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ana-lmao · 8 months ago

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Coded Shift (Chapter 2)

Sorry for being absent!! Have been busy!! Warnings: Swearing, code, g/t ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -Oh my god Thats what Charlie heard before opening his eyes, he seemed... Normal? Not taller or shorter... but.. why was Phil staring at him like that? Phil backed away a bit, a worried look was on his face, Charlie's code got worse, It was covering more then half his body, a single horn coming out of his head which was also black and green with numbers floating, He had a tail, shaped like what he would assume is a demon tail and claws.

-Charlie... -He said quietly, slowly approaching him. -W-What? -We need to talk. You're getting corrupted too much... -Corrupted? Don't be silly! Nothings wrong! -His tail sways without him noticing.

-Charlie that's not Juanaflippa! -He shouted. -What..? What do you mean? -It's a code Charlie! A Code! You need to stay away from it! Look at you!

Charlie looked at him confused, then angrily shouted: -SH3'S R34L!!!! Another glitch effect happened. -W-What the fuck?! -Phil was now looking up at Charlie, backing away.

*Philza is Bleeding, Philza was slain by Slimecicle* [Cellbit]: ??? [Cellbit]: Phil??? *Philza was slain by Sl1m3c1cl3* [Tubbo]: L [Tubbo]: L [Tubbo]: L

[+]El Mariana *Philza was slain by Sl1m3c1cl3* [Tubbo]: L [Tubbo]: O h [Tubbo]: Dam Phil what did you do [Cellbit]: Phil Coords [Roier]: Why's his name like that [Tubbo]: Why is he special [Phil]: egxilr [Cellbit]: Eggxile? *Philza was slain by Sl1m3c1cl3* [Philza]: ys [ElMariana]: Qué? [Roier]: Late to the party Mariana [ElMariana]: Cállate hijo de puta Cellbit hesitantly warps to EGGXILE, Him and Phil were just here a few hours ago and the place already looked so much worse. It was silent... too silent... -Phil?.. -He mumbled, before being surrounded by darkness, flickering 0's and 1's, he felt.. that the darkness was moving?.. He tried to get his sword out before he was in a random room surrounded by dirt and a few code blocks. -Cellbit!!! -He heard a scream from behind, it was Phil. -PHIL!! ARE YOU OKAY?! WHAT HAPPENED? WHERE ARE WE?! -Charlies.. code's worse, I don't know where we are tho. -What was the huge black uhh barrier thing? -That wasn't a barrier, it was- Phil was cut off by another crash. -OW WHAT GIVES??? -Tubbo!! are you hurt?! -Phil went over to him -I WAS JUST HANGING AROUND WITH SUNNY WHEN I WAS SUDDENLY CRASHED DOWN HERE!! Suddenly a small child-like figure starts approaching them. It places down a sign. -1'M S0RRY, 1'M S0RRY!!, 1 D1DN'T M34N F0R TH1S T0 H4PP3N!!! -What..? -The child came out of the shadows, it was "Juanaflippa". -What do you mean you didn't mean for this to happen?! You have been corrupting Slime for MONTHS now! YOU MADE HIM A MONSTER. -Phil yells at Flippa and she places down another sign. -1 Just m1ss3d p4p@ 4nd 1 d1dn't w4nn@ l3@v3 h1s s1d3!! -You aren't Juanaflippa... He's not your father! And you are not his child! -Cellbit approaches her. -1 4M!!! Th3 f3d3r4t10n m4d3 m3 l1k3 th1s, th3y t0ld m3 1 c0uld s33 p4p@ 4g@1n but w1th c0nc3qu3nc3s, 1'm s0rry... 1 d1dn't kn0w... They were all stunned, it was her after all. -So wait, wait- What's happening to Charlie now?-Tubbo asked to break the silence. -Th3 bl4ck v01d th4t br0ught y0u h3r3 w@sn't a barr13r... -What was it then? -Cellbit asked, getting closer and crouching down. -P4p4 -What? -1t w4s p@p4 -But how?.. -Th3 c0d3 m4d3 h1m l1k3 th4t -Like?... -B1g -Oh. *On the surface* -donde está todo el mundo? -Mariana was walking around looking for people before teleporting to eggxile since he saw the chat earlier. -Slime? -M4r1n4....-Mariana heard a glitchy voice, similar to Slimes -QUÉ?! -Why 4r3 y0u h3r3. -Why are you here?! This is my husbands place! -G0 1n th3 h0us3 -Why? -... -G0 1n th3 h0us3. -No I won't Suddenly Mariana gets tied by.. something. -EH? WHAT IS THIS?! -1 t0ld y0u t0 g0 1ns1d3... A shadow looms over Mariana, A demonic figure with flickering 0's and 1's, Horns, one shorter then the other, a tail, which seems to be wrapped around him and just a bit of human skin. The figure was Towering over Mariana, it sounded and looked familiar... but why.. -LET ME GO!!! -N0. -WHAT EVEN ARE YOU?! YOU'RE WORSE THEN THE HORRIFIC OTHER MOBS HERE! AN ACTUAL FUCKING MONSTER- WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY HUSBAND?! The figure stopped. -1-1'm n0t @ m0nst3r... -Shut up and LET ME GO! The figure lets go and starts.. whining. It tries to hide behind the small "house" which obviously doesn't work. -W-What?.. -Mariana stayed still for a bit. -1'm n0t @ m0nst3r... 1'm f1n3... 1 just w4nt t0 pr0t3ct h3r.. -Wait- Slime-? He approaches the figure. -Slime?.. Wh- What happened?! Charlie goes back to normal height, putting his head in his knees. -Mi amor.. I'm sorry- Mariana tries to comfort Slime -Do you hate me..? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 1: https://www.tumblr.com/ana-lmao/742474743195811840/couldnt-upload-coded-shift-chapter-i-normally?source=share

