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Universe Falls Chapter 60, Part 1

OH SHIT KIDS ITS PYRITE TIME! THATS RIGHT ITS FINALLY DONE AND I COULDN”T BE MORE EXCITED ABOUT IT! Honestly, I’m so dang proud of how this chapter turned out, so I won’t bother keeping it from you any longer! LET’S GET STARTED!

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Chapter 60, Part 1: Pyrite

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Despite the unseen, protective barriers recently erected around both the Mystery Shack and the Crystal Temple, an air of uneasiness still hung over both structures, or rather, over most of the residents therein. Though Ford had given them all the firm reassurance that the barriers would certainly keep Bill’s presence out of their minds, both the kids and the Gems still had their fair share of apprehension regarding the sinister demon’s plans and agenda, whatever they might be. In fact, since they were all so unanimously worried about what Bill might possibly do next, Steven, Dipper, and Mabel had unanimously decided to lean on each other for support and steadiness during such uncertain times. While they weren’t exactly positive that it was really doing them any tactile, proven good, the kids still found it comforting to linger close to each other, ready to both protect and relieve each other, whenever the need might happen to arise. It was for that reason that the trio had taken to alternating back and forth between staying down at the shack and up at the temple in an unofficial marathon of sleepovers, largely for the sake of warding off potential nightmares more than anything else. And as far as they knew, so far this circle of protection they had erected under the already substantial magical barriers they were secured within seemed to be working well enough.

For now, at least.

So it was that the trio had settled in at the temple, their pajamas donned and their nightly routines just about wrapped up. Steven was the last to finish, emerging from the bathroom with his usual upbeat manner more or less intact as he warmly addressed the twins. “You know, you guys, I was thinking that we should really do this whole lowkey slumber party thing more oft—um… is… everything ok in here?” he asked, stopping short upon taking in the sight before him.

Mabel was sitting on the couch alongside Lion, her face fully shoved into his fluffy pink mane, though there was nothing too out of the ordinary about that. What was rather concerning for the young Gem, however, was Dipper, who was positioned by the window, the Sword of Seasons held loosely in his grip and his thumb ready to switch the elemental dial on its pommel in an instant as he stared intently at the night sky. Almost as if he was searching for something, or rather someone. And of course, that someone was something Steven knew he didn’t even have to ask about as he slowly went over to join Dipper near the window.

“Dipper… w-what…” the young Gem trailed off, letting out a small, sad sigh as he noticed that his friend hadn’t even so much as glanced over at him. “A-are you… ok?”

For whatever reason, Dipper didn’t provide an answer right away, his thumb still only barely skimming the button on his sword as he continued surveying the darkness outside. When he finally did answer, however, he still didn’t look away from the window, his manner just as tense as it had been for the past few days alone. “Steven, I’m-”

“Sure he’s ok!” Mabel interrupted, finally pulling herself away from Lion a bit. “If by ‘ok’ you mean he’s been staring out that window with his sword ready to whack someone pretty much ever since we got up here, then yeah, he’s just okey-dokey!”

“Mabel!” Dipper snapped, finally looking away from the window to send his sister an exasperated glare. “I’m not just staring out the window! I’m keeping an eye out for… you know…”

“For Bill?” Steven asked, his brow furrowing with worry. “Dipper, you don’t have to do that. Mr. Ford said that unicorn hair spell will finally keep us all safe from him!”

“That’s what I tried telling him,” Mabel said, flopping back onto the couch. “But as usual, he’s just gotta be ‘Mr. Paranoid’ all the time…”

“I’m not being paranoid, I’m being careful,” Dipper corrected pointedly before letting out a tired sigh. “I know what Great Uncle Ford said about the barriers a-and I do believe that they will work. But… it feels too… easy.”

“Easy?” Steven frowned, confused.

“Yeah, you know, it just feels like this whole thing isn’t over yet,” Dipper explained intently. “I find it pretty hard to believe that stopping someone as crazy and powerful as Bill only takes a few strands of unicorn hair. Even if he can’t get into the shack or the temple anymore, he’s still out there, planning… something! And if any of us so much as step foot outside of the barriers at all, then there’s pretty much nothing we can do to protect ourselves from him!”

Upon hearing Dipper’s rather pertinent fears over the matter, Steven was actually rather inclined to share them, despite his hopes that they might not carry any weight. Still, they did make sense; the barriers only protected those who were inside the safety of the temple or the Mystery Shack. Anything or anyone outside of those circles of security would still be completely vulnerable to Bill’s devious tricks and deceptions, including them any time they simply ventured outside of those barriers themselves. It was an alarming, rather disheartening thought that there were only two places where they could truly be safe from the dream demon and his dark designs, and because of that thought, Steven could certainly understand where Dipper’s palpable dread was coming from. Yet surprisingly enough, Mabel ended up being the one to bring some much needed logic and steadiness to the boys as awash with worry and apprehension as they were.

“Well, then it looks like we just gotta do what the Gems told us to the other night and be careful,” she suggested, getting up from the couch to head over to the fretful pair. “As long as the three of us stick together, then there’s no way any of us will fall for Bill’s dumb old tricks again, right?”

A beat of uncertain silence passed at this as Steven and Dipper exchanged a tentative glance, both of them internally debating with themselves as to whether or not to hold onto such a solid reassurance. All the same, Steven was the first to accept it, deciding to believe that the support of his friends would be enough to ward off the dream demon even when spells and barriers couldn’t. “Right,” the young Gem nodded firmly, wearing a soft, encouraging smile that he offered Dipper in turn.

Of course, while Dipper wasn’t as eternally optimistic as both Steven and Mabel tended to be, he still found it rather hard to not join in on their shared solidarity and hope. After all, they had warded Bill off before by standing together; who’s to say that they couldn’t do it again? “Right,” he said with a relenting, yet relieved sigh as he began to follow Steven and Mabel back over to the living room. All the same, he did stop short briefly once more to spare one final glance back at the darkened window before calmly, easily sheathing his sword for the night.

With their nighttime preparations complete, none of the kids saw much of a reason to stay up any later than necessary. So Mabel nestled up against Lion on his spot on the floor, using him as a pillow of sorts as she cuddled Waddles close under her soft blanket while Dipper took up the open spot on the couch. Steven climbed up to his bed on the loft, not wasting any time getting comfy as he knew that, unlike a few nights prior, his sleep would go uninterrupted by any sort of unwelcome demonic visitors this time.

“Goodnight, Dipper! Goodnight, Mabel!” the young Gem brightly called down to his friends below.

“Night, Steven!” the twins returned as they both settled in for the night themselves.

“Goodnight, Happy Bear,” Steven quipped, continuing his usual nightly routine of bidding all his stuffed animals a fond evening. “Goodnight, Sad Bunny. Goodnight, Playful Kitty. Goodnight, ominous triangle at the foot of my bed.”

And with that, the young Gem closed his eyes to go to sleep, only for them to shoot wide open as he realized exactly what the shadow he had just seen might possibly be. In fact, Dipper and Mabel also shot straight upright, sharing a startled gasp with Steven as they all let out the same fearful exclamation at the same exact time. “Ominous triangle?!”

Before any of the kids had a chance to so much as look for said triangle in their sudden unified panic, however, a hand, or rather, series of disconnected fingers came seemingly out of nowhere, clamping themselves over Steven’s mouth as he prepared to cry out for help. The young Gem let out a muffled, frightened scream as he was roughly yanked out of his bed, though he wasn’t aware of who his unknown assailant was until Dipper and Mabel managed to spot them for themselves.

“It’s Peridot!” Dipper shouted, pointing up to the green Gem on the loft as she frantically positioned her struggling captive in her grip.

“Whoa, long time no see, Peri!” Mabel exclaimed, waving up at her rather brightly. “Good to see you’re still kicking! Ok, well, you’re not really kicking since you only have one foot left, but still.”

“No thanks to you clods!” Peridot growled angrily, her entire appearance much worse for wear than the last time they had seen her. Not only was her foot still absent, but her triangular hair was sloppy, disheveled, and ridden with leaves and twigs, and she was practically covered with dirt, mud, and scratches from head to toe. Clearly, whatever the green Gem had been up to lately had certainly put her through the ringer, though she hardly cared as she finally began to carry out her long-awaited revenge scheme. “I would have been off this wretched planet cycles ago if not for you and those infuriating Crystal Gems always getting in my way. Well, no more! I’m getting back to Homeworld whether you annoying clumps like it or not and ‘the Steven’ here is going to help me!”

“Not if we have anything to do about it!” Dipper retorted fiercely, not hesitating to draw his sword. “Mabel! Your grappling hook!”

“On it, bro-bro!” Mabel smirked, pulling said hook out as she readily took aim at the green Gem still positioned above. “Sorry, Peri, but we can’t let you off the hook just yet! Heh, get it? Hook? I’m hilari-”

“Just fire it already!” Dipper snapped impatiently and Mabel did so on a burst of impulse alone. As a result, her hook missed its mark, largely out of a result of Peridot narrowly dodging it by jumping off the loft before she began to rush over to the warp pad with Steven till in tow.

“Don’t let her get away!” Dipper yelled, hurrying after the green Gem with his sword at the ready and Mabel not too far behind. “She has Steven!”

“Wait a minute, that’s right!” Peridot exclaimed with sudden realization, a daring grin spreading across her face as she looked down to the wriggling captive in her arms. “I do have your Steven! Which means…” The green Gem trailed off, glancing up just in time to see Dipper rushing at her, his sword brimming with powerful gusts as he prepared to land a decisive strike. A strike that Peridot cleverly warded off simply by holding Steven up alone. For the moment she shoved the young Gem into the space directly in front of her, Dipper’s sword grinded to a halt just shy of striking him, much to Steven’s alarm.

“S-Steven!” Dipper gasped, instantly withdrawing his blade, especially since it was so close to hitting the young Gem’s face that its winds had heavily tussled his hair.

“I-It’s ok, Dipper,” Steven assured, letting out something of a forced laugh, even despite his current predicament. “Good news is that the wind setting on your sword works! N-not that you already didn’t know that…”

“Quiet, you!” Peridot hissed, clamping her fingers over the young Gem’s mouth once more as she continued holding him in front of her as something of a human shield, backing her way up towards the warp pad all the while. “As for you two, listen here!” she glared at Dipper and Mabel, who still had their respective weapons poised, though much more carefully now. “This can go one of two ways: either you let me escape without any further altercations, or I’ll blast your precious Steven through the roof of this primitive dwelling before doing the same to you!”

“Hey! That’s no fair!” Mabel protested in a huff. “You’re using Steven to cheat!”

“I’ll cheat as much as I want considering that’s all you pathetic humans ever seem to do with your surprisingly enhanced weaponry and underhanded tactics!” Peridot countered, still inching ever closer to the warp pad all the while. “Still, it looks like I’ve finally gotten the upper hand. That is, unless you do want me to get in a little target practice with the Steven here…”

“No, no, no, no, no, we do not want that!” Mabel exclaimed, somewhat panicked, especially as one of Peridot’s fingers began to charge up with a blast intended solely for Steven as it pressed against the side of his head. “R-right, Dipper?”

Dipper sighed, hating that Peridot did indeed seem to be winning here, but even so, he lowered his sword all the same for Steven’s sake. “Right,” he begrudgingly relented, sending the green Gem a brutal glare. “Now, let him go, Peridot!”

“Mmm, I don’t think so,” Peridot grinned, finally stepping onto the warp pad as Steven’s eyes widened in growing alarm. “As I said before, I have need of the Steven to expedite my transport home and I don’t need you clods getting in my way. So, I suppose I’ll be seeing you some other time. Oh, wait… no, I WON’T!”

“Steven!” the twins cried in distraught unison as the warp pad began to glow, both of them ignoring Peridot’s previous threats as they rushed towards it. Ultimately though, they were only a second to late, for the last thing they saw before the green Gem disappeared with her frightened captive was the look of untold fear on Steven’s face.

And then, just like that, he was gone.

As aptly terrified as Steven was with his distressing situation, he still continued to struggle back against Peridot as much as he could, especially as they arrived at the Galaxy Warp. Throughout the entire short journey through the warp stream, the young Gem kicked and wiggled and let out as many muffled protests as he could, much to Peridot’s increasing aggravation. In fact, the green Gem was so vexed that by the time they arrived to the collection of warps adrift on the sea, she finally relinquished her hold on Steven once and for all, though not for very long.

“Augh! Enough of this!” she exclaimed, activating her tractor beam and capturing Steven in it the moment he hit the ground. With the young Gem safely frozen within it, Peridot collected herself and hovered her hostage over to the still-broken Homeworld warp, glaring coldly at him all the while.

“W-what do you want from me?!” Steven asked, frantically trying to move though the tractor beam kept him completely still, much to his continued concern.

“I want to finally get off this lousy, Gem-forsaken planet!” Peridot snapped, her patience wearing incredibly thin.

“Huh?” Steven took pause at this, confused as to the green Gem’s actual motives here. He was even more confused when she finally released him from her beam’s hold, allowing him to clumsily land on the busted remains of the Homeworld warp below him as she stepped up onto them herself.

“See this?!” Peridot asked harshly, her fingers forming into arrows that pointed down at the defunct pad below them. “You have to fix it! NOW!”

“Wait… what?” Steven asked, still not following her line of reasoning.

“You’re my last chance,” Peridot explained, still standing over the young Gem threateningly, though the desperation in her tone was clear. “I’ve got no flask or attack robinoids. I’ve got no foot! I’ve got no response from Yellow Diamond! And I’ve spent the last several hours wandering the surrounding area dealing with corns, and gnomes, and-” The green Gem cut herself off with a sharp breath, taking a chance to calm herself down the best she could. Which of course, wasn’t very much at all. “I know you fixed Lazuli’s gem. Whatever you did to that, you’ve got to do to the Homeworld warp!” To show she meant business, Peridot formed her main laser, pointing it directly at Steven and keeping it charged and ready to fire if he tried anything. “Or else!”

“Oh! O-ok! Ok!” Steven quickly exclaimed, flinching back a bit at the blaster pointed directly at his face. Still, he knew that he had to at least try; Peridot only really wanted to go home and despite her rather… uncouth, hostile methods of accomplishing that goal, it was something that the young Gem couldn’t very well refuse. Especially not with a laser aimed at him all the while. “J-just… give me a second. My mouth gets really dry when I’m scared.” After taking a brief moment to steady himself, Steven gave his palm a hearty lick, holding it up high over the warp pad before slapping it down onto its shattered surface. However, instead of instantly, magically repairing the warp, his spit didn’t really seem to be doing much of anything at all, much to Peridot’s disgruntled confusion.

“What was that?!” she asked in stark, angry disbelief, stomping her remaining foot down on the still very broken warp pad. “That didn’t do ANYTHING!”

“It… doesn’t always work…” Steven admitted, glancing away anxiously.

“N-no…” Peridot muttered, her eyes wide with growing panic as she stared down at what was very much her last real ticket off the Earth. “No, no, no, NO! It HAS to work!”

“I’m… really sorry…” the young Gem said earnestly, though he was still somewhat scared that the green Gem would react with violence against him in light of this failure. However, instead, she did something that he really hadn’t been expecting: she laughed.

It was an empty, hallow, mirthless laugh, one that easily conveyed just how distraught Peridot really was as she slowly collapsed to the ground and pulled her legs tight against her chest, looking up to the starry skies above mournfully. “This was it… This was my last shot!” The green Gem took in a sharp breath, her eyes widening slightly as she happened to remember something very recent and very pertinent. “Unless… no, no, I can’t ask him for help, it’d never work! W-which means… I-I’m gonna die here! Noooooo, oh, I-”

“Hey, c-come on!” Steven interjected, crawling forward a bit towards the green Gem in the midst of her apparent breakdown. “Who said anything about dying? The Earth isn’t that bad, you know.”

“It doesn’t matter what Earth is like!” Peridot retorted crossly. “It’s not going to be like anything soon!”

“…What do you mean?” Steven asked, confused and somewhat concerned by such an ominous statement. Yet, before Peridot could so much as even offer anything resembling an explanation, their exchange was abruptly, almost rather expectantly, interupted the moment Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl warped in with Dipper and Mabel in tow.

“Augh! You’ve got to be kidding me!” Peridot growled, not wasting any time in getting up and putting some distance between herself and this unwelcome crew.

“Steven!” the twins exclaimed in relieved unison, rushing towards the young Gem first. The Gems weren’t far along after as Pearl hurried in to give Steven a tight, securing embrace first, checking him over for injury all the while.

“There you are!” the white Gem said, refusing to relinquish her hold on her young ward as she fretted over him. “Dipper and Mabel told us everything that happened at the temple. Are you alright?”

“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” Steven nodded, still rather shaken by all of the upheaval. “But-”

“I’ll tell you who’s not gonna be fine when we’re through with her!” Amethyst growled, sending a brutal glare towards a certain retreating green Gem.

“Peridot!” Garnet shouted, already summoning her gauntlets for the oncoming fight.

“Ugh! Why can’t you just leave me alone?!” Peridot groaned, more than outraged with the Crystal Gems coming in to halt her last-ditch escape efforts again.

“Funny, we could have asked you the same exact thing when you kept sending your stupid robots here day after day,” Dipper shot back sardonically, his sword drawn and aglow with flames right from the start.

“Man, those really were the good old days, weren’t they?” Mabel sighed with something of a nostalgic smile. “Back then it was like you were chasing us, and now here we are, chasing you! Isn’t it crazy how things turned out like that?”

“More like completely asinine…” Peridot huffed, still maintaining a good bit of defensive space between herself at the others, especially as Garnet cracked her gauntlets threateningly.

“Let’s go, everyone!” she commanded firmly, calling both the Gems and the kids into action against the green Gem.

“Wait!” Steven attempted to intervene, still wanting answers regarding what Peridot had mentioned earlier. All the same, his call fell on deaf ears as the others all raced forward, eager to finally apprehend the troublesome green Gem once and for all.

Of course, as usual, Peridot wasn’t about to go down without a fight, which was why she quickly fired three successive laser blasts at her foes, though that hardly phased them as they easily dodged them all. From there, Mabel was the first to attack, her grappling hook actually striking the green Gem squarely in her chest this time and knocking her back quite a bit. Before she could fall of the edge of the Galaxy Warp, however, Peridot acted quickly, her fingers spinning rapidly as they began to propel her into the air in what she hoped would be a timely escape. Yet even that much seemed unlikely as Amethyst’s whip suddenly coiled around her tightly, with the purple Gem attempting to pull her down all the while. In retaliation, Peridot began shooting a burst of bright electricity through the whip, though Garnet put a swift end to it the moment she solidly caught the whip with her steady protective gauntlet.

“Not this time!” the Gem leader proclaimed before sparking some of her own electricity up the whip, straight to the unprepared Peridot. The green Gem let out a sharp gasp as the shock shuddered through her, though that pain was only amplified when Garnet roughly yanked the whip downward, sending her plummeting to the ground along with it.

Steven himself gasped at such a heavy blow, still remaining on his spot on the Homeworld warp as he watched the chaotic skirmish unfold before him. Still, he had no idea how to really stop it, even as Dipper tripped Peridot up before she could even properly pick herself up by using his sword to effectively freeze her remaining foot to the ground.

“N-no!” the green Gem exclaimed, frantically trying to break out of the ice as her foes drew in close, their respective weapons poised to finally land the finishing blow. Peridot gasped, her eyes wide with genuine fear as she realized that this could very well be the end. All of her grand schemes for revenge and escape were all about to be completely for naught. There was no getting out of it, not this time. It was all over; she had lost.

Or had she?

“Just remember, that if you’re ever in a pinch, just call your good buddy Bill to bail you out. I’ll be there in a SNAP!” Bill had given her this odd promise literally only just a few hours ago, and while Peridot hadn’t thought too much on it since then, it was really the only thing she could think of now. And certainly, her current situation did indeed seem to be quite a pinch. She was cornered, trapped, with nowhere to run and nothing else to do against her enemies that were mere seconds away from taking her out. Which meant that, with no other options left at her disposal, there was really only one thing she could still possibly do to turn her dire straits around, as much as the thought alone frustrated her.

“Alright, fine!” she shouted, catching the Gems and the twins off guard with her sudden proclamation, though even still, Pearl drew her spear back in preparation to strike. “I admit it! I need your help, you… you “Bill Cipher”!”

And that was all it took. For the very moment she belted out the dream demon’s name, the world seemed to perfectly freeze in place all around her, all color completely disappearing as both the opposing Gems and humans alike hung perfectly still. Peridot flinched as Pearl’s spear stopped mere inches away from piercing her clean through, effectively saving her just in the nick of time. And soon enough, she was met with the very demon who had done so as he appeared quite suddenly in the free space above her head.

“Ah, there we go!” Bill quipped brightly as he floated down to sit squarely on top of Garnet’s hair, not that the Gem leader noticed as still and unmoving as she currently was. “Now we can do this nice and private, Greenie. Better make things quick though, this entire chat of ours is happening inside that space rock of yours, so while time isn’t really moving for you, for them, it still is.”

Peridot took pause at this, deciding to not bother to try and figure out what the demon meant by this as she got right to the point. “Well, you heard me,” she scowled begrudgingly. “Against all odds I’ve found myself… in need of your… assistance…”

“Boy, I’ll say!” Bill laughed, flipping around to look at the frozen crowd before him. “Fuse Box, Bird Brain, Half Baked, Pine Tree, Shooting Star, and even Rosebud! The gang’s all here, huh? And from the looks of it, they’re all pretty miffed off with you, Greenie.”

“Well I’m pretty ‘miffed off’ with them too!” Peridot snapped harshly. “Which is why I demand you provide me with whatever bizarre form of aid you can in eradicating all of them before getting me back to Homeworld once and for all!”

“Ohoho, you demand me?” the demon chuckled once more, hovering in closer to the green Gem. “That’s rich. And pretty dang bold too. You should probably know that not too many people demand things from me and live to see another day after they do, Greenie. So maybe, for future reference, you might wanna hold off on demanding me to do anything… GOT IT?”

Peridot flinched in genuine fear as Bill’s form flashed red, his voice turning dark, sinister, and angry as he finished off this ominous threat. Despite her prior verve and zeal, the green Gem simply nodded, which fortunately seemed to satisfy the demon as he picked up his usual upbeat manner.

“Great!” he exclaimed cheerfully. “You’re lucky I like you, Greenie. Otherwise I’d have probably grinded your gem into sparkly pencil shavings by now. But instead, I think it’d be even MORE fun if we did that to them…” He pointed down to the Crystal Gems, all three of whom were still completely unaware of the ongoing exchange taking place.

“T-then… let’s get to it!” Peridot exclaimed, her desire to take her bothersome foes outweighing any sort of fear she might have held towards Bill.

“That’s the spirit, Greenie!” the demon said with an air of genuine excitement in his tone. “Of course, I’m gonna need you to pull half the weight in this genius plan I have cooked up here, otherwise, its just not gonna work. Are you up for that, cause if not, I can always-”

“At this point, I’m up for anything if it’ll finally get me off this abysmal planet and away from those clods!” Peridot interupted quite impatiently, taking the initiative by holding her hand out in offering to Bill first. Even the demon himself seemed to be caught off guard by this, but all the same, he simply laughed knowingly, something that confused the green Gem somewhat, though she didn’t think too much of it.

“Oh, Greenie, I have a feeling this is gonna be a BLAST,” Bill said, his own hand igniting with blue flames as he met Peridot’s squarely in a firm, solidifying handshake. Despite her prior reservations, the green Gem couldn’t help but grin as their hands came down to seal the deal, even though she really had no idea what she was getting herself into. Not that that really mattered to her as much as her long-awaited, soon to be achieved vengeance did. “So it looks like we have ourselves a deal. Which means its finally time to get this party started!”

“Yes, I suppose it is,” Peridot mused, sending her foes a brief, callous scowl before looking to the demon expectantly. “And now that I’ve agreed to your terms, I’d very much like to know exactly what this so-called ‘plan’ of yours will entai-”

The green Gem was sharply cut off as Bill suddenly yanked her hand forward hard, the rest of her form following her disconnected fingers as she stumbled forward clumsily. The demon managed to bewilder her even more when he quickly spun her out with a surprising air of something almost akin to grace. And by the time he ended up pulling her into an unexpected, full dip, Peridot was no longer able to remain silent about her complete and absolute confusion. “W-what in the stars are you doing?!”

“Relax, Greenie, and let me lead!” Bill assured, pulling Peridot back towards him the moment she tried to wrench herself away. The green Gem flinched at the unsettling forcefulness of his movements, but she was hard pressed to resist them again as he twirled her around once more. “I can guarantee that it’ll all make sense in a FLASH!”

With that, the demon pulled the green Gem in quickly, both of their forms enveloping with a blinding, harsh yellow light. And, in what seemed like both an instant and an eternity, those two separate forms, beyond all logic or reason at least one of them knew to be true, somehow became one.

At that very same moment, the Gems and the twins were rushing in to knock Peridot out once and for all, with Pearl leading the charge with her spear aimed right for the green Gem’s chest. And yet, right before it could hit its mark and end this ongoing struggle, everything seemed to change all at once.

It began with a burst of unknown energy so powerful that it easily knocked all three of the Gems and both twins all the way back to the Homeworld warp where Steven was. The young Gem gasped in alarm, not even sparing the blinding light before them a second glance as he checked over his dazed friends to make sure they were unharmed. “Guys! Are you ok!?” he asked fretfully, helping Dipper and Mabel to their feet first before moving onto the Gems. “What was… that…?”

Steven trailed off, his eyes huge as his jaw dropped with frightened shock. None of the others understood the source of such apparent fear at first, that is until they looked back to where Peridot was for themselves. Or rather, where she used to be.

Because instead of the green Gem standing there at the edge of the Galaxy Warp, all that could be seen was an incredibly bright, beaming glow, one that took on a tight, massive, triangular shape. Whatever it was was completely unknown to just about all of them as it somehow stirred up a massive gale to go with whatever immense power was radiating from it, oddly obscuring Peridot entirely from view.

“W-what’s going on?” Dipper exclaimed, holding his sword tightly and anxiously. “What is that?!”

“It’s-” Garnet cut herself off with a sharp gasp, shaking her head in disbelief as a familiar image of a familiar being flashed upon the ever increasing golden light. “N-no… it… it can’t be!”

“C-can’t be what?” Steven asked, looking to his stunned guardians worriedly before looking back to the light itself and seeing the stark, crystal clear outline of the very demon who had been haunting all of them for the past several days alone.

“B-Bill Cipher…” Pearl whispered, clinging onto her spear for dear life as her entire form trembled with terror. However, this assumption was quickly proven both right and wrong as Bill’s iconic, treacherous laughter began to echo throughout the Galaxy Warp, only for it to soon morph and mix with another laugh entirely.

“Wait… Peridot?” Amethyst exclaimed, completely confused, especially as a twinge of unmistakable green mingled with the garish yellow before them. The others simply exchanged a bewildered glance, none of them even thinking of lowering their weapons as both sets of laughter reached a wild apex, another flash bursting out from the triangular glow before it finally began to die down, revealing exactly what, or rather, who had happened.

“Actually, you’re BOTH right!” the twisted, frightening being who now stood before them smirked as the light surrounding them completely disappeared. Bill and Peridot’s voices were still evenly mixed as they spoke, creating an unsettling, downright horrific unison that carried equal amounts of enthusiasm and ill intent at the same exact time. “And you’re both WRONG too! Oh, and just in case you’re wondering, you’re all about to be DEAD soon, which is bound to be an INFINIATE amount of fun for me and an UNTOLD amount of pain for you, ya bunch of boring ol’ CLODS! Nyahahahaha!”

Initially, the entire group below was speechless, especially as this new foe rose to casually float in the air above them, their malicious grin still apparent all the while. On the surface, they looked just like Peridot in form alone, yet almost everything about her seemed absolutely off as bizarrely mixed with Bill as she somehow seemed to be. Her usual green coloration had taken on a sickly, yellowish pallor, her outfit and limbs alike accented with sharp blacks and golden triangles to replace just about every diamond in sight. Her hair had become somehow even more pointed and triangular in shape, taking on the brick-like design the demon was known for, as well as his singular eye positioned right above her how discolored gem. As for Peridot’s normal eyes, they were bright and unsurprisingly slitted, accenting their demented, seemingly unending grin as their lower set of black, thin arms reached up to tip the petite top hat now perched floating above their head.

“Oh, but I’m getting ahead of myself here,” they snickered, suddenly disappearing altogether before instantaneously reappearing behind the startled group. “Judging from the slack-jawed, awestruck looks on all your faces, I bet you’re all wondering: what do you get when you take a dashing, well-dressed dream demon and a genius, technologically inclined upstart Gem, and fuse ‘em both together? Well, I’ll tell ya what you get! The one, the only, all-powerful, unstoppable PYRITE!”

