MSPA Fanfiction III

[Kassiopeia]

@geeP Aw you could still write it! I won't sue you (also, thanks )

[Katrika]

I'm imagining Kanaya opening up a clothing store.

I'll Bring Style To You All

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This Is What You Give Me To Work With?
Well, Honey, I've Seen Worse
I’m Going To Make You New Clothes
Perhaps A Silk Purse

We'll Have You
Washed And Dried
Primped And Polished Till You Glow With Pride
In My Abilities You Confide
I'll Bring Style To You All

Wait And See
When I’m Through
Trolls Will Gladly Go To War For You
With Good Fortune And A Great Hairdo
I'll Bring Style To You All

A Girl Can Change Her Wardrobe
In Many Different Ways
They Often Need My Help
And This Could Be Their Day

They Want Girls With Good Taste
Smart
And Well Turned Out
Who Don’t Make Haste
With Bright Buttons
And Your Back All Laced
I'll Bring Style To You All

We All Must Serve The Empire
Which Conquers Other Worlds
But There’s No Reason Why
You Can’t Have Your Hair Curled

When I’m Through You Can't Fail
Swift And Striking As A Summer Gale
How Could Anybody Say "Just Pale"
I'll Bring Style To You All

Brand New Clothes For Beauty
I Will Proudly Show It
Now Advertise My Services
And Pray That I Don't Blow It

Mother Grub
Hear My Plea
Help Me To Make Them Look So Artsy
And To Make Them Feel Elegantly
Keep Them Coming To My Store

Scarier Than Unexpected Drones
Make Sure All The Seams Are Well Sewn

Let Them Look
At My Clothes
Make Them Curious About My Shows
Please Don’t Hesitate To Primp And Pose
And Keep Coming Back For More

Please Bring Style To Them
Please Bring Style To Them
Please Bring Style To Them
Please Bring Style To Them
Please Bring Style To Them All

[Katrika]

Karne: Ahahahahaha...

[Sionnan]

Completely pointless, slice of life Strider brothers fic.

Dave interrupts his brother's morning bathing ritual with a bladder emergency.

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Dave waddled to the bathroom with, like, the fullest bladder ever. He had the pee. ALL OF IT.

It was something like 6 in the morning, and normally he wouldn't even dream of getting up this early, except it was a Saturday, so he stayed up late and drank shit tons of apple juice. Mostly because his brother had absconded with all of the Mountain Dew after learning Dave drank 2 liters of the stuff in an hour earlier in the evening.

Anyway, apple juice and its imminent evacuation from his body. Nevermind that it's totally not healthy for a 13 year old to drink that much. Dave had complained that caffeine stunting his growth was such total bullshit; he looked it up on snopes. Bro had given one of his easy half smirks and countered that he didn't care if Dave shrank to the size of a teacup poodle. He was more worried about the fact that overdosing on caffeine fucks up your heart.

Dave said oh.

Oh COME ON. The bathroom door was closed, and judging by the condensation leaking out from under the door, bro was showering. "Broooooo." He didn't mean to sound like a pissed off, whiny adolescent, but he sounded uncannily like one. Damn.

Muffled by the door, a somewhat surprised, "What," came out in response.

"I gotta pee!"

"So go pee." Bro's voice was kind of tired sounding. Dave could hear water spattering on the floor among the weak stream from the shower head.

Ugh, he hate peeing when his brother was in the shower. It was like, dude, can't a guy get some damn privacy here, goods all out on display swinging in the breeze? Well, he supposed that could go for his brother, too, who didn't seem to care whether or not the kid he raised from birth saw his naked ass. Then again, his bro didn't seemed to be fazed by naked ass, period, if the puppets were anything to judge by.

And yeah, of course he had to be done with his shower two seconds after Dave started peeing. Fucking irony, right there. He caught sight of his brother's arm poke out from between the shower curtains and snag the towel from the floor. Or, try to anyway. Bro wiggled the towel to get his attention. "Foot up, man." Dave lifted the foot that he had planted on it so Bro could reel it in.

God he was being an endless fountain of piss right here. Shit was not funny.

An awkward pause as Dave kept peeing. Bro, amusement in his voice, ventured, "You done yet, man? I gotta get ready."

AUUUGHHH STOP TALKING ABOUT MY PEE YOU'RE FREAKIN' ME OUT. But all Dave said was, "One sec." There we go.