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guppybubbles · 1 year ago

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Maybe I'm the Monster.

Set after the court trial for Juana Flippa's life. Juana Flippa is brought back to life, but Charlie is still paranoid. In an attempt to make sure he can protect her, he calls an old friend.

CONTENT WARNING: Rituals, Dealing with the Devil

WORD COUNT: 2,251 words

“The monster's gone, he's on the run and your daddy's here. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful girl.”

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This wasn’t paranoia. It was far from it.

If anything, this was just a parent making sure mistakes— misclicks— don’t happen again, Slime justified. This was right.

On the large branch growing out from his balcony, an ashy finger traced the bark and formed a circle. Slime drew a symbol in the middle of the circle, holding a candle in his other hand to even make out whatever he was smearing on the wood. It was the dead of night, everyone on the island has gone to bed after doing another day of completing tasks for the eggs.

JuanaFlippa wasn’t home. After that entire court fiasco, Mariana at least had the effort to be there for his daughter more frequently than before- even if all it took was a case of murder. Mariana took Flippa back to his own home, and Charlie went back to Sacapuntas. He’d been invited to join them in telling Juana a bedtime story and a lullaby, even being offered to sleep right next to Mariana but he declined.

Flippa’s death terrified him to his core. The moment his anger subsided after watching her death unfold in a recording, it was quiet. So horribly quiet. He kept checking the list of tasks they had to accomplish and sat quietly in her room, waiting for her to pop out somewhere like it was a horribly late April Fools’ Prank, but she never came and the tasks were left unchecked for days.

But thanks to that court case he bargained for, she has her life back, and Charlie will make sure this would never happen again.

Slime carefully lit candles and gently placed them down on the border of the circle. This could’ve been a fire hazard, putting down candles right on top of a flammable structure, but most of his home was still blown up anyway so more damage wasn’t that big of a problem. “You better show up.” He stepped away from the circle and stretched an arm, holding his hand right above the center. A sharp knife slid across his palm in a swift motion, and slowly blood dripped down.

The thick liquid seeped into the ash and the poorly drawn summoning circle started shifting to a dark red hue, faintly glowing. The candles’ flames waved wildly in different directions, not following the gentle breeze of the night. Then, all together the candles were hushed and the faint glow slowly died.

Slime frowned. It didn’t work. He did everything right and it didn’t work.

Like an explosion, the flames erupted once more. Aggressive, unnatural, and way bigger than the standard flare. The red glow turned brighter until it all calmed down. Standing in the middle of the circle stood an imposing figure.

“Hello, my friend!” Pitch-black eyes shined with glee. A tall bear demon with red fur finally showed himself after a dramatic entrance. “So good to see you, how have you been?”

“Flippa almost died.” Charlie went straight to the point, staring directly into those void eyes. Afraid that if he blinked, he’d lose dominance over the ruler of Hell. “I need- She needs something more to protect her.”

“More? But doesn’t she have a gun?”

“Does she- Do you see the monsters out there?! They weirdly have stronger armor than most of us on the island do. I need something… something more!”

