#oseathepebble

[tunabesimpin]

Tsukiko and Marc will be attending the party!

Tsukiko’s favorite summer activity is swimming or playing volleyball! So they plan to those at the party. Their favorite color is purple. They’ll be wearing a dark purple bikini with a moon and star pattern. They’ll also be bringing along Jack as their plus one! Jack was convinced to go after Tsukiko talked about what good exercise he’ll get by swimming and playing sports on the beach. After hearing about that, he just had to go!

Marc’s favorite summer activity is simply just playing in the sand and eating ice cream (He can’t swim). He’ll try to get Azul to join him in his version of summer fun. He has to make sure Azul is relaxing too! (This is TOTALLY NOT because he wants to spend time with Azul ahahaha) His favorite color is blue. He’s gonna be wearing a light blue button-up and black swimming trunks

--- Since spotting Azul, Marc has been working hard to convince the businessman to build sandcastles. It would be a nice time to relax and have some fun outside of swimming. Marc was sure this would be a good point to drag Azul into hanging out, but Azul was ever persistent.

Azul quipped "I just don't see how this can benefit me. I should be running the buffet right now Marc." Despite this, he was already seated in the sand holding a plastic rake. Marc chuckled as he placed another bucket of sand down "Think of it more as inspiration and fine motor practice there's more to just pushing sand around to making a sandcastle! It has to have structural integrity and design!"

Azul rolled his eyes and scoffed "My fine motor skills are perfectly fine thank you. You make a valid point though, I suppose I will humor you." Now determined to show Marc he could make the best looking sandcastle.

However after getting the base built, the yells of the volleyball tournaments were growing more intense. Tsukiko and Jack were playing duos against Leona and Ruggie. With all the jocks on the field it was no wonder things were heating up so fast!

Glancing to see the commotion Azul's eyes nearly popped out his head as a stray volleyball flew towards him and Marc. "Heads up!!!" Tsukiko warned as the ball hurled over. Marc barely dodged the ball, but unfortunately the sandcastle between him and Azul was crashed. Tsukiko and Jack were apologetic as Azul scolded them about being more careful! Marc sighed, but was quick to suggest a solution "Why don't you just help us build an even better castle then?" With mutual agreement, the four decided to work together! Not without some good batter and squabbling as well though. ---

AAAA PEBBLE THANK YOU COMING!!!! I'm so glad i got the chance to draw Marc!!! I really wanted everyone to be in the image so i thought what if a lil silliness happened lolol! RIP sandcastle Thank you so much and i hope you enjoy!!!! <3

[oseathepebble]

Congratulations, Pebble^___^ Keep it up🔥

As for the request, could I get a drawing of Valentine from you? ww

Have fun^^

THE WAY I DREW THIS A DAY OR TWO AGO AND FORGOT TO POST IT </3

Anyways I'll admit this isn't my best work. Life has just been hitting hard and I'm having trouble balancing requests with personal projects and school :((

[spadecentral]

📱 Hey BRO | Third Years

>> requested: yes, by @bananaseq >> a/n: erm.. forced to what the fuck born to what the sigma

>> masterlist: here!! >> summary: you text your boyfriend using the word 'bro' >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): none

>> twst taglist: @tulipluvlettr | @strawberry-hyacinth | @oseathepebble | @wisteriainslumber | @villaim

@pastelmage | @xphantasmagoriax | @atlasnessie | @divinesapph | @ze-maki-nin

@ezr4n | @l1vyatan | @savanaclaw1996 | @enigmatic-pers | @queerlordsimon

@kyraxiyn | @rayisalive | @ravenlking | @ruggiethethuggie | @oepionie

@cupids-chamber | @nem0-nee

[the-trinket-witch]

OK TWST FANDOM

We as artists and writers like having sources for stuff, right? And we like giving credit to other artists for their work, right? Well, I've compiled a collection of resources I've personally used and thoroughly believe would benefit others.

[NOTE: THIS LIST IS UNDERSTANDABLY GOING TO BE INCOMPLETE. IF YOU HAVE OTHER RESOURCES TO ADD, PREFERABLY BY A PRIMARY SOURCE, PLEASE ADD IT IN REBLOGS]

Alchemivich's collection:

Ripped Assets Backgrounds SD Sprites (navigate via Excel Sheet) Login Font (free download site)

Robo-Milky: (Info Pulled from TWST Discord server)

TWST Game Font list

MonstroLoungeOfficial (HD Card uploads/limited sprite assets)

Stestylius-arts:

Blank OC Assets Magical Archive Profile Blanks

WolfLover10's Transparent Heartslabyul Uniform

TheDoughWorks (Twitter) Fanslated Prefect Profile (Original via DisneyJPGames)

TwiwOnCrackPopcorn's similar Prefect Profile fanslation

Twisted-Tech's Hair rendering tutorial

SilvyPretty_ (Twitter) Color Rendering guide (photos from Official Visual Books)

Szynkaaa's Pomefiore uniform lining

RubyPearl31's Club Badges:

Equestrian Pop Music Club Magift Science Film Studies Track/Field Gargoyle Research Society Basketball Mountain Lovers Board Game

Unfinished-Projects-Galore:

Blank Intro Cards OC Profile Template Birthday Jacket Card Blanks

AraRoseheart's Broomquet Card Blank

Fumikomiyasaki's Platinum Jacket Card Blank

TomatoWar (Twitter) 妄想 Ramshackle Dorm Floorplan

Estcaligo's Cleaned Dorm Bedrooms

(my own Ramshackle 'cleaned' room)

Fanslations:

OtomeAyui Shel_BB Ekala

TAGLIST: (lemme know if you want added/removed)

@ceruleancattail @squidwen @thecosmicjackalope @vaporvipermedia@writing-heiress

@oya-oya-okay @k-looking-glass-house @thehollowwriter @rainesol @cyn-write

@heartscrypt @honey-milk-depresso @br3adtoasty @jackiecronefield @ruggiethethuggie

@hoboyherewego @achy-boo @oreoskys @oseathepebble @oathofoaks

@tunabesimpin @hamstergal @fumikomiyasaki@valse-a-mille-temps

@hallowed-delights @kimikitti @plutos-hell @thetwstwildcard @atwstedstory

@comingyourlugubriousness @ice-cweam-sod4 @twst-the-night-away @nammanarin

[boopshoops]

Shoopy's Mooties!

HEY YOU. Do you like amazing human beings?? Amazing human beings who happen to be on tumblr? BOY OH BOY DO I HAVE JUST THE THING FOR YOU-

This list will be constantly updated :D lmk if i accidentally miss you or if you want me to call you something else! I'm going to keep my tag for asks as #boopshoopsramblings, making a separate tag for everyone of yall who enters my inbox would be too much for me aaAA

Nownow, I'm well aware this is a long list, but that doesn't mean I value my mooties any less <3 i like seeing each and every one of yall cross my dash!

@rizdoodls - riz!

@patchyegg87 - patchy!

@skriblee-ksk - kris!

@pawnyao - paw!

@cruel-acid - acid!

@gracelyngrausamkeit - gracelyn!

@neige-leblanche / @luminessdoodles - lu/lumi!!

@hamstergal / @twstinginthewind - nette!

@robo-milky - milky!

@br3adtoasty - toasty!

@puowei - puo!

@sunny2ply - dain!

@galaxygirl-katie27 - katie!

@starry-night-rose - ellis!

@kitwasnothere / @kitwasheree - kit!

@revolllutionary / @revivemyreverie - rev/kan!

@fruixtii - fruity!!

@artfulhero-m - maddie!

@lowcallyfruity - lux/honeydew!

@ashipiko - ashi!

@ceruleancattail - ceru!

@cecilebutcher / @twst-stupid-ocs - cecile!

@hallowed-delights /@terrovaniadorm - mercedes!!

@driedupeyeballs - ash/wasp!

@kirexa - kiri!

@shinysparklesapphires - sapphy!

@precariii - MY WIFE!!!

@the-v-lociraptor - v-lociraptor!

@drdepper - depper!

@cheerleaderman - Janjan!

@techno-danger - techno!

@scint1llat3 / @crystallizsch - ian!

@twsted-canvas - eri!!

@mhedusard - mhedusard!

@oya-oya-okay - oya!

@1dont-really-know - whisper!

@deeva-arud - deeva/udi!

@jewelulu - lulu!

@thelamentknight - stephanie!

@bednbunfast - lee!

@thehollowwriter - quinn!

@valse-a-mille-temps - valse!

@thetwstwildcard - lyss!

@fell-e - felle!

@winterwriterstudios - winter!

@mllemony - pookie besty/lemony!

@distant-velleity - kai/vii!

@cynthinesia - cynthia!

@lemonrin-i - rin/lemon!

@cyanide-latte - cyanide!

@natsukishinomiyaswife - sheepy!

@prince-kallisto - kallisto!

@chaoticfireshrimp - wilbur!

@reinbouxsworld - reinboux!

@ice-cweam-sod4 - ice cweam!

@forgwater - forg!

@elenauaurs - elena!

@rabioa - rabioa/rabit!

@bunnwich - bunn!

@v-anrouge - aster!

@inotonline - inotonline!

@the-trinket-witch - trinket!

@writing-heiress - heiress!

@theleechyskrunkly - leechy!

@nammanarin - nammanarin!

@evilcokito - coco!

@rainesol - rain!

@kathxrat-01 - wens/cathy!

@kaevch - ryu!

@moon-mage - moon!

@stormyscrapez - storm/ian/envy!

@oathofoaks / @ramshacklerumble - gar/gee!

@honeynclove - clove/piers!

@cloudedgalaxies - clou!!

@tixdixl - seris!

@attollogame - ames!

@saikira999 - kira!

@raven-at-the-writing-desk - raven!

@nicoliharu - nicoli!

@y-cherries - cherry!

@h0ney-blossom - deerl!

@oheyfox - renny!

@sadhappyface - happyface!

@cesavi13 - cesavi!

@eternalblizzards - yari/frei!