Bro stepped out, like he had some kind of fucking spider-sense about Dave's bodily functions and knew when the coast was clear. He had wound the towel around his hips, and brushed aside Dave to get to the sink. "You seen my comb, man?"

Uhm. The comb that he used in the last hashrap battle? "Nope." That was a little too quick. "Maybe I got another in my room, hold up." He squeezed past his slick bro (this bathroom was not meant for two people to be in it at once), noting the bruises and scrapes dotting his legs and torso as he did. Dave knew where they all came from, so he wasn't concerned. A lot of them came from their sparring sessions, others from some insane fucking skate stunts he pulled, and others from random shit that guys his age happened to do.

His room was dark and surprisingly cool when he went back in. He contemplated just going back to sleep, but decided that was a flaky thing to do, so he scoured his room for a second and surfaced a plastic comb. When he headed back out into the hall he nearly gagged on the scent of the spray bro was using. "Ugh, God. What the hell are you doing in there? It smells like a Bible story up in this shit."

Bro just laughed as he swiped the comb, expertly applying it to his head. His hair started to take on it's usual, carefully spiky look. "Why're you up, man?"

"Had to pee." Dave shrugged. "Why are you up."

"Hafta see some people. Ice some motherfuckers."

"Really?"

"Nah."

"What the hell are you spraying yourself with?"

Bro tilted the can in his direction.

"Axe? Man, that's that crap tools use. What gives, dog?" Dave had no problem in letting it be known that his brother using weird toiletries was not going to happen under his watch.

Bro gave a half smile, but didn't say anything. He kept watching Dave, like he was waiting for him to get something.

Unless...

"Wait." Dave tried to rack his brain and come up with what engagement his brother had at oh-ass-hundred hours. He dimly recalled something about some party a lot of the fraternities were hosting to send off the end of the school year. And those kids were nothing if not tools. "You're-"

Bro grinned.

Dave grinned. Bro was making one his his ironic ninja maneouvers by playing it straight, pretending like he belonged there with a bunch of rich kids with poor fashion taste. And probably use too much of that stinky crap. Basically, making fun of them. "But why so early?"

"All day affair, dawg. Gotta shove off, soon, so head back to bed." He scruffed the top of Dave's head affectionately, and resumed his morning ablutions.

Man, Dave wished he could video that shit. People who took themselves seriously like that were priceless.

[raequiem]

Completely priceless, slice of life Strider brothers fic.

Fixed that for you. God I love your Bro.

[egregiousBass]

In which I post the updated list again

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1 - In which they cuddle :3
2 - In which they start some sick fires
3 - In which Bro catches some sick fires
4 - In which shit just got legal
5 - In which adults are stupid
6 - In which there is mood whiplash
7 - In which shit just got harmonic
8 - In which there is toilet humor

This one seemed awfully bare. Basically awkward bathroom shenanigans and an ironic application of axe.

[lucidSeraph]

Completely pointless, slice of life Strider brothers fic.

Dave interrupts his brother's morning bathing ritual with a bladder emergency.

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Dave waddled to the bathroom with, like, the fullest bladder ever. He had the pee. ALL OF IT.

It was something like 6 in the morning, and normally he wouldn't even dream of getting up this early, except it was a Saturday, so he stayed up late and drank shit tons of apple juice. Mostly because his brother had absconded with all of the Mountain Dew after learning Dave drank 2 liters of the stuff in an hour earlier in the evening.

Anyway, apple juice and its imminent evacuation from his body. Nevermind that it's totally not healthy for a 13 year old to drink that much. Dave had complained that caffeine stunting his growth was such total bullshit; he looked it up on snopes. Bro had given one of his easy half smirks and countered that he didn't care if Dave shrank to the size of a teacup poodle. He was more worried about the fact that overdosing on caffeine fucks up your heart.

Dave said oh.

Oh COME ON. The bathroom door was closed, and judging by the condensation leaking out from under the door, bro was showering. "Broooooo." He didn't mean to sound like a pissed off, whiny adolescent, but he sounded uncannily like one. Damn.

Muffled by the door, a somewhat surprised, "What," came out in response.

"I gotta pee!"

"So go pee." Bro's voice was kind of tired sounding. Dave could hear water spattering on the floor among the weak stream from the shower head.

Ugh, he hate peeing when his brother was in the shower. It was like, dude, can't a guy get some damn privacy here, goods all out on display swinging in the breeze? Well, he supposed that could go for his brother, too, who didn't seem to care whether or not the kid he raised from birth saw his naked ass. Then again, his bro didn't seemed to be fazed by naked ass, period, if the puppets were anything to judge by.

