#sorry for late update rl stuff is killing me

[yotsutama]

Mechanical Lullaby ~3rd Day~

Mechanical Lullaby Event Story (12/05)

Part 1~4 | 5~8 | 9~12 | 13~16 | 17~22 | 23~26

Part 17 – The Wind-up Day 1

Cielo (Kujou Tenn): It started a while ago, a memory that I didn't experience, and a slight doubt towards my own 'role.'

Cielo: I've been looking for the answer this whole time, but I haven't figured out anything......

Cielo: In these memories, I always see the clock tower. Just what is going on in the tower...?

Cielo: Tomorrow is the Wind-up Day that comes once a year.

Cielo: I might as well ask Augus, the robot who manages the clock tower.

Augus (Yaotome Gaku): ...... Okay, this should be fine.

Fabra (Nikaido Yamato): How's the clock?

Augus: Same as always. It shows the same time as my pocket watch.

Fabra: I see.......

Augus: ...... Is there something wrong? I always make sure this pocket watch and the watch in my room show the same time, so it shouldn't be wrong.

Fabra: ...... No, if the clock is good then it's fine. By the way, tomorrow is the day to wind the robots in the city.

Augus: I know. What about it?

Fabra: Would you mind helping me out?

Augus: ...... Well, I don't mind. But you always do it by yourself, right? How rare.

Fabra: I want to do it carefully this time.

Augus: Is that so?

Fabra: Yeah. I'm counting on you.

*chatter chatter*

Fabra: Now Augus, they're divided into two rows.

Fabra: You wind the robot dolls in the left row.

Augus: Got it.

Augus: ...... Okay. The next robot doll is the last one, right?

Cielo: ...... Hey, can I ask you something?

Augus: ...... Ask? What is it?

Cielo: What is the clock tower for?

Augus: Eh?

Cielo: This clock tower is the only clock that can be seen from anywhere in this city. Why is that?

Augus: ......? ... What are you saying?

Cielo: You manage the clock tower. You should know about it, am I right?

Cielo: Tell me!

Augus: The reason the clock tower can be seen from anywhere in this city is so that the robot dolls can check the time. That's all, ok?

Cielo: You can just make some clocks for them then.

Augus: Well, but, it’s a long process......

Cielo: What is that around your neck?

Augus: ...... It's a pocket watch.

Cielo: This. I also have a pocket watch. It's broken though, but it's small.

Augus: You're right but...... Sorry, what I've already said earlier is all I know.

Cielo: I see......

Cielo: But, you're always in the clock tower, aren't you?

Augus: Yeah.

Cielo: Then, can you find out if the clock tower’s only purpose is for telling time?

Augus: You tell me to find out but... Sorry for not being of any help, but I've finished winding you, so can you go home for now?

Cielo: Okay......

Cielo: Even Augus, the robot who manages the clock tower, doesn't know anything......

Cielo: I’ve reached a dead end......

Cielo: Ow......

Cielo: My head......, what is this sound...? Singing...?

Cielo: A memory again......

Cielo: The clock tower......? I'm there... with who?

Part 18 - The Wind-up Day 2

Fabra: You really helped me today.

Augus: ...... I want to ask you something.

Fabra: What?

Augus: I'm a robot who manages the clock tower, right?

Fabra: Yes, you are. ... Why do you ask?

Augus: The clock tower is important for the robot dolls, right?

Fabra: ...... Yeah.

Augus: And I also manage a pocket watch along with it.

Augus: To make the clock move, we need the big tower, right?

Fabra: Yeah, we do.

Fabra: What do you want to say?

Augus: ...... Aside from the tower being a clock, does it have another 'role?’

Fabra: ...... What's with you?

Augus: Today, a weird robot came to me.

Fabra: Then?

Augus: He asked me, ‘what is the clock tower for, why is it the only big building in the city?’ I’ve never been asked questions like that before......

Augus: I always thought we needed a big tower to show off the clock. But, this pocket watch is a clock as well.

Fabra: It is.

Augus: We don't need a big tower to make a clock move. We can just use a small clock and go travel anywhere far from the clock tower, can't we?

