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Why did his dad make HIM head over, Eric wasn't the one that worked with Marshall before! He didn't even know the guy Kids could also be mean but here he was outside of this pizzeria. he fidgeted with the handkerchief some.

Entering the building for a kid to bump into him and just continue running, at least if he got this maybe he'd get a break, that'd be nice.

-@the-derksons-family-business

Marshall walked around his pizzeria and was getting a bit annoyed. Derek was supposed to be here half and hour ago. He loved working with Derek very charming man but he wouldn’t hesitate to put a chainsaw in his neck.

He looked up when he heard the doors open. Marshall was heavily confused on why Derek’s son here. The man walked over and gave a soft smile. He barely knew anything about Eric but he didn’t care. “Your Eric yes? Anyways not that important at the matter come with me.” He started to walk to his office and smiled.

[lildevyl]

Testing the Potion Maker

Author’s Note: Based on  @lamiasluck​ Magic!AU. So, I’ve discovered this cool and talented writer from a Creative Buddy of mine, @juju-on-that-yeet blog. I went to take a look at @lamiasluck and found a couple of their AU’s and fell in love with them!

So, @lamiasluck this is for your Magic!AU. And since I found your AO3 Account and instantly fell in love with your Timid Speech Series. Expect another fic for ya based on that as well!

Hope ya enjoy!  HAPPY WRITING!

Summary:  Dark decides to pay the new Potion Maker a personal visit. He wants to see first hand just how “innocent” Eric truly is and at the same time, why not put this new Potion Maker to the test? Dark needs two of the most, highest quality, and very powerful potions of all time.

(Potion Shop)

Dark decided to pay the new Potion Maker, (Eric was it?) a visit.  He had heard from not just two of his loyal members that this new guy was so innocent but now, even one of his best spies said that he was as well.  There’s just no way someone would end up here without some kind of secret to hide!  Usually, Dark would have his “informant” in his basement “spilling the beans” on Eric by now, but unfortunately, Doctor Iplier needed to rest.  During their last, “investigation” to get the information Dark needed, Edward nearly experienced magical exhaustion.

Which led Dark to his little stroll down, downtown.  They found a man that would have the answers that Dark would need to get to the bottom of this new Potion Maker and whether or not he’s as innocent as he plays to be.  So, why not test the new Potion Maker?  Edward as of right now, couldn’t use his talents when Dark interrogated their new informant, so Dark came up with a new plan. A Truth Potion, just a few drops will have the person spilling all of their secrets no matter how personal they may be.  So, what better way to test the new Potion Maker to see if he’s the real deal then to see if he has the true skills to make it?

A little bell dinged as Dark stepped through the threshold of the Potion Shop.  Light beige walls, very colorful but organized potions, and ingredients littered the shelves.  Dark even saw some local and very exotic looking plants were scattered around the place as well.  It felt a bit “cozy” actually.  Another reason to be suspicious of this new Potion Maker.  Dark stood there with his snake familiar, Celine, draped comfortably across his shoulders.

There were a couple of other customers in the shop and all of them knew he was and made the right choice of giving, Dark a wide birth.  Dark started browsing the shelves.  Most of them were healing potions, prank potions, potions to help you when your sick, and some potions that were just silly.  As Dark browse the shelves he came to one spot that looked quite empty and very out of place.  Hm, maybe he would find out what this little Potion Maker is hiding after all.  The empty space wasn’t much, just a small little cube-like space but there was dust covering it the inside of it.  And when Dark inspected a little closer he found a small card that looked like someone was trying to hide it.  When Dark picked it up and brushed the dust off of it, a Cheshire like grin was displayed on his face.  Taking the card with him, Dark made his way to the front counter.

“Oh, hello s-sir. How may - how may I help you today?”  Dark became confused as to how this meek little magic user became the new Potion Maker.  Still, Dark wanted answers and he was going to get them!

“Ah, yes. I require two potions to be made,” Dark said.

“What - what kind of potions do you need to be made sir?”  Eric asked.

“I require a Truth Potion and of course this Potion to be made,” Dark smirked handing the card over.

