#inspired by the descriptions of burntcactii's amazing writing

[delilah-dust]

Teen Titans Drabble #1

Just a short story to dump here while I get moving with the bigger things later. Feel free to ignore me for I am a poor petal.

Title: Screenshot

Characters: Kyd Wykkyd, See-More

Summary: Kyd Wykkyd really should’ve changed his password to keep that cyclops freak of a roommate from snooping through his messages.

TW: Swearing

Shiiiiiiiit.

Stuck in a massive floating eyeball Elliot looked down and hissed, the hairs on the back of his neck jolting upwards as if electrified while his forked tongue flickered angrily through pointed fangs. Below him See-More smirked waving Kyd’s cellphone tauntingly before shuffling through the rest of a now exposed camera roll.

“Oooh body shots!” The one eyed boy broke out in laughter, “Who you trying to impress with your scrawny pale ass?”

“Shut up!” Elliot snarled as he pounded on the inner walls with balled fists, “I might be pale, but my ass is THICC!”

Seymour rolled his eye as continue to scroll.

“Yeah sure, I don’t need two eyes to tell that when you bend over it’s like folding paper.”

Flushing darkly Kyd gave him the double bird, “Fuck you.”

“Only if you pay me.” See-More said with a sly smile.

(He found the messenger app.)

“Hell no.”

“Your lost then,” The cyclops muttered as he began checking each opened chat. Nothing there, just crime stuff, boring, boring, no, no, ew gross Mammoth’s selfie from Taco Bell’s bathroom crime scene, oh-wait? Yes!

Seymour’s eyebrow lifted as he grinned deviously. Turning to his trapped teammate he asked, “Who’s Joey?”

Elliot felt his blood run cold. Sweat began beading from under his cowl as he resumed slamming himself into the sphere.

“None of your fucking business! Now let me out!”

“Uh-uh. No way! Not until you tell me who this guy is and why you’re sending him kiss-y face emojis- HOLD UP! IS THAT A DIC-”

“NO! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!”

See-More practically scream laughing to the point of hyperventilation gasped heavily as he continued to blurt out what he saw.

“OH MY GOD YOU SENT HIM A PICTURE OF YOUR-”

The phone started vibrating and both boys went silent.

“NO HE’S CALLING AHHHHHH DON’T ANSWER!” Elliot swore as he kicked and struggled inside the eyeball, “WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT MADE OUT OF? WHY THE EVER LOVING FUCK-NUGGETS CAN I NOT POOF OUT? I’M POOFING BUT NOT OUT? SEYMOUR STOP! DON’T ANSWER IT OR I SWEAR TO ALL THINGS HOLY I WILL LITERALLY BECOME YOUR OWN PERSONAL SLEEP PARALYSIS DEMON! DID YOU HEAR ME? PUT THE PHONE DOWN!!!”

Wheezing so hard he was almost asphyxiating See-More clicked ‘Answer Call.’

“...You bitch.”

On the other end a soft voice echoed out, “I’m a what?”

Falling to his knees Seymour delved into breathless cackling just as the eyeball bubble burst freeing Kyd. Snatching the phone faster than Kid Flash hitting on Jinx the teen quickly mumbled, “Sorry babe, you ain’t a bitch but I’m bout to be murdering one soon. Call you back in twenty. Love you.”

“What? Murdering? Wait-”

Ending the call Elliot towered over See-More the shadows around him pooling at his feet.

“Time to die.”