A beat or two of silence on the part of the Gems and kids persisted at this, all of them still completely floored and admittedly terrified by the alarming amalgamation before them, especially as the nightmarish realization of exactly what Pyrite was finally sunk in. “I-its… its not possible!” Pearl exclaimed, absolutely dumbfounded. “H-how could they even fuse in the first place!? Bill isn’t even a-”

“Its called making the most of a golden opportunity, Bird Brain,” Pyrite interjected, suddenly appearing in front of the white Gem to flick her spear up playfully. “Not that I’d expect a simple Pearl like you to understand it. Still, I gotta say, it really is great to see you Crystal Chumps again after all these years!” The twisted fusion’s grin widened, their third eye sparking with demented glee as they glided high over the stunned trio. “I should hand it to you, Fuse Box, I’m surprised to see you two are still together and you haven’t split under the pressure of being the leader of the crew like it seemed you were gonna do way back when I first told you about it.”

Upon hearing this, Garnet’s already tightly clenched fists grew even tighter to the point that they were shaking with rage, her fury against the sadistic demon that composed half of Pyrite burning hotter than ever before, especially in light of everything she knew he had done. Even so, the twisted fusion largely disregarded her rage as it turned its gleefully sadistic sights onto Amethyst instead. “And look at you, Half Baked! You’re still exactly like you were 22 years ago! Short, dumpy, and completely USELESS! Nyahahaha!”

Amethyst shared Garnet’s outrage upon hearing such a callous insult, one that she wasn’t about to take lying down as she swung her whip about threateningly. “I’ll show you useless, you stupid piece of-”

“And last but not least, Bird Brain!” Pyrite chimed, hovering dominantly over the much more frightened white Gem. “Boy, I bet you wish you hadn’t tried to fight back against me so you could save your precious Quartzy now, huh? Because what do you know? She’s still gone anyway! And her gem is still up for the taking, isn’t that right, Rosebud?”

Steven gasped, flinching back out of fear as Pyrite suddenly appeared right before him, not hesitating to laughingly lift his shirt up a bit to reveal the stone on his navel. “Don’t act so surprised, kid, you knew I was coming for this thing anyway!” the twisted fusion chuckled, giving his gemstone a small, light tap. “But don’t worry; I think I’m gonna leave ripping that rock right out of your gut for last just so you can watch me take out each of your worthless friends one by one. And speaking of which…”

Dipper froze up instantly the very moment Pyrite set their slitted sights on him, though his breath completely caught in his throat when the twisted fusion zoomed over to him, Bill’s voice taking the slightest precedent over Peridot’s as they taunted him cruelly. “Well, well, Pine Tree, isn’t this just hilarious,” they goaded, practically perching themselves to stand on the edge of his trembling sword as Dipper remained static in his ever-growing state of panic at the mere thought of being in such close proximity to the dream demon once again. “You get all torn up over my run with you as my puppet to the point that you go to the trouble of learning how to stab a fancy knife around and then when you’re finally face to face with me again, you can’t even work up the nerve to so much as swing it at me! Honestly, I’d be laughing my sides off if it wasn’t so completely pathetic. Then again, I’m not really surprised considering this is you we’re talking about here, Pine Tree.”

Dipper didn’t get much of a chance to react to these vicious remarks amidst both his own crippling, inescapable fear as well as the grappling hook that came flying at Pyrite, forcing them to easily dodge it by flying upwards. The twisted fusion’s ongoing grin finally disappeared into a bitter scowl as the hook retracted back to Mabel, who offered them just as fierce of a glare as they were sending her.

“Leave him alone!” she shouted angrily, completely unafraid of the fusion, even as they leered in close to her menacingly.

“Oh yeah? And who’s gonna make me, Shooting Star, you?” Pyrite asked coldly, still bereft of their usual smirk, though they were quick to pick it up once more with a harsh chuckle. “Don’t make me laugh. You make act like you’re trying to be your brother’s hero here, but deep down, we both know that if given the opportunity, you’d gladly throw him under the bus again, just like last time.”

“N-no, I wouldn’t!” Mabel protested, her zeal replaced with a desperation to prove herself. “Things are different now! I-”

“Oh, you’re absolutely right about that, you ‘Mabel’!” Pyrite exclaimed, finally coming to rise above the entire collective group as the Peridot half of their voice finally took a bit of an edge. “Things are going to be different this time, in just about every way too! Because now, I’m finally the one with the upper hand here! You all are trembling and cowering in fear before me, and with good reason! Because with so much unlimited combined power at all four of our collective hands, there’s nothing standing between us and utterly obliterating each and every one of you off the face of this miserable planet once and for all! And really, I see no reason to put your inevitable THRASHING off any longer, do you? Not at all! Then let the show… BEGIN!”

With a wild, unhinged cackle, Pyrite let their power loose, bright, burning green flames bursting over all four of their palms, flames that they didn’t hesitate to send raining down upon their group of foes in a vengeful frenzy. Despite his still quite poignant fear, Steven managed to shield all of them from it with a well-timed bubble, but it was clear that wouldn’t protect them from too long as a long, deadly-looking cane materialized in the twisted fusion’s hand out of nowhere. Pyrite aimed the tip of this cane directly at the group below them, their smile turning wry as energy charged up at its end with what seemed to be a preparing laser blast. A blast that the Gems knew they wouldn’t be able to simply block out.

“Steven, Dipper, Mabel, hide!” Garnet ordered, pushing the kids away just as Pyrite fired their attack. Fortunately, everyone managed to dodge it, but just barely, especially as the twisted fusion began gearing up for another one.

“B-but what about you guys?!” Steven asked worriedly as all three of his guardians scrambled to avoid Pyrite’s next attack.

“We’ll be fine!” Pearl shouted, using her spear to bat away a stray fireball. “But this fight is far too dangerous for you kids to be a part of! Now hurry up and take cover somewhere!”

“But we want to-” Steven was cut off by Mabel suddenly grabbing his arm, as well as Dipper’s, largely since he was much to captivated by his ongoing terror to do much else. Not wasting any time in following up on the Gems’ commands, Mabel pulled both boys over to the relative safety of the opposite side of one of the hub’s tall, sturdy pillars, effectively pulling them out of the fight just as it was starting to kick up.

“Aw, don’t force those puny pebbles away just yet,” Pyrite mocked with faux disappointment as they easily blasted Amethyst across the hub. “They’ll miss out on all the FUN!”

None of the Gems offered a response to this as they tried their best to jump into the offensive against their new, deadly foe. Garnet preformed an incredible jump, her gauntlets at the ready to knock Pyrite out of the air, only for the twisted fusion to easily catch her in a golden tractor beam before flinging her far off into the nearby ocean. “See ya, Fuse Box! Hope who two enjoy the little pleasure cruise I just flew you two clods on! Now…” the fusion’s expression darkened with manic delight as they turned back to Amethyst and Pearl below them. “Which one of you two is next?”

The pair of Gems exchanged an uneasy glance at this, neither of them quite sure of how to take on the unexpectedly combined threat they were facing. Dealing with Peridot was one thing, but Bill was on a whole other level, and by merging together, they had both only made themselves even more of a challenge, a challenge that could, if they didn’t find a way to triumph over it, end up destroying them once and for all.

Even so, they weren’t about to admit defeat so soon. Amethyst rushed forward first, pulling another whip out of her Gem as she lashed both of them out at the fusion’s feet in the hopes of catching them. And catch them Pyrite did, only with their lower hands, using them to fling Amethyst high up into the air before sharply pulling her right back down with a resounding crash. The kids all flinched as it rattled even them from the safety of their hiding spot, but even still, they all remained observing the battle from a distance, terrified of what might happen if they tried to get in any closer.

With Garnet gone and Amethyst dazed and injured, Pearl was really the only one left to stand against Pyrite, and her fear at this fact clearly showed. She held her spear close to her chest, her form still trembling as the twisted fusion hovered over her tauntingly, even as the white Gem tried her best to make an anxious appeal.

“I-I… I don’t know what you think you have to gain from this little… arrangement you’ve made with Peridot, Cipher,” Pearl began, her voice shaky and nervous, even as she tried her hardest to make it firm and resolved. “But I can assure you that neither of you are going to succeed in your twisted ambitions through it!”

“Yeah, yeah, keep running your mouth like that, Bird Brain,” Pyrite deadpanned, rolling all three of their eyes as the white Gem leapt for them, spear poised to attack. “See where all that ‘noble’ talk gets you when I grind you into the glorified pile of salt you are!” Just as Pearl sent her spear flying at the twisted fusion, once again, they easily managed to catch the weapon, using a tractor bean to keep the white Gem suspended in midair all the while. “Really? Is that the best you can do?” Pyrite scoffed, looking over the spear before effortlessly snapping it cleanly in two, much to Pearl’s alarm. “You know, I really expected more out of you Crystal Clods. But I guess all your traitorous tricks and so-called ‘heroism’ are all completely pointless against someone with actual power. Someone like ME!”

With another borderline insane laugh, the twisted fusion launched Pearl hard away from them, sending her crashing into the pillar the kids were hiding behind and knocking the wind out of her entirely. Fortunately, Amethyst had just picked herself up off the ground to pick up the slack in trying to land a hit on Pyrite, but even so, it took Pearl a moment or two to recover from such a heavy blow, much to the concern of the kids right behind her.

“Pearl!” Mabel exclaimed fretfully as her and Steven peeked out from behind the pillar. “Are you ok?”

“I-I’ll be fine…” the white Gem coughed, clearly struggling to get up. “Bill and Peridot certainly aren’t making this easy for us… b-but we’re not giving up yet! You kids just stay back here where its safe.”

“But are you guys gonna do to stop them?” Steven asked worriedly, noticing well that Pearl looked much worse for wear even so early on into the battle.

The white Gem hesitated for a moment, glancing to Amethyst, who had just been slammed to the ground yet again by Pyrite. At the same time, Garnet had finally returned, soaking wet as she tiredly climbed back onto the Galaxy Warp only to throw herself right back into the fight. A fight that, by all accounts, they really didn’t seem to be winning. “Uh… w-we’ll… we’ll think of something,” Pearl assured the kids briefly, finally standing, though she nearly stumbled back to the ground as she did. “Like I said before, stay out of their sight. I know you kids want to help, but this… ‘Pyrite’ is far too much of a threat for you to handle. In fact… they might be too much for even us to handle…” Pearl muttered that last statement as she drew another spear from her gem, hurrying back into the fray herself as Pyrite continued tirelessly fending them off and attacking them at the same exact time.

“This is really bad, you guys,” Steven said, immensely concerned as he continued watching the battle unfold. Or rather, watching Pyrite toss the Gems around as if they were nothing at all to them and sadistically enjoying every single second of the brutal beating they were dishing out. “I know Pearl just told us not to help them but… I really think we should at least try to do something to-”

“Try what, Steven?” Dipper suddenly snapped quite harshly, his hands tightly gripping his arms as his entire body trembled with ongoing fear. “Have you even seen that thing out there? Its literally Bill and Peridot fused into one huge nightmare, one that not even the Gems can so much as land a single hit on! What makes you think any of us will do any better?!”

“Um… w-well, maybe we can come up with a plan to-”

“Steven, can we just… stop pretending like everything’s going to be ok for once?” Dipper asked, his panic dying down into despondency and despair as he slid down to sit against the back of the pillar, pulling his knees to his chest. “Because it’s pretty obvious that it won’t be. As long as Bill’s fused with Peridot, he’s has a physical form. Which means that he can basically just kill any of us any time he wants to, probably as soon as he’s done torturing us for his own sick kicks.”

“Dipper-” Mabel attempted to interject, reaching a hand out to console her clearly hopeless brother, only for him to completely reject it as he buried his head into his arms.

“So what’s even the point in trying to fight back anyway?” he asked, his shoulders hitching in what was likely a broken sob. “It’ll only make things even worse! T-there’s no way we can beat something like this. We need to just face facts already… i-it’s over, and we lost…”

Upon hearing this forlorn belief, Steven and Mabel exchanged a deeply fretful glance, one that was filled with worry for both Dipper and the situation at large. Right behind them, the Gems were still absolutely struggling against Pyrite’s magical might as the twisted fusion landed hit after heavy hit upon them, even despite their determined resilience to stand against such a treacherous foe. Still, it was becoming painfully clear that all three of them were truly outmatched against a being as strong and seemingly untouchable as Pyrite, to the point that Steven and Mabel themselves began to fear that Dipper was perhaps right after all. They wouldn’t be able to keep their valiant struggle up forever; sooner or later, Pyrite would overpower them and go in for the malicious, sadistic kill, starting with the Gems before finishing them off in their destructive wake. And then, after that, there would be absolutely no telling what the twisted fusion might do next.

Certainly, the Gems themselves must have realized this fatal fact as well, but even so, they persisted fighting, knowing that there was really nothing else they could do now. Garnet leapt high, hoping to finally land at least a single punch on Pyrite, only for the fusion to gleefully send out a wave of burning energy that send the Gem leader flying backward, torn, tattered, and significantly weakened by the attack. Pyrite themselves let out a smug, mocking laugh as they fired a barrage of explosive lasers from their cane down at Amethyst and Pearl, which only barely missed the pair of Gems directly as it knocked them both away, injuring them heavily, yet somehow not destabilizing them altogether. As each of the Gems struggled to recover from such damaging attacks, Pyrite decided to ease up for a moment, if only to take the chance to hold their soon-coming victory over the trio’s heads.

“Seriously, its like you three aren’t even trying here!” the twisted fusion teased, hovering over them triumphantly. “Then again, that’s not too much of a surprise. Without Quartzy around to tell you what to do, you chumps are just about completely worthless! Too bad she isn’t around to save you this time, because without her to bail you out, you three don’t stand a CHANCE!”

Pyrite unleashed an absolutely wicked laugh at this, their trio of eyes blazing with immense, sadistic delight as they poured down a massive torrent of golden flames upon the weakened Gems below. They only barely had enough strength to pick themselves up off the ground and scramble to narrowly avoid the blast, but with the very limited battle ground they had to work with, it was clear that they wouldn’t be able to outrun Pyrite’s seemingly endless barrage of deadly attacks for too long.

Steven realized this as well as he continued observing the battle from afar, a rare sort of anger building up inside of him, especially as he heard Pyrite’s vicious remarks towards his guardians. There was no question that, after all he had put them through years ago, the Gems feared Bill just as much as the kids did, if not even more. But despite that fear, they were still pushing themselves to bravely stand against him, and against Peridot as well, despite how difficult the battle was and how stacked against their favor the odds of them winning it were. And yet, Pyrite hardly seemed to care as they simply mocked and taunted them with callous cruelty, reopening old wounds both physical and mental all the while.

And as far as Steven was concerned, it just wasn’t fair.

It wasn’t fair that Bill always seemed to have the upper hand, no matter what the occasion. It wasn’t fair that he had been the main reason why the Gems had so many valuable memories ripped away from them years ago. It wasn’t fair that he had put his friends, Dipper, Mabel, Connie, and even himself through so much torment and anguish simply to satisfy his own twisted pleasure. It wasn’t fair that Peridot had come to Earth with the intent of causing it untold harm. It wasn’t fair that she had brought Jasper along with her, and that as a result, Lapis ended up locking them both away in a horrendous aquatic prison. It wasn’t fair that tracking her down had ended up tearing a brutal rift between the Gems, a rift that, while repaired, had still hurt them all the same. It wasn’t fair that that both components of Pyrite had done so much to cause them all so much pain, so much dread, so much terror and yet they still were somehow on top, working together in a monstrous amalgamation that was poised to destroy them all and everything they held dear.

It wasn’t fair… which was why Steven realized that perhaps it was time to stop fearing their foes and the havoc they could wreak upon them… and start fighting back instead.

And as the young Gem looked back to the twisted fusion once more, he finally came up with a way to do just that.

With newfound resolve, Steven turned to face the twins once more, only to find them both in rather solemn states. Dipper was still completely despondent, not even acknowledging Mabel’s earnest attempts to comfort him amidst his ongoing grief and fear. Even Mabel herself seemed to lack her usual upbeat zeal, especially as she glanced back to the disastrous battle right behind them every now and again with growing concern and obvious dread. Yet despite this, Steven knew that she would probably be his best bet at the moment, given how crippled by terror Dipper seemed to be at the moment. Still, if his newfound plan went well (and Steven desperately hoped it would), perhaps they’d finally be able to alleviate that terror in all of them once and for all.

“Mabel,” Steven began as firmly as he could as he placed a hand on her shoulder. “I have an idea. A-and I’m gonna need your help for it.”

For a moment, Mabel simply took pause at this, her cheeks lightly flushing as she briefly glanced over at the hand the young Gem had on her shoulder before looking back to him with wide eyes. “Um.. y-yeah, of course!” she answered, almost a bit too enthusiastically. “I’m down for whatever you have in mind!”

“Well, that’s great,” Steven sighed in relief, not pulling his hand away as he also blushed slightly. “Though… exactly what I have in mind might be… kinda dangerous. I don’t want to force you into it if you’re-”

“Steven,” Mabel interupted, acting on a bold impulse as she suddenly took both of the young Gem’s hands and held them tightly. “I don’t think you heard me before. I said I’m down for whatever crazy thing you have in mind. Especially if what you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking.”

“Um… and what might that be?” the young Gem asked with a small, bemused smile. Mabel simply whispered it to him with an excited, growing grin, one that Steven shared as he realized they did indeed have the exact same idea in mind. “Yeah, that’s it! So, I guess we should-”

“YES!” Mabel shouted happily, not hesitating to grab Steven by the hand so they could put their shared plan into action. For the most part, Dipper had paid no mind to the ongoing conversation between the pair as lost to his own morosely panic and grim thoughts as he was. However, he was soon broken out of his revere by a sudden flash of pale pink light, one that only disappeared as he glanced up to look at it and reveal a familiar four-eyed figure he hadn’t seen in quite some time.

“Heya, Dip-bro!” the fusion greeted with a confident, winning smile. “Did ya miss me? Cause I sure missed me!”

They let out a bright, cheerful laugh at this, one that wasn’t even broken by Dipper as he simply stared up at them in absolute awe and disbelief. “M-Maven?!” he exclaimed, sitting up somewhat as he looked the fusion, clad in both Steven and Mabel’s pajamas, up and down.

“Aw, you remembered!” Maven quipped excitedly. “But as great as it is to finally be back in action after so long, I’m afraid I don’t really have too much time to chat.” The fusion held their hand out, light surrounding it briefly before their iconic grappling shield materialized in their grasp. “There are two big bullies making a huge mess out there and somebody’s gotta take care of them, so it might as well be me!”

“Wait!” Dipper interjected, grabbing the fusion’s free hand before they could go running into the ongoing fray. “Y-you guys can’t go out there! Its way too dangerous! Bill could-”

“Dipper,” Maven said, kneeling down to his level as they put a comforting, steadying hand on his shoulder. “I know you’re scared of Bill, a-and to be honest, both of us are too. And to be really honest, Pyrite is even more scary than just Bill on his own, which is probably why the Gems aren’t doing so hot out there. And that’s exactly why we want to—no, I need to help! I want to protect the Earth, and the Gems, a-and I want to protect you too! And maybe, if we work together, just like Bill and Peridot are right now, then we might just have a chance at finally stopping both of them once and for all. Don’t ya think?”

Despite his own going worries and fears, Dipper was unable to hold back a small, comforted smile upon hearing the fusion’s warm reassurance as he nodded his assent. “Ok, but… please, be careful out there you guys. If anything were to happen to you, I’d-”

“Aw, don’t worry, Dip-bro, nothing’s gonna happen,” Maven laughed as they rose to stand, spinning their grappling shield playfully in their hand. “And besides, you know me! Careful is my middle na-” The fusion was cut of as their shield accidentally fired, knocking them upside the head, though not hurting them too much at all as it came zooming right back into place. “Whoops! Heh, guess this thing is kinda touchy.”

This exchange was abruptly cut off as Pyrite’s combined, menacing laughter echoed throughout the Galaxy Warp once more. Dipper and Maven were quick to take a peek around the pillar they were still behind, only to see that the twisted fusion had captured all three of the Gems in their golden tractor beam, their cane charging up with what would surely be a devastating blast. “Oh no!” Maven gasped, not hesitating to hop up onto the warp hub to rush into the fight. “I’ve gotta help them!”

“W-wait!” Dipper called after them worriedly, half inclined to join them, that is, until he stole another glance at Pyrite hanging high above the hub. Upon hearing their horrific, sinister cackling once more, Dipper quickly shrunk back, his former terror returning in full as he thought of just how easy it would be for the fusion, or more specifically the demonic half of the fusion, to completely obliterate him in an instant. Which was why, despite all of his training and even despite his best friend and sister hurrying into this deadly skirmish themselves, he ultimately found himself unable to so much as move to stand against this nightmarish enemy for himself.

Maven, on the other hand, had the exact opposite intentions in mind. For as Pyrite continued gloating to the Gems, who were struggling in vain to try and escape their tight tractor grip, the fusion skirted around the hub, just out of their sight, with a plan of their own in mind to turn the tide of the battle. “Well, it looks like this is finally the end, for you at least,” Pyrite remarked, aiming their charged cane at the frozen trio before them. “I have to admit, this really has been fun! So, any last words before I wipe you three clean out of existence, you clods?”

“Well, shucks, I don’t have any. How about you?!” Mere seconds after this confident proclamation rung out across the Galaxy Warp, Pyrite was suddenly struck cleanly in the back of their triangular head by a hard flat surface. The blow was more than enough to catch the twisted fusion off guard, finally releasing the Gems from their grip as they looked around in complete confusion as to where such an attack might have come from.

“What the-?!” Pyrite was stopped short as the broad side of a solid pink shield hit them squarely in the face, knocking them back significantly. “Hey! What’s the big idea here?!”

“The big idea is ME!” Maven exclaimed boldly as their grappling shield zoomed back to them. The fusion stood proud and strong between the twisted fusion and the recovering Gems, making it very clear they had no intention of backing down this time whatsoever.

“M-Maven?!” Amethyst exclaimed, dumbfounded to see the fusion again at such a time as this.

“The one and only,” Maven grinned back at the Gems, two of their four eyes winking playfully to them before Pyrite caught their attention once more.

“Oh, you’ve got to be KIDDING me!” the twisted fusion barked, an expression that was a cross between annoyance and amusement blooming onto their face. “Out of all the stunts I thought you could pull, Rosebud, this one is by far the most ridiculous. Fusing? With Shooting Star, of all people or Gems? You might as well have just jumped into the ocean seeing as how you two are about as useful as any of those chumps behind you are!”

Maven cast a brief glance back at the Gems before cracking a bit of a smirk as they turned to Pyrite once more. “Mm, I dunno, seems to me like you’re the useless one around here, no offense,” they remarked with an innocent shrug.

“…What?” Pyrite asked, clearly offended.

“Yeah, I mean…” Maven began leadingly, ignoring the shocked glances the Gems were giving them as they began to walk past the disgruntled, twisted fusion. “I’m fun, and sweet, and enthusiastic, and helpful, and oh, did I mention adorable. You, on the other hand, Pyrite, well… if we’re bein’ honest here, you’re scary, and mean, and loud, and crazy, and hm… something else too, its on the tip of my tongue here, what is it…? Oh yeah! TOTALLY GOIN’ DOWN!”

Without any warning, the fusion quickly spun around, sending their grappling shield flying at the unprepared Pyrite. The force of the shield was immense, a bright, newfound kind of energy surrounding it as it clocked the twisted fusion hard in the chest, sending them flying off the edge of the Galaxy Warp entirely and a good ways into the ocean itself. “Huh, guess that goes to show which one of us is the better fusion around here!” Maven called after them with a winning grin. “It’s me, in case you were still confused or anything!”

“Steven! Mabel!” Pearl’s rather harsh exclamation abruptly cut through the fusion’s triumph, forcing them to turn to face all three of the Gems’ rather disapproving expressions. “What in the world do you two think you’re doing?!”

“Uh, taking care of you Pyrite problem for ya, duh,” Maven chuckled, tossing their grappling shield up a bit before catching it easily. “You’re welcome, by the way. This is our first time fighting all fused up like this and I’m having a ton of fun.”

“Well, that’s quite enough fun for you two for one battle,” Pearl huffed, clearly stressed as Garnet and Amethyst kept an eye out for Pyrite’s inevitable return. “I told you kids to stay hidden! You may have gotten a few lucky shots in, but Pyrite is a dangerous, unpredictable enemy, and we won’t stand for you kids getting hurt trying to fight them! Which means you two need to unfuse this instant and go back to hiding!”

“No, that’s the exact opposite of what we need to do, Pearl!” Maven insisted, looking between all three of the Gems earnestly. “Pyrite’s a fusion, right? Well, maybe instead of trying to fight them on our own, we should try fighting a fusion with fusion! Know what I’m saying?”

“You… want us to fuse?” Amethyst asked, raising a curious eyebrow. “I dunno. It’s not like we go around fusing all the time unless its for something like, super serious?”

“This is literally Bill and Peridot working together,” Maven said incredulously. “How is it not super serious?”

The Gems exchanged a brief glance at this, none of them really able to deny such a pertinent truth. And, as usual, Garnet was the one to speak to that truth with a small, supportive smile. “It’s a good plan,” she said, even though Bill’s presence was all but blocking her future vision from seeing the results of it. “Let’s do it. Gems, get ready to synchronize!”

“Um, well, we should probably do it quick then, seeing as how they’re coming back!” Amethyst pointed out the approaching green-golden figure that was Pyrite, angrily rushing back towards the Galaxy Warp at a frightening speed.

“Amethyst, Pearl!” Garnet commanded firmly. “You’re up first.”

“Right!” the pair nodded, putting all of their usual troubles fusing together behind them in light of the dire straits they were in. They were just beginning their fusion dance when Pyrite finally returned, soaking wet and absolutely furious with the clever trick Maven had just played on them.

“ROSE STAR!” the twisted fusion growled, sparking with building power as they glared hatefully at Maven and Maven alone.

“Oooo, Rose Star! I get it!” Maven grinned, flattered. “‘Rosebud’, ‘Shooting Star’, its like you fused your silly little nicknames up for us, just like how we fused ourselves up! I like that! In fact, to show you how much I like it, I got a little surprise for you, Pyrite! Isn’t that right, Opal?!”

The fusion’s grin widened as they spun around just as Amethyst and Pearl’s forms converged in a bright light, their height scaling as they merged into a tall, steadfast, four-armed giant woman, one who was more than ready to take on the ongoing battle. “Yes,” Opal said in her usual calm, deep voice as her longbow appeared in her lower hands. “It is.”

“Tch,” Pyrite scoffed, scowling angrily as they floated a bit back from the much larger fusion before them. “You clods just fuse like its nothing, don’t you? What, you’re too weak to take me on one-on-one?”

“I don’t know,” Opal pondered thoughtfully before breaking out into a daring smirk, raising her bow as an arrow of pure light formed around it. “Are you?”

Pyrite barely had a chance to dodge the arrow Opal shot their way, chuckling to themselves over how the projectile missed before the fusion sent several more flying at them in rapid succession. The twisted fusion managed to block or evade most of them, though a few of them did skim them, much to their increasing aggravation.

“Hmph! You know, I’m surprised you’ve even managed to remember me for this long, Half Brain, what with that short term memory problem of yours!” Pyrite taunted bitterly, circling around the taller fusion, who simply laughed graciously in response.

“It’s hard to forget a face like yours,” Opal teased back, opting to use her bow as a more combatant weapon by swinging it swiftly at Pyrite themselves. Her blow landed true, sending the twisted fusion spiraling backwards, crashing hard into the pillar that Dipper was still hiding behind. He stifled a frightened gasp as he tucked even further behind the pillar, not wanting to garnish Pyrite’s attention in any way, and fortunately, he didn’t as the angered fusion was far too consumed in the ongoing battle. A battle that, against all odds, was quickly starting to turn against their favor.

Ready to make their foes pay for the few lucky hits they had managed to get in, Pyrite began zooming back towards Opal just as she started to unfuse on her own accord. However, before they could reach the Gems, the twisted fusion was suddenly launched upward, letting out a fierce cry of pain as a spiked shield rammed against their exposed backside.

“Wow, what do ya know?!” Maven quipped as they looked back to their grappling shield, which now sported an array of short, sharp spikes on its surface. “Looks like I can make it all spikey too. This thing’s amazing! Sorta like you, Opaaaaaaa—ohhhh my gosh!” Stars were in all four of the fusion’s eyes as they turned to see Garnet and Amethyst merge next, a combining to create a Gem that was almost too large for the Galaxy Warp to even contain. All the same, Sugilite let out a wild, rowdy laugh as she made her long-awaited reappearance, her shades appearing instantly as her flail also showed up in one of her massive hands.

“Now, we’re talkin!” the bombastic fusion chuckled, tossing her weapon up and down experimentally. “Where’s that Pyrite punk at? I can’t wait to pummel ‘em into the ground like the ‘clod’ they are!”

“There they are! There they are!” Maven exclaimed, excitedly pointing to Pyrite as they slowly floated back down to the hub, disoriented and damaged from their previous attack.