Eric took the Potion Card with a confused expression.  He didn’t remember put out “specialty made cards.”  When Eric saw the name of the potion that the man in front of him wanted to make, Eric immediately became uncomfortable.  That was close to a Class 5 Potion.  Not necessarily illegal especially with certain clients in this town, but this was certainly close to it! Especially with how it could be used!  Eric wasn’t sure why it hasn’t been forbidden or put on the illegal list yet.

“Um,  you want me to, to make you a True Loves Potion, sir?”  Eric asked timidly.

A True Loves Potion was highly sought after but it could be used in so many detrimental ways.  Traditional Families used it to make sure their children married the ones that the parents have picked out specifically for the sons and daughters to marry.  Many fans have tried to use it on certain celebrities because they were so convinced that they and the celebrity were actually dating or worst.  Try to break up the celebrity was with and make them fall in love with that obsessed fan.  The only reason why the Government hadn’t put the True Loves Potion on the banned and forbidden list was because; there were certain tests you could do to make sure that you weren’t given it.  And if you were given it, there was an antidote to go with it.

“Yes, along with the Truth Potion,” Dark said getting a little impatient.

“O-okay,” Eric said.  “It’ll be ready by tomorrow.”

“See that it does,” Dark said.

“What name do I put it under, sir?” Eric asked still very nervous.

“Dark.”  And Dark turned and walked out of the shop, not noticing the trembling man behind the counter.

(The Next Day)

The next day came around and Eric was still shaking.  He just met the most dangerous man that he heard of from so many different clients, Wilford especially.  But he never thought that Dark would ever step into his shop.  Now, Eric wasn’t so sure what’s he more afraid of, Dark killing him on the spot if he wasn’t satisfied with his work?  Or what twisted plot Dark might be doing with these two Potions?  Neither of them was illegal although, Eric stopped worrying about that the day he met Bim!

The Truth Potion was a potion that just a few drops either directly from the bottle or in a drink then you will be telling the person on the other side everything!  And when they say everything, they mean everything!  The True Loves Potion, however, that one was trickier.  So many gray areas and so many things with it that it should be illegal and then you have so many of the “Upper Class” telling everyone that will listen.  All the reasons why it shouldn’t be illegal!  The only problem (if you make it right) was that both parties had to drink the potion!  Otherwise, r it will only last a few days or it won’t work at all!

At this point, Eric honestly didn’t care!  As long as he didn’t know anything, or no one told him what they need it for!  Then he could go on with his day pretending that he didn’t just help some criminal!  How, did this happen to him?  Eric just heard about this small town and thought it would be a good place to start over again.  Not having to fear for his life from his overbearing father!  But now, he would just have to play along until he could find another place and move!  The sound of the bell brought Eric out of his brooding thoughts.

“Oh, Mr. Dark!” Eric squeaked.  “I got your order right here sir!”  Eric went to the back and brought out two vials.  One was a bright golden color and the other was a dark pink color.  Eric quickly put them in a safe box for the purchase and told Dark what he owed.

Dark, examined the potions first, and then gave a satisfying nod.  “Here you go, kid.  You’ve earned it.”  Dark said, giving Eric a stack of bills then walking out with the potions.

(Ego Inc)

Dark walked into the basement of his home where he had his “informant.”  Dark smiled at him, tied to the chair, trying his best to act like the “tough guy.”  Doing his absolute best to try and get out the restraints.

“What the hell do you want?!”  The man spat.  “Where’s my son?  Where’s Eric?”

“Funny, you seemed so glad that you didn’t have to deal with the ‘Son that’s the greatest disappointment’ last night,” Dark said as he strolled up to the man with his hands behind his back.  “So, tell me Mr. Derkson, are we going to do this easy way or the hard way?”

“You can go to hell for all I care,” the Man spat again through gritted teeth.

“The easy way then,” Dark said as he took the vial out of his pocket.  He then grabbed Derek’s jaw and wretched it opened.  Careful not to put more than the required drops in his mouth and then covering his mouth so he had no choice to swallow.

He stopped struggling then. He just had this blank look in his eyes as he stared ahead.

“What’s your name?”  Dark asked.

“Derek Derkson,” Derek answered in a monotone voice.