@weirdbell - weirdbell!

@eldritch-alicedoll - alicia/alice!

@cosmonavo - cosmonavo!

@rayroseu - Lian!

@althea-and-alcestris - alethea and alcestris!

@oseathepebble - mari/marc/pebble!

@lumdays - lum!

@jovieinramshackle - harry!

@oyatochie / @clovenoko - hagi/oyachi!

@galaxies-and-gore - dahlia!

@midostree-art - mido!

@beneathsakurashade - kanae!

@le-monchou - soru!

@dibbledoodle - dibbs/dibble!

@cheekinpermission - cheekin!

@datboredpencil - datboredpencil!

@h2llish - devil!!

@raguiras - mionn!

@sparklespecks / @offorestsongs - algernon/algy!

@nyx-of-night - nyx!

@queensharotto / @diamondcrownacademy - sharotto!

@nuitthegoddess - nuit!

@cloudiepuffs - cloudy!

@amethystjewel01 - amey/AJ!

@m4ggot5 - maggot!

@lpendergast - luka!

@stephiethewephie - stephie!

@ghostdandyandco - mi!

@authoruio - uio!

@sleepyheadincoulds - sleepy!

@nemisisnemi - nemi!

@4necdote - barbs/barbara!

@amatsuchan-eiliniel - amatsuchan/jessie!

@leafsei - leaf!

@theolivetree123 - olive!

@justm3di0cr3 - addie!

@alledeuce - alledeuce!

@bunniescribbles - sofia!

@sowrennie - sowrennie!

@qsoap - townie/sofia!

@miyurains - miyu!

@h0neybane - evelyn!

@moonjellybeans - luna!

@mirioho - jaz!

@gl00myb3arz - sophie!

@axel-the-goat-guy - axel!

@bunniehunn - bun/bunnie!

@cloudcountry - auburn!!

@miyuki-fenn - froggy/miyuki!!

@dekaph - kaph!

@sillyslipperybananapeel - lilian/silly!

@snowwhite0430 - rin/snow!

@gg33z0 - gee!

@viperbunnies - tato/tater!

@sillyful-jua - jua!!

@tenrohhk - hornet!

@sunanthonyz - anthony!!

@ephemii - mal!

@vivihitspostlimit / @vivigoesinsaneagain - vivi!

@moonyasnow - moony!

@kirans-wonderland - kir/kiran!

@apieceoffoliage - foliage!

@gimmeurmoneyagh - mimi/marmalade!

TAG LIST

Note: you do not have to be a moot for this! Please ask if you want to be added or removed <3

@lowcallyfruity @skriblee-ksk @kitwasnothere @cecilebutcher @justm3di0cr3

@techno-danger @thehollowwriter @scint1llat3 @the-trinket-witch @distant-velleity

@beneathsakurashade @twsted-canvas @prince-kallisto @qsoap @kathxrat-01

@sillyslipperybananapeel @twstinginthewind @tixdixl

[bunnwich]

Sorted into Savanaclaw

This is my new account as my other one was shadowbanned. If you are looking for my old art traveler, you can find it here.

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My writing tagged with

#bunnwich writes📝

My queue tag

#days in the sun queue🌴

My posts tagged with

#ren speaks🌱

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Blog under construction.

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[vaporvipermedia]

Doodle woodles…

Thank you to @oseathepebble @ice-cweam-sod4 and @bloodiegawz for their doodle requests.

[starry-night-rose]

Happy New Year!

Well, it’s not quite new years where I am but I wanted to get sentimental before the year is over.

I wanted to thank each and every single one of you guys for supporting me throughout all of the ups and downs of the year! Words can’t really express how glad I am to have met all of you guys and you have really changed my life for the better!

I didn’t think that when I joined Tumblr around last year that I would ever make that many mutuals or friends but that is so untrue now! I hope that things are even better in this coming year!

I’d like to thank all of my mutuals for their continued support and friendship as well! If I forgot to tag you, I’m so sorry and please let me know!

@rosietrace @jasdiary @authoruio @geminiiviolets @mirxzii @oseathepebble @hallowed-delights @twsted-princess @bunnwich @hamstergal @daisyneptune @fumikomiyasaki @sakuramidnight15 @shinysparklesapphires @nem0-nee @italoniponic @revolllutionary @robo-milky @yumeko2sevilla @xiao-lantern @valse-a-mille-temps @vaporvipermedia @spadecentral + and many many more!

Love you all!

[k-looking-glass-house]

Secret Santa 23~

Merry TWISTmas @oseathepebble I'm your secret Santa (maman Noël!) this year!

French Christmas time zone ! I hope you'll find some happiness along with this little gift! I read your writing about Christmas with Jack and Tsukiko. Hope I got your santa's wish and writing scene right. I did such a Christmas setting... blue, hope that's ok! With the famous strawberry cake, famous in Japan during Christmas celebration! Have a great holidays along with your loved one!

Same for everyone who are reading, have great holidays, a good ending year to come and an happy new year to start!

See you!

