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The Rocky Horror Official Poster Magazine No. 1 (1979, Starfleet Productions, Inc.)
? Not to be confused with The Rocky Horror Picture Show Official Poster Magazine No. 1 (1979, Blake Publishing Corp.).... ?
Scans by me! Trying to scan giant, deeply creased, 45 year old poster paper with an 11inx8in scanner was psychological horror to me ngl. I was able to get this decent condition issue on eBay for $20.00... As of right now, there are a handful of listings around the same price and condition, if anyone is wondering (=
#i promise i'll be back to my regularly scheduled posting soon enough!!#make no mistake i'm no more normal than i was a month ago#rhps#rocky horror picture show#caulifiya.zip
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Wow, it's been a hot minute since I was last here in an interacting, not lurking way, but let's try this again!
I'm Jade, a 30-something year old mama and storyteller cleverly disguised as a grown ass woman. I have trouble with consistency and I hate being in charge, but I promise I can tell a good story.
Things have been gradually getting to be too much over the past ... 8 or 9 months or so? I have a bad habit in which I'll set reasonable goals and schedules for myself, get bored at the difficulty level, and start increasing the intensity of too many things, too quickly, without giving myself time to adjust to anything properly, and then wonder why I feel like I'm drowning. It's something I'm working on.
There's this app called Sprout? It helps. You get a cute bird friend to help encourage you to complete tasks and take care of yourself. Message me if you're on Sprout, too, and you want a friend!
So yeah, I'm a mama first, always. I started working part time at my youngest gremlin's preschool, but I'll be backing off that a little bit soon, so that should give me a consistent day to create.
My original stories that I first started telling everyone about? They've changed so much! I have a different structure, now, and so many potential new stories to write. The same premise, though - A world in which a small portion of the population has superpowers. A country in which you either register your superpowers with the government so that you can use them legally (sanctioned), or don't register them, gaining the title non-Sanctioned, and risk imprisonment or worse if you're found out. And of course, the theme to the series is action/thriller romance in which the villain (or vigilante) gets the girl, because heroes are nice and all, but at the end of the day, don't you want someone willing to burn the world down just to see you smile? I'll go on more about it in another post, don't want to make this one drag on too long.
Oh! And I started a business, bc of course I didn't have enough I was trying to do already, but it's already registered and legal and everything, even if I don't have my own website up yet. I've been learning about how to put websites together, so if you have any questions about that, feel free to drop a question to me! Once I get over the imposter syndrome, I'll be wanting to work with authors, especially romance authors, and I know Squarespace best, but I know a lot of "best practice" stuff that's helpful for any platform, too.
So yeah, if any of this peaks your interest, feel free to say hi. Like I said, I'm inconsistent and trying to work out why I'm not getting notifications that people have been messaging me? I set an alarm to help me remember to check that regularly, so communication should improve (if you have messaged me and are waiting on a response, I'm so sorry!)
And if you're a writer, too, tell me about what you're working on! I like most stuff and I'll be happy to gush about your fic with you, fan or oc!
Take care of yourself, ok?
~ Jade
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Update at End of May
Right, it’s been a while since I gave you guys an update. So I figure I will outline what the schedule looks like for the next slate of projects! On an essential level, things are looking really promising for wrapping up Phase 1 way before the end of the year... but we'll see. It all depends on whether I can be prepared with a good backlog of chapters.
So, here’s the rub:
Widowmaker: This was finished well over a week or so ago, and now it’s probably my biggest fic so far other than Iron Man and Hulk??? Not surprising, since sequels require a lot of context and this is... actually a really good entry point into the series. To that end, I am super happy with it — and will definitely be making more of these novella-length fics that focus on original/interim stories. I think they will balance the other fics with more stakes and more complicated plots, and the one-shots as well.
Thor: That leads me to my current project, Thor! I am in the swing of this, and having a blast — writing Jane, Erik and Darcy has been lots of fun. And I am also writing chapters from Loki's POV which have been really interesting, to say the least... hopefully, it's a nice, appropriately tortured perspective. (Can't wait for you Loki lovers to read them. 😉)
Starting in June, I plan to upload chapters regularly every three or four days — and aim to have this fic completed by the end of the month, or somewhere halfway through July. Act I is fully completed out of a planned five, and has seven chapters. As a teaser of what to expect: Act II will have six chapters, Act III will have five, Act IV will have seven and Act V will have eight. (A little uncertain on that last one, but again — we shall see.)
I am really looking forward to you guys seeing where this will go! It will be familiar, I admit. But hopefully, fresh and exciting at the same time, as there will be lots of little changes that might sprout out into big changes... but you will see how it all shapes together when I get back to it in June.
Which leads me to the next project — and the last big one before The Avengers.
Captain America: The First Avenger. Yep, I'm finally getting around to it — and considering how popular Captain America is in particular, I suspect this will find a lot of people. It will be a little dark and gritty, but also with a hint of science fiction that has made this subseries in particular so interesting... but I won't say anymore until it starts getting posted. I'm hoping that will be in the second half of June once I've written enough chapters, and then be completed after July. From then on... we'll see about where Steve Rogers goes next.
As well, I also will be working on two one-shots after both these projects... and one of them will lead directly into Avengers. But I'll talk more about that later. 😁
Alright, I think that's everything! Thank you all for being followers and catching up with what I'm doing. It's not really summer where I am, but I hope there will be enough here to create an exciting summer for you. See you soon!