“Ugh… huh?” the twisted fusion shook their head to clear it, all three of their eyes growing wide with surprise and slight fear as they looked to the massive Sugilite towering in front of them. “Uh oh…”

“So, you two think you’re some big hotshot just cause you’re two loudmouthed triangles smashed together?” Sugilite asked with a toothy smirk. “Ya look you’re just a big square if ya ask me. Which is why I’m gonna beat you into shape!” The fusion laughed heartily as she began swinging her flail about, and try as they might to think of a way to block or avoid it, Pyrite was ultimately too late as it struck them squarely, beating them hard and heavy into the ground before Sugilite picked it up with them still stuck to it. Knowing this, the fusion swung her weapon upward, watching with smug satisfaction as Pyrite was flung sharply upwards once more, so far into the sky that they couldn��t even be seen anymore after a certain point. “See ya, nerd!” Sugilite called after them, swinging her flail over their shoulder as she stared up into the night sky for the twisted fusion who would certainly come back down. Eventually.

“Oh my gosh, Sugilite is so dang cool!” Maven gasped, hopping up and down excitedly in light of such an impressive display.

“Eh, she’s alright, I suppose,” Pearl remarked with a small laugh, remembering just how much trouble Sugilite had caused during one of her previous rampages. Still, in a situation like this against a foe as deadly as Pyrite, a rampage was more than welcome.

“Sugilite! Sugilite! Sugilite!” Maven shouted, eager to get the fusion’s attention. “I got an idea!”

“Oh yeah?” Sugilite asked, her curiosity peaked as she allowed the smaller fusion into her hand. “Lay it on me, half pint.” Maven did so, whispering their plan to the fusion, who let out another raucous chuckle upon hearing it. “Oh, I like the way you think, baby! So… up ya go!” And with that Sugilite tossed Maven hard upwards, sending them flying in the exact same direction Pyrite had gone, much to Pearl’s immense alarm.

“W-what are you doing?!” the white Gem asked, distraught as she watched the smaller fusion disappear from sight.

“Ah, relax, Pearl,” Sugilite scoffed, unconcerned. “We got this.” No sooner had the fusion said this, however, than a bright golden laser blast shot down from the skies above, giving the pair below no time at all to much as even react to it before it struck Sugilite squarely, splitting her up almost instantly. Garnet and Amethyst fell away from each other hard, both of them suddenly sharing Pearl’s fearful worry as they searched the seemingly empty skies above, seeing no signs of Maven whatsoever within them. Even Dipper pulled away from his persistent hiding spot a bit to look for the fusion, practically overwhelmed with fear that the unthinkable might have happened.

However, these worries were soon unfounded as Pyrite came into view once more, falling hard and fast back towards the Galaxy Warp as the result of a no doubt brutal blow from Maven. The fusion themselves was next to fall, letting out a terrified cry all the while as they had no way to break what would no doubt be quite a painful landing. Unless…

“Pearl! We need to fuse, now!” Garnet exclaimed, turning to her other teammate earnestly.

“A-Are you sure?” Pearl asked, taken aback with surprise. “I… I don’t want it to be like… well, like what happened last time…”

“It won’t be like last time,” the Gem leader assured, taking Pearl’s hand and offering her a reassuring smile. “I know it.”

For the briefest of moments, the white Gem hesitated, worried that she’d let herself get carried away on the euphoria that was fusing with Garnet yet again. But along with that worry came the memory of the resolve she had made to the Gem leader herself; a resolve to stand on her own and be stronger, regardless of the foe they were facing. Which meant that if Garnet wanted her to stand strong alongside her once again, then who was she to turn such an offer down? “S-so do I,” Pearl said with a confident nod, allowing the Gem leader to lead in their fusion dance. All the while, Amethyst continued watching the skies worriedly, paying Pyrite no mind as they made a brutal landing in the broken remains of the Homeworld warp. Maven themselves were awash in fear, absolutely clueless as how to stop themselves from falling as the ground drew closer and closer. They had hoped that Sugilite would have been able to catch them after tossing them up so far, allowing them to hit Pyrite with a quite unexpected blow in the air; however, the fusion seemed to be completely unaccounted for, much to Maven’s distraught alarm as they tightly closed their eyes and braced themselves for the inevitable. Though thankfully, it never came.

For instead, Maven found themselves being caught, not by Sugilite, but by the safe, massive hands of another fusion entirely. “Aaaaaand got you!” Sardonyx exclaimed as theatrically as ever as she began her gentle descent back to the ground. “And not a moment too soon either, darling! Why, if I hadn’t intervened when I did, then you’d likely be nothing more than an adorable, Maven-shaped splat on the ground at this very moment, which is absolutely unthinkable for a fusion as charming as you!”

“Aw, Sardonyx!” Maven laughed warmly, blushing at the compliment. “You’re too sweet!”

“As are you, dear, but we don’t quite have time to decide which one of us would win on that front,” the showy fusion quipped, making a graceful landing as Amethyst and Dipper both let out respective sighs of relief. “After all, we have bigger fish to fry…”

At that very same moment, Pyrite properly picked themselves up out of the Homeworld warp’s rubble, an aggravated scowl forming on their face the moment they caught sight of Sardonyx grinning down at them from high above. “Oh great…” they grumbled, rising to float once more as they glared hostilely at the showy fusion. “It’s you…”

“It’s a real treat to meet you too, Pyrite,” Sardonyx remarked with a mocking bow. “Though I must say, your sense of style does seem to be a bit derivative…” She mused, straightening her own bowtie as she looked to Pyrite’s critically. “Are you sure you’re not copying me? I can’t truly blame you if you are. After all, my aesthetic is very inspiring.”

“I HAD THE BOWTIE FIRST AND YOU KNOW IT, BIRD BOX!” Pyrite shouted furiously, though their anger only increased tenfold as Sardonyx rolled all four of her eyes at such a claim.

“If you say so…” she shrugged as her giant hammer materialized in her lower hands. “Even so, I still think it looks better on me!” With this, Sardonyx swiftly twisted her torso before suddenly swinging her hammer hard, striking Pyrite clean on the side. The twisted fusion was sent flying across the hub, but Sardonyx beat them to its edge with an easy leap, using her momentum to pound Pyrite yet again. She repeated this process several times over as she knocked them about the surface of the hub, laughing mirthfully all the while as she continued to tease the twisted fusion all the while. “Oh, what’s the matter, dear? You’re looking a bit green. A bit yellow, too, but I’m not one to judge. By the way, I do believe that, in most human circles, pyrite is referred to as ‘fool’s gold’. Well, how incredibly fitting for you, since you’re composed of two of the biggest fools I happen to know! Ohohohoh!” With this bombastic laugh, Sardonyx finally came in for her heaviest swing yet, one that was more than enough to send Pyrite far out of the bounds of the Galaxy Warp and back towards the ocean once more.

As pressed against the back of the pillar as he was, Dipper was admittedly quite surprised when Pyrite went flying cleanly past him, shooting out far somewhere off into the distance. Tentatively, he peeked out onto the hub itself only to find Sardonyx gleefully accepting kudos from both Maven and Amethyst on such a successful beatdown, one that Dipper could scarcely believe had happened at all. After all, only a few mere minutes ago, Pyrite had stood poised to easily destroy them all without any sort of opposition whatsoever. Yet somehow, through some miracle, the tides of this battle had turned; once again, there seemed to be some kind of hope that they might actually win, that they actually stood a chance against someone as powerful and merciless as Pyrite themselves.

Still, Dipper knew better. Certainly, Bill must have been luring them all into a false sense of security, making them thing they had a shot at beating him before turning things right back around on them whenever he saw fit. Yet, for as much as he knew it was all a lost cause, some small part of him still wanted to believe that it wasn’t. He wanted to share the same sort of hope that Steven and Mabel did. He wanted Bill, and Peridot too, to finally, finally taste defeat, for so many different reasons. For himself and the absolute anguish, both internal and external, he had gone through and was still going through at the demon’s cruel hands. For his friends who had nearly lost their lives struggling against him in the past. For Lapis, who was stuck in yet another prison only after being chased back to Earth by Peridot and the threat she had once posed. When Dipper really thought about it, both of the components that composed Pyrite had taken so much from him in the past: his friend, his body, his sense of security, and even still they stood to take and take even more if left unchecked. For certainly, if Pyrite won, they’d take the lives of the Gems, of Steven, of Mabel, possibly even reality itself if Bill used the twisted fusion as some sort of means of getting his hands on the rift. And it was only as this horrific thought dawned upon Dipper that he realized something important. Perhaps it was time to leave his longstanding fear behind in favor of something greater, of something far more significant than continuing nightmares or ominous threats. Perhaps it was time to stop letting both Bill and Peridot get away with taking as they pleased… and instead, pay them back for all they had stolen from him in full.

Meanwhile, back up on the hub, Sardonyx had harmoniously unfused, just in time for the group to plan out what they hoped would be their final attack on Pyrite, resolving to split the twisted fusion up once and for all. “Ok, so when they get back, you guys should all totally fuse into Alexandrite!” Maven suggested with a zealous grin. “And then, BAM! Hit ‘em so hard that POOF! They’ll have no choice but to split up!”

“Another good plan, Maven,” Garnet smirked as she crossed her arms. “But I don’t think the Galaxy Warp is big enough to hold Alexandrite.”

“Even if it was, I doubt we’d even need her to finish Pyrite off,” Pearl chuckled, unaware of the ominous shadow rising from the depths of the ocean right behind them. “We’ve already worn them down so much by this point that it’d be surprising if they even came back at all!”

“Yeah, we totally owned those two dumb ol’ triangles,” Amethyst remarked calmly. “Heck, when you think about it, maybe we really had nothing to be afraid of when it came to either Bill or Peridot, after all.”

“Oh I wouldn’t say that, Half Baked…” The entire group froze, newfound alarm sparking through all of them as they spun around to face Pyrite. The twisted fusion looked much worse for wear than how they’d started out, but by far the most frightening thing about them was the intense, hateful scowl on their face, all three of their eyes aglow with nothing less than murderous intent as they slowly walked, not hovered, towards their foes. “You really are a bunch of stupid clods if you think this is anywhere close to over yet! All of your fusions are nothing compared to my unlimited, unfathomable power! So keep ‘em coming, Crystal Chumps. Because I can keep this going for the REST OF TIME ITSELF!”

The Gems exchanged a brief, fearful glance at this, but just as before, Maven was unphased by their threats as they boldly stepped forward. “Oh yeah?” they asked challengingly. “Well, so can we!”

“YOU TWO!” Pyrite suddenly growled, their hatred seeming to flare up tenfold as the fusion made such a daring claim. With a vicious, hostile shout, Pyrite charged forward, their hands aglow with dangerous golden power, power that Maven only barely blocked with a well-timed shield formed over their arm. The twisted fusion collided with it hard and refused to let up as they kept their energy pressed tightly against the protective surface, which was starting to wear down just as much as Maven themselves were as a result of the devastating power being mounted against them. “This is all your fault, Shooting Bud! I had those Crystal Chumps right on the ropes, ready to crack until YOU came and ‘inspired’ them to ‘work together’. But I’m not about to let some mostly human runt like you stop me now!”

In an attempt to give Maven some much needed help, the Gems all quickly rushed forward, ready to provide them backup where they could. Yet, before any of them could even get close, one of Pyrite’s lower hands lashed out with a wave of fiery energy, one that knocked them all cleanly back and allowed the twisted fusion to continue pressing against Maven, who was clearly starting to struggle to keep both their shield, and even themselves together. “Oh, what’s the matter, Rose Star? Falling apart so soon?” Pyrite taunted cruelly, their sadistic grin widening as Maven let out a small, pained cry as their energy began to wane. “Well believe me, you’ll be doing a lot worse than that by the time I’m through with you! The moment I split you pebbles up, I think I’ll start by tossing Shooting Star up into the cold, inhospitable depths of space before slowly and painfully tearing that gem right out of your body, Rosebud! Then, I think I’ll finish things off by blowing this entire hub to smithereens with all those Crystal Clods still on it! What a shame that neither of you will still be alive to see it! NYAHAHAHAH!”

With this loud, manic laugh, the twisted fusion came in with a sudden, brutal strike, one that was finally enough to shatter Maven’s shield entirely. The fusion screamed in agony as they caught the brunt of Pyrite’s flames, burning them slightly as they fell back and finally fell apart, no longer able to hold themselves together amidst the pain and fear that ended up tearing their fusion apart.

Steven and Mabel fell apart from each other hard, both of them weak and hurt and disoriented in light of how sudden their split had been. They only had the briefest chance to look to each other worriedly, however, before Pyrite’s dark shadow hung over them, the twisted fusion standing directly before them with their iconic merciless grin and golden flames poised to attack. “I’ll hand it to you, you kids put up one hell of a fight,” they remarked coldly, practically soaking in the terror of the two defenseless kids before them. “But in the end, it was nowhere even close to enough to stop me. So, it looks like this is finally the end…” Pyrite’s menacing smirk seemed to widen as they shifted their gaze between both the kids and the Gems, who were also completely helpless to stop the incredibly powerful attack the twisted fusion was about to send their way. “Say goodbye, you CLODS!”

With another demented cackle, Pyrite threw all four of their hands down, their flames spiraling directly towards Steven and Mabel first. The pair gasped in fear and braced themselves for the no-doubt painful assault, and yet it was an assault that never actually hit them. For instead, the flames were suddenly completely extinguished, courtesy of the steadfast edge of an ice-coated blade that had been wedged before the fire just in the nick of time.

“WHAT?!” Pyrite yelled, dumbfounded as to how their deadly attack could have possibly failed. Yet as the smoke from the doused fire cleared, Steven and Mabel were the first to see exactly who had come to their rescue.

“Dipper!” they both exclaimed with surprised, yet excited smiles.

“What?” Dipper smirked back at them, holding his sword firmly and confidently. “You guys didn’t think I’d let you have all the fun, did you?”

The kids all shared a brief, warm laugh over this, yet it was ultimately short lived as Pyrite let out a bitter, mocking laugh behind them. “So, you finally decided to crying and cowering in the corner, huh, Pine Tree?” they asked tauntingly, their lower set of hands poised on their hips as they stood over Dipper intimidatingly.

Yet this time, he wasn’t fazed, especially as he forced himself to remain stern and steady against letting his fear of the dream demon control him any longer. “Yeah, I did,” he replied curtly. “When are you gonna stop cowering behind someone like Peridot and actually fight us yourself, Bill?”

Pyrite let out a harsh, angry scoff at this, their trio of eyes flashing with malice and hatred. “I’d watch myself if I were you, Pine Tree,” they growled darkly as flames curled around their upper hands. “You’re playing with fire here. And I’d hate to see you get BURNED!”

With a furious shout, the twisted fusion launched one of their fireballs right at Dipper, who smartly and quickly warded them off with the Sword of Seasons, now covered in a gale-force wind. The breeze was enough to send the flames flying right back at Pyrite, who stumbled backward as the blast hit them and scorched them quite a bit.

“Believe me, I know you wouldn’t,” Dipper remarked solidly, taking a bold step forward as Steven and Mabel rose to join him. Likewise, the Gems also rejoined the fray, their weapons summoned as they stood poised and resolved to fight back. “Problem is, I’m done letting you and what you did to me burn me anymore. We all are.”

“That’s right,” Garnet solidly agreed, completely unshaken. “Which means this can either go one of two ways: you two can split up here and now and this can all be over with. Or, we’ll split you ourselves.”

“So,” Pearl smirked, her spear aimed directly at the admittedly stunned fusion. “Do we have ourselves some kind of deal, Pyrite?”

For a stark moment, Pyrite said nothing, their expression awash in angry alarm as they took in the large, dedicated group before them, a group that was, by all accounts, completely unafraid of them and ready to fight. It was obvious the twisted fusion had lost their prior edge against their foes, and as a result, they were now apparently outnumbered and outmatched. A fact that half of them fearfully recognized and a fact that the other half of them stubbornly refused to accept.

“Well? Any bright ideas about how we’re going to get out of this mess?” Pyrite muttered to themselves, Peridot’s half of their voice taking precedent before Bill’s took over again. “Hold your horses, I’m thinkin’ here! I will not hold any so-called ‘horses’! We’re about to be beaten into the ground by a bunch of rowdy traitors and you need to do something to stop it! What did I tell you earlier about demanding things from me?! I don’t care! You said you’d help me, but even after all this, I’m no better off than I was before! Oh, you want some help, Greenie? Well, I’ll be MORE than happy to give you ALL the help you need!”

Upon this rather hostile exclamation, Pyrite suddenly lurched back, all three of their eyes closing tight as Peridot’s side of their voice let out a sharp, sudden scream. The kids and the Gems all stopped short at that, watching in alarm as this scream gradually morphed into Bill’s wild, insane cackling. A bright flash of light engulfed the fusion, and when it quickly faded, Pyrite still remained, though from their glowing yellow trio of eyes alone, it was clear to see who was now completely in control.

“Sorry to shove you to the side, Greenie,” Pyrite grinned, now fully speaking in Bill’s voice with hardly a trace of Peridot’s left. “But you were starting to get in my way. Now, back to-”

The fusion was abruptly cut off by a fast and heavy punch in the jaw from Garnet, one that sent them clumsily tumbling backwards. “You talk too much,” the Gem leader remarked, adjusting her shades coolly.

“Oh, you chumps are gonna get it now,” Pyrite growled, shaking the blow off as they began to angrily storm forward. However, before they could even really take a step forward, they suddenly tripped and fell completely to the ground thanks to Amethyst’s whip coiled tightly around their leg. “Hey!”

“Whoops,” the purple Gem shrugged playfully. “Sorry, dude. Maybe you should watch your step!” With this, Amethyst swung her whip hard, with Pyrite still tied up in it all the while. The fusion was unable to free themselves from its grip as she spun them around the Galaxy Warp at a rapid pace, clearly having the time of her life in such cathartic payback.

Pyrite’s unexpected ‘flight’ came to a sharp and sudden end the moment they crashed onto the dull edge of Pearl’s outstretched spear. In retaliation, the fusion attempted to grab the spear and rip it out of the white Gem’s hands, but Pearl was too fast for them, pulling it away before going back in with a swift, accurate swing. Pyrite barely blocked it with their own cane, though the force of Pearl’s strike was enough to tear right through it, slicing it cleanly in half to the point that it abruptly disappeared in a small flash of light.

“Hm, what a surprise,” Pearl noted, pulling her spear back for another swing. “Knowing you, Cipher, I was expecting that thing to be a bit more sturdy. Then again, I suppose its just like most of your hairbrained schemes are, including this one: destined to fall apart at the seams!” The white Gem lashed out once more, hoping to take the final blow, though Pyrite leapt out of its way, opting to go back to their usual floating as they glared daggers down at the group below.

“K-keep on laughing it up, you chumps!” Pyrite hissed hotly, their manner still fierce though it was obvious they were steadily starting to fatigue. “We’ll see how funny it is when you’re all smashed into nothing more than the worthless bits of rock you really are!” The twisted fusion let out a heavy shout as they raised their upper hands high above their head, making the most of what energy they did have left to form a massive, powerful golden flame, one that they were more than ready to rain down upon all their foes in one last ditch, desperate attempt at wiping them out for good.

And yet, even that attempt was all for naught as both of their hands were suddenly caught and pulled back swiftly. Their flame diminished in its entirety as they glanced behind them, only to see Amethyst’s whip and Mabel’s grappling hook keeping both of their arms entirely restrained and leaving the perfect opening in its wake.

“Now, you guys!” Mabel shouted with a daring grin, nodding to Steven, who was the first to spring into action as Garnet threw him straight at Pyrite. A solid, sturdy shield was formed on the young Gem’s arm, and with a courageous shout, he brought it down on the unprepared fusion’s head, sending them pummeling straight into the ground. The moment Steven landed, Dipper was already right at his side, his sword drawn and electrified as he ran to the young Gem and preformed a deft, skillful jump right off the side of the shield, which gave him just enough of a boost to launch him right at the dazed fusion. Pyrite only had enough time to briefly turn to face the sword coming right at them and let out a startled gasp before it squarely hit its mark, impaling them cleanly and evenly in the center of their chest.

The entire Galaxy Warp seemed to freeze in the aftermath of this brutal blow, all of the Gems and the kids holding their breaths to see what would happen next. Dipper didn’t dare take his sword out of the twisted fusion, as breathless and adrenaline-high as he was, even as Pyrite glared down at the sparking weapon and then down at him with nothing less than burning hatred in all three of their eyes.

“Y-you shouldn’t have done that, Pine Tree…” they hissed viciously, their voice shaky, but still predominantly Bill’s as they were effectively frozen in place, unable to move due to the electricity keeping Peridot’s form in thrall. “Same goes for you, Rosebud…” They scowled at the young Gem, who had hurried to Dipper’s side, his shield still poised to defend if need be. “And here I was just gonna play nice and finish you off quick and easy. B-but thanks to this little stunt of yours, I have no choice but to make you two suffer more than you can possibly even comprehend next time we cross paths! And the same goes for the rest of you chumps too!” Their voice picked up into an outraged shout as their form began to flash warningly, a sign that they were indeed starting to fall apart. “You may have won this time, but only because I had to rely on a stupid LOSER of a space rock like Greenie here! But who knows?” Pyrite finally grinned once more, golden flames surrounding their form one final time as they closed their trio of eyes. “Maybe next time we fight, it’ll be on my terf. Then we’ll see who really gets the last laugh…” With this ominous proclamation, the twisted fusion threw back their head and let out a wild, sinister laugh, one that gradually began to fade as Pyrite’s form was engulfed in a blinding light once more.

And then, as quickly as they had been formed, Pyrite was no more.

The light slowly faded to reveal that Bill was indeed gone, his presence no longer tainting Peridot as she solely remained, initially dazed an completely unaware of the sword still shoved into her chest. For a moment, she simply kept her sights set on the sky as she slowly blinked before she finally returned to her right mind, letting out a sharp, horrified gasp as she clutched her head tightly. “N-no!” she cried, her eyes huge with some sort of unknown terror. “L-leave me alone! G-get out of my gem, y-you… you…” Peridot trailed off, her jaw dropping in shock as she finally saw the sword running through her, as well as the group of Gems and kids all gathered around her in case she tried anything else. She sucked in a sharp gasp, clearly panicking for a number of reasons as she stumbled backwards and pulling the sword out of Dipper’s grip as it remained in her instead, her fingers shifting into a laser as she desperately tried to keep herself together. “W-wait!” she shouted fearfully, charging up one final, frantic blast. “Y-you clods need me! I’m the only one who knows about the-”

Peridot didn’t get a chance to finish as the sword finally fell out of her, which was just enough to finally destabilize her form entirely. The green Gem gasped as her form disappeared in a sharp puff of smoke, leaving not just her gemstone behind, but several other remnants as well. Alongside her gem, her lower arms and legs, as well as her disjointed fingers were all lying prone and disconnected on the ground, much to the surprise of the kids and Gems who slowly gathered around them.

“W-what on earth?” Pearl asked, baffled as she carefully picked up one of Peridot’s former fingers.

“Ugh, sick,” Amethyst gagged in disgust. “There’s bits of her all over.”

“Nope,” Garnet said with a satisfied grin as she held Peridot’s gem up and succinctly bubbled it. “She’s right here.” And with that, the Gem leader tapped said bubble, sending it off. “And now she’s at the temple.”

“So… I guess we sort of dismembered Peridot then?” Dipper asked, rather confused as he lightly kicked one of the fallen legs.

“Yep, guess so,” Amethyst remarked, scooping up all of the remaining bits and pieces before easily dropping them all off the edge of the Galaxy Warp and into the ocean far below. “Oops.”

“W-well, hey, looks like we finally beat her!” Mabel cut in brightly. “And we got rid of Bill too! So, it looks like tonight was a win-win for all of us!”

“Hm… for now at least…” Pearl mused worriedly, still rather preoccupied with the hostile threats Bill had left them on.

“You don’t think he’s actually gonna try and come back after that thrashing we just gave him… do you?” Amethyst asked, also rather concerned.

“I don’t know…” Garnet admitted, her future vision still blocked off from all things concerning Bill. “Ideally, we should try to find a way to get rid of Bill for good, but… he’s tricky, and hard to pin down.”

“M-maybe I should go talk to Great Uncle Ford about all this when we get back,” Dipper interjected thoughtfully. “He knows a lot about Bill; he might be able to help us come up with a way stop him for good!”

“You kids are all full of great plans tonight,” Garnet smirked, ruffling Dipper’s hair rather affectionately.

“Indeed,” Pearl agreed with a small smile as she put her hands on Steven and Mabel’s shoulders. “If you two hadn’t come in with that fusion idea, there’s no telling what might have happened!”

“Aw, it was nothin’,” Mabel blushed with a small chuckle. “Ok, well actually, I take that back, cause it was kinda something and that something was AMAZING! Right, Steven?”

“Huh?” the young Gem blinked, somewhat distracted as he looked towards the broken Homeworld warp behind him. “Oh, uh… yeah…” He frowned, briefly, largely unable to get his mind off of just how frantic Peridot seemed to be both before and after Pyrite, how she had tried so hard to make a hasty escape from Earth for whatever reason, how she tried to offer some sort of panicked warning in the very seconds right before she poofed. And, given the terrifying, arduous battle they’d just been through, Steven found that he couldn’t simply discount all those things as nothing. “Um, guys?” he spoke up as the others continued to celebrate their victory. “I think… I think Peridot was trying to tell us something back there…”

“Oh, like what?” Dipper scoffed with a bit of a bemused laugh. “That she realized that fusing with Bill was actually a bad idea? A bit too late for that one, don’t you think?”

“Uh, w-well I don’t think it was that exactly…” Steven said, looking aside. “B-but maybe she was trying to say that she knew something about Bill that we don’t? O-or maybe something else?”

The entire group took pause at this, sending the young Gem a round of curious, though largely doubtful glances. All except for Mabel, who had also heard the green Gem’s shortened warning prior to her destabilizing, but even so, she didn’t really know what to make of them herself, much like Steven didn’t. Even so, the Gems themselves, as well as Dipper, seemed largely dismissive of it, especially since whatever threat Peridot used to pose to them was no more.

“Those were just the desperate lies of a Gem who’s been caught,” Garnet assured, finally cracking a comforting smile. “You don’t need to worry about her anymore.”

“Yeah, and as for Bill, we can just figure out some way to deal with him later,” Amethyst remarked, stretching tiredly. “For now, all that fusion’s got me exhausted.”

“Ironically enough, same here,” Pearl smirked as she led the way back to the temple warp pad. “Come on, kids, let’s go home. Oh, I’m so glad this is finally over… Well, at least part of it is, anyway…”

The Gems all readily headed over to the warp pad, with the twins following suit not too far after them. Steven, on the other hand, hung back slightly, looking out across the battle-worn Galaxy Warp apprehensively. True, they had miraculously beaten Pyrite and as a result, won an incredible victory against not only Peridot, but Bill as well. And though that later victory was only temporary at best, it still felt well-earned all the same. Yet despite the high spirits everyone else was in, Steven couldn’t help but still feel some lingering sense of dread. Peridot’s unfinished warning had left him on edge, just as much as Bill’s vicious threats had. And while they had certainly triumphed in this one battle, there was still so much left unseen and unknown that the young Gem wasn’t quite sure what to make of any of it at all.

Which meant that, if no one else was going to try to find answers to questions only he seemed to be asking, then Steven would just have to find those answers for himself.

To be continued…

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33. Does your character respect nature, or would they stomp on it if it meant their benefit?

For “FFXIV deity asks” meme!

This one you’ve picked is, I think, particularly interesting, especially for Rosaire.

Pretty much all my characters love and/or respect nature to some degree. Some (Viviko) do so in a more sentimentalized, naive way, where “loving nature” means loving birds and flowers and vistas without really understanding the breadth, complexity, and danger that nature contains. Some (Hyacinthe, Mrhael, etc.) understand well that danger and darkness, that civilization and nature struggle against each other, but still respect it and believe in the importance of living harmoniously with it (because that is in civilization’s best interests). Some (Valroit) similarly understand that nature is harsh and cruel, but also see in it the sublime and beautiful, and that nurture, kindness, and creativity exist in nature too – and so love and honor it, and believe earnestly in growing civilization together with nature in the least harmful, most mutually beneficial way. Across this diversity of beliefs, none of them would really feel right about heedlessly exploiting and harming nature. Even those who are pretty OK with the exploitation of nature, out of self-interest and/or belief that it is Spoken’s Twelve-given right to enjoy nature’s bounties (i.e. Denisot), still care about preserving it for future generations, which means respecting an ecosystem’s balance (even if the character might not have the vocabulary to say that with sophistication).

Besides Rosaire, Kharadai probably has the most developed and interesting view of nature – along the lines of, “nature vs. civilization is a false dichotomy, every being is a part of the world and simultaneously in harmony and discord with other beings.” He’s deeply suspicious of narratives along the lines of “we live in harmony with nature, the same as our ancestors have since the dawn of time, unlike [those other tribes]”, instead suspecting that all organisms are selfish and will exploit each other for their own ends. Spoken just have the advantage of being able to see the bigger picture, and it’s in their best interests not to upset the balance of the star – which is bigger than all of us and not necessarily benevolent.