“More?” The demon asked.

“More. Something bigger, something stronger. Please, I’ll do anything.” Slime begged.

Rubius rubbed his hand against his chin in deep thought. Charlie kept his hands clasped together. He knows he's asking for too much, first, it was a weapon for his daughter, then a court case to bring her back to life, now, he's asking for something more.

Could you blame him? Flippa is the first ever egg to perish, it instilled fear in every parent that their children were very much capable of dying. Even worse, she dies at the hands of his partner. It didn't even matter that the dragon might come back and reign hell on him and Mariana, what mattered was his baby was gone.

A single mistake and his beautiful daughter died in her sleep.

Slime won't let that happen again, ever.

“Okay, I think I know something that can help you—”

“Yes- yes! Anything, man. I'll take anything and everything you can give.”

There was a look of annoyance in Rubius' eyes, and Charlie should've known to apologize for cutting him off.

The demon held his hand out, and Charlie gladly took it.

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It was the next morning. JuanaFlippa munched on the sandwich that Papa Mariana packed for her.

Papa guided her back home to La Ciudad del Sacapuntas but stopped a decent distance away from Papa Charlie’s blown-up house. It seemed despite beginning to get along after the trial for her life, there was still a long road ahead of them before they return to that stage of disgusting romance where they brag about every romantic thing they do to each other to everyone (and she means everything).

Papa kissed her forehead goodbye and she excitedly ran to the broken part of the wall. Flippa wasn’t sure if Papa Charlie continued to sleep in his place when it was still a very long time until it could be fully restored to its normal condition, she hoped he was sleeping somewhere safe and warm. Perhaps she could ask Leo if her dad could rebuild the house. Then again, Uncle Foolish tends to charge quite a lot, and she’s heard building makes him a bit crazy…

Both of her papas agreed that Flippa cannot stay in her room for a while until everything is fixed. The ashes and fumes she might inhale are highly dangerous, she may have been brought back to life, but her life was still as fragile as it was before.

Flippa waited patiently, staring up at her papa’s elevated home and expecting him to greet her with a loud smile and a healthy lunch pack in his hand. She knew out of the two of them, papa Mariana was the better cook, but Papa Charlie genuinely does try his best to make stuff she likes. He makes a lot of avocado toast, which is what he is mostly capable of cooking, but she doesn’t mind, it’s her favourite after all.

She coughed slightly, her hand beginning to cover her nose and her mouth to shield it from the floating dust. This is bad… Papa always warned her to wear a face mask whenever she was going to enter and leave Sacapuntas. There were times when she didn't listen to his lectures and felt fine, yet it was beginning to be a bit more dusty than usual.

Was this normal?

Flippa stumbled backward as she tried to evade the forming clouds. She almost tripped but still attempted to hold herself upright.

That's when she felt it.

Steady, rhythmic rumbles of the ground. Shaky hands pulled out a gun with a red bow tied on top, matching with her best friend who had a smaller green ribbon used to tie her braids on their gun as well. She remained the brave, little girl her fathers raised her to be. She'd just have to wait until Papa Charlie comes down to protect her (though she remembers times when she had to help him instead, shooting down monsters and helping him up when he's fallen).

A giant hand gripped the side of the wall, and another slammed to the ground. She almost screamed in terror, if not for the fact that air caught in her throat and she began coughing once more. Flippa closed her eyes in fear of the big monster in front of her, wrapping her arms around herself to calm her fearful quivers.

“Oh- Flippa! Are you okay?”

It’s her papa. He’s here to stop the scary sounds, the scary rumbles, the scary giant. Flippa shakingly reached for him, who sounded so close yet so far. “Are you hurt? Sorry, papa went through some… changes.”

She realized the rumbling she had sensed earlier had stopped, and the giant’s presence still loomed, but how? Papa got rid of the monster, it sounded like he was right above her! Flippa opened her eyes, breath quickening as she immediately noticed the large hand still on the ground. She looked up and met eyes with her papa Charlie.

Papa smiled, that same smile he reserved specifically for her, the smile that soothed her troubles and made her feel safe from any scary monsters under her bed… but it was wrong. “Good morning, Flippa.”

While she knew her papa wasn’t completely human, he wasn’t… part giant or monster at all. No, it was wrong. She knew her papa. She knew he didn’t have black, protruding horns, ones that resembled the demon that she met during the afterlife. He didn’t have sharp teeth either, his teeth were strong enough to rip into a zombie’s flesh but it didn’t look like a large knife that could easily chew and gobble her up. He just.. looked wrong. The giant may share the same face, the same voice, the same smile as her papa, but he’s not her papa. No. Not her papa.

