part in at least one night of the celebrations. “If you ever wanna join in on our holiday, please feel free to!” The girl who invited her smiled. “Yes, thank you so much for giving us some of your time!” a boy beamed. “Thank you for the invite! It was a lot of fun!” Alana smiled as she left the room. The other members of the Senior Staff were continuing their work on their missions. Alana had dropped off her mission purchases in the Red Death’s office.

“Severina talked to me about the mission. I gave her three families to help out and she went above and beyond. I’m impressed.” The Red Death commented. “She really wanted to help and she loved our mission.” Alana smiled. “That’s amazing. I’ll be sure to give her credit for all the work she’s done.” He replied. “Thank you, sir.” Alana bowed. “Alright, go get ready for your holiday.” He ordered.

★

The morning of Christmas Eve, Alana had been walking through the city, getting the last items she needed before she had to leave for Weathering. “Alright, got the treats from that local bakery that I like. Got all the presents loaded into my Mini Cooper, the Tower won’t fall into ruin while I’m gone. Nathaniel and everyone here know when I’ll be back. Sam and Ken got to the house last night. Mom and Nate should be getting there right about now. The shops should all be closing in the next couple of hours. I even got myself some yummy treats for breakfast! I’m still waiting on The Living to come in.” She thought out loud as she made her way back to the Black Tower.

When she got back to Death’s Domain, she saw Nathaniel standing outside her door. “My, my!! It really is Christmas. It’s just a damn shame I don’t have any mistletoe around!” She cheered when she saw him. “I wanted to see you before you leave.” He said, nervously. “I’ll only be gone a few days. I promise I’ll be home in time for New Years.” She cooed as she opened the door and let him in. “Would you like something to eat? I guarantee I bought too much for myself.” She offered as she set her purchases on the table. “Are you sure?” He asked. “I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t sure. Come on, let’s eat.” She insisted as she pulled out the food and a couple of plates. “Thanks, Alana.” He smiled as he sat down. Alana noticed him placing a package on the ground next to him. “What’s that?” She asked. He looked at her and nervously blushed. “I-I got you something.” He muttered. Her heart skipped a beat. “That’s really sweet! I’ve got something for you too.” She mused. He looked surprised for a second. “Really?” He asked. Alana got up from the table, walked over to the Christmas tree, picked up a present, brought it over to the table and sat down. “Do you wanna do this, then eat? Or do you wanna eat first?” She asked, lovingly. Nathaniel looked at the gift, then at the food, and his stomach growled. “Can we eat first?”

After eating their meal, Alana cleared the table, took the present she had gotten for Nathaniel to the couch, sat down and motioned for him to follow in her stead. He picked up the present at his feet, walked over to her and sat down. He sat the package on the table next to hers. She picked up the small package and handed it to him. “You first.” She beamed. He took it in his hands and began to open it. When all of the paper was off the book, he looked at it. “Its a first edition. Where did you find this?” He asked, shocked, a smile making it’s way onto his face. “There’s a bookshop in the more aristocratic part of the city. I was there with Severina one day and I found it in the back on a shelf.” She explained. “Thank you Alana. I love it.” He blushed. Nathaniel laid the book on the couch next to him, picked up the remaining present and handed it to her. She unwrapped the present, opened the box and looked at the item in shock. “Nathaniel, you remembered!” She choked as she pulled out a blue and white teddy bear. Nathaniel put his hand on his neck and nervously looked away. “Amber dragged me to the mall one day... I saw that in that bear building store and thought of you...” He explained. The bear was a deep blue with white spots all over it, resembling snow. It had yellow pajama’s and a deep blue robe on. On it’s wrist was a large plush bell. Hanging from it’s ear was a tag that looked like a golden train ticket. “Nathaniel, you didn’t have to get me anything...” Alana smiled. “I know, but I wanted to.” He replied. She set the bear down on the coffee table, got closer to him and kissed his cheek, sweetly. “Thank you so much Nath. It means the world to me.” She cooed. He scooted away from her, nervously, and his blush became more prominent. “M-Merry C-Christmas A-Alana.” He stuttered as he grabbed the book. She chuckled, grabbed the bear and stood up. “Merry Christmas Nathaniel.”

A couple of hours later, the gate at the main Roster family home in Weathering opened and Alana’s car pulled into the driveway. Sam opened the door as Alana got out of her car. “Welcome home, asshole!” Sam called as she walked towards the car. “Merry Christmas jackass!” Alana called as she started pulling stuff out of the car. “Good to see you, sis.” Sam patted Alana on the back. “You too, Sam.” Alana smiled. “Mom and Nate aren’t home yet. A package was sent here for you. The Red Death directed it to come here.” Sam explained as they walked into the manor. They walked to the kitchen and sat the goodies on the counter. “Mom and Nate will be home this evening. As for what he sent here, I’m not sure what it is.” Alana replied. “Well, he’s not the type to send gifts like that, is he? He typically gives you guys stuff directly, or sends messengers, right?” Sam asked. “Typically... Unless...” Alana began as her eyes shot up and she bolted to her room.

Alana threw open the door, ran to the bed, pulled out a knife and opened the package. “FINALLY! TWO YEARS OF WAITING AND IT’S FINALLY HERE!” She called as she picked up the book. Two years of waiting patiently, watching out for Isaac Marion’s email updates, a hint of despair when one update said that it might not get finished, hope when the emails began talking about the looming completion, and utter joy when preorders became available had all lead up to this. She opened the book and smelled the pages. “Ahhh... Freshly printed!” She sighed. She turned to the title page and saw the signature. She closed the book, looked in the box, pulled out the two packets and smiled. “The signed bonus stories!” She cheered. She quickly placed the book on the bed, sat down, and delved into the stories. After a few minutes, she placed the packets on her desk. “Those were lovely.” She sighed as she grabbed the book and went back downstairs.

“He must have seen that it would come in while I’m here!” Alana cheered as she walked into the living room and held up her book for Sam and Ken to see. “Isn’t that the book you’ve been waiting on for a while?” Ken asked. “Two years, yes.” Alana confirmed. “Well then, good for the Red Death. Although, you’d better understand, you can’t tear into that book the entire time. I know you’ve been waiting forever for it, but you need to stay in our world for a bit.” Sam chuckled. Alana rolled her eyes. “I know. I’ll just read in my free time.” She sighed. “Good. Mom texted me, she’ll be home in a couple of hours.” Sam announced.

Hours later, while Sam, Ken, Margaret and Alana were in the kitchen preparing the meal for the following day, the front door flew open, allowing some of the snow to come in to the manor. “Mom!” Sam and Alana cheered in unison as they sauntered towards the entryway. “We’re home!” Lynne announced as she and Nate walked into the entryway and shook off the snow. “Welcome home mom.” Alana smiled as she hugged her mother. “Hey Nate.” She cheered as she hugged her step-father. “Welcome back guys.” Sam smiled as she hugged them. “My babies! I’ve missed you two so much!” Lynne cheered as she looked at her daughters. “Is Nathaniel not with you?” She asked Alana. “No. I invited him, but he’s spending tomorrow with his sister. He came to Death’s Domain this morning and we ate breakfast and did our gift exchange.” Alana clarified. “What did he give you?” Nate asked. “The Polar Express bear from the bear building shop.” Alana blushed. “Awe, he must have remembered your favorite Christmas movie!” Lynne smiled.

It didn’t take long for everyone to eat dinner and get settled into the living room. The Christmas Eve movie that was chosen was Hogfather. As the movie progressed, and Death did the Hogfather’s job, Alana couldn’t help but be reminded of why she chose the Grim Reaper as her R.D.R avatar. It was, of course, an homage to her favorite incarnation of him. She never got over the part of him saving the little match girl in Hogfather. The scene in the movie was playing. “You’re not supposed to do that.” Alfred said as Death refilled the little match girl’s hourglass. "The Hogfather gives presents. There's no better present than a future." Death pointed out as he picked the little girl up off the street. Terry Pratchett’s version of the Grim Reaper was what she wanted to resemble when doing her job.

After the movie was over, and everyone had gone to bed, Alana made sure to leave a pork pie and a glass of sherry for Santa with a note saying “The Hogfather likes this, maybe you’ll appreciate something different.”. She knew that no one would come for it, but she giggled at the principle of the thing. She went back to her room, put the bear Nathaniel gave her in her lap, texted Nathaniel “Goodnight”, and began reading her book. “I’ll just read a couple of chapters, then I’ll go to sleep.” She mused as she read.

★

The morning of Christmas Day was always a fun one. With no little kids waking up early to make a ruckus, it was up to Sam and Alana to wake up and begin the festivities. As Alana descended the stairs in her pajamas, she smelled bacon being cooked in the kitchen. “Merry Christmas fuckface!” Sam cheered as she stood over the stovetop. “Merry Christmas you overdeveloped cum shot!” Alana mused as she walked into the kitchen, pulled out a griddle and began preparing pancakes. As the pancakes cooked, Alana pulled out her phone and sent a “Merry Christmas” message to Nathaniel. He quickly came back with a “Merry Christmas” message. As the smell of the girls’ cooking became stronger, Ken, Lynne and Nate wandered into the room. “Smells delicious!” Lynne mused. “Can I have some?” Nate asked. “We’re eating good today!” Ken cheered.

Not long after breakfast, there was a knock on the door. Everyone had gotten dressed and was beginning to work on the next preparations for the evening feast. “They’re here early.” Sam smiled. “At this rate, they might as well spend the night here!” Alana commented as she went to open the door. “MELS!” Severina cheered as she threw her arms around her. “Hey Rini!” Alana mused as she hugged Severina. She looked at the people behind Severina. “Hey Viktor, aunt Verity!” She called. Viktor came into the manor holding a large stack of gifts. “Hey Mels!” He smiled as he did his best to balance the stack in his arms. “Do you need help?” Alana asked. “I’d appreciate it.” He sighed. She chuckled and took some of the packages away from him. “Thanks.” He smiled as they walked to the living room and set the presents around the tree.

Throughout the day, the manor filled with the Roster clan and close friends. Agatha, Seraphina, Kirk, Kai and Ravenna had all shown up. As soon as Kai had entered the living room, he was met with sharp glares from Viktor, Severina, Ken, Sam and Alana. “Already judging, I see.” Kai commented as he sat down in a chair in the corner. “If you weren’t so disrespectful, you wouldn’t be receiving this treatment.” Sam spat. “The least you can do is be a good little boy and remain silent.” Severina shot. “Oh, and don’t forget to thank OUR FAMILY for making sure your daughter doesn’t turn into a wretched disgrace like you!” Alana added. Ken and Viktor looked at each other, then shot Kai disgusted looks. “Come on? Nothing from you two?” Kai asked them. “The girls have got it covered.” Viktor stated as Ken nodded in agreeance. Kai then scoffed and left the room. He could be heard muttering the phrases “fucking assholes” and “no respect” as he walked out. A minute later, Ravenna ran into the room, Seraphina following suit. “MELS! SAMI! RINI! KEN! VIKY!” Ravenna cheered as she made her way around the room, giving everyone hugs. “Hey kiddo.”, “Hey Kid.”, “Merry Christmas Ravenna.”, “Good afternoon little one.” they all greeted. “Hey kids.” Seraphina smiled. “Hey Sera.” Alana grinned. “I see you’ve all instantly jumped on Kai.” Seraphina commented. “I know Christmas is about “Peace on Earth” and “Good will towards men”, but he’s been an insufferable prick the past few years, so, we’ll ignore peace and good will in an effort to show him that.” Sam explained. “Not to mention how he’s disrespected mom, Sam and me A LOT over the past few years!” Alana commented. “Sera, he has become a selfish, self centered, overly entitled, fool.” Severina stated. “Okay, I get it. But, can we please tone that down for the holiday? I’ll tell him to do the same.” Seraphina requested. Sam and Alana rolled their eyes. “Fine, I guess.” Sam sighed. “Whatever.” Alana shot.

It wasn’t long before the ham was in it’s final hours of cooking and everyone could gather in the living room to open presents. “Did you get something from Nathaniel?” Severina asked. “Yeah, that Polar Express bear that just came out.” Alana replied. “Awe! He remembered!” Severina cooed. Lynne began passing the presents out to everyone. Ravenna had gotten a bunch of toys from various genres. Superheroes from Alana, Anime from Sam and Ken, Sci-Fi from Lynne and Nate, and Princesses from everyone else. “Looks like her villains are up a creek without a paddle!” Alana joked. “Oh yeah! They won’t know what hit them!” Ravenna cheered. “Mels? Sam? Did you two not get Kai anything?” Seraphina asked. “Nope.” Alana replied. “Why would I?” Sam asked. Seraphina, and Lynne sighed. Kai opened the three presents he received. “Thanks guys.” He sheepishly grinned. Ken, Viktor, Agatha, Seraphina, Kirk, Margaret, Harold, Nate, Lynne and Verity opened their presents. “Thanks everyone.”, “This is so sweet!”, “You all know me!”, “This is lovely!”, “Thanks fam!”, “This is amazing!”, “So cute!”, “Fantastic!”, “I love it!”, “Divine!” they all cheered as they put the trash in the bag. Severina began to open her presents. “Oh my gosh! These are amazing!” She cheered. Alana had gotten her a collection of all of the Pokemon movies. Sam had gotten her a bunch of Sailor Moon items. Viktor had gotten her Disney stuff. The family got her various other things that was on her wish list. Sam opened her presents. The pile of items around Sam looked like an explosion of Batman. “This was awesome!” She beamed. Alana began to open her presents. Agatha gave her filaments for her 3D printer. Margaret gave her a Sailor Moon plush. Seraphina gave her a set of Stewart Semple’s paints. Lynne gave her figures of Death from the Discworld Emporium. Nate gave her Doctor Who items. Verity gave her a black, Doctor Who, long coat. Viktor gave her a Rowlet plush from Pokemon. Severina gave her a set of Sailor Moon Funko Pops. Then came Sam’s presents to her... Alana unwrapped the gift and instantly became awestruck. “Sam, this is a Hong Kong exclusive.” She commented. “Yeah, I got a contact to get it to me.” Sam replied. Alana picked up the item and showed everyone. In Alana’s hand was a portable power bank shaped like the Cosmic Heart compact from Sailor Moon. “There’s more in that box.” Sam smiled. Alana pulled out a Spiral Heart Rod selfie stick and a Cosmic Heart popcorn bucket from Universal Studios Japan. “See, it matches the Crystal Star and Cutie Moon Rod stuff I got for Rini!” Sam beamed. Tears came to Alana’s eyes. “Sam.” She sputtered. “Awe, come on! You know I love you!” Sam chuckled. “Awe!” A bunch of people smiled.

After the trash from the presents had been cleared away, and all members who didn’t live in the house had put their presents in boxes and bags, Sam, Ken, Lynne, Seraphina, Agatha, Viktor and Alana put the food on the table. The dinner consisted of a massive brown sugar glazed ham, turkey, two different dressings, green bean casserole, yams, mashed potatoes, white gravy, cranberry sauce, carrots, croissants and rolls. The desert table was covered in beautiful snacks brought by several members of the family. Several Christmas themed cakes, snickerdoodles, several variations of sugar cookie, shortbread cookies, gingerbread cookies, divinity, home made hard candy, truffles, pumpkin pie, pecan pie, candy canes, and cheesecake. “I see the feast is a little extra cheery this year!” Verity beamed as everyone sat down. “Yes, this is a major year for our clan! We must celebrate it properly!” Seraphina smiled. “Let’s hope that the table will have more next year!” Agatha cheered. Alana smiled. “Hopefully, it will!” She cooed. Margaret whispered something to Lynne and Lynne stood up. Everyone turned their attention to Lynne. “Family, dear friends, each Christmas, our clan celebrates another year of love, life, and the pursuit of happiness. As the stories tell, this season is for “Peace on Earth” and “Good will towards men”. Our family is no different. The past few years, we have been through many hardships, and, while I know the hardships have yet to end, and I can say that, this past year has brought us many victories. That being said, this is a time to be thankful for what we have, and look forward for what’s to come. I know you all are working hard to achieve your dreams, just as I have. Thank you all for everything you are, and everything you do! Merry Christmas!” Everyone raised their glasses and toasted to Lynne’s speech. “Merry Christmas!” They all cheered.

When dinner ended, they cleaned everything up, got everyone’s “to go” boxes ready and the kids went into the living room. “Mario Kart or Super Smash Bros.?” Sam asked. “Either way, someone is getting their ass kicked!” Alana cheered. “Let’s play Mario Kart! We played Smash last year!” Severina suggested. “I’m in.” Viktor cheered. “I’m out, I’m too full. I’ll sit and watch.” Ken sighed as he laid on the couch. Viktor, Severina, Sam and Alana proceeded to play video games for a couple of hours. Each match ending in cheers, someone groaning, and plenty of jokes and laughter.

Alana’s head had begun to hurt from the games, even with her glasses activated to “videogame mode”. “I’m gonna go to bed.” She yawned. “Okay, do you need help upstairs?” Viktor asked. “Nah, I’ll leave my presents down here, I’m just gonna go to sleep.” Alana smiled as she left the party and went to her room. Suddenly, her phone was vibrating. She took it out of her pocket, looked at it, and answered the call. Alana: “Good Evening Nathaniel.” Nathaniel: “Hey, Alana.” Alana: “I get a present and an evening phone call? It really is the most wonderful time of the year!” Nathaniel: “You sound like you’ve had fun.” Alana: “It would have been more fun if you had been here.” Alana put Nathaniel on speaker phone while she got changed into her pajamas. Nathaniel: “Alana....” Alana: “I know, I know.... You’re not ready for this yet. It’s a big thing to come to the Roster Family Christmas. Especially considering you’d be meeting Viktor, Severina and my aunt Verity. Oh, and we’re not officially back together yet.” Nathaniel: “You know...” Alana: “I know, it’s dangerous. You keep telling me that. But, you’re worth the danger. Not to mention, I’m me. I’ll survive.” Nathaniel: ... Alana took the call off of speaker phone and got into bed. Alana: “So? How was your holiday?” Nathaniel: “It was alright. I hung out with Amber for a while, then she had to spend time with our parents.” Alana: “So, for the most part, you just spent Christmas with Blanche?” Nathaniel: “Yeah.” Alana: “Well, next year, how about you spend Christmas with me?” Nathaniel: “Next year?” Alana: “Yeah. Amber can come too. We can even bring Blanche!” Nathaniel: -chuckles- “Maybe. When we get closer to that point.” Alana told Nathaniel how her Christmas went. Nathaniel: “Wow, you did have a lot of fun!” Alana: “It’s always a bit of a party around here at Christmas!” Nathaniel: “Would your family be okay if I came next year?” Alana: “Mom asked me why you didn’t come this year. Don’t worry, I told her that you and I aren’t fully official yet, and that you’re not comfortable.” Nathaniel: “Thanks Alana.” Alana: -yawns- “Of course. Hey, I’m really tired, I’m gonna go to sleep. Goodnight Nathaniel. Merry Christmas!” Nathaniel: “Okay. Goodnight and sweet dreams my Melody. Merry Christmas.” Alana ended the phone call, put her phone on the charger on her bedside table, grabbed the bear Nathaniel gave her, and curled up in bed. Viktor and Severina lightly knocked on her door, telling her that they’re staying the night and they’ll see her in the morning. Slow, calm, Christmas music rang through the house. Sam knocked on the door. “Mels! Don’t forget! We’re all having a snowball fight tomorrow! Rest up and prepare for battle!” She called. “’Night Mels!” Ken called. A couple of minutes later, Nate and Lynne called through her door. “Goodnight kiddo!”, “Sweet dreams sweetie!”. When the only thing that could be heard from outside her bedroom door was the Christmas music, Alana rolled over and muttered to herself. “He called me “his Melody”. She smiled.

As the calm took over the Roster Estate, the area felt an air of peace. The snow was still falling, the music was soothing, and everyone in the home felt warm and cozy. Sam and Ken snuggled up in their bed. Nate and Lynne cuddled in theirs. Kirk picked Ravenna up off the floor and took the child to bed. Harold had fallen asleep in a chair in the living room. Seraphina told Kai to quit complaining and go to bed, before having a cup of tea with Agatha and Margaret. Verity, Severina and Viktor took refuge in guest rooms. And Alana fell asleep without the fear of her nightmares waking her up in the middle of the night. Just as it should on Christmas, peace and love won, and for one night, all was well.

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I have been wanting to write this one for a couple of years now. It was originally going to be a lot like the first Christmas event for MCLUL, but I ended up taking a lot of liberties.

Oh, for context.... Kai gets a lot of harsh treatment in this one... You might wanna read the Cousin Mels specials.... You’ll find out why the girls can’t stand him. He’s an entitled asshole. But, hey, every family has one of those.

Credit: @candysweetposts for Lynne’s sprite, and most of the components used to make Sam’s and Severina’s sprites. andanguyen for the background of the Roster Family Home

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lovemesomesurveys · 3 years

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What is your name? Stephanie.

Do people mispronounce it often? No. Do you wish you were taller? Yeah, that would be nice. Do you have any yellow clothing? I do. What do you think of belly button piercings? Not my thing, but I don’t care what others do.