And yeah, of course he had to be done with his shower two seconds after Dave started peeing. Fucking irony, right there. He caught sight of his brother's arm poke out from between the shower curtains and snag the towel from the floor. Or, try to anyway. Bro wiggled the towel to get his attention. "Foot up, man." Dave lifted the foot that he had planted on it so Bro could reel it in.

God he was being an endless fountain of piss right here. Shit was not funny.

An awkward pause as Dave kept peeing. Bro, amusement in his voice, ventured, "You done yet, man? I gotta get ready."

AUUUGHHH STOP TALKING ABOUT MY PEE YOU'RE FREAKIN' ME OUT. But all Dave said was, "One sec." There we go.

Bro stepped out, like he had some kind of fucking spider-sense about Dave's bodily functions and knew when the coast was clear. He had wound the towel around his hips, and brushed aside Dave to get to the sink. "You seen my comb, man?"

Uhm. The comb that he used in the last hashrap battle? "Nope." That was a little too quick. "Maybe I got another in my room, hold up." He squeezed past his slick bro (this bathroom was not meant for two people to be in it at once), noting the bruises and scrapes dotting his legs and torso as he did. Dave knew where they all came from, so he wasn't concerned. A lot of them came from their sparring sessions, others from some insane fucking skate stunts he pulled, and others from random shit that guys his age happened to do.

His room was dark and surprisingly cool when he went back in. He contemplated just going back to sleep, but decided that was a flaky thing to do, so he scoured his room for a second and surfaced a plastic comb. When he headed back out into the hall he nearly gagged on the scent of the spray bro was using. "Ugh, God. What the hell are you doing in there? It smells like a Bible story up in this shit."

Bro just laughed as he swiped the comb, expertly applying it to his head. His hair started to take on it's usual, carefully spiky look. "Why're you up, man?"

"Had to pee." Dave shrugged. "Why are you up."

"Hafta see some people. Ice some motherfuckers."

"Really?"

"Nah."

"What the hell are you spraying yourself with?"

Bro tilted the can in his direction.

"Axe? Man, that's that crap tools use. What gives, dog?" Dave had no problem in letting it be known that his brother using weird toiletries was not going to happen under his watch.

Bro gave a half smile, but didn't say anything. He kept watching Dave, like he was waiting for him to get something.

Unless...

"Wait." Dave tried to rack his brain and come up with what engagement his brother had at oh-ass-hundred hours. He dimly recalled something about some party a lot of the fraternities were hosting to send off the end of the school year. And those kids were nothing if not tools. "You're-"

Bro grinned.

Dave grinned. Bro was making one his his ironic ninja maneouvers by playing it straight, pretending like he belonged there with a bunch of rich kids with poor fashion taste. And probably use too much of that stinky crap. Basically, making fun of them. "But why so early?"

"All day affair, dawg. Gotta shove off, soon, so head back to bed." He scruffed the top of Dave's head affectionately, and resumed his morning ablutions.

Man, Dave wished he could video that shit. People who took themselves seriously like that were priceless.

you are my favorite strider author never stop

[SataiDelenn]

I'm imagining Kanaya opening up a clothing store.

I'll Bring Style To You All

Hee! Man, I can visualize this, this is sweet. Kanaya and a bunch of troll customers all in Disney animation, eventually forming this parade of fashion at the end with Kanaya looking out of the window of the shop watching them, all nervous and holding pins in her mouth and stuff.

[Sionnan]

This one seemed awfully bare. Basically awkward bathroom shenanigans and an ironic application of axe.

Thanks again, man. I really do appreciate you putting up links like that.

Also, yeah, this one kinda got away from me. :[ And by that, I mean I think I had some ideas for it, but this was written at, like, three different times during two days, so I think a lot of what I wanted to put in there didn't make it. Because I forgot. I think I have a part 2 kicking around, sorta an aftermath of the party when Bro comes home, so that might flesh it out a little. I just hate putting up block text, I always get paranoid that everyone's like, "Damn, so many words. I'm sorry, I can't read this."

Anyway, thanks for reading and comments, folks.

