#i am a Krel enjoyer before I am a human but I love Aja too

[capper-tan]

Chapters 13-15 :) @akozuheiwa

All with color this time :o I wanted to try and challenge myself

Also still deciding on how exactly I want to redesign the Akiridions. I like making them more Creature™.

[smallgirl10101]

My 3Below OC

Hi!

I'm no good at art but at least I'm good at writing or descriptions!

So that's what I'm here to do!

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So Ania, yes I used my name I am quite aware, is a human that lives in Arcadia Oaks.

Shes 15 years old and works at the coffee shop, the record store, and any other job she can find. She lives with her uncle. She is American on her fathers side and Russian on her mothers side. While she does not speak in a Russian accent she can speak Russian very fluently.

When she was around ten years old her parents and her little sister were killed by a home invader. Her uncle, her fathers older brother, was the only living relative that could take her in. He didnt like that fact that she was living in his house for free so he made her take multiple jobs at a young age.

She is selfless, kind, protective, and fiery. She would be the adult in the group, making sure everyone was taken care of. She would also be the one lecturing someone if they made a mistake. She is home schooled but the main subject she focuses on is English Literature. Shes a fantastic writer and loves to show her work or say her opinion through speech.

She has short brown hair with bangs on the right side of her face, emerald green eyes, and 5,1. Shes extremely short for someone her age and shes sort of on the chubby side. She wears a dark purple blouse, a black pencil skirt, and black high heels. She also wears a silver rose necklace, and black rose ear rings that belonged to her mother, with big round glasses in her face.

One day as she was having her break she saw a boy she had never seen before walk in front of the coffee shop. Her boss/uncle told her to offer him a sample of their new coffee, since there weren't many people in that day. She obeyed and offered it to the boy. He was... weird. Not funny weird just... weird. He acted as if he had no clue what she was talking about. He was a teenager who didnt know what coffee was, which was pretty rare. She took him into the shop where she gave him a cup... that he spit all over the floor. She was kind to him non the less, even though she had to mop up the coffee and got yelled at by her uncle later. She offered him a seat at her table since she was still technically on her break.

The boy introduced himself as Krel Tarron. 'Strange name for a kid. Maybe hes from another country?' Through out the rest of the evening they talked, laughed, smiled, and over all had an amazing conversation for a good 3 hours. That was until she saw something in his eyes... they were... black? And glowing? She asked him about it and all the boy could say was, "Kleb!" Before he rushed out of the shop.

Over the next few weeks the boy had come to the coffee shop to talk to her or just see her. They had become close friends and knew almost everything about each other.

She had to admit he was rude at times, quite full of himself, but she knew he meant well. He was her only friend really. Since she was homeschooled and her uncle didnt exactly let her out of his sight she didnt have time for friends.

She would show him her stories and he would show her his inventions. They were pretty impressive. They looked like something right out of a sci-fi movie.

While Ania was indeed a very intelligent girl she was also extremely clueless. Krel didnt realize his feelings for her until the day her uncle allowed her to attend public school.

They both had language arts together and apparently there was a short story paper due. Even though she was new and just attended school that day she was the first to raise her hand. She always kept her journals in her bookbag and they were filled with different stories. When the teacher called on her she rushed to the front of the room with a smile on her face.

Krel rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself watching her so excited. He leaned back in his chair and listened. His eyes got wider and wider with each sentence she read, with such passion and excitement. He gulped as he felt his core suddenly warm up. "What is this feeling?"

Weeks went by and he acted differently around Ania then he usually would. His face would warm up spontaneously, his hands would shake, and he was ruder then usual. He didnt know what to do. He was so confused and frustrated. He ran straight home after his hang out with Ania hadnt gone as he had hoped. He thought he might be sick. Aja was listening in on her younger brothers conversation with the mothership. She screamed as she ran over and spun her brother around. "AJA! PUT ME DOWN AT ONCE!" "A CRUSH!" "... What?" "YOU HAVE A CRUSH LITTLE BROTHER! YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ANASTASIA!" "... What? No! That's impossible! Shes a human! I could never find humans attractive! Of course, I do believe Anastasia is quite intelligent and witty and humorous and she is enjoyable to talk to and shes the only human on this mud ball that I see as an equal but that doesnt mean I- ... kleb."

