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Sugar Crash Void Bash: The Fanfic!

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CWs: Violent action sequences, blood mention, slight gore, anxiety and panic, possession/mind control, strangulation, sharp weapons (daggers, spears, halberds)

Chapter Eight: Kingdom Crumbles

After you read this, you'll get to choose between two endings

Bad Ending Good Ending

The fog of tension is so thick in the air that one could cut it with a knife. After a restless night, the soon-to-be heroes did everything in their power to replenish their energy for the upcoming confrontation. Ice and Tippy get dressed in silence, the brunette is sitting on the edge of the bed.

Tippy gently wraps zeir arms around him, planting a reassuring kiss on his cheek. Ice breathes a relieved sigh through his nose, closing his eyes, and lightly caressing Tippy’s bicep.

Outside

The air, although silent and still, is filled with the dread of what’s to come. Emmanuel steps over the threshold of the front door to meet the rest of his family. He inhales,

“Mr Dio isn’t coming. He’s far too weakened from the attack yesterday.”

“Just as I suspected,” Ice speaks bluntly then turns to the others, “Let’s end this.” 

Ramón holds the map, directing the rest of the family members where to go. They trek outside of town, seemingly into the middle of the desert. Emmanuel accidentally bumps into the back of Vanilla, 

“Ough! Sorry, cous’–” His eye widens at the sight he sees, “What… the hell… is that?”

Before the three gentlemen, is what looks to be a palace of sorts. The palace is made from smooth sandstone, all lined with gold trim. It has open arches in place of doorways so anyone could wander inside… but would they want to?

Ice shakes his head, remaining silent, but continues hiking down the sand dune. Tippy narrows his eyes in suspicion and curiosity at zeir husband.

The four get closer and closer to the sandstone palace, an eerie pressure lingering in the air with every passing step. Ice feels Ramón wrap his arm around his arm. The pink haired teen holds onto his papa for comfort, anxious about what may happen soon. With a head rub and some soothing words of reassurance from his papa, Ramón’s muscles relax and he feels less tense.

The four’s footsteps echo on the stone floor as they enter the palace. Up high on a hill of stairs, sits a sinister man on his throne. He has pin straightened, lavender, shoulder length hair, sharply cut horizontally, golden-orange eyes that glow intermittently, and is wearing what appears to be a cerulean crown with a sky blue diamond in the center. The crown and his outfit’s ensemble are quite similar to the way the envelope was presented. 

Once the group approaches him, a nasty smirk curls upon his glossed lips. Vanilla stops in his tracks, gazing up at the menacing man in the throne, he clenches his teeth,

“Beleza…” 

“Wait, you know this guy?!” Tippy says. Ramón and Emi are confused too, the three of them look at Vanilla. The brunette is fuming and imploding with repressed negative emotions of the man in front of him. The man chuckles,

“That’s right. It’s me. Beleza Muscadine, in the flesh and blood,” He smirks grimly, “But you all may address me as ‘Lord Bel’ from now on.” 

“In your dreams.” Vanilla growls. Bel giggles, then daintily crosses his legs in his throne. He playfully shakes his head, looking at Vanilla's family,

“Oh, my my my my my… Who do we have here? This,” Bel points at Tippy, “must be your little boyfriend, hm? He’s awfully handsome. I guess you did find love after all, eh, Vanilly?” He bats his eyelashes. Bel points at Ramón, “And this one… this one must be your baby, huh? Ohohoho, you naughty thing…” Bel smirks and looks at Emi,

“You… I have no idea who you are, but my best guess is you are somehow related to this man right here.”

“Let’s end this, Beleza. I’m ready to punch that putrid smirk off your face.” Vanilla hisses.

“So hostile.” Bel puts up his hands. “This guy has always been jealous of me.”

Tippy turns to Vanilla with great concern,

“Vans, what is going on?! Who is this?!”

Before Ice can answer, Bel speaks, directing his attention to Tippy,

“Ohohoho, you’d like to get to know me, pretty little thing?”

The words that slip out of Bel’s mouth send shockwaves of pure rage into Vanilla’s heart. The brunette tries everything in his power to restrain himself from lunging at the purple haired man.

“Allow me to explain.”

Bel ominously glides down the stairs, landing in front of the group,

“I used to be one of The Beast’s loyal servants…

In fact… I was one of the first to join. 

After a few months of being Dio’s right hand man alone… that was when Ice appeared.

Hmhmhm… you all should’ve seen him, the way he was before…

He was so pathetic, meek, fragile, dirty… He acted like a shy little child at first.

Of course, Dio took quite a liking to him and didn’t let him out of his sight. I must admit, I was a little jealous of all the attention Ice would get, but mhmhm… all of that changed rather quickly over time.

Even though Ice became stronger and healthier, grabbing Dio’s attention more often… I was still The Beast’s favorite. I made damn sure Icy knew that. 

Ohohoho, he would get so angry. Ice hated me so much. Seething with jealousy that I, Beleza Muscadine was so, smart, gorgeous, perfect, and everything he’s not. 

He must’ve omitted my existence out of any life stories he told, hm? Well then, I was such a great leader and I could persuade others to do my bidding with ease, something Dio praised me quite highly on. Awww, Vanilly was just so torn apart with jealousy at me ‘stealing away his boyfriend’ that he turned himself into a mindless slave. He obeyed Dio without hesitation, doing anything and everything that was asked of him… no matter how humiliating or degrading the command was.

But… I cared not for Dio’s worthless attention, but mostly for the sake of tormenting Ice. Oh, and taking Dio’s treasure of course. 

I was treated quite poorly by The Beast. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life under the thumb of some arrogant waste of space.”

Bel circles the group then hovers back up to his throne, gracefully sitting back down and crossing his legs one over the other. He rests his cheek on his knuckles, gazing down at the gang with his yellow eyes,

“Everything changed for the better however…” Bel looks down at the nails on his left hand then back at the group, “I had found something that helped me get everything I deserved.”

Beleza taps the jewel embedded in the crown on top of his head, 

“I found this gorgeous gem. It called to me, and I took it as a trophy.” The purple haired man sighs dreamily, looking off into the distance with hooded eyelids, “Yes, I was Dio’s favorite servant… right up until I had failed in offing The Beast with a wooden stake to the heart.”

Emmanuel is stunned, slowly shaking his head, remembering what happened the day prior. Beleza could have very well finally killed Dio yesterday, yet he chose not to. Bel continues,

“Instead of driving that wooden stake into his undead heart, it was driven right into the palm of his hand. He told me bluntly to get out, and if I were to ever return, I would be executed on sight. I left as told and… hmhm, here we are today.”

“We don’t care about any of that, Beleza.” Ice growls, dripping venom with every word.

“Your little boy toy certainly cared, since he’s the one who asked me so politely.” Bel puckers his lips and winks at Tippy. 

“YOU SON OF A BITCH, I’LL KILL YOU!!!” Vanilla bellows, clenching his fists in rage. His anger only makes Beleza cackle.

Emmanuel steps in,

“What did you do with Jonathan?!”

Bel rolls his eyes then taps his cheek with his long golden painted nail. He sighs with an annoyed expression,

“Right… I have something of yours.” Bel snaps his fingers and uses the power of the jewel to bring down a cage containing a dazed Jonathan. The blue bearded man is sitting down on the cage’s floor, completely hypnotized into an unresponsive stupor.

“What did you do to him?!” Vanilla yells. Bel gestures up to Jonathan,

“He wasn’t cooperating, and he tried to use some kind of repulsive sunlight magic on me. Oh, that man certainly did put up quite the fight…” He grins evilly, “But what he didn’t count on was the fact that I like to fight dirty.” Bel grins devilishly, “I figured out that he was using his breath as an energy source… ahuhuhu, and Vanilly over here knows how I just simply *inhale* take the fellas’ breath away.” Bel points at the cage, “Long story short, he’s under my spell. I doubt he even knows what’s happening right now or where he is.”

“You bastard!” Vanilla grits his teeth.

“Mhm.” Bel raises an eyebrow, very unamused, “I’ll tell you what,” He taps his cheek with his golden fingernail, looking up at the suspended cage, “I’ll give the four of you a choice…”

Vanilla shakes his head already prepared to deny anything Beleza has to offer, no matter what that may be. The purple haired man smirks,

“I’ll let Jonathan go free if you join me in executing The Beast, and you must lend me each of your stand powers to take over the world. You four will be my most treasured servants. I will treat you with dignity and grace, don’t worry…”

Beleza narrows his eyes, 

“But if you refuse…” He looks up at caged Jonathan, “Each and every one of you will die.” 

“NO.” Vanilla speaks firmly, “I will never bow to you. None of us will bow to you.”

“Awww…” Bel feigns a pout, “Tsk tsk tsk, is that your final answer?”

Ice gives Beleza a chilling glare, piercing whatever soul the lavender haired man has left with him. With a smirk and a glance to Ramón, Bel speaks,

“What a shame… and I said I would never harm a child. Oh well,” Bel stands up quickly, holding up his right hand, electric blue magic emanating around it,

“But you have to crack a few skulls to make an empire.”

HSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

Beleza’s stand, a large cerulean snake with golden accents and a lilac colored belly, manifests behind him. 

“I’d like you all to meet, Gilded Cobra… because he will be the very last stand you ever meet!!!” 

Gilded Cobra opens his mouth wide and attempts to strike the couple. Vanilla and Tippy manifest their stands and jump out of the way!

Emmanuel pulls Ramón aside and speaks,

“Listen, little man, you and I are going to rescue Jonathan while your parents take care of this Beleza guy, okay?”

Ramón looks back and forth between Emi and his fathers fighting this new enemy stand user. The teen gulps, but regains his composure and nods.

“Good! Now follow my lead!” Emi sprints over to where the suspended cage is, dipping into Slick’s shadow form, moving along the ground for Ramón to follow.

Tippy uses invisibreak, confusing and irritating Beleza. Gilded Cobra swipes his golden clawed serpent hands at Cream. This enrages the void stand, causing him to belt out a roar that shakes the palace. Cream flattens his hand and goes to slice Cobra in half. The snake stand is too quick! He hisses, spraying venom at Cream. A few drops land on the zombie-like stand, sizzling and melting his flesh. Vanilla grunts in pain, looking in disbelief at the acidic venom wounds. 

Tippy peers out from Sapphire Heart’s invisibreak portal from the waist up. With diamond spear in hand, ze pulls it back and thrusts the spear at Beleza.

!!!

Beleza uses his magic to stop the spear from piercing his flesh. The electric blue magic has the head of the spear in its grasp. Tippy struggles to pull away, but Beleza is far too powerful. 

“UNNGHH!!” Ze cries out. Beleza’s eyes are glowing bright, laser focused on Tippy. His grimace turns into a smirk, very much pleased from the power he has over the blue haired gentleman. Sapphire Heart appears fully, and grasps the spear in his hands,

“I have had enough of this.”

Sapphire makes the spear disappear in a flash, and swifter than a black mamba bite, ze crashes zeir fist into Beleza’s cheek, sending him flying across the throne platform. Sapphire covers zeir master in a protective crystal shield sphere. Tippy pushes the inside of the forcefield with zeir hands,

“SAPPHIRE!!!”

The genie stand ignores zeir master, seeing red at the treatment of Tippy. Beleza is lying on his throne, dazed and very enraged. Sapphire swoops in, grabbing Beleza by the collar of the top, transforming zeir right hand into a giant metal boxing glove-esque fist. Three sharp blue diamonds detract out of the knuckles,

“HYAAAAAHHH!!!!”

Zeir blow is cut short by the electric blue energy surrounding zeir fist. Bel’s pupils go from round to slitted as he pushes Sapphire Heart back. Tippy has no control over zeir stand anymore, not like ze had very much control to begin with. Bel manages to shove Sapphire away as well as push away the crystal shield orb containing Tippy. The blue haired gentleman screams as ze is flung away out of the range of zeir stand. Sapphire and the orb disappear, causing Tippy to crash painfully to the ground,

“Aauunghh!!” 

Vanilla notices this, but is dealing with Gilded Cobra at the moment. His head is peeking out of Cream’s mouth as Cream tries to push Cobra away from him. Ice turns to see his husband lying on the ground,

“TIPPY!!!” 

He turns back to the serpent stand, gaining enough energy, strength, and motivation to finally kick him off with both of Cream’s massive legs. Cobra gets sent flying backwards, which causes Bel to stop walking and get sent flying off as well. 

Ice leaps out of Cream’s void mouth and dashes over to protect his love. Beleza spots this and narrows his eyes. Before Ice can reach Tippy, Beleza swoops down and seizes zem in his arms. Tippy yelps and is pressed against Beleza’s chest, being firmly held in place by his left arm. Vanilla stops dead in his tracks, viewing the horrendous sight before him. Beleza’s devilish serpent eyes drill into Vanilla’s,

“Hmhmhmhm…” The lavender haired man chuckles, his voice is eerily distorted. Bel looks down at Tippy, eyelids hooded, a smirk impossibly wide and even more snake-like than before. He licks his lips with a black forked tongue. This makes Ice’s eyes widen in pure disgust and bewilderment. Bel looks back over at Ice and his chuckle sounds more like a rhythmic hiss,

“Sss sss sss sss sss…” He continues, “He’s awfully cute…” 

The lavender haired man stretches out his hand to the side, manifesting a sharp, curved, golden dagger,

“I might just have to make him my groom instead… but if he misbehaves or disobeys me in any way,” Tippy winces as the cold blade is pressed against his throat. Bel enjoys seeing both Tippy and Vanilla in this position. Having an attractive guy in his clutches, as well as said guy being the lover of his enemy. Ice’s fury amuses Beleza,

“We will rule the world together, my love…” He abandons the dagger, causing it to disappear into thin air. Instead, Beleza gently touches Tippy’s cheek and jaw, making zem look at him, “Oh, darling. Look… look at me… look into my eyes…” Tippy looks into his eyes, going into a trance, causing zeir eyes to glow. Ze tries to turn zeir head away, but zeir eyes remain locked onto Beleza’s. 

Suddenly zeir body goes numb, and zeir mind goes fuzzy. Beleza turns away as he just put Tippy under his serpent spell, looking into Vanilla’s eyes as well. Ice feels his body fill with sprinkles of pleasure and his mind go fuzzy. He quickly shields his eyes and groans. Bel grins,

“Yet another thing of yours that I have taken away, eh, Vanilly?” His cackle rings in Vanilla’s ears, making him lose control.

BAWWWMMPPH!!!

Vanilla punches Beleza as hard as he can in the face with his fist. Tippy drops to the floor again, holding the spot on zeir chest where Bel held zem. Ice stomps over to Bel on the ground, seeing that his skin is growing blue scales on certain parts of his body, including his cheeks and neck. 

“Vanilla!” Tippy calls over to his husband. Ice whips his head around to see Tippy holding up his hands in the shape of a heart. Vanilla quickly rushes to Tippy and they both yell,

“HEART!!!”

In a flash of bright white light, Razz lands and slides his leg across the floor. Bel hisses, his mouth is wider with two protruding fangs, and sparse blue scales glisten on his cheeks,

“What?!”

Meanwhile, Ramón and Emmanuel are figuring out a way to get Jonathan down from the cage. The two family members finally reach the cage, Emi by using his shadow form, Ramón by glitching out. Emmanuel slips out from the waist up of Slick’s shadow. He touches the cage, only to be met with what feels like an electric shock,

“YEOW! W-what the hell was that all about?!” Emi waves his hand around, “This isn’t good, little man, we need to try to find a way to get him out of this cage, pronto.”

“I have an idea!” Ramón holds up his hand, which is glitching violently. He sticks his glitching hand through the bars just to test his theory, “Aha! So all I have to do is glitch out, grab Mr Jojo and pull him through the bars!”

“Er, no offense, Ramón, but… I don’t think you’d be strong enough to hold this guy.” Emi shakes his head. Ramón floats over next to Emi,

“Okay, what about this? I’ll take Mr Jojo out, then you grab him and send him to the shadow world or whatever that is.”

“Yeah, sure, that sounds like a pla–”

KAH-TAAAANG!!!

The two relatives recoil and realize that Bel shot a slim beam of electric blue energy at the two of them from an enchanted gilded halberd that used to be hanging from a pillar. Bel is tackled by Razz, who was recovering from several thrashes that Bel had given him. 

Emi looks directly at Ramón,

“We have to do this quickly.”

Ramón nods in agreement and attempts to pull the weakened Jonathan out of the cage.

Razz and Beleza continue to viciously fight one another. Bel hisses and screeches, grabbing animalistically at Razz’s long brown hair on his right side, yanking him around. Razz howls in pain and claws at Beleza’s chest and face, feeling the transition from skin to scales every now and then. 

The lavender haired man straight up strikes at the fusion with his mouth, trying to sink his fangs into him. Razz dodges out of the way, still in extreme pain at having his hair clutched so tightly in Bel’s grasp. Razz fights dirty too, taking a leaf from Beleza’s book and clamping his jaw around Beleza’s left arm. 

Bel yelps and hisses loudly, burning venom spraying everywhere, pounding his fist into Razz’s head, making the fusion dizzy. Thankfully Beleza lets Razz go.

The fusion disappears into a cloud of sparkles, which infuriates the lavender haired man even more. Light blue venom drips down Bel’s chin, as he gives out low, beastly growls. His slitted, glowing yellow eyes are wide, as he twirls around trying to catch the damned fusion. 

UURRRGHHHH…

Beleza feels an ominous presence behind him. He hears the low, horrific sound of a mysterious creature growling. As the lavender haired man turns around, he is met face to face with Volatile Amethyst. The demonic undead stand holds his scythe with both hands, giving Beleza an evil toothy grin,

“Goodnight…”

SLAAASSSHHH!!!

Amethyst goes to slice Beleza in half with his scythe. Bel’s serpent eyes are wide as his body is sliced diagonally, from left shoulder to right hip. Instead of blood pouring out of his body, electric blue energy radiates across his wound. The jewel in his crown glows blindingly bright, making Amethyst and Razz shield their eyes. Beleza hovers, being held up by the crown’s jewel, his body is limp and his eyes are rolled back in his head as if he is deceased. Razz squints his eyes, trying to get a better look at what’s happening.

Bel lands on the ground, stumbling on his own feet. He gazes off into the distance with a thousand yard stare. His eyes flash from yellow and slitted, to dark brown and round in an instant. Beleza grabs his head and pants from what seems to be distressed,

“Haaahh, haaaah!! W-what?!” His voice sounds vastly different. 

Quicker than a mousetrap’s spring, Beleza snaps out of it, regaining his glowing yellow serpent eyes, and looks straight at Razz. His movements are a little more robotic than they were before.

“You are a fool.” Beleza grins, his eyes unblinking and locked onto Razz. The fusion is horrified at what he just saw. He feels a visceral and primal instinct to run away as if Beleza was a beast in the wild and Razz was the prey. 

“I cannot be killed.” Razz doesn’t know why but… when Beleza speaks, it feels like it’s… not even him speaking, but rather he's being spoken through.

“The power of the jewel is unsurpassable. By The Serpent’s Eye, you will bow to my feet or perish beneath them.” Beleza’s movements are akin to that of a puppet on a string, something that would be seen straight from a nightmare. Razz backs away from primal fear. 

Crrrkk

Bel’s head turns to Emmanuel and Ramón, attempting to glitch Jonathan out of the cage. He raises both of his hands, palms facing upwards, and knocks Ramón out of the sky using an electric blue energy beam from the gem.

Emmanuel reaches out for Ramón,

“NOOOO!!!”

The teenager falls down, weakened from the blast. Razz shrieks and sprints to catch his son. Beleza’s head is tilted, almost touching his left shoulder. His limbs are stiff yet limp, as if he was just a reanimated corpse. His body twitches every now and then.

Razz dashes, and as if everything were happening in slow motion, he manages to catch Ramón before he plummets to the ground. The two of them disappear in a cloud of sparkles, resting in the void for a while. 