Do you like plain Lays potato chips? I like them better with ranch dip. Is there a big screen television in your house? Yes. Would you wear lime green nail polish? Sure. Have you read all of the Twilight and Harry Potter books? I read all the Twilight books, but none of the Harry Potter. Who is the hottest guy on Gossip Girl? I didn’t actually watch the show, but I thought the actor on there, Chase Crawford, was hot at the time. What city in the world would you most like to visit? In the world? There’s so many I want to visit. Would you ever get a tattoo? I’ve wanted to get one for several years, but I doubt I’ll ever go through with it. Is there such a thing as being too skinny? Yes, take it from me. It’s caused/causing me a lot of issues. Would you rather no heat in winter or no A.C in summer? No heat in the winter. I could warm up other ways and where I live it doesn’t get that cold. The heat here, however, is miserable. Have you ever had braces? Yeah, but not for my teeth. Do you do your own laundry? No, I have help with that from my mom. Have you ever read an entire book in one sitting? Yeah. Are there lots of picture frames in your house? I wouldn’t say “lots”, but there’s some. Which do you prefer: English, Irish or Australian accents? English. What color is your purse? I’ve been using my mini gray Adidas backpack. Is there anything on your bedroom door? Yes. On the front I have some postcards hung up from places I’ve traveled to and a photo of a giraffe. On the back is a mirror and a hook to hang my hats. What is the best vegetable? Spinach. Guys in eyeliner: Hot or not? I used to really be into that look back in the day. Do you own anything from Abercrombie? Not anymore. Have you ever seen your favorite band live? Some of them. Do you drink water or soda more often? Water, but I do drink soda as well. Do you have a pink bath towel? No. Do you have a paper to write? Nope. I’m done with school. Have you ever chugged a beer? Noo. I can’t chug any drink, but definitely not alcohol. Did you collect Pokemon cards back in the day? I did. What time do you eat dinner? Around 8, usually. Do you say the word "stoked"? It’s definitely not part of my everyday vocabulary, but I’ve said it. Have you even been to California? I live there. What about New York? No, but I’d like to go. Are you in love? No. Would you wear all black sneakers? Yeah? Do you like cats? Sure, but I’m definitely a doggo person. Pet turtle: yay or nay? Not for me. Do you have any friends? Nope. Do you straighten your hair? It’s been a few years since I’ve straightened my hair. Plain socks or colorful ones? I like to have both to choose from. Cute socks are fun. Are there any foreign exchange kids at your school? -- Did anyone famous come from your town/city/school? Yes. Do you care about celebrities lives? I used to keep up with that kind of stuff a lot, but I don’t as much as I used to anymore. Have you ever seen a celebrity on the street? Yes. What do you plan to major in/already major in? I majored in and got my BA in psych. Are you parents still together? Yes. Do you like the color pink? Yeah, various shades of it. Have you ever pretended to be sick? I have, but I rarely needed to pretend because I actually was often enough. Can you ice skate? No. Do you have your nose pierced? Nope. Would you ever get the back of your neck pierced? No. That sounds super painful, owww. Do you like Lifetime movies? They’re so cringe, but every now and then my mom and I will get caught up in ‘em. How do you feel about Johnny Depp? I think he’s very talented. Do you loooove Tim Burton movies? I like a few of his films. So, did you enjoy this? (It's my first. Can ya tell?) It was fine.

#personal #text #survey #surveys

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greenninjagal-blog · 5 years

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currently vibing in a two-week lockdown, can you share some of your favorite fics? i need some new things to read, and I've got too much time on my hands-

Aw man, same! The rest of my actual Spring Semester got turned online… Let’s see…..Fic recs for the pseudo End of the World (Courtesy of AO3, arranged by most prominent ship!) Keep in mind that my descriptions are shorter and written mostly for comedic effect than the actual fics, so if something looks interesting Click it! Get more info about it! Don’t just take my word! I tried my best to get a lot of variety of fics and topics and tropes, as well as authors that might not be as well known! Uhhh here are the links to lists I’ve already made for various other reasons check out my Fic Rec Masterlist!

I also am including various of my fav authors masterlists for funsies!

jungle321jungle’s || Max-isTired’s || TrashficParlour’s || Lefaystrent’s || Mine!

Completed Fics

A Deal in which Virgil tries to summon a familiar and gets a Circle King instead. And he’s really pretty. (Anxceit)

Love Like You in which Virgil decides to give up looking for a romantic partner and considers adopting instead. He finds more than he’s looking for with a set of twins and the man who watches over them (Anxceit)

A Dragon’s Tail in which Logan is cursed to be a Dragon by his best friends stepmother, Virgil is struggling to learn a power he can’t control, Patton who’d rather marry a servant than the Prince, and Roman has no clue what is going on but the Prince he’s supposed to be saving can probably kick his ass. (Logicality, Prinxiety)

A Game of Vice in which Remus kidnaps Roman and turns it into a game of who can come save him from his lonely tower. (Logicality, Prinxeity)

double down with the paradigms in which Logan tries to explain away his own OCD while dealing with the emotions he has for a certain Pre-Vet. Excellent depiction of OCD, made me cry, 300/10 would read again. (Logicality, Prinxiety)

It Takes Two to Tango in which Roman begs his brother, Logan, to let him go back in time to meet a famous dancer. Falling in Love was not part of the plan. (Prinxiety, Logicality)

A favorite star in the heavens in which everyone has at least one soulmate. They’re luckily enough to have three each. (LAMP)

Forgotten Forests and Magnified Myths in which Logan finds out very suddenly that he has the passive ability to talk to dragons. (DAMP, Remilie)

Sense5 in which five people in different countries are suddenly psychically linked together and uh…yeah fun times. (DLAMP)

Stray Hearts Are Subject To Change in which black cat hybrid Virgil plans to die very heroically in an alley and Roman completely messes up that plan by being a decent human being. (Prinxiety, Logicality)

Hidden In Shadows in which Virgil is the boogieman every adult warned you about but he doesn’t actually enjoy being scary. Good thing the three Sanders kids aren’t scared of anything. (Not so good for their very confused Dad who isn’t sure what to do about their new imaginary friend)

Paved with Good Intentions in which the dark sides agree to send Virgil to the light sides as a way to get Thomas to listen to them more. Now if Virgil can just get along with the Light sides enough to actually start making some progress…

Absent Gods and Silent Tyranny or: How Logan Learned to Stop Over Thinking and Love Everyone in which Logan is a morally grey scientist who just works for supervillains because they pay well. He doesn’t expect someone like Virgil to change that.

Series

Clouds and Moss AU in which the sides are gods and its very gay and very good. (Intrulogical, Roceit)

Colors in which Logan is an excellent Dad, Virgil is an amazing son, and the world is very colorful. (Logicality)

Labeled in which Logan is a famous superhero, Patton is a doctor, and they adopt the would-be super villain and everything is soft and lovely and I cry at the purity. (Logicality, Remilie)

Fbi!au in which the sides work for the fbi and I diligently reread these series of oneshots for a daily dose of serotonin! (Logince, Moxiety)

Growing Old is More Fun with You in which Patton is a PTA dad and so is Deceit and they have a “rivalry”. (Mociet)

Gilded Cage in which Roman is forced to dance for the fairy queen whenever she wants it. (Prinxiety)

Renegades! in which the sides live in a dystopia and fight the government while being completely in love with each other. (Prinxiety, Logiciality)

Love and Other Fairytales in which a couple decides to keep their changling and their actual son, a child is cursed gifted a voice that makes people do whatever he says, a boy makes a rotten deal for the sake of his friend, and centuries before any of this, a fae prince is tricked into an endless sleep by his brother.

The Vampire Hunting Vampire in which Virgil was turned into a monster and LPR slowly convince him he’s not as bad as he thinks he is. Through cuddles. (LAMP, DLAMP)

Wasteland, Baby! in which there are things in the woods and Patton gets,,, intimate with them. On purpose! (LAMP)

Destined in which Damian has successfully ignored his Soulmates for five years and he planned on doing it for much longer but on his twentieth birthday fate intervenes with a second soultrait that forces him to come face to face with all of them. (DLAMP)

Old Gods in which Gods sometimes walk the earth and Remus is pleased to hear that people are still making offerings to him– wait that is not a goat. And other fun stories!

Sit back and watch the world go by in which Virgil is a human abducted by alien smugglers, befriends Patton, breaks out, and everyone fears humans as space orcs, almost as much as Virgil is afraid of them.

Teaming the Pieces Together in which Thomas is a pokemon trainer and eevees just…click with him.

Tales from the Dark Sides in which the author provides a lovely hub of works where Virgil is abused by OC dark sides and DLMPR are there to help patch him up.

Uncle Emile and the Super Nephews in which Emile gets custody of his six nephews and tries to bond with them. They in turn try very hard not to tell him they have superpowers.

Cuffed Universe in which Remus is a cop chasing after a hacker, Logan breaks the laws and Virgil would just like tO KEEP ONE JOB WITHOUT ONE OR BOTH OF THE OTHERS DRAGGING HIM INTO THEIR SHIT. (Analomus)

Ongoing Fics

The Origin in which space travel via Thomas Sanders’s ship SS Revelation gets more complicated when the Planets themselves turn out to be entities who aren’t all on board with humanity spreading to the rest of the solar system. (Remile)

Delicato in which Logan and Patton are music professors with very different conceptions of music, and Virgil and Roman are students in both their classes who just want them to kiss already. (Logicality, Prinxiety)

Coming out of The Shadows in which a small mutant child Virgil is treated as subhuman because of his uncontrolled ability to manipulate shadows up until a scientist buys him. (Royality)

Falling Stars At My Command in which Roman wishes on a star and Patton reaps the benefits while Logan unfortunately gets dragged along for the ride. (Royality)

Sugar in which Patton has three sons and no free time to bother with a relationship while he’s trying to manage bills. At least until Roman walks into his life. Sugar Daddy anyone? (Royality)

A Man, a Snake, and a Rat in which Logan, Deceit, and Remus become college roomates (Intruloceit)

a.s.h.es, ashes (We all fall down) in which after Logan almost dies during one of his recuse missions, him and his partner start to dig into the superhero agency they’re employed by and stumble into something far bigger than they expected. (Logicality, Prinxiety, LAMP? LAMP)

Keep him safe in which Detective Logan falls for the owner of his new favorite bakery while his partner Roman falls for the gang member they’re chasing. Ft: emotions, a pet rat, dealing with delusions 101, trauma, and family so gooey it literally makes me melt whenever it updates. I love this fic so much. (Advertises as Logicality and Prinxiety but theres so much LAMP I can’t not put it down here)

Multitudes in which Virgil works at a coffeeshop, pines over the customers that come in, and wonders why they all tip him so well. (LAMP)

Songbird in which the only thing keeping Virgil’s parents alive is his voice: the moment the (new) King gets tired of listening to him its off with all their heads. And Virgil’s okay with that, he is…. Until three visiting nobles leaving him wishing for his freedom for the first time since he was ten. (LAMP)

Shatter in which Logan gets fed up with not being listened to, and takes some poor advice from Rage, which ends with the entire Mindscape being turned upside down and inside out. Now its up to Deceit fix it all. (aka the author decided it was about high time Deceit got some love and appreciation and I’m out here living for it.) (DAMP)

Incredible Cosmic Power in which Virgil awakens some genies by accident and they refuse to let him go back to living a relatively normal peaceful life. (DLAMP)

Plea for my New Self in which Vampire Virgil decides he wants to start over again, and goes back to college to work on coding. There he proceeds to do reckless good with his absurd amount of wealth and a “fuck it” attitude. Actually one of my favorite things ever okay. I love this one so much. (DLAMP)

Your Wish Is My Command in which Thomas accidentally rubs six lamps and becomes the glorified babysitter to six jinn who definitely don’t trust him. But its fineeee. (DLAMP)

6 Dads in which Deceit, Emile, Remus, Roman, Thomas, and Remy make a relationship work and their children aren’t sure how but go along with it anyway.

Rebel Rebel in which Thomas, a well respected man, visits the Imagination, for some pleasure business as a one time thing. Except that he keeps coming back. Maybe maybe falls in love with one, two, thr– all of the men who work there.

A New Kind of Experiment in which Virgil runs away from home, and ends up kidnapped by merman, and somehow he doesn’t mind that much.

Becoming His Own Hero in which everyone has to juggle their superhero lives with their regular lives and sometimes…its just hard.

don’t wanna be a tragedy in which brothers Roman and Remus get a house and subsequently find out its totally, completely, 100% haunted.

Don’t You, Forget About Me in which the author recreates Breakfast club and does it spectacularly.

Heart’s Heroes in which Patton may be a villain but that does not mean he wants to see the child heroes of the city dead.

Mortals and Fae in which Deceit barely escapes the wrath of his town when they all turn against him. Dying, he stumbles into a fairy circle hoping that with his name the fae make his death short and sweet. Big Shock for him when he wakes up with a Fairy Prince swearing to protect him.

Sanders Family in which Thomas adopts six kids and has no regrets about it.

How Not to Go About an Important Inspection in which after a devastating betrayal the crew of the USS Bifrost is docked for repairs and the crew just wants to go back to being a normal family but Command is insisting on an inspection to ensure nothing so…drastic occurs again.

Symbiotic in which certain Vampires have a vemon that leaves with victims craving getting their blood drunken. Deceit, one of these Victims, continues to burn bridges because that’s easier than admitting he might need help dealing with this.

#greengabs #fic recs #Lockdown 2020 list #god this took me like eight hours to put together #I hope this helps

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ruby-dear · 4 years

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all of them except 77, 78, 81, 92 and 96

Ember, I know this was you. I’m doing it, but that’s 93 questions you’re asking for so they’re going under a cut.

1. Talk about your first love. There have been a lot of those, so let me talk about the first one I really remember. I was in eighth grade, at the time, and she wasn’t exactly a great person looking back but she was cool and confident and she liked me, and she called me her best friend, and probably the best school-related memory I’ve ever had was her tackle-hugging me from across a classroom. I didn’t even realize I liked girls until she’d pretty much left my life completely. Maybe I’m looking at it through rose-tinted glasses now, but I think that’s okay, sometimes. 2. What’s the most beautiful songs you’ve ever heard in your opinion? Most of my favorite songs are Owl City, especially the older stuff. It has a soft, dreamlike vibe to it that I find really pretty even when it’s depressing. 3. How’s your heart feeling right now? Pretty good, I think? 4. What kind of self care is your favorite to do? The fun stuff. Bath bombs, makeup, fancy shampoo. Retail therapy actually works pretty well for me, even if a lot of the time I don’t even buy anything. 5. What’s your skincare routine? Um... Shower? 6. How did you get to be so beautiful? Natural talent and carefully learned confidence. 7. Do you have any stuffed animals? Oh, do I. I have like, seventy Webkinz, and that’s without getting into anything else. You could say I collect plushes, even if I don’t do it as actively now. I have a couple of Eevee plushes, too - I’d say I want to own all of them one day, but I’m like, 95% sure that’s not possible. 8. Best trip you’ve ever been on? Once, we went to Prince Edward Island for a week, and my mom surprised me by meeting up with my best friend’s family, who happened to have gotten a room at our hotel for one night. I think that probably wins. 9. Favorite thing about your room? That it’s starting to look like it belongs to me, even if I want to move somewhere else. 10. Opinion on love? It takes work, but it’s worth it.

11. Are you affectionate? Around people I’m comfortable with, definitely. 12. Who do you look up to? The people who have enough confidence to be unapologetically be themselves.

13. Favorite poet? Robert Frost. When I was eleven, I found a book of his poems, and I loved that book so much I didn’t pay any attention in English class at all.

14. Song that makes you happy? How about one that calms you down when you’re in a bad place? There’s a lot of songs that make me happy. Hard to go wrong with the Pokemon theme, though. As for things that calm me down... It’s Alright by Mother Mother and Misguided Ghosts by Paramore have both got me through a lot.

15. Do you play an instrument? No. I was supposed to learn piano in seventh grade, but I couldn’t read the sheet music so they never let me play, and I tried to learn guitar multiple times but it never stuck for the same reason.

16. Do you do art? Using what (pencil, watercolor, etc)? I paint, though not as often as I’d like to! Using acrylics, usually, but watercolors sometimes.

17. Do you dance? What style of dance? I took ballet as a child, til they kicked me out of class, and I still enjoy dancing but I don’t remember any of what I learned.

18. What’s your zodiac sign? Do you believe in astrology? Gemini. I think it might have some kind of truth behind it, but I’m not really one of those all-or-nothing people. It’s just for fun, you know?

19. Favorite old film? I don’t watch a lot of them. Does The Aristocats count?

20. What’s your hairstyle? It’s long and wavy. I’m getting blue highlights soon.

21. What weather is the most beautiful, in your opinion? Light rain. The kind that dries off before you get inside, when the sky is perfectly clear, but it starts falling anyway and it stops just as quickly.

22. What upsets you most about the world? That however hard we try to fix it, we’re unlikely to get very far.

23. Are you in love right now? Yes. At least, I think so.

24. Do you have a crush? If so, talk about them! I have a girlfriend. Is that the same thing? She’s cute and funny and she thinks the same things about me for some reason, and she knows exactly how much of a disaster I can be and hasn’t run away yet.

25. Do you have pets? Talk about something sweet about them! I have a cat, Little Prince. His sister died about a month ago, and she was the one who usually kept me company (total lap-cat), but ever since he’s usually either close to where I am or comes when I call him over.

26. Do you have a lucky number? Any multiple of seven, but especially fourteen. They’re my favorite numbers for the same reason.

27. Have you ever wished on a star? What about on a fallen eyelash? I try to wish on stars, when I see them. Eyelashes I’m usually more annoyed about than anything.

28. Do you believe emoji spells to work? I think anything has the potential to work, given the right amount of effort and intent. That said, I don’t think you’re going to accomplish anything drastic.

29. Do you believe in magic in general? Oh, definitely. Just look at the world we live in. How can you not believe in magic when it’s all around you? The night sky without air pollution, the sunlight dancing on the water, candy cane white hot chocolate - it’s everywhere, in everything.

30. What’s the most beautiful thing in life, In your opinion? Everything. There’s something beautiful in everything, if you look for it. Today, let’s say the feeling of sliding around on a hardwood floor in fluffy socks, dancing along to one of your favorite songs.

31. Opinion on the color pink? What about baby blue? As a kid, I hated pink. I like it now, though. Blue is my color, light blue especially (particularly with star patterns), so I’ve always liked it.

32. What instrumental sound is your favorite? Am I alloawed to say wind chimes? I’ve always thought they sounded super pretty.

33. Do you like the sound of wind? What about the sound of rain? I love them both.

34.Who makes you happy? My friends. All of them, in different ways, the people who are still in my life for various reasons. I love them.

35. What makes you happy? Light rain, strong wind, good music. My cat’s soft meow when I wake him up by accident. White peppermint hot chocolate. Fall colors, string lights, Halloween and winter holidays. Ice and snow and skating, dressing up for no apparent reason. The trick to it all is finding new things every day.

36. Imagine your ideal life, the life you wish to make, what will that look like? A house big enough for a family. A degree of some kind hanging on the wall. A life where I’m making things because that’s what I love, and I can try new things just for fun, where I don’t have to worry about money so much. The chance to get married someday, maybe.

37. Do you wear makeup? If so what’s your favorite type of makeup or specific makeup product? Favorite store to buy makeup? I do! Unless someone else is doing it for me, I generally keep to lipstick and eyeshadow. I’ve never been especially picky about what brands I use, but I usually go to Nyx because it’s on my usual route when I go on shopping trips, and I’m kind of attached now. Plus, nowhere else I’ve been in person has as many bold colours.

38. Do you wear dresses? If so what’s your favorite dress you own? I like wearing dresses. My favorite that I still have is a longer black dress, and it’s in serious need of either repair of retirement, but I got it for $20 as a cosplay outfit last year and it served its purpose. I wear it around still, sometimes, because it’s generally an easy fix.

39. Ever been heartbroken? How do you deal with it? Yeah, a few times. I vent to my friends, usually, and then I eat ice cream and listen to gnash for a while and eventually I start to feel better.

40. Who’s your closest friend? What do you love about them?

41. Introvert or extrovert? Kinda both? It’s complicated.

42. Do you like MBTI? What’s your MBTI? Is that... Fuck, is that the one with the letters? I think I got ENFP last time, and when I was younger it was INFP.

43. Would you be a fairy, a mermaid, a vampire, a siren, a or an angel? I’ve had people tell me I have ‘fae vibes’ before, so let’s go with that and hope it’s not offensive.

44. What’s the best song a friend has ever introduced to you? I don’t remember enough of them to feel good about picking one. I basically only listen to music I’m recommended now.

45. Parlez-vous français? A little, by virtue of being Canadian and having driven through Quebec. Not enough to carry on a conversation.

46. Most beautiful place you’ve been to? Prince Edward Island, hands down. It’s gorgeous.

47. Where/when do you truly feel at home? When there’s a light breeze, and the perfect song is playing, and the people I love are there. When we’re laughing with each other.

48. Does smiling put you in a better mood? Try it right now, you’re smile is gorgeous! I don’t think it does, honestly? But it does tend to happen when I’m happy.

49. Favorite shoe you own? These ankle boots I got secondhand that have little metal stars on them. I’m gonna be so upset when they finally wear out and I need new ones.

50. Can you walk in stilettos? Do you like them? God, no, I’ve tried. Any heel that’s too sharp or pointy or tall is a major problem for me. It’s part of what makes finding shoes such a pain.

51. Do you feel loved? Not always, but yeah. When I remember, or when I ask, or when I’m reminded.

52. How do you express love to those you care about? I try to tell them, but I’m also the type to engage in constant teasing. I’m the friend that punches you in the arm as a show of affection.

53. Favorite term(s) of endearment? The more creative ones. The basics don’t do much for me, honestly, but it’s more about the person saying them anyway.

54. Most romantic thing someone’s ever done for you? Make me feel like I don’t have to try so hard to feel like myself.

55. When is the happiest you’ve ever been? Walking the downtown city streets in winter. It was cold, sure, but it was gorgeous and I finally felt independent for a while.

56. Are you happy right now? Yeah, I’d say so.

57. What makes you smile? Bad jokes, among other things.

58. Do you laugh a lot? Yeah. A lot more than I used to.

59. What’s your favorite kind of aesthetic? Punk/scenecore. They’ve really influenced my more recent style choices.

60. Do you want to marry for love or for some other reason (like money)? Love, definitely.

61. What would your dream wedding look like? Do you want to get married? With someone I love, and the other people I love there too. Somewhere beautiful. I think I do, someday, but it’s not something I’m so worried about.

62. Favorite flower? Roses. Blue Moon Hybrid Tea Roses, in particular, are especially pretty.

63. Favorite artist? I don’t really have one. I do enjoy looking at art, though.

64. Favorite music artist? Owl City.

65. How kind do you think you are? Is kindness important to you? I don’t know. People seem to think I’m kinder than I believe I am. It’s important to me, yeah, to try and help people and to do nice things.

66. Ever made a playlist for someone? A few times. They were never anything special, as far as I’m concerned.

67. Do you have anything you do to physically comfort you when your sad? Such as a favorite blanket? Or a relaxing bath? Long, warm baths and cuddling with my cat. Warm blankets and stories with happy endings.

68. Early bird or night owl? Night owl. I’m a night person.

69. Morning routine? Wake up, do nothing for a while, actually get out of bed and figure out breakfast. While that’s going on, try and figure out if anything important is happening today.