“What are your powers?”

“Fire.”

“How many sons do you have?”

“I had sixteen sons.  Twins, triplets even a few singles.  Unfortunately, due to a horrible accident, I only have one son left.  Eric.”

Dark smiled now.  “So, Derek.  Tell me everything about Eric?”

[caninempathy]

❝ Buy Today, and you'll have a good day ! ❞

ERIC DEREKSON, son of ( a prick ) Derek Derkson, is a very much social anxiety timebomb. After some darkened losses in his past, he always has... bad luck in his eyes. Whether it be having a mental breakdown while filming a charity commercial, dealing with the mental and verbal turmoil of his father, or just .. attempting to live a life he knows is gonna have more danger than peace when something bad happens in his presence.

Please be gentle with him, don't make him cry, and try to not touch too much if he doesn't specify.

[lildevyl]

Whumptober “Pick Who Dies”

Summary:   Eric goes to  Nora Weird for help on getting rid of his father.  In exchange, he becomes her spy on Darkiplier.

Guest Staring: @weirdmixofweirdness as Nora Weird

A/N:  Inspired by @lamiasluck‘s Another Pawn from their Timid Speech Series.

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(The Author’s Cabin)

Eric sat there in what he could only guest was the Author’s Cabin now his daughter’s Cabin.  Heart pumping a mile a minute that Eric was surprised it hadn’t burst out of his chest already.  Wring his hands with his yellow handkerchief, that for the past five minutes has been used to wipe the sweat from his forehead.  Fidgeting and trembling so much that Nora was surprised that none of the Dark Creatures that lived in the woods in a mile radius wasn’t clawing at the front door from smelling Eric’s fear.

“You do know what your asking of me, right?” Nora demanded.  This wasn’t just some run of the mill request here.

“Y-yeah, I - I do,” Eric answered.  He knew what he was getting into, but it was a risk that he was willing to take.

“So, you’re willing to let your own father be a character in one of my stories?” Nora asked wanting to get confirmation.

And that’s what did it. Eric’s head snapped up and glared at Nora.  “Yo-you don’t think I know?!” Eric demanded.  His voice rose up, both in volume and in pitch.  It was still pretty meek but to Eric, it was if he’d just yelled.

“You don’t think I know?!  You don’t think I know what he thinks of me?  How he talks, about me?  How he wished, that it was me in that bus accident instead of one of my brothers?  I know!  I know what he says to the other Egos.  I know what he says when he thinks that I can’t hear him or when he thinks I’m out of earshot.  I know!  But I’m - I can’t - I can’t  .  .  .”  Eric trails off wringing his hand with his handkerchief.  “I can’t do it though.  There’s just - no way for me to be able to this.  S-so I’m asking you!  I need you to do this!”

“If I do, do this,” Nora said contemplating her options.  “What’s in it for me?”

“I can’t - I can’t give you any money. Bu-but what I can do is.  I c-can be your spy!”  Nora raised an eyebrow at that.  How could this timid of an Ego be a spy for her?  “Wh-who’s going to su-suspect me?  Dark wouldn’t notice me or even give a second thought of it possibly being me.  I’d be the perfect spy for you on Dark.”  Eric explained his offer.  “I just - I need you to - to get rid of my him!”

“I think we can make this happen,” Nora said extending her hand.  “But if you betray me”  Nora didn’t have to explain.  Eric got the message loud and clear.

(Ego Inc.)

“D-dad?”  Eric knocked on his Dad’s Office Door.

“What Eric?!”  Derek snapped.  “I’m in the middle of an important business meeting.”

“Dad, this - this is Nora Weird.  S-she’s the daughter of the famous Author.  She would like to do a book about us.”

“Oh, really?”  Derek’s expression suddenly changed, giving Nora his complete undivided attention.

“Yes, Mr. Derkson.  I would like to write a book and possibly use you as a character for the story that I’m currently working on.”

Tagging:  @weirdmixofweirdness, @dezzydynamite, @septic-dr-schneep, @10th-no-name-person, @lostcybertronian, @lamiasluck, @juju-on-that-yeet, @m4delin, @whumptober2020