— (M)
#ao3#fanfic#fanfiction#mcu fanfiction#marvel cinematic universe#marvel#thor#loki#the avengers#captain america#steve rogers
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HELLO EVERYBODY! been a while since i did one of these, i hope you're all doing well, and have a great day / night wherever you are. i'm officially back from my vacation which means i'm officially returning to this blog. yay! now you might be wondering what exactly this means, and truthfully, i'm not too sure yet either. what i do know is that i plan on being around here more regularly. also, i'm planning to finally start working on the christmas giveaway gifts ( if you're one of the winners i've messaged previously, i'll message you again in a few days to discuss details ).
another thing i'm not sure i've mentioned here yet: i got a new job last month which means i definitely don't have as much time anymore as i did previously. it's also one of the reasons i've been so absent since the start of the year because i had to get used to it, learn some new stuff, etc. my schedule changes every week so i can't even give you reliable info on when i'll be able to be here and do stuff but i promise you that'll be something i'll figure out.
anyway, as for content i've planned, i really should start going through my inbox and try to answer as many questions there as possible. things have been really piling up in there and i'm very sorry about the delay in answers. there are also a few requests (primarily for certain kinds of memes ) that i will be working on slowly but surely. in terms of memes, i have some half-finished ones sitting in my drafts so i might just post these sometime soon. additionally, there are some other things i started working on a while back ― like some psds, templates, etc. ― that i might try finishing. so just a whole bunch of new content to use.
one new thing i might try out in the future is something one of you mentioned when i made that post about putting some very time-consuming or image-heavy templates behind some kind of temporary paywall. not sure how exactly i'm gonna do this yet ( i have a few ideas and websites, like patreon, in mind already, but i first want to see all the different possibilities i have on what site and what makes it the easiest and most user friendly for both you and me ). but that is something that's probably gonna take a few weeks / months still ― we'll see.
even though i could probably go on for a while and tell you about everything that's going on in my mind regarding this blog and its future, that's gonna be all for today. because honestly ― none of it is ever set in stone and while i do have some exciting things i wanna do here, real life can always get in the way so i feel back if i make too many promises i then have to delay. but i'm gonna try my best because i care about all of you people, the rpc as a whole, this stupid little hellsite i could curse multiple times a day, and although it's not much i do wanna contribute a little something to make this a nicer place for everyone.
so yeah, take care everyone, don't forget to drink enough water and get enough sleep, and i'll talk to you again soon. 🧡
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Update on the home front & Fics!
Hey dearies!
I know it's been a hot minute since y'all've heard from me and wanted to let you know what's going on.
Moving. It's been... a process. We started with 3 notebook pages of potentials at the start of the year and I was hopeful and positive we'd be able to get things settled quickly with plenty of time to spare. I was wrong. Of those three pages of numbers and websites, none of them were suitable fits. They either refused pets or young children (4yr old son Jayce, Smalls the Chihuahua), or were 200% over budget and worth. Then Daniel's one good friend from work came and saved the day with info on a nearby neighborhood. And we were approved and accepted!
Then came packing, organizing, and cleaning old place as well as trying not to rip my hair out when something was needed after it's been put away. I hate up-rooting/moving in general but this time even more so as I've been trying to keep Jayce's schedule as intact as possible. Success is questionable.
Old place was spotless when we left it. Even the hard to reach areas that I'm sure never saw any love until we moved in. The keys are now turned in and we are waiting for deposit to come back (fingers crossed!)
Cable man just came and installed internet so I am now no-longer limping by solely on mobile data. phew! It was getting strained there for bit...
I'll still be MIA for a little while though because I can finish unpacking now without worring about blocking anything important! Bathroom is done. Kitchen is 90% done, bedroom about 60% and we probably will have to get a small storage unit. I'm going to try to toss/donate as much as we can let go but I still don't think it will be enough...
Jayce has transitioned well and each time we turn down the road to new place he says “our new house” in a sing song voice (cutest thing I've heard him do lately). Smalls the Chihuahua is having a harder time though with us being close to a train station AND a school with a bell schedule. If you pray for anyone in my home, pray for Smalls the Chihuahua.
Where does that put me on the fics?
I haven't touched Frat really at all since the last update, but it is outlined. The packing/cleaning has helped me think through and clear up several murky areas. Yay!
Fox Hunt is 2800+ words right now and I still have a bit to go on it. Plus edit time to make it… not a hot mess.
I've been drabbling here and there on Diabolicus, it's planned out to the end (just like Frat) and should be finished up in 3/4 installments. I just need to be able to actually sit down and get to writing.
May have an epilogue to Prince/Frog in the works because I didn't get to tie up all the ends before the deadline
But BEFORE the next DB or Frat updates I'll be finishing the MiniQuests from the 210 follower campaign. I haven't forgotten, I promise. Just stressed, busy, and hectic life for the last 8/10 weeks. (Not a good mental environment for me to write).
On a side note, I donate plasma regularly and recently the receptionist asked me what I planned for my bday coming up. LMAO! That was a good laugh! Sleeping, hopefully. Maybe we can actually get to the beach (my bday, husband's bday, and our anniversary are three consecutive days this month).
So that's what's been up around here. Again, I hope to finish unpacking the new place here soon so I can get back to writing. I built up a discipline and accomplished so much during NaNoWriMo just for it to go down the drain when landlord drama started😖😖
Thank you everyone for being patient and sticking with me in this turbulent time. My ask box is open always if yall ever have any questions. Sometimes things get eaten, so if you don't see a response it's ok to send a second (or third!), I'm not bothered by multiples.