Fabra: ...... Augus. Your 'role' is to manage the clock tower.

Augus: ............

Fabra: You will understand when the time comes. And when the time comes, your power will be needed.

Fabra: Sorry, but that's all I can say for now. I have something to do so I have to go now.

Augus: Hey! We're not done yet!

Part 19 - 'Role' and 'Duty'

Cielo: ............

Jane (Izumi Iori): That robot doll, he has been following Terra recently.

Jane: I’ve only seen him on the streets though......

Jane: Do you have something to do with Terra?

Cielo: ...... What?

Jane: That's my line.

Jane: You’ve been following Terra lately. What about him?

Cielo: Nothing......

Terra (Nanase Riku): Jane-saan! Where is this book's next volume?

Terra: ...... Wait, eh? Who are you?

Jane: Terra, this robot doll......

Cielo: What is your 'role'?

Terra: Eh? Um, my 'role'?

Cielo: Yes.

Terra: I don't know yet......

Cielo: Really!?

Jane: You, what are you...?

Cielo: You weren't told when you woke up?

Terra: Yes. When Fabra-san awakened me, he told me to recall my 'duty' myself.

Cielo: Recall your 'duty'...?

Terra: Yes. I come to the library to figure it out, but I still haven't remembered.

Cielo: So, you forgot something... just like me...?

Terra: Like you?

Cielo: It's nothing. Why didn't Fabra tell you...?

Terra: He said, "it's meaningless if you don't recall it by yourself".

Cielo: ......!

Cielo: Fabra said the same thing when he awakened me......

Cielo: Does this mean this guy and I have 'duties' aside from our 'roles?’

Cielo: Bringing this topic up now isn't a good idea. I should pretend I don’t know anything and gain more information.

Cielo: You didn’t get a 'role,' are you a special robot doll or something?

Terra: I'm not... I don't have 'role,' I can't do anything......

Jane: ...... Terra is a robot doll that was awakened by Fabra just recently.

Jane: Recently, there has only been a few new robots. And a robot doll that's awakened by Fabra is rare.

Jane: Fabra chose to awaken Terra recently. There might be some meaning behind Fabra's action.

Cielo: Hmm. Robot dolls awakened by Fabra is that rare?

Jane: Probably. I don't know the details.

Cielo: ...... I was awakened by Fabra too, 3 years ago.

Jane: You too...?

Jane: 3 years ago... there might be some meaning behind his awakening too.

Jane: ...... There is one thing that bothers me about Terra.

Cielo: What?

Terra: What is it?

Jane: Terra refers to his 'role' as a 'duty.'

Jane: At first, I thought he just made a small mistake, so I ignored it.

Jane: But his 'duty' is probably different from what we call 'role.'

Cielo: ...... 'Duty?’

Terra: Fabra-san said 'duty' to me.

Jane: And Dissen probably felt something from Terra.

Jane: He looks like a carefree person, but he's sharp.

Cielo: I see......

Cielo: We won't get the answer even if we discuss this. I'm going to continue my investigation. If you know about Terra's 'role' or 'duty' then let me know.

Terra: ............

Jane: ............

Terra: ...... Ah!

Jane: What is it?

Terra: I forgot to ask him his name......

Jane: ...... *sigh*

Part 20 – Nocturne (1)

Terra: ...... *sigh*. It's so late already.

Terra: It'd be nice if my 'role' or 'duty' is to make everyone happy, just like the boys in that book.

Terra: Singing and dancing is definitely fun.

Terra: But, what if, I can't remember until the end......

Terra: I'm a useless robot doll......

Terra: Jane-san too, he might get bored of me......

Terra: ............ Uu...... Uuu.

〜〜♪

Terra: ...... Violin? Is someone there?

Terra: U, Um... good evening.

Jeune (Rokuya Nagi): ...... Hey, good evening.

Jeune: Your tearful face is so beautiful.

Terra: Eh?

Jeune: I'm Jeune. You are?

Terra: ...... I'm Terra.

Jeune: Terra. ... Come to think of it, Martin mentioned your name. You were awakened recently?

Terra: Yes!

Jeune: So that's really you.