[Metaflare]

Oh hey more of this improv fic
Behind the Scenes: Ferris

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Interviewer (I): Hello Ferris, nice to meet you.
Ferris Polydeux (F): (laughs) Likewise.
I: So, you play the character Feferi in the movie, correct?
F: Aye.
I: Could you elaborate a bit on your role?
F: Of course! Feferi is probably the most chipper character in the story. Even eldrich abomonations from space don't phase here. 'Cause she was raised by one! Trolls are weird, y'see. She's also a princess. I get to be every little girl's dream! (laughs)
I: I bet. Now, In the comic these movies are based off of, every character spoke with a "typing quirk." Some are easy to translate into voices, but Feferi has a very unique typing quirk, doesn't she.
F: (sighs) Tell me about it. Replaces every H with reversed parenthases to mimic her zodiac symbol, and puts those short lines in front of every capital E. I basically had to make my H's a lot more "airy" and extend a lot of my E's. It was...Unique.
I: Sounds like you know the comic quite a bit.
F: Only through my older sister, who's a huge fan. She talks about it so much I'm pretty much a fan by proxy! (laughs)
I: Hah, that's great! Well, I think it's about time to wrap this up. Any last words for the readers?
F: (clear's throat) LEEEET'S BEEEEE TANGLE BUDDIEEEEEES! (laughs)

[Katrika]

I love the Bros Strider stuff.

[Raccoon]

Long time no see fanfiction thread. Part 1 of a story I have just thought of.

Shiverburn Part 1

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Snow.
This land is a land where snow falls from the sky. It is cold as a good wonderland should be. The wonderland however is home to one who does not like the cold. She despises it infact.
This is the story of one Mrs. Jade Harley.
But before I tell you this story my son I must first tell you a bit about myself and how I met the lady in this story.

Heat.
This land is a land where lava leaks through the crevices of the crusty earth that divides it. It is hot. However there is one person that resides here that does not like the hot.
He is the one that met the snow queen. He was the one who melted her heart and opened her eyes to the warmth of others. In turn she also taught him how to hide emotions. Emotions that should never surface. You could say that they worked together well.
Yet there were others who stood in the way of thier love.

Light.
This land is a land where the rain is rainbow coloured and lights up the dark. It rains light upon the world like it should do, quenching ruins with the blinding light.. This drowned ruin is home to a woman. Driven mad by the light.
This is the story of Rosie Lalonde.
She would be the one who would strike down my wife.
Her husband would be the one to kill me my son.

Shade.Darkness.Death
This land.
Is the home of Darkness.
The darkness does not allow any light to form in crevices where it should not belong. It has been said that even fires have been quenched of all light.
The madman John lives here.
No… that is an understatement.
The scourge of the earth dwells here.
He would be the one to kill me.

This is my story.
My name is David.
And I was the one who was killed.

[Graven_Image]

Dreamers

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In his dream, he is the Hero.

He flies effortlessly through the winding corridors of a Golden City, constantly vigilant for signs of the enemy. And when that enemy is found, he crushes them.

Then he wakes up. And he wishes he were asleep again.

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In her dreams, her name is Janice.

Princess Janice, heir to the Golden City, royal advisor to the queen. Her reign is easy, but she is well-loved by the people. She loves her adoring populace in turn.

Then she wakes up. And she wishes she were asleep again.

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In their dreams, they are star-crossed lovers.

Her highness, Princess Janice, meets the Hero of the City one night as they pass each other on the way to their towers. She greets him as a princess should, but he can't focus on her words. He is taken in by her beauty.

It blossoms into a love affair that the entire City knows about. The Hero and the Princess, together in love for each other and the Golden City they have always known.

It is an immature love. A naive love. A childish love. But they can let themselves be immature, naive children.

Then they wake up. And they wish they could sleep again, to be with each other.

So they do.



When the meteors finally hit, they barely notice.

[Katrika]

Graven that was so saaaaaad.

Wait, no it's not.

They don't have to wake up anymore.

[Summergale]

[DJ-P0N3]

I like it Graven.
Note to self: start reading more of Graven's fics.

It gave me a Romeo and Juliet feel.
Was I the only one who got that vibe?

[ArmsAreLoud]

Where's that applause gif when you need it?

That was incredible.

[Aerodactylus]

Graven, that was the sweetest. Absolutely awesome.