Also, I will be going through and removing links soon from original posts and editing some layouts/ adding cut lines where needed. If you see anything funky for a bit, you can ignore it. I will schedule reblogs once I have a scheme I like.
❤❤Thank you again babes! I love you all!❤❤
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Red repeated.
"I know right?"
"she don't look like da teacher type."
"I know but she did teach me."
You were hoping the car would swallow you. This was one of the worst reactions you had ever got from someone. Please someone end this quickly.
"when did that start?" Red asked.
"When I was kicked out."
"that's kinda nice ta 'ear."
You looked at Red who had a fond smile on his face. When he realized you were looking it was quickly replaced by his blend smile.
"No funds, no school. I took care of the bills and Stitch worked hard to achieve her goals."
"it's nice ta know ya had someone taking care of ya."
"Could not have done it without her. Whatever Lilo told you."
His grin grew wide and he cooed the next words.
"let's jus' say ya sista ain't 'dickin' around."
You both laughed while Stitch looked mortified.
"Oh my god Red. You had to say that!"
"I like your humour Red."
"i know, made it maself. now go back ta sleep kid, so i can have a nice chat with ya sister."
You both laughed and the ride went on for the next few hours. Red seemed nicer now. He was listening to you and Stitch, making jokes once in a while. He was great with words and you enjoyed how he complemented the atmosphere. You would like to think staying with him for a while wouldn't be so bad.
The sky got darker and as you stopped on the side of the road for a quick diner you felt a strong presence behind you.
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Notes:
I think I'm going to start uploading chapters officially on Thursdays. (I always end up posting them there anyway.)
[It's no 'skin of my bones' (/^.^)/ *runs away*]
Anyway like always I'm leaving you all on a mild cliff-hanger. The next few chapters are well planned out and involve blood, gore and the mention of rape. Please steer clear of those if you do not like that kind of content. I will put the top notes as content warnings.
If you enjoy this kind of content let me know. I also like chatting and if you have any suspicions on what happens next I'll gladly entertain you in the comments.
Now that all of that is done. Head over to my Tumblr . My ask box and dm will always be open.
Soon enough you will also get an alternative story called Moon, stars and Sun (MSS). These will include scraped ideas, Stitch PoV, Red PoV and many more.
Chapter 5: Oh...
Summary:
Finally I have come out of my writer's block on this story. I also realized that my writing style has greatly changed in the past year. Thank you for the patience of those who wanted to read this lovely piece of zombie fiction.
With this I promise to try and publish a sixth chapter in the near future. This fifth was really hard to write and basically now has ten drafts. I hate it but it is what it is.
Now on with your regularly scheduled piece of littérature.
Notes:
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You saw Red tense up when you did. Both of you were preparing for a fight. A light chuckle had you turn around to see who was there. You heard a struggle happening behind you but the man in front of you had a gun now pointed at your skull.
"Nah, do one wrong move and her skull explodes."
You dropped your stance and raised both arms above your head.
"What do you want, Fin?"
He smiled and waved his gun around. A few more men came out from the roads to the sides. They carried heavy weaponry and had their fingers on the trigger.
"I want what I'm owed and you owe me your life."
He pointed the gun at your head.
"But I'm willing to trade."
You rolled your eyes totally baffled by his behavior.
"Spit it."
"I promise to let both of you go if you give me... that monster."
"what!"
Red tried to walk but you pushed a hand in front of him. You saw his sockets were missing their usual lights. You grabbed him by the shoulder and applied some pressure to it.
"I can't let you do that, Fin."
"Why's that?"
Two of the men came with Stitch in tow. Your sister snarled at them, shaking the touch of one of them trying to reach her ass. She pushed him off and he fell flat on his ass. She came to stand on the other side of Red. You looked at one another and you cleared your throat. Your sister took notice of this and started speaking.
"He's our prisoner."
"am what?"
Rule # 16 (opportunity knocks)
You applied more pressure on his shoulder. Your sister must have done the same thing on the other side. She went on explaining to Fin and his men how you had stolen him from a monster camp. If you hadn't been there you would believe her. She could have been anything she wanted with all her smart and wits. You smiled and nodded when your sister needed you to confirm her saying. She probably wanted to give them Red but with your refusal to cooperate she had to find an alternative. Stitch continued retelling the story until Fin was satisfied. Just to nail it in you decided to try yourself with one of your techniques.
"They'd probably kill us if two little princesses showed up on their doorstep but with some knights and their prince... Who knows how it could turn out."
Stitch opened her mouth and told you off for calling her a princess. He called out her poor taste in fashion and how it was probably the reason she had poor taste in men. She yelled at him that he'd be better off with you since he needs a princess. He blushed and looked at you.
Oh no, the conservation was steering that way. It actually worked. He was actually looking kind of nervous now when he stared at you. Stitch must have caught on to that. She went on and on about how monsters with their magic could kill you in a second. How their heavy artillery was needed. He asked why Red hadn't killed you both.
"He can't. He doesn't have any magic."
That's the most blatant lie you've ever told one but it should do the trick since Red didn't try anything yet.
"Fine, fuck I don't want these fuckers finding us. If you promise me eighty percent of the ransom. I'll let you both live."
Your sister looked at you and nodded. You walked forward and shook his hand. You could feel the grime and sweat from his palm.
"Where's this meeting?"
"The city of Hamilton. It's in between their base and where we got him."
He smiled and he looked more than pleased with himself. That didn't sit well with you. When you turned to look at your sister she also looked peeved by it.
"Good our base is in Atlanta so you don't mind spending the night with us?"