Beleza jerks his head upwards at Emmanuel, which sends chills down his spine. Emi frantically thinks of some other way to free Jonathan. Beleza raises his hands again, charging another attack while Emmanuel makes his way up to the rope holding up the cage to keep it still. 

Slick Shadow tries his best to wriggle his way into the cage without touching the bars, so he can pull Jonathan into the shadow void with him. 

Before Beleza can shoot an energy beam at Emmanuel, Razz leaps out of the void and tackles him! They both land on the ground with a loud thud. Razz kicks Bel and stands back up, putting up his obsidian shield. 

Gilded Cobra hisses and wraps his mouth over a part of the obsidian shield, trying to break it but to no avail. The electric blue venom drips down onto the ground, sizzling and melting the sandstone floor. Beleza hovers over and starts thrusting the golden halberd violently and mechanically into the force field. 

Any and every attempt to break the shield is proven in vain. Beleza growls and launches the halberd directly at Emmanuel, missing him by mere centimeters. The enchanted halberd disappears and is teleported back to the ground near Beleza. Ramón laughs, grabbing the attention of the lavender haired man,

“Haha! Give it up already, Beleza. We can literally do this all day! My fathers can stay fused for 12 hours!”

Beleza’s face turns from frustration to realization to deviousness. He grins wickedly and slowly turns his head to Razz,

“Good to know…” 

Beleza leaps up into the air, hovering with his head looking straight up at the ceiling. The gem glows a bright white, then a bright orange… then a bright red. His arms are stretched out and hands are holding two glowing orbs of golden energy. Razz frantically looks around,

“W-w-what’s going on? What the hell is happening now?!”

Ramón runs up to Razz, grabs his bicep and points out of the open archways,

“Whatever’s happening outside!!!”

Outside, the clouds move faster and faster with each passing second. 

“Wait…Wait.” Razz realizes,” H-HE’S FAST FORWARDING TIME!!!”

“I refuse to be disrespected by worthless mortals.” Beleza’s voice booms all around the palace. 

Razz runs to below where Beleza is and has Amethyst fly upwards,

“Shit! He’s out of range of my stand!”

Ramón gets a determined look in his eyes and rushes to the spot Razz is at. He glitches out and disappears, startling the fusion.

Beleza continues to make time pass even faster and faster until it’s night. Ramón glitches up to where he is and manages to grab onto Beleza. They both glitch around, the magic coupled with the glitching, makes the entire earth shake and distort.

“STOP THIS! STOP AT ONCE, YOU FOOL, YOU’LL KILL US ALL!” Beleza roars.

The entire universe ripples and wobbles from the immense power distortion caused by Ramón’s glitching and Beleza’s gem magic. The two of them lose power for a brief moment and plummet to the ground.

The teen finds enough strength to get his stand power back and glitches out into the void before he hits the ground. Beleza hovers, lying down prone, almost touching the ground. He stands up and clenches his fists, glaring at Ramón. He directs his attention back to the fusion and smirks,

“11 hours and 55 minutes have passed. You don’t have much time left before you are separated.”

Razz says nothing, his heart is racing and he bites his teeth, angry and anxious. Beleza grabs the golden halberd once again and shoots out an energy beam at Emmanuel, this time grazing his right bicep.

“AAAUGH!!!” Emmanuel wails in pain, wobbling and having trouble clinging to the rope. Slick Shadow gets electrocuted by the cage bars, recoiling in pain and ruining all of the progress. Beleza gives a fang filled grin.

Razz turns to his son,

“Ramón, run away. Run far, far away. Please.”

“W-what?! N-no! I can’t! I won’t–”

“You need to save yourself, child.” Razz commands his son, then mumbles, “Vanilla and Tippy shouldn’t even have brought you in the first place.”

Before Ramón can respond, Razz sprints to Beleza, and another battle ensues. The teenage boy is completely paralyzed in place, watching Razz and Beleza attack each other with their bare hands. 

His heart thumps against his ribcage, unintentionally glitching around,

“G-GA-A-A-AUGH!” 

Ramón stops for a few moments and looks up at Emmanuel, who’s trying to release Jonathan from the cage while at the same time trying to stops his wound from bleeding. Blood drips down from the area Emmanuel is at, splattering down to the floor below. 

Ramón trembles from fear, feeling his fingers go numb. His periphery grows fuzzy and unfocused, his heart beats uncontrollably no matter how slow he tries to breathe. His throat closes up, making it almost impossible to swallow. 

With a couple more glitches, his golden brown eyes lock onto the jewel in Beleza’s crown, glowing bright blue. Sugar Crash whispers behind Ramón barely audible but still just enough to hear,

“He’s being puppeteered by it…”

That’s when the teen realizes… He remembers the person in the trench coat and top hat. They had glowing yellow eyes for a while until... Suddenly they didn't. Just a little while ago, Beleza was sliced in half by Volatile Amethyst, then got revived by the gem in his crown. Ramón replays that scene in his head over and over… Beleza’s eyes… his eyes… his eyes went from a glowing yellow to a dark brown.

Razz shouts and uses his stand to slice at Gilded Cobra. The snake stand hisses and strikes at Amethyst at lightning speed. Amethyst goes in to slash at him, frantically swinging around the scythe. Cobra whips around and smacks Amethyst up against a pillar, sending Razz backwards as well. The pillar cracks and crumbles, pieces of debris flying every which way. 

Beleza flies over to Razz, only to be kicked in the abdomen by both of his legs. Beleza grunts from the power of the kick. He hisses, the bright blue venom from his fangs spewing as his mouth opens. Razz covers his face, his forearms taking the stinging droplets of venom,

“Aaaughh!” 

Meanwhile, Ramón is quickly coming up with a plan to steal away the crown from Beleza. With a deep inhale and a glance to his stand, he glitches out. The battle between Razz and Beleza causes destruction all inside of the palace. 

Emi clutches his arm, watching as Slick Shadow wraps around the inebriated Jonathan,

“Come on, come on…”

Slick gets electrocuted every now and then, causing immense pain to Emmanuel, yet he pushes on.

Ramón manages to glitch his way behind Beleza. The lavender haired man is dodging Razz’s punches and kicks, but what he didn’t count on was Ramón grabbing the crown from his head.

“HUH?!” Beleza twists his head around and catches the teenager in the act. Ramón gasps! Simply removing the jewel from Beleza’s head isn’t enough. Razz lands a harsh blow against Beleza’s left cheek, bringing his attention back to the fusion. Ramón thinks fast, glitchily flying over to another area where he slams down the crown into the ground.

The pink haired boy stomps on the jewel with his foot, but it does nothing. He tries to have Sugar Crash punch it, but still nothing happens. 

Suddenly, a glint of metal catches his eye,

“Th-the halberd!” Ramón dashes over to the enchanted halberd Beleza had abandoned and snatches it up off the ground. He sprints back over to the crown and starts smashing the jewel with the head of the weapon. 

CRRK!

The halberd manages to crack the gem bit by bit. It starts glowing red, the light pulsating in a rhythm as if it’s a dying heartbeat. Beleza furiously grabs Razz by the throat and hovers, raising the fusion up in the air and strangling him with just one hand. Razz grabs hold of Beleza’s wrist and does everything he can to pry himself free from the deadly grip.

Ramón looks over for a brief moment to see what’s happening, then goes back to smashing the jewel with the enchanted halberd, grunting and using every bit of his strength to destroy the accursed thing.

Emmanuel strains and shudders from both the pain of being shot with an energy beam, and from being shocked by the cage’s bars. He finally has Jonathan fully enveloped in Slick’s shadow form. Now all there is left to do is pull him out.

Ramón wails as he slams the golden halberd down into the jewel repeatedly. Gilded Cobra slithers over to the fusion, unhinging his jaw and going in to take a finishing bite. Ramón looks over once again and shrieks,

“NOOOO!!!”

This time sobbing in terror. There is not much time left before Razz separates back into Ice and Tippy.

To be continued…

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Sugar Crash Void Bash: The Fanfic!

CWs: Childhood trauma mention, implied physical abuse, death mention, survivor's guilt, alcohol mention

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chapter 6 chapter 7 chapter 8

Ramón shakes his head in disbelief as he reluctantly follows his fathers and Dio. Jonathan curiously tags along, to Dio’s dismay. Dio takes a parasol out of the umbrella holder near the front door,

“Oh, don’t you all worry about me.” He takes an intricate looking spray bottle from the small shelf near the door, spritzes the substance into the air, then walks through it. Suddenly his pale skin starts to glow for a brief moment, making a strange twinkling noise.

“Hmhmhm… that ought to do it. With a few sprays, it’s a bane to the sun’s rays!” Dio chuckles, leading the rest out of the door.

Outside

In the heat of the desert, the four gentlemen follow Dio. Tippy squints and uses Vanilla’s arm as a shield from the sun. Ramón looks around as they all continue following Dio to the courtyard. Up on the stone fence looks to be a figure with their arms crossed and back turned, ponytail blowing in the gentle wind. They all stop and look up at the figure, confused yet intrigued. Dio clears his throat and gestures with an open palm to the figure,

“This is the man I’d like you to meet.”

The man turns to the right, looking at the others with a smile. It’s difficult to see his face because of the sun’s direction. He slyly slides down the wall and jumps down in front of the others.

They all look at him, from the feet to the face. He has dark brown hair, he is wearing white pants with golden zippers, the pants seem to also be his boots, and he is shirtless. His chest, face, and arms are covered in faded scars. The man smirks and adjusts his eyepatch, looking directly at Ice,

“Hello, Ezekiel.” 

Without missing a beat, everyone snaps their head and turns to Vanilla. Vanilla’s eyes widen with shock and anger at hearing his birth name glide out of somebody’s mouth. The man approaches Ice with that same mischievous smirk, causing Tippy and Ramón to be on guard. He speaks,

“It’s so nice to finally meet you.” 

Vanilla scoffs with offense,

“And who are you exactly?”

“I’m your evil twin…” The mysterious man speaks with a low growl and a menacing glare. 

A little bit of a tense and awkward silence fills the air. The man laughs and smacks his thigh,

“Nah, I’m just kidding!” He chuckles and pretends to wipe a tear from his eye patch, “But I am your cousin, Ezekiel.”

“Evil cousin?” Tippy tilts his head.

“Mmmm, no, just his regular cousin.” He stretches, making the rest of his scars more visible, “Well, morality is subjective, so I mean… I guess I could be evil to some people.”

Tippy nods, shrugs, and speaks,

“M’yeah…”

Vanilla gives Tippy a ‘really, dude?’ look, then turns back to the man.

“Oh shit, where are my manners? I’m Emmanuel Nemesis. It’s an acquaintance to meet your pleasure.” he says and puts his hands on his hips, “I’m so glad to finally meet you and your little family, Ezekiel.” Ice rubs the bridge of his nose and sighs with frustration,

“Please, by all means, call me ‘Vanilla Ice’ from now on, ‘Emmanuel Nemesis’.”

Emmanuel smiles and nods politely,

“Ah, and you can call me ‘Emi’. We can be Emi and Ice, how’s that?”

“Very well then.” Ice crosses his arms and gives him an annoyed glare. Dio steps in,

“He has been looking for you, Ice. I feel it is no coincidence that Emmanuel here has managed to make his way to the manor.” 

“Yup.” Emi crosses his arms and nods, “It took quite a lot of digging to find you, cousin. After ‘The Big Bloop’ happened, as they call it, things haven’t been so easy.” He sighs. Ice raises an eyebrow,

“No kidding.” 

“Now, when I had found out that I had a ‘long lost cousin’ who ‘mysteriously’ vanished, I was like,” Emi puts his hands flat, palms down, as if he is working a turntable, “Now this looks like a job for me, so everybody just follow me… and by ‘everybody’, I mean just myself… because well,” he rubs his neck again, “I’m… not exactly part of the family anymore either, cousin.” Ice gives Emmanuel a very perplexed look with a raised eyebrow,

“Anymore, huh?”

Dio chuckles and steps aside, twirling his parasol,

“Very well then. Perhaps we should let these two have a bit of privacy to get to know one another…” The blonde wipes his brow and fans himself with his hand, “I grow weary of the desert heat,” He turns and smiles at Ramón, “Besides, I feel that the boy would be interested in perusing my spellbooks, or perhaps investigating my artifacts.”

Ramón is very intimidated, especially when looking into Dio’s beastly amber eyes. 

Dio brings Ramón, Tippy, and Jonathan back into the mansion, leaving Ice and Emi in the courtyard.

Emi leans to the side and watches the others go through the entrance to the mansion. He smiles at Ice, rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet, nonchalantly looks around,

“So–”

“Okay, *finger quotes* ‘Emmanuel Nemesis’,” Ice growls, “How do you know my birth name? Who are you really? How and why do you know so much about me?” Ice points his finger right in Emmauel’s face, causing the one-eyed man to recoil a bit. Emi blinks for a moment then sighs,

“Come take a walk with me, cousin.”

The shirtless man motions with his hand to his relative to follow him. Vanilla is hesitant… he leans in for a moment, then starts walking to follow his newfound relative. 

As the two gentlemen walk around the courtyard, Emi inhales,

“It wasn’t easy, but,” He looks to the stone fence, “I was able to track you down to the very last known location you were at.” Emi tightens his ponytail, “It took a lot of extra work, especially after ‘The Big Bloop’ had happened.”

“Mmh.” Ice nods, still quite skeptical and uncertain. Emi continues,

“Where do I even begin? I guess, heh, at the beginning.” he chuckles and looks at Vanilla’s very unamused expression. Emi rubs his neck and looks at the sky,

“None of us had an easy time. We all just… tried to survive, you know? Things got so shitty that your parents couldn’t even afford to take care of you.”

“So that’s it? They just up and abandoned me without even giving it a second thought? What about your family, Emmanuel? Why couldn’t they just have given me away to live with you all?” Ice shakes his head.

“No, no, you’ve got it all wrong!” Emi waves his hands around, “Nobody abandoned you!” He shakes his head, “Besides, living with me and my family would’ve been so much worse. My parents could hardly take care of my brother and me enough as it was.”

Ice looks to his lower left, absolutely nettled and frustrated, filled with more questions than answers. 

“Look, look…” Emi sighs and turns to face Ice, “They were good people, Ez– er, Ice. They were heartbroken. They had no other choice but to give you up. You wouldn’t have made it…”

Ice shakes his head, not making eye contact with Emi. My experience living in that hellhole wasn’t much better… I would’ve been better off– Ice’s thought stops. He realizes that if he had perished as an infant… he never would have met Tippy, fallen in love, and had a son. His expression changes from anger, to realization. 

Emmanuel awkwardly fidgets around from the uncomfortable silence. He rotates his left golden arm bracelet around,

“My upbringing wasn’t all that perfect either.”

Vanilla looks down at Emi, curious about what his story is.

“The thing is, my parents didn’t exactly care about what happened to me. It was obvious that they favored my little brother over me and, heh, honestly,” He rubs his neck, “So did I.”

The two men walk side by side parallel to the stone fence. Emi puts his hands in his pockets and looks at Vanilla’s tights, which are sparkling in the sunlight. He makes eye contact with Ice for a brief moment before looking straight ahead,

“I guess, uh… everything went even more downhill after what happened to my brother.”

“What happened to your brother?” Vanilla asks. Emi continues walking and looking straight ahead, staying silent for a few moments. He leaps up onto the wall, bouncing off of it for fun, then lands back onto the ground. He’s a little bit further ahead from Ice. He stops, back turned to Ice and head hanging,

“It was my fault.”

Emi shakes his head slowly,

“We snuck out late at night with some friends as teenagers, probably around Ramón’s age. We’d get into trouble a lot. Admittedly, our friends weren’t exactly the best of people.” He looks up at the sky, then back to the ground, “My brother and I, and those ‘friends’ of ours, were out drinking one night. It was preventable. I could’ve stopped him. I could’ve done something.”

Ice leans in, hesitantly making his way over to Emmanuel. He curiously and cautiously listens. Emi continues, lowering his gaze even further with a despondent sigh,

“My little brother climbed up a building. I knew deep within myself that something bad was going to happen. I watched him climb the building drunkenly as our friends cheered him on.” Emi swallows, “He lost his grip…”

It’s clear to Ice that Emi is remembering every glaring moment of that experience. The painstricken guilt glistens in Emmanuel’s dark brown, almost black, eye.

“Landed on his head, snapped his neck like a twig… killed him instantly.” Emi makes a neck-cutting motion then turns to Vanilla’s direction, not looking at him, but letting him know that he knows Ice is still there, “The rest ran away like a bunch of cowards, while I tried in vain to resuscitate my baby brother in a drunken stupor. It was hopeless.” Vanilla is unsure what to say. Emi continues,

“My negligence was the death of my brother. My family already didn’t like me very much to begin with. I– heh, I wasn’t even supposed to be born, you know that?” Emi gives Ice a very weak smile, clearly hanging on by a thread, “After his death… our father…” he lightly touches his eye patch as he recounts the agonizing memories, “... told me to leave and never come back. So, for most of my life I’ve been quite literally living in the shadows with my stand, Slick Shadow.”

Ice’s cousin reveals his stand. Slick Shadow is a sleek, long black entity that appears to glisten blue and drip. He has a pointy mohawk, long pointy elf-like ears with thick purple hoop earrings. Slick wears large pointy sunglasses and has a perpetual fang-filled grin on his face. Slick leans his elbow up against Emi’s shoulder and gives Ice a short nod.

Ice nods back and makes eye contact with his cousin,

“I see. I’m… I’m so sorry.”

“Bah, don’t worry about it, cous’.” Emi puts his hands on his hip and smiles warmly, his smile lines folding around the corners of his mouth.

“So… how exactly did you manage to track me down?”

“That’s the interesting part, cousin.” Emi starts sauntering back over to the front yard,

“Back in the day, I couldn’t just ‘look things up’ on the ‘internet’. After many years of living alone in the shadows, without any family to lean on, I remembered that you still existed… most likely.” Emi skips around and leans up against the stone fence, “It took a while, but I found your records in that strange place, which is still up and running today. You’d assume it’d be dilapidated, but honestly, it looks way better than it did back in the day.” Emi inhales and pops his neck,

“But, yeah. Managed to find your records, still alive, presumably. Never adopted, and last known location…” He taps his temple then points to the mansion. 

Ice turns to look at Dio’s mansion, then back into Emmanuel’s eye. Emi sighs and proceeds,

“I know what you’re thinking. That still hardly answers any questions. I’ve been looking for you for years.” 

“When did you start working for L– for Dio?” Vanilla asks, putting his hands on his hips, unknowingly mirroring Emi’s body language. 

“It’s… complicated,” Emi rubs his neck and looks to the side, “I didn’t intend to work for him in the first place. I just wanted to find you. I wanted to ask him questions and just figure everything out.”

“Ah…” Ice twirls his left bang with his finger, fidgeting, and squinting his eyes, “So he offered you a handsome amount of money, hm? Is this… ‘mystery enemy stand user’ involved?”

“Well, to put it succinctly; yes.” Emi confirms, “It’s strange… it’s like that person just awakened and suddenly decided to start attacking Dio. It’s unclear what they want exactly, but my money’s on overthrowing Dio and taking his treasure.”

“Hm,” Ice narrows his eyes, “That sounds about right.” He shakes his head, thinking deeply about something. Emi is about to say something, but suddenly a little bell starts ringing.

Tlinglingling tlinglingling

Vanilla instinctively follows the sound. Emmanuel raises an eyebrow and curiously follows his cousin.

Back in the mansion

When Ice and Emi make their way back inside the residence to meet up with the rest of the group, Dio sets down the bell and laughs,

“See?” the vampire turns to Ramón, “I told you that your papa would come running!”

A wave of shameful heat flushes across Vanilla’s face when he hears the words falling out of Dio’s mouth. Things get even worse when the blonde continues speaking,

“Yes, yes, your papa used to be my most loyal of servants. He was my right hand man for many years,” He chuckles with a toothy grin, “He would do quite literally anything I had told him to, without question… no matter how humiliating or degrading it was. Ice was always the most obedient man.”