[FieryBlacksmith]

Oh hey more of this improv fic
Behind the Scenes: Ferris

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Interviewer (I): Hello Ferris, nice to meet you.
Ferris Polydeux (F): (laughs) Likewise.
I: So, you play the character Feferi in the movie, correct?
F: Aye.
I: Could you elaborate a bit on your role?
F: Of course! Feferi is probably the most chipper character in the story. Even eldrich abomonations from space don't phase here. 'Cause she was raised by one! Trolls are weird, y'see. She's also a princess. I get to be every little girl's dream! (laughs)
I: I bet. Now, In the comic these movies are based off of, every character spoke with a "typing quirk." Some are easy to translate into voices, but Feferi has a very unique typing quirk, doesn't she.
F: (sighs) Tell me about it. Replaces every H with reversed parenthases to mimic her zodiac symbol, and puts those short lines in front of every capital E. I basically had to make my H's a lot more "airy" and extend a lot of my E's. It was...Unique.
I: Sounds like you know the comic quite a bit.
F: Only through my older sister, who's a huge fan. She talks about it so much I'm pretty much a fan by proxy! (laughs)
I: Hah, that's great! Well, I think it's about time to wrap this up. Any last words for the readers?
F: (clear's throat) LEEEET'S BEEEEE TANGLE BUDDIEEEEEES! (laughs)

Man, I really love these. I thin I want to do one for the Parcel Mistress, if that's okay with you.

[Metaflare]

Oh hey more of this improv fic
Behind the Scenes: Ferris

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Interviewer (I): Hello Ferris, nice to meet you.
Ferris Polydeux (F): (laughs) Likewise.
I: So, you play the character Feferi in the movie, correct?
F: Aye.
I: Could you elaborate a bit on your role?
F: Of course! Feferi is probably the most chipper character in the story. Even eldrich abomonations from space don't phase here. 'Cause she was raised by one! Trolls are weird, y'see. She's also a princess. I get to be every little girl's dream! (laughs)
I: I bet. Now, In the comic these movies are based off of, every character spoke with a "typing quirk." Some are easy to translate into voices, but Feferi has a very unique typing quirk, doesn't she.
F: (sighs) Tell me about it. Replaces every H with reversed parenthases to mimic her zodiac symbol, and puts those short lines in front of every capital E. I basically had to make my H's a lot more "airy" and extend a lot of my E's. It was...Unique.
I: Sounds like you know the comic quite a bit.
F: Only through my older sister, who's a huge fan. She talks about it so much I'm pretty much a fan by proxy! (laughs)
I: Hah, that's great! Well, I think it's about time to wrap this up. Any last words for the readers?
F: (clear's throat) LEEEET'S BEEEEE TANGLE BUDDIEEEEEES! (laughs)

Man, I really love these. I thin I want to do one for the Parcel Mistress, if that's okay with you.

I was planning on doing every major character but the less i have to do the better. Go ahead!

[Katrika]

OH MAN.

I just realized I've yet to do a Princess and the Frog song! I need to listen to them...

[Dragongirl30894]

So, I made another thing I guess. Blame ComeHonorTeets for the idea of the couple.
And I also plan on making a sequel for the Doc Scratch/Vriska one.

Twin Medicine For The Lioness

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Sollux was working on the terminals, as usual, surrounded by his fellow trolls in the attic. They’re were all focused on their own affairs, except for maybe one or to who had decided to stay in their respite blocks. Nepeta was one of the missing trolls for the day. She could always be seen in one of the terminals, chatting with Rose’s sprite. But not that day. The lack of her happy giggles made the attic sound much less cheerful. But Sollux didn’t notice any of that. His dual-colored eyes were kept in the circuits and cables of the terminals, oblivious to everything else.
It was in the midst of all of this that a low, almost unnoticable roar echoed through the various rooms, the attic included. Only the most sensitive and/or bored of the trolls raised their heads, Solllux included. He quickly went back to work, thinking the demon would just blow up the whole lab instead of directly attacking them. The echoes died, and they were all back to the routine.