Even though it was extremely obvious that Krel had feelings for Ania, she didnt even notice. It was painful to watch. Especially when Aja and Steve would help Krel get Anias attention, giving her compliments or gifts, and she would usually say, "Awww! Thanks Krel! Stop being such a sweetheart will ya?" Steve once had to hold Aja back from just blurting it out or more or less screaming it out.

The day Ania learned what they were was an eventful day for everyone.

She was locking up the coffee shop, like every night, when someone was thrown above her. They landed in an ally way in a pile of garbage.

Being the curious and worried person that she was she slowly walked toward them.

"H-Hey... um... are you ok?" She could see something glowing from under the trash.

"D-DONT COME ANY CLOSER!"

"Look I'm not gonna- Krel? Oh my God are you ok!?"

"UM Y-YES! PERFECTLY FINE! I DO NOT REQUIRE ASSISTANCE! YOU MAY LEAVE!"

"... Krel you were just thrown across the street. I'm pretty sure you'll need some assistance. Is that your phone or-" She went for his hand- hands? "What in the-"

He tried to cover himself with the trash but the bag had ripped and trash was scattered everywhere.

She looked down at her friend, well who she thought was her friend, he was... she had no idea what he was. Her eyes widened.

Krel slowly stood with his four arms up, "Ok. Do not freak out. I have a perfectly normal and nonbizzare reason as to why I look like this."

She took a step back, "Wha- How- What are-" She fainted. He caught her with his four arms.

He sighs. "Great." He threw down his serrator and it turned into a overboard. He jumped onto it and flew to the mothership.

When she woke up she was greeted by three big blue... things. She screamed and backed up. "WH-WHO ARE YOU!? WHA-WHAT ARE YOU!? AM I DREAMING!? DID I ACCIDENTLY DRINK THE ALCOHOLIC COFFEE!?"

"Sweet Saklos stop screaming! Your fine!"

"... Krel?" She looks at the other two. "... Aja? ... Mr. Vex?"

"THE HUMAN KNOWS TOO MUCH! SHE MUST BE DESTROYED!" Vex turns his serrator into a sword.

Aja stands in front of her. "We are not killing her! She will not tell anyone!"

"Tell anyone what!? Can SOMEONE explain to me what's happening!? What are you guys!?"

The three look at each other. The big one, whom she assumed was Mr. Vex, groaned and put down his weapon. They explained to her what they were, who they were, and how they got here. Her eyes grew wider with every word. By the end of it she was in a state of complete shock.

"Please do not start screaming again." Krel rubbed the back of his neck. "You... do not fear us... do you?"

Ania, surprisingly, threw her arms around Krels neck and pulled him into a hug. She laughed.

"ARE YOU KIDDING!? I JUST FOUND OUT MY BEST FRIENDS ARE ALIENS FROM ANOTHER PLANET! IM THRILLED! I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS!"

Krels face has never been brighter. His core warmed up quickly and he was stiff as a board. He didn't know what to do at that moment. He chuckled and slowly wrapped his four arms around the small round girl.

She snickered after a few moments. "... Krel? You, heh, you can let go of me now."

His eyes widen and he quickly pulled away. "Y-Yes well. I'm sure you will not see us the same."

"Hmmm... I don't know. Awkward, check! Dorky, check! Intelligent, check! Cocky, check! Kinda full of himself, check!" She let's go and stands on top of the couch. She ruffles his hair. "Poofy hair, check!" She cups his face. "Adorable facial features, double check!" She smiles. "I'm describing Krel Tarron just as I would describe Prince Krel Tarron of Akiridion-4 or 5 or whatever! Your still my best friend!"

Krel smiled widely. He couldnt help but stare.

"Pfff what are YOU staring at? I'm not the one with four arms and glowing blue skin Mr. Tarron."

His eyes widened and he stood back so her hands were no longer on his face. He glared. "I am not STARING! I would never stare at YOU! You were the one that decided to cup my face!" He groaned. "Now I smell of coffee and lavendar! Ugh! Disgusting!" He stomped to his lab.

She raises an eye brow. "What was that all about?"

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And that's it! I know its not as good as others I'm sure you've seen but hey... at least I tried!