Ramón thinks highly of his fathers and never thought that somebody like his papa would do anything like that. Tippy gives Vanilla a very apologetic look to zeir husband, who is refusing to make eye contact with any of those in the room. Dio clears his throat and moves closer to Vanilla, looking up at him,

“Now then. I need you to train your son to use his stand– oh what was he called again, boy?”

“U-uh, Sugar Crash.” Ramón awkwardly fidgets with his pink curly hair.

“Ah, yes. Ice, I need you to train your son to use Sugar Crash,” Dio leans up, getting even closer to him, “I sense great potential in him. Watch how your child uses his stand, see what can be improved.”

A few hours later

Jonathan, Emmanuel, and Tippy are in Dio’s new spell room. Jonathan is flipping through one of the spellbooks while speaking to the other two gentlemen,

“–and the best way to describe that feeling would be what Tippy had told me, ‘phantom limb syndrome’.” He turns his head to Emmanuel, “Every now and then, I could feel when Dio walked. I would feel my legs and arms moving out of their own volition.”

“Huh,” Emi nods slowly then tightens his ponytail while facing Tippy, “This just gets freakier and freakier, doesn’t it, my friend?” He lets out a hearty laugh. Jonathan chuckles lightly and inhales,

“Yes, indeed,” He closes the book and puts it back where he found it, “It’s quite amusing. You may have noticed that he, Dio, still has the uh…” Jonathan pulls down his top, revealing his star shaped birthmark, “Er… ‘Joe-star’ as we call it.”

“Why is that, Jonny?” Tippy sits on the desk, lightly swinging his legs.

“To put it bluntly, I suppose that is my doing. In my heart, I feel that Dio, no matter what, will always be part of my family.” Jonathan speaks. The doorway is filled with a figure,

“Oh good,” Dio says while holding a book, “You’re all in here. Jojo, are you making sure these two don’t get into trouble?” He smirks.

“They’re doing fine, dear brother. I was simply telling the tale of how I got my body back.” Jonathan says.

“Hmhm, yes yes, what a fun story.” Dio waves his hand around dismissively, “Now then… Gratuity, darling. Do you recognize this spell book?” Dio says, holding the book up with a raised eyebrow and a sly grin.

“Hm? Yeah, it’s, uh… oh, it’s the same book we used to give you both your bodies back.” Tippy says.

“Indeed… now then,” Dio flips through the pages, “This is something you might fondly recall…” 

Tippy reads it and is surprised, 

“This is the… fusion spell. You- wait, you want Vans and I to–”

“Fuse together and combine your stand powers again. Yes. I would like that very much.” Dio quickly closes the book shut with one hand.

“But, Mr Dio… we only did that one time. I-I mean it was amazing but… but that stand…”

“Oh, fret not, Gratuity. We shall cross that bridge when the time comes. Hmhm…” Dio sets the book down on the desk, “I sense an intense power in that child of yours. But he doesn’t know what he’s doing just yet. Your husband is training him as we speak.” 

“Hmhmhm… Oh… and do you remember? Around, oh say… 16 or so years ago, you and Ice retrieved some ‘things’ for me. Hmhm, you were always such a curious one.” Dio tells zem, “I suppose now is as good a time as any to explain myself, hm? What do you see here?” Dio shows Tippy a strange object. It looks like a small table with a floating orb of some sort surrounded by rounded spikes, directed to the bottom of the sphere.

“It’s like a… some kinda magic sphere or something?” Tippy says with a head tilt.

���That's a crystal ball!” Emi says while pointing a finger.

“Close… well– Emmanuel got it. This here is one of the many things that were owed to me.” Dio tells them, 

“This mystical object has the ability to search for and find anyone in the world. So long as you have a sliver of DNA.” Dio touches the crystal ball and it wobbles a bit, 

“For instance, if I want to find any more of Jojo’s descendants, all I have to do is pluck a hair from his head, speak to the crystal ball, do a little dance, chant some magic words, and the one I seek will appear as a moving image in the orb.” Dio pulls a strand of Jonathan’s hair, making the bearded man wince, “Observe!”

“You mean orb-serve? Jinx!” Tippy and Emi say at the same time. Dio rolls his eyes, places the hair underneath the orb where it is completely obliterated. Dio closes his eyes and holds the small spellbook, “Hm, now let’s see.” He takes out some small glasses and squints at the book, “Dadada daaaa… mhm… okay. Very well.” He clears his throat,

“MU NITAL PRATS!

Nu geb sah y’rots eht rof nur ret teb e car ret teb,”

The orb starts glowing,

“E’nod s’yrots eht lit nu tuo g’nin nur si emit.

Reh sinif eht rof g’nit iaw ylno ma I,”

The orb starts rotating, faster and faster,

“S’reda surc pots re ven llits yeht g’nith gif!”

Dio places his hand on the top of the orb, “Show me any living descendant from the one I plucked!”

Suddenly, a flash of white light glows from the orb, making everyone cover their eyes. On the orb’s image is Josuke Higashikata sitting down in a restaurant with Okuyasu Nijimura, they’re both laughing and eating. The orb zooms in on Josuke. Josuke laughs then gets a weird and concerned look,

“Hey, Oku, you ever get the feeling you’re being watched?”

“Oh yeah. All the time, Josuke!” Okuyasu says before putting a forkful of pasta in his mouth. Dio chuckles and touches the orb to release the image.

“Dear brother, what could you possibly want to do with such an object now?” Jonathan asks.

“You never know when I might need to find somebody or one who is related to them. For instance…” Dio walks around, “Him. The reason we’re all here in the first place. If I could just find a shred, no, even a speck of DNA from that lowlife bastard, then we’d be able to pinpoint his location and put an end to this.” Dio places the spellbook he walked in with, on top of Tippy’s head,

“He’s been in this mansion before. There’s bound to be some trace of his DNA here somewhere,” Dio sighs and sashays to another bookshelf, “But I would be wasting my time scouring every centimeter of this mansion. So we will have to find another way to lure him somehow.” The blonde swipes his finger on the shelf and pinches the dust on it,

“Be careful though, that stand of his is highly malicious. That sneaky little bastard will invite himself over, no doubt sometime soon, in an attempt to off me yet again.”

Suddenly the realization hits Tippy. Ramón is going to be involved in all of this… and he will also have to fight using his stand. Zeir husband is training Ramón as they speak. It’s too late to do anything about it now… besides, Ramón is a strong boy. We can get through this as a family. Ze thinks to zeirself.

The vampire puts his hand up, black talons glinting in the candlelight,

“However, he never stays for long. He eventually flees and runs off swiftly into the night. I can never pinpoint the direction he goes, it’s like he vanishes into thin air.” Before anyone can speak, Dio continues,

“Oh, and it’s not just his stand you need to worry about. He possesses something that he stole from me. An accursed object rests on that filthy, thieving head of his, bestowing upon him an ancient evil power, not even I, Dio, desired to mess with.” 

The other three fellows wait patiently for Dio to finish his monologue. Emmanuel gets a determined look in his eye,

“A cursed object, you say? Tsk tsk, sounds like serious bad news. But you know what?” He looks down at Tippy, “I’m not afraid,” He looks to Jonathan, “To take a stand,” he playfully holds his hand out to Tippy, “Come take my hand, we’ll walk this road together.” Tippy giggles and playfully holds Emi’s hand.

Dio sighs and slides his hand down the side of his face with exasperation, 

“Oh, brother…”

That night, dinner time

Emmanuel and Tippy are laughing and joking at the dinner table, this makes Ice a little ill with jealousy. He nonchalantly lays his palm on the top of his husband’s hand, signifying that Tippy is, indeed, taken. Emmanuel notices this and respectfully scoots away from Tippy, not so much that  it’s offensive, but enough to be noticeable,

“Like, uh, like I was saying. That may have been one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen so far.” Emi clears his throat and gestures with his hand to Vanilla,

“What about you, cous’? Do you have any stories you’d like to share?” He smiles politely. Dio chuckles and holds up his empty wine glass for Jonathan to fill it. Jonathan rolls his eyes, lightly shakes his head, and fills the glass. He goes around the table to fill the others’ glasses. As Ice thinks and recalls a little story from his time working under Dio’s rule, Ramón’s wine glass is filled. This confuses him, he looks up at Jonathan,

“Huh? W-wait, I-I’m 15, Mr Jojo!”

“Oh? Do you not want any wine?” The blue bearded man chuckles.

“U-uh… uh…” He looks over at his fathers and Emmanuel, they seem to not be paying attention. Ramón purses his lips and looks at the filled glass with burning curiosity. He tries to look cool and mature,

“I mean uh… thank you, my good man. I will gladly partake in this fine wine.” Ramón takes a very tiny sip, gags and coughs a little bit. Jonathan shakes his head with a warm smile and takes the glass away from him,

“I’ll go get you some sparkling grape juice, lad.”

Ramón coughs and drinks some of his water, heart racing, oh no, I’m drunk. I’m drunk. I’m gonna be in so much trouble. Just act natural, Ramón. The teenager is in fact, not drunk at all.

Ice is telling Emmanuel a memory he has,

“I looked into his eyes while we were in the void, I felt that tickly feeling in my belly–”

“Love.” Emi smiles and gives a knowing nod, “You felt love, cousin. I can see it by the way you look at your partner.” Tippy softly hums and rubs his cheek up against Ice’s bicep. Ice chuckles and kisses the top of his husband’s head,

“You’re right about that, Emmanuel.”

Ramón’s eyes are wide and he is looking off in the distance, his fist up to his mouth. Dio notices this and raises an eyebrow,

“Are you alright, boy?”

Everyone turns to Ramón, who’s face heats up immensely from being called out. He grins,

“Yeah, uh… uh… Just trying to take in– take everything in about being a… fish out of water, you know?”

“Ohohoho, you’ll adjust, dear boy, you’ll adjust.” Dio chuckles. The blonde vampire takes a sip of wine and turns to Ice, “How did training the boy go, Ice?”

“Quite well.” He tells Dio.

“Is that so? Hm…” Dio nonchalantly taps his cheek with his black talon, “That’s not what I heard.” Ice’s jaw tenses and Ramón chuckles nervously. Vanilla sighs and looks to his lower left,

“Admittedly, my son has been having a difficult time controlling his stand. However, this is not unusual, especially for somebody his age. He has only had his stand for little over a year and a half.”

“Mmh. I see.” Dio’s eyes are half lidded and he looks away from Ice. The air is tense. 

After Dinner

Emmanuel is leaning up against the wall outside of one of the library rooms, relaxing with his arms crossed. Ramón notices this behavior is also present in his papa. Shyly, the teen approaches Emi. Emmanuel looks over, facing Ramón so he can see him better, giving him a welcoming smile,

“Hey there, young man.”

“Hey,” Ramón waves at Emi, “So uh… you’re my papa’s cousin, huh?”

“That’s right.” Emi nods, “And that means I’m your second cousin, twice removed.” he puts his finger to his chin and thinks, or… is it once removed?

“Wow.” Ramón’s big brown eyes widen at Emi, “What in the world did you do to get removed from the family twice?!” To that, Emmanuel belly laughs,

“Oh yeah. I did something so awful that they had to remove me from the family multiple times! Ahaha, but they just couldn’t get rid of me.” He playfully pats Ramón’s back. The teen chuckles nervously.

“I’m just messing with you, kid.” Emi laughs and looks down at Ramón. The teen looks at him right in the eye, making Emi smile and tilt his head,

“You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you look just like your papa.”

“Tch, well it’s a good thing you do know better.” Ramón crosses his arms and leans his back up against the wall as well, “Everyone keeps comparing me to him. I’m nothing like Vanilla. Let alone look like him.”

“Ah,” Emi lightly scratches under the strap of his eyepatch, a little uncomfortable at the moment, “I mean, I can definitely see the resemblance, personally. Though, it could just be the fact that you’ve adopted some of his mannerisms, but eh,” He shrugs, “What do I know?” Emi smirks. Ramón pouts and turns away. Emmanuel sighs with contentment, leaning his bare back up against the cool wall. A few moments of silence pass as the two family members lean back together. Ramón looks up at Emi curiously, he puts his finger up about to say something, which catches the attention of Emmanuel. Ramón closes his mouth and mumbles,

“Nevermind.” 

Emi chuckles and crosses his arms, speaking sweetly and with understanding,

“It’s about the eye, isn’t it?” Ramón’s cheeks heat up,

“N-no! No, I wasn’t gonna–...” Emmanuel laughs and rotates one of his golden arm bracelets,

“It’s alright, boy. It’s normal to be curious.”

Ramón nods and looks up at his second cousin,

“O-okay… so,” the teen rubs the back of his head, making the pink curls bounce a little, “What happened exactly? How did you lose your eye?”

“Hmhm,” Emi looks at the wall parallel to the one that they are both leaning on, “I brought my fists to a knife fight. It got damaged so badly that I had to get it surgically removed.” He looks over and smiles at Ramón, "That same, uh... fight, is how I got most of my scars. The man was tough, but I was tougher. After all, I lived, didn't I?"

“Whoa.” Ramón looks bewildered at Emi, “You didn’t use your stand to defend yourself?”

Emmanuel shrugs,

“Didn’t have him at the time. In fact… I actually developed Slick Shadow a few weeks later, funnily enough.” 

“Oh dang. That’s unfortunate.” Ramón grimaces, imagining how awful it must’ve been.

“Ah, don’t worry about it, boy. As much as these scars serve as a reminder of the pain I've endured... They're also a reminder of how much I've overcome.” Emi stretches and pops his back a little, “Unngh… It’s all in the past now.” He pulls out his phone from his pants’ pocket, “It’s getting pretty late, eh? Way past your bedtime, huh?”

“Hey!” Ramón puts his hands on his hips. Emi gives a hearty laugh and begins walking down the hallway, gesturing for Ramón to follow. Ramón obeys and follows behind his second cousin. Emi walks the teen back to his room,

“Get a good night’s rest, kid.”

Ramón opens the door and steps inside, turns around and looks up at Emmanuel,

“Yeah. Uh, it was nice talking with you, Em.”

“The feeling’s mutual.” Emmanuel grins cordially. The way he smiles reminds Ramón of his papa, “Hey.”

“Yes?”

“You have a good pops, you know that? I’ve only known Ezekiel for a short time now, but… He loves you, Ramón. He’s a good father.” Emi nods, “There aren’t many fathers who would put forth the amount of effort for his kid that Ezekiel does. Tip too. I know, I know, it’s embarrassing, but…” Emi looks over his shoulder then back to the teenager, “He really does care about you and your dad. Cherish that, Ramón. Love every moment you have with the papa you have.” Emi chuckles softly then waves goodnight to the young boy. 

Ramón’s brows are frowned and he watches his second cousin leave. With a sigh, he closes the bedroom door. The teen gets into his pajamas and falls face first onto his bed, groaning into his pillow. He lays on his back, inhales and sighs,

“Maybe Emi’s right…” He remembers so many fond and loving memories he had with his papa. Vanilla was always the first one to come running when Ramón started crying. Vanilla held him, rocked him to sleep, and sacrificed so much of his own comfort for his son. His dad, Tippy, was there too, any chance he wasn’t at work. His fathers love him dearly. 

Ramón chuckles at a memory in particular where he was a toddler, holding both of his fathers’ hands while they walked to the grocery store. He pulled both legs up off the ground, and his fathers lifted him up off the ground for a few moments. Ramón smiles to himself, but that smile fades… that time is over now.

He rolls over on his side and sighs softly. He has so many wonderful memories with both of his parents, but his need for independence can overpower the desire for their affections. While Tippy is more understanding of Ramón’s phases, Vanilla is very concerned and wants to constantly be involved. The teen very much craves freedom, but having one parent who’s very lenient and the other who’s very strict, things can get rather confusing. 

Ramón curls up in on himself and remembers how much Vanilla would hug him and kiss his cheeks and forehead. He likes the affection from his fathers, but not in front of others. Ramón misses how much Vanilla would hug him, pick him up and carry him around, play toys with him, and even fall asleep on the couch together. Tippy would give him hugs, carry him around, and ruffle his hair, but ze very much respects zeir son’s personal space. Tippy would allow Ramón to approach zem for affection first, rather than the other way around. 

He tries to shake away the feeling of wanting his papa for comfort. Ramón sighs and puts on a tough face, along with an equally tough attitude.

The pink haired teen stretches, turns off the light and crawls back into bed… where he scrolls on his phone for the next few hours, until he ultimately falls asleep.

To be continued…

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Sugar Crash Void Bash: The Fanfic!

Back to the beginning

CWs: Peril, unnatural body contortion, blood, violence, sharp weapons

Chapter ???: Piece of Cake

(there are two (2) endings)

Previously on Sugar Crash Void Bash:

Emmanuel strains and shudders from both the pain of being shot with an energy beam, and from being shocked by the cage’s bars. He finally has Jonathan fully enveloped in Slick’s shadow form. Now all there is left to do is pull him out.

Ramón wails as he slams the golden halberd down into the jewel repeatedly. Gilded Cobra slithers over to the fusion, unhinging his jaw and going in to take a finishing bite. Ramón looks over once again and shrieks,

“NOOOO!!!”

This time sobbing in terror. There is not much time left before Razz separates back into Ice and Tippy.

Now:

Emmanuel attempts to pull Jonathan into the shadows with him. Beleza sees this and sends Gilded Cobra to take care of it. The snake stand opens his mouth and sprays corrosive venom all the way up to where Emmanuel and Jonathan are. Razz kicks and kicks at Beleza, but it appears to no longer have an effect on him. That’s when he uses up any ounce of strength he has left to make Volatile Amethyst tackle Gilded Cobra.

Gilded Cobra sprays venom from his fangs, but is completely taken down by Amethyst. The corrosive venom barely misses Emmanuel’s face by a hair. He shakes it off and ends up finally enveloping Jonathan in Slick’s shadow form.

Beleza collapses onto the ground from his stand being attacked. He hisses from frustration and shoots an electric blue energy beam at Emmanuel, missing him just barely. 

“Okay, you know what?” The one-eyed man huffs and slips back into Slick’s shadow form, crawling down the wall. 

Ramón continues smashing the gem with the halberd, causing it to crack and chip even further.

Beleza stands up, about to blast Razz with an energy beam. Just then, the fusion is broken apart because his time is up. Vanilla and Tippy fall to the ground, completely depleted of strength.

CRRRK!!!

Beleza’s arm jerks away, blasting a hole into the ceiling,

“HUH?!” He looks at his hand with confusion.

Ramón smashes the head of the halberd into the gem, still pulsating with a red glow. Beleza contorts forwards, then backwards, popping his spine with an audible crack. His hands are stiff, fingers twisted in a disturbing fashion.

SMASH!!!

Beleza’s body twists and contorts.

CRRSHHKK!!!

Beleza’s eyes are rolled back in his head and his mouth is agape as he convulses violently. He is completely bent over backwards, twitching and stiff.

With a final crash with the enchanted halberd, Ramón completely destroys the gem. The lavender haired man’s eyes and mouth glow a bright blue. Energy pours out of his eyes and mouth until he limply falls over onto his back, presumably deceased.

Ramón scrambles to his fathers, Emmanuel does the same. They both gaze upon the two gentlemen with widened eyes.

Tippy rubs his forehead then points at Vanilla,

“V-Vans! Your… your hair.”

Ice touches his hair and sees that there are no longer grey streaks,

“W-what the hell?” He looks at Tippy, “You… oh no.” He looks up at Emmanuel and sees that he no longer has wrinkles on his face either, “Emmanuel… you too…”

“Me?” Emi gives Vanilla an incredulous look, then takes out his phone, flipping over to the front camera, “Another one of those ‘bloop’ things must’ve happened… that’s what that weird feeling was.”

“I don’t care what you guys look like!” Ramón wraps his parents up in a hug and weeps from relief. Vanilla and Tippy hug their son back with warmth radiating from their smiles. Ice goes in to kiss Ramón on the cheek, but stops himself. Instead, he gives his son a loving smile.