Later that day, Sollux was wandering through the rooms, taking random transportalizers, without really paying attention to where he was going. He walked down the large set of stairs, noticing a bent and small scrap of metal on one of the steps, probably from one of Tavros’ failed attempts at using said stairs.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he heard... something. It sounded like a low whimper, followed by an equally low “thump” sound, as of something soft hitting the ground. He looked up at the following corridor, and was shocked with what he saw there. It was Nepeta, seemingly unconscious, and bleeding heavily from various cuts along her arms and a depper one on her waist. A trail of olive blood could be seen behind her, leading to another transportalizer.
He quickly ran to her, checking her pulse. It was weak, but steady.
-Gogdamnit, Nepeta. What happened to you?
He picked her up, staining his own shirt with green, and hurried back up the stairs, starting to pant halfway up. He wasn’t used to that kind of thing, and Nepeta was almost as big as him. He went through the transportalizer, keeping a fast running pace to the one that’d take him to his respite block, breathing heavily all the time.
Reaching his respite block, he walked to his bed and laid her there, sitting beside her for a short while, to catch his breath. He then stood back up and started searching through his tools for something that’d help him take care of Nepeta. The only thing he could find was a short knife, meant to cut wires, but it had to do. He went back to the bed, some of the sheets already soaked in blood. He wrapped those around Nepeta’s waist, partially stopping the bleeding while he ripped cleans sheets to shreds, making improvised bandages. He talked as the ripped the fabric:
-Why wath I the one to find you, *rip* Nepeta? Equiuth should’ve found you, not *rip* me! I don’t even *rip* know if thith’ll *rip* work! Why are you all wounded anyway?
The bandages were ready, so he put the knife down on the floor, close to his foot, and started mending Nepeta’s wounds, the large one on her waist first. He took her by the shoulders and pulled her up, letting her head get supported by his shoulder while he wrapped the bandage around her. He then put her down again and went for the arms, , sliding her sleeves up. He took the last bandage and put it over the one already around her waist, backing away afterwards looking at his work. It wasn’t perfect, but at least she wasn’t bleeding to death anymore.
He took the last bloody sheets from the bed, using them to clean himself off as best as he could, and threw them at a corner. He took the smal knife and put it back with his tools. He then sat beside her on the bed, careful to not move her too much, and finally let himself relax, letting out a sigh.
He pushed her lightly to the side, and laid down on the bed himself, with one hand behind his head and the other over his belly, tired from the recent events. He was soon asleep, one leg hanging out of the bed, still touching the floor.

When Nepeta woke up, she and Sollux were all tangled up, half hugging each other, half sleeping on top of eachother. She had gone from unconsciousness to sleep while Sollux slept, and they probably ended up moving closer together due to the lack of bed sheets. She yawned and looked down at herself, staring at the bandages for a few seconds. She smiled, looking back at his face (which was very close to hers), and poking the tip of his nose playfully.
-Wake up, sleepy head!- she said, licking his cheek and sitting up, stretching out her arms.
Sollux mumbles something before opening her eyes, bringing his hand up and wipping away his cheek, also yawning. He sat up along with her, lookig slightly worried.
-Are you okay, Nepeta? You were pretty beat up when I found you.
-Of course I am! I’m a strong kitty!
Sollux smiled, relieved.
-Good. But what happened to you?
-I was just walking around when one of those big creatures on the lab broke out. It attacked me, so I killed it, but it still got some scratches on me.
He chuckled at the word “scratches”. He pulled his legs off the bed, standing up.
-We should probably go meet the otherth. They might be worried.
-Aw, come on, Sollux! Stop being so “theriouth”!- she grabbed his shoulders and pulled, making him fall back on the bed -And besides, I haven’t even thanked you for taking care of me!
She leaned down and kissed him in the lips, not playfully, but romantically. They remained like that for a few seconds before she leaned back up, giggling.
-A little present for you!
She leaned back and stood up while he straightened himself on the bed, looking at her back, puzzled.
-NOW we can go meet the others- she said, still with her back turned at him, to hide her blushing.
He stood up, and reahed out, grabbing her shoulder.
-The otherth can wait, Nep.
He walked around her, putting himself in front of her, and holding her other shoulder. This time it was him who leaned forward for the kiss, at the same time as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug. The kiss was also longer. When they parted, Sollux was blushing too.
-Red or pale?- he asked.
-Pale.
-Good.
He stepped to the side, letting her go to the transportalizer before him. She giggled one last time and transportalized away, followed by him after a few minutes. He was much happier that day while messing with the terminals.

[FieryBlacksmith]

I was planning on doing every major character but the less i have to do the better. Go ahead!

Well, let's get this out of the way then, shall I?

Behind the scenes: Parcel Mistress

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Interviewer: Pauline, thank you for finding some time to speak with us.
Pauline Major: No biggie, I got a few days off until my next scene.
I: Now, you portray the Parcel Mistress. What can you tell us about her?
PM: She's a woman who knows what she wants, and is willing to do just about anything to get it. She has a burning passion for the mail, which might be as a result of some neurosis caused by the whol apocalypse thing. But hey, she does what she likes best for a living, and isn't that what life is about? (laughs)
I: What was your favorite scene shot so far?
PM: That must have been my fight against Harold Brown, who portrays Hearts Boxcars. At first I was terrified that I'd hurt him with that sword, but thanks to some great choreography, for which I'd like to thank Franklin and Jaque, you guys are the best!, we managed to put out an amazing scene.
I: With whom did you enjoy working the most?
PM: Though apearing as a grumpy guy, Harold is one of the nicest, most caring people I've ever met. And his voice... just listen to it. I've also had a lot of fun with the guys playing the two exiles. The two of them just have an excellent chemistry together, though they lost their thunder at the end of the day. Not sure if that has something to do with them walking around on their knees all day long so they appear as the correct length to my normal size! (laughs)
I: Now for something more personal, there have been rumors about you and Wanda Quesada...
PM: Stop. Whatever is going on between me and Wanda, IF there is something going on, it's going to stay between the two of us. That's all I have to say about that.
I: Consider it dropped, then. Now, is there anything else you might want to share with the fans out there?
PM: Well, though there's a lot of speculation going around about an eventual sequel, or spiritual successor, there's nothing definite yet. Though if there was going to be something like that, and I was asked for a role, I think I'd say yes in a heartbeat. The people on this project are some of the best, funniest and talented cast I've ever worked with, and I'd love to work with them again.

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I took a few liberties with names, hope that's okay with you.

[ComeHonorTeets]

So, I made another thing I guess. Blame ComeHonorTeets for the idea of the couple.
And I also plan on making a sequel for the Doc Scratch/Vriska one.

Twin Medicine For The Lioness

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Sollux was working on the terminals, as usual, surrounded by his fellow trolls in the attic. They’re were all focused on their own affairs, except for maybe one or to who had decided to stay in their respite blocks. Nepeta was one of the missing trolls for the day. She could always be seen in one of the terminals, chatting with Rose’s sprite. But not that day. The lack of her happy giggles made the attic sound much less cheerful. But Sollux didn’t notice any of that. His dual-colored eyes were kept in the circuits and cables of the terminals, oblivious to everything else.
It was in the midst of all of this that a low, almost unnoticable roar echoed through the various rooms, the attic included. Only the most sensitive and/or bored of the trolls raised their heads, Solllux included. He quickly went back to work, thinking the demon would just blow up the whole lab instead of directly attacking them. The echoes died, and they were all back to the routine.

Later that day, Sollux was wandering through the rooms, taking random transportalizers, without really paying attention to where he was going. He walked down the large set of stairs, noticing a bent and small scrap of metal on one of the steps, probably from one of Tavros’ failed attempts at using said stairs.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he heard... something. It sounded like a low whimper, followed by an equally low “thump” sound, as of something soft hitting the ground. He looked up at the following corridor, and was shocked with what he saw there. It was Nepeta, seemingly unconscious, and bleeding heavily from various cuts along her arms and a depper one on her waist. A trail of olive blood could be seen behind her, leading to another transportalizer.
He quickly ran to her, checking her pulse. It was weak, but steady.
-Gogdamnit, Nepeta. What happened to you?
He picked her up, staining his own shirt with green, and hurried back up the stairs, starting to pant halfway up. He wasn’t used to that kind of thing, and Nepeta was almost as big as him. He went through the transportalizer, keeping a fast running pace to the one that’d take him to his respite block, breathing heavily all the time.
Reaching his respite block, he walked to his bed and laid her there, sitting beside her for a short while, to catch his breath. He then stood back up and started searching through his tools for something that’d help him take care of Nepeta. The only thing he could find was a short knife, meant to cut wires, but it had to do. He went back to the bed, some of the sheets already soaked in blood. He wrapped those around Nepeta’s waist, partially stopping the bleeding while he ripped cleans sheets to shreds, making improvised bandages. He talked as the ripped the fabric:
-Why wath I the one to find you, *rip* Nepeta? Equiuth should’ve found you, not *rip* me! I don’t even *rip* know if thith’ll *rip* work! Why are you all wounded anyway?
The bandages were ready, so he put the knife down on the floor, close to his foot, and started mending Nepeta’s wounds, the large one on her waist first. He took her by the shoulders and pulled her up, letting her head get supported by his shoulder while he wrapped the bandage around her. He then put her down again and went for the arms, , sliding her sleeves up. He took the last bandage and put it over the one already around her waist, backing away afterwards looking at his work. It wasn’t perfect, but at least she wasn’t bleeding to death anymore.
He took the last bloody sheets from the bed, using them to clean himself off as best as he could, and threw them at a corner. He took the smal knife and put it back with his tools. He then sat beside her on the bed, careful to not move her too much, and finally let himself relax, letting out a sigh.
He pushed her lightly to the side, and laid down on the bed himself, with one hand behind his head and the other over his belly, tired from the recent events. He was soon asleep, one leg hanging out of the bed, still touching the floor.

When Nepeta woke up, she and Sollux were all tangled up, half hugging each other, half sleeping on top of eachother. She had gone from unconsciousness to sleep while Sollux slept, and they probably ended up moving closer together due to the lack of bed sheets. She yawned and looked down at herself, staring at the bandages for a few seconds. She smiled, looking back at his face (which was very close to hers), and poking the tip of his nose playfully.
-Wake up, sleepy head!- she said, licking his cheek and sitting up, stretching out her arms.
Sollux mumbles something before opening her eyes, bringing his hand up and wipping away his cheek, also yawning. He sat up along with her, lookig slightly worried.
-Are you okay, Nepeta? You were pretty beat up when I found you.
-Of course I am! I’m a strong kitty!
Sollux smiled, relieved.
-Good. But what happened to you?
-I was just walking around when one of those big creatures on the lab broke out. It attacked me, so I killed it, but it still got some scratches on me.
He chuckled at the word “scratches”. He pulled his legs off the bed, standing up.
-We should probably go meet the otherth. They might be worried.
-Aw, come on, Sollux! Stop being so “theriouth”!- she grabbed his shoulders and pulled, making him fall back on the bed -And besides, I haven’t even thanked you for taking care of me!
She leaned down and kissed him in the lips, not playfully, but romantically. They remained like that for a few seconds before she leaned back up, giggling.
-A little present for you!
She leaned back and stood up while he straightened himself on the bed, looking at her back, puzzled.
-NOW we can go meet the others- she said, still with her back turned at him, to hide her blushing.
He stood up, and reahed out, grabbing her shoulder.
-The otherth can wait, Nep.
He walked around her, putting himself in front of her, and holding her other shoulder. This time it was him who leaned forward for the kiss, at the same time as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug. The kiss was also longer. When they parted, Sollux was blushing too.
-Red or pale?- he asked.
-Pale.
-Good.
He stepped to the side, letting her go to the transportalizer before him. She giggled one last time and transportalized away, followed by him after a few minutes. He was much happier that day while messing with the terminals.

[Metaflare]

I was planning on doing every major character but the less i have to do the better. Go ahead!

Well, let's get this out of the way then, shall I?

Behind the scenes: Parcel Mistress

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Interviewer: Pauline, thank you for finding some time to speak with us.
Pauline Major: No biggie, I got a few days off until my next scene.
I: Now, you portray the Parcel Mistress. What can you tell us about her?
PM: She's a woman who knows what she wants, and is willing to do just about anything to get it. She has a burning passion for the mail, which might be as a result of some neurosis caused by the whol apocalypse thing. But hey, she does what she likes best for a living, and isn't that what life is about? (laughs)
I: What was your favorite scene shot so far?
PM: That must have been my fight against Harold Brown, who portrays Hearts Boxcars. At first I was terrified that I'd hurt him with that sword, but thanks to some great choreography, for which I'd like to thank Franklin and Jaque, you guys are the best!, we managed to put out an amazing scene.
I: With whom did you enjoy working the most?
PM: Though apearing as a grumpy guy, Harold is one of the nicest, most caring people I've ever met. And his voice... just listen to it. I've also had a lot of fun with the guys playing the two exiles. The two of them just have an excellent chemistry together, though they lost their thunder at the end of the day. Not sure if that has something to do with them walking around on their knees all day long so they appear as the correct length to my normal size! (laughs)
I: Now for something more personal, there have been rumors about you and Wanda Quesada...
PM: Stop. Whatever is going on between me and Wanda, IF there is something going on, it's going to stay between the two of us. That's all I have to say about that.
I: Consider it dropped, then. Now, is there anything else you might want to share with the fans out there?
PM: Well, though there's a lot of speculation going around about an eventual sequel, or spiritual successor, there's nothing definite yet. Though if there was going to be something like that, and I was asked for a role, I think I'd say yes in a heartbeat. The people on this project are some of the best, funniest and talented cast I've ever worked with, and I'd love to work with them again.

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I took a few liberties with names, hope that's okay with you.

This is great! Glad I actually inspired something! :D