70. Night routine? Get comfortable, then write or daydream til I fall asleep.

71. What is the most lovely quality a person could have in your opinion? Self-confidence and a willingness to help others.

72. Do you cry often? Does crying help you get the emotions out? Do you feel better after? I tend to hold back my feelings til they all fall out. So I end up crying at least twice a month, usually. It helps, yeah.

73. Do you like hugs? From people I feel comfortable with.

74. When was the last time you kissed someone? On the lips? Never.

75. Are you small or tall? Small. I’m 5′0.

76. Do you like wholesome memes? Yes. They’re cute.

79. Have you ever lived in a different country than you currently live in? Nope. I’ve never lived outside this city, only been on trips.

80. Do you like plane flights? Airports? I’ve only flown once, and I was two, so I don’t remember it very well.

82. The beach or a forest? Sand or bugs? Depends on the day. Today, though, forest.

83. What time of day do you tend to be in the best mood? Evening, usually.

84. Do you push yourself to act together and in a good mood even when you aren’t? Yeah, when I’m stressed.

85. Favorite kind of tree? Either maple or pine. I’m Canadian, what can I say?

86. Do you care about the health of the Earth? Yes, but there’s only so much one person can do.

87. What did you like most about your childhood, if anything? Field trips. Adulthood is sorely lacking in field trips.

88. Do you read a lot? What’s your favorite book? I used to. These days I still read, but it’s mostly fanfiction. My favorite books, though, are Tamora Pierce’s Emelan series and the first two books of Kenneth Oppel’s Silverwing trilogy.

89. What are you most nostalgic for at the moment? Trick-or-treating.

90. What’s your favorite personality trait you have? I try to let the people I love know that I love them.

91. List at least ONE thing you love about your appearance. I have pretty great hair.

93. Do you worry a lot? Constantly.

94. The dazzling lights of the city or the relaxing countryside? The city. The countryside’s nice, but the streetlights and the city skyline are what make me feel at home.

95. Ever changed the shoelaces on one of your shoes? For what reason? I actually don’t know how to tie laces, so no. I’ve never been able to pick it up. I might get someone sense to, if I could find cool enough laces.

97. Do you like doing little acts of kindness? Yeah. It feels good to make people happy, you know?

98. How’s your day/night going? Pretty good! I did just spend over an hour on this, but I finished it, so that’s an accomplishment of its own.

#asks #Anonymous #ember why are you like this #ruby speaks #thank you though

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42 45 50 gogogo

42. do you prefer gazing wistfully out the window or lying dramatically over the sofa?

i do both simultaneously. but given that im sitting all day at work, i flop on couches like no other. then slep.

45. favorite pajamas?

some kinda sweatpant/pj pant with pockets (not flannel unless its actually cold out) and a tshirt from somewhere that was giving out free tshirts at some point in my life.

shirt n socks optional depending on temperature

50. what’s your dreamhouse?

i am constantly flip flopping between extravagant mansion with hidden passages and secret rooms/ small house within walking distance to a supermarket where i can just lock myself in, emerging only for supplies on an annual basis.

but see a big house is harder to clean and also im gonna be living alone and at that point the only upside is the acoustics of a big house for dramatic speeches to a dog.

definitely needs a slot for mail and packages. maybe a smart fridge so i stop eating spoiled food. roomba for cleaning up. A/C and heater is a must. black-out curtains bc fuckt he sun.

aaaa i want a library even though i havent read an actual book in YEARS. mostly so i can hide doors behind bookshelves. Oh. I could put a whole fucking maze behind bookshelves just for funsies since this is a dream house. I will build a hidden labyrinth for brooding and also maybe so when i die no one can find my body until a couple of intrepid teens happen upon it years later and go on an adventure.

oh you know what lets put a big ol tv in here somewhere for games. and like 50 really good computers incase i break one. homeless people can come into the computer room and use them. there’s free laptops and phones for them too. they came with the house shhh. there’s a 3d printer.

one room has the entire library of alexandria in it. i saved it by making a time paradox and now its in my house that can be filleld with literally anything. i cant read any of them though bc im dumb. so there’s like a scientist chilling in my house too i guess.

one room opens to space. just as an option. yes there is an endless vacuum behind this door and yes it will kill me instantly but its fuckign SPACE. i can shoot shit through a vacuum tube to go into space too. i shoot all my embarrassing poetry adn art into space and the aliens make a religion about them. im the 7th grade god now.

oh yeah theres a room filled with money. actually its a corridor full of doors that lead into the bank accounts of the rich. like the physical versions of them. i use this corridor to become robin hood and finally find fulfillment in life. i steal all the crown jewels and send them to their countries of origin. OH and also doors into museums. im gonna do crimes of culture. save the cultures. give them their art back. and leave a calling card with just a crude drawing of a dick at the museum. i become known as the cock crusader but SURPRISE i didnt have a cock this whole time its the perfect crime.

theres another room thats a straight up time machine. i go into the past and un-birth hitler. i seduce his mom/dad/grandpappy and then also matchmake them to randos. i proceed to appear at various points in history as a mythical creature. i m the mothman i predict the tragedies now.

i have a room of spiders. i throw my enemies in there. i dont really have any enemies yet. i hope one day i will so i dont waste the spider room.

theres probably a pool somewhere too. it’s filled with the cure for all disease but it doesnt work unless you have less than 1 million dollars of material wealth. i dont make the rules. the pool does.

at least one room is noneuclidean. i dont know how it works either so take it up with god

theres a room with real pokemon. no mr mimes though bc he freak me out. tbh its mostly pikachus bc im basic af with my faves and pikachu herds sound adorable and i will die.

another room is like. a room where you go and talk to people who died. not like a dedicated ouija room. thats in the bomb shelter. no like you sit at a table and their soul just floats on over and theres a hologram and everything.

i have a ton of robots. theyre all vaguely sexy. they make me uncomfortable but i am irresponsible with my power

one room has a megaphone. when you speak into it it doesnt make any noise but instead it beams your voice into the mind of who youre thinking of. i use it to brighten the days of my friends and destroy the psyches of my enemies. still dont have any enemies yet. would it be overkill to do this in addition to the spiders?

there is an attic filled with mannequins. this is my nightmare room. i never go there and i pretend it doesnt exist. when someone wanders in there, their heads follow their movement wordlessly. they dont do anything but its really unnerving and no one likes it.

there is a completely soundproof room that i go into and make whatever noises i want. no one can hear me here. i practice doing accents where no one can hear how bad and ashamed i am. even with no one else listening, i get self-conscious. this room is now the Screaming Room for makign stress noises in.

one room is filled with conversation starter cards and a mirror. i go here and study often. the cards ask me about my childhood traumas and i burn them. the room is now a room for pep-talks. i get self-conscious halfway through the peptalk and walk out, dejected. why is talking so hard.

one room opens into a ranch. it’s where we put all the shelter pets. there are therapy areas for them so they learn love and be loved again. they run in large open areas and are happy and fuzzy and clean and full. it’s staffed by people who know how toactually take care of animals. i go there sometimes to get swarmed by big ol dogs and big ol cats and so many fuzzy babies. then i go to the allergy removal room bc i didnt think that through.

there’s a never-ending food room. i dont know where it comes from or how fully-prepared food just appears like that. world hunger is ended and im still a lazy shit and forget to eat more than a single tortilla. the food doesnt make you sick or unhealthy its just good food that tastes good and feels good and is good. there is maybe an onion corner and i dont acknowledge its existence aside from the occassional glance.

theres a dumb bitch dungeon for the people i have a one-sided hatred for who ruin life for the entire planet. it shoots off into space. they get dissected and analyzed by aliens. the aliens decide to never come to earth bc jfc is this really what yall do. a small price to pay. maybe other aliens might come and be chill. i have a room for the aliens just in case.

theres other houses for people i care about and a few more for those i dont yet know that i care about. no rent. just a place to live and be happy. its filled with friends and happiness and i really want this eldritch abomination of a house now.

im v sleepy OH YEAH AND A RLY BIG CRAFT ROOM

#answerin asks #this got outta hand #dream house means dream house which means literally limited by my imagination adn the depths of my psyche #we dont talk about nightmare room it is a bad dream and thats all there is to say #rambleramble #poketoa #asked n answered

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Cutie Reviews: DokiDoki Oct 19

Fluffy loves TokyoTreat apparently; he couldn’t wait for me to put the box aside!

I always get really excited whenever we come to an October DokiDoki box x3 they’re usually really fun, include cute accessories and Halloween items, and I love the cover artists work.

This months theme: Happy Halloween

“This month’s crate is all about the spooky side of kawaii. Come celebrate Halloween with us, using these items to make your October 31st a spooky special night!“

You know, as I read this and began to look more closely into this box and the Yume Twins, I almost felt like these 2 boxes were competing with each other this month. That, or its purely coincidental that they had vaguely similar themes and items. It could be, but I thought it was kind of funny.

Suteki Crate & Photo Prize

This month’s prize feature a pair of Pokemon plush ready to go trick-or-treating.

Meanwhile, the Suteki Crate is based on Sanrio goods, namely Kuromi and Sentimental Circus. Along with My Melody and Sirotan.

I love the Kuromi plushie, as well as the pouch set next to it, and the pen stand above it! The umbrella and hand bag are also very cute too.

Halloween Cat Tape

I think this may have been by the same company that made the “Christmas Cat“ tape we got from a Christmas box last year. The packaging and style of it looks exactly the same, but with different pictures of course. The length of this tape is 15mm x 2m.

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I think for cat lovers, washi lovers, or decorators for Halloween would really like this. It’s easy to tear and stick, it sticks really well as far as I can tell, and the design is a really cute and fun way to touch up whatever you might be using it for.

Pumpkin Shiba

It looks like we get to have a fun little guest join us for Halloween- the very same Shiba who showed up during Christmas, and peach season. I’m not complaining, but I’m guessing by this its popularity is still going strong huh?

Anyway, for this month, this sweet little shiba comes donning a jack-o-lantern costume! It’s super-round and thick, filled to the brim with cotton for a soft and squishy companion you can squeeze nonstop~

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I think its adorable, if I had remembered I had it I would have set it out somewhere in the house for some more decoration. It’s very cuddly as far as plushies go, but I noticed in the picture that its ear seems stuffed, while mine has a slight wrinkle to it. I’m not sure if that was just how random the distribution for the stuffing is, or if I’m just over-analyzing. The body itself feels like... I want to say cheap carnival plush, while the head portion feels like good quality plush.

But the plush is really cute, and the quality of the stitching and detail is really good. A lot of times I always find some minuscule error or issue with mine, and besides its ear, nothing stood out to me.

Kuromi Spoon

Our next item is essential for Halloween, because before you can do anything you need to eat :D and this month, we received a Kuromi themed spoon. Just be careful so she mischievously doesn’t make you spill anything ;3 Its worth or costs 5 Sanrio points.

These types of spoons are those curvy, deep ones you will find in a lot of Asian places or served with soup. Because its shape makes it the perfect spoon for collecting the liquids or small items. I assume this could also be really useful for things like cereal, or certain desserts.

The spoon’s long handle and shape on the tip make it handy for storage and easier use. The top is white and black, while the underside is colored lavender. The spoon features an image of Kuromi, and her name is written on the handle, along with a print of grey skulls and pale pink hearts.

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It’s so cute! It’s perfect for a cutesy Halloween image, or Kuromi fans like me ♥ I admit that I didn’t use it yet (nor the Sumikko Gurashi one I got a few years back; I KEEP forgetting and we just had soup yesterday DX), but I intend to at some point. Or just keep it for my slowly building Kuromi collection.

My Melody & Kuromi Bowl

Any fellow Cutie will probably remember seeing this exact design in my YumeTwins review; now do you see why I was starting to compare the two boxes a little earlier?

To be fair, they are already very similar though... I should do a comparison review at some point, but I’m not sure how I would go about it. I’ll need to sit down and give it some thought later, I think it could be kind of fun to do.

Oh, anyway, this is an adorable heart-shaped bow. Besides Kuromi and My Melody though, it also features some other friends preparing for a Halloween Party with them! This is worth/costs 10 Sanrio points.

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Besides just looking really cute, the bowl is very deep. It’s perfect for any sort of food item you could want to put in it, or you can even store other little items, like essentially you would leave home with (keys, cards, sanitizer, coupons, reusable bags, etc), trinkets or small collectables, toiletries, etc.

I can’t wait to use it~

Ghost Sponge

Our last item, which will help you clean up after a fun Halloween; or if you’re like me help with spring cleaning...

You get 9 melamine ghost-shaped sponges. They’re very soft and squishy, and because there are so many you could do a lot of things with them! Besides cleaning, you could use some to make pictures by dipping them in paint, perform squishy makeovers, decorate in various other ways (they would be cute put on the wall and painted with glowing paint :D), or just use them as a cheap and premade squishy.

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Honestly, I’m not sure what I want to do with them yet, if anything. I know we get this stuff to use it, but sometimes I can’t bring myself to ruin it by using it you know? I hate the idea of ruining it and throwing it away, because it feels like a waste of money to me. But when we get copies like this, then it’s not as hard for me, so I will probably spare so many, and use the rest.

♥ Cutie Ranking ♥

Content - 4 out of 5. I’m happy with the items and the quality is really good. No real problems or issues- BUT, usually when we get a Halloween box, they would always include some really cute accessories; one year we got kitty ear clips and paws, one year we got a nurses needle pen and wing hair clips. They usually don’t go mainstream with them like they did this time.

Theme: 4.5 out of 5. All but 1 item is pretty much definite Halloween material. But the 1 item that isn’t has that sort of spooky-cute vibe, which is what they were going for, so it still works. I feel like the Happy Halloween theme itself was also a little generic/basic.

Total Rank: 8 out of 10 Cuties. I would recommend the items or this box, but I didn’t think it was up to part with their previous Halloween boxes.

♥ Cutie Scale ♥

1. Bowl - On one hand, I like how the design goes with the other items in the YumeTwins box- but on the other, I’m a little bored with the design by now. I love its heart shape though, I’m excited to begin using it!

2. Ghost Sponge - They’re simple looking, but adorable.

3. Kuromi Spoon - I love the design on the handle, it’s so sweetly dark. I really need to get it and my Neko spoon in the silverware drawer...

4. Pumpkin Shiba - It’s so cute and round x3

5. Cat Tape - I tend not to use my washi tape (the few times I did, they tend not to stick very well?) but I really like to collect and just look back on them from time to time.

#dokidokicrate #cutie reviews #kuromi #my melody #sanrio merchandise

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iblue-kitzune · 5 years

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Of Rising Calamities Beyond the Cosmos: Chapter 7

The clouds, the morning blue sky, the birds—and just the world around them in general blurred by, meshing together in one huge swirled mess like an abstract painting on a white canvas, as the speeding figure of Rayquaza zipped through the air, weaving in and out of the flock’s way who flying near the group.

Upon reaching a city that he spotted below them, he swooped down and flew over a few buildings, casting a huge shadow over the citizens bustling through the busy streets and causing them to look up.

The legendary dragon briefly smirked at the different looks of joy, shock, wonder, awe, curiosity, and slight recognition flashing through their wide blown eyes as he passed them by while Celebi, on the other hand, just casually waved at the gathered citizens with a smile on her face.

And before the group knew it, the Sky High Pokemon ascended and flew through a giant white cloud, bursting free from out of the other side seconds later.

This caused Nero and others to shiver. So, without a moment to lose, the gang shook the moisture off their clothes before it could even began to settle.

‘These two must do this kind of thing a lot, which would make sense seeing as some of these people didn’t look that surprised by Rayquaza and Celebi’s appearance. This must be normal to them I guess...’ the devil hunter mused with closed eyes. ‘Heh, imagine that...living in a time where pokemon exists...’ a smirk appeared on his lips as he thought this. ‘Living in a time where it’s normal to see a giant legendary dragon pokemon who rules the skies and a small mythical fairy who has the power to travel through time fly over your home, and you think nothing more of it as you go about your day.’

“Hey Celebi, what were you and Rayquaza whispering about back at Tony’s home?” Lady asked from behind him.

Without looking back at the group, Celebi sat up from her lounging position she had unknowingly slipped into earlier and answered the devil huntress.

“{Rayquaza was letting me know that there was a disturbance around the island.}”

“A disturbance?” Elize and Darcy echoed.

That didn’t sound good to Nero’s ears. “What kind of disturbance?” he opened his eyes. “Did someone attack the island?”

Celebi folded her arms as she looked down at the yellow ring on her friend’s head. “{No, not really, but there is a battle going on near it,}” she ignored their shocked gasps and continued speaking. “{Apparently, three of our friends are involved, and they’re fighting against three speedy powerful opponents. Though from what it seems...}” the green fairy gave a pause as she looked up, her features twisted into a frown.

Teepo gulped a bit. “What is it?” he anxiously asked.

The frown on Celebi’s face deepened.

“{Other than looking like it got hit by a tidal wave—which is quite possible in a scenario like this, the island is still intact and seems to be holding up pretty well,}” she looked back at the group out of the corner of her blue eyes. “{But I have no clue how long that’s gonna last...}” the psychic/grass type looked ahead and finished with, “{Even though I’m worried about Manaphy, Kyogre, and Lugia, I’m more concerned about those on the island.}”

“I hope those poor animals, monsters, and spirits are alright,” Jude said as he looked over and below the flying serpent pokemon.

“I hope so too,” Alvin muttered in agreement.

Silence enveloped the group soon after that.

At least until...

“{Plus...}” Celebi spoke up in a sad tone, gaining everyone’s attention. “{There’s the situation with Jane we need to keep in mind about. If we don’t hurry up and bring her to Tony then—}”

“{I believe we’re all aware of what could and will happen, Celebi...}” Rayquaza quietly cut in, his attention solely focused on something else. “{My initial plan from the beginning was going to be alerting Tony of the situation, and possibly get his help to stop this battle—or end it before it escalates any further,}” he explained to the group right as he stopped in front of a cluster of clouds. “{But now with this news...and now that you guys are here, you can assist me with this mission instead,}” after catching flashes of blue light and lots of movement below him, the legendary pokemon narrowed his yellow eyes and made his move.

Before any of them could ask why he was descending or speeding up, a blast of wind and blue electricity shot up into the sky and collided into one another fifty feet away from them.

KABOOM!

“Whoa! Is that the battle you were talking about earlier?!”

At Darcy’s exclamation, Celebi looked down. “{Ye—aaaaas!}” she yelped in surprise, nearly flying off her seat when she and the others felt Rayquaza zip to the right to avoid a stray beam of blue-white fire. “{Careful Ray! We’re still on your back you know, I almost fell off!}” she hollered in protest, ducking her head as a bolt of blue electricity soared over her and her dragon friend’s head.

“{I’m trying!}” he shouted over the roar of the wind as he dodged another wave of stray attacks that almost him. “{Greaaaaat...}” he growled and flew above a crackling black-purplish orb of energy that exploded in the spot he just left seconds ago. “{Whoever the girls are fighting up against, they’re firing at us now!}” he said and dodged the second Shadow Ball that was fired at them.

Suddenly, he was struck from the side by a speedy glowing blue-yellow blur that came out of nowhere and slammed into him.

“{What the—A Wild Charge attack?}” the sounds of everyone’s cries as they fell off his back drowned out his voice, and Rayquaza looked up through half-lidded eyes only to spot a familiar semi-tall yellow and black-blue cat with a long ponytail-like piece of fur in the shape of a lightning bolt extending from behind its upper back, black zigzag stripes on various parts of its body, and pure red eyes fly by him. “{No way...Zeraora? But why are his eyes red—}” his surprise was cut short when he spied some kind of metal headband contraption with a glowing red jewel on the mythical pokemon’s head. “{I see now...}” he whispered in realization as he felt his now uncooperative body fall from the sky.

“{Oh no...}” Celebi, who was falling somewhere below him to his left, whispered in horror. “{They’re...}” the rest of his friend’s sentence became nothing more background noise to him as the roar of the wind drowned her voice out.

And the last two things Rayquaza saw in the distance before he closed his eyes in pain as the electricity surrounding him ripped through his body were two other familiar mythicals. It was a small cream and orange colored rabbit-like pokemon with large V-shaped ears, pure red eyes, and two tiny wing-like tails on his butt, and a small smoky grey and green-yellow colored humanoid pokemon with pure red eyes and green-yellow wisps on the back of his hands.

“{Not Victini and Marshadow too...}” came Celebi’s faint comment.

To their shock, the two pokemon were also wearing the same metal contraption on their head like Zeraora had on his.

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A wave of crackling pain exploded through Lugia’s whole being as she fell out of the sky and into the water with a giant splash. The Diving Pokemon didn’t have the time to react since it all happened so fast. And she even didn’t see him coming at first!

One second she’d been trying to fire a multitude of a Hydro Pumps at the little fire and psychic pipsqueak, who had successfully dodged every single one of them, and just when she thought she had him cornered behind a pillar of ice she made in the water with Ice Beam earlier, Zeraora zipped through the makeshift ice battlefield in the next second and jumped into the sky right at her.

He clipped her in the stomach with a powerful Wild Charge, and out of the corner of her eye right as she crashed into the ocean, she caught sight of the Thunderclap Pokemon flying towards a group of people and her two friends who appeared in the area.

BOOM!

“{Damn cat is about as strong and fast as ever,}” she involuntarily closed her eyes and turned her head away from the sight of them falling into the section of water that had not been frozen over with a pained wince.

“{Lugia!}”

The legendary psychic and flying type snapped her eyes open to see Manaphy land on the ice field in front of her.

“{Are you alright?}” she asked.

Lugia gritted her teeth as she waddled through the water and climbed onto the field. “{I’m...fine...}” she panted a bit as she slowly got up.

And it looks like she wasn’t the only one because out of the corner of her eye, Lugia spotted a green blur flying out of the water and back into the sky within a blink of an eye, which made her sigh in relief.