Were they bringing you back there? Their base is a death trap if you've ever seen one. Maybe with a bit of luck you can wiggle your way out of this.
"But Fin, we kinda told them we'd be here tonight. Can't you make an exception?"
Stitch nodded and you had to stop yourself from punching him when he came closer and took you by your arm.
"Well princess, I hope you know I'm up for negotiating your current terms if you are willing to spend time with me."
He gestured for his men to lower their weapons. He must have no longer felt threatened by you. He also had no clue what Red could or couldn't do.
"You won't mind joining me on our ride back won't you? We left on such a sour note last time. We don't want something like that to happen again do we?"
You shook your head but before you could move to get in your car, he took you by your hand. He whispered in your ear how you were going to come with him.
"Your sister doesn't need you. She can drive with that thing while you stay with me."
He had this deep voice which may have worked on other girls but you just found him disgusting. He abused of his power and tried to touch Stitch last time. You faked a smile and turned to Stitch.
"You know where to go. Lead the way with him."
Red and Stitch got into the car. You took Fin's arm and followed him to one of the cars that had pulled up here. He continuously grabbed at your thigh and you had to stop yourself from swatting him off. You continued taking in his slight groping since it wasn't anything too bad. At least this way you were all safe. You hoped Stitch and Red were coming up with a plan.
Meanwhile on their side Red was freaking out. She kept arguing on why she had to drive now of all times. Red forcefully coached her into using the car. After a while she got the hang of it. Red was surprised but he couldn't help but comment once in a while on things she was doing wrong.
"shit can't we jus' dust 'em all?"
"No Red! Lilo is still with them. We need to make an escape plan for all of us."
She started fidgeting with the clip of her holster. She didn't like what they had planned for you. The way he looked at you made her feel uncomfortable. Red looked at Stitch unsure on how to comfort them.
"do ya 'ave a plan?"
"We have half an hour before we reach Atlanta and another ten before we reach their base. Don't worry I'll have one."
He looked back towards the vehicle that were now following them. He kept thinking about what you and your sister had just done. It didn't make any sense to him. Why would you both stick up for him and not just sell him? He would have sold himself! He'd just have to stick around and figure out what made you both so special. Stitch ended up coming up with what Red believed to be both incredibly dumb but also the most effective plan. They talked the details over while nearing the city.
"Better put your hood up. Here they don't really like monsters."
He didn't argue, he knew that humans were just a bunch of racists. What he didn't expect was that she would flat out tell him.
"You wouldn't know but Lilo is probably coming up with an even more brilliant plan than me. If it wasn't for her I would have given you to them without a doubt."
"wow thanks for that."
He rolled his light and looked back at her. She seemed wise beyond her years. He felt a similar connection between her and his brother. Not that he'd ever tell her. She seemed genuinely strong and intelligent, something he didn't see in a lot of people. Of course Lilo was a lot like that as well but it's like comparing oranges and apples. They might both be fruits but in terms of looks and taste they are worlds apart.
"Lilo likes you by the way. I can't see what she sees in you but I guess it's because you are an honest asshole. Cause it's definitely not because you are kind."
Rude but he'd let it pass. He cracked a genuine smile and looked towards her.
"guess am one of a kind."
He winked saying the last part and Stitch audibly gagged.
"Never do that in front of me please. This is embarrassing."
She massaged the side of her head with one palm while keeping the other on the steering wheel. He kept commenting on her driving skill but she didn't let that phase her. She just nodded and applied what he was saying, after all. This was her first time actually driving. She felt some shivers when she saw how the walls surrounding their base were looking. It was like they were preparing for the biggest horde of the year. She took note of the terrain and all of their preparations.
You were nearing their base having entered the city a few minutes ago. You knew he wouldn't put you in one of his lower floors this time around. It would be too easy for you to escape. You have to make your plan once you are back on the road. With the number of people on this base making an escape inside seemed almost impossible. These guys were armed with heavy weaponry and they didn't hesitate. You and Stitch learned this the hard way last time. You asked yourself again and again on the most efficient method of escaping but you couldn't come up with anything. It might be a spur of the moment kind of thing. You never know with that brain of yours. You can usually act composed but once in a while you slip up. You had a feeling this might be one of those days.
Once all the cars reached the garage Fin got out of the vehicle. He told you to stay so you obeyed. You didn't like having to answer to the likes of him but that didn't matter to you. Right now you need a moment of calm to properly think and sort through your thoughts. When Fin came back it was with Stitch.
"Where's the hostage?"
"He's waiting in my office."
He grabbed your arm and you looked at Stitch.
"Would you mind if I check my sister over? Your knights rough handled her a bit too much to my liking."
He smiled and motioned for you to proceed. You shook your head and told him you wouldn't do that in front of an audience. He asked if you prefered his office. He also specified "that thing" would be there to watch. You knew he meant Red but didn't comment on it. He walked you through the halls until you reached a set of elevators.
"Wait, they actually work?"
"Of course they do! It's my most prized possession. Jealous now are you?"
He brushed your cheek with his hand and you endured. This time you had to play nice.
"It's really impressive. I love the looks of it. Although it must take a lot of electricity to power this thing."
While you were talking he had taken the time to press the elevator buttons and it was slowly coming back down to this floor. You smiled and tried to get your sister to join in on the conversation. She right out refused to do so and even gave you the silent treatment. It was probably part of her plan. She would be the type to try and instill doubt in between the both of you, or at least make it look like that. When you tried to reach for your sister's arm in a "last ditch effort" he smiled at that while you looked hurt.
"Don't worry princess. She's probably hurt and doesn't want to show that she's in pain."