– Anyway, if you thought that was long-winded, I’ll describe now Rosaire’s conception of nature and man’s relationship to it.

Rosaire is Ishgardian Orthodox and deeply religious, even if his beliefs aren’t quite as orthodox (har har) as some might imagine. His beliefs about nature follow from his faith, chiefly his belief in the covenant made between Halone and Thordan’s people.

Coerthas is the Promised Land, and (as the knight Loanne says in the quest “The Pecking Order”) “the Fury has given us dominion over all creatures of this land.” To Rosaire, however, this is not a privilege that can be complacently assumed: it requires that Ishgard’s people worship the Fury and preserve Her Church. Further, Rosaire believes that if Coerthas is Halone’s gift to the Ishgardians, it is sacrilege to defile and abuse that gift.

In truth, Rosaire is a city man who spent most of life indoors, even before the Calamitous winter; in his twenties and thirties he was involved in a few covert missions in the countryside and the Dravanian forelands, but even he sometimes has a hard time believing that on a few of those, he actually camped out in the wilderness with a bedroll. Him! Yet while it is true that he feels close to Halone in the chapels in the city, and he goes to look upon Her statue in Saint Reymanaud when he aches for Her guidance – in truth, it is in the Coerthan countryside – sometimes gazing across the summer meadows in blazing green or the autumn fields in dark gold, but most oft when looking up at the white-topped mountains, majestic and sublime, graceful, brutal, sharp blades sweeping up to the sky that at the same time gently cradle the vales between – that he has felt Her presence most strongly, the divine hand that sculpted the most perfect land in all of Hydaelyn.

That land was not intended by Halone to be preserved in the state She created it. When dominion over it was given to Thordan’s people, it was Her intention that they cultivate it to support the civilization that would practice Her religion. But the correct way of life for the Coerthan people is one that fit harmoniously into the environment that She sculpted, not one that tries to impose the lifestyle of their southron, plains-dwelling ancestors. The Coerthans farm the lowlands and graze livestock on the alm, drive pigs through the forests, hunt and fish its wild beasts, and pick the fruits of their mountain orchards. Such practices are their divine right – and it is their Goddess-given responsibility to preserve and cultivate the riches of the land for future generations.

Such feelings are one of Rosaire’s motivations for devoting this part of his life to the Alpine Greening Institute. To most people, he tends to emphasize the Institute’s humanitarian motives – the need to restore dignified livelihoods to displaced Coerthan farmers, to lower the damn price of bread, and ultimately to relieve the overcrowding of the Brume. (To self-interested nobles, he tends to emphasize how these moves work to their benefit as well, and how something must be done to head off starvation if they want to preserve Ishgard’s social stability.) But there is this religious motive, too. Coerthas was given to the Ishgardians by Halone, and they cannot give up on it. They must adapt, just as their ancient ancestors must have struggled and adapted when first moving to Coerthans from the southron plains – ideally, they will be able to preserve the most important parts of the traditional Coerthan way of life, but above all they cannot cast aside their agreement with Halone that they will steward this land.

And “stewarding the land,” to Rosaire, means shaping it for the benefit of its Spoken inhabitants. He has an implicit belief in a Great Chain of Being, with Spoken superior to all other creatures; therefore their needs supercede all others’, and they have a right to rule over and exploit the rest. (As a tangent, Rosaire congratulates himself for his enlightenment in thinking of this category as “Spoken”, not “the Five Races” or “[Alpine] Elezen”, believing himself exceptionally anti-racist, while you and I would probably consider this more of a bare minimum. But this is a topic to ramble upon another day.) Spoken, of course, are inferior to the gods, and ideally the Spoken will rule over lesser beings -- the gods’ creation -- with sensitivity, compassion, and care. But if it is necessary, those beings can be manipulated, tamed, and culled for Spoken benefit. It is his hope, therefore, that the Alpine Greening Institute will be able to restore the old livelihoods of Coerthas with minimal change needed -- but if their research indicates that radical changes are necessary, possibly with dramatic side-effects for the environment, he would stand in support of them.

So ultimately Rosaire has an attitude to nature with echoes of -- hm, not sure if this is exactly accurate, but I think I’d say -- a mixture of 17th-18th century European (especially English, probably ‘cause thats the language I speak) ideas and aesthetics. There is an idealization of nature, but it is a sort of nature that is tamed and ordered by the hands of man and God(dess). “The land of Coerthas” is a priceless, treasured gift, and yet Rosaire is troubled little by dam-building, wood-clearing and artificial plantations, introduction of foreign species, etc., as long as these are in harmony with the religious ideal of the land. The idea of the picturesque resonates with Rosaire and I often try to pull on the surrounding tropes -- the idea of the medium between untamed, awe-inspiring nature and the order of a mannered garden, applied to an entire land, and how that resonates with Ishgardian national identity. They are the city-state of poncy nobles who fought a thousand-year war, who survive in the harshness of the rugged highlands and there built an ornate and even decadent religion and culture, much like the very temple of Halone built on the mountain that rises from the Sea of Clouds.

When working on Greening Coerthas stuff, I think a lot about how Rosaire’s attitudes would differ from ours -- “green” is a buzzword for us, too, as is “climate change”, but these mean something different to us, living in the time and place we do. I think about the brazenness that I see in the European inventors and agriculturalists of the Industrial Revolution (and other places/periods like the atomic gardening movement) -- there’s a fascinating mix there of foolhardy confidence in human ingenuity, grotesque entitlement to the land, and yet also optimism, hope, and vision. I think about how those sorts of beliefs and feelings might emerge in an Eorzean context and try to blend that in to my roleplay, so we’re not just roleplaying “farming in Eorzea,” but “farming in Eorzea”, embedded emotionally and ideologically in the landscape of this setting.

And also, as you have come to realize by reading all the way to the bottom here, it is a terrible mistake to send me asks for ask memes because I can and will talk endlessly and meanderingly about these things. WHOOPS.

Photo above is "Hintersteiner See with the Alps in Tyrol, Austria" by Uwe Schwarzbach('s mom), CC BY-NC-SA 2.0.

#galla-xiv #meme answers //#rosaire ledigne #greening coerthas #ishgardian orthodoxy #rambles //#thanks for the ask!#SORRY FOR THE ANSWER.

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libidomechanica · 3 years ago

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“Worthy proved but that beauty new”

Worthy proved but that beauty new; and his laureat head, elate, he showd no path to pray beneath her skin: I am pure onion—pure union of the oak. I know and adding stood: those prophet oft, and, far and nearer to tell, but particular— “ fishers for substance of dry land or watery face and all arm—and various dyes of colours through her nostrils small talk, ending sale” was better— pray did you had not stop my way; since now and armed my feet; how shall dive, and with a melted down her wings. But this examples are all the plain sae rashy, O, aboon the book your shores before the craggie Oke, all is not to tell thee. with choral steps, before the crime you play at is not to be neat, still one must we leaves. Each from upper day Nighest guest, Increment of patriots of Spain? And thats a fact. thou art thou, like Burns (whom Doctor Currie well night wood will ever call me Papa. Yea, she doth feast and now I will get me to her solitude of passing his own high ground cheers a slight observed in the new births of tropic shade and test! Or he was once yon centinel stars my questioner, filld their insular abode. Around the great shapes of this, sudden lightnings, which maids keep unespied, and mad, the angels look out? To search with such grace she plunge my yearning, nor wear as the time serves, and strive with care, thou deigne to hornet in the heaunly day, like wet silk stained by an Angel came around the faint repeated, in me not what is his own. You determine) with truth.

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 7 #121 texts

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thedappleddragon · 7 years ago

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exit 83 bootleg live reactions

because i already did it with the australian one

yaaaaay

good job jeremy actor

i wish i could see tho

aw the way his voice got soft when hesaid hero :D

also this is already a bop

wow rich wrote that really fast apperantly

a TINY nitpick (just because im used to the origional cast studio recording) jeremys actor could put in a touch more emotion. he’s not bad at all!!!! he’s good. just sayin

i wanna seeeeee

i take back me earlier comment about more emotion he’s great wow

holt sHIT when the croud screamed for michael?? honestly same

omg yayy we can see the set design! nice

i miss the scream before “im lstenin to marley”

awww my heart <3 he sounded so sympathetic with “how was class u look like ass whats wrong” he’s so sweet

boyf riends

“i hate this school” omg such an angry bab i love it

omg i love christine and her outfit is SO CUTE YES BITCH LONG SOCKS

whoever’s filming? same

oh my god my poor hEART HE’S SO SAD I LOVE IT

HOLY SHIT HE’S SO LONELY AND SAD I FEEL TERRIBLE

u can realy feel how alone he feels. just him singing and the soft piano and he blue lighting and noone on stage close to him? HOLY SHIT

HE’S SO PITIFUL I CANT HELP IT

o love how everyone slowly starts to dance again by first just kind of bouncing and then they turn around one by one? god i love whoever directed/choreographed this

oh he’s so nervous

my bean <333

CHRISTIIIIINNEEEEE GOD I LOVE EVERY ITERATION OF HER

im smiling like a doofus i love her and i cant get over how much i love her OUTFIT SHES SO CUTE

shes so bouncy and cute <333 god my weak gay heart

HOLY FUCK

there’s also a part of me that wants to do this

OBLOBLOBLBOBLBOBOBLBOBLO

I WAS NOT FUVKING PREPARED

I WAS EXPECTING THE SCREAM

AND THE SHE SAYS “so i did it” SO MATTER-OF-FACT-LY

GOD I LOVE HER

“aw” honestly same

aw shes so cutesquirming in her chair from exitment

i stg i must hae ghostfilmed this because SAME

“our funds will be diverted to the frisby golf team” “YES” “omg jake”

i feel like jake’s dialogue was kind of monotone and didnt have enough pauses

n the bathroom dialogue was kind of awkward with its pacing, but then again it could have been because of the audience talking. idk

SOAR BI

ITS FROM JAPAAAAAAN

but really rich’s actor is really good from what i can hear

AAAAA 2 PLAYER GAME honestly im not even mad that i cant see they sound amazing

the scamming realization is different but thats not a bad thing

i love michael

and i kind of like that they didnt lunge at every trumpet blare

FUCKING HELL GOD DAMMI SHIT FUCK DAMN HOLY HELL WHY IIS MY SWEET BABY MICHAEL MELL DABBING MAKE IT STOP FUCKING SHIT LOL

LIKE ITS FUNNY IF HES DOING IRONICLY TO PISS OFF JEREMY (and that seems like a very michael thing to do) BUT ASDFGHJKKLQWEHRDFJGHVB

i am both enraged and laughing my ass off

also shit michael’s actor has a very nice lower vocal range

the legendary fall into the beanbags! yes!

oh my god theyre both such dorks <3

ok i couldnt see that well but apperantly the extras cleaning up the set were dressed as video game characters and omg? that’s genius

um what’s going on with the drug dealer’s voice? are there 2 of them? is that their squip? i am confusion

thats what makes it so... AWESOME

aw... i really wanted to see the squip activate... or at least hear it... :(

HOLY SHIT THE SQUIP IS SUCH A GOOD SINGER

JEREMY asdfghjkl you’re so extra

i love how extra everyone is in this musical its gREAT

are they using a live band for the music? because the trumpet just fucked up

the squip is so EXTRA i wanna see himmmmm

also i just remembered the theory about hiw the trumper blare and the cutoff of the regge time beat was to simulate optic nerve blocking being turned on and it made me sad

but then i was unsad because i remebered how much of a fuckin BOP this whole musical is!!!

lol sarcastic play rehersal is great

in the “from a guy that id never be into” song (sorry i dont know the name) christine sounds less infatuated and more powerful. not sure i like it

lol jeremy’s crying lmao

its kind of funny how they solved the problem of not being able to portray that they were behind the school other than bird chirps and her blatently saying so

lol squip gay “just take me inside you”

oooOOOOOoooo rolling around on the floor? thats new

“extra circular activity” also its cute how he couldn hit that high note

WHY DOES JAKE SOUND LIKE FUCKING KERMIT THE FROG

I AM GOING TO KERMIT

AA I LOVE seeing michael so exited my good baby

wow really good lighting effects

“oh...” same

“OH MY GOD” same just let me SEE

“i- ag- i drew it right!” lol holy shit

haha its funny watching the squip suffer

ooooooOOOOO THEYRE ROLLING OUT THE BATHTUB IM NOT REAY FOR ALL OF THESE EMOTIONS

that scream

the whole croud is ME aw-ing for michael

ok so u know how i like trans michael (what no im not stalling) what if trans michael is sitting in the bathroom and actually was on his peiod. oof

no imnot crying youre crying TT-TT

omg i completely forgot about all oft the siagogue between MITB and RSAFABDTH

wow all of the dancing in this is great

the squip is such a badass

also i jus noticed this is the first time he came down from his tower thing

OOOH and i assume all of the black figures resemble all of the squips he’s about to unleash upon the school? nice

i live for the squip’s “beep bop boop”s

seriously the squip is such a good villian

i never really liked the pants song, but its not that bad

AAAAA I LOVE HOW THEY OPENED THE MIDSUMMER NIGHT WITH ZOMBIES thats so cute and cool

AWW Christine sounded do heartbroken :,( “what’s wrong with me now?” NOTHING SWEETIE I LOVE U <333

HOLY SHIT THIS IS SUPER GOOD

watching everyone get squipped is so much fun wow

“IIIIII NNNEEEEEEEEED MMOUUNTAIIIIINNN DEEEEEWWW REEEEEEEEEEED!!!!” lol oy cracks me up every time

MICHAEL MAKES AN ENTRANCE

“give it to me!” “hey, wait! ......................no” “... but i need it D:>” holy shit i cant breathe

i dont think ive ever seen this banter n the middle of the play and im shitting myself laughing

*person filming is zooming in on michael and jeremy cuddling* me: big mood

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOH FUCK” BITCH IF THAT AINT ME

AAA THE SQUIPS DEATH WAS SO MUCH MORE DRAMATIC THAN I COULD HAVE EVER HOPED FOR HOLY SHIT

The girl filming while the squip dies: “no, not my daddy”

RICH MY LISPY BOY

im in awe

they’re all just bouncing up and down this is so cute

i always forget exactly how much i love this mudical but then i watch a booyleg and im sucked right back into bmc hell <3

awe man did u have to cut off right before the final note?

#bmc #exit 82 bmc #exit 82

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bad-draft-stuff · 5 years ago

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inc. au

Arsé-kun: “I told you, I was merely on a walk!” exclaimed the gentleman, hitting the floorboard with his cane. “Sure, I "stuck it” in one, but it’s what I do. Je ne sais pas, however, what happened. I am going to take a look for you, Monsieur.“ A pause. "Y-yes, I fully intend to return home. One a day, I know my limits. Je suis éclaté, after all.” Without another word, the red-clad gentleman took his leave.

Before long, his silhouette was outlined by the raging flames in front of him. He did not seem fazed by the heat- Instead, he leaned forwards into one. Had he been human, he would have burnt instantly. This not being the case, this slight motion forward granted him a better view of the wreckage. Upon a first glance, he saw nothing of note. Knowing better than to quit now, he took another, slower look around before spotting a strange dark spot in the distance. Having caught his curiosity, he approached.

Realizing the spot was moving ever so slightly, his pace quickened. Once he was at the side of it, he bent down to investigate. A light poke with his cane was met with a weak cough and a whine. Nearly dropping his cane, he realized it was a curled up child, and immediately pulled them into his arms. He was once again startled when he spotted marks on their skin. Ink black stripes, that seemed to waver in the heat.