“++Oh? You two are still standing? Impressive...” came the low and warped monotone voice of Victini. “Such magnificent creatures you all are. Powerful, intelligent, and quite resilient. I never would’ve thought Midgard held such...interesting specimens. So much more useful and less dreadful than the humans and non-humans alike of this pitiful planet.++”

“{Shut up!}” Lugia roared as she and Manaphy turned their attention the two pokemon descending from the sky in front of them, hovering just a few feet above the water. “{You’re annoying and awfully chatty right now for whatever reason. But I’m assuming the only reason you’re able to talk to us through them in the first place is because of that blasted headband thing, which is giving you some kind of hold over our friends and granting them extra power they didn’t have before!}” she retorted back with a growl. “{Mark my words whoever you are, fiend! Once this is all over, I’m gonna find you and destroy you for turning my friends into mindless puppets you hear me!}”

Marshadow gave off a dark smile that looked so unsettling on his face it was enough to make Manaphy shiver in fear as she took a step back and hid behind her friend’s giant tail.

“++I will be looking forward to your future visit, Sea Guardian.++”

“{Don’t Lugia! It could be a trap!}” Manaphy tried to reason with the Diving Pokemon.

“++Oh don’t try to stop her now, Little Water One. I’m quite eager to see what she’s like and how her psychic powers stand up to mine when we meet face-to-face.++”

The glint of interest as well as the knowing look in both Marshadow and Victini’s eyes confirmed her suspicions. Manaphy knew exactly what the mysterious fiend was gonna do if Lugia wasn’t too carefully.

Sensing her friend’s turmoil, Lugia place a place wing on Manaphy’s head. “{Worry not, Manaphy. I will be careful,}” she said softly in reassurance, not taking her eyes off the fighting/ghost type and psychic/fire type. “{As if I’ll let this fiend touch me!}” she bit out with disgust swimming in her harsh voice.

Victini narrowed his red eyes and was about to say something until something caught his attention. “++What...++” he uttered, turning his head towards the island sitting some miles away behind the Diving Pokemon and Seafaring Pokemon. “++Well I’ll be...he’s here,++” an eerie smile crawled on his face, much to the confusion of Lugia and Manaphy, when he spotted a familiar person approaching the crowd of pokemon standing near the water on the island.

“{What are you...}” Lugia noticed his diverted attention and her eyes widened in shock when he flew past her, heading towards the island. “{Oh no you don’t!}” she quickly fired a Hydro Pump at the Victory Pokemon to stop him.

“++Shadow Ball!++”

Unfortunately, Marshadow’s attack flew in the way and collided with her water attack, which exploded upon contact.

Lugia growled in frustration. “{Damn you!}” she cursed, turning her eyes back on Marshadow, who finally decided to land on the field with her and Manaphy.

From not too far away, she could still spot Zeraora in the sky firing barrages of electric attacks at Kyogre from out of the corner of her eye. And despite the type disadvantage and state the Sea Basin Pokemon was in, Lugia knew her friend was doing okay.

However, there was one thing that concerned her.

Where was Rayquaza, Celebi, and the group of humans at? She couldn’t see them anywhere in the sky now.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

A sudden uproar of surprise slipped out of the mouths of every single pokemon when Victini appeared before them in a flash, “++Fire Blast!++” and attacked them with a huge blast of intense fire in the shape of 大 symbol.

Some of them tried to dodge the attack, but they weren’t very successful. And so, they got blown back in the process.

“++False Asgardian Prince Loki, we meet again...++”

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

At the sound of his name being spoken, the raven haired god looked up and spotted Kagome and some of the other pokemon lying on the ground in front of him and his large group, groaning in pain.

“++I see you managed to get free of your chains but not your muzzle. Has that silver tongue yours been silenced for good this time?++”

After kneeling by Kagome’s side and confirming that she and others were still alive, Loki slowly turned his attention to culprit responsible for this hovering off the ground in front of him, fifteen feet away, and narrowed his eyes at the small mythical pokemon.

“((Do I know you?))” he asked, completely ignoring his mocking question as he stood to his feet and laced his hands behind his back.

“++You may have not met this...pokemon...here, but I assure you, we have met before, Liesmith. Surely you haven’t forgotten my voice in the two weeks you got away from us, have you?++” Victini tilted his head.

Recognition flashed through Loki’s eyes as he assessed the pokemon in front of him very carefully. “((Ah! Thanos’ Chief Thinker and Sorcerer of the Black Order, Ebony Maw,))” he said with a grimace. “((I see you’ve found another...victim...to break in and play the role of a puppet to carry out your dirty deeds.))”

Victini raised an invisible brow at the slight hitch in the god’s voice, which may have been unnoticeable to others but not to him, and he looked down his nose at Loki, as he if he was the superior being and not the Jotun runt in front of him. “++He’s not quite the loyal follower yet, but he will be soon enough after this,++” he admitted, much to the surprise of Loki, who wasn’t expecting that. “++And it appears I have touched a nerve. Does this bring back fond memories for you, Liesmith?”

“((I forgot how weirdly chatty and obnoxious you can be at times,))” Loki’s aura turned cold in response to the slowly growing trepidation and anger churning within him, bringing a deep chill in the area that nearly had everyone except for the fire pokemon in the vicinity break out in shivers. “((And I wouldn’t consider those memories of mine fond at all, Lapdog.))”

Victini blinked when the last thing he received from the trickster god was a flash of red that briefly appeared in his hard green eyes before they disappeared.

“Loki...”

Gardevoir, who was unfortunately next to Loki, felt the full force of his true emotions that he was struggling to keep down as she adjusted her hold on Jane. And she could feel the half-spirit woman stirring in her arms as she leaned over and whispered right by the man’s ear. “You know this person who’s controlling Mr. Victini?” she asked.

Without taking his eyes off from the mind controlled Victini, Loki spoke back to her in an equally quiet tone of voice.

“((Let’s just say he’s someone who I had the misfortune of meeting and being around with, along with his so-called siblings, at one point in my life.))”

Before she could even form a response that, the ears on mind-control Victini’s started to glow bright gold.

“++Enough stalling! Come forth and surrender yourself, Liesmith!++” he commanded the god as his eyes started to bleed pink from the power he pulled from within him. “++In death, you will find true peace and freedom. Two of the most valuable things in the whole universe, and two of the most valuable things that mankind and non-humans alike striven for at some point in their lives. Even you, Loki Laufeyson, fought for those valuable things too in the past, fervently. You wanted to get them at all cost, but even that spirit of yours wasn’t enough. They soon became out of your reach, and as a result, you failed. Just like you failed at keeping the throne, failed at destroying the Jotuns, failed at winning your father’s love and approval, failed at being an equal to your golden brother, failed at taking your life, and failed at your mission given by the late Great Titan himself!++” he continued his speech. “++But you don’t have to be a failure no more. So come quietly and accept your new fate...accept it just like your brother, mother, father, and the rest of Asgard did. You can join them and the Loki of this universe in the afterlife now.++”

Time seemed to have slowed down for Loki at those words; however, once the Sorcerer’s speech fully seeped into his brain, everything around him came crashing down.

“((......W...What......?))”

He didn’t hear Kagome or Gardevoir shout his name as he slowly sunk to ground on his knees...

Didn’t hear the frantic battle cries of the pokemon as Victini form duplicates of himself and shot Inferno at some of the incoming pokemon trying to stop him...

Didn’t hear Kagome summon a bow and fire a glowing purple arrow at the metal headband on the pokemon’s forehead...

Didn’t her cry in shock then pain when she got thrown back into both Gardevoir and Bisharp...

Didn’t hear all three of them collapse next to him with a groan and drop Jane on the ground in the process...

And, he especially didn’t hear what sounded like Nero and several other people’s voices shout:

“Loki! Get up and move!”

Or see a charging Victini on fire about to burn him alive until he was fifteen feet away.

“++Psychic!++”

He quickly snapped out of his frozen state, eyes blown wide the size of dinner plates, and tried to get up only to find himself stuck in place. He chanced a quick look down, and to his complete shock, he was hit by the sense of déjà vu at the sight of a bluish-white light surrounding his body.

‘Shit!’ he panicked, struggling and working up a sweat trying to break free from Victini’s strong telekinetic hold. And by the time he managed to break free and conjure up a knife halfway into existence in his hand, he was too late.

“++V-create!++”

“Good grief, how could someone like you let someone as pathetic as Voldemort here get the upper hand on you, and nearly kill you!” a familiar voice, sassy and a bit angry in tone, cut in.

Before he could blink, a brown and black colored blur jumped in front of him and took the fire attack head-on.

BOOM!

The God of Mischief covered his eyes with his free arm from the bright light of the flames erupted in front of him. “Oh my god...I can’t believe it...” he heard Kagome along with all of the pokemon in the area slowly get up. “Auntie’s finally up. She’s finally up and standing on her feet!”

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

“{Quite the daring and reckless one your friend is.}”

“{I agree with Rayquaza on this one.}”

When the light that lit up the whole sky slowly began to dim down, Nero and his friends opened their eyes and turned back to the island. “Well, that’s just her. She wouldn’t be Jane Foster either way,” he said with a chuckle. ‘Huh?’ upon hearing the sound of a whirring engine, the devil hunter looked to the side and smirked.

“Sup y’all!”

‘And he’s right on time!’ his smirk widened at the sound of Sota’s voice coming through the huge black and grayish-white alien-like fighter jet he was piloting.

“Ready you guys?” Lady asked.

“Yeah! / I sure am!” everyone else, except for two pokemon who gave silent nods, roared in agreement.

Together, all of them started making their first descent on New Stargate Island.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

“[That girl is going to drain herself even faster if she’s going to do what I think she’s going to do.]”

“[That may be the case, Raiden. But let’s not count her out just yet. I can still sense a lot of fight left in her being right now, even if the poison is sapping some of it away.]”

The two great spirits materialized in the area not too far away from Rayquaza and the others heading down the island. They looked to the left to see a worn out Kyogre fighting an exhausted, red-eyed Zeraora, and looked to the right to see a worn out Lugia and Manaphy fighting an exhausted red-eyed Marshadow.

“[Really? Mind control...]” Raiden pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head with a sigh. “[How pathetic. The wretched fiend is too much of a coward to show his or herself face-to-face, and would instead, use others as their puppets to fight the battles for them.]”

“[Yes, it truly is my friend...]” Gale folded his arms, and with a contemplated hum, he turned his head to the Great Spirit of Lightning. “[So...how should we go about doing this?]” the humanoid cabbit motioned his head to scene below them.

A glint of various emotions appeared in the humanoid griffin’s ruby red eyes as he gauged both fights in his head. “[You go on and head over to the island and check on Jane and the others. Meanwhile, I’ll stay here and help out these three with freeing their friends since they look like they’re ‘bout to faint any moment now,]” Raiden suggested as he drifted downward.

Gale followed him with his eyes, raising an eyebrow as he did so. He wasn’t fooled by his fellow spirit’s nonchalance one bit. “[That’s because you don’t want to approach Jane right now at the moment in fear of playfully mocking and teasing the poor young woman to death,]” he called out and smirked when the humanoid griffin stopped in his tracks mid-flap.

And just when he was beginning to think he got him, Raiden spoke back to him over his shoulder.

“[It’s no so much the fear, but I think the temptation would be too great for me to ignore if I were to go over there now in my current mood.]”

And just like that, the Great Spirit of Lightning glowed bright yellow before taking off toward the battlefield like a bolt of lightning.

A sweat drop appeared on the side of his head as he placed his hands on his hips and let out a small chuckle. “[Well at least you admit it and acknowledge it now, Raiden. That’s more than enough for me.]”

He dropped his hands from his waist and turned his attention to the island, noticing that the light which had engulfed it and the sky earlier has now died down completely.

“[Good. Now I can approach the area without the worry of being blinded by the light.]”

The Great Spirit of Wind glowed bright green before taking off like a mighty gust of wind.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

“++Reality Stonewielder, I see that you finally woke up.++”

“Well yeah, no thanks to your obnoxious speech and you trying to kill everyone here!”

Loki removed his arm from his face and turned his eyes upon his savior only to stare at her, a bit flabbergasted.

Standing in front of him and some of the pokemon, in all of her fiery burning glory, was none other than Jane Foster, glowing with so much power as she held the intense flames of Victini’s attack back with just one hand. And the strange energy, mana, which she possessed, glowed a purple-white color as it wafted off of her illuminating body in waves.

“++How are you...++”

Unknown to the ones behind her, a ghost of a smirk appeared on Jane’s lips.

“I think you’re going to find out the hard way just how useless your attacks are going to be now...” the mana around the woman pulsed, as if it was alive and breathing. “Because such moves have little to no effect...” then the wind began to pick up in response to the gradual build-up of raw energy, and it swirled around Jane like a miniature twister until her whole being became covered in a thick veil of mana-like fire that made it extremely hard for anyone, even with keen eyes, to see inside. “...On someone like me.”

And finally, in a grand explosive burst of power, the veil grew twice its size and blew up in flames that turned from purple-white to blue-white.

“Someone like a half-spirit...”

Specks of mana flames fell around the field, showering the newly transformed Jane standing in the middle of the circled crowd in with its petals of light that shone golden orange the moment they touched her ethereal body, or warmed those under her protection the moment they landed on their bodies.

“...Who wields the power of light...” Jane gave the mind-controlled Victini a fanged frown, her purple eyes narrowed in determination and her fire colored wolf ears flicked back in preparation. “...And the power of fire...” with a low growl, she grabbed his fiery large v-shaped ears and squeezed them, canceling the V-create move out completely. “...With so much ease...” she immediately released the struggling mythical pokemon only to whirl around, conjuring up a knuckle knife in hand as she did so, and flipped it backwards. “Got it!” then in one smooth fluid motion, she turned back and smashed the butt of her weapon into his stomach.

“++Gaaahh!++” he flew back from the force of the surprise attack with the wind completely knocked out of him, and crashed to the ground, flinging up dirt in the air as his body flipped and skidded across the grass until he came to stop at the edge of the island.

Everyone stared in awe at the orange and yellow-red haired half-spirit with her four fire colored tails moving beside her in the wind as she vanished her weapon away.

“Loki...”

Jane’s voice snapped the trickster god out of whatever trance he had fallen into earlier, with such ease too he thought to himself a little embarrassingly, and looked up to see a dark blue hand in front of his face.

Loki blinked, his green eyes traveled from the hand, to the arm, and finally stopped at the woman’s face, who looked at him with a smile.

“Need a hand?”

Without saying anything, he shook his head, politely declining her help as he stood up from the ground with the grace of a panther and vanished his weapon away too. He looked down at Jane, and with a smile, he realized the mortal woman wasn’t that much shorter than him.

Just by five inches from the looks of it.

Still, he didn’t know why he felt so happy about that.

“What are you smiling about?” she asked curiously.

Loki shook his head again, his smile disappearing. “((Nothing important concerning you,))” he told her then gave her his signature grin. “((It’s nice to see you up on your feet, Jane Foster.))”

Jane pouted at him, and was about to say something, until a thought hit her. Then her eyes flew straight towards his muzzle, and noticed how badly damaged it was. Maybe if she...

“((What are you doing?))” Loki asked with slight suspicion in his voice, his eyes staring intently at the hand reaching for his face.

“Just hold still. This will only take but a second,” she moved closer to him.

Before Loki could protest, she touched his muzzle, freezing him in place. Jane cradled the side of his head with one hand, and with the other, she summoned a small pure white flame to the surface to surround the tip of her index finger. Then with a few simple quick taps on the left side, right side, and smack dab in the middle of his muzzle, she dropped her hands and stepped back.

Silence surrounded the clearing, other than Victini, who was quietly groaning in the background and struggling to get up.

“((What was the point of that—))”

CRACK!

“No way...” Kagome blurted out in shock.

CRACK!—

THUD!

Everyone stared at the shattered and melted muzzle embedded in the grass a bit dumbfounded.

Jane picked it up, destroyed the remains of it until there was nothing left behind, and turned around. “You were saying?” she folded her arms, her voice sounding a bit cheeky.

Despite having no words for that, Loki had something else in mind as he stepped closer to woman and whispered one word in her ear. “Why?”

“For taking care of me while I was knocked out from the poison.”

Before he could ask her how in the world did she know that, Victini finally managed to pull himself up, and with a frustrated growl of anger, the Victory Pokemon channeled some electricity into his hands.

“++It seems I have once again underestimated your power, Reality Stonewielder.++”

The God of Mischief and everyone else turned to the worn out mythical pokemon, and the first thing they noticed was the giant crack in the red jewel.

“You sure have,” she glared at him, her tails flickering behind her in irritation. “And there’s a lot more where that came from too! Wanna see it?” the half-spirit unfolded her arms and summoned her weapon back out again. ‘((Hey Loki?))’ she called out to him in her mind.

The raven haired god shot his eyes to her. At this point, he wasn’t even surprised that she could speak telepathy as well.

‘((Yes?))’ he answered back.

‘((This fight is just about as much as yours as it is mine. Think you can help me infiltrate his mind and free this poor pokemon from Voldemort’s control? I’ll even let you get first dibs on him the next time he makes an actual appearance for real...if you’re still gonna be around that is,))’ she offered.

‘((First dibs?))’

‘((Oh! Sorry about the Midgardian jargon. It means you get the first shot at him.))’

‘((I see...))’ he gave her a smirk. ‘((Well then, I accept your offer, Dr. Foster. But what about that poison of yours?))’

She gave him a small reassuring smile, despite the slight hint of pain that quickly flashed through her eyes. ‘((I’ll be fine for now. Just concentrate on trying not to get yourself killed, okay?))’

“++I see that you two are getting along pretty well.++”

Jane looked at Kagome and motioned for her and the pokemon with a single head gesture to leave, who nodded in understanding and herded all of the pokemon out of the way.

Now it was just her, Loki, and the mind-control mythical pokemon hovering in front of them.

“I guess you can say that,” Jane decided to humor him as she gripped her knuckle knife and slid into a battle stance.

Loki mimicked her stance, and brought out his knife again.

Victini narrowed his eyes. “++Two against one is a bit unfair, but that doesn’t matter...++” he looked down his nose at the two and readied himself. “++I can kill you both here now and go after the Stone myself later!++” he charged at them with a nice burst of speed.

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Fanfic Gift! (Smash): A Spirited Story

Haha, what, you expected just the one thing being late? It’s totally on time.

This is a double gift! Or, rather, a gift for two people: my friends @mrnerdling and @matsutzu, who talked with me a bunch about various things a lot last year and probably definitely longer. And absolutely does not double as missed birthday and holiday gifts, no sir.

They both like Fox and Wolf, they both like Smash, so I thought, “Hey, why not mash those two things together?” Because that’s a dumb brilliant idea, that’s why. So, yes.

It serves as another thank you gift for my friends, and shameless took the Smash Ultimate universe to bend to my lunacy creative thought process.

And it holds many, many gays within it. Because one pairing just wouldn’t cut it for me, like, ever.

Anyway! A fanfic below for you and anyone else looking to read. Please enjoy!

Along a wide, sunset bathed cliffside location, two hands drifted across the sky, hovering over a gathering of numerous creatures of different backgrounds.

An orderly hand pointed out with its finger, slowly flowing around the cast herd below, as it neared one.

“Fox!” An omnipotent voice thundered from the skies.

“Another fight, then.” Fox smirked and readied his blaster. A red coin flashed below his feet. “So be it. Let’s go!”

“No.”

“Wait, what?”

Drifting away, the hand floated off, and the red circle beneath Fox had vanished.

“…What was the point of that?” The pilot folded his arms and watched as the hand flew off. “…Pikachu, come on. Wasn’t that weird?”

“Pika pi.”

“Oh, don’t give me that.” Fox’s ears lowered as the yellow mouse beside him chuckled.

“Sorry, it’s too fun.” He scratched his ear and twitched his tail. “You’d think that it would make more sense for someone like me to talk, considering that you and your friends can.”

“Friend.” Fox rolled his eyes. “Falco is my friend, Wolf is not.”

“…I meant those other animal people.” Pikachu lifted his paw and counted. “If I have their names correct, that includes Peppy, Slippy, uh…Krystal, and—”

“Ok, ok, you got me there.” Fox shrugged. “Still, I don’t get why those hands can be so indecisive. I mean, the guy’s called ‘Master Hand,’ shouldn’t he be more of a master of his own fate kind of being?”

“Come to think of it, should we even be addressing him and the crazy one as males?” Pikachu tilted his head, watching the other hand circle through the sky, waving its fingers about wildly. “Just because they have masculine voices, that doesn’t really confirm if we’re meant to address them as such.”

“They want to be addressed that way, last I heard.” Fox rubbed behind his head. “I know they’re just floating hands with supreme powers in this realm, but they are alive in their own sense, so…” Fox sighed. “This is a complete separate conversation from what I wanted to talk about.”

“Ridley!”

“Ah, is this the part where we all yell out, ‘Ridley confirmed!’” Pikachu smirked as a crowd some distance from him and Fox did just that. “Ah…that never gets old.”

“Samus kind of hates that.” Fox glanced over as the armored warrior seethed. “A lot.”

“Yeah…and I have some memory of fighting him too, now that you mention it.” Pikachu shrugged. “But hey, he’s oddly good with Pichu.”

“So is that big cat guy from your universe!” Fox blinked. “…Is he a guy cat?”

“The one with us today happens to be, yes.” Pikachu chuckled. “Got your head spinning a bit, huh?”

“Ugh, honestly.”

“King K. Rool!”

“And there’s Donkey Kong’s most hated,” pointed out Fox, as a blue light burst from under a large crocodile with a crown.

“Sure…his, uh, ‘most hated,’ let’s go with that.”

“They’re enemies, from what I was told.” Fox raised an eyebrow. “Did I miss something?”

“Uh…someone else should explain it to you.”

“Duck Hunt! Duck Hunt! Duck Hunt!”

“What the hell is he doing now?”

“Probably trying to make that sound ridiculous if he can mash it quickly enough.” Pikachu snickered. “If you’re fast enough, it sounds like—”

“Something really immature.”

“Um…well…” Pikachu puffed out his cheek. “Buzzkill, dude.”

“I’m just saying.”

“Yeah, you’re right, I guess.”

“Shulk!”

“Pit!”

“Ice Climbers!”

“Team Battle!”

“Time!”

“Stamina!”

“Time!”

“Huh.” Pikachu scratched his nose. “Guess they’re swapping rules along with us.”

“This is the first time I haven’t heard them yell ‘Stock’ in ages.” Fox clutched his head. “It’s almost always the case.”

“Pretty much.”

“Ready to Fight!”

Disks of earth erupted from the ground, carrying off the six selected fighters. A massive portal opened up, carrying them off to a spacious field with a train rushing through the area.

“Ooh…that’s going to suck for them.” Pikachu winced. “Spirit Train gets a little crowded, you know?”