"You think so?"
You turned towards him and started tearing up. He grabbed your hand and massaged the top of it. You let him do it this time and even smiled when he looked up at you.
Once the doors opened, that was all Red saw. You giggling while holding this motherfucker's hand. He had to keep calm. He knew part of Stitch's plan involved getting you chummy with this guy. Did you really have to make it that obvious that you were flirting with him?
He dragged you to his desk and you had to hold in a gag. He smelled so bad before. You asked Stitch to show you her wounds. She still wouldn't talk to you. She showed you a few bruises you knew weren't inflicted by his man but still you could try. You pouted and you turned towards him. You taped your foot on the ground and crossed your arms.
"I want the man who did this to be punished, my sis isn't talking to me because of him!"
You tapped your foot a few more to ring it in. Fin actually looked distressed when you did that. Maybe your sister was onto something.
"I want it done NOW!"
He tried to regain his composure but you could see through it now.
"Of course whatever my princess wants."
He snapped his fingers and the two guards that were in the room with the both of you left. Probably to give a few hits to the poor bastard who had "hurt" Stitch. You had to give it to her. Your sister was right about this guy's kink. You could take advantage of that. Your sister didn't stop pouting, maybe she wanted to push it and see how far he'd go. Hurting some of his own seemed excessive enough but maybe not for him.
Red was looking at this perfectly trammed narrative you and your sister had. It was like you had practiced it over and over. Or maybe you had. Your sister knew about your body count. Maybe she also learned about kinks and she saw a common link between guys that have the same kink. He just couldn't believe how bad this guy was biting your act. You had just pouted and asked that your sister get some monster food so that she'd heal up. Monster food is expensive; he wouldn't just cough it up. Or so he thought. A few minutes later a plate of monster candies and an assortment of other treats were placed in front of you both.
You were now trying to get to his pride spot. You wanted to stroke his ego for having so many amazing things. Was he a narcissist? The corner of Red's smile pulled up while admiring your creativity. He then made a comment on his metal baby.
"Why do you drive that piece of trash? I could get you a much better car."
He appeared so smug and you just bounced on your heels while looking at him. Red had to remind himself that it was all just an act.
"Really can we go see them?!"
You squealed and your sister turned her head like she wasn't already listening. She whispered in your ear, you took that little window of opportunity to sneak the key to the hummer in her hand. You walked elegantly over and whispered in Fin's ear. He smiled and looked at Red. Red backed away from the guy he didn't trust. Red was now on the corner near the table full of monster candies.
"Seems like they think you'd be a mighty fine pet to walk around. Let's get a nice leash to go with that collar you got."
You turned to fully face Red and he had this absolute look of disgust. Maybe this wasn't a good plan. While Fin was busy looking through his "special" stash, Stitch was pocketing monster candies and putting them in Red's jacket. You saw the light inside of Red's socket tremble. You got close to his ear (?) and whispered.
"I promise, I won't let him hurt you."
Fin came out with the leash and you took it out of his hand. You winked at Fin and walked back to Red. You brushed right under his chin and it was like his light finally came back. You lowered your eyes and looked at the leash. He followed your eyes and you felt like you could understand one another in that moment. He felt how sorry you were. You didn't know what made him react that way but you knew it wasn't good. You tried the leash to the front of his collar and walked with him. He followed behind you and you proudly showed off to Fin. What a dickhead falling for such a cheap trick. Well with a bit of luck you'd be out in less than an hour.
While you went down the elevator you had to make small talk and flirtatious remarks to Find. It wasn't at all what you had planned for the day. Red at one point broke character when you called Fin handsome. He just started snickering and Fin was about to hit him. So you thanked the leash close to you.
"Pet's can be taught to speak on command. Did you know that Fin?”
He had such a yearning look for you and just straight up licked his lips. You felt a shiver run down your spine. At least he was an easy target for you. Once the elevator stopped, Fin walked out and extended his hand. Stitch was slowly following behind. Everywhere you went dozens of eyes stared at you. It was probably normal for Fin to walk around with a girl like this. You just hoped you made your act sellable. Further down the path your host announced your arrival at his garage. Hundreds of cars lined perfectly. You feigned an impressed look and twirled around. You took him and squeezed his arm right against your breasts. You ignored his handful on your rear and squealed at every expensive car you saw.
He bought it. He was now giving you the grand tour and promising that any of these would be yours if you stayed with him. You continued making all kinds of comments. Saying how you'd need one with a lot of room in the back. He wasn't an idiot at least and understood you were talking about fucking him.
Your sister had walked away and was now looking for the car. Or that's what you were guessing. You entertained him while Red kept looking around. His eyes darted everywhere and it was now making you anxious. Fin took the leash from your hand and brought Red really close to him.
"Is he bothering you princess?"
You tilted his head in your direction hoping to turn his attention away from Red and onto you.
"Don't worry about him. I think you were about to show me a pretty yellow Mustang weren't you?"
He shot a look at Red and focused on you. Your monster companion was definitely wondering if you had a plan at this point. When he heard tires screech in the distance and saw his baby coming down at full speed, he smiled. He genuinely started laughing. Fin didn't like that. You had basically shoved him to the ground as soon as you saw Stitch was close enough. You went to Red who had dropped the leash from his collar and turned around to give the middle finger to Fin. You saw his eye light turn big at that exact moment when you whirled around Fin had a gun pointed at Red. Fin was aiming at Red and in that moment you couldn't think but you acted. You moved in the way of the gun as you were filled with [bravery].