Jeune: It's your first time listening to my music, isn't it?

Terra: Yes! Your performance was great!

Terra: ...... The song is… a bit scary though.

Jeune: Thank you very much.

Terra: Jeune-san, why are you playing here at this time?

Jeune: ...... Why do you think?

Terra: Eh...... are you practicing?

Jeune: I like seeing robot dolls' terrified and crying faces.

Terra: Eh?

Jeune: But lately, they're already used to it, so they don't give good reactions anymore.

Jeune: So, I'm trying to play late at night to give them a sentimental atmosphere.

Jeune: It's been long since I had a teary face, I'm happy.

Terra: ...... Fufu, what a strange robot doll.

Terra: ...... *inhale*, La〜♪ La〜♪

Jeune: ...... Do you know this song?

Terra: Eh? No, but you played it earlier, right?

Jeune: ...... Is that so.

Terra: Jeune-san, why don't you play a fun song?

Jeune: I have never played a fun song since I was awakened.

Terra: I see......

Jeune: But I’m in a good mood tonight. I'll play for you.

Terra: ...... Yay!

〜〜〜♪

Terra: La〜♪ Lalala〜〜♪

Terra: That was so fun!

Jeune: I had fun too.

Jeune: ...... Would you like to listen to another song?

Terra: Of course I would!

Jeune: It's my first time playing this song......

〜〜〜♪

Terra: ...... Wow. It's such a beautiful song.

Terra: Somehow, it moves my heart. A sad song, yet so kind.

Terra: I want to sing......

Terra: La〜......, Ouch!

Jeune: Are you alright?

Terra: Ye-Yes. I'm fine... It's a great song, I'm sorry.

Jeune: No. It's already late. Let's go home now.

Terra: Yes... Good night.

Jeune: Good night.

Terra: ...... Something came to my mind. That was, the clock tower? Someone was singing there......

Terra: Was that... me...?

Terra: I was singing, in the clock tower...?

Part 21 – Cielo’s Investigation

Terra: Jane-san, I'm going to the clock tower now.

Jane: Have you remembered anything?

Terra: No, it's not like that......

Jane: It's fine but can't you go there tomorrow? It's raining hard today.

Terra: ...... I want to go today.

Terra: I feel like I'll remember something if I go there today.

Jane: ...... I understand.

Jane: Please wait a minute, I'll finish my work. I'm going along with you.

Cielo: ............

Jane: That robot doll again......

Cielo: ...... It’s you two. I didn't follow Terra today, okay?

Jane: Seems like it, doesn’t it.

Terra: ...... Ah. It’s the robot doll from that time......

Terra: Following me... What?

Jane: He’s been following you recently. When he visited the library last time too.

Terra: ...... Eh!? Is that true!?

Terra: I didn't realize it at all... Why did you do that?

Cielo: You might be involved in my investigation.

Jane: What are you investigating?

Cielo: ...... I didn't say it that time, but I was told to recall my 'duty' by Fabra too.

Cielo: And sometimes, some memories I didn't experience appear in my mind. My 'role' as a detective feels off.

Cielo: What are those memories, what is my 'duty'......

Cielo: I'm investigating myself.

Jane: You also have 'duty'...?

Terra: Me too!

Terra: Actually yesterday, I saw "a memory I didn't experience"......

Terra: ...... In that "memory," I saw myself, singing in the clock tower.

Jane: You did? You should have told me sooner......

Terra: ...... I'm sorry. I couldn't remember anything else, so......

Terra: That's why I was so curious about the clock tower... I wanted to go there today, no matter what.

Jane: I see......

Cielo: I also felt like I had to go to the clock tower today.

Cielo: But I still don't understand anything, even up until now......

Terra: ...... Then, how about we look for it together?

Cielo: Together?

Terra: If we look for it together, and if our memories are connected, we might figure something out!

Cielo: ...... I've been investigating for three years now, but I still haven’t found anything......

Cielo: We won't find anything no matter what we do...!

Terra: But...!

*rumble rumble rumble*

Part 22 – A Change of Key (2)

*rumble rumble rumble*......

Augus: Why is it shaking!?