“It’s not exactly my first choice either,” admitted Fox. “Though…it’s nice to feel the rush of the wind on a moving vehicle.”

“You would enjoy that.” Pikachu shook his head and ambled away. “Ah well. Let’s get going.”

“Going?”

“Yeah.” Pikachu turned back and blinked. “What, you’re not going to just sit here and wait for them to drag us off in who knows how long that fight’s going for, are you?”

“Well, I…I just figured…”

“Oh my gosh, you were.”

“Hey, come on!” Fox folded his arms. “What else are we supposed to do?”

“Literally anything else.” Pikachu rolled his eyes. “They don’t even need us exactly to stand here. We’re two of…how many versions of us exist here again?”

“Point taken, but—”

“But nothing.” Pikachu motioned for Fox to follow him. “Palutena is going to have a bunch of us at her temple.”

“To do what?”

“I don’t know, socialize?” Pikachu continued walking. “Look, you can stand here and wait in your numbered spot, if you want. But, I’d rather relax and play with my friends than just…sit here.”

Glancing back at the barren sky, Fox spun around as another portal opened in the sky. A goddess with flowing green hair rose up.

“How is it you mortals start these sort of things?” Palutena tapped her cheek, and then shrugged. “Ah, whatever. Come on, let’s party!”

Bewildered, Fox shook his head and walked behind Pikachu, as they both followed the massive crowd through the portal.

Entering a vast structure in the heavens above, Fox and Pikachu stepped onto a grassy cliff. A smaller mouse scurried over to them and excited grabbed at Pikachu.

“Pikachu, Pikachu!” The tiny mouse bounced around. “Come on, come on! Kirby’s going to play with me and Jigglypuff! And he’s bringing Meta Knight too!”

“Aw, that’s really cute, Pichu…wait, Meta Knight?” Pikachu grinned. “This, I’ve got to see.” He turned back to Fox. “See you later, Number 7.”

“Later, Number 8.”

“Maybe that trainer will let the other Pokemon play with us too!”

“As long as he’s not stuffing us in balls, sounds good.”

Fox waved as the Pokemon hurried across the bridge. They bumped a black-winged angel off, who flapped his wings and floated back onto the wooden planks.

“Hey! Watch it!”

“Aw, don’t be so angry, Pittoo.” Palutena floated to him, spiraling her staff around. “Come on, relax, enjoy yourself instead of brooding for once.”

“It’s not brooding, it’s thinking quietly.”

“Sure, right.”

“Don’t you have an angel of your own to annoy?”

“He got selected to battle, or didn’t you hear those other god hands choose him?” Palutena laughed. “That means I get to boss you around in his place!”

“Not happening.”

“You’re not refusing a goddess, are you, Pittoo?”

“My name is Dark Pit!”

“…That really, really doesn’t sound much better.”

Fox stifled a laugh and hopped from the cliff, down to the next, and walked over to a flat platform between it and another grassy cliff. He gazed out at the golden clouds and smiled before turning and sitting by the water’s edge, listening to the cascading waterfall flow down below him.

“Yo, Fox!”

Glancing up, Fox watched as a blue bird flipped backwards off of a cloud, leaping down and landing on the grass below. He popped back up, waved his wing with a wink, and walked over.

“Falco, hey.” Fox waved, and then pointed past him. “You do know there was a ladder that you could’ve taken, right?”

“Yeah, but wasn’t that way more stylish?” Falco rubbed a wing over his beak. “That’s much more my speed, you know?”

“If you want to break your feet some day, sure.” Fox chuckled as Falco sat beside him. “So, what are you up to around here?”

“Nothing much, just enjoying a nice perch.”

“Leave to Falco to find a high spot to hang from,” teased Fox.

“What can I say?” Falco smirked. “I do prefer the air.”

“Oh, not that again.”

“Come on, it’s a great line!” Falco puffed out his chest. “It’s really…me, you know?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Don’t be jealous because I’m the one with more personality,” mocked Falco. “That’s why a lot of people get into this place, you know. Go ask that spunky princess, the blonde fighter guy, or that blue vested vampire guy.”

“Vampire killer, I think.”

“Whatever, they hang out with a vampire either way.”

“True.” Fox blinked. “Speaking of, have you seen Krystal?”

“Nope.”

“…You…don’t sound all that concerned about her.”

“Why should I?” Falco shrugged. “She’s not really the same as us, you know?”

“Hey, she can fight just the same—”

“As in from the same point in our universe, Fox.”

“Ah. Well…wait, what do you mean?”

“You know, that whole, uh…how did the others put it…?” Falco waved his wings around. “The chronology thing! How she’s from this set era based on a time that we never existed in. It’s not really hers either, but it’s from that adventure.”

“An adventure of ours that we’ve never been on?”

“There, that!” Falco grinned, as Fox tilted his head. “…Don’t look at me like that. You remember going to the dinosaur planet, Sauria?”

“No, but…I don’t remember a lot of things that I’m supposed to around here.” Fox rubbed his head. “Something about space alien species known as Aparoids, Andross having a grandson, it’s all…I don’t know, foreign?”

“Includes Krystal,” reminded Falco.

“Look, just because we don’t really recognize her and she doesn’t really understand why we’re different doesn’t mean that we should treat her like she doesn’t belong with us.” Fox lowered his eyes as Falco folded his arms. “Come on, don’t be like that.”

“She’s weird, just admit it.”

“Different, not weird,” corrected Fox.

“Call it what you want.” Falco shrugged. “Anywho, that’s neither here nor there. At least she has herself around here. Peppy being a big handsome penguin with a bunny headband is weird.”

“Yeah, you’ve got…wait, what?”

“I mean, I know it’s not really him, but—”

“Whoa, whoa, back it up.” Fox pointed at Falco. “Did you just utter ‘handsome’ about that big penguin guy?”

“…No?”

“Pretty sure my hearing is one of the best around here.”

“Pretty sure you’re crazy.”

“Falco.”

“Ok, maybe I did!” Falco hopped up from Fox’s side. “So what?”

“Are you into him?”

“Into who?”

“That penguin.” Fox tapped at his chin. “I think he’s…Dedede?”

“King Dedede.”

“Holy crap, you do have a crush on him.”

“Do not!” Falco blushed and twisted away. “It’s not like it’s that big of a deal.”

“Are you so offended by me knowing?”

“Knowing what?!”

“That you like the king.”

“Which?” Falco snapped his beak shut and twisted back, eyes widened. “Uh…what?!”

“…You like more than one of them?”

“No!” Falco twisted back and placed his hands on his hips. “Where do you even get off with those ideas?”

“Well, the only red spots of your feathers are around your eyes, not your cheeks.” Fox pointed at Falco’s brightened face. “Also, I think even your beak is glowing a bit from—”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Aw, that’s so cute.” Fox blinked. “Hang on, did you like Peppy before—?”

“Ew, no!” Falco fumed. “Enough, Fox!”

“So…if King Dedede is one…” Fox snapped his fingers. “Oh, that King K. Rool guy, he’s another one, huh?”

“Gross, no way!” Falco stomped his foot. “Come off it, Fox!”

“Wow, you are.” Fox smirked. “The penguin I get, birds of a feather and all that. But the crocodile?”

“What?! What’s wrong with him?!” Falco shifted his eyes back and forth wildly. “Uh, not that I care.”

“Hmm.” Fox’s grin broadened. “Do you have a thing for big guys, Falco? I didn’t think you had a particular type.”

“I don’t!”

“You sure?”

“Shut up, Fox!”

“Hey, do you like that Wario guy too?”

“Are you serious?!” Falco scooped Fox up by his jacket. “Ooh, I could clobber you myself, here and now!”

“Think that role is reserved for me.”

Both pilots spiraled around as a third stood on the cliffs above them, smirking a toothy grin.

“Wolf!”

“Saved by the rival.” Falco sighed, and blinked, releasing Fox. “Not…not that I needed that.”

“Good, because I’m not here to rescue you from your embarrassing heavy guy crushes,” mocked Wolf.

“Oh, come on!”

“What the hell do you want, Wolf?!”

“Just keeping tabs on you, same as always, Fox.” Wolf spun away. “Carry on, you two, gossiping like those psychic kids and villagers about silly crushes.”

Running off, Wolf cackled as he hurried away. Tightening his hands to fists, Fox jerked up from the ground.

“Fox, he’s absolutely baiting you,” cautioned Falco. “What for is beyond me, but that’s definitely bait.”

“Maybe so, but I’m not just going to let him go around causing trouble whenever or wherever he wants.” Fox jumped up to the cliff. “If anyone can stop him, it’s me!”

“You get him, Fox!” Falco rubbed behind his head as Fox twisted around, shooting his teammate an inquisitive look. “Uh…what?”

“You’re not coming?”

“Um…you, uh, you want me to?”

“…You’re waiting for that penguin, aren’t you?”

“No!”

“Whatever, I can handle Wolf on my own.”

“Hey, Fox!”

Running across the bridge, Fox charged after Wolf, who disappeared past the fountain. Hopping down from a ledge as three princesses giggled and whispered with one another near an actual temple, he surged past them, swinging down past another ledge.

“Hey, watch where you’re going, tough guy!” The princess in yellow and orange placed her hands on her hips, glaring after him. “My girlfriends and I don’t appreciate you just running amuck, got it?”

“Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt the gal pals.”

“Girlfriends.”

“Right, that’s what—” Wolf clasped his mouth shut. “Oh. …Huh. My mistake. Carry on and enjoy, ladies.”

Grinning, he hopped down to a pit below, falling past a hall and down to a cavern dungeon. A blue frog and a red tiger were chattering together there.

“Ok, so the cave was a less, uh…intimate than I imagined,” admitted the tiger. “That’s my bad.”

“It’s double your bad, Incineroar, because I told you this place wasn’t a nice spot,” grumbled the frog. “I’ve been here before, you haven’t.”

“Sorry, for the third time already, Greninja!” Incineroar folded his arms. “Look, I just thought somewhere darker might be cozier for us than…” He shuddered. “…Cozier than anywhere near the waterfalls.”

“Or the fountain,” insisted Greninja. “Those were nicer spots!”

“Boy oh boy, I do love interrupting couples today.” Both jerked around and glared at Wolf, who grinned and waved at them. “Hello, fellow evildoers.”

“In our world, ‘evil’ is a description of mysterious types that people don’t understand, including our own kind,” snapped the frog. “It’s not the same as in yours at all.”

“Right, sure.”

“What do you want, Wolf?”

“Ooh, you know me!” Wolf placed his hand over his chest. “I’m touched, kitty-cat.”

“It’s Incineroar,” snapped Greninja. “Quit being condescending.”

“So defensive of your partner,” teased Wolf. “How sweet.”

“If you don’t want me to pound you out of the stratosphere, you’ll choose your next words carefully.” Incineroar growled.

“Come on, we all know you’re a big softie.”

“I’m not,” warned Greninja.

“No, you…you’re rougher.” Wolf grinned. “Like me.”

“What?”

“You two and I should team up once in a while,” offered Wolf. “After all, I’ve got an assassin on my team back where I’m from, like you, froggie.” Wolf beamed as Greninja rolled his eyes. “And you, well…apparently, I have worked with a big cat before. Maybe not as meaty, and maybe not to my recollection, but—”

“Not interested.” Incineroar smirked. “Like you called it, I’m the big softie. Folks may like me fooling around with the bad guys for show, but I’m not about to roll with one like you outside of one.”

“…Huh. First time that one backfired on me.”

“Wolf!”

Twisting back with a jump, Wolf lowered his eyes as Fox growled at him from above.

“Sorry, boys, looks like I’ve got to run.” He grinned back to them. “Enjoy your date. Offer’s open whenever you like.”

“It’ll stay open,” both Pokemon fired back simultaneously.

Hopping up onto an orange spring, Wolf flew up and past Fox, bouncing onto another spring and upwards again.

“Get back here!”

Jumping onto the spring, Fox chased after him. Incineroar and Greninja blinked athe two disappearing pilots and glanced back to each other.

“Fountain of Dreams would have been a much nicer spot to be right now,” insisted Greninja. “We could have had a relaxing evening there.”

“Oh, here we go.” Incineroar sighed and rolled his eyes. “Babe, what part of ‘Fire Type’ don’t you get?”

Fox carried on after Wolf, but stopped short as he climbed up to the fountain. A monkey in a cap and shirt walked past him.

“Oh, hey! Uh…Diddy Kong!” Fox hurried to the monkey. “Listen, can you help me catch Wolf? I need to—”

“Wolf?! He’s here, in this place?!”

Jerking back, Fox blinked at the monkey. His eyes were lowered and he grinned darkly.

“Star Fox, I’m certainly not about to help you over my, ah…leader.”

“…So…you not wearing red…is because…?” Fox blinked. “Are you ok, Diddy?”

“It’s Andrew, Fox!”

“…Ah.” Fox nodded. “In that case…”

Grabbing the monkey by the shirt, Fox flung him out past the bridge and spiraling away from the skies, as the chimp screamed out and fell away.

“You’re lucky that doesn’t kill you,” called Fox with a wave. Twisting back, he gazed past the fountain. “Now…after Wolf.”

Clawing his way up platforms past the temple, Wolf leapt up and to the shrine that hovered above the smaller temple. He rushed to the altar, where Palutena talked with a blue haired woman.

“So then, I rushed back through time to go help my father, and put a stop to the fell dragon once and for all.” The woman blinked, and unsheathed her sword. “Lady Palutena! Be wary. A beast approaches.”

“What?” Palutena turned around. “Oh, you.” She smiled. “Wolf, wasn’t it?”

“That’s right.” Wolf rested his hands on his knees. “I’m going to need your help, ah, Lady Palutena.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard right.” He picked himself back up. “Come on, get me a portal that goes to the other big crowd, off at that cave.”

“The one below? I think there’s only a couple down there.”

“The other cave, not even here.” Wolf paused and waved a fist up and down. “You know, where that, uh…that penguin comes from.”

“Oh, the Great Cave.” Palutena nodded, and turned back to the woman. “Sorry, where were you with the story, Lucina?”

“Hey, I introduced you to her! The whole ‘mortal above the rest like Link,’ wasn’t it? They’re the two that catch your eye the most.” Wolf folded his arms. “You owe me.”

“I believe you’ve forgotten that I’m goddess,” reminded Palutena, maintaining her smile as she whipped back to Wolf. “I don’t owe you anything.”

“But don’t you want to help out a poor, troubled creature like me?”

“You have me confused with the other goddess who takes in nature’s strays.”

“Come on, I need to get somewhere where I can get lost with a partner of mine.”

“Oh, him.” Palutena giggled. “That much I could arrange. Just give me a moment to get the Hands’ attention and permission.”

“…Don’t you use your own powers here?”

“Not quite. This place isn’t the same as my home.” Palutena tapped at the altar. “I can use some magic here, but the Hands are the ones in control.” She turned and raised her staff. “Ok, we should be good.”

“Wait, that quick?”

“I may be limited here, but I am a goddess.”

A portal opened across the sky and Wolf gazed in at the castle and grass structures over lava. He smirked as he heard someone groan and crawl up the shrine.

“Wolf!”

“Thanks a bundle, then, goddess!” Wolf rushed through the portal. “Don’t keep me waiting, Fox!”

“Get back here!”

Running after Wolf, Fox disappeared through the portal as it sealed away from the heavenly skies. Palutena sighed and flipped her hair.

“My apologies, Lucina.” The swordswoman gawked at her as she leaned against the altar. “Now, you went through time to catch up with Chrom, right? I think he’s with Robin past the tower now, if you want to go see those men…well, you know their bonds, I’m sure.”

Jumping out of the portal over the castle and landing on the platform over the lava, Fox whirled around, spotting Wolf as he flipped down from a ledge past the palm trees.

“Catch me if you can, McCloud!”

“Damn it, Wolf!”

Flipping past women with guns, with one blowing a kiss to the other, Fox and Wolf descended across the platforms, jumping down deeper into the cave.

“Mind the mine carts, Fox,” cautioned Wolf.

“What do you care?!”

“A lot.”

“What?!”

“Come on, let’s—”

“No, enough of this!”

Tackling Wolf, the two canine pilots dropped past a burning wall and crashed down onto a tile ramp. Eying the track that ascended past the cannon, Wolf exhaled, and grunted as Fox pinned him to the floor.

“Start talking, Wolf!” Fox growled. “What are you up to?”

“Never thought you’d end up on top between us,” teased Wolf.

“Wuh…what?!”

“Lighten up, Fox.” Wolf pushed Fox from atop him. “Come on, let’s go somewhere else.”

“Oh no, I didn’t chase you from one stage to another to just…talk!”

“Hey, I’m the one that wanted to come here to do just that.”

“…Come again?”

“Nuh-uh.” Wolf wagged his finger. “Come on, follow me. Before we get run over…”

Ambling down the ramp, Wolf beckoned Fox to follow. Raising an eyebrow, glancing back for the cart, Fox shook his head and followed Wolf down the ramp. Ahead of them, past the platforms before the castle, stood a boy in an orange tunic.

“Oh, isn’t that one of the Links?” Fox waved to him.

“Fox, hold on—”

“Hello there, Link!”

Twisting around, the boy grinned happily. He plucked a bomb out and hopped forward at Wolf and Fox.

“…Does he normally do that?”

“No!”

“Didn’t think so.”

Jumping out, Wolf kicked the boy back, knocking his bomb away. Grinning still, the boy hopped up, and bounced away along the ramp of railway tracks.

“Kids with bombs are scary, but that was outright terrifying,” murmured Wolf. “You good, Fox?”

“What was wrong with him?!”

“That wasn’t actually a Link, Fox.” Wolf scratched his head. “Aren’t you used to this world, yet?”

“You say that like you are!”

“Kind of am.”

“How?!”

“We’re Spirits, Fox. It’s not like we’re actually who we are.”

“…Come again?”

“Look, I’m not explaining this on the tracks.” Wolf jumped down and past the buried castle walls. “Let’s go this way.”

Raising an eyebrow, Fox followed Wolf along, and they walked past the castle’s pillars. Ahead, beyond the platform, were a man and monster.

“Isn’t that Bowser and Mario?” Fox pointed at the two.

“Don’t try greeting them,” warned Wolf. He glanced at the pair and exhaled, brushing his head. “Well, at least they’re the usual two.”

“Huh?”

“Just shut up and listen.”

Blinking, Fox looked from Wolf and back to the duo. Mario watched as Bowser took his hand, and guided him to the tiled platforms below the lava ceiling.

“Come on, just look at that!” Bowser grinned to Mario. “That’s such a look for my castle, and it’d be perfect!”

“While I admit that a lava infested castle sounds like it should belong to you, I’m pretty happy that it’s not yours.”

“Mario, come on.” Bowser lifted his arms and flopped them down. “This place should be mine, not Dedede’s or Kirby’s or whoever.”

“Meta Knight’s?”

“Sure, him. Though he owns a whole battleship, so he doesn’t care about this place.”

“I’m not sure if any of them do, really.”

“All the more reason it should have been my castle!”

“You did get a few places that look like it,” reminded Mario. He guided Bowser back by the hand, and pointed at the castle walls. “Besides, look at the windows of…are those stained glass or something else?”

“They look like clay.”

“Weird.” Mario shook his head. “Anyway! This place isn’t really the best location, is it? It’s so hard to find anyone around here, it’s too spacious, and would you really want your castle to be so marred by tons of lava spots where touching them could practically kill you?”

“…That literally sounds like my castle, so, yes.”

“Ugh, Bowser…” Mario brushed a hand over his head. “Ok, look, I admit that you should have a better place to call your home—”

“Thank you!”

“But, you and I can share nicer spots around the Mushroom Kingdom stages.” Mario took both of Bowser’s hands into his own. “Isn’t that be nicer than, I don’t know, a huge mess like this place?”

“Maybe.” Bowser sighed. “I just don’t like sharing them with…let’s see, three princesses, one of my plants, each of the seven Koopalings, the alternate reality version of you as a doctor—”

“Ok, it’s strange, I know, but we have a lot of places that feel like home for all of us,” reasoned Mario. “Out of those places, you and I can always find somewhere that’s just right for, well, us.”

“…And Junior, and your brother—”

“Bowser.”

“Yeah, those two I don’t mind as much.” He chuckled as Mario nudged his stomach. “Sorry, sorry. You’re right, I just don’t like admitting it.” He shrugged. “So, you want to get out of here?”

“We need to wait for someone to get us out of here.” Mario scratched behind his head. “Besides, you said you wanted me to model some of the new costumes for you?”

“Ooh, can you bring those out from here?” Bowser clapped his hands together. “Your wedding tuxedo is a lot hotter than I like admitting to.”

“Wait, what?!”

Mario and Bowser spiraled around as Wolf groaned, pushing Fox down from their sight.

“These places have no privacy at all,” muttered Bowser. Louder, he grumbled out, “What do you want, Wolf?”

“Nothing from you, Bowser.” He sheepishly grinned. “Just admiring you and yours.”

“Super. Admire us another time and give us our minute alone, will you?”

“Sure thing, buddy.”

“We’re not buddies.”

“We’re definitely buddies.”

“Get lost, already.”

Chuckling, Wolf slid down from the pillar and pulled Fox away. Tugging his arm free, Fox pointed back in the couple’s direction.

“I have several questions.”

“Spirits, Fox.” Wolf rolled his visible eye, and ambled away from the buried castle walls. “That literally answers everything.”

“It does not!”

“We’re Spirits that are based on the lot of our different universes and all mashed together here to fight and mingle otherwise, while also preventing the fabric of reality from being disrupted and causing a calamity across all of our homes from our joining.” Wolf’s shoulders slumped as Fox’s mouth parted open. “How does that not make sense to you?”

“You sounded smart.”

“Ouch. Thanks.”

Spotting the Young Link in orange ride a mine cart down holding a bomb, Wolf grabbed Fox again, and dragged him across the platforms in front of the castle. They waited as the mine cart crashed on the platform above them, rattled off past, and crashed into the walls behind them.

“Is he going to be—?”

“He’s fine.” Wolf tugged Fox on again. “Quit acting like you don’t know how this place works, Fox. Didn’t you lob a monkey off the bridge earlier?”

“You saw that?”

“Hey, you were supposed to be chasing me.” Wolf chuckled. “Had to know why you stopped.”