This is a kind of automatic message since I will no longer be active starting the beginning of December, till the next year by now (work is time consuming ha ha also those celebration!!) But I thank everyone for staying all this year with me, for your nice comments, your fantasy ha ha and kindness! Hope we'll have more fun the next year again!! I'll catch everyone up during January!!! (Cass' is cheering with you with Champagne! "Santé!")

Take care

Thanks to the "team" @twstedsecretsanta to have let me join you this year!

[v-anrouge]

GUYS IDK IF ANYONE HAS DONE THIS KNE YET BUT ITS SO CUTE PLZ LETS MAKE A PICREW CHAIN I WANT TO SEE U GUYS AND UR BLORBOS

LINK!!!

tagging:: @theheavilyindulgentgoat @spadecentral @cherrys-sweetness @kirans-wonderland @merotwst @oseathepebble @tulipluvlettr @nanograms @gh-0st-y @jackiecronefield @ruggiethethuggie @astiesgoldenberry @a-hollow-angel @heartsleybyul @love-thanatopsis + anyone else that would like to join :333 SORRY FOR TAGGING U FUYS SHAHUDUA

[comingyourlugubriousness]

"Love is taking a few steps backward maybe even more to give way to the happiness of the person you love.”

“I wonder how many wishes a star can give.”

“Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.”

Had so much fun with Idia's (link here) that I wanted to do Yume's too! Now they are a matching set. Doing this made me realized Yume is a little Winnie the Pooh coded too! And that there is lots of cute Eeyore and Pooh art.

LOL anyway. I haven't been feeling to good lately and not taking art too seriously has been nice! Some of the pictures are of my old art but the meme is new!

MATCHING SET NOW! ( ˘⌣˘)♡(˘⌣˘ )

Check out @bunnwich's of Leona! And @oseathepebble for Jack!

[tunabesimpin]

Hi Tuna! Congrats on 500 followers!!! You deserve all of them :D

May I request an interaction with Tsukiko and Tuna with the "Maid for a day" prompt? :0

UVU OF COURSE!!!! THANKS MANY!!! AND HERE THEY ARE!!! ^0^ Tuna just wants to tease a bit but Tsukiko knows how to play the game too!?!

The dynamic difference in reactions....

Thank you for being patient!!! ^V^ Hope i wasnt too ooc for tsukiko ;; or jack;;;

[hphmmatthewluther]

Back By Midnight: Operation OBSERVATORY - Part 1/4

(A/N: And we're back! I know I've been on hiatus for....a while...but uni and stress is finally all behind me and I can spend this summer writing as much as possible! And so we're back with Back By Midnight! This chapter features @camillejeaneshphm 's wonderful oc Camille!)

Taglist of peeps who might be interested (lemme know if you want to be added or removed!): @akaisenhatake​ @camillejeaneshphm​ @catohphm​ @fangirl-screaming​ @rosachaotic​ @ag907​ @nikyiscreepy​ @oseathepebble​

Matthew Luther has been brought into the mysterious Midnight Foundation, but before he can become a fully-fledged agent he must prove himself in their training program. Determined to help solve the mysteries discovered previously, he must make new friends and overcome the obstacles set out before him if he wants to live up to his title of “Agent Moon”...

***

Dawn broke over the city of London, and Matthew was awake for it. He was sitting on a balcony overlooking an empty street, dressed in a loose-ish dark red shirt and dark blue denim jeans (Galileo had told him that it would be best to dress smart-casual for the first day). He was eating breakfast as he sat there, every few seconds turning to look at the suitcase just behind him. It was everything he’d apparently need for the next four months.

Finishing breakfast, he left the balcony and carried the bowl and the suitcase downstairs to the kitchen. Sitting there reading the paper was a man in his early fifties with short brown hair and a small beard along his chin. He turned to Matthew and smiled. Matthew tried to smile back, and not look at the headline which read “CENTRAL LONDON FIRE AND BREAK-IN: INVESTIGATIONS ONGOING”. Funny. He’d been the victim of one and the cause of the other.

“You all ready, then?” Peter Luther asked, putting the newspaper down. “You know, I’m really proud of you for doing this. Putting yourself out there, and getting some great experience, too.”

Matthew nodded, smiling in the same way he’d smiled at that Reflection employee two weeks ago. “Yeah, it’s great that they offer short courses like these at colleges. It’s not completely related to my degree, obviously, but there’s a lot more crossover than you’d expect.”

“Well, you’d be the expert in that.” Peter shrugged. It was a pretty good cover story, all things considered, but even someone like him, who’d left school at 16, could tell that going from biology to astronomy was something of a leap. “But I trust you, Matt, I want you to know that. Make sure you enjoy yourself up there, okay?”

“Course I will, yeah.” Matthew paused as he saw a car pull up outside. “Ah, there’s my friend I told you about. I should probably head off, don’t want to keep them waiting…”

Peter gave Matthew a brief hug and smiled at him. Matt said another quiet “bye” to his Dad and opened the door, taking a brief look at the pictures on the wall before leaving. Some had four people in them, but most had three. Blinking for a moment, he turned and walked out the door, closing it behind him. He went to get in the back of the car, before hearing the voice of the driver.