Ramón motions for his papa to lean down, to which Ice does. The teen gives Vanilla a soft kiss on the cheek and chuckles at his reaction. The family members all laugh and hug each other with joy and relief.

“Uuuunnnghh…”

Vanilla’s brows furrow in rage, 

“HE’S STILL ALIVE!!!”

Ice angrily makes his way to Beleza with clenched fists. The lavender haired man is on his hands and knees, hair over his face. Ice shoves him and grabs Beleza by the collar of the top, ready to punch him in the face.

“Vanilla?!” Beleza’s voice is more light, sweet, and a little lilted as opposed to the deep and sultry voice he had before. His eyes are dark brown and widened with pure bewilderment. Ice lets him drop to the ground on his knees,

“W-what?!”

Bel looks around, distressed and disturbed. He stumbles and crawls backwards on his behind,

“W-who are you?!” He shakily points at Tippy, then at Ramón, “A-and you?!” then points at Emmanuel, shaking even more, “A-AND YOU?!” He gives Vanilla an infuriated and betrayed look, “Where am I?! What the hell is going on, Vanilla?! Where did you take me?!”

Everyone pauses in stunned silence, all staring down at this new Beleza Muscadine.

“Um… would somebody be as kind as to free me, please?” Jonathan calls down to everyone.

Back at the mansion

Beleza is sitting in a chair, thighs squished together and hands holding his biceps tightly, clearly uncomfortable and defensive in this environment. He doesn’t look at anyone, only pouts and shakes his head to continue talking,

“I told you, I don’t freaking remember anything.”

Dio pours some tea into little tea cups as Bel goes on,

“All I remember is, when I was under the jewel’s spell, trying to kill Dio, then he banished me. The last thing I remember after that, was looking up at the moon and saying, ‘What am I gonna do now?’ That’s it. I don’t know any of you people besides Dio, Jonathan, and…” Bel sneers, “Vanilla.”

Ice ignores Bel’s disdain for him and asks,

“Do you know what year it is?”

“Probably like… 1991 I guess? I dunno, I mean, I guess like a few years have passed after I got possessed or whatever.” Bel pouts and rests his cheek on his palm. Emmanuel and Tippy grimace at each other. Tippy’s brows frown in worry,

“Well… it’s actually… 2038.”

Bel slams back in the chair, grabbing the armrests of it,

“WHAT?! Are you freaking kidding me?! That makes literally no sense!” Bel points at Vanilla, “If it really is that far into the goddamn future, then why aren’t you a wrinkly old bastard?! Did ‘Big Bad Mr Dio’ finally turn you into a vampire?!”

“Er… no.” Ice grits his teeth, trying to maintain composure.

The group explains to Beleza everything that had happened, including the second Big Bloop. Which, come to find out, others have decided to call it, “The Great Ripple”. They all check news outlets and articles both on the television and the internet. This has yet again affected everyone on the planet. A lot of people have reverted back to how they were 10-30 years ago, some physically, some with their memories, and some with both.

Vanilla looks down to his lower left and mumbles,

"There's a chance... They won't be so old now..."

"Hm? What was that, Vans?" Tippy asks, tilting zeir head at him.

"Nothing, sweetie. I'll, um... I'll tell you on the plane ride back home." Ice lazily rubs his husband's head.

Ramón reads more articles on his phone, feeling like The Great Ripple is partially his fault. Dio clicks the TV remote, making it turn off.

Bel is scrunched up in his chair. He has his nose wrinkled and lips twisted into a displeased frown. He pretends not to be fearful and upset, but he very clearly is.

Dio takes a sip of his tea,

“Quite daunting, hm?” He chuckles, “Well. I certainly don’t want the likes of you in my manor anymore, I don’t care if you don’t remember your crimes.”

“Whatever,” Bel crosses his arms, “As if I ever wanted to come back to this shitty little shack anyway.” He points at himself with his thumb, gripping the armrest with his other hand, “I made my own way out of a shithole before, and I’ll do it again.”

Tippy can sense that Bel is lying and he doesn’t know what to do after this. Ze feels great sympathy for him. After thinking for a few moments, ze finally speaks up,

“Hey, Bel?”

“Yuh huh?” He crosses his legs and gives zem a bored look.

“There’s… there’s room for a fourth person back home–”

“Yeah, and it’s going to Emmanuel. My family.” Vanilla interrupts Tippy, appalled that ze would be willing to let somebody like Beleza into their home.

“Actually, ‘cous,” Emi chimes in, “I’m good staying here in Egypt. Besides, I’m making bank being one of Mr Dio’s servants.”

Ice purses his lips and gives his cousin a piercing glare. Emi shrugs in response. Tippy steps a little closer to Bel,

“Well, you’re welcome to stay with us, Bel. It’s up to you, okay?” 

The lavender haired man is stunned at Tippy’s gentle tone. He blushes and gets angry at himself for being enchanted and feeling vulnerable. Bel pouts,

“Hmph…” He side eyes Tippy, “I’ll think about it. After all, apparently that guy saved my life.”

“That guy… would be my son.” Ice pats Ramón’s back. Bel’s face twists into utter confusion, his teeth are showing and he looks even a little disgusted. His eyes dart back and forth from Vanilla and Tippy. Quicker than a bullet, Bel’s face changes from confusion to realization at the implication,

“Oh.”

He stares at Tippy, feeling even more drawn to zem in particular.

The next day

Tippy is sitting on zeir suitcase at the front door, playing on zeir phone and waiting for zeir husband and son to finish getting ready. Bel hesitantly approaches Tippy. The blue haired person sees him from zeir periphery, but ignores him so as to not deter him from speaking. Bel clears his throat and leans his back up against the wall,

“So…”

“So…?” Tippy looks up at Bel. This makes Bel’s cheeks flush and avert his gaze,

“Hmph.” He glances over at zem a few times. Beleza nonchalantly pretends to scratch under his top, revealing his telling scar under his right pectoral. Tippy notices and realizes what he’s doing. Tippy smiles knowingly and mimics what Bel is doing, revealing one of zeir faded scars on the left side.

This makes the lavender haired man’s heart race and gives him a shot of adrenaline throughout his body. His cheeks heat up even more. Bel tries to stifle a giggle and hide his smile by pulling his lips into his mouth. Tippy chuckles and looks up at him, gosh, he’s… pretty cute.

One month later

Dio, Jonathan, Erina, and Emmanuel live a pretty lavish and cozy life in the mansion. Emi keeps in touch with his family. Erina and Jonathan are still very much in love and appreciate Emmanuel’s assistance as well as his friendship.

The family of three and Beleza Muscadine end up going back to the Ice family’s home. Bel didn’t want to intrude and stay in their house, so he opted for a hotel room until he can get back on his feet and get a place of his own.

After many visits and hang-outs, the couple and gentleman started becoming very close friends.

“Hey…” Vanilla whispers softly to his husband. Tippy turns to Vanilla, trying to see him through the darkness, using the moonlight pouring from the window as a lightsource,

“Yeah, baby?”

“I need to get this off my chest.” Ice sits up and puts his head in his hands. Tippy sits up as well, feeling concerned,

“What’s wrong, Vans?”

It takes Vanilla a while to speak. He drags his hands across his face and leans his head back against the wall,

“It’s about Beleza.”

“...Go on.” Tippy’s heart races, feeling a little anxious as to what Ice might say. The brunette exhales,

“I… I find him… I find him to be quite attractive. That’s not to say I no longer find you attractive, of course. I just have–...” Ice stops speaking. A giggle escapes Tippy’s lungs,

“I think I understand. He’s pretty cute!” Ze covers zeir face and squeaks. Ice’s cheeks heat up, making him shuffle around uncomfortably,

“Yep…”

The couple sit together in silence, Tippy holds onto Ice’s muscular bicep and nuzzles him. The brunette grimaces, 

“Wait– there’s… there’s something else.”

“Oh yeah?” Tippy teases him.

“I… I’m sorry.” Vanilla holds onto Tippy, “I love you so much. I suppose I have developed a soft spot for Beleza,” Ice kisses the top of zeir head, “He and I used to be at each others’ throats, but… I guess once Dio was out of the picture… he and I became rather close.”

“I agree.” Tippy smiles and kisses Ice’s left shoulder, zeir lips gently brushing up against his scars.

“I feel that it would be generous of us to go ahead and allow Beleza to move in.”

“I also agree!” Tippy joyfully replies.

Vanilla pauses, choosing his next words carefully,

“Bel is practically… already part of the family, heh. You know?”

“Exactly what I was thinking,” Tippy replies, “It’s like he was a missing piece in our life.”

Ice chuckles in response, feeling his heart skip a beat. The brunette closes his eyes and speaks,

“Hypothetically speaking… what if… Beleza was actually part of our family? Perhaps… if he– hypothetically speaking of course, if he were to be an addition in a certain way…?”

Tippy chuckles and gives zeir husband a teasing smirk,

“Vanilla! Are you saying that you have…. F-f-feelings for Mr Muscadine?”

Ice waves his hands around with embarrassment and worry,

“No no no no! That’s not what I–”

“Ahaha! Relax, relax, baby…” Tippy touches Vanilla’s cheek gently to calm zeir husband. Ze looks away, then back at Ice,

“I like him like that too.”

This news relieves Vanilla to no end.

Soon enough, the three gentlemen end up dating and becoming a closed polyamorous throuple. Beleza moves in with the family and sleeps in a big cozy bed with his boyfriends…

The End (true ending)

The First Story!

Bel, Tippy, and Vanilla first kiss

Epilogue (COMING SOON)

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Sugar Crash Void Bash: The Fanfic!

Back to the beginning

CWs: Violence, gore, blood, body horror, multiple character deaths, trauma, survivor's guilt

Chapter ???: Slice of Strife

(there are two (2) endings)

Previously on Sugar Crash Void Bash:

Emmanuel strains and shudders from both the pain of being shot with an energy beam, and from being shocked by the cage’s bars. He finally has Jonathan fully enveloped in Slick’s shadow form. Now all there is left to do is pull him out.

Ramón wails as he slams the golden halberd down into the jewel repeatedly. Gilded Cobra slithers over to the fusion, unhinging his jaw and going in to take a finishing bite. Ramón looks over once again and shrieks,

“NOOOO!!!”

This time sobbing in terror. There is not much time left before Razz separates back into Ice and Tippy.

Now:

Emmanuel attempts to pull Jonathan into the shadows with him. Beleza sees this and sends Gilded Cobra to take care of it. The snake stand opens his mouth and sprays corrosive venom all the way up to where Emmanuel and Jonathan are. Razz kicks and kicks at Beleza, but it appears to no longer have an effect on him. 

Emi is blasted in the face with the venom, shrieking in agony as it burns his flesh. Slick Shadow accidentally pulls Jonathan through the cage. Both men are sent plunging to the ground, both being killed instantly.

Ramón screams at the horrific sight, tears pouring down his cheeks. Emmanuel’s face is completely destroyed, his head is corroding all the way through from the venom. Both men are deceased. The teen lets out a mournful wail and continues to smash the gem with the halberd. One of the strikes to the gem causes Beleza to jerk backwards and release Razz from his grip.

Gilded Cobra slithers back over to Razz and sinks his venom-filled fangs into his back and abdomen, sending corrosive venom all throughout the inside of his body. Just as quick as the snake stand’s bite, Razz’s fusion limit is up. He splits back into Ice and Tippy, both bearing an identical wound. Ramón ditches the halberd and gemstone, clambering to his fatally wounded fathers. 

“No no no no no, p-please don’t…” The teenager weeps. Vanilla struggles to take in a breath, but he crawls to hold Tippy in his arms. Tippy’s eyes are half lidded, indicating that ze is about to die first. Ramón falls to his knees at his parents on the floor,

“Papa… d-daddy… please don’t go… please don’t leave me behind.” 

Tippy shakily reaches out zeir hand, to which Ramón interlocks his fingers in zeirs. Ice touches Ramón’s left arm gently, and looks into his eyes,

“I love you… run… away.”

That’s when the teenager realizes that Tippy has already left this life. Zeir eyes stare off into the distance, hand still clutching zeir son’s. Ramón is too stunned to even react, letting tears drip down his cheeks and chin. Ice closes his eyes and slumps over. Ramón shakes uncontrollably, releasing his hand from his deceased dad. He leans in and kisses his papa on the forehead…

This time… instead of being sad… he’s enraged.

Ramón stands up and takes off his jacket, covering both of his fathers with it like a blanket. Beleza is slowly making his way to the gem, zombie-like movements with every step. It’s clear that cracking the gem has damaged him greatly.

“I refuse to run away.” Ramón growls, his voice deep and livid. He glitches quickly over to Beleza, grabbing the lavender haired man by the shoulders. 

Beleza looks at Ramón with wild eyes and shock. 

KZZZZT!!!

The teenage boy yanks Beleza into the glitchy void with him, falling through the floor at chest level. Ramón floats away as Beleza is stuck in between the floor, having his organs and ribs crushed. 

“A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-AUGH-!!!!” Beleza shrieks, his voice and body is badly corrupted. For a brief moment, his eyes turn a dark brown and he looks directly into Ramón’s eyes. Beleza looks terrified and confused as he struggles to understand what is happening to him. 

The young boy watches Beleza fall over, dark brown eyes still open as blood pours out of his mouth. His deceased body glitches a few more times before stopping. 

After watching to make sure the man is dead, he falls back on his knees and sobs, surrounded by the bodies of his loved ones.

At the mansion

Ramón is emotionlessly brushing Erina’s hair, his under-eyes are reddened and puffy. The severed head’s expression is despondent and heartbroken at the second tragic loss of her husband. A hand with black talons rests on the teenage boy’s shoulder. Ramón slowly looks at the hand who holds him, then up at the man who the hand belongs to. 

Dio looks down at the boy with a semi-neutral expression. The room is silent, only the crackling of the fireplace is heard.

After the death of his parents and second cousin, Ramón was taken in by Dio and treated as the vampire’s son. He ended up living a very lavish and cushy lifestyle with the ancient man and woman’s head. Although Ramón now has an immense amount of wealth and can get every material object he wants… nothing will ever be the same…

Game Over

Try again?

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Sugar Crash Void Bash: The Fanfic!

chapter 1 chapter 2 chapter 3 chapter 4 chapter 5 chapter 6

CWs: Mild violence/action sequences, guilt mention, death mention

Chapter Seven: Blue Raspberry Vanilla Slush Float

chapter 8

The next day

The banquet room is dead silent. The pink haired teen moves his breakfast around with a fork, feeling quite awkward and ashamed of himself for what happened the previous night. Ice appears to be stoic and unaffected, acting as if nothing had happened yesterday. Emmanuel is grimacing and unsure of what to say or do. Ice is very clearly deep in thought, which makes his husband delicately rub his shoulder. Ice snaps out of his trance and touches his husband’s hand. 

Ramón’s guilty conscience boils inside of him, and yet he still says nothing. 

The family members all continue to eat in silence.

Dio is sitting in a chair in one of his library rooms, reading a horror novel. The blonde chuckles and turns the page to continue reading. The contents on the next page make him cackle as he scans the literature. He sighs and wipes a tear from his eye.

Tuk tuk

Somebody knocks on the archway frame with one of his knuckles. Dio raises an eyebrow and turns to the source of the sound,

“Mmh? Ice… what is it?”

The brunette clears his throat and approaches Dio,

“I am here to humbly ask you for your mystical services. There is…” Vanilla looks to his lower left, a bit disheartened, “There is something quite important I need to discover.”

The vampire sits up in his chair, a bit more intrigued,

“Oh? What might that be, dear?”

Ice sits down across from Dio and shakes his head slowly, not making eye contact with the vampire,

“My son said something that really stuck with me. I… wanted to ask you if there are any spells that could possibly aid me in… locating the whereabouts of his birth parents.”

Dio’s face goes from intrigued to uninterested and disappointed,

“Ramón’s birth parents, hm? Why does that matter?”

“Please, Dio. We don’t even know where he came from.” Vanilla’s brows furrow. Dio sighs, stands up, and nonchalantly starts browsing the bookshelf,

“I have no interest in that, and neither should you.”

“W-wait,” Ice stands up and holds out his hand, trotting over to the vampire, “Please–”

Dio turns his head to face the brunette,

“Mr Ice. I really do not care about this mess, I simply want to be rid of the problem at hand. That is all.” Dio takes a book from the shelf to lazily examine it. 

“But, Dio, it could be–”

“No. No, no, no.” Dio tells him firmly, “I don’t want to hear it.”

Vanilla sighs, staying silent for a bit. He examines his long left bang and speaks softly,

“It’s not only his birth parents I want to find, but…” Ice hesitates for a moment, “Mine as well.” 

Dio raises an eyebrow, looking deeply into Vanilla’s eyes,

“Now you have my attention.” He chuckles, “You’re very eager, a bit overzealous even. Although,” Dio puts the book back on the shelf, “I will help you locate the whereabouts of your parents, Ice.” 

“Thank you, s–”

Dio points a finger in Vanilla’s face,

“But… I cannot guarantee that they are still alive.” The blonde walks towards the archway then motions with his fingers for Ice to follow, “Come with me.”

In the spell room

Dio saunters over to the crystal ball, waiting for Ice to catch up with him. Vanilla gazes at the crystal ball, heart pounding in both anticipation and anxiety of what’s to come. Dio touches the magical sphere with the palm of his hand,

“This little trinket here will reveal the location of your parents,” He lifts it up and examines it closer, “Mmm, but like I said… whether or not they’re still around, it’s not guaranteed.”

Vanilla says nothing, he nods affirmatively. All that matters is that I get even a crumb of closure. Ice thinks to himself. 

Dio gazes up at Vanilla, takes a lock of his long brown hair, lightly streaked with delicate grey. 

Pluck!

The vampire takes a strand of hair from Vanilla’s scalp,

“Hmhm… you always had the most healthy head of hair.”

Sssssizzle…

The strand of hair is instantly obliterated underneath the floating sphere. The magic words are chanted yet again, making the orb glow and rotate. Dio speaks to the orb with his hands raised,

“Show me… the parents of the one I have plucked!”

Ice trembles in anxiety and anticipation, twirling and fidgeting with his left bang while chewing the inside of his cheek. His honey sunset eyes are fixated on the glowing magical orb, eagerly awaiting to see the faces of his lost family.

In the orb’s vision, an old couple are shown. The old man has a short grey and white beard, working on some kind of contraption. He appears to be quite an eccentric sort despite his age. The old woman is wearing a headscarf, and is reading a book right by her husband. Ice feels himself trip a little as he stumbles to the image in the orb.

“She… she has… my eyes.” Ice hears himself say. His voice’s cadence is more like that of a curious child rather than a middle aged man. 

Slowly, the orb’s image fades away, which causes Ice to recklessly grab hold of the sphere,

“W-wait!” He chokes out. Dio grabs his wrist,

“Stop! You’re going to break it!”

The blonde pushes Ice away and fixes his mystical object. Vanilla pants and stammers,

“Th-they’re alive. Th– my pa-parents, they’re alive. They’re sti-still alive.”

“Yes, they’re still alive,” Dio dusts off the orb, “However, it appears that their bodies were not affected by ‘The Big Bloop’. Such is the case for many others…” He saunters behind Vanilla, causing the brunette to turn around and follow Dio with his eyes. 

“But– no, no, I have to find them. I-I need to talk to them, I have so much to say. Where are they?” Vanilla is frantic and looks around the orb, restraining himself from touching it, “I-I need to know where they are–”

Dio sighs, “I wouldn’t waste your energy, dear. They look to be much too old to even remember they had a son in the first place.”

Vanilla slowly fades from hopeful to crestfallen. He shakes his head and still clings to that last ounce of hope,

“If I were to at least see them just once–”

“I wouldn’t count on it.” Dio goes to the archway of the room, planning to leave, “I gave you what you want, didn’t I? You asked to see if your parents were still alive, and I delivered.”

“But–”

“End of discussion.” Dio puts his hand up, palm facing Ice, “I am far too drained to continue this conversation.”