“He was acting like Oikonny from home.”

“Ah.” Wolf shook his head. “I don’t know why multiple versions of me ever even recruited him. I get that it was mostly Andross’s meddling, but—”

“Speaking of, we’re through, by the way.” Fox pulled from Wolf again. “You helped them with killing my father, and you’re still my enemy.”

“Based on him, not him,” reiterated Wolf. “Is it that hard to get?”

“Doesn’t matter to me.” Fox shook his head. “You’re a Wolf through and through after all.”

“A Wolf that has memories of multiple lives and origins, Fox.” He chased after Fox, as the two hopped past a platform near blue and purple crystals. “There’s a world, a galaxy, where you and I have allied with one another. Multiple times.”

“That’s got to be a lie.”

“It’s not!” Fox turned back as Wolf paused. “It…it’s not. You know about that…uh, that alternate version of the Lylat that Krystal yammers about?”

“You know her name?”

“She’s one of us!” Wolf shuddered. “Even if I do find that creepy to admit out loud.”

“Go on.”

“Huh? Oh.” Wolf cleared his throat. “That place, the one with the, um…the Aparoids.” Wolf took Fox’s hand. “You and I were side-by-side in that place.”

“And…you remember that?”

“Well…no.”

“So much for multiple memories—”

“Look, Fox.” Wolf watched as Fox jumped down by the bottom section of crystal shards, and hopped after him. “Please, I’m trying to—”

“Trying what, Wolf?!” Fox spiraled around. “What do you even want?”

“This version of me holds the memories of a Wolf that held some kind of basis on that Wolf.” Wolf dragged his claw over his face. “That sounded so much better in my head.”

“Did it?”

“Fox, the Wolf that was a Trophy, from this universe…” Wolf paused and straightened his posture. “You know how we’re all assigned numbers and we’re meant to be based on fighters that were previously from this place, right?”

“What, like how I’m Number 7 out of…however many we are again?”

“Yes, yes, that!” Wolf grinned, more genuinely than his usual kind. “You’re Number 7, and I’m Number 44. We’re the basis of fighters that the Master Hand has had clash before in this place. And I don’t get that very much, but I know of the Wolf that was a Trophy before me, one that was lost years ago.”

“They lost a few before, and only some were found during the last gathering of everyone,” recalled Fox. Wolf raised an eyebrow to him, and Fox turned away. “I paid attention to the stories, I just…don’t really understand them that well. Or the ones that keep calling me one of the Original 8, like that should mean something to me.”

“It does in this universe, Fox.” Wolf grabbed his hand again. “And that’s the weird thing, because I know you have some of those memories instilled into you, just like I do.”

“Uh…well, I sort of—”

“You do! I already know you do!” Wolf pointed back. “That’s why you can pick up on so many names and recognize faces quickly. Mario’s like an old friend even though he looks nothing like us, right?”

“He…feels that way, sure, but—”

“But nothing!” Wolf shook Fox’s hands again. “This is what I mean. These versions of us, we’re…we are, but we’re not who we are.” He smiled again. “That means we have the freedom to pursue what we want when we’re not part of the battles, not part of the show.” His lips curled up further. “Why do you think we’ve hurried past so many pairs earlier?”

“What? Those princesses, Mario with Bowser—?”

“Even Falco crushing on some weird type interest he developed.” Wolf nodded. “That’s all part of the freedoms we do have here, the will to choose how we go forward from who we’re supposed to shadow, and who we want to be.”

“That’s a really weird concept.”

“Is it, though?” Wolf folded his arms. “Come on, don’t act like you feel entirely comfortable around even Falco.”

“He’s my good friend and teammate,” defended Fox. “We belong together.”

“There’s nothing about him that seems odd?” Wolf snorted. “Besides the crushes.”

“Well…not weird enough—”

“But there are differences to what you think you know about him!” Wolf pointed at Fox. “And, and, he has those weird lines that he brings up that he swears up and down—”

“That he’s used countless times before,” finished Fox. He blinked and gazed at the shards. “…Like it’s something we’ve talked about plenty of times already, but I don’t even remember him saying them.”

“Exactly!”

“Still…” Fox folded his arms. “I don’t think…I mean, we are like that, but…Falco—”

“No, no, Falco’s served his purpose for my point, leave him to his one-sided lusting.” Fox opened his mouth, but Wolf covered it. “He barely knows any of them, and I know for a fact that King K. Rool has eyes more for Ridley and Donkey Kong over Falco, so that’s definitely a lost cause.” Wolf dropped his hand away. “Us so-called villains tend to get lumped together, even though you’ve already seen that I’m not exactly the best of friends with them.”

“Bowser likes you.”

“No he doesn’t.”

“He could’ve been a lot angrier at us before.” Fox smirked. “I think he does like you.”

“And again, you feel like you know him, don’t you?” Wolf placed his hands on his hips as Fox’s arms fell, and he slowly nodded. “It’s because your Spirit is imbued with the memories of the Fox, or the Foxes, that came before you.”

“It really doesn’t sound any more normal the more you repeat that,” deadpanned Fox.

“Fine, sorry.” Wolf shrugged. “Anyway, my point is that, when we’re not being forced to face off against each other…why don’t you and I…get to know one another better, as we are here?”

“…You have no friends.”

“Not really where I was going with that.”

“You want stable friends that are more familiar to you than your villain buddies.”

“Sort of on the right track, yes.” Wolf sighed. “Fox, whether we like to admit it or not, we’re close, and connected.” Fox opened his mouth. “Yes we are, don’t argue it.” Fox shut his mouth. “Look, can we just…try something different?”

“For what? For us, or for…for who Fox and Wolf are supposed to be?”

“Uh…both?” Wolf scratched his cheek and nodded. “Both, let’s go with both.”

“So…what do you want to be?” Fox huffed and rolled his eyes. “Like Mario and Bowser back there?”

“Why not?”

“Because we’re not a couple!”

“Why not?”

“Because we’re…we’re…”

“Not enemies.” Wolf held up his finger and wagged it. “We’re supposed to be, especially when we’re on display. But who we are…who we want to be…we don’t have to follow that design set for us.”

“So, what, you want to be boyfriends?” Fox shot up an eyebrow. “What, am I supposed to believe that you’ve been attracted to me all this time?”

“…Well—”

“Oh, come on.”

“You’ve got really pretty eyes. Emeralds.”

“Wolf.”

“A really nice figure all around too—”

“Wolf!”

“What? I’m catching you up to speed.”

“But…but we’re not…” Fox’s cheeks fired up. “…You really like my eyes?”

“Sure, the eyes are the compliment you liked.”

“Wolf!”

“Yes, ok?!” Wolf laughed and placed a claw on Fox’s shoulder. “…Yes.” He sighed. “I can’t get rid of this…this gnawing feeling in my mind. I want to be with you, and for some reason…I don’t know, being at your side feels…right.”

“…Which Wolf is that one based on?”

“I don’t know.” Wolf shrugged. “I don’t know if it’s the past Wolf’s thoughts, the current Wolf’s thoughts, some foreign iteration of me, or…or if it’s what I came up with myself.” Wolf sighed. “I just…I feel some weird sense of peace with you. Familiarity. Nostalgia. I don’t know what it is, but it calms me.” He sighed, brushing his arm over his reddened face. “You ever get that?”

“…Usually with Falco, honestly, but…” Fox rubbed behind his neck. “I’d be lying if I denied having those feelings around you too.”

“…So…”

“…This is absolutely insane, but…”

“Is Fox McCloud thinking about a life with me?”

“Thinking about it.” Fox groaned as Wolf beamed. “Don’t make me regret that.”

“You won’t, promise.”

Wolf kissed Fox’s cheek, to which Fox jumped. He backed away as Wolf tilted his head at him.

“What? Boyfriends kiss.”

“We’re not boyfriends!”

“Not yet.”

“…Yet…”

“Fox?”

“…Somehow…this feels…”

“…Familiar?”

“Yeah.” Fox frowned. “Why?”

“I don’t know.” Wolf touched his chest. “My heart pounds harder around you than anyone else, but that feels somehow like it’s supposed to be that way.”

“When I’m with you, I just thought that my fur standing on edge was because we’re supposed to be enemies.” Fox gazed down. “But it feels that way now, and I don’t feel like fighting with you, so…that’s not the case, is it?”

“Maybe it is. And maybe we’re perverting who we’re meant to be after all.”

“But then why should we do it?”

“Because it’s our choice.” Wolf closed the distance between them. “Maybe you don’t want to be with me, Fox, and that’s fine. But I like this, because we get to pick that we want to be together. And nothing feels like a greater middle finger to what destiny dictates us to be than to being with someone who’s meant to be your enemy.”

“…Where the hell did you pull all of that from?”

“Ah, well, I, uh…I might have listened to Chrom and Robin talking about their feelings and stories and…I don’t know, how their big romance started.” Wolf shrugged. “Everyone thought Chrom could only feel that way about the woman Robin, but he acted like that around the man Robin as well, or one form of him did, so…the two of them are why a lot of us questioned who we can be.”

“…So Robin and Chrom’s relationship spawned all of this?”

“No, not quite…but it did help a lot of us wonder.” Wolf cleared his throat. “At least, I did happen to pick up on it from them, and then went around, you know, observing—”

“Spying.”

“Not really…ok, fine, yes, I spied on others.” Wolf shrugged. “Sue me. It helped me come up with all of these thoughts.”

“…How many others?”

“Not that many.”

“All of the other villains?”

“Well, a lot of them, namely Bowser and K. Rool, but not all of them.” Wolf groaned. “Can we just get back to what we want to do?” Wolf rested his arms on Fox’s shoulders. “Tell me: do you want to try this, whatever we have…do you want to be with me?”

“That’s…oddly polite of you.”

“I’m a jerk, but I’ve got a little bit of heart.” Wolf chuckled. “It’s just buried away.”

“Like this castle?”

“Um…sure.”

“Ok then.” Fox slowly exhaled. “Then…maybe I can…unearth it?”

They paused for a moment. Then, Wolf cracked a smile and snorted.

“Don’t—”

“What?”

“You’re ruining my only moment.”

“That was cute.”

“Oh, shut up.”

“Make me.”

“Gladly.”

Grabbing Wolf’s cheeks, Fox hesitated, and the two gazed at one another. Slowly, he guided his face into Wolf’s, as they closed their eyes, and pressed their lips together. Wolf wrapped his arms around Fox’s back, as Fox’s hands slid down Wolf’s face and around his shoulders. Gently, they broke apart, and opened their eyes, staring into one another again, and slightly smiling.

“Finally.”

Both pilots jerked forward and whirled around, glancing at the cliff above them. A white and purple cat rolled its eyes while a black and blue jackal lightly clapped his paws together.

“That only took, what, an hour?”

“Mewtwo, hush.”

“How…how long were you listening?” Fox poked his head past Wolf’s, as the larger canine faced away from their interlopers. “And why are you still?”

“You interrupted our date,” deadpanned Mewtwo. “The least Lucario and I could do was intrude on yours.”

“Hush.” Lucario smiled to the pair below. “I thought the whole thing was really adorable. A great confession sequence, and a true proclamation of love! Your auras were dancing with such a delight when you finally came together—”

“Quit overselling it, their minds were messes.”

“It was sweet and sincere, Mewtwo.”

“It was a disaster that was barely averted.”

“Uh…thank…you?” Fox tilted his head. “…Are you two just going to stay up there, or…?”

“No, we’re leaving.”

“What?!”

“Lucario, we’re leaving. You got to see them kiss, they’re a couple, we’re going somewhere else now.”

“But…but we could do more cute things too!” Lucario tugged at his partner as Mewtwo drifted away. “Double date! Wouldn’t that be nice?”

“If we get Incineroar and Greninja with us, we can.”

“Ok, then a triple date!”

“No, Lucario.”

“But it’s creative! You like creative things!”

“Not like that.”

“But it uses imagination and your mind! Mewtwo, wait up! Can’t we talk a little more about this? Hey, wait for me!”

Fox waited and listened as the two disappeared up the cave. He sighed and chuckled, returning his attention to Wolf.

“So, uh…how’d it feel to have your favorite role reversed?”

“I’m an asshole.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“Fox, you don’t get it.” Wolf buried his head into Fox’s shoulder. “Oh, I’ve done that so many times, and now…how could I have been such a foul, rotten—?”

“You’re not going to change, are you?”

“Nope, interloping is fun.” Wolf picked his head up and grinned. “That’s how I got you after me, isn’t it?”

“That’s not…oh, forget it.” Fox tugged Wolf along. “Come on, let’s move up the cave and look for a nicer spot near the crystal shards.”

“Isn’t this one good?”

“Not with those giant spikes hanging off the wall, no.”

“Giant…?” Wolf turned and his ears twitched. “Oh yeah, those.”

“We should make like those other two and head somewhere else.” Fox pulled Wolf along. “Let’s go.”

“Ha.” Wolf followed him along. “Lead the way, Fox.”

Both smirked at one another as they climbed up the Great Cave, searching for a spot to settle for a little while. They held one another’s hands all the while, and remained together throughout the night.

Ha. Haha. Ahahahahaha! I...I never want to write the Smash universe again. Good lord, is this how Sakurai feels every time?

But yeah, I thought it would be fun to analyze Ultimate’s interpretation on the characters, use my past one-shots of the fighters being reflections of their actual basis characters, and came up with this! ...Please don’t look at me like that, I kind of tried, ok?

It’s not always easy to pair off enemies, especially when the canon gets rewritten to screw you over ones that people love to see clash, but I thought I’d take the bait and go for it. Besides, at least I tried putting a little bit of logic as to how and why Fox/Wolf could be a thing besides them being cute together.

Please don’t hate me, I really, really tried.

Anyway, it was fun pulling that one out for Smash. And I think it featured a good number of pairs that @mrnerdling and @matsutzu would like and/or appreciate to some capacity, as well as another to satisfy myself, and another to barely reference something I made for another friend! One that probably won’t read this unless I literally tell them about it, oops.

So...trivia nonsense time!

Stages used:

That first one? That’s the stupid cliffside that keeps popping up since Smash 4 decided that this was a place where things happen. Or since Brawl’s ending, I guess? I’m not sure which one to blame, but Ultimate decided to bring it back, so I decided to use it! Bonus points: it’s also the living incarnation of the character select screen, because yes.

Palutena’s Temple. Because let’s be real, a goddess like her would totally have a party in her temple, which is just called Angel Land in Japan, I think, and that explains why there’s only one actual temple there. The more you know. Anyway! It’s one of my favorite giant map stages, and I used it previously, but I figured, screw it, it didn’t involve the whole map last time. So, clearly, I decided to one-up myself. Like an idiot amazing writer.

The Great Cave Offensive. That other mega map stage that...honestly, do people like playing this stage? I love Kirby to bits and pieces, but...it’s really a tacky servicing to both the mode from Super Star Ultra, a mess to play on, and just kind of...I don’t know, not great all around. Still, I figured I could try using it, since Bowser’s Castle isn’t available because of this hellhole it’s unique and a worthwhile challenge to include in a writing piece as a possible intimate locale. Plus, I have a very fond place in my heart for crystal shards. You know the ones.

Characters/Ships:

Obviously, the main pairing is Fox/Wolf. Because that’s what both of my friends like and it’s doable pairing without breaking my brain over crossovers really making too difficult of leaps in terms of sensibility. It’s not my top pick from the Star Fox universe, but mine are trashy, and this one is a fandom favorite that also is in Smash, so of course, a clear winner.

Falco and his embarrassing, one-sided crushes on big boys. Why that? You know, I thought early on with this, “Gee whiz, what’s Falco gonna do while Fox and Wolf run around with each other? He’s like the only bird in the game.” And then I remembered King Dedede existed. And then somewhere along the way, a wire in my brain snapped and I came up with, “Hurr durr, Falco/Dedede is a doable ship because blue birds, Smash makes it happen.” After that, another wire snapped, and I somehow came up with Falco liking big dudes. No, I can’t explain that one. You thought I had something clever for it, and I might have at one point, but it’s lost to me as of writing. And you think I know what I’m doing. No you don’t, no one does.

Greninja/Incineroar, a cute pairing that I’ve developed an obsessive interest in thanks to Incineroar’s Classic campaign. They’re actually pretty cute, both starters, both part-Dark, and both clearly not given enough attention together, so, screw it! I paired them off. I think this is the...you know what? I don’t know how manieth pairing. It’s number I lost track of how many people I put with Greninja. He’s flexible, sue me. I also like ninjas, but that has nothing to do with it. Ever. He’s just a really cute, quiet boyfriend for the equally cute, louder and showier Incineroar. They’re perfect. Why don’t people enjoy these two together? It’s because of Lucario, isn’t it? Lucario literally gets everyone in the Pokemon universe, the shipped king of the franchise, everyone’s favorite...

Palutena/Lucina, a fan-preferred pair that I didn’t get to give enough attention like I wanted to, because I really, really enjoyed writing Palutena’s sass, and Lucina just didn’t really fit into that. Lucina is a good girl, with a wholesome heart that acted to help save her dad, his friends, her friends, their kingdom, and all the world from an evil dragon. Palutena lives to drag Pit, Dark Pit, Medusa, Hades, Viridi, and literally everyone she meets down to the ground. This is her truest self, and that’s the reason we all love her. At least, that’s how I lie to myself about people liking her. Bonus points: crossover ship!

Peach/Daisy/Rosalina, the threesome pairing of the story that I barely touched on. And...no, I don’t have an excuse here. Daisy made it into Smash after years of being a palette swap. Like, she deserved that so much. And her girlfriends would be so happy to have her. And yeah, there was a part of my brain that said, “Daisy’s the kind of girl to use the word ‘girlfriends’ referring to her friends.” And then I did it again, but then made it so that girlfriends were more than just gal pals. You’re welcome.

Ridley/King K. Rool, a pair that I mentioned via Wolf, because they’re a duo that people have wanted in Smash for years, and, let’s be real, they’d probably be friends that might notice there’s something more blossoming, and not just because K. Rool reminds Ridley of his buddy Kraid, but because there’s a magical, special feeling between them, and it really needs to be addressed by the fandom at large, because I feel they could really make great things...

Bowser/Mario, my flagship pairing that I have been waiting to stuff into another story for the past three years at minimum. No, there is no logic behind this. But you know what? Bowser’s Classic clear congratulations screen has him kidnap Mario. In his wedding tux. Away from Peach. So, checkmate everybody, someone on the Smash team absolutely read my fanfic, and they convinced Sakurai to add that in. That is absolutely a thing. You all get to deal with a version of Bowsario being canon. You’re freaking welcome. Also, both of my friends like this pair too, so up yours, I get triple bonus points for that, because I’m the one that reminds them it exists every day. Every. Day.

Mewtwo/Lucario, that pair at the end that vaguely references my other Smash gift if you squint really hard. Ok, no, it doesn’t. I just wanted to shamelessly add in another pair of Pokemon. Because I love Pokemon, and I love that they have the most fighters on the roster. Cry about it all you want, haters. Pokemon wins. They always win. They are tripping with representation, and you all know it. Also, this pair shuts down people that hated on Lucario back during Brawl days, so it gives me special pleasure to consistently include it.

Robin/Chrom, the mostly-mentioned-only gay pair that helped me come up with, “Screw what destiny says, we’re gay” as a general story theme. I could have made it straight Chrobin. I could have, but, that goes so very hard against my ethics of...of...screw it, I like gay Chrobin better, their supports were cuter together, and there was a gay Fire Emblem Awakening hack that made their pairing so fulfilling to me. Chrom most definitely deserved to be in Smash, his daughter and husband needed him, so you haters can go away! ...They’re a beautiful couple, ok? I have like one friend who endlessly supports them elsewhere, and that’s good.

Bayonetta/Zero Suit Samus, as the blink-and-you’ll-miss-them pairing that you all most definitely glanced over because I only addressed them as women with guns. And it was definitely not Bayonetta who blew the kiss, because Samus is the one who...ok, fine, it was Bayo, shove off. And it was another attempt at a crossover ship, which I didn’t have nearly enough of. And I would’ve added more too, if it weren’t for that meddling clock ticking away and reminding me that I don’t have eternity to mix and match the Smash cast!

Pikachu, the character who no one would’ve expected to talk if Deadpool wasn’t making a movie about it. I firmly believe that only Deadpool could pull that off. No, not the actor. Deadpool literally came to life and managed to get Detective Pikachu off the ground. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me liking Pokemon a whole lot.

Pichu, another Pokemon that appeared and had nothing to do with me liking Pokemon a whole lot, and isn’t just the most adorable thing to appear and I’m so happy he’s back, you guys, I’m just...so...so happy.

Andrew Oikonny, a Spirit that embodied Diddy Kong and gave us the rare opportunity to see Fox display his top tier dominance in action. I mean, his violent side. Yes, that.

Poppy Bros. Jr., a Spirit that took form as Young Link and probably left a lot of you scratching your heads. It has nothing to do with me liking Young Link, his return, and/or wanting to add a lunatic bomb-thrower. It absolutely has nothing to do with me really, really wishing Bomberman was a playable character on the roster. If Hudson still existed, he...ok, he was never likely to make it, and I’m honestly amazed that Konami agreed to have him as an Assist Trophy character.

Samus, you know, with the armor, because I think I mentioned her for like two seconds with Pikachu and Fox’s segment. Like, physically being there. And separate from Zero Suit Samus. They’re totally different characters by the way. Metroid.

Master Hand, the godly being that I decided runs Smash Bros., probably like literally everyone else who writes Smash fanfic. Because, come on, the Hands absolutely run the show, right? Who else could? They don’t even get to be full villains anymore, because they’re always manipulated and because they’re our connection to the franchise as a whole. Master Hand represents the...get ready for this...spirit of Smash Bros. Boom, there it is! Look at that, I’m awesome.

Crazy Hand, that awkward kid twin for Master Hand that pretty much everyone goes out of their way to include, because honestly, we all love and relate to the crazy one.

Krystal, a frequently mentioned character that didn’t actually appear, but I decided to list her name individually since...she...you know, influenced some things. Like...multiverse. And...uh...that’s really it.

Mentioned: Kirby, Meta Knight, Shulk, Pit, Duck Hunt (the other bird of the roster is here!!), Link, you could make an argument for Toon Link, Wario, Bowser Jr. and the Koopalings lumped together, Luigi, and probably a handful more. Hell no, I did not even try to cram in the full roster, and yes, I absolutely wanted to try. And yes, I didn’t even include a bunch of my favorites, though I got a lot of them.