“Papa…” Flippa quietly called out for her papa, her real one.

The monster’s pointy ears twitched, another trait she knows he doesn’t have, and he replied like how her papa would. Same tone and all. She wouldn’t be fooled, she knew it was a trick. “Yeah? What do you need, Flippa?”

“Papa…” She whined, calling out again. She could feel her fear reach her eyes, and tears began to well up. Her voice was breaking as she backed away. “Papa..”

Flippa could see the monster twist his face in concern, piecing together something in his head. Whatever he was piecing together, she doesn’t know. “Oh, Flippa..” The monster moved, and she almost screamed again, yet she couldn’t find it in her to do so. He lowered himself even more despite kneeling already, trying to be at eye level with her. It doesn’t work, he’s still so big. “I- I know Papa looks different, but it’s okay! It’s still me, see? I’m not gonna hurt you.” His hand was slow, maybe he did it on purpose to not scare her, but as it approached her and took more of her vision, it only raised her heartbeat even more.

“NO! Go-... GO AWAY!” She found her voice, and she yelled. The monster looked hurt, maybe it would be the same face Papa would make, she wouldn’t know, she’s never yelled at her papa before. She never will. Yelling at the monster seemed to work though, because he stopped his attempt at grabbing her.

“Flippa, don’t cry… It’s me, Charlie, your papa?-”

“NO! YOU’RE NOT MY PAPA!” Flippa cried out, clenching her fists and stomping stubbornly on the floor. “I want… I WANT MY PAPA!”

“Slime..?” Papa Mariana’s voice was quiet, so quiet. Yet they both heard it. Flippa immediately ran to his side, hugging his legs and sobbing quietly. Her tears stained his yellow pants, she felt her papa’s hand gently hold the top of her head.

“Slime, it’s- what happened to you, man?” Flippa tugged her papa’s shirt gently. No, that’s not Papa Charlie. Don’t speak to him, let’s go to my real papa. She wanted to speak, to warn him, but sobs and whining only came out of her throat. Mariana didn’t take it as a warning, wrapping an arm around Juana’s legs and lifting her up, she began to hide at the crook of his neck, arms wrapping over his shoulders.

“Mariana…” The monster whispered, sounding like he was pleading, trying to be sympathetic. Juana whined again, moving impatiently on her papa’s arm so he could pay attention to her. Quietly, she mumbled. “I want to go home…”

Mariana adjusted her position so she’d have less of a chance of falling as she moves around in his arms, he looked at her in the eyes. His face softened up, gently kissing her forehead. “Bien, te llevaré a casa ahora mismo.” He softly spoke, wiping away the stains of tears on her face.

Somehow, the monster heard them. “You- are you taking her home? Let me come along. With you, please.” He begged. There was a look of uncertainty in Mariana’s eyes, he looked at Juana again. She shook her head a little, gripping tightly on her papa’s shirt. At the corner of her eye, she could see a slight twist of expression. He probably saw her shake her head.

“Sorry, Slime. Let me take Juana home, okay? Let’s… Let’s talk about this later.”

Without another word, Mariana turned away and Juana rested her head on her papa’s shoulder. She was facing the giant again and she almost regretted saying no. The monster was looking at Mariana with a dejected expression, maybe even apologetic. She turned away, hiding beneath the crook of her papa’s neck again and pretending to fall asleep.

Charlie wanted to plead with Mariana, even plead for Flippa to just stay a bit longer, but he saw their fear. Flippa had never yelled at him before, always so soft-spoken and sweet, his daughter. Yet, she’s the one who turned and ran away in fright. He would never hurt her, or Mariana. They had to understand that, but he couldn’t force them here and make them listen to him, so he stayed where he was.

And just like that, Charlie was left alone.

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“Bien, te llevaré a casa ahora mismo.” ;; “Okay, I’ll take you home right now.” (Sorry if it's a mistranslation, I used Google translation. Please tell me if it's wrong so I can fix it!)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this a really long time ago, literally like, right after Juana Flippa was revived, I immediately pulled out my laptop and began writing 💀 I finished it during my hiatus, but I never found the courage to post it. To celebrate (not) Flippa's return, I decided to post this!! I hope you enjoyed reading it :) *disappears back into the shadowss*

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