~ Anastasia

[im-the-king-of-the-ocean]

Recipe for Success

Inspired by an ask sent in by @eurydykakaput some time back where Aja proposes to Jim and they get engaged (I started writing this soon after the ask but I had to break from it to ensure my Morgana story would be ready for posting on time).

Anyway, here’s a short story where, soon after Fialkov and Coranda (Aja’s parents) fully recover, they have a ‘meet the parents’-type dinner.

“So, my Akiridion may be a little rusty, but I’m fairly certain this means we’re supposed to let it cook for twenty minutes.”  Stuart looks up from the recipe page in his interplanetary cookbook.

“Cook or simmer?”  Jim, not for the first time, asks for clarification.  He’s learned by now that he should.

“Yeah, so technically, it says we should let it ‘energize’ for twenty mekrons, but we don’t have an Akiridion Energizer, so I’d say the oven is our best bet.”  Stuart scratches the back of his head.  He smiles reassuringly at Jim.  “It’s worth a try.  I mean, what’s the worst that can happen?”

Wordlessly, Jim points to Attempt #6, still clinging adamantly to the ceiling.

“I see your point.  But, we know what went wrong there, so we won’t make the same again.  This’ll all work out.  You’ll see, Jimmy.”

“Don’t.”  Jim winces.  “Call me ‘Jimmy’.”

“Okay, yeah, didn’t sound right coming out of the mouth.”

Jim sighs.  “It’s fine.”  He runs a hand over one of his horns.

“Hey, something wrong?”  Stuart walks over to Jim and reaches up to place a reassuring hand on his shoulder.  “Other than, you know, my poor choice in attempted nicknames?  I know we don’t know each other that well, but you can talk to me.”

Jim brushes off Stuart’s hand.  “Just nerves, I guess.  I want—I need—this to go well.  I really like Aja.”  He pauses.  “I don’t exactly have a good track record of getting girlfriends’ parents to like me, and they’re royalty.”  He throws out his hands in front of him.  “They can literally command she never see me again and it’ll actually mean something.  This has to go well.”

“Ah, but you are forgetting,” Krel says as he walks in Stuart’s kitchen.  “Just how stubborn Aja is.  All because we are royalty, it doesn’t mean she will listen if she doesn’t want to.”  He examines Stuart’s oven.  “This isn’t going to be enough to do what you want it do.  But.”  He took out something that looked like a screwdriver but wasn’t from his pocket.  “Give me a horvath, I’ll see what I can do.”  He grins at Jim.

“You haven’t been returning any of my texts, how did you—?”

“It’s an old Akiridion tradition to let our siblings’ significant others struggle a bit before helping them.  Also, listening in on your rather humorous attempts to make Akiridion food without the proper equipment was quite enjoyable.”  Krel unscrews the oven door.  He takes a glowing ball out of his pocket, pokes it so it’ll grow from its traveling size to its regular one, and sets it to start emitting music.  “Now, out.  Both of you.  I need time to work without you two cluttering up my workspace.”  He shoos them out of the kitchen.

...

Jim looks up at the familiar lights of his house, and gulps.  His hands tighten protectively around the dish he, Stuart, and Krel prepared.

This is it.

Aja appears in the doorway, and then runs out to wrap her arms around him.  “I’m so glad you’re finally here,” she whispers in his ear before kissing his cheek.  “I think Mama and Papa freak out your mother.”

“Oh,” Jim responds.  “Be careful!”  He quickly follows up with, as Aja almost knocks the dish out of his hands.  “We spent hours making it!”

“What is it?”  Aja pokes the dish’s lid.

“A surprise.  For dinner.”  Jim grins.

Aja tries to pry the lid off.

Jim stops her.  “I told you, it’s a surprise.”  He clamps a hand down on the lid.  “So, you aren’t allowed to see it.”

“Pleeeease?”  Aja pouts.  “For me.”

“It is for you.”  Jim sidesteps around Aja.  “You’ll see it when we sit down to eat.” He heads into the house, purposefully ignoring how Aja harrumphs after him.

Inside, both Jim and Aja’s parents are on the couch.  Fialkov and Coranda tower above Barbara, who, given her body language, is indeed unnerved.  Just a little bit.  Though, it’s more likely that’s because her potential in-laws are royalty rather than extraterrestrials.