Augus: ...... Hm? The hole of the clock changed...?

Augus: What is happening!? I've never seen this shape......

Augus: The wind-up staff's shape is also changing...!?

*locks*

Augus: ...... It fits together?

Augus: The shaking has calmed down. ... Why did the shapes of the staff and the clock hole change?

*rumble rumble rumble*

Terra: It, hurts...!

Cielo: ...... Ow!

Jane: Are both of you ok!?

*rumble rumble rumble*

Jane: I can't stand, it's shaking so much......

Cielo: My head hurts so bad, it's like it's cracking open......

Cielo: Shit! Another memory...!? ... At time like this!? ...... Huh?

Cielo: In the clock tower, Terra and I...... ... I remember!

Jane: Terra...!!

Cielo: *gasp* ...!

Cielo: ...... Terra!! Look out!!!

Terra: Eh......

*Crumble* *CRASH!!*

*rumble rumble rumble*......

Jane: The shaking has... calmed down.....

Terra: ............... Cielo......

Jane: ...... Terra! Are you okay!?

Terra: ............... Cielo......

Terra: Cielo...... No...!!

Terra: Why did you protect me...!?

Terra: Cielo!!!!

Jane: ...... Terra! Calm down!

Terra: ......... What should I do Jane-san?! Cielo...... Cielo is......

Jane: Terra, how did you know his name...? ... Don't tell me, your memories...?

to be continued...

T/N

Casts: Terra ― Nanase Riku Cielo ― Kujou Tenn Jane ― Izumi Iori Augus ― Yaotome Gaku Fabra ― Nikaido Yamato Jeune ― Rokuya Nagi Dissen ― Yuki Martin ― Izumi Mitsuki April ― Yotsuba Tamaki Meir ― Osaka Sougo Octo ― Tsunashi Ryuunosuke Novem ― Momo

Proofread by @ousama-pudding Thank you for always~

(1) Nocturne= musical composition that is inspired by, or evocative of, the night

(2) the title is 転調 which means modulation/transition, in music it’s used when changing keys in the middle of a piece of music so I chose A Change of Key bc it fits the story!

The next post will be the last part! Stay tuned and thanks for reading!!

Part 23~26 →

[deanscarlett]

Strange World - Chapter 15

Characters: Dean Winchester, OFC

Pairing: Dean Winchester/OFC

Fandoms: Supernatural and Buffyverse crossover.

Genre: Case fic where Dean is the case, adventures, and explicit sexual content on later chapters, slow build.

Rating: T+ for the first 6 chapters, Explicit post chapter 7

Description: After being pulled to another plane of existence, Dean gets help from an unlikely ally: a vampire, who will try to send him back home. How long can Dean hold on to logic before letting desire take over? (Takes place before the events of “Holy Terror”)

Warnings: None (unless you count language, is that really a warning? :P)

Chapter Word Count: 1,957

Chapters Masterlist: ( x )

Part 1 of the “Hunter and the Beast” series.

A/N: This is the 1st update in over a year (I’m so sorry, RL crap put my inspiration on hold). Couldn’t find the maker of the gif, if you know them, please let me know to credit properly.

Chapter’s description: Since the witch demanded more money to send Dean back home, Scarlett resorts to some pretty extreme measures to round up the cash.

It was a lot of money, a whole lot, and trying to get that amount would require much more than hustling pool and drinking shots. It would require stealing, violence and death; and Scarlett wasn't going to let Dean know about that route she needed to take. Sure, she would tell him about the demons that were gonna bit it, but not about the humans. He would never understand it, not even if they had been some of the elite clientele of Wolfram & Hart.

The plan itself was bugging the hell out of her, because she had meant to get that money for her own needs; of course, that had been before Dean had landed in her life, and right now, he needed it more than her. Damn shame, because that was the money that would get her one step closer to the Camaro she wanted so bad.

Dean spent most of the day trying to understand why someone would charge that much for a spell -and complaining nonstop about it- but mostly, he kept cringing at the thought of not getting the cash, or taking too damn long to get it. He needed to go back home to Sammy, he needed to work on a way to revert Metatron's spell and send all the angels back to heaven, and of course he needed to find a way to kill Abaddon. It seemed that everything was working against him, but at least, he wasn't going through this alone.