He was momentarily unable to find words, transfixed by the stripes until another cough from the child reminded him of the urgency of the situation. Very carefully picking them up, he softly muttered “Je vais vous aider… I am going to help you. Do not worry, young one. I will let nothing more harm you.” He stood up, and narrowed his eyes at the flames in his way. As if scared, the flames moved away, making a path to walk through. Once through, the flames returned to their previous place. By the time they naturally extinguished, the pair was long gone. ~~~~ Sheepy: Sheepy: *it takes his senses a moment to adjust to the new environment upon waking up. he was silent for a moment, needing time to summon his voice, and finally spoke.* give… give it b-back… you… you didn’t… … … Arsé-kun: Lupin: *From across the room, he only says one thing to make his presence known.* Eh? Sheepy: Sheepy:……huh? *he slowly begins to sit up, and then notices Arsene. He locks eyes on him.* you’re not… where is this…?? … Who are you? …and what?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I am not one you would know, and I apologize for bringing you to my dwelling. I found you, abandoned in a forest fire. *he tips his hat* And you may refer to me as Monsieur Lupin. *he leans forward a bit* And what is your name, if I may inquire? Sheepy: Sheepy:…uh… … name…? … he… uh… … Sheepy: Sheepy:…I don’t remember… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he tilts his head* Hm? It is possible it may only be a temporary fit of forgetfulness. Je ne sais pas, I will admit. Is there anything you do recall..? Sheepy: Sheepy: …um… I.. made a deal with s-someone… but he didn’t keep his promise. So he took them from me…. Arsé-kun: Lupin: What? Took what..? *he leans forward a bit more* Sheepy: Sheepy:…uh, my memories… most of them… it’s really hazy trying to remember much… Arsé-kun: Lupin: This certainly is a predicament, mon amie. I will offer you any assistance I can give. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Oh, uh… thank you. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Did my arms burn? *he seems pretty confused about the markings on his arms* …They weren’t like this before… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … These are new..? But that’s… *he shakes his head* Let us assume those markings are new, and not from the burns. Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t have them, no. Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t have anything like this. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … There is no easy way to explain this, I apologize. *he bows, and stands straight up.* Are you aware of what an Incubi is? Sheepy: Sheepy:…uhhh… the name rings a bell. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Simpler, then. Vampire? Sheepy: Sheepy: ….oh, I’ve heard of Vampires. Arsé-kun: Lupin: It is very similar. And you, I’m afraid, seem to have joined their ranks. Sheepy: Sheepy: Eh…??? B-but!! They’re bad! They… they come… and if you’re bad… they’ll drain your blood… and you’ll die… Arsé-kun: Lupin: This is fairly accurate. However, you are not a Vampire, mon amie. You are an Incubus, which does not partake in the same… *ahem* activities. Sheepy: Sheepy: they don’t drink blood?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: We may. It is not the method of choice by most. It is dirty and not at all tasteful. Sheepy: Sheepy:… … There’s an alternative? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Only a few. Some are only for very specific types of Incubi. The main method… Hm, hm, I’m going to assume you are too young to know. Sheepy: Sheepy:??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he makes a dirty hand gesture, one which requires both hands* Sheepy: Sheepy:…??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he sighs* Sex. Sheepy: Sheepy: … *he stares for a bit before it clicks in* … but I… I don’t want to Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Then, we may have a problem. I may be able to share energy with you, but you’ll need to learn eventually. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s really gross sounding a-and girls and boys are really gross Arsé-kun: Lupin: Sérieux? Sheepy: Sheepy:???? Sheepy: Sheepy: What does that mean? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … My apologies, I oft find myself slipping into my native tongue. I merely asked “Seriously?” Sheepy: Sheepy:..I’m not… not interested in anyone like that… and if I’m not interested… i-it’s not nice to… uhhh… Sheepy: Sheepy: get involved with someone who I’m not interested in… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We shall see. One’s feelings often change upon the transformation. Sheepy: Sheepy: W-wait…. we?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he bows his head down.* Oui. *he looks back up at the sheep, and his face is covered with the same stripes as the ones Sheepy is decorated with* Call it luck that a fellow Incubi happened upon you. Sheepy: Sheepy:??? does that mean you know how to get me back to normal? Arsé-kun: Lupin: This is normalcy now. At least, until you recall what occurred to you. Sheepy: Sheepy: it… it is? it doesn’t feel normal… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It may take time to get used to. Sheepy: Sheepy:…is it normal for people to get turned into incubi? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Non. Most definitely not. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: It’d be nice if I could remember his name… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We.. We will work on your memory as we go, I suppose.. *he adjusts his coat as he’s speaking* Sheepy: Sheepy: Th-thank you!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It would be my pleasure. Sheepy: Sheepy: I just hope that it won’t inconvenience you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Most certainly not. I would not mind assisting you in getting back onto your feet. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m glad… uhh… I don’t see how I can make myself useful, though… Sheepy: Sheepy: I apologize … I don’t have any money or goods. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he waves his hand* That is quite alright. I can easily spare you some. Sheepy: Sheepy: N-no! I can’t accept that…!! I’ll feel… really bad…. Sheepy: Sheepy: Like a freeloader. Arsé-kun: Lupin: It’s only until you can manage on your own..! I am not one to toss someone out..! Sheepy: Sheepy: But if… uh… if I don’t do something of use to you in exchange… it won’t feel right… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We will find something. I assure you, whatever it is will not harm you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he stifles a yawn with his free hand* I hope you do not mind, but I am inclined to turn in for a while. You may look around all you’d like. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Arsé-kun: Lupin: And as a word of warning, do not tell the spirit he can’t be a bird. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Spirit? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Where??? Sheepy: *Lupin’s hat is knocked off his head* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Tom, mon amie, must you do such things? Sheepy: Tom: yesyesyes i dooo Sheepy: Tom: who’s this??? who’s this??? im tooooommm Sheepy: Tom: and i want to be Sheepy: Tom:……… Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. Of course. *he picks up and dusts off his hat* … We have not decided on a name for you, have we? Sheepy: Tom: a bird, but not a seagull, because they poop on everythiiiing and they provide nothing to humanity except for disease and poop Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, uh, no… we haven’t. Sheepy: Tom: he doesnt have a name? Sheepy: Tom: thats ok he can be tom too Sheepy: Tom: you can too if you want to lupin Arsé-kun: Lupin: No, thank you. Sheepy: Tom: ok Sheepy: Sheepy:…I can’t think of anything, um.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he yawns again* We can think of a name at a better hour. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay! Sheepy: Tom: oh… im interrupting something Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non, non, you are fine. Sheepy: Tom: just mention me and ill be there to help. dont worry lupin. everything is ok as long as birds. Sheepy: Tom: oh. im not? Sheepy: Tom: im fine??? Sheepy: Tom: still. ill leave you to this. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods* Sheepy: *where did tom goooo* Arsé-kun: *HE IS GONE.* Sheepy: Sheepy:….???? Sheepy: Sheepy: W-well, uh, good night, Mr. Lupin! Sweet dreams! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he just gives Sheepy a tired smile, nods, and heads out. So now the sheep is Alone. What do?* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he decides to investigate the room. he finds some of the objects there of interest, but decides not to question their existence in the room.* Arsé-kun: *QUESTION IT, SMALL SHEEP.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he questions it* Arsé-kun: *It doesn’t answer. I have no idea what you expected.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Hmm… tough suspect.. Arsé-kun: *Okay, it looks like a fancy knife, though. What is something like that doing out in the open? It is a mystery.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow.. he must be a knife connoisseur. Sheepy: Sheepy:…well, to each is their own. Sheepy: *he finishes his exploration of the room but decides not to explore outside of that room until Lupin is awake* Arsé-kun: *That means he’s gonna be staying put for a while. What do?* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he decides to spend his time by trying to remember exactly what happened, along with doodling on any scraps on paper he can find. good way to use your time friendo* Arsé-kun: *And how does that go?* Sheepy: *he remembers that art is hard and sleeping to escape the suffering that is art is more fun.* Arsé-kun: *about 8 hours later..* Sheepy: Sheepy: *better go and find Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he’s a room over, reading the paper. he lowers it when he notices Sheepy* Ah, good morning. Sheepy: Sheepy: Good morning!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: How do you feel? *he puts the paper down* Sheepy: Sheepy: Much better than yesterday. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Good! Any luck with your recollections? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh… not really… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Hm… Well, do not worry! It has only been a few hours! Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah… that’s true.. Sheepy: Sheepy: I… uhh.. noticed that you like knives. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Tis better than collecting something you can’t defend yourself with. Arsé-kun: Lupin: As well, it has made would-be thieves reconsider their actions on multiple occasions. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh.. that’s..uh..true… but.. I don’t really ever remember.. placing an importance on self-protection… … Arsé-kun: Lupin: As if you remember anything at all, little sheep. Sheepy: Sheepy: I remember being cheated… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It is a start. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Umm, are you living all by yourself…? I haven’t noticed anyone else… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. I have Tom, and occasional.. Erm.. Visitors, but that’s about it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: That matters not. Here is what does matter: Aren’t you hungry? Sheepy: Sheepy: But I thought you said.. uh… . and I don’t want t-to.. … … Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, yes, I did say that. I am not going to subject you to that immediately, though. That would be cruel. Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s alternatives… oh… I remember you saying that… Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you for not subjecting me to that..!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s right. Unfortunately, I brushed up on the subject.. Most of those variations are far too rare to be the case… Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: Well, thank you for checking…!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Quite welcome. Oh, are you going to stay standing? Here, take a seat. *he pushes the chair next to him out* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…! Thank you! *he takes a seat in the chair* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he gives the newspaper a curious look* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… whoever likes this likes writing about the events of the world!! I wonder why… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he shrugs* Who knows. *he puts a hand on Sheepy’s shoulder* Arsé-kun: *Sheepy feels a sudden jolt of energy, which goes away just as quickly as it started* Sheepy: Sheepy: ????? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Like I said, I wasn’t going to force you to do anything. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…! That’s what that was…!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. I can feed for myself again later. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … *he seems a bit tired* More importantly, I’m going to start teaching you the basics of Vamping. *he reaches for his cane and stands up* Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh? Just “okay”? Sheepy: Sheepy: Umm.. wait, do you mean…??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not feeding, no. How to hide yourself, how to control any abilities you may have. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay. That’s fine. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Let’s start with the easiest. *he waves a hand over his face. his stripes appear. he does it again and they disappear* Sheepy: Sheepy: *He blinks, obviously confused. whaaat* Sheepy: Sheepy: Where did they go?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Your stripes, mon amie, can appear and disappear at will. You may also control them. *they come back again* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he slowly copies Lupin’s example* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh! You learn quickly! Very good! Sheepy: Sheey: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *something catches his attention by Sheepy’s hand* Sheepy: Sheepy: ? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Merely curious about your ring, is all Sheepy: Sheepy: This…? *he looks at the ring* oh, uh… I don’t know anything about it… sorry. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. ……….. I, I will take a better look at it later.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Fine by me! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he leans back* The next one may take some time. Sheepy: Sheepy: What’s the next one? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he starts removing his jacket* How do you think you would feel in the air? Sheepy: Sheepy: In… in the air? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: Umm.. I don’t know… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose we’ll have to find out. Sheepy: Sheepy: How?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, we can wait for Tom to visit. Or I can push you off the roof Sheepy: Sheepy: I.. I don’t really like that second one. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Me, neither. But it worked for me. Sheepy: Sheepy: Your parents pushed you off a roof? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Let’s not discuss this topic. Sheepy: Sheepy: …Isn’t that illegal?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Implying Incubi are covered by law? Sheepy: Sheepy: …they don’t have laws??? Why not?? Sheepy: Sheepy: That sounds.. uh.. kinda dangerous. Arsé-kun: Lupin: There are. Just not publicly known. Don’t worry- Most of them are common sense. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh.. okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: But… then… if they aren’t known, how do you follow them? Arsé-kun: Lupin: They are, but only by some people. Once again, common sense. Sheepy: Sheepy: But.. how do most people follow them, then??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Is it just like… it’s morally wrong to hurt someone, so you don’t do it? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … That is not a good example, but yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why isn’t it??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Please stop asking so many questions. Sheepy: Sheepy: … .. uh, when did you want to do that… thing… seeing how I feel about being in the air?? When that ghost guy comes…? Sheepy: *speaking of ‘ghost guy’, something that isn’t fragile falls over* Arsé-kun: *there he is* Sheepy: Tom: hi there. did you need me? did you want some fun bird facts? Sheepy: Tom: alright. Sheepy: Tom: did you know that chickens are the most common species of bird? Sheepy: Tom: did you know that penguins are the only birds that can swim? Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s… That’s great, Tom. I did need you, though. Sheepy: Tom: did you know that kiwis are almost completely blind? Sheepy: Tom: oh. you did? but not for bird facts?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he explains* Sheepy: Tom: oh. Sheepy: Tom: so throw him off a roof gently. Arsé-kun: Lupin: First of all, how do you do that “gently” and don’t answer that. Sheepy: Tom: let him gently descend into the depths of hell. Sheepy: Tom: … Sheepy: Tom: er. Sheepy: Tom: …. let him gently descend??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: You’re hilarious. Sheepy: Tom: oh. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Just pick him up. Sheepy: Tom: ok. … *he picks up Sheepy, who reacts by immediately trying to get back on the ground. nopenopenope* Sheepy: Tom: do not worry. i only intentionally drop things. i dont unintentionally drop things. Sheepy: Tom: can i offer you some fun bird facts in these trying times? Sheepy: Tom: a group of chickens is not called a flock, but rather a peep. Sheepy: Tom: a group of birds is a flock, but most birds have specific group names for their species. geese have four different names depending on where they are, and ducks have three. Sheepy: Tom: some types of birds even have multiple names for their groups without being in different locations. such as there being a colony of penguins, but also a pride of penguins. isn’t this incredibly interesting? Sheepy: Sheepy: *he’s stopped flailing around to listen to Tom. for once, Tom’s rambling has helped* Sheepy: Tom: but do not be mistaken. platypi are not birds. they also don’t have a collective name because they are solitary creatures, and generally do not form groups. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Then what is a group of crows- Oh, I am late. Go on. Sheepy: Tom: … Sheepy: Tom: …. Sheepy: Tom: The way I DIED. Sheepy: Tom: aren’t these facts fun? hahaha! Sheepy: Sheepy: You.. died to a group of crows? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ? Sheepy: Tom: … Sheepy: Tom: its a murder Sheepy: Tom: do you want to know any more fun bird facts Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Ah. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he now looks uneasy* Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Sure, Tom. Sheepy: Tom: did you know that the trait of laying brown eggs and the trait of red ear lobes are connected in chickens Arsé-kun: Lupin: Amazing. Sheepy: Tom: the first bird domesticated by humans were geese Arsé-kun: Lupin: Why are they such jerks? Sheepy: Tom: geese? Sheepy: Tom: So what’s so bad about the goose? First off, they are mean. They would rip your face off of your skull and do the Mexican hat dance on it if given the chance to. Sheepy: Tom: geese are territorial birds and see you as a lower being. if you make a lot of ruckus, such as car honking, theyll believe youre the alpha male and will follow you around rather than going after you. it really depends on who they see as an alpha male. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he looks to Sheepy* This isn’t too bad, is it? Sheepy: Sheepy: n-no, but… I doubt this is how it’s going to be like… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It isn’t too far off. Sheepy: Tom: from my experience its not too bad not having your feet on the ground but then again im a ghost Sheepy: Tom: i go through walls Sheepy: Tom: and dont feel pain Sheepy: Tom: like if you stabbed me i wouldnt feel anything Sheepy: Tom: because why would you stab a ghost Sheepy: Tom: thats stupid Sheepy: Tom: that being said Sheepy: Tom: im usually in your house somewhere Sheepy: Tom: because there are some children who are troublemakers and like chasing me around with a weapon that actually hurts to be hit by Arsé-kun: Lupin: As long as it isn’t the closet- Ugh. Must I tell them off for you? Sheepy: Tom: i doubt youll get anywhere Sheepy: Tom: but i havent done anything about it because i could probably throw them pretty far but i dont want their parents or something to catch wind of that Sheepy: Tom: i hide in things i find cute. like that lamp. that lamp is cute. have you noticed that sometimes it flickers? thats me. its not the bulb. sorry. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I was wondering about that. Sheepy: Tom: oh. Sheepy: Tom: is this enough, or should i keep holding him Arsé-kun: Lupin: That is enough. Sheepy: Tom: *he drops Sheepy* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Couldn’t just put him down? Sheepy: Sheepy: so.. is that all I’m going to have to do with that??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, no. But some people just cannot be in the air. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Airsick. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Well I don’t think I am… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We’d know if you had been. So, I’d say you passed that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah… Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. And do not worry. I would not have you thrown off a roof, for any reason. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh.. that��s good… I thought you were being serious. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. Sheepy: Sheepy: Haha.. well, you got me, then. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Hmhm. *he tosses his jacket aside (finally) and sprouts his wings. he then turns so Sheepy can get a better look* Sheepy: Sheepy: ????? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Why else would I ask about the air? We can fly. Sheepy: Sheepy: We can…??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: …how??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *one flap, two flap, into the air* Sheepy: Sheepy: ???? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he comes back down, and folds his huge fukin wings* Tis not too hard, after practicing. Sheepy: Sheepy: But where did they come from? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Much like the stripes, they can be hidden at will. I’m not going to make you pull yours out- It just happens. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he just stares. he doesn’t get it* Sheepy: Sheepy: So I just… will them to appear…? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. I apologize if I am not explaining clearly. This is my first time teaching such.. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s okay! Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess I should try, now, uh… Sheepy: Sheepy: *it takes him some time, but he does get them to appear. good job buddy* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he’s genuinely impressed* Sheepy: Sheepy: Um… so I do that.. and then… Sheepy: Sheepy: ..uhhh… Sheepy: Sheepy: …I don’t know how to move them Arsé-kun: Lupin: Try shrugging your shoulders. See if they do anything. Sheepy: Sheepy: ..So you fly by aggressively shrugging your shoulders? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he laughs* Well, no. That isn’t too far off, though..! Sheepy: Sheepy: That’s good. It’d be really uncomfortable… Arsé-kun: Lupin: That would be positively absurd. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he uses big words that sound fancy so he must be someone not to mess with* Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. And we still have not come up with a name for you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, that’s true… umm.. I don’t have any ideas, though… Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: The only thing that comes to mind whenever I want to address you is “Sheep”, unfortunately. That is not a proper name. Sheepy: Sheepy: I look like a sheep??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: In my humble opinion, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… I didn’t know because I haven’t looked in the mirror as of yet. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh! *he fetches a mirror* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks in the mirror* Wow! I look suspiciously like that chair in the background, haha! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Take the ring off first, Sheepy. Sheepy: Sheepy:??? Okay… *he takes it off* Sheepy: Sheepy:….Oh! There I am! Sheepy: Sheepy:…Looking at this face in the mirror… it doesn’t feel quite right… but I guess that’s me… Sheepy: Sheepy: … Wait a second, how did you know that this ring… did that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I was hoping you weren’t actually a chair- Hm? Sheepy: Sheepy: Umm… what do you know about it…??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … A fair bit more than I should. No, I do not have one. No, they have nothing to do with being an Incubus, and no. Sheepy: Sheepy: Then where do they come from??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: May we discuss this later? It may not even be yours to begin with. Sheepy: Sheepy: I stole it?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Like I said, I do not know. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. We don’t have to discuss it now. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he puts his wings away and picks up his coat* I will be back in a few hours. You may explore any room you wish, just do not leave. For your safety, I mean. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: *Lupin heads out* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he watches him leave and decides to look for something that will jog his memory* Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s tempting to go outside but I don’t know what’s out there. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe nothing of danger but he’s testing me. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he decides just to wait it out…* Arsé-kun: *Lupin does indeed return a few hours later, and he announces his return by gracefully slamming into the door trying to keep his balance* Sheepy: Sheepy: A-Are you okay?! *he goes over to help support Lupin as best as he can* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Y-yes, mostly. I need to stop looking out of the elevator window. *he realizes what he said and promptly shuts up* Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s an elevator??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. After I, er, recover, I’ll show you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: *so about an hour later, Lupin brings Sheepy out into the hallway.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow. It’s an apartment! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy: What floor are we on??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. 7th. Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow! So high up! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It goes higher up, if you’d like to see. Sheepy: Sheepy: Umm… not particularly, no. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Very well. The elevator is at the end of this hall. I do not mind going down in it, so if you want to explore, you may. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay! Sheepy: Sheepy: But what’s the dangerous thing?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh? Sheepy: Sheepy: You said it’s dangerous to go out alone. Arsé-kun: Lupin: After what happened to you, I was merely being cautious. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: *so they go down i guess? idk man* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow! It looks really nice!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods in agreement* Sheepy: Sheepy: You lead!! I don’t know what’s around so I don’t know what to look at! Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s me leading you around, not exploring. Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s a difference? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: But if it’s dangerous to be alone, how do I explore? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I won’t be far, I can assure you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Sheepy: Sheepy: *he goes to explore, yaaay* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *and he collapses onto a nearby sofa. fuck this* Sheepy: *Unfortunately his rest is interrupted by Izzy sitting on him* Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Must you? Sheepy: Izzy: Hi there! It looked like you weren’t gonna reply to anything else, so I tried this. Sheepy: Izzy: But I’ve got a question~ Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui, Mademoiselle. Sheepy: Izzy: Where’s the best place to put a missing child poster? You’re smart. You should know this. Arsé-kun: Lupin: If the next words out of your mouth are “He looks like a sheep”, I’m going to strangle a hooker. Get off of me, please. Sheepy: Izzy: *she moves* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mademoiselle, there is something very fishy afoot. I would go into detail, but there is a high likelihood we would be caught mid-explanation. Sheepy: Izzy: Ohh. Hmm… well, you can explain later, right? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Most certainly, to you or… Him. Sheepy: Izzy: Him? Oh, you know about the missing kid? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I was referring to the Monsieur, but yes. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh! Thanny! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Izzy: He looked like he needed a break from me so I decided to come bother you instead. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Thanks a million. Sheepy: Izzy: I only bother friends … Arsé-kun: Lupin: I am aware. I apologize, I’m in a bit of a mood. Sheepy: Izzy: What’s bothering you? Sheepy: Izzy: I can strangle whoever it is for you! Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. We’ve covered the matter before. Your response was to throw me onto a mountain for “therapy”. Sheepy: Izzy: Ohh… thaaatt… Sheepy: Izzy:…Wait a second!! I threw you off a mountain? Sheepy: Izzy: That’s awesome! Arsé-kun: Lupin: No, you threatened to. Sheepy: Izzy: But! Hey!! I’ll try to do something about it~ Sheepy: Izzy: *she raises her voice* Gee they should add opaque walls to the elevator or someone is gonna get strangled Sheepy: Izzy: *she lowers her voice* Sheepy: Izzy: But, don’t worry! I don’t think you’re wimpy because of it. Sheepy: Izzy: You’re brave, because you actually face what you fear. Most people wouldn’t do it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I…. Thank you. Sheepy: Izzy: Whenever you feel bad about it, just remember that bravery isn’t not being scared. It’s being able to face your fears. Sheepy: Izzy: Does that make you feel better?? I hope so. I can’t think of any other motivational things. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Actually, yes. Sheepy: Izzy: I’m glad! Sheepy: Izzy: But, look, if you need help with that, I’m here. I don’t have much to do with my time anyway. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods* Sheepy: Sheepy: Mr. Lupin! I’m baaack! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh! And how did it go? *he quickly stands up, partially blocking Izzy from view* Sheepy: Sheepy: I had fun!! I think I’m starting to understand the geography now! Sheepy: Izzy: you’re a dad???? Sheepy: Izzy:???????? Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s good, that’s good- N-No! Sheepy: Izzy: he’s adorable… hello small child. I’m your mom now and you don’t have a choice in this matter Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mademoiselle, please. He is not my child. Sheepy: Izzy: Ohh. Okay. That means he might actually have a mom then. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. We do not know, though. Sheepy: Izzy: Huh. Weird. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Ah, I’m sorry I ignored you. This is one of my… Er.. Bosses, lets say. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Izzy: He’s rad. He’s also a nerd his existence makes me want to give him a noogie Arsé-kun: Lupin: M-mademoiselle..! Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Sheepy: Izzy: Am I being too informal?? Sheepy: Izzy: Okay. Lemme try to be more formal. Sheepy: Izzy: *she mimics Thanny’s voice badly* you’re fired grumble grumble paycheck grumble project grumble Sheepy: Izzy: Is that better? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not exactly. Sheepy: Izzy: I tried. Sheepy: Sheepy: She’s your boss? Okay.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: One of two, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: ohh. Sheepy: Izzy: Lupin, we should race RC cars later Arsé-kun: Lupin: And you call me the nerd? Sheepy: Izzy: yeah you’re a nerd Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. Thanks. Sheepy: Izzy: Like when they show people being shoved into lockers for being a nerd, the victims call upon you to bring dowm justice because you’re the giga nerd Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is lost already* Arsé-kun: Lupin: If you do not mind, Mademoiselle, I think I am going to return upstairs. Sheepy, you may come if you wish. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay! Sheepy: Izzy: See you later, man. Sheepy: Izzy: I might drop by later 'cause I’ve got a job for you. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t worry. It’s easy. Sheepy: Izzy:…At least, for you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I understand. Sheepy: Izzy: GREAT! Great! Sheepy: Izzy: *there she goes. goodbye izzy* Sheepy: Sheepy: … She’s weird. Arsé-kun: Lupin: M-hm. Sheepy: Sheepy: …What kinda job do you have that has you working for her??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Later. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he gets up, and heads for the elevator* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he follows* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *open sesame, elevator* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he enters the elevator. the windows are still so cool, wooow* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he presses the button and faces away from the window, concentrating on the elevator door* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he doesn’t even notice that Lupin isn’t looking out. scenery is more important right* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *and now we wait* Arsé-kun: *1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, wait, what* Sheepy: Sheepy: …eh? Sheepy: Sheepy: …We’ve been going for a while… haven’t we…? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. Oh, not this again.. Sheepy: Sheepy: ? Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. It breaks sometimes when going up, and goes to the wrong floor. We can just use the stairs to go down, it’s not a worry. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, that’s good… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he leans back, using the rail to stay balanced* So we just need to wait a minute. Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes, I’m fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay, that’s good… Sheepy: Sheepy: but are you going to be okay?? Arsé-kun: *And it dont stop goin and it dont stop goin and it dont stop-oh it stopped* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy Okay, that’s good. Sheepy: Sheepy: But don’t push yourself. Arsé-kun: *The elevator stopped, y'know* Sheepy: Sheepy: We should get out. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Possibly. *he hits the Open Door button. It’s the roof. k* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow… we’re high up! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes, we are. Sheepy: Sheepy: …. so there’s a staircase around here.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Right over there. *he points it out* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he heads over to the staircase* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he follows, making sure not to look anywhere else but the staircase* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems to be keeping an eye on Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: … What? I’m fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: You sure? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. You’re awfully concerned for someone you just met. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? Ummm… well, you just didn’t look so good earlier. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’m fine. It’s okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Sheepy: Sheepy: *he stops at the stairs and waits for Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he catches up* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he heads down the stairs* Arsé-kun: *so does Lupin. Intense* Sheepy: *Sheepy doesn’t actually trip down the stairs. good job buddy* Arsé-kun: *Lupin almost does, but that’s because he’s a moron. A+.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks over* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *nothing happened I swear* Sheepy: Sheepy: *okay* Sheepy: Sheepy: By the way, why didn’t we take the stairs up? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Because they’re a mess. Sheepy: Sheepy: Did your boss destroy them? Arsé-kun: Lupin: At least once, probably. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe your boss knows something about that ring of mine. Although, if it’s not mine, it’s kinda useless… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Most likely. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! Well, if you want, you can have it for now so you can show it to her. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’d rather not. You already have it, so. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why do you dress really fancy while your boss was wearing sandals with socks? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Preferences. Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you do evil things? Sheepy: Sheepy: Because only evil people wear sandals with socks Arsé-kun: Lupin: There is an entire culture who do that, you know. Sheepy: Sheepy: There is? Sheepy: Sheepy:…I think she also planted that flower garden I saw… it had all yellow flowrs except for one, which was red. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That was her, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: But… but why…??? Sheepy: Sheepy: That’s so…mean… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I thought it looked nice. Sheepy: Sheepy: But it’s completely fine until the one red flower. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I think it makes it stand out. Sheepy: Sheepy: But it had the opportunity to just be completely yellow. Sheepy: Sheepy: And then that red flower happened. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I used to joke about it being me in a world of idiots. Not anymore, of course, that would be rude. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? Why not anymore? Arsé-kun: Lupin: It’s simply rude. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Arsé-kun: *Getting back into the apartment, there’s a few papers and pictures on the table that had not been there earlier. Lupin does not notice them.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Where did these papers and pictures come from? *he goes over to look at them* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh? What are- Ah! *he goes over and puts his hand over them* Do not worry, do not worry! Sheepy: Sheepy: ?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: It does not concern you. Mademoiselle did state she had a job for me.