Rule # 17 (Don't be a hero)
Maybe today was also a rule breaking day. You felt a rushing and burning sensation in your chest. The ringing in your ears didn't help. For some reason you were grabbing your chest. It hurt so much. Why wasn't the pain stopping? Your sister stopped the car and you looked at her and smiled.
"Finally took you long enough."
"Don't fucking "finally" me bitch! Red get her in the fucking car. You are driving."
He looked baffled and told her so.
"the fuck i gotta do that?"
She glared at him and pointed in your general direction.
"Know how to stop bleeding on human tissue?"
He whirled around to look at you and realization dawned his face. He shook his head and placed you in the back seat. Stitch joining you. You heard screams and shouts from everywhere around you. More bullets were fired. None of them seemed to cause any real damage. You looked at your sister and she had a worried look on her face.
"Don't worry it's just a scratch. I'll walk it off."
She swatted your hand that tried to reach for her face.
"Don't move, you'll make it worse."
At some point the car ride seemed too tranquil and you felt an immense need to sleep. You tried to fight it but all you could do was tell her this one phrase.
"Like the sun in the sky..."
She didn't have time for tears you'd make it.
"And the moon and the stars."
With those peaceful words you finally left for the world of dreams. Stitch looked kind of panicked and started to breathe heavily but after a quick check of your pulse she felt you'd be fine. While you were still under the effect of adrenaline she had time to take the bullet out. It didn't pierce any major arteries. She just hoped you'd make it.
Red on the other hand was sweating profusely looking back every once in a while and always looking at his rear view mirror. Those fuckers hadn't tried to chase after them. Probably too stunned. Red had the brilliance of mind to use a bone cage to trap the asshole after his initial shot. Stitch didn't comment on it and you were too out of it to realize. He scratched the back of his head and looked at Stitch. They had just gotten out of these shitheads' radius. He stopped the car in a nearby alley and turned it off. He looked back at you and your sister. She was offhandish but knew you probably needed his help.
"ya promise not ta hurt me?"
She looked between you and him and decided to trust the semi trustable character that was Red. He extended his hand.
"ma name's red."
She nodded and extended hers. Instead of the shock like you were given she felt the wrinkle of plastic in her hand. When she looked at it, a monster candy was placed in her palm. She immediately forced your mouth open and placed it inside. It instantly disappeared and she waited for something to happen.
...
She started getting anxious and Red looked at her. He shrugged and told her.
"s'not like she only needs one. i got plenty' where that came from."
He wiggled his brow bone at her but he was indeed handing her more monster candy. She took it and continued feeding them to you until the wound looked like it had scarring tissue. Red did warn her that if infection were to set inside the wound you'd be better with antibiotics. That's when both of them felt a deep rumble under their feet. They looked out of the windows and couldn't spot what was wrong. Red stepped outside of the vehicle and walked back toward the main road. When the bridge of his nasal bone peaked toward the street he immediately darted back into the alley. He was now full on sprinting which had never happened as far as she was concerned. Stitch panicked and when she saw Red reach for the emergency stairs he finally spoke up.
"ther's a horde of da fuckers. we gotta find high ground."
Stitch grabbed you and followed Red. He pulled down the ladder and had you placed safely on the first floor with your sister. After that he went back for the bags. This monster had the brilliance of mind to open the hood of the car.
"What the fuck are you doing Red???"
"makin' sure ma baby doesn't scream while we there."
Smart she had to give it to him. He climbed up and joined your sister and you on the first floor. He yanked the ladder up and you all entered through a window that had been left open. Thank you apocalyptic convenience. You were shifted onto the office couch of this building and Red started making rounds for possible infected. When he came back empty handed Stitch had to break it to him. You didn't have enough antibiotics to fight off an infection.
"how much she got?"
She sighed and looked at him.
"Three pills. That's a day and a half."
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Chapter 6: Welcome back
Summary:
Stitch and Red have to work together to make you recover from the wound. Hopefully everything goes according to plan.
Chapter Text
When you came back to your sense you felt an overwhelming amount of anxiety thinking about your wound. You flung the covers off yourself. You checked yourself over and found that your wound had been wrapped. You gave yourself a once over before deciding to get up. Stitch was sleeping while sitting. You took the time to take the previously discarded covers and wrap her in it. She must have been so scared for you.
You continued looking around for a clue on where you were. The constant noises from outside kept distracting you. You looked from the nearest window and saw what you had feared. It was like a tidal wave of them. Was Stitch okay? She had to be, considering she had carried you here. Or maybe that was Red. You looked around for the offending skeleton. He wasn't anywhere near from what you could see.
That's when you spotted the emergency stairs from the side of the building. You climbed through the window not without swearing a few times. This wound was painful hopefully you didn't tear any stitches open. While looking to the sea of undead you realized that the car was there. So you were definitely out of the group's range. You wondered how it all happened. It was still fuzzy in your head considering the hole that had been made in your stomach. You climbed up the stairs until you were all the way to the top. You couldn't help but admire the view. The night sky illuminated by the stars. It was truly a breathtaking view.
In the distance with his feet hanging from the rooftop was Red. He was contemplating the sky. You called out to him, he must have been too lost in his own thoughts as he didn't react. You continued walking to him and when you reached him you placed a hand on his shoulder. He jolted a bit and looked at you. You smiled and asked if you could sit.
"Thanks for saving me."
"don't 'ave ta tell me twice. jus' didn't want ya sis ta kill me."