Vanilla hesitates saying any more. He looks around the room then at the palms of his hands, imagining what it would be like to hold his mother’s hands… then another thought hits him. Ramón’s birth parents. With a light sigh through his nose, he speaks,

“I implore you to consider doing the same for my son. It might be beneficial if he knows about them.”

“I told you already, Mr Ice. It doesn’t matter if he fell out of your loins or out of a tree, your child is yours and you are his parent.” Dio waves his hand around, dismissing the tall man in front of him, “Please go on and train for the battle that’s yet to come. I have had enough of this nonsense for one day.”

Vanilla backs away a little bit, letting Dio know that he is dropping the topic for now. He nods,

“Yes, sire– Dio. Yes, Dio.” Ice gives the vampire one last look over the shoulder before he leaves through the archway. 

Dio’s arms are crossed, he drums his talons on his bicep, pondering for a bit. He glances off to the side, looking vaguely at the mystical orb.

“Hm…”

At Night

Ramón is all curled up in his bed. He touches the wall, feeling some sort of carvings against his fingertips. He has felt them every night since he’s been staying there, but always forgets to take a look at what they are in the morning. Ramón keeps trying to feel what’s carved into the wall, figuring out the shape. The carvings feel geometrical in nature, but the curiosity eats him up. 

The teen sighs in annoyance before he goes to turn on the lamp.

Ramón flips over his blanket and takes a peek. His brows furrow in even further confusion.

What’s etched into the wall right next to his head as he sleeps, are multiple diamonds. The carvings look frantically and erratically drawn, as if somebody was trying to get their thought out quickly. 

“What the hell?” Ramón’s eyes are wide. He can’t quite put his finger on it, but these carvings send a shockwave of fear and adrenaline into his heart. The teenage boy gulps and backs away, not understanding this feeling of intense anxiety. He goes over to the desk, taking a few strips of tape and a piece of printer paper from it.

Ramón tapes the piece of paper over the carvings, looking around shamefully afterwards as if an omniscient force might make fun of him for being oddly afraid of the etchings. 

He turns the light off and lays down on his back. Ramón sighs and turns his head to the piece of paper, lightly touching it with his fingers. 

2:03 am

Dio stealthily makes his way down the hall where Ramón is staying. He sneakily steps to the closed door, carefully turning the knob only for it to hitch. Dio realizes that the door is locked. He steps back,

“Hmmm…” 

He feels around the door panel until he finds a small key to go into the doorknob’s lock. The vampire slowly inserts the key into the lock, being as silent as he possibly can. His ears pick up some sounds of sheets ruffling, so he stops.

“Who’s there?!” Ramón whimpers from fright. Dio is as still as a statue, listening for any indication that the teenager will get up and open the door. The vampire inhales quietly and stops time. 

Quickly, he unlocks the door and makes his way inside. Dio doesn’t have a lot of time, so he rushes into the closet before time starts again. The blonde man peeks through the closet doors, staring right at Ramón.

The teenager is sitting up in his bed looking right at the door, visibly shaken and worried. 

Go to sleep, boy. If I can just get even one strand of hair. That’s all I need, just one measly string of hair, then I will be on my way. Dio thinks.

The pink haired boy closes his eyes, trying to calm down. 

KZZZTT!!

“Ow! S-stop!” Ramón yelps as he starts glitching out uncontrollably, to Dio’s bewilderment. 

What’s this? Dio thinks, So this is what it looks like when that stand of his loses control…

“Sugar Crash… stop…” The teen curls in on himself, glitching heavily. 

Dio watches on in entranced awe at the teenager’s unruly power. Ramón takes long, deep breaths, slowly going back to normal. He rips the blanket off of himself and flings the door open,

“See?! There’s nothing there! Now stop freaking out!”

Dio covers his mouth, stifling a chuckle.

The distressed teenager closes and locks the door back, then halts. He looks back at the door for a moment,

“I… did I–? I-I could’ve sworn I locked it…”

He carefully makes his way back to the bed, burying himself under the blankets.

After a few minutes of waiting for the teen to fall asleep, that’s when Dio stops time yet again. The vampire swiftly jumps through the closet doors, scouring the room. He scans the desk and catches a glimpse of an object that just might help him with his mission. 

The blonde picks it up, smirking at the hairbrush now in his grasp. He turns around at Ramón, realizing that he doesn’t have much time. He quickly grabs a fistful of the curly pink hair that was once stuck to the bristles of the brush. Dio dashes out of the room, accidentally slamming the door in the process, just as time starts flowing normally again. 

Ramón shrieks from terror and hollers out,

“THIS PLACE IS HAUNTED!!!”

Dio grimaces, sprinting down the hallway and up the stairs.

In The Spellroom

“Show me… the parents of the one I’ve plucked…” Dio murmurs, glaring into the orb’s image. His hands are outstretched, palms facing the sphere. He crosses his arms and waits for the orb’s image to sharpen. 

Dio narrows his eyes, his body stiffens for a moment in disbelief at what he sees. The vampire reaches into his pocket and pulls out his small glasses case, flips open his little reading glasses and puts them on.

As he adjusts his glasses, he moves his head closer to the orb.

“That looks like…” The blonde mutters in bafflement. The orb’s picture fades, making Dio immediately put another strand of hair into the mystical device. The blonde quickly speaks the chant then says,

“Show me the parents of the one I’ve plucked!” 

Once more, the image in the sphere shows the same two very familiar looking people. He repeats the spell over and over again until he’s on the last strand of curly pink hair,

“Impossible… but that could only mean one thing.”

The vampire quickly walks out of the spellroom, leaving the image on the orb to play out.

On the mystical sphere’s face lies two gentlemen; a tall, muscular, tan-skinned fellow with long pink hair, and a short, thin, pale-skinned fellow with short light blue hair. The tall man has his arm leaned up against the wall, smirking at the short gentleman, who is giggling and reciprocating the flirtation. 

The Next Day

Ice is all cozied up with his beloved husband. His muscular arm, although quite strong, is gently laying over Tippy. 

“Mmm… good morning, sweetie…” The brunette mumbles, lazily planting a kiss on his darling’s head. Tippy snorts awake, eyes still closed, and nuzzles under Vanilla’s chin. Ze weakly murmurs,

“Mhm…”

Vanilla chuckles and holds zem closer, rubbing his cheek on the top of zeir head. The brunette sighs, a content smile stretching across his face as he closes his eyes.

Tlinglinglinglingling

Ice immediately tears the covers off of himself and frantically starts getting dressed at the sound of the little bell. Tippy gasps and jolts up,

“Whoa, what is it?! What happened?! Are you okay?!”

Ice quickly puts on new underwear and socks, completely forgetting to put on a leotard, and rushes into the bathroom while replying,

“I’m needed.”

“Needed? By… Dio?” Tippy lazily gets up out of bed and goes to put on some new clothes as well. Vanilla rapidly brushes his teeth and brushes his hair,

“Yes.”

Tlinglinglingling

Vanilla quickly puts on some eyeliner and goes to put on some mascara, but the wans pokes him in the eye,

“Ow!”

“Careful! Don’t rush, he can wait!” Tippy touches Vanilla’s back, also getting ready for the day, “Oh and uh… you might not want to be in just your undies.”

Vanilla’s face turns into realization, then he looks down.

In The Spellroom

Dio has his back turned and he’s holding a stack of papers. Ice and Tippy arrive at the archway, to which Dio speaks immediately,

“Oh, good. You two are here.” The blonde turns around and glances at either gentleman, “There is… something I need to tell you.” 

The three fellows walk over to a desk where Dio lays down the papers, revealing that they are all images of the people he saw in the orb. The vampire looks up at Ice,

“Do these two look familiar to you?”

Ice and Tippy take a closer gander at the photos. Their expressions go from intrigue, to confusion, to shocking revelation. Vanilla leans in closer and touches one of the photos with his fingers,

“They…”

“They look like…” Tippy looks up at Vanilla, who looks down at zem. Tippy continues, “Us.”

Dio places his hand over all of the photos and nods,

“Indeed. That’s because they are you two, only from an alternate dimension.” Ice’s brows frown,

“I-I don’t understand, Dio. Why and– how did you make this discovery?! Why… why are you showing us this? ”

“Because, Ice…” Dio points to the orb and its mystical device, “I may have gotten curious about your son’s origins. Thanks to you and your constant prattling on about Ramón’s ‘birth’ parents, I couldn’t help myself.”

Ice scrambles to look at the images again, 

“Wait… no, no, no, you– wait just a goddamn minute.” Ice’s head moves back and forth from all of the photos, “You– are you telling me–?”

“That’s right,” Dio points at the couple, “You two are biologically Ramón’s parents.”

“But,” Tippy begins, “That’s physically impossible.” Ze turns to Vanilla with a worried look, “Vans and I are both… sterile.” Vanilla rubs his bicep, feeling a bit of shame.

“Be that as it may in this dimension, the fact still stands… You both are his birth parents.” Dio stares right into Vanilla’s milk chocolate brown eyes, “So, do with this information what you will.”

The vampire saunters over to the mystical sphere, lightly touching it with his palm,

“I have unintentionally confirmed the multiverse theory. This discovery is insurmountable. This could mean a multitude of things… one of which concludes that, if there are duplicates of you two, then that means there are duplicates of me.”

“So… that’s it then…” Tippy says, “We have a kid from another dimension.”

Ice is speechless, slowly shaking his head in disbelief. It’s not that he’s disappointed, this sudden burst of information just hit him like a ton of bricks. 

Vanilla remembers the heartbreak he felt when he found out he couldn’t have babies. Tippy already knew that ze couldn’t have children and was more than okay with that. Vanilla always wanted children of his own, he decided that adopting a child would be better anyway considering the fact that he was never adopted himself. Vanilla doesn’t know how to tell Ramón, let alone what to do about meeting his own biological parents. 

In The Sparring Room

Ramón is sitting on the ground, back up against the wall, still feeling very remorseful about the previous night. 

Bmdh bmdh bmdh…

Ice steps over to his son, stopping right beside him. Ramón shyly looks up at his papa, only to be surprised by being handed back his cellphone. 

“Huh?” Ramón hesitantly takes his pink cased phone back, “But… but I thought you said I wasn’t gonna get it back until we get home.”

“Well, I changed my mind, Foofy.” Ice smiles. He slowly sits next to his child, a few joints popping in the process. Ramón turns his phone on and places it in his skirt pocket.

“So, papa… um…” The teen rubs his neck, “I uh…” He looks around nonchalantly, “I kind of have something to tell you.”

“Go ahead, little one.” Vanilla gives his son a warm smile, already having a feeling as to what the teenager is going to say. Ramón doesn’t look his papa in the eye, staying silent for a while. The brunette leans in, humming in a kind inquisitive tone, “Mmh? What’s the matter, darling?” Ramón’s lip quivers a little bit, hearing his papa’s voice soothes him but also breaks his heart at the same time. The teenager loses composure and quickly wraps his arms around his papa, burying his face into Vanilla’s chest. 

Neither of them speak, but it’s clear as crystal to Vanilla what his son is trying to convey through physical affection. Ramón sniffles and clings to his papa tighter. Hearing that little noise come from the teenager makes Vanilla’s paternal instincts go wild. 

“It’s alright, baby… it’s okay…” Vanilla envelopes Ramón in his strong, comforting arms, “I know… you don’t have to say a thing… I will always love you. Always…”

Ramón whimpers and hiccups, silently sobbing like a child into his papa’s chest. Vanilla tears up at the sound of his baby crying, leaning down and kissing the top of his head and rubbing his back.

“Let’s take a little break for now… er, for the rest of the day. I won’t tell Mr Dio…” Vanilla murmurs to his son, giving him a light squeeze in a comforting manner., “And…” he inhales, “I also have something I want to tell you.”

The Next Day

Emmanuel and Tippy are both reading an oddity book, ooh-ing and aah-ing at the images on each page. Jonathan is browsing some books while Dio is spinning the crystal ball around out of boredom. Vanilla is looking over the fusion spell in the book silently. Scanning the writing on the page, Vanilla sighs, now prepared to practice fighting as a fusion. 

The brunette makes his way over to Tippy and Emmanuel, placing a loving hand on the shoulder of his beloved,

“Are you ready, sweetie?”

“Huh? O-oh, yeah!” Tippy breaks away from the book he and Emmanuel are viewing. Emi pats him on the back and chuckles,

“Well then, let’s get to it!”

After much preparation, mentally and physically, the couple step a few meters away from each other. Ice and Tippy give one another a determined gaze before rushing towards each other,

“HEART!” The two of them holler, making a heart shape with their hands.

A haze of bright white light flashes, fusing the two gentlemen together. 

Emi covers his eye with one hand, Jonathan shields his face with his arm, Dio squints but still maintains his gaze on the fused man.

Razz stomps his feet while landing on the ground. He looks up at the other three with his heterochromatic brown eyes, the right eye being Vanilla’s shade of a glistening honey sunset drenched in cocoa, the left eye being Tippy’s shade of a rich dark chocolate with golden undertones. 

The 7 foot tall fusion smugly chuckles and crosses his arms, moving his head so it flips the blue bangs away from his face.

“Excellent.” Dio nods then turns around, heading out of the spellroom, “Let’s get to it. We haven’t got much time.”

In The Sparring Room

Razz is standing in the middle of the sparring room, breathing through his nose slowly, then exhaling through his mouth. His fists are balled up and he’s in a battle stance.

“Wait!” Emmanuel raises his hand, “Before we begin, I have a question for you.”

Razz relaxes and nods, allowing Emmanuel to speak,

“So… Ez– Vanilla and Tippy are in there, in your head– in your… soul? Er, you get what I mean. Does that mean that they can both act independently from you?”

“Nope. I’m just me, I’m just Razz.” Razz tells him, slightly annoyed yet understands Emi’s confusion nonetheless, “I am my own person and that’s all there is to it. Sure I have their memories and prior feelings to being fused… but I am my own person through and through.” He rubs his neck, “Hell, I actually… don’t really even remember what it’s like to be two different people. It’s hard to explain.”

“That’s incredible.” Emi speaks to the fusion in awe. Dio steps closer,

“Ahem, if we’re all finished with this ‘riveting’ conversation, there are more important matters to tend to.”

“Of course.” Razz looks at his fists, “Just uh… all of you, please be careful. My stand doesn’t play around.”

Jonathan breathes, his hamon sparking over his hands. Dio laughs,

“Good luck trying to fight, Jojo. There’s just one problem with your power… you can’t see stands!”

Emi chimes in,

“Well… maybe he can feel them?” He manifests Slick Shadow, “Or at least he could set his sights on the users themselves, if all else fails.”

Dio rolls his eyes, merely tolerating Jonathan’s presence as usual. Razz closes his eyes and manifests his terrifying, bone chilling stand.

Volatile Amethyst is a thin and spindly, sickly pale purple fleshed, undead creature of a stand. His eyes are sunken seemingly empty sockets with glowing red pinhole eyes. Razor sharp fangs fill the mouth of this horrific creature. At the end of his body, instead of legs, there is wispy dark maroon smoke that flows outward into the air.

Amethyst hisses and shrieks, grasping the space beside him, manifesting a sharp scythe to clutch in his demonic claws. Emmanuel’s eye widens, Slick Shadow’s perpetual grin changes to that of a shocked mouth, teeth still gritted. Emi speaks,

“Whoa. That’s one mean looking stand.”

Jonathan looks around with his eyes, not moving his head, wondering what the stand even looks like.

Volatile Amethyst screeches and swings his scythe around, almost hitting the three opponents in front of him. Razz is visibly struggling to maintain control of his stand,

“I-I hope you all are ready! Amethyst, remember, this is just sparring. Please, uh… don’t kill anyone.”

Amethyst chuckles grimly and speaks with a demonic and distorted voice,

“No promises…”

The battle commences. Slick Shadow and his master fall into the shadows, The World and his master attempt to land punches on Amethyst, Jonathan rushes for Razz himself.

Razz backflips out of the way of Jonathan’s hamon covered fist, landing like a superhero. Amethyst chaotically swings his scythe, blocking each and every one of The World’s blows. Slick Shadow sneaks up behind Amethyst, about to engulf the demonic stand in his shadow goop. Amethyst whips his head around, opens his mouth, clamping down on the dark sludge-like stand’s midsection. 

Slick looks down,

“Hnngh?!”

Jonathan swings left and right at Razz while the fusion wobbles and tries his best to dodge punches. The blue bearded man manages to land a hit on Razz, knocking him backwards.

The World pulls back his fist, 

“MUDA!!!” 

Rocketing his knuckles right into Amethyst’s cheek. Razz feels the blow, also feeling his stand forcefully turning his head, moving The World’s fist out of the way. Amethyst growls deeply and unhinges his jaw, clamping down on The World’s hand, causing Dio’s hand to bleed.

“Engh?!” The blonde looks down, feeling the sharp pain and watching the blood drip from the gashes. 

Razz swiftly kicks Jonathan in the jaw, somersaulting away to get a better running start. The fusion leaps up into the air, diving with his left foot aimed right at Jonathan,

“AAAUUGH!!”

Razz kicks the blue bearded man right in the chest, causing him to stumble backwards onto the ground.

Slick Shadow wraps his gooey arms around Amethyst, completely surrounding him while Amethyst is distracted by The World. Volatile Amethyst hisses and struggles to break free, making Slick constrict his limbs tighter and tighter around the creature-like stand. 

Razz feels his arms and legs get constrained by an invisible force. He hops around, trying to break free, only to fall over on his side on the ground, struggling to breathe. His vision starts going sparkly around the periphery, everything is in a dull haze. 

Amethyst gets weaker and weaker, to which Slick releases his grip.

“Enough, time out.” Dio claps his hands together. Everyone in the room stops what they’re doing, all in a lot of pain and quite sore. Razz is on the ground, fading in and out of consciousness. Emi scrambles over to the fusion,

“Hey! Hey, hey, hey, bud!” he kneels down to the man, feeling his pulse, “Are you okay?”

“Y…y-yeah.” Razz leans up and rubs his head, taking a deep breath. Jonathan groans, sitting up from being in pain on the ground. Dio playfully nudges the blue bearded man’s back with his foot,

“Oh, get up, you drama queen.”

“Dear brother, I’m not as spry as I once was in my younger years.” Jonathan pops his back.

“And who’s fault is that, Jojo?” 

Jonathan gives him an incredulous look,

“Wha– eh–... yours.”

“Let’s agree to disagree.” Dio waves his hand around dismissively, “Excellent work, everyone. Let’s call it a night.”

“Dio,” Jonathan rubs his aching ribs.

“Mmh?” Dio gives his brother an annoyed glance.

“We really need to talk about all this. There are certain things that have been left unsaid that need to be said.”

“Not this again. I don’t want to hear it.” Dio rolls his eyes.

“I mean it! If you ask me–” Jonathan and Dio start arguing about the plan and how things are supposed to go down. Emmanuel watches the siblings verbally attack one another, completely unaware that Razz is slipping away undetected.

Just when Razz sneaks out of the sparring room, that’s when Emi turns around and sees his legs scurry down the hall.

“Razz!” Emi whisper-yells. He looks to Jonathan and Dio, still arguing and not paying attention to what’s going on. Emi sighs and looks up in exasperation before he rushes down the hallway too.

“Razzy! Razzy-Razz-Razz!” Emmanuel calls out. Razz turns around, wide eyes at Emmanuel, then glides downstairs. 

“Wha–?! Hey! Come back here!” Emi follows him. Razz heads to the downstairs foyer, looking up at the chandelier for a few moments. 

“Razz, wait! Please!” Emmanuel rushes after him. Razz turns to look down the hall behind him, then he hears footsteps coming this way, catching a glimpse of his son for a brief moment. Razz turns back and forth, inhales, then disappears into a cloud of sparkles.

Emi bumps into Ramón. Emi backs away a little bit to give him some space. They both look around in confusion. Ramón asks,

“What’s going on?”

“Uh, eheh,” Emmanuel scratches his head, looking at the floor, then the chandelier, “It looks like your fathers just vanished into thin air.”