“In the front, Agent Moon, if that’s alright.” came the voice of Agent Terra, who was sitting in the driver’s seat. He looked in to see Agent Gaia sitting at the back, a laptop on her legs and a pile of folders in the middle seat that had toppled onto the third seat due to the movement of the car. “We’re meant to be working right now, but…we wanted to have a chat before you started training.”

Terra pressed a button and the boot door opened, allowing Matt to put his suitcase and rucksack in. Closing it back down, he walked over and got into the passenger seat, and had barely put his seatbelt on when the car,a decently expensive one from what Matthew could tell, started moving.

Gaia cleared her throat as they passed through the London streets. “See, Agent Galileo told us you were off today, and that she’d be sending Agent Eclipse to pick you up. And Terra wasn’t sure-”

“Hey, don’t pin all this on me, ok?” Terra said, rolling his eyes. “We both agreed that it’d be better if we were the ones to do it. Just to make sure…uhm…”

“That Atticus wouldn’t scare me off?” Matthew guessed. The two looked at each other before Terra refocused on the road.

“Something like that.” Agent Gaia said in a hushed voice, looking down at her laptop screen. “It’s weird knowing his name now, but honestly, it fits him. Galileo did tell us not to tell any other agents, though. Eclipse likes to keep his secrets, after all.”

Matthew thought about the years he’d known Atticus. They’d played together as kids whenever they were allowed over to see his mother’s side of the family. That visit where he’d told Matthew to go for the MI6 job was the last time he’d seen Atticus in years. “Yeah, I guess he does. I feel bad for having yelled it out, um, back at E- um, Agent Galileo’s office.”

“Don’t worry about it, you had no way of knowing.” Terra reassured him, taking another turning as the car snaked through the London suburbs. “If I’d seen one of my cousins working as a spy, I’d probably have the same reaction. Though probably best to switch to Eclipse while you’re training.”

Matthew nodded, looking out of the window as the buildings around them gradually became further spaced apart and shorter as they entered the Greater London area. The patchwork of suburbs that surrounded the city made for a nice view as the car sped through, the traffic minimal seeing as they had passed the morning rush hour. He noticed that Terra wasn’t following a satnav or a phone, and instead appeared to know the route from memory. Terra briefly looked back at Matthew and smiled, with Matthew smiling back, before turning his full attention to the road once more.

“You all healed up, by the way? Some of those bruises looked pretty nasty.” Terra asked, scratching his head as he took the car onto an A-Road. The expensive-ish houses around them gave way to the green and pleasant fields of the English countryside, minus the housing development site or two.

Matthew turned back around, having been counting how many fields of sheep he saw. “Oh yeah, uh, I’m more or less perfect. The stuff Agent Luna gave me cleared them up in no time.”

“Yeah, Luna’s the best.” Gaia smiled from the back seat, her quiet typing having not stopped since the journey began. “Or so I’ve heard. I’ve never really needed the Medical Team’s help, being a handler and all.”

Terra chuckled. “Nope, me neither.”

Gaia suddenly cleared her throat. “Well, actually-”

“Oh, for god’s sake-”

“I have a rather distinct memory of you burning your finger on the toaster in the break room-”

“It was a bad burn!” Terra hissed, rolling his eyes as the car came to a stop at a red light.. “It needed medical attention!”

“Yes, and Agent Luna was there to provide; her invaluable guidance of “stop screaming and run your hand under the tap” really saved the day, didn’t it?” Gaia snorted, clearly remembering the incident in vivid detail in her head. “At least she had the decency to say you were very brave and it wasn’t your fault the toaster was still warm.”

“You are totally misrepresenting things!-”

Matthew watched all of this with a bemused expression. “Um…light’s green, um…” he muttered.

“If you hadn’t denied it, I wouldn’t have had to explain!”

“I denied it because I knew you would explain!”

Matthew cleared his throat, albeit quietly. “Um, the light is-”

There was a loud honk from behind, and Terra hastily moved the car forward. Silence followed for a few seconds, before Matthew couldn’t help but laugh. Eventually, the twins followed.

“Sorry, Moon, didn’t mean to…” Terra paused, covering his mouth to hold in more laughter. “This is why we tend to stay back at HQ. At least there we can argue all we want without annoying anyone.”

Matthew simply smiled. “It’s not annoying to me, really. As long as you keep your eye on the road, you can argue all you like.”

Gaia sifted through the notes on the seat beside her. “Well, that’s very nice of you to say. And once you’re through training here, you’ll get to listen to us argue a lot more.”

“I look forward to it.” Matthew said, watching as the countryside scenery continued to roll on by. Eventually, he spoke up again. “So…I’m guessing you can’t say much about the training, right?”

Terra shrugged. “Well, they change it every time, since people can retake it and everything, but the basic principles are always the same. You know, physical ability, problem solving, teamwork, ability to deal with the stresses of the job, all that stuff.”