He had noticed, twice now, how Scarlett would turn into a completely different person come morning. She was all business, never mentioning their late night activities. He didn't know what to think about that; Dean certainly liked to sneak a suggestive joke here and there the morning after sleeping with a girl... But Scarlett? She seemed to not let room for that. Maybe she would laugh if he did; but something told him it would not be wise. So he followed his gut.

The following days all went exactly the same: do nothing during the day -mostly watch TV- bar hopping and hustling at night, with some patrolling on the side. Dean was excited to see new demons and get to gank them; even if his stay was going to be short -he hoped- he wanted to learn about species. And of course most nights would end the same way: with him and Scarlett rolling in between the sheets.

Also, every night, he would learn a little more about her; and without even thinking it, Dean would share something about himself. He had to admit it, everything in this place, everything about the supernatural felt so odd. He had encountered friendly monsters in the past -Lenore, Benny, that purgatory lady Bobby knew, to name a few- but they had only been rare exceptions. But here? Here there were monsters everywhere fighting the good fight, and balancing the scales between good and evil. And it was such a revelation that it made him wonder if this world, this particular world, was better than his.

Dean also noticed that she was acting more cagey than usual; particularly one night while they were having dinner and for some reason she was watching the news instead of some TV show.

“Marcus Vaughan’s trial ended with a surprising verdict after being found not guilty. Family members of the victims started a riot outside Detroit's Courthouse. In other news-”

Scarlett switched the channel, and Dean could have sworn he heard her growl, but he wasn’t sure. Although, the dead look she had in her eyes made him change his mind. He tried breaking the ice.

“So, what’s the plan for tonight? More hustling, or we hunt some baddies?” He asked, rubbing his hands together.

“Neither,” Scarlett replied coldly, barely looking at him, “I got stuff to do, and you’re gonna stay put.”

He tried protesting, but she interrupted him.

“I mean it, Dean,” she glared at him as she got up and headed for her bedroom, closing the door with a loud bang.

What the fuck?

Something was clearly bothering her, but Dean didn’t feel it was his place to ask her what was wrong.

Scarlett was beyond pissed; she had worked so hard to get that piece of shit behind bars; leaving breadcrumb after breadcrumb that proved he was the one murdering those kids. Sacrifices, that’s what they had been, rituals of sacrifices. Vaughan had been an elite client of Wolfram & Hart back in the day, and as far as she knew, the nefarious law company had supposedly gone down after that big apocalyptic battle in Los Angeles, courtesy of Angel, Spike and company.

But she had heard rumors that they were still in business, very low profile, and presumably under a new name. Which would explain how Vaughan was free.

She changed as fast as she could, rage filling her every cell. She was not going to let that scumbag live. She had tried doing the right thing, letting justice do its thing; but as it turned out, justice was broken. Shocker.

Black work boots, black jeans, black t-shirt. Hair neatly done in a bun; she picked a balaclava and stashed it in a backpack, along with other items, like rope, and assorted small weapons.

She stormed out of the room, barely looking at Dean, who checked her out from head to toe.

“Don’t wait up. You can sleep in my bed if you want,” she said before grabbing her keys and heading out.

“What?” Dean muttered to himself as soon as the door closed. What the hell was going on? If he hadn’t known better, he would have chalked her behavior up to some monthly female thing; but he knew better.

A few hours and a lot of boredom later, he decided to take up on her offer and crash in her bed. Flicking through the channels, he found a Rocky marathon, which was already halfway through; and by the time the last one started, Dean was already asleep.

An hour after sunrise, the sound of the apartment door closing woke him up; instincts kicking in overdrive, he grabbed his gun and peeked outside the bedroom. It was Scarlett, who raised an eyebrow quizzically when she saw his ready stance and his weapon trained at her.

“Sorry, force of habit,” Dean explained sleepily, putting the gun away. He then noticed the sun shining outside. “Cutting a little close, don’t you think?” He thrust his chin towards the window. “Where the hell were you, anyways?”