“Heh, yeah, they tend to do that from time to time.” Ramón chuckles.

“But anyway! We really need to find your dads– er, Razz, we need to find Razz!” Emmanuel opens the front door, “Ugh, Mr Dio told me he would try to escape.”

“Huh?” Ramón tilts his head, watching his second cousin barrel out the door without a second thought. The teen raises an eyebrow, shrugs, puts on the bright pink and green headphones that were around his neck, then heads back to the room he’s staying in.

“Razz! Come back!” Emmanuel’s voice fades off into the distance. Unbeknownst to him, he accidentally left the front door open. The door’s hinges squeak and crackle a bit from the excess force of being opened. 

Thuk… thmp…

A cerulean boot with triangular gold trim around the edges steps across the mansion’s threshold.

Ssssssssss…

Meanwhile

Emmanuel is bounding down the sidewalk, trying to catch his breath,

“W-wait!” He accidentally bumps into a few people, “Sorry! Sorry!” Emi chuckles nervously, stumbling over his own feet and the other people’s feet as well. Razz whips his head around, giving Emmanuel a playful smile.

“What?! Oh, you think this is a game?!” Emi can’t help but laugh through panting breaths, “So, you wanna play? Haha… alright then,” Emi leaps up into the air and uses Slick Shadow as a surfboard, slipping and sliding down the street. 

Razz turns around, only to gasp at the fact Emi is gaining on him. The fusion leaps up on a stack of boxes, wall kicks and bounces onto an awning, jumping up onto the next roof.

“Oh no you don’t!” Emi grins, leaping up into the air as Slick Shadow turns into his shadow form, crawling up onto the roof. Emmanuel lands on the rooftop, meeting his stand and once again hopping on top of the shadow surfboard. 

Razz gasps and clumsily clambers down another cloth awning, accidentally destroying it and the watermelon stand below. The merchant and customer both gasp and are covered in watermelon splatter. Razz struggles to take the destroyed cloth awning off of him, rolling around all over the mess of a watermelon stand. He yanks off the cloth and looks over to see Emmanuel crashing down onto the stand, further creating a mess of the merchant’s stand.

Razz and Emmanuel both apologize in unison before running off. 

The merchant and customer both wipe off their bodies from the smashed fruit.

“...Would you believe me if I told you that happened twice today?” The merchant, to the customer’s surprise, speaks so nonchalantly.

Razz sprints away, front flipping. Emmanuel laughs,

“Okay, now you’re just showing off!” Eventually he does end up catching up to Razz. Emi lays, relaxing on his side, leaning on the palm of his hand, “So… why are you running?”

Razz yelps and smacks into the side of a building, landing on his behind. Emmanuel dismisses his stand and steps onto the ground. The one-eyed man kneels down and chuckles at Razz,

“You okay?”

“Yeah…” Razz rubs his face.

“So uh, like I said… why are you running away?”

“Hmph,” Razz pouts, “I just want to have some time to myself. Is that such a crime?”

“Well, uh…” Emmanuel takes a few watermelon seeds from his hair, “Destruction of property definitely is.”

Razz sighs and stands up with Emmanuel. The fusion looks down at Emi,

“I don’t get to be myself very often, you know. So I break free any chance I get. One day I just want to do all the things a person gets to do,” Razz swings around on a pole, “with nobody there to stop me!” He leans up against it, holding onto it to rest, “I know you probably only see me as just ‘Vanilla’ or ‘Tippy’ only closer… but I told you before, I’m not just them, I’m me. I’m an individual.” 

Emmanuel makes a small scoff, which results in a scowl from Razz. Emi holds his hands up,

“There’s nothing wrong with that, but hey why not go back to the manor and recoup a bit, hm?”

Razz is hesitant, not speaking at first. He looks at the palms of his hands. He flips his hands over and looks at his nail polish. The fusion looks out onto the street, noticing that a bunch of bystanders are in awe at, not only him and his height, but Emmanuel. Razz rubs his neck,

“Maybe you’re right. I’ve… disturbed the peace enough for one day, heh.”

“Tell me about it.” Emmanuel pats Razz’s back. The two of them head down the sidewalk to the mansion.

A citizen looks over at the two fellows, then turns to another citizen with her thumb pointed in the direction of the two,

“You– you saw that one dude… levitate down the street, right?”

Back At The Mansion

Emmanuel and Razz are both laughing and headed back to the front yard. Razz smiles,

“You’re right, you’re right… Besides, we need to focus on importanter things– er, wait that’s not right. More important things, that’s what I meant.”

“Exactly! Don’t worry, when you three go back home, I’m sure there will be plenty more times you can exist again.” 

“Yeah…” Razz looks up at the sky with a dreamy smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. 

“Oh shit,” Emmanuel knocks his knuckles on Razz’s chest, pointing at the wide open front door. Something is very, very wrong…

BAM!!!

Razz and Emmanuel bust through and scramble around. The fusion calls for his son,

“Ramón?!?! Ramón?!” His calls go from yelling to shrieking, “RAMÓN!!!!”

“I-I’ll go check upstairs, you check Ramón’s room!” Emmanuel hops on Slick’s sludge surfboard form and heads up the stairs. Razz stumbles down the hallway, screaming for his son the entire way. He flings open the door to the room that Ramón is staying in,

“Ramón?!” He looks around, then screams. He rushes and opens the closet doors in a frenzied panic, screaming even more to discover that it’s empty. 

“RAMÓN!!!” Razz’s eyes burn with furious and terrified tears. “UUUAAANNGHH!!!”

“RAZZ!!! RAZZ, COME HERE!!” Emmanuel howls.

 The fusion leaps up, falling into the void, a mixture of Cream’s pocket dimension and Sapphire Heart’s invisibreak. The void ball is completely invisible and intangible, freely floating and zooming through the mansion’s architecture with ease.

The smooth ride lands him in the very top room of the mansion… Dio’s casket room…

Razz hops out of the void ball, startling Emmanuel in the process. 

“Did you find Ramón?!” Razz speaks breathlessly, with an audibly hoarse voice. Emi shakes his head, presenting a cerulean shaded envelope with shiny gold trim to the fusion,

“I found this.”

“Hah- huh? What- what is that?” Razz catches his breath.

“Apparently it’s a letter from our uninvited guest,” Emi takes out the contents of the envelope, “The worst part is… it was already open when I got here.” Emi unfolds the letter and reads it,

“Fools, fools, the whole lot of you. 

I dethroned the beast. He has no place in my world.

I’ll tell you what,

If you find me, I may spare you. 

Consider this an invitation to my royal coronation.

I suppose you could say I have ‘taken over The World’ in two senses.

Leave the beast to rot for all eternity,

Come find me.

I’ll be waiting.

If this isn’t enough to persuade you to visit me,

Let’s just say I have something you might want

Better yet, somebody. 

I don’t take kindly to those with any relation to the beast, but…

The one who is in my possession may be important to you.

Don’t keep me waiting.

Your New King”

Emmanuel finishes reading, “I have the worst feeling that Ramón must’ve heard a commotion, ran upstairs, found this letter and the directions… then took matters into his own hands.”

Razz clenches his fists in rage at the mere thought that Ramón would be in any kind of danger. Emmanuel takes out another folded up page, which are revealed to be directions to the mystery person’s location. Razz is trembling, not only from anxiety from from pure rage. Emmanuel looks over behind Razz, right at Dio’s casket,

“Look…” pure astonishment rolls out of his mouth as he gestures. Razz turns around to see such a disrespectful sight.

Dio’s casket is surrounded by salt, there is a silver crucifix jammed in the latch locking the vampire inside, and there is a wooden stake stuck in the hood, sticking straight out. Emmanuel and Razz move to clean up the vampiric trap. Razz dusts away the salt while Emi struggles to pull out the wooden stake,

“Nnngh! Whoever– ungh! Whoever did this,” He grunts and pulls the stake out, “didn’t want to kill Dio, they just wanted to humiliate him. If you ask me, this entire song and dance routine is all just to assert dominance over him.”

“Yeah, no kidding.” Razz pulls out the silver crucifix from the latch. Emi and Razz both lift up the hood of the casket to uncover an unconscious Dio.

“Mr Dio!” Emi calls out, “Mr Dio, wake up!”

“Let’s move on! I need to find my son! He can figure it out on his own!” Razz leaps into the void.

“Wait! Wait–!” Emmanuel puts his hand out, “Oh no no no…” He shakes his head.

Meanwhile

Ramón is looking at the image of the directions he took on his phone. A look of determination plastered on his face as he walks down the sidewalk. Suddenly, somebody in a black trench coat and top hat with their face obscured slides out in front of him,

“Looking for somebody?”

“Huh?!” Ramón backs away. The mysterious figure glares at him with glowing yellow eyes then dashes away, 

“WAIT! STOP!! WHERE DID YOU TAKE JONATHAN, YOU FREAK?!”

The person turns around to look at the teen, cackling, then looks away only to sprint faster. Ramón hollers while glitching a little bit,

“Answer me, you weirdo! What did you do to Mr Jojo?!”

The mystery person doesn’t speak, only keeps running and laughing maniacally. Ramón uses Sugar Crash to glitch up high enough to crash land his foot into the mystery person,

“HYYAAHH!” He goes to kick the stranger in the face! Unfortunately, they grab onto his ankle, catching the teenage boy completely off guard. Ramón is frozen in midair due to Sugar Crash’s ability. 

BAAAWMMPH!!!

The strange person punches Ramón in the left cheek, sending the boy plummeting to the ground.

“Aaaaauuuww!” Ramón clutches his cheek and sits on the ground in pain. The mystery person makes their way to the young boy–

STOMP!

Razz steps in front of his son.

“¡Padres! Y-you’re fused!” Ramón gasps in disbelief at finally seeing the legendary fusion. Razz sighs with irritation,

“I told you to be careful, child. We can talk about your attitude later… Now then,” Razz turns his attention back to the stranger, “NOBODY LAYS A HAND ON MY SON!!!”

Razz pummels the mystery person with his fists, not even giving them enough time to realize what’s happening. The fusion pounds his fists into the other person. Once they’re on the ground, he starts kicking them in the ribs repeatedly until he’s satisfied. 

“Wow… wait, why didn’t you use your stand?” Ramón asks, standing back up. Razz goes to assist his child.

“Why didn’t you use yours?” Razz crosses his arms.

“Touche.” Ramón chuckles, then looks behind Razz with a concerned expression,

“Wait! They– they’re getting away!”

“What?!” Razz turns around,

“Damn it!” The fusion leaps into action, flipping down the pavement at top speed. The mystery person turns around, stumbling a bit, but still managing to get away. Razz calls out over his shoulder, “Ramón! Come here, sweetie, I need your help!”

“I’m on it!” Ramón grins, enjoying every moment of this action. He uses Sugar Crash’s ability to quickly catch up to the injured mystery person. The teen glitches in front of them and shoves them into Razz. The fusion kicks them in the face, causing them to fall backwards onto the ground once again. 

“Hnngh!!” Razz grunts in frustration and grabs the person by the shirt and lifts them up,

“S-STOP! PLEASE!! D-DON’T HURT ME! PLEASE LET ME GO!” The person cries out and begs. Razz looks into the person’s eyes with utmost confusion,

“H-huh?!” The fusion lets them go and backs away.

“What do you want?! W-what is it?! Y-you want money?! I-I’ll give you money, j-just please let me go!” The person sobs and hands Razz his wallet. That’s when he realizes that their eyes have stopped glowing,

“N-no… something isn’t right.”

The person cowers then swiftly stumbles away in fear. Ramón instinctively clings to Razz’s arm for comfort. 

“Hold on…” Razz makes a heart shape with his hand and “breaks” it, “Apart.”

The fusion separates back into Ice and Tippy. The couple quickly hug their son and the affection is quickly reciprocated.

“Are you okay, Foofy?” Ice asks his child.

“Yeah, you okay, baby?” Tippy touches Ramón’s face gently.

“Y-yeah… I’m… I’m okay.” The teen looks at both of his fathers. The pink haired boy looks between the two of them, watching the mystery person struggle to run away,

“I-I know this is going to sound silly, but… I think that person was being mind controlled.”

Ice and Tippy look at each other. Tippy can’t quite put zeir finger on it, but… ze has a feeling that Vanilla knows something about this…

Back At The Mansion

“Ugh... it's so infuriating,” Dio is weakly sitting on his bed speaking to the rest, “After all these years, and after a rift in the goddamn space time continuum,” the blonde rubs his forehead, “Suddenly he decides to come back to torment me yet again.”

“That’s our guy, right?” Tippy asks, sitting criss cross on the floor. Dio sighs, quite nettled at the question,

“He’s a lowlife, no good, thieving bastard that I have exiled back in the 80s.” The vampire lies down on his side,

“It happened so fast… he used that disgusting stand of his to put me under a spell. The next thing I knew, I arose from my casket feeling ill and practically at death’s door.” 

Tippy looks up at Vanilla, very concerned. Vanilla looks down at him, clearly knowing something but staying silent. Ramón, who is sitting on a dresser, makes eye contact with Emmanuel. Emi gives him a warm and comforting smile, trying to silently let him know that everything is going to be okay. 

Dio groans a little with his eyes closed,

“First thing tomorrow morning… I want you all to go to the location and put an end to his reign of terror.”

“Dio, he has Jonathan captured!” Tippy tells him. Dio stays laying down, eyes still closed,

“As I’ve said before… first thing tomorrow morning.”

To be continued…

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

So here's all my Jojo OCs together!!

We've got my s/i Tippy, mine and Vanilla's son Ramón, Vanilla's cousin Emmanuel, and everyone's favorite jerkwad Beleza!

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Esteemed villains! Please welcome the newest member of Dio's agents, Emine- I mean uh... Emmanuel Nemesis!! And his stand Slim Sha- I mean... Slick Shadow! He is none other than the cousin of Vanilla I- I mean uh... Cool Ice! Yeah, that guy.

Ahem, anyway.... Emi doesn't wear a shirt like Vans doesn't wear pants-

Information and explanation under the cut:

My dude, Emi, started off as a joke character because... you know... Vanilla Ice. So why shouldn't his cousin be named Eminem? But I also decided to give him a "localized" name. Vanilla's localized names are "Iced" and "Cool Ice", so I decided to split Emi's name into a first and a "last name". Nemesis is obviously not his real last name like Ice is not Vanilla's real last name. Their real last names will remain a mystery for the time being. I also thought it was kind of cool that my headcanon real name for Vanilla is "Ezekiel", which also starts with an "E" just like Emmanuel. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee-

But he will go by "Emi" for the duration of the story after he introduces himself in Sugar Crash Void Bash (that name for the sequel is winning so I've already made my decision!)

Slick Shadow's powers:

Becoming a shadow and sneaking under things

Repairing broken objects using Slim’s shadow magic

Healing people using Slim’s shadow magic

Pulling people into the shadows with him to hide (similar to Invisibreak)

Emi uses Slim’s shadow claws to fight

Can see in pitch darkness

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

So I've been thinking

You know how my oc Emmanuel Nemesis (Vanilla's cousin) has his stand, Slick Shadow?

Wamuu hates it when people step on his shadow.

Emi can literally go INSIDE shadows

Wamuu would be freaking out and constantly checking his shadow 😭

Kars: Wamuu, my son, you're starting to irritate me. There is nothing in your shadow, you can see it plain as day

Wamuu: *trembling from agitation and frantically looking around* I know there's somebody in my shadow! I can feel it!!!

Esidisi: I think we all need some rest, it's been a long day. Come along, dear Wamuu *he takes him back to his room*

Wamuu: *shaking, looking distressed with his fists clenched*

.....

Emmanuel: *eventually hops out of another shadow* ....... *Looks at Slick* To be honest, I... I didn't know that was gonna happen.

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

Sugar Crash Void Bash: The Fanfic!

CWs: Familial arguing, teen angst, misunderstandings, heartbreak

chapter 1 chapter 2 chapter 3 chapter 4 chapter 5

Chapter 6: Cupcake Heartbreak

chapter 7 chapter 8

“OW! UNGH!!!” Ramón gets smacked up against the wall by Cream’s arm. Sugar Crash is frantically zipping around back and forth, glitching around and causing Cream to growl and cover his eyes. Vanilla pops out of Cream’s mouth,

“Ramón.”

“What?!” The pink haired boy hisses at his papa. Sugar Crash glitches behind him, helping his master up by going through the wall. Vanilla pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs with annoyance,

“Look, instead of irritating the hell out of poor Cream,” Cream regurgitates his master and rubs his eyes making whines akin to that of an injured dog, “Try taking my advice.”

“Tch, well, if what I’m doing works then why change it?” Ramón scoffs and stands up. Vanilla bites his teeth and his eyes widen, further getting agitated by his own child. He puffs out his cheeks and exhales slowly,

“There will come a time where this little ‘snake charming light show’ won’t work. You are going to have to start fighting back properly.”

“Yeah, I have fought back ‘properly’, Vanilla.” Ramón crosses his arms and looks away, venom in his voice at that last word. Ice shakes his head with irritation at the disrespect, and adjusts his hair bun. My god, this child reminds me a little too much of how Tippy used to act. 

“Then please,” Ice cools down a bit, “By all means, child, fight back. Right now. Let’s go.” He snaps. Ramón glares at his papa and refuses to listen. “Did you hear me? Come here! You need to train your stand.”

“Why are we doing this anyway?” The teen sneers, Sugar Crash tilts his head robotically. 

“Because…” Ice thinks for a moment, I don’t know whether to tell him or just make something up. Dio told us to keep things a secret for the time being. I need to think of something, fast! The brunette looks to his upper right, “This will help you maintain control of your stand. Sugar Crash is very unstable.”

“So?” Ramón scoffs.

“So,” Ice grits his teeth, takes a deep breath and sighs, “So, you can stop getting in so much trouble. I know it’s not your fault, Foofy. Your stand–”

“Dad’s stand isn’t all that stable either. He still disappears when he gets scared,” Ramón interrupts Vanilla, “It’s not like your stand is any better. And what kind of stupid name is ‘Cream’ anyway? Shouldn’t that thing be named something like ‘Void Master’ or ‘Soul Executioner’? Or maybe ‘The Reaper’ or some shit?”

“Watch your language, first of all.” Vanilla stomps to his son, actually intimidating Ramón a little bit. Ice doesn’t normally get angry, especially not at Ramón, which surprises the teen very much. His voice isn’t raised, but he is still very stern,

“I will not tolerate this disrespectful attitude, young man. I don’t know where this sudden attitude even came from, but you need to knock it off.”

Ramón looks up into his papa’s eyes, both of them getting even more infuriated by the second. The teenager decides to test the waters and push his papa’s buttons,

“Whatever you say, Vanilla.”

Ice clenches his fist, squeezes his eyes shut and grunts with frustrations,

“Fine! Let’s just… take a break for now.”

“It’s about time.” Ramón walks away. Cream looks down at Sugar Crash and speaks in his low, beastly voice,

“That could’ve gone better.”

Later on

Tippy is reading the spellbook, studying the fusion spell on the page. He analyzes the magic scripture deeply,

“Well, there’s no doubt about it,” Tippy looks up at Emmanuel, “There is a way to do a quick-fuse without reciting the whole spell.”

“That’s amazing!” Emi nods and curiously takes a look at the page, “So uh… what do you do exactly?”

“Vanilla and I will have to enchant ourselves. It’s kinda hard to explain, but lemme try,”

Tippy paces around the room, very animated, 

“So, he and I will have to enchant ourselves– I said that already. Anyway, we douse ourselves in the magic, we create our own quick-fuse spell with a gesture and a magic word.”

“Cool!” Emi chuckles and swings his arms back and forth.

“I think we could go like this!” Tippy makes a heart shape with his hands and shouts, “HEART!” he smiles, “Then if we wanted to unfuse and not wait 12 hours, we could yell, ‘APART!’ as Razz.”

“Razz, huh? Is that what you two are called while you’re fused?” Emi smirks.