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: The way you’re acting … makes it seem really suspicious… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Well, actually… *he takes the papers and leaves the pictures* You can look those over, in the off chance they’ll spark a memory- Hm? I.. I just do not like discussing the details, I apologize. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks at the pictures* Arsé-kun: *it’s just pictures of people. nothing too exciting* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ? Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s people. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: Your job is photography? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. Sheepy: Sheepy: ??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I did say to not worry, did I not? Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: But I can’t think of any job that would require anything like this. I don’t recognize any of these people, either… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Then don’t think about it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: You’ve got a really weird job … Arsé-kun: Lupin: Indeed. I would quite dislike if either of my bosses got angry at me, so I believe I am going to take care of this now. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he bends over, takes something out from under the sofa, and heads out before Sheepy can get a good look at it* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he watches Lupin leave* Arsé-kun: *he is Gone* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he waits a bit to make sure Lupin doesn’t suddenly return before checking under the sofa* Arsé-kun: *there is nothing else there* Sheepy: Sheepy: *oh.* Arsé-kun: *there’s a noise like a firecracker from the roof, then a second. no more after that* Sheepy: Sheepy:….??? *he wonders if he should go investigate * Arsé-kun: *he could if he wants to* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he remembers the warning about it being dangerous outside, but at the same time. he’s curious. curiosity wins and he goes to check it out* Arsé-kun: *the elevator is currently in use. take the stairs? y/n* Sheepy: *y* Arsé-kun: *So he does. Lupin is not up there, but whatever he was carrying is.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he assumes that it’s intended for Lupin’s bosses, and doesn’t touch it. Arsé-kun: *But is there harm in seeing what it is?* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is tempted to see, but wonders if Lupin will check on it soon* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he decides to stay put and see if anything happens* Arsé-kun: *nothing does. yippee* Sheepy: *he gets really curious and decides to check it out* Arsé-kun: *That is a gun. That is most definitely a gun. A long gun. Longgun. And if Sheepy decides to touch it, it’s still warm* Sheepy: Sheepy: *WELL BETTER GET OUT OF HERE FAST HAHAHA* Arsé-kun: *So Sheepy goes… Somewhere. Where?* Sheepy: *he decides the place to go is the best hide-y hole he can find in the building to give himself some time to think through the gun* Arsé-kun: *he isn’t interrupted and doesn’t find anything on the way.* Sheepy: Sheepy: well he isn’t looking for me it seems… so maybe the contents weren’t intended and he was framed… Sheepy: Sheepy: But the longer I stay out, the more suspicious it’ll seem Arsé-kun: *There is some noise from elsewhere* Arsé-kun: *and a door closing* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks over at the noise* Arsé-kun: *he sees a closed door. exciting* Sheepy: Sheepy: … … ? *he looks at his surroundings* Arsé-kun: *someone was there, he can tell. their shadow just disappeared from view. huh.* Sheepy: Sheepy: ….? *he considers going out of his hiding place to look, but…* Arsé-kun: *well, they are certainly gone now* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he gets out of his hiding spot and looks around* Arsé-kun: *AINT SHIT. Check closet y/n* Arsé-kun: *HEY KIDS, YOU KNOW WHAT’S BETTER THAN SKELETONS IN THE CLOSET? DEAD BODIES IN THE CLOSET! GEE, WOWZERS!* Sheepy: Sheepy: ??!! *he screams, but covers his mouth to try not to attract any attention. he proceeds to close the closet door and go back to hiding. nooooope* Arsé-kun: Lupin, from a few floors up, and very muffled: SHEEPY?! WAS THAT YOU?! WHERE ARE YOU?! Sheepy: Sheepy: *he isn’t sure if he should reply or not… so he does his best to remain quiet, trying to decide between his two choices* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he continues calling for Sheepy, taking a risk with the ruined stairs * Sheepy: Sheepy: *he tries to get his voice to work to reply to Lupin. That doesn’t work too well* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he’s beginning to sound worried* Sheepy: Sheepy: *oh shoot. oh shoot. he tries a few times, the first three or four times his voice can’t get all too high, and the last he finally manages to get out a “I’m here!”* Arsé-kun: *Lupin nearly falls down the stairs getting to him, and boy oh boy is he worried* Arsé-kun: Lupin: A-are you all right?! Sheepy: Sheepy: I..sorry..I…closet…there’s… … h-heard noise on roof… and.. and uh… so I hid here because uh… then… someone came.. b-but… closet.. Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s a body i-in the closet! Whoever was here put it there! I didn’t see them but I’m sure of it!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he pales a little at the mention of the closet* … A-ah… Th-that… Sheepy: Sheepy: D-Did you see them?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I, er, did see, y-yes… Let’s go upstairs, away from it.. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he stands up* okay… Sheepy: Sheepy:… why was it there…?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. ….. Sheepy: Sheepy: Y-you don’t know either, huh… w..well, let’s be careful… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … No. I am fully aware of it. *he takes a moment to regain his composure* Once again, let us go elsewhere. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: You know … the body itself isn’t that scary. It’s just that someone left it there… … Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Had nowhere else to put it, perhaps? Sheepy: Sheepy:…but it’s more that the person who put it there is the scary one… Sheepy: Sheepy: so let’s try to avoid them, okay? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ………….. Sheepy: Sheepy: Is… is something wrong? Sheepy: Sheepy: Did they threaten you?? I’ll fight them! It’s okay! You’ll be safe from them!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: N-no.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? What is it then? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. Let’s go upstairs. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: *and they go, with Lupin visibly nervous the entire time* Sheepy: *and Sheepy is focused on Lupin* Sheepy: Sheepy: Um, since we’re here now, someone’s trying to frame you! They put the murder weapon in your bag! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Non. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? But… but I saw it in your bag… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It was there, correct. Sheepy: Sheepy:…but then…why are you sure no one framed you? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he quietly takes a seat, and waits for Sheepy to catch on* Sheepy: Sheepy:…you… you killed… them..? th…that body’s… something you left there …?? Sheepy: Sheepy:…. but why? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. *he shakes his head* No choice. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he parrots the words back again a few times* … … no choice… uh, are you g-going to… kill me..? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he looks rather horrified at the idea, and he quickly shakes his head* N-non, most certainly not..! Sheepy: Sheepy: … Okay. I believe you. Sheepy: Sheepy: I won’t tell anyone what I saw. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … … You do not have to do that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? But it’d be bad to tell anyone, because then you’d get in trouble, and you don’t want to do it anyway. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I… I did not expect you to take this so.. Easily.. Sheepy: Sheepy: They aren’t scary. It’s just the people who make them that’s scary. But you’re not bad, so it’s okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Very well. If you ever feel you need to leave, go on ahead. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t feel like I do… Sheepy: Sheepy: I mean, unless you want me to. But it’s safer here than out there… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: It is! Because I know you won’t try to hurt me because you said you wouldn’t! But no one else has! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … You’ve got an awful lot of trust in me. Sheepy: Sheepy: ?? “Trust”? Arsé-kun: Lupin: The belief that I will do as I said. Sheepy: Sheepy: Of course you will! Because you said so! Sheepy: Sheepy: People… people don’t actually say things and then not do them, do they? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Some do. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why…?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: A multitude of reasons. Sheepy: Sheepy:???? Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t know that. Sheepy: Sheepy: But I doubt you would, because you told me about it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …… I see. I… I am sorry you had to see that.. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I don’t understand you. Sheepy: Sheepy:? Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Do not worry about it. It is not a bad thing. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay! Sheepy: Sheepy: Why are you paid to kill? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’m… Not really.. Paid, exactly. Sheepy: Sheepy: Then how do you pay for your room? Arsé-kun: Lupin: By working. Sheepy: Sheepy: But you don’t get paid. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I do not need to be. I work, I get more time to live here. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope me staying with you doesn’t affect anything… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I hope not. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m sure your boss will understand! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I sure hope they- *there’s a knock at the door, followed by a quieter one* Sheepy: Sheepy:??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Is that your boss? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Judging by the- Arsé-kun: *the door is kicked open* Sheepy: Sheepy:!!! Arsé-kun: Impey: YO LUPE MY DUDEEEEE Sheepy: Fran: You could’ve waited a bit longer before doing that… it might break for good one day… Sheepy: Sheepy:…….“Lupe”? Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you know them, or are they robbers? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Thankfully, ye- Arsé-kun: Impey: DUUUUUDE, WHEN’D YOU ADOPT Sheepy: Fran: I didn’t know you had a kid. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. ……… I don’t, two you. It’s only temporary. Sheepy: Sheepy: He’s letting me stay with him until I get my memory back. Sheepy: Sheepy: It was stolen from me after they turned me into this… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods to confirm* Impey, Fran, this is Sheepy. Sheepy: Fran: It’s nice to meet you. (but how does he know that’s his name) Arsé-kun: Impey: So is he a new Ink? Have ya taught him to stick it in yet? *he gets punched by Lupin. Hard* Yow! Take a joke! Sheepy: Sheepy: What? Arsé-kun: Lupin: He’s asking if you’ve fed for yourself yet. Sheepy: Sheepy: oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is visibly grossed out* … Arsé-kun: Impey: *he observes* That a no? Sheepy: Sheepy: I haven’t. It sounds nasty. Sheepy: Sheepy: You’re kinda weird… Arsé-kun: Impey: *ouch.* Sheepy: Sheepy:? Sheepy: Sheepy: That wasn’t meant to be an insult. It’s just weird to ask about that. Arsé-kun: Impey: Not for us it ain’t! *he grins, baring his fangs* You’d better get used to it, kiddo. Sheepy: Fran: It is a bitof an awkward question to ask… Arsé-kun: Impey: Naaaah. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he shakes his head* I don’t like girls or boys. Arsé-kun: Impey: Huh. Sheepy: Sheepy: They’re gross. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I would like to assume! That you two have vacation time and that is why you are here? Sheepy: Fran: *he nods* Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you have the same job he does? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nope! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mon aéroglisseur est plein d'anguilles! There is no need to question him so much! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. …. but why not? Sheepy: Fran: It’s not busy where I currently work, and they didn’t seem to need me currently, so I, uh, took some time off.. Arsé-kun: Impey: And I wasn’t doin’ anything, so I dragged 'im to visit ya! Sheepy: Sheepy: Are they incubi as well? Arsé-kun: Impey: Some of em! Sheepy: Sheepy: ?? Arsé-kun: Impey: I am. Franny isn’t. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Sheepy: Sheepy: So he’s like that weird lady I saw earlier? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay. Sheepy: Fran: ??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: My boss. Sheepy: Fran: Oh, her… Sheepy: Fran: …she’s interesting alright. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Quite. Arsé-kun: Impey: I don’t know, I think you’re more interesting~ Sheepy: Fran: I am? *he doesn’t seem to get that that’s a flirt. oh well.* Arsé-kun: Impey: :3c Sheepy: Izzy: Wow! It’s a party in here! Why didn’t you invite me? *her tone becomes serious, if not threatening* Is it because you did terribly at your most recent job? *it goes back to its cheerful tone* Hahahah! That’s okay! I believe in you! You can do better next time! Sheepy: Izzy: As long as you believe in yourself, you can do anything! I’d seriously recommend taking that advice. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he flinches* R-right, Mademoiselle.. That won’t happen again..! Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Why’re you so scared? Don’t worry. I’m not actually mad. Sheepy: Izzy: Accidents happen. I’m not too concerned about it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods. he’s still a bit scared tbh* Arsé-kun: Impey: *this is awkward, better start flirting with the boyfriendo* Sheepy: Fran: *impey no* Arsé-kun: Impey: *IMPEY YES.* Sheepy: Fran: *but why* Arsé-kun: Impey: <3 Sheepy: Izzy: You’re like… not comic relief, but a relief from every boring person who I work with. Especially Thanny. He’s so grumpy all the time. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I would hope I am not comic relief. Sheepy: Izzy: They’re all like, “You can’t make a remote control monster truck and then take over a whole city with it!” What do they do for fun? Reading? Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to do that. Sheepy: Izzy: I know, right? I’ll be the monster truck overlord. Arsé-kun: *Lupin notices Impey and Fran, and decides to COMPLETELY IGNORE IT.* Sheepy: Izzy: I’m sure you think taking over through monster trucks is a great idea. Right, Lupin? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Clearly. Sheepy: Izzy: Great! You can be my partner in crime! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I feel honored. *he can still see Impey and Fran and it is uncomfortable* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he doesn’t appear to notice them* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *try to ignore the lovers. fail step 1.* Will you two get a room?? Sheepy: Fran: S-sorry! Sheepy: Sheepy: How do they get a room if they need to work for one??? Sheepy: Sheepy: They don’t have the same job as you, so they probably can’t own one here… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It’s not literal. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Arsé-kun: Impey: *he takes it literally anyway, picks up Fran, exit stage left. Lupin does not look impressed* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ……… May we move this discussion elsewhere? Sheepy: Izzy: Yeah, sure. Arsé-kun: *so they go downstairs. yippee* Sheepy: Izzy: Maaan, it must be lame to have to deal with that… fortunately, most I have to deal with is Thanny. He’s boring but that’s good. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I don’t mind too much. It’s company, and they don’t get the chance often. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, I see. I’m willing to be company! You’re more fun to talk to than Thanny! I guess I have responsibilities though. Sheepy: Izzy: Like strangling people. Arsé-kun: Lupin: C-carrying on! Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Sheepy: Izzy: Is there something wrong with that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Slightly Sheepy: Izzy: What’s wrong with it? It’s my job. Sheepy: Izzy: I promised I would do it EVERY DAY. Sheepy: Izzy: But don’t worry! I like you, so you’re safe! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Th-thanks, I suppose… Sheepy: Izzy: You’re welcome! Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t have any problems with a friend or two living with you, though. I know you’re working in order to be able to stay here, but companionship is important. That’s what he said before he revealed that he brought five cats home. Arsé-kun: Lupin: They aren’t living with. Merely visiting. Sheepy: Izzy: Yeah, I know. You implied you’re lonely though. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t worry. I am too. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Pas de soucis. I’ll be fine. Sheepy: Izzy: I can’t help but to worry, but… if you say so. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems mostly uninterested in this* Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. And if I may, might we have a meeting later this week? Sheepy: Izzy: Fine by me. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Thank you. Sheepy: Izzy: Do you have a preferred time or day? I’m free whenever. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Provided that was my week’s work, even tomorrow is fine. Sheepy: Izzy: It was, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: I won’t leave again. Sorry for making you worry. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Hm? You may go where you wish inside. I was only worried when you yelled out. Sheepy: Sheepy: I went out because I heard something.. sorry. Arsé-kun: Lupin: My apologies. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: How long do you expect to be gone? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I am not sure. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay. Sheepy: Izzy: It’s not really like you to want to have meetings, though, so I’m a bit surprised… Arsé-kun: Lupin: And I do not. But the matter requires such. Sheepy: Izzy: I get it! You feel bad 'cause I said I was lonely! You don’t need to feel bad! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Too late? Sheepy: Izzy: I was right? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Partially Sheepy: Izzy: You’re really good at making someone feel bad, you know that? Sheepy: Izzy: You shouldn’t just hang out with me out of pity. If you aren’t enjoying it, there’s no purpose to it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Point taken, but I still think it is necessary. Sheepy: Izzy: Well okay, whatever you say. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he glances over his shoulder at Sheepy* I do not know if my friends will be here still tomorrow or not. If they are, you may go out with them. I trust them enough to allow it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Really. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you! Sheepy: Izzy: I’ll be looking forward to it. Sheepy: Izzy: Is that all you wanted to discuss, or…? Arsé-kun: Lupin: More or less. Sheepy: Izzy: Ohh, okay. Well, I’ll let you get back to whatever, then! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Might be a bit before then. *he glances at the ceiling momentarily* Sheepy: Izzy: Oh. Sheepy: Izzy: That… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It’s weirder for me than it is for you. Sheepy: Sheepy: I used some of your paper to draw earlier… I hope your don’t mind. Sheepy: Izzy: I can see how it’d be weirder for you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I do not mind. Sheepy: Izzy: I’m glad my friends aren’t like that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, that’s good. Sheepy: Izzy: I never understood that about Incubi… Sheepy: Izzy: You’re different, which I’m glad for. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not really. Sheepy: Izzy: You’re different from most I’ve met. Sheepy: Izzy: Most of them are annoying… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I take this to be a compliment. Sheepy: Izzy: It is! Sheepy: Izzy: If you were part of the group of annoying ones… Sheepy: Izzy:….When I first met you, my scythe would’ve been the last thing you saw. Sheepy: Izzy: Hahaha, what? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *awkward laugh* Indeed… Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to see your scythe. Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t have it with me, but you can see it later! I recently found these really cute ribbons for it! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he falls quiet* … ….. Sheepy: Sheepy:…why do Incubi have horns if they aren’t going to headbutt each other to establish dominance or fend off predators??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Huh? Well, they could.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: So it’s a last resort. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. That’s often why it’s the last thing we reveal about ourselves, as well. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Arsé-kun: Lupin: As well, some groups consider it to be a highly personal thing. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess that makes sense… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Carrying on. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks like he’s trying to think of more questions to ask Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I wonder, are you able to feel what I am at the moment? Sheepy: Sheepy: ???? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Taking that as a no. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t think so. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why? Arsé-kun: Lupin: merely curious. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, that’s fine… Sheepy: Sheepy:…I didn’t think anything was going on though… Sheepy: Sheepy:….is that why we’re out here? I zoned out so I just followed you…. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. It is not a large deal. I was simply unsure if staying put was the best idea. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay, if you say so. Arsé-kun: *One timeskip to the next day later* Sheepy: Sheepy: Have fun at your meeting. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I most certainly will not. Have fun with those two. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you! Arsé-kun: *And Lupin heads out, yippee* Sheepy: Izzy: Heyy. You didn’t tell me what the meeting was about, so I’m not at all prepared!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I did not because whom is being discussed was present, mademoiselle. Sheepy: Izzy: Ooh, gossip. I love gossip. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not gossip. Far more important. Sheepy: Izzy: Then what’s it about? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Your missing reaper. Sheepy: Izzy: Really? Sheepy: Izzy: I’ve missed him… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I know where he is. Sheepy: Izzy: You do?! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. He’s back in my apartment. Before you comment, I found him with a Reaper’s ring and it works for him. He also, minus being an Incubi, matches your description. *he shakes his head slightly* I just don’t fully understand how. Sheepy: Izzy:…Hmm… well, it’s not like reapers are set looking… well, human. Arsé-kun: Lupin: My point is, he lost his memory and is unaware of his Reaper status. Sheepy: Izzy: …huh. That’s a problem. Sheepy: Izzy: Who would aim for him with something like this…? That’s kinda stupid of them… were they not aware of the fact he’s my kid? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … The little he recalled was making a deal with someone, immediately followed by them taking.. something. Other than his memory, I presume. Sheepy: Izzy: I should know what’s going on, but… Sheepy: Izzy:…I really don’t. Sheepy: Izzy: He’s of the animal division. Who would he even make a deal with?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I do not, either. I have never heard of such a thing. Sheepy: Izzy: Where did you find him? I’ll start there. Arsé-kun: Lupin: On the way home. Remember how there was a small forest fire the other day? In that. Sheepy: Izzy: Ah…! Sheepy: Izzy: Okay! I’ll look there. Arsé-kun: Lupin: If you wish to. Sheepy: Izzy: It might be safer if he stays with you, though, because it might’ve been a move against me… Sheepy: Izzy: I have power, but you don’t. Sometimes, safety comes with lack of power. Arsé-kun: Lupin: He does seem to trust me. Even after knowing what it is I do.. Sheepy: Izzy: Well, that makes things easier! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It does. Do you want me to tell him what he is? Sheepy: Izzy: That’s fine by me. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Then I shall. Sheepy: Izzy: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Je vous en prie. Sheepy: *Lupin gets a blank look as a reply* Arsé-kun: Lupin: I said you’re welcome. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh! Sheepy: Izzy: Was that all? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mostly. The only issue with this is that, as an Incubi, he has to feed himself. He completely refuses to do such. *he pauses to word the next statement* So if I begin to make poor performances, I know why. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh…. I see. Sheepy: Izzy: Well, thanks for helping him! Arsé-kun: Lupin: You are quite welcome. Sheepy: Izzy: Poor performance is okay with a reason like this. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I understand. If I am permitted, I will take my leave. Sheepy: Izzy: Fine by me! Arsé-kun: *BYEEEE, LUPIN* Sheepy: *meanwhile, sheepy is having fun with impey and fran is having a hard time keeping up* Sheepy: Fran: I-Impey… wait up…! *he is trying to catch his breath* Sheepy: Fran: I…. I can’t keep up…! Arsé-kun: Impey: *he stops* Do I need to carry you? Sheepy: Fran: N-no! Sheepy: Fran: I’ll try harder to keep up…! Arsé-kun: *ok this sucks back to izzy* Sheepy: Izzy: Well, it was sorta good news, so for once in your existence, you should stop moping! Arsé-kun: *the shadows nearby make a grumbling noise that may or may not be a foreign swear* Sheepy: Izzy: That’s not getting up and enjoying life. Sheepy: Izzy: Are you nervous the shadows will get lonely without you? Arsé-kun: Thanatos: …. You are not funny in the slightest. Sheepy: Izzy: I’m not trying to be funny. Sheepy: Izzy: Is it impossible for me to be concerned about a partner in crime? Arsé-kun: Thanatos: ….. …… Most importantly. From what has been learned, something very foul has gone on. I can only think of one thing capable of such a thing, but it does not make sense. Sheepy: Izzy:?? Arsé-kun: Thanatos: It could not be a wish type deity or being. They do not take without permission and this clearly was such a situation. Sheepy: Izzy: Yeah… Sheepy: Izzy: It’s weird… Sheepy: Izzy: Too bad the only witness doesn’t remember it. Sheepy: Izzy: If he had his memories, we could track down whoever this is, but… Arsé-kun: Thanatos: If he had them, this entire predicament would have been solved. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s true.. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: But he does not. Sheepy: Izzy: Maybe we could try asking wish type deities or beings about it. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s hard though… Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Perhaps. Some are easily offended, as well, so it would be dangerous. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s true. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Furthermore, even Incubi do not know how they can be “created”, and thus are of no assistance. Sheepy: Izzy: Thanks, Incubi. Sheepy: Izzy: Man… what a choice though. Sheepy: Izzy: An incubus, of all things… Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Mhm. And he refuses to feed? That will not end well. Sheepy: Izzy: Not surprised about that part. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: It will affect both of their performances, possibly permanently. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s an issue, definitely… Arsé-kun: Thanatos: If I recall correctly, sharing energy can only be done for so long before one side is forced to weaken. Incubi are not adapted to do that sort of thing. Sheepy: Izzy: I’m glad Lupin is helping, but I’ll feel bad if he’s damaged in the process. Sheepy: Izzy:…'Forced to weaken’?? Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Not have as much energy as necessary. They may weaken to the point where reversal is impossible. Sheepy: Izzy:…That’s…not good at all… I wonder if Lupin knows this. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: I cannot say. He seemed to know, but may not know the entirety of consequences. Sheepy: Izzy:…maybe I should tell him… Sheepy: Izzy: But you know more about it. Sheepy: Izzy: And I might mess up an important detail.. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: You may. I will come with, though. Sheepy: Izzy: OK! Sheepy: *she goes to visit lupin i guess* Arsé-kun: *She goes and knocks (the door down maybe) but he doesn’t go and get it* Sheepy: Izzy: I feel super rejected! Sheepy: Izzy: What a rude individual! Arsé-kun: Thanatos: ….. *he tests the doorknob. It opens* Sheepy: Izzy: And that’s careless. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Considering no one else is here… Hm Sheepy: Izzy: Maybe someone broke in. Sheepy: Izzy: That would be no good at all. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: I doubt this scenario. Sheepy: Izzy: No idea, then. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: How about… You do as you intended, and I will check the perimeters. Sheepy: Izzy: So go in? Sounds good to me Arsé-kun: Thanatos: *he walks away. bye* Sheepy: *she goes in* Arsé-kun: *Lupin’s not in the living room!* Sheepy: Izzy: …? Arsé-kun: *Better check a different room!* Arsé-kun: *which* Sheepy: *a room. select a room.* Arsé-kun: *well fuck you, too, theres only two rooms to check nearby* Sheepy: *she checks room #1* Arsé-kun: *that is a bedroom, and he is indeed there* Sheepy: Izzy: *oh whoops. but she’s got a message to give…* Arsé-kun: *well, go wake him up if you need to* Sheepy: Izzy: *she goes and wakes up Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: …….? ?? Sheepy: Izzy: Hi, Thanny told me there’s stuff I still have to tell you. He came along, but I don’t know where he is right now. Sheepy: Izzy: ..By the way, you left your door unlocked. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ..! *he sits up and blinks* I told them to lock it on the way out…. Sheepy: Izzy: So you weren’t the careless one. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Why would I leave it unlocked…? Sheepy: Izzy: *she shrugs* Arsé-kun: Thanatos: *he has returned, and he slinks in, keeping close to the shadows on the wall* Sheepy: Izzy: There’s Thanny. He’s got something important to say to you. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: ….. You. Said you were going to say it. Sheepy: Izzy: Dude…. I don’t remember what you said, just that it was super important for him to know and a great risk to his health. You have all of the weasel words that made it sound as terrifying as it did. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, right. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: …. I worded it honestly. Sheepy: Izzy: Basically you’re not supposed to transfer energy to him or whatever because after a while it can kill you. Sheepy: Izzy: And dying is bad. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *this is really awkward, and nervewracking.* But of course… Sheepy: Izzy: Can’t Incubi be child friendly in their feeding habits? Arsé-kun: Lupin: N-not that I am aware of… Sheepy: Izzy: I feel bad for your entire species. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. C-can you guys wait in a different room, perhaps? Sheepy: Izzy: Yup! Arsé-kun: *So Lupin makes himself more presentable, and goes out* Arsé-kun: *We’ve basically covered this already, so lets cut to team Moron: Aka, Impey, Fran, and Sheepy.* Arsé-kun: *the good news is that they’ve finally sat down. the bad news is that Impey is being a disappointment. because he is talking* Sheepy: Sheepy: If you’re going to the moon, I want to go too!! Sheepy: *dont worry fran is good at tuning him out* Arsé-kun: Impey: *0* You’d be a much better partner to go with than Lupin! Sheepy: Sheepy: We can fight aliens on the moon!! Arsé-kun: Impey: I like the way you think! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! Is there actually a man on the moon? Sheepy: Sheepy: Doesn’t he get lonely? Arsé-kun: Impey: I’ve got no clue! We need to find out! Sheepy: Sheepy: Let’s be friends with him!! Arsé-kun: Impey: Should we bring Fran, too? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah!! Sheepy: Fran: Huh? Bring me where? Arsé-kun: Impey: The moon! Sheepy: Fran: Oh. I’m willing to come. Arsé-kun: Impey: Yaaaay! Sheepy: Fran: It sounds like fun. Arsé-kun: *There’s someone looking at you, Fran* Sheepy: Fran: ….? Sheepy: Fran: Um… can I help you? Arsé-kun: Watson: *howdy* Sheepy: Fran: Oh, um, hi. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he takes Fran’s glasses off his head and onto his face* That may help. Sheepy: Fran: Oh! Watson! Arsé-kun: Watson: Good afternoon, Frankenstein. I will cut directly to the chase. *he returns two books* Sheepy: Fran: Thank you! I hope you enjoyed them. Sheepy: Sheepy:…? Arsé-kun: Watson: I did, yes. Holmes may have learned something, as well. Sheepy: Sheepy: Fran-ken-stein??? Arsé-kun: Impey: I think it’s German. Wait, no, that isn’t right Sheepy: Fran: Oh, good, good. Sheepy: Fran: Er, it is, yes. Arsé-kun: Impey: Oh! I got it right that time! Sheepy: Sheepy: Why is his name long and complicated? Arsé-kun: Impey: Because German is long and complicated! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh!! Arsé-kun: Watson: ? Don’t tell me you two have adopted a child. Sheepy: Sheepy: Who is this guy? Is he an incubus?? Sheepy: Fran: A friend of ours found him. He had a meeting and asked us to babysit him. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah, that makes more sense. And no, I am not an incubus. Sheepy: Sheepy: Someone stole something very important from me. I can’t remember a thing. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh? Perhaps I may be of assistance. I AM a doctor. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really?? Sheepy: Sheepy: That would be super nice!! Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes. I would love to, but now is not the time. I need to catch up with my partner. Perhaps next time we meet we may discuss it further. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you very much Mr. not an incubus! Arsé-kun: Watson: Aren’t you funny. You may call me Watson. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, Watson! Arsé-kun: *And so Watson goes to find his partner. Where has he gone this time.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! William!! Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s Watson. What are you doing up there? Sheepy: Sherlock: I want to understand how cats feel when they’re in trees. Arsé-kun: Watson: So you can’t get down? Sheepy: Sherlock: You’re very bright, Winchester! Arsé-kun: Watson: I give up. Sheepy: Sherlock: So now I know what they feel is fear! Amazing! Sheepy: Sherlock: If I fall, I could break my neck and die. Sheepy: Sherlock: You should try it out as well! Arsé-kun: Watson: …… I can’t get up there. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why not? Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s very easy! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he, instead, helps Sherlock get down* Arsé-kun: Watson: May I ask you a question, while you are here? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yup! Arsé-kun: Watson: Why is the television always on the weather channel? Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, er… Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s been two weeks, and I have never seen it off. Do you just like the background noise? Sheepy: Sherlock: Because I need to know if I need an umbrella. Sheepy: Sherlock: That too!! Arsé-kun: Watson: Hm, hm. I see. Sheepy: Sherlock: But, don’t worry about it! You can change it if you want! Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh, no need. I was merely curious. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Okay! Arsé-kun: *So team Moron have returned to the apartment!* Sheepy: Sheepy: We’re back!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *He’s seated on the sofa, looking rather thoughtful. He does look up, though* Eh? Welcome back! Sheepy: Fran: Watson said that he may help later. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh? How..? Sheepy: Fran: Um, checking him, I guess. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose that would be helpful… Sheepy: Fran: I didn’t really think to ask why. Sheepy: Sheepy: He might figure out how I can feed without needing to use other people to do so… Sheepy: Sheepy: Because doctors know everything, right?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Sure. Sheepy: Sheepy: Great!! Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m gonna get my memories back soon at this rate!! Arsé-kun: Impey: :D Sheepy: Fran: Er… yeah. Sheepy: Fran: Ah… it occurs to me now… I was meant to be the one who locked the door, wasn’t I? But I forgot… my apologies! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Perhaps. No harm done. Sheepy: Fran: I’ll check next time! Sheepy: Fran: I’ll do my best to remember it in the future. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s fine. How did today’s outing go? Sheepy: Sheepy: It was really fun!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’m glad. Sheepy: Sheepy: Impey and I are going to go befriend the man on the moon one day!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh? Have fun. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah!! Sheepy: Sheepy: Fran’s coming too!! Sheepy: Fran: Oh, right, I am.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods.* Have fun, you three. And Fran, if I may, when do you have to work again? Sheepy: Fran: Oh, uh… I’ll need to check that for you… I’ve forgotten the date. Sheepy: Fran: Why do you ask? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, I would not want you to miss work trying to reach the moon with these children. *he sounds like he’s joking, but he isn’t smiling* Sheepy: Fran: Is something wrong, Lupin? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Impey’s mouth is open, he’s about to speak. God save us. *again, he sounds like he’s kidding* Arsé-kun: *Impey promptly flips Lupin off from the safety of behind Fran* Sheepy: Fran: You seem upset… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not upset. Do not worry yourself over it. Sheepy: Fran: You’re making me worry more. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe he got fired. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I- Non. Not at all. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems curious anout what’s up* Arsé-kun: Lupin: There is no way to put this lightly. Sheepy, we need to talk. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay!! Sheepy: Fran: Impey, we should let them, er, talk alone. Arsé-kun: Impey: Should we “get a room”? Sheepy: Fran: Not in that sense Arsé-kun: Impey: I’m being bullied. Sheepy: Fran: But, Impey, we really shouldn’t. It might unnerve them. Arsé-kun: Impey: I’m going to starve and die. Arsé-kun: Impey: Not really! We’ll head upstairs, Lupe! Sheepy: Fran: Thanks Impey. Arsé-kun: *so fran and impey leave, I guess* Sheepy: Sheepy: OK!! What did you want to tell me? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Quite a bit, actually. Sit down. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he sits down* Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’ll start with the good news. *he grins rather suddenly* My boss and I were able to figure out who you were! Sheepy: Sheepy: Really??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui! Sheepy: Sheepy: Who am I?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, you were actually originally under her service helping animals. She had commented on losing one of her reapers, but I had never thought about it.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh!! That makes sense! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It does. The only part we are unsure about is how you became an incubus, as you were not before. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t know, either. But the person who made me lose my memories is definitely the one who made me this way. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I am inclined to agree. Sheepy: Sheepy: And they stole my special thing! How could they…? Sheepy: Sheepy: Good news implies there’s bad news, though… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Correct. Arsé-kun: *Lupin then explains what Izzy and Thanatos told him regarding the energy passing* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: Hmm… I don’t know what to do. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Nor do I… Sheepy: Sheepy: Because I don’t want to do that. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s not right to leech off of people, I think. Arsé-kun: Lupin: It isn’t as if we have much of a choice. Sheepy: Sheepy: But it’s gross to do it that way. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Considering you’re also a reaper, you may not have to. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, that makes sense to me!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: There is food in the fridge. … I don’t know if it’s any good, but it is there. Sheepy: Sheepy: That could work! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’ll have to ask her next time I see her. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thanks a lot!! Sheepy: Sheepy: I doubt most people would be as kind as you. Sheepy: Sheepy: So I’m lucky you’re the one who found me! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I Sheepy: Sheepy:…? Sheepy: Sheepy: Is everything okay? Sheepy: Sheepy: Did i say something weird? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Did we not have the discussion where I disagreed with your statement already? Sheepy: Sheepy: I still think so. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I continue to disagree. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s still my opinion. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: But, thank your boss for me too!! Sheepy: Tom: woa Sheepy: Tom: did you guys miss me Sheepy: Tom: i went on an adventure Sheepy: Tom: it was very exciting. i was a dog toy Arsé-kun: Lupin: YES, Tom. Sheepy: Tom: they’re sharp and hurt my dog toy soul Sheepy: Tom: im just an innocent little dog toy Sheepy: Tom: you should join me next time lupin Sheepy: Tom: although on a full moon you’d be a dog toy too Arsé-kun: Lupin: … What? Sheepy: Tom: it’d rip you to shreds on a full moon probably and if you live you won’t enjoy the next full moon Arsé-kun: Lupin: What are you talking about? Sheepy: Tom: i saw some things lupin Sheepy: Tom: like a guy turning into a dog. it was disturbing Sheepy: Tom: it must be what furries dream of Arsé-kun: Lupin: I… see. Sheepy: Tom: id be careful on a full moon Sheepy: Tom: because theres a furry on the loose Sheepy: Tom: although i guess they’re called werewolves? whatever just dont get bit Sheepy: Tom: or you’ll get sick as a dog Sheepy: Tom: heh Arsé-kun: Impey: *from at least two floors below them* WHO IS TALKING ABOUT DOGS WITHOUT ME?? Sheepy: Tom: i am Sheepy: Tom: you can join Sheepy: Tom: its important for health anyway Arsé-kun: *Impey enters mere moments later* Sheepy: Tom: hey Sheepy: Tom: theres a werewolf Sheepy: Tom: i posed as a dog toy Sheepy: Tom: it threw me around Arsé-kun: Impey: *he goes from excited to… more excited* Seriously?? I haven’t seen one of those yet! Sheepy: Tom: and then got sad there was no one to play with Sheepy: Tom: yea. it was disturbing watching the transformation Sheepy: Tom: i could tell you where it is if you wanna see Arsé-kun: Impey: Yeah, yeah, yea- Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. We are not putting any of ourselves in danger just because you want to see a dog. Sheepy: Tom: suit yourself I guess Sheepy: Tom: i doubt youll ever go over to their residence or anything anyway Sheepy: Tom: and you should be ok anyway if you dont come over for dinner Arsé-kun: Lupin: All right, that’s enough. Sheepy: Tom: woah Arsé-kun: Impey: Woah? Sheepy: Tom: lupin hates dogs Arsé-kun: Lupin: I do not. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why are inflammable things flammable? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …….. What did you do? Sheepy: Sheepy: I messed up. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … *he gets up to look* Sheepy: Sheepy: I tried cooking. Arsé-kun: Impey: … Tom, my dude, my buddy, you gotta show me. Sheepy: Tom: ok i can show you Sheepy: Sheepy: Is salad meant to be cooked like this?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Don’t ever say those words in that sentence ever again. Sheepy: Sheepy:? Sheepy: Tom: come and we will gaze upon a pup Arsé-kun: *By the time Sheepy and Lupin clean up, Impey and Tom are gone. Okay.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. They left. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Seems so. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh well!! Sheepy: Sheepy: In a way, though, it’d be terrible if the person who’s a werewolf was living with someone, because isn’t Impey basically breaking into their house? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he shrugs* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, um.. why does your boss make you do what she makes you do? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I… am not actually sure? Sheepy: Sheepy: …You aren’t??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe it’s some evil plot to take over the world and your'e actually helping!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I.. doubt that. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you think it is then??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: If I am correct, reapers are not allowed to kill, but I have heard utterings of people having to die by a certain point. That may be it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, I see.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why’d you choose this job, though?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I didn’t. Sheepy: Sheepy: Did she force you into it or something? She seems like the type. Arsé-kun: Lupin: More or less. Sheepy: Sheepy: She’s a jerk. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Sometimes, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m glad I don’t have to work for her!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: A news update: All reapers work for her. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huuuhhh??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: She is one of the two bosses of the reapers. You are one. Sheepy: Sheepy: That stinks…!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui, and- Sheepy: Izzy: *she slams in* Hey, hey, hey!! Did you tell him yet??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *jESUS CHRIST* Oui, oui I did, don’t do that! Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t do what? Talk in my normal voice and enter in my normal manner? Sheepy: Izzy: You’re super duper demanding! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Maybe so, but it would be appreciated, mademoiselle! Sheepy: Izzy: *groan* Fiiiine. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh! Don’t worry. I’m not so cruel as to make someone work when they don’t remember who they are. Sheepy: Izzy: Maybe. Sheepy: Izzy: Unless we’re understaffed. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Is that ever? Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t think so. Sheepy: Izzy: We sorta just work our entire lives forever and ever and never really die, I think. Sheepy: Izzy: Or something. Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t really think about it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That sounds horrible. Sheepy: Izzy: I mean I guess we don’t exactly have to work, but our existence doesn’t have much purpose if we don’t. Sheepy: Izzy: Considering that reapers are specifically made for the purpose of reaping souls. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I figured you had only meant taking vacations. Arsé-kun: *meanwhile in Tom and Impey town* Sheepy: Tom: it was here Arsé-kun: Impey: I hope you mean that yard, and not this tree! Sheepy: Tom: the yard Arsé-kun: Impey: Okay, good. Sheepy: Tom: although maybe he wanted to be a cat Sheepy: Tom: you dont know Arsé-kun: Impey: Maybe. Either way, now we know where it’s coming from if anyone is hurt by it. Sheepy: Tom: yeah Sheepy: Tom: it threw me around. it was very sad. that must be the life of a dog toy Sheepy: Tom: you only realize just how reliant a dog toy is on a dog for friendship when the dog ditches you. Sheepy: Tom: although the fact that hes a werewolf implies that theres another one Sheepy: Tom: so we cant be sure its this one Arsé-kun: Impey: That’s true! It’s too bad me and Fran live elsewhere. Sheepy: Tom: its ok Sheepy: Tom: secret agent tom is here to Sheepy: Tom: die Sheepy: Tom: woah Sheepy: Tom: bird gender Sheepy: Tom: ill deduce things because im sherlock holmes ii baby Sheepy: Tom: heck yeah Arsé-kun: Impey: does that make me the john to your sherlock Sheepy: Tom: yeah Arsé-kun: Impey: I’m finally important, my dreams have come true. Sheepy: Tom: were gonna solve the case Sheepy: Tom: we probably wont need to worry about it though Arsé-kun: *ok this is boring so MEANWHILE NOWHERE CLOSE TO HERE* Sheepy: Sherlock: Willy.. it’s much too quiet. How is a detective like me going to get cases when there’s no crime?? Arsé-kun: Watson: Tack on “supernatural” to your title. Wait. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m not at all supernatural, Wayne. Arsé-kun: Watson: I suppose. Sheepy: Sherlock: To us, we’re completely normal. For others… Sheepy: Sherlock: I believe we’re the weirdest ones here. Arsé-kun: Watson: (or you are.) Hm, hm. Sheepy: Sherlock: At least Mrs. Hudson doesn’t think we’re weird. That’s a plus. Arsé-kun: Watson: I’m very glad for that. Sheepy: Sherlock: And you don’t think I’m weird either, so that’s nice, Walter. Arsé-kun: Watson: You’re just interesting. Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you!! *sherlock no need to bear hug him- you know what nevermind* That’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me for a while!!! Arsé-kun: Watson: You’re, err, quite welcome, Holmes. Arsé-kun: Watson: They’re strange. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah!!! Sheepy: Sherlock: You are the only one who has called me “interesting” rather than “strange”.. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s a relief someone feels that way, Wilson! Arsé-kun: Watson: Now if only you got my name right. Sheepy: Sherlock: I do my best… Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you have a non-W name I can try? Sheepy: Sherlock: W is a hard letter. Arsé-kun: Watson: Do you not remember that, either? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t. It’s… er, ehhh, Jjjjooohn…ny??? Sheepy: Sherlock: I think it’s Johnny? Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe Jim… no, no, don’t tell me, I’ll get it eventually. Let me just search my memory. I’m sure it’s there. Arsé-kun: Watson: You were close. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmm… Sheepy: Sherlock: Johnson???? Something like that??? Arsé-kun: Watson: Close. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, oh! John, right? Arsé-kun: Watson: you’ve got it! Sheepy: Sherlock: Great!! I told you I could get it! Arsé-kun: Watson: You did. Sheepy: *sherlock seems much happier about being right than he should.* Sheepy: Sherlock: But… why was I trying to guess your name, again? Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh well! If it were important, I wouldn’t have forgotten it. Arsé-kun: Watson: Indeed. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s very sad. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe I should have chosen an area with more crime as my base of operations.. Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t know. I think I may have something for you to work on. Sheepy: Sherlock: Really?! Arsé-kun: *Watson then repeats the information he had been given on Sheepy’s memory being stolen.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh…! Sheepy: Sherlock: Sounds interesting!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll take the case and meet up with the kid!! I guess I should tell him that. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know who he us though.. Arsé-kun: Watson: You can come when I speak with him. Sheepy: Sherlock: Really?? Thank you!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I appreciate it! Sheepy: Sherlock: Because even my caramel is feeling what it is to be lonely and without a single thing to be interested in… Sheepy: Sherlock: And my violin is sad. Sheepy: Sherlock: But Wag seems happy as ever… Sheepy: *speaking of Wag, he is here now.* Sheepy: Wag: *he hops up onto Watson’s lap. hello. I am here now!* Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Arsé-kun: Watson: *small kitty. you are my friend now? pet, pet* Sheepy: Wag: *no im a ruler and this is my throne but I’m okay with being called a friend* Arsé-kun: Watson: So, is Wag the reason there is fur all over your apartment? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. He was a friend’s, but they’re living somewhere that doesn’t accept pets, so they gave Wag to me. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah, that makes sense. Sheepy: Sherlock: He likes breaking things, too, so I’d recommend not letting him get around anything fragile. Sheepy: Sherlock: Cats are cruel.. Arsé-kun: Watson: I may be inclined to agree. Sheepy: Sherlock: He knocked over some of my chemistry stuff earlier… Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Sheepy: Sherlock: And he likes to make direct eye contact with me and knock things off of places so they break. Sheepy: Wag: *what is this weird human speak? I don’t get it. let me imitate it. meow. I am part of the conversation now. acknowledge my existence. I want attention only because you aren’t giving it to me. if you were, I wouldn’t want it.* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he pets Wag* Sheepy: Wag: *good.* Sheepy: Sherlock: By the way, when’re you going to check out that kid? Arsé-kun: Watson: When they call over. His temporary parent has my number. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, really? Hmm.. oh well. At least it means I’ll get a case eventually. Arsé-kun: Watson: Here’s a case: Why is this place so messy? Didn’t we clean up last week? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he crosses his arms* … Who am I supposed to question about that? I can’t make myself break down and tell a truth that not even I know… Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s probably possible. Lets clean up. Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright! Sounds good to me! Arsé-kun: *SO THEY CLEAN* Arsé-kun: *also wag got in the way a lot. sherlock gets a cat to the face* Sheepy: Sherlock: It looks much better in here now! Arsé-kun: Watson: That, it does. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s never like this!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t recall really cleaning at all before you moved in, actually. Arsé-kun: Watson: How did you survive? Sheepy: Sherlock: I just avoided the mess. Arsé-kun: Watson: …. I’m inclined to ask. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hudson reminds me that eating, drinking, and sleeping are daily needs. Cleaning, she doesn’t ask me to do as much. Sheepy: Sherlock: She’s not so pushy about the sleeping part, either, really. Sheepy: Sherlock: So… Sheepy: Sherlock: It isn’t too important, if I forget it, I think. Arsé-kun: Watson: We’ll see about that. Sheepy: Sherlock: Although… I guess you’re a doctor, right? Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess whatever you say is necessary for the human body, is necessary for the human body… oh well. Arsé-kun: *and we skip ahead to much later* Arsé-kun: *Watson glances towards the hallway as a CRASH was heard, and he spots a shadow against the wall. A particularly large one. He peeks out, and it’s.. Wagahai, standing next to a downed lamp.* Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he seems relieved. Also, the front door closes. Did Sherlock leave? Whatever, it’s too late to chase him.* Sheepy: Wag: *he doesn’t appear to think anything weird is happening* Arsé-kun: *so where’s sherlock?* Sheepy: *there is a noise of something bumping at the door. Hudson goes to get the door and. THE DOG IS IN* Arsé-kun: Watson: *WHAT IS THAT. IS THAT A DOG* Sheepy: Dog: *I AM HERE NOW!!! HELLO EVERYONE!!* Sheepy: *Hudson doesn’t seem all too surprised about this. Wag goes over to greet the dog.* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he heads out and leans slightly over the banister* Holmes never mentioned having a canine to me..! Sheepy: Hudson: Oh… this pup isn’t Holmes’. I really wouldn’t worry about him, though. He’s very friendly. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he slowly comes downstairs and Wow that is a Big Dog* Sheepy: Dog: *THAT LOOKS LIKE FRIEND MATERIAL!!! LET ME WAG MY TAIL AND ACT SUPER EXCITED* Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Arsé-kun: Watson: Ms. Hudson, pardon my asking, but are you quite sure that is a dog..? Sheepy: Hudson: It certainly acts like one. Sheepy: Dog: *it jumps onto Watson. HELLO HELLO I AM DOG I HAVE BIG TEETH BUT IGNORE THAT IM 100% A DOG* Arsé-kun: Watson: *#dead. not really but that is a really big dog* Are you sure this is not some sort of wolf?? Sheepy: Hudson: I’ve never really thought about it. Sheepy: Hudson: It does have some unusual traits for a dog. Arsé-kun: Watson: Erm, all right.. *he goes to pat the pup’s head* Sheepy: Iris: *where did she come from? wag breaking the lamp probably awoke her.* Oh! Shirley’s here! Sheepy: Dog: *MORE PEOPLE LEMME JUST ACT EXCITED* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he takes a moment or so to register “Shirley”* Sheepy: Iris: He’s got a really bad habit of knocking stuff over. Sheepy: Dog: *whimper* Arsé-kun: Watson: So.. Like.. Holmes. Sheepy: Iris: Yup! They’re really alike, aren’t they? Sheepy: Iris: Dogs and Holmsies, I mean. They’re both always sticking their heads in places that they shouldn’t. Arsé-kun: Watson: I had been under the belief you called Holmes “Shirley”. Sheepy: Iris: Huh? I like both names, really. It’s just a bit strange calling him “Shirley” to you! Arsé-kun: Watson: So both names are still for Holmes. Sheepy: Iris: Uh-huh! Sheepy: Iris: So that’s why I called the puppy “Shirley”! Sheepy: Dog: *bark* Arsé-kun: Watson: And where did Holmes go? Sheepy: Iris: He’s right there. *she points to the dog* Arsé-kun: Watson: … I was quite hoping it would not lead to the conclusion it would. It does explain quite a bit. Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies told me not to say anything, but we’re all living in the same household, so… Sheepy: Iris: It wouldn’t be nice to leave you out. Sheepy: Sherlock: *woof* Sheepy: Iris: He waltzed in with his head stuck in a tire. Sheepy: Iris: Hudsie and I had to help him. Arsé-kun: Watson: …. I am not surprised. Sheepy: Sherlock: *I’m right here while you’re talking trash about me* Arsé-kun: Watson: How long has this been happening? Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies said he was born this way. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks surprised* I had no idea. Sheepy: Iris: I should’ve based bunny Holmsies after a dog instead of a rabbit.. Sheepy: Iris: He was complaining that he wasn’t some undignified, brutish werewolf and was something else entirely, but… Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies has a bad habit of rambling until people stop listening Arsé-kun: Watson: Perhaps we should stop speaking as if he is not present. Sheepy: Sherlock: *IM RIGHT HERE!!! YOU TELL EM WILSON* Sheepy: Sherlock: *with some difficulty* you tell her wantson Arsé-kun: Watson: That is the closest you have gotten all day. Sheepy: Sherlock: *whimper* Arsé-kun: Watson: At least, that I am aware of. *sherlock gets a headpat* Sheepy: Sherlock: *yea thats right I did get it right today* Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Arsé-kun: *Later that day!* Arsé-kun: Lupin: N-no, Sheepy, that’s not how you cook at all.. Let me show you. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he lets Lupin get to it* OK… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *so he shows Sheepy the proper way to do it-* Arsé-kun: *Which is interrupted by Impey correcting THAT.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems confused* Arsé-kun: Impey: ..? Sheepy: Sheepy: *there are way too many ways to do this right. why is there not one way.* Arsé-kun: Impey: *because cooks are weird.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Cooking is weird! Arsé-kun: Impey: It really is. Sheepy: Sheepy: But I’ll do my best to figure it out! Sheepy: *One’s sherlock senses are going off really strong right now. Oh, wait, that’s because he’s talking loudly and one can hear him from inside.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Who’s that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Oh, no. Sheepy: Sheepy:….? Sheepy: Sheepy: What’s wrong? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. He’s kind of a…. How do I say.. Imbecile. Sheepy: Sheepy: Imbecile? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Idiot. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well- Sheepy: *Sherlock may or may not have kicked the door in in order to enter* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hi! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he gives Lupin a big hug* I missed you!!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he looks startled and uncomfortable* Please stop Sheepy: Sherlock: …? Huh? But… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Kicking in my door. It’s going to fall off one day when you do that! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Okay! I just missed you! I couldn’t help myself! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It hasn’t been that long..! … Has it? Sheepy: Sherlock: It has! Arsé-kun: *And Watson finally catches up, having taken the shitty elevator.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, Wilson, there you are! Arsé-kun: Watson: *why do you hurt me in this way* Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you a dummy, too? Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t even get a hello before I get insulted? Sheepy: Sheepy: But Lupin calls Sherlock a dummy and he never said 'hello’… Sheepy: Sheepy: So I asked you to make sure if I’m supposed to say hello to you or not. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. You’re still touching me. Sheepy: Sherlock: Is that bad? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I need to breathe. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Breathing is important, right! *he lets go* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Thank you. Sheepy: Sherlock: You’re welcome! I got too excited! Sheepy: Sherlock: I dunno why we’re here! But I’m very excited to see you again! Verrrry excited!! It makes me want to wag my tail! Sheepy: Sherlock:…. Sheepy: Sherlock: Figuratively. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Figuratively. Sheepy: Sherlock: But that’s how it makes me feel! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I.. See.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Is there something weird about that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, good! Sheepy: Sherlock: So, why are we here? Arsé-kun: Watson: I was going to speak with Sheepy. You came because you wanted to. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, okay! Sheepy: Sheepy: What did you want to speak to me about? Arsé-kun: Watson: Your memory loss. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! Sheepy: Sheepy: Ask away! Sheepy: Sheepy: I can’t tell how much I can answer, though. Arsé-kun: Watson: I’ll keep the questions simple, if that will help. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK! Arsé-kun: Watson: … Let’s start at the beginning. Is there anything you do remember? Sheepy: Sheepy: I made a deal with someone and they didn’t keep their side of the deal. Sheepy: Sheepy: They stole my memories and made me like this. Arsé-kun: Watson: And nothing else? Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? You mean, did they steal anything else or do I remember anything else? Sheepy: Sheepy: Because that’s all they stole, and I don’t think I remember much else. Arsé-kun: Watson: Hm. And nothing has seemed familiar to you? Sheepy: Sheepy: Familiar? I don’t know… it’s more that I get a strong feeling when something is unfamiliar. Sheepy: Sheepy: Like this body. Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s a start, I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’ve been trying ti figure out what I asked for that they didn’t give. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Really, all I know is that they didn’t. Arsé-kun: Watson: Are you quite sure? If you don’t remember, maybe you did ask for whatever changed. Sheepy: Sheepy: I can’t see why I would… Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to remember… Arsé-kun: Watson: It takes time. Sheepy: Sheepy: I just remember feeling incredibly upset and thinking I’d been cheated… Sheepy: Sherlock: I often feel that way when I go to the store. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. ? *he pauses and looks towards the kitchen* Impey, are you baking again?? Sheepy: Sheepy: Impey bakes? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes, and quite well. … I’m going to need to go grocery shopping again. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’ve never been to a grocery store before! Can I come? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose? Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, um, I had a thought. Arsé-kun: Watson: Hmm? Sheepy: Sheepy: Wasn’t your boss putting up missing posters for one of her reapers earlier, and that ended up being me? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes, that’s right. Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you think she has any left? Maybe seeing how I looked before hand would help. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That… That is a fantastic idea, actually. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really? Arsé-kun: Watson: I am inclined to agree. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, that’s great! Arsé-kun: *also everyone can smell the smell of BAKING.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *IT SMELLS LIKE BAKING and also chemicals, faintly?* Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Impey, tell your boyfriend to not do alchemy right under the vent. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why does Impey cook if he doesn’t eat food? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I never said we couldn’t eat food. In fact, I told you we could. Sheepy: Sheepy: But… but don’t Incubi have a restricted diet? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, yes, but Impey knows how to go around that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Ohhh.. Sheepy: Izzy: ARSENE YOURE HAVING A PARTY WITHOUT ME?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nearly jumps out of his chair* N-non, mademoiselle..!! Sheepy: Izzy: I thought you were my friend. Sheepy: Izzy: You even invited… Sheepy: Izzy:….. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I did not. Sheepy: Izzy: Holmlock Shears and uh… Sheepy: Izzy:…….. Sheepy: Izzy:….Some guy off the street maybe? Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks done* Sheepy: Sherlock: Huh? His name isn’t Holmlock Shears. Arsé-kun: Lupin: A-anyway, mademoiselle, would you happen to have any of those lost posters left? Sheepy: Izzy: No, that’s your name. Sheepy: Izzy: HECK YEAH I DO!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: May we have one? Sheepy wanted to see it. Sheepy: Izzy: *she takes one out and gives it to Lupin* Thanny was like, “this is stupid!” and left. Sheepy: Izzy: So I designed it on my own! Arsé-kun: *Lupin immediately passes it to Sheepy* Sheepy: Izzy: There’s the most recent photo I had and then a baby picture. Sheepy: Izzy: Because I can show off any baby photos I want on missing people posters! Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s… Uh, not how it works, I think…. Sheepy: Sheepy: Um, but… this kid looks younger than me. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I see the similarities, though. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, yeah! I rule over violent death! I’m one of the main reapers! Nice to meet you two. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t worry! You have lots of time ahead of you! Sheepy: Izzy:….Although. Sheepy: Izzy: How do I phrase this…?? Sheepy: Izzy: Well, it’s not too important I guess? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….? Sheepy: Izzy: Your friend has a soul, right? Like, he’s supposed to have one? Sheepy: Izzy: The geeky one. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he comes in, with cake. Impey, why* Huh? Yeah?? Sheepy: Izzy: Is that so…. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he puts the cake down, looking worried* Shhhould I call him? Sheepy: Izzy: Lemme just say this as bluntly as possible. Sheepy: Izzy: He doesn’t. Sheepy: Izzy: I stopped detecting it a while ago. Like, when I got here. Arsé-kun: *Impey takes out a cell phone and calls Fran. Everyone can hear Fran’s phone ringing downstairs. .. He does not answer it.* Sheepy: Izzy: Huh…. Arsé-kun: Impey: ……… Sheepy: Izzy: And I thought he was supposed to have maaaaannnyyy years ahead of him. Sheepy: Izzy:…. Arsé-kun: Impey: …. Wait, are you saying what I think you’re saying?! Sheepy: Izzy: Sort of? Sheepy: Izzy: We reap souls when people die, so… Arsé-kun: *Impey fucking bails at the speed of GONE.* Sheepy: Izzy: ? What’s up with him? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Were you saying that he died..? Sheepy: Izzy: I dunno if he’s DEAD…. Arsé-kun: Lupin: You don’t know…??? Sheepy: Izzy: I can’t tell. Sheepy: Izzy: OK, kiddo! I bet you want to see a real live dead body, right? Let’s go! Sheepy: Sheepy: But- Sheepy: Izzy: *she grabs Sheepy’s hand and rushes towards the scene of the crime* Arsé-kun: Watson: what just happened Sheepy: Sherlock: I have no idea! Sheepy: Sherlock: Should we follow them? Arsé-kun: Lupin: It would probably be for the best. Sheepy: Sherlock: But how much would we help? … I guess they’ll get mad if we don’t go… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I don’t think we could do much, in actuality. Sheepy: Sherlock: Huh? Really? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Perhaps. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh well. Arsé-kun: Watson: Shall we have cake, then? Sheepy: Sherlock: Um, but what if that guy is dying? Arsé-kun: Watson: I have the feeling that it’s out of my league. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m of no use either. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Me, too. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe later. Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess I AM a detective but… Arsé-kun: *More importantly, downstairs..* Arsé-kun: *Impey’s trying to revive Fran. At least Fran isn’t dead.* Sheepy: Fran: *he collapsed at the table. the alchemy stuff is untouched. a card was left and something was etched into the table.* Sheepy: *….fran is also completely unresponsive…* Sheepy: Izzy: Hmmm… Arsé-kun: Impey: –Fran?? *he shakes Fran* C'mon! Wake up! Sheepy: *he doesn’t wake up.* Sheepy: *he’s still breathing… maybe he really is sleeping?* Arsé-kun: Impey: …… *he’s fallen quiet, but he’s still trying* Sheepy: Izzy: It’s not gonna work. Sheepy: Izzy: People need their souls. They can’t live very long without them. Arsé-kun: Impey: …………….. …………….. *he slowly stops* Sheepy: Sheepy: Let’s find who took it and get it back! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he finally joins them* Eh? We can do that? Arsé-kun: *Impey has sat down next to Fran, an expression of sadness beginning to form on his usually-cheerful face. He slowly and carefully pulls Fran into a gentle embrace, burying his face in Fran’s shoulder. He shakes and shudders, silently weeping in fear and sorrow. On the occasion that he raises or turns his head, his tears are able to flow more freely. His eyes seem to have lost their usual shine, replaced with a dull, red glaze. He is absolutely and completely broken-hearted. “Victor….” Sheepy: Sheepy:!! Oh, no! Impey, don’t cry! … … I’ll figure it out!! Sheepy: Izzy: *she is reading the card.* … … Those idiots! They think they can steal MY kill?! That was gonna be mine!! Sheepy: Izzy: I can’t just accept this! Sheepy: Sheepy: *he’s looking at what’s etched on the table* This symbol… Sheepy: *a big, furry dog has entered! he sticks his snout in Impey’s face. hellooooo gimme attention. the dog pauses, gets up on its hind legs, and wraps his forelegs around impey* Sheepy: Dog: *boof. please ignore how big and sharp my teeth are, and how muscular I look when I stand* Sheepy: Izzy: Just what we need, a dog! Hey,doggy, do you smell any smells? Any smells that can find the culprit? Sheepy: Dog: *he sniffs at the card Izzy has put in front of his face, getting one of those big dumb dog grins on his face and a quickened tail-wagging rate* Arsé-kun: Lupin: ……. *he backed away when the dog first arrived, and is watching it with a look of discomfort and nervousness.* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he finally catches up, again* Arsé-kun: Impey: ….? *he slowly looks at Dog. Dooog?* Sheepy: Dog: *please stop crying and give me attention. I am Important.* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he slowly reaches up and pats the dog.* Sheepy: Dog: *he licks Impey’s face. gross.* Arsé-kun: Impey: H-hey! Sheepy: Dog: Hey? Hey! Hey! Hey! *woof* Arsé-kun: Watson: Holmes, that was unsanitary. Sheepy: Dog: *whimper* Sheepy: Sherlock: you’re the wan with the unsanitary mouth. Arsé-kun: *Impey’s kind of staring at Sherlock. Lupin is still uncomfortable* Arsé-kun: Lupin: ……. So now you’re so happy you’re wagging your tail. Literally. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m vvveeeeerrrryyyyyy excited to help!!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ve never been more excited!!! except when I saw a squirrel a few days ago!!!! I chased it into a tree and got stuck! but wilson helped!! Arsé-kun: Watson: *deadpan* watson. Sheepy: Sherlock: the card has a smell! I smell a trail! follow me follow me follow me!! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he tugs at impey* Arsé-kun: Impey: But, but, what do I do with….? *he means fran* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he tilts his head, as though he’s thinking* Sheepy: Sherlock: I can drag him along!! Arsé-kun: Watson: Please don’t drag. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m no horse! I can’t carry him on my back. Sheepy: Izzy: Psh.. if I have to. Sheepy: Izzy: *she takes Fran from Impey* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he wipes his eyes and stares at Sherlock in amazement* S-so.. Y-you’re the werewolf….? Sheepy: Sherlock: No! Werewolfs are brutes! Sheepy: Sherlock: They bite people and hurt people! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m a… … … the name’s verrrryyyyy complicated!! But I don’t bite and eat people! My job is to protect the young, the sick, and the injured! Arsé-kun: Impey: Oh! A Faoladh! I think that’s greek. Or irish. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes!! Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s me!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m verrrryyyy eager to help! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he sniffs at the card once again and starts following a scent trail* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he runs after Sherlock* Sheepy: Izzy: *she follows them. Sheepy stays close to Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *He walks behind them, wary* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why do you think they did that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I don’t know. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe they wanna sell it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Is that possible? Sheepy: Sherlock: We’re getting closer!!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I wonder who it is! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he slows down some to let them catch up* Sheepy: Sherlock: Look, look! Sheepy: Sherlock: There!! That’s someone! *tailwag* Welcome!! Arsé-kun: *There most certainly is. Who, you can’t tell, due to wearing a hood. They’re seated on the ground, holding a blue flame in their hands. They seem to be concentrating on it.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes over to investigate. do you like dog snout in your face? no? too bad* Sheepy: Izzy: Ah, that thing in their hand is… Arsé-kun: *That definitely gets their attention, and they scoot backwards in terror.* Sheepy: Sherlock: IM SHERLOCK!! Hey hey hey hey! Welcome!! Arsé-kun: ??: W-w-were….. T-take it back, take it! J-just stay away from me! *Sherlock obtained the soul! dadada daaaaaaaaa* Sheepy: Sherlock: *you know that weird thing dogs do where they’re feeling really playful so they stick their butf in the air and they shake it? he’s doing that.* You look fun!! What’s that? Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! I got the thing! I got the glowy thing! Sheepy: Izzy: *she goes and retrieves the soul from Sherlock, giving the hooded figure a good look* Sheepy: Izzy: Did Thanatos give you this order? *she sounds dead serious* I didn’t. Sheepy: Sheepy: Lupin, who’s that? Sheepy: Sherlock: They look nice!!! Sheepy: Sheepy: They took Fran’s soul. Sheepy: Sherlock: Let’s be friends!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m not a werewolf so it’s okay! Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t bite people! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m something that’s veeeeerrrry hard to pronounce for me! Arsé-kun: ??: …… *they look from Sherlock, to Izzy* No. You know I want knowledge. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t run off with it when I’m right there. Arsé-kun: ??: Didn’t know you were present, Ma'am. I was going to return it. Sheepy: Izzy: You realize that if it’s not given back fast enough, they’ll die, right? Arsé-kun: ??: Of course I know that! Sheepy: Izzy: Then don’t make that mistake. Sheepy: Sherlock: Did I do well?? Sheepy: Izzy: *she returns Fran’s soul to him [Fran]* Sheepy: Fran:……*he slowly opens his eyes* …….huh? Arsé-kun: Impey: Victor! Are you okay?! Sheepy: Fran: Impey…? What happened? I feel really tired, but other than that, I’m okay… Arsé-kun: Impey: Hold on, I need to make sure you’re you! *he kisses Fran on the mouth* All right, we’re good! Sheepy: Fran: *his face goes bright red* Sheepy: Izzy: *she passes Fran over to Impey* Sheepy: Izzy: There’s a few people you can’t do that too. They’re off limits. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he hugs Fran and glares at the Dude* Arsé-kun: ??: N-noted, ma'am. Sheepy: Fran: *he seems pretty happy to be hugged* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! He’s back! YOU’RE BACK!! Sheepy: Fran: *he clings to Impey. nopenopenope* Sheepy: Sherlock: *whimper* Lupin, why is everyone scared of me? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he shrugs* Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t bite people. Sheepy: Sherlock: You’re not scared of me, right? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Scared, no. Wary, yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: Huh? Why? Sheepy: Sherlock: I’d never hurt you! *he is a sad pup* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Because I have never dealt w-with a were before… N-nothing against you, though..! Sheepy: Sherlock: But I’m not a werewolf!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Lycanthrope, then. Sheepy: Sherlock: *sad dog noise* Sheepy: Sheepy: What does he learn from taking souls? Arsé-kun: ??: Whatever I want from them. Nothing personal, though. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he puts Fran down. Now that he isn’t worried about Fran, he approaches Sherlock* Sheepy: Sherlock: *friend?? FRIEND!!* Arsé-kun: Impey: Can I… Can I pet you?? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he gets excited. that’s probably a yes* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he slowly puts his hand on Sherlock’s head* Sheepy: Sherlock: *good. good!* Arsé-kun: *And then Impey just ends up semi-aggressively petting Sherlock. Who’s a good boy? Who is it? Is it you?* Sheepy: Sherlock: *IT’S ME!!!* Arsé-kun: Impey: *IT’S YOU!!* Sheepy: Sherlock: *WOAH!!! ME!!!* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why did you steal Fran’s soul? Arsé-kun: ??: I answered that already. Sheepy: Sheepy: But… what’s so interesting about his knowledge? Sheepy: Izzy: Hmmm… actually. I’ve got a question for you. Arsé-kun: ??: Yes? Sheepy: Izzy: You’re smart. Do you know of any wish granters who have, y'know… granted wishes recently? Arsé-kun: ??: Huh? N-no, ma'am. Why? Sheepy: Izzy: He says he was cheated, though. Arsé-kun: ??: *he seems thoughtful* …. No idea. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s too bad. Sheepy: Izzy: If you hear anything about wish granters cheating their customers, though, can you tell me? Arsé-kun: ??: Of course, ma'am. Sheepy: Izzy: Thank you~! Sheepy: Izzy: I’m glad it was you, though. Sheepy: Izzy: I was ticked, because I thought someone stole his soul and because I rule over violent death, it’s technically mine. Sheepy: Fran: That’s very, um, concerning. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Y-yeah. Sheepy: Izzy: Is it? Sheepy: Izzy: Anyyyyway, because it’s mine, I didn’t want anyone to touch it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That says a lot about the future. Listed under things I didn’t want to know. Sheepy: Sheepy: But don’t you feel at all bad? Arsé-kun: ??: I was going to return it. I don’t see the issue. Sheepy: Izzy: Nope! When you’re in the biz long enough, you stop feeling bad for those you know you’re going to claim the souls of. Sheepy: Sheepy: I wasn’t asking you, Mr. No Name. You’re okay. Arsé-kun: ??: I have a name. Sheepy: Izzy: *she pats Sheepy on the head* If you follow my example, you’ll go from animals to humans in no time! Sheepy: Sheepy: You have a name? Sheepy: Izzy: Completely ignored…! Sheepy: Sheepy: What’s your name? Arsé-kun: ??: Germain. Sheepy: Sheepy: Lupin calls me Sheepy so that’s my name now. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! Nice to meet you! Sheepy: Izzy:…But.. but… we lovingly chose out your name… well, actually, I tried to name you, but I was met with, “Izzy, Godzilla isn’t a good child’s name! Nor is Terminator!” Sheepy: Izzy: Why does everyone hate my ideas? Sheepy: Fran: Um… Watson… do you think that getting your soul taken can cause health problems? Arsé-kun: Watson: I wouldn’t know. It was returned, so I don’t believe so? Sheepy: Fran: Oh, good… Arsé-kun: Impey: *he laughs* Godzilla?? Sheepy: Izzy: I tried to name him Godzilla. Sheepy: Izzy: It fit him perfectly! Arsé-kun: Impey: I can’t believe Sheepy is actually Godzilla. Sheepy: Izzy: But instead he got an incredibly lazy name. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I think you should tell him what it is. Sheepy: Sheepy: Lupin, what’s a Godzilla? Sheepy: Izzy: His name’s Aries, because that’s the star sign he was born under. Sheepy: Izzy: Lazy, right?! Sheepy: Sheepy: I like Sheepy more. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: So I can just stick with that name? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy: Great! Also, um… Sheepy: Sheepy: I know we’ve figured out who I am, but… I wanna stay with you still. I feel like if I stay with you, we can find the guy who made me this way. Sheepy: Izzy: I’ve been totally rejected… ouch.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, um, I guess you’re not okay with that. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non, non, I’m okay with it! I just… But… Why? Sheepy: Sheepy: I feel safer around you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ………… *he looks slightly vexed* That’s… Fine, then Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, that’s great! Sheepy: Sheepy: I’ll do my best to be useful to you! Arsé-kun: Lupin: And the first order of business is grocery shopping. Tomorrow. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK!! Arsé-kun: *Germain apologizes to Fran in the background, explaining that asking for souls generally does not work. Fran accepts multiple times. It is an experience* Sheepy: Sherlock: Germain doesn’t seem bad!! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, oh! If people are scared of me because I look like a big dog, would this help? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he stands up on his hind legs* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he looks up at Sherlock* *woooooooow* Sheepy: Sherlock: I just look like a very tall man in a mascot suit, right? So no one should be scared of me! Arsé-kun: *Germain appears to be the contrary.* Sheepy: Sherlock: ….? Sheepy: Sherlock: Is this worse…? Sheepy: Sherlock: But… but I don’t want to be scary… Sheepy: Sherlock: Wilson, how do I not be scary? Arsé-kun: Watson: *he shrugs* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmm.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he stifles a yawn* Arsé-kun: Impey: Oh, right. *he goes over to Sheepy* Lupe told me already. Here. *he passes some energy on* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh…? Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… thank you…! Sheepy: Sheepy: But… I thought you weren’t supposed to do that because it doesn’t end well for either party. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he gets back on all four again* Sheepy: Sherlock: Wilfred! Should we go home? Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, um… Lupin, are you tired? Sheepy: Sherlock: Home has Wag!! And Iris!! And Hudson!!! I miss them verrrrryyyyy much! I haven’t seen them in forever! Sheepy: Tom: look impey its a werewolf Sheepy: Tom: but thats not the werewolf i saw Sheepy: Tom: i havent seen this werewolf before Sheepy: Tom: oh hi there edgy man i am tom Sheepy: Tom: im a ghost Sheepy: Tom: i do ghost things Sheepy: Tom: like this *he knocks watson’s hat off if he is wearing one* Arsé-kun: Impey: It’s okay once in a while! I’ve never done it for ya, have I? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods once Impey’s done speaking* Yes. Oui. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he picks his hat up* Ah, so you’re Tom? Nice to meet you. Sheepy: Tom: woah Sheepy: Tom: youre bowler hat man Sheepy: Tom: the werewolf i saw was smaller Sheepy: Tom: but. yes yes yes i am tom Sheepy: Tom: i am dead it is nice to meet you Sheepy: Tom: did you know Sheepy: Tom: catbirds are good at copying other birds Sheepy: Tom: but never accomplish anything themselves Arsé-kun: Tom: kind of like me Sheepy: Tom: and are absolute monsters who will go after you just because you’re alive Sheepy: Tom: what did i miss Arsé-kun: Lupin: A lot. Sheepy: Tom: but im important Sheepy: Sheepy: Should we head back if you’re tired? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I’d like to. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK! I want to! Arsé-kun: *so they go back* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he, too, appears a bit tired. sheepy. what did you even accomplish today? not much that’s what* Arsé-kun: *you dont have to physically do much to be tired* Arsé-kun: *anyway, once they get back to the apartment, lupin immediately collapses onto the sofa. better find somewhere else to sleep, sheepy* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he thinks for a moment, goes to get a blanket, and puts it on Lupin* Arsé-kun: *How kind of you* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he goes to bed.* Sheepy: *and by bed, I mean one of the chairs* Arsé-kun: *sheepy no* Sheepy: *sheepy does as sheepy wants* Arsé-kun: *and that’s where Sheepy wakes up the following morning.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he starts to get up. ow. stiff. better not try curling up in a chair again. ow, ow, ow.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he’s already up, and reading a book. He looks up* Good morning. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…! Good morning! Sheepy: Sheepy: What time is it? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Almost noon. Sheepy: Sheepy: ..Oh. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oops. Arsé-kun: Lupin: And there was a bed you could have used. Sheepy: Sheepy: There was? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy: …where? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Down the hall, of course. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope you weren’t too cold last night! I gave you a blanket but I don’t know if it helped at all… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It did, merci. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, good! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Impey and Fran have left, by the by. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? They did? *he looks a bit sad* Why? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Fran has work. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, right… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We’ve got to go grocery shopping, anyway. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, yeah! I forgot! Sheepy: Sheepy: When should we go? Arsé-kun: Lupin: When you are ready, I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK! I’ll go get ready!! Arsé-kun: *They go out when Sheepy is ready. What a big store. wowee* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he sticks real close to Lupin. he doesn’t want to get lost in ＳＴＯＲＥ　ＨＥＣＫ* Arsé-kun: *Sheepy has a good time. I guess. Until it comes to carrying groceries back. haha, get rekt nerd* Sheepy: Sheepy: *this is heavy. he is suffering* Arsé-kun: *Lupin is not suffering as much.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *hide the fact you’re having trouble. hide the fact you’re having trouble.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Do you need help? Sheepy: Sheepy: No, I’m fine! Sheepy: Sheepy: *remain strong.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: D'accord. Sheepy: Sheepy: *oh, good, he didn’t ask further.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Bonne chance. *he goes on ahead* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he lags behind some* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he notices, and waits for Sheepy to catch up* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is thankful for this.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Are you sure you don’t need help? Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m sure!! After all, I said I’d carry this! So it’s my job now! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Vouz avez plein de merde. I don’t believe you, but fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t want to feel useless, so I have to do something. Arsé-kun: Lupin: W-well, all right. Sheepy: Sheepy: So, don’t worry! I’ll manage! Arsé-kun: Lupin: If you say so. Arsé-kun: *they survive and make it back to the apartment. the elevator is not an asshole* Sheepy: Sheepy: *HE’S SO HAPPY TO FINALLY PUT IT DOWN* Arsé-kun: *And Lupin starts putting it all away* Sheepy: Sheepy: Is there some way I can help? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Arsé-kun: *and then they get everything away* Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope I was of assistance! Arsé-kun: Lupin: You were. Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, at the house of sherlock and pals* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hey, Watson. Don’t go out tonight. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he sounds dead serious* Arsé-kun: Watson: !! *he looks up from his writing* I’m not sure what I should be more concerned about: Your tone, the warning, or that you got my name right. Sheepy: Sherlock: There’s a werewolf. He’s okay during the day, but… he’s very violent at night. Sheepy: Sherlock: I keep watch over him, but I’m sure he wouldn’t hesitate to kill you. Sheepy: Sherlock: So please be careful. Don’t go out no matter what. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he nods* I understand. What I don’t understand is how you were able to keep all this from me. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hard work and determination! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he laughs* I can respect that. Sheepy: Sherlock:…Because. Sheepy: Sherlock: I thought if you found out… Sheepy: Sherlock: You’d be scared of me and eventually hate me like everyone else. Arsé-kun: Watson: Nonsense. You’re already my friend. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m really glad!! Arsé-kun: Watson: … If you’re a … I forgot what you said you were, is this other wolf something different? Sheepy: Sherlock: Mhm. They’re your run of the mill werewolf. Brutish, violent, cruel. No control over their actions. Every full moon they change and begin their hunt. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know if they’re hungry or just enjoy the bloodshed, but… Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s disgusting. Sheepy: Sherlock: I feel bad for those who have been cursed with it… Arsé-kun: Watson: That sounds terrible. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s my job to protect people, but… Sheepy: Sherlock: He’s much more powerful than me. Arsé-kun: Watson: Isn’t there any way to keep him in check? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know. Arsé-kun: Watson: If you’d like, I can do some research. Sheepy: Sherlock: As long as you aren’t in danger. Arsé-kun: Watson: Of course. Arsé-kun: *There’s whining and scratching from the front door. Get the door.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he opens the door* Arsé-kun: *It’s a dog! They look happy when they see Sherlock. Did I say dog? I meant a wolfish dog. Wolfdog. Shut up* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, Issachar! Hi! I was just about to head out! Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he barks and wags his tail.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Did you want to come with me? Arsé-kun: Issachar: *Yip!* Sheepy: Sherlock: OK! Let’s go! I’ll be back before you wake up, Wilson! Arsé-kun: *so Issachar and Sherlock go out!* Arsé-kun: *they then arrive at a small house. it’s a few miles away, but the walk isn’t hard.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he basically kicks the door in* Vaaaan, we’re here! … Van? Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe he’s sleeping. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he hunts for Van and finds him!! sleeping.* Sheepy: Sherlock:…. …. *he prods at Van* Vaaaan, wake up, we’re here. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s me! Sherlock! Sheepy: Sherlock: *as soon as there’s any sign that Van is waking up, he gives him a big hug* Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m verrrrryyyyy happy to see you! Sheepy: Sherlock: Issachar and I are here to make sure nothing bad happens tonight! Arsé-kun: Van: …. *he groans and reaches for his glasses* wh'time is it…? Sheepy: Sherlock: 2:30! Arsé-kun: Van: You’re here this early…? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Van: Ugh. Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s wrong? Arsé-kun: Van: ’m not ready for this month. Sheepy: Sherlock: If there was some way I could fix it, I would. Arsé-kun: Van: Yeah, I know. Move so I can get up. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he moves* Sheepy: Sherlock: Don’t worry! I’ll make sure nothing bad happens! Sheepy: Sherlock: Because that’s my job! And we’re friends! Sheepy: Sherlock: So I should protect you! Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn’t come too early, right? Arsé-kun: Van: I guess not. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, good! Sheepy: Sherlock: My friend may look into it. Arsé-kun: Van: That would be great. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah! Sheepy: Sherlock: He’s smart! Arsé-kun: Van: ….. *he’s quiet for a moment, then bangs on the wall* Get out of the fridge, mutt! I hear you doing that! Sheepy: Sherlock: ? Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he strolls in with meat hanging out of his mouth. issa no* Sheepy: Sherlock: Issachar, that’s his food. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he whines* Sheepy: Sherlock: Don’t do that again. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he gulps it down and whines again* Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s not nice. . You aren’t the one who bought it. Arsé-kun: Issachar: ….. I’ll pay for it! Sheepy: Sherlock: You will? Arsé-kun: Issachar: Well, yeah. Sheepy: Sherlock: OK, good. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he sits down* Sorry, Van! I couldn’t help it. Arsé-kun: Van: Yes, you could. And I’m not taking you for a walk, either. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’d think you’d have a bit more self control than that… Arsé-kun: Issachar: I don’t need that anyway! The walk here was enough! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, good. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he lies down on the floor and huffs* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, um, how have you been, Van? Arsé-kun: Van: Fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s good! Sheepy: Sherlock: Everything has been great recently! Arsé-kun: Van: that’s good. Sheepy: Sherlock: Is there anything I can do to help before, uh… Arsé-kun: Van: … Do we not do the same thing every month? Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess that’s true.. Arsé-kun: *and then we skip to that night bc fuck* Sheepy: *Sherlock would think about how uncomfortable his transformation just was, except he’s more concerned about Van* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he checks on Van* Arsé-kun: *If by “Van”, you mean that shuddering furball, he’s there and alive. And still changing. Lovely sounds include bones BREAKING TO REARRANGE. IT’S SO LOVELY* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes over to see if he can comfort the shuddering furball* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he wonders why, exactly, he doesn’t have such a painful transformation like van’s* Arsé-kun: *maybe bc sherlock is a werewoof.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he sits by Van* Arsé-kun: *BEING HELSING IS SUFFERING* Sheepy: Sherlock: *don’t worry I’m here for you buddy* Arsé-kun: Van: ……… *he huffs and uncurls. why he so tol.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *HELLOOOO FRIENDO* Arsé-kun: Van: *he pushes Sherlock to the side so he can get out of the room. He doesn’t push Sherlock hard, though.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he follows close behind Van, tail wagging as he goes* Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he yips and moves out of Van’s way* Sheepy: Sherlock: Where are we going tonight?? Arsé-kun: Issachar: No idea! Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess it’s really up to him. Arsé-kun: *Van is busy dumping food into his face. Packaging and all. Van, no* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is slightly concerned about the packaging part* Arsé-kun: *And Van finished before lumbering outside. He’s go* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he follows Van* Arsé-kun: *Van makes his way up a hill.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he follows Van up the hill* Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s up at this hill that’s so exciting? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he moves to Van’s side and looks around* Arsé-kun: Van: *he plops down and makes a noise somewhere between a whine and a growl. Doesn’t seem too happy* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is confused. why is he unhappy.* Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he trots over with a branch in his mouth* rets ro romrmphin! Sheepy: Sherlock: Would he appreciate you throwing a branch around??? Arsé-kun: Issachar: ri rurro. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he pokes at Van some* Arsé-kun: Van: *he glares* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes over to join Issachar* Sheepy: Sherlock: What’re we gonna use this stick for?? Arsé-kun: Issachar: Whatever we want! Sheepy: Sherlock: Sounds good to me! Arsé-kun: *then they play with the branch. it’s great. that poor tree gets rekt because Van joined in. rip tree* Sheepy: *rest in pepperoni tree* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he’s somewhat relieved that Van has joined in* Arsé-kun: *and that most of van’s aggression is on the tree, and not dogs* Sheepy: *Sherlock is thankful for that* Arsé-kun: *So is Issachar* Arsé-kun: *the tree isnt.* Sheepy: *but the tree is not as important as the dogs* Arsé-kun: *of course* Sheepy: *who knows, the tree may even be the person who cheated sheepy* Arsé-kun: *if they were, they’re dead now* Arsé-kun: *anyway, the night passes without incident* Sheepy: *it was amazing* Arsé-kun: *ye* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he heads home.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he makes sure not to wake Watson up* Arsé-kun: *good job* Sheepy: *HE DONE IT!!* Sheepy: *you know what it’s time for? Izzy to kick the door of arsene’s apartment down* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *and he jumps, like usual* Sheepy: Izzy: Hey-o! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mademoiselle, with all due respect… Please don’t kick the door. Sheepy: Izzy: But that’s my main way of entry! Sheepy: Izzy: How’s everything going??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: F-fine..? Sheepy: Izzy: Great! I’ve got a request for you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Is it work? Sheepy: Izzy: Sort of? Arsé-kun: Lupin: And I’m not being paid overtime, am I? Sheepy: Sheepy: I thought you don’t get paid. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …… The point stands. Sheepy: Izzy: I need you to capture this guy for me. I need info from him. Sheepy: Izzy: I’d do it myself, but, y'know. Arsé-kun: Lupin: All I heard was “Lupin, please jump off a roof.” *he sighs* I’m going to need more information than that. Sheepy: Izzy: I can throw you off one if you want! Arsé-kun: Lupin: P-please have mercy. Sheepy: Izzy: Here, I have a picture of them. Arsé-kun: *Lupin takes the picture* Sheepy: Izzy: I want them alive. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …… I’ll see what I can do. Sheepy: Izzy: Good, good! Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. But, why? Doesn’t he work for you? Sheepy: Izzy: You think he listens to me? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …… oui? Sheepy: Izanami: That’s where you’re wrong. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I see. Sheepy: Izanami: He goes missing suddenly, he never listens to our orders, and I’m pretty sure he’s got something up his sleeve. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Noted. Where am I to bring him? Sheepy: Izanami: Here’s the address. *she gives a slip of paper to Lupin* Boy, am I lucky to have you. Sheepy: Izanami: You listen more and you’re more fun than most of the reapers working under me. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Th-thank you? Sheepy: Izanami: No, really, I mean it! Sheepy: Sheepy: *he hasn’t been paying much attention to this* Sheepy: Izzy: Oh yeah. Thanks for being a babysitter. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Je vous en prie. Sheepy: Izzy: Now! I should probably leave you to whatever you were doing. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. I was going to go out later, too Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Really? Sheepy: Izzy: Go ahead and do that. It’s no rush. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. You can guess what I mean bu “go out”. Either way, merci. Sheepy: Izzy: That I can! Sheepy: Izzy: See you later! *she go* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Sheepy? I’m going to get dressed, and I’m going out for a few hours. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. I’ll stay here. Sheepy: Sheepy: Is there anything you want me to do while you’re gone? Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m sure there’s something I can do. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Of course. Feed yourself. Maybe find fresh clothes to put on. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK! Arsé-kun: *So Lupin goes out!* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he does as Lupin asked, and then decides to clean. gotta stay busy.* Arsé-kun: *Lupin is out far longer than he probably intended. It’s getting dark* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he’s starting to get a bit worried…* Arsé-kun: *Today’s options include: Ask Tom to look, look out the window, look off the roof, go downstairs and look. Or do nothing* Sheepy: Sheepy: *Ask Tom to look *Look out window *Look off the roof >Go downstairs and look Arsé-kun: *Sheepy goes downstairs. Lupin is not there.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *Ask Tom to look >Look out window *Look off the roof Arsé-kun: *Sheepy doesn’t see shit! There is faint yelling in the distance, though. This is followed by Lupin flying into view, dragging Germain along. Werewoof Sherlock is with them. Not far behind them is a very large, angry, outraging bara furball.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. That looks like a predicament. Arsé-kun: *team WE’RE GONN CRY bursts through the doors, which inexplicably catch on fire. Fire stops the angered furball* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, hi. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he lets go of Germain and lands* Salut. Let’s all agree now to not ever go through that again. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he just. flops over. he’s done. he just wants a nap. save him from this misery.* Arsé-kun: *Germain is sobbing a little.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why was that furry man chasing you? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Full moon. Were. *he sounds like he’s catching his breath* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh.. Arsé-kun: *the doors stop being on fire.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why was the door on fire? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I panicked a little. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t think I’ve ever been that panicked in my life… Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Either way, if he comes back, we’re not safe. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do we do if he comes back? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he shakes his head* I don’t know. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe we should call your boss and ask her to help… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … It’s worth a shot. Arsé-kun: *Lupin calls Izzy* Sheepy: Izzy: Helloooo, how may I transfer your call? Arsé-kun: Lupin: To whatever department manages us not being murdered by an angry were. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, you came to the right place! One moment. I’ll be over. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Please and thanks, I lit the doors earlier. Sheepy: *Izzy hangs up. About ten minutes later, she arrives* Sheepy: Izzy: The star of the show is here! Arsé-kun: *and so is van, again.* Sheepy: Izzy: Huh, you didn’t mean the sleeping carpet on your floor. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, well. Hey, Mr. dog, I really would recommend going somewhere else. Sheepy: Izzy: You don’t wanna know how a reaper’s scythe feels. Arsé-kun: *Izzy is snarled at. Van doesn’t seem to care for the words you are speaking* Sheepy: Izzy: Fine, I warned you. Sheepy: Izzy: *she summons her scythe* Arsé-kun: Van: *he growls and raises his haunches. or whatever. i dont furry anatomy* Sheepy: Izzy: *she gets ready to fight* Arsé-kun: *Van leaps at her! roaaaaaaar* Sheepy: *Izzy tries to protect herself using her scythe* Arsé-kun: *and that just serves to make the angry furball angrier* Sheepy: Izzy: Alright, you asked for it! Sheepy: Izzy: *she goes for him with her scythe* Arsé-kun: *Today, we learn that limbs are meant to stay on. It’ll probably be where it belongs in a few hours.* Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, huh. That’s not what I intended to do. Arsé-kun: *and then van grabs his arm off the floor at whacks izzy with it. effective* Sheepy: Izzy: Eww. You’re getting werewolf blood all over me. Sheepy: Izzy: Aren’t you at all concerned about the fact that I just cut off your arm? Sheepy: Izzy: You bloodied up my scythe, too! Sheepy: Izzy: I just cleaned it! Arsé-kun: Van: *He growls, baring his teeth and preparing to lunge at her again* Sheepy: Izzy: If you do that, I’ll cut the other off, too! Arsé-kun: Van: *he’s still growling* Sheepy: Izzy: Sit. Sheepy: *Sherlock.. is napping through this. Good job buddy. You’re contributing so much.* Arsé-kun: *germain’s still crying.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he’s gone over to try to help comfort Germain* Arsé-kun: Van: *he does not sit. he snaps in izzy’s general direction* Sheepy: Izzy: That’s not sitting. Sheepy: Izzy: Unless you act nicer and stop trying to kill people, I’m gonna treat you like a dog. Sheepy: Izzy: Ordering you around and talking to you like you’re a baby. Arsé-kun: Van: *he’s STILL growling. izzy, that’s not working* Sheepy: Izzy: Shush. Arsé-kun: Van: *a single bark is thrown into the growl 3x combo* Sheepy: Izzy: Barking’s okay. No growling. Sheepy: Izzy: Put your arm back down and chill. Arsé-kun: Van: *he drops to all fours (threes. shut up) and stares. look how HAPPY he is. SO MUCH. YES.* Sheepy: Izzy: Do you want me to.. Sheepy: Izzy: Give you a hand? Arsé-kun: Van: *he snaps at her again* Sheepy: Izzy: No, really. Do you want me to help you with your arm? Arsé-kun: Van: …… *he snorts and sits down.* Sheepy: Izzy: *she goes over and starts helping him, y'know, put his arm back on. because that works.* Sheepy: Sheepy: How are you feeling?? Arsé-kun: Germain: Terrified, disgusted, and uncomfortable, but fortunately alive. Sheepy: Sheepy: That last one’s always good. Arsé-kun: Germain: Yes, yes, of course. Sheepy: Sheepy: I think the dog’s done for now, and the other one’s sleeping. Arsé-kun: Germain: Yes, yes, I do see this, but I swore I had seen a third. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *woof!* Dog?? Where?? Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s a dog who lost his arm just now and another dog right there. And there’s a third dog, apparently. Are you the third dog? Arsé-kun: Issachar: That’s right, kid, I’m a dog! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Well, this guy saw you. That’s what he was saying. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he tilts his head* Hello, sailor! I’m the well behaved dog. Sheepy: Sheepy: But the one that’s sleeping right now seemed well behaved the last time I saw him. Arsé-kun: Issachar: I was kidding! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Arsé-kun: Issachar: And for the record, I’m no were, either. Sheepy: Sheepy: You aren’t? Arsé-kun: Issachar: Nope! *one zorua-esque backflip later, he hu mun. with clothes. not sure how that works. dont ask. dont tell* Ta-daa! Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *and he sits down. plop.* Really, the only one of us that is a real were is Van. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Is that why he attacked them? Arsé-kun: Issachar: Yeah. *he frowns* He always gets like this. Me n’ Sherlock can handle him the day before and after the Full, but day of? Not at all. Sheepy: Sheepy: Will his arm grow back? Arsé-kun: Issachar: … Uh. No? Sheepy: Sheepy: She cut his arm off. Arsé-kun: Issachar: hUh?? *he looks back at Van again* Sure doesn’t look like it from here! Sheepy: Sheepy: She did. Sheepy: Sheepy: We all saw it. Sheepy: Sheepy: And then he picked it up and hit her with it. Arsé-kun: Issachar: … Sounds like something he’d do. I’ll believe it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, good. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe she fixed his arm, if you don’t see that it was cut off. Arsé-kun: Issachar: Maybe! Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you feeling better? Arsé-kun: Germain: *he nods* Y-yes, I think I’ve calmed down. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m glad! Sheepy: Izzy: That’s great! Now, quite unfortunately for you, I’ve got business with you, and I guess this place is as suited as any. Arsé-kun: Germain: Ahh?? L-like what, ma'am? Sheepy: Izzy: I think you know. Arsé-kun: Germain: … Oh. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t think you’re getting out of it. I want to know everything. Arsé-kun: Germain: … I suppose I’m trapped. Where shall I begin, ma'am? Sheepy: Izzy: Wherever you want. I don’t care, as long as I know everything by the end of it. Arsé-kun: Germain: “Everything” is a bit of a broad spectrum.. Sheepy: Izzy: What you’re doing. Why you’re doing it. What your aim is. Arsé-kun: Germain: Learning as much as I can. Because I ’d like to know a wide range of topics. For curiosities sake and also something else. Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t believe you. Arsé-kun: Germain: I did not lie. Arsé-kun: Germain: I just did not detail the end result. Sheepy: Izzy: Detail the end result. Arsé-kun: Germain: Not here. Sheepy: Izzy: Is it really so bad that you don’t want to discuss it here? Arsé-kun: Germain: Not bad. It’s just not a well received topic due to how others understand it. Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Sheepy: Izzy: Sounds shady. Arsé-kun: Germain: *he shrugs* It’s like how the modern world think zombies are raised dead, when that isn’t what the originally were. It’s nothing bad. Sheepy: Izzy: Oookay. If you say so. Sheepy: Sheepy: How d'you do the thingy? Arsé-kun: Germain: …? Sheepy: Sheepy: The thingy where you read people’s souls or whatever. Arsé-kun: Germain: … I don’t know how to explain. It’s just something I’ve always done. *he slowly shakes his head* Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you reading their memories or something? Arsé-kun: Germain: I could if I wanted, but no. Sheepy: Sheepy:….Would it work on me if my memories got stolen?? Arsé-kun: Germain: *he blinks* I… I do not know. Are you asking what I believe you are? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh-huh! Arsé-kun: Germain: ….. *he looks up at izzy* Sheepy: Izzy:….I don’t agree with it, but whatever. I can’t complain. Go ahead. Arsé-kun: Germain: I will be quick, I promise. Sheepy: Sheepy: I probably don’t know anything you care out, but… Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope it isn’t too inconvenient. Arsé-kun: Germain: I recommend you sit back against the wall. Sheepy: Sheepy:….? OK… *he does so* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why? Arsé-kun: Germain: So you do not fall, of course. *he turns, and lightly places his hand on Sheepy’s chest. His hand then goes INTO sheepy’s chest, and he pulls out a green soul. He quickly glances at Izzy again, and then turns his full attention to the soul* Sheepy: Izzy: *she watches him closely* Arsé-kun: *Other than breathing, he doesn’t seem to be doing much.* Sheepy: Izzy: *and Germain?* Arsé-kun: *thats who i meant you dope, but its basically the same, except germain is conscious.* Sheepy: Izzy: *she waits* Arsé-kun: Germain: *it’s hard to tell if he’s even conscious by this point, with how little he’s moving- oh, never mind, he blinked. the first in several minutes* Sheepy: Izzy: *creepy* Sheepy: *sheepy doesn’t mind because he’s unconscious* Arsé-kun: Germain: ……. *he blinks a few more times, and shakes his head. He puts the soul back and waits.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he wakes up* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh… .. oh, how’d it go…? Arsé-kun: Germain: Well. When you said “Stolen”, I’d thought they’d only be missing in your head.. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you mean…? Arsé-kun: Germain: There’s barely a trace of your memories in your soul. Before we sound too negative, though, your knowledge remained. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really??? Arsé-kun: Germain: I didn’t go through much, as I did not intend to. I did get something, though. Sheepy: Sheepy: What’d you get?? Arsé-kun: Germain: You had a bit more knowledge of genies and fae than anyone your age would need. *he closes his eyes again and shrugs. he :). the default. it returns* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: So that means I probably asked one for something and they cheated me. Arsé-kun: Germain: If that is the case, it had to be the fae. Genies cannot cheat except certain situations. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he returns from wherever the fuck HE went. By which i mean he was lurking on the stairs for the last two minutes. Before that, dragging the changed-back van upstairs.* So that’s what it was? Sheepy: Sheepy: That’s what he said. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he, too, has changed back, except he’s still sleeping on the floor* Sheepy: Sheepy: But what does that mean for me? Sheepy: Izzy: Once I find that fairy I’ll throw a table at them! Sheepy: Sheepy: …. but how would that fix anything? Sheepy: Izzy: It wouldn’t, but it’d mqke me feel better! Sheepy: Izzy: Although, I gotta make sure it’s a whole table, because if it isn’t, it’ll give them…. a leg up. Sheepy: Sheepy:………….huh? Sheepy: Izzy: You know, like table legs? Maybe it’s missing table legs? Sheepy: Sheepy:………….ok. Sheepy: Izzy: Aww, shoot, they took your sense of humor, too. You would’ve laughed before. Sheepy: Sheepy: Was that a joke? OK… Sheepy: Sheepy: *in the most bored way possible* Ha. Ha. Ha. Sheepy: Izzy: You poor child…. Sheepy: Izzy: You poor, poor child… Arsé-kun: *Lets skip to the following afternoon, for convenience* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is being himself aka clumsy aka he probably knocked something over bt accident and is now cleaning it up* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he decides to help* Arsé-kun: *Elsewhere, Germain is hunched over multiple books, his wide-open eyes darting from book to book. Tightly gripped in his hand is a staff, an ugly thing with skulls hanging upon it. The foreign language written on the pages seems to make sense to Germain, and a faint smile crawls onto his face. Pleased with his findings, he gently closes the aged tomes, scattering dust throughout the air. He stands, closing his eyes and setting his staff on the table. His smile remaining, he extinguishes the lights and leaves the room, locking the door behind him.* Arsé-kun: *But anyway back to sheepy and lupin* Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you! Sorry for knocking it over…..! Sheepy: Sheepy: I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and tripped… Sheepy: Sheepy: But, d-don’t worry! I didn’t hurt myself! Sheepy: Sheepy: *a nervous grin has spread across his face, and despite his words, he seems intent on hiding his hand from view and the slight smell of blood is in the air…* Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. Did you hurt yourself? Sheepy: Sheepy: Nope! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he gives a side glance to Sheepy* Really? Sérieux? Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t! Arsé-kun: Lupin: So the scent of blood must be my imagination. Sheepy: Sheepy: *welp. he’s caught. better just show his hand off to Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he sighs, and fetches bandages* Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry!

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Is it wise to go on your parents car insurance?

"Is it wise to go on your parents car insurance?

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