“I had stuff to do,” she replied as she retrieved a thick roll of bills from her backpack and threw it to him, who caught it effortlessly. “There’s three grand there.”

Dean’s mouth fell open, looking from the money to her and back again. “How did you g-”

“Good ol’ demon on demon violence. No matter what species you are, everybody loves money,” she replied with a faint smile.

“Damn, why didn’t you take me with you? I’m always down to kicking some demon ass!” He certainly could have used some stress relief.

Scarlett shook her head. “Too dangerous. This wasn’t some lone vamp, or some pathetic demon. You would have been a distraction, I had to do this alone; couldn’t step into the lion’s den with a piece of meat most of them would tear up just like this,” she snapped her fingers for emphasis.

“Gotcha,” he offered in return, feeling all warm and fuzzy about her constant concern over his safety.

“Anyways,” she continued, “Just spent an hour making my way back here through the sewers to avoid direct sunlight. I’m tired, dirty, smelly, and in dire need of a relaxing bath, so go back to sleep, Dean.”

He was still sleepy, so he merely nodded and went back to bed while she quickly picked some clean clothes and disappeared into the bathroom.

The bathtub was full of bubbles, the music in her ears a welcome distraction. This was the best way to relax after what she’d done. Not that Scarlett felt bad or guilty about it, no; but she needed to quell that leftover adrenaline and bloodlust still rushing through her veins. She had lied to Dean, she didn’t spend the night killing demons, she spent it making Marcus Vaughan pay. Painfully, slowly, the same way he had made those kids suffer. She had staged it in such way that the police would think it was a mugging gone extra violent.

She could still taste his blood in her mouth and it was intoxicating.

Dean managed only to sleep for another hour, he tossed and turned until the need to piss was too much to bear, the half-hard morning wood not helping matters either. He trudged to the bathroom and, to his dismay, the door was closed and he clearly could hear faint splashes of water.

Oh come on! He mentally complained. He waited ten minutes, pacing outside the bathroom until he couldn’t take it anymore and softly knocked a couple of times.

“What is it, Dean?”

“Are you gonna be in there long?” His hand was ghosting over the knob.

“Why?” There was a hint of surprise on her tone.

“Err because-”

“Speak up, I can barely hear you; and I have enhanced hearing,” she pressed on.

“Right,” he muttered, “‘cause I need to take a piss.” There, he said it.

“Then  go,” she offered blankly.

Her reply caught Dean off guard. “What? That would be awkward,” he said, already halfway inside the small room. Guess his need to take a little peek was higher than his awkward factor.

Scarlett was covered in bubbles, arms resting on the borders of the tub. Her hair was up, head resting on an inflatable pillow, feet resting on the opposite end, calves on full display. It was quite the view; making his dick twitch in clear interest.

“What? Like I haven’t seen it all before,” her smug smile surely making Dean harder by the moment.

“It-it’s different,” he protested, casually hiding his boner. Yeah, no. Showing his dick during sex was one thing. Taking a piss in front of a girl… Whole other beast.

“Oh my, a human having to piss, how unsexy!” Her sarcasm was full of cheekiness. But when she saw him look down in clear self-consciousness, she cut him a break. “Fine,” she sighed. “I’ll keep my eyes closed, and turn up the volume so I don’t hear a peep. Deal?”

Dean thought about it for several seconds before finally agreeing; he waited until she put her headphones back on and closed her eyes before he got down to business; and of course he couldn’t help taking a couple of glances at her, all relaxed in the bathtub and humming some song he didn’t recognize.

Scarlett waited a couple of minutes before chancing a peek, he was washing his hands and frowning as he looked from to mirror to her and back again.

“Okay, that’s creepy,” he said while pointing at the mirror.

It took her a second to realize he was referring to her lack of reflection.

“It’s one of the downsides of being like us,” she shrugged.

“I see,” he replied before reluctantly leaving. “Thanks, sweetheart.”

“No problem.”

And then he was gone, back into bed and hoping he could get some more sleep.

Scarlett sneaked under the sheets as quietly as possible to avoid waking Dean up; and even though she was exhausted, there was only one thought in her mind: her next target.

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