My year of peace and harmony ||Forsaken Fan fic

by Mairahhates_Grass

Summary:

It was a normal day in January,2008
Just another birthday, just another year.
Everyone’s year of peace and harmony.
[loud incorrect buzzer]
The year would also be the year of the Robloxia disappearances.
The year of the Forsaking.

Notes:

So.
I had vision.
Ts will get dark.

Chapter 1: Dream of life.

 

I thought I knew anger,if from Jane going insane over some little thing or getting scolded from higher ups at my job
This however…

"ITS JUST UNFAIR JOHN,FUCKING UNFAIR-"

Bit of an unconventional way to spend a birthday if you ask me. I always come over to 1x"s house and usually it's a normal enough experience. Usually.

"I deserve to learn sword fighting,don't I?"

I nod. I haven't truly even understood half of what 1x was ranting about but at this point it does nit seem like a good idea to ask. I still have their cake in my hand,the plan was to celebrate his 20th.

"ITS ALWAYS "NO" OR YOU DONT DESERVE IT"

They plopped face first into their pillow, still screaming.

I should probably do something about..that.
I don’t understand why their so mad truth be told. Or why they want to do sword fighting so bad. 

To be honest, there’s a lot of things about 1x I don’t understand. Still, I want to help in anyway that I can.

"bloody unfair..” they said, face still stuck in pillow, almost too muffled to hear.

I wonder how their dad hasn't noticed,he's in the house isn't he.. well I suppose he's never struck me as the sentimental type. 
Or father type. 

"1x?". I tap on their light grey hair. No response-
They jolted up. "I should be allowed to go sword fighting,shouldn't I?”

"Uhm.." I think.I don't know much about swords fighting at all and I personally don't get why 1x wants to do it so badly but I should at least try to understand..

"Well integers,I have an idea!"
"Dont call me that."
I laugh. I know they hate that nickname but their name is practically asking,no begging for it.

"John?”

"Oh-yeah!" I laugh although I don't actually have an idea... "I know a guy!". I try to sound as confident as I can, maybe they’ll buy it?

"Really.The grocer?"

Dang it. 
“No, a better guy-or gal!". 
Well, I still have no plan but something is certainly about to happen now. I start texting her over. Jane Doe,babe of my existence, also 20, and my twin. I don't get her, shes never satisfied with anything.. normal, always looking for something more.
Well, at least it’s never boring with her. 

"Your calling Jane over aren't you.". They stuck their face back in the pillow.
I nod proudly, slightly grinning. 
"Shes like the only person you call".
"Well, shes good at.. stuff!"
"Ugh..."
"We'll have fun, when has she ever steered us wrong before!"

                    

                                                                        
Jane had been knocking on the door for quite some time, knocking the door in rhythms she liked to pass the time.

What the heck is John doing, thought he would notice by now... This place is like a dungeon,1x lives here? How did such an interesting lookin" place create such a blah of a person..

Jane didn’t like 1x much, and truth be told, she knew 1x probably didn’t like her much either. The only reason they were “friends” was by affiliation with John-

The door opened, causing Jane to jerk back slightly, casted away from the dull of knocking the door continually. 

The persons  at the door looked with mild confusion but hints of disgust, looking Jane up and down before saying “Hello?"

Jane looked up to try and see the persons face. They had large yellow and brown wings on their head and much larger gold wings on their back. They wore a large black cloak with white and gold detailing.

Jane tried her best to force a smile. "I'm Jane!"

"I know."

Jane froze. Who the hell does this cretin think he is.
The man continued. "I apologize kid but I think your lost." He talked in a way that was casual enough, but still made Jane vaguely uncomfortable in a way she couldn’t understand.

Jane wanted to cuss the guy out, let him know who should really get lost-

No. I shouldn't do that. Just be as calm as possible.

"Sir I'm here for 1x, my brother invited me over."

He glared at Jane unimpressed.He looked down at Jane. "Telamon."

"Yup they have friends.. uh Telamon". She darted by the opening in the door as Telamon has moved to the side. She saw on her way out that he had a sword, a large red one,it looked almost aflame with a slight glow.

What the hell  was that.

Telamon stared at the pink haired girl running into his house. He shrugged,slammed the door and walked down the steps. He had places to go, and affairs to deal with.
"As long as the house is fine."

                               
                                                      
I had grabbed 1x over to the living room, Jane was already there, yelling out names looking for us,and there was Jane.
What's she so mad looking for.
"So..Jane! You do like fighting right!" I try sounding as nice as possible, she spread somehow looks upset and I'm not trying to push it.

"I do karate-is sword fighting even legal? Also 1x I believe there was a straight up crack head in your house."
"Oh! 1x's dad, yeah their uh..there." I didnt think much better of 1xs father truth be told. They acted odd, hated me for reasons I’m yet to understand, stared at me, but mostly 1x..

Weird behavior.

Jane shook her head, half out of disappointment and confusion. "You know I was about to go out with Noob."

"Oh uh sorry!” Noob is her best friend, It shocks me how anyone can spend that much time with Jane and Even remain sane-i would know.

"What do you even need?"
1x chimed in, face still in the pillow "sword fighting lessons,I have the sword-"
"Oh! I know a guy! I just need one thing.."
1x's face popped up from the pillow, semi interested "what?"
"how old you turn today..20? Your dad's ID! He's your father you should look.. somewhat like him."
"Pardon?"

{                                                                          

 

"JANE WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING."
Well. Something was definitely happening.
Still how on earth did we end up in the largest casino in town..

"I .KNOW. A.GUY!" Jane yelled, laughing as she went deeper in the crowd.
I stood there, half wondering if she really knew what she was doing and another half wondering what she could possibly be on. She acts like shes high on oxygen half the time, she can act like she’s had 10 glasses and is on the top of the world, to acting like she’s having the worlds worst hangover and isn’t afraid to let the world know without having a drop.

I feel a tap on my shoulder. 1x
" I know Jane's probably like, really crazy"
"I've noticed."
"But I believe Jane is running to us with a crowd of people chasing her."
Oh. OH.

"JOHN,JOHN I MESSED UP!" She grabbed my arm and tried pulling me. What did Jane possibly done..

"Jane what could you have possibly done.." 1x seemed less annoyed and more comfused
"THE MAFIAS AFTER ME"
"Wha-what.." I look at the group chasing her. They're not all coming from the same place, they don't look like a mafia, they all have very nice black suits worn in different ways with different head wear. The only real give away that they're even capable of hurting people are the weapons they all have. I freeze in confusion-how did this even happen?
Oh Janes gone. I see her dashing across the crowded casino floor,knocking into everything in her way. I watch as she fades away in the crowd-
"Ouch!" I look over, 1x is trying to pull me away(in reality, just pulling on my arm due to being much shorter than me. Well,their sure as hell able to pack a punch or.. pull-

"John!" They yelled, more concerned than angry 

"Oh,yeah!" We began to run into the crowd,maybe we'll be able to blend in like Jane..
I feel a tap-no a firm grab on my back. I turn my neck..
Oh no.
The man's wearing a thin black coat over a white shirt with a tie,his face mostly covered with sunglasses and headphones. He doesn't seem particular well harmful.  In face , he seems rather friendly, a wide smile with a hole in his tooth. There's a person in a massive trench coat besides her, the only thing visable are red sneakers.
"I belive you kids are..trespassing?"

Uhm..1x chimed in. "No! This is my ID,the man besides me is uh..my husband?"

I nudge their shoulder, slightly laughing as they begin to blush out of I assume embarrassment…

The person in the trench coat shifted.The man with the glasses looked at the ID before looking back at 1x, with mild dissatisfaction but still maintaining his smile.

"This is clearly stolen and it expired  in the ol' 04. What kinda ID is this, it’s all fancy..”

1x quieted down,confidence gone."oh." 
I look down in my sneakers in mild shame, more worried about the fact that we got caught sneaking in a casino than future consequences…

You can’t be arrested for this, right?

The man chuckled before ushering us to the exit along with the trench coat person. We were mostly quiet on the way out as I wasn't sure if he was even on of them or there were more..
"You guys oughta get out. Your um..sisters really caused a scene up in there-picking a fight with a gang of people with weapons is not the way to go. But, I like kids(NOT IN THAT WAY CHAT STOP.) so uh..bye!."he slammed the door, smiling,leaving us outside in the dark, the concrete wet with rain from who knows how long ago and the air cold with Januarys breeze.

I was puzzled, confused of what even happened, how we went from looking for a sword fighting place to being chased by the mafia..Robloxia has a mafia??
"So are you gonna stand there,mouth agape or are you gonna get the hell out." Said the trench coat person with trench coat now on the ground 

"Jane!?"
Jane threw the trench coat on the ground, cracking her knuckles. "Hah! That guys real nice, even knows Azure-who knew the mafia does not enjoy people asking for sword lessons,well, C'est La via, life's anything but a easy!-"
"Jane your an actual idiot..THE MAFIA?? WE HAVE A MAFIA?"
Jane smiles that normal insufferable, overconfident smile. "Sure, in fact Chance was in it at one point!"

"...chance? The glasses guy?" Jane’s a real social person, constantly able to struck some for of conversation with anyone. Even strangers in bars.

Jane just  laughed-no practically cackled. 1x was staring up at the casino, bright lights and all despite it being long dark and the parking lot still
"My dads gonna kill me.."
"Sorry.." 
"Eh it's good. I had fun.” They curl their lips, hardly a smile, but still one.

Well, they reacted  to that much better than I expected. "1x?"
"Hm?"
"After we run for our life's away from here, wanna go finish the cake at your place-it's your favorite..lime! 
"Sure"
"Happy birthday"

Chapter 2: Hey kids

Summary:

Basically, C00lkidd shenanigans :)
Micro rant in notes!

It was an early morning in the house, light rays beaming through the curtains. 1x was in bed, blinking slowly as they woke up.

...creator? Why is he standing .. there.

They has been taught as a child to refer to their father as “creator”, partially due to the fact that he,wasn’t technically their father and partially due to it being more “formal”
for the most bit, they did follow this.But still, that didn’t stop them from every now and then, calling him father.

1x got up from the bed , squinting from the bright ray of sunlight directly on their face,turning to his father Telamon. "Good morning creator."

"Good morning son!" He said,smiling and lifting up 1x from his bed
Why do I even bother correct him, he'll never listen..  "please let go of  me." They said, trying to keep the nicest smile they could. Telamon look at them with mild disappointment before dropping  1x back onto the ground. "What, too old for that?"
"I'm 20. Yesterday was my birthday.”
"You're 20!". He stared in shock at 1x. "I thought you were like what, 17?   You even still have that baby face-Look how much you've grown!" He touched 1xs shoulder. “Absolutely perfect for 19.”

1x forced a small smile. It was always slightly off putting the way his father was. Going days on end, ignoring him, treating them like the scum of the earth, and the very next gushing about how ‘perfect’ they were, pulling him into hugs that lingered far too long..

 

. "Thanks dad." They got wrapped into a hug with Telamon, squeezing them tightly. "I'm gonna go shower , give me a second." 1x walked into his bathroom, the one good thing of still living with their dad is that they got nearly everything they wanted, Telamon always gifting them all the time. It was somewhat odd that he missed their birthday. Alright, I'l head downstairs and work on breakfast, get into something nice, alright kid?"
"Hm, sure." 1x closed the bathroom door and began taking off their clothes and running the shower . Telamon walked to the now closed door to the bath, with a slight grin on his face, cracking open the door…

 

When 1x had walked downstairs, they were at first confused by the lack of breakfast
"Dad? Thought you were making food-whatever." They slightly groaned, walking over to the fridge looking around for something to eat.

I mean, Jane did teach me how to make pancakes..they began looking for eggs in the fridge.
Telamon walked downstairs, face slightly flushed and in his usual cloaks.1x knew eventually that he would get one like that,they had to,,there's no other possible heirs the role could be passed to..

But he wouldn't let me touch a sword,even if it killed him..no im surely a good fit,he always says that I'm perfect and junk like that. Yes, I must be the perfect role for that.

Being a moderator. A god...1x smiled at the thought.

"Well, I have something very special for you to do son!"  Telamon went behind 1x, tying his hair into a small ponytail,kissing 1x on the head. "Ok it's literally just a job. It's at that one pizza shop and Builderman suggested that for a growing boy, he should have activitys to do like..employment." He slightly groaned saying builderman name, partially out of exaggeration annoyance and mostly genuine frustration.

Why does he always call me his son no matter how many times I tell him.
1x finished making pancakes,one for them, two for their father. While eating breakfast, they felt a set of keys be tossed to them. They looked at the keys, slightly puzzled before deciding they were probably for the workplace.they found the idea of making pizza for a bunch of random people in some grease trap mildly disgusting but ignored the idea. It couldn't be that bad, could it?

 

The first thing 1x noticed was that the place was packed, not one booth empty and a small crowd forming. The mostly red decor being an eyesore ,as the employees there also had to wear a match red work uniform. Only one table wasn't filled with people where someone with a casual white suit shirt with a black tie, matching sunglasses and headphones with a black fedora lay there,feet kicked against table.1x decided that they looked enough like a manager that there was no risk in asking..

"Uh, hello?"

The man clicked at the headphones and looked at 1x, green sweater and all. "Nice piecings, are you one of Elliot's people-nah you're not in uniform. HEY- I remember you, from the casino! How's your husband?" He lightly snicked at his own joke.

"Elliot..? Is he like,the manager or something?"
Chance smiled widely, talking with a hint of pride. "Elliot-if you mean the coolest person ever, yes he is the manager! He's in the back and I can't believe it, my bestest friend a manager and such.."

1x walked away to the back, ignoring Chances ranting about Elliot. It was surprisingly easy to get to the back,no one questioning who they were. No one was also questioning the customer trying to have a 1v1 with someone else over being questioned on their personal hygine(or lack thereof) but 1x grinned, telling themself that the lack of questioning was because of how amazing they were.
"Nepotism also works wonders" they said under their breath, opening the back door.
When the door opened,they assumed that they were in the wrong place, the room dusty with only a few orange lights and boxes all over. That was until they heard What at first sounded like two people,almost echoing on itself,one sounding like a normal child, and the other something 1x couldn’t figure.
The voice of a child.

"Hello new babysitter guy! You look weird!"
1x looked around, searching for the source of the voice until he felt something crash on them.
The boy was extremely heavy but also oddly lanky,the only tell take sign they were a child being their child face and voice.

Also, they were red, their skin looking a bright primary red with splotches a dark maroon around one eye and their left arm. Their eyes were a pitch black with glowing white irises and stubby,almost not there yellow horns with  black tips and very sharp hands, almost like claws, 1x spent a moment questioning if this was the devil itself or if the kid was really what it sounded like..

"Why are you staring at me funny Miss babysitter! Or Mr.. I dunno, it's hard to tell!"
"It's uh, neither…”1x questioned if they should comment on the kids unsightly appearance or act like he was like any other kid.. The boy was running around 1x,smiling with sharp yellow teeth. 1x decide to pick the latter, questioning why they were being called a babysitter. "I'm sorry..kid im not your babysitter-"

"Yes you are! My old babysitter ran away and called me a hellspawn and so I bit him! and my dad then called for a new one and said they would be here soon and-" The boy spoke far too fast,running out of breath with every sentence.

"Calm down! Your dad said I'm your babysitter. Where is he?"
"He's out at work! He hates it when I'm left alone and I don't like being alone too,which is why Jamie used to babysit me and before that, ‘pparantley when I was super duper little, my uncle Noli…

1x groaned, realizing the kid would continue to go on random side tangents. On one hand, They thought,why would anyone's dad leave some red kid in a backroom. But on the other hand, the kid seemed nice and clearly didn't have a babysitter.. they never were given a uniform...

"Sure. I'm your uh.. babysitter."

"Yay!" The kid jumped up and down. "You look super cool! So what can we do! We're not allowed to use the faucet in the back as sprinklers, Mr Elliot got  real mad the last time I did that and yelled at my dad a lot.." The boys voice went from high pitched rambling to genuine sadness as he looked down at his sneakers. “I don’t think he likes me or my dad very much…”

"Well, don't worry, I won't be like that, I promise red guy” they said, smiling, stull somewhat dumbfounded by the situation they were in.

"My name is C00lkid-grey guy!" He stuck his tounge out, closing his eyes tight in defiance.1x sighted and thought of what to do with he child in front of him, they didn't even know how long they would be there. They slightly put their hand on their chin, thinking...

They heard a small slap, a very light But hearable nonetheles. They looked besides them to see C00lkid copying their movements, albeit more aggressively. 1x pinched their cheek in curiousity to see if it was a coincidence or on purpose..

1x heard a small yeoch as C00lkid punched his cheek as well. 1x questioned what they boy was doing. "Your copying me-why?"
"Well I've decided your probably a cool guy.. WELL, I've decided your definitely Cool, your nails are painted and your a really big kid! So will you play with me...?"

1x laughed to themself, slightly confused. They weren’t sure if this was normal for kids, their only reference for kids being the times they saw John and occasionally Jane as kids. They weren’t sure if kids were supposed to act like this, and even less sure why this kid was red.
They smiled, deciding they could figure that out later. “Sure."

 

It was the end of a long work day made longer due to a busted ac.
007n7 wiped the sweat off his face, tired from a hard days work. He stood over the counter and for the first time that day, exhaled. The only customer still there was Chance, but sometimes he would stay for the whole day, partially to hang out with their "business partner" which 007n7 at this point decided was code word for best friend. He had decided that they weren't so bad, always ready to help around in little ways, getting sodas and food for the employees, going around town to try and look for a ac repairman.

It was nice.

If only Elliot could be as nice.

Elliot was strange, his Bizarre behavior somehow worse than simply disliking him.
Jumping from having actually nice interactions, mostly 007n7 listening to Elliot talk about mildly interesting things,well simultaneously screaming at the top of his lungs about some burnt food, or the way that 007n7 drove the delivery car…

That he didn’t understand.

007 quickly un locked the storage room door, his son should be there and a babysitter should be there too.
Hopefully.
His brown hair slick with sweat and glasses mildly foggy, he opened the door.

There he saw 1x,sitting on the floor as a spare apron was scribbled with the words "TEAM COOLKID, JOIN TODAY." By his son. When he had finished, he threw the apron to 1x, who had multiple accessories such as a pair of cardboard sunglasses that C00lkid wore too with pride.
007n7 smiled at the sight of his son having fun, as his son had been gloomy for a while as his "Babysitters" have continued leaving and leaving" and he had determined that not having friends as a kid could not be helping at all.
"Uh..C00l, it's time to head home!"
C00lkid got up and ran over to his dad, jumping in his arms as 007n7 slightly struggled to hold him. 1x got up in slight embarrassment for being caught looking so silly.

Still, he smiled as for a 10 year old boy, 1x decided,C00lkid had a lot of mildly interesting to genuinely interesting things to say.

For short, "babysitting" had been nice.

007n7 looked over to 1x. "I'm so sorry I didn't make it clear you would be babysitting, it's just-"
"Nah it's ok. Just maybe tell me next time..."
007n7 smiled before having a small sigh of relief “have a nice day.”

Notes:

New chapter let’s go :D
Next chapter will have toxic yaoi dw :)
(Is it yaoi if one is non binary tho…)

Oh yeah, small poll, should I stop posting on wattpad all together? I’m personally enjoying Ao3 algorithm(or lack thereof) much more.
Also dang, posting a fic on Ao3 just hits different:)

Love shedletsky in irl, this fic is based solely on the fictional Character not the real one!

 

Rant time
I value going outside regularly and taking baths.
So.

Im not gonna sugar coat it, grooming your child or anyone is bad, I’m not romanticizing it in this fic(or any unhealthy relationships in this fic)The only described smut in this fic is scrumptious consensual.

Pls fuck off if ur here to read that kind of content, love ao3, but low-key some off y’all reading some lowkey despicable shit.

 

Ok bai :D

Chapter 3: Dead man

Summary:

To understand i guess I’d have to be a dead man~
(gotta love self music :)
Anyways, it’s azure time!

From the greatest big cousin you'll ever have

Chance looked over what he had already written. On the outside, it wasn’t much, just a crinkle thing of loose leaf. Yet it was, at the same time, the most important letter ever to them..

If you see this, I know I need to say sorry

He paused for a second, thinking of what to write next. They were never one known being particularly good at writing, but they still tried their hardest, deciding to write in bold"please do not toss!”

I was just worried for you, I really was. I know everything that happened when you were a kiddie was..awful. But everything was still, well normal. As normal as being raised in a -

Chance paused, thinking if to write "religion" or cult. It clearly was a cult to anyone who took any amount of time of day to notice, but they were so keen on calling it a religion- no, a way of life.
Between the times that Chance had spent with them as a kid,blasting Nirvana albums and  attempting to build a tree house with them,even then it was clear that something was very wrong with their "religion"

 

But then we left, remember! Hopped in my car and left for the city!You were 16 and your parents, they..

 

Your parents killed themselves for the cult with some random other person. "For the spawn".
Chance thought, hovering pencil above the paper, thinking of what to write next.

Chance decided it would be a good idea not to mention that. Chance remember the day,seared into their memory. Driving over the their house for their birthday, entering the door to see a dark house with the only light being the gentle blue glow from infomercials still running at 3am.
The house filled with the sickly sweet smell of rot as their cousins sat, watching the Tv with an empty expression Chance still couldn’t understand.
As if their weren’t 3 bodies, two their parents and one a strange on the ground, bloodied with that god forsaken symbol…

Chance decided to erase that part, printing off with something else…

 

I  thought leaving the house would be good for you, you helped around the casino, it was great,  happy as could be!

But as soon as you turned 18 you.. went back to..that. You refused to take your medication saying the "visions" were from the spawn

But you're a grown adult! Look at you, you have a loving boyfriend! The first time you contacted me after months was for advice on what to give to him on his first date! And then I said, well what's his favorite flower! And then you gave him a boquet of nightshades and garnished it on the food..
And got food poisoning.

 

Chance lightly snickered at the memory, it had been months since he had even contacted them,and suddenly, there they were, asking for advice for a first date and calling afterwards frantically, yet excitedly bashing about the date.

Then he didn’t hear from them for like 6 months after.

Well, I found out where you live from the unlucky man and would love it if you came over to the city!

To Timothy-

Chance paused. He knew that they hated being called Timothy and would rather be called by another name, decided either from the cult or themselves. They didn’t understand it, but decided if they were so willing to respect
Them, he should do the same for..

To Two time.

 

**********

 

"I'll order two bloxy colas please-"

"I'll have a Long Island on the rocks please."

"Are you uh, sure about that..wait how old are you-"

"21,don't worry."

I watch how Chance slightly sighed before telling the waiter to get the drink and just one bloxy cola.

I look around the casino, it's so..different from the last time I was there. The lights are better quality,the slot machines cleaner. Yet some thing stay the same:
Like the slot machines, and the owner.

I don’t understand Chance. I don’t get why he’s the way he is. Everyone else can, just why don’t I. He’s not like the slot machines, constantly random, yet something more complex, paternas in behavior, yet still with the randomness….

Chance started a conversation, slightly laughing. "So Timmy, how have you been!"

I smile. "My name is Two time and, decently."
"Well uh, how's Az-"
"At the hotel.”
...

Why is chance staring at me funny. Was I not supposed to say that..
I add on, staring Chance in the eye. Eye contact is good,so I’ve been told. “At the hotel, sleeping.”

“Oh…”

Like I said; Chance is a complicated one. Everyone else is, but specifically them…

"Here are your drinks sir!"
I watch as two drinks are placed on the bar table, reflecting the lights in the casino. I grab mine from chances side, it was placed on his side-
Why is the waiter staring at me? I look up at them back, looking them in the eye, watching how they stop for have a second to use a can opener, how they open it..

"Uh Ti- I mean.. Two time! Won't you try your drink-"
I look back at Chance, why is the waiter looking at me funny. I hear the sound of them murmuring something under their breath as they walk away. I decide to look at Chance now smiling as I sip my drink

Jeez,this drink is nasty. Il just do the thing Azure does..

"Give me your bloxy cola."

Chance gives me it, no questions asked. I mix a bit of it into my drink, still holding eye contact with Chance. Should I say something, have u been quiet for too long..

"Do you like my new blessing from the spawn”.I say, holding up my spawn necklace. It really is a gorgeous thing of art, metal, and one of my favorite possessions.

Chance slightly cleared his throat before answering as I take a large gulp from my drink."It's..uh, very nice. Tim, please tell me your still taking your medications right-"

I snap back. "It's Two time, not "Tim". I've been advised not to take medication. Why would i risk ridding my visions I've revived from the spawn itself."

"..." I watch him laugh awkwardly. "Heh, ok...."
Why does he look so concerned.

Chance gets up- no, jumps down from his seat before burying his arms in the air. "Well, I have some ideas for fun!"
"Chance don't tell me-"
"Gambling!!"
I don't gamble. Yeah I don't know what I expected tonight would lead up to. I watch chance run of into the crowd
"Gimme a sec- IL BE BACK IM GETTING YOU SOMETHING!"

I stand in front of a slot machine, it's bright blue light flashing in my face. I tug my muted purple bandana and smooth out my also muted grey sweater. "Dress normal". Azure told me. Truth be told, their probably one of the few people I talk too, probably even more than Chance
He’s the most perfect person on this planet and I-

 

I hear someone else talk behind me, "you know he will forget all about you, run off and drink and such. He hates you." The voice sounds clear, directly talking to me. "He thinks you're crazy, he's not coming back, he's going off to have a good time with people he actually likes".

"Shut up." My speech is slightly slurred and I turn around to the dark blue, contrasting from the overly bright saturated slot machine I was staring at. "That's not true, he has to some back-"
“Really? Well, don't worry. I'm still here you know-"

"Two time? Who are you talking to?"
I look over to him, standing with something behind his back…
"Oh,Chance.I'm taking to the guy right there."
"...right well-look what I gambled!!! Close your eyes!"

I shrug and close my eyes, slightly extending it, numbing chances clothes before I bring my hand back. "Grab it with your hands!" Chance said, overly excited

"It's fluffy..? And moving-"

"Happy birthday!"
A cat. A small little white cat is in my hands, stretching to find the most comfortable spot to lay.
"CHANCE LOOK AT IT, ITS BEAUTIFUL!!!!". I grabs chance with my one free hand and hug him, I'm much taller than him-it’s very easy for me to do despite our decade age gap.

"Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!"
"Please stop shaking me-"
I let go and smile. "Well, you got a name for the cat" Chance said.
"Hm... ."

 

***

 

This place should be a joy,yet me lying on the bed, I don’t think I’ve ever been more upset in my life…

The sound of the tv infomercial blend into the dark hotel toon, the ac strongly blowing,slightly moving the curtains.
The view is beautiful from here, I can see the gorgeous skyline from here, replacing the stars of the Valley…

I try smoothing out my hair, it's not actually that messy, I just have nothing better to do.
I haven't had anything to do for hours.
…
Two time should be back soon.

Why am I so unhappy, this is one of the best hotels in Robloxia, the beds are comfortable, theres tons of things to do, and I'm back in the city for the first time in two years. I've missed being here, I've wanted to be here for years after being stuck in that valley for so long. I've missed my friends and all the activities of the city.

So why am I so unhappy still. I'm finally here.
I turn around and put my face flat down on the mattress and groan, I know staring a bright tv in a  pitch black room for hours will cause headaches but still, it's better than nothing..
I should put on some light, shouldn't I.
Nah.

I put my arms against the pillow, squeezing it,causing me to wince slightly.
My arm is riddled with scars, a few of them from my day as a florist in the city before meeting them, from gardening equipment, or the time I tried installing my own stained glass window. The rest...
A nesasary sacrifice for our savior, a sign of perseverance and loyalty..

I remember the first time I was introduced to..it. It had been one of the first few dates I had with two time, they had invited me over to the Robloxian valley. It was the furthest away from the city I'd ever been, no light pollution, the air clean.

Also eerily empty. It was clear people lived there, house with the occasional car spread few and far between, yet not a single light on or even one sound.

And there it was. The church.It was massive, a white wood building with the paint peeling, an unimpressive sight on the outside.
Inside however was a different story.

The place was dark, only a few candles burning on the alter, I heard the wood creaking as Two time held my arm as we walked across the place. I saw a cluster of Polaroids hung on the wall, they looked new and were of a group of people. A community.

"Hurry Azure, they're not supposed to see us here!"

At the time I didn't question who "they" were, I didn't care. It was one of the first enjoyable times I've had in a while at the time since my mom..passed. It was nice.

Once at the stage, I saw a massive window with a stain glass design of a weird symbol I would soon learn as the spawn. I watched as Two time kneeled on the ground and began praying to it. I looked around, my mother was extremely religious, I was not.
It was like whenever my family prayed grace before eating as I awkwardly looked around.

When they had finished I saw as two time got up and walked to the left, a basement.
The basement had skunk, a smell of something old and rotten, in it were a few small lightbulbs emitting warm light where to a carving of spawn on the wall offerings lay, beads, books, food(where I assume the rotting smell was from) what I hope was a fake animal skeleton and flowers.
Then we…

I jerk up from the pillow, gasping for air.
I hadn't noticed just how long my face was smothered in there and I gasp for air after nearly suffocating.
Although I would be lying if I hadn't admitted the idea of keeping my face in there for one more minute hadn't occurred. Or maybe 5 or an hour…

I hear the door unlock, a small gust of the cool air from the overly strong air conditioner leaves the room as I hear footsteps come in.
Two time.
They seem sleepy as they walk into the bathroom,turning on the warm bathroom light as I hear the faucet running. I don't bother welcoming him, I'm far too tired..

Soon, they join me in the bed, I hear what's sounds like an animal meowing on the floor and I'm not even gonna question it. I don't know if I'm tired from the lack of oxygen or sleep, I've had a hard time sleeping for a while, and going to the city hasn’t exactly helped.

“It’s freezing in…” their voice trailed off to silence,pausing before talking again.

"Azure..." I hear him groan as they lay on the bed, stretching. They're quite a bit taller than me, their arms accidently grazing on my back.
Except, it keeps going on, them lightly grabbing me on the waist, grazing their hands up and down on my body.
"Hmm,what?" I slightly laugh a bit, but I don't turn over.

I feel as the caressing reaches my lower abdomen, as Two time placed their hands up and over the area. I slightly turn over to look at them, I can't see their face due to the lights being off.
"Well.." they slightly laughing. I can’t see their expressions, but I have a fair idea what it is..
"Sure."

I feel as the rubbing turns to Two time getting off the bed as I hear the sound of clothes hitting the ground. I keep my face against the mattress, slightly blushing as I hear footsteps come to me, but no matter what, the thought of smothering my face against the mattress to the point death comes back.

It always has been in different ways for years.

Notes:

:>
Da

Chapter 4: Friendship.

Summary:

:3
A totally normal and smooth reuniting of friends :3

Outside was bright, the sun shining especially bright on that day, despite it still being fairly cold due to it being late January.

Still, that didnt stop Jane, running on the slippery sidewalk, still slick from the days previous rain.

“C‘Mon guys, catch up! You’re gonna love him! John, dontcha remember him high school?” Jane yelled, still running ahead.

“Uh-“ John continues walking behind with 1x, trying to figure out who Jane was talking about. Jane did know quite a lot of people from high school, truth be told, he probably only knew the names on one. Or two.

God, I hardly know anything about Jane.

John looked over at 1x
“1x, do you know an Azure?”

“Didn’t even go to school.” 1x continued walking silently before adding on
“I was homeschooled. Remember?”

“Oh..yeah.”

John began walking faster in an attempt to catch up with Jane, trying not to slip on the ground. Finally,Jane seemingly crashed into someone.

John began running faster-as fast as he could without slipping “Jane! Jane! Ohmygod-IM SORRY SIR-“

John got closer to Jane, getting a closer look at what was actually going on. 1x continued walking in the back, not exactly trying to catch up.

“AZURE! I’ve missed you so much!” Jane said, tightly hugging him. squeezing actually.
“Hah! Still haven’t gotten braces I see?” Jane commented ,seeing the tooth gap there.

Azure slightly laughed, trying to pull away from the hug, unsure if a hug was supposed to last this long or Jane was just being odd.
“why would I remove my statement piece”
The two began talking, laughing. 1x had caught up, glancing at rhe two before looking at Azure.

“He has a wizard hat.”
“Be nice 1x-“
“He’s a cultist.”
“What.”

“Yeah, you see that necklace? I heard of that once.”
1x remembered being taught about said cult before by builderman. They didn’t know all that much about it, but based off the little they were told, it couldn’t possibly be good.

“Oh.”
1x biffed John’s elbow. “Your Twin is talking to a Cultist in a wizard hat.”

Behind Azure, Two time caught up,speed walking to Where they were,holding a cat.
They stood behind them, silently, first looking at Jane, watching her as she talked,the way she acted and looked.
Then they looked to John and 1x.

1x noticed Two tjme, standing over Azure seemingly without Jane or Azure noticing. They looked nothing like Azure, at first glance, maybe even normal. Yet something felt..off. Messy, disheveled hair, vacant eyes, skin concerningly pale, the slightly oversized shirt with the same symbol didnt exactly help with the almost dead appearance of them.

Who’s that..creep 1x whispered under their breath, squinting to get a closer look at the person . John notice Two time as well. Smiled wide, yelling back. “why hello!!”

“Omigodstop-“ 1x wasn’t the most social person, but still would much rather not strick a conversation with..that.

Two timed slightly flinched back, slightly surprised that they were noticed. They smiled back, smile slightly too wide and eyes wide with either happiness, or something the two couldn’t figure.

1x slightly cringed back. “are you really going to..that.”

John did, hands in pocket walking over too Two time, as two time walked over too, one hand holding a cat. 1x looked at Two time, disgust turning into more concern, their arms striped an abundance pale scars and what 1x could only assume “tattoos”,a few seemingly recent. 1x thought of what that could possibly be before coming to one realization…

“…”

“So, how do you do!” John said to Two time, smiling with mild concern.”oh nice cat!” John reached over to pet the cat. His hand was swat almost immediately.

“Uh..sorry.”
“Apologie appreciated.”

1x watched as everyone had their own conversations respectfully, laughing and talking. Truth be told on Azure and Jane were laughing, Two Time talking in short bursts and oddly quietly as John just nodded along,looking around mildly nervous.

“Hey 1x, c’mon! We’re gonna go out for lunch!”

1x sighed. “Sorry, I have too..” 1x had somewhere to be, but didn’t exactly want to say..”I’m going to hang out with…”

…Ah shit, they’re my only friends.

“Coming!”
What could go wrong with the cultists.apparently nothing according to these two..

“1x!?”

Ugh…

“Well, we have to make a stop first. I gotta do something.”
“Oh,what!”
“You wouldn’t like it..”
“Nah! So what is it-“
1x put their hands into their face “who am I kidding,I have to go myself, I need to drop off C00lkidd somewhere.
…who?
…the kid I’m babysitting.

John went silent for a moment,thinking..

1x filled the silence “You can go if you want.”
John slightly scruffed 1xs hair, smiling. “It’ll be fine.Azure and uh the other one will be here all day,I’ll come with you! We’ll do the most..how old-“
“10.”
“10 year old friendly stuff ever!
“You know I’m taking him to a birthday party.”
“Yay!” John smiled.
“Just a small walk…?”
“I don’t mind!”
1x went silent for a moment,realizing that John was set on following..
“Alright.”

 

C00lkidd looked up at the two with a massive frown. A failed intimidation attempt,despite the form of the child being anything but normal, still failing to look scary.

“Awww! He’s so cute!” John said, smiling.
“I’m. Not.cute.” C00lkidd stuck out his tongue, crossing his arms tight.
1x rolled his eyes, slightly laughing. “Calm down.” 1x said, talking to both John and 1x.
“Hah, alright..” John said,smiling, patting C00lkidd on the shoulder.

The three walked through the park, it wasn’t the fastest way truth be told but it was the nicer way.
Also, it wasn’t nearly as cold. C00lkidd looked up at John, and then John looked down as well, smiling.
“Your tall mr…uh…”
“Just call me John! Also, thanks!”
And scary- C00lkidd thought. He was significantly taller than 1x, and looked somewhat taller than his own father.
Still,he does have candy…

 

“WHAT THE-“ C00lkidd stared in a mix of horror and confusion, staring at the trampoline place with a chalkboard for a party.
“It’s a birthday. You were invited. Haven’t you been to one?” 1x responded,half talking to the person at the front desk.
“No. You?”
“…” 1x went silent.

“I’ll stay at the party.”
“Aw..
“It’s my job to babysit,it’s ok if you have to go.”
John thought for a moment before smiling. “I’ll stay!”

1x turned their neck to the side,confused. They didn’t understand why John was like this. It was strange. Yet,nice.
They smiled,slightly blushing .”really?”
“Yes really!” John said,laughing.
“AHEM. Let’s go!” C00lkidd said,mildly annoying.

1x cleaned off their sweater, slightly flustered.
“Right-let’s go.”

 

***

Jane was sitting on the restaurant seat, slightly nervous as she started messing around with her green necklace,rolling the Jade of it in her hands.

What did I even do wrong…

It had started normal enough, John and 1x left for their own thing and Jane and the others planned on going to a restaurant.
Well,it was really Jane’s idea, the two seemingly just went along with it.

Then Jane tried talking, as she had before before they showed up. At first Jane tried to continue the conversation, but it turned into Azure mostly responding with small quips. So now she wanted to try and restart the conversation.

“So…uh, you two dating now!”
Two time looked up from staring at the table. “Yes.”
“Glory too you, I remember in high school we were-“
Jane stopped, as Azure began tugging on his scarf and two time staring,she decide she would try to turn this conversation around

“Don’t worry, I’m not any..uh. Competition..” Azure avoided any eye contact, face mildly red as he stared at the floor, and as for Two time?
I’m not even going to bother.
Jane’s face went red with embarrassment, she didn’t even try laughing loudly as she would have in most situations like this.

Safe to say, the joke didn’t work.

She began gripping the plush restaurant seat, nails digging deeper, thinking of what to say to correct the situation..

“Heres your food.” The waiter dropped the food on the table before quickly zipping away
“Oh, thanks-“ It was too late as the waiter was already gone.

“You know the food here is.. wonderful!”
This was a lie, she had never been here before, she just felt the need to fill the empty awkwardness with anything.

Azure looked at the food Jane had ordered,a pizza. He smiled.He really was hungry and began to lift up his hand before releasing a small exhale and dropping his hand . On the other hand, Two time just stared at the food, saying nothing.

“You guys don’t like pizza?
Azure was about to say something but Two time chimed in first. “Spawn awards perseverance through pain.”

Jane looked at Two time like they were crazy.
The implication then sunk in slow, not immediately, but in a few second of silence, it became clear.

Jane tried to force a smile. “I’m sorry,WHAT.”

Notes:

Bro I’m so ass at end notes…
When I finish posting all premade chapters, I plan on trying to post character designs
(Prepare for me to forget about this for 6 fucking months )

Chapter 5: No eyed girl

Summary:

Uh party time :))
(More lemon demon jumpscare are to come)

C00lkidd was looking around the party place, nervous while grabbing on a stray fabric on his blue overalls . He looked behind him at 1x, partially hoping to be given instructions on what to do.

1x stared back for a moment, partially unsure of what to tell him. “Well…? Go have fun, it’s a party with kids your age.”

C00lkid slightly frowned before walking away with hints of anger brought out with stomping.

And so he was in the trampoline place, the floors replace with trampolines, the walls painted bright yellow, bright florescent white lights above that could be touched if one jumped hard enough,C00lkidd decided there was something weird, liminal about the place.

He learned that word from 1x.

Laughter could be heard from all around, kids bouncing up and down. C00lkidd wanted to talk to one of them, they all seemed so..happy. And multiple times,he almost did. Yet something stopped him. He had never talked to them,and he didn’t want to be alone,but he always felt the need to avoid them, partially out of nervousness,partially out a fear,and partially due to a reason even he didn’t truly understand…

He’d been going like this for a while, jumping on the trampoline becoming..dull.
He’d been thinking of a few random things while bouncing, like who’s party this was,if he should just try to sneak out or if he should stop jumping since mild nausea has been slowly But surely creeping in.

Then he saw a ladder. Vinyl star print with tons of different colors. A break from the bright primarys that have grown repetitive.

And so he climbed it.
It was rather tall and C00lkidd curiosity grew after the seemingly static emptiness of the trampoline place that he had started circling.

On the top of the ladder was a bright green slide, it seemingly led to another room of the
Trampoline place, however whatever it lead too was pitch black, dark,with a few small lights on ceiling.C00lkidd thought of what he had been told by his father. In one hand, dont enter creepy dark places you don’t know where they lead. On the other…

Screw it, I’m bored.

And so he slid down the tall slide into darkness.

He hit the ground, fast. He hit the foam play ground, the place looked like a toodler play area with small plastic crocodile steps and foam shapes.

There was also a girl with a birthday crown,a paper crown given to the birthday child at the trampoline place,standing, arranging said foam block in a structure. C00lkidd got up, and decided to walk to the girl with pink overalls, white shirt,pink leggings and bow. In fact, most of her clothes were some shade of pink except her black Mary Jane’s and white shirt He tapped on her back and..

“BLUUDUD, YOUR REALLY STARTING TO PISS ME OFF.” The girl jerked her neck, yelling,holding a small pocket knife.
C00lkidd realized 2 things from this. A,this girl really hated a “bluudud”. Also, she did not have light pink tights,her skin and hair were genuinely pink.

Her eyes were pitch black, barely even a shine. If C00lkidd didnt know better, he would have assumed she just had no eyes,just the hollow sockets.Dull pink horns more visable than coolkidds and white teeth sharp enough to pierce skin, she stood over C00lkidd, anger turning into apology.

“Oh I’m so sorry, what’s your name?” She said, when she realized C00lkidd was most certainly not Bluudud. She dropped her pocket knife on the ground, face plastered with an apologetic smile

“Wha-eh??” C00lkid was still stunned from being yelled by a random stranger who just gave C00lkidd a quick hug.”C00lkid”he whispered.

The girls eyes widened,grin growing.”I’m Pr3tty!-short for pr3tty princess! I’m turning 11-no, I AM 11!”

Does she want to be complimented or me to actually call her pretty. Eh, half the people I know have integers for a name.

“Uh..I was looking for a friend. Will you be my friend?” C00lkidd said,making the kindest smile he could. He thought for a second. “Also, happy birthday!”

Pr3tty looked at C00lkidd, doing a loud hmmm sound for dramatic effect.
“Sure!”
C00lkidd awkwardly smiled,but was still filled with genuine joy. “Yay-“

The girl interrupted C00lkidds moment of glee. “ONLY if you help me defeat Bluudud!”

“Who??”

 

C00lkidd and Pr3ttyprincess were now back up,outside the trampoline room,now in the party room where cake and pizza would be served. C00lkidd agreed to help his new friend,partially because he decided it would be absolutely necessary to make a new friend,and partially because he didn’t want to upset the one kid that for some reason he couldn’t understand, had a pocket knife.

“THAT is Bluudud, also known as Fuckass-blue child, also known as:my mortal nemisses-“

“Nemesis” C00lkidd corrected. He decided he wouldn’t comment on the cursing, he would be grounded for swearing but decided since this was his friend…

“My mortal Nemesis! and cousin.” Pr3tty pointed at the boy loitering around the place.

C00lkidd leaned forward to get a look of Bluudud, wearing a hoodie with a ipod and oddly black teeth that had 3 layers. Also as he name suggested, he was blue.

“He looks cool-is that a real ipod! (Ts takes place in 2008,remember?) he must be good!”

Pr3tty princess cocked her head in confusion
“Why so?
“Well, my dad says good people get good things!”

“Well,that’s obv-I-ously a lie. My..uh “parent” gets good things all the time-hes loaded!”
C00lkidd shrugged “what does he do?”

Pr3tty paused for a moment,thinking of what to say. “Well,he works for a big company-the bank! And..well im not allowed to say what he does. Just don’t get in debt!”

C00lkidds interest was peaked. “I have death..?”

“It’s debt,D-E-B-T…wait, off topic! We have to give Bluudud what he deserves after selling MY club penguins account!”

“Aw. Wait,what-“

Pr3tty slightly smiled before continuing. “I’ll tell you more later/best friend” she said, with a wink.

 

The two were crouched behind a table, the colored table cloth smelling heavily of sanitizer,still slick with the disinfectant used to clean it. C00lkidd hated the smell, however Pr3tty insisted to hide here.
At least there will be cake soon…
Pr3tty pointed to a man standing around, holding a phone.
Pr3tty pointed at him. “THAT is guest 1337. Bluudud wants to marry him! Or something. Go to Bluudud, tell him if he doesn’t apologize, I’m telling!”
C00lkid ran off. “Ok!”

 

It didn’t take much running across the purple linoleum floor to find Bluudud again as he had moved off. He was humming to whatever music he was listening too and hardly noticed when C00lkidd tapped on his shoulder. He removed the AirPods and answered in a way he thought was reasonable and appropriate.

“Fuck off Priya” he said, dissing of a comfused C00lkidd., partially wondering why these people couldn’t start a conversation in a normal way, and how Bluudud was talking without opening his mouth,still in a wide unchanging smile.

He glanced for a second more,realizing who the chil-or rather who the child wasn’t.”
You’re not Priya. And you’re red. Who the hell are you?”

“You mean Pr3tty- well who are you calling Red! What wrong Red? I’ll-I’ll tell your parents you cursed!” He said in anger,crossing his arms.

Bluudud stared down, slightly comfused but entertained before bursting out laughing,fueling C00lkidds anger.

“Well uh.. il-I will tell your crush that you love them!” C00lkidd smiled, slightly impress with his “threat” “Guest 1337!”

“As if Red.” His wide smile faltered, but he still tried to look as unconcerned by this as possible.

“Really. Blud.” He leaned forward,trying to do the most intimidating glare he could.

…

“You wouldn’t dare you little sh-“

It was too late, as C00lkidd had already darted off. He crossed his arms, closing his eyes for a bit before realizing that he wasn’t bluffing.

“IM GONNA THROW YOU ACROSS THE WHOLE PLACE!” He shouted, before sprinting over the catch him.

 

“1x.”
“1x?”
John tapped on 1xs shoulder, pointing over at the scene of a 10 year old boy running across the party room for his life, a 11 year old girl cheering,and a 12 year old boy running after at Slightly concerning speeds.

It took a moment for 1x to completely register What was happening after leaning against the wall for so long, mainly glancing over, noticing things with a fuzzy haze.

“What the..” they paused as the sound of sneakers speeding on the linoleum ground Grew closer as Bluudud dashed by before continuing his chase.

John looked at 1x for a moment with mild concern. “You’re not gonna..stop him?”

1x shrugged. “It builds character.”
Johns concern grew.”They just flipped over a table.”
“Char-act-er.”

Notes:

Alr got this chapter out :3
Started playing dandys world again, I haven’t played for so long and I’m loving brusha :D
I will be going out one trip soon so I might need to take a break for a bit I’ll try to post as many chapters as I can before Friday.

Chapter 6: Touch Tone telephone

Summary:

What did I tel y about the lemon Demon >:33

Today was so much fun

“Bye Jan-ey Doe!” Azure yelled, waving as he walked away from the restaurant. The sky was dark blue,the moon bright in the sky.
The streetlights yet to go on despite it being dark.

But…

Jane smiled back, waving. The heat had picked up since noon, Jane wiping the sweat from her forehead. “Bye!” She yelled back, voice cracking.

I still remember how Jane looked at me. What was it. Care,fear,concern? 

Two time and Azure walked down the sidewalk, the streetlights finally going on. Azure looked down on the ground, holding his left arm. Two time looked over,face hardly changing, but concern still there.
“You ok?” 

Maybe I embarrass Jane, like Two time said. She changed so much.

Azure laughed “haha! Yeah.” He said,a small whistle sound coming through from his tooth gap. He continued walking silently,back to looking straight down.

Did I change? Am I a worse person. Do people no longer like me?
Why would they. I must be awful..

Two time nudged Azure on the shoulder,trying to get some form of reaction.Azure continued walking, looking straight down.
Two time looked over in a mid of concern and sympathy, frowning. He didn’t push further,silent.

No. I am loved.
I’m..loved.

                          *****

 

Azure lay on a bed,staring up at the hotel ceiling. The Ac still on full blast,now with the added ceiling fan. He heard the sound of movement and shuffling through a closet.
“Azure…”

He began staring at the hotel bedsheets, small embroidery patterns that Azure began moving his fingers upon.
“Azure!”

“Hey!”

Azure jerked up, shocked despite hearing the call beforehand. He wasn’t really sure himself why he was scared.
“Hey! I’m going to the hotel lobby! Chance is gonna be there, do you wish to come?” Two time said,smiling,holding the cat.

Azure brushed out this brown hair,still messy but to be doing something and slightly smoothed out his grey shirt.”nah,I’m gonna…visit noob.”
Two time shrugged, petting the cat in their hands,walking to the door before slamming it,the sound of the metal lock being the only one in the air besides the cooling units before going quiet once more.

Azure sat in the bed, forcing a small smile as he slightly put his hand over his other arm. He bit his tongue,it slightly sore from the movement of the day. 

This was familiar, long days of gardening back home had caused the marks of his arm hurt, the skin over the area tight and stinging. He got off from the bed to grab his phone,slightly ancient and barely functioning, but it was the only tech he was allowed to bring in the valley-it was even a struggle to be allowed to bring that phone there,not to mention to weeks of begging for some form of phone plan…

They clicked their Nokias small button went down the contacts.

I am loved..? 

 

                            *****

Azure walked on the sidewalk, hat on with a dark green sweater. His matching gardening boots squeaking against the ground.
he brought his boots everywhere,due to him mainly only ever wearing the boots and partially due to his one pair of sneakers-courtesy of Jane,weren’t exactly welcomed in the Valley, “distracting” them with mortal tethers and not what really mattered…

Bullcrap.
…
No. It’s not. Don’t think that.
But they’re just sneakers…

Azure decided that when they went back, they would wear their sneakers more. They were nice, and red like Janes and he didn’t see the harm..

It was dark outside, no stars in the sky like the countryside, the streetlights one of the view sources of lights.

My friends in high school were the best,still great. The best. Surely they all couldn’t have changed that much, it’s only been 2 years…

“Noob!” 
Azure ran to the streetlights with the person underneath. The place he had arranged for them to meet.
 The yellow Robloxian turned their neck, slightly dumbfounded, eyes widen 

Azure sprint slowed down to a walk as he held out an arm as Noob held his hand to high five. Noob brought their hand down as Azure shook their hand somewhat aggressively with a wide smile.

“You’ve grown, oh and I love your hair!” Azure said, touching the dyed pink,green and blue part of their hair.

“Oh..uh Azure!” They laughed awkwardly. “You’re just..short I don’t think I’ve actually gotten any taller.

“You look so different how are you! Love your sweater!” Azure smiled wide, looking at noob. Their hair was a bright golden blonde with also yellow skin, heavily freckled with one eye dark blue and other green. Azure smiled.

Practically the same!

Azure continued his excited gushing,smile still wide.”So how’s guest doing!?”
…

Noob went quiet, face with a somewhat empty stare, looking away.
“…I don’t know.”

“Oh, you’re no longer friends..?”
Azures enthusiastic demeanor was still there, just dulled significantly 

“Um..no-well yes. Well.. they’re missing.”

Azures mouth was slightly agape, distraught. He hadn’t known Guest all that much, they were mostly just..there. They were an odd guy, quiet,didn’t talk to many people but very much ambitious. Still, it was something to hold on to. Something that could have stayed the same after all those years..

Noob noticed Azures empty expression, still looking down,quietly added on with hints of sadness in their voice. “sorry.”

Azure didn’t respond, with a sadness in his eyes that Noob wished they could help. 

“You  look like you’ve changed yourself. You look um…different.” 

“How so.”

Noob looked at him. Ignoring his..questionable fashion,he looked different in general;hair much longer-to his shoulder, skin generally greyer rather than the healthy peach shade to his skin he had not long ago. Eye bags as if he hadn’t slept and most noticeable,his arms. Noob could understand a few scratches,he remembered how Azure sometimes had  scratches after gardening. But at a closer look, he realized most of them were not natural,far too many and far too deep..

Noob caught his thoughts before clearing his throat. “Your arm.”

“Oh?”

“It’s pretty messed up Bud.” Noob stared in mild horror, clearing his throat again.

Azure looked at his arms, as if unaware of his arm’s conditions. “Oh calm down, it’s only for the spawn.” He said,forcing a smile smiling,showing off his arms in some form of messed up pride.

At least most of them. It’s only a partial lie.

“Are you ok. You..that messed up cult, you joined it..? The same one my sister in.
What happened.”

Azure put down his arm and stayed silent.

Noob continued,voice cracking “you used to look to healthy and well..happier.”

Azure snapped back, mildly by instinct and due to something else he didn’t want to admit.
“I am fine. Happy. Rejoiced.” He turned around to walk away.

Noobs mild disgust and sadness turned into pity. Something Azure hated. Noob grabbed Azure by the shoulder, turning him around.  He felt Noobs arms over is shoulders which slightly scared Azure for a second due to it being so dark. But then the realization came in. A hug.

“Just please be safe. I-I dont know what I’d do if…uh. Never mind…”

Azure expression softened to a small smile, yet, a genuine one. 
“Thanks.”

 

                    *******

The sound of the hotels piano rung through the lobby, at first, Azure couldn’t figure out the song,partially due to being tired and due to distance. But as he got closer, he figured out the song.

Who is playing twinkle twinkle little star at this hour.

He didn’t know the time, but with how little people were in the street,even in the more populated city he walked through for the scenic route,he figured it was pretty late. yet, curiosity about the piano was stronger than concern of how two time would react to being gone for this long…

And as he got by the piano, he realized the player of the piano, black suit and all.

“Chance?”

Chance faltered, accidentally hitting the wrong note but continued playing. “Fancy seeing you at 1 am!” They laughed at their own words

Oh. That’s the time. Damn it.

He was mostly unconcerned of the time, rubbing his eyes to stay awake.

“Wanna see a trick!” Chance said, smiling.

…

“Alright lemme show you!” He removed his glasses and squeezed his eyes shut. 
He continued playing the song in the piano.

Azure simply stared with a blank expression, slightly impressed. He walked over and sat in the piano bench with just enough room for one more.

How didn’t i notice how late it was. I wasn’t even tired talking to noob,heck, not even the walk back.

He stared as Chance played the piano,eyes half lidded. The bright chandelier in the room filling the fancy hotel lobby.

I’ll close my eyes for a Bit.
I won’t fall asleep.
I wont fall…
 …

Chance stopped playing the piano,
Flexing his fingers, ready to go to bed. He heard slower,drawn out breathing and felt an unusually heavy weight on his shoulder and looked beside him.

“Azure?”

He slightly shook Azure on the shoulder to no avail.

“Meh.” Chance got up and lifted up Azure as he walked to the elevator.

Lighter than I thought. 
Eh. Is Two time even awake? I think I have a spare keycard….

Notes:

Soo..
Basically I’m going on a trip on Friday, I’ll have a test on Tuesday..
I shall return Wednesday!!
Also random side detail,Azures design in this comic is like way diffrent from canon :p
I’m not exactly sure at what point it happened, but I thought they looked lowkey related, changed the design a bit and somehow design got comically far from canon(I’m not mad)

Anyway, more Chance and Elliot tomfuckery next chapter,it wasn’t in the script (aka comic series in my sketchbooks) but I decided it would be a good way to start and arc and also, it’s on the happier side.

The chapter after that one tho….

OK FAK U BAI :)

Chapter 7: Kindergarten Boyfriend

Summary:

Heathers jumpscare

 

…is he serious.

Elliot sat on top of the pizza places table-the place closed earlier on the weekends and nobody but himself and Chance were there.

“Yes Ellie I’m as serious as ever!” Chance said,  laughing with a wide grin. “I’ve fallen in la-ove!”

Elliot slightly smirked, he had suspected something was different with the way Chance was acting, somehow even more giddy than usual.

Still, this wasn’t exactly what he expected.

“Alright,when did you meet her or him?”

“A man! And I met him 3 weeks ago and he’s just wonderful! They’re so..nice!”

Well, they seem happy. 

Elliot continued talking, interest growing, 
“Hm. What’s his name, I know most people in town.”

“Oh,you wouldn’t know them, they’re the mysterious type. Not from Robloxia…”Chance said, dreamily.”I think they’re from Brookhaven maybe…”

Elliot sighed. “Just tell me their name man.”
“Itrapped, the love of my life!”
“Last name?”
“He won’t tell me, isn’t he soo mysterious”
Elliot raised an eyebrow. “what-“

Chance smiled slightly widened further “well, you’re gonna love him, he’s taking me out on a date! I’ve never been on one, do I look good?”

Elliot snickered while slightly shifting the fedora on Chances head. “You look fine,where are we seeing the lucky one.”

Chance thought for a second before answering
“I dunno, I’ve never been to this address before  but he really wanted to take me to this bar!” Chance said,smiling at his phone.

“But you don’t drink-“ 
“Doesn’t matter!”

Elliot shrugged, neating out his hair and flipping up his orange star sunglasses he usually wore. “Alright,let me get out of uniform-

The sound of a car pulling up and then proceeding to aggressively honking filled the air. Elliot let out a small yelp as Chance got up enthusiastically

“There he is!”

Ok,going to a bar In my work clothes. Cool. Normal.

Elliot removed his hat and name tag, placing them on the table before removing the small rubber band to his small ponytail and putting it back on neater to try and at least form the illusion of being well put together. Without the name tag and hat,his uniform almost passed as a casual outfit.

Almost.

“Lead the way.” He said, monotone voice cracking with a hint of sarcasm that Chance either didnt notice, or care.

When the three had arrived to the bar, two things had become clear:The bar was not any ordinary one, it was located in a dark alleyway with few working streetlights, the sky a muddy brown as the air was filled with the now falling rain with the occasional police sirens.

Second off all, he already disliked Itrapped.
He didn’t know what exactly, maybe the way he drove the car in absolute silence, maybe the way dressed,something about him just felt off.

Elliot helped Chance out of the car, slightly glancing back at Itrapped standing still over them. Chances enthusiastic demeanor had yet to falter, a wide grin still across his face.

“So, what do you think of him!” Chance said, joy in his voice with a mix of nervousness.

“I don’t know” Elliot responded in an indifferent tone,only partially lying.

Itrapped walked over, slightly tapping Chances shoulder. Chance turned around, hugging him.
“So.. Itrapped, say hi to Elliot!”

Itrapped stared at Elliot, slightly standing over him. Elliot squinted at Itrapped, slightly turning his head to get a look at him.

Is that an ice crown? Are those sunglasses, why does he have a literal black square over his eyes. What is he?

Elliot was slightly taken aback by Itrapped actually talking, disturbing the small, longer than it seemed silence.

“Hello Blondie. You’re the pizza boy?”

Elliot responded quickly. “What the hell is up with you. Are those glasses? What are you, some gang member?”

Itrapped was slightly surprised by Elliot brash comeback, but didnt falter, forcing a small smile. “You’re far too pretty to be that cynical” he responded calmly, slightly chuckling before slightly pulling Chance to the bar.

What a creep. Elliot had a feeling that he would already hate him.

 

The inside of the of the bar further threw Elliot off than the outside. The inside had low lighting and wood polished surfaces. Nobody in the bar was acting particularly rowdy, but still didn’t give the feeling of safety,smelling heavily of alcohol,bleach and a hint of some sickly sweet smell he neither knew or wanted to know the source.

Elliot tapped on Chances shoulder, eyes mostly obscured by sunglasses, but the way he slightly faltered before continuing his walk told Elliot otherwise from his attempt of a calm demeanor. Itrapped on the other hand was completely unaffected, 
The place being nothing but a normal place he frequented.

“Chance?” Elliot whispered as quietly as he could.
“Hm, yeah?”
“Are you sure about..this one.”
“Of course!” Chance replied, whisper growing louder.
“C’mon, you have like terrible taste in uh..humans?”
“Do not.”

“You talk to people like-No, you talk to weirdos like Two time, no offense.”

“So?”

“You once somehow got in a duel,nearly died over your literally fedora-“

“Alright, alright, I see your point. But, he’s different!”
Elliot groaned in annoyance, before walking away. “I’m gonna go try get a drink, save a seat for me.”
Chance walked over to Itrapped, smiling “alright, get me a bloxy cola!”

“I won’t.”

 

Chance sat on the wood seat, face Itrapped. 
As he sat, he realized just how truly bizzare the place was.

First were the people there. Silent, preoccupied with their own tasks as a quiet piano filled the air.

Second off all was the fact that there was a back room, people coming and going every now and then guarded by a man wearing a mostly black suit, holding as casual as one would hold a cane, a literal crowbar.

So they felt the need as a few questions.

“Wow! This place is so.. atmospheric.” Chance said, smiling awkwardly.

“I suppose that’s one way to see it.” Itrapped said, sipping his drink in a tone Chance couldn’t tell was nonchalance or straight up not caring.

“What’s behind that weird door!” Chance said, pointing at the door, causing the person guarding the door to glance over.

Itrapped grabbed Chances arm down, and waved politely at the man before going back to Chance. “That’s the betting area-“

“Oh hey! Something to do in this boring ol place!” They began to get up to walk to the door. Itrapped got up and placed a gentle yet firm hand on their shoulder,not enough to stop him, but enough to get them to notice.

“You..wouldn’t like it. It’s not any ordinary casino-“ he paused for a second, thinking. His face formed a small smirk before he continued, a new plan formed. “You’re probably not skilled enough for a place like this.”

Chance shuffled in his pocket,pulling out a hundred,grinning. “Bet.”

 

The original plan was to make a little extra money with no real risk on his end. Play on Chances ego, make some money and at the end of the night, try to pocket some of it.
After all, that was the plan for the night and something…more 

However this has spiraled way out of hand.

It started when Chance had lost said hundred dollars. This wasn’t much of a bother to Itrapped, him preparing to leave, unbothered by the playful teasing from others there.

The same could not be said for Chance.

“This-this-“ Chance swore under his breath before looking around the room.

“Is there anything else to do here?”

Itrapped answered, not thinking much of it. 
Well,there’s no solitaire but theres darts and-

“Why does that guy got a sword for.” He said, pointing at the man sitting at a table the end of the room, surrounded by 3 others wearing the same type of black suit. He sat, smiling widely in a way Chance couldn’t tell was supposed to be friendly or threatening.

“…well, I figured someone like you wouldn’t know-“

“I think I’ve seen em before” Chance said, slightly leaning forward. “Awful familiar…”

Itrapped shrugged, sipping the amber liquid in his glass.

Unfortunately, that couldn’t have been the end of that.

Chance had walked over to the man, standing in front of the table he was sitting on. He was holding his sword, silver blade shimmering, and cold handle with flecks of red. He was also significantly taller than Chance,looking down at Chance despite sitting. He didn’t talk, only glanced up and down at Chance.

“I would like to challenge you to a game of darts!” Chance said, voice filled with pride.

The man laughed lightly, until realizing the fact that Chance was serious.

The people around him also chuckled lightly. The man turned his neck to them, causing them to quickly go quiet.

“…you like solitaire, or..uh poker”

 …

Mafioso had seen drunks stumble into his bar before: it could only be expected for a place like this, far away from most places considered decent society. Normally, this would end with a simple kicking out of the patron before things got out of hand.

However, this one was..different.

He had been trying to figure out if this patron was either drunk, or unironically just a dumbass;
He looked at them,his speech wasn’t slurring nor did they have that aggressive or depressed demeanor of a drunk. Eyes were wide open with awareness and posture tall.

And he was yet to back out in realization of his actions…

 

Mafioso lightly laughed, still looking at the patron they found vaguely familiar. “Sure.”

All the people standing beside him turned over in poorly masked shock. At this point,Chances grin was beginning to slightly falter but he continued.

“So…I can write a check for a hundred dollars, I actually don’t have  cash with me-“

Chances eyes darted to the table,staring at the plethora of valuables on it. He hadn’t originally planned on doing more than getting his money back,but the glimmer of gold was tempting…

“That real gold?” He said casually, grin growing.

Mafioso at this point had decided to play into whatever plan Chance wanted. It was a known fact that the bar was mostly…”skill”based and that most patrons there left with far less money than they entered.
And teeth.

The house always won.

Mafioso responded, slightly holding back a laugh. “Alright. You’re placing a bet on the pot-what so you have to offer-I would say this is worth more than a hundred.”

Chance put his hand on his chin dramatically, a smirk growing. “Hm…”

 

 

And so they were where they were now.
Itrapped hadn’t caught on until it was far too late, didnt notice as Chance conversed and only noticed when Chance had bet on the grand prize on some antique jewelry, a gorgeous thing with rubies bright red.

And the only thing Chance had offered if he lost?

Just a small price off..

“Chance!”

Itrapped had noticed Chance, sitting uprite, staring at his cards. Then he notice mafioso and the small crowd forming. At this point, he already knew something must have been wrong. And he was right.

“What’s that guy betting on.” He asked for to one of he people in the small crowd,sounding as calm as possible despite his growing frustration.

They looked,mostly unbothered,smiling. “Oh the sunglasses guy gambling himself!”

“What.” He frowned,more in mild disgust than true concern. The other person took note.

“Ew,not like that. Like in the he’s contracted to mafia for years way. So,it’s not that bad.”The person looked back, smiling at the sight of the poker game.

…

“What the fuck.” He groaned in utter frustration,staring in growing concern. His concern was brought on by two things, the fact Chance had agreed to something so stupid. 
Also the fact that he knew Chance was bad at poker.
Very bad at it.

He began unconsciously gripping his glass cup tighter,hard enough to potentially form a blister,glared at chance with a stare that could burn through the wall.

He was losing the game.

 

 

Chances grin never faltered,he wouldn’t allow it. Never would.
Yet it did shift. From natural to forced,eyes slightly widening in mild fear.

Oh shit why would I do this…

He didn’t need the money, he was more than loaded. He refused to let his pride drop.
The game was best of three, second game he was on the verge of losing. 

If only Elliot were here, he’d rip my ear off in anger and some more but still…

 

Mafioso laughed, looking down some messed up form of entertainment in his laugh.
“How about this.win this game,you go home eh?”

Chance unwillingly released a sigh of extreme relief. “Alright..sure!”

Mafioso relaxed in his seat, the same never leaving smile on his face. Chance was tending in his seat, nails scratching the fabric.
The realization had sunk in long ago, right before losing the first match and how casual Madioso was about the game,guessing perfectly the value of the slightly marked cards-

Wait.

What.

He decided he had two options now,call out the cheating and possibly be beat up but leave with the amazing thing known as free will.
Or double down.

He removed his sunglasses,grin turning genuine. “Say,how long have you been in the casino industry .” He said,trying to start a conversation. He slowly glanced over at the glasses, looking at small nicks and scratches from years of abuse,a birthday gift from Elliot. He also stared at the reflection of cards in them.

Mafioso began to get up,sword still in hand,and without skipping a beat responded:long enough to catch a cheater.

Chance froze for a second before grabbing his sunglasses and the jewelry pot. “I’ve been it long enough to get away with it.” He smirked before dolting out of there, in a rush to get out of there as fast as humanly possible.

Mafioso got up,gripping the sword. 
“Look for the one in the fedora.” He said calmly, before sprinting.sword pointing forward.

The slash of a sword grazed the back of Chances neck, a small scratch with no blood forming. He yelped running around the cramp room, looking for anybody 

 

Oh my god I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die at twenty-one.

 

Itrapped stared at Chance he began to try and single for Chance to run through the door,aggressively pointing. Chance was continuing to sprint around the room, dashing about mindlessly.

“HELP. HELP!” Chance screamed while running,holding the jewelry tight enough rhe form a blister.The thrill was somewhat like a rollercoaster, the feeling of almost dying feeling like the drop of one,except unlike a rollercoaster coaster,the risk was very much real.

His screams soon shifted into manic laughter,the swings of the sword that Chance was just barely behind him going from horrified screaming to frantic laughter. He ran over to Itrapped, still standing and grabbed his arm hard, dashing out of the room.

Then an idea formed. 

He reached to the inside of his dress sweater, gripping the glossy wood handle of the flintlock.

The bars atmosphere was yet to change,despite the sharp swing of a sword filling the room and two people running. No body reacted to the loud bang of a flintlock firing.maybe a few flinches at worst. 
All except one.

Elliot had been slowly sipping his drink, it was his second glass of whatever he’d been served. It was bitter,the burn of it against his throat dulled down,but still there. He wasn’t one to get drunk easily,yet he was willing to admit  that his speech was slightly slurring and the world looking blurry around the edges.

And there he watched Chance throw a fedora on the ground, agressivly pulling Itrapped out of the bar, sprinting with someone in a black suit swinging a sword at them.

Elliot simply stared, reaction delaying. He bended down to wear the Fedora before slightly smirking.

God i must be faded out of my mind.
…
Why is someone trying to stab chance.

He opened his mouth to yell something, to tell him to stop or ask what he’s doing. Yet nothing left his mouth. He placed his head on his forehead,trying to focus on what the hell could be happening .

Then he focused on the people staring at his fedora. Then them walking to him, holding weapons as casually as a glass…

Oh hell no fucking way.

He sheepishly grinned, tipping his borrowed fedora before calmly walking out of the place, walking with as much confidence as possible, as if there wasn’t a group of people in suits slowly following.

He began slowly humming which turned into 
Frantic singing under his breath. He didn’t see the car and didn’t have a plan beyond walking down the dark city street, praying that he would stumble across anywhere,a house,a convience store…

He realized that they were most certainly catching up in him. Elliot began thinking, panicking slowly.

 

Where the fuck is my phone. Where’s Chance dude.

He began humming commercial songs for the pizza place. He was in all commercial for the pizza place when he was a teen, and unintentionally became the mascot and poster child of builder brothers pizza at thirteen…

Wait. Can’t die. Keep running…

He began to pick up a jog. He saw a car pulled up,it was far ahead but looked somewhat like Itrapped car…

Me felt a firm hand on his shoulder and the small scrape of crowbar touching his back unintentionally. It was rusted and slight slick with something he didn’t want to know.

Elliot inhaled deeply,turning behind him slowly. He forced a grin, staring at the yellow Robloxian in a white dress shirt and a black vest with oddly enough,a small blurry picture of some pink girl he could have sworn he swore before.
He bit his lip and smiled(a skill learned from customer service,smile when shit hits the fan.)

“Hi.”

The crowbar raised ,about to hit his head. Elliot’s mind rushed to What to do..

Fuck it,do what I want to do.

He rammed his lid against the man’s cheek before aggressively booking it. He began slightly laughing before waving behind him. He waved again, with only one finger up;his middle.

The other just stared in pure disorientation,wiping his cheek before looking back at the others catching up.

“What the fuck was that?”

“See ya later su-cker.” He said before bursting out in an unrestricted cackle. Dashing across the mildly slippery pavement.

 

 

It was at this point the next day, 2am. Elliot layed in bed, limbs feeling heavy . He was wearing the same black shirt he usually wore under his uniform, he couldn’t be bothered to remove it. He hadn’t been in his flat for quite some time, fallling asleep in the employee lounge and usually getting awya with it due to his father. The bed was cool and the air was crisp with Ac despite it being early February.

 

So he had a right to be surprised when phone began blasting his soujia boy ringtone. 

Loudly.

He groaned,picking up without bothering to check who, but the voice that followed already confirmed who it was.

“Ellie! How are you.”

Elliot stared at his phone, before responding.
“Suffering from a hangover and a sore throat and you.”He meant it sarcastically,not expecting a response. But chance was chance.

“Well im doing great,I’m getting of the bed,I’ve been staring at Itrappeds back for half an hour and u don’t wanna wake him up.”

Elliot froze for a second. Then realization sunk in. “Third or fourth base.”

“Fourth.”

Elliot simply blinked. Then he laughed,more of a release of all the frustration and wack shenanigans of the night. He exhaled loudly.

“Please tell me you’re still on the pill.”

“I am.”

Elliot laughed again. “Good. You’d be a shitty parent.” He stared at the ceiling, brushing fingers through his hair.

“So what do you think of Itrapped? Isn’t he amazing.”

No,i almost fucking died dumbass, he seems awful,hes a  creep and  based off what you told me the mafias gonna be after you for a real long time-

“He’s interesting. Real interesting.” Elliot decided he wouldn’t rain on Chances parade,not yet. 

“You happy? Cause if he tries anything I’ll never forgive myself so please if-“

“Oh, I’ve never been happier-ow my legs hurt-“

Elliot snickered lightly. “First time I’m assuming.”

Chance paused for a second before continuing. “…yes. So wanna hear all about it?”

Elliot sighed sarcastically. “Oh please do,sounds like a delight to hear about my best friend getting railed-“

“Ok! So basically-“

Elliot sighed. “It’s called sarcasm Dumbass.”

“Oh.”

 

…

 

“Can I still continue.”

…

“Yes.”

 

 

Notes:

“I’ll be back wensday”

[FAST FOWARD TO SATURDAY]

Dw chat my updates should start chilling tf out soon. School will be starting soon so theres that.

So uh… one extra happy chapter before angst. Realized with the setup I either put it now or never.

Oh ye uh slightly implied in this chapter and
Dead man but Chance is trans in this fic-

Alr bye :)

Chapter 8: Not a real chapter, will delete soon

Uh.. so basically I have to leave for a bit. Abt 2 ish weeks due to school starting again and fuck ass scoliosis. Might need surgery for it but that shouldn’t happen for a while. Fret not, I will be posting 2 on the longer side chapters tho!

 

Lots of love, a random stranger on the internet

Notes:

First chaoter :)
This fic is basically a better version of this I wrote on wattpad [titled the Robloxian suite on there] I’m not sure if I’ll continue posting on there tbh..
Well, the next chapter will be very cool..;)

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of My years in purgatory ||Forsaken fanfic