“Yep! I– well, Mr Dio came up with the name. ‘Razz’ is actually short for ‘Blue Raspberry… Slushy’ or something like that. It’s like a–, well, from what I can remember, the name is based on a dessert that’s blue raspberry shaved ice with vanilla ice cream on top.” Tippy explains.

“Sounds tasty.” Emmanuel grins, imagining what the frozen treat tastes like.

Ice and Ramón walk into the room, both clearly very peeved with each other as if they were both cats with their backs arched and hackles raised.

“Hey, cous’! Hey, little man!” Emi waves at his two relatives, very pleased to see them. The father and son calm down a bit, shake off their irritation a little, and greet their relative.

“Good afternoon, Emmanuel.” Vanilla cordially responds. Ramón waves,

“What’s up?”

“Tip and I were discussing some pretty interesting information.” Emi pats Tippy’s back, “Looks like you two are going to have to practice being fused together again.” Ice gets a wave of realization and remembrance. He looks to his lower left then back at Emmanuel,

“It’s been so long since we’ve done that,” Ice looks at his husband and gives a warm smile, “It was quite the experience, wasn’t it sweetie?”

“Yeah! I mean… I agree that it was fun and cool, but… our stands when they’re both fused are just...” Tippy looks concerned. Before Ice can say anything, Dio appears in a chair, startling the group,

“I told you not to worry about that mess, Gratuity.” Everyone turns to him as he’s filing his sharp, black, talons. The vampire swiftly blows air from his pursed lips, dusting off the nail particles from his fingertips,

“As I have stated previously, Razz will need to use Volatile Amethyst, rather than keep him hidden. By all means, let that unpredictable stand be unpredictable. He’ll probably know how to–” Dio stops as soon as he notices Ramón, unsure of whether or not to reveal the true reason everyone is here in the first place, “how to… learn and maintain obedience.”

Vanilla senses Tippy’s hesitance and resistance to fusing again, so he makes his way over to zem. Ice wraps his arm over Tippy’s shoulders and gives zem a warm smile,

“Don’t worry, my sweet darling… Amethyst will be the least of our worries.” He leans down and gives his beloved a delicate kiss on the head, “Besides… being Razz was such a beautiful experience. I remember it fondly. I believe that fusing is quite possibly the most intimate thing you could do with another person.”

Tippy chuckles and leans against Vanilla, nuzzling zeir head into his chest. Dio scoffs and makes a remark,

“Are you sure about that, Ice?” The blonde smirks and winks at him. Vanilla gives Dio a scolding look, his eyes darting back and forth from Dio to Ramón,

“There is a child present.”

Emmanuel laughs. Ramón rolls his eyes,

“Yeah, well. I already know what you all are talking about. I’m not a ‘child’, I’m 15.” Ice turns his attention to his son,

“You don’t know that much and you’re way too young to be listening in on these adult conversations anyway.”

“Tch, I know way more than you think I know.” Ramón crosses his arms and looks away, very infuriated with his papa. Tippy grimaces, Emmanuel stands there uncomfortably, and Dio is amused and staying silent. Ice’s eye twitches,

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused, Vanilla.” Ramón sasses. Tippy gasps, bewildered,

“Ramón!”

Dio smirks to himself, enjoying the familial drama unfolding in front of him. Emmanuel is very uncomfortable and has no idea how to respond. He awkwardly fidgets with his ponytail and watches. Ice is very embarrassed and appalled at his child’s behavior,

“What has gotten into you, child?!”

“I am not a child.” Ramón grits his teeth and blurts out. He stomps away furiously, passing Emmanuel. Ice’s brows furrow and he follows after his son,

“Is that any way to behave?!”

Tippy holds onto Vanilla’s arm and pulls him back, 

“Vans, Vans!” Vanilla turns to face his partner. Tippy gives his husband a sorrowful look, “Just… let him cool off.” Vanilla looks back at the empty doorway, very ashamed of the way his own son has been acting in front of others.

Outside

On the steps leading up to the front door, Ramón is sitting on the stoop with his knees tucked into his chin, stewing in his thoughts. He hears somebody walking behind him, but refuses to look.

“Hey, little man.” Emi’s voice fills Ramón’s ears, much to both his surprise and his relief. The teenager moves his head away from the sound of his second cousin’s voice. Emmanuel sits down next to Ramón with a little grunt and sigh, joints popping a little, 

“Not going to lie, that wasn’t very cool of you back there.”

Ramón’s brows furrow with frustration, ignoring the adult next to him. He curls in on himself even more, clenching at the fabric of his tights. Emmanuel notices this, closes his eyes, inhales through his nose calmly, and leans in a little more, putting on a more empathetic tone,

“And I think you know that.”

Ramón’s face softens a bit, and his shoulders noticeably relax, but he still refuses to look at his relative. Emi tilts his head and continues,

“Look,” He rubs his eye a little bit, “I’m not going to be all preachy or… act all high and mighty and tell you that you need to march your behind back in there and apologize to everyone. Although, that would be nice.” He smiles and inhales, “It’s up to you after all.”

He leans back and rests his arm on one of the steps, waiting for the teen to respond. Ramón’s stubbornness takes hold and it’s quite a while before he replies. The pink haired boy turns towards Emi slightly,

“Why are you even out here with me anyway, Em?”

“I just figured you might need somebody to talk to.” Emmanuel gives a warm smile to his second cousin, “Eh, but what would I know? I’m just a 43 year old man.” He pops his back and grunts, “Hell, I still don’t even know what I want to be when I grow up.” Emi smirks. Ramón looks up at his second cousin with a playfully incredulous look with a small smile. Emmanuel laughs heartily, making Ramón chuckle and relax even more. The two relatives sit next to one another and look out at the mansion’s yard, viewing the scenery. Emi leans in a little to Ramón,

“It’s kind of… dry out here, don’t you think?”

“Pffft, well duh, Em, it’s a desert.” Ramón teases. They both chuckle. 

“You know something, Ramón?”

“What’s that?”

“I think you have a lot of potential, not just with your stand but… in general. Don’t be discouraged by the obstacles that come your way.” Emi turns to his family member with a proud smile.

The Next Day

“Are you ready, you two?” Dio looks up from the spellbook. Tippy nods and gets into a ready stance. Ice nods and puts one leg behind him, also ready and waiting.

“Get in position. Get set… GO!” Dio shouts, signaling the two gentlemen to run into each other. They both make a heart shape with their hands, but unfortunately end up crashing into each other and falling on their behinds. The vampire face palms with an annoyed grunt,

“Let’s try this again… and this time,” He points to either direction with his manicured talon, “start from further away, you imbeciles.”

“Hmph!” Tippy rubs his nose and pouts. Ice rubs his chest, stands, then holds his hand out to help up his beloved. Tippy smiles and is pulled up by Vanilla,

“Thanks, babe.”

The couple head back to their previous places, take a few steps back, get in position… then rush towards each other. They both make a heart shape with their hands against their chests,

“HEART!” the two yell and crash into each other. Only this time, instead of smashing their bodies together and falling on the ground, they clash into a ball of white light. Fusing together in a magical veil of golden white light… Vanilla and Tippy are revealed to be…

Blue Raspberry Slush Float!

Razz flips the brown side of his hair over his right shoulder. He looks down at Dio, Emi, and Jonathan. Emi rubs his right eye, and pretends to rub his eye patch in a joking manner, looking up at Razz in disbelief. He gasps, absolutely in awe,

“Well, I have to admit, I have never ever seen a man this tall in my life!” he sways around, getting a better look at Razz, “Nor have I ever seen anyone fuse together before for that matter.”

“Hmhm, quite,” Dio dismissively waves his hand, “Now then… it’s a pleasure to see you yet again… Razz.” 

Razz raises an eyebrow, lids hooded, glancing around the room with his knuckles resting against his hips. He gives a soft scoff, his voice very sultry and smooth, not quite Vanilla’s and not quite Tippy’s,

“Long time, no see, Brando.”

“Mhm,” Dio gives a half scowl half smirk, “Watch it, boy, don’t forget who you work for.” he drums his talons on the spellbook then clears his throat, “Now then, break away back into two.”

Razz crosses his arms and looks at Dio past his nose,

“What’s the point of showing up if I just have to leave again?”

“He’s got a point.” Emmanuel nods. Dio gives an exasperated sigh and points his finger up at the 7 foot tall man,

“Just break away to show me that you are able to, then you can go back to being yourself for as long as you want.”

“Pffft,” Razz blows a lock of blue hair out of his face before holding his hands in a heart shape over his chest, “APART!” he “breaks” the heart hand gesture apart. He is engulfed in a shroud of magical white light, breaking apart into two separate people once again. Vanilla and Tippy fall on their behinds onto the floor. Dio chuckles,

“Excellent. Alright, very well. Now you two can fuse once again. Just… get it out of your system so I don’t have to deal with a bratty fusion later.”

Ice and Tippy shake off their dizziness, wobble a bit while standing back up, then attempt to fuse again,

“HEART!”

Only this time, neither of them fuse together. They both look confused and pause for a moment,

“Uh… HEART!” 

Still nothing.

The two gentlemen look over at Dio, Tippy tilts his head with confusion while Vanilla scratches his scalp with a raised eyebrow. Emi turns to Dio,

“I uh,” Dio turns to Emi to listen, “don’t think it’s gonna work this time, pal.”

Dio sighs, touches his forehead, and shakes his head. He walks over to the couple and gives them each a glance. The vampire flicks out his reading glasses and squints at the spellbook while adjusting the glasses on his face,

“Yes, yes… it appears to me that the 12 hour rule still stands, even with the ‘quick-fuse’ spell.”

“Well, that’s not fair!” Tippy pouts. Vanilla’s brows furrow and he sighs,

“There has to be some way to bypass that rule.”

“Mmmm, I’m afraid not, dear.” Dio closes the book, “It looks like you two will have to allow the spell to cool down, and use that ‘un-fuse’ technique only when absolutely necessary.” The blonde points his finger at the two. 

Emi chuckles and crosses his arms,

“Now there’s an offer you can’t ‘re-fuse’! Ahahaha!” 

The three gentlemen look over at Emmanuel, which causes his cheeks to heat up from feeling awkward,

“Er…” He rubs his neck and smiles sheepishly, “That joke sounded funnier in my head. Eheh.”

That Night

“No kidding?” Tippy looks up at Emi while they both walk down the hallway. 

“I swear it!” Emmanuel enthusiastically raises his hands, “I thought those men were for sure going to end my life at that very moment. Luckily, Slick Shadow was there to aid me.”

Tippy tilts zeir head and zeir eyes are completely awestricken,

“Wow! You must’ve been terrified…”

“Oh, I was. It was awful,” Emi looks at his hands, “My palms were sweaty, my knees were weak, my arms were heavy–”

The two in-laws meet Ice in the kitchen. Emi points at the pot on the stove that his cousin is tending to,

“Are we having spaghetti already?”

Vanilla turns to see his cousin and husband in the archway,

“Hm? Oh, yes. I figured I would make Italian food tonight. How are things?” Emi pulls out a chair for Tippy to sit, patting zeir back. The blue haired one is a little surprised but flattered nonetheless,

“Gosh, I guess being a gentleman runs in the family.”

Ice squints and gives Emi a vicious side eye while clutching the pasta ladle in his fist. Emmanuel grimaces nervously and steps aside,

“Yeah! Uh, ahem,” He awkwardly makes his way over to his cousin, looking up at him with a grin, “So, how did training go with the little man, cous’?”

Vanilla’s face twists into an exasperated look. After a defeated sigh and a glance at his family member,

“All I have to say is, he definitely is his daddy’s son, that much is for certain.” He points with his eyes at Tippy. It takes a few seconds for zem to realize he’s talking about zem,

“Wha–? Hey!” Ze puts zeir hands on zeir hips, “What’s that supposed to mean?!”

Emi and Ice chuckle, giving Tippy adoring looks. Emi looks up at his cousin,

“In all seriousness, cous’, don’t worry about it. Your kid’ll get a better understanding of his powers soon.”

“I can only hope so.” Ice sighs and stops stirring the pot for a moment, knocking the pasta ladle against it to get the excess water off, “It’s not just his stand I’m worried about though.” Tippy leans over the table and speaks,

“I know, baby, but you have to remember that he’s still a kid–”

“Don’t let him hear you say that, he’ll throw a fit.” Ice’s words slip out, coated in venom. This makes zem worry when ze hears Vanilla speak in such a manner, “I can’t even punish him properly, he just– he just won’t listen to me, Tippy. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.”

“You’re not doing anything wrong, Vans.” Tippy stands up and walks over to Ice. Ze touches his bicep gently and looks up at him, “Ramón’s just going through his rebellious phase. It’ll pass.”

“Well, I wish it would pass sooner. Our lives are on the line and we need this money.” Vanilla rubs his forehead, “I don’t understand why L– why DIO… why Dio even wanted us to keep this entire ordeal a secret from our son in the first place. It makes no sense, it’s not like it would make a difference, considering the fact that undead bastard wants Ramón to join us in battle.”

“I have no idea.” Tippy shakes zeir head, “It just seemed like kind of a useless–”

“I did it so he wouldn’t refuse to come with you.” Dio’s voice fills the room, startling the three and sending a sprinkle of adrenaline into their chests. He steps out from the shadows, eyes glowing yellow, “That child of yours is a smart one, however. It appears to me, plain as day, that he may have already caught on. Perhaps he may even have known from the beginning.”

Dio looks around the room, scanning the faces of the gentlemen in front of him,

“I’ve been observing that boy closely. I will admit, it was quite unintelligent of me to ask such a silly task of you two,” He inhales, placing his hands behind his back and pacing, “However… Ice, I need you to be more bold with him. You’re bigger than him, older, wiser. You need to get that boy to listen to you and get control of his stand.” 

“I-I have been trying, sire,” Vanilla speaks, not even realizing what he just called Dio.

“Mmm, obviously not enough. Don’t think I can’t hear you two bicker incessantly each and every time you both so much as glance at one another the wrong way.” The blonde raises an eyebrow, “I mean it, Ice. Get control of that son of yours, so he can get control of his stand… and eventually his attitude.” He walks out of the kitchen without another word. 

Vanilla sighs, once again feeling defeated and humiliated.

“Hey, cous’?”

“Not now, Emmanuel, nothing you can say will make me feel better.”

“Uh… I was just going to say that the spaghetti is boiling over.” Emi points to the pot, overflowing with scalding hot pasta foam. Vanilla scrambles to turn down the stove. He carefully yet frantically places the pot on the adjacent burner to allow the food to simmer down. 

3:25 am

Ramón sneakily opens the door to his room, looking around cautiously just in case anyone were to catch him being awake at this hour. The pink haired teen glitches out with Sugar Crash, further adding to his stealth. 

Carefully, the young boy glitches into the kitchen for a midnight snack. As soon as he lands on the linoleum floor, he hears a sharp gasp. Ramón gasps as well and steps back a bit. Emmanuel blinks his right eye quickly, holding a spoon and a tub of strawberry ice cream. Ramón scans Emi’s face, noticing that his left eye is a slightly closed empty socket, which makes the teen instinctively back away even further. 

Emmanuel’s brows frown. He gives a nervous chuckle, with slightly hurt feelings,

“Uh… hey.”

“H-hey.” Ramón grins awkwardly. Emi slowly puts a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, still keeping eye contact with his second cousin. 

“So… what are you doing up, little man?” 

“Just wanted a snack is all.” Ramón makes his way to the fridge. He looks inside of the refrigerator, pushing aside a few items, including a jar that appears to have a blonde woman’s head inside, “Yeesh.” Ramón mumbles and grimaces at the sight. The head pouts with narrowed eyes as she is pushed aside in favor of a hidden candy bar,

“Hmph.”

The teen unwraps the candy bar and takes a bite, leaving the fridge door open as he speaks to Emi,

“I just–” He chews and swallow, pointing the candy bar at his relative, “I just don’t get it. Why do parents have to be so weird?”

“Tell me about it, kid.” Emi takes another mouthful of ice cream.

“I mean, Vanilla is just too overbearing. It’s like he’s always constantly looking over my shoulder.” Ramón takes another bite of candy, “And my dad. He’s like the exact opposite! He’s like, hardly ever there to begin with. Dad’s always working on something, but when he does come home, he essentially just treats me like a roommate rather than a son.” Ramón sighs and leans up against the freezer-side door of the refrigerator, “It’s like I’m either treated like a three year old by my papa, or a total stranger by my dad…” Ramón takes another bite.

Emmanuel is silent for a few moments. He looks down to his lower right for a second, then speaks,

“That sounds tough… If it was up to you, what would you want to happen differently?” 

Ramón sighs, leaning his head back on the freezer door,

“I just… I just want my fathers to maybe,” he waves his half eaten candy bar around a little, “meet in the middle and stop being so weird when it comes to everything.”

“Weird?” Emmanuel leans up against the counter next to Ramón.

“Yeah, weird. I mean, my papa hardly knows about my life outside of home, other than I’ve been being bullied by some stupid jerk.” He rolls his eyes, “If he were to find out about my crush, he would freak out. It would turn into a lecture about how,” he mocks his papa’s voice, “I’m ‘much too young, Foofy. You should be thinking about your studies instead of relationships’. Pleh…” Ramón grabs a soda from the fridge.

“That sounds pretty lame.” Emi chuckles and allows the teenager to continue,

“Not only that but whenever I talk to my dad about my relationship problems, he always goes off on a tangent about all of his failed relationships back when he was a teenage girl.” 

“Ah… so two completely different parenting styles, eh?”

“Oh, you just figured it out?” Ramón speaks sarcastically. He slams back his soda, gulping, then letting out a belch.

“Whoa, excuse you.”

“Yeah, sorry, sorry.” Ramón rubs his neck. Emi belches even louder then laughs. Ramón gives him a bewildered look, then chuckles. The teen inhales, a little more at ease, and looks down at his soda can for a bit before continuing, “I guess I’m just frustrated is all… Papa keeps trying to hug and kiss me even though I keep telling him not to. Meanwhile, my dad avoids any kind of physical contact with me like I have the freaking plague.”

“Jeez.” Emi replies, letting his family member know he’s listening attentively. The teen looks down,

“Well… okay, maybe that isn’t entirely true.” He pauses for a moment, “Papa is trying to stop smothering me, and daddo does hug me back when I initiate hugs anyway. It’s not like they’re not trying.” The pink haired young man takes another sip of his soda, “I dunno, Em.”

“Hey, you’re just a bit stressed out right now, little man.” Emmanuel gives him a warm smile, brushing his long, dark brown hair over his shoulder, “Not only are you thousands of miles from home, but you’re dealing with both external and internal issues that you feel like nobody else understands.”

Ramón nods,

“Y-yeah. Yeah, exactly!” He points his finger, while holding the soda can. He takes another sip, “Ah… I don’t really know what to do, Em. My papa keeps shoving this stupid stand training down my throat. Every time he talks to me, it’s like he’s looking down on me.”

“Well, he is over 200 centimeters tall.” Emi cracks a joke. Ramón raises an eyebrow at his family member, “Sorry, sorry.” Emi rubs his neck.

“It’s like he doesn’t even see me as anything but a little kid. I’ll be, like, 21 and he’d still treat me like his ‘little Foofy’, ugh.” Ramón shudders and cringes. Emmanuel gives his relative an empathetic smile,

“I think that’s true though.”

“What?” Ramón has a very offended look on his face.

“No no no, hear me out,” Emi sets down the ice cream tub and spoon, “Look, look… he’s your parent, of course he doesn’t want to believe that you’re growing up. In his eyes, you’ll always be his little boy.”

“Tch, you sound like my dad.” Ramón looks down, dejected.

“I mean, he’s right, isn’t he?” Emi leans in a little closer to his relative, “It may not seem like it now, but one day you’re going to look back on times like this and wish you could go back. I told you this once but I’ll go ahead and say it again,” Emi nods, “Cherish each moment you have with the family you have.”

“Ugh! Would you stop doing that?!” Ramón snaps, “No amount of stupid sappy, ‘friendship and love’ talk is going to make anything better!”

“Jeez, sor-ry, little man. I was just trying to…” His voice trails off. Emi picks up the spoon and tub of strawberry ice cream, which is far too melted, and continues,

“Ah, get some rest, little man.” 

Ramón moves out of the way so Emi can put away the treat. The teenager leans up against the open fridge door. 

“Ahem hem.” A smooth, delicate woman’s voice fills the room. The two family members look inside the fridge,

“If… I may interject,” She looks back and forth between each gentleman, “I’d say that there appears to be quite the lack of communication in your family. Now, now, not just with you, darling, but your entire family.” 

Ramón and Emi look at each other in shared awe, then back at the speaking head in a jar as she carries on,

“Yes, it is quite unfortunate, the lack of social connection amongst you three.” She shakes herself lightly, giving Ramón a pitied expression, “I certainly believe that you lot could benefit from speaking with one another. Just tell your parents directly how you are feeling. I’m sure they would be open to adjusting their behaviors in order to fit your comfort better.”

Ramón forlornly looks down into her sparkling emerald eyes. The teen sighs,

“I wish it was that easy…” he looks up at Emmanuel, then back at the woman’s head, “Thanks for the advice though, ma’am. Hope you have a good night.”

“Any time, young man, any time.” She smiles and closes her eyes as Ramón gently shuts the fridge door.

Emmanuel brushes his fingers through his dark brown hair as he walks besides Ramón. The man looks down at his second cousin with bafflement,

“What the hell just happened?”

“I have no idea.” Ramón shrugs with slightly wide eyes.

The Next Day

SCREEEEEEEEEAUGH!!! Cream shrieks. Sugar Crash glitches out of the way of Cream’s arm, swooping around to the back of the zombie-like stand. Cream turns around, quicker than a bolt of lightning, back-hand smacking the small robotic stand up against the wall. This sends Ramón flying up against a wall too. Ice lets out a short, exasperated sigh. He walks over to his son with his hands on his hips. Ice says nothing, just shakes his head in disappointment.

“Don’t.” Ramón hisses, standing up. 

“You need to treat Sugar Crash as if you are him. Yes, your stand is a tool to work with, but they are also extensions of your soul.” Vanilla explains to his child.

“I have been doing that!” Ramón bites his teeth.

“Then try to land a hit on me!” 

“I would, but you’re using your full weight and power. You don’t get it, Vanilla, I’m trying my damndest and you keep showing off, then acting like I’m not doing anything right!” Ramón yells.

“You need to watch your mouth, boy,” Vanilla’s eyes darken as he makes his way over to the teen, “I have absolutely had it with your disrespect, Ramón. Give me your phone.”

“What?! No way!”

“Give me your phone. Now.” 

Ramón reaches into his skirt pocket and angrily hands Ice his phone.

“Thank you. You can have it back when we get home.”

“That’s not fair! What the hell?!” Ramón complains, “You can’t do that!”

“I can and I will. I am your father and you will obey me.” Ice points at his son, “Now then. Here’s what I want you to do,” The brunette gestures to Cream, “You are going to use your ‘glitch out’ power to stealthily sneak up behind Cream and strike him.”

“Um, I have been trying to do that, Vanilla.” Ramón speaks snarkily. Ice’s abs tense up and his eye twitches,

“You need to stop referring to me by my first name, young man.” Ice gets into a fighting stance, Cream is mirroring his position, “Now, please. Do as I say.”

For about an hour and a half, every single time, no matter what Ramón does, Vanilla is able to defeat him or disarm him. The teenager gets more and more incensed, thus making his attacks less accurate and more frantic. Cream ends up pinning Ramón and Sugar Crash onto the ground. Sugar Crash glitches out, causing both Ramón and Cream to glitch around as well. Cream whimpers and releases the teen and his stand. Ice clutches his chest, realizing that the feeling of glitching out like a corrupted video game character, is very jarring.

Ice’s heart flutters in his chest, making him cough and tremble a bit. The glitching subsides and Ramón rubs his head, still lying on the ground while watching his papa.

“You are not following my orders!” Vanilla’s patience has worn thin, “Ramón, you have to listen to me. This is serious. You can’t just disregard my advice each and every time and expect to win against me.” Ramón ignores him with a scowl. The teen stands up, dusts himself off, and starts stalking away.

“I am your father, and you should take my advice!”

Ramón rolls his eyes and continues to walk away with his hands in his skirt pockets. Ice calls over to the teen,

“You never listen to me! What have I ever done to you, child?”

 Ramón becomes furious. The teenager whips around and shouts, 

“I have only had Sugar Crash for a year and a half, and you put way too much pressure on me!” Ramón steps closer to Vanilla,

“You get in my private business, you embarrass me in public, you smother me, you are always looming over my shoulder just waiting for me to fuck up so you can give me a 6 hour lecture.”

“I-I don’t do that–” Ice tries to defend himself. Ramón is having none of it,

“You freak out every time I so much as look at another person in my class with attraction, you treat me like a toddler, and you constantly question my intelligence!” Ramón screams, tears stinging his eyes. He gulps and continues, holding back angry tears, “I shouldn’t even have to listen to you in the first place because you’re not even my real father, ‘Ezekiel’, and neither is Gratuity!” 

Vanilla’s heart shatters and can’t even speak. His honey cocoa eyes are wide with grief. Hearing what slips out of his own son’s mouth, destroys Ice from the inside out. They both look at each other completely speechless. The silence is deafening. The painful pounding in Ice’s chest, beats in his eardrums. When Ramón sees tears in his papa’s eyes and the absolutely anguished look on his face, he goes from angry to regretful and shakes his head, 

“W-wait…” 

Vanilla’s face goes from hurt to cold and blank. His chest feels like it’s filled with shards of glass shredding his heart to bits. He swallows his feelings and doesn’t look at Ramón. Vanilla’s voice is filled with dejection,

“I’m sorry…” 

“I-I–” Ramón stutters but can’t seem to find his voice. Vanilla speaks for him,

“It’s time we turn in for the night.” Ice walks away. Ramón is terrified. He has never seen his papa act like this before. 

An hour later

Ramón’s conscience is wracked with guilt. The pink haired teen paces down the hallways, fidgeting nervously. The argument and his outburst replays in his head. Every little thing that he said just hammers into his brain. He knows that he needs to reconcile with his papa. Em was right… that woman’s head in the jar was right too. I need to fix this and I need to fix it now. He inhales and heads to his fathers’ bedroom to apologize.

Something crosses his ears that stops him dead in his tracks.

The eerie sound is… Vanilla sniffling and sobbing hysterically and telling Tippy what happened. 

Ramón has never seen nor heard his papa cry in his life. He has seen and heard Tippy cry many times before, but Vanilla has always been the voice of reason. He was always the one who would comfort Ramón and Tippy. He was always the protector. 

Yet, here Vanilla is, sobbing his eyes out from heartbreak. Vanilla speaks through breathless, mournful sobs, 

“I-I know he doesn't understand the magnitude of what he said." Ice sniffles, "It hurts, Tippy, it hurts so damn bad. Hearing my own son… the child I saved, held in my arms… the child I-I raised… the child I love so dearly, curse at me with the name I lay to rest…” Ice doesn’t finish his sentence, he buries his face into the soft space of Tippy’s chest and shoulder, wailing from grief. Ice is usually very soft spoken, gentlemanly, poised, and hardly ever gets truly angry or sad… hearing Ice bawl like this sends a twisting, wrenching pain through Ramón’s ribcage.

Ramón’s cheeks drip from tears as he covers his mouth. He wants to apologize but he can’t bring himself to, 

“Papa…”

To be continued…

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hi... ummmmmm is emmanuel into boys? 😳

Yes! Emi is pansexual/panromantic 😊🏳️‍🌈

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I love Emanuel snjsnjsksjk has anyone started selfshipping with him I wonder?

I'm so glad you like him!! 😭

And not that I know of, I do know that some others have a crush on him though 😊 poor guy could use some lovin' 🥺🫶

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imagine Emmanuel in the mer au and the fantasy au

Oh yeah!! Emi would definitely be an eel like Van-eel-a, a white and gold one!

He'd also be an elf warrior in the fantasy au!

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Adding on to my last fanfic reblog:

Even though the OVAverse was destroyed, the people were not! Which means OVA Dio, Iced, Tip, Jonathan etc are still alive, just in yet another alternate dimension (also before anyone else asks, yes I'm trying to come up with an OVA Bel design hrgrgrhh 😭)

After Sugar Crash Void Bash is finished (I have a few chapters written right now, but I'm working on drawings some covers for them before I post), I'm going to write a one chapter epilogue

Slight spoilers for SCVB and the epilogue below, it's nothing too revealing unless you want to go in completely surprised!:

After everything is resolved, nobody goes home just yet. Vanilla wants to stay in Egypt for a little while longer because he has some unfinished business to tend to.

Vanilla wants to finally meet his biological parents and get answers from them. He's heard as much as he could about the family and their situation from his cousin Emmanuel, but Ice wants to get closure finally.

This part of the epilogue will definitely be pretty heart wrenching and emotional, but that's all I want to give away for now!

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The second plot to the epilogue will center around Ramón. Everyone goes home, but before that, Vanilla and Tippy talk to Dio about letting their alternate universe selves know that their son is okay.

A few weeks go by and soon enough, Iced and Tip show up to greet their son.

Ramón is very hesitant and a little intimidated. Even though these two look like his fathers... they're not. Iced and Tip are very happy to see Ramón and thank Vanilla and Tippy profusely for saving their son. They know that Ramón will never see them as his parents, and they make peace with that.

This part of the epilogue will also be pretty emotional, and definitely bittersweet.

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OKAY SO- I have developed way too much of an attachment to my "dream man" Bel. (which if you aren't familiar here's some explanation of who he is: dream man! full body dream man!)

So I've decided to kind of change and add some stuff to the sequel of the Sapphire Heartverse, Sugar Crash Void Bash:

Before we begin, here are some links:

Sapphire Heartverse fanfic (in the works)

"Brief summary" of the SHV lore and beyond

Ramón's first appearance

Talking about Sugar Crash Void Bash a bit

Blue Raspberry Slush Float (Razz) The TipVans fusion

Emmanuel Nemesis (Vanilla's cousin)

^^^ These will all be important!

Okay so, Bel just recently came to me in a dream. I was having trouble coming up with an idea for a villain in this next installment of my au lore, and then all of a sudden he showed up!

Prologue

Beleza was one of Dio's servants way back in the day. He was actually his first second in command before Vanilla came along. Bel immigrated from Portugal to Egypt and got a job as Dio's servant for some extra cash and a luxurious place to stay. Dio absolutely adored Bel's personality and sense of fashion, as did the other servants there. They all would look to xem for guidance, much to Dio's relief. Dio doesn't care much for talking a lot to his servants.

When Vanilla was taken in by Dio, fed, bathed, and given a place to stay under the condition that he will remain his servant for the rest of his life. It was Bel's responsibility to teach Vanilla the ropes and prepare him for being a servant. Vanilla learned all of the things to do, the chores around the mansion, and the daily/nightly routines to follow. Vanilla was 19 at the time and Beleza was 18.

Bel was even the first to introduce Vanilla to Jonathan's head. Vanilla was horrified until Bel had explained everything. He explained to Vanilla how to care for him, what to and not to do, how to pick him up, how to place him back in his resting tank, and everything. However, Vanilla was the one to discover that Jonathan could eat food and it would disappear.

Over the years, Vanilla felt like he was competing for Dio's affections and praise. Bel was always the first to be praised for a job well done. Xe was well liked, xe was popular, xe had the ability to smoothly persuade the other servants beneath him to do his bidding, and most of all, xe was Dio's favorite servant. This tore Vanilla up inside. He wanted so badly to have that love and praise he was deprived of for so long.

Bel found out that Vanilla was jealous of xem rather quickly. They absolutely relished in that fact, and would hang it over Vanilla's head. Bel and Vanilla would hurl childish insults at each other and make fun of each others' sense of fashion. Every now and then, they would piss each other off so badly that they would physically attack one another.

Dio, being kind of a jerk, would actually enjoy seeing these men fight over him. However, he knew that the two of them hating each other wouldn't do any good when it came to getting work done around the mansion. Dio scolded them both and told them that they needed to at least get along in public and in front of the others. Vanilla was still extremely jealous of Bel and wanted to be the center of Dio's attention. Unfortunately, his fixation on Dio's affection took a toll on his mental health as a whole.

Bel was still very popular, especially with the gentlemen. Bel could have any fella he wanted, but for the sole purpose of messing with Vanilla, he always stroked Dio's massive....... ego. Vanilla would suck up to Dio so much that the other agents and servants really disliked him. In their eyes, he was pathetic and served no other purpose being there aside from being yet another one of Dio's boy toys.

A few years later (Bel: 25, Vanilla: 26), on one fateful day, something strange happened with Bel. He just... suddenly stopped caring about tormenting Vanilla. Bel started developing more of an interest in money, flashy items, and gaining power over others. Dio praised him for being greedy and prideful, but told him not to let all that power go to his head and remember who the real king is.

"Remember who the real king is..." Those words rang in Bel's ears and made xem very upset. Xe stewed in his thoughts for a few days, looking around the mansion and taking note of all the treasures. Vanilla followed xem around as stealthily as he could. Of course, Vanilla is very clumsy and trips over his own feet. Bel heard Vanilla and gave him a scolding for knocking over expensive items.

That morning, Bel waited until Dio was asleep in his coffin. There are several booby traps that they have bypassed many times before. They snuck their way into Dio's true slumber chamber. Ever so carefully, they opened the lid to his coffin. With wooden stake in hand, Bel plunged the weapon into Dio's-!!!

Hand! Dio had stopped the wood would-be vampire slayer with the palm of his hand. Dio awoken from his vampiric slumber as soon as he heard the lid to his coffin open. He had pretended to be asleep to see what would happen. If Dio hadn't been quick enough, Bel surely would've slain Dio.

They both stared at each other for a while. Bel, completely wide eyed and stunned that his plan didn't work... Dio, glaring with his glowing amber eyes straight into Bel's soul... After a few long moments of staring at each other, Dio uttered the words,

"Get out..."

Bel released their grip on the wooden stake, still stuck in the palm of their once-master's hand. They knew he didn't mean "get out of my chambers"... he meant "get out of this mansion."

Instead of killing Bel, or having the rest of his minions tear him apart, he decided to have Bel exiled. Bel was to never return to the mansion for as long as he lived. He was no longer welcome there. Not as a servant, not as a guest, nothing. Bel had very little time to get all of his things and leave. He was gone before Vanilla even woke up.

After that, Vanilla became the man everyone knows today. He picked up the slack Bel left behind. Although he is not as charismatic, attentive, or persuasive as Bel was, Vanilla still got a lot done around the mansion and then some.

Now onto Sugar Crash Void Bash (this is the gist of it as well as the ending scene. I will HOPEFULLY actually get to writing the SCVB fanfic. In case that never happens, here's what goes down in the lore!)

(there are spoilers beyond this point, but I want to get it out anyway!)

Bel's return! He was also affected by the Big Bloop like the others in our story. But there's something off about him... he's immortal! But how?! He's not a vampire! Why does he still look like he did back in the 80s? Why didn't he age a little bit like Vanilla, Tippy, and the gang?

It's the crown he wears... Though, it didn't always look like that. The reason why Bel started acting strange so suddenly way back then, was because he was snooping around in Dio's forbidden treasures. One of them was supposed to be destroyed. If even Dio didn't want it, you know it's bad. Bel placed the crown upon his head and something changed in him. (think Majora's Mask)

Bel immediately pried out the jewel from the crown and stole it. They went on to carry it around with them at all times. It even manifested itself onto Bel's stand, Gilded Cobra (the look is permanent, the power is not). They gained super intelligence and even more ability to persuade people into doing what they want. The jewel also granted them immortality without the added vampirism.

Later on, Vanilla and Tippy (as their fusion, Razz) discover that Bel is being mind-controlled by the jewel in his crown. Razz tells Ramon what's going on and they all have to try to get that crown away from him and destroy it. Bel attacks Razz with a beam that seemingly did nothing to them. Through panting, Bel tells them that he made him immortal so he'll just keep fighting him forever. Razz is confused because he will always look like he did when his separates were younger, no matter how much his separates age. But there is one problem... Razz can only exist for 24 hours at a time, and it's almost been 24 hours.

Bel gets attacked by Razz's stand, Volatile Amethyst. This is when they realize they may be immortal but they are not immune to physical attacks on his body. Bel tries to kill Razz, but Ramon uses Sugar Crash to attack Bel. Sugar Crash knocks the crown off of Bel's head... but that's not enough. Bel still tries to kill Razz.

Ramon finds that he needs to destroy the jewel inside of the crown to prevent anyone else from being corrupted by its power. Ramon desperately smashes the jewel with Sugar Crash's fists, breaking the floor in Bel's palace.

Bel and Razz are fighting each other physically as well as having their stands attack each other. Both of them are badly bruised and bloody, all while Ramon is frantically trying to destroy this evil jewel. With one final blow to the jewel and a cry from the poor boy, the jewel cracks.

Bel staggers a bit, his eyes are wide. Razz looks confused, then he notices Ramon breaking the jewel. Suddenly, Razz is slowly pulling apart. It's been 24 hours and Razz splits apart into Vanilla and Tippy. They watch Bel twitch around and contort a bit as the jewel is being shattered by Ramon.

Finally, Ramon shatters the evil jewel to pieces. Bel contorts backwards and the demon of the jewel releases them from their grasp. They fall backwards, appearing to have been killed.

Vanilla and Tippy have the same injuries all over their bodies, they look over at one another. Vanilla smiles,

"You look 15 years younger." Tippy touches his bruised cheek and smiles back,

"You too..."

They hear Bel groaning in pain. Vanilla, Tippy, and Ramon are all on guard. Bel sits up and gets on his knees,

"Wh....what? Where the hell am I?" He looks up, completely shocked. He doesn't even know he's in his own palace. Everyone discovers that Bel hardly remembers anything after the jewel took him over all those years ago. Dio explains that he doesn't know where the original crown came from, but he knew that it needed to be destroyed. As soon as he saw Bel was wearing that jewel, he had to banish him.

But that wasn't the only reason he didn't have Bel killed. Dio respected the hell out of them. They were so intelligent and cunning, so charming and manipulative that they were able to trick even Dio.

Bel truly never even liked Dio in the first place. They were planning on forming a rebellion against him to take over his mansion, but the jewel only sped up the process.

They soon learn Bel's full name is Beleza Muscadine as well.

Also over time, Vanilla and Tippy get to know Bel a lot better, and they all fall in love with each other.

The End??

(more to add and edit soon!!)

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hnghhh i know it isn't mermay but i hope you doodle a mer bel cause like...there's something inherently merfolky about their design. they got the mer vibe

I was actually planning on that! ☺️ I have both Bel and Emmanuel's merfolk designs as a work in progress 💙💜✨

Bel is going to be a beautiful dazzling merman, they might also have a little bit of bioluminescence on their tail ☺️✨ Xe will be adorned with jewelry which xe stole from sailors- (I'll still give him fangs because I just like the idea of most merfolk having fangs)

Emmanuel is going to be some kind of eel, like Vanilla! 🫶 He'll still have his scars and even some bites 😎✨. He'll also still have his eye patch, but I might make it a shell!! He will most likely have a little bit of a tear in his fin too 😭

But yeah, I'm working on them 🫶✨ Bel is most likely to have their drawing done first though because I'm in love with him 😭

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What would Bel and Emmanuel be in the seaphire mermaid AU?

Oh dang-

I think Bel would probably be some kind of super sparkly dazzling merman! He would have a beautiful blue tail with a subtle rainbow shimmer. Of course, xe would also adorn ximself in any treasures xe stole from humans.

Emmanuel would definitely be some kind of eel because he's related to Vanilla! He would still have his scars but also bite marks as well from being attacked by other merfolk. His tail would be a beautiful white and gold!