Yesterday, she’d tried to pick Jim’s brain for all he knew on how to properly welcome Akiridion royalty into one’s home.  Jim reassured his mom; because they were on Earth, far, far away from Akiridion-5 and its courts, Aja’s parents were perfectly fine with a dinner that followed human traditions.  Or, at least, that’s what they told Aja to tell Jim to tell Barbara.

Regardless, it is clear Jim’s mother isn’t completely comfortable, but she’s doing her best.

“Jim’s here!”  Aja rushes up beside him and yells.  One of her hands reaches for the lid over his dish again, and he has to maneuver away from her a second time.  “And he brought a surprise.”  She gestures to the dish.

All eyes turn to Jim.  He gulps, and decides perhaps it is the best time to reveal what he’s made after all.

Jim removes the lid.  “In your honor,” he speaks to Fialkov and Coranda.  “I’ve made yuuxurki.”  He shows them the food.  “Made with substituted ingredients indigenous to Earth and with help from Krel and Stuart of Durio.”  After quickly glancing at Aja’s parents, he adds, “As a way to merge Akiridion and Earth cuisine.  It probably won’t taste the same as what you’re used to, but I hope you enjoy it.”

Gently, Coranda takes the yuuxurki from Jim.  She smiles at him.  “It looks delicious.  Thank you, James.”  She holds up his offering so Fialkov can examine it too.

“You could have told me that outside,” Aja whispers to Jim while their parents are distracted.

Jim whispers back, “I was planning on having a better reveal, but you drew attention to it too early.”

“You should have told me that’s what you were going to do.”

“I did.  I told you it was a surprise.  You’re just impatient.”  Jim gives her a pointed look.

“I am not.” Aja blushes.  A dark turquoise color Jim finds cute takes over her cheeks.  “So, maybe I am.  But, if you are to be my Prince Consort, you must learn to tell me things before everyone else.”

“So, I can never surprise you?”  Jim teases.  “I thought you like my surprises.”

Aja retorts, “I do.  You are being impossible.”

“Oh, I-”

“Don’t stop.  I like it.”

“Ahem.”  Barbara coughs to get their attention.  “We should probably sit down before everything gets cold.”

“No, no, let them continue.”  Fialkov joins the conversation.  “Personally, I would like to see how far they’d go.”

Coranda adds, “Their banter is rather cute.”  She turns to Fialkov.  “Reminds me of us when we were young.”

“Mama!”  Aja groans.

Jim takes her hand in his and squeezes.  “Don’t listen to them,” he whispers in her ear.  “We can tease them back over dinner.”

“You have a plan?”

“I was hoping you’d help me come up with something, since, you know, you’re more creative.”

Aja grins at Jim.  “Of course.”

Together, they walk over to the dinner table.

…

Jim stretches as he prepares for bed.  Barbara offered him the chance to sleep in his old room, and he’d taken her up on that.

A knock on his window makes him jump.  Jim spins around in time to see a blue hand disappear up onto the roof.  He smiles, and then climbs out the window after it.

“Aren’t you supposed to be home?”  Jim asks Aja as he sits down beside her.

“But this is my home too.”  Aja laughs.  She stops and says, “I think that went well.  Don’t you?”

“I think your parents like me,” Jim answers.  “They didn’t seem to not like me, anyway.  And I know my mom already likes you a lot.”

Aja strokes his arm.  “They do.  They think you’re brave and kind and patient, which will be good for me.”  She rolls her eyes.  “Papa already wants to start teaching you how to be a good Prince Consort.”  Suddenly, her expression turns serious.  “Jim, can you promise me something?”

“Yes.  Anything.”

“Before we settle down into the royal life, we’ll go adventuring together.  Anywhere we want.  Just you and me.”

Jim kisses the tip of her nose.  “I know for a fact Blinky would love to help us build our very own spaceship.”  He cups her cheek.  “I will follow you anywhere.”  He quickly pecks her on the lips and then lays down beside her.  “I would like to see a planet other than Earth sometime in my life too.”  He pauses.  “But maybe not Durio.”

Aja giggles.  “You did not just assume the first planet I’d take you is Durio.”

“Maybe I did.”

“You’re impossible, Mr. Troll Boy.”

“Well, so are you, Girl From Beyond The Stars.”

“So, we’re impossible together.”

“It would appear so.”