Matthew had assumed as much, but hearing it from someone else made it all feel a lot more real somehow. “I see…wonder if I’ll have to retake it…”

Terra and Gaia looked at each other briefly. “Are you joking?” Gaia chuckled, leaning forward to look at Matthew. “You’ve already got a successful mission under your belt, what do you have to worry about?”

“Yeah, but…” he trailed off, his smile fading. “A lot of that was down to you two.”

Terra sighed. “Look, we appreciate it, really. But you can’t sit there and say that some of that wasn’t because of your own skills, right?”

Matthew shrugged. “I…I guess? I dunno, sorry, um…” he stammered, wincing at himself. He tried not to think about what Bill would say if all of this was for nothing, or what Terra and Gaia would think of the person who took Bill’s title, or even what Eclipse would think. “I just don’t know if I can do it again.”

“Well…” Terra said, a small smile appearing on his face, “There’s only one way to find out.”

The car drove through a roundabout, off the A-Road, and past a hill with some trees on it before a vast compound came into view. There were half a dozen hills scattered across the area, each with its own domed building with a large telescope sticking out of it. Matthew watched as small shuttered hangars, large antennae, and smallish buildings that reminded him of university housing went by, until Terra stopped the car by the front entrance, a sign over the doors reading “Haverhill Observatory - Operated by The Midnight Foundation”.

“Alright, this is you.” Terra said, leaning back in his seat. “Gaia, his things?”

Gaia leant forward again and passed a document of some kind with a card paperclipped alongside it. Matthew took it and noted Agent Galileo’s signature on it, as well as a blue stamp with the Midnight Foundation’s logo on it. He got out of the car and held up the paper. Sure enough, the stamp matched the logo next to the double doors. He turned back around to grab his bags from the boot, before turning back to the twins.

“Thanks for this, I really appreciate it.” He looked down at the card quickly, and was surprised to see that it had the image from his MI6 file.

“No worries, Moon. We’ll see you on the other side, yeah?” Gaia said, waving to him with a smile.

Terra gave a wave and a nod too. “Good luck, mate. They won’t know what hit ‘em.” Both agents rolled up their windows, and the car rolled away. Matthew stood there for a second, took a breath, and turned towards the double doors. Entering, he saw that the architecture was quite similar to that of the London Headquarters, though much smaller and without the large carvings and sculptures, instead favouring detailed paintings of the solar system as well as several stars, presumably ones discovered here. 

Not wanting to be late, he stepped towards the desk. He would have said something (hopefully something coherent), but the receptionist interrupted before he could.

“Card and certificate, please.” He said, in a tone that suggested that he’d be spending most of today saying those four words. Matthew obliged, and watched as he stamped the certificate once more before putting it in a pile of certificates nearby. Matthew guessed that maybe 7 or 8  people had arrived here before him. That made him feel some amount of relief: he probably wasn’t late. Once the receptionist had scanned the card, he passed it back to Matthew.

“Oh, thank you-” he said quietly. The receptionist looked up in surprise, as if he hadn’t expected to be thanked, before continuing to type away on a computer.

“...You’re signed in…Agent. Would you like to be known as Matthew Luther for your time in training or choose another name?”

It was now Matthew’s turn to be surprised. He knew they’d have to take measures to make sure people didn’t know about just how he’d been recruited, but to take on a new name? He thought about it for a moment, about what he wanted his name to be associated with, and-

“Matthew Luther is fine, thank you.” He said, adjusting the collar of his shirt a little. The receptionist typed this into the computer. Another button pressed, and there was a click from the door to the left.

“Thank you, Mr Luther. If you’ll continue into the cloak room you can drop your luggage there. It will be brought to your room. Then, continue on until you reach the meeting room.”

Matthew nodded, and started on his way before pausing and turning back around. “Sorry, um, I don’t suppose there’s a map or something, is there?”

The receptionist’s face formed a smile, a sort of this is my favourite part of the job smile. “You should be able to find it. If not, a member of staff will come to collect you.”

Matthew clicked his tongue. “I see. Thanks again.” he said, turning back to the door, his brain registering the feeling that the training might have already begun.

The cloak room, at least, seemed fairly normal. He slotted his suitcase in the nearby rack, which seemed to operate like an airport baggage claim in reverse, with the baggage disappearing from view as the rack spun around. It now occurred to him that he had very little trust in this place, and found himself wondering what was and wasn’t a test. Needless to say, he decided to keep a hold of his rucksack just in case. Slinging it on his back, he opened the other door and left the cloakroom. He found himself walking through a thin, brown corridor with several framed signs on the wall. One read “DO NOT TRACK MUD INTO THE OBSERVATORY”, the next said “PLEASE DO NOT LITTER OR LEAVE BELONGINGS BEHIND”, and the final one read “BE CAREFUL - EQUIPMENT EASILY DISTURBED”.

Matthew could admit that he felt a little patronised by all this, but knew he had to balance this with the fact that somewhere in those signs was the guide to not failing at the first hurdle. Cautiously, very cautiously, he opened the door into the next room, though stood in the doorway without going right in. This room was wider than the last one, and a lot less brown too. The floor consisted of several metal squares, which looked similar to the material that escalators were made from. To his left and right, the walls were covered in pipes and venting, as white as the wall they covered. Finally, Matt looked up at the ceiling, which oddly enough reminded him of the ceiling of a classroom.