Items:

Haha, you’re hilarious. No, I wasn’t anywhere near including items. We didn’t watch actual fights. I don’t hate myself enough for that.

Music:

Probably something from youtube that I listened to and did not include in the story. Probably also from Smash. You’re welcome.

Good lord, is there always a huge credits list for things related to Smash? How do people honestly torment themselves by asking for more things to be added into a game franchise armed to the teeth with literally I can’t handle how much content? It’s wild.

Also, this is the best Smash game, we’re never going to top it, because they’ll probably cut back the roster after this, and I only ever wanted literally everyone in the series added in one Smash game.

Anyway! If you’re somehow still reading this, thank you very much, you’re a trooper! Especially @matsutzu and @mrnerdling, who I tagged multiple times to basically force them into reading all of this. You’re both welcome. And thank you very much for listening to me!

...That’s it. There’s no more here.

...Stop looking for after-credits shenanigans and go play Smash for yourselves.

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seaside-roleplays · 6 years

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Hiya ♡ Just a terribly bored girl who likes to spend her free time writing out the lives of fictional characters! You can find me using discord more than anything, as I can use it wherever. If you didn’t already see, I’m 21 and a Female. That matters for some people, for example, I won’t write out mature topics with people under 18.

I double, triple, and enjoy F//, M// and M/F. Fandom and original are both fun! I have a list of fandoms further down that I am happy to discuss or rp ♡ As far as fandoms go, I am OC friendly, and will absolutely play your desired love interest ♡

If you find yourself wanting to write together, shoot me a message! It is the fastest way to catch my attention! please include what plot/pairing you are looking to do rather than just ‘hey, are you looking for an rp?’

Ideas

- Kingdom Hearts, I finished playing 3 and really want to roleplay with someone. Oc/Canon or Canon/Canon if I ship it. I can play your character's love interest if you can play mine ^^ My first girl can be paired with Saix, or Axel if that is an easier character to play. My second girl has Demyx as her love interest. I would be happy to tell you more about them if doubling up is something you want to do. I have played all of the games //or at least watched all the cut scenes hehe// So I have confidence in playing most characters. Shipping wise feel free to ask and I can tell you. It's faster than me listing them.

- A Love Live School Idol Festival Themed rp, we make our own unit of school idols and roleplay their adventures, highs and lows, could be a F// or completely platonic! also open to a M/F romance between 2 idols of different units //ex.Starlight Four vs Phantom Five//

- Miraculous , I want to do something with my girl who is a ballerina with a swan Kwammi, who has Marinette/Ladybug as her love interest. Can play Adrien/Cat Noir for you, otherwise I'm not as confident with the other canons. Could also just use Oc's and do our own thing. I just REALLY want to play my favorite black cat superhero. Chances are I will 100% make a pinterest board or something for the roleplay *-* I do have a couple ideas in mind regarding some villans // Jellyfish and Monarch Butterfly??//

- Something with an animal cafe, where the workers there have animal like traits, a maid/butler has a crush on a human patron or fellow worker. A cute magical slice of life. A slow burn romance, that can play out as the seasons come and go

- Something like "A Simple Favor" . 2 single mothers meet each other through their children wanting a playdate. One being very bubbly and cheery, the type to make beautiful home cooked meals, do arts and crafts and run a blog. The second a chic business woman who lives a life of lavish events and the finest clothes money can buy. These two women over time fall in love, despite their different worlds. Sharing their passions with one another and watching their children grow. A sweet F// really

- F// spy or partners in crime kinda plot! need help building this one!

- A witch curses a princess so that no man will ever fall in love with her! This backfires when the princess thanks her, as she is actually very into women. A cute F// rp

- A Fire Emblem rp with oc's? Basically build our own world? this one would be a lot of work. I do also have one Nohrian Cleric who I would love to use, fairly open minded about who I pair her with, so you don't have to worry about me claiming anyone. Happy to double!

- Something based off the mangas Beasts of Abigaile , the Case Study of Vanitas or Mermaid Boys I am very into these recently and am happy to do oc's or canons. or, build something similar of our own.

- Magical girl stuff. Sailor Moon, Winx Club, Shugo Chara, Pretty cure, etc. I would love to do something akin to a second gen or using various anime as an inspiration to the rp!

- A Marvel rp, specifically with the Thor universe. I would like to do an rp with Loki x Oc, where I play as Loki, since I miss playing him. I saw Thor Ragnarok and didn't know I needed to see Loki in a suit. Prefer that your character had a faceclaim, and not picking on if they are male or female really, like I said, I just really want to play Loki and have him fall in love, and yes, I have seen infinity war

- Adding to the Marvel fandom, I am also happy to play spiderman/Peter Parker for your oc, or Venom/Eddie Brock for your oc. I'm looking to get some experience playing as them, so I would not be expecting us to double, as I don't have an oc of my own that could fit with them.

- Black Butler, I really got back into this and am dying to do something with oc's or canons //maybe even a good canon x oc?// I want to use my oc who would be a maid, similar to Seb, a demon who also has a thing for ciel, not so much romantically. Happy to play Alois, Sebby, undertaker, ciel, or claude for you.

- A cute slice of life rp? a pinch of magic? Maybe a young wizard and witch? one from big city the other from a small town in the country?

- Peter Pan based rp, I had a few pairings and ideas in mind, the 2 I most crave are Captain Hook//TinkerBell and Captain Hook//Peter Pan. I just want to play a captain hook using Hugh Jackman as Hook's FC. BxB or BxG is fine by me, I'm just looking to have the roles reversed, where Hook is the good guy, taking in the lost boys who peter intends to 'thin out' when they start to grow up, and having them join his crew for refuge. He tries to save as many as he can, but sometimes he shows up too late or things get in his way //peter's trusty pet croc?// I like the idea of having there be a routine of Peter collecting a new 'Wendy' Perhaps as a sacrifice to keep him young and keep neverland's magic? Plot with me?

- Very much wanna do a Red Riding Hood style rp, can be cute and fluffy or dark and eerie! The cuter plot would be an academy that teaches two entirely different crowds, the first being the Red Hoods, a class made up of boys and girls who will go into the world and become protectors to ordinary folk. While the other class is the wolves, those either willing to learn to control their gifts, and those thrown into the academy in fear of them running loose with no supervision. Dark and eerie plot could be more historical fantasy, again, there being a group of Red Hood's, who protect their villages and towns from the werewolves that stalk the borders, ready to pick up one weak and foolish enough to stray from home. A red goes hunting in the woods, as they are the only ones experienced enough to fight back, and finds a trapped wolf, and chooses to help them. The wolf then taking shape into a human thanks the Red Hood and promises they won't forget the kindness. This could also be swapped, where a Red has harmed them self and can't get back to the village, and a wolf assists them. Can be F// M// or F/M. I prefer to play the wolf if I can, but am just as happy to play a Red Hood. ^^ we could do multiple pairings for this as well

- Something inspired by ‘A Court of Thorns and Roses’ with the seasons and times of day each having a court/kingdom?

Genres

- Fantasy stuff! Give me your zodiac based rp's, take me to lands where princes and princesses are made to wed, throw all your wizarding and witchy worlds my way. These are what I want! I want to be able to do something that will be imaginative and exciting! Elves, fairies, royalty, fairytales [modern and historical], werewolves, vampires, I love it all!

- Horror, I love me a good scary plot! I've gotten in to playing corpse party again, and would love to see something under the genres of haunted school, a town with a murderer on the loose, dealing with supernatural creatures with morbid tendencies, and ghots with traumatizing pasts and violent deaths. I love me some gore and horror.

- Romance, give me a rp where there is drama, heartbreak, love and friendship. I love love love romance based roleplay's. High school based ones with angtsy teens, day to day living, coffe shop romance, I will take it if it has a compelling plot and a character I can fall for!

- Harvest Moon, I mean, it could be pokemon based, or just straight up village living, I crave that simple life kinda roleplay, it's a game series I do adore, and will always find joy playing

Fandoms!

Marvel~Overwatch~Kingdom Hearts~Love Live~Miraculous~Fire Emblem~Case Study of Vanitas~Mermaid Boys~Sailor moon~Winx Club~Shugo Chara~Precure~Kuroshitsuji~Aikatsu~Corpse party~Final fantasy~Harvest Moon~Rune factory~Persona~Pokemon~Tokyo Ghoul

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the-alice-blue-rabbit · 6 years

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“STAR STAR STAR STAR STAR STAR-”

The excited chanting was the only warning the robot master got just before a very energetic blur collided with him as he ported into the castle. Bituin, bless his galaxy-themed child’s heart, stood there snickering as Leo and Alcor stared at Rhapsody nuzzling the dazed Star.

“H-Hey Rhapsody.” He managed to stutter out, optics wide as he regained his bearings. “You’re certainly excited over something.”

The Elf popped up like a whack-a-mole, eyes glittery with joy. “Star! I met a whole bunch of new offworlders!” He helped Star back to his feet, bouncing in place with glee. “They’re friends of Lord Murkle and Lady Aliblu! There’s an adult and a brood of children!”

“Oh?” Star smiled as he watched his friend; there was just something so infectious about a grin, and Rhapsody’s was just so cheerful! Bituin had Leo in their arms now, Alcor floating near the windows to observe the stained glass pictures moving about. “Well I’m glad you met some more people. It’s about time you got to go somewhere other than the castle.”

Rhapsody was then found clinging to Star’s arm, nuzzling the robot master affectionately. “They can eat metal! And they look really cool, they look like Underlanders just like Lord Murkle!”

“Underlander?” Star repeated the word with a blank confusion.

Luckily, a deep familiar chuckle heralded cold arms sliding around Star’s neck, the cosmic bot glancing upward to see Giaselle grinning. “/He speaks, of course, of my species, Étoile./”

“Lord Murkle!” Rhapsody squeaked, face pinching in surprise as Giaselle’s hair formed a clawed hand which patted him on the head.

The elder Elf cuddle Star to his chest with a purr. “/Now now. Your teacher is my Adora, enough with the ‘My Lord’ schtick. Just ‘Giaselle’ will do./” He assured, snickering at Rhapsody. “/Besides, after all that happened in that place, I don’t think you have any need of formalities./”

The mysterious comment made the younger Elf tinge pepto-pink in the face.

“Well! Hello to you too!” Star smiled, quite used to Giaselle’s clinging by now. “But I thought you were an Elf? What’s ‘Underlander’ mean?” He gave Rhapsody a furrowed brow and pinched mouth, not sure if he should be concerned over the look of embarrassment.

Giaselle shifted forms, a cat now lounging on Star’s shoulders. “/Simply put, Underlander is another term for shadowfolk. Of which I am an example./” He lapped at Star’s cheek with a cold, cold, sticky tongue that made the robot master shudder a bit with a squicked expression. “/Also simply put, Underland is, well, underneath Wonderland. Quite literally, in fact. It’s the area that starts in the caverns below, and it maintains the barrier of Wonderland should the Queen ever fall./”

“Oh wow.” Star and Rhapsody’s eyes were lit with fascination. “I had no idea there was something like that here. It sounds like it’s important to Wonderland just like Aliblu and Skarlette, if it keeps the barrier up I mean.”

Another lick, and Giaselle’s paws started batting at Star’s hair. “/Well, important but certainly not welcomed, so yes, I suppose equating them is accurate./”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Star asked as Rhapsody added himself to the hug, Giaselle slipping back to allow them the space for affection. “I thought that everybody liked them?”

Yet again, a mysterious voice came to the rescue with info. “♫I suppose you also think everyone likes strawberry honey?♫” Mediote strode into sight, Giaselle perking and moving towards his Adora. “♫The Guardians may have been created for the role, but it wasn’t easy to get them into the reins.♫”

“Oh! Hello!” Star waved, Rhapsody purring into his chest. “I’ll take it you feel up to chatting today?”

He was given a dry sightless stare. “♫If only because a book having no pages between the beginning and end is boring.♫” Mediote uttered. Bituin and the Pokemon were led away by a maid, who assured Star she’d look after them, Mediote poorly disguising a sour face. “♫To the tower then, mine is closer. I don’t feel like standing.♫”

The hallways had plants and pillars imitating music scores and notes in shape, and as Star brushed a fern with thick strands, it chimed softly. Mediote’s door was a sliding model, and as he ascended the staircase Star took note that the steps were slanted forward so it was actually hard for one to misstep.

Mediote’s tower was rather plain; a large bed in the very back, a table with chairs to sit at, various cases that held instruments, and a rug covering every inch of the floor with what looked like music notes and magical runes.

Rhapsody sprinted in and lunged, landing on his front with a satisfied sigh. “The carpet is so soft~”

“♫I swear your obsession with rugs.♫“ Mediote shook his head as Giaselle snickered quietly, leading his Adora to sit at the table. “♫Now, let’s start with what you know. Since there ARE secrets they’d prefer not be told.♫“ He bidded to Star to seat himself near them.

Star took a seat next to Rhapsody, finding that despite it being the floor, it felt as though he’d just flopped himself down in a huge fur pelt. “Well, I do recall being told about a trial, and Skarlette’s mentioned a few things here and there, but that’s about it.” He laid back, enjoying the support of the rug fibers. “I know that they’re the protectors of Wonderland. I know people respect them, and that they’re not that fond of the fanfare they get at times.”

Remembering how Skarlette’s face had scrunched up when being called ‘Lady Hope’ kinda still made him snicker from time to time.

“♫Well it’s hardly something to be fond of when less than half a decade ago, there wasn’t a person or creature alive that would’ve hesitated to attack them.♫“

Something about the sheer spite in Mediote’s voice made both Rhapsody and Star pop up in surprise. Mediote’s hand was gripping Giaselle’s, the Shadow Elf looking worriedly at his mate. Mediote noticed the tension of the room, and his scowl relaxed and disappeared into his usual blank expression, and it occurred to Star that it must’ve been hard to withdraw such a strong emotion as that.

“♫...Sorry.♫“

Rhapsody held Star’s arm. “M-Master?”

“♫Come here.♫” He gestured to the rug in front of the table, Giaselle snickering a bit as the young Elf ‘swam’ across the floor on his belly, Star choosing to scoot in a more refined manner. “♫The tale of their beginning wasn’t pleasant. It’s their story to tell if they ever need to. But know this; those rabbits, our Ladies of Hope and Light, they have not always known kindness upon themselves.♫“

Mediote’s eyes were glassy, but Star still felt a chill as the Elf turned his head towards the robot master’s direction.

“♫And for such beings like that, trust is something they do not give freely. You should feel honored and be in awe of their cores as you’re held in such a high place to them. Star-Man.♫”

Star was silent for a moment. “...I do feel honored. But not just because they trust me. Aliblu and Skarlette are my friends, and...honestly, that’s all they need to be. You talk about this ‘honor’ and ‘being in awe’ stuff but you also said yourself that they don’t like it.” Mediote’s focus was entirely on Star. “Well. I don’t care then. I mean, I care about them, I’ll always care about my friends. But...No matter what they’ll end up telling me, or if they tell me all those painful things, it won’t change how I see them.”

The sight of a blue colored blaster aiming for him-

“I’m...The last person who should make any judgement based on the past.” Star gripped the Exhautrite charm around his neck.

Mediote, Giaselle, and Rhapsody were silent, tense. “♫...Then I suppose I can rely on you to be there when they’ll need you. Right?♫” Mediote’s gaze was still icy, but there was a slight gleam. “♫They may trust easily, but I don’t.♫”

"Of course." Star replied without hesitation. "I'll always do my best to stand by the people I care about--friends, family, and anything in between."

Mediote then waved his hand to his Adora. “♫That includes my Snowball and my student.♫” It wasn’t a question.

“Absolutely.” But Star still replied, his determined look fading a little as he glanced at Giaselle. “So, just to make sure I’ve got things right, Underlanders aren’t exactly welcome, right?”

Giaselle’s sheepish smile and nod were his reply. “/Oui oui. Just as humans fear the dark, so do those who live on the surface of this world, but moreso, as they know we lurk in the darkness./” He glanced down as his hand brought something out of his sleeve; a small very fluffy looking black rabbit doll. “/During the War, the Red Queen controlled a vast army of Underlanders, and I’m afraid trust for my kind was severely dwindled by that./”

“...I...don’t know much about the Red Queen. I mean, I’ve heard how she was the cause of this huge war everyone talks about, but...” Star admitted.

Mediote crossed one leg over the other, straightened up, and shut his eyes. “♫In the beginning, when the Elven Race broke free of the oppression of the Trolls, the event known as the Elven Rebellion, two monarchs took charge to lead us. Our beloved Queen Sapphire Immortartal, and equally beloved King Obsidian Immortartal. They were the first King and Queen, and...♫” Mediote’s eyes just barely cracked open to ‘stare’ at Star. “♫The parents of Blanca Immortartal and Ruby Immortartal, the White and Red Queens.♫”

Rhapsody was listening with a blank look on his face. It seemed like he knew this story already.

“♫Sadly, when the Queens, then Princesses, were almost of age, Ruby slaughtered her parents while they slept, and sealed Blanca away in a pocket dimension. She began a reign of violence and terror across all of Wonderland. Friends were turned foe, families ripped apart without mercy, bonds and trust that had only just begun to form torn so easily.♫“

Giaselle squeezed the doll in his hands, looking uneasy.

“♫It was only because of Saint Alice, bless her spirit and may it rest peacefully in the Guardians now, that Ruby was brought to justice. Our world may have magic, Star...But not everything can be fixed by magic.♫“ Mediote tapped his temple, seeming to direct the robot master’s attention to...Mediote’s eyes...

Star could vaguely place the chill that shot through his body at that moment as being the same chill he’d felt months before when he and Aliblu had been staring down a mass of water being thrown at them. Only this time it wasn’t momentary; it was a deep chill that froze the bottom of his stomach, all the circuits around it, his processor feeling like a gust of cold wind was being blown through it. The fighting he’d been through had certainly been terrible, but...The sheer implications of everything Mediote had just told him...

“....T-That was a piece of information I was not expecting.” Star finally uttered.

Mediote actually smirked. “♫Didn’t you learn by now? Expect everything and anything.♫” Giaselle ribbed his Adora with a flat look that made Rhapsody bite back a snort. “♫Ahem. But in seriousness, Star, I don’t tell you our history that easily. Because you are someone who can understand many views in the same story. Someone who can understand that much, I believe, is truly worthy of trust. The Guardians, and my own.♫”

“Aw~ Thanks Mediote-” Star began, feeling warm and fuzzy inside from the words.

However, the blind Elf’s hand on top of his head, squeezing rather tightly, cut him off. “♫I said you may have my trust, Star. But don’t think that means you can be so lax. You’re aware of my Snowball’s recent affliction, yes? I’m placing his well-being in your hands if he leaves this world to visit yours or Lady Aliblu’s, got it?♫” The scary smile he had on was an almost perfect mix of funny and terrifying. “♫The same goes for my student if he follow you around, it’ll be your responsibility to take care of them.♫”

“C-Certainly.” Star managed to utter, wide-eyed at Mediote’s hold.

Giaselle got his Adora to release Star, swatting Mediote’s fluffy hair. “/Stop that, Medi, he’s responsible. And I’m not a child you know, you don’t need to assign me a babysitter./”

“♫If anybody with him would make him a babysitter, isn’t it him?♫“ Mediote responded by pointing to Rhapsody, whose jaw dropped at being called a baby.

Star laughed it off, grooming back his hair. “Well, I feel honored I got to learn so many things today! I’ll do my best then to keep your trust, Mediote. Just you wait and s-” He immediately cut himself off, feeling coolant rushing as Mediote gave him a flat expression.

“♫No no, by all means, go ahead and dig your bed.♫“

Giaselle again swatted his mate. “/Don’t mess with him! You just said you gave him your trust!/”

“♫That’s that, and this is this. I’m playing around Snowball, you get on me about being social after all.♫“ Mediote shrugged.

The Shadow Elf’s hair curled like tentacles. “/Playing around hardly seems fitting a description! Be nicer to him then!/” Rhapsody nudged Star in the arm to get his attention as the two Councilmen bickered.

“This is how you can tell they’re married.” The young Elf whispered, Star sighing and giving a weak chuckle as he nodded.

#nonstarter story post #Mediote Crescendos #Giaselle Murkle #starcrossedromantic #Rhapsody Hetrate

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thetakenpokemon · 7 years

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Act 1 - Thunder After Dusk

[PoV: Minato]

I admit, it does feel nice to be out and about again. As much as I wished to keep to myself in my room, it truly did feel quite...stuffy in there.

Nevertheless, that is all in the past now. What matters is to focus on the future

Gurgle

I glance down at my chest, the source of the noise. I couldn’t help but chuckle sheepishly.

Heh, the current focus however would be getting something to eat.

With the cafeteria hall in my mind, I take care to make the right turns down the various corridors and rooms, using the mental map in my mind to find the path towards the place where food is served.

As I enter one of the numerous halls, I nearly run into a group of ‘mons. “Ahh, pardon me.” I quickly apologize, using my agile body to swerve to the side easily. “I will try to wat-”

“Minato!” I hear one of the ‘mons in the group exclaim happily with a very noticeable German accent, making me pause. “It has been a vile!”

I recoil. “Alicia?!” I blurt with surprise.

The group of Pokemon actually consists of three.

The one standing in the middle is who I’ve referred to as ‘Alicia’, also known as Thunderclap of team Midnight Storm. She’s a tall Incineroar with very strong Shiny Luxray genes, her muscly body covered in black and yellow fur along with a bright gray chest and stomach. Her attire consists of a short vest with straps tied in the front, leaving most of her chest open. Along with this is a pair of shorts containing a long belt, and various accessories located on her body such as bands on her arms and large hoop earrings at the base of her ears.

The second individual happens to be carried under her armpit, which is no other than Elisabeth. The Lopunny looks clearly unamused, but I can’t help but notice that she’s missing her hat.

Trailing behind the two is the third member of Midnight Storm. He is Chevalier, but also goes by the name of Duskfall.

