Chapter 1: continuing this
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Elliot sprinted quickly after Chance, like a hare. He could hear the noise from 1x1x1x1 behind him loudly, but he had to keep going, keep going, as fast as he can. The slashes kept coming closer and closer. Elliot began to tear up, thinking about what could've been done to avoid a mess like this. As 1x1x1x1 raised his sword to slash again, and for the final time, Elliot shed a tear. Suddenly, joyfully, he hears an angry yell, and a humanlike shape bolts at 1x1x1x1 through the corner of Elliot's eye, shoving 1x1x1x1 away. “RUN, leave me with this douchebag.” Guest 1337 yells over the commotion. Elliot sprints as fast as he can, and... trips. Pizza falls out from his belt and pocket and his face burns of embarrassment. “God, 1x could just kill me now then.” as Elliot picks up the pizza, that same silhouette of Guest jolts past him, this time he grabbed unto Elliot's collar and charged at 1x1x1x1, barreling through him and running to another point of the map, trailing Elliot behind him decidedly. “Uhh, Guest? What the hell are you doing.” Elliot managed to spit out, confused. “Saving you. Did you even notice that monster raise his sword to slash you? Why would you crouch down, leaving yourself vulnerable in the middle of battle.” Guest practically muttered at him. Suddenly, the scenery changed within a flash. They were back in that small hellish town. Elliot sighed and walked from the lobbyish restaurant over to a sloppy smaller house that he'd been occupying. He slammed down on the bed and shoved his head into the pillow. “Hope I suffocate myself...” Elliot grumbled to himself.
Elliot woke up. He sat up and yawned. He wondered why he had woken up, usually he slept like a rock, right up until he was in the round, and was usually kicked awake by Chance. He heard the sound of commotion around him, and stepped out of his shabby shack, shoes still off. Guest was telling at Chance, while Chance was yelling back, a broken gun in his hand. Elliot couldn't make out what they were saying. Guest looked back at him, and walked groggily over. “Elliot, could I come in?” Guest said, exhausted. Elliot smiled, also exhausted, and gestured for him to come in. “Yeah, sure man.” As Guest stepped in, Elliot explained about having only one bed. “Ah. I see. You're sure this is okay?” Elliot gave a simple nod.
Only a few hours later, neither Elliot nor Guest could sleep. Elliot began talking, a few minutes ago really, but Guest wasn't listening. Until now. “Guest, do you wish the same?” Guest turned over, awkwardly. “Eh? What? Explain.” Elliot sighed and began to talk again “I was just saying. I don't even know what we're doing here. I had plenty of struggles before I came here, and now I'm stuck with people I know and hate. Not really you, but 007n7, his stupid brat, Chance, the list goes on. People talk about alternate universes. Maybe this wouldn't have happened if I was just a better guy. Or girl. I don't want to be trans, I really don't. I'd rather be a girl. But I'm not. Sorry, god, I rambled on. Anyway. You cant sleep either, can you?” Guest blinked and turned back over, thinking about everything Elliot just said. He sighed and said slowly, “You talk a lot.” Elliot blushed out of embarrassment. “Yeah, I guess I do. I like you a lot. I don't talk this much to others, like Shedletsky or I don't know, Taph? There's so many strangers here, too.” Elliot put his head on Guest's chest. “Atleast I know you. Your security, I don't know, it makes me feel better. I'm weird.” Guest looked down. Elliot jumped and sat up stiffly “God I'm sorry. That's probably weird. Oh my god. Dude just, ignore me.” They both paused. Guest sighed and said, warmly “I like you too. Do whatever makes you comfortable, we're stuck here and will be. If I truly make you happy, I'd like you to know that you're the same for me.” Elliot blinked this time. “Thanks, Guest.” He rested his head on Guest again, and, flopping his arms over, fell asleep promptly. Guest scratched his head and curled over slightly, falling asleep as well.
Chapter 2: part 2 ig !!! romantic pizzapunch
Summary:
asexual fic only fluff !!! proship DNI. DNI. do NOT INTERACT pizzapunch peak !!!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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Guest and Elliot ran from Jason, holding hands. Which wasn't exactly convenient, considering Elliot was faster then Guest. Either way, they lost Jason at some point, but Guest was injured. He slumped against a pillar, to which Elliot sat in his lap, flopping his arms over Guest's shoulders, and nuzzling his head into Guest's neck. He was on cooldown, so he could only sit and feel sorrow. He sighed and Guest followed, both slightly tense.
It had been a few days since that night. Guest and Elliot were boyfriends, they both thought so, anyway. Neither confessed, but both knew how the other felt, therefore, no need for confession.
Guest suddenly pulled Elliot closer and kissed him, gently, wrapping his arm around Elliot's neck. Elliot gasped, but didn't push away. Elliot leaned in closer and his tail began to wag quickly. Guest pulled away and turned his face to another direction. "I- ah, well." Elliot was surprised, not unhappy. He grabbed Guest's jaw and pulled him in and kissed him again. Guest gasped but also leaned in, this time hugging Elliot, while they both enjoyed the moment. Suddenly, they both became aware of music, but neither stopped for a moment, and before they knew it, Jason was staring at Elliot, who was sitting on Guest's lap, and as they were both kissing. They both turned to look at Jason awkwardly. Jason dropped the machete he was holding, and signed "What the fuck." (Elliot knows ASL, he learnt it for work.) Before picking up his machete again, and continuing to stare. Guest snapped back to reality, and yelled at Jason "What're you looking at, pal? Aren't you a murderous freak, god forbid we're happy!" Guest turned back to kiss Elliot again, being smug with Jason, but due to his yelling, Chance turned the corner, and saw the same sight. Chance stared, before saying smugly "How come you get the pizza boy?" Which was, quite clearly, too much for Jason. His instincts kicked back in, and he slashed Chance right there. Elliot came back to reality, breaking out of the kiss, and shoved a pizza into Guest's mouth, before sprinting off, sweat dripping from his body.
In a few minutes, the daily round was over. Guest headed back to their shared cabin, where Elliot was already there, sitting awkwardly on the edge of the bed, with his head in his hands, facing away from the door. Guest chuckled and walked slowly over to him. "Don't tell me an old idiot like me was your first kiss." Elliot glared at him, clearly not appreciating his teasing. "Don't make me sound weird! You're only, what, 4 years older then me? You just look old!" Guest did a mock gasp "I'm not the prettiest boy out there to you? I look old? God, how rude!" Elliot jumped and put his face in his hands again, blushing. "Stop putting words into my mouth... ugh." Elliot's ear twitched. Guest laughed, and pulled Elliot in for a hug, rolling over unto the mattress, so he was spooning Elliot. "Cheer up, love. You did amazing today, everyone made it out just fine thanks to you!" Elliot grumbled "I guess, but a killer caught us tongue tangling, imagine how rounds are gonna be from now on." Guest burst out laughing "Tongue tangling? That's how you describe that? I thought that was quite tame. You know me, I'm no intimate fellow." Elliot couldn't help but giggle, and turned over so his head was nuzzling Guest's chest. "Yes you are! You would do it again. I'm too cool, you couldn't resist me!" Guest kissed his head and laughed "I would say its the other way round!" Elliot laughed sleepily, and dug his head further into Guest's chest, his tail wagging. "Yeah, I'd say that too..." Elliot giggled as he drifted off. Guest put his arm over him, an they fell asleep together.
Notes:
yes my headcanons have changed a bit , don't eat me pls !!! anyway im not used to intimate stuff so tell me if it's okay or not !?? drop requests for ships in the comments
Chapter 3: 3rd part idk !!! pizzapunch
Summary:
elliot thinks his boyfriend is dead and chance pisses him off idk ... 3rd part
Notes:
proship dni !!! anyway im gonna be continuing this fic for the foreseeable future cus ahaha i actually really like them ... TEEEHEE ( ＾▽＾) i kinda oriinginally made this for practice but i love em !! anyway im yapping , more notes at the end !!! also no elliot isn't cheating in this READ FURTHERR
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Elliot sat in the cabin, worried. He chewed at his fingernails anxiously, curled up on the floor. Guest had died in the daily round, and hadn't yet respawned. Elliot was sick with worry, an had spent the evening lying about, doing nothing but making himself feel worse and worse. What if the spectre had decided to no longer use Guest as one of his playthings? What if he never saw Guest again? He curled further into himself, feeling the hard wood floor.
A knock sounded at the door. Elliot jumped up speedily, and opened the door faster then he could blink. He sighed and started speaking without even thinking "OH my god, Guest! You had me worried so bad, I, man-" Elliot stopped himself to look up, and saw Chance. "Oh. It's you. Nevermind." Chance chuckled and shoved past Elliot, barging into the cabin. "Yeah, it's me babe." Elliot facepalmed angrily and stomped over to Chance. "WHAT do you want? I was waiting for someone I cared about, not you." Chance looked slightly taken back. "Ah- uh. Yeah- well, I just came to-" Elliot shoved past him and collapsed upon the floor again. "GO away. If you're going to ask me for food, piss off." Chance grabbed Elliot's shirt, and lifted him up forcefully from the floor. He turned Elliot to face him. "Cmon, don't be like that with me, pal!" Elliot looked unimpressed, and his ear twitched angrily. "Put me down. I have things to do and think about, none of which involve you." Chance looked disappointed, but didn't put Elliot down, and instead carried him over to sit on the bed. Elliot started to get pissed off pretty quickly, and his ear began to rapidly twitch. Chance was banging on about his own feelings, and holding Elliot on his knee like Elliot was 5. Suddenly, he began holding Elliot's cheek, and continued going on about some feud with Shedletsky, and how he was trying to distract Elliot from feelings. This was all too much for him.
Elliot raised his head and bit down hard on Chance's arm.
"OW DUDE, I WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU, WHAT THE FUCK." Elliot jumped off and pointed to the door. Chance yelled and began screaming loudly, to which attracted the ears of Dusekkar and Builderman. Both stood in the doorway, watching Chance scream at Elliot, who stood there, unfazed, ear twitching. Builderman walked in and shoved Chance to the side lightly, which provoked a chuckle from Dusekkar. "Leave the poor boy alone. Go find something else to do, and now." Builderman said jokingly, but sternly. Chance was clearly upset, and began to yell at Builderman instead. "Don't butt in pal, I was tryna help the guy!" Elliot spoke up, in a low growl "You were patronising me. I need space, not harassment." Dusekkar and Builderman nodded, and ushered Chance out together, despite his adamant protests. Elliot shut the door and turned off the lamp, sitting on the floor again. He was upset, and needed someone who could understand him, not patronise and insult him. His feelings didn't need to be shoved aside and they weren't something he needed to be "distracted from." He only wanted the one person which knew how he felt, but he wasn't here right now. Elliot curled up again, and tears welled up in his eyes, and he began talking to himself again, just nonsense really, but something, anything, to express how he felt.
He began to hear footsteps coming from the second room of the cabin, which really only housed a small living room. Elliot lifted up his head, his ear twitching. He wasn't prepared to eat with more interaction from people like Chance. If he had to guess, it was 007n7. Always trying to get on his good side, because they know they're both stuck here. Suddenly, he heard Guest's voice.
"Elliot? I heard you talking, are you back from the round yet?" Elliot jumped up and banged his head on a bedside table, and yelped. Guest's footsteps sounded again, light but stern, and he crouched down next to Elliot, chuckling. "Hit your head? You were really that excited to see me?" Elliot sighed, actin upset. In reality, his tail was wagging again. "I was worried about you! And Chance and everyone else was being an ass and I LITERALLY CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!!!" Guest looked a bit surprised, but picked Elliot up, and set him down on the sofa in the next room, beforehand himself sat down, and opened a book. Elliot continued speaking, getting progressively more and more upset, til Guest pulled Elliot unto his lap. "Calm down, Elliot. I'm here now." Elliot got flustered quickly, and his ear began twitching again. "Yeah..." Guest smiled gently at him, and handed Elliot the book he was reading. "They have proper books here. I thought they were empty, bit they're quite good reads, in actuality. This one's called The Odyssey. Why don't you read? It might calm you down." Elliot sighed, and picked up the book. "Okay, but if its old you gotta tell me the weird words." Guest laughed loudly, "Weren't you annoyed about being patronised? You can figure out the words, I promise." Elliot's ear twitched more rapidly. "Okay, okay..."
A few hours later, Guest and Elliot had already fallen asleep, snuggling gently on the sofa. Guest had ended up pointing out the words Elliot "didn't know", but after a few hours it became pretty obvious that Elliot just liked hearing him speak.
Notes:
this is probably REALLY angsty cus i made this when mega depressed and yea itss a bit long (ノ゜ー゜)ノ ... also elliot is made to act like me in the situation so don't beat me up if he's mischaracterised !!! he's silly
PROSHIP DNI , do not give kudos , don't comment , FUCK OFF you guys are literal pedophiles do not interact (-)_(-)