Surely not was Matthew’s first thought. He had been taught during his time at MI6 to disregard any and all cliches from spy movies, even the ones as subtle as using codes and ciphers. These days, all messaging was done in encrypted programs. But considering the Midnight Foundation already had a propensity for the use of gadgets, he realised he couldn’t be too careful. 

He took his rucksack off of his back, and pulled out one of the pens he’d packed. He wondered vaguely if the Foundation made pens that exploded as he tossed the pen into the room. The pen bounced off the square it hit perfectly, then the next one just the same, but it was when the pen landed in between two of the slits of the metal that Matthew realised what the problem was. Slowly, the square the pen had landed on started to tilt.

Matthew leant down to look at the square closest to him, or rather through it. He pulled out his phone and the light passed through, revealing a large pool of mud. This was a military survival course crammed into an observatory. He had to marvel at the ingenuity of it all, a smile forming on his face as he lent on the doorframe. He looked over to the pen that he’d dropped. Judging by the signs, he probably shouldn’t leave it there, and so very slowly he put his bag back on his back and tiptoed towards the square where it had ended up. 

Fortunately, he’d thrown the pen sideways more than he had forward, and so in only three or four squares he’d almost gotten to it. Already starting to slip, he reached for the pipes, and was surprised to find they were sturdy enough to hold his weight. Something occurred to him at that moment. He pulled himself further to the edge of the room, grabbing another pipe to do so, and hoisted his feet up to rest on the pipes too. They didn’t budge. Loosening a finger, he tapped on the pipes, and as he’d suspected, there was the thunk thunk of a decidedly un-hollow “pipe”.

A full smile on his face, he started manoeuvring across the wall of pipes, picking up his pen as he went along. From this angle, he could make out several muddy footprints across the other half of the room, presumably from people who tried to brute force it. For Matthew, it seemed the rules of hiking applied to this test: Leave no trace. It seemed incredibly fitting for spies too.

Across the room he went, tapping the pipes before putting his weight on them just to make sure the Foundation hadn’t put any decoys in to mess with anyone who’d found the solution. He came to the far wall, and looked over to the door. There were a few squares between him and the door, which by far had the most mud on them. It seemed the challenge of the room wasn’t over just yet. Something else had caught his notice as well. The footholds that seemed designed into the pipes had been going upward, so much so that Matthew’s brown hair was brushing against the ceiling. Unable to help himself, he stretched upward a little and felt the square in the ceiling move upward. He’d always wanted to do that whilst at school.

He shook his head as he focused his attention on the door, head still brushing against the ceiling. Did they want him to jump for it? He considered it and got ready to go for it, trying to get as high up the pipes as possible, before realising that there was no longer a ceiling overhead. He looked up, and a pair of hands was holding the square. There was a gasp, and the hands dropped it. Matthew didn’t have time to stop it hitting him square in the face, but at least was able to reach out to grab it before it fell onto the floor. He coughed and sputtered from the dust, before looking up at where the hands had come from. There was a light.

He was only able to stammer the word “H-Hey!” as he quickly clambered upward, having to breathe in a bit to get his long legs through. He placed down the ceiling part and breathed a sigh of relief as he hit solid ground. He really should have guessed that the ceiling at a state-of-the-art observatory shouldn’t have done that. The area above the room was dusty and small, the light Matthew had seen emanating from a crawl space in the wall. 

Matthew’s attention, however, was on who the pair of hands had belonged to. Here on the ceiling with him was a woman around his age, perhaps a year or two older. She was fat and had brown skin, with dark curly hair and bright green eyes that reminded Matthew of his own, though they were more of an olive shade compared to his. She also, somehow, seemed even more nervous than him.

“Um,” he began, still getting his feet in through the hole in the ceiling, “hello. Sorry, um-”

Before he could say anything else, the woman made a noise that Matthew could only describe as a “squeak”. “Oh! I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to let that hit you, I was just trying to slot it back in! They…took marks off from me for it last, um…” she trailed off, and before Matthew could say anything else she had fled through the crawlspace, her red trainers dropping away with the rest of her into the light. Matthew turned back to look at the ceiling square, rubbing his forehead where it had struck him. He slotted it back in place, the light from the room below disappearing. A few seconds later, he heard the sound of the door below opening, a single footstep, and a muddy splash. Matthew chuckled silently as he moved towards the crawlspace.

To his surprise, the crawlspace didn’t lead to the room on the other side of the door, but instead veered left, ending at an exit 30 metres or so away. Matthew watched as the woman from earlier appeared outside, squatting down to put the grate back over it. Gritting his teeth, Matthew continued onward, trying his best to move quickly, though this was difficult as a result of his height. He kept going, making sure to avoid a few bits of mud here and there before reaching the grate himself. He reached out and pushed it open, and hoisted himself out. He got up, caught his breath, stretched, and put the grate back in its place.