You nodded and chuckled lightly. It had been so little time with him but you were already feeling closer to him. That's what the apocalypse does to people. You might have to permanently scratch off rule #5 (No attachments) or maybe consider him rule #8 (Get a kick-ass partner). With this you sat down next to him. You kept looking between the stars and him unsure if you should start talking again. To your surprise he was the one to speak up.
"ya told me ya know 'bout stars."
You nodded and he continued.
"cause i save'd ya, ya betta show me them stars."
This was probably his way of asking for you to show him. What a tsundere. Or maybe it was just the way he was raised. You had been at it for about half an hour when you felt the chills run through your spine.
"Hehe, I guess I'm , chilled to the bone."
Red snorted and you had to stop and look at him. You suddenly bursted into giggles alongside him. After a few seconds he calmed down but you wouldn't stop.
"uh, lilo? i think ya had 'nough laugh for a nigh'."
You weren't stopping and now he was panicking. He saw how flushed your face was and asked you what was wrong. You answered him that the sky was spinning. That's when realization dawned on him. You were being delirious. That must have been one of those human fevers Stitch was talking about.
"okay i need ya ta stop laughin' am gonna get ya your meds."
You stopped but only to look at him. You grabbed his head with both of your hands and placed a big smooch in the middle of his forehead. A deep crimson blush covered his cheek bones while you just snuggled against his forehead. That's when he felt it. You were so warm. That was totally unexpected and he felt ashamed for not thinking of your health. He carried you down the steps back to the first floor while you continued nuzzling his neck.
"she jus' delirious she ain't meanin' ta be like that."
"Meaning to be like what, Red?
Stitch was on her feet and had her arms crossed while looking at Red. Beads of sweats were pearling down his skull while he looked at your sister. He smiled warily and placed you on the couch. At this point your sister had reached over and told you to take two pills. She had explained to Red that one was to lower the fever while the other was to fight the infection. You had fallen asleep immediately after. Which meant that Red was faced with his thoughts and one angry younger sister. She tapped her foot and waited for him to speak up, when he didn't she sighed and asked him what had happened.
"she came ta see me on the roof top. we had a chitchat 'bout stars 'nd that's when i realized she wasn't ther'."
"So you thought it was a good idea to bring someone sick on a roof top in a freezing cold temperature.
"i didn't think. us skeletons don't feel the cold. i'd make a joke 'bout that but don't think ya much into jokes right now."
She was really annoyed but understood what Red had meant. Reasonably she knew you would be the kind to climb and have a chat even if you were on your deathbed. She went and looked through her backpack. Red stayed next to the couch where you were laying peacefully. Red kept looking at your face now that he had to coherent thoughts to himself. He realized how pale your skin looked.
"how much blood ya think she lost?"
"Enough to weaken her, why? The monster candies will fix her up won't they?"
He scratched the back of his skull unaware of how to phrase it.
"they don't replace blood."
Great so now Stitch had two problem on her hands. A need for pills to stop the fever and a need for a blood transfusion to strengthen your immune response. You'd basically be useless until the antibiotics kick in.
"I don't think we even have enough food to survive this horde. We need to think of a plan."
Red and Stitch brainstormed for a while. Since they can't go down to the lower floors, Stitch will explore the building. Red would go outside since he was a monster the undead seemed pretty uninterested in him. Stitch showed him a city map and pointed which direction he'd have to go. They also thought about moving you to a locked office in case zombies somehow made their way to the first floor. You were still pretty out of it and let Red drag you there. Stitch and Red came back with the couch and you crashed on it. Rendering you a pile of goop once again.
"What will you do Red?"
"I'll get ya supplies. da meds ya need 'nd if i find somethin' for blood i'll figure it out."
She nodded in agreement. Hopefully she'd find a few vending machines of the other floors. They made sure you were secure in there before parting ways. Stitch waved to Red as she saw him exit through the window.
It was now his time to shine. Red could get out use the excess magic he had built on this. He'd find you food, he'd find himself more mustard. He'd probably go to a clinic or hospital or something to find what Stitch had asked of him. He shortcutted to the rooftop and looked around. The closest rooftop was only a shortcut away. He made the trip swiftly and came upon a gruesome discovery. A couple who had probably commited a double suicide here. He was now really happy he stopped in that alley. One before and you wouldn't have had a pleasant night with the sky. He continued shortcutting between roofs until he was right on top of the supermarket.
He used a couple of bones to make a dent in the roof. The part he had targetted easily collapsing. He entered the alleys and quickly grabbed a cart. He'd make use of this extra time away from you to expend his magic. Not that he didn't trust you or your sister but the fact that someone could know how much damage his magic could do still scared him. What if you thought less of him for it. He had to keep these negative thoughts at bay. Your survival was on the line. He didn't want to go too big so he summoned some bones here and there knowing full well that if he made too much of a ruckus the zombies would pummel inside. He was surprised enough to see that they weren't already but when he looked at the entrance he realized why. The entrance had also collapsed at some point in the past, he'd guess month or so.
He fought and demolished the few infected that were inside. His nose cringed not at the smell of the undead but the putrid smell of fruits and meats that had long ago perished.He look for the canned isles and anything he knew you could make something yummy out of. Or maybe that was more of Stitch's thing. He'd find out soon enough. If he wanted to find common ground and work together with Stitch he knew he had it badly for you.