Unlike the first two, he’s a far more different hybrid. His genetics consist of a Gallade, Houndoom, and Golbat. Although the Gallade is the base genetics and primarily make up his body, the other genetics combine together to give him a rather sinister appearance. His skin is a mixture between pitch black, bright white, and blood red. The Houndoom traits makes itself known in not only the dark skin, but with a pointed tail. His body also possesses bone-like protrusions around his ribcage, curved horns on his head, and bone-like blades extending out from his elbows. The Golbat genes show itself through the large bat-like wings coming from his back and the fangs in his mouth, making him appear almost demon-like.

Despite how sinister Chevalier appears, his expression shows that he’s anything but. On his face is a look of timidness, his gaze immediately averting mine the moment we make eye-contact. Carefully cupped in his hands is Elisabeth’s hat, perhaps having picked it up when it fell to the ground at some point while the Lopunny was being carried in Alicia’s arms.

“I never realized that you three returned recently.” I chuckle, crossing my arms.

“Ja, only a day ago.” The Incineroar grins. “But now zat ve’re back, ve fully intend to relax.”

I glance down at the Lopunny in her arms. “If it’s alright to ask, why are you carrying her?”

“Ahh! It is because she has been chasink Pahaliah, vishink to know about her sex life.” She uses her free arm to give Elisabeth a noogie, much to the rabbit’s displeasure. “So I am givink ze poor bird some air by takink her off her hands.”

Wait...

Pahaliah’s sex life...?

“I was curious!” She cries out indignantly before trying to push the feline’s hands away from her head. “Can you PLEASE stop tat? Eet feels very unpleasant!”

“Sicherlich nicht!” Alicia says smugly in her native tongue. “You hafe not learned your lesson, I vill carry you for as long as it takes.”

“I...don’t mean to interrupt, but can I say something...?” The quiet voice of Chevalier adds in, however when all of our attention turns to him he quickly takes a step back. “But...if I am, then I’m...uh...sorry.”

“No vorries, you are not interuptink!” Alicia assures him warmly, even giving him a thumbs up for extra reassurance. “Go ahead!”

I nod my head as well. “You’re most certainly not intruding. If you have something you wish to say, go right ahead.”

Even with us telling him it’s fine, the Gallade still hesitated for a while before eventually speaking. “It’s just...” He turns his head away, trying his best not to look at us. “I haven’t drank my...stuff in a while, so I’m hoping if we could-”

Alicia’s eyes widen, with a loud gasp she releases Elisabeth and sends the bunny to the ground with a loud thump. “Vy didn’t you say anyzing?” She didn’t even give him a chance to respond, with a determined look she grabs Chevalier’s arm and proceeds to drag him towards the cafeteria. “Come! Ve must hurry!”

“I-It’s not that serious, Alicia!” The Gallade yelps, unable to do anything but be dragged along by the Incineroar’s powerful grip. “A-Alicia!”

I watch the two quickly turn a corner before leaving my vision, the Chevalier’s protests growing ever fainter.

Glancing down I see Elisabeth grumbling to herself. “Stupeed cat, carrying me around like cargo.” She lets out a low growl, her words shifting to her native tongue. “Je me sens insulté...”

I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Here, let me help you up.” I extend an open hand to her, offering to assist her.

She looks up before grinning, taking my hand and allowing me to pull her back up to her feet. “Tank you, monsieur~” She purrs, giving me a coy smile. “Always a gentleman~”

Even though I know very well that she’s simply playing with me, I couldn’t help but cough awkwardly. “Uh, well...” I look away, trying to keep my composure. “Since your friends are already on their way to the cafeteria, would you wish to join me? I’m already heading there myself after all.”

“Oooooo, ees Meenato asking me out on a date?” She exclaims loudly, making me recoil with shock.

“W-What?” I half-shout. “N-No! I was-”

I stop when I feel her rest her hand on my chest, the Lopunny looking up at me with half-lidded eyes. “Oh I ave been waiting a long time for tis.” She puts some pressure on my chest with her hand before removing it, turning and walking away with a sway in her step. “Eet ees a date eendeed~”

I stare at her dumbly, my face bright as crimson and my jaw threatening to unhinge. Even though Elisabeth is extremely known for being at terrible tease, at the same time...I’m starting to feel greatly unsure.

“Come on Meenato, do not keep your date waiting~” She singsongs.

...

Oh dear.

#silencenidoviper #thunderclapincineroar #corsairlopunny #duskfallgaldoobat #guardiansoftwilight #act 2-1 #plot

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umbrahighpriestofgiratina · 7 years

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Out In The Cold

A fic written for one of Serebii’s old Quarterly Challenges. It involves /tg/ and Ed Edd n Eddy references and what @antialiasis deemed an adorable Kyurem.

It was a typical winter in Icirrus City, which meant one thing: Snow. Inches and inches of it, piling up every year without fail. And it didn't stop a young man with ginger hair and bright blue eyes from staring out at it all in wonder from the window of a modest two bedroom apartment. From a bit further in the apartment, another young man with black hair and hazel eyes took a swig of his beer, then plopped the bottle down amidst a couple empty ones and glanced over at his fellow in annoyance. "...Tom, it's just snow. You don't have to stare at it for fifteen minutes." "But it's so pretty here, Roger!" Tom said. "There's just something about all the white everywhere that's so nice to look at!" Roger continued to stare at him irritably a bit and sighed. "Alright. If you wanna stare at all the fancy white ice go ahead. I don't give a damn." At that Tom's smile disappeared and he turned to Roger with concern. "...You're still sad you couldn't visit your family for the holidays, aren't you?" "...I'm not. Don't ask about it again." Tom gave a distinct pout and moved over to the table, sitting across from Roger. "Hey, c'mon. You can tell me if you're sad." Roger just stared to the side blankly. Off a ways, a Scrafty and Golurk, previously playing a video game, looked over at the two humans with similar concern. <Yo, Vladimir?> said the Scrafty. <I'm thinkin' your trainer needs some cheering up.> <I was about to note the same, Estragon,> said the Golurk. Together the two moved over and stood by the table, Vladmir in particular placing one of his massive hands atop Roger's shoulder reassuringly. Roger smiled slightly. "Heh... I guess it's still nice having you all around..." He quickly frowned and looked down again. "But... I dunno, I wanted to see my family for Christmas after all the shit from us joining Team Plasma and then all that promptly going down in flames... I mean, that's the whole fucking reason we had to lay low and hole up in the first place, but I... I..." He groaned and slumped his head on the table. Vladimir gave Roger a gentle pat. <The necessary evils of life are hard, to be sure...> <Yeah, ain't denying that's really rough,> said Estragon. Tom, meanwhile, stared anxiously at Roger and fidgeted nervously. "...I've always wondered... Where did Christmas come from anyway?" Roger looked up at Tom with a weary expression. "Honestly, no one fucking knows. Some say it started with some human avatar of Arceus whose birthday was supposedly around the time... Some say it started with something about Xerneas and that's why they call it X-Mas sometimes... We do know over the years all these other holidays got mixed in so that's why no one knows how it fucking started... And I dunno, sometimes I get the feeling it's some other world's holiday that got tacked onto ours for some weirdass cosmic reason..." He paused. "...I'm being weirdly existential again, aren't I?" Tom fidgeted more. "Um... I guess?" Roger shrugged. "Figured. I suppose it's the alcohol. I come up with the most insane bullshit when I'm drunk." He took another swig of his beer regardless. Tom looked off to the side nervously before his eyes lit up and he turned to Roger with an excited, if somewhat nervous, grin. "Hey! If it cheers you up I can tell you a story about a holiday we celebrated where I grew up!" Vladimir's lit-up eye flickered nervously. <...I do dearly hope it isn't like that Ugly Binacle sto-> "It's not basically that Ugly Binacle story again, is it?" said Roger. "Nope!" said Tom, smirking. <Crisis averted! Mabye. I hope,> said Estragon. "Right..." said Roger. "You said you grew up in Lacunosa before moving to my hometown at age 14, right? What the fuck do they celebrate there?" "Well... You know about Lacunosa and Kyurem right?" "Yeah... Kyurem showed up one day and started using the locals as midnight snacks, so they made a bigass wall like in that one gory and depressing cartoon about the giant man-eating Mr. Mime and have locked themselves in every night since. Right?" "Yep! But they say in the winter months, Kyurem gets extra-hungry, so we take preemptive measures!" "...Like what?" "The Great Feast of Kyurimek!" Roger raised a concerned eyebrow. "Please tell me this doesn't involve fattening up select human sacrifices to be ice dragon abomination food." "Don't worry, it doesn't! It does involve making sure Kyurem's belly is too stuffed to want to eat anybody!" "Reassuring. For now. But go on?" "Well... Every year on Kyurimek the people of Lacunosa set out food! Loads and loads of food everyone in town chips in to prepare to be as tasty as possible, so Kyurem can make it into a stew that will delight its icy tastebuds and keep it full all winter - and leave Lacunosa alone!" Tom's eyes sparkled in delight at fond memories rushing through his mind. "And when the clock strikes midnight on Kyurimek, Kyurem emerges from its lair in the middle of the Giant Chasm and walks through the streets of town gathering up all the food! If it's particularly pleased with the offering, it makes the winters less harsh and blesses the people of Lacunosa with good fortune and well-wishes, especially good girls and boys that offer their favorite snacks and treats!" His expression became somber and serious. "...We don't talk about what happens to the bad little girls and boys who only give the vegetables they don't want to eat." Roger gave Tom a bemused look. "About as bizarre and nonsensical as expected... But that's all just bullshit, right?" Tom grinned. "Nope! Kyurem actually does that! I've seen them myself!" Vladmir's eye flickered again. <He's encountered... The Shell?> <OK, now this is getting really interesting!> said Estragon, pumping his paws excitedly. Roger, on the other hand, merely raised an eyebrow skeptically. "OK... Go on. Tell me how the hell you'd know Kyurem's holiday shtick isn't as much of a fairy tale as Santa Claus is for my holiday." Tom put a hand to his chin. "Well..." *** On a cold winter's night years ago, the townspeople and Pokemon of Lacunosa were in a frenetic rush, piling all sorts of fine and freshly prepared food in the middle of street crossings, in front of their houses, in any place they could. All the while they sang, with a universal air of joy, hope, and... more than a tinge of fear. Deep within the chasm dark There lives the dragon god of old Whose appetite is bigger than Its power over bitter cold. Hey! Great Kyurem who fell from the sky And with wings of ice desperate to fly! Great Kyurem who craves the meat And should have something less morbid to eat! Great Kyurem who calms the ice Especially if its meals are nice! Great Kyurem who hides away To hopefully stalk another day! But should your meal be ill-prepared Your feeble dish too weak in flavor Great Kyurem will surely come And make sure you're the one to savor! Great Kyurem who curls up in its hole And roars its wishes to be more whole! Great Kyurem who can't ever feel The greater power of truth or ideal! Great Kyurem, forever incomplete And tried to fix that with our meat! Great Kyurem, take our gifts instead And spend the winter away and well-fed! Amidst it all, a young boy with ginger hair and blue eyes was carrying an armful of various bagged snacks and candy bars. "Kyurem's gonna love these! Especially the carmelly ones! Those are my favorite!" He suddenly blinked as something crossed his mind. "Wait, I've got some fruity candy it'll like too!" He attempted to fish some out of a bag he was carrying to the side, only to spill the rest all around him. "Oh no! Kyurem's gotta have some good snacks!" He scrambled to pick up the assorted scattered junk food. As he did so, however, a clock chimed eleven and echoed through the town, and the townspeople all immediately rushed to dump their food wherever they cold and sped back to their houses to lock the doors behind them. In the mayhem they didn't notice the boy, and in turn the boy didn't notice them in his frenzied attempt to gather his treats... ...Until he finally finished his task and looked up to find himself alone, in a cold, dark, silent town. "...Oh no." He rushed around, desperate to find his own house but lost in the darkness and silence. He banged on doors, only to hear yells from inside about Kyurem's coming. He ran more, panicked, desperate, scared... ...Until overwhelmed from exhaustion he collapsed amid a food pile. -------------- The first thing he noticed as he started to come to was the even greater cold. His still-waking body was already shuddering at it, and as he gained more consciousness he curled up into a ball to keep warm. It was then he noticed the cold shift somewhat. It became more concentrated somehow, specifically around his face. Despite the shock from that he managed to pry his eyes open... ...And became much more fully awake seeing a massive pair of blank yellow eyes staring back into his. He immediately screamed in utter terror and pedaled backward. The massive, gray dragon with much of their body encased in ice immediately mirrored his actions, backing themself into a corner and letting out a staticky buzz vaguely akin to a cat's terrified hiss. "P-Please, Great Kyurem, d-don't eat me, I probably t-taste terrible..." At this Kyurem paused, before warily gesturing to another corner of the chasm they were in. The boy looked over to find a massive pile of all the food the Lacunosans had left out. "Wait... I... I'm not food?" Kyurem hesitated for a second before slinking over to the food pile and shoveling some of it into their maw, chewing and swallowing it before gesturing to the food pile again, in a way the boy read as... concerned? "Oh, s-so you're happy with all the food? Th-that's good..." Kyurem raised their haunches slightly and gave another buzz. At that, however, the boy furrowed his brow. "Weird... You don't make any growls and such and say bits of your name like most Pokemon do... You make those weird buzzes, like a broken machine..." At the word "broken" Kyurem shrunk back again and hung their head in an ashamed fashion. "Ah! D-Did I upset you? I-I hope not, you r-really will eat me then..." Kyurem backed away further, letting out a small, faint buzz. "I-I'm sorry! Wait!" The boy hurriedly got to his feet and rushed to the food pile, hastily digging through it until he found a small bag of fruity licorice. From there he steadily, carefully approached Kyurem with it. "Um... If it makes you less likely to eat me, I got these especially for you..." Kyurem eyed the boy carefully themself before steadily standing upright, inspecting the bag of licorice. "Um... H-here, you probably can't open it very well with your claws..." He ripped open the bag and scattered the contents in front of Kyurem. Kyurem immediately sniffed one of the fruity pieces of candy before lapping it up with their tongue and chewing lightly. Their eyes widened and they gave an ecstatic buzz before gobbling up the rest quickly and then giving the boy an expectant look, at which the boy waved his hands in panic. "Ah! I-If you need me to get more I can..." Kyurem stared at him, then the food pile, then back at him, tilting its head. The boy blinked. "You don't want any more food?" Kyurem stared at the boy blankly, shifting nervously. "Um..." His expression suddenly brightened. "Hey! If you can understand me... Here's a human thingy! Shake your head up and down for yes - that's nodding - and shake your head side-to-side for no - that doesn't have a name, it's silly. But got it?" Kyurem hesitated before nodding. "Good! Now do you want any more food?" Kyurem looked to the food pile and then back at the boy before shaking their head side to side. "Um... What do you want, then?" Kyurem regards him quizzically again before sitting down the best their anatomy could allow it. The boy stared back in confusion. "...Huh?" Kyurem made a loud series of buzzes. The boy blinked again before he realized something. "Do you...Want to talk?" Kyurem's expression brightened as they nodded. "Oh, OK! Um..." He thought a bit to himself before responding. "Um... I'm Tom. Tom Rosencrantz! Do you know how human names work?" Kyurem nodded. "Yay! I already know your name is Kyurem..." Tom's brow furrowed. "Were you always called Kyurem?" Kyurem hesitated before shaking their head. "What was your name, then?" Kyurem attempted to respond with another buzz, only to realize their own incomprehensibility and hang their head in shame again. Tom responded waving his hands defensively again. "I-It's OK... I can just call you Kyurem..." An awkward silence ensued. Tom eventually looked around the chasm out of curiosity. "So this is that big ol' giant chasm where you live, huh?" Kyurem nodded. Tom looked off to the side in thought for a bit before looking back at Kyurem. "...You know, you don't seem like the kind of Pokemon who would eat people... At least not anymore... You actually seem really nice! Why don't you go to my town and show them that so they're not afraid of you anymore?" Kyurem stared awkwardly at Tom before shifting uncomfortably. "...What's wrong?" Kyurem hesitates before turning to give Tom a better view of their left leg, at which point Tom notices a large scar. "Wha..." Kyurem turned again to show another scar on their arm. Then opened their mouth to show a broken tooth. Then various parts of their icy bits that seemed cracked and worn before something finally clicked for Tom. "They... Did all that to you?" Kyurem stayed still a long while before finally nodding. "Oh... I... I'm sorry..." Kyurem immediately shook their head. "Huh?" Kyurem gestured to Tom, then to one of their scars, before shaking their head again. "Oh... It's not my fault?" Kyurem nodded and buzzed in a reassuring way, and Tom smiled. "That's good to hear, at least..." He suddenly approached Kyurem with arms outstretched, at which Kyurem cowered away again and gave another hiss-y buzz. "D-Don't worry! I know you think I am, but I'm not gonna hurt you! I'm gonna do, like, the opposite!" Kyurem tilted their head warily. "I'm gonna give you a hug! Humans give each other and their Pokemon hugs to make them feel better! I'm gonna do that to you!" Kyurem stared at him a bit longer before hesitantly righting itself. Tom slowly approached Kyurem before getting close enough to quickly hug their leg, only for both to recoil in shock. "Ah! You really are cold..." Kyurem shifted warily again. "Don't worry, there's gotta be a warm spot on you somewhere..." He held a hand close to Kyurem's body without actually touching it and used it to scan, Kyurem noticeably nervous but still allowing Tom to do so. Eventually, Tom's hand reached the un-iced part of Kyurem's chest, and he suddenly stopped and smiled. "Wait a minute!" He carefully touched Kyurem's chest. Kyurem flinched noticeably, but stopped when Tom just felt their chest gently. "Your heart... I can feel it beating! And it's so warm!" He slowly pressed his head and other hand against Kyurem's chest and closed his eyes. "It feels so nice..." Kyurem looked down in shock before gently clutching Tom with their claws. They stayed that way a good while before Tom moved away and smiled up at Kyurem. "Glad you liked that..." He looked back at the food pile and then to Kyurem again. "You already got lots of good food... But after tonight I wanna give you something extra-special that's not food!" Kyurem tilted their head again as Tom dug into his bag and pulled out a figurine of a woman with bright red hair in even brighter red full armor. "This is a Crimson Lady action figure! It's from a TV show I like where great heroes from the past team up to fight bad guys! And she's my favorite!" He handed the action figure to Kyurem. "...So I want you to have her!" Kyurem stared at Tom in shock before clutching the action figure gently in their claws and inspecting it carefully. "I dunno... Everyone back home thinks you're this big scary monster who eats people and really you're just hurt and scared and want to be alone so you don't hurt people or other Pokemon and they don't hurt you back... So I know she's a toy and not the real person, but maybe she'll make you feel less alone?" Kyurem looked down at the action figure then back at Tom before nodding vigorously with a contented buzz. Tom smiled brightly back. "Yay! That's great!" He then frowned. "...Sorry, I gotta get home... Everybody probably thinks you ate me..." He looked around the chasm nervously. "Though... I don't know my way out of here..." Kyurem looked to the side in thought a bit before looking back at Tom, hunching down, and gesturing to a non-icy part of their back. Tom grinned in response. "You'll give me a ride?" Kyurem nodded and buzzed contentedly again. Tom immediately went to Kyurem and climbed onto their back, flinching again from the cold at first but then getting to a position where he could ride comfortably enough. "Alright... Let's go!" Kyurem gave a triumphant buzz before stomping out, Tom astride his back. ------------ It was early morning in Lacunosa, and the whole town was searching desperately for a certain someone in panic - a man and woman in particular. "I... I can't believe we just left him out there..." "Relax, honey, Tom's a resourceful boy, I'm sure he found a way to hide from that thing..." "Yes... Just... The thought of it eating our child alive... I... I can't..." "Hey Mom! Hey Dad!" The pair turned immediately to see an unharmed, if weary-looking, Tom standing before them. They both immediately embraced him and sobbed as the other townspeople and their Pokemon looked on happily with murmurs of relief. "Honey, we- we're so happy you're OK..." "Yeah, I'm fine... Kyurem helped me out!" "...What?" "Yeah! It was actually really nice to me!" "Honey... A night out all alone must be addling your brain... You need rest!" "But Mom, Dad, I'm telling the truth! Really!" He was promptly ignored as his parents hauled him back to his house, despite his protests the whole way. *** "...So yeah! I got to be friends with Kyurem!" said Tom, puffing his chest out proudly. He promptly deflates a bit and frowns. "...Even though no one believed me. Still bitter." Roger, Vladimir, and Estragon, meanwhile, were all staring aghast. <...Well, that certainly went in a bunch of crazy directions,> said Estragon. <The Shell... So different from what I thought...> whispered Vladimir. "Tom, you... You really made friends with the one being your hometown feared the most?" "Yep!" Roger smiled softly. "...You know what? I believe you, man. If only because I know you're the one person crazy enough to pull it off." "Thanks!" Tom shifts a bit. "And... I told you because it's a lot like what you're worried about." "...Oh?" Tom frowns. "Well... Kyurem was all scared and alone and hurt and had nowhere to go, right? That's kinda us right now, after what happened in Plasma. After we... W-we failed N... And that's why we have to hide away here and we can't see our families..." He smiles. "But... Kyurem was just so happy I kept them company then... So... I figure sticking with each other now will help too, right?" Roger smiles brightly back. "...You're damn well right, Tom. You're damn well right." Vladimir and Estragon looked on fondly before the latter nudged the former. <Yo, Vladdy! Bet these two would appreciate being in on the vidya.> <Some friendly competition would be good, yes...> Vladimir nudged Roger, who looked up at him as he gestured to the TV and video game console. <Would you be interested in virtual kart racing, Trainer?> Roger smiled. "I'm assuming those beeps and that 'lurk' mean you guys are up for four-player?" Tom pumped his fists. "Dibs on first player!" Roger glared in response."Tom, what did I fucking tell you about that?" "Hey! Remember who brought the console here." "Remember who's being kinda stupid and rude." "I'm rude? You-" The two descended into incomprehensible prattling as their Pokemon looked on and sighed. --------- Deep within the Giant Chasm, Kyurem tossed the last of the food gathered from Lacunosa's streets into that year's pile. After doing so and pondering a bit they decided they weren't ready to help themself just yet. Instead, they walked over to a corner of the chasm, where a Crimson Lady action figure was set upright on a small outcrop, Kyurem gazing at it fondly. <Merry Kyurimek, Tom... Wherever you've gone...> ~~~

#kyurem #lacunosa city #yangverse #fanfic

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