At this point he was half-expecting a bottle with a label reading Drink Me or something of the sort, but instead, the room was totally empty save for a single door, and a sign next to it reading MEETING ROOM ONE. Not wanting to take any chances, Matthew once again opened the door and remained in the doorframe. This time, however, he needn’t have worried; inside was a fairly standard lecture room, complete with blue leather seats. Matthew saw 4 other people in the room already, the woman from the ceiling among them, as well as a man in his late forties at the front of the room.

“Ah, welcome. Thank you for arriving so promptly.” He said, adjusting the glasses on his face as well as his neatly combed hair. “If you could take a seat, we shall wait for the others before we begin.”

Matthew sat down near the back of the room, trying not to be too close to anyone. He leant back, the realisation that he had made it through a military survival course unscathed. He’d followed the signs the very best he could, but he couldn’t help but look over to the woman who’d been up in the ceiling. He promised himself to thank her at the next chance he got, having realised that if not for her, his feet would likely be covered in mud and he’d probably not even have found the room. He still wasn’t convinced that he had what it took for all this.

Over the next half an hour, about a dozen or so others came into the room, with varying degrees of mud on their clothes. Once that happened, the man at the front pressed a button on the laptop he was standing in front of. Five minutes later, and the door opened once more. A man and a woman wearing security uniforms gestured into the room, and around ten more people filed in, none making eye contact, every single one with mud on them. Matthew figured that the door must not have led anywhere. With everyone assembled, the man in front cleared his throat.

“Thank you.” He said, nodding to the two security guards who turned and left the room. “Well, on behalf of the Midnight Foundation, I’d like to welcome you all to Haverhill Observatory, and of course, to your Basic Training. Over the next four months we will build up and test the skills needed to be one of our agents.”

“Now, a lot of you come from various governmental departments, military espionage groups, private military companies and intelligence organisations. An agent of ours scouted you for your talents, as well as an interest in astronomy, and you were asked to attend this four-month training course.”

Matthew took a moment to examine the room. There was a group near the front who he recognised as fellow agents of MI6. They didn’t seem to pay him much attention. He’d never exactly minded that, but Matthew was starting to wonder if that had been a mistake on his part.

The man continued. “My name is Agent Hubble, and I will be overseeing this first part of your training. Much of this first month or so will involve you getting used to the very basic duties an Agent has to follow, featuring a mix of spywork and astronomy. You’ll notice that for an agency like this one, we’re rather open amongst ourselves about the fact that we are, indeed, spies. We are secret agents. This is true above all other things, at all times. What that means for each of you may differ slightly, but it should nevertheless bring you to similar conclusions about what to prioritise when on missions.”

“Now, to begin. I’d like to ask you all to find someone to work with. We have surmised over several years of carrying this training out that cooperation is one of the skills least developed in our recruits, and so to correct this we have decided to create opportunities to use this skill from the very beginning of your time here.”

Matthew felt like his stomach was about to turn in on itself. He’d done so well up until this point, even if he’d needed a bit of help, and now it was all bound to collapse. He knew how this would go. He looked over at the group of recruits from MI6, and sure enough they were either pairing up with their friends from other groups or with each other. He felt an urge to just leave the room, but then he turned to see the woman from earlier. He recognised the exact same things he was feeling at once, from the stomach ache to the eyes looking around the room trying to decide what to do. He stood up, adjusting his rucksack, and crossed the room.

“Um, hello-” he began, in very much the same way he had when she’d dropped the ceiling on his head. “S-Sorry, I, um…I wanted to, um…”

“Oh, I’m so sorry about that, really, don’t let me take up your time-” she insisted, her french accent still as strong as before.

“Wait, um, that wasn’t…I actually wanted to thank you.”

The woman raised her eyebrow. “Really?”

“Well, I would have had to do the walk of shame otherwise, I imagine, so…yeah.” Matthew shrugged.

She blinked, unsure how exactly to respond. “Oh…well, it’s no problem, really. You should…probably find a partner, though…”

“Yeah, um…” he sighed, looking out over the lecture hall. “...I don’t exactly know anyone here. Would it, um…would it be ok if I worked with you? It’s totally ok if not, um…” he said, trailing off as he winced at himself. The others seemed to make it so easy, but then again a lot of them seemed to know each other.

Matthew would have dwelled more on his failure to network if not for hearing: “Really? You’d…want to work with me? I…I should probably tell you now, this isn’t my first time attempting to pass, I’ve…had to retry it several times now.” she admitted, looking away for a moment.

“I’m ok with that.” Matthew replied bluntly. He couldn’t explain it, but for some reason when he talked to her it didn’t feel like he was struggling to find ways to respond. That he could trust her to be patient with him.

“Oh…well, as long as you’re sure.” She said, gesturing for him to sit down. “I should probably introduce myself. My name’s Camille..”

Matthew sat down, allowing himself to smile as the stress faded from his body. “Nice to meet you, Camille. My name’s Matthew.”

“Pleasure to meet you, Mathieu.” Camille said, smiling back in very much the same way. “If you enjoyed getting here, you should see what we’ve got to do to get our room keys.”

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