He continued picking things left and right. Even remembering to pick up hygiene products for his lady friends. That would surely work in his favor. Isle after isle is cart kept piling up. He couldn't believe how huge the place was. He kept finding things to add to the pile without knowing where he was headed. This would be more than enough to survive the herd and if not he could come back once it was over. He'd probably make you both wear masks so you wouldn't throw up anything on top of the already rotting food. He was getting rather annoyed by the lack of yellow gold. His steps and kills getting harsher by the second. He finally found his holy grail, yellow American mustard. He guzzled the first bottle he grabbed realizing only after it was emptied that he was falling into bad habits. He needed to keep his focus, after all you were waiting for him. He shoved a bunch into the cart hoping he would have enough for now.
His steps stopped when he found something he never thought he would. The giant sign with the logo of the national superstore brand. He facepalmed. This wasn't just any supermarket, it was a *super* supermarket. The kinds that had a lot everything and more. That's why he had felt so lost earlier. Red's attention snapped to the rooftop where some rubble had just fell from. That's when he saw a shadowy figure retreat.
"not happenin' pal."
He shortcutted to the roof and saw the man running for the escape ladder. A quick shortcut in front of him had the man stumbling for words.
"an' where do ya think ya headin'?"
"Holy shit they've evolved!"
"ain't a fuckin' zombie am a skeleton monster dipshit."
The man in front of Red suddenly turned red. Was he emberassed to have mistaken the skeleton monster for one of the undead. Red's smile grew wide as he took a step forward.
"listen 'ere. i ain't got time to spare. i got a sick human an' unless ya a doc or somethin' ya not worth my time."
His eyes grew wide as Red got closer with a summoned bone in his hand. This was just getting the anger out. If he's helpful he'll play along with Red if not, good bye little man. The man cowered behind his baton and Red took sick pleasure in watching his face twist with horror.
"No! Don't hurt daddy!"
A little figure popped out of the shadow and rushed to her father's side. The little dark head of hair stood firmly in front of Red giving him the stink eye. He stared at their soul and was quite shocked what awaited him. The father was a kindness soul with no LV to his name while the daughter was a determination soul. He looked to her small frame and was reminded of his Frisk.
"tch, i guess ya get to live 'nother day."
He started walking away when the little girl grabbed him by his jacket. He went to swat her away but she held firm to him. Not wanting to put up with the little human he glared at her dad. The little kid shook him by his coat and spoke up.
"Daddy isn't a doctor but mommy is! If you help us, mommy will help you."
"Tina! I'm sorry Mister skeleton. We'll get out of your way."
Tina shook her head. She held firm to Red's coat and looked him straight in his lights.
"We need food! If you go and get us food from down there, mommy will treat your friend!"
Red looked at the little girl and her father. He sighed.
"fine, ya get what ya want an' i get what i want."
He ruffled the child's head and the small one finally let go of him. She stood proudly by her father's side while the father tried to give his daughter a lecture. Red just shortcutted back inside the market and took another cart. He went and gathered the same kind of thing he had gotten for him and the girls except no mustard this time around. He shortcutted back to the rooftop with both carts. The little girl jumped and danced around while Red went to talk to the dad.
"ya wife, she's for real?"
"Yes, although she isn't mentally stable right now. She doesn't know about the apocalypse and I've been sheltering her from it."
"ya think that's helping her?"
He shook his head.
"No but it's the best I can do. Last time I tried she almost killed Tina to protect her."
He gestured to the child.
"How old even is she?"
"I'm 7. Daddy says my birthday is when the leaves fall off the trees."
Red commented on how clever the child was before turning to the father. He asked what was the plan if she didn't know the world was in shambles, how they would make her believe in their cause.
"We'll have to play pretend. That's how I usually move her around."
He turned to his daughter who looked back at him with joy in his eyes.
"We get to play pretend! What's the game this time?"
He looked Red up and down and an idea seem to sprout. He asked the skeleton not to get offended about his next request. Red said he would try his best.
"I think a pretend mafia scenario works best here."
Red gave him a side eye look before the father explained himself.
"You have to hold my daughter hostage until we treat your precious person. Does that make sense? We can say you kidnapped us and will only release us once that person is treated."
Red knew Stitch wouldn't like that plan. He'll he didn't like it either.
"Does the pretend plan work well?"
Tina nodded and got close to him. She gestured for him to lower himself which he did begrudgingly. She whispered in his ear cavity.
"If we play pretend mommy never gets mad."
He sighed. The problem was moving them around now. That's when he realized. How did they even get around with the horde under their feet. He voiced those thoughts and that's when the little girl showed a plank bridge linking the supermarket to the next roof over.
"Daddy is an engineer. He makes cool stuff."
Red nodded and left his cart there. He followed them with their cart and shortcutted from roof to roof until the father asked him to wait. He entered the complex and that's when he saw it looked brand new. No mold, no dust, it's like this place was apocalypse free. He whistled which caught the attention of someone. The little girl asked to climb in Red's arms and he silently took her.
"Honey, did you bring home company. I haven't had time to make dinner yet."
The father whispered in his ear.
"Hit me. Trust me it will work."
Red looked at him completely incredulous but decided to believe the man. So he punched him right in the guts. He wretch but didn't throw up. What a strong resolve. The wife heard him and went to look for her husband.
"Hailey, stay there!"
The wife stopped barely inches away from the door Red and the duo were at. She screamed and called for her husband's name.
"Robbie! What did he do to you?"
"Stay back Hailey and listen to him. He just needs you to help his friend. He promised to let us go if you help."
She looked startled but saw her daughter in Red's arms.
"You kidnap little girls to get what you want how despicable."
Red didn't let it affect him.
"ya want ya family back or not?"
She moved back but didn't move anymore. He saw her fist shake in anger but she steadied herself